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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.

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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.

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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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Kelly gets jealous and Emily and Kelly hash it out before having amazing sex.

I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it (;

***WARNING; there is more emotions involved at the end of the story but the smut continues, I promise***

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I was happy and smiling as I walk through the halls of the school. In the morning. I was always grouchy in the morning, except for today. I walk to my locker after the second bell and find Jane there. I smile at her when I get there.

“Hey, Jane.”

Jane smiles back.

“Hey. I wanted to ask you something.”

I unlock my locker and grab my books.

“Okay, shoot.”

Jane takes a deep breath and steps closer. I raise an eyebrow and she blushes.

“Doyouwanttogoout?”

She says it so fast I blink in surprise.

“What?”

Jane bites her lip nervously.

“Do you want to go out?”

Jane says slower and I gulp. She was one of my closest friends. Maybe I could play it off dumb.

“Sure. I don’t know why you’re asking. We always go out.”

I take a few things out of my bag and Jane rolls her eyes. The bell rings.

“Emily, you’re the smartest person in our class. I know you know what I’m asking.”

Jane says softly. I shut my locker and turn to her.

“Well…it’s not a good idea. You’re one of my best friends. It will mess with our friendship.”

I excuse. Jane steps closer and I find myself backed into the lockers. Jane slides her hand into mine and gives me a small smile.

“You know it won’t and I really like you, Emily. Please…give me a chance?”

My heart beats faster and I bite my lip nervously. I can’t just tell her to fuck off, she’s my friend but I definitely can’t tell her yes. I’ll have to- oh god…oh god, oh god. Jane is kissing me. My eyes are open wide and my arms are stiff at my sides.

“Girls! Get to class!”

That voice sends shivers through me and Jane pulls away. We look to a furious Kelly and Jane blushes hard as my face pales. Jane says a quick promise to talk later and scampers past Kelly and around the corner. I gulp as she glares at me.

“I…Kel-“

Kelly cuts me off.

“Save it. I need to get back to class.”

Kelly’s voice wavers and I start to walk towards her but she shakes her head and clenches her teeth, backing away from me.

“I can’t believe I was so stupid.”

Kelly mutters then turns and walks down the hall. I groan and bang the back of my head against the lockers. How could I let this happen?

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When I walk into the seventh bell Kelly doesn’t look up. I walk to her desk and gulp.

“Kelly…”

I say softly. Kelly looks up with a hard look on her face.

“That is inappropriate Ms. Hart. You call me by Ms. Harper or Ms. H, you know this. Now- please go sit down. We’re getting started immediately.”

My face falls but I concede and go to my seat. Jane comes in and starts to talk to me but I block her out.

“Jane, I’m not in a good mood. Okay?”

I say and Jane nods her head with a frown. I put my head down on my desk and work on the worksheet Kelly had passed out. When the final bell rings I raise my head and look for Kelly to see her quickly gathering her things. I stand up.

“Ms. Harper, I need to ask you a question on the paper.”

Kelly looks to me and clenches her teeth.

“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?”

I shake my head.

“Not if I don’t do it as homework.”

By now the door has clicked shut and I sigh.

“I didn’t kiss her, Kelly.”

I say quickly. Kelly looks away from me and rests her hands on her desk as she leans on it.

“But you didn’t stop her, did you?”

Kelly sounds so hurt, it kills me. I lower my eyes to the floor.

“It lasted two seconds at the most- she caught me by surprise.”

We look back to each other and I can tell Kelly is straining to believe me. I walk closer to her slowly and keep our eyes connected.

“Yesterday, when I kissed you after you told me not to kiss you unless I felt the same way…I meant that kiss, Kelly. I did NOT mean that stupid little kiss that Jane gave me. I need you to believe me because of our kiss. Please.”

I finish as I reach her. Kelly bites her lip.

“How do I know it won’t happen again?”

I don’t hesitate to take the last step forward, cup her cheek, and kiss her as passionately as I can. Kelly sighs against my lips and rests her hands lightly on my hips. I kiss her harder and move my fingers to slide into her hair. Kelly moans softly as my tongue grazes her lips for entrance. She parts her lips and our tongues start a fluid motion of teasing and careful strokes. When air becomes necessary I pull back and we both pant for breath as I rest my forehead against hers.

“That is how you know…no one…will ever kiss me the way you do…and I don’t want them to.”

I say breathlessly. Kelly nods her head and laughs lightly.

“Okay…that’s a good answer.”

I smile and steal a quick kiss.

“So you believe me now?”

Kelly nods her head and I smile.

“Good, I didn’t not want a reason to go on a date with her.”

Kelly pulls back enough to look at me.

“She asked you out?”

I nod my head and she crosses her arms even though my own arms were around her waist.

“Well, it’s a no just in case you were wondering.”

Kelly informs me and I smile.

“I already knew that but thank you for clearing it up.”

Kelly rolls her eyes affectionately and smiles as her arms wrap around my neck.

“I’m sorry I was so quick to judge you.”

She whispers and pulls me into a hug. I shake my head and kiss her cheek.

“Don’t be. I understand.”

Kelly kisses my neck and moves her hand to cup my cheek. I moan softly and her kisses move to the other side of my neck. I lick my lips and gulp. Kelly moans and nips at my skin, making my breath hitch.

“Kelly.”

I moan out. Kelly hums against my pulse point.

“Hmm?”

I pull her blouse from her skirt and drag my nails up her back, making her moan.

“I want to fuck you…so hard.”

Kelly chuckles against my neck and I frown. Suddenly she is grabbing my wrists and trapping them behind my back and her lips hover over mine.

“No. What’s going to happen is…you’re going to call your parents and tell them you’re going to a friends house for a project…then I am going to keep you hostage in my bedroom until I think you can leave.”

I smile and laugh but she was completely serious. Kelly sinks her teeth into my shoulder and I cry out. Kelly smiles against my skin.

“Laugh again and see what happens.”

Kelly threatens and being the tease I am, I laugh.

“Ha-Ha”

I let out, sarcastically. Kelly switches to hold my wrists with one hand and uses the other to slap my ass. I gasp loudly and look at Kelly with wide eyes. As surprising as it was…I liked it. She simply smirks and raises her eyebrow in response.

“There’s more where that comes from if you keep thinking I’m joking.”

I bite my lip and bring my lips extremely close to hers.

“Kelly?”

Kelly lets out a soft ‘hmm?’ and I close my eyes and gulp.

“Wh-What if I like it?”

I ask hesitantly. Kelly pulls back with a small smile. She cups my cheek.

“We have many more nights to figure out what you like and don’t, okay? No rush.”

I blush and nod my head. Kelly leans forward and kisses me lightly.

“Would you like to come back to my house now?”

I bite my lip and feel the throbbing of a headache behind my eyes that I’ve had since I hit my head against the lockers. I’ve been to the nurse before this class and she gave me child pain meds which seem to dull the pain but it was still there and who knows when it will wear off.

“I have a headache. I don’t think I’ll be much fun.”

I frown and Kelly chuckles.

“We don’t have to have sex every time Emily.”

I lift my head and look at her with a raised eyebrow. Kelly furrows her brow.

“Emily, we do NOT need to have sex every time. Especially if you or I don’t want to- I need you to know that. I don’t want you to feel pressured to have sex with me, okay?”

I blush harder and nod my head.

“I-I know, I just…the sex is REALLY good and…I do want to fuck you..I’m not pressured…I don’t…okay.”

I jumble because I don’t think I even know what I was trying to say. Kelly chuckles and presses her lips to my forehead.

“You got one heck of a headache, huh?”

I laugh and lean into her touch. She pulls away and cups my chin.

“I’ll meet you at the house. I have to stop and make a quick errand before I get there. There’s a spare key under the plant pot outside the door, let yourself in and make yourself at home.”

Kelly kisses me softly and I moan quietly against her lips.

“Okay…can I have one more kiss? It makes my headache feel better.”

I smile cheekily as she kisses me again but longer. Kelly pulls away with a smile.

“I’ll see you at my place.”

I smile back and grab my bag before heading out to my car.

//

I manage to find her spare key and go inside her house. I get myself something to drink and turn on the television in the kitchen and hop onto the counter. Before I know it she is coming through the front door.

“Emily?”

Kelly calls out into the house.

“Kitchen!’

I yell back. Kelly walks into the kitchen and smiles.

“I’m glad to see you’ve made yourself comfortable.”

I blush and she kisses me lightly. Kelly takes a deep breath and holds up a silver key as she moves in front of me and in between my legs. I smile.

“Pretty key.”

I tease and Kelly chuckles.

“I’m glad you think so. It’s yours…if you want it.”

Kelly says hesitantly. My eyes widen.

“Mine?”

Kelly nods her head.

“Yeah, to my house so you can come over whenever you want. You don’t have to take it now but it’s here for you whenever you want it.”

Kelly bites her lip nervously and I smile. I wrap my fingers around the key.

“I want it now.”

I take the key from her hand and Kelly smiles in relief. I kiss her softly.

“What do we do now?”

I ask against her lips and Kelly kisses me tenderly.

“We could…I…cannot think of anything besides sex.”

I chuckle and move my hands up to caress her neck. I nip at her bottom lip.

“That’s good…my headache is gone.”

I inform her. Kelly smiles and wraps her arms around my waist and me, knowing what is going to happen, wrap my legs around her middle. Kelly kisses me softly as she slides me off the counter and starts walking to the stairs. I start to unbutton her blouse as she walks upstairs. Kelly moans against my lips and presses me into the nearest wall upstairs. She presses me hard against the wall and shucks her blouse from her body. I bite my lip and unsnap her bra and she takes that off too. Her hands quickly find my t-shirt and pull it over my head before throwing it over her shoulder. I attach our lips with a deep moan and her hands grab my ass as she continues to walk to her bedroom. Kelly falls onto the bed back first with me on top. Her hands make quick work of pulling down my underwear and jeans. I struggle getting them off but they eventually land on the floor. I start to unzip her skirt but she stops me and I frown.

“No fair.”

Kelly chuckles softly and kisses my neck as one hand snakes between us and finds my hard clit. I moan then bite my lip.

“I want you to ride me.”

Kelly whispers into my ear. I shiver and buck my hips and she easily slides two fingers inside of me. I throw my head back and moan.

“Fuck.”

Kelly kisses and nips my neck as she thrusts gently into me. I moan and try to make her rhythm faster.

“Do you want more?”

Kelly husks into my ear. I nod my head quickly.

“Yes, please Kelly.”

I pant softly. Kelly pulls out of me and pushes three fingers back in. I groan and rest my forehead against hers.

“Ride me, Emily.”

Kelly whispers to me and moves her free hand to my ass and grips it hard.

“Oh, yes.”

I hiss out as her hand on my ass thrusts me down harder onto her fingers. Kelly smirks.

“You like that, Em?”

I whimper as she continuously slams me down onto her fingers. I feebly nod my head and Kelly chuckles softly.

“I knew you would. You like how tight you feel when I’m inside you.”

I moan and start to aid in her thrusts. Kelly moans and presses her forehead harder into mine.

“Look at me.”

My eyes strain to keep open but they open nonetheless and they keep hold on her eyes. Kelly licks her lips and I bite my bottom lip. Kelly’s thrusts get harder and my body simply starts to shake in exertion. I pant hard.

“Make me cum, please. I want it so bad Kelly.”

I whimper and her eyes somehow get darker. My hands beside her head clench the sheets in my fists as I approach my orgasm.

“I NEED you, Kelly.”

I whisper to her. Kelly’s eyes widen in surprise before adjusting her hand and rubbing her thumb against my clit. I throw my head back and cry out in pleasure. Neither hand stops until I am on my second orgasm. My body shakes like a leaf as my orgasms wash through me. I let out a sigh and rest my head against her shoulder. My skin was covered in sweat and tainted the edges of my hair a dark brown. I breathe heavily against her for quite some time before I lift my head and kiss her lightly.

“Thank you.”

I mumble in between kisses.

“For what?”

Kelly asks curiously.

“Making me cum twice.”

We both laugh and Kelly softly slides her fingers out of me. She raises them to her lips and sucks them into her mouth with a moan. I groan and reach up to pull her fingers from her mouth.

“You’re really hot.”

I mumble against her lips. Kelly smiles before closing the gap and kissing me hard. I moan and pry her lips apart with my tongue to tease her own tongue. Kelly moves both of her hands to my ass and squeezes hard. I get lost in our kiss and tangle my fingers in her hair. Kelly groans against my lips eventually and she grabs one of my wrists and moves my hand down between her thighs. I smile and nip at her lip as I skillfully unbutton her pants and push them down her thighs as much as I can along with her panties. I run my fingers up and down her slick lips as she moans loudly. I’ve barely touched her. I push two fingers into her and her nails dig into my ass as she moans even louder. I groan and move my lips from hers to plant kisses on her shoulder and neck. I start a fast and hard rhythm. Making sure my thumb grazes her clit every so often. When I feel she is on the edge her hands suddenly wrap around my wrist.

“Touch my clit, please.”

Kelly groans out. I moan against her neck and do as she asked. My thumb presses hard against her clit and it sends her over the edge. She buries her head in my neck and moans loudly. Her hips jerk and twitch as I continue to fuck her. When she calms down I ease my fingers out of her and kiss her cheek lightly. Kelly releases my ass and rests her head on the bed.

“How do you feel about a nap?”

Kelly asks softly. I smile and move off of her and under the blankets as she does the same. I snuggle into my pillow and immediately fall asleep.

//

I awake slowly and find Kelly on her stomach with her face towards me and her sex-crazed hair falling over her shoulders. I smile and turn on my side to face her. The covers had moved down her body to expose her back. I get closer and run my fingers slowly over her skin. My touches were light so I didn’t wake her. An avalanche of emotions fall over me and my heart flutters in my chest.

“I love you.”

I whisper softly then smile. I quickly check to see if Kelly is awake and sigh when I see she is still soundly asleep. I look at the clock and see that my parents will already be home in a few minutes. Shit. I get out of bed quietly and run through the house to gather my clothes. I get dressed and leave a note on the pillow next to Kelly;

Dear Kelly,

Today was not one of our scheduled days so my parents have beaten me home. I had to leave quickly. I’ll see you tomorrow and I hope to see you wearing one of those really hot skirts.

Xoxox,
Emily

//

I don’t have time to react.

Red lips were pressing insistently against mine.

Teeth were scraping across the skin of my neck.

My head was spinning like I couldn’t think or focus.

My chest was heaving as I pant hard for breath.

Want to know why I was in such a state? One word. One name. One wonderful human being. Kelly Harper. Kelly had done as I asked and dressed in a nice short skirt that hugged every part of her thighs, ass, and hips. She had worn a blue blouse that had the three top buttons unbuttoned not so inconspicuously throughout the day. She would stare at me until I looked at her and then unbutton her shirt. Of course, I had paid attention to all of these factors. My panties were practically dripping by the end of the day. Once Kelly’s door had closed she had locked it and pounced. That is why we are where we are now. I was pressed hard against the metal cabinets I had fucked her against just the other day. Kelly was alternating between kissing my lips and kissing my neck. I reach up and fist my hands in her blonde hair, making sure to jerk her back for a split second before trying to take control and covering her lips with mine. Kelly growls in annoyance and slams my hands back against the cabinet. I whimper is submission and arch for more of her touch. Kelly moves down my neck as her hands pull my shirt over my head. I am pressed back into the cold metal and I shiver. Kelly jerks down my bra, not even bothering to unsnap it, and attacks my breasts and hardening my nipples to almost painful points. I moan and rest my head back against the cabinets.

“God, what’s g-gotten into you today?”

I ask breathlessly. Kelly groans against my skin and releases my wrists to cup my breasts as her lips crash against mine.

“I saw a few girls making googly eyes at you in the hallway. I got a little jealous.”

I smile as Kelly whispers this to me. I moan when her fingers pinch my nipples.

“I should get you jealous more often if I get this treatment.”

I chuckle and Kelly leans back to glare at me.

“You won’t like what I do if you flirt back Emily.”

I smirk and shrug my shoulders.

“You never know Ms. Harper. I’m quite full of surprises.”

I say seductively and Kelly growls.

“You’re too talkative today.”

Kelly pulls me into a deep kiss and I moan into her mouth as her tongue slides past my lips. She continues to pinch my nipples and soon I am whimpering and trying to grind on her leg. Kelly chuckles against my lips when I growl in frustration.

“Kelly…please.”

I whine and Kelly smirks as she starts to kneel and kiss down my stomach. Her hands jerk down my jeans and panties to my ankles in one tug. I feel her hot breath against my center and I shiver.

“Please…please.”

I pant out and Kelly leaves a kiss on my hip.

“I love it when you beg.”

Then her hot wet tongue is swiping through my folds and I moan. Kelly quickly finds my clit and relentlessly flicks my little bud. I try my best to muffle my moans by biting my knuckles but a few sounds escape my lips. My other hand comes down to tangle carelessly in her hair to desperately pull her closer. Kelly moans and brings two fingers up to tease my entrance before pushing them inside. I moan loudly and grip her hair harder.

“Yes, fuck- ah! Yes!”

I cry out in pleasure as her fingers reach my g-spot. How the hell did she always find that spot? Kelly moans deeply against my clit and it takes all I have not to moan out again. My legs shake as my orgasm starts building rapidly. My moans become broken whimpers and almost sobs. Her lips suck greedily at my clit and I’m pushed over the edge. My other hand flies down to keep her in place and I gasp.

“Oh fuck!”

I groan out as my orgasm rushes through my body. I fall back into the cabinets and ride out my orgasm. My legs eventually give out and I jerk her hand away before I fall. Kelly manages to use her free hand to grab my ass to slow the impact before I hit the ground. Kelly smiles and kisses me lightly.

“Now I get to check ‘make a girl fall down from an orgasm’ off my bucket list.”

I can’t help but laugh and Kelly readily joins in. When I settle down I tighten the hold I had on her hair and bring her closer for a soft kiss.

“Glad I could help.”

I whisper softly and Kelly smiles into our next kiss. Kelly leans in closer to kiss my deeper and her fingers start to move inside me again. I moan and break the kiss.

“Kelly we sh-should just go b-back to your house- Mmm.”

I moan at the end of my sentence and Kelly smirks.

“Just shut up Emily.”

I frown but Kelly kisses the frown from my face and makes her thrusts harder. I moan and try to get some air into my lungs but she continues to kiss me. I whimper and use my legs to hook around her waist and pull her closer. Kelly moans and moves her other hand in between us to rub my clit with her thumb. Unlike her fingers, her thumb was pressing hard and making rough circles on my clit. I moan loudly and cant my hips up to meet her thrusts.

“Faster.”

I mumble against her insistently hungry lips. Kelly groans deeply and fingers me faster. I let out a high pitched moan and arch my back. My legs fall down next to her thighs and my toes curl from the pleasure.

“Kelly I-“

I start but Kelly interrupts me.

“You are mine. No one else is allowed to touch you. Is that understood?”

Kelly growls and the possessive tone she has in her voice has me hurtling towards the edge. Kelly slams her fingers into me up to her knuckles over and over again.

“Is. That. Understood, Emily?”

Kelly punctuates each word with a hard thrust before resorting back to her fast pace. I squeak in pleasure and surprise.

“Oh! Yes! Yes! Understood!”

I gasp out and the animalistic growl Kelly makes against my lips sends me over the edge. My muscles clench deliciously around her fingers and my hands drop down to her shoulders to hold tight. My hips buck on her fingers as she kisses my neck and whispers sweet nothings in my ear. I moan softly throughout my climax until it becomes whimpers. Kelly gently pulls out of me as I rest against the cabinets and pant for air. Kelly tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and I lean into the touch. ‘I love you’ flashes through my head and I open my eyes. Kelly smiles and gives me a light kiss. I’ll save those words for another time. I smile back.

“I don’t think you’re a little jealous. I think you’re a lot jealous and I think it’s about more than girls in the hallway.”

I raise an eyebrow and Kelly blushes slightly and lowers her eyes.

“Jane was staring at you the whole time during class.”

Kelly mumbles. I sigh and cup her chin and lead her eyes to mine.

“You have nothing to worry about. I’ve talked to Jane, she knows I don’t like her. She will stop liking me eventually, Kelly.”

Kelly gives me a small nod of her head. I look her square in the eyes.

“I’m yours, Kelly. I am all yours.”

Kelly smiles and moves her hands down to my hips and then pulls me so I am straddling her lap. I smile as she kisses me hard.

“Yes, you are.”

Kelly mumbles against my lips and I take a nip at her juicy kiss-bruised bottom lip. Kelly moans and I coax her to kneel in front of me. I shimmy her skirt up to her waist before sitting her back down to climb on her lap and reach a hand into her panties. Kelly moans into my mouth as I rub her clit hard, waiting for just the right moment to speed up. I move one arm behind her neck and pull her into a harder kiss. Kelly moans and moves her hands down to fondle my ass. Kelly growls after a while of me touching her softly.

“Faster.”

Kelly demands and surprisingly smacks my bare ass. I gasp then moan softly at the fresh wave of arousal that courses through me.

“Yes, ma’am.”

I whisper smartly and speed up my fingers. Kelly moans and grips my ass harder. Our lips break apart and her lips and teeth find my tight nipples. I moan and move my free hand to the back of her head and press her harder into my breasts. Kelly moans and smacks my other ass cheek. I throw my head back and grind against her with a strangled moan. Kelly pants hard against my skin and her fingers dig into my skin.

“Right there Em- right there.”

Kelly pants out and I bend down to capture her lips in a hot kiss. Kelly moans and smacks my ass hard and twice in quick recession. I groan and make a fist in her hair when I know she is close. Her throat releases a loud moan and I nip at her neck.

“Cum Kelly. Cum for me.”

I whisper to her and she complies with a shaky moan.

“Oh fffuuuuccckkkk.”

Kelly draws out as her orgasm rocks her body. I slow my fingers and kiss her neck lightly. Within a few minutes, Kelly is settled. I kiss her softly.

“I want to spend the night tonight if that’s okay?”

Kelly smiles and runs her hands tenderly over my ass and back.

“Of course. I always love your company.”

I smile and pry myself from her embrace. I start to get dressed again as she straightens herself out. When I’m finished I walk over to her and wipe off the red lipstick that had smeared across her chin. Kelly smiles and tugs me, via belt loops, to press against her. I smile back.

“I’ll see you at your house then?”

Kelly smiles brighter.

“Yep, you got a key if you get there early.”

I giggle at how happy she was for giving me that key. Kelly dips down and steals a kiss before lightly smacking my ass.

“Get going.”

I roll my eyes with a smile as I walk to the door.

“You just want me to leave first so I can use my key.”

I tease. Kelly smirks as she gathers her things. I chuckle as I walk out of her classroom.

//

Kelly, of course, isn’t there so I use my key to get in. I raid her fridge as per usual since I’m still in my hungry teenager stage. I finish making my sandwich when she walks in. Kelly walks into the kitchen and smiles.

“Have I ever told you how adorable you are for making a sandwich every chance you get?”

I smile with a light blush and Kelly sets down her purse on the table before leaning in and giving me a quick kiss. I hum against her lips and she pulls away. I’m too distracted to notice her lean down and take a bite of the sandwich I was holding in my hands. I frown and send her a playful glare.

“Hey.”

Kelly smirks as she chews and I move away to take my own bite. Kelly licks her lips.

“I have to grade papers and I assume you have homework, yes?”

Kelly asks as she grabs a few folders from her purse. I nod my head and grunt in response with a mouth full of my delicious sandwich. Kelly chuckles and kisses my forehead as she passes me to go into the living room.

“I’m going to go change. Come in here when you finish your sandwich.”

I give Kelly another grunt and she smiles as she walks upstairs. I finish my sandwich and clean up my mess. I grab my bag and make my way into the living room and plop down on the couch. I get out all the things I need and start on my French homework. I hear a floorboards creak and I look up at the stairs. Kelly had changed into a simple white t-shirt with gray sweatpants, obviously no bra. I gulp and squeeze my thighs together. Kelly sits down on the opposite end of the couch and opens one of her folders. When I don’t stop staring at her she looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Do you need something, dear?”

I blink a few times before narrowing my eyes at her.

“You’re not wearing a bra.”

I state and Kelly shrugs as she looks back to her papers.

“No, I am not, I like to be comfortable in my own home. It’s a routine of mine.”

Kelly dismisses. A picture of Kelly doing this every day flashes through my mind and I smile softly. I go back to my work and we sit in silence, completing our separate tasks. It doesn’t take long for me to finish my homework and get bored. I turn to Kelly with my back resting on the armrest and watch her. Her tongue flicks across her lips repeatedly and her brow furrows in concentration. I raise myself up slightly and try to peek at the papers.

“What ya grading?”

I ask her and Kelly glances at me before continuing.

“Worksheets.”

Kelly answers vaguely. I huff and fall back against the armrest. I scan down her body like I had when she was on the stairs and a heat starts between my thighs. Maybe I can convince her to forget those papers for an hour or so…hopefully more. I stretch my legs until my sock-clad feet are touching her thigh and I trace imaginary lines on her sweatpants. Kelly pulls her attention from the papers to look at me with raised eyebrows.

“Emily, if you’re bored there is a perfectly functional tv in the kitchen.”

I smile and scoot closer and sit up with my hands supporting my body behind me. I move my foot to the inside of her leg and tease the seam of her crotch. Kelly visibly shivers and gulps.

“Mmm…I have something else in mind, Ms. Harper.”

I hit her with a long stare of my bedroom eyes. Kelly lets me tease her for a few seconds longer before pushing my foot away and glaring at me.

“I’m working Emily.”

I sigh dramatically before flopping back on the couch. A mischievous idea pops into my head and I hold back a smile.

“That’s too bad.”

I tease and see my words catch Kelly’s attention. I move my hands to drift over my breasts and stomach. Her breath catches.

“I’ll have to take care of myself then.”

I hum softly as I flick my nipples through my shirt and spread my legs. Kelly lets out a frustrated huff of breath and I close my eyes to really take in my touches and imagine Kelly over me. I open an eye after a few seconds of kneading my breasts and see Kelly continuing to work on the papers with a flushed face. I smirk and close my eye and let out a soft moan as I slide one hand underneath my shirt and bra to pinch my nipple and the other to my pants to skillfully unbutton my jeans. I can hear Kelly when she takes a big gulp. I lick my lips and slide my hand into my wet panties and touch my clit.

“Mmm…Kelly…”

I moan and that earns a groan from Kelly. I bite my lip to hold back a smirk. My hand quickens it’s pace and I arch my back.

“Oh, yes, fuck me.”

I breathe out. In a second a warm body is in between my legs and trapping both of my hands in between our bodies, forcing me to stop my menstruations.

“You’re an asshole.”

Kelly grunts before her lips attack mine, wiping the smile that had spread across my lips. A moan makes its way past my lips when her tongue snakes it’s way into my mouth. Kelly pulls my hand from under my shirt and replaces it with her own warn soft hand. Her fingers roughly play with my nipple and I whimper in response. Since my hand was stilled between my legs from her weight I simply grind up against my fingers. Kelly grabs my wrist and lifts herself up enough to jerk my hand from my jeans.

“Only I am allowed to touch you.”

Kelly husks before sliding her hand down my panties. I moan and move my hands up to caress her back and ass. Kelly starts a steady rhythm of rubbing my clit but I could tell she was going easy on purpose. I whimper and claw at her sweatpant-clad ass.

“Fuck me, god damn it.”

I grunt into her ear. Kelly pants softly as she pulls back. Her eyes were lit with playfulness and a small smirk spreads on her lips.

“What are you going to do if I don’t, Emily?”

Ah. Challenge. I buck my hips in time with her fingers and feel the growing warm feeling in my stomach.

“I won’t fuck you for a week.”

I deal out but it only earns me a laugh from the woman above me. Her fingers pinch softly at my nipple and make me moan.

“You can’t last two days.”

Kelly retorts and I moan softly.

“Says the woman who jumped me today.”

I see her try to think of a comeback so I go in for the kill. I manage to jerk her down so she is pressed fully against me but her hands could still move. I bring my lips to the arch of her ear.

“Imagine all the girls I could flirt with.”

I tease and it sets her off with a low, and possessive growl. Without another word her fingers speed up, faster than I think she’s ever gone. My back arches and my thighs twitch.

“Fuck! Yes! Don’t stop baby!”

I cry out and Kelly bites and sucks on my neck. How the hell was she able to make me turn into a whimpering/moaning mess in less than 10 seconds? I moan loudly and dig my nails into her shoulders as I hold on tight.

“Say it.”

Kelly whispers in my ear. I furrow my brow in confusion.

“Say you’re mine Em. I need you to say it for me.”

Kelly asks softly. We weren’t playing anymore. She wants reassurance. She wanted me to be all hers. I pull her face from my neck by her hair and crash my lips against hers. I moan against her mouth as I feel myself reaching my climax.

“I-I’m yours. I’m al-all yours.”

I stumbled out because her fingers were still working magic on my clit. Kelly moans and kisses me hard as I fall over the edge. I whimper and grip her shoulder tightly and wrap my legs around her waist. Kelly slides her hand from my shirt and buries her head in my neck as she rubs my sides soothingly. She eventually removes her fingers from my clit and rests her body fully against mine. I pant softly and Kelly kisses my neck. I coax her head to look up at me and kiss her lightly.

“Kelly, are you jealous or are you scared that I’m going to leave you?”

I ask hesitantly. Kelly sighs and looks at me sadly.

“Both. You’re just so young and hot and a lot of girls your age look at you and want you. I’m scared you’re going to realize I’m too old for you and stop this.”

Kelly bites her lip. I smile and kisses her gently.

“You are too old for me Kelly but I don’t care because I like you. Okay? I like you.”

I smile and Kelly smiles back and kisses me lightly.

“Thank you.”

I smile devilishly and wiggle my eyebrows.

“Thank you.”

Kelly chuckles and leans back on her heels. I sit up and zip up and button my pants.

“I’ll go get some dinner started and let you keep working. That okay?”

I ask as I stand up and straighten out my shirt and bra. Kelly sits back on the couch and grabs the folder she had thrown to the floor before pouncing on me.

“Yeah. Ask me if you need help finding something.”

Kelly smiles sweetly at me and I smile back before walking into the kitchen and looking through the mass amounts of food she has, but rarely uses.

//

I have just finished the spaghetti and sauce with garlic bread when Kelly walks into the kitchen. She smiles.

“Wow. This smells great.”

I smile as Kelly wraps her arms around my waist as I stir the sauce.

“Thank you.”

I preen under her compliment and Kelly kisses the side of neck. I hum and close my eyes briefly. Kelly moves her hands over mine and we stir the sauce together in silence with her kissing my neck every so often. The timer for the garlic bread in the oven goes off and I turn my head to give her a quick kiss.

“Can you get the bread out?”

I whisper to Kelly and she smiles.

“Yes, Chef.”

Kelly winks and releases me to take out the bread as I giggle. We set everything on plates and soak the pots and pans I used. We sit down after Kelly grabs us a bottle of wine and wine glasses.

“You know I’m underage to drink.”

I tease as I take a sip. Kelly smirks and raises an eyebrow.

“Obviously, that’s not stopping you.”

I smile and shrug.

“What can I say, I’m a rebel.”

We both laugh at that and Kelly suddenly leans over and steals a kiss.

“Thank you for dinner.”

I blush and spin my fork to gather some spaghetti.

“You haven’t even tasted it yet.”

Kelly chuckles and takes a bite of the spaghetti. She moans deeply and I look up with a smile. Kelly looks at me with wide eyes.

“This is fucking amazing Emily- fucking amazing.”

Kelly was hot in generally. A cursing Kelly was even hotter. I smile and lick my lips. Kelly narrows her eyes and studies me skeptically.

“Does that get you hot? When I cuss like that?”

Shit. I blush and scoff.

“What? N-No.”

A slow mischievous smirk spreads on Kelly’s lips.

“I fucking love it when I fuck you on the couch and you moan like a bitch in heat.”

I bite my lip to hold back a moan and clench my thighs as tight as I can as arousal coats my panties. Kelly’s smile gets wider and she moves her sock clad foot to rub against my calf.

“And I fucking love it when you scream my name as I fuck you like my little bitch.”

Her foot raises to my thighs and I have to whimper and push my chair away from the table to keep from jumping her bones. Kelly chuckles and I frown and glare at her.

“That’s not funny Kelly. Now I’m all hot and bothered…you know dirty talk turns me on.”

I whisper the last part and Kelly looks at me with a small smile.

“I know you like my dirty filthy mouth, especially on your hot little cu-“

I stand up quickly and cut Kelly off.

“Kelly!”

Kelly looks up at me with guilty eyes.

“Sorry…”

Kelly mumbles. I sigh and sit back down.

“You’re annoyingly sexy sometimes, that’s all.”

Kelly holds back a smile and we continue to eat with small chit chat.

//

After dinner, I fill the sink with soapy water and I wash the dishes as Kelly dries them. When they are done I drain the sink and Kelly moves in behind me.

“What are you doing tomorrow?”

Kelly asks me as she wraps her hands around my waist.

“Umm, shopping with my mom.”

Kelly moves my hair to the side and kisses my neck.

“Mmm. Sounds fun.”

Kelly mumbles with her lips still pressed to my skin. I hum in agreement and close my eyes. Kelly kisses and nips softly at my neck until I am finished draining the sink. She runs her hands up and down my sides.

“How do you feel about just sleeping tonight?”

Kelly asks hesitantly. I turn around in her arms after grabbing a dry dish towel and raise an eyebrow.

“You know you’re the one who told me we didn’t have to have sex.”

I end with a smile. Kelly blushes slightly and shrugs.

“I know…I’m just asking I guess…I didn’t want to upset you.”

I sigh and pull her into a hug. I nudge my nose into her neck as her arms wrap around my shoulders.

“Kelly, as amazing as the sex is- and it is AMAZING- but believe it or not, half the time I wonder what your favorite color is or where you went to college.”

I pull back with a shy smile and Kelly smiles back as she tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Blue and Harvard.”

Kelly supplies and I smile bigger.

“Red and I want to go to Stanford.”

Kelly’s smile falters before she smiles tightly. I look at her curiously.

“What?”

Kelly scoffs and tries to pull away.

“Nothing.”

I clamp my hands down on her shoulders and keep her pressed against me. I narrow my eyes at her.

“You make that tight smile when you’re lying to me. Tell me. NOW.”

I was rarely demanding so when I am Kelly usually listens. Kelly sags her shoulders.

“Stanford is two states away.”

Kelly grumbles and crosses her arms stubbornly. I sigh and shake my head.

“I applied and I haven’t gotten an answer back…plus after I met you I made an attempt to get into all of the local colleges. It was presumptuous and I guess kind of stupid but if Stanford doesn’t work out I have something close to home to fall back on.”

I shrug as I finish. Kelly bites her lip.

“I don’t want you to stay here just because of me Emily.”

I smile and roll my eyes.

“I wouldn’t be staying here just for you. My parents hate the idea of me going to Stanford but they said if I got in they would be extremely proud of me.”

Kelly chuckles and I move my hands to her hips and pull her closer.

“I’m not leaving anytime soon. So stop worrying about it, for now, okay?”

I raise my eyebrows and Kelly leans in to steal a kiss.

“Okay.”

Kelly mumbles before kissing me again. I smile and kisses her back. We eventually pull apart and decide to watch a movie together. The movie is longer than we anticipated so we don’t go to bed until late at night. I only take off my socks, jeans, and bra before sliding in her bed. Kelly gets in after me and pulls me closer to cuddle. I fall asleep instantly.

//

A loud bang wakes me up. I slowly blink my eyes open and find Kelly snuggled into her pillow. Another bang. Thunder. I look at the window and see lightning flash through the sky. Ever since I was a little kid I had been infatuated with thunderstorms. I stand up quietly and grab a blanket from the end of her bed and sit in the chair she had near the window. I wrap myself in the blanket and watch the lightening. I hear Kelly groan after a few minutes and I look to her. Kelly was swiping her hand across the bed where I was supposed to be. She blinks her eyes open and props herself up on her elbow.

“Em?”

Kelly finds me sitting by the window and I give her a small smile. She lays back down and pats the spot I had occupied a few minutes before.

“I’m cold. Come back.”

Kelly whines. I smile and giggle as I walk back to the bed and drop the blanket before I get under the covers. Kelly hums softly and buries her face in my neck.

“I love you.”

We both freeze and Kelly pulls back with eyes widened in panic. I cup her cheeks.

“Shhh, it’s okay.”

I kiss her softly.

“I love you too.”

I smile shyly and Kelly smiles back.

“You do?”

I see tears rim around her eyes and I pull her to me and kiss her forehead.

“So much.”

Kelly sighs against my skin and raises her head to press a firm kiss to my lips. I moan softly and pull back. A fresh wave of exhaustion hits me and I snuggle against her body.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning?”

I mumble and Kelly kisses the top of my head.

“Yeah.”

We fall asleep quickly.

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Hopefully I will post the sixth story soon, I’ve already started on it. I hope you all liked this story (;

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This is part of an occasional series of ‘Scenes’, all of which are a single scene in a particular type of location. They are ‘point of view’ stories, and you can imagine that you are either the narrator or the ‘you’ character. This is happening today, in a backstreet alley in your town.

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2011

Oh, heavens, I knew I shouldn’t have taken this short cut! Ironically, I did so in order to avoid exactly this kind of trouble. I am walking on my own along this back street, past some small factories and occasional houses, and it is quite deserted – or it was, until a few seconds ago. I had just come level with the entrance of a side-turning, an alley wide enough for a delivery truck to go down, when you stepped out of it to confront me. There are two other girls with you, looking equally menacing, and the three of you surround me in an instant. You hem me in, and as I step backwards uncertainly I am being unavoidably herded into the entrance of the alley.

I can see from your uniforms that you go to the other school – the one that hates the well-off kids at my school. I attend a rather exclusive private girls-only school on the other side of town from where I live, but my parents are not wealthy at all – I won a scholarship there on my academic ability. I have to travel back across town each day, and can’t avoid going near to the large state co-ed comprehensive. I used to go by bus, but I had such nastiness and bullying when it went by your school and the pupils from there got on – the girls were much meaner than the boys, and I was all alone and defenceless, as no one else from my school comes back this way. So recently I have been getting off the bus a couple of stops before your school, cutting across through these quiet backstreets, and walking the rest of the way home. It takes half an hour longer but I don’t mind, because until now it has worked fine and I’ve avoided all the hassles. But now I fear it was a mistake – this is an isolated spot, there is no one in sight and even if I screamed for help, I don’t think anyone in any of these buildings would hear me.

I gulp and swallow, feeling queasy in my stomach. This looks like it might be trouble – perhaps bad trouble. You and your two companions seem to be my age – I’m sixteen – or maybe a little more, but I am shorter and lighter, and all of you look quite tough, I’m sure any one of you alone could overpower me quite easily. Standing in the centre, quite tall and well-built, you look imposing and intimidating, and you have a tight smile on your face that alarms me – whatever it is that you are looking forward to with such relish, I don’t think it’s going to be good for me.

I panic, turn and bolt away in the only direction that I can go – I have no idea where this alley leads to, but it is my only option. Alarmingly, none of you try to grab me or to chase after me – and you just give a rich, satisfied laugh and, accompanied by the two members of your little girl-gang, you stroll into the alley behind me. I run as fast as I can, though keeping my leather school satchel with me – it has all my homework books, I can’t afford to lose that. Down the alley I fly, about forty yards to where it turns a right-angle to the left, and then along that – but after only a few steps, I stop with a groan, nearly bursting into tears in my frustration and fear. Now I know why there is no haste in your pursuit, for there is nowhere for me to go – it is a dead end!

You have chosen your place of ambush with care: after it turns the corner, the alley only continues for another twenty yards before ending at the rear wall of a factory which closed down about six months ago. The high solid wood gate is padlocked shut; on either side, the brick walls of the alley also rise sheer for at least twelve feet, and both walls and gate are topped by rolls of rusty barbed wire. Even if there was anywhere to get a handhold, I could never climb that – the only possible exit is back the way that I came, along which you and your companions are approaching, spread out so that I cannot dodge past you. Hidden around this corner, we are now completely out of sight from the street, and it is clear from the weeds around the base of the factory gate that no one comes down this way any more.

I back slowly away from the three of you, fear making my muscles weak, my eyes wide and frightened. Oh, what a fool I have been, to let you trap me in this way, running right to where you want me to be – a place where you can do anything to me and no one will see, no one will hear my yells for help or screams of pain, no one will interrupt or stop you. My throat is dry, and I try to swallow as my back bumps into the brick wall and I have nowhere further to retreat to.

‘Please, please … don’t …’ I manage to stutter in a hopeless attempt to avoid the inevitable.

You come forward to stand right in front of me, one of your girls on each side. I look very vulnerable, a picture of pretty and quite naive girlhood. I am just over sixteen, but because of my youthful face and lack of height (I am only five feet three inches), in many ways I look younger than that. However, in one crucial respect this isn’t true – I have a very well-developed bust, which like the other females in my family grew early, and my chest now fills out a 28D bra. I don’t actually like the size of my breasts: the looks I get from men make me very uncomfortable (sometimes more than just looks, too), and I try to keep them out of view and minimise their outline with the clothes that I wear. Usually I keep to loose jumpers and sweatshirts together with baggy trousers, which also cover up my other physical asset – as if to balance the jutting twin peaks on my chest, I have quite a flare to my hips and a tightly-rounded butt.

However, I can’t hide my figure so much in my school uniform, as the regulations at my school are quite specific and (unlike at yours) strictly enforced. So here I am, in sensible black shoes, white knee-high socks and a pleated grey school skirt which comes down to my knees. Above this I have to wear a plain white shirt which is quite tight-fitting and made from a thin fabric, so the shape of my bust and the outline of my bra are quite detectable. I am also wearing our school tie and distinctive red blazer, plus the old-fashioned round straw hat with its band of ribbon in the school colours which is a compulsory part of the uniform. I look quite demure, and the effect is like someone who has just stepped through a time-warp from the 1930s or 1950s. This is further enhanced by my rather girlish looks – everyone says I look sweet and cute – and my natural blonde hair, which I keep about a foot long and usually, as now, tidied away in a pony-tail.

You and your two friends are also in a kind of school uniform, but scruffier, more up-to-date and more individualised. You are wearing a quite short and tight black skirt – something that length at my school would get you sent home at once – with what looks like black tights underneath. You have a white shirt as well, but with the sleeves casually rolled up; if you had a tie it has been removed, and the top two or three buttons on your shirt are undone so that I catch glimpses of what looks like a very non-regulation black bra underneath (at my school, all underwear must be plain and white). You do have the navy blue jacket of your school, but it is unbuttoned, crumpled and has various badges pinned to the lapel.

Your two companions have variants on this uniform. The tough-looking girl on the right with brunette hair which has been streaked with blonde highlights is also wearing a black skirt, but fuller and longer than your derisorily short one. She has a pair of Nike trainers and black socks, and is wearing a kind of sweatshirt top with your school’s name and logo across her chest – she is lean and well-muscled, and looks like a sporty type who plays hard and mean in some physical team game, perhaps soccer or hockey. The two of you are white, but the third girl on your left is black, and holds my eyes with a hard aggressive glare in her deep brown eyes. She is wearing black trousers with a slight flare, and I think it looks like some sort of ankle boots underneath them. The rest of her outfit is a white short-sleeve shirt, most of which is covered by a sleeveless wool slipover in light grey – she actually has a school tie, but the knot is loosened and her top shirt-button is undone. She also has a kind of light rainproof casual jacket, surely not a part of the regulation dress code.

You put your hands on your hips and regard me sardonically, your lips curling.

‘Well, well, if it isn’t the little lady from St. Juliet’s, you think you’re better than us, dontcha?’ you sneer, savouring my trembling anxiety.

‘No – no!’ I feebly deny it, attempt to explain: ‘I don’t think that at all, really, I’m not a rich kid – I’m just on a scholarship … you can see that I come from around here, like you do!’ It did not seem to strike much of a chord of fellowship with you, however, and your response frightened me in a new way:

‘Oh, yeah, for sure! We know all about you Joooley-ettes, lezzie sluts, the fucking lot of you! With your tits, I bet you go down on the prefects and the teachers every day!’

I am shocked and disoriented. No, of course not, I’m not like that at all! Where can you have got such a bizarre and unpleasant idea? Nothing like that happens – at least, I amend mentally, not to me. It’s true that I’ve noticed Miss Edgerton looking at my chest quite a lot, but I sit in the first row in her history class and she can hardly avoid it, can she, it doesn’t mean anything (though I am uneasily aware that I first noticed this on a hot day a few weeks ago, when she gave us permission to take off our ties and undo the top three shirt buttons, and she did stand by my desk, looking over my shoulder at my work, for longer than she did for any of the other girls; it made me feel quite strange and uncomfortable down below, kind of itchy-like). Miss Edgerton is one of the youngest and prettiest of our teachers, she looks so smart in her tight pencil skirts and especially when she wears black boots as well; I do admire her a lot, I suppose even have a bit of a crush on her – but not in that way, not like that!

The truth is that I am completely inexperienced sexually – in fact, I am still a virgin, and in no hurry to lose it either. I am an only child and go to an all-girls school, so I meet hardly any boys – and I am quite happy with that, and glad not to be pestered. I am studious and very determined to do well; I am aiming to get a place at Cambridge university to study sciences, which are my favourite subjects. In fact, I’m really quite a geek and rather shy, so I don’t have many friends amongst the girls at school either, most of whom are snotty rich kids just like you think (though, from their conversations that I overhear, they’re very much into boys and not girls!).

What is going to happen here? Are you going to do something mean like tear up my homework books or throw my satchel over the wall, so that it will take me hours to find someone to unlock the gate and get it back? Or will it be worse, are the three of you going to hurt me and beat me? My heart is thudding in my chest, my knees feel weak and wobbly, and I feel a cold sweat on my back under my shirt even though this is a lovely mild spring day. I must look like a frightened rabbit – certainly, I have no more will to resist, I must just accept my fate and hope that my meekness will make it less bad, get it over sooner. I feel like I might burst into tears, but I try to be brave and somehow hold them back.

The black girl easily prizes the leather satchel from my nerveless fingers, but she puts it down a few feet away quite gently and I feel a ludicrous pang of gratitude when none of you seem to take any further interest in it – recovering from bruises would be a small matter compared to losing all my course notes. Now your two accomplices take my upper arms and hold me against the wall, standing at either side of me and smiling with eager anticipation. But there is no doubt that you are the leader of this gang, that they are here to help you do whatever you want, that you have set this up and will dictate what happens.

I give a little shudder as you reach forward and undo the three brass buttons of my red blazer, pulling it open to either side. I taste the acid of fear in my throat – I am helpless, defenceless with my arms pinioned like this, so vulnerable. You do not hit me in the stomach as I dread, but instead do something unexpected – but in its way, almost worse and more alarming. You reach forward to grasp my prominent breasts, cupping them in your hands and squeezing them quite firmly. I see a strange look on your face, a fevered gleam in your eye, and I give a soft scared whimper.

‘Well, girls’, you say in a surprisingly husky tone of voice, ‘look at these boobs, we’ve got a ripe pair here!’ And then you return to that weird previous preoccupation: ‘I’ll bet the lezzie sluts at your school love to suck on your tits, don’t they? Or do you keep them only for the dyke teachers to get their hands on?’

I shake my head in mute horror – such disturbing images your words conjure up, I have never thought of such things, never mind actually doing them! Yet I can’t seem to shake these ideas out of my head; your hands groping my large breasts give me strange feelings in my legs and belly, and these combine with a shocking but vivid image of Miss Edgerton removing my bra and kissing my nipples. I give a weak groan, and almost without realising it I shift my posture so that my legs are further apart.

You notice this, you see my reaction of denial mixed with confusion, but you hide the exultation that you feel. You push my blazer back off my shoulders, and your friends quickly strip it down my arms and then grasp me again, giving me no opportunity for escape. The black girl tosses the blazer on top of my satchel, and I am glad that your gang seems to have no designs on it either – my purse with my bus pass and house keys are still in its pocket. Next you remove my school tie, which is thrown over to where the blazer is, and then you slowly unbutton my thin white shirt, starting at the neck and moving downwards. When the last button is undone, you pull my shirt apart to either side, and gaze at my breasts in their plain white cotton bra.

You nod once to your assistants, and my shirt is pulled away as briskly as the blazer was before it, which it joins on the ever-growing pile of my discarded garments. I feel very exposed, and conscious of the mild spring air on my upper body, as I am now naked from the waist up apart from my bra. I see your tongue flit along your lips to moisten them, and I cannot meet the intensity of your gaze – I do not understand what it portents, what is happening here; still worse, I do not understand how I feel about it, what strange unknown emotions are now churning around that central core of fear. Indeed, I’m no longer quite sure what it is that I have to be afraid of: none of you have yet damaged my things or hurt me (the grip on my arms is firm, but not painfully so), and somehow I am feeling more confident that you are not as vicious as I had instinctively assumed.

You reach for my breasts again – they seem to have a magnetic attraction – and you grope them in the soft cotton bra cups, finding my nipples and pulling them. They surprise me by responding into stiffening hardness, but I put that down to a natural physical effect of the fear-induced adrenelin pumping through my body. I still do not expect your next move, as you reach behind my back to unclip my bra, tugging the straps off my shoulders so that it falls down my arms and my thrusting breasts spill out of it into full view. I am paralysed as the other two girls take it all the way off, and the three of you stare at my well-endowed chest – my breasts are not only big for a sixteen year-old, they are also like two cones, jutting and pointy. I blush and close my eyes in shame at being exposed in this way, and then open them again with a squeal as I feel your hands touch my mounds again, the warm pressure of your fingertips tracing around my tits and then tweaking and pulling at them.

Why, why are you doing this, doing such strange things to a stranger? You rub your thumbs across my hardened nipples – they are almost painfully stiff, I have never felt them like that before, and it sends shudders all the way down my backbone until they vibrate between my legs, loosening me there in a most peculiar way.

Oh no! What’s this, what’s going on now? You release my throbbing nipples and take one step back, and with your eyes never leaving my face you remove and drop behind you first your jacket and then your shirt, revealing a pair of medium-sized but quite shapely breasts in a rather naughty black push-up bra, a skimpy half-cup affair.

Your two companions watch with perverse eagerness as you step forward again, bend your head with your shock of tousled jet-black hair, and your lips fasten onto one of my tits whilst your hand mauls at the other. My eyes go wide at this shocking assault, as I realise that it has become unmistakeably sexual – oh, my God, your fixation with lesbian goings-on at my private all-girls school is because you are one, you are a lesbo, and your friends must be as well, if they are going along with this! What are you going to do to me, what do you want my body for? I should tell you to stop, demand that you stop, I want you to stop … don’t I? I think I do, or perhaps I just think I ought to, I have such strange feelings, I really don’t know what to do … so I take the easiest course, and just as I determined at the outset when I was expecting something very different, I will offer no resistance and let you do with me what you wish.

Your licking, sucking and fondling of my breasts is having an unavoidable physical effect. My legs shift wider apart, my pelvis thrust forwards a bit and my back arches, thrusting my tits even more availably outwards. I bite my lips to try and stifle my involuntary groans in response to your agile stimulation, but I can’t really disguise the astonishing – horrifying – fact that it is having an arousing effect on me. No one has ever sexually touched my breasts before, no one has ever treated them in such a way before – it is all shockingly new to me, I feel that I am on some roller-coaster ride, with surging peaks of excitement and then stomach-clenching plunges of anxiety.

I give a sudden shriek – without any warning, you have slipped your other hand under my skirt and reached upwards to take a grip on the crotch of my panties. Oh, dear Lord, you are rubbing me THERE! – in that place, my most private one! Oh, this is so wrong, a girl should not want to do such things to another girl, surely it is all wrong? I feel rather disconnected, hot and sweaty between my legs – it is fright, I am sure, that has made me so moist and sticky down there, dampening the gusset of my panties until they are almost sodden.

Whilst your lips wrap around my tit, and – a startling new attack – you nibble it with your teeth, the hand you have up my skirt is probing and stroking my slit through the thin cotton of my plain white panties. I start to sob, gulping for air as my body convulses in a strange way … I’m not a complete idiot, I have masturbated a few times, but they felt nothing like this, like these hot flushes, this trembling in my thighs, this hollowness in the pit of my stomach, this almost burning feeling in my nipples, these electric charges tingling through my nerve ends from my cunt and breasts to my brain.

OH, GOD! AAAGGH – OH, OH! HOLY SHIT!! I can’t believe it, I think you have just made me come, I think I’ve had an actual orgasm – which I never really have before, from when I have fingered myself a bit; well, anyway, nothing like that! My whole body jerks for a moment, and you take your mouth from my breast (but not your hand from my panties) to enjoy the sight. My eyes are bulging, my mouth open and emitting peculiar yelping gasps, and my legs are spread wide apart, making my grey school uniform skirt ride half-way up my thighs.

I am trembling in the aftershock, staring transfixed at your smugly delighted face, as your two friends laugh and whistle in appreciation. I feel rather faint, and am glad that they are supporting my arms as I think I might otherwise collapse, not just from shock at being taken in this way, manipulated in this way, but also from an incredible floating sense of release, as if a dam I didn’t even know existed had been breached. The black girl sniggers and reaches for my nearest breast, giving that mound of quivering flesh an appreciative stroke and squeeze.

‘Hey, Lynette’, she says, ‘I think you’ve made the little bitch cum, I’ll bet you gave her a better titty-suck than her snotty friends do!’

I start to protest – I don’t have any friends who do that kind of thing (well, I don’t really have any close friends anyway), no one has ever done such things before, they must stop this, it is dirty and wrong – but it comes out rather half-heartedly, and I don’t sound convincing even to my own ears.

I look at you afresh. I know your name now, and somehow it makes all this more real, and because of that more meaningful. It is is not just an awful nightmare event which afterwards I can pretend never really happened, and along with it my disturbing reactions. You remove your hand from under my uniform skirt and raise it to your face, sniffing the fingers that were pushing so insistently into the crotch of my sodden panties. There is a considering expression on your face as you watch me like a hawk … are you done now? Is that it? Will you let me go now, perhaps, please? I have a sudden surge of hope for that … and yet, it is immediately followed by a backwash that feels almost like disappointment … but how could that be, I mean I’m not a … you know, one of them – one of you! … am I? I just don’t know, I don’t know anything any more.

You sense my turmoil, my conflict of desires to flee and to stay, and instinct tells you that this is a pivotal moment, that you have me poised on the cusp. You determine to take things further, to go through with your original plan – in truth, you hadn’t expected that I would come just from sucking my tits and fondling my panties. I see the determined look come into your face, and I have a cold shiver of fear at the very same moment as a knife-sharp thrill, as I realise that this extraordinary sexual ambush is not yet over.

Your eyes narrow and you have a flinty expression, as you conceal your lust and desire for my sweet face and peach of a body. Reahing behind your back, you unsnap your bra and reveal your own breasts, nice B cups with swollen erect nipples from your arousal. You curtly order me to kiss and lick them, and before I can protest you push your chest at my face – you are at least five or six inches taller than me – and you seize my pony tail and force my head downwards so that my mouth mashes against your breast. My lips part in order to make some protest or plea, but you shove your tit between them and I am suddenly experiencing the extraordinary, the unimaginable, sensation of having another girl’s breast in my mouth for the purpose of giving her sexual pleasure. I take the line of least resistance (but only because of that, not because I want to at all, no, really that’s not the case!), and comply with your desire. With hesitant nervousness, I lick your nipple with my tongue – it has a most unusual, intriguing texture and taste, and without intending to I get caught up in this, I start to suck more eagerly, and begin to feel warm and excited by it.

‘Hey, this slut’s a hottie’, laughs the brunette girl holding my left arm, and she shoves a hand under my skirt from behind, making me gasp – but only briefly pausing in my attentions to your breasts – as her hand comes through between my legs from behind to cup and grip my pussy mound, grinding her palm against me. This sends me into overdrive – there is no thought now of complaining at her invasion of my private parts, or of resisting the resulting stimulus. I suck pasionately on your breasts as you firmly grip my pony tail, and I feel a thrill of acomplishemt as your nipples enlarge even more and you start to give little pants of breath … daringly, it croses my mind that if my arms were not being held, maybe I would reach under your so short, mmm so sexy, slutty skirt, and touch you like you did to me … but perhaps that is only a wild thought, brought on by these weird events, for surely I would not really want to have sex with another girl?

You are enjoying my oral attentions to your firm young breasts, and I am doing much better – and being much more enthusiastic – than you expected from such an obvious novice. Still, there is something you want more – and something you have promised your two friends, who are also your lesbian lovers. You instruct them to put me down onto my knees – it is quite grassy just here, so that is not too uncomfortable – and I gaze up silently as you stand close in front of me. Slowly, you reach under your skirt and smoothly pull a pair of very skimpy thong panties down to your ankles, and the black girl holds them to help you step out of them. You plant your feet apart and then hoist up the front of your skirt – to reveal that your tights are actually suspender tights, so that now your cunt and ass are naked and accessible, and I stare at you in transfixed fascination.

Your pussy has a small and neatly trimmed fringe of hair, and in the midst of this is your pudenda – swollen with arousal, the outer labia distended and puffy, revealing the warm pink slash between them. I am riveted to the spot, hypnotised by the sight of your sex – so curved, so colourful, and so moist. My mouth is dry and I lick my lips, whilst you watch my reactions like a hawk. You nod to your companions, and they release my arms and take a pace backwards, leaving me to you. You run your fingers through my hair, actually quite gently and almost affectionately, and then you say:

‘Lick my pussy, girl! Eat me out, get your tongue in my twat!’

I am shocked, and confused by my conflicting feelings – I say nothing, making no protest but also making no move, and from a distance of about a foot I gaze at your cunt like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I hear your voice again, and although with the pounding of blood in my ears it seems to me to be remote and far away, your words drop into my subconscious mind like depth-charges – detonating after a delay when they reach the critical depth.

‘Love me there …’ you say, and add: ‘ I know you want to, you want to, babe, don’t you?’

Then, with a firm breath, you hazard it all, betting on your conviction – and your hope.

‘I won’t force you’, you whisper softly, ‘only do it if you want to … and I know you do, I can tell you do. But if you really don’t, you can go, you can leave right now and take all your gear, we won’t stop you … if that is what you truly, truly want.’

My eyes widen, and I feel a sense of shock and also of fear – but no longer a fear of assault or pain, instead it is a heart-panging fear of loss, of failing to rise to the opportunity, the fear of being a coward. I give a slight whimper, I lean a little forwards, and with shaking hands I take hold of your legs just above the knees to brace myself – and then I just do the unthinkable, as if my conscious control has been put on stand-by, I bring my lips to another girl’s cunt and I kiss her on her mound, and then lick along the groove of her furrow. Sweet holy lady Mary, I’m a pussy-eater – I’m a lesbian!

What do they put in teenage pussy-juice? It’s intriguing, and addictive – suddenly, I can’t get enough of the taste and texture of your cunt, and my hands are gripping your thighs with fierce determination, holding you apart as I press my tongue into your vaginal opening, thrusting it as far as it will go, squirming it sideways and then up and down. I feel you give a shudder and a strange cry, tottering slightly on your feet, and from sheer instinct I shift my grip from your legs to seize your ass, one buttock in each hand, and I squeeze you there as I nuzzle my mouth and nose into your crotch. Your breath is coming in pants and gasps, and then a tremor shakes you – you clutch the back of my head, grinding my face harder into your cunt, and you hips give a short spasmodic burst – then more juices seep from your vagina, and I realise with a thrill of accomplishment that you have climaxed, that I have made a girl come.

I release your ass, and you stumble back a couple of steps – you are so aroused, you ram two of your own fingers into your pussy and target your own clitoris with your thumb. With a series of savage thrusts, you bring yourself off for a second orgasm, moaning and grunting. However, I am only seeing this from the corner of my eye, for I pivot on my knees and – before she can react or resist, I pull the brunette in front of me and shove my hand with lightning speed up her skirt. She gives a shocked cry as my fingers twist inside the leg of her panties to grope her pussy. My other hand fumbles at the button and zip at the side of her pleated skirt, and my efforts are rewarded a second later when it tumbles from her hips to crumple around her shoes.

Now I use my grip on the gusset of her panties to drag her right up to my face – I almost overbalance her in my eagerness, and with a yelp she grasps my shoulders for balance. In the next second, I yank her panties down to her knees, and my mouth starts to devour her pussy – I am now a girl with a mission, indeed a crusade: to liberate the holy land of cunt, and make its rivers flow like wine. I have not stopped to think about this in any conscious or logical way – for once, I am acting on instinct and not intellect, on emotion and not reason. I just know that it’s right, it’s right for me, it’s what I need, it’s the missing piece that will fill the void of loneliness in my life.

The brunette might look tough, but she wasn’t prepared for this and she succumbs easily to my attentions. All too soon, whilst I am still trying to get my tongue to lick all the way inside her slit from top to bottom, she is making ‘ooh!’ and ‘aaahh!’ noises, and her grip on my shoulders suddenly hardens. My hands are holding her ass, and I prise her butt apart in my effort get deeper into her – but this is the final booster that launches her rocket, and she utters a string of swearwords as her pelvis shakes in the throes of orgasm.

I release her, and rock back on my heels – my face sticky with the mixture of her fluids and of yours, making the most wonderful cocktail (‘pussytail’, it ought to be called!) in the world. You have watched my sudden burst of energy with wide eyes, whilst drinking in every move that I have made on your friend. Now the black girl, the other spectator, gently pushes the brunette aside and plants herself in front of me. She gives me a fierce look, and says:

‘C’mon, do me too then, fuckin’ suck me off, you bitch’, but then she rather undermines her intimidating presence by adding: ‘please? Don’t leave me out, OK?’

I smile tentatively up at her and nod my agreement, and I am rewarded by a huge grin that transforms her face, her eyes gleaming and her full lips curving upwards. I reach for the front of her trousers, undo the button at her waist and then slowly pull down the zip. Her garment peels away to eah side, revealing a really feminine – though skimpy – pair of Brazilian-style panties in an elaborate pattern of red lace. I admire them as I tug the trousers down her legs and help her to step out of them; I hand them to you, and wordlessly you hold them.

The contrast of the bright red panties on the black girl’s rich ebony skin is amazingly erotic – I understand at once how inter-racial love could be so tempting. I like the panties so much that I hold the black girl’s hands when she is about to pull them down, and give a shake of the head. Instead, I pull their narrow gusset away to the left, revealing the dark joys beneath. This girl shaves her cunt, and the sight of her dark skin contrasting with the hot pink of her opening gives me a huge thrill. I start to lick her pussy, and her taste is somehow exotic and addictive, mingling with the tastes that I have already acquired from you and the brunette.

Maybe I am tiring, or perhaps because the black girl is taken less by surprise she has remained more in control. However, although it takes longer, the effects as they build are even more striking. After a moment of my hungry devouring, the black girl loosens her tie and pulls off her grey wool slipover, throwing both to her brunette friend, swiftly following this by unbuttoning her shirt and shrugging that away as well. I don’t for a second remove my tongue from her pussy, but my eyes swivel upwards and are rewarded by the erotic sight of the underneath of her bra cups – scarlet to match her thong – as she jerks them down and flip-flops her breasts out of them. She is quite well-endowed for our age, and they have a nice mound as well as large nipples that are now prominently on display. With a grunt, she arches her hips further apart and then seizes her tits with her own hands, pulling and squeezing them. This soon gets her off, and I complete my hat-trick of cunnilingus with her bucking and grinding against my face, her head thrown back and her mouth open as she gives short broken pants for breath, her ass slick and sweat-coated in my hands.

When I have satiated her, I pause, suddenly uncertain as to why I am acting like this, and what to do next. You are looking dazed, like you have won the jackpot but don’t know what to do with the prize. Then you give a little shake of your head, as if to clear your thoughts, and you kneel down in front of me on the grass. You put your arms affectionately around me and kiss me softly on the lips, and then you look into my eyes and ask me if I want it.

I know perfectly well what ‘it’ is – gay sex, lesbian girl-fucking, which would have appalled me before, and I still can’t believe it when I nod yes, almost without a second thought. You take my hands and bring me to my feet, and then position me so that I am leaning against the wall. No one is holding me there now, no coercion is involved any more – I have realised that I must be bisexual, or much more probably 100% lesbian, as I don’t feel any interest in boys, certainly not like I am hungering now for this.

In the warm afternoon sunshine, it feels so natural to look down and watch your mouth and hands range over my body – once again, my big breasts draw you like a magnet, and you stroke and lick them. This has a powerful effect, sending my libido through the roof. I arch my hips and thrust my pelvis forwards, taking my school skirt in both hands and hoisting it up to my waist – although I use no words, my actions are unambiguous and the equivalent of shouting ‘take me, have me, I’m yours, fuck me!’

You kneel in front of me and peel my sodden panties away from my pussy and down to the ground. For a delicious moment, you lick me into an even more heightened state of arousal. Then, with a wicked glint of anticipation in your eye, you announce that you have a surprise for me, a kind of present. You reach into your bag, and astonish me by producing a vibrator – it’s not your own, of course, it belongs to your Mom and you have ‘borrowed’ it for the day, but she’ll never know.

When you switch it on, I hear the machine’s faint whirring buzz for the very first time. You can’t resist swiftly stroking it up and down your own pussy, getting some lubrication of cunt-juice on it. Then you run the tip along my slit, and the sensations this causes are amazing – good God in heaven, I think I might just dissolve! Encouraged by my rapturous reaction, you push it into me, but then encounter unexpected resistance. You remove the vibrator in some perplexity, and slip a finger into my pussy instead, feeling your way quite delicately – until it bumps against my hymen.

‘Shit!!’ you exclaim, withdrawing your finger as it had been burnt, and you look at your companions with an expresion of shock – it is the first moment that I have seen any slip in your composure and commanding confidence. ‘Fuckit – she’s a virgin!’ you add, and your surprise and uncertainty is mirrored on their faces as well – none of you had ever thought of that possibility, not least because you all have these fantasy imaginings about what goes on at my all-girls school – it seems you reckon there’s a rampant lesbian orgy every lunchtime.

I am seized by the sudden fear that you are going to be thrown by this, and maybe not only stop pleasuring me but also run away – for all three of you seem really taken aback to be dealing with such innocence, and re-evaluating how you have acted towards me. My stab of panic at the idea that I might lose you is what finally convinces me, and is the spur to action – my usually retiring self takes a back seat to my newfound sexual identity and desire.

I grab your shoulders and force you to look up at me, and, with all the heat and conviction that I can muster, I tell you to go on, to do me, that I want it, I want it now. You are still unsure, and ask hesitantly again whether I really do want to lose my virginity, here and like this. I take your chin in one hand and raise you to your feet, and then I push my other hand under your skirt and slip two fingers into your wet open hole. I am looking directly into your eyes, and I say:

‘Yes! I want this more than anything – and I want YOU to take it, I want YOU to be the one – do me here, for fuck’s sake – fuckin’ do me RIGHT NOW!’

I think my urgency, and the incongruity of the swear words pouring out of my innocent girlish lips, gets through and finally convinces you. You look dazed, like you have just won the lottery (well, honey, in a way you have – you gambled, and now you’ve won big, you’ve really scooped the pool!).

With a tenderness that is unexpected, you lean forwards and gently place a series of soft sweet kisses down my cleft, your eyes shining with the thrill of being my first lover. You are also a practical girl, with some experience – you warn me it will be bound to hurt a little and there will be a show of blood; to avoid getting any of it on my school uniform, we remove my skirt entirely and you roll my socks down to my ankles.

I brace my legs wide apart, and the other two girls take hold on either side, with arms around my shoulders and waist – but now this is not to capture or confine, it is to help and support me, to give comfort and aid. The brunette smiles at me, almost shyly, and the black girl gives me an encouraging grin and a wink of her eye – ‘you’ll be fine’, she whispers in my ear, ‘it don’t hurt too much, not really’.

You resume where you left off, by slowly kissing my breasts again – you do like them, don’t you! I guess having biggish boobs is not such a nuisance after all, if it has attracted and entranced you so much. And, I must admit, the sensations that result from your oral attentions are pretty amazing too – you send shivers running up my spine and down through my stomach and pussy and legs.

After a little while, your hand cups my Venus mound, and then once again you begin to caress me there. This time it is much easier to tease me open – I am much more relaxed, and much more loose and wet. Your finger probes in, and – aaieee! – another alongside it, stretching me apart so that the vibrator can drill into my hole. You switch it on, and I start to pant and moan from the effects of its whirring entry.

Ooh!! It has reached my hymen, and presses against it – what a curious feeling that gives, made up of one part anxiety and two parts desire. You are really concentrating here – you have a fixed, determined look on your face, and you have sucked your lower lip between your teeth and are nibbling on it – oh, you do look so cute! You press a little more, but my membrane holds firm, and actually that’s not so pleasant now. I look down, and urge you on:

‘Please, quickly – now, don’t wait, do it – DO IT!’

You give a little nod, your wrist gives a jerk foward, and – eee-yaaahh!! Suddenly it parts, with a sharp spiky jab, feeling almost like a slight burn – partly because there is tenderness left in its wake. But now there are other, more profound sensations to occupy my thoughts, for the vibrator is inside me now for at least another two inches, and you are working it in and out, pushing on a little more with each thrust.

The penetration combines with the vibration to truly explosive effect. My mouth is dry, and I close my eyes – all my senses have relocated to my vagina, all of my being centres on that point. I am whimpering a bit now, but not in protest – I am riding the escalator to ecstasy, an inexorable ride that surges upwards, and all I have to do is hold on, it is taking me there, taking me to, taking me, taking …

As I call out to you, urging you to fuck me, the other two girls cup my breasts and stroke my nipples, which are diamond-hard and yet hyper-senstive. My hips are jerking, and my ass is bouncing off the wall behind me with every thrust that you make. This can’t last much longer … and then it comes, I come, I detonate, and then in the aftermath of climax I slump back against the wall, dizzy but delighted. It is a good thing the other two girls are bracing me, for my knees are so weak and my stomach is like jelly, and I think that otherwise I would probably faint.

Whilst I lean there, slowly recovering my breath, you wipe my pussy – no longer virgin! – tenderly with some tissues, and by good fortune the brunette has an unused tampon in her bag (it being near to her time-of-the-month) which you put inside my panties before pulling them back up, and which will soak up any blood or fluid that leaks out, and avoid awkward questions when I get home. We all put our clothes back on, for the spring afternoon is starting to cool as the sun goes down behind the old factory roof.

As we talk companionably, as if we have known each other for years (it feels like that), you explain that all three of you are solely and entirely lesbian, but that the other two girls – you introduce them to me now as Jacqui (the black girl) and Karen (the sporty brunette) – are more of a couple, as they were lovers before you discovered about four months ago that they are pussy-only girls too. You have become great friends and enjoyed a lot of hot threesomes since then, but still sometimes they want to be together and that leaves you on your own – so they have been encouraging you to get your own special girl, to find someone to make it a foursome, the gang of four, so no one will be left on the outside.

‘But, trust Lynette’, Jacqui laughs richly after you recount this; ‘she doesn’t fancy any of the other girls at our school, oh no! She has to take a shine to the big-titted blonde cutie from the posh school that she sees on the bus, and she won’t think about anyone else!’

I am astonished to be described in such terms by anyone, and very flattered too. I have never considered myself to be specially attractive, despite having big breasts and blonde hair. I just didn’t feel sexual in that way before now – I guess because I didn’t realise what I wanted, I just pushed it all away as something for a distant future and supressed all of my immediate needs.

You tell me that you noticed me weeks ago, and that every time you saw me you felt more and more attracted, until you just couldn’t stop thinking about me and desiring me – that you used your Mom’s vibrator regularly on yourself whilst fantasising about me. Somehow, you just had an instinct that I am a lesbian too; you were sure that I was the one you were looking for, and that if only you could get me into your arms, you could show me the pleasures of femme-fucking and I would be yours.

I look at you in amazement. I do remember seeing you on the bus – you never gave me any hassle like the others, but sometimes I saw you looking my way so fierce and hard that it almost scared me more. It never crossed my mind that the emotion behind this could be desire; I assumed it was hate and violence that were in your thoughts, not how I would look with my bra off or my panties down and my legs spread open!

I realise now that I misjudged you all when you accosted me at the entrance to the alley. I see now how pretty and bubbly the black girl really is, and how open and warm is the smile of her brunette lover – she does not look tough and mean any more, just fit and sporty, a very healthy teenage girl. Both of your companions are looking at me in a welcoming and appreciative way, as if they want to get to know me better, and not just my body but as friends in every way. It makes me feel warm and happy, like I belong somewhere, with people who will care about me.

When I first saw the three of you, my eyes were blinded by my fears. I saw you wearing the same uniforms as the mean girls who bullied me on the bus, and so I felt threatened and projected onto you the hostility and menace which I assumed would be there. Now you, Lynette, explain that you have been seeking me since I vanished from the bus, and two days ago you saw me in the distance going down this street. You persuaded your friends – who were a bit reluctant – to help you with this plan, as you wanted to get me somewhere with enough time and opportunity to show me what I was missing. And, you admit, your passion had become so consuming that you just had to have me once, to feel my tits and lick my pussy, and if need be to make me eat you out – if I didn’t like it, I would probably be too ashamed to tell anyone, and even if I did identify you, it would be the word of three against one. So you planned the ambush, and the three of you hurried from school today to get here ahead of me and waylay me.

When I finally arrived – after what seemed to you an agonisingly long time, and you were about to give up in despair – all three of you were tense and nervous about what would happen, and you hid that with the determination that seemed so threatening when you sprung your surprise. I see now that your bravado had actually been a brittle shield to hide your anxiety, and your apparent tone of aggression was fuelled by your fear of rejection – that I might be Miss High-and-Mighty from the rich kids’ school, and would laugh at you, or sneer, or humiliate and hurt you in some other way. So, instead, your subconscious over-compensated, and you came across with a rough intimidating force that you had never really intended.

Now you are rather bashful, wondering where all that came from, and you look a little shamefaced now that your fires of lust have been partly slaked – in fact, you fear that you might have blown your chances completely. You stroke my cheek, and say that you never meant to frighten me, you didn’t realise how it would seem after the bullying on the bus, to be outnumbered and surrounded like that, and you would never actually hurt me. You bite your lip, and mumble something about perhaps we might still be friends anyway – for the first time, your armour of assurance vanishes, and you look like the youthful 16 year-old that you are, still finding her feet in a bewildering world, often impulsive and sometimes clumsy in her actions.

I look at you now with fresh eyes, my fear has vanished and in its place is a burning joyousness. I feel a rush of affection for you, and – yes – something more, something stronger: partly it is sexual desire, but partly it is a longing for closeness and togetherness, perhaps this is how love feels or starts. I also realise that you are very attractive, taller than me, well-built but still trim (I think your ass is really nice), with your clipped collar-length rich black hair, your warm hazel eyes and wide firm mouth, lips just a little pouty. As for a moment you lose your habitual confidence, it is as if this transfers to me, like one end of a see-saw rising as the other drops down. I smile, for the geeky virgin is neither virgin nor shy any longer, and now knows what she wants with unequivocal certainty – YOU!!!

In the wake of your confession, you are still looking at the ground in front of you, but you lift your eyes to mine, shining with hope and with a sheen of glistening tears, when I tell you that I want to be more than friends, that I want to be your girlfriend, I want to be your lover, I want to do these things and more with all three of you over and over again – but most of all, with YOU, to be in YOUR arms and in YOUR bed.

Karen and Jacqui give a profound sigh of tension released, and then hoot and holler, giving each other high fives and clapping their hands with glee – Jacqui literally dancing with joy.

‘Wow, this is one hot babe!’ says Karen in admiration, giving me a playful slap on the ass. ‘You were right, Lyn, I didn’t believe your “instinct”, but you sure were right – and I’m looking forward to fun times from now on!’

So, I put my hand in yours, and you put an arm around my shoulders and smile at me – you look really nice when you do that, there’s a mischevious gleam in your eyes that suggests lots of fuck-fun ahead. Then we stroll companionably down the alley, behind Jacqui and Karen (and admiring the sway of their hips and asses), and symbolically we walk away together into the sunset.

There is a saying that ‘tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life’ – it’s quite wrong, of course: today is the first day of the rest of my life.

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Hot hot incest between aunt n niece.

So what a night I had with my sister and her daughters. The girls took the news well, and showered their mother with affection and support.

Jaden and I shared some very hot looks and I think she also was secretly happy that her father wouldn’t be around anymore.

In the weeks that followed I often relived my kiss with Jaden and the lust filled moment I had spent with her mother. I felt there was a good chance that I could get back into Angie’s bed but Jaden would be my first conquest.

In going over our brief kiss I felt that Jaden would be ready and willing to go further, and might have if we hadn’t been interrupted. Was this wishful thinking? I didn’t think so and my pussy became dripping wet every time I thought of taking things further with my hot little niece.

The idea of possessing Jaden’s sweet young body, and to have her writhing in a haze of sexual pleasure under my tongue, turned me on to no end.

The summer had finally arrived. I was invited by Angie to join her and the two girls on a trip to the beach. Jaden and I have always enjoyed chatting, so we kept to our towels together and slightly apart from the rest. I was wearing a one-piece bathing suit, and as I took off my shirt I noticed Jaden staring at my breasts, which made me smile. I took my time removing my shorts, turning so that my ass was a few feet from her as I slowly peeled my shorts off my firm round ass. I glanced back and sure enough, Jaden’s eyes were riveted to my ass.

How do I describe this hot young girl as she took off her clothes to reveal a small bikini .Well I’ll try. I’m a bit on the tall side at 5′ 7,” Jaden stands a good 4 to 5 inches under me at 5′ 2.” She has luscious straight blonde hair with short bangs that goes long down her sculptured back. She has wonderful soft doe-like brown eyes on a slightly freckled, delicately beautiful face, with just a tiny hint of baby-fat still lingering around her cheeks and neck. She has one of those impossibly thin young lithesome bodies, nicely flared hips and perky peach-sized breasts that jut out firmly. As she removed her tank top and threw back her head to untangle her hair, she pushed her perfect nubile boobs out even further and licked my lips I wanted to taste them so badly.

I sat next to Jaden in the back seat on the way to the beach and I loved the way her skin tight jean shorts showed off her blossoming hips and the curve and crease of her crotch area. Jaden must have noticed me stealing glances at her body. As she unclasped and unzipped the shorts I sighed, Jaden didn’t seem to notice as she wiggled the jean shorts down her led then with her back to me, slipped her fingers under the bikini bottom, which had ridden into her ass. She stretched the fabric over her perfect ass and her fingers lingered there tracing the curve of her bubble butt.

I noticed that as she looked over at my body her nipples stiffened beneath the thin material of her bikini top. We settle down on the hot sand. She has a teen magazine, and I have an erotic lesbian summer novel, and my lurid thoughts in mind. I imagined what Jaden would look like spread-eagle in my bed, and the wonderful things I would do to her unsuspecting young body. I wonder what her face would look like as her teen pussy repeatedly flushed with orgasm. How would she respond to my tongue savaging her clit, or taking one of my toys up her tight virgin ass?

As I began chatting with my niece I had fun picturing the kinds of wicked scenarios of sharing Jaden with Taren and other women with a passion for young teen girls. I let my mind imagine how utterly hot it would be to bring Jaden together for a lustfully incestuous fuck session with my lovely sister, and her mother. Angie, was boiling beneath the surface and throwing her hubby out of the house just might be the catalyst for my incestuous escapades.

“Say Jaden, how about going for a walk down the beach for a bit?” I asked very casually.

“Yeah! Aunt Rebecca, that sounds like a great idea,” she said smiling, her eager eyes shining up at me.

I told Angie, that we’re going for a walk. She looked like she was almost asleep, nodded her head plopped back on her inflated pillow. As usual Julie had her nose in a book and didn’t even look up. She was on her back with her knees bent and her legs were spread wide. I paused long enough to take in her beautiful body, and sighed at how the hot her thighs looked splayed open like that, and how hot she looked with the soft outline of her pussy lips outlined in crotch of her bikini bottoms. I picked up the blanket bag and returned to Jaden.

Jaden and I started off down the beach. The sun was high and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The day is not too hot because it’s still early in the season. The sand felt wonderful between my toes. The crashing waves had a hypnotic effect on me as we made our way out of the crowded portion of the beach closest to the parking lot. As we walked, Jaden smiled up at me. I wondered if she had any idea of what I had in store for her.

She talked about how boring her family was and asked me if her mom liked to have fun when we were her age. I smiled and told her that her that her mom was a lot of fun when she was younger, and that she was the best big sister anyone could ever have. We walked around a curve in the beach, far from the crowded beach.

“Jaden sweetie,” I smile at the earnest young girl next to me, “Do you know why I really invited you out here on this little walk?”

“Umm, I, I think,” Jaden whispered, “Aunt Rebecca, ar-are we, umm, are we going to kiss again?”

“ Jaden, sweetheart, I hope we’re going to do a lot more than just kiss. Would you like that hun?”

“No! You and me- I mean you and I. Aw, that would be just… wrong! Wouldn’t it!? ” Jaden said in a hushed squeal, grabbing my arm.

“Why what on earth would make it wrong, baby, have you ever thought of having sex with another girl?” I asked nonchalantly.

“A-auntie, sometimes, I think about boys, sometimes but mostly I think about girls, and I have to admit,” she looked excitedly and shyly up to me. “I, um, I-I’ve even thought about being with you that way.” Jaden grinned widely, her hands trembling slightly.

I took my Jaden’s hand, understandingly, “So you have had sex then?” I ask softly.

“I went out with that guy Brad, but tried to feel my cunny and was a total jerk. And, well, I, I tongue kissed my girlfriend Tara at a sleepover, that was after you kissed me, but that’s all I’ve done, oh except masturbation, does that count?”

“ Really, oh hunny there is so much you need to learn.” I whispered brushing the backs of my fingers over her soft cheek, “We’re all alone, Jaden I want to be your lover. I hope you understand what that really means.” I very gently slipped my arm around her slim waist, she was nervous but leaned softy into me we begin to walk again.

“As an older woman I have much to teach a young girl like yourself, and being your Aunt adds a certain incestuous thrill don’t you think?.” I watched as her face blushed a light red.

“Oh God.” She gulped, “I don’t believe this is happening! This is so exciting. W-would we go
out on a date?”

“Actually, sweetie. I want to become your lover right now. Here on this beach. We’ll just
walk over to those dunes, nobody will see us.” I looked into her big soft eyes, smiling, my
imagination was working overtime!

“A-and what would we d-do it…I mean what would ” the fourteen year old girl asked, nervous but intrigued.

I took her shoulders in my hands as we stop. I looked her in the eyes which, knowing that my eyes were filled with passion for her, and her alone, “Jaden, I know things are moving fast here, but you can always say no, at anytime at all! If you do say no, that would be fine. I will always be your aunt and I will always love you. Just the same, if you do say yes, I have to tell you that I’m a serious lover. I don’t hold back my passion, at all. If we do make love, I will make love to you only as a woman can. I will kiss you deeply and hold you in my arms. We’ll feel the pleasure of our bodies pressed together, kissing passionately, our tities mashing together. We’ll also do other things. I’ll let my long wet tongue loose all over your tight little body. You will feel it in deep inside you. But really Jaden the choice is yours, what do you say? Should we head back towards your mom and sister, or get lost up in those dunes?”

I gently rubbed my hand up and down Jaden’s bare back and neck. Her eyebrows were draw together and she bit her soft lower lip as she considered my overt amorous request, struggling
with her inner demons, anxiously thrilled and excited at her possible entry into a very
different world from what she had experienced up to now.

“Oh! This is so wild! Um, let’s do it Aunt Rebecca ! Yes!” She said trembling. “Lets go
over to the d-dunes.”

Her voice was now low and serious. “Teach me. Just please, please be–be gentle with me.” Jaden’s brown eyes brimmed with excitement.

“Oh you silly sand bunny! I’ll be gentle all right. Jaden, sweetheart, we’re going to have so
much fun!”

I leaned over and dart my tongue behind my niece’s ear that sent shivers through her young body. She smelled so good, a mixture a girl-musk, suntan lotion and beach.

I took my young niece by the arm and gently marched her across the beach up into the dunes. We walked deep into the back-bay area. We found a nice series of sandy valleys, secluded enough for my purposes.

Far off I heard the relaxing sound of the waves crashing into the beach. Finally after many
late nights of sweaty fantasies, one of my most wild desires was about to become a reality. I could feel my young niece tremble as we made our way down to the bottom of the dune.

I laid out the thick beach towel and faced Jaden. She looked up at me, a nervous smile on a lightly freckled face. I returned her gaze and slipped both my arms around my niece’s slender waist. She looked up at me shyly and giggled nervously. I drew her close to me. She pulled back for a short moment, and then gave into me with a groan.

We were tummy-to-tummy, Jaden’s was shorter than me so her perky firm breasts pushed up nicely into mine. Jaden’s body felt wonderfully soft, warm and supple against mine. She blushed deeply, tentatively smiling up at me.

A light wind stirred the sands, a chill ran up my back. Far off I heard the lazy sound of the
surf crashing. I kissed my new young lover on her soft full lips. I pulled back a bit, and stuck out my tongue, delicately tracing the soft pointy tip carefully around my niece’s soft lips. Jaden closed her eyes and moaned.

I held the Jaden tight and kissed her hard. Our lips mashed, slip and sliding together. She was she so lovely, I kissed along her lovely neck and gave her a little love bite just at the bottom of her neck.

“Aaah! Aunt Rebecca!” Jaden gasped as I ran my hands up and down her back, crushing her
lithe body into mine. I continue touching, kissing my young niece. My hands slid under
the flimsy material of her bikini bottom. Her young firm ass felt cool to the touch, firm and smooth under my probing fingers. My niece moaned, and trembled against me as I roughly kneaded then pinched her lovely butt cheeks. I released Jaden and stepped back.

“Now Jaden, you’ve come this far, so listen carefully, to start you off I want you to put your hands on the top of your head, and I want you to close your eyes again,” I said excitedly.

“Um, okay,” said Jaden as her breathing became more heavy.

I moved in behind Jaden, her hot young body was mine for the taking, “Now spread your legs wide for me hun.”

“Okay, ” Jaden whispered as she repositioned her legs wider apart.

“Now Jaden, you’ll have to spread those hot little legs a lot further than that, if I’m going have access to your young wet pussy.”

“Oh, oow. I-I can’t believe I’m doing this! Okay, okay!” I watched my niece’s ass flex nicely as
she spread her legs wide open. She gulped, “Is-is that enough Auntie?”

“Yes, that will do nicely.”

I stepped up close to Jaden and gently ran my wet lips between her shoulder blades. Her
skin was delicate smooth, soft. I moved closer pressing my body against her back. My ample boobs pressed into Jaden’s narrow back, her lovely ass fit nicely between my hips.

Ever so slowly I brought my hands to her waist, Jaden’s head slumped forward her whole body trembled under my touch. I held her firmly from behind and pulled her slight, girl’s body against mine a little more tightly.

Her skin felt so delicious against mine. I slowly caressed up and around her firm little tities. Jaden moaned and whimpered pushing her ass back against my cunt. Her hands remained on top of her head. I gently kissed the back of her neck. She gasped as my hands came up to cup her perky breasts. Through her thin bikini top I let the tips of my fingers feel her stiff, puffy, nipples. Her young tities felt truly delectable, so soft and firm. I continue to hold the Jaden against me as I begin squeezing and kneading her tities, pulling softly on her tiny nipples.

“Aunie Oh! Th-that feels sooo good,” she gasped.

“Baby, this party is just getting started,.” I hissed closed to her ear.

My sharp tongue slowly licked Jaden from the middle of her back up to her neck. She groaned and wiggled her ass against me. I slowly slid my hands down over her incredibly lithe body, gently circling her thin waist.

“Oh Jaden, my dear sweet little niece,” I whisper in her ear, “over the next few hours I’m
going to lick every inch of you with this magical tongue of mine. Besides all the fun kissing, my
tongue is going to spend a lot of time buried deep inside your young pussy, also I’m not going
to forget that tight little bottom of yours. You’ll never look at a woman the same again after
I’m through with you baby.”

“Oh A-auntie! You’re making me so cr-crazy!”

“That’s the whole point sweetie.”

I pressed my body into hers cradling her rocking her gently. I bit and nipped along the back of her neck. I let my long, slender fingers and play with the front of her bikini bottoms.

“Oh fuck.” Jaden hissed wiggling her ass up and down against my pussy.
.

“Jaden darling, do you have something for your Aunt down under here?” I whisper wickedly in
the young girl’s ear as my fingers gently dip briefly under her bikini bottoms. I rub my fingertips
between the thin elastic and her exquisitely soft pubes.

“Ooh, Oh my God.” Jaden quietly moaned as she looked down at the sand.

“Hmm baby? Do you have a nice little pussy under there for me to play with?”

“Oh please do,” Jaden whimpered, as she leaned back against me, and her head rolled back on my shoulder.

Slowly ever so slowly I inched my fingers under her bikini bottom, until my hand gently cupped the outer swollen lips of her lovely, young cunt. Jaden moaned quietly under my gentle assault. My fingers slid easily up and down her pussy lips as my thumb quickly found and began to message her slick little clit.

“Fuck yes! There is a nice little bud for Auntie to play with!”

“Oh yes, that fe-eels so fucking good Auntie.”

With one arm I held my niece tightly from behind. Using my free hand I pushed the bikini cups from her tities and began to pull and pinch her hard puffy nipples. The hand that was now busy inside her bikini bottoms, began to rub with more pressure up and down the slippery wet pussy and then I suddenly insert my middle finger into her slick pussy hole.

“Aah. Oh! Auntie!” Jaden’s voice was high and plaintive. “Ooh. That’s, that’s so fucking amazing!”

I pinched her nipple in one hand, her clit in the other. I held the trembling girl against me,
so wonderfully soft and firm. Her knees buckled but held her up.

“Oh my! Ooh! Auntie, I-I-I Oh!” Jaden shivered against me as I gently pumped my longest
finger in and out of her soft wet cunt. She remained weak in the knees. I withdrew my
fingers from her pussy. She moaned and whimpered in disappointment.

I push Jaden forward so she fell to her knees on the blanket. I unsnapped her bikini top. I
lifted it up. Jaden raised her arms to help me get the skimpy top off. I threw the top off to the side. Jaden’s petite sculptured back was now unadorned and quite beautiful. I grabbed her bikini bottoms and with one swift movement my young lover is naked.

I tore my suit off and spun the young girl around. We faced each other nude on a blanket at the bottom of the dunes. Gratefully the sky was now overcast. A warm breeze moved up from
the water.

I was so fucking turned as I looked down at this naked, gorgeous, girl vixen before me. Jaden
smiled nervously, and was clearly excited. Her perky breasts jutted out proudly, her pink, puffy nipples looked so dark and hard. Her downy cunt hair was wet.

I lay down with her on the blanket and pulled her slender body hard against mine. Our
soft now-bare bodies deliciously squashed against each other. Her breasts gently pushed against mine.

I was wild with excitement to feel my young niece in my arms! I ran my hand up and down her
back, she raised her head and our lips met in a light kiss. A gentle breeze blew her straight
blonde locks over her shoulder. I rubbed her body against mine, plunging my tongue into her hot receptive mouth. My hands roamed freely down her back as I began kneading her wonderfully smooth butt-cheeks. I push my thigh between Jaden’s young legs, and started to hump my leg against her delicate pussy mound.

“Oh fuck,” hissed Jaden as her eyes flutter and she spread her legs and lifted her hips
so my leg could make better contact with her dripping little cunt. I clamp down on
the girl’s thigh, rubbing my own pussy against her silky skin.

“Oh Jaden baby, I love how my cunt feels on your leg, and fuck you are so wet, I can feel your juices dripping down my thigh.”

Jaden’s eyes looked up at mine, intense and full of lust, “Oh fuck, Auntie, I had no idea sex could be like this, my pussy feels so fucking hot rubbing your leg like this.”

I could feel Jaden’s body trembling beneath mine. I didn’t want her to come yet, not by a long stretch. I lifted my leg from her slick pussy, and Jaden groaned and whimpered, lifting her young ass in the air.

I kneeled down inside Jaden’s skinny legs. I gently ran my fingers up and down the soft inside of her thighs. She moaned and squirmed around on the blanket. With my left hand I squeeze Jaden’s slick pussy lips together, so the soft, wet flesh was grinding on her little clit. I took two fingers and slowly twisted them between her pussy lips and pressed them deep inside her tight little cunt. I let my thumb and rub against the perfect pearl of Jaden’s clit.

Jaden groaned deeply from the pleasure I was giving her then rolled her head back and forth on the blanket.

“Jaden baby, when you fuck yourself, do you ever taste your own juices?” I asked as I took my fingers from her slit.

“No Auntie, I never have.”

I put my fingers to Jaden’s mouth and she sucked them eagerly. The insides of her mouth felt soft and warm. She seemed to love the taste of her own cunt’

“That’s in baby girl suck it down, suck down your own sweet pussy juice dear.”

I continued to fuck my fingers in and out of Jaden’s cute little mouth, and then I took my right hand and began fondling her young pussy. I loved the feeling of fingering my little niece from both ends while I watched her arms and legs flail about on the blanket.

I have been blessed with a long and pointy tongue and I couldn’t wait to use it on Jaden’s pretty pussy. I kept my hands busy as I bent over and began to lick and lather my niece’s belly button. I worked my way up to her tities and immediately took one of her perky breasts completely into my mouth. I slowly lapped her stiff puffy nipple, then flicking just the tip of my tongue over the top of it. Jaden moaned and wriggled beneath me.

I sucked on my niece’s soft nut-like nipple between my teeth and nibbled on it, sending shock waves through her nubile body. I plunged my fingers in and out of the girl’s pouty mouth and at the same time I pounded her tight virgin cunt with my fingers seeking out her tender g-spot with each thrust.

I took my hands off her face and pussy and lean up. Jaden was breathing heavily, and looked up at me with lust in her eyes yet she also looked somewhat bewildered, wondering what I was going to do next to pleasure her young body.

I pushed Jaden’s lovely legs further apart and scooted between them. I lowered my face to Jaden’s delectable pussy. Her labia was swollen and slick. I open my mouth and stick my long tongue, I looked her right in the eyes and fastened my lips over puffy, pink cunt lips.

“Oh. Ooooh fuck you are eating my fucking cunt lips!” she groaned.

Jaden’s cunt tasted delicious, so sweet, like peaches and cream. I gently slurped up my niece’s juices, keeping my mouth wide open and pressed my teeth down hard against her cunt lips. I opened my mouth even wider and wrap my lips around Jaden’s thickened pussy lips until they were completely inside my mouth. Fuck her pussy felt so hot and was virtually dripping with tasty juices.

“Ooh, oh! Fuck Auntie, that’s too-oo much,” she cried grabbing fistfuls of the blanket.

My tongue plunged into her wet velvety cunt hole. My nose was pressed into Jaden’s soft pubic hair. I breathed in her wonderful scent while my tongue fucked in and out of her virgin cunt.

“Ooow, mrrmm. Mmmm,” Jaden gurgled and groaned, her toes curling with pleasure.

Between Jaden’s legs on the blanket, I slowly ran my tongue up her flat tummy, then onto her
perky tits. My niece moaned and trembled as I kissed her thin neck and then plunged my tongue into her soft mouth.

I gently lower myself on top of Jaden. I let my weight press into her and as our pussies meshed incredibly together. I kissed her fully on her soft open mouth and carefully lifted my hips so that my shaved cunt could make better contact with her soft furry one.

I felt the heat rising from Jaden’s hot young cunt and moving over my pussy lips. She gasped loudly as I began to slowly grind my own slippery pussy fully against hers. Our labia’s pressed and slid together riding the wave of our juices.

“Oh! Auntie! Oh my, what are you doing my pussy?!” Jaden groaned as our cunts pressed and slid together.

Jaden’s pussy felt wonderfully soft and firm against mine. Her strong, wiry thighs began to spread wider as she wrapped her legs round my hips. Our breasts squished and flatten between us. I hadn’t felt anything as powerful as this since I had made love to my sister, Jaden’s mother.
I savored every thrust as our cunts seemed to be welded together with some molten heat.

“Mm-oorrmmm!” Jaden mewed as I kissed her hard and looked directly into her big doe-like brown eyes.

“Cum for me Jaden, your little cunt feels so good grinding on mine like this, I’m going to cum too baby. Cum with me Jaden!”

I could feel a tremendous welling up of desire and grabbed my niece’s tight little ass roughly and pulled her young cunt even harder into my pussy.

Jaden’s entire body began to tremble as she moaned and writhed under me. I began to
rut my hips back and forth between Jaden’s open legs. Our pussies intensely mashed and slithered together deliciously.

Finally Jaden arched and her young body began to convulse, a quake that ran through, her legs wide open and locked around my waist.

“Aaah, oh Aunt, oooh this isss ssso good, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum so fucking hard!” Jaden screamed.

Suddenly Jaden’s silky cunt erupted, spraying hot creamy juices all over my throbbing pussy. It is more than I could take.

“Oh Jaden’ my lover, your cum is so hot inside my cunt!” I screamed.

My own pussy trembled and squirted cum all over Jaden’s tummy and legs and filled her splayed cunt lips as well. I could’ stop thrusting of my hips as our cum slippery mounds continued to grind up and down against each other. I I began to speed the pace up, and then ease off, only to slowly build again.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck!” Jaden cired, “I’m cumming again!”

A second wave of hot wet girl cum hit my pussy as Jaden squirmed and twisted under me.
I peeked again, spasmed hard as I squirted cum all over Jaden’s hot young body.

We lay against each other mewing and kissing as the breeze slowly dried the cum to our bodies. When I looked at the angle of the sun I slapped Jaden’s firm young ass and told her we had to head back down the beach. I knew that this amazing afternoon with Jaden was about to end, but our time as lovers had just begun.

 

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Originally I wasnt gonna write a sequel to this story, but since I got so many requests for one I figured what the hell, so here it is. I will alo be leaving story updates on my home page, so you can check there and see where I’m at with my stories. As usual comments and PM’s are greatly appreciated.

Note: Since I wasn’t planning on writing another chapter, the days got screwed up, so now instead of the party happening on Friday, it now happened on Thursday, and the story picks up from there.

I just came from a party where I had sex for the first time, and had my first threesome. Not only did I find out afterwards that I had sex with my two best friends, but now I find out I lost my virginity to my very own little sister, in front of a crowd of people, this has quickly turned into a craziest night ever.

“We had sex? Us? And in front of everyone! Oh my god what if someone recognized us?”

“No one knew who we were, except my friends, and they won’t say anything.”

“How do you know? Sometimes secrets just slip out, what makes you so sure they’ll keep quiet?”

“Because they’re my friends, and I trust them, and I have dirt on both of them much worse.”

“Worse than what we did? What they do, rob a bank? Must be a pretty big secret.”

“Its pretty big.” She sighed and gave me a pouty face. “Are you mad at me Chris?”

It was my turn to sigh as I sat down next to her. “No I’m not mad, just confused. We committed incest Sarah, what we did was illegal, and you were drunk, so I pretty much took advantage of you.”

“I wasn’t drunk Chris, I was only pretending to be. I drunk apple cider and two cups of vodka the whole night, and you didn’t take advantage of me, I planned on having sex with you.”

“Planned it? Well I guess it makes sense now, but why?”

“Because I knew you wouldn’t sleep with your own sister under normal circumstances. I’ve wanted you for a long time, and when I heard Matt was throwing a party I saw my chance, so I got him to invite me and came up with a plan on how I could finally get you.”

“But why did… wait what?! Did Matt know you wanted to sleep with me? Did he help you?”

“No he didn’t know, he didn’t even wanna invite me because of the kind of party it was and since you were going, but I begged him until he made me a flier, he didn’t know about anything.”

“Oh, good,” I said calming down. “I’m still a little uneasy, I mean were related Sarah, were family, with the same blood, and we had sex! Doesn’t that bother you even a little?”

“It doesn’t bother me one bit. I don’t care that were related, I love you and I wanted to do this. If you want me to feel guilty for having sex with you I won’t. I am sorry for the way I did it, but I’m not sorry at all that I did it, I just hope you’re not too mad at me,” she said hanging her head down.

I put my arm around her and kissed her forehead. “Come on, you know I could never get mad at you, its just a lot to take in. Its not every day you find out your first time was with your sister.

Her face lit up as she smiled at me. “I was your first?”

“Yea, and after you left I had sex again with the two cats, who turned out to be Terra and Stacey.”

“Terra and Stacey? As in your best friends since elementary school Terra and Stacey? Wow, you turned into a stud overnight!”

“Haha me a stud? No I’m still the same guy, I just can’t believe all this happened to me of all people. I need to go lay down and process all this, its a lot to soak up in just one night.

As I got up to leave she grabbed my hand. “You can stay here if you want, its been a long time since we laid together in the same bed,” she said dropping my hat and her sword on the floor beside her. I was a little skeptical, but I agreed. I took off the rest of the costume and got down to a shirt and my boxers and lay down next to her under the blanket, making sure I left some space between us.

“You really don’t see anything wrong with sleeping with your brother?”

“No, I honestly don’t. Like I said before the only thing I’m sorry for is the way I did it. I should have stayed in the bedroom instead of going down to that orgy, but those two cups of vodka must have got the best of me. Our first time shouldn’t have been in a room full of people, it should have been us, by ourselves, alone, you know, kinda like we are now,” she said, almost whispering the last part.

I tried to pretend like I didn’t hear her, but we both know I did. I kept looking at the ceiling trying to stay cool, but I got all fidgety and nervous knowing she was watching me. She wanted to have sex again, and I didn’t think it was a good idea, not at this moment. She scooted over to me while still under the blanket and cuddled up to me putting her hand on my chest. She didn’t say anything, she just looked at me with those pleading eyes and scooted up so her face was right next to mine. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t, the way she was smiling at me in the dim light of her lamp made her look as beautiful as ever. I finally did manage to look away, but it was only short lived as she put her hand on my cheek and turned me back to look at her.

“Sarah, I…”

“Shh, don’t talk,” she said as she brought her face to mine and kissed me.

My cock was getting harder by the second. Her lips were so soft and wet I didn’t wanna stop kissing her, and her moaning into my mouth only made me want her even more, but somebody had to be the logical one, and judging by the way she was kissing me, I knew it had to be me.

“Sarah, we have to stop, mom and dad could come back any minute.”

“Mmm don’t worry, they won’t be back for another hour,” she said pushing her lips to mine again.

“They could come back early, or be on their way now,” I said breaking the kiss again.

“No, were fine I promise, just kiss me.”

I tried with all my will power to get away from her, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. My last little bit of self control left the moment she climbed on top of me, pressing her body against mine, I was done, and we both knew it. I put my hands on her back only to find no shirt or bra, and I ran my hands over her ass to find no panties either, needless to say I was amazed I didn’t notice before. She got up and went to her night stand drawer and pulled out a condom, then she crawled back in and pulled my shirt over my head and my boxers down my legs and jerked me off a few times, causing a few moans of pleasure from me. She took out the condom and rolled it down my cock before she climbed over me again face to face and sat my cock at her entrance. She looked me in the eyes as she rubbed her pussy along my cock before taking it in her hand and positioning it at the entrance to her pussy. I nodded and she smiled as she slowly eased the head in and sat down until I was fully buried inside her.

“Uuuuuuuuuugh, oh Chris,” she moaned as my cock filled her pussy.

I couldn’t say anything, it felt too good to talk. I just closed my eyes and grunted as I felt her mash her chest to mine and slowly raise her ass up off my cock before sitting back down. I grabbed her ass and helped her pull off and sit down on my cock until she got her own rhythm, but I still left my hands there. Her moans of pleasure filled the room as she picked up speed fucking me while I squeezed her soft ass in my hands.

“Oh Chris, you feel so good inside me!”

“God, you’re so tight Sarah, I can feel you squeezing me!”

She moved her mouth onto mine kissing me and sucking my bottom lip as her hard nipples dug into my chest. She grabbed my hands and interlocked our fingers and moved her ass faster now grinding on me back and forth, all while never breaking the kiss. If it was even possible her nipples got even harder as she forced her pussy down onto my cock making the bed rock in unison with us.

“Oh Chris, I love you! I can feel my orgasm coming, oh god its so good!”

“God Sarah, I’m gonna cum too, I can’t hold it much longer!”

“We’ll come together then. Roll over, I want you on top of me.”

I nodded and did a barrel roll with me still inside her. I used my arms to brace myself up a little and thrust into her as we looked deep into each others eyes. I felt her legs wrap around me and help pull me into her as she grabbed my arms and moaned my name.

“Chris, oh god! Chris! Oh my god! Don’t stop Chris, please don’t ever stop!”

She grabbed my face with both hands and pulled me down to kiss her. Our lips molded together and my arms eased out from under me, slowly dropping my weight onto her, which I don’t think she seemed to mind. I broke the kiss and worked my way into her neck gently sucking and kissing the skin, but not enough to give her a hickey. She moaned and put a hand behind my head and another on my back and held me in place as I continued sliding my cock into her.

“Harder Chris, fuck me harder! Oh god I’m so close!”

I pulled my face from her neck and looked her in the eyes once again as I thrust my cock into her harder just as she requested. Her moaning and panting was really getting to me making me move faster and thus making me build to my own climax. I looked down at her closed eyes and gritted teeth and knew she too was on her way, so I went a little faster, rocking the bed and forcing her eyes back open.

“I can’t hold it anymore Sarah I’m gonna cum!”

“Ugh, me too! Look at me when you cum, I want us to look in each others eyes as we cum together!”

I kept that steady rhythm and kissed her until I could feel her pussy clasp around my cock at the same time I felt the cum rushing through my cock. I wanted to close my eyes so bad but I fought it just in time to see her gasp and let out a long, loud moan of ecstasy as she came around my cock. A second later I grunted and pushed into her as far as I could go and shot jets of sperm into the condom without breaking eye contact with her. When we were both spent she threw her head back into the pillow and I fell on top of her mashing my sweat soaked body into hers.

The room smelled of sex and was quiet except for our labored breathing. When I regained a little of my strength I pulled out of her (which caused her to groan in protest), eased the condom off, tied it and sat it on the floor. She slid over to me and put her head on my chest and lay there, content.

“So, where do we go from here?” I said getting my breath back.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean how does this change our relationship, do we keep doing this?”

“Well I am kinda still dating Johnny, and you’ll probably end up dating either Terra or Stacey, or both, but I definitely don’t wanna stop this, I love our new relationship, even though we can’t go public with it like kiss or anything. We can try things out how they are now, since we can never go back to just being brother and sister, and see where it goes. How do you feel about all this?”

“Its gonna take some getting used to, but you finally wore me down. Being seduced by your little sister twice in one day has its effect on you the second time around.”

She gave me a few quick kisses. “But you liked it though, otherwise you would have stopped me.”

“I think we should get some sleep, its been a long day for both of us,” I said ignoring her last statement.

I grabbed up my clothes and the condom and got my hat off the floor next to her. When I turned around she was up on her knees on the bed waiting and pulled me into what I guess was a goodnight kiss.

“Dream about me, I know I’ll definitely be dreaming about you,” she said as she winked at me.

I smiled and walked to her door, taking one last look at her and closed it. When I got to my room I cut on the light and threw the stuff on the floor and went to the bathroom to dump the semen in the toilet. I flushed it and went to my room and put the condom in the middle of the trashcan instead of on the bottom, so if someone besides me emptied it, it wouldn’t show up on top. I cut off the light and climbed into bed, replaying the days events in my head. Still amazed with everything, I curled up under my blanket and drifted off into the most peaceful sleep I’ve had in a long time.

“Chris? Chris honey? Chrrrrrrrrrris? CHRIS GET UP!”

“Huh, what? What happened?”

“You’ve gotta be at school in an hour that’s what happened,” my mom said stepping back.

I sat up in the bed and yawned as I stretched. “Oh man, it feels like I just went to sleep.”

“That must have been some party Matt threw, now get going,” she smiled as she left the room.

“You don’t know the half of it,” I said to myself as I lay back down on the bed.

Oddly, I thought I would feel a little guilty about yesterday, but I didn’t. I did find myself wondering what Sarah was thinking though, and how she felt. I wondered what I was gonna say to Terra and Stacey, if there was anything I could say. I decided I would let them play the first card, then I would go from their reaction and found out where we stood, but first I needed to actually get to school, so I quickly got up and grabbed my towel and some clean boxers and headed for the bathroom.

Since I was pressed for time I did what every guy does when hes in a rush, I got in the shower, peed down the drain, brushed my teeth, and washed up at the same time (don’t judge me, everyone does it). I finished up and toweled off in the bathroom as I put on my boxers and made my way back to my room. I pulled on a band shirt and dark blue jeans, combed my hair out and headed downstairs for a quick bowl of cereal. I was met in the kitchen by mom and Sarah, who was eating my Fruity Pebbles. Usually I always get on her every time she eats my cereal, which has been happening lately, but after yesterday she could eat the whole box for all I care. I poured myself some Corn Pops and sat down across from her. I kept getting this weird feeling she was staring at me but every time I looked up she was looking down at her cereal. I shook it off as paranoia and went back to eating.

“Ok kids, I gotta go, make sure you get to school on time,” mom said.

“Bye mom,” we both said in unison looking up from our cereal.

She kissed us both on the cheek and headed out the door to work. It sort of became routine, mom leaves then we leave then dad leaves, but none of us are home before four, so we could skip school and our parents would never know, but were the good kids, so I don’t think it would happen. I finished my cereal and put the bowl in the sink and headed upstairs to get my stuff and tell dad I was leaving, when I came back downstairs, Sarah was waiting by the front door.

“Can I get a ride with you today?”

“Don’t you usually get a ride with your friends?”

“Yeah, but I told them I’d be getting a ride with you today, you don’t mind do you?”

“Of course I don’t mind, come on, we don’t wanna be late.”

She smiled and headed for my car getting into the passengers seat, I walked around the car and saw her doing something with her shirt, but shrugged it off and got in and drove off. Once again I had that feeling I was being watched, but when I looked over at her she was twirling her hair or fixing a button or just smiling out the window, so I just let it go.

“So now that you slept on it, how do you really feel?” Sarah said out of the blue.

“To be honest, I thought I would wake up feeling regret, but I don’t. I guess I’m ok with it, now that I had time to process it. That doesn’t mean I’m completely ok, but close enough.”

She sighed. “Good. We still have to keep up with our regular routines in public though. I’ll keep seeing Johnny and you keep hanging with Matt, Terra, and Stacey, but when we get home we can be free around each other,” she said taking my free hand and holding it both of hers.

“Yeah, we can do it, just like a walk in the park, especially since I’m used to not doing anything.”

“Well those days are over, for good,” she said as she kissed me on the cheek, and quick on the lips.

A little while later I pulled into the student parking lot. She kissed me again on the cheek and set out to find her friends, I grabbed my bag and headed in behind her. I made my way through the building and got to my locker, just as I got it opened I saw Matt walking up to me.

“Dude, that was the best party I ever threw! Did you see everything that went down?”

“Yeah man I was there, I even got in on it to my surprise.”

“And you weren’t even gonna come, see what you would’ve missed out on?”

“Yeah, I’m still taking it all in. I still can’t believe it, Terra and Stacey,” I said closing my locker.

“Yeah man I know, when they told me what they were gonna do I was surprised, but figured what the hell, you guys can handle whatever comes out of it, and I do mean “whatever” comes out of it.”

I punched him in the arm playfully as we walked in homeroom just as the bell rung. Terra and Stacey were already sitting at our table, so we went over and joined them.

“Hi Matt, hiiiiiii Chrrrrrrrris,” they both said dragging out my name.

“Ok guys don’t start getting weird on me,” Matt said.

“Hi girls, how was your night?” I said faking innocence.

They both giggled at each other. “You mean before or after the party?” Stacey said.

Both Matt’s and my mouth hung open at their last statement. “What do you mean by that?”

Terra laughed. “Relax guys, were just kidding, we were too tired from the party to do anything.”

I blushed a little when they mentioned the party, and they caught it and smiled at me. The rest of homeroom was our usual talk about sports and stuff, and a little flirting until the bell rung to leave. We said our usual “see you later” got up and left homeroom. I went to my locker for a minute when both Terra and Stacey came up on both sides of me.

“You have a good time last night?” Stacey asked.

“I had a great time, if you couldn’t already tell. I was wondering though, why did you guys pick me? There were plenty of people at that party to choose from, including Matt.”

“We won’t just do it with anybody, and Matt keeps going on and off with Brittany, besides we both kinda been harboring a little crush on you, and Matt’s party was just perfect to put it in the open.”

“Well when you put it like that who am I to argue,” I laughed.

“So what are you doing tonight then?” Terra asked.

“Just soccer practice then nothing after that.”

“Were hanging out at my house after volleyball practice, you guys better be there,” Stacey said.

“Sure, no problem, but I’ll go home and take a shower first, don’t wanna show up dirty.”

They both smiled and kissed me on the cheek at the same time, in front of everyone that was looking, said bye and walked away. They’ve never done that before, but then again they’ve never done what they did last night before either, at least not to my knowledge. I smiled, closed my locker and went to class.

Class was its usual boring self, taking notes, doing classwork, being assigned homework, and leave. The few classes we all had together went by fast as well since it was assigned seats and we all sat away from each other, but that didn’t stop some of the occasional and secretive flirting from happening. Finally we made it to lunch. I went through the line and sat down at our usual table with my food as they came one by one to sit down.

“God the classes went by extra slow today,” Terra said as she sat down.

“Its Friday, school always goes by slow today,” I laughed.

“You guys are still coming over today right?” Stacey asked.

Matt made an apologetic look. “Sorry guys, I can’t make it, gotta pick up my parents.”

“What? I thought they would be gone a little longer?” Stacey said.

“Nope, they’re coming back early, and I gotta drive five hours to go get them.”

“Bummer, five hours? Ten there and back? That sucks man,” I said.

“Its cool, besides, now you three are gonna be alone, I wonder what’s gonna happen!”

Stacey made a pouty face. “Nothing, moms gonna be there, I mean literally there, with us.”

“Crap, she must be in one of those good moods,” Terra joked.

“Yep, she wants to be part of the gang today, just like all of our parents,” Stacey said.

“Its fine, I mean we weren’t really planning on doing anything anyway right?” I asked rhetorically.

There was a slight pause before Terra broke it. “Well I’m still coming, are you Chris?”

“Yeah after soccer practice, and a shower, I’ll just eat over there.”

“Just don’t have too much fun, I don’t wanna have to disown you guys,” Matt joked.

We all threw a piece of food at him and talked about our usual nothings until lunch ended. We left and headed out the door to go to class and the girls pulled me to the side again.

“Its too bad, if mom wasn’t there we could have been at my house all alone,” Stacey said.

“Yeah, maybe we could have played an exciting game of Jenga or something,” I joked.

“We might still get to play, we’ll just have to be sneaky about it,” Terra grinned.

Stacey leaned and kissed me on the cheek and Terra turned me to look at her and gave me a peck on the lips, then they both smiled and walked away skipping with each other. I sighed and slowly made my way to my locker. I was hoping they weren’t gonna try anything with Stacey’s mom in the house, we’ve all known each other too long to mess it up now, seeing as all our parents have known each other since we were little and became friends, trying to be sneaky would be a dumb idea, that and Stacey’s mom is pretty freakin hot, I’d hate to not to be able to see her again. I was so deep in thought I jumped when I noticed Sarah standing next to me when I brought my head out of the locker.

“What are you doing? We don’t normally talk to each other in school,” I said.

“I know, but we can, no one will think anything is up if a guy starts talking to his sister.”

“True. Ok so whats up?

“What are you doing later after soccer practice?”

“I’m going over to Stacey’s with Terra to do some homework and watch a movie, the usual.”

“You sure that’s all you’re gonna do?”

“You’ve known them almost as long as I have, what do you think? Plus her mom will be there.”

“I was hoping to get to you before you made plans, can’t you reschedule or something?”

“No I already told them I was coming, and you know I hate to break plans.”

“Fine, I guess I can wait until tomorrow, but you owe me.”

“Sure, but don’t get carried away, I’m still adjusting to this new lifestyle.”

“Hmm ok, tell Terra and Stacey volleyball practice is over an hour early today when you see them.”

She kissed me on the cheek and walked away, and I found myself looking at her, but quickly averted my eyes before someone caught me ogling my sister. I went to the remainder of my classes thinking about the conversations I had with all of them, there seemed to be a hidden message in what they were really saying, and I was wrecking my brain trying to figure it out. I wasn’t really paying attention in class so I hoped the girls took good notes, and figured I could just blow past the assignments in the classes we didn’t share. The final bell blew finally and I got my stuff and met everyone outside to say goodbye, and walked with Matt to soccer practice.

“So how was it having sex with your two best friends?” Matt blurted out.

“Its weird, when I didn’t know it was them, it was great, but when I found out it was I was shocked, and it only bothered me for a little while. Why, you thinking about going after them now?”

“What? No! Me and Brittany are still doing our “on a break, off a break” thing, its complicated.

“Yeah, I don’t know what to make of this whole situation.”

“Just go with it dude, ride it out for as long as it lasts, and don’t let it get ugly.”

“Right, were still friends, so that comes before anything, I think we can handle it.”

“I hope so, because I don’t like you that way dude!”

I pushed him and he laughed it off as we got to the field. We changed and went through all the drills, which for some reason I was doing a tick faster than usual. In our scrimmage I was much more agile and aggressive and even scored a few circus goals, everyone seemed to notice the change in my play, even the coach, and I got lots of praise over it.

“Whoa Chris man what’s gotten into you?” Matt asked.

“I don’t know, its like I’m energized all of a sudden.”

“You got rid of all those pent up hormones is what happened.”

“I guess so, well I hope it lasts through the season.”

I chuckled to myself wondering which sex act was the cause for my sudden energy, my sister or the threesome with Terra and Stacey. Either way it didn’t look like I would find out because it was obvious they all wanted to continue what we were doing. Once soccer practice was over I said bye to Matt as he went to pick up his parents and got in my car and headed home. When I got in mom and dad were sitting at the table talking and reading something in the paper.

Dad looked up from the paper when he saw me. “So you got any plans today kiddo?”

“Going over to Stacey’s with Terra to do homework, I’ll probably eat there too.”

“I sometimes worry about those girls, I kinda think they’re, you know, lesbians,” mom said.

“Mom they’re not lesbians, you’ve known them all your life, you know that’s not true.”

“Well I’ve never seen them date or anything, they’re always with you or Matt, unless you all…”

“No mom, were not dating each other, were just friends,” I said downing orange juice.

“That wouldn’t be such a bad idea though, you all already know each other so well,” dad said.

“Yeah, well I’m gonna grab a shower and then head out, I’ll be back later.”

I went upstairs to my room, grabbed a towel and jumped in the shower. That last conversation with mom and dad really got me thinking. Why did the thought of dating never cross any of our minds? How would that even play out now that I’d had sex with both of them? I’ll just take Matt’s advice for now and go with it, and whatever happens happens. I got out of the shower and made my way back to my room. I dressed in some blue jean shorts and a white tee and converse and headed back out the door. I got in my car and drove off just as I got a text from Terra saying they were waiting on me, I told them I’d be there in a little while and put my phone in my pocket. When I got there Stacey’s mom greeted me at the door as usual and pointed me to the kitchen where the girls were sitting at the table doing homework. I ran in and got caught up on the classes we all had together, and thankfully, they did take good notes. When I got to the last assignment, math, I could hear giggling between them, but just like with Sarah, every time I looked up, nothing. As I was trying to figure out a problem I felt a foot creep up my left leg. I jumped, and they both giggled, but I couldn’t tell whose foot it was. Then all of a sudden I felt another foot on my other leg, and more giggling. Both feet made their way up my leg and were rubbing around on my crotch like they were trying to undo my pants. They both looked up from their books and smiled at me then went back to reading, and assaulting me with their feet. I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish under these circumstances, so I did what every kid who hated math did, looked up the answers in the back of the book. As I finished pretty much cheating on the rest of my homework, I don’t know how, but somehow they got my pants to unbutton and were working on getting them down with their feet, all the while still giggling. It seemed they were about to do just that when Stacey’s mom walked back in and they yanked their feet off my lap.

“Hey kid’s hows it going?”

“Fine mom, were pretty much done, it was pretty easy tonight,” Stacey said.

“Ok, I ordered pizza for us, sausage and pepperoni, it should be here in a little while. Oh wow Chris honey are you ok? You look a little flushed.”

“Yeah Chris, you look a little, undone,” Terra joked as they stifled a laugh.

“I’m fine, just still a little wound up from soccer practice is all,” I said shooting them a stare.

“Ok, I rented a couple movies to watch while we ate, so hurry up and finish.”

When she left I buttoned my pants up and was greeted by more giggles and some lustful looks I’d only seen in pornos. I knew they would definitely try to do something. I packed my stuff back in my bookbag and looked up to see Stacey turn the a/c up higher, I don’t know why but after their little stunt I was feeling a little warm so I didn’t mind. The doorbell rang as we were setting up the living room to eat and we knew it was the pizza guy, so while Stacey’s mom got the pizza, Terra grabbed the pop from the fridge, Stacey got blankets and pillows, and I picked the first movie to watch, which was Hancock. We sat everything up and was eating and starting the movie in no time, Terra and I on the couch, and Stacey and her mom on the loveseat.

“So whats this movie about?” Stacey’s mom said after swallowing a bite of pizza.

“Will Smith is a drunk superhero type guy,” Stacey said through a mouthful of pizza.

“He is one sexy chocolate man, the things I would do to him if I had…”

“Mom! Could you please not be gross in front of us?” Stacey joked.

“What? I’m just saying. I know you girls run around here thinking like that all the time.”

“Us? No were good girls. We don’t like things like that,” Terra said in a baby voice.

“Sure you don’t. What about you Chris, you have a girlfriend yet?”

“Uhh nope not yet, I guess I’m still looking,” I said glancing at Terra and Stacey.

“Don’t wait too long or all the good ones will get taken, then you’ll end up having to date someone like Stacey over here who belches all the time,” she laughed.

“What? I do not belch mom! I think you have me confused with the Terrable tummy,” Stacey giggled.

“Ha-ha very funny. Chris wouldn’t mind if I belched, would you Chris?” Terra asked.

“I don’t know, it depends on what you ate,” I said cracking a smile.

Everyone burst out laughing, some with food still in our mouth sending little pieces flying, but we didn’t care, we were having a good time, like we always did, no matter whose house we were at. We finished eating and sat back and watched the movie. Halfway through I noticed it got really chilly in the room and reached for the blanket Stacey brought down.

“Hey don’t hog all the blanket!” Terra said pulling some of it over her.

“Hey guys bring that over here, its freezing in here,” Stacey’s mom said.

“You have to come over here, the couch is bigger,” I said without thinking.

“Nope I’ll just go get my own,” she said pausing the movie and bouncing upstairs.

When she left Stacey came and sat on the other side of me crawling under the blanket and they both smiled at me, now I know why she cut the a/c up so high. Stacey’s mom came back and saw us all bunched under the blanket and laid down on the loveseat and unpaused the movie. About five minutes after we started watching the movie again Stacey grabbed my hand and placed it directly on her breast and made me squeeze it. I looked at her in shock but she just continued to watch the movie. She encouraged me to fondle her breast by moving it around and rubbing it, then worked my hand under her shirt to cup her bare breast. She bit her lip as I squeezed her nipple between my fingers and I could hear a tiny moan get out, but nothing too big to alert anyone. Just then I felt another hand glide across my chest and down into my pants, grabbing hold of my cock, I could tell that the hand came from the right of me and it had to be Terra. She started stroking me slowly, rubbing the precum into the skin. I was hard in no time, her hand was so warm on my cock and Stacey’s breast was so full and warm and her nipple was so hard I was…

“So that lady is just like him too? I thought he was the only one,” Stacey’s mom shouted.

I was instantly snapped from my thoughts and jerked my hand off of Stacey’s tit in surprise. I know Terra could feel my cock soften a little at the shock of the situation, but she never let it go.

“Yeah, she and him are the last ones, he didn’t know either,” Stacey said taking hold of my hand again and putting it back on her bare tit, and turned at me and winked.

“You like that don’t you Chris?” Terra whispered in my ear as she stroked me faster.

I turned my head and looked at her, and she just looked back and licked her lips and smiled. I didn’t know what to do, I was trapped in between two girls touching me and encouraging me to touch them. Stacey’s mom was watching the movie intently, not even bothering to look our way since she never had a reason to be suspicious of us, she really likes Will Smith. As the movie progressed they had pulled back on all sexual touching and moved closer to me and they each hooked their arms in mine under the blanket. It was fine for a while and I thought they would finish the movie like this, but they had other plans. Stacey now dropped her hand inside my pants and stroked my cock back to life, and Terra took hold of my hand and moved it inside her panties and over her pussy. She let out a breath of relief as my hand moved over her wet lips and she bit her lip to stifle a moan. She moved my hand faster along her folds when my middle finger slipped into her, and she let out a moan I thought was a little loud, but Stacey’s mom was so engrossed in the movie she didn’t even look up. I shot her a warning glance and she pretended like she didn’t see me, but kept my finger working in and out of her. Since the movie was ending Stacey took her hand off my cock and Terra moved my hand out of her pants, but they still continued to rub me until the credits came on and Stacey’s mom stopped the movie.

“That was good! He’s even sexy playing a drunk.”

“He’s ok, but hes no Chris Matthews,” I joked and was hit by a barrage of pillows.

“Oh please, you wish you had his looks,” Stacey chimed in.

“Don’t listen to her Chris, I think you look handsome. What’s the next movie?” Stacey’s mom asked.

“Umm, ParanORMAL ACTIVITY,” Terra said yelling over the phone ringing.

“Ok put it on and I’ll be back in a minute,” she said.

Terra put the movie in while Stacey and I threw the pizza boxes and pop cans away, and caught a second of her mom’s conversation, which didn’t sound like it was going well. We went back to the living room and got back under the blanket, and Stacey’s mom came back in with a look that told us she had just gotten some bad news.

“I’m sorry guys, I just got called into work, one of the other nurses is sick.”

“Oh, really mom? That sucks. Why do they always call you in?”

“I don’t know, but it’ll only be for four, maybe five hours. Sorry I gotta leave guys.”

“Its ok, we’ll watch something else so we can all watch this together,” Terra said.

They all went upstairs at the same time leaving me sitting on the couch. Usually I would have went upstairs with them but I had to use the bathroom from drinking all that pop. I went back to the living room and looked through the movie collection for something else to watch when the girls came downstairs holding “The Notebook,” hell no I was not watching that.

“No! Pick another movie, I am not watching that again!”

“Come on, don’t be a pussy, you know you really like it,” Stacey laughed.

“No I don’t, I can’t sit through that again!”

Stacey’s mom came down the stairs in her nurse uniform pinning an earring to her ear and trying not to drop her purse. “Ok guys I’m off, I’ll see you later. What are you going to watch?”

Terra held up the movie case and Stacey’s mom gave me that sympathetic look. “Ooh, sorry Chris, two girls, one guy, you never had a chance. Be good, and don’t stay up too late.”

They put the movie in as we heard the car pull out of the driveway and take off down the street. I slumped in my seat not looking forward to another sitting of this horrible choice for a movie when I got a major shock. A picture of a naked woman with a cock in her mouth popped on the screen, and the girls giggled on either side of me and pushed play.

“Where did you guys get a porno?” I asked, my spirits suddenly lifted.

“I found my mom’s collection, she has all kinds of stuff,” Stacey said.

The first scene popped on the screen and there was two girls kissing on a bed, almost immediately I was hard. Terra noticed and rubbed her hand over my pants and kissed me over and over on my cheek.

“I think he likes that Stacey, you like those two girls all over each other don’t you?”

I nodded but didn’t take my eyes off the screen. I could hear them giggling and felt them running their hands over my cock and chest. Terra got up and sat in my lap sideways and kissed me, getting my lips all wet from her tongue running over it. I pulled her into me and kissed her back with the same intensity she kissed me, running my hands over her back, that is, until she got up, went over to Stacey and did the same thing. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was, what happened at the party could have been a one time thing, since they knew no one would know who they were, and I wasn’t sure what to expect. The porno was now in full swing with a girl riding the guy and the other girl licking the guys balls, ironic that it was two of them and one of me. They looked at the screen while they were kissing and it seemed to intensify them a little.

“Ooh god I’m so horny! I’m getting so wet,” Stacey said in between kisses.

“Mmmmm me too, I already soaked my panties,” Terra said grinding Stacey’s waist.

I listened to the moans from the movie and watched them kiss and rub all over each other and started rubbing my cock through my pants. The movie was almost nonexistent at this point and I was watching them intently as they sucked each others tongues and fondled each other. They knew I was watching them and it seemed to spur them on having someone look at them in their most intimate of settings. All of a sudden their kiss gets deeper and Terra starts grinding Stacey harder to the point of dry humping and by now my hand is in my pants stroking the full length of my cock. All of a sudden Terra hops up off of Stacey and grabs me by the hand as Stacey goes into the kitchen.

“Come on, lets go to the bedroom,” Terra said pulling me by the arm.

We flew up the stairs and into Stacey’s room, and Terra pulled a chair in front of the bed and had me sit down in it. A second later Stacey came in the room carrying whip cream, bananas, and chocolate syrup.

“Those rumors at school about us being lesbians, well they’re only half-true,” Stacey said as she crawled on the bed and lay down on her back.

“You just sit here, relax, and enjoy the show,” Terra said as she crawled over Stacey and kissed her.

I sat in the chair, eyes glued to them as they slowly stripped each other down to their bra and panties and explored each others bodies with their hands. Stacey reached around Terra’s back and unhooked her bra, letting her firm tits bounce free and then unhooked her own bra and lay back down still kissing each other and moaning into each others mouth. Terra ran her hands over Stacey’s breasts, down her waist, and to her panties which she began to slowly pull down her legs and off her feet, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of hair cut into a small triangle. She sat up and threw the panties at me and grabbed a banana and peeled it while crawling back up Stacey’s body. She trailed it up her stomach and circled it around her left breast before putting it in her mouth like a dildo and fed it to her. I was sitting in the chair enjoying the show while rubbing my cock through my shorts as I watched Stacey take small bite after small bite from the banana. Terra put the rest of the banana down and grabbed the chocolate syrup and leaned over Stacey’s body. She squeezed some on her belly button and in a circle on both of her tits and on the nipples. She scooted back so she hovered over her belly button and leaned down slowly licking the chocolate off her.

“Mmmm yeah baby, lick it all up,” Stacey moaned in bliss.

Once she cleaned her belly button Terra made her way up her body to her left breast and began running her tongue in circles over the chocolate licking it up and sucked her chocolate covered nipple into her mouth. Stacey held her head in place and pushed her chest up trying to shove her tit into Terra’s mouth.

“Oh yeah baby, suck it clean. Suck my nipple. Do the other one.”

Terra shifted over to the other one and did the same thing to the right breast that she did to the left, and Stacey pulled her down even harder trying to get her to swallow her breast. Terra brought her hand up to the other breast and played with her nipple as she licked the chocolate off her, then she sucked her fingers into her mouth and eased them down Stacey’s body down to her pussy, and slid two fingers in.

“Yes baby, fuck my pussy with your fingers, get it all nice and wet.”

“Mmmm you’re already wet,” Terra said as she removed her fingers and sucked them clean. “But I can always open you up more,” she followed as she shoved three fingers back into her pussy.

“Fuck yes Terra, stretch me open, fuck me till I cum all over your fingers.”

They kissed passionately swapping each others spit and chocolate on their tongues as Terra continued to shove her fingers in and out of Stacey’s pussy. She twisted her nipple and finger fucked her faster and faster until Stacey stopped moving and stared up at the ceiling with her mouth froze open, but words unable to come out. She clamped her legs closed around Terra’s fingers and wrapped her arms around her and stayed like that for a minute until she regained control of her body. She smiled seductively at Terra and rolled her over so she was under her and pushed her lips back against hers. By now my shorts are off and I’m openly rubbing my cock in front of them, but they are so concentrated on each other I don’t even think they notice. Stacey grabbed the rest of the banana and fed it to her just as Terra did, though Stacey frequently took bites and fed them to her with her mouth. They giggled and kissed each other, feeling each others bodies and rubbing their pussies into each other as Stacey continued to feed her the banana until it was gone. They kissed again and Stacey worked her way down to her breast and wasted no time sucking it into her mouth.

“Ooooooooooohh yes baby you know how sensitive my nipples are!”

“I know how sensitive everything is on you,” Stacey grinned.

“And that’s exactly why I love you so much,” Terra whispered seductively.

She slid over to suck on Terra’s right nipple and pinched the left one between her fingers, and she let out a little shriek as her mouth closed over her nipple. She reached down with her free hand and rubbed her pussy through her panties and Terra let a loud moan escape her lips before Stacey covered her mouth with hers. Terra humped her hand feverishly causing her to soak through her panties, which Stacey took as a sign she was ready. She sat back and grabbed her panties at the waistline and pulled them off her revealing a cleanly shaved pussy, and threw them behind her in my direction, and they just happened to land right on my face. I breathed in and let the strong pungent smell of Terra’s sex fill my nostrils before I let them drop in my lap and continued to watch the sex scene unfold in front of me while still stroking my cock and trying not to cum. Stacey grabbed the whip cream and squeezed some in a trail from the toes on Terra’s left foot, up her thigh, a big squirt on her pussy, down her other thigh and the toes on her other foot. She picked her left leg up and sucked her toes into her mouth making Terra giggle and made her way up her thigh. She licked her thigh clean of whip cream and made her way around her pussy and over to her other thigh, which drew a sad look of disappointment and a whimper from Terra.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m not finished yet,” Stacey said and made her way to Terra’s other foot.

She sucked her toes clean making Terra laugh again and bite her finger in anticipation, and licked the whip cream off her right thigh on her way up her leg leaving it glistening with her saliva. When she got back to her whip cream covered pussy she lay down on her stomach and teased her by licking it off without touching her pussy, but when Terra started to whimper again she dropped her face right into it and began to lick her clean of the remaining whip cream as well as her pussy juice.

“Oh yes baby yes! Eat my pussy! Lick it clean!” Terra moaned.

Stacey moaned in acknowledgment and licked the remaining whip cream off of her and was slurping up her juice and shoving her tongue in her as far as it would go. Terra held her head in place with her hand as Stacey hooked her thighs in her arms and lifted her off the bed a little, pushing her pussy more into her face. The smile on Terra’s face was a look of pleasure as she lay back and let Stacey eat her out for all she was worth. I couldn’t tell if Stacey enjoyed eating her out more or if Terra liked being eaten out more, either way they were both really into it. When Stacey locked her lips around her clit and worked two fingers in and out of her, I knew it would be a matter of time before she came, and I was right. A little while, and a lot of sucking and fingering later, Terra grabbed onto the sheets and ground her pussy in Stacey’s face and trying to control her breathing, giving in to her orgasm.

“Uhh, uhh, I’m cumming! Uhh Uhh! Oh my god,” she whispered trying to talk.

She didn’t squirt, but I could see a little juice ease out of her and Stacey was waiting for it as she quickly licked it all up until it was all gone. When she stopped coming Stacey slid up her body and they embraced again in another passionate kiss rubbing their b cup tits together and grinding their pussies into each other. This was the first time I really got a good look at their bodies, and what a time to finally get to see them as flawless as they were pleasing each other. They stopped kissing and looked over in my direction and smiled, noticing I was completely naked except for my shirt.

“Did you enjoy the show Chris?” Stacey asked grinning.

“What do you think?” I said clutching my cock, still amazed at what I just witnessed.

“Then don’t just sit there, bring that cock over here and do us!” Terra said as she winked at me and rolled Stacey on her back and buried her face in her pussy, arching her ass out at me.

I stood up and removed my shirt, and made my way to the bed right behind Terra. I positioned my cock at her pussy and rubbed it along her folds to get it wet and pushed. I missed the first couple times and made it seem as if I was still trying to lubricate my cock to go in easier, and then I finally got it in the right spot and pushed my cock deep into her pussy.

“Uuuuuuuugh fuck Chris, that felt so good, now fuck me!” Terra said leaning up from Stacey’s pussy.

I let out my own groan of relief and then grabbed her hips and guided her back onto my cock slowly as she ate Stacey’s pussy. She moaned as I gradually picked up speed and even began to meet me halfway as I thrust into her, making her ass clap against my skin. I looked down at Stacey who had her eyes closed and was pulling on her nipples as Terra ate her out.

“Yes Terra eat that pussy! Eat me while Chris fucks you with his huge cock!”

“Mm-hmm, mmmmm-mmm,” was all Terra said since she didn’t stop licking her.

“God your pussy feels so good, I can’t believe I’m fucking you guys again!” I moaned.

I watched Stacey crack a smile and Terra winked at me over her shoulder. I decided to test my stamina and pick up speed driving in and out of Terra. Her pussy was so tight it felt like it was trying to keep me from pulling out, but she was so wet that made it easier to fuck her. I could feel my balls slapping into her clit as I pounded away at her pussy forcing her to bring her face out of Stacey’s crotch.

“That’s it Chris, fuck me! Wow you learn fast, fuck my pussy!”

I kept fucking her at that pace until I felt I was about to cum, then I slowed down until I felt safe again and pulled out of her. Almost on instinct they both got up and let me lay down on the bed and Terra got between my legs and sucked my cock into her mouth while Stacey hovered over my face.

“I’ve been waiting to feel that tongue on my pussy again,” she said as she sat on my face.

I could feel Terra fitting as much of my cock into her throat as she could as I relished in the fact that we were in this exact same position yesterday, though I didn’t know it was them, but knowing now makes it that much better. My tongue instantly went between Stacey’s swollen lips licking up her sex that was left behind by Terra. I stabbed my tongue into her pussy and flicked at anything I was able to reach, having a bit of a long tongue with a lot of mobility I wasn’t surprised that I clipped something that made her flinch around on my face.

“Fuck, that was so good! Do that again!” Stacey moaned above me.

“Do what again? Oh you mean this?”

I did as she asked and flicked my tongue around inside her, catching whatever it was again that I caught before causing her to shiver and ride my tongue. Terra was still busy sucking my cock into the back of her throat when Stacey slid off my face and down towards my cock, taking it out of Terra’s mouth and positioning it under her pussy. I didn’t get to fuck her yesterday so I didn’t know what to expect, and she must have been thinking the same thing since she wasted no time and sat down on my cock.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! God Chris, you’re fucking huge!”

“And you’re so tight, I feels like you’re squeezing me!”

“Just lay back and let me do all the work,” she said as she slowly pulled up off my cock.

She kept pulling up until just the head was left in, then she sat back down. She did this over and over until she was literally bouncing on my cock, at one point she was completely off the bed. I felt Terra licking my balls as Stacey moaned louder and louder and pushed against my chest for leverage as she rode me. I put my hands on Stacey’s ass to guide her as Terra came around to kiss me, which I eagerly kissed back not caring that she just had my cock and balls in her mouth. I fixed my eyes to watch Stacey’s tits bounce up and down as she continued her assault on my cock.

“Your cock feels so fucking good in me, we should have done this a long time ago,” she moaned.

“If I had known you two were like this I probably would have tried to,” I said.

She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she bounced on me and then stopped moving and let out a loud, sexy moan which let me know she was cumming. Terra leaned up over me to suck on Stacey’s tits as she slowed down to a slow grind on me until she rode out her orgasm. When she finally opened her eyes again she smiled down at me and slowly got up and off me and laid down next to me. Terra pulled me up off the bed and kissed me as she lay down where I was, pulling me with her. I took the hint and pushed my cock back into her making her wrap her arms around me and bite into my shoulder. I started fucking her as fast as I could, knowing I wouldn’t last much longer anyway.

“That’s it Chris, fuck me hard! Fuck my little pussy with your big hard cock!”

I buried my face in her neck and kissed and sucked it, no doubt leaving a small hickey as I pounded her pussy for all I was worth. Stacey got behind me and helped me thrust into Terra and rubbed my balls at the same time. With Terra’s pussy tightening on me and her labored breathing I knew she was cumming under me and made my thrusts longer pulling out to the head and thrusting back in to maximize her orgasm, all those days of watching porn finally paid off. I fucked her a little while longer and tried to hold off cumming, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to this time.

“Oh god Terra, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned through gritted teeth.

“Cum on us, pull out and cum on our tits,” she moaned under me.

Stacey got back next to her and I pulled out and jacked my cock off over them until I grunted and let loose stream after stream of cum that landed all over both of their tits. When I finally emptied out there was no room on the bed to lay next to them, so I collapsed at the foot of the bed.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” I said catching my breath.

“Well believe it, and I want it to happen again, and again, and again,” Terra said.

“So how about it Chris, you wanna be our new sex buddy?” Stacey asked.

“You think I’m gonna be stupid enough to turn that down?”

Terra sat up on her elbows and grinned at me. “I knew you wouldn’t, but you can’t tell anybody about this, well except Matt. We have to act like everything is completely normal between us.”

“Well Sarah already knows, but you know she won’t say anything.”

“How did she find out? No its ok we know she won’t say anything. Maybe we should bring her in on the action too,” Stacey joked.

I tensed up when they said that. “No don’t do that, besides you know she’d never go for it.”

“Were just messing with you, you know we wouldn’t do that,” Terra said as she crawled over me and kissed me.

We scooted around on the bed kissing and rolling our tongues against each others until she broke the kiss and crawled over to Stacey and kissed her. I was about to go join them when I saw the clock read 10:45 and realized I should leave before Stacey’s mom gets back. I found my stuff and got dressed, but they didn’t seem to move at all, I guess they didn’t notice what time it was.

“Ok guys I gotta be getting home, shouldn’t you guys be leaving or getting dressed or something?”

“No were gonna stay here and play some more,” Stacey said as she poked out from under Terra. “Bye Chrrrrrriiiis!” Terra said as they began to roll around on the bed kissing and touching each other.

I looked at the scene about to unfold in front of me and knew it would be worth the watch, but I couldn’t stay, I didn’t want to be caught here when Stacey’s mom came back. I forced myself to leave and slowly headed out the door and down the stairs listening to the moans and giggles all the way down. It took all my will power not to go back upstairs, but I grabbed my bag and finally made it outside, got in my car and drove away. On the way home I relived everything that happened in my head over and over, still in shock that it happened, but excited that it’ll happen more and more in the near future. I finally made it home and walked up to the front door. I don’t know why, maybe my adrenaline wore off or something because as soon as I put the key in and turned the doorknob I felt completely exhausted. Sarah, mom, and dad were all sitting on the couch watching tv when I walked in.

“Hey kiddo, have a good time,” dad asked.

“Yeah you know us, we always end up having fun some kind of way,” I said nonchalantly.

“Hmm I wonder what kind of fun,” Sarah said smirking.

“The good kind,” I retaliated. “I’m kinda tired, I’m gonna take a shower and hit the sack.”

“Ok honey, goodnight, and don’t use up all the hot water,” mom said.

Sarah shot me an “I don’t believe you” look as I went upstairs and dropped my bag in the corner of the room, stripped and grabbed my towel and headed to the shower. I was soaping my hair when I heard the bathroom door open and close and watched as Sarah poked her head into the shower.

“What are you doing? Mom and dad could come up here any minute!”

“They’re not going anywhere, Law and Order is on. You had sex didn’t you?”

I didn’t say anything, and she took my silence as a confession.

“That’s not fair! You told me to wait until tomorrow but you went and had sex with them today? “

“I didn’t know it was gonna happen, Stacey’s mom was there, then she left, then it, you know.”

“I’m just teasing you, I knew that was probably going to happen, sucks I had to wait though.”

“Yeah, right, it sucks, now get outta here before mom or dad sees you!”

“Fine, I’ll go, but tomorrow you’re not leaving until you fuck me, got it?”

I nodded and she smiled as she eyed my cock and bit her lip, then finally made her way out of the bathroom. I finished up soon after and got out and dried off, making sure I was completely dry before I headed into the cold hallway. I peeked in mom and dad’s room and said goodnight and did the same for Sarah, who flashed me and smiled and said goodnight in a little girl voice. I started to go in but with mom and dad in the house I wasn’t willing to take that risk, so I retreated to my room. I looked for a pair of boxers to sleep in but they were all dirty, so I thought what the heck and got in bed in my birthday suit. It felt different, but a good kind of different as I instantly relaxed and curled up in my blanket with thoughts of Sarah, Stacey, and Terra as I slowly drifted off into a comfortable sleep. I was having some hot and heavy dreams when I was woke up around 3:00 to the sound of my door quietly opening and closing, followed by feet walking towards me on the carpet, then a pause, and finally the covers being lifted as my bed sinks under the weight of another body.

“Sarah, is that you? What are you doing in here?”

“You said tomorrow, well its officially tomorrow,” she whispered as she climbed on top of me.

“We can’t do this now, mom and dad could hear us!”

“I’ll be quiet I promise. Let me just ride you for a little bit and I’ll leave I swear.”

“I don’t have any more condoms on me.”

“I don’t care, I’ll pull you out of me, just let me fuck you,” she said as she lay on my chest, grabbed my cock and slid it into her. “Uuuuuuuuuuuugggh, god yes! Just relax and let me take care of you.”

I wrapped my arms around her back as she slid up and down my cock, grinding into me as she squeezed her arms around my neck. She worked her ass on me and brought her lips to mine while we fucked for the third time in the last 48 hours. She broke the kiss and buried her face in my neck when I grabbed her ass and helped her fuck me, moaning my name every time I thrust into her.

“Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris! Chris!”

Our movements were getting faster making the bed start to creak, and I was getting nervous that our parents could hear, but Sarah made no indication she wanted to stop.”

“Sarah, the beds getting too loud, we have to sto…”

“No! Ugh, not yet, just ugh, put a blanket on the floor, ugh, but don’t stop fucking me!”

I knew the layout of my room so well I didn’t need to turn the light on to know where everything was. I stood up with my cock still inside her and pulled the blanket to the floor, then I laid her down on top of it and went back to fucking her, letting the carpet absorb the sound. She wrapped her arms around my back and her legs around my waist and pulled me into her meeting my thrusts with hers.

“Oh god Chris, I love you so much, I won’t ever stop fucking you, oh god, I love you!”

“I love you too Sarah, believe me now that I started I can’t stop fucking you either!”

She pulled me down to kiss her and stuck her tongue in my mouth wrestling with mine. Our sweat covered bodies stuck together as I forced my cock into her all the way to the hilt over and over.

“Oh Chris, keep doing that! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”

I went a little faster but still kept with the long strokes when I immediately noticed her pussy tightening around me and she went from moaning quietly to breathing heavily.

“I’m cumming Chris! I’m cumming for you! Your little sister is cumming for you big brother!”

I watched her face trying to look at her in the dark as she came, if there was ever any reason for me wanting to cut the light on it was now so I could see her as she came around my cock. I kept fucking her through her orgasm letting her words echo in my head. That was the first time out relationship status ever came up during sex and I’ll admit it got me excited to actually sink in that I was really fucking my sister, my blood related sister. Her words spurred me on so much that no more than five minutes after she came I felt myself getting ready to blow.

“Sarah I’m getting close, I’m gonna cum!”

She pushed on my chest with her hands pushing me on my back and took my cock in her mouth. It wasn’t as tight as her pussy but her tongue running over the bottom of my cock more than made up for it. I felt my orgasm building with each passing second as she sucked on my cock sliding it sown her throat like her life depended on it.

“Sarah you better move or you’re gonna get a mouth full of cum,” I whispered.

She kept her pace sucking and sucking and sucking until I released a torrent of cum into her mouth. Squirt after squirt went down her throat as I felt her swallow everything I shot out, I don’t know if she swallowed it all but at that point I was too dazed to notice. She climbed up my body and lay her head next to my shoulder and gently stroked my chest.

“I don’t think sex with Johnny will ever be the same again.”

“I can’t believe we just did that with mom and dad across the hall, but I’m glad we did.”

“Good, because there will be plenty more times for them to catch us in the future.”

“Yeah but not now, you better get back to your room before one of them comes out.”

“Yeah you’re right,” she said as she put back on whatever she took off when she came in. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said as I kissed her and watched her sneak out of my room and close the door.

I lay there thinking how fast my life has changed in such a quick span. I finally came to terms with the fact that I now have sex with both my friends and my little sister, and a smile crept on my face. I climbed into bed and covered myself with my blanket and fell asleep for the second time that night thinking about my new life, this is who I am now, and I think I’m gonna enjoy it.

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