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Susan and Lori are a typical mother daughter pair, so why not stir that pot up a bit.

All my stories take place on an alternate earth, where they orbit the sun about every 1200 days, making one of their years like 3 of ours. Thus the age of sexual consent is 6ish, depending on the state.

I have existed for as long as I can remember. That is a very long time. As a being that lives outside the physical realm, time has very little meaning to me. I exist in what you would describe as an energy state, but it is necessary for me to be a part of a physical life most of the time, I could survive a few days without occupying a physical body at most. The beings I inhabit are unaware of me, I can control them 100%, or leave them in complete control. I can let them remember everything when I am in control, or leave them with no memory at all, or some combination of the two.

As you could imagine, having lived for so long, my memory goes back several thousand years, keeping myself entertained is difficult. Sometimes I am very good, think of the murderer that suddenly confesses and spares the family a trial, could be me. Sometimes I am not so good, this would be one of those times.

I found my play things while in the body of an elementary school teacher, I searched her memory for what I wanted, it took several teachers before the right ones were found.

Lori was a cute as a button blond, with a cute little face, pony tails, and just the perfect amount of baby fat left in her cheeks, while the rest of her was quite tall and slender. There were many such suitable subjects, but what made her right was her mother.  Just 30, she was beautiful, with long red hair, but where her daughter was tall and thin, presumably from her father, Susan was short and fit, with decidedly perky features. They were perfect because of her mother’s professional career, and no man at home. I arranged to work car pick up that afternoon, made up an excuse to say hello to Susan, touched her hand, and moved right in. Transferring from one person to another is always best by touch, otherwise unexpected thing may happen. I tried to jump between cars once, ended up three time zones away.

Once in Susan, I made arrangements to take Friday off from work, several things needed to be arranged.  I won’t spoil the story by telling you everything I did, but one was to set up a small hidden video camera in the living room, this I didn’t let Susan remember. Then Friday afternoon, I picked Lori up from school, and started the plan.

“Have much homework tonight?” I asked.

“Nope.” was the short reply.

“Good, I thought we could do movie and pizza night.”

“Yea, sounds great, can we watch….” she went on about some movie only a 9 year old could want to watch, I just nodded and said it was fine.

One large pizza delivered, one bad movie picked up at red box, everything else ready. Lori took the pizza in to the family room.

“I’ll be in with drinks in a minute.” I told her back as she scampered off. “go ahead and start the movie.”

A few minutes later, I brought in a pitcher of fuzzy navels and two martini glasses, I figured it was a taste she would like.

“Fancy.” she said, looking at the martini glasses I served them in.

“Only the best!” I replied.

The movie was just as bad as expected, but Lori liked it, and the more she drank, the funnier she thought it was. I began to laugh more at her than the movie. Two slices of pizza and about 4 drinks later, she was quite amusing. I took the opportunity to clean up the mess, and start the aforementioned camera.

Another round of drinks, and I suggested a movie from our stockpile, a recent steamy affair that was all the rage a few months ago. Truth was I bought it today.

“You said that was too adult for me.” Lori came back.

“Oh, I think you can handle it.” to which she giggled.

We watched for about 45 minutes. It wasn’t that good, but the sex scenes were fairly graphic for a main stream movie, and it made Lori get real quiet and squirm in her seat, while the fuzzy navels made her very relaxed.

“You know what’s wrong?” I stated as I paused the movie. “when I was in college, me and the girls would watch movies like this, but we would always get dressed up sexy. Made it more fun.”

She looked at me odd, I didn’t know if it was from the alcohol, or not enough of it. “I don’t have anything ‘sexy’.” she said.

Guess she has had enough. “Come on.” I said holding out my hand. “maybe I can find something for you.” And she took my hand and we scampered up the stairs to Susan’s bedroom. I proceeded to dig through the closet.  It was a show, everything I wanted I had purchased today and knew exactly where it was. After gathering everything I wanted, I came back out to the bedroom where Lori was sitting very lazy and relaxed on the bed.

“First things first. Come over her and sit.” I had a 30’s style cabinet that I used for make up and such things. She sat and looked distantly at the mirror. I combed her hair, and put it up in a tall pony tail. I followed by giving her the full make up treatment; foundation, shadow, blush, frosted pink lips, everything. She looked hot.

I stood and walked back to the bed where I laid things before. “This is an old outfit of mine, it might just fit you.” old if you consider 8 hours old. It was the smallest teddy I could find in the stores, very stretchy and very shear. All white with very little lace to break up the shear panels. The white thigh highs were also the smallest I could find, I hoped the would fit her narrow thighs. “OK, take your clothes off and change.” She looked at the outfit strangely. “Need help?”

“Yea.” came the sheepish reply.

She undressed, and helped her step into the teddy, it was so elastic it looked fantastic on her, I could clearly see tiny hard nipples and hairless slit through the material. She sat on  the edge of the bed, and I put the stockings on her, they held, barely. She looked so sexy, bright lips, smokey eyes, and that white lingerie.

“Try these on.” I said, handing her a pair of tall pumps. Simple white leather, way taller than appropriate for a girl her age by a long shot.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk in them, but they fit fine.” she said, admiring them. I was admiring her long legs.

“I’ll help you walk in them. Wait here, I’ll go change.” I went in to the closet to change. Black and red merry widow started it, black stockings, black g-string you can see right through the front of, showing off Susan’s newly bald pussy. All finished off with black stilettos, way taller than appropriate for a girl my age. I returned to the bed room where Lori stared at me with wide eyes. I gave her a runway turn and blew her a kiss, which made her smile and giggle a bit.

“Do I look ok?” I asked her.

“You look great Mommy.” she said, staring between my legs without trying to hide it.

“And you look absolutely beautiful my sweet, and more than a bit sexy to.” I said, causing her to blush. I held out my hand and helped her to her feet, the first few steps were unsteady, then she was off like a pro. We walked down stairs hand in hand, I wasn’t going to let her fall down, she wasn’t that good yet.

She sat down and grabbed her drink, I suggest a different movie, she was agreeable to anything at this point. I put in a full porn I bought, all lesbian, very little story. I made small talk while it got going, told her how nice her hair looked that way…

“You should wear it like that more often.” I told her.

“Maybe.” she said, “have to be able to do it myself.”

“Probably shouldn’t dress like this for school, but you do look hot.” I told her.

“Mom,”  came the reply with more blushing, “I do kind of like the way I feel in this though.”

The first scene of the movie got going, two busty blonds going at it.  Lori sat there staring, mouth half open, not really sure what she was seeing. I kept talking.

“Dressing like this makes me feel sexy, makes me feel good.” I told her. Her small nipples were hard as rocks and poked noticeably through the front to the fabric. “Does it make you feel sexy?” I asked.

“Makes me feel funny, and grown up.” she said, “I like that it all clings to me, that feels nice.”

She never took her eyes off the screen. “They are pretty aren’t they?” I asked.

“Yes, I guess.” she hesitated.  “Their boobs are huge.”

“Yea, I don’t like big ones myself.” my statement caught her off guard. The scene ended after a bit of silence.

The next scene was the one I wanted, stepmom, stepdaughter. She watched, and I watched her. She was clearly getting excited, I could see a small dampening between her legs, and smell the muskyness of it. She was moving her legs together and apart, then squirming in her seat. I adjusted myself, brought one leg up on the couch, and angled tward her, it gave her a great view of Susan’s barely covered pussy, and she noticed. I watched the TV like I hadn’t. I casually ran my right hand up and down my inner thigh a few times, down just past the stocking cuff, then up to the edge of the panties.

I tried not to be to obvious, but the dark spot forming on my panties was getting larger, and Susan’s nipples, large as they are, poked right through the cups. Next time she turned my way, I ran my finger  up and down my slit a few times through the sheer nylon. My inner labia practically sprang out like a jack in the box, Lori’s mouth hung slightly open again.

She looked amazing, and it was time to start.

“Come sit over here sweetie.” I said, patting the couch between my legs. She scooted down, nestled in, and laid back against me. There is no way she didn’t feel my nipples poking in to her back. I wrapped my arms around her, and we sat there for several minutes watching the mother on TV eat her daughters pussy.

I slowly began caressing her through the sheer teddy,  it made her so smooth. Soon I was brave and felt up to her nipple. My right hand found her left nipple, and it was hard, and small, and perfect. About the size and shape of a pea, I rolled it between my thumb and finger, while her breathing got very rapid. My left hand found the other,  and I bent down and kissed her shoulder, then her neck, then higher, just behind her ear. She rolled her head to the side giving her neck up to me. I gently rubbed her tiny tits, while kissing up and down her slender neck.

One hand found it’s way slowly down her abdomen,  past her belly button that once connected us, and felt two puffy labia beneath teddy. I used just 1 finger to stroke up and down her slit slowly, gently, barely touching her. She let out a soft kitten like moan, and opened her legs till they met mine, her stockings caressing mine felt fantastic. She brought her right leg up over mine, opening herself to me, and I kissed her more.

As thin as the nylon teddy was, I wanted to feel her more, I reached down and deftly undid the three small clasps that held the crotch together.  The elasticity caused it to spring open, instantly exposing her, she gasped and turned her face to me. The look on her beautiful cherub face was one of lustful apprehension.  I kissed her perfect frosted pink lips. They didn’t open right away, but my tongue pushed it’s way inside, and once inside, her mouth was very accepting. She tasted of peaches and lust.

My finger ran up and down her now bare slit. It was wet, and slick. As she began to kiss me back, I found the hard jewel at the top of her slit. Her clit was hard and huge, it felt like a small marble, and she moaned in my mouth when I rubbed it. I broke our kiss and stopped rubbing her, and stared into her angelic face, now flush.

“Do you like this baby girl?” I asked .

She nodded “Yes Mommy.” and as if to make the point, she grabbed my wrist and started rubbing my hand against her pussy again.

We separated a bit. “Do you want to do all those things you saw in the movie with me?”

She nodded again, “All of it Mommy.”

I smiled, “I’m so glad.” I continued to caress her clit, and used my left hand to lower the strap and release my left tit. Susan has great tits, c cups, perky, smallish areolas and large rose colored nipples.

“Come suck mommy’s nipple, like when you were a baby.” I asked, cupping under my breast, holding toward her.

Lori slowly leaned forward, unsure of what to do. When her face was close, she struck out her tongue and gave it a quick lick, then pulled back.

“Relax baby girl.” and I put my left hand behind her head, and pulled her mouth gently to my tit. She opened her mouth and latched on like she had never stopped nursing. “little slower baby… there, that’s it.” and she was suckling on her mother’s breast again. I continued to stroke her enlarged clit, and I kissed the top of her head.

“Stand up for a minute.” I told her. We broke our incestuous embrace, she stood and I followed. I pulled my panties down and off, and she started at my pussy again.

“What’s the matter Lori sweetie?” I asked.

“What happened to all your hair?” she enquired.

“I had it all taken off, I wanted to look more like you.” Really it was because it felt better bald. “Do you like it?”

“Yes, can I touch it?” she said with a panting lustfulness.

“I want you to, I want you to do lots of things to mommy’s pussy…” she didn’t wait for me to finish and she had her hand on my cunt. Kind of clumsily, she rubbed me up and down from the top of my slit, back to my anus, back and forth several times. It was soon a wet mess.

“That feels really good Lori, you make mommy feel so good.” I told her.

“Mommy, would you lick my pussy like the mommy in the movie did?”

“I would love that baby. I’ve been wanting to lick your pussy again for years. Sit back on the couch, like that, now spread your legs real wide for mommy to get in there, just like the daughter on the movie did.”

With that she brought her legs wide,  almost splits. Her little cunt lips opened up for me, I could see her clit poking out, her virginity lay before me. I got on my knees and lowered my bright red lips to hers,  and licked from one end to the other. She tasted sweet and salty, and was so very wet. I swirled my tongue around her clit several times, savoring the delicious feeling of a daughters clit dancing under her mother’s tongue. Lori moaned loudly, and tilted her hips up at me. I began to alternate between licking and sucking her clit. One of her legs found it’s way behind my head, the feel of the silky nylon over her ankle, and the smooth leather of her heels against my neck was delightful.  I increased my efforts. The more I pleasured her, the louder she got, and soon she was letting out long, sustained moans that practically echoed.

“That feels so good mommy. Please don’t stop, please just keep licking my pussy mommy.”

And I did. Soon the other leg was behind my head, and they were both pulling me hard in to her. Her pelvis thrusting up and down at my face, making it hard to keep contact with her clit, but I did. Faster and faster it went.

“Oh mommy… mommy… mommy you better stop… something….”

And she pulled my face in to her pussy hard and kept it there, her hips came up and stayed. She screamed out as loud as her voice would go…

“Mommy…. Mommy….Mommy…” The last one trailing out for most of a minute as she experienced the first orgasm of her young life.

I pulled my face away from her cunt, coated with her spectacular girl juices, climbed to her and kissed her. Stopping to gently suck from her tiny nipples on the way.

“That was your first orgasm baby. Did you like what mommy did to you?”

She didn’t say anything, she just grabbed my face and kissed me hard, her small tongue jetting on to my mouth. When we broke the kiss I asked “Could you do that to mommy now?”

“I will try.” she said.

We changed positions, and she looked directly in to my pussy for a moment.

“Its ok baby, just do your best.” I told her. “Sweetie, sometimes mommy talks nasty when she’s getting her pussy eaten. You just keep licking ok?”

“Ok mommy.” and she buried her face in me.

She was awkward and clumsy, but she certainly did her best. She licked me up and down, she put her tongue as far in me as she could, she licked inside and out.

“Here baby, lick right here.” And I reached behind her head and positioned her on my clit. “Feel that little hard bump? Lick that.” And she did. I put my legs behind her head to hold her in position, and used my hands to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. She licked me so good.

“Ok baby, you’re about to make mommy cum… that’s such a good girl making mommy cum like this… such a naughty girl making mommy cum like this… such a nasty little girl eating your mommy’s pussy like this… eat mommy’s pussy baby… eat me… oh baby here it comes…” and with that I came on her sweet little face.

Her face was glazed with my fluids as she looked up at me, I waved her up to me and she was kissing me a second later, I wrapped my legs around her small ass holding her in place. The orgasm hand not satiated my labido.

“Get up baby, I want you to do something for, well, to me.” I said as we broke our embrace. I retrieved a bag of toys from a drawer I bought earlier that day. Inside was a strapon with a velcro harness that would adjust way down.

“Here sweetie, let’s close this.” I told her as I reattached the crotch of her teddy. She looked disappointed, but I thought it would be more comfortable. The strapon had a dildo that was smallish, about 6 inches by 1 inch, but Susan’s pussy was tight. I strapped Lori up, and laid down on the floor, legs spread vulgerly wide.

“Come on baby, time to fuck mommy like a good girl.”

She walked over, before dropping to her knees between mine. I leaned forward, grabbed the phallus and pulled her to me.

“Come on baby, mommy needs a good fucking, and you need to give it to me.” I rubbed the tip up and down my slit, getting it wet and slick.

“Ok, push it in.” I said as I positioned the tip. She slowly drove it home, pausing when her pelvis met mine. It filled me just right.

I started moving my hips up and down at her. “Come on baby, give your mommy a good fucking, I need it so bad.” And she did. She started thrusting in and out, quick at first, then faster. She was like a jackhammer pounding me, her tiny hips practically fitting between my legs. I didn’t last long, moments later I was in the throws of my second, and then third orgasm of the evening. After the last one, I wrapped my legs around Lori and held her tight to me, I just couldn’t take any more.

“That’s enough baby, you made mommy cum twice.” I told her. She smiled proudly. “Ok baby, up and out of mommy.” I released my legs and she pulled out, a bit quicker than I would have preferred.

I began unstraping her, and when it was loose, she stepped out. I quickly put it on myself, and little Lori’s eye got big. She was standing next to me now, I reached down and began to stroke her slit through the teddy.

“This is going to be great baby, now mommy gets to fuck you.” I told her, then pushed the crotch or the teddy aside, and thrust a finger through her opening. She open her legs slightly, accepting it fully. The lack of hymen was a pleasant surprise. Her small vagina seemed to draw me in to it, holding me in with its warm wetness.

“Lay down now Lori, mommy is going to do you.” I told her as I pulled my finger from her cunt and undid the clasps the held the teddy together.

And with that, lori got on the floor and splayed herself wide for me. Her small vagina opened up for me in a vulgar display of prepubescent sexuality and lust. As if to emphasize the point, she reached down and began rubbing her clit roughly. I dropped to my knees, positioned myself between her beautiful long legs, and aimed for her virgin pussy. She tensed up as soon as it touched her and her legs came together, but it went in smoothly, albeit with some resistance. When I bottomed out, there was still some space between us, the tip hitting inside her. The look on her face was a combination of shock, lust, and pleasure.

“How does that feel baby? ” I asked

“Full. Is it all in?” She asked.

“Almost.” I replied, and she felt her pussy and the synthetic cock that impaled it.

“Put it all in.” She said.

“It won’t fit sweetie, maybe some day. But for now…” and I began going at her.

Slow at first, and only an inch or so, in and out. Soon faster. As my pace quicken, so did the stroke, and soon I was going the full length of the shaft, or at least all she could take. Then her legs fell away wide, and her eyes seemed lost in pleasure. Her small body shook with each thrust, and every stroke elicited a pleasurable groan, followed by a small whimper as I pulled back. I could see the orgasm building in her. Her tiny hips would push back in to me as I thrusted, and she seemed to get a thrill when the dildo bumped her cervix, squealing in excitement. Her small labia seemed stretched to the limit, then her legs wrapped around my waist and locked. She began bucking hard in to me, hard and fast, I just held myself as she was fucking me from the bottom like a crazy nymphet.

Her orgasm broke over her like a tidal wave, she thrust her hips up at me one last time, and held herself tightly in place as her body shook and convulsed for what seemed like minutes. As she came down from her orgasmic high, she eased up on her legs and slowly slid down off the dildo, coming to a rest on the floor as the member eased itself from her bright red pussy lips. She, however, showed only a momentary slowing.

She got up off her back, and got on all fours in front of me. “Let’s try it like this. ” and with that she pulled her firm little butt cheeks apart, exposing ass and cunt to me.

“You want mommy to fuck you doggie style baby?” I asked, mostly I just wanted to hear her say it.

“Yea mommy, get behind me and fuck me hard.” Came the nasty reply, it sounded so sexy from her young lips.

“Let’s do it over here.” I said standing up, then helping her up. She was unsteady again in her heels, but they made her legs look so damn hot, there was no way I was letter her take them, or the stockings off. The teddy however, I pulled off her when she stood, and spent a few minutes sucking and licking those adorable, hard pink nipples.

I positioned her standing near the couch, bent her over, resting her chest on the back of the couch.

“Spread that ass for me baby, mommy is ready fuck you again.” I said with a lustful rasp in my voice.

She spread her ass wider, I thought she might pull herself apart she was so splayed open. I move farward between her wide legs, pulled up one of her stockings that had started to sag, and lowered myself. I bent my knees so the tip just touched her opening.

“Dont go slow mommy, fuck me hard and fast right away.” Such a torrid request from such sweet lips.

“Ok baby, some day mommy will fuck that sweet ass of yours too” I reached around and grasped the front of her hips, then I lifted her up and thrust forward in one motion, impaling her in one movement. She cried out in pleasurable shock.

I held her up, legs wide, feet dangling, as I pounded her hard, all the dildo fit in this position, and I felt my abdomen slapping against her hard ass. All she could do was take, and love it. And she did both. I pounded her for 5 long minutes, and then her third orgasm of the night was upon her.

“Oh yes mommy, fuck me hard… fuck your baby hard… fuck me harder mommy… fuck your baby…” it was so hot hearing her talk like that.

And then she started to cum, her legs went limp, then stared shaking and twitching, her lovely ass seemed to have a seizure of it’s own, and her head lulled about randomly as she screamed out. Then she lay still for several minutes. I pulled the dildo out to a audible sucking sound as it left her.

“You ok Lori?” I asked.

“That was awesome mommy, but I think that is all I can take tonight.” She said through pants.

“Ok baby” I chuckled, “let’s go to bed.”

And we did, I let her sleep with me, I needed to, and we cuddled in bed for maybe 10 minutes before we were both asleep.

By both, I mean Lori and Susan. I never sleep.

As soon as Susan was in a deep sleep, I left her and moved to Lori. As Lori I got up, and went down stairs. Susan would not remember setting up the video camera, I however, did. And I went to it, and retrieved the memory card. I got on the family computer, uploaded and encrypted copy of the evenings debauchery to the cloud, and then made a couple of copies for me.

I gathered up my clothes, the teddy from the family room, the stockings and shoes from Susan’s room, took the porn movie from the disc player, and went back to bed, Lori’s bedroom this time. Morning came as it always does.

I had left all the memories of the night, excluding the camera, in Susan, she would remember fucking her daughter, and remember enjoying it alot. But it didn’t know how she would react. That is the fun part.

I was up before mom, and went down stairs, ate breakfast, showered, got dressed, and watched some tv before mom woke. I heard her in the shower first.

One other thing I didn’t let Susan remember, she bought a few outfits of lingerie for Lori, she only knew about the one for now. The one I was currently wearing was all black, lace black a-cup bra that I couldn’t fill out, but showed my tiny nipples, and a nice black garterbelt, that held up black back seemed stockings that led to very sexy black patent heels. No panties today! I wore my old long robe over it, and sat at the computer, back to the stairs.

When mom finally came down, she was quiet, and went to the kitchen for a minute without talking to me. When she emerged, she started to speak, I still had my back to her.

“Sweetie, we need to talk about last night.” She started, voice shaky and unsure. “I don’t what came over me, but that can’t ever happen again.”

“Well,” I said, “what came over you was me, well ‘on’ you anyway.”

“What do you…” she started, then it faded out.

“And as for it never happening again, well that genie is out of the bottle.” I told her as I rose, and turned to her. I opened my robe, let it fall, it puddled on the floor behind me.

She stared at me, mouth agape. I walked, well, more sauntered over to her, slowly, putting as much swing in these little hips as I could. She looked me up and down, not sure what to make of me.

“You started something last night, and I don’t want it to stop, you and I are lovers now, and I want to keep it that way. And judging by the way you loved eating my pussy last night, and the way your nipples got hard the minute you saw this,” I ran my hands slowly and sexually up and down my body as I said that part, “you don’t want it to stop either.”

By this time I was right next to her, and I reached around and grabbed her ass. She pushed my hands away, and stepped back.

“Lori honey, we can’t, it’s just not right.” She protested, “never again.”

“You don’t want to play with these anymore?” I asked pinching both my nipples, tugging them so the skin tented out as I stepped tward her.

“Stop that, and why are you dressed like that. ” she said both as a statement while stepping back.

“But mommy, I want you to lick my pussy again.” As I said this, I stuck a finger in my pussy, brought my finger to my lips and sucked it clean.

“Lori you shouldn’t be doing that, you should not talk like that.” She stammered.

I turned and bent way over, “You said you’d fuck my ass someday mommy, you wouldn’t lie about that would you?”

“Thats enough Lori, no more. ” she finally had some sternness to her voice.

I turned and walked back to the computer, slowly, swinging my hips as best as a 9 year old can. When I looked back, she was watching my ass.

“Come here mommy, I have something to show you.” And with that she cautiously crossed the room, but didn’t get too close to me.

I open a few folders, and found the file from last night, double clicked, and it started. I didn’t need preliminaries, so I clicked the progress bar to mid way. On the screen, and through the very loud speakers, was a not great movie, that clearly showed Susan, eating her little girls pussy.

“Oh watch, I’m about to cum.” I told her, and then my body on the screen could be seen shaking and screaming.

I clicked further along, tward the end, and there I was, laying on the floor, with my mommy fucking me with a strapon, both of us clearly enjoying it.

“Hot isn’t it?” I asked, but the smell of her pussy was not left over from last night, and she couldn’t hardly hide her arousal.

“You need to delete that now.” She said.

“Sure,” I closed the window, right clicked the file, clicked delete, and it vanished.

A sheepish “thank you” hung in the air.

“You know that is not the only copy, right?” I said, as I rose and turned to her. I was almost her height in the heels.

She had nothing to say.

“Were lovers now, you can go along willingly, or unwillingly, but you are mine, or that video finds it’s way to the wrong people, got it?” I was firm in my voice, well sort of, as firm as a horny 9 year old can be.

She nodded.

I walked to the coffee table, put my right foot, in it’s way too tall pumps, on it, and called her over.

“My pussy needs licked, get over here and eat me.” I stated simply.

My mommy didn’t move however, she just stared at me.

“Get your ass over here and eat me now!” I ordered, and this brought her out of her transe.

She walked over and stood in front of me, not sure of what to do.

“Mommy,” I said very sweetly, “get on your knees and lick my pussy.”

With that she slowly went to her knees, and stared at my lips. I reached behind her head and pulled her face between my legs, I was horny and wet, and she was being too slow.

“Get that tongue out and get it on my clit.” I ordered. She finally seemed to understand. Her tongue extended and she began going up and down my slit. “Right there mommy, right there on my clit.”

She actually started to eat me for real. Rhythmic licking of my clit, in my already aroused state, and I was soon cumming. I held on to her head to keep my balence as my hips convulsed in to her face, I screamed out loudly. When the orgasm ebbed from my body, I stood on my own, then sat back on the couch collecting my breath.

“Come here mommy.” I said through staggered pants.

She walked over and stood beside me.

“Drop your pants.” And she did as instructed.

I pulled her panties down, and exposed her to me. Her panties were almost soaked through, and a glistening sheen was obvious over labia. She was very excited.

“You liked that didn’t you?” I asked the already answered question. I looked up at her face. “You did, you really got turned on by that.”

She nodded shamefully.

“Don’t be sad mommy, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I stood up in front of her. “I want to do lots more. And because I know it turns you on too,” I reached down quickly pushed a couple of finger inside her, and gave them a good wiggle. “We will do…” I licked one of my fingers clean in front of her, she blushed, “Lots more”, I put the other finger from her pussy in her mouth, and she sucked it clean without instruction.

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Was I becoming an incestuous lesbian with my brother?

I was sitting on the edge of my vanity talking to my brother, teasing him because he had a big yellow zit on his forehead. “You can’t go out with Yvonne looking like that; you better put a band-aid on your head to hide it.”

“Oh yeah, that’d be real hot, a nice plastic plaster of Ironman over my eye. Or maybe Big Bird, bright yellow.” He looked past my shoulder to the mirror behind me “god, that’s fucking ugly.”

“Why worry about it, the only head she wants to look at isn’t on your shoulders.” I knew Yvonne; she’d been fucking my brother for several months. Carl put his fingers on the pimple and started to pinch it, “Stop, I want to do it” I told him.

He glanced from the mirror to my face “You gonna squeeze my zit?”

“Sure, why not, I do my own, and after I can put some blush or something over it. Hide it with makeup.”

He leaned his head back from me and glared at me intently, “Make up? Like some sort of fucking fagot or something. I ain’t’ gay!”

I grabbed his chin in my hand and held his face still “lots of guys are doing make up now, not like a woman but enough to hide things like the really charming spot on your face. Come on, let me do it for you, I promise you won’t fucking die or anything.”

I hopped off the vanity then reached for the offending blister over his right eye; an angry red volcano with a white pus filled head. I pinched it between my index fingers lightly; it was so ready it erupted, pus forming as a large bubble on the end of my finger. I wiped the mess off with a tissue then told him to sit. Carl inspected his wound in the mirror before he turned and sat on the padded bench. I reached behind him for foundation and blush, as I did my breast rested against his shoulder; he bumped me, putting more pressure on my tit before I moved away. It didn’t bother me that he did that; it wasn’t the first time and it was reflective of the affinity between us. Carl and I talked and joked easily as I applied the camouflage to his face, we bandied words about him going gay and having to give up Yvonne for some guy named Yancy.

“Why Yancy?” he asked.

“Cause Yancy is a gay name, perfect for you.” He laughed and poked me in the ribs, tickling me enough that I fluffed powder over his nose which made him sneeze.

I worked on the red spot for a few minutes, blending the make up into his forehead, matching the colors with his suntanned skin. When I was done he examined my work carefully from up close, his nose almost touching the mirror, to far back for a complete view of his face.

“Well, okay, I guess I can live with it. Thanks.”

It was still early, Carl wasn’t going out for a couple more hours and my date was even later so I wanted to have some more fun with my brother. I grabbed a mascara brush then told him “Sit, I’m not done.”

“What the fuck? I’m good, you hid it well, it will be dark and we won’t be staring at the other too much, she closes her eyes when we get it on.”

“Really? That’s no fun; I like to see who’s got his prick in me. Sit down, let’s play a little, I want to see if you’d be a pretty girl, we got time.”

“You ever put make up on a guy before?”

“I used to paint dad’s toenails when I was little, he wouldn’t let me do his fingers.”

“Ain’t the same.”

“Sure it is, come on; just sit still so I don’t poke your eyes out or something.”

For the next ten minutes I fussed with Carl’s lids and lashes. I painted him up with dark blue liner and pulled the lashes with my black brush. My brother has cobalt eyes and by the time I was done highlighting them with makeup I was intrigued by how deep they looked. Deep, blue and sexy. Yes I thought it, Sexy, my own brothers eyes. When I capped my mascara brush he turned and looked into the mirror “Fuck, that looks weird.”

“No it doesn’t, you have really sexy eyes. You look like a rock star or something.”

I pulled him around again then told him to sit sideways across my bench. When he did I sat on the other end facing him. I grabbed more blush and started on his brow, cheeks and chin. Carl sat quietly while I fussed with the makeup, rubbing, blending, wiping off and starting over with a different shade. He sat still for twenty minutes until I got the look I wanted. I was having fun, I felt like I was doing movie make up for a star or something. The entire time we were talking and the longer we talked the more intimate the conversation got.

“You ever do this with your boyfriends?”

“No.”

“What do you do with your boyfriends?”

I sat back and looked into his made up eyes “I fuck them, but don’t think I’m some sort slut or something, I don’t have ‘boyfriends’ like a whole stable full of studs.”

“So how big is your stable, how many hard-ons have you sat on?”

“You ask me that again and I’ll be sitting on yours only it won’t be slipping and sliding in me, I’ll sit just long enough to crush it to pulp.”

“Oooo, that sound fun, let’s try it.”

“Stop talking or you’ll smear the lip gloss.”

“I fucked nine girls” he announced as if I cared.

“You’re still talking.”

He quit moving his lips to let me paint them. While I was focused on his mouth my mind was running names through my head. Nine. I knew five but the other four were the next question for Carl. “Okay, Ilene, Margo, Belinda, Cassie and Yvonne. Who else, do I know them?”

He smiled, giving me glimpse of a corner of his lip I needed to touch up. “Diane, Sally, Randi and Shonda.”

“Shonda? She a black girl!”

“Yeah, a fucking hot black girl, sex with her was like screwing a volcano. Didn’t you do a black guy?”

“No and I don’t know if I would, none have asked me out so I never got the chance to say yes or no.”

I was done. I got off the bench and looked down on my brother and decided he would be a pretty woman. “Take a look; you’re kind of appealing that way.”

He looked at himself critically, “Appealing for who, Yancy or Yvonne?”

I wasn’t’ ready to stop “Yancy is gay, Yvonne is a girl, let’s see if we can make you appeal to a straight guy, somebody I’d fuck.”

He looked at me warily “What do you mean?”

I went to my closet and pulled out a dress that was too large for me, “Put this on, I want you to dress like me.”

Carl turned red, his eyes widened in disbelief, “What,” he squeaked, “you want me to dress like a fucking bitch now?”

I grabbed his shirt and started opening the buttons, “Come on Carl, we’re having fun, this will never leave my bedroom. I promise.”

He hesitated for a long moment, I thought he was going to flee my insanity but his eyes relaxed then he pulled the open shirt off his wide shoulders and dropped it to the floor. As he picked up the dress I had another flash “Stop, not yet!” I pulled open my underwear drawer and pulled out a black lacy bra. “This first.”

Again he stopped cold and stared at me the muttered “You ever tell anybody about this I’ll fuck you up forever.”

To my unbounded delight he took the bra and slipped it up his arms. I went behind him to clasp the strap then moved to his front again. The 34 C cups were stretched flat because of his broad back and chest, he was looking at his profile in the mirror, “Hmm, I’m not impressed.” I grabbed a pair of nylons and handed them to him. “Stuff these in there, that will help.”

“You stuff them, putting this on was bad enough.” I gleefully filled the flat boob holder until it looked like he had a pair of tits standing proud from his chest. He checked the mirror again, “Okay, better, almost a handful now.”

I stood back as Carl picked up the dress and held it out to look at it. He dropped the dress on my bed then opened his jeans, pulled them down then stepped out of them one leg at a time. He surprised me because I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen him in only underwear, if ever. He was wearing snug thigh length briefs that formed tightly around his cock and balls giving me a sharp relief view of his works. I startled myself by thinking that just maybe Yvonne and the others enjoyed that a lot. He picked up the dress again and started to step a foot into the neck.

“No, over your head. Pull it down from the top otherwise you won’t get your arms though the sleeves.” Carl lifted the garment, held his arms high and let my pale yellow summer dress slip down his body. He put his arms into the short sleeves then turned to look at me as it settled on his shoulders. “Turn around.”

I managed to pull the zipper up to its top then put my hands on his hips to turn him to me. When I stepped back to look at my made-up, dressed up brother I began to laugh. He looked at his image in the mirror and started laughing with me. The dress was tight around him, his brand new tits were lopsided and he’d smeared his makeup but none of that mattered, we weren’t looking for a beauty queen.

As I looked him up and down I sniggered, “Man, you got fucking ugly woman legs, maybe in Russia are the girls so hairy.”

He lifted the skirt and looked down and started chuckling with me then asked “Got some panty hose? Maybe that will make them look better.”

I rummaged in my dresser for a pair of dark panty hose and handed them to him. He looked at the wad of nylon, “Those are supposed to fit you? They’re all fucking shriveled up!”

“They’ll stretch, if they were bigger they’d be like baggy and loose. Put ’em on.”

My brother sat on the edge of my bed and worked the hosiery over his feet and up the calves of his legs. When they were at the knees he stood and struggled to pull them higher. I was smiling at his feeble attempts to pull them up when he looked at me exasperated, “Fuck, if getting dressed like a girl is this hard, I’m glad I got something hanging. Fuck!”

I stepped closer, pulled the skirt up and grabbed the top of the nylon then stretched and tugged until it came up, over his ass and around his waist. They were tight so I looked at his crotch to see how they fit; his bulge was flattened considerably against his groin. “Where did your nuts go, between your legs?”

He bent his head to look under the skirt which I was still holding high “Donno, they don’t hurt.”

The next thing I did shocked me even as I did it. I reached between my brother’s legs and felt for his prick and balls. I rubbed the front of the panty hose over the compressed lump of his cock then held his compacted nuts in my hand. Carl jerked and sipped a breath which made me look into his made-up eyes. “Holy fuck Gwen, you can do that again!”

So I did. I squeezed his balls and rubbed the palm of my hand over his prick and said “That’s what it feels like to be a girl on a date.” I looked at the panty hose again “But next time you wear panty hose take the underwear off first. You got too much protection; a guy can’t get a good feel that way.” I dropped the dress; it fell almost to his knees.

“Won’t be a next time.”

“Oh come on bro, I’m having fun, your aren’t?” For some reason I was feeling bold as hell so I rubbed on the outline of his cock through the dress material again “I’d like to see this behind nylon but without the fucking underwear. You can’t deprive me of that can you” I flirted coyly?

My brother studied my face for a long few seconds then said “Help me out of all this, I gotta go see Yvonne.”

“Can I take your picture first?”

“Fuck you bitch! No fucking way!” I only smiled, I didn’t think he would let me but I had to ask. Playtime was over. I cleaned his face, he went his way and I went mine and neither of us mentioned my brother’s cross-dressing.

Two months later, three days before Halloween, Carl came to me “Hey, I want to dress like a fucking whore on Halloween. I’m going to Brad’s costume party; I bet I could win the Skullcandy headphones if you help me.”

“A fucking whore? Man, when you say it like that it sounds disgusting. We can fix you up but you gotta think ‘wholesome’ not ‘dirty’. We can make you a beauty queen and you can act the whore if you want.”

Carl’s smiled so big I could count all 32 teeth “Yeah, that’s awesome.”

Since my brother is five inches taller and 60 pounds heavier than me my clothes were not an option. We went to a local thrift shop to buy his costume. We walked out with a black satin semi-formal gown, size 11 pumps with one inch heels and a bra that would stretch around his chest, D cup. It was going to take a lot of foam peanuts to fill my brother’s tits. He also found a ratty old blonde wig but with a little care and cleaning it would be good enough under the dim lights at the party.

I washed the wig then mounted it over a volley ball and set it. Leaving the fake hair to cure I carefully laid out the rest of the clothing then planned the makeup. By the afternoon of Halloween I had a clear picture in my mind what Carl would look like; I liked the picture, he would be a pretty woman. I had to keep my humor in check because I could only think of how shocked he would be if some guy made a real fucking pass at him.

“You gotta shave close today, you gonna shave your legs too?”

“Hell no, not my legs!”

“That’s okay, that’s why we bought the black panty hose. Not only will they look sexy with the black dress and shoes, your hairy Russian woman legs won’t give you away.” Carl laughed easily at my dig on his legs.

I started on his face and by the end of an hour it was hard to see the masculine features. As I did the first time, I used eyeliner to bring out his gorgeous blues then make up tones that highlighted the natural tan of his skin. I finished him off with stunning red lip gloss and nails. After he was done we started on the clothes. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, I had him take that off before I started the makeup so he stood and stripped his Dockers to the floor, in seconds Carl was standing in front of me wearing only a pair of those body hugging, thigh length briefs. For the first time in my life my brother caused my tummy to do a little flop. I liked what I was looking at.

We started with the bra; I’d found some foam rubber in the garage and cut two pieces to fit the cups. He put the fake breasts on and after I adjusted them for fit he ogled himself in the mirror. His smile was priceless and I had to ask “Can I please, pleeeezze take some pictures, this is gonna be something to remember?”

My brother hesitated, frowned then said “What the fuck, this is my Halloween costume, okay;” he paused, “these tits are huge!”

I snapped four pics on my IPhone then told him to put on the nylons. Carl sat on the edge of my bed and pulled on the black L’eggs panty hose. When he stood to lift them over his ass and body I had to stop him “Man, you gotta take off the underpants. They are way too bulky for a smooth fit; they will totally show through the dress.”

He stopped and looked up at me “Off, like nothing on under my skirt but nylon?”

“Take the nylons off.” I dashed to my dresser then snatched up a pair of full body panties, made to keep panty lines and bulges from showing around the legs and groin “Put these on, they’ll hold you tight and won’t show through the dress.”

“You’re fucking kidding right? I should wear a pair of your panties? What the hell?”

“Fuck it Carl, you going to let some guy feel you up? No, so nobody will know and the dress will hang better.”

My older brother stared hard at me for a long time, I thought he was going to stop the whole dress up thing but then his face softened slightly “Turn around bitch, I’ll change.”

Emboldened by his acquiescence and what he had let me do to him so far I replied “Change them, I’m not turning around.”

He shrugged his shoulders then dropped his briefs and kicked them off his ankles; I caught myself staring at his exposed manhood. Once again my stomach roiled with a twist and tickle as I looked at his limp cock hanging like a butcher’s sausage over his large balls; fuck, my brother was well hung. As he pulled my spandex panties up his legs a flare of heat flashed like lightening in my pussy but I had to stifle a giggle while watching him adjust his big prick so it would be comfortable under the tight lingerie’.

After donning the panties and nylons Carl slipped the dress down over his upraised arms. I helped him pull it down over his fake tits and body. Once I zipped it up I stepped back to take another picture thinking that Carl was quickly forming into Carla, a hot woman, he just needed the wig and shoes.

He wobbled in the shoes but he quickly got used to the low heels. I placed the blond wig that I had cleaned and curled over his head, made some final adjustments and took some final pictures. My brother Carl had almost disappeared and Carla was my new sibling. I was delighted that my work looked so goddamn good on him – or her.

“Awesome, you’re gonna win the headphones” I announced, “and maybe score your tenth piece of ass only it will be with some hot guy.”

I laughed easily and took one last picture as he retorted “Not ever! I maybe will let some lezzie bitch feel for my goods but never a guy. Boy would she get a surprise.”

Carl took off to pick up Yvonne who was supposed to be dressed like a forest fairy. I thought it completely hilarious and ironic that a fairy would be taking another fairy to the costume party.

Twenty minutes later my brother called me “Hey, Yvonne was totally repulsed by my costume; she won’t even talk to me. I gotta find someone to go to the party; I don’t want to face that crowd alone. Can you get ready, you can go with me?”

My plans for the night were to hang with a couple of my girlfriends so I wasn’t’ breaking any important commitments “Sure, that’d be fun, what do I wear?”

“Put on some of my stuff, you can be my man date.”

Dressing up as a man was a hell of a lot easier than dressing Carl as a woman. I darkened my cheeks and chin with mascara to simulate a day’s growth, wrapped my shoulder length hair under a ball cap and put on some oversized jeans and a flannel work shirt. Hard toed work boots and a dirt stained Carhartt canvas coat completed my work-a-day outfit. Carl honked as he drove up so I dashed to the car and we hurried off to the party. He stopped at a red light and looked me over “Not bad but your face doesn’t match the clothes.”

“What do you mean?”

“You should have a broken nose or something, your too pretty to be a blue collar thug.”

I leaned toward him, “Why don’t you drive the car sweetheart,” I put a hand on his knee and moved it under his skirt up his thigh, “I’ll work on being a thug.”.

He shifted his leg from me “What the fuck are you doing?”

I squeezed his leg and whispered in his ear “I’m making a pass at you, as a woman you better get used to blue collar fucks like me.” I pressed the edge of my hand on his mashed prick then pulled away and sat back up to enjoy the ride.

When Carl went into the house ahead of me the first thing I heard was nothing. Silence, thick and heavy as the throng looked as us. It was a full ten seconds before somebody shouted “Carl? You fucking tranny, look at you!” As soon as one recognized him the rest of the room joined in laughing and hooting at my cross-dressed brother. He was an instant hit and wasn’t shy about flaunting his pretty face while telling his buddies that I had done that to him. There were jokes and comments about him sneaking up stairs and showing his friends just how friendly he might be. I knew some of the people in the room so I didn’t feel left out as the party resumed.

After five hours of the Halloween celebration we left. Carl had the Skullcandy noise reducing headphones and I had a hell of a buzz from alcohol and a couple of pills that were fucking with my head. As soon as we got into the car my brother handed me a plastic Wal-Mart bag with my spandex panties inside. “What the hell? You took these off?”

“Yeah, they were crushing my nuts, man it felt good to get out of them”

“You mean that there is just thin nylon between you and anybody who might try to cop a feel? Man I gotta tell you, that’s either living dangerously or living adventurously. Maybe both.”

As he started down the street toward home he asked “What do you mean?”

I wasn’t thinking, I wasn’t being rational, I was just feeling totally frisky and having a lot of fun “I mean if you was a real girl and I was a man I could reach between your legs and feel for your sweet pussy, those nylons don’t offer any protection from an animal like me.” I leaned across the console between the seats then reached under his dress and cupped his nuts in my hand. I rolled them in my fingers then pressed up to massage his cock. I felt it twitch and start to solidify. My brother was getting a boner so I stroked it even more, enjoying the feeling of power I had as it filled my fist. I inched closer to Carl and laid my head on his shoulder as I pumped his erection until it was long, hot and thudding under the thin material. He spread his legs to give me more room.

He had to stop at another light so while the car was still he reached under his skirt, pulled my hand away then lifted his ass; I heard a tearing of fabric as he sighed “God, now it ain’t pinched anymore.”

I put my hand right back where I wanted it and found no barrier between his long stiff cock and my fingers. “You ripped my panty hose open” I asked stupidly?

“I was hurting, now I’m wearing crotchless panties, what can you do with them?”

My head got dizzy; my mind opened an avalanche of delightfully wicked thoughts and my stomach flipped as if I were on a plunging rollercoaster. I leaned over his lap, pulled the skirt up and kissed the head of my brother’s erection. The first lip contact caused it to jerk; I formed my lips around the head of his prick and licked the ooze from the hole. Having discovered that he tasted like any other cock I’d sucked I pressed down on him and began fucking my brother orally. I was stroking his nylon covered legs; the feeling of the smooth material under my hand was turning me on even more. I knew I should stop what I was doing but the longer I gave Carl head, the more I wanted from him. If he had let go and filled my mouth with hot ball juice just then I would have climaxed with him.

But he didn’t. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head out of his lap. “Fuck me Gwen, we can’t be doing that!”

I recovered from my moment of lustful craziness enough to say “Your right but I was just showing you what a woman has to put up with sometimes. After all, you invited my attack by taking your panties off for me then ripping the nylons, it’s hard to resist an invitation like that.”

“Well it aint’ fair, you have access to my treasures but you’re all wrapped up in work clothes. How is a girl supposed to get what she wants if she has to fight through the coat and pants and stuff?”

“Come on, you should know that, just one whiff of hot pussy and any man will start shedding shirts and shoes. Hell, if I was thinking with my prick and you gave me a hint I could fuck you and I’d be stripping right here in the car.”

“You don’t have a prick.”

“Don’t nitpick; you want to fuck or not?” The words were out before I realized I said them.

Carl looked at me then turned up a dark tree lined street. In moments we were parked under the black shadowed overhang of a large maple tree on the side of the road. I was pulling off the coat and shoes even before he cut the engine. I leaned back on the headrest then unhooked and pulled the jeans off my legs. Wearing his flannel shirt and my own brief panties I crawled between the bucket seats to the back, my brother followed me. He grabbed my panties and ripped the left side open then pulled the ruined rag off my right leg. My heart was hammering, my nipples strained to stand under my bra. I was on my back with my head on the armrest when he pushed my legs apart, lifted his skirt then probed for the entrance of my sex.

Carl wasn’t being too tender or gentle when he shoved that beautiful muscle into me. I was hot, slippery and willing but even then the girth of his cock stretched me. I felt my hole easing wider, accepting him as he plunged and thrust, mashing his groin against mine in the dance of life. My brother started fucking me and I loved it.

I had my eyes full open watching him, I told him before I liked seeing who had their prick in me and he was no different. I couldn’t get enough of his face, the makeup, the blonde wig. I was being manhandled by my ‘sister’ and it heated me up even more. His erection extended through the torn panty hose so his nylon covered legs were rubbing deliciously on the inside of my legs. My lungs were begging for cool air, my body began to shake from the tension building; I grabbed Carla by the wig, pulled her down and put my lips on hers, smearing her lip gloss and make up as I savaged her mouth with my tongue, I felt strong hands slip under my ass and hold me tight against the pounding cock.

It hit like lightening from nowhere. The orgasm didn’t build up, it slammed from my womb like a balloon bursting, releasing the pent up pressure in one thunderclap of ecstasy. I arched my back off the seat of the car and quaked in frozen silence then Carl grabbed my ass harder and I felt the rapid explosions of cum flooding me, warming my belly even more.

Carl/Carla relaxed down on me, the press of his weight on my pelvis couldn’t keep me from floating on a cushion of rapture but I was sweating like a fucking dock worker so I pushed my sixth lover away from me. He went to his knees on the floor of the car then looked intently at the cum oozing from my cunt. “Jesus on a fucking rope girl, I never thought that could happen.”

I smiled up at the smeared make up; into his eyes “I guess you found a lezzie bitch to feel your goods, only she wasn’t as surprised as she should have been.”

“I’m surprised enough for both of us, you ready to go home?”

I sat up “Just like that we’re done? One hop into the back seat and it’s over? How fucking typical!”

As Carl wedged back through the bucket seats he said “I have to get out of this dress and bra, I’ll need help.” I chirped a quick laugh and reached for my pants.

The fifteen minute ride was done in silence. I was thinking furiously about how I had come to fuck my brother and he was too intent on driving to say anything to me. The longer my mind reviewed the last few weeks, the buildup to my fantastic orgasm, the more I wanted to test our new relationship again. What we did, the feeling of the thick head of his erection sliding into me and the power of his balls as he transferred his semen did nothing but start another fire between my legs. I wanted to know if he would feel that good again.

And the one thought that buzzed loudest in my head? I wanted to know if it was Carl or Carla that turned me on so powerfully. I liked sucking his cock but I also liked the feel of her nylons caressing my thighs as she fucked me.

Was I becoming an incestuous lesbian with my brother?

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Another lewd trip to St Tropez….

This account is directly after my tale of Alison’s journey, and because it has been too long telling it of one day in the South of France, I have divided it into 2 chapters, but both related.
Of course as I publish these true tales, IF I don’t get any comments on my writing, I will stop publishing, my “tales and true-life adventures” here. A lot of people seemingly read my words, but as yet, no comments.
[It is the worst poosible thing for an author]

ALISON UNCOVERED 3

Chapter one

Obviously, this is the continuing true adventures with my new english friend who arrived in my village with her husband Jim, who works, seemingly full time over in St. Nazaire on fitting new yachts. Alison has blossomed, with my help, into an open, sexy, female who has surprised me and shocked herself at what fun sex can be.

Alison arrived for coffee in my house before we again ventured forth to St Tropez, for another day of naughtiness, and perhaps make a rendez-vous with a local lingerie shop manageress, Joelle.
Sipping coffee, I told Alison that she looked terrific in the light dress she bought from a stall in St.Tropez market. “I like that you are obviously wearing dark tan stockings under as well. Very sexy, and what colour thong today?
”She lifted her dress to reveal a dark blue suspender-belt and matching thong. “Really lovely and no pubes sticking out from your crotch. Have you had a trim?”
“Glad you noticed” she replied and pulled aside to show me her clipped pubic hair. “Mmmm, still enough there to get my teeth into” I giggled. ”I can now make out your labia mmmm,but to be even better” and I reached forward, and unbuttoned 5 buttons up from the hem, so that when she walked the skirt would open mid-thigh……oooo was there just a hint of stocking top there? I then unbuttoned 4 buttons from the neck so that her boobs were showing in the gap and would reveal more when looking down her front.

“Oh, one more thing, no two…One, you have to leave your bra here. No point having beautiful tits to ogle, if you are wearing a bra. Two, I have something else to wear on our walking around.” Alison’s widened and asked her to show her.
“Not yet, so take off your bra while I get you ready, just bend over a little.” I told Alison, who did look a little bemused as I moved around behind her, knelt down and tucked her skirts up to her waist. I parted her legs and pushed my mouth between her bum cheeks, and pulled her thong to one side to kiss and lick around her anus. Pointy tongue slipping in past her tight sphincter, I realized that Alison was now learning to relax her tight hole to make getting in there much easier…good girl.

“This is lovely, Jenni, but could you not at least wait until we get back? Heheee, OHH Jen, your fingers are too much at this time in the morning…WOOOOOOO;Christ, you are filling my poor bum. What is??……..OH”

I had inserted a small butt-plug into her anus, and replaced the thin fabric between her cheeks, stood up pulling her hem back into place. I explained to her what a butt-plug was, and that she was lucky that I hadn’t chosen a larger one for our day out.
“I don’t think that I can walk around with it in there” but I hushed her saying to give it time, to relax, and certain by the end of the day that she would not want to remove it.“Look, so not to let you have all the enjoyment, there is mine Alison” I said as I turned and bent down, skirt riding up over my bum cheeks (as usual).
“GOD, Jenni, it is in view on either side of the ‘string’ of your thong. I hope mine isn’t. Is it?’ “No Alison, but what you are wearing under your frock is on show, because when you walk in the sunlight your frock is almost transparent.”
She smiled broadly at me and confided in me “I know. I noticed when turning around and checking myself in the mirror. It is quite naughty if the fabric is stretched across my bum or I bend down. You can even see my suspender straps. Naughty Alison” she laughed, “OK, my poor anus is getting used to its invader, so, are you ready to shock St. Tropez, Jenni?

Locking my front door, and walking to my car, I was amazed at how brazen Alison had become in a few short days. There, waiting for the car to be unlocked, she was, standing enjoying the warm sunlight, and me enjoying looking at her pretty lingerie on show. Even better as she slid into the passenger seat, with her tits almost falling out of the top of her dress.
For myself, I was wearing a very loose shirt, unbuttoned and tied at the waist, my nude cleavage in view…and more if I moved around a bit. My short tartan kilt, really was short and would ride up if I were not careful, revealing my cheeks. Under, I had put on a pair of very sheer black nylons, fastened cosily under my bum cheeks, by a very pretty white suspender belt. Today, I wore a very sheer transparent ‘string’ which left nothing to the imagination, and cut into my labia. Nothing in view unless I bent over, or when my skirt rode up over my hips.
We both took a moment or two to adjust our sitting down onto out butt-plugs. A couple of “oohs” and “ahhhs” and then more giggles as we drove down the hill towards the coast.

“I am feeling quite filled and perhaps a little nervous now that we are almost there. I feel quite naked, knowing everything is on show, but hey ho, too late now for this brazen hussy” Alison now admitted. “Not everything, sweetie”, and leant across to unbutton above her thighs, and another between her boobs. Now she was really beginning to reveal a lot of skin “And no-one knows what is stuck in your asshole hehee”
We parked in the car park behind the harbour, and stood beside the car for a moment, before I asked, “Well sexy lady, what do you want to do first?” Alison looked around for a moment and from behind the security of her dark glasses, ventured. “Well….. we have spoken of meeting up in the lingerie shop, what if we go there first before it closes for lunch at midday, then on to our cafe with ‘your waitress’ for a light lunch, and for me a much needed glass of wine?”
“OOOOO, you have thought that one out well. Off to see the lovely Joelle then” Alison slightly blushed but beaming her gorgeous smile at me, walked off, humming wickedly to herself. I let her go on in front just to check out once again, the transparency of her dress. It was quite rude if you were offended by that sort of view, but the admiring, lustful glances would far outweigh the critics.

Arriving at the window of the lingerie shop, we peered in, looked each other, then nodded and pushed open the door. The bell tinkled and heard, from the back of the empty shop, Joelle’s voice “Un moment, s’il vous plait. J’arrive”
There was a bit of rustling behind the cubicle curtain, before it was thrown open and Joelle allowing two very beautiful suntanned teenagers to go on in front, both fastening up their tops, and pulling down their mini-skirts. She was walking behind them, straightening her blouse, and skirt and patting her hair back into place.

She beamed at the two of us, without much of a hint of embarrassment, and asked if they wanted to see more and perhaps come back to decide on what to look at. As she showed them to the door, Alison whispered to me “Do you think that they have left THEIR knickers in the changing room?”
Joelle turned back to us, apologising for the delay, and what could she do for us today, taking us both in with a hint of a ‘turned on’ smile. I spoke to her in French explaining that as we were just passing by on the way to lunch, would she ever consider visiting us at my home, to have an aperitif and do a private fitting for us both? She took this all in, with an slow intake of breath, then spoke to us in perfect English that she would consult her diary and if we gave her a list of what she could help us with, and was sure that something could be arranged to ‘satisfy’ you.
“Is there anything this morning that I can help you out with? Or…….” she hesitated, “the shop is closed this afternoon, when I will be doing some alterations, in my appartment above here, so……… if you changed your minds over lunch, I am sure that I could fit you both in? You just need to ring my bell and I open up to you both.” Her speech was so filled with sexual innuendo, that it left Alison and me in no doubt of her meaning.
We said that we would mull over her kind invitation over lunch…..or would she care to join us for lunch at the Cafe de Paris, as the shop was closed for the rest of the day?
“Very kind of you, but I have to do one or two things in my apartment first, but I could join you for coffee, at say, near to one-thirty?”
“We will be there” said Alison “and I am Alison and this is my VERY close friend and neighbour, Jenni “
“Enchante “ said Joelle as she shook us both by the hand, holding on a little longer, with her other hand clasped around the handshake.

“Well, Jenni, I don’t think there was any mistaking her intentions? Or am I just wanting to imagine the things racing around my head” I giggled at her, and I must admit that my mind was running wild as well, as we walked down to the harbour.
We were shown to an outside table by a young Italian looking waiter, wearing the habitual long white apron. Alison caught my disappointment at looking all around and not seeing the lovely young waitress. “Never mind, babe, she will be here another day, it may be her day off?”.

A bottle of our favourite rose arrived and as the young waiter slowly uncorked the bottle, kept running his eyes over both of us. Tipping a little into Alison’s glass, he nearly dropped the bottle as she leant forward to pick up the glass, and her frock fell open. I knew that he could see most of her beautiful breasts. Eyes even wider, as he watched her lean back in her chair to taste, and her skirt slipped apart revealing her stocking tops and thong.
As if unaware of what she was showing, she nodded to him, and he poured out both glasses, almost overflowing mine when he noticed my crossed legs and expanse of my nylon clad legs and suspenders. With difficulty, he took our orders, and looking a little hot under his stiff starched collar, walked shakily back to the bar.
“Cheers my dear” I toasted Alison, “in the sunshine I can plainly see your nipples through the material. “Well it doesn’t help when they are hard and standing out” as she looked down and ran her hand across them both, giving each nipple a little squeeze.

When we had finished our meal of plain omelette with rocket salad for me, and grilled tomatoes with basil and salad for Alison, we giggled and toasted each other again, and I uncrossed my legs and let her look at the tiny front of my string which had slipped in between the lips of my labia. In reply, Alison uncrossed her legs and let her dress again fall away, revealing everything underneath. “GOD you are one sexy cow” I told her, and as I tried to lean across the table to stick my tongue between her smiling mouth, my ashtray and napkin fell to the floor.

“Dammit” I sighed and stood up and bent over to pick up the ashtray, and fluttering napkin. It landed at the foot of the next table, so I took a step and bent over to pick it up. The old gentleman at the table, dropped his as well, and I had to take the time to pick his up as well. This gave him the time to ogle beneath my open shirt. I stood up and handed back the napkin to a man who may well have a heart attack. I let him watch my tits as I undid the knot in my shirt, flap it open and take my time re-tying it at the waist. He nearly had a seizure when I put one hand inside my shirt and made a great play of making my boobs comfortable. “Bon appetit, monsieur” smiling, and turning back to our table leaving him to his furious wife.

“OH bonjour” I beamed as I found the lovely waitress standing beside Alison watching the little incident, and obviously looking down her dress.
“Hello again” she said “I didn’t think I would see you again so soon. I have only started my shift, so I am delighted not to have missed you. Is there anything I do for you now that I am here.” Her beautiful smile took my breath away. Alison interrupted my muse by saying, “Yes, you could help my friend in pulling her skirt down, to stop showing the world what she is almost wearing under that belt she calls a skirt.”
I apologised, realising that the kilt was up to its old tricks, and had ridden up, when standing up from our table and bending over to pick up the napkin. I pushed my skirt down with both hand, hiding my near-naked bum and suspenders.
“No need to apologise to me, it was a charming view, much appreciated by me and a few others as well. Hehee, It has quite made my day, and only sorry that you hadn’t stayed longer in that position. Quite ravishing. Thanks. Oh I am Eva, I’m a student from Norway on a working holiday here at the cafe.
“That is why you speak such perfect English. I am Jenni, and this cheeky lady is my holiday lover, Alison.” Alison choked on her glass of wine throwing it across the table, soaking the front of my shirt. “Alison” I cried, but in a flash, Eva was in front of me with a clean paper napkin in her hands. “Allow me, it is normal in restaurants” taking the front of my shirt in one hand and dabbing at the spill with the other. Holding the edge of my shirt, I felt her fingers brushing my skin, and a she dabbed away, stroking my skin, inside my shirt. Between my boobs, then almost cupping a breast, her long fingers flicked over my nipple.

I gasped and pressed my tits against her fingers, as she was looking deeply into my eyes.
“How is that, Jenni?” “Looking down from her eyes I told her” Oh you have missed a bit on the other side” and my fingers managed to open the shirt a little farther for her to gaze at the whole of my front. I also was able to stroke her fingers, also held the shirt, as she went back to dabbing at my shirt, and stroking my other boob, raking her long finger nails across my rock hard nipple. Her face was close to mine, as she pretended to inspect her handiwork. I could feel her soft breath on my cheek as she whispered to me “You have a lovely body and a tantalising butt-plug. Call me soon.” And straightening up she announced to everyone around that the shirt looks good now, but will need a wash as soon as I get home.
I faintly said to her “Thanks Eva, and I think I need an armagnac with my coffee please, oh and the same for my lover”

“Could you make that three please” was the voice behind me. Joelle had arrived, and what a transformation from shop lady to lady for coffee and an armagnac. Joelle had changed from the business like shop lady, into a ravishing mature, chic and sexy woman. She stood there in a tight black silk shirt showing an impressive cleavage and a pale blue lamb’s wool jersey draped across her shoulders. Looking down, her long legs were covered to mid-thigh by a tight black leather skirt. Make–up was perfect and I was impressed.
“Hello again Jenni, and held my shoulders as she closed in and planted a kiss on both cheeks. Her lips touched the side of mine, and was less demure than it looked. Her large high boobs pressed against me.

Turning to the seated Alison, she bent over and planted the same kiss on both her cheeks, again just catching both sides of Alison’s lips. Joelle’s impressive tits pressing against Alison’s shoulder.
Joelle took a chair from the next table, and sat down opposite the two of us. Both of looks immediately fell to her legs as she sat and pulled her chair under her, even with knees together, revealed her dark tan hold-ups. I sighed as I caught a glimpse of naked pussy and? WAS she wearing a gold ring attached at her pussy? She caught our lewd looks and beautifully smiled at us in turn.
Coffee and armagnac arrived and Joelle stood up again to embrace Eva, and press herself to her. Eva smiled at us all and swayed back to the bar, bum wriggling under her tight black skirt. “Lovely girl, I fitted her with her work clothes. She is VERY accommodating!”

Joelle sat down again, and leaving no doubt that she was not wearing panties, and there indeed was a ring attached at her clit. “Nice” Alison told her and listened to Joelle’s reply, “Thank you, it is quite recent, and it gives me a warm sensuous feeling with every movement of my thighs.
“Oh yes, I remember now, but I really would want to inspect it closer to see if I wanted one for myself.” Alison. Joelle looked deeply at her saying, “I think it is very important to look before you buy, I will be delighted to show it to you.”
“Can’t wait” Alison replied and began to squirm in her chair, no doubt the butt-plug pleasuring her even more, her dress, falling open top and bottom. Stocking tops and thong on show, and I noticed that we could see most of her tits falling out. I was convinced that Alison had sneakily unbuttoned another button at her cleavage during lunch.
We chatted noisily and discussed the possibility of a “personal” fitting back at Joelle’s place. “I have left myself open for you, and certain that I can accommodate the two of you.” More double-entendres which left us in no doubt how personal this fitting could become.

As we took our leave, handing over the cash and check Eva, Joelle again kissed her cheeks, and Eva turned to me and, in kissing my cheeks, caught the side of my lips and darted her tongue in between my puckered mouth. “Soon please” she repeated to me before kissing Alison and return inside.
The three of us walked arm in arm back along the narrow street towards Joelle’s apartment. Our arms were pressed against the side of Joelle’s firm boobs, as her arms were rubbing against my tit on one side and Alison’s on the other. Cosy.

Letting us in to a steep staircase leading to Joelle’s home, she said to Alison to “lead the way up as I lock the door” I knew that she wanted to follow me up to look under my kilt, which confirmed when halfway up I felt cool fingers stroking my buttocks and near the top, slip into my crack to find my butt-plug. On the small landing Joelle’s forefinger tapped it before squeezing past me and Alison to open her front door.
The apartment was a bright airy affair, high ceilinged with full length windows opening on to a balcony, and beautifully furnished. “Please get comfortable and accept a glass of orange wine before we start. Oh, there on the side sofa, I have left you some lingerie that may interest you.”
Alison and I sat either side of the pile of delicious saucy underwear to look at. “Oh, what is that” Alison exclaimed as she pulled out from under the cushion she had just sat on, a black vibrator, and a pair of lacey panties. “Mmmmmm” said Alison as she lifted the panties to her nose and breathed in, handing over the ribbed vibrator to me. “I recognise this pussy” she giggled and watched in mock horror as I closed my lips on the vibrator and ran my tongue along its length, enjoying licking clean the dried juices.

Joelle arrived with the orange wine to see Alison sniffing her panties, and me sucking and licking her vibrator.
“Oh, I see you have found them. How careless of me to have left them there before coming, erm…. to meet you.” Again the strong sexual innuendo from Joelle, who had slipped into a short silky robe. “Excuse me but this is more comfortable for me whilst doing a fitting” she explained, and sat down in a large comfortable armchair opposite us.
“Bon sante a tous les deux et bienvenue chez-moi” as she raised her glass and took a gentle sip, wetting her beautiful deep red lipstick.
“Now ladies, to begin. Alison, I note that you are wearing a light dress which you bought here at the market if I am not mistaken, but I think the hem is beginning to drop. Let me see please?” Alison rose and went to stand before her. Joelle shuffled forward to the edge of her chair, placing her knees either side of Alison’s legs. Mmmmmmmm wide apart legs….. I have always liked in a female, and her bald snatch glistening in the light. Was she damp already? I watched as Joelle’s fingers lifting Alison’s hem to closely inspect.
Her other hand had slipped onto Alison’s thigh and I could see it moving under the dress. Fingers no doubt caressing the stockinged thighs and suspender-belt, and noticed Alison shift her feet apart a little, no doubt to allow access to her thong? I could see Joelle’s hand move around to Alison’s bum, under her skirts, and gently pull her nearer to Joelle. When Alison whispered “Ooooooo” I thought that Joelle’s fingers had found the butt-plug.

“Alison, I have just noticed that one of the button-holes is fraying, and needs sewing before it gets worse.” Joelle said looking up at my slightly flushed friend and raised both hands to hold the edges of the dress, and as if examining the button-hole closely opened up the neckline even more, to gaze at Alison’s boobs. ”It is from the back where I will mend it so you will never notice the repair. Well? No time like the present, as I have my sewing things here” And with that, Joelle’s experienced fingers unbuttoned one more button and, voila, slipped Alison’s dress down to her ankles. As she bent to pick it up of the floor Joelle’s cheek brushed down Alison’s tits, nipples now hard, and her face was level with Alison’s thong. It took a moment for Alison to lift one foot and then the other to step out of her garment, giving time for Joelle’s face to, ‘inadvertantly’ push against Alison’s mound.

Alison’s hands automatically lifted to cover her bosom, but Joelle teasingly reprimanded her, “Oh no, Alison, don’t be shy and cover your lovely breasts. They are very attractive and well, we are all girls here. Mmmmmm I noticed your nipples are hard, you are not too cold in here? No they don’t seem to be too cold, and perfect, Alison.” Joelle’s hands were roaming over Alison’s boobs, and watching, I had to slip one hand inside my blouse to check on my nipples.
“Your nipples seem to be very erect as well” replied Alison. On picking up Alison’s dress, Joelle’s big, heavy, breasts had tumbled out of her loose robe. She knew of course, but pretended not to notice. ”So they have, I hope that they don’t embarress you? Us girls together.” She made no attempt to tuck them away and carried on as if everything was normal. “What a pretty thong, also bought here in the market I think, but perhaps I can persuade you to look at some that I have looked out for you. Now,where is the maker’s label?”

Saying that, Joelle turned Alison around, facing me, and crouched down behind her. “Here it is, it says…it is a very small label, I have to look very closely”, and I saw Joelle’s head disappear behind Alison’s” bum. Alison’s eyes were half shut but snapped wide open and her mouth formed an ‘O’ as she felt something going on behind.
Alison began to grit her teeth as she widened her feet and slightly bent over to grab the side of the sofa, her other hand slipping into her thong and start to move about.
“Fuck” Alison hissed and when I rose and walked around the back of the two of them, saw Joelle’s face buried in Alison’s butt cheeks, which she was holding apart with her hands.
“God, that is so erotic. I am so horny looking at you two.” I knelt down behind Joelle and wrapped my arms around her, with my hands cupping and weighing her very large, firm tits, squeezing her very erect nipples.

As I was kissing her neck and nibbling her ear, I saw that Joelle’s teeth were fastened around the base of the butt-plug and moving her head, was pulling, back and forth, Alison’s plug. She was being butt-fucked by her own toy. Neat, I thought.
I rose, and moved to the front of Alison, pulling hard on her nipples and shoving my tongue down her throat. Her mouth opened wide to let me in, as she held on to the back of my head. Her hands then started to push my head down her body until it was pressed into her wet snatch. I licked along her wetness back and forth then sticking my tongue up into her hot tunnel. Alison was moaning loudly as she was being tongue-fucked front and back. I then licked along her crease, to find Joelle’s tongue meeting and licking mine.
One of her hands reached forward and slid into my open shirt, squeezing and caressing my aching tits, and pulling on my nipples.
OHHHHHH this was too much for me and I slid between Alison’s feet, and sliding on my back to between Joelle’s crouching thighs, getting rid of my shirt and kilt. My head arrived under Joelle’s cunt, and I pulled it onto my face, licking and teasing her clit ring and chewing on her labia. With a groan, Joelle turned around over me and buried her face in my sopping pussy, and felt her mouth slurping at my juices, as we both hungrily devoured each other’s cunt.

I was lost in a haze of pure lust until I noticed Alison had removed herself. Looking up, she was sitting on the edge of the sofa watching the erotic scene before her, and with her compact camera in one hand, and the other now embedded deep inside her pussy. So deep that she almost had her whole fist inside her.
Joelle noticed as well, and ordered Alison behind her. Alison knelt at Joelle’s upturned butt, and I got a close-up of her tongue stabbing at Joelle’s butt-hole. My face was being soaked by Joelle’s juices and Alison’s saliva as she ran her tongue up Joelle’s backside.
“Finger me, finger my ass” was Joelle’s command to Alison. Alison slipped her forefinger into Joelle’s throbbing snatch, and then slipped it between my lips, before raising it to Joelle’s back entrance. With my tongue still busy with her cunt I watched Joelle’s rectum being slowly invaded by a long finger. On and on it slid, until full embedded inside.
“OHHH Alison, another” growled Joelle. The finger slid out of Joelle’s and stuck into my mouth. I sucked the two fingers tasting the juices from Joelle’s bum. I was in ecstacy, As I watched Alison’s two fingers slide right up inside Joelle’s back passage. That set off Joelle’s mouth on me again, and slipped one of her fingers into my arse-hole. “OHHHH God”, I mumbled as I chewed on Joelle’s cunt, and watching Alison’s fingers sliding in and out of Joelle’s bottom.
“PLEEEEEEASE, …..MORE” Joelle cried out. Again, fingers slid out of Joelle’s butt to let me taste again the juices, but Alison had pushed 4 fingers between my lips. Wetting them, I watched them leave a trail of my saliva up Joelle’s crack and begin to widen her anus. Joelle must have felt another finger, because she moaned loudly, “YESSSSS baby, DO IT!”
I was in a daze to have such a close-up of four fingers pushing against, then suddenly slide deep in past her sphincter ring. I was sooo excited and orgasmed as a second finger was thrust up my own tight asshole. I was writhing under Joelle and lost in a frenzy of lust.

When I could open my eyes again, Alison had changed position behind us, and was sitting backwards, on Joelle’s buttocks. Wide apart thighs and Joelle’s black vibrator sunk into her rectum. Her 4 fingers were fucking Joelle’s and the other hand was plunging in and out of her own cunt. As I looked up in amazement at this lewd scene, both Joelle and Alison shouted out in lust at the same time. Then Joelle whispered “Wait………. Slowly……YESSSSS perfect.”
Somehow, Alison’s whole hand disappeared into Joelle’s bottom. Joelle slowly raised herself onto one elbow and I watched as she reached back to take hold of Alison’s wrist and move it towards her asshole and pull it out again a little. Alison had her whole hand inside Joelle’s backside and was gently moving her fingers deep inside, as Joelle slid Alison’s hand in and out. It had gone very quiet apart from the noise of Alison’s fingers squishing in and out of her cunt, until a loud shout rent the air.
“Merde, I am cumming ……………..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
“Oh SHIT Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss“ was Alison’s cry.
Joelle was shuddering and shaking on top of me, and to help, I fastened my mouth around her clit ring, as she exploded with in an enormous orgasm. Alison timed it perfectly as she came in time with Joelle, seated on Joelle’s buttocks and bouncing up and down on the vibrator in her arse, fingers plunging in and out of her sopping cunt.

We all collapsed and rolled on the floor, legs and arms entwined, to recover. We gently rolled about together until Joelle pushed her large boobs into my face for me to suckle on one, then the other wonderful teat. Alison’s mouth ended up between my thighs, gently licking me, as I had a finger in her cunt and another in her arse-hole.
As I was sucking and licking these wondrous tits, I suddenly remembered my ‘just in case’ moment at home. “Alison, please go and look into my bag” She shakily got up and went over to open my ‘sac’. “Woohooo Jenni, you are a very thoughtful and dirty little gal. Can I please try?” She had pulled out my strap-on which I slipped into my bag, with a ‘well you never know’ chuckle. “AND… you have even brought the spunk” as she lifted out the small bottle of sperm-like liquid.

Joelle looked a little puzzled, until Alison worked out how to fill the bulbous reservoir, and then beamed as she watched Alison pull on the straps and tighten them around her hips.“How delightfully rude that is” said Joelle as we watch drip her saliva onto the erect cock sticking out from her tummy, and stroke the length to wet it.
“May I watch” asked Joelle. “Of course, but, would you mind taking some photos for us on my camera, while I fuck Jenni?”
“My pleasure, and why not be comfortable on the sofa?” replied Joelle as she rose and gently sat down in the armchair. I moved and lay down on the wide soft sofa, as Alison knelt beside me, and fed her rigid cock into my mouth, gently humping it in and out. I took hold of Alison’s tits and was rolling them in my hands, when I felt my knees being parted, and a tongue stabbed my cunt-hole.
“Just to get you ready” giggled Joelle as Alison lowered herself on top of me and thrust her tongue between my wanting lips. I whispered as she broke off to position the cock between my eager thighs, “Fuck me now, darling Alison, my little holiday love, hehee”

The large cock pushed deep into me as I gasped and ground against it wanting to feel it bump my cervix. To take it deeper, I wrapped my stockinged legs around Alison’s hips to take the prick deep inside me. As I raised my head to kiss Alison, I saw Joelle lying back, legs wide apart, taking some photos of the action. Alison began sliding her cock in and out and it got a little more insistent as we deeply kissed and our hips moved in unison to fuck me deep.
Harder and harder, until Alison started to pound my wet pussy. “Ooo wonderful” I moaned, as she replied “Yesss the end of the phallus inside me has my pussy tingling”, as her pace quickened. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, that Joelle was still sitting, legs akimbo, still taking photos, BUT, I stared at the pink cock that was sticking out between her thighs ! “God,… look, Al” and she gasped when she took in Joelle’s rigid phallus. “Oh Jenni…you may be in trouble here, and serves you right…… holiday lover indeed! Now to fuck you hard”
And so she did, pounding away at my cunt, my legs high in the air, my own strap-on filling my insides. I was getting close to cumming when a gentle quiet voice told Alison, “Lie on your back, honey, and let Jenni sit on top of you”
We both moved, and I sat on top of Alison impaling my fuck- tunnel on the cock. Joelle was taking more photos, but when I leant down to suck Alison’s tongue, I felt a cold finger lubricating my back passage. I pushed my bum out a little, and felt a second finger slide into my fundament., stretching my sphincter wide open.
Alison continued her upward thrusts, as I felt the seat cushions move and felt Joelle getting between my splayed thighs. Fingers slid out of my arse-hole and two hands spreading my bum cheeks. Then the tip of Joelle’s dildo press against my butt hole.I relaxed it, thanking god that her cock was not as big as the one shafting my cunt.

I pushed back as it pushed forward, until it popped in past my ring, and farther until it was fully plugging me. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I whimpered from pain and pleasure, and an erotic dirtiness flooded all over me as the two cocks filled me. They got to time each other’s movement. Joelle’s cock pulling out, as Alison’s pushed up into me, and then the opposite.
I was in deep heaven and beginning to move with them. As the fucking of both my holes was getting quicker, Joelle leant over me to grab my tits, and lick and kiss my back. Alison’s hands held my head as her tongue plundered my open mouth. I was getting close to cumming being pounded in cunt and ass. All of us were getting breathless, and excited and so hot.
“Oh YESSSS I am going to cum, cum with me, pleeeeeease” I gasped and started to shake with emotion.
I started to climax as both Alison and Joelle hissed “yesssss” in my ears as I exploded with a huge orgasm, my whole body erupting, and with wave after wave hitting me.Warm jets of ‘sperm’ hit my cunt…..on and on, it kept filling me as I shrieked in the biggest orgasm that I had ever known.

END OF CHAPTER ONE…………………………………………………………....CHAPTER TWO FOLLOWS;

This day in our lives continues, and I hope that you can follow it in Chapter two. Please let me know, with a message.. …because “sigh” , no-one leaves any thoughts,hints or messages !!! JENNI xxx

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A mother, wanting to be a Lesbian, takes her two children to the House of Pleasure.

THP: JESSIE LISA AND ARON PART-1

1.01 The House of Pleasure THP:
1.02 Jessie, Lisa, Aron:
1.03 Jessie, Lisa, Aron, HDTV Condition:
1.04 Mira, Jessie, Introduction:
1.05 Mira, Jessie, First Lesbian Orgasm:
1.06 Mira, Jessie, Jacuzzi:
1.07 Lisa, Aron, Hair Removal:
1.08 Lisa, Aron, Deepthroat:
1.09 Lisa, Aron, Sibling Mating:

1.01 The House of Pleasure THP:

The House of Pleasure, THP, is a high end, sexual complex in the Center of Bangkok. It opened two years ago and has become a must layover for business travelers a sexual getaway for vacationers. To insure its appeal to International guests, the staff is highly trained and the prices of its ‘services’ and suites are beyond the reach of the local residents. The minimum age for its ‘services’ is fourteen. It is not uncommon for adults to bring their children to THP for sexual education and guidance. The reasons vary from extreme shyness, gender confusion to birthdays and graduations. A trained staff of specialist are available, 24/7, for these personal services.

THP is proud of its sexual diversification and support. The sprawling complex is a transient home to Heterosexuals, Lesbians, Gays, Hermaphrodites and Shemales. The large entertainment floor is designed so all can gather and get to know each other. There are 400 hundred luxury suites with a minimum of a three night stay. In addition to the standard services, THP offers its guests alternative entertainment in the form of in room sexual devices and the services of bestiality. Two theaters are located in the lower level. The first is available to all guests and features live sex performances. The second theater is for THP’s investing clients and special guests. It is used for ‘requested’ transgendering of males and females. On occasion, it is also used for forced transgendering.

All suites are stocked with free coffee, snacks, non-alcoholic and alcoholic beverages of the guest’s choice. A separate locked room in each suite is reserved for preferred guests and is known as the fitness room. It includes automated female and male Sybians, a mattress with a support rail for bestiality requests and mating machines for all genders.

THP does not exclude itself from using drugs. While drugs are used primarily in THP’s performances, guests may be given drugs to calm their anxiety or enhance their sexual performance. As a rule, the guests are not aware that they have been given these drugs which are put in their snacks and beverages. These will make a guest compliant and open to suggestion from the subliminal messages that are transmitted from the HDTV’s in all the rooms of the suite. Restocking takes place every morning or before room service appointments and/or performances. All performances are video streamed to a list of preferred international clients.

THE BIDET

The customized Bidet has a ‘U’ shaped seat with no lid. Within the bowl, is a vertical, accordion like 4″ x 1/2″ probe which can lengthen to a maximum of eight inches and thicken to three inches. Internal lasers position the probe anywhere within a ten inch radius and internal mechanisms move the probe upwards and downwards. The tank has four compartments, one for an enema or douche solution, the second for the for warm water, the third for chemical solutions that would sexually enhance a female’s vaginal sheath or a male’s rectal sheath and a fourth for the probe’s thick ejaculant. A coiled tube is attached to the right side. At the end of the tube is an eight inch accordion- like sheath and its diameter can expand from 3/4 inch to three inches. This is be used to fit over a male’s erection. The connecting tube suctions the male’s fluids into a collection container. A condom catheter and connecting tube is used when only semen and sperm samples are required.

THE CHAIR

The transformation Chair is similar in function to THP’s standard Bidet. Its vaginal and rectal probe provides the same enhancement technologies but has noticeable differences. When not in use, the Chair is under the stage floor of the theater and is raised up when required. The Chair is self contouring to meet the user’s body frame, allowing the user to be comfortable for longer periods of time. The ‘U’ shaped seat extends outward to support the user’s legs and arm rests have been added.

The major change is the removal of the bowl and its probe. These have been replaced with separate rectal and vaginal probes which are within the sides of the Chair’s supporting base. The probes have gel-like like ends that attach themselves to the anus or labia. An accordion-like vaginal sheath and condom catheter are also part of the support base. The tube attached to the sheath is dual purpose. The first is to route preseminal fluids and semen to containers under the stage and the second is to guide an enhancing tube into the urethra that will deliver transforming chemicals to the prostate, testicles and the penis.

The rectal probe and its rounded ‘mouth’ delivers enema or enhancing solutions and draws the expelled contents to containers below the stage. The probe is expandable from 2.5″ to 8″ with a maximum diameter of 2″ and delivers enhancing chemicals that will give the rectal sheath the properties of a female vagina.

The vaginal probe and its oval shaped ‘mouth’ delivers enhancing solutions and draws the orgasmic fluids into containers below the stage. The probe is expandable from 2.5″ to 8″ with a maximum diameter of 3″ and delivers chemicals that will enhanced a female’s vaginal passage and clitoris.

The final addition to the Chair are clear silicone cups that extend from both sides of the Chair. Each can be expanded from two inches to a cup size of ‘DD’ and deliver nipple and breast enhancing solutions.

All the probes and silicone cups are laser guided and computer controlled.

1.02 Jessie, Lisa, Aron:

Jessie is a thirty five year old single mother and works as a consulting agent for a telecommunications company. Summer time is a troubled time for Jessie when she takes her sixteen year old twins, Lisa and Aron to the beach. All her life she has suppressed her inner feelings for other females and feelings of guilt and shame come to surface when she sees other women walking along the beach with scanty bikinis covering their bodies.

On one of her overseas trips she met a couple who told her about a hotel in Bangkok called The House of Pleasure and its unique services to males and females. When she returned home she looked it up on the internet and couldn’t believe what she was seeing and reading. She learned that THP provides discrete surrogate services for first time Gay and Lesbian experiences. For the next few days, Jessie’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and indecision.

What about Lisa and Aron? They are used to accompanying her on her long trips and was concerned about them staying in a hotel that specializes in sexual pleasure. She felt more at ease when she read that these services were not openly displayed or advertised.

Fate took a hand when she was appointed as the agent to a customer in Sydney. She returned to THP’s website and filled out the reservation forms. With nervous fingers, she checked the box for ‘Lesbian, First Time’. As she scrolled through the forms she came upon the selections for fourteen thru seventeen year olds.

For Lisa, she entered, Female, Sixteen, Promiscuous and the ‘Not Sure’ box for her Virgin Status.

For Aron, she entered, Male, Sixteen, Shy, Has not masturbated, Virgin.

After entering their favorite snacks and beverages she reviewed the forms and came across an entry that initially shocked her. It was bestiality. Golden puppies were available for fourteen thru seventeen year olds and mature Goldens for adults. She checked ‘Undecided’ for herself, Lisa and Aron.

Jessie entered her credit card number and clicked Make Reservations. Within minutes, she regretted what she had selected for both her herself, Lisa and Aron but didn’t cancel her reservations knowing she had to find out if she was a Lesbian.

All that Jessie told Lisa and Aron was that they were going to have a five night stay in a hotel called THP in Bangkok. Lisa, being somewhat internet savvy, looked up THP on the internet and smiled when she found out what the hotel offered and the positive reviews from guests that had stayed there.

Two weeks later, a nervous Jessie, an excited Lisa were standing in line at THP’s reception desk. Aron didn’t know about THP and to him it was just another hotel. When Jessie’s turn came, her voice trembled slightly when she said her name.

The receptionist smiled and said,

“Your three bedroom suite is ready for you and your requested beverages are in the refrigerator and the snacks are in one of the cabinets. Sara, a member of our special staff, will meet with you, Lisa and Aron in about an hour. There are HDTV’s in every room including the Fitness Room. Sara will give you the key cards to that room.

Lisa wondered why Sara was meeting with them and suspected that her mother had something planned that she had not told her or Aron about. They were shown to their suite and neither of them could believe the luxury or hugeness that met their eyes. They toured all the rooms except for the one that was locked.

When the Concierge left, they picked their bedrooms and unpacked. Lisa went to her mother and asked,

“Why is Sara meeting with us?”

Jessie knew the question was coming and fumbled for words. She also knew that Lisa is mature beyond her age and would hopefully understand.

“As you know, I have rarely dated or gone out ….”

Lisa smiled at her mother and whispered,

“You mean you haven’t had sex for a long time.”

Jessie blushed at the words and nodded.

“Lately, I seem to be attracted more to women than to men and have asked THP to help me experience a Lesbian relationship.”

Lisa felt compassion for her mother and hugged her.

It was now 4:30pm Bangkok time and it had been a long twenty hour flight. All were tired and hungry. Jessie suggested that they have some of their snacks and beverages supplied by THP and when Sara leaves, they get some much needed sleep.

A knock was heard on the Suite’s door and Jessie Sara introduced herself to Jessie, Lisa and Aron.

Sara said,

“I know you are all exhausted from your flight and want to get some sleep but I just wanted to welcome you to THP.”

As they were talking, the maid service arrived and turned down their beds with pillows propped up against the head boards. The HDTV’s were turned ‘on’ and tuned to the Welcome Channel. All that was required was the pressing of the ‘Start’ button. The maid’s cart contained their snacks and beverages which she put on the night tables.

Sara handed her card to Jessie and told her to call her when she was ready in the morning. She suggested that each of them watch a short video on the HDTV’s in each of their bed rooms before they fell asleep. The ‘open to suggestion’ drugs would ensure that they did. She put the key cards for the Fitness Room on the coffee table and told them that the maid had put fresh condiments in their bedrooms.

Sara whispered in Jessie’s ear that someone very special would be waiting for her in the morning. Lisa and Aron saw the blush on their mother’s face and Lisa told him she would explain it to him later.

They hugged each other and went into their bedrooms. Each smiled when they saw that their bedrooms hand been prepared for them. Jessie and Sara undressed and sat on the bed, resting against the pillows. Aron left his underpants on and climbed onto the bed. When they were ready each pressed ‘Start’. They nibbled and sipped on their condiments as their HDTV screens showed videos with ‘messages’ targeting each of them specifically. Each began to feel a wonderful warmth spreading throughout their bodies as their eyes became fixed on their HDTV’s.

1.03 Jessie, Lisa, Aron, HDTV Condition:

Jessie saw and heard,

The video started by describing the sexual services that were available for all adults. Soon, it showed a reluctant woman being seduced by a Lesbian. The woman’s nervousness quickly faded as the seduction progressed and soon became a willing and passionate partner. The next video showed a woman kneeling on a mattress with her hands grasping a support rail. Her face and voice registered her rising arousal as a Golden’s tongue lapped at her sex between her upraised buttocks. The sounds became more urgent as the Golden’s erection drove the toward her ultimate orgasm. Two more videos showed a woman having sex with a girl and boy.

As the videos were repeated, Sara and the Control Room watched as a highly aroused Jessie began masturbating. After she orgasmed, a video was shown on how to prepare herself in the morning. It showed a woman in having a shower and using a depilatory to remove all the genital hair between her thighs. A liquid soap was then used and the woman’s face showed the pleasure that her slick hands were giving her breasts and hairless sex. After drying herself off, the woman applied a silky body lotion, put on a sheer pink robe from the closet, made a call to ‘Sara’, The woman then waited on the sectional for her arrival.

The HDTV was turned ‘off’ and Jessie stretched out on the bed and fell asleep.

Aron saw and heard,

The video started by showing two naked siblings getting into a shower and the brother had a nervous look on his face. His body squirmed trying to evade the liquid that the sister was using to remove his genital hair. When finished, the sister used a silky soft soap to clean her brother’s thighs, penis and balls. He blushed as his penis hardened and shortly his hips thrust his erection outward into the massaging hands as he ejaculated for the first time. A second video showed the brother having first time sex with his sister. It was designed to be educational with the emphasis on foreplay and how to avoid premature ejaculation. Aron would remember what he had learned.

The third video showed the brother straddling a strange machine. He was moaning and gasping as his erection massaged and milked. The sounds got louder as the machine slipped into his rectum, enhancing prostate and rectal sheath.

‘Suggestions’ were flowing into Aron’s mind that he would be more comfortable if he were to remove his underpants. Aron did and Sara smiled when she saw the sixteen year old’s endowed erection jump into air. Sara knew, from the forms, that Aron had not masturbated yet.

As the videos were repeated, Aron’s arousal soared and his six and half inch hardness began twitching rapidly between his thighs. Suddenly, his hands grasped the sheet, his hips bucked upward and his head pushed back against the pillows. Sara and the Control Room staff smiled when they saw Aron’s ‘hands free’ ejaculation shoot into the air and splatter back down onto his abdomen and thighs.

In a few moments, Aron was staring at the screen as if nothing had happened. The ‘suggestions’ that flowed into his mind told him that in the morning he should wait in his bedroom, naked, for his sister Lisa to arrive. The final ‘suggestion’ was that he go the bathroom and clean himself. Aron did so and returned to the bed and fell asleep. Aron would remember what he had learned.

Lisa saw and heard,

The video started by showing two naked siblings getting into a shower and the sister smiled as she removed the hair from her brother’s genitals. She then used a soft, liquid soap to clean her brother’s genitals and watched with excitement as her distraught brother became aroused. A second video showed the sister sucking on her brother’s penis and then guiding him as they had sex. The third video showed the sister holding her legs apart as a Golden puppy lapped at her flared labia and clitoris.

As the videos were repeated, Lisa’s fingers were adorning her pink, rigid clitoris and exploring her youthful vagina. She orgasmed as she watched the boy thrusting into the girl’s sex.

The videos were repeated three times and the screen went dark. A text message appeared.

“In the morning, you will appear more ‘sexy’ to yourself and your brother if you remove all of your genital hair. The walk in shower has a liquid depilatory that you can use for this purpose. Aron will need assistance with his hair removal which will add to both your excitements. The liquid soft soap and your hands could cause him to ejaculate in the shower. Your brother will be waiting for you in his bedroom.”

The videos were repeated three times and then the HDTV was turned ‘off’ and a happy Lisa pulled the sheet over her body and fell asleep.

1.04 Mira, Jessie, Introduction:

Jessie awoke at 8:30 in the morning, refreshed and excited. She went to her closet, picked out sheer, pink robe and put on the bed. She then walked into the bathroom and unconsciously followed the ‘suggestions’ that had been planted in her subconscious mind. She removed her genital hair and anointed her curvaceous body with the silky body lotion. She put on the sheer pink robe and sat on the sectional, picked up Sara’s card and called her. Sara had been watching Jessie as she made herself ready and was already on her way to the suite when she got the call on her cell phone.

Sara smiled at Jessie and whispered,

“You look beautiful.”

Sara and Jessie left the suite.

Mira was in one of the Theater’s Performance suites and was also watching Jessie as she was preparing herself. She smiled as Jessie got carried away with the soft soap and brought herself to a quick orgasm. The audience and online viewers also loved it. She saw Sara leading Jessie toward the elevators that would take them to the Theater level.

Jessie couldn’t believe the wonderful warmth that was sweeping throughout her body. She visualized a naked woman waiting for her and a need began building between her thighs. At the same time nervousness and apprehensions made her wonder if she was doing the right thing.

Sara knocked on the door and Mira opened it.

It was as though time was standing still. Jessie saw a beautiful woman standing in front of her wearing only a light blue, sheer robe which highlighted her curvaceous body. Somewhere within the reaches of her mind, Jessie heard a voice saying,

“Hi Jessie, my name is Mira.”

Jessie stammered an apology for staring so intently and Mira asked her to come in. She didn’t know what to say or do, but Mira did.

Sara left and went to the Control Room.

Mira said,

“How about you and I just sit on the sectional and get to know each other.”

In about five minutes, Mira had put Jessie at ease and the nervousness and apprehensions were fading from her mind. Mira chose her words carefully, words that would work with the consumed conditioning drugs. In a few minutes, the conversation switched to boyfriends and sex. She asked Jessie if she had ever considered a relationship with a woman and Jessie told her about the fantasies at the beach and that was as far as it went.

Mira switched the conversation to THP and asked her what she thought of suite. Jessie quickly smiled, it is incredible and she loved the large Jacuzzi. She also said that the 72″ HDTV was the largest she had ever seen.

The Control Operator switched ‘on’ a video to Mira’s HDTV called, ‘Blue Is The Warmest Colour’. It wasn’t the full movie, only selected Lesbian sex scenes. Mira saw Jessie staring intently at the screen and soon, Jessie, either consciously or by some internal guidance, snuggled just a little bit closer to Mira. The soft fabric on their bodies touched ever so lightly.

Mira saw Jessie as she stared at the HDTV watching the two women kissing deeply as their hands massaged each other’s breasts and nipples. She heard Jessie’s breath quickened and the flush that5 spread across her face.

Mira thought to herself,

‘Jessie honey, your moment has come.’

Mira turned toward Jessie and laid her right hand on the soft fabric that lay over Jessie’s abdomen, Jessie fidgeted but didn’t pull away. As they continued to watch the lesbian scenes, Mira’s hand began to lightly massage Jessie’s abdomen through the robe. Slowly, the hand worked its way upward to the underside of Jessie’s right breast.

Mira felt Jessie flinch ever so slightly and she just left her hand in place. In a few seconds, Mira could feel Jessie pushing lightly into her hand. Her hand applied a little bit more pressure and she felt, rather that heard, a small sigh from Jessie. Mira rubbed her hand upward over the soft fabric onto Jessie’s nipple. Jessie pushed her breast a little further into the robe’s fabric and Mira’s fingers began to play with Jessie’s stiffening nipple. The sigh change to a short gasp.

Mira’s right hand slipped between the robes slightly parted folds. Her warm hand came to rest just below Jessie’s left breast and she saw Jessie close her eyes. The hand moved upward, cupping and lifting the underside of the firm breast. Jessie sighed again as she shifted her breast into Mira’s massaging hand. Mira moved her kneading fingers upward and began caressing and fondling the erect tingling nipple.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh .. Mira ..”

Mira stopped and removed her hand from under Jessie’s robe and said,

“I want you to close your eyes. I am going to do something that will make you feel even better.”

Jessie closed her eyes and Mira slowly undid the sash to Jessie’s robe, causing the folds of the robe to part. Mira pushed the left part of the robe away from Jessie’s left breast. Mira leaned over Jessie and lowered her head. Her moist, warm breath bathed Jessie’s nipple just before it descended onto it with a delicious sucking and suckling action.

Jessie gasped as new and exciting sensations raced across her chest. Her body, for the first time, was responding to the touches of another female and her mind wasn’t sure what to do about it as unexplained ripples of pleasure followed Mira’s lips and hands.

“Ahh .. Ahh .. Ahh ..”

Both sides of the robe were now resting by Jessie’s sides. Mira’s eyes roamed over Jessie’s curvaceous nakedness, from her firm breasts down to her hairless labia. Mira’s hand returned to the kneading and massaging of Jessie’s right breast and Jessie moaned again when Mira’s mouth descended onto her excited right nipple. Mira now used both of her hands to knead and massage Jessie’s breasts and her suckling mouth switched between both engorged and tingling nipples. Jessie’s moans got louder and her hands grasped Mira’s head as she pushed her breasts upward into the suckling mouth.

“Oh Yes .. Oh Yes ..”

Mira smiled, everything was going perfectly, only one thing remained to be tried. Mira’s right hand left Jessie’s breast and massaged its way downward. Jessie felt the warm hand on her abdomen but her mind was too occupied with what Mira’s wonderful mouth was doing to her nipples, to think about where the hand was going.

Mira’s fingers reached the top of Jessie’s labia and slowly the kneading finger tips slipped onto Jessie’s clitoral hood and began caressing and manipulating the emerging clitoris. Another surprised gasped was heard at the contact and Jessie’s thighs spread apart.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Jessie’s mind was telling her that Mira’s exploring hands and mouth had to stop but her body wanted more of the wonderful sensations. The hand and fingers slipped further downward over Jessie’s swelling labia and Jessie’s open thighs quickly closed in an effort to stop the hand from going any further.

Jessie, in a gasping and quivering voice, said,

“No .. Mira .. No .. Not down there ..”

Mira’s hand continued to massage the folds of Jessie’s labia between her closed thighs and her thumb continued to caress the engorged clitoris. Soft cooing and mewing sounds escaped Jessie’s mouth and Mira smiled when she felt Jessie’s thighs slowly spread apart, allowing the exploring hand access to her open sex.

Jessie heard moans from the HDTV and looked with dazed and stunned eyes as a woman was thrusting three fingers into the other woman’s vagina. Mira didn’t miss the moment and slipped a finger between Jessie’s the moistening folds and began to explore Jessie’s female treasures. Jessie arched her hips against Mira’s exploring hand and gasped loudly, as the fingers nestled into her wet, clasping inner lips. Two fingers slipped inward twisting and turning and Jessie’s mind reeled with new sensations. Her aroused and dazed eyes watched the erotic scene on the HDTV as Mira’s fingers stroked into her excited vagina.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

The last obstacle was removed and Mira knew that Jessie was now ready for her.

Mira stopped and pulled away.

Jessie looked at Mira with questioning and pleading eyes.

Mira smiled and said,

“There is a better place for this, let’s go to my bedroom.”

Mira help Jessie stand on her shaky legs.

As they stood facing each other, Mira pushed Jessie’s robe off of her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. The scent of Jessie’s arousal drifted up into her face and her breath quickened. Mira undid the sash to her robe and soon it was laying on the floor. She smiled when she saw Jessie’s firm curvaceous body, the erect nipples on her full, firm breasts and her engorged organ of joy that stood out like a beacon at the top of labia.

Mira snuggled closer to Jessie’s body. Their lips met and Mira ran her tongue along the opening of Jessie’s lips. She felt Jessie’s body begin to tremble, knowing that she was about to be kissed by a woman for the first time. Mira slipped her tongue inward and found the tip of Jessie’s nervous tongue. She played with it for a few seconds and Jessie slowly returned the kiss. Soon their tongues were dancing and playing together. They wrapped their arms around each other and Jessie moaned into Mira’s mouth.

“mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ..”

While they kissed, Mira reached down and palmed Jessie’s swollen labia, her thumb pressed and swirled the rigid organ in ecstatic circles causing Jessie to break the kiss gasping loudly.

“Oh God .. Miraaaaa ..”

Mira removed her hand and kissed Jessie on her forehead and whispered,

“Come with me Jessie, I will show you that only a woman knows how to make love to another woman.”

She held Jessie’s hand and led her into the bedroom.

1.05 Mira, Jessie, First Lesbian Orgasm:

Mira turned off all the lights except those over the bed and adjusted those so they bathed the bed in a soft warm glow. Finally, she switched on the sound system so soft, romantic, mood music filled the room.

Mira drew close to Jessie and whispered,

“Jessie honey, I want you sit down on the edge of the bed and lay back with your feet on the floor.”

Jessie quickly did so. She shyly kept her thighs and legs close together. Mira put a bottle of oil on the floor.

She knelt down on the floor in front of Jessie’s bent and closed legs, rubbing her hands softly along Jessie’s inner thighs and heard her sigh as she spread her thighs apart. As her thighs parted, so did the swelling folds of her labia. Mira’s eyes feasted Jessie’s sexual treasures.

Mira stood up and leaned over Jessie’s body and they smiled at each other. Her hands began massaging Jessie’s face, neck and shoulders. working their way downward to Jessie’s breasts, lifting them with her hands as her fingers played with the stiff rubbery nipples. All the while, Mira planted soft butterfly type kisses along her shoulders and neck. Her fingers slipped deliciously around the nipples, pushing and pressing and then back to kneading of the firm mounds. Jessie closed her eyes savoring the feelings that another woman was giving her.

Both of Mira’s hands started a massaging action down Jessie’s abdomen toward the apex of her thighs. Jessie knew where they were headed and this time, she panted with anticipation.

“Uhh .. Uhh .. Uhh ..”

Mira stopped her hands at but not touching Jessie’s folds. She then started back up toward Jessie’s breasts. She found the eager nipples standing up like bullets and once again started to massage and knead them. Jessie’s engorged clitoris was begging for attention and her swollen labia oozed with her early wetness, making the folds glisten in the light. Her body moved where ever Mira’s hands moved and she cooed and mewed as her arousal heightened.

Mira repeated the massaging sweeps over and over again. Each time her hands coming closer and closer to touching Jessie’s swollen labia. Her kisses flowed from neck to both shoulders as her fingers slipped and tantalized the engorged nipples. Mira felt Jessie’s breathing become rapid and she smiled as Jessie’s head weaved back and forth as she pushed her breasts into her suckling mouth and kneading hands.

“Oh .. Mira .. Please ..”

Mira slipped down over Jessie’s body into a kneeling position in front of her spread thighs.

“Jessie honey, bring your feet up onto the edge of the bed.”

Jessie did so, presenting her raised and open sex to Mira’s adorning eyes.

Mira’s hands reached outward, the left grasped Jessie’s thigh near the hip and the right hand molded itself over Jessie’s labia and began massaging the swollen folds. Mira’s thumb pressed onto Jessie’s engorged clitoris with an ecstatic swirling action and her fingers slipped between the flared folds, nestling into the clasping inner lips. Jessie moaned and ground her sex into Mira’s hand. She leaned inward and her lips replaced her thumb on the straining organ with an ecstatic suckling action.

Jessie squealed with joy as the mouth and fingers gave her sensations that she had never felt before. She arched upward off the bed and her hands grasped Mira’s head tightly, pulling the devouring mouth further into her enraged sex. Mira’s firm grip on her hip prevented Jessie’s twisting body from breaking the contact.

While Mira’s lips and tongue suckled Jessie’s clitoris, she nudged two fingers into Jessie’s eager entrance. They ecstatically twisted and turned as they slowly inched into Jessie’s enflamed vaginal passage. Jessie had never felt such sensations of joy. She threw her head back and her hips ground her exploding sex into Mira’s mouth and stroking fingers. Her mind and body were thrown into a sexual frenzy.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Mira slipped a third finger into Jessie’s clenching vaginal sheath. Her thrusts were deep, then fast, always twisting and turning.

“Oh God .. Mira .. Something is ..”

Mira lifted her head from Jessie’s engorged throbbing clitoris and whispered softly and gently,

“Orgasm for me Jessie…. Orgasm for me now…..”

She restored her mouth and tongue to the swollen and enflamed folds and begging clitoris. Jessie swung her hips with a sense of urgency as that loving mouth returned and sucked the throbbing organ deep into the warm, moist mouth.

Jessie’s erect nipples felt as though they were going to explode. Her vaginal muscles clenched around the lunging fingers and her suckled clitoris was sending jolts of joy cascading throughout her body. She felt the long twisting fingers circle around the lining of her vagina as though they was looking for something. Mira’s exploring finger found the rough, bean shaped area of her elusive ‘G’ spot and began to massage and caress the hyper-sensitive tissues causing Jessie’s hips to buck and jerk wildly. Mira’s finger’s, mouth and tongue were pushing Jessie toward her orgasmic edge. Jessie squealed in joy as jolts of ecstasy exploded across her sex. Another finger joined in on the manipulation of her excited sweet spot and her body exploded with its first orgasm.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ..”

Mira didn’t stop her massaging fingers or the deep suckling of Jessie’s engorged organ of joy. Mira knew she could coax another orgasm from Jessie’s flailing body. She skillfully played the rhythm of Jessie’s orgasmic spasms like a symphony conductor. Suddenly the orgasmic pulses of her clitoris and vagina came in sync and Jessie’s body and mind exploded. Her hands fisted tightly, her toes curled. Her body arched and froze.

Bright flashes of orgasmic lights flashed across Jessie’s mind and eyes. Her thick vaginal juices gushed outward past the thrusting fingers drenching her thighs, the sheet and the floor.

Jessie broke out of the orgasmic freeze and her wail echoed around the room.

“IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ..”

Jessie slumped down onto the bed, gasping as delicious aftershocks rippled throughout her body. Her lesbian virginity was gone.

Slowly, Jessie’s aftershocks eased, and a warm glow radiated across her body.

Mira smiled at Jessie,

“Let’s relax together in the suite’s large Jacuzzi”

Jessie smiled and nodded her head.

1.06 Mira, Jessie, Jacuzzi:

Mira took Jessie’s hand and led her to the large Jacuzzi.

Jessie stood as Mira adjusted the water and the nozzles. She then found what she wanted from one of drawers. A large bottle of creamy, satiny bath additives and she smiled at Jessie as she poured a generous amount into the filling tub.

“This will make our bodies feel smooth and satiny.”

The Jacuzzi was now full and the jets swirled the water all through the large tub. Mira motioned for Jessie to get in first.

Jessie sighed as the creamy waters came in contact with her body. Wonderful sensations flowed over her legs, thighs and abdomen and breasts. When she was settled, Mira slipped in behind her, sliding her legs on either of Jessie. As she settled down, Jessie felt Mira’s hard nipples and firm breasts press against her back.

Mira whispered softly,

“Nothing is better than a warm Jacuzzi and wonderful companionship.”

Jessie smiled and leaned back against Mira as a pair of warm silky hands begin caressing her neck and shoulders. She sighed as the slow, sensual manipulation of her neck and shoulders sent relaxing ripples throughout her body. Mira’s skillful caresses soon had Jessie sighing as the relaxing ripples turned into feelings of pleasure.

“Oh .. Mira .. that feels so good ..”

Mira started planting delicious suckling kisses across Jessie’s neck and shoulders. Tendrils of arousing warmth spread throughout Jessie’s body, her hardening nipples felt tingly and her labia started to swell. Mira’s hands massaged their way up and down Jessie’s sides. Almost but not quite brushing against the sides of her breasts.

Jessie moaned, as she felt the tingling in her flared folds begin to intensify. Mira slipped her arms under Jessie’s arms and her hands molded themselves to Jessie’s firm breasts. She massaged and kneaded the firm mounds and her fingers slipped up onto Jessie’s nipples and began to caress and manipulate the erect buds. Jessie was savoring the sensations and was barely aware that Mira’s hands were trekking downward under the warm water until she felt two hands form onto her labia. Jessie gasped loudly when she felt two fingers slipping between her swollen folds and begin to ecstatically explore the silky furrow. Jessie’s juices flowed out and mixed with the swirling waters.

The expert fingers moved up to her long, thick, organ of joy and Jessie’s hips bucked and jerked at the ecstatic contact. Jessie gasped and panted as her arousal soared.

“Ahh .. Ahh .. Ahh ..”

Almost instinctively she pushed her sex down on the Mira’s loving hand. Her whole body was on fire, raging with a hot fierce need that Mira had created in only a few minutes. The silky Jacuzzi water made Mira’s fingers slip ecstatically over Jessie’s throbbing and aching clitoris. Her hips thrashed in the water as she tried to thrust her enflamed sex into Mira’s loving hands. Suddenly Jessie’s body bucked and jerked frantically and she wailed loudly as a quick and surprising orgasm rippled across her loins.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Mira smiled knowingly.

Jessie slumped back against Mira, her head rested on Mira’s shoulder.

Mira whispered in Jessie’s ear,

“It only gets better.”

Mira wasn’t thru yet, she felt Jessie should have one more orgasm. She reached around Jessie and pulled both of Jessie’s knees up and back so they were near the outer sides of her breasts. Jessie’s labia was moved upward and it flared open like a flower. The water jets pulsed into and around her still clasping inner lips and throbbing clitoris.

“Miraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ..”

Mira placed both hands in either side of Jessie’s labia and began a tantalizing, slow massage. Jessie moaned and panted as her folds swelled and once again her juices flowed and mixed with the swirling waters. The fingers of Mira’s left hand slipped into the parted furrow and again made their way up to her hard organ of joy.

Mira’s right hand started to circle Jessie’s flared folds. She could feel the oozing warmth of Jessie’s juices flow past her fingers. Jessie’s engorged clitoris pulsed and throbbed as Mira caressed and massaged the sensitive organ. Mira slipped two fingers into Jessie’s eager and waiting vaginal opening. Jessie wailed and her vagina clenched around the twisting, intruders trying to draw them further into her steamy passage.

“Oh ..God .. Oh God ..”

Jessie tried to thrust her hips but her position wouldn’t allow it. She arched her breasts outward and gasped and panted as waves of ecstasy flowed all through her body. Mira’s actions on Jessie’s clitoris and vagina increased and she could feel Jessie’s body begin to spasm and undulate. Jessie was being pushed rapidly toward her second orgasm. A third finger nudged into her clasping vagina, followed by a forth. All four began to relentlessly thrust, lunge and twist into Jessie’s seething passage.

Jessie’s breath was coming in deep gasps and heavy pants, her body shook and trembled. Her orgasm exploded upon her and her hips bucked out of the water. Mira’s hands followed Jessie’s contorting body and continued their relentless assault on her orgasming sex. Jessie’s thick vaginal juices gushed out past her spasming labia and swirled into the water.

“IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ..”

Jessie slumped back onto Mira’s soft body and moaned softly as Mira’s wonderful hands let her come down slowly from her orgasmic high As delicious aftershocks rippled across her body.

Mira whispered,

“That must have felt real good.”

Jessie still hadn’t caught her breath.

She panted softly.

“Oh God, yes ..”

They stayed that way for several minutes. Jessie closed her eyes and savored the wonderful feeling of being held in Mira’s loving embrace.

Mira whispered,

“Let’s go back to the bed.”

1.07 Lisa, Aron, Hair Removal:

Sara awoke shortly after her mother had left. She saw her nakedness as it lay on the sheet and smiled when she thought of her brother. She got off the bed and stood in front of the mirrored wall admiring her youthful body. She saw the patch of hair between her thighs and her mind told her it was time to remove it. She went into the bathroom and walked into the large walk-in shower. She smiled when she saw the bottle of depilatory and liquid soft soap sitting on a corner ledge.

The viewing audience now had a choice between Jessie and Lisa. Some screens were switched to show both.

Lisa picked up the depilatory and stepped back out of the flowing waters. She squeezed a liberal portion onto her arms, legs, the junction of thighs and between the cheeks of her buttocks. She squeezed more onto her hands and then began mixing the thick liquid into all the hair that she could find. Lisa wasn’t prepared for the delicious sensations that the liquid was giving her body. The tingling sensations slowly changed into ‘popping’ sensations. It was as if millions of bubbles were forming and exploding across her body. She kept her eyes closed and spread her arms and legs apart so all of her body could experience the wonderful ‘popping’ sensations.

When the sensations faded, Lisa stepped back into the flowing waters and gasped when saw all the hair on her body being washed away. Within seconds she saw her nuded labia and thighs and she smiled as a sense of excitement filled her mind.

She stepped back out of the waters, picked up the bottle of liquid soft-soap and squeezed a liberal amount of the silky soap into her hands. She spread and massaged the silkiness over her young breasts and tingling nipples. The slippery hands soon found their way down to her nuded labia and clitoris. She saw her clitoris peeking out if it protective cover and another gasp escaped her mouth as her slick fingers made contact with her hard organ of joy.

“Oh .. Jesussss ..”

Her arousing fingers didn’t stop there, her breathing quickened as they slipped between the swelling folds and teased the entrance to her womanhood. A long moan was heard as two fingers slipped past her twitching inner lips and into her vagina, twisting and turning.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Lisa stood back, gasping and panting,

‘No .. Not here, not in the shower.”

She got the removable shower head and took a deep breath before she started rinsing the silky soap from her body. The pulsing spray soon found its way down to the junction of her thighs and Lisa squealed as her excited clitoris exploded.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ..”

She smiled sheepishly at herself,

‘Just couldn’t resist it could you.’

She turned off the water and dried her glowing body. A flushed Lisa looked at herself in the mirror and a smile crossed her face when, she couldn’t remember the last time she had a clear view of labia and clitoris. She hunched down a bit and spread her thighs for a better look at her nuded sex.

Lisa turned off the water and dried herself off. Her mind told her that her brother Aron was waiting for her. With a beating heart she opened the door to his bedroom and walked in. They looked at each other’s nakedness for the first time and their breathing quickened as an unknown attraction seeped into their minds. Aron couldn’t understand the tingling sensations that were seeping into penis as he looked at his sister’s breasts and that compelling region between her thighs.

Lisa sat down on the bed and each looked at the other’s body. Aron blushed and Lisa watched spellbound as her brother’s penis slowly but steadily grew longer and thicker. It kept growing and a gasp escaped her mouth when her dazed eyes saw her brother’s six and half inch erection angled upward over his abdomen. She remembered her telling her that she was pretty sure that Aron was not masturbating yet and he had only experienced a few morning erections.

Lisa took his hand and whispered,

“Come with me into the bathroom and I will remove the hair so you and I can see your penis in all its glory.”

Aron wasn’t sure what that meant but it sounded good to him.

By the time Lisa had the warm waters flowing, Aron’s embarrassment had softened and they stepped into the back of the shower, away from the flowing waters. Lisa reached for the bottle of depilatory and knelt down in front of her brother. She pointed the open end of the bottle at the junction of Aron’s thighs and began drenching all the hair that she could find. Her hands lifted his penis and balls, squirting the thick liquid between the spread cheeks of his buttocks. When she finished applying the depilatory, she began working the liquid into his genital hair. Aron closed his eyes as exquisite sensations began building in penis, testicles and anal area. Lisa finished her work and leaned back on her lower legs .. waiting.

In a few seconds Aron closed his eyes and his body twitched as delicious popping sensations flooded his body. Despite his efforts, his nipples stiffened and his penis slowly stirred. Soon the sensations faded and Aron opened his eyes. He looked at the mirror and saw all the hair between his thighs dissolving. He saw his nuded, half erect penis, and groaned with embarrassment.

Lisa picked up the shower head and began washing away the depilatory and the remnants of Aron’s hair. He gasped as Lisa targeted his penis and couldn’t suppress a long moan as his penis soared to full erection. He moaned again, this time with disappointment when Lisa finished and removed the shower head. He stood there with a deep flush filling his face while his sister stared at his aroused body.

“Ohhhhhhh .. Nooooooo ..”

Lisa looked up into face and whispered,

“Its OK Aron, your allowed to get hard in front of me.”

Lisa returned the depilatory to the container and picked up a bottle of liquid soft soap. Aron tried twisting his hips to evade the slick hands and fingers as they spread the liquid silkiness over his body. One hand concentrated on his testicles and his straining hardness, and the other, his inner thighs and between the cheeks of his buttocks. Aron sighed as new sensations flooded into his mind. Lisa’s slick, soapy, right hand reached out and curled around her brother’s hard penis with an exquisite squeezing and gliding action. Aron gasped at the contact and thrust his hardness into Lisa’s hand. Aron knew that ‘something’ was about to happen, something that he had never felt before.

“Oh .. Oh .. What is happening ..”

Lisa whispered,

“Let it happen Aron, its going to make you feel real good ..”

Lisa felt the tell-tale throbs and jerks of Aron’s erection as he neared the ejaculating point. Aron moaned as his first ejaculation surged up his straining penis. He gasped loudly as his body thrust his straining hardness into his sister’s loving hands. His liquid joy swirled around the highly excited gland then exploded outward, splattering onto Lisa’s face and neck.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ..”

Aron slumped onto his knees in front of his sister gasping and panting as the sensations continued to ripple across his body. Through dazed eyes he looked down and saw the remnants of his ejaculation gushing and drooling from the from his softening penis, his mind was trying to understand what had just happened.

He liked it and wanted it to happen again.

Lisa wrapped her arms around her brother and whispered,

“Now that had to feel good.”

Aron looked at her with a sheepish smile on his face and nodded.

Lisa turned on the main shower head and they held each other close as the warm waters bathed their bodies. When finished, they dried each other off with soft plush towels. Aron closed his eyes as Lisa dried his genitals and sighed as those wonderful tingly sensations returned.

1.08 Lisa, Aron, Deepthroat:

They returned to the bedroom room and the naked siblings stood in front of each other. Lisa smiled and looked into her brother’s face,

“I am going to kiss you Aron.”

Aron saw her sister’s face coming nearer to his face and his first impulse was to shift his head away but Lisa’s hands gently head it. Their lips touched and Lisa ran her tongue across her brother’s closed lips. Aron felt the tongue slipping inward between his lips and closed his eyes as strange, new sensations flowed into his penis and testicles. The tips of their tongues touched and Aron sighed into Lisa’s mouth as the sensations intensified. She pushed her breasts into his chest and squirmed her abdomen against his. The sigh got louder as Aron was kissed for the first time. As the kiss became deeper and more passionate, Lisa felt a thickness pushing upward between their abdomens. She inched back a bit, allowing her brother’s hardness to slip upward between their bodies.

Aron broke the kiss gasping and Lisa looked into his dazed and flushed face.

“Ohhhh .. Lisa .. Its happening again down ‘there’.”

Lisa whispered,

“I will take care of those feelings for you.”

Lisa sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her thighs apart. She saw her brother’s eyes become fixed on her flared sex and his young manhood throbbed in front of her eyes.

“Come closer to me Aron, stand between my legs.”

Aron walked toward his sister and snuggled in close between her spread thighs. She reached out with both hands, one hand lifted his heavy testicles, the other wrapped itself, around his engorged member. A gasp escaped Aron’s mouth as her hands massaged his balls and squeezed his pulsing erection.

Lisa looked up into her brother’s face and saw the highly aroused look in his eyes. Her eyes trailed down his smooth youthful body and came to rest on the thick gland of his manhood which was barely inches from her face. She took both of her brother’s hands and brought them to her breasts and watched as his erection twitched in the air.

“Go ahead Aron, run your hands over my breasts and nipples.”

An innocent Aron began massaging and kneading the young mounds. Lisa had to tell him to do it slowly and gently and moaned softly as her brother’s fingers slipped onto her stiffening nipples with delicious swirls and presses. As their arousals soared, her hungry eyes feasted on his twitching member and the preseminal fluid that oozed from its gland. She reached out with a finger, pressing it into the slick opening of his urethra.

Aron gasped at the unexpected contact and his erection jumped excitedly.

“Ohhhhhhhhh .. Lisa ..”

She brought her finger back to her mouth and licked Aron’s precum into her mouth and thought to herself,

‘Oh .. I want more of that ..’

She looked into Aron’s aroused, glazed eyes and whispered,

“Aron, honey, lean inward and rest your head on my shoulder .. that’s good.”

She felt her brother’s warm panting breath on her neck.

Aron knew that something new and wonderful was about to happen to him. Lisa reached out under his leaning body and lifted his heavy balls with both hands. Aron gasped into her neck and his hardness jerked wildly.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Lisa’s right hand slipped up onto his throbbing member and cradled the thick tube of flesh with the palm of her hand. Her fingers swirled the slick precum over the swollen, glistening crown causing more of his preseminal fluids to drool onto her fingers. Aron looked under his leaning body and saw the agitated head of his penis come nearer and nearer to his sister’s open mouth. He closed his eyes when he felt a warm, moist breath of air wash across his tingling gland.

He held his breath waiting .. waiting .. and then he felt the most incredible sensation that his young body had ever felt as his excited crown slipped between his sister’s lips and into her warm, suckling mouth. Ecstatic jolts of joy gripped his member as Lisa’s lips, tongue and mouth caressed and suckled on the head of his straining hardness.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..”

Lisa’s mouth started a slow descent onto Aron’s throbbing erection. She raised up a bit and tilted her head. Aron’s engorged member glided past her lips into her suckling mouth and down into her clenching throat.

He gurgled with joy as Lisa’s warm throat muscles began kissing and squeezing his excited hardness. With a torturous twisting motion, Lisa lifted her head and Aron’s throbbing erection was slowly pulled outward. When the hyper stimulated gland reached her mouth, she closed her cheeks around it with a forceful suctioning action. Her tongue swirled around the excited head and played with the oozing opening. Aron bucked and squealed as she sucked up his slick precum with her curled tongue as though it was a straw.

“Lisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ..”

Lisa smiled inwardly at Aron’s torment and then skewered her loving throat back onto Aron’s enraged organ. Aron’s hips began bucking and thrashing, his hands left Lisa’s arms and gripped his sister’s head when he felt that ecstatic milking action encase his straining manhood when it again descended into the incredible mouth and throat.

Lisa knew that Aron’s was on the edge of ejaculating and pulled upward until the head of his hard penis was between her cheeks. Her cheeks began an ecstatic suctioning action that caused Aron to pull her head further onto his raging hardness and buck his hips forward, burying his excited erection in her milking throat.

Aron was catapulted into a sexual frenzy. He gurgled incoherently as his thick load of semen entered the base of his straining member and shot up his highly agitated erection. The liquid joy swirled around the tingling head and then spewed outward into his sister’s thirsty mouth and throat.

Aron wailed in orgasmic ecstasy.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ..”

Lisa feasted on the delicious nectar and quickly pulled Aron outward so only the sensitive gland remained in her mouth. She wanted to taste and swirl Aron’s thick essence in her mouth. As her hands continued massaging his churning balls, Lisa’s mouth coaxed another forceful stream to spew into her deep suckling mouth.

Aron lifted his head from Lisa’s shoulder and squealed with joy.

“IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ..”

Lisa’s cheeks ballooned as her brother’s thick nectar gushed into her mouth. Aron slumped onto Lisa’s arms and shoulders, exhausted and drained. His spurting and softening penis slipped from his sister’s reluctant mouth. Slowly, he came down from his orgasmic high and Lisa looked into his grateful eyes and held him close, wrapping her arms around him. She felt his body tremble and he moaned softly as the aftershocks ebbed from his body.

They broke the embrace and Aron stood up in front of Lisa.

Lisa said,

“Now you know how good that thing’ between your legs can make you feel.”

Lisa told Aron to stand there while she dashed to the bathroom and returned with a warm, damp wash cloth. She smiled at her brother and hummed a tuned as she washed and cleaned the slippery slickness from balls, thighs and flaccid penis. Her hands manipulated the thick tube of flesh within the soft, plush towel and it quickly stirred as his youthful sexual rejuvenation returned. Soon her hands had his surging penis throbbing in front of her eyes.

1.09 Lisa, Aron, Sibling Mating:

Their eyes again feasted on each other’s bodies and Lisa looked in awe as Aron’s penis remained rock solid as it strained between his thighs. It was time for Lisa to teach her brother the sensations of a penis slipping into a tight vaginal passage.

She put a pillow at the head of the bed and one at the center for her hips and quickly climbed onto the bed, positioning herself on the pillows, her eyes never left the body of her highly aroused brother. She looked down her body and saw Aron at the foot of the bed and held out her arms toward him. He quickly climbed onto the bed and shuffled forward on his knees, moving between her bent and spread legs and leaned over her body. Their lips, mouths and tongues met and they kissed deeply and passionately.

The instructional ‘suggestions’ came to the surface of his mind. Aron broke the kiss and started to plant light suckling kisses along Lisa’s cheeks, neck and down to her shoulders. His loving lips trekked further down toward Lisa’s right breast. Lisa held her breath as they came nearer and nearer. She felt a warm, moist breath bathe her excited right nipple and then the suckling mouth descended onto it. Aron’s lips and tongue began to caress and manipulate the erect bud and Lisa gasped as she arched her breast into her brother’s devouring mouth.

“Sooooooo Niceeeeee ..”

Aron’s caressing lips slipped off of her right breast and suckled its way to her left breast. The massaging and kneading hands switched to her right breast. Lisa’s moans became louder and the contortions of her upper body became more frantic as Aron’s lips and hands paid loving homage to her breasts and erect, bullet-like nipples.

“Yessss .. Aronnnnnn .. Yessss ..”

Aron massaged his hands downward and placed them on her inner thighs and slowly, almost teasingly moved inward and formed themselves around the swollen folds. A low guttural moan escaped her lips when the hands started to massage and knead the flared outer folds. His fingers soon became slick with her wetness and he started a delicious exploratory journey up and down the slick, pink crease.

His mouth left her breast and started to explore its way down her across her abdomen. His suckling mouth neared the top of her labia and Lisa quickly grabbed his head and moaned in expectation. Suddenly Aron’s fingers pushed and swirled onto her rigid clitoris and Lisa screamed in ecstasy. Through the dense fog of arousal, she watched with panting gasps as his head came nearer and nearer to her flared treasures.

Slowly .. slowly .. slowly, and then ..

Lisa gasped loudly as his moist hot lips closed over the swollen folds and his tongue slipped ecstatically into the pink recesses of her slick furrow. Aron felt the quivering inner lips caress the tip of his tongue and he began a delicious tracing around the oozing opening.

For the first time, Lisa was wondering how her brother knew what to do. She knew he had never been with a girl, but yet he was doing everything right, everything perfectly, as if he was being guided.

With agonizingly slowness, her brother’s tongue slipped upward toward Lisa’s engorged and waiting organ of joy. Her hands tightened their grasp on his head in a futile attempt to speed that wonderful mouth on its way to her clitoris. Her hips arched up and she wailed as the hot, wet, swirling tongue curled around her hard, aching organ of joy.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh .. Goddddddddd ..”

Her hips ground wildly and soft mewling animal sounds began spewing from her open her mouth. Aron’s lapping tongue slipped back down Lisa’s slick crease and once again played with the clasping opening to her vagina. This time, the exploring tongue nudged inward, bringing a low guttural groan from Lisa, whose soft, warm thighs were opening and closing against the sides of his moving head. Aron could feel his sisters vaginal opening trying to draw his stroking tongue deeper and deeper into it.

Aron’s suckling mouth reacquired the hard, throbbing organ of joy and at the same time, his fingers slipped past her inner lips with an ecstatic twisting and turning action. Lisa’s hips bucked and ground against Aron’s devouring mouth and thrusting fingers. His probing fingers stumbled onto the bean shaped area of his sister’s elusive ‘G’ spot and began an ecstatic caressing of the excited tissues. Both her hands gripped his head tightly and she threw head back and screeched loudly.

“Ahhhhhhhh .. ARONNNNNNNN ..”

Suddenly Aron stopped and leaned back on his lower legs. Through dazed eyes she saw Aron’s glistening erection jerking in the air and her heart raced with anticipation.

“Oh God! Aron .. It is so beautiful ..”

Aron looked at Lisa and smiled as he flexed his straining member. Lisa had to explore that magnificent pillar one more time. she lifted herself up from the bed and crawled toward the hard tube of flesh that was beckoning to her. A sharp intake of breath was heard as her hands wrapped themselves around it with soft squeezes and massages. Her vagina and clitoris rippled with expectancy as the massive thickness throbbed in her hands. Her hands dropped down lifting Aron’s swaying balls and her mind reeled when the heavy, soft pouches that lay within her cupping hands.

Lisa saw the clear liquid oozing over the glistening head of Aron’s erection and was drawn to it like a magnet. Her hands left Aron’s testicles and she renewed her exploration of the straining hardness. The fingers of her right hand slipped onto the slick gland and began swirling the slick precum in delicious circles. She heard Aron moan and his erection jerked in her hands. Lisa leaned inward and her tongue replaced her fingers and Aron moaned again as Lisa adorned the excited head of his erection. Her tongue slipped into the puckering opening and she felt the slick warmness seep onto the tip of her tongue. It was like an aphrodisiac and Lisa began sucking on the head of her brother’s manhood.

Aron gasped loudly and gently pulled his sister away from his erection and she looked at him with puzzlement in her eyes. Her young brother was learning how to control his rising excitement.

Lisa settled back down on the bed and adjusted her hips on the pillow. Her breathing quickened and her labia twitched as Aron shuffled forward between her spread thighs. His hands grasped her legs behind the knees and positioned them on the bed beside her breasts and slithered up and over her panting body. He smiled as her enflamed sex was pushed upward and he pressed his engorged hardness between the swollen lips pushing them further apart. Lisa cooed as Aron began an ecstatic sawing motion, up and down, up and down, causing her to twist her sex in a futile attempt to get the thick gland to nestle into her clasping inner lips. Her body and mind screamed for penetration and she reached between their bodies and grasped the hard tube of flesh with her right hand. With a sense of urgency, she guided the slick head so it slid up and down her swollen, wet crease not letting it lose contact with her sex until it was poised at the clenching opening to her womanhood.

Lisa looked at her brother with pleading eyes,

“Please .. Aron .. Please.”

Aron smiled and nestled further between Lisa’s clasping inner lips. Her loins rippled with ecstatic sensations as the head nudged against the entrance to her enflamed vagina and then slowly slipped inward. Her elastic entrance stretched eagerly to accommodate the wonderful thickness and a sharp hiss of joy escaped her mouth as the gland ‘popped’ inward and her vaginal entrance kissed and caressed the slick crown of her Lover. Aron nudged the first inch of his hardness into her seething vagina which eagerly stretched to accommodate the throbbing thickness. Aron pushed further inward and was rewarded with a deeper groan.

Lisa felt the most incredible stretching of her vagina and a wonderful sense of fullness as three inches of hard, thick joy pushed and stretched its way into her enflamed passage. Lisa wanted more, she begged for more. She gurgled and mewed as Aron sunk into the depths of her sexual being. She gasped as the thick erection kept slipping into her until all six and half inches of her brother’s manhood was nestled deeply within her young womanhood.

Lisa could feel every fleshy ridge of the massive organ buried within her. Her vaginal muscles expanded and started to clench around the flexing organ. Aron waited a moment, flexed again as another moan of rising pleasure escaped his sister’s open mouth. Aron slowly withdrew, almost all the way out, and then slipped all the way back in. He withdrew again and stopped when Lisa suddenly arched up with a loud gasp, swinging her hips in tight circles and her moans got louder.

“There .. there .. Oh God .. Aron ..”

Aron wasn’t sure what Lisa was trying to tell him, but he did know that he was was at that particular point in his sister’s vagina that his fingers had given her so much joy earlier. He adjusted his position so the angle of his erection pointed upward and dragged it back and forth until Lisa again arched up over the bed squealing loudly. Lisa’s mind was filled with an intense wave of ecstatic joy that surged through her highly excited vagina and shot upward, connecting with her rigid organ of joy and then into her excited bullet-like nipples. She wailed as the stroking gland teased and caressed her exploding sweet spot.

It was incredible. Lisa was overloaded with raw pleasure, and she knew she was rapidly climbing toward her orgasmic trip point. Aron’s strokes continued to enrage her enflamed vagina, sometimes sliding all the way in, filling her completely, once, twice, three times, before pulling back and sparking her sweet spot again. She gasped and groaned, unable to fully catch her breath. Her body was frozen, spread open and lewdly thrust upward, unable or unwilling to move, not wanting the incredible connection to be broken.

“Oh God .. Yes .. More .. Deeper .. Faster ..”

Suddenly, Lisa thrust her enraged sex forcefully upward impaling herself completely on her brother’s granite hardness and her legs shot outward in a wide ‘V’ kicking franticly in the air. Her eyes and mouth snapped open as her body ecstatically exploded with her first orgasm. The orgasmic lightning struck inside her ecstatic body and she screamed. Her arms curled around her brother’s neck tightly and her legs locked themselves around his lower back.

Lisa couldn’t stop convulsing or screeching as her body wide orgasm exploded throughout her sexual being. She was so completely full and her orgasming juices squished and gushed around the hard organ which was giving her so much joy.

Lisa’s foaming wetness gushed outward past her swollen and clenching folds. Her inner muscles squeezed and milked the pulsing flesh that was deeply embedded within her body. Her rigid, jerking clitoris felt as though it was going to explode. Her whole body shook and trembled as her orgasm seemed to last forever.

Aron let her rest while his flexing manhood remained buried deeply within in her. Soon, Lisa cooed again as her Lover withdrew and began to stroke into her with gentle, full length thrusts. She felt his huge, heavy testicles push between her spread thighs with each inward thrust as delicious aftershocks continued to flood her satisfied body.

He lunged inward and Lisa felt incredibly full when the wonderful thickness entered her cervix and pushed against the flowering portal to her womb. She breathed heavily with quick pants in response to the delicious impalement. Aron withdrew so the thick head teased the sucking inner lips and then slithered back into the depths of his sister’s seething passage.

Lisa once again moaned and gurgled as her body vaulted up the arousal ladder.

Both of Aron’s hands grasped her thighs and again started a slow, building rhythm as his member stroked steadily in and out of his sister’s frothy, excited vaginal passage and her deep gasping sounds registered her body’s rising levels of ecstasy. She began thrusting and grinding her hips back onto the long, thick organ that was plunging into the depths of her sexual being. For the first time she was hearing her brother’s deep, gasping pants as his strokes took on a sense of urgency. She wanted to return the joy that he was giving her and began clenching her vaginal muscles with exquisite squeezes and massages. Aron gasped as his straining manhood became encased within a deep sucking and milking sheath.

Lisa now wanted, now needed and now craved for Aron’s thick, jettisoning essence to flood into her enflamed sex. Aron’s deep strokes intensified and Lisa tightened her arms around her brother and skewered her enflamed sex in tight circles. Suddenly Aron plunged inward and his jerking member began to thicken and flex wildly within her milking passage. Lisa felt the most incredible ballooning sensation in her seething vagina as a flood of thick, hot semen spewed from the flexing gland. She thrust her hips forcefully upward and squealed with joy.

Aron pulled his straining erection outward and then thrust inward again and again as his spasming gland unleashed another forceful, flood of semen. The ecstatic feelings spread throughout Lisa like a series of freight trains, rumbling from her vagina and connecting with her exploding clitoris, up to her breasts, nipples and then flooding into her mind.

Lisa’s second, climatic orgasm was total and all consuming.

Her toes curled and her arms again tightened around his neck. Her orgasmic scream drowned out Aron’s deep moans. Bright flashes of orgasmic lights danced across her wide open eyes. Every cell in her body vibrated with ecstasy. His spewing essence went on and on, his hips were grinding his granite-like shaft deep into her frenzied sex, flooding her clenching womanhood again and again with his thick essence.

Lisa screamed in orgasmic joy.

Her sensory system went into overload and she lost consciousness for several moments. Her body continued to orgasm as Aron flexed his erection as he continued to ejaculate.

He leaned over Lisa and waited for her to regain consciousness. She awoke to intense multiple aftershocks and felt his huge member still flexing within her. She wrapped her arms around him and aggressively kissed him as her body spasmed and convulsed. She moaned into his mouth with sexual fulfillment and satisfaction. Aron hunched up his hips and slowly his softening penis slipped out of his sister’s reluctant and stretched vagina with a loud slurping sound Torrents of vaginal juices and ejaculant gushed out of the gaping opening and flowed down her thighs.

Aron bent down and planted a suckling kiss on each of her erect nipples. His warm hands formed onto the swollen folds of her slick labia and she moaned as she ground her sex against his hands.

Aron laid his slick penis on Lisa’s abdomen and she reached down and massaged his slick, oozing penis.

“Let’s have a quick shower, some refreshments and get back here to the bed.”

Their audience loved what they had just witnessed between the two sixteen year olds. Sara smiled an continued to watched the two large screens showing Jessie and her two Siblings. She knew they would be reunited shortly and would meet with them to discuss more of THP’s room services and the Fitness Room.

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Bob has a dicky stomach so is staying in, whilst the girls go out for a girl’s night out.

Anita has a surprise lined up for Sue.

Dear reader, hopefully, you will enjoy my story.

It will help if you have read the previous chapters of this series, but you could still bluster through if you so wish, as most will become obvious as the story unfolds.

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Sue and Anita set off into the warm evening to join the throngs of people also heading out. Their first bar was a tourist hangout, with loud music helping to get the party mood warmed up. Ironically, the music got tiresome as they had to shout to be heard and both wanted to be less candid. So they finished their drinks and moved on

Anita’s next stop was the more open beach pop up bar where she’d first met Bob. The music wasn’t as loud, and they could occupy the same quieter end of the bar Anita had originally sat with Bob. Anita got some shots, and they settled in whilst watching the throngs of clubbers at the tables before them.

Anita hugged Sue and held her hand as she was still in a daze and couldn’t believe how wonderful this holiday was developing. In any other world, this ménage à trois relationship would be fraught with jealousies and competition.

“Sue, I wanted to thank you and Bob, as I’m having a wonderful holiday. You’ve both accepted me for who I am without judgment. I would never have surfed or ridden a pony on my own and it’s all thanks to you two encouraging me.”

“Oh, but Anita, you are wonderful. You’ve gotten us out of a rut that we’ve been in for years. You’ve shown us a world of sex we wouldn’t have dreamt of a week ago. I feel years younger.”

“You and Bob are lovely Sue, looking after me rather than use or abuse me,” Anita said, blushing at her confession, hinting at her past. “It would have been so easy for you to have gone mad and divorced Bob when you discovered we’d been having sex.”

“I’m so glad I didn’t. I could never have explored Miss Stephens had I not met you and don’t think I could divorce Bob. Oh, I’d make his life hell, but we’ve been married too long to change. I think we’ve both explored and discovered far much more than we care to admit.” Sue said, on her own admission.

“My fear is Sue that this is almost too good to be true, and the holiday is drifting by and I wonder if or how this could continue?” Anita asked, but couldn’t look Sue in the eyes, as the reality of it saddened her.

“That’s our fear too. Anita, we’re not young, in a few years we will be knocking on the door of 60 and it isn’t healthy for someone as young as you to be tied down with two near pensioners.”

“But we can still…?” Anita said, full of hope.

“Oh, I sure hope so, but I think it has to be your decision. It wouldn’t be fair for us to expect you to look after us in our wheelchairs in ten years?” Sue said, laughing, hoping to put a lighter note on things.

Anita laughed and hugged her, then turned the conversation to more casual, lighter things. Soon after, they finished their drinks and left. Anita led Sue away from the bar, knowing they were close to her target bar.

“Come on Sue, I am hoping we have a pleasant surprise waiting for us,” Anita said, trying to hide her excitement.

“Ooo, I think I like your surprises,” Sue said, giggling with the drink catching up with her.

After walking past a few bars, they arrived at Anita’s target bar. The ‘Surf Shack’ was decorated as described. Like a surf shack, with rough-cut timber facades and surfboards hanging off the walls, and ceiling, with a great vibe inside.

The two girls wound their way past the smokers outside into the more spacious inner non-smoking bar area. Whilst they were waiting to order their drinks at the bar, Anita felt an arm on her waist.

“Hi Anita, how’s your ankle? I wasn’t expecting you this early?”

Anita turned to find Chrissy, drink in hand, smiling at her. She wore a pink dress with thin shoulder straps that left her tanned shoulders and arms bare but was low cut affording Anita a prime view of her ample cleavage. Seeing Anita’s eyes drop, Chrissy breathed a little deeper to show the lack of tan lines on her now heaving breasts.

“Hi, oh sorry, we can bar crawl around the block to come back later?” Anita said sarcastically and then saw the disappointment in Chrissy’s face as she saw Sue alongside her.

“You remember, Sue? Sue, this is Chrissy, the first aider from the stables,” Anita said, introducing them to be sure and try to re-enforce with Chrissy that they were together.

“Oh, Hi Chrissy, thanks for looking after Anita.” Sue and Chrissy shook hands, then Sue turned her focus to the arriving barman to give him their drinks order.

With Sue distracted by the barman, Chrissy scolded Anita under the sound of the music.

“Why’ve you brought your mum? It’s a real buzz kill.”

“Haha, your assumptions and first impressions aren’t always right. I told you it’s complicated.” She needed to win Chrissy over and explain her compromise for Sue to have her surprise.

“Okay, but she isn’t my mum… She’s my lover and we come as a pair.”

Anita let that blunt statement hang there, hoping Chrissy had preloaded herself with enough drink to accept her suggested condition or maybe preferred it that way.

“You accidentally saw my hidden delights, so either you are a trans-curious lesbian or another T-girl?” Anita asked.

“My long-term girlfriend left me for an Australian surf chic. I don’t normally chase tourists but you’re right, I’m trans-curious… You’re pretty, have a lush body and look available?” Chrissy said.

A hint of pain showed in her eyes, but her hand stroking Anita’s arm reflected her intentions.

Sue cut in, passing a small beer bottle to Chrissy. “The bartender said that was your usual?”

Chrissy, whilst looking a little stunned, smiled to confirm back at Sue, then nodded a ‘thanks’ to the barman. Anita placed her hand on the back of Sue’s head and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, whilst her free hand drifted over her breasts, fondling them. Sue enjoyed and was excited with this public display of passion.

Everyone else in the bar was too busy to notice, except for Chrissy, who found it an exciting display between an odd couple.

“So, Chrissy, if you want me, we come as a pair?” Anita pressed for a decision.

“But what about your dad?”

“Hmm, there you go again… He’s not my dad. Bob’s Sue’s husband and my other lover…… They’re an open-minded couple I met on Saturday. He’s having a night in, so you have us to yourself.” Anita smiled and let that sink in.

“Hmm, nothing kinky though?” Chrissy said, looked unsure, her eyes searching around the bar to see if Bob was lurking in the shadows.

“Oh no, well nothing beyond a Trans-woman and middle-aged woman with a lesbian desire she needs filling,” Anita said, laughing, hoping the prospect was exciting enough for Chrissy.

“Hmm, I’m interested, but…” Chrissy still was unsure.

“Well, that is the deal, is both of us or neither… Sue is only part of the conditions… I would however, like to spice up the deal?” Anita hoped Chrissy was braver and more trans-curious than her eyes suggested.

Sue had paid the barman and returned to join Anita and Chrissy, with both drinks in hand, and now Sue was eager to join the conversation. Anita smiled and winked at Sue, leaning into Chrissy to talk into her ear, leaving Sue unable to hear her conversation with Chrissy.

Anita explained her idea to surprise Sue and her further conditions, causing Chrissy to giggle. Anita realised Chrissy was on board when she nodded and her free hand squeezed her arm. Chrissy excitedly replied into Anita’s ear and kissed her on the cheek.

“Okay, I’ll let my friends know I won’t be joining them, I’ll be back in a minute.”

Sue now felt a little at a loss at the possibility of having been used. It seemed this had all been a ruse for Anita to meet up with Chrissy. Sue passed Anita her drink and took a sip of her own, about to give Anita a piece of her mind.

“Sue, what do you think of Chrissy? Is she a suitable substitute for Miss Stephens? She’s fit, tanned, has gorgeous boobs and a gorgeous tight ass.”

Anita nodded to Chrissy as she wound her way across the bar to her friends. Chrissy’s pink tight fitting, summer dress flicked with each of her hips sways, whilst also hugging her tight backside, with her shoulders and arms exposing her tanned skin. Anita’s comment put Sue right off her prepared admonishment.

“Err, yes she is pretty… But you know I don’t like women in that way, with what’s missing between their legs?”

“Well, we’ve come to a compromise. She’s dying to have a piece of me, but I’m NOT leaving you on your own. I’ve told her we come as a pair. Sue, if you’re ever going to experience a woman, now is your chance, on neutral ground, plus I’ll be with you.”

“So this my surprise?” Sue wasn’t sure why she was getting excited between her legs, whether it was the prospect of more sex with Anita or the chance of a Lesbian experience with Chrissy. She glanced again to Chrissy across the bar and felt her heart flutter at the prospect of seeing her naked.

“Yes. I hope you don’t mind? As long as it works for the three of us, it could be fun.” Anita smiled, realising Sue was getting on board with her surprise.

~~~

Across the bar, Chrissy reached her friends, and she quickly explained her dilemma.

“What?” Asked her friend Bee, not comprehending the issues.

“I said; I fancy the tall redhead with purple highlights, but she’s not interested if her friend isn’t included.”

“Whaaat?” Bee repeated as Jules and Janice laughed hysterically. “That’s her mother with her, isn’t it?”

“No, they’re lovers, it’s kind of kinky but also a turn on,” Chrissy said, blushing but excited. “I’ve had threesomes before, but not like this…”

“What’s different? She’s not that old, she’s cute. I’d fuck her,” Jules said, giggling. “Although that hair cut isn’t doing her any favours.”

“Anita’s with the ginger hair is the one I want to fuck… Well, I actually want her to fuck me…” Chrissy said, in a stage whisper. “She’s got a cock, a very nice one from the bulge I saw… She’s a trans-woman… A very fuckable one at that… It’s something I’ve never considered, but now I want her to have me.”

Chrissy quickly explained how that afternoon she’d checked Anita’s ankle out and how the breeze gave her a view up her skirt to see a cock shaped bulge in her leggings.

“It’s all I’ve thought about since,” Chrissy said, admitting her desires. “I’ve never fancied cock before… But on that body, it would be a treat.”

“So what’s the problem?” Bee asked, with Jules and Janice nodding approvingly.

“I don’t know… But you know those scam warning adverts, ‘if it sounds too good to be true, it is’.”

“Look, don’t kick a gift horse in the mouth, go fuck them… We’ll stay until you’re happy so we can back you up… or if you want an orgy?” Bee said, hoping for the latter.

“Ginger is looking better and better… after another drink, the short blond one can have me too,” Janice said, sending all the friends into a frenzy of innuendo and giggles.

~~~

Chrissy left her friends and returned across the bar to rejoin Anita and Sue with doubt in her eyes, glancing back at her friend’s who also looked unsure.

“I’m not so sure… It all sounds too good to be true,” Chrissy said to Anita.

Before Anita could respond, Sue gave Anita her drink and stepped in between them. She cupped her hand behind Chrissy’s neck, pulling her down to give her a lingering, passionate kiss on her lips. Her spare hand-pulled Chrissy’s free hand round to her bum, guiding her forefinger so she could feel the gem end of the butt plug deep inside Sue.

Sue removed her guiding hand but Chrissy kept her fingers there, tapping and pressing on the butt plug’s end, exciting Sue further, as Chrissy ground her pelvis into Sue. Finally, their kiss ended, both women smiling, pecking little kisses on each other. Sue stepped back to see Anita grinning and Chrissy turning to her friends to wave and mime an ‘OK’ sign.

Across the bar, Chrissy’s three friends agreed to spice up their evening with some fun at Chrissy’s expense. Pretending to mistake the wave as an invitation, they made their way across the bar to join the waiting trio.

“Hi girls, I’m Bee, this is Janice and Jules,” Bee said, as they waved and nodded their introductions.

Chrissy stole them each an evil glare, knowing their game. The three were all dressed to party, with the shortest, tightest skirts they could muster and figure-hugging tops. Jules stepped forward to pair with Sue, her hand stroking the small of her back as she made small talk.

Chrissy stayed resolutely with Anita, wrapping her arm defensively around her, guessing Bee’s intentions. The six partied together, making small talk, enjoying the music and the surrounding vibe. Bee played the ringleader, telling some scandalous jokes and teasing everyone whilst casually dancing to anything with a beat.

Sue enjoyed the attentions of the younger women. Jules especially as she was very tactile, her hands running over Sue’s arms and back as the two talked. Sue found it invigorating to be out in such a relaxed company, chatting about nothing, dancing to whatever beat played and enjoying each other’s visual treats.

The drink having already relaxed her, Sue found her eyes regularly dropping to rest on each of the three attractive women’s breasts as they talked and danced. Jules were nicely rounded and ample, slightly exaggerated by her smaller size. Bee’s nipples kept showing through her blacktop. Janice’s smaller breasts jiggled when she laughed.

As Sue danced with them chatting, she found her eyes dropping further to watch their pert cheeks and long legs. Jules brought a round of drinks and she came from behind Sue to pass her drink, pressing her ample boobs into Sue’s back. Once her hand became free, she ran it down Sue to her hips, pulling her in to grind into her bum for a fleeting moment, lingering a tantalising kiss on her shoulder.

Sue’s body ran with an exciting shiver at this young woman’s attention, feeling herself moisten between her legs, enjoying being with these young excitable bodies. After a few drinks, she even wondered about what they would look like in their underwear or even naked, not being so repulsed by what is hidden inside their panties.

Bee, Janice and Jules enjoyed their toying with Sue, especially as her nipples showed her hidden excitement after Jules’s kiss. They always enjoyed toying with any tourist they could trap, but Sue was more enjoyable than your average lone straight tourist entrapment. Bee could see Jules would happily pair off with Sue, but the night was progressing and their favourite nightclub would now hold more opportunities.

Anita enjoyed Chrissy’s attention as they chatted about each other’s work, lives and hopes. Both realising that their conversation was beyond flirtatious fun, the two had a connection. Both women wanted to know more about each other beyond the holiday. Chrissy’s touch was more than an exciting fizzle, and her eyes followed Anita as she talked.

Anita had kept a watchful eye on Sue, watching her enjoy the attentions of the three circling lesbians, like cats playing with their prey. It was all harmless fun as Anita noticed Sue’s growing affections with Jules. A fit of fleeting jealousy crept through her seeing Sue’s nipples showing through her dress and her beaming smile enjoying the attention poured on her by other young women.

Bee announced it was time to move on to a club, inviting Anita, Sue and Chrissy, with them. Astonishingly Chrissy stepped forward to decline, saying the three would remain. All three hugged and kissed goodbyes. Jules embraced Sue, using her tongue with Sue reciprocating, each delving into each other’s willing open mouths. Jules hand brushing and fondling Sue’s soft boob and hard nipple.

Sue, despite wanting Jules’s fondling to continue, repeated her trick with Chrissy. Sue guided her hand around her back to introduce her fingers to her gem butt plug. Jules pulled from her kiss, looking shocked at Sue, giggled then delved her tongue back into Sue’s willing open mouth, as her fingers tapped and teased her butt plug.

Bee finally pulled Jules away, for her to rejoin Janice, and the three worked their way out of the busy bar, waving. Sue returned to Anita and Chrissy, a little flustered in her excitement, blushing. Anita squeezed Sue’s bum in approval, welcoming her back with a kiss.

The women chatted and danced as they finished their drinks. Chrissy became more comfortable, with the three sharing wandering hands and kisses as they danced. No one seemed to pay attention to the trio in the bar, as their excitement raised enough for them to decide it was time to move on.

Soon they were exiting a taxi outside a newish typical suburban terraced house on the outskirts of town. Sue paid the driver and asked him for a card, so they could call for a homeward journey later. Inside the house was sparsely furnished, and like many new homeowners, Chrissy apologised for invisible messes and lack of furniture.

“Um, would you like a drink?” Chrissy asked, then realised that none of them was there for more drink.

Seeing the negative responses and anticipation for the agreed debauchery on their faces, Chrissy pointed and led them giggling upstairs to her bedroom. The bedroom was bare except for a large mirrored dresser and a double bed with lots of cushions, but no wardrobes.

“It’s all right, everything we need is with the real mess in the spare room. You girls wait here…”

Chrissy disappeared with Sue and Anita able to hear her in the spare bedroom, talking to herself searching for something. Sue and Anita hugged, kissing and enjoying each other’s bodies, warming up their excitement. From the hallway, Chrissy’s voice rang out.

“Right you two, I need you to strip to your underwear to see what contraband you are hiding and why you are in my office for detention.”

The two feigned surprise. Gradually the pair undressed, hanging their dresses and purses on the back of the dressing table chair. Standing in their underwear, the pair couldn’t help but giggle with excitement as Chrissy walked in.

Sue nearly wet herself at the image, Chrissy was as sexy a school teacher as any student could imagine. She stood in the doorway in a typical school teacher’s gown and mortarboard hat, with a riding crop in her one hand. Her free hand flicked her gown open to reveal her naked beneath except for red silk lingerie, red fishnet stockings and a long blue strapon.

She made a beeline for Anita. “I can already see you have some contraband girl.”

She pulled Anita’s shaft from her panties and slowly stroked it, then turned to Sue, beckoning her. “Come here, girl.”

Sue coyly walked over to her as Chrissy put her riding crop on the bed and slid her hand into Sue’s panties, her fingers exploring her wet delights, as Sue moaned.

“Hmm, you’re all wet girl, you need to strip for inspection.”

As Sue removed her bra and panties, Chrissy dropped to her knees and enveloped Anita’s shaft in her mouth, sucking her hard. Chrissy stopped as soon as Anita moaned and stood back up, licking her lips. She undid the gown and span it off onto the floor while throwing her mortarboard to one side. Her red silk bra followed, releasing a gorgeous pair of large pert breasts, making Sue and Anita gasp in appreciation.

Chrissy stood there swishing her riding crop, enjoying seeing Sue and Anita’s eyes hungry for her, making her wetter with anticipation. She was excited to see Anita primarily hairless and Sue with the minimum trimmed hair on her bonnet.

“Neither of you are to cum unless I allow you to… I need you to last the distance, Anita… Lie down on the bed.”

“And you, my lovely wet girl, can squat on your friend’s contraband, like a bad girl behind the bike sheds… but she’s not allowed to cum.”

Sue crept on the bed lusting for Anita’s shaft whilst her pussy ached for satisfaction as she squatted over Anita. Sue’s fingers guided Anita into her as she slipped down, filling her pussy, to start a slow grind onto Anita.

Chrissy crept across the bed to squat over Anita’s face, her fingers spreading her silk red crotchless panties to give Anita’s tongue full access.

“It’s time Miss Stephens had some fun, girls.”

Sue was bursting with excitement, squatting on her second favourite cock, whilst seeing this goddess in front of her. Seeing the strapon nestling between Anita’s boobs was a wonderful image. Chrissy leant forward, her hands dropped to fondle Anita’s breast and her mouth sought Sue’s lips to kiss. Sue could now reach and touch two women’s breasts and it was pure joy.

Chrissy moaned slightly into Sue’s kiss, enjoying her soft touch and her teasing of her pert nipples. Beneath her, Anita’s tongue searched her delights. This was better than she had imagined earlier when she glimpsed Anita’s cock shape in her leggings that afternoon. She could feel her passions rising and wanted more of Sue. She was turning out to be the icing on the cake, a virgin to womanly pleasures.

Chrissy broke free from Sue’s passion and lifted off Anita, moving away to lean back and kiss Anita passionately, tasting her sex on Anita’s lips. She moved behind Sue, resting her hand on Sue’s back, encouraging her to lean down on top of Anita for the two to kiss.

Sue was ecstatic, Anita was electric inside her, but she wanted more of Chrissy. Sue felt a little tap of the riding crop on her butt plug.

“Hmm, what have we here, little wet one?”

Chrissy held onto Sue’s little gem butt plug, teasing it with little pulls, sending new ripples of delight through Sue.

“Hmmm, so what do you have to say about that? You will need a few strokes from ‘Miss Blue’.”Chrissy told Sue as she paraded, stroking her blue strapon, slipping a condom onto it. She produced some lube, drizzling it onto the condom on her blue strapon.

Sue felt Chrissy climbing onto the bed behind her. The plug having been inside Sue for a few hours didn’t want to come out and Chrissy had to tease it around until it popped out. The extraction of the butt plug shot a searing wave of excitement from Sue’s rear muscles through her entire body, causing her to squeal.

“Oh… Miss Stephens, it was a present. Please don’t confiscate it.” Sue enjoyed playing her role as she fancied it.

Chrissy offered her strapon to Sue’s rear flower. After Sue’s training and the butt plug, ‘Miss Blue’ slipped in, causing her to gasp. Sue couldn’t believe how long it was, as Chrissy slid the full length in to fill her up. Whilst not thick, it was long, and its shape teased both on its way in and on its way out… Sue was bursting, being full in two pleasure palaces with both feeding her waves of climactic ecstasy.

Sue body writhed, trying to accommodate these two phalluses exploring her. Sue couldn’t kiss Anita beneath her any longer as she gasped for air to oxygenate her tensing body. Chrissy’s hand teased around between Sue and Anita’s hips, for her fingers to tease down between them to find Sue’s little hard bud, just inside her wet pink lips. Sue prepared herself for another onslaught of pleasure, knowing this was too much.

“Please Miss Stephens, can I cum?”

Chrissy answered Sue by pounding into her rear and vibrating her finger on her clit, all whilst Anita ground into her pussy. The climactic explosion wracked through her as a double orgasm tensed her entire body, arching and writhing to free itself from the sandwich they’d impaled her in, as the big bang exploding through her.

“Fuuuuuck… Yeees…” Sue screamed.

Sue’s arms wrapped tightly around Anita, pulling her into a bear bug, as Sue panted heavily in recovery. She felt Chrissy dismount, allowing her to roll off Anita. Lying on her back, the two girls led either side of her, kissing and fondling her as she recovered.

Shortly afterwards she felt Chrissy’s hand place a wet strapon and belt on her stomach, minus the condom.

“Your turn girl, you’d better satisfy Miss Stephens or it will be detention for a month.” Chrissy said laughing as she enjoyed playing her character’s part, whilst enjoying Sue’s excitable reception of it.

Sue stood up and soon worked out how the straps worked, stepping into the belt and pulling the straps tight. She held the strapon with her hand, feeling empowered by the phallus for the first time.

In the meantime, Chrissy had rolled onto her back spreading her legs wide with her red silk crotchless panties exposing her wet pussy to Sue. She had pulled Anita around and up, to suck her stiff shaft into her mouth.

Sue looked down at Chrissy’s pussy: it was glistening, bald, like a little pink canoe. It didn’t look distasteful like the ones she had seen before in magazines and videos. Chrissy’s was more attractive and feminine, not at all yucky.

“Sue, go on, it’s now or never,” Anita said, guessing the thoughts in Sue’s head.

“Lick me, girl, Miss Stephens needs your tongue… NOW,” Chrissy said, as she returned to sucking Anita’s cock.

Before Sue could change her mind, she rested her nose on Chrissy’s bald pubic ridge and teased her tongue out onto her wet lips, tasting the sweetness of her sex. Not repulsed, but enjoying this new experience, Sue explored Chrissy’s lips to find her clit bud and started teasing her tongue around the stiff bud.

Soon Chrissy was thrusting her hips into Sue as her tongue flicking at the pronounced bud. Sue even enjoyed sucking at it and licked her tongue along Chrissy’s lips to her inner entrance. Sue couldn’t believe how exciting she found this. Knowing what her tongue was doing to Chrissy made it even more exciting.

Chrissy’s hands came down, initially forcing her deeper into her pussy, but then pulled her up by her hair.

“Fuck me little wet one, with your strapon… Use it, now girl,” Chrissy asked, reinserting Anita’s cock into her mouth.

Sue was a little unsure, but she knew how everything worked, so guided the silicone rod in with her fingers and gradually sank into Chrissy, until their hips met together. Knowing what technique felt best, Sue re-enacted it as she stroked in and out of Chrissy, watching her ample breasts float up and down.

Sue leaned down onto Chrissy, sucking her breasts whilst thrusting slowly into her. Sue enjoyed this empowerment as her excitement poured over her, led on top of this voluptuous, athletic woman with her phallus thrusting into her, as Chrissy now writhed moaning beneath her.

Sue rose on her arms to increase her thrusts, to slap into Chrissy. She could see Anita now sitting to one side watching her pounded into Chrissy, eyes wide open in surprise. Chrissy was mouth open, soundlessly screaming with her arms over her head, thrusting her hips in reply to Sue, mesmerised by Chrissy’s wonderful floating bosom.

The situation enraptured Sue. Was this how Bob or Anita felt as they fucked her? She knew what Chrissy was feeling beneath as her own juices ran in the excitement.

“Fuck me, girl… Fuck me… Harder… Yes… Yessss… Fuuuucck.” Chrissy screamed in ecstasy, wrapping Sue in her arms, pulling her back down into her and thrusting her hips up into Sue as she spasmed in her orgasm.

Sue didn’t want to move as Chrissy relaxed. Having this naked, voluptuous woman trapped beneath her, with their breasts pressing against each other, was a delicious moment to enjoy. More so as her strapon impaled her beneath her, coming down from a Sue induced climax.

After a while Sue pulled out from Chrissy and removed the strap on, both of them gasping for breath and bathed in sweat. Sue and Anita wrapped Chrissy up in a sandwich of limbs, stroking hands, kissing and giggling.

“So, not bad for my mum?” Anita told Chrissy, laughing.

“No, you two are so fucking wonderful. That was worth missing a night out at the club with the girls. Let me catch my breath as we’re not finished… I’ve never enjoyed a threesome as much.”

They kissed and cuddled as Chrissy slowly played with Anita’s shaft. She rolled onto her back, pulling Anita onto her. Sue saw Chrissy shudder as Anita entered her. Maybe it was her turn to sit out and whilst a little relieved, she was also jealous at missing out. Anita tucked her knees under Chrissy, sitting upright as she slid in and out of her.

Unprompted Chrissy reached over to Sue. “Come on lovely, I need that pussy of yours.”

Chrissy licked her lips and guided Sue to straddle her, Sue lowered herself onto her face, feeling her tongue engaged and start working its magic. She fondled Chrissy’s large, soft mounds and teased her stiff nipples with her fingernails. Both Sue and Anita could feel Chrissy’s body beneath them, writhing and thrusting in concert with them, the pair kissing passionately time and time again.

Soon Sue was hovering on coming again, riding on Chrissy’s tongue as it danced along her pleasure purse lips. Sue arched her back, sitting up to fondle her own breasts. Sue could see Chrissy beneath them both, reacting to Anita opposite, as Anita grinned deep in her own pleasure zone.

Chrissy fought for breath on the edge of her precipice. She enjoyed the double benefit of receiving Anita and giving pleasure to Sue. The pair were giving her the best ménage à trois she’d had in a long time. The beautiful young Anita trumped all her previous partners, being her first trans-woman, with all the benefits. One of which was deep inside her, giving her what no strapon can.

Sue was another unexpected pleasure for Chrissy, being delightfully packaged and so receptive to her body. Chrissy was enjoying exciting her, whilst being swamped by her sexual appetite squatting above her. There was so much more Chrissy could explore with these two beauties.

Suddenly Chrissy moaned into Sue’s pussy, in time to Anita’s thrusts, her hips nearly throwing Anita off, as her body shook with waves of pleasure. Sue recognised Anita’s grinding motion showing that she had cum. Sue felt her own orgasm burst forth onto Chrissy’s face. As Sue’s orgasm abated, she realised poor Chrissy was beneath and lifted off to allow her to breathe.

The three of them rolled into a Chrissy sandwich once more, all sticky and sweaty. Kissing and cuddling.

“Fuck, that was the best surprise I’ve ever given. I’m glad you two cum as a pair… Are you two girls available tomorrow?” Chrissy asked.

“Haha, I told you she’s lovely… And I’ve had her all week!” Anita laughed, causing Sue to blush.

“Sorry, I’d love to, but I think Bob will be with us again tomorrow. It was a wonderful surprise. Thanks girls,” Sue said, a little disappointed.

“I’ll give you my number. Just in case either of you change your minds or you’re ever back down this way?” Chrissy hoped, kissing them both. Gradually the three fell asleep.

~~~

An alarm rudely awoke them with the dawn streaming through the thin curtains.

“Shit, I’ll be late for work, sorry girls, I must shower quickly but you’ll have to leave,” Chrissy said, as she dashed to the bathroom.

Sue and Anita kissed and cuddled before getting up to dress. Chrissy emerged from the shower, allowing them access, offering them juice from her fridge but saying she gets her breakfast from the cafe at the stables.

The three left together, all having a last kiss and hug in the hallway. Chrissy locked her front door, then jumped into her car and left. Anita and Sue walked to the end of the road, so they could give a road name to the taxi driver.

“Phew, I’ve never done a walk of shame,” Sue said to Anita, blushing at her inexperience.

Finally, the taxi arrived, and they returned to the apartment complex. It surprised them how many people were quietly walking home in the dawn light. They snuck back into the apartment to hear Bob’s snores, so they headed for the bedroom and curled up together once more.

Both Sue and Anita drifted off to sleep with thoughts of Chrissy, Miss Stephens, Bee, Jules and Janice…

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To be continued. ~~~~~~~

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We’ve been laying here for a while, just staring at each other. Our heads share the pillow but we don’t touch or speak, not knowing what to do or how to do it. I can feel your breath on my face. One of us has to move or we’ll be here all night. I reach out to touch your face. My fingers hesitate over your cheek and I see you hold your breath. I lower them lightly on your face and stroke along your jaw line. You close your eyes and exhale, relaxing in the sensation. Your hand is suddenly on my hip and moves up and over my side to my shoulder and finally rest on my neck. My finger traces underneath your chin and I push up slightly tilting your face to mine. I lean forward and gently place my lips on yours. I let them linger just a little bit. Right as I begin to pull away, your hand on my neck tightens just a little bit and pulls me deeper into our kiss. My hand moves to your hip and pulls your body to mine, finally touching after all this time.

Our kiss depends and gets more fervent, both of us needing to feel it. We feel whatever it is rising up in us to the point of exploding. I push your hip back, rolling you over and getting on top. The weight of my body on yours quickens your breathing. Our lips continue to stay together as my hands explore your body. Your shirt wrinkles as I slip my hand underneath to feel your skin under my hand. Your fingers twist in my hair and gently pull me closer. My hands massage your body as they work under your shirt.

Your hands leave my hair and move down my back and over my sides. Your fingers curl around the bottom of my shirt and pull it up over my back. The cool air of the room gives me goose bumps and makes me shiver. We sit up and you pull my shirt over my head and I pull yours off too. I fall back on top of you and kiss you harder. I move down your body and kiss your neck. Your hands move over my back along my spine. I lift myself onto my arms and off of your body. I move further down to kiss the top of your breasts above your bra. I slip my fingertip underneath the edge and pull it up over your nipple. It’s already hard from my touching and I watch it get harder as the cool air brushes past it. I kiss each one as I take your bra off. Your body arches up for more and I reach my arm under and lift your stomach to my lips. I kiss from hip to hip and up your sides and back over your nipples.

You sit up on your elbows and pull my head up to your lips again. I wrap my arms around your body and you roll us over the other way. You take off my bra right away and start nibbling on my nipples. Your suddenness takes me by surprise and my breathing gets quicker.
I grab the back of your head and guide you to all the places I want you to kiss; my neck, my chest, my stomach, my sides. You grab the top of my jeans and undo the button and zipper and start working them down my legs. You get them off and let them go to fall on the floor as you start to take of my underwear. You kiss my clit when my underwear is finally off and lying next to my discarded jeans. You start to lick and suck and play with my clit with your tongue. After all we did to get worked up it doesn’t take long for me to start feeling the building inside of my body.

I have to pull you off of me before I fall over the edge of an orgasm. You’re body is hovering over mine as I strip you of your pants and underwear and start to move my finger in circles around your pussy, feeling how wet your are. You close your eyes and breathe out deeply, the scent of your breath intoxicating to me. I put your nipple in my mouth and your arms go weak for a second and you fall a few inches before catching yourself. I slip my finger inside of you and you arch your back for more. Your neck falls back and your breathing becomes faster as I move in and out of you. You body starts to move with my motions and I pull my finger out of you before you can get too worked up. I pull your body on top of mine, both of us covered in a slight sheen of sweat. I roll us on our sides and move down your body I get up and turn my body opposite of yours. My pussy is in your face begging for you to taste. I begin to lick your pussy from hole to clit. You copy my movements. I take each one of your lips and suck them into my mouth teasing them with my tongue. I spread your legs wider so I can lick deeper into your pussy.

Your tongue works over my clit. You keep working circles around my clit and flicking over it. The warmth of your tongue making me moan into your pussy. Your hips start to move and I pull you harder onto my mouth, my tongue going deeper. You bite the inside of my thigh and hold me tighter as I jump against you. You move back to my pussy and push a finger into it. I yelp as it surprises me and you laugh, pushing harder. You go as deep as you can and put another finger in my pussy, making me moan this time.
I put one finger in your pussy and start to move back and forth slowly. You start to lick my clit again and my moaning starts. My finger moves around inside of you and my thumb runs over you clit. Your pussy starts to clench around my finger. My body begins to shake and I’m trying to keep from closing my legs around your head. You lick faster and push your fingers in deeper and faster. I pull my finger out of your pussy and quickly thrust in two making you scream. I start thrusting faster. You regain your composure and start to thrust your fingers faster and deeper. We move at the same time. We’re sweating with the effort of making each other cum.

I feel it building inside of me again, starting to take over. It starts in my stomach and spreads throughout my body as a warm glow that begins to burn hotter. Your breathing is getting harder and more urgent. I feel your body burning against mine. Your body shakes in my arms and your pussy starts to cum all over my face. I lick it all as it comes pouring out. My legs shake and I start to cum all over your face. You keep thrusting and licking my pussy making my orgasm last even longer.

Our moans get louder as we cum over and over. Our bodies are covered in sweat and our faces are covered in cum. Both our bodies tense up and we finally collapse away from each other our chests heaving and trying to catch our breaths. I pull my body around with my arms so I can lie next to you. We look deep into each others’ eyes. I push you back onto your other side and curl my body around yours. I hold us through the aftershocks of our orgasms. The cool air of the room has started to cool us down and I cover us with the sheets. I stroke your hair as we start to fall asleep. I bury my face in your hair and your neck. I take a deep breath of your skin and close my eyes. I feel you take a deep breath and relax. You snuggle closer and we relax into sleep.

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This one is a bit out my comfort zone until now I’ve never done lesbian. Its about twins and their friend Lucy playing truth or dare and finding more about one another than they ever thought they would. It was difficult to keep the names in the right order and who’s turn it was lemmie know what you guys think plz.

Truth or Dare with the twins

We met very young. My parents moved next door to the twins’ parents when I was still too little to remember anything and before the twins were born. We grew up together, I don’t even remember how we met but our parents said I was out in the garden and one of the twins saw me through the fence. My parents said right from the start we were chatting excitedly with one another and some things never change. My name is Lucy. I’m 19 years old. The twins Amy and May are about a year younger at 18. I’m pretty tall I guess about 6ft5 the twins are both 5ft9. I have raven black hair and the twins are both blond and both have small boobs where mine are pretty big.

We’re from a small town north of Manchester, England. I was in my final year of School 6th form and was applying for Universities. At first I had thought about waiting on the twins so we could all go together but I was heavily discouraged about this from both my parents and the twins as they knew how competitive it was getting for places and we knew we each had different paths to take. I wanted to be a Doctor, Amy on the other hand she was into sports coaching and psychology. May more into animals and veterinary care she even volunteered at the local cat protection league place 2 days a week.

Something I discovered about myself when I was hitting puberty was I didn’t have much interest in the opposite sex. To be blunt I found them kind of boring, when I discovered masturbation I found myself thinking about girls more often than not. I told myself in the early days I would grow out of it and it was normal for a teenager to experiment with the idea. I told no one not even my closest friends or my mother. I often found myself climaxing to the thought of one of the twins’ soft skin touching mine but it was a fantasy nothing more.

It was a weekend and my parents headed off with the caravan and the twins would stay the weekend at mine. This happened more because I didn’t have the same appetite for caravanning as my parents did. I’d make excuses, usually studying for exams but really there was nothing worse than being stuck in a field without telly signal or anything other than talking to your parents for an entire weekend.

‘Lucy you in here’ It was Amy, usually the first in line for anything really. ‘I’m right here, in the kitchen’ I was deep in the text book studying for my biology final which wasn’t for a few weeks but I wanted to ace that exam. It also helps when parents are leaving to look like I’m gonna be studying. ‘ Your parents left an hour ago’ as she rounded the corner of the room. ‘I know I do actually study some of the time you know’ I smiled as I looked at her in her red top skinny white jeans with a matching jacket no one could ever say she didn’t know how to dress. Her athletic body was a joy to behold and the worst part of it she didn’t know it.

‘Oh we know, we know Dr Serious always gotta get ready for finals that are weeks away’ That was the never far behind May who appeared with a white dress with dark leggings underneath. I honestly don’t know how this girl does it but she just seems to glow in a way I’ve only seen in movies. Seriously, I’ve been waiting on butterflies to land on her and maybe birds to take her coat.

I closed my book knowing my session learning about the heart would wait a few days. ‘Well what do you wanna do this weekend? I got some booze in the fridge and some munchies as well as some cash for pizza.’ ‘Woo hoo now you’re talking’ hollered May clearly pleased at my question. ‘Uh there’s a match at 3pm United vs Liverpool but I guess we can go to the movie store after?’ She was always like that, never missed a football match on tv but had never been to see any of the teams. I don’t think she really supported anyone in particular, she just enjoyed the sport. ‘Sounds terrible, the match I mean. You watch that and I guess me and May will fire up the Nintendo?’ I said looking at Amy ‘It’s called a gamecube… I still don’t understand how you beat me at Mario Kart!’ ‘I’d rather be lucky than good’

Amy went to the sitting room to watch the match and we went to my bedroom to play the game. I didn’t care about video games especially but I was a competitive girl and Amy was a gamer so it always gave me a thrill when I beat her. Secretly after the first time we played and she had obliterated me I had practiced a bit more on my own. Last week I won but it wasn’t by much. This week I wasn’t so lucky but we had a giggle anyways and May was far happier than anyone should have any right to be winning at a game.

Later after the match we walked along the road together. The three musketeers is what our parents called us and three amigos and other such nicknames and it was true we were pretty much inseparable. The video store always had a 3 for 2 offer on movies which we often joked was made for us. Amy usually got an action movie, May some weird kung fu world cinema release which was usually really good or really bad. I’m not sure what I preferred. Me? I liked musicals or family movies. This time Amy got the new Die Hard 3 movie with May getting some Jackie Chan movie where he was a cop and myself I picked out Back to the Future 2.

A great weekend awaited and we changed to our pjs and laid all the sofa cushions over the floor and after watching the Saturday feature on BBC one we watched Robocop on itv it was hilariously censored. We watched movies, ate the pizza and drank a bit too much of the alcopops that had arrived. The tv went off and we put on the radio for some background noise really. ‘Well this is one of the last times we get to do this, I guess’ said may gloomily ‘I guess but we will always be friends though right?’ I tried. ‘You guys are crazy if you think we’re gonna get all down in the dumps about it… We will make the most of it while it lasts… and then we will meet up again when we can’ Amy always was the sunnier of us, she always wanted to live in the moment.

‘How about we play a game’ suggested Amy ‘oh… like…’ May began only to be cut off ‘… no I mean like truth or dare’ I looked at her confused. I knew what the game was and usually it was an excuse for boys to look at girls boobs or kiss… ‘With just the three of us?’ ‘Sure it can be fun…you in Amy’ ‘Sure, but how…’ again she didn’t let Amy finish and instead presumed her question and went over the way the game was played. ‘… We grab a bottle, spin it and whoever it lands on has to say truth or dare. Simple’

We sat down on the cushions and put a bottle in the middle. Amy naturally spun the bottle first and it immediately landed on me. ‘Well? Truth or Dare Lucy’ not wanting to go too fast until I got a feel for the room. ‘Truth’ ‘Well since I spun the bottle I’m the one to ask. How many boys have you kissed’ I wasn’t surprised at this question ‘three’ I was fully honest with my answer ‘who?’ said May ‘hold up, Lucy doesn’t need to answer that. One spin one question only’ I wasn’t fussed but I suppose Amy was making the rules. My turn to spin and it landed on Amy ‘truth’ Is their any boy at school you fancy’ Fancy was a local turn of phrase at the time for someone you were into. ‘Nope’ came a quick curt answer and the way she smiled said it was emphatically telling the truth.

May grabbed the bottle eager to be involved and it landed on me again. I knew what her question would be and I briefly thought about choosing to dare just to needle her a bit but then I didn’t know how far these dares would go. ‘Truth’ ‘Who are the boys you have kissed? ‘My dad, Robert Tounsley in primary 3…’ This got a giggle from Lucy ‘…and Steven O’Dean’ This cut off the laughing and they both looked at me then each other then back to me with comical timing ‘WHEN?’ I laughed as I replied ‘one spin one question’

Amy grabbed the bottle and spun this time it landed on May who again asked for a dare. ‘I dare you to deep throat that bottle as far as you can’ Damn her sister showed no mercy with that one. May picked up the bottle and with a glance at us both took as much of the bottle on her mouth and up her throat as she could, quickly at first and then I think she got curious about how far it would go in and slowly relaxed her throat to let more in. She got an impressive amount in and we laughed and applauded when she took a bit out then back in simulating the act.

She put the bottle back down and the game continued. Amy spun it and it landed on May once more she asked for another dare. “Go to the window and flash your bum.” We laughed as she did it but I thought this was a weaker one as no one would be passing at this time and even if they were they would need to be passing the gate at the right moment and looking in as well the rest of the garden was covered by a big hedge.

My turn again this time It landed on May once again and this time she asked for a truth. ‘How many times do you masturbate a week?’ I had managed to shock her with the question and May took a bit to compose herself ‘be honest’ her sister said giggling. ‘About three times a week’ her sister almost spat out her drink as she heard the answer…

May grabbed the bottle finally relieved that it wasn’t her turn only for it to land on herself much to the laughter of everyone. Then it landed on me and I asked for a truth. ‘Have you ever thought about being with a woman?’ My chest tightened and I suddenly felt very aware of everything, I could have just lied then. It might have been my imagination but I felt like there was a hush in the room after the question had been asked. ‘Yeah… I guess’, they giggled and the moment passed, I felt like they just ignored my response which I had thought was a big deal.

Amy spun It landed on me and I thought she would ask who I had fantasised about so I chose dare. “I dare you to touch the gate and come back… nude’ My eyes opened at that even though I thought it was unlikely anyone would see through the window. It was another thing to be nude outside to the gate and back, even being nude in front of the twins would be a shock. I got up and walked to the door not sure I would do it. As I turned around at the door I saw both twins watching me. I took my top off first and it was clear they were both watching me looking at me and I didn’t dislike the feeling. My bra came off next and then in one go my bottoms. ‘Can you look out the window and make sure no one is about’ I said to May she took a moment as I covered my boobs with one arm and my shaved pussy with my other hand. ‘All clear,’ shouted May I open the door and walked out. I felt the cool air on my skin and I could feel my nipples harden to the breeze. I walked calmly to the gate and touched it, feeling eyes everywhere. I turned and released the windows from the neighbours so I could see over the hedges but none of the lights were on nevertheless I ran back inside almost into the twins at the door. I put my clothes back on quickly apart from the bra. The girls giggled and I joined in feeling the rush.

My turn and it landed on Amy and before I could think of a dare she chose the truth. ‘What is your biggest sexual fantasy?’ ‘Oh that’s a good one.. I guess a three-way now that I think about it’ She was almost excited to answer and that surprised me. Next it was May’s turn and it landed on Amy. She chose dare ‘I dare you two to make out’ My eyes widened. This was something I wanted but I don’t think the girls understand that. Before I could process it Amy was grabbing my hand and placing me on the sofa. She straddled me ‘Don’t worry I’m a great kisser, besides you said you had thoughts about this stuff.’ She descended on me and kissed me deeply. Her lips were so soft and she tasted great. I felt her tongue touch mine and I took it as a challenge. I placed my hands on her back and kissed back feeling her body up against mine. Then it was over and she backed away quietly whilst her sister laughed. She was a great kisser and I wanted her more than ever.

Amy spun next and it landed on May who chose dare ‘I dare you to play with Lucy’s boobs for 3 minutes.’ I let out a gasp but I was more than willing at this stage May sat behind me and moved her hands up and began to fondle my breasts It felt great through the pyjamas I could feel how wet I was through my panties and Amy timed it ‘one minute’ At this point May found my nipples and began to play with them which was amazing ‘two’ She then moved her hands away and I thought it was over I was disappointed only to be shocked as the came back this time under my top I moaned involuntary as she again found my nipples and tugged gently on them I swear she kissed me on my neck at the same time but i didn’t care. ‘Time’ she took her hands away and I felt their loss.

My turn, again it landed on Amy who asked for a truth which was no bad thing because I would have at that point asked for her to do something to me. ‘Who taught you to kiss’ she burst out laughing with a nervous look at her sister ‘uuuhm…. I guess it’s ok to tell you’ ‘you sure?’ said her sister ‘ I mean we’ve come this far tonight… We twins I guess we share a special bond and me and May practiced on one another’ This was a bombshell and May looked worried at my response. This was a big secret obviously they kept away from everyone for obvious reasons. I looked at May to reassure her ‘I promise to keep your secret if you’ll keep mine’ ‘what’s yours?’

‘I think I might prefer women’ a moment’s pause and Amy said ‘I knew it! I told you’ May was more serious but nodded her acceptance…

It took a moment but May grabbed the bottle and spun it again. It landed on herself but she respun it landed on her sister who asked for a dare. ‘I dare you to give Lucy a lapdance’ Lucy went quiet but moved to the cd player picked a tune she thought would be appropriate and then began to dance for Lucy she slowly slid off her pj bottoms revealing her white plain panties then her top came off, no bra and her perky small breasts were the she sat on Lucy’s lap who was enthralled by the feeling and Amy’s hands guided her up her sides to the bottom of her breasts then back down again. Amy lifted off standing again slowly. She hooked her panties and took them to the floor without bending her knees. This gave Lucy a hell of a view of her pussy and ass. She turned around then straddled Lucy again taking one hand and placed it on the back of her neck the other on her own breast as she leaned back dry humping poor Lucy who was wetter than ever. She leaned forward and pushed her boobs into Lucy’s face before the song ended and with it the dance.

Amy didn’t even bother with her clothes as she spun the bottle and landed on her sister who chose dare. ‘I dare you to masturbate for the length of the next song’ She didn’t hesitate taking off her clothes. She had a strip of blonde pubic hair, she began to play with herself in front of them both. She started with her boobs which were a little bigger than her sisters but still cute to my eyes. She then reached down and put a finger inside herself then two moaning as the song went on then she found her clit and began to massage it in a cycle occasionally stopping to finger herself a little more. Sadly for her the song ended all too soon.

I take the bottle and I spin. It ends on Amy who asks for a dare. ‘I dare you both to come to my bedroom and have sex with me…. May nodded and Amy looked to her I was clearly breaking the rules but I was so horney at that point and I think they were too. We went through and the twins undressed me before we go on the bed then both girls began feeling my tits and I took turns kissing them both on the lips as first Amy then May descended to my nipples that was the stuff of fantasies to me and my mind exploded as I felt their hands move lower as the continued to suck lightly on my nipples. Their fingers met my pussy and I was flooding as one pressed into me I parted my legs to allow more access as the other found my erect clitoris I instinctively moaned and raised my hips. I then felt one of the girls leave my boobs and make her way down. I didn’t think things could feel any better but as her mouth met my clitoris I was proven wrong. It didn’t take long and I warned them I was coming with a big moan which made them double their efforts then the biggest orgasm of my life hit me. It was blindingly strong the twins were up at me when I came to giggling at me kissing me still.

I managed to grab May and pin her down Kissing her deeply ‘I want you to sit on my face’ She did it with a finger in her mouth and the image of her pussy coming closer was a thing of beauty I licked my first pussy and it felt great I realized Amy was fingering her sister from behind as our hands met close to her entrance I concentrated my hands on her boobs instead and worrying her clit. She came and I felt her gush as she squirted over my face while moaning. Her legs shook as her orgasm did its thing; it was adorable.

Next I looked at Amy thinking she was next. It was clear her sister wasn’t ready so I stood up grabbing her hand bending her over. I started licking her entrance from behind my face burying deep inside her as she moaned. I then lay her on the bed and crossed our legs so we were grinding our pussy to one another as her sister held her playing with her tits. It took longer but she came harder, our clits colliding with force as she screamed.

The next day we woke up in bed all naked myself in the middle being hugged by the twins. From then on the weekends were about sex for the three of us as we bought different toys to use and underwear it was genuinely sad when I had to go to university after summer.

But there was always holidays

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Mom seduces her daughter’s teen fuck buddy to get to her daughter’s cunt.

Kelsey was a teen knock out. A gymnast since she was six, Kelsey was the hottest girl on the Junior Varsity Cheer team. She had short ginger hair and brown eyes, she had a perfect tight little body, that was so flexible and in balance she could do a split head stand like no bodies business. Her bubble but was a head turner and her tities were firm and stood straight out form her body, she never saw a need to wear a bra. At fifteen, Kelsey knew how hot she was but she was a bit self conscious about her braces and couldn’t wait to have them out so she could smile again.

She was really horney at the moment and hoped that her friend and lover Jenna would be home alone so she could get off. Kelsey knocked on the door then took a step back.

Some moments passed before she heard Jenna’s mom call out “Just come on in.”

Kelsey reached out and opened the door, then went inside, closing the door behind her. She headed for the stairs, and then went upstairs. She was going to Jenna’s room looking forward to her kiss her fingers in her tight pussy. As Kelsey passed the bathroom, Pam, Jenna’s mom, came out from the room. Kelsey stopped in the hallway, couldn’t help but stare at Pam.

She stood naked before her, beads of water running down her tanned body. Kelsey felt her body go warm, her cheeks blush. She smiled awkwardly at Pam.

“Jenna is not here right now Kelsey, but she told me to tell you that she would be back soon. You can wait in her room if you want to?” Pam asked with a wicked smile.

Pam knew that Jenna and Kelsey had been fucking and the very idea of the two young girls cumming in each other’s arms made her wet.

Kelsey nodded. Then she headed to Jenna’s room. ‘Wow. What a body’ Kelsey thought, then quickly diverted her thoughts to Jenna’s body, somehow it wasn’t working. She went inside Jenna’s room and sat down on the bed. She was still warm all over, slightly trembling.
A few moments later, Pam peeked inside, still naked, “Say Kelsey, would you do me a favor?” she asked in a sexy alluring voice.

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Kelsey looked up, trying not to stare too much at the naked woman before her eyes. “Uhm, sure.” she replied.

“Would you rub this lotion on my back?” Pam asked, “I can’t reach over there myself.”

“Sure.”

Pam went over to Kelsey, sat beside her on the bed with her back to the girl and handed her a bottle. Kelsey couldn’t help but stare at Pam’s butt. Even though she was in her thirties, Pam was a beautiful woman. She poured some lotion in her hand and started rubbing it on her back. Conveniently enough, Pam had positioned herself in front of Jenna’s full length mirror, so Kelsey could take in all of this beautiful woman’s body; back and front.

Kelsey glanced at Pam in the mirror. Pam seemed to enjoy Kelsey’s hands on her back. Kelsey, she could see that Pam’s nipples were hard. She kept rubbing the lotion onto her firm body, slowly going down, just as far as the curve of her ass. Pam tilted forward as if to allow Kelsey access to the top of her hot ass. Kelsey put more lotion on her hands and ran them down Pam’s sides over her round hips and then her slick hands cupped the woman’s butt and began to work her fingers into the firm flesh.

Pam moaned. In the mirror Kelsey could see that she had closed her eyes.

“I know you and Jenna are going after each other like lesbian minks. I think it’s my turn don’t you Kelsey?”

Pam open her eyes look directly into Kelsey’s as she tilted her head back. Pam reached back and took Kelsey’s hands by the wrists and Kelsey guiding them to apply the lotion to her firm stomach. Pam let the girl’s hands up over her amble breasts, up to the shoulders. Then Pam moved them back down so her heavy breasts filled both of Kelsey’s hands.

Kelsey didn’t need any more tutoring she squeezed the big breasts, then moved the heels of her hands down over Pam’s firm tummy then working back to the breasts pulling and twisting the hard nipples with her slick fingers.

Kelsey’s eyes met Pam’s dreamy gaze in the mirror. “They’re bigger than Jenna’s but I hope you like them,” sighed Pam closing her eyes again. Kelsey’s little cunt twitched seeing the wicked smile on Pam’s lips. Kelsey’s hands were now massaging and caressing Pam’s boobs, working the lotion all over them, pulling on the long hard nipples as hard as she could given her slippery fingers. Kelsey loved the warmth as her slick hands cupped the heavy breasts.

Pam’s hand slipped between her legs, fingers opening her cunt lips for Kelsey to see. Pam’s engorged pink clit came into view, and she began rubbing it hard. Kelsey kept her eyes on the Pam’s pussy in the mirror. She began kissing Pam’s neck, letting her lips and tongue play back the down.

“Oh fuck you hot little bitch see what you’ve done to me. You’ve licked Jenna’s cunt now eat me!”

Pam shot her ass out toward Kelsey, bent over spreading her legs offering ass and pussy to her daughter’s best friend.

Kelsey’s mouth began kissing the woman’s full ass, taking little love bites something Jenna loved. She let her hands part Pam’s beautiful ass and she gasped to see a perfect ass hole winking at her. Kelsey’s tongue circled around her tight butt hole. This was uncharted territory for the girl. While she had wanted to lick and tongue fuck Jenna’s tight ass she always pushed her away and pressed her tasty cunt in her face. This time Pam wasn’t moving, in fact she was pushing back on the girl’s tongue. Encouraged Kelsey curled her tongue making it stiff and pushed it as deep as she could into Pam’s ass hole. Pam groaned as Kelsey, compulsively jabbed her long quick tongue in and out of the hole.

“Oh fuck you little slut, yes tongue fuck my ass, so fucking good,” groaned Pam.

Kelsey jaw ached after awhile so without missing a stroke she removed her tongue and slammed two fingers into Pam’s tight ass. Pam moaned and rocked back on the pumping fingers. Pam seemed to love it so Kelsey moved her face under her hand and began licking her, her tongue working hard in her pussy, tasting Pam’s juices.

Kelsey moaned, Jenna’s cunt tasted good but this was so much more overpowering, and intoxicating. Kelsey slowly kept her fingers moving in and out of Pam’s ass while her tongue slipped into the woman’s slick cunt hole. Swirling and sucking, pulling out and twisting back in. Kelsey loved Jenna’s cunt but it wasn’t nearly as juicy as her mom’s. Kelsey couldn’t get enough of it, her tongue moved from inside her pussy to flash and flick over Pam’s engorged clit and then back inside slurping up every ounce of her thick juices.

Kelsey deftly slipped a third finger into Pam’s trembling ass and the woman screamed calling her a “hot cunt slut”. Kelsey loved the dirty told and renewed her attack on Pam’s clit sucking and flicking and then sucking it over the sharp edges of her braces, the steel grinding on the tender clit flesh.

Within minutes Pam was screaming and bucking wildly, enjoying a massive orgasm. The juices squirted in waves into Kelsey’s mouth, soaking her face. Kelsey was enjoying it tremendously, licking wilder, and forcing her fingers deeper up her ass.

As the orgasm rolled over, Kelsey wrapped her arms around Pam, caressing her gorgeous breasts, until she was fully recovered from the sensations her amazing cum.

Pam turned around, facing Kelsey, running her hands through the short soft hair of her younger lover. She kissed her face, lips and neck. Kelsey could feel the hot breath as she whispered in her ear “Your turn now, wicked little bitch.” Then the tip of her tongue brushed over her ear, sending thrills throughout Kelsey’s body.

Then Pam led her hands down Kelsey’s body, gently teasing her. She started undressing her, and shortly after she stood naked before her. Both of them naked in Jenna’s room,Pam reached down to spread Kelsey’s legs, gently pinching her inner thighs.

Pam started to kiss and bite the pert little breasts of the young girl, slowly working the way down over her stomach to her tight soaking pussy.

“Oh fuck what a pretty pussy, I’m sure Jenna must love eating you Kelsey. Does she make you cum with her tongue hunny?”

Kelsey nodded groaning as Pam’s tongue touched her outer cunt lips.

“Yeah honey, she makes you cum good huh, well I’m going to make you cum better you little cunt licker.”

Kelsey looked down and couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Pam took her entire little cunt into her mouth and sucked on the lips her tongue piercing through to her clit. When the tip of Pam’s hot tongue flicked over the girls clit she bucked with pleasure, but Pam rode the movements sucking harder on the cunt lips pressing and flicking her tongue over the clit.

When Kelsey was close to cumming, Pam stopped. She loved to tease the young girl, wanting to make the lovemaking last forever. She pulled and bit Kelsey stander young cunt lips then sucked the her whole slit back into her mouth. It was like having her pussy in a vice grip and again as her climax approached Pam stopped releasing her young cunt.

“You want to cum don’t you bitch?”

Kelsey nodded desperately, moaning loudly.

Pam straddled the young girl, grinding then dragging ran her soaked cunt over Kelsey’s right hip bone.

“If I do something for you, then you have to do something for me do you understand?”

“Oh anything, just let me cum,” whimpered Kelsey.

Pam grinned down on the hot girl grinding her slippery cunt on the Kelsey’s flat tummy.

“I want you to help me seduce Jenna, I want to fuck my little girl to within an inch of her life. Do you understand me bitch? And you are going to help me. Right?”

Pam pressed her sloppy cunt into one of Kelsey’s little tities grinding on it making it slick with her juices.

Pam shifted her cunt up to Kelsey’s flustered face, ordering her to lick her clit. After a long time Pam looked down and said. “Yeah, that’s good, now kick your legs apart cheer girl.”

In an instant Pam re positioned herself between the girls legs, amazed at Kelsey’s flexibility she lowered her sloppy cunt onto the girls hot needy pussy and began to grind her cunt over Kelsey’s.

Kelsey needed release so badly she thrust her powerful hips upward nearly unseating Pam but succeeded in grinding her teen cunt against Pam’s puffy cunt.

“Oh fuck I’ve got a wild one. I want to fuck Jenna like this but with a big strap on cock, filling her tight cunt till she screams.”

Pam’s talk of fucking her daughter made Kelsey buck faster, feeling her clit grinding into the folds of the sloppy pussy. Pam grabbed Kelsey’s firm little ass so that the two cunts were inside one another, clit grinding on clit. Kelsey began whimpering and then stars formed in front of her eyes as her young cunt seemed to be turning itself inside out. She was humping and flopping uncontrollably as cum shot from her tight cunt causing an immense orgasm for Pam.
Pam and Kelsey were like two ells fucking in water until finally they collapsed on the bed exhausted.

After they recovered Pam ordered Kelsey to get into a hot little bikini of Jenna’s then put on a princess mask. Kelsey put on some music, and Pam made her dance in front of her while Pam rubbed herself sitting in Jenna’s chair.

“Show me your little cunt Jenna?” Pam said and Kelsey would move the crotch of the bikini bottom aside to show her.

Kelsey enjoyed watching Pam bring herself off while she played as Jenna. The thought of Pam fucking her own daughter made Kelsey very hot. She was amazed how fast Pam fucked her own cunt with one hand and let her fingers fly over her big clit with the other.

Finally Pam cried, “Show me your tities Jenna baby, I want to cum all over your hot little tities.”

Kelsey got on her knees in front of Pam’s cunt and lifted the top and mask just in time to feel the first spray of cum splash all over her tities. The second squirt came out higher and splattered Kelsey’s pretty face.

Pam was on her a wild woman devouring Kelsey’s cum soaked tittles and licking her own cum from the girl’s face and mouth.

Then Pam collapsed to the floor. A few minutes later the phone rang. It rang several times before Pam was able to get herself together to answer it without sounding too short of breath.

Kelsey could understand from the conversation that it was Jenna on the phone.

“Yes hun, Kelsey is here and I’ve invited her to stay for a sleepover. Just us girls…so hurry home Jenna.”

When Pam got off the phone, she said “We better change the bedding and get cleaned up Kelsey, Jenna is on her way home and I want to tell you how this is going to go down.”

The pair got dressed then Pam hugged Kelsey, kissing her deeply and passionately. “I think this is going to be a night to remember ” she said with a grin.

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Since the Oscer nominations were announced yesterday I thought I would publish this hot fan fic of Natalie Portman and Mila Kunis.

Black Swan Seduction – Part 1

Natalie had gotten up early to watch the 2012 Oscar nominations. It brought back memories of doing the same the morning she had been nominated for Black Swan.

The movie had been hard work, but very rewarding, and that was before all the talk of award nominations, but there had been a scene Natalie had dreaded from the start, that being the lesbian sex scene between herself and her friend Mila Kunis.

Just the slight thought of it sent tingles through Natalie’s entire body, as she let a particular memory wash over her, remembering each aspect of a certain night in vivid detail, just so she could momentarily give in to it …the night her black swan was seduced.

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It had been a day of shooting the scene Natalie had been dreading so much. She tried so hard to lose herself in the role, but it had been just so awkward she knew without needing to be told that it wasn’t good enough

In the end they had wrapped up early with the intention of continuing again tomorrow, although Natalie didn’t know if she could take another day of shooting that scene, not because the whole thing had felt awkward, that she had prepared for, what she couldn’t have possibly prepared for and were struggling to handle was a very different feeling which was both unwelcome and terrifying for the actress.

The unwelcome and terrifying feeling had made Natalie hesitant to except Mila’s invitation to come over to her hotel room for a little girl time, but Mila had worn her down and she had somehow convinced herself that it would re-establish normality between them.

It didn’t work. Casual conversation had felt just as awkward if not more as the earlier kissing, long pauses of deafening silence filling the air when they had spoken so freely before.

Natalie didn’t drink when she had to film the next day, and she didn’t drink much even when she was free next day, but it hadn’t taken much on this occasion for Mila to talk Natalie into just one little glass of wine, or a second, or a third, until she simply lost count.

At that point normality was finally restored a little bit, but there was this tension in the air that hadn’t been there before.

Then Mila said something which made Natalie cough up her drink and exclaim, “What?”

“We should practice.” Mila repeated nonchalantly.

“The… the scene?” Natalie questioned in a hushed tone.

“Yes the scene.” Mila laughed, and then when she saw the look on Natalie’s face clarified, “What? We didn’t practice before today and you obviously didn’t feel comfortable with it, so maybe a little practice would make you feel more comfortable.”

“I don’t think so.” Natalie quickly said dismissively.

“Why not?” Mila asked.

“Well…” Natalie began, her brain desperately searching for a good reason, “its two totally different environments. On the set we’re surrounded by people, here we’re alone…”

“So, we can practice here and then tomorrow when there’s people around you can just imagine we’re alone. Then you might not feel so awkward.” Mila interrupted.

“That wasn’t the problem.” Natalie protested.

“Then what was?” Mila countered.

“I… I don’t know.” Natalie lied.

There was silence for a few moments and then Mila smiled softly.

“Do I really need to point out the irony of the situation?” Mila asked. All Natalie could seem to do was stare at her blankly so Mila sighed and said, “You’re just like your character in the movie. You’re sweet and wholesome, the perfect White Swan, but you need to loosen up and get in touch with your inner Black Swan.”

Another silence followed before Mila argued, “I mean, what are you afraid of?”

Mila had looked at Natalie expectantly as Natalie made one final attempt to think of a good excuse not too, and when that failed she simply forced a smile and said, “Nothing, I guess.”

“Good…” Mila said, downing her latest glass of wine before gently leaning over to cup Natalie’s face and gently bring it closer to hers, “So just trust me, ok?”

Natalie opened her mouth to insist that she at least finish her wine first, but before she could utter a syllable Mila’s sweet lips were pressing softly against her own, Natalie barely having the presence of mind to lean over to place her glass down on the table before the kiss became too passionate.

However unlike the scene this kiss didn’t have the same ferocity. It was just soft. Softer than any kiss Natalie had ever experienced before.

It was still awkward, how could it not be, but it was easier, Mila softly caressing Natalie’s lips with her own for like an eternity, Natalie becoming so lost in it that she wasn’t even aware of her body melting into the other Mila’s arms until the kiss was broken.

“You see, that was so much better.” Mila beamed, kissing Natalie again only this time more briefly before a wicked looking smile crossed her face, “I knew all you needed was the right motivation.”

Natalie’s heart rate as the Mila kissed her again, as she melted into those sweet lips.

This time it didn’t last long as Natalie felt a unexpected touch to her right breast and immediately broke the kiss, the nervous actress quickly stammering, “Wha, what are you doing?”

“Will you relax?” Mila chuckled, before explaining, “I’m just helping you get into character.”

“This… isn’t in the script.” Natalie pointed out, still very aware of the placement of Mila’s hand.

“So? You need to loosen up, get comfortable fooling around with me. And I promise, when I’m done with you, you will be.” Mila said, kissing Natalie again before she had the chance to protest any further.

Those last words, and the look in Mila’s eyes when she had said them, combined with certain feelings she was experiencing made Natalie want to push the other girl away, but even as she told herself to do just that Natalie found herself melting into Mila’s soft embrace. She wanted to pull away, she just couldn’t.

In fact when Mila slipped her tongue into her mouth Natalie found herself welcoming it with her own. It had to be out of instinct, but still it was surreal to be caressing another girl’s tongue with her own.

Even where Mila began squeezing and caressing her right breast through the fabric of her top Natalie couldn’t convince herself to object, or when Mila’s hand started caressing all over her body as if deliberately trying to turn her on.

The thought had more than crossed her mind before, this suspicion being all but confirmed when Mila’s hand slipped beneath Natalie’s top and cupped her naked tit.

Finally Natalie tried to break the kiss and object, but Mila wouldn’t let her lips go, the younger brunette following her lips as she tried to move back and pressing her mouth against Natalie’s more firmly, Mila’s hands switching places so the left went into Natalie’s top while her right travelled between her legs.
Natalie gasped loudly into Mila’s mouth as she felt a soft hand slid up her short dress and to her panties, which had never been wetter. To make matters worse Mila broke the kiss and softly grinned at her, causing Natalie to blush furiously.

She opened her mouth but no sound came out, Natalie feeling like a goldfish as she just stared at the Mila who was either trying to seduce her or was taking this whole help get her into character thing way too far.

“Just tell me you don’t want this and I’ll stop.” Mila said huskily after a long silence.

Natalie continued to remain there with her mouth open for several minutes, wondering why she couldn’t convince herself to say anything, and then Mila’s fingers started sliding up and down the length of Natalie’s pussy slit through her panties, causing her to moan.

“I knew you wanted this.” Mila grinned.

“I, I don’t.” Natalie finally managed.

“Oh.” Mila said disappointedly, “Ok then.”

Natalie blinked a few times as Mila got off of her and standing up, Natalie only now realizing she had somehow been lowered down so that she was lying on the couch, Natalie quickly sitting up and asking, “That’s it?”

“Sure.” Mila shrugged, “I know I was a little rough, but I was just trying to be in character. I don’t want to force you into anything.”

“Oh.” Natalie blushed, “I thought you were trying to seduce me.”

“Oh I was. Still kind of am,” Mila said, adding before Natalie could even begin to wrap her head around that revelation, “ You’re beautiful Natalie, and smart, and sexy, and you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to fuck you. And I wasn’t lying before. I do want to help you feel more comfortable about pretending to fool around with me; I’d just rather we weren’t pretending.”

There was a pause, Natalie not sure whether Mila wanted her to say anything and not sure whether she could think of anything to say.

“I really think it would help you get into character, and it wouldn’t make you gay or anything, it would be just a little experimentation. And I’d make you cum so hard. You have no idea. But if you really don’t want to I get it.” Mila said, pausing again before continuing, “So I’ll tell you what, if you really don’t want this you can leave and we can pretend this never happened, or you can never speak to me again, whatever you want, but if you’re even slightly curious, or you think it might help shooting the scene tomorrow, follow me. I
promise you won’t regret it.”

With that Mila disappeared into her suites bedroom, leaving Natalie to her thoughts, which were currently running through her head so fast she could barely comprehend them. They were all just white noise, why she should and why she shouldn’t racing around together inside her head to the point that she had no idea what it was she really wanted to do. And then her body seemed to make a decision for her, ignoring whatever battle was playing out in her head and standing up and walking into Mila’s bedroom.

Suddenly Natalie felt like she was back on set, or perhaps even in Black Swan itself, as she found herself staring at Mila, the two girls standing only a few feet away from each other and a cocky grin on Mila’s face.

To keep the comparison going Natalie marched up to Mila, the two actresses grabbing and kissing each other with far more violence and ferocity than they had in any of the previous takes of the lesbian sex scene in their film.

As they practically devoured each other the voices in Natalie’s head were finally silenced, except for the one that whispered that if she was able to do this tomorrow they could probably get that damn lesbian sex scene done in one take.

That thought seemed increasingly accurate as Natalie found herself lying on the bed, her top and skirt discarded almost without her notice, only leaving her bra and panties, the latter of which Mila was slow but eager to remove before she kissed Natalie again and slid her lips down her body to her centre.

It was then the comparison between what was happening and the scene ended as during the scene there was no… contact, but seemingly the moment Mila’s head was between Natalie’s legs Natalie felt something soft and wet slide across her pussy lips, and she moaned loudly with in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

Natalie wasn’t surprised by what was happening of course, she was just surprised how good it felt. After all Natalie was no virgin, she had done stuff, guys had done this to her before and it had felt good… but this was different. Better. It shouldn’t be, but it was. It was just, better.

Mila didn’t hesitate. She didn’t seem unsure of herself or nervous, she didn’t ask for tips, she just dived right in and started licking Natalie’s pussy, her tongue sliding up and down, clockwise and anticlockwise over her soft cunt lips, Mila occasionally teasing Natalie’s cunt hole or clit just so that she could make her moan louder.

She was eating her pussy. Just the thought of it made Natalie blush and her pulse race. There… there was another girl between her legs. Another girl was going down on her, licking her out, munching on her cunt.

Being with another girl had always been Natalie’s most taboo of fantasies, something she had always dreamed about but never considered acting upon. For this reason the lesbian sex scene in Black Swan had been extremely intimidating for her, so much so she almost passed on the project, and the moment she first felt Mila’s lips against hers her dormant desires again wreaked havoc with her mind until ultimately she had given in.

However as Mila’s soft mouth closed around her cunt lips Natalie suddenly wondered why she had been so reluctant, and then as Mila’s little tongue suddenly thrust its way inside her cunt Natalie wondered why she hadn’t seduced the other girl herself.

Natalie’s thoughts melted away again as for the first time in her life she was tongue fucked by another girl, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as Mila’s tongue not only began pumping in and out of her pussy but twirling and swelling around inside her love tunnel, touching sensitive places inside Natalie that had never been touched before. Hell, Natalie didn’t even know these places existed before, Mila’s eager and knowing tongue seemingly attacking every little sensitive part of her pussy before beginning to fuck her so hard Natalie felt she was going to cry.

She actually did when Mila curled her tongue inside her pussy so she hit her G-spot, Natalie crying, moaning and screaming as her pussy was fucked like never before.

Anytime a guy had done this to her in the past it hadn’t felt half as good, Mila bringing Natalie to the edge in what felt like minutes.

However when Natalie felt she was about to peak the worst thing Natalie could imagine that moment happened, namely Mila suddenly pulling away. Before Natalie could complain Mila had shoved two fingers inside her, but she only used them to keep her on edge, Natalie literally feeling tears in her eyes as her climax was momentarily denied her.

“You wanna cum?” Mila asked huskily, “You wanna cum for me you fucking diva bitch?”
Natalie nodded quickly.

“Say it.” Mila demanded, “Tell me how you want another girl to make cunt cum.”
Natalie blushed furiously, but at that moment she needed to cum more than she’d ever needed anything before in her life, so she found herself shamelessly weeping, “I want to cum. I want to cum for you. I… I want to cum for another girl. I want another girl to make my cunt cum…. I want to wet your beautiful fucking face with my cunt juice. Please Mila, I’ll do anything, just make my cunt cum!”

“Anything?” Mila grinned.

“Yesssssss!” Natalie cried out as at that moment Mila’s mouth clamped down on her clit as the other girl’s fingers began pounding in and out of her cunt at a rapid rate, the slightly older actress almost immediately crashing over the edge of the hardest orgasm of her life. She could feel her whole body lose control as her hips and pelvis jerked grinding her convulsing cunt into Mila’s mouth and face. As she came jet spray of cum washed over Mila. Natalie screeched with pleasure ans shock, she had never squirted with a man.
Her squirt was quickly followed by another. And another, and another.

Natalie was such a wreck she could barely tell what was going on, Mila’s mouth, tongue and fingers feeling like they were everywhere at once. In between her orgasms it was slightly easier to tell whether Mila was tongue fucking her again or using her fingers, the other girl switching back and forth, over and over again until everything went black.

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I want to emphasise that this story is entirely fiction. It was inspired by some pictures of a very sexy lady, which you can find in an album on my profile page, but you have to be registered and logged in to see them (I also have some other pictures there, selected to accompany some of my other stories). The photos go with the first part of the story, so do look for them if you can – but I must make it absolutely clear that the woman in the photos is NOT, repeat NOT, the character in the story, which is entirely an invented fantasy scenario. Sadly, I have never conducted a performance review like this … but there are a few times when I have been tempted, oh yes, sorely tempted!

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2012

Julie MacDonald watched the other workers in the office gather up their things and get ready to leave at the end of the day, but on this Thursday afternoon she made no move to join them, and just called out cheerfully ‘goodnight’ and ‘see ya in the morning’, or just waved to the women who were further away. In truth, she was rather nervous and preoccupied, but trying not to let it show – although the reason for her tension was not exactly a secret. One of the youngest women, Lise-Jo, who seemed really nice and had been particularly welcoming to the newcomer, detoured on her way out to give Julie a sympathetic smile and an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

‘Don’t you worry, you’ll be fine … really, I’m sure it’ll be just fine.’

And with that kindness, Lise-Jo was gone, the last to leave the suddenly empty and almost silent office – almost, because in the unusual tranquillity there could now be heard the faintest murmur of someone talking, behind the door of the separate and enclosed private office of the manager of the department, Ms. Fenton.

Julie had begun working here just a month ago, and was in the first phase of her probationary period. Yesterday, she had been told by her immediate boss, Ms. Fenton, that she would need to stay on late today for her first scheduled ‘performance review’, as the manager was so busy that a private meeting couldn’t be fitted in at any other time during the day.

Of course, Julie had agreed at once. She was eager as a bunny to please – this was a very good job opportunity with real prospects as a career, and in just the kind of company that she had always wanted to join: an environmentally-ethical cosmetics business which was up-market and had a well-known reputation, but still was a fairly small concern where everyone seemed to know each other, rather than being nameless cogs in some large corporate structure. Not surprisingly, given the nature of the products, the staff were all female, including the immaculately elegant and poised 42 year-old founder and owner of the company, Ms. Hartensen. However, Julie did not report directly to her: in between was her department head, Ms. Fenton, a smart stylish woman in her mid to late 30s, a whirlwind of energy and efficiency, who Julie found almost equally impressive and intimidating – but her new boss had treated her well so far, correcting any mistakes quickly and clearly, but in a pleasant and encouraging manner.

Like most of the women at this fashionable firm in the fashion trade, Ms. Fenton always looked perfectly turned-out. She had the slim figure and the height – she was around five feet ten inches in bare feet, and taller still in her high heels – to carry off the smartly-tailored outfits that she wore. They were chic combinations with a leaning to classical simplicity – plain blocks of colour in striking contrasts, cut in clean lines, but the quality of fabric and design were clearly expensive. All in all, Ms. Fenton was a class act, and one from whom Julie was picking up style tips every day.

Today was just such a case in point: her boss was wearing a bold red full-sleeve silk shirt, unbuttoned to make a V at the neck, where a simple silver hoop necklace set it off. Julie especially admired the woman’s skirt, and longed for one just like it (and longed for the salary that could afford one like it too!). It was a pencil skirt in rich shiny black leather which tapered to an inch or two above Ms. Fenton’s shapely knees – but its striking feature was that it was a button-through, that it was held closed by a line of contrasting round silver buttons at the front, down the centre of the skirt from waist to hem. The manager’s slender unblemished legs were sheathed in sheer black pantyhose, and on her feet … aaah! shoes to die for! They were perfect, just perfect for the outfit – and, knowing that everything must have been bought as separates, Julie was lost in wonder at the sense of style that had brought together the shirt, the skirt and … the shoes: an exquisite design, open-toed and stiletto-heeled, made in black leather that matched her skirt, yet with edging and laces in bright red which perfectly complimented Ms. Fenton’s top. The woman’s make-up was minimal – she had the classic fine bones and clear complexion not to need more than a touch, but her red lipstick was again the perfect shade, and a striking contrast to the mane of rich black hair that fell below her shoulders.

Julie sighed a little pensively: would she ever, ever, be that cool, that smart, so poised and yet also so hot? Well, if she held this job down, then – well, yes, then maybe, why not? But she needed to impress the boss, she needed to do well – for it had been made clear at her interview, politely but very firmly, that the company policy was that anyone hired was on a probationary and temporary-only contract for three months, and only if the management were fully satisfied would she be offered a permanent position after that. It had seemed only reasonable at the time, but now Julie was feeling not quite so sure … suppose she wasn’t getting enough done, or somehow wasn’t fitting in?

She sat and waited at her desk, having switched off her computer, too preoccupied to be able to answer any more emails in a coherent way. She was in sight of the door of Ms. Fenton’s office – she had been told earlier that her boss had some calls to finish, and then would see her after that. In fact, it was about fifteen long minutes after everyone else had left for their homes when the buzzer on her phone sounded, and Ms. Fenton told her to come in.

However, when Julie entered the private office, she saw that the manager was once again talking on the telephone. Ms. Fenton gave her a brisk nod and a little smile – from which Julie took some encouragement – and beckoned her inwards. The older woman gestured silently with her pen for Julie to sit in the chair which was placed opposite her desk, although it was set rather further back from it than was usual. As her boss continued chatting on her phone, Julie’s eyes roamed around the neat office, which was furnished in a sleek minimalist style – rather like Ms. Fenton herself, Julie suddenly realised.

There was no carpeting on the floor, which was made of sandalwood blocks in a Scandinavian style. The furniture was of light pine with simple white fronts on the drawers and filing cabinets, all clean lines and brightness. The most austere item of all was Ms. Fenton’s desk, which was more of a table in design – it was wide and long, with a thin flat top that was supported by two silvery steel legs at one end and a small set of drawers at the other – there was nothing else; it had no front or sides, and so it afforded an excellent unrestricted view of Ms. Fenton’s enviably long trim legs – and also, Julie noticed, quite a lot of her boss’s thighs, given the way that she had crossed her legs.

God, I’d like to be like her in ten, fifteen years time, thought Julie in admiration, and I’d like to have a job like hers too! Of course, Julie realised that she would have to dress in different colours and styles – she wasn’t a tall thin brunette, but a medium-height and quite curvy blonde. But even now, young and untutored as she was, and on a shoestring budget here in the big city, with most of her pay taken up by rent, food and the subway commute, still she knew that she looked good, that she chose her outfits well and turned herself out smartly. In fact, she was quite sure that this was what had made the clinching difference at the interview, that her slightly daring choice of a halterneck print dress of blues and yellows, with a white blazer jacket on top, which was not exactly conventional ‘office suit’ wear, had worked – partly because she had the figure to carry it off, especially her generous u-shaped 32E breasts, with her deep sun-tanned cleavage framed in the summery dress and then overlaid with the cool white of the classically-cut jacket. Yes, that had been a good choice … a little unconventional, maybe a little ‘arty’, but stylish in combination, especially when its casual look was contrasted against the simple and somewhat severe bowl-shaped cut of her straight collar-length natural blonde hair.

Lost for a moment in that happy memory, Julie realised that her boss was gazing at her quite intently and looking at her appraisingly from head to toe. Julie fretted in sudden apprehension, thinking ‘Surely I’m dressed OK? Oh, dear! I haven’t been dressing inappropriately, have I? The other women all dress real smart but I guess quite sexy too … I mean, like Ms. Fenton herself, she always looks real hot …’ and Julie suddenly blushed, confused to find herself thinking about her smart superior in such a way, as her thoughts skittered away from that image to a greater anxiety: ‘… oh, shit, I hope I’m doing OK, I really do want to stay on here … oh, surely I’ve been doing OK, haven’t I?’

As Julie came back to earth, she started to catch on to her boss’s conversation. It didn’t sound like a business call exactly, or at least not an external one.

‘Hmm, yes, I’ve got her in here now … yes, it’s fine, she looks good, really … yeah, cute, very nice …’

Ms. Fenton suddenly uncrossed her legs and leaned forwards, looking Julie in the eyes and pointing the pen in her right hand directly at the young probationer, transfixing the pretty blonde in her chair. The manager’s knees were pressed together but her feet in their expensive stiletto heels swung apart, her right toe tapping impatiently on the sandalwood floor. The woman continued:

‘… yes, oh yes, I think she could have quite a future here, with us …’

A tidal wave of relief washed through Julie, leaving her a little light-headed.

‘… once she knows how to perform, of course, when she’s learned our particular ways …’

Julie wondered what that might mean, but she realised that she had not been at the company long, only just over a month, and of course every line of business – and every company – had its own methods. From the occasional sideways glances of the permanent staff, she had realised there were secrets that she was not being told, matters she was not included in – no one had been in the least unfriendly or rude, and Julie was smart enough to realise that this reserve was natural, until her own status became clear: was she going to be there long-term, was she going to become ‘one of us’? She hoped so, oh! she did really hope so … especially as she liked the other women here, and particularly Lise-Jo, who was only a couple of years older than her and worked at a desk nearby, hmm, yes, she admired and liked Lise-Jo a lot, in fact maybe she had a bit of a crush on her … and so it was at this very moment, of all moments, that Julie suddenly realised that her feelings for cute bubble-butt Lise-Jo were a lot more than just friendly, in a way she hadn’t felt since those, mmm, those wild nights with Sandra, her first-year college room-mate – the first girl to make a pass at her, and into whose arms and bed Julie had leapt as fast as if someone had fired a starting gun for the 100 metres hurdles. It had been a wonderful, exhilarating, liberating experience (and the sex had been fucking amazing – and amazing fucking – too!) for five months, but then that statuesque black bitch from Atlanta had swept Sandra off her feet and right out of Julie’s life … and that had hurt, more than she’d cared to admit at the time. She had lost confidence in herself sexually, and instead had funnelled all of her energies into her studies, becoming a real boring book owl … but it had paid off in one way: she had graduated the top student of her year, and that had got her noticed and interviewed for this job. So maybe she could start again, maybe venture into the girl-girl dating whirlpool again, maybe with pretty Lise-Jo it might work out …

They say that nothing is coincidence, and Julie’s unconscious mind had tuned in to the right wavelength much quicker than her conscious one … had tuned into to a station called Sapphic FM (with FM meaning femme, and femmes only).

Julie hadn’t really noticed until now that several of the twelve silver buttons that ran vertically up the front of Ms. Fenton’s black leather skirt were undone – that wasn’t unusual in itself, of course, because the garment was intended to be worn with the bottom two or three buttons undone (four perhaps, if you were daring, like Ms. Fenton), that was an intended part of its sexy ‘now you catch a glimpse, now you don’t’ style. But her boss must have been sitting there with five or six of the buttons already undone when Julie had entered the room, and since then she had unobtrusively undone at least two more, so that only the top four were still fastened. With her legs crossed and her knees tightly together, this hadn’t been apparent – but now, now, Ms. Fenton swung those slim knees slowly apart, using her right hand to ease the skirt away from her thighs so that it fell open to each side.

Julie gulped, for suddenly she was looking straight up her boss’s legs, in the most unmistakeably sexual way. Ms. Fenton was wearing sheer black traditional-style stockings (of course, so classy!), above which was a contrasting expanse of pink smooth and trim inner thigh – and then a full-on display of the front of her panties. And, what panties! These were a skimpy triangular scarlet thong, of such fine lace and gauze weave that the vertical line of the woman’s fully-shaven vagina was clearly visible through them. Their thin gusset was pulled up tight, cutting a camel-toe groove at the base of her pussy-slit, and for one wild moment Julie suddenly thought with envy ‘fuck, that must be getting her off – she’s been grinding on that, she must be all hot and wet down there, however fucking cool she looks up top’.

With her face flushed, her mouth partly open and her eyes wide in surprise, Julie tore her gaze away from her manager’s cunt, and looked upwards. Ms. Fenton was smiling now – the knowing smile of one who sees realisation dawn on the young woman they are seducing, realisation and no real resistance. Without any hesitation or pause, the older woman continued her dialogue on the telephone.

‘Yes, I think she’s getting on-message right now … mmm, I think she’s gonna be good … yeah, sure … I’ll let you know how it goes … such a cute babe, if she’s willing, I’m sure we’ll want to keep her on … yeah, if she scores well, I’ll call you down, honey … then you can do your “confirmation review” right on the spot, if you like …’ Ms. Fenton then laughed out loud, a rich husky sound that sent a shiver of anticipation racing down Julie’s spine: ‘Oh, you do like? You’re a hot bitch, you know that … but then, that’s why I love you!’ The manager laughed throatily again, blew a kiss into the phone, and signed off: ‘Ciao, babe … I’ll call you back’.

It suddenly clicked with Julie who Ms. Fenton was talking to – it could only be Ms. Hartensen, the owner of the whole company! And, of course, they were clearly lesbians … and lovers, too … in fact, it sounded like they lived together, but also enjoyed fucking their employees … shit, how many of their employees? There were maybe thirty women in all, ranging from those just older than Julie to three in their 40s, who like Ms. Hartensen were enviously well-kept and trim of figure. All of them? Shit, no! … or … maybe … Jesus! … yes?

That would explain many of the sideways looks that Julie had been getting … were some of the other women sizing her up as a possible fuck-buddy, once the boss-lady and her deputy-lover had tasted the new package first? Yes, now it all made sense, those strange under-currents, exchanges of glances, and the way Lise-Jo had responded so positively to Julie’s recent hesitant suggestion of going out for a drink together or maybe catching a movie, saying eagerly that she’d love to – but then contradictorily adding ‘in a couple of weeks’, and then warmly wishing Julie ‘all the best’ for her performance review … now Julie understood why the hot minx had squeezed her arm earlier that afternoon and had huskily advised her to ‘go for it … don’t hesitate, babe, when the moment comes, just go for it’.

Ms. Fenton picked up the pen again in her right hand and tossed her head, her waves of dark hair falling down her back. But it was her left hand that drew Julie’s attention like a powerful magnet … as the older woman put the phone down, spread her legs unbelievably wide apart, pushed her thumb inside the gusset of her panties, and then pulled the crotch sideways – exposing her naked pussy to full view!

‘Well, Julie’, she said, looking boldly at the young trainee, ‘this is your review … so, do you want to perform, or not?’ The manager’s voice almost purred, like the sleek cat that she was, as she concluded: ‘show me what you can do …’

Julie floundered, stammering incoherently. It wasn’t that she objected, not at all – she knew that, whilst she was kind of bisexual (having had boyfriends for brief spells from time to time), that it was women who really turned her on the most, really got her wet and hot … and her manager, and even more Ms. Hartensen, were just the sort of powerful older women she had always fantasised about as a teenager, plunging a deodorant tube as an improvised dildo in and out of her pussy until she came. It was just so unexpected … though really, why she hadn’t seen this coming, she couldn’t now understand!

Ms. Fenton took pity for a moment, and explained:

‘Julie, dear, your work is just fine, there are no issues there … but we do need to be sure that you would fit in with the company ethos … you see, and I guess now you do see, we’re all lesbians here, from Erika [this was Ms. Hartensen] down to the most junior. And we like it that way, though not everyone’s a swinger, and Erika and I respect that … some of the women are in couples, with a long-term partner here or elsewhere, and that’s fine, they can join in the fun or not just as they like … but the rest of us, we sure do have fun – outside of working time, of course, though Erika and I know there’s often some quick fucking going on in the restroom at lunchtime, we don’t mind if you want to eat pussy and not pastrami! [here she laughed at her own joke, and Julie smiled weakly, still poleaxed by the turn of events] But outside of working hours, our staff do tend to see a lot of each other [Ms. Fenton arched an eyebrow, making clear the double-entendre that this meant seeing a lot of each other’s naked bodies too], and Erika and I like to entertain regularly at our house, we love threesomes, foursomes and more, with different women, kind of in rotation … you’ll love it, don’t worry, we just have a fantastic time, and everyone is happy and works so well together, and so the company works well too!’

‘Oh, yeah’, Ms. Fenton added as an after-thought, ‘and Lise-Jo wanted me to tell you that she thinks you’re luscious, you make her panties wet every day, and once you’re “in”, she’s gonna be in you next, she’s got her best strap-on all ready and lubed up for your tight pussy!’

Julie gasped in delight, and let herself be swept away into this exhilarating vortex of lesbian lusts … it was what she truly longed for, and her boss could see the acceptance and desire in the young trainee’s face.

Ms. Fenton’s expression was now more dominant, and her look was as hard as the nipples that chafed stiffly inside her bra cups. As she had been speaking, her fingers had been rubbing her pussy lips, and now she spread her labia apart, showing the pink valley between. The older woman was now thoroughly aroused, hot with desire for the sweet and innocent-looking young blonde, and eager to get her hands and mouth on the impressive pair of breasts that had been so temptingly trawled in front of her in the cute girlish halterneck dress at Julie’s interview. Breathing harshly through her nostrils, the manager jerked open her red silk shirt to reveal the whore-house style bra beneath, a shiny scarlet half-cup topped with frilly black lace. The manager’s skirt was now rucked up completely around her waist, and with a savage tug she pulled the crotch of her panties further aside, and snapped:

‘So, c’mon, you little bitch – don’t just sit there, swinging those surfer-babe tits at me! It’s show and tell time, show and tell – you can either go down, or get out! If you wanna stay, eat my cunt, bitch, and eat it good!

Julie snapped out of her transfixed state, galvanised not only by the cracking note of authority in her boss’s voice, but also by the rising flood of her own lesbian lust, all the more a raging torrent for having been dammed up for so long. At once, acting on the earlier advice of the hot new girlfriend whom she had apparently just acquired, to ‘go for it’, Julie fell onto her knees and crawled forward on all fours like an eager puppy under Ms. Fenton’s desk, homing in like a missile on her target – the sweet scent and vivid sight of her boss’s naked pussy.

‘Oh! Oooh, yes, oh! Ms. Fenton – please, yes, me – yes, yes! I do, I wanna so much to … oh, God, you’re so hot, ooh, your pussy, so fucking its hot!’ gasped Julie, her syntax near to incoherence, but her meaning crystal clear.

Reaching her goal in an instant, the young woman gripped one of Ms. Fenton’s thighs in each hand, and her rambling words were cut off in mid-flow as she plunged her mouth down onto her boss’s cunt. Julie began vigorously to lick and lap at the widening gash, squirming her tongue in as deep as it would go, and then surging and slurping up and down the deep wet pink chasm.

Ms. Fenton gave a satisfied moan and leant back in her desk chair, pushing her pussy further forwards into Julie’s face. The manager pulled the cups of her black lace and red satin bra violently downwards, so that her firm breasts spilled out, and then she seized her own nipples and savagely squeezed them. As Julie’s questing tongue found its target of Ms. Fenton’s clitoris, the older woman gasped with pleasure. She grasped the back of Julie’s head with one hand, and ground the willing trainee’s nose and teeth into her capacious cunt. Julie braced herself against Ms. Fenton’s widespread thighs, snatched a quick breath, and then curled her tongue for added rigidity and speared it into her boss’s vaginal hole. To her satisfaction, she heard Ms. Fenton take a sharp intake of breath, and felt a rippling shudder run through the woman’s pelvis.

The manager began to shift and squirm on her chair, her head lolling backwards and her eyes glassily half-closed, as she savoured every second of her heightening arousal. She began to give soft gasps and whimpers, intermingled with instructions to Julie to suck harder, go deeper – even to bite her, yes, to bite her clit! Well, Julie was always a willing worker, and she did not hesitate to follow her boss’s orders – she found the older woman’s engorged and surprisingly prominent clitoris, sucked the nub between her lips, and then closed her front teeth to press against it – not exactly quite biting, but a pressure sharp enough to mix an acid undercurrent of pain with the burgeoning erogenous pleasure.

The outcome was convulsive. Ms. Fenton’s hands left her breast and Julie’s head to clutch at the edge of her desk with a vice-like grip, as intense orgasmic convulsions exploded in her pelvic region and surged volcanically through her nervous system. The mature manager gave vent to an ululating wail as she came, and a dousing of watery cum-juice splattered Julie’s nose, cheeks and chin.

‘Well …’ said Ms. Fenton, once her panting breaths had slowed enough to make speaking possible, ‘well … well done, Julie, that was good, in fact very good. On that performance, I feel sure that you will be offered a permanent position here – which I very much hope that you want – [at which Julie nodded eager affirmation] that’s good then, very good.’

‘Now, there is one final stage’, continued the lithe and sexy manager, ‘as perhaps you have guessed from my phone call?’

Julie nodded again, scarcely able to conceal her amazement at such good fortune – after all, for a girl who was attracted to powerful and experienced older women, Ms. Fenton was real hot – but Ms. Hartensen was off the top of the temperature gauge completely!

‘Ooohh!’ she whispered in excitement, ‘you mean, you really mean … Ms. Hartensen checks everyone out? I mean, she really wants to fuck me? … ooooh, wow! that’s amazing, oooh, yeah!’

Ms. Fenton smiled with pleased delight at the new girl’s sudden sapphic eagerness, and picked up the phone, jabbing the buttons for a three-figure internal extension. It was answered almost at once, and Ms. Fenton came straight to the point in bringing her lover and the company CEO up to date.

‘As I thought’, the manageress said with a satisfied grin, ‘she’s a hot little lez, no question – ate me out with no hesitation, and really well too … maybe she’s not done much fucking recently, but her instincts are right-on, which is all that matters. So, honey, you wanna come down and grab some peachy blonde ass, otherwise known as your “confirmation review”? Hmmm? Yeah? Oh, OK, I guess if you really need to finish that off … no, no, it’s fine, hon, I’ll keep Julie busy till you can get down here and join us … but don’t take too long, you’ll miss too much fun … and those advertising proofs don’t absolutely have to be checked today, y’know? Yeah, OK, good – kisses, kisses, see ya real soon!’

After putting down the handset back on its cradle, Ms. Fenton looked at Julie with amusement.

‘Well, sweet thing, it seems that we need to fill in a little time – Erika’s always so conscientious, when she’s started a bit of work she hates to leave it unfinished – but, hey, we should complain? That’s how she made this company what it is! So, to fill in time … yes, I think I’ll fill you!’

Ms. Fenton rose smoothly to her feet, and removed both her skirt and her top, folding them neatly over the back of her chair. Then, as Julie gazed in admiration at her svelte figure, she stripped her damp panties down her legs, and tossed them into the corner of the room, followed immediately by her bra. Now naked apart from her shoes (oh! those so fucking hot shoes!), stockings and suspender belt, the manageress strolled like a jungle cat over to the filing cabinet, opened its top drawer, and removed a plain cardboard box.

Julie gasped when Ms. Fenton opened it, and took out the unmistakeable shape of a strap-on dildo harness. Looking at the young probationer as she buckled it around her waist and hips, Ms. Fenton gave a sultry smile, and murmured:

‘… never leave home without it …’

The young blonde had not moved from where she had been kneeling to eat her boss’s cunt, but now she obeyed Ms. Fenton’s pointed direction, and crawled round to the open space in front of the desk, where she remained on her hands and knees, her legs spread slightly apart.

‘Good girl, good girl, I see you know the drill … so now, I drill you!’ laughed the manageress.

Actually, this had been Julie’s favourite position during her short sapphic education at the hands, mouth and cunt of her college room-mate. She was much more of a bottom than a top, though not entirely submissive and certainly with no inclination to the S&M or bondage scenes … well, OK, maybe a bit of light bondage and role-play would be fun, with the right person, she thought … someone like Ms. Fenton, for example, or … and she nearly orgasmed from this further hot mental image … someone like Ms. Hartensen!

Lost in that stunningly erotic fantasy, her butt naturally perked itself outwards and upwards, parting her vaginal opening, just at the right moment for Ms. Fenton to grasp her hips and thrust deeply into her. After a few deep hard penetrations from her boss’s strap-on phallus, sweat was sheening on Julie’s back and flanks, her round sexy ass was quivering, and she felt as if electric bolts were exploding in her pussy. She began to give guttural gasps, groaning in between her sharp indrawn pants of breath. Ms. Fenton was indeed drilling the novice lesbian harder and deeper than she had ever known was possible, and driving her busty young employee to paroxysms of ecstasy.

Julie had lost every inhibition and was slapping at the sandalwood floor wildly with one hand and screaming out imprecations to be fucker harder and still harder, when from the corner of her eye she saw the door open and a pair of immaculate white boots come into view. Shuddering and gasping, almost on the cusp of the biggest orgasm she had ever known, the young woman squinted upwards, as Ms. Fenton paused for a moment in the rapid staccato rhythm of her shaftings of the tasty blonde’s well-lubricated pussy. Julie moaned, and immediately climaxed with convulsive force, her pelvis quivering and her hips juddering, for she had just seen a vision surely sent from sapphic heaven – and from what a perspective as well!

Ms. Hartensen had decided it was time to join the action, and had come prepared to do so. Gone was the classically elegant pale blue silk wrap dress that she had been seen in earlier, although she had retained the chic white plastic knee-high boots that had set it off. She was also wearing opaque white traditional stockings held up by a tiny lacy suspender belt (Julie learned later that almost all of the women in the firm favoured such stockings, as they made the removal of panties – if worn at all – the work of a second), and her full but slightly sagging 34D cup breasts were displayed to best advantage in an underwired three-quarter cup white silk bra. All this worked so well because Ms. Hartensen, despite her Teutonic name, had ancestors from southern Austria who had intermarried with the Italians from the adjacent Tyrol region, so she had a slight and sleek hint of the Latina about her: just a touch of brown to her skin tone, deep dark hazel eyes, and jet black hair which was neatly trimmed around her ears and clipped to just above her collar. The final touch, however, was the other black item in her appearance – an intimidatingly huge strap-on, with a black leather harness and a long fat and ribbed plastic dildo.

With Ms. Fenton’s rod still buried to its hilt in Julie’s cunt, Ms. Hartensen knelt down and reached under Julie’s chest to cup and squeeze her ample tits, murmuring her appreciation of not just their size, but their near-perfect globular roundness and their firm youthful resilience.

‘Just as we thought, dear’, said the company owner with a warm smile, ‘you will be such an asset to our little company – you’ve shown that you work really hard and efficiently, you have such a nice helpful manner, and in addition you’re gonna be such a cutie to fuck, with your tight round tush and these lovely ripe titties!’

As she said this, the mature CEO brushed her thumbs expertly across both of Julie’s nipples, sending an explosive tingling burst radiating out from each nipple. Ms. Hartensen smiled with satisfaction and nodded at her deputy and long-time lover, and in perfect synchronisation the company owner squeezed Julie’s breasts and twisted her nipples, whilst the young woman’s immediate manager rocked her hips backwards, withdrew the dildo almost completely, and then slammed it forwards with convulsive force.

Julie gave a cracked and hoarse scream, her head rearing backwards, as a second orgasm ripped through her. Then her sweaty palms lost their purchase on the smooth wooden floor and her whole upper body flopped downwards, her tits smacking wetly on the sandalwood blocks and her ass helplessly thrust into the air, as she came with such explosive intensity that she would have collapsed entirely if the two older women had not already got a firm grip on her. Julie’s eyes were tightly-closed, and her nostrils flared and her half-open mouth blew bubbles of saliva as she gasped for breath, her flanks heaving and quivering – but her sweat-sheened face bore an expression of dazed wonder and utter bliss.

The two older women exchanged glances which mingled mutual affection, amusement and accomplishment – for they quite rightly took pride in the very visible evidence of their sexual capability: the well-fucked big-titted young woman who was now sprawled submissively on the floor at their feet. Ms. Fenton slowly withdrew the dildo from Julie’s cavity, making the young blonde gasp and shudder as she did so, and then moved to one side to allow the CEO to replace her.

For a moment, Ms. Hartensen ran her hands over Julie’s hips and ass, admiring the girl’s curvaceous figure and firm young flesh. Then she positioned herself in line with the base of Julie’s vagina, and thrust into her with the black dildo. It was wider and longer than Ms. Fenton’s, and wickedly ribbed as well. For a moment, Julie wondered if she could take it – and then, for a heart-stopping second of panic, that if she couldn’t, would she fail the test, and be thrown out of this new-found lesbian coven? But she was so aroused and her pussy already so widened and slick with her cum, that, although she winced a little, Ms. Hartensen’s dildo slid in without too much trouble. However, it filled the young blonde in ways that she never thought possible, and even small movements had effects that this tightness magnified a dozen times over.

Julie emitted a series of snorts through her nose – for her mouth was clamped tight shut – in a escalating pitch, as she rose to her own crescendo. She was babbling, but so incoherently that it was only possible to make out a word or two here and there:

‘… fuck … do … come, I’m … ohmigod … cum me … yes, no … now, fuck … NOW! NOW!!!’

and with the last of these, she screamed and climaxed simultaneously, with sweat dripping from her face and her blonde hair now dishevelled and tangled.

The company owner and her deputy manager were far from finished however, and in any case Julie was such a delightful morsel that they could not resist her bushy-tailed innocent charms. The two older women rolled Julie over onto her back, and stopped for a second to admire their newest employee’s magnificent chest, for her bountiful breasts were thrust up into the air as prominently and firmly as they had previously dangled below her chest.

By the unspoken communication that passes between long-term lovers, each of the older women devoted herself to one of Julie’s tender titties, cupping a breast around its base with their warm hands, kneading the soft flesh like bread dough, and teasing the nipple with their sharp teeth. Julie shuddered and moaned from the electrifying effects which resulted, and she arched her back and spread her hips wide open in response to the erogenous stimulus.

Ms. Hartensen saw this in her peripheral vision, and without taking her attention – or her devouring mouth – away from Julie’s right breast, the sexy mature woman reached downwards with her left hand and thrust two fingers into her newest employee’s vagina, feeling the young woman’s open wetness. As Julie was entered again, and knowing that it was her powerful and commandingly-sexy ultimate boss who was probing her pussy, she shuddered and moaned with sensory overload, and then her pelvis spasmed again with another flushing orgasm. To her amazement, and Ms. Hartensen’s delight, Julie’s juddering vaginal muscles squirted a steam of her cum-juices in a little fountain that sprayed for several inches out from her hole – something that the young woman had never done before, or even imagined that she was capable of.

‘Well done, Julie!’ breathed Ms. Hartensen in appreciation, ‘you are performing well, very well indeed! I think there can be no doubt of the positive outcome – ha, ha!, “out-come”, oh, sorry about the pun, I couldn’t resist it – yes, really no doubt at all … but, just as a final formality, I always ask a girl to do something for me as confirmation … something she is specially suited for …’

Ms. Hartensen then gave Julie’s breast another maul, and continued:

‘… and I know just what will do perfectly in your case, my dear – oh, yes, I do!’

With that, Ms. Hartensen removed her strap-on and lay down on the floor herself, on her back, and spread her legs wide apart. She instructed Julie to kneel between her parted thighs, and then to rub her breasts against the older woman’s meaty pussy, pressing the soft flesh against her and thrusting her prominent nipple under Ms. Hartensen’s clitoral hood and then against the nub of her clitoris. As Julie does this, Ms. Fenton squatted over her boss and lover’s face, lowering her cunt for the avid attentions of Ms. Hartensen’s agile tongue, and in turn reaching behind her back to haul the older woman’s impressively-firm breasts out of their bra cups and give them a mauling massage.

Julie was incredibly turned on by this lesbian triangle, and used the hand which was not forcing her firm breasts into Ms. Hartensen’s slit to finger her own clit, squeezing its nub. Whether it was the pure chance of beginner’s luck or good instincts, all three women climaxed at the very same moment, their wails and cries of sexual triumph and release making a cacophonous three-part harmony. It was a good omen indeed, they all decided, as the exhausted Julie rolled sideways from the satisfied bodies of her two bosses.

Ms. Fenton rose to her feet first, looking down at their latest lesbian initiate with fondness as well as the smouldering embers of lust. She held out her hand, first assisting Julie to clamber upright and then almost to collapse back into the office chair across from the manager’s desk – where all this had begun, Julie saw with astonishment from the clock on the wall, less than an hour ago! But what changes, what accomplishments, and … oh! what a future now lay ahead!

The company owner came to stand behind Julie’s chair, and reached down for another admiring fondle of the young woman’s magnificent breasts – at which, with a wild moan, Julie spread her legs apart again. From where she was still kneeling on the floor. Ms. Fenton smiled at the enticing invitation of cunt which was almost being thrust in her face, but with a smile she contented herself simply with dipping her index finger half an inch into Julie’s slit, and running it nimbly up and down several times, causing the pretty blonde to shiver on the brink of another orgasm.

Ms. Fenton shook her head, leaned forwards and kissed Julie gently on the lips, and said:

‘We have to get on our way home now – this has been lovely, just delightful, but we’ve got a couple of friends coming for dinner this evening …’

‘and they’ll be coming in the bedroom, afterwards, too’, interjected the company CEO with a lascivious laugh.

‘… just so’, acknowledged her deputy, ‘so we need to leave now, and keep some energy for pussy-pumping later.’

Then she looked shrewdly at the slumped form of Julie, who was both physically exhausted and mentally exhilarated. Coming to a decision, Ms. Fenton reached for her phone and dialled an outside number, whilst saying:

‘Honey, you’re in no shape to go out onto the streets on your own. I’m calling Lise-Jo, and she’ll come and fetch you in her car … and I think she’d like to do that, take you back to her place and give you some tender loving care.’ The manager raised one eyebrow interrogatively, and added, leaving the question in the air, ‘if you’d like that, of course?’

‘Oh! oooh, YES!’ responded Julie, thrilled to the core, and ready and willing to do just anything that sweet cute Lise-Jo might want of her, absolutely anything at all; ‘Oh! yes, please – please do!!’

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