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Yoshiko finally gets revenge on her bully, Kat, fucking the girl hard.

Haunted by the Futa Ghost
Chapter Nine: Futanari Fucks Her Bully
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

“Will this work?” my Ōjo-sama asked, hugging me from behind. Her damp hair brushed my neck. She still wore it loose after our bath.

Our love-making.

“I do not know, Mitsuko-hime,” I whispered. “But I have to try. Tonight is the half-moon. The transition.” It was the last half-moon of Summer. The next would fall on the Autumn Equinox, and that night I had to perform the Kagura and help Kanshu-no-Kami keep the yokai imprisoned beneath the shrine.

And not long after that, Mitsuko-hime would leave her father’s castle to travel to the home of her new husband. This was my last chance to change, to become futanari and claim my Ōjo-sama as my princess and wife.

“Be safe, Sayuri-chan,” she whispered, “as you walk through the cursed woods.”</em

Aokigahara, the cursed woods. A haunt of onryō and lesser yokai. Where hitodama danced beneath the moonlight. A place of death beneath the strangling trees.

But it was also a place of power, a place of transition. Life and death touched there. It was a sympathetic likeness to the transition I would beckon. I took a deep breath, grasping my gohei, the twin shide fluttering as I shifted. I wore my miko vestments, my red hakama and white haori. Bells tinkled with my every movement.

“I will return transformed, Ōjo-sama. I will come back to claim my wife.”

“Sayuri-chan,” she whispered, lips kissing the back of my neck. “I love you.”

With her love wreathing me, I walked north. Above the trees, Mount Fuji loomed, a perfect cone. And on the slopes of that mountain lay the woods. The boundary wasn’t far. I just had to follow the woodcutters paths until they ended.

Only the foolish and the desperate entered Aokigahara.

And I was both.

The sun sank as I walked the trail, gripping my gohei tightly. Yesterday, I had ventured down this very path. I knew where I was going. There was a small clearing just inside the dread woods, a place where the sky could be seen surrounded by the skeletal trees and tripping branches.

As the sun set, I crossed the boundary. It was invisible, and yet I felt the chill. The sounds of birds and cicadas died. Only trees lived in the demon woods. Nothing else. They had choked all the life away. Not even brush grew. The ground was dead leaves crushed into dirt.

I reached the grove as twilight fell. I stood in it, staring up at the small circle of stars. I was in a well of trees, trapped at the bottom. The woods grew darker and darker around me, the trees moving, rustling like there was a breeze.

Branches swayed, reaching. They knew I lived, and they hated it.

And then the moon appeared, half white, half dark. Half male, half female.

I raised my gohei. My bells jingled as I danced the first step of the Kagura, bringing my sandaled foot down hard on the packed dirt. I spun, black hair flying, bells twinkling louder as I swung my gohei. The twin shide rustled as they snapped in its wake. I spun them above my head, turning, pouring out all my thoughts to Hangetsu.

The Kami of futanari.

“Please,” I cried out. “Please, make me futanari! I need the union of the male and the female. For love!”

The moon blazed black and white. Shadow and brilliance fell upon me. Hangetsu answered.

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500 years later…

Yoshiko’s cheeks burned as she faced her bully in the entrance hall of Redwood Academy, the private high school both girls attended.

The busty, half-Japanese futanari licked her lips. The last person in the world she wanted to see was Kat Rollins. The punkish girl advanced, a mocking grin on her pouty lips. A spike collar surrounded her neck, giving her an even tougher look. She thought she could get away with anything.

“Well, dyke? Is that why you’re here?”

The word, dyke, sent a surge of anger through Yoshiko. The nineteen-year-old futanari was a lesbian. She had never hidden it. And everyone but Kat Rollins had accepted her lifestyle choice. At every chance Kat had, she called Yoshiko “dyke” like it should be an insult. Like there was anything wrong with being a lesbian.

And then today, Yoshiko had caught Kat being fucked from behind by Ms. Lindon wearing a strap-on. Yoshiko had always suspected her English teacher was gay. She even had a schoolgirl crush on the older woman. And then to see Kat, her bully, gasping, moaning, loving being fucked by a lesbian—by a dyke—had shocked Yoshiko.

And aroused her.

And now it angered her. Kat was a lesbian, too. Or bi. And yet she took every opportunity to pick on Yoshiko. She was even blackmailed by the bully. Last week, she had been caught by Kat masturbating in the locker room after gym class. While the other girls were showering, Yoshiko had been so turned on by their nubile bodies she slipped into the stall to finger herself.

And Kat caught enough on her phone when she came in early for her gym class.

“Pussy got your tongue, dyke?” Kat laughed, enjoying her joke.

…This girl has no honor… Sayuri, the futanari-ghost, whispered to Yoshiko. After having a hot sixty-nine a half-hour ago, swallowing each other’s essence, Yoshiko and the ghost could finally communicate.

Which is why they were at the school. Sayuri hoped to find the ghost of her princess, Mitsuko, here while Yoshiko wanted to find away to turn her friend Lori back into a regular girl since she had a boyfriend, a great guy named Chris.

“I think you want pussy to have your tongue,” Yoshiko snapped, her anger boiling out of her. She narrowed her round, blue eyes. They were Caucasian eyes, spoiling her otherwise pure Japanese features. Along with her huge tits, her eyes came from her dad’s German family. The rest was all from her mother.

“What?” Kat demanded, eyebrows furrowing. Not once had Yoshiko stood up against the bully.

“I saw you getting fucked by Ms. Lindon’s strap-on today,” Yoshiko hissed. “I heard you admit that you record girls showering in the locker room so you can masturbate to them. I know you’re just as much of a dyke as I am!”

Kat reeled back from the accusation.

“That’s how you caught me. You weren’t there because you showed up early for class. You were there because you wanted to lick all our pussies. You’re gay, and yet you pick on me! Why?”

“I’m not gay!” Kat snarled, her fists balling up. “I like boys, not girls!”

“Then why do you let Ms. Lindon fuck you with her strap-on.”

Color burned bright red across Kat’s face. “I’ll kill you, you fucking dyke.”

Yoshiko gasped as Kat’s hand rose up, arm cocked back to throw a punch. Not a slap, but an actual punch. Yoshiko had never been in a fight before. She didn’t know what to do. Her anger vanished as the fear swelled.

And then Kat gasped and fell to her knees on the ground like she tripped. She groaned, falling onto her hands, too. Her head was right before Yoshiko’s crotch. The sudden image of Kat burying her face into Yoshiko’s pussy shot through the futanari’s mind.

Her clit swelled, blossomed. It pressed froward into her panties. Yoshiko groaned, shaking her head as Kat wiggled on the ground. Her jeans were so tight, molding to a heart-shaped ass. No wonder Ms. Lindon fucked her from behind. That ass is gorgeous.

Those thoughts only made her clit grow into a dick faster. It was so tight, so uncomfortable. The tip of her dick throbbed in need. Yoshiko groaned, shuddering. Her pussy clenched at the friction rippling down her cock as it reached its full girth.

She wanted to fuck Kat so hard. To ram her dick into the bully’s cunt like Ms. Lindon had with her strap-on.

“What the fuck?” Kat hissed, shaking her head. “What is wrapped about my legs?”

…I have her… Sayuri whispered into Yoshiko’s thoughts. …I will not let this shameful woman assault you…

“Thanks,” groaned Yoshiko.

“Thanks?” Kat asked, her face snapping up. “What are you…?” Kat’s eyes widened. “Holy shit, you’re like Miyu.”

Yoshiko blinked and then the words Kat said when she first entered the school made sense. “You came here to be fucked by Miyu,” Yoshiko accused. “You saw her on the video that was uploaded. You thought I was here for the same thing?”

Kat’s cheeks flushed. “That’s not why I’m here. And what the fuck is wrapped about my legs?”

“No, you want a taste of girl-dick. You’re a confused bitch. And the idea of a woman having a dick must turn you on. Huh?”

“No. That’s disgusting.” Kat’s face twisted with revulsion. But her eyes gleamed with something.

Lust? Yoshiko decided to find out.

She lifted her gray skirt up her thighs, exposing more and more of her pale-olive flesh. Kat sucked in a breath, her eyes fixing on Yoshiko’s thighs, following up the hem of her skirt like a dog. Kat couldn’t resist.

You are such a dyke. You want me. That’s why you’re such a bitch to me. What are you, in the third grade?

The hem of Yoshiko’s skirt reached her plain, white panties. She had a schoolgirl-fetish, particularly a Japanese one thanks to years of watching Anime, and so she dressed like one as much as possible from her white blouse, to her gray skirt, to the cute panties a schoolgirl would wear.

Only these panties were tented by her thick cock.

“Jesus, you are like Miyu,” groaned Kat. “Is it real? Are you a real dickgirl?”

“A futanari?” grinned Yoshiko. “Pull down my panties and find out. I know you want it.”

“I don’t,” Kat groaned even as she reached out with trembling hands. She hooked Yoshiko’s panties and pulled them down. Not fast, but slowly, working the fabric down inch by inch, rolling it off Yoshiko’s hips and the swell of her ass.

The tip of her cock appeared pressed against her thick, black bush. The hairs curled around the throbbing, pink tip, precum bubbling out the slit. Kat groaned, tugging down the panties farther and farther. She unveiled more and more of Yoshiko’s girl-cock. It leaned outward, no longer fully constrained by the panties, reaching for Kat’s lips.

Then the bully yanked them down the final inches. Her eyes widened as she stared at the dick thrusting from the folds of Yoshiko’s pussy.

“You’re really one of them,” Kat groaned. “Holy shit, I just thought it was perverts on the internet drawing this shit but… You’re a dickgirl.”

“Futanari,” Yoshiko moaned. “And my dick is fully functional.”

“How?” Kat blinked. “You didn’t have this last week.”

“When you barged in on me masturbating so you could get a look at my pussy and masturbate to it?” Yoshiko demanded, heat in her voice.

“Yes,” Kat groaned. And then she leaned froward and licked the tip of Yoshiko’s dick.

A shudder ran through the futanari. The pleasure ran down her dick. Her pussy clenched and her body ached. Kat’s tongue was heaven on Yoshiko’s dick. The bully licked again, her tongue sliding up the crown, reaching the slit, and gathering the precum.

The drop of clear liquid vanished into Kat’s mouth. The girl moaned, hips wiggling, then she opened her mouth wide and sucked on the tip. Her cheeks hollowed at the eager force of her sucking, sending pleasure shooting through Yoshiko.

“Oh, yes,” Yoshiko groaned, savoring her bully’s lips sucking on her cock, pleasuring her. “That’s it. Oh, you are a futanari-slut. A dyke who wants to love my girl-dick.”

Kat only moaned.

…Oh, yes, she is regaining her honor by pleasuring you… purred Sayuri. …And she is rather beautiful, in her own way…

A loud pop of a fastener coming undone echoed along with Kat’s noisy sucks. Yoshiko groaned as she watched Kat’s jeans pull down her hips, exposing a pink thong vanishing between the cheeks of her ass.

Kat sucked harder, her eyes widening. She felt it, too, the ghost’s touch. Yoshiko grabbed the bully’s short hair, holding tight, not letting her pull her mouth away and look. The futanari savored her domination.

“That’s just Sayuri-chan,” smiled Yoshiko. “You just keep sucking my cock and let the ghost play with your pussy.”

Kat shivered and groaned, but she didn’t stop sucking.

…Such strange garments your people have… Sayuri said as Kat’s thong lifted into the air, rising out of her butt-crack. …Isn’t this uncomfortable?…

“Price for looking sexy,” panted Yoshiko, humping her hips, driving more of her dick into Kat’s mouth.

The thong snapped down into Kat’s butt-crack, bringing a grunt from the bully. Then the invisible hands of the futa-ghost pulled the scanty cloth off Kat’s hips. Small, sucking marks appeared red on Kat’s flesh as the ghost kissed and nibbled. They faded to white as the ghost moved lower, the trail disappearing out of Yoshiko’s sight.

Kat shuddered. Yoshiko knew exactly where Sayuri kissed now.

…She has no hair on her pussy… gasped Sayuri-chan. …She’s shaved herself. Oh, wow, Yoshiko-chan, this is amazing…

“Enjoy,” Yoshiko panted.

The futa-ghost’s throaty moans echoed in Yoshiko’s mind while her bully hummed about her dick. Kat clearly enjoyed what the ghost did, her hips rocking back into the invisible spirit. Unseen fingers pressed into Kat’s ass, dimpling her flesh. Her butt-cheeks pulled apart and then slapped back together as Sayuri devoured the bully’s cunt.

The pleasure humming around Yoshiko’s dick made her sway. Kat’s mouth sucked so hard. Such wonderful delight shuddered through Yoshiko. She quivered as she fucked her cock into her bully’s mouth, striking the back of the throat, loving the pressure as she drew her cock back out of the sucking mouth until only the tip remained.

And then driving in to do it all over again.

Kat’s tongue danced about the tip of her dick. The pleasure raced down her dick to her pussy. Her folds dripped with juices. Her hips shivered back and forth. Her entire body writhed as her moans echoed down the hallway.

“Oh, yes, you little dyke, suck my girl-cock. You love it,” Yoshiko panted. “You want to swallow all my cum.”

…I bet she does. She has to regain her honor by drinking all your cum…

“Yes,” Yoshiko groaned. “Keep sucking and—”

Her words choked off into a squeal of delight. Kat’s finger stroked through the folds of Yoshiko’s pussy then slid inside of her. The friction sent pleasure shooting straight to the tip of her dick. She clenched on the invading digits.

And came.

Her girl-jizz boiled out of her dick in a froth. Load after load pumped into Kat’s hungry mouth. She sucked so hard, draining the cum from Yoshiko’s dick, swallowing rapidly. Kat’s finger jammed deep into the futanari’s spasming pussy.

“Kat! You wonderful dyke!” gasped Yoshiko as her entire body shuddered. The pleasure washed through her. “Drink it all down.”

Kat did, moaning, humping her hips.

…She’s cumming… giggled Sayuri. …So much yummy pussy juices…

“Drink it all down,” Yoshiko moaned, not sure who she spoke to. Maybe both of them.

Her body shuddered a final time. Her hands let go of Kat’s hair. The final blast of cum spurted into the bully’s mouth. Yoshiko stumbled back two steps, her cock popping out of Kat’s mouth, and struggled to catch her breath.

“Oh, my god, that was amazing,” Kat moaned. “You came in my mouth! And you’re still hard! Fuck me! Fuck me like Miyu fucked that blonde!”

As Yoshiko nodded her head, a thought flashed through her mind: Where did Miyu go in such a hurry?

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Lori trembled in fear as she stood naked at the edge of the lookout, her gender-swapped, futanari girlfriend with her. Chris had started the day as a boy, became a girl thanks to one ghost, and then a futanari thanks to another by way of Lori’s dick. They were both futanari now, Lori changed by Yoshiko’s fucking her with a futa-cock, and that was a gift from the ghost of Sayuri.

The other ghost was probably Mitsuko, the princess Sayuri loved and who had possessed Miyu.

And now Miyu was here at the lookout where Lori and Chris had been fucking. They had been overcome with lust for each other’s girl-cocks. Lori felt so stupid now. The redhead trembled. She knew that the ghost possessing Miyu wanted to kill Chris.

And we just spent our time fucking. Goddamn futanari hormones!

“What do we do?” she asked Chris as Miyu advanced on them, a strange look on her doll-like, Japanese face. Her glasses reflected the sun, making her eyes appear empty, opaque.

“I don’t know,” Chris answered. “Oh, shit, she killed Phil and now she’s here for me.”

“We have to do something,” Lori gasped, the naked redhead shivering, her girlfriend cum running out of her asshole.

“Right.” Chris swallowed. “I love you, Lori. Get to the car and get out of here.”

“What?” Lori screamed.

But Chris had already sprang forward. Her naked, tanned body was athletic from years of playing basketball and surfing. Her legs were long even changed into a girl. They stretched out before her as she ran at the ghost, blonde hair streaming behind her.

“No, Chris,” Lori gasped, glancing at her mom’s Prius.

The car was still running. She had been so excited when she arrived, realizing that Chris had indeed been turned into a girl, that she had left it on. All she had to do was jump in and drive off. But what about her girlfriend? She couldn’t abandon Chris.

“No,” Lori shouted and bolted after Chris.

“Sayuri-chan,” Miyu shouted, her voice strange, like two different girls spoke at the same moment. The rest of what she screamed was in rapid, incomprehensible Japanese.

Chris reached Miyu. The blonde balled up her fist and punched it like she was a guy still. She put her full weight in it. The fist stopped an inch from Miyu’s face. Chris gasped in shock, her large tits heaving before her.

Then she flew back. Lori screamed as her girlfriend hit the gravel ground and rolled in a cloud of dust. “You bitch, Mitsuko!” She bent down and picked up a large rock, hurling it at the ghost-possessed Miyu. “What’s wrong with you, Mitsuko?”

The rock missed badly. But Miyu’s head snapped around. Then her body turned as a separate, almost disjointed movement. She walked forward, but Lori realized it wasn’t natural. It was like Miyu was a puppet, her strings invisible.

“Sayuri-chan,” the Japanese girl screamed, pointing at Lori’s groin.

At her shrinking girl-dick.

“Oh, shit,” Lori gulped as Miyu didn’t so much as cross the distance between them in a run as blur, a streak of white and gray and olive-beige flesh. In a heartbeat, the possessed Japanese girl stood before the redhead.

“Double shit,” groaned Lori as her shoulders were seized by hard fingers. “Chris!”

The ghost-possessed girl somehow twisted her body and brought Lori down to the ground. She gasped, the gravel biting into her back, her round breasts jiggling. Lori blinked, staring up at the blue sky above.

“Chris, help!”

And then Miyu’s hand grasped Lori’s shrinking, softening girl-dick. It was almost half-way to being a clit again. Her grip was shockingly soft. Lori gasped, pleasure shooting down her dick as the hand stroked her, thumb rubbing across the crown of her cock.

Her pussy clenched. Pleasure shuddered through her body. Nipples hardened along with her girl-cock. The ache built in the depths of her snatch while the tip of her dick throbbed beneath Miyu’s massaging thumb.

“What?” Lori blinked in shock, surprised the ghost wasn’t strangling her, trying to kill her. Is it because I’m a futanari and not a guy? Maybe it’s only guys that piss her off.

“Sayuri-chan,” Miyu cooed in that double voice, speaking with her own and the ghost’s words.

Lori didn’t know what to do. “Chris!”

Her girlfriend lay on her side, her breasts rising and falling, but her eyes were closed, knocked out by the throw. Small abrasions dotted her body from her tumble across the gravel. Chris wouldn’t be any help.

Lori was on her own.

“Yes, yes, Mitsuko…hime.” She almost forgot the honorific. “It’s me. Sayuri-chan.”

Rapid Japanese poured out of Miyu’s mouth, Lori’s cock throbbing harder and harder. The futanari groaned, her hips rising as Miyu stroked it. The pleasure rippled through her body. Her lusts fired hot through her body, making thought difficult.

Damn cock has a mind of its own.

The ghost-possessed Miyu leaned down, her tongue licking at Lori’s pink nipple. The tongue swirled, making her squirm. Her pussy clenched as Miyu sucked, cheeks hollowing. Dark, slanted eyes flicked up at Lori. They glowed with a spectral, blue flame flickering in the black depths of the pupils.

“Oh, yes, Mitsuko-hime,” panted Lori. “That’s right.”

Miyu straddled Lori’s legs. The pleated, gray skirt Miyu wore rose up those creamy thighs as she lowered herself. Her pussy, covered by a thick bush, rubbed on Lori’s bare thigh, wet and juicy, the pubic hair so silky. The heat almost burned. Miyu sucked with horny need on Lori’s nipple.

The redhead groaned, squirmed. Ideas danced in her head. Maybe she won’t try to kill Chris once she enjoys my cock. Maybe that’s all Mitsuko needs to move on or something. One last time with her lover, Sayuri.

It worked like that in ghost stories, not the sex part, but finding closure. It happened a few times on Supernatural, one of Lori’s favorite TV shows. She squirmed, aching to give the ghost what she needed so Miyu could be free and this all could be over.

“Oh, Mitsuko-hime, I missed you so much,” Lori moaned, hoping the ghost spoke English. “I need to be in you. Your sweet pussy. Just like last time. Remember?”

Miyu’s head lifted up, her head twisting in a strange angle, her eyes unblinking. She spoke in Japanese and then licked at Lori’s nipple again. Flutters of pleasure shot through Lori. She groaned, her cock throbbing. Moans spilled from her lips, pleasure building and building.

And then Miyu moved. She slid up Lori’s thigh, dragging silky pubic hair and wet pussy higher. Then Miyu lifted up her hips, throwing her leg out to straddle the redheaded futanari’s waist. The skirt rose up on its own, revealing the dark bush. Miyu, still gripping Lori’s cock, guided it to those silky curls.

“Yes,” Lori moaned, both wanting to give Mitsuko’s ghost peace and eager to satisfy her own desires.

The cock rubbed through the silky pubic hair and hot folds, then found the pussy’s entrance. Miyu moaned in two voices as she slammed her pussy down on Lori’s cock. The hot cunt engulfed her girl-dick. Her hips undulated, her body shuddered.

Pleasure raced through Lori’s body. Her pussy clenched, juices leaking out to trickle down to her butt. The ghost-possessed girl grabbed both of Lori’s tits, squeezing them hard as her hips undulated, sliding her pussy around the futanari’s dick.

“That’s it, Mitsuko-hime,” panted Lori. “Oh, yes, remember how much you loved my cock. You feel so wonderful about me. I miss you. I love you.”

Lori was caught up in her roleplay, wanting to be the ghost of the shrine maiden, to give Mitsuko what she needed. Lori’s hands reached out, pressing beneath Miyu’s blouse and sliding up to find a pair of naked tits, small and firm, nipples hard.

She pinched them.

Miyu’s pussy clenched on Lori’s dick. The Japanese girl tossed back her head, moaning in her duel voices as she worked her hips faster and faster. The friction burned up and down Lori’s dick. She ached and gasped. She squirmed, ignoring the gravel poking her back.

“Yes, yes, ride me! Let’s cum together, Mitsuko-hime! Both of us! Won’t that be wonderful?”

Words spilled out of Miyu’s mouth, beautiful and incomprehensible. Lori pinched and rolled the Japanese girl’s nipples as her strokes grew faster and faster. Her pussy slid up and down Lori’s cock, gripping it hard, sucking at it.

“You want my cum,” gasped Lori. “Yes, yes, take it.”

Her pussy clenched. The pressure built at the tip of her dick, aching to explode out of her. To fill Miyu’s pussy and give the ghost what she needed. Lori gasped and moaned. Her body shuddered, her hips thrusting up into Miyu’s snatch.

Their flesh slapped together. The wet squelch of pussy sliding up and down hard dick made Lori shudder. Her fingers pinched Miyu’s nipples hard. The Japanese girl dug her fingers into Lori’s round breasts. They were both moaning, gasping, coming closer to their climaxes.

“Yes, yes, yes! You’re so hot, Mitsuko-hime! I love your pussy! I’m going to cum in you!” Lori’s body tensed. “God, yes!”

Her cock erupted.

Cum spurted into Miyu’s pussy. Hard, fast pulses shot out of Lori’s dick, rising from the depths of her body. Her pussy spasmed. Waves and pulses of pleasure washed and shot through her body. They reached her mind.

Bliss inundated her. And she loved it.

“Iku!” Miyu gasped in her double-voice, Japanese girl and ghost cumming.

Her pussy spasmed about Lori’s dick. Heat flared. Lori shuddered, her eyes widening as something more than cum was sucked out of her cock by the spasming snatch. She gasped as her girl-dick shrank, not returning to a clit, but vanishing. The energy washed through her body, changing her into…

A girl.

“You made me back into a girl,” Lori gasped as her cock vanished for good, returned to a clit. She could feel the difference. The itch for it to transform into a throbbing dick was gone. Her entire body had felt malleable for a brief second, wanting to change but she was already a girl save for her girl-dick. “What the fuck!”

“Sayuri-chan!” Miyu spat with anger. Superimposed over her face, like a cheap Photoshop effect, was another face. This one was painted white like a Japanese geisha or a noblewoman. But the white ran, exposing pale, bloated, gray flesh. Eyes bulged.

Hands like iron pliers squeezed Lori’s throat. Pain flared. She struggled to breathe as she thrashed, but couldn’t. Two thumbs pressed into her trachea, crushing it down. Panic surged through the redhead as she thrashed, her heart pounding, her lungs screaming for a breath.

Her vision fuzzing.

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Gravel rustled. Ground together. Angry words rang through the air.

Chris opened his eyes. Miyu was on Lori, her hands wrapped about the redhead’s throat. Choking her. The face of Mitsuko, the makeup dripping away to reveal her dead flesh, superimposed over Miyu’s face, translucent and surreal.

“Sayuri-chan!” snarled the ghost through Miyu. “Sayuri-chan!”

Lori’s naked body kicked and thrashed. Her mouth opened, struggling to gasp in breaths, but her breasts didn’t rise. She couldn’t suck in any air. The surge of ice through Chris’s veins banished the groggy pain wreathing her mind.

She had to do something. “Hey! I’m over here, you bitch!”

Chris stood up and raced at Miyu.

Her head snapped around. The ball of dancing, blue light—Miyu called it a hitodama—burst into being and rushed at Chris. It struck her in the chest, throwing her back. She grunted as she hit the ground and rolled against the railing.

Where her jeans lay discarded, having slipped off her too narrow hips when Lori had appeared. Chris had stepped out of them, lost to the lust. Her cell phone was in them. The mad idea to call 911, to get the police up here to save her girlfriend’s life from a ghost, shot through Chris.

She shoved her hand into her jeans pocket, grabbed the first object she felt, and pulled it out.

It wasn’t her cell phone. It was an alabaster hair comb, the ends worked into an ornate design. Chris blinked, and then a memory flashed through her mind. When the ghost had attacked Miyu in the bathroom, sucking on her girl-cock and trying to possess her, Chris had seized the hair comb to pull the spirit off Miyu’s dick. Only it had come off, so Chris shoved it into her pocket.

Chris was about to discarded it when Miyu let out a curdling snarl of anger. A chill ran through Chris.

She looked up to see Miyu rising, her eyes fixed on the hair comb in Chris’s hands. Lori coughed and gasped, able to breathe again. Miyu snarled something in Japanese. The only word Chris caught was “otōsan,” father. In a flash of understanding, Chris realized this was precious to Mitsuko.

She blurred across the space between them. Without thought, Chris threw the hair comb over her shoulder. It sailed past the railing and plunged over the drop, bouncing down the cliff face towards the base of the Sequoia trees that grew below the overlook.

Miyu leaped, sailing over Chris in a jump no normal human girl could have made. Chris had the briefest glimpse up Miyu’s skirt, her pussy dripping with girl-jizz, staining black pubic hair. And then she was gone, falling to the far ground below, screaming out in Japanese.

Chris had no doubts that Miyu would survive and come back up to kill them. The gender-swapped, blonde futanari jumped to her feet, still clutching her jeans, and raced to Lori lying on the ground, rubbing her throat.

“Come on,” Chris shouted. “Get in the car! We have to go!”

Lori staggered up. She looked around, then lunged at her discarded skirt, grabbing her cell phone out of its pocket.

“No time for a fucking call,” Chris shouted, reaching her girlfriend. She hauled Lori to her feet and pushed her towards the open back door and into the rear seat.

Slamming the door, Chris raced around the idling Prius, closing the open back door on the driver side before wrenching open the closed driver door and hoping in. He slammed the Prius into reverse and jammed on the gas.

Gravel sprayed.

Miyu roared.

“Holy shit, she’s floating,” screamed Lori, her voice hoarse. “Drive, drive!”

But Chris was already yanking the wheel around, turning the car to face the exit. She maneuvered the gear shift into drive and slammed on the accelerator. The Prius’s electric engine kicked over into the gas, the car suddenly revving as it tore off, barreling towards the exit.

Lori coughed. In the rearview mirror, Chris could see her playing with her phone. Beyond her, Miyu stared at them. She had landed on the ground and began pinning up her sleek, black hair into a bun, inserting the hair comb. The mask of Mitsuko’s white-painted face appeared a few times.

And then the driveway bent, and she was lost from sight.

Lori raised her phone to her ear, trembling.

“Who you calling?” Chris asked.

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Kat Rollins wiggled her naked ass at Yoshiko. Kat’s pussy lips were spread open by Sayuri’s unseen fingers and her clit wiggled, the ghost playing with the nub. Yoshiko’s dick ached at the sight. She stroked it as she fell to her knees.

…Fuck her hard and accept her apology…

“Yes, I will,” groaned Yoshiko.

“Yes, yes, I’m so sorry for being a cunt! Just fuck me with that glorious girl-cock. And… take off your blouse. Let me see those big tits bounce.”

Yoshiko didn’t want to give her the satisfaction and just thrust her cock into Kat’s depths. The futanari groaned as she sank into Kat’s pussy, filling the bully’s snatch. Wonderful, tight friction burned about Yoshiko’s girl-cock, silky flesh caressing the sensitive tip, making her sway and ache.

It was heavenly. She savored it, holding her dick buried into the depths of Kat’s pussy. The Japanese futanari stroked her hands up and down Kat’s sides, then her fingernails scraped down them, leaving red lines.

Kat shuddered, her pussy clenching. “Please, fuck me! Pound me! I need it.”

“When I’m ready, dyke,” hissed Yoshiko, anger and lust surging through her.

And then the buttons of her blouse popped open one by one. It startled Yoshiko for a moment before bringing a smile to her lips. Her blouse open and the ghost squeezed her breasts through her bra, making her nipples ache.

…Such strange garments you wear…

“Yeah,” Yoshiko groaned.

…And your breasts are so large. I did not know they could grow so big…

“Fuck me!” Kat kept moaning as Yoshiko’s bra cups pushed up, spilling out her large breasts. “Oh, those are delicious tits. Fuck me! Fuck me! Please!”

Yoshiko groaned, unseen fingers sinking into her pillowy tits. Sayuri’s mouth engulfed a fat, brown nipple. The pleasure shot straight down to the futanari’s dick buried into the heaven of Kat’s pussy. Lust surged.

Yoshiko’s hips pumped hard.

She fucked Kat, pounding her, hate-fucking her. The last year of bullying surged the anger through Yoshiko. Since she started school at Redwood Academy at the age of eighteen last year, Kat had been her nemesis. Always needling and heckling her, always calling her a dyke.

“You bitch,” Yoshiko hissed, shocked by her words but not wanting to stop them as she pounded Kat’s snatch. “You selfish cunt! You’re gay, and all you did was pick on me!”

“I am a bitch!” Kat groaned, her hips rocking back, butt-cheeks slapping into Yoshiko’s groin. “You were so beautiful. This Japanese doll with these striking, blue eyes and such a petite body. Except your tits. They were so large. So wonderful. And… And… Fuck, it scared me. I wanted you. A girl. I wanted to lick your pussy. To suck on your tits. To kiss those cute lips. I wanted to run my hands over every inch of my body.”

“So instead of asking me out on a date, you picked on me all year?” Yoshiko snarled. “You are a selfish bitch, Kat! A dumb, stupid, rich cunt! You think just because Daddy donates millions to the school you can do whatever the fuck you want!”

Her strokes were so hard, the friction incredible. Every stroke made Yoshiko want to pound Kat even harder and harder. She pushed her hips to the limit, her tits heaving as Sayuri sucked on them both, going back and forth, licking, nuzzling, enjoying them, making them throb.

…Keep making her apologize for her dishonour…

“Yes, yes,” Yoshiko panted, her dick in such tight, hot heaven.

And then the strangest thing happened. Sayuri, an incorporeal spirit, thrust her cock up into Yoshiko while still sucking on her tits. The ghost’s unseen body had to be phasing through Kat to do it. Her dick was so thick, thrusting upward into the depths of Yoshiko’s pussy.

Pleasure rushed from her snatch to her cock pumping away in Kat’s cunt. The tip of her dick ached more. Her body shuddered. Sayuri sucked even harder on Yoshiko’s nipple, the futa-ghost moaning soundlessly, vibrating the nub.

“Oh, yes, Sayuri-chan,” panted Yoshiko, her pussy clenching on the ghost’s dick.

“What’s she doing?” Kat moaned, looking over her shoulder. “Oh, wow she’s playing with your tits.”

“And fucking my cunt,” Yoshiko moaned. She smacked her hand down hard on Kat’s ass. “Keep rocking back, you dumb bitch. I’m going to cum so hard into your snatch. You’re going to explode. You’re going to cum so hard. You could have been having amazing orgasms if you had the courage to ask me out!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” groaned Kat. “I messed up! I’m so sorry! Just don’t stop fucking me! I’m going to cum so hard on your dick! It’s the best!”

“Better than Ms. Lindon’s strap-on?”

“So much better!”

Yoshiko smacked Kat’s ass again, savoring the stinging slap and the reddening flesh. “Good!”

Sayuri’s thrusts grew harder, faster, plunging up into Yoshiko’s cunt as she thrust her dick deep into Kat’s pussy. The futa-ghost’s hands clenched about Yoshiko’s dick, making her tremble. Her nipples ached and throbbed in the Ghost’s sucking mouth.

Every sensation brought her closer and closer to orgasming. Her head tossed back, her silky, black hair swaying down to her ass. Her pussy clenched over and over on Sayuri’s thrusting dick. The friction in Yoshiko’s cunt and around her cock built the pressure in her depths.

Her orgasm wanted to explode out of her.

“Keep fucking me, Sayuri-chan!” panted Yoshiko.

…Your pussy is so wonderful. I hope Mitsuko-hime feels as good…

“She does.” Yoshiko smiled. When she had fallen into Sayuri’s memory, she had changed what happened like it was an interactive video game and popped Mitsuko’s cherry with her girl-dick. “Her pussy will feel even better on your dick.”

…I hope so! Ōjo-sama, are you here?…

No one answered.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Kat moaned, her back arching, her pussy clenching hard on Yoshiko’s thrusting dick. “I’m coming so close.

“Yes,” gasped Yoshiko. “You want to explode, you naughty cunt! You horrible bully. You don’t deserve to cum! I should rip my cock out of you and not give you the satisfaction!”

“No, please, cum in me,” Kat moaned. “I’m so sorry. I am! Don’t pull out! Just erupt in me!”

Yoshiko wanted to. She wanted to torment the girl, but she didn’t have the heart. Kat was so close to her pleasure, and Yoshiko wasn’t a bully. She wasn’t a terrible person like Kat. She she kept thrusting, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching on Sayuri’s wonderful cock.

And then Kat tossed back her head. She screamed out Yoshiko’s name, the word echoing through the halls, and came. Her pussy spasmed about Yoshiko’s dick. Hot, massaging flesh engulfed her cock. The friction increased her pleasure.

“Kat!” moaned Yoshiko, thrusting forward.

Her cock erupted. Hot cum spurted out of her dick. The thick, juicy jizz splashed into Kat’s depths. Yoshiko shuddered, her tits jiggling, Sayuri’s sucking hard on the right nipple. Every time Yoshiko’s cock erupted, her pussy spasmed so hard on the futa-ghost’s dick.

The pleasure burned to hot through Yoshiko. “So good! I love it! Thank you for making me a futanari!”

And then it hit Yoshiko. She had just made Kat into a one, too. The bully fell forward, her pussy popping off Yoshiko’s dick. Kat’s pussy gaped open between her spread thighs as she lay on the floor, panting. Cum spilled out while her clit swelled into a girl-cock.

Sayuri groaned, still fucking Yoshiko, driving her ghost-dick faster and faster into Yoshiko and came. The ghost shuttered, her incorporeal girl-jizz flooding Yoshiko’s pussy. It sent a hot rush through her body.

Yoshiko groaned as the ghost slid out of her, leaving her so empty.

And then everything happened at the same time. Her phone rang, blaring in her skirt pocket. She shoved her hand in, grabbing it. Lori’s name flashed on the caller ID. Her friend was calling her. Not texting her, not messaging her through Facebook or tweeting her or snapchatting her.

But calling her.

And then Ms. Lindon walked out from around the corner, the teacher’s clothing disheveled, her fingers sticky with juices, her sultry, refined face flushed. She had the graceful beauty of a courtesan, a beauty from a more glamorous age trapped in modern times. Yoshiko froze as her thumb was about to tap the screen to accept the call.

“Well, well, well,” the lesbian teacher said. “This is quite the shock.”

The phone vibrated in Yoshiko’s hand.

The tentacles burst out of the wall and wrapped about Ms. Lindon. The teacher let out a frightful scream as the purple, rubbery appendages, like something from an octopus, seized her body and lifted her into the air.

…Yokubō-no-Tako!…

Yoshiko’s phone kept ringing, vibrating in her hand as the tentacle demon pushed out of the walls and shouted, “OMEKO! HAMAGURI! OMANKO!”

To be continued…

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This Sunday afternoon my lady Sarah had organised a teenage girl and her boyfriend from the suburbs to meet us in our condo, expecting to seduce them for our sexual pleasure.

One of Sarah’s special favorites is sharing a young girl with one of her girlfriends. It was a Friday night when Bridget arrived holding hands with a nineteen-year old girl. Sarah and her girlfriend kissing with their tongues as they greeted each other before she kissed the young girl, telling her, “You are a beautiful baby doll Tina. I want to have you, make love to you while Roger and my girlfriend watch.

Bridget and me did watch, both of us naked, Sarah had told me lots about her girlfriend and she had told her girlfriend lots about me. Sarah made a point of asking Tina visit us again, next time with her boyfriend.

When I first met Sarah I quickly learnt she had a strong sex drive, with an emphasis on well hung men and young girls. I was more than happy when she told me I was her ultimate well hung man. And I was excited when she told me about her penchant for young girls and invited me to watch her seducing young girls, sometimes making it an exciting three-way with me, for me.

And young girls seducing her. I was constantly amazed how talented some of her young girls were and how uninhibited they were. Sometimes with their young boyfriend watching Sarah seducing his girlfriend, as was the case that day.

Always an exciting moment for the young boy – and me – watching Sarah seducing his girlfriend. The boy, invariably with an erection, closely studying her technique, and her curvy naked body, listening intently to what she was telling his girlfriend. Sarah’s twenty-years older naked body a huge turn on for the boy as he ogled her curvy body and magnificent big ass while sometimes I watched him masturbating.

This Sunday afternoon my kinky, exhibitionist side wanted to masturbate for Sarah and Tina, her new teenage lover, and her teenage boyfriend Leo, wanting to impress a teenage boy with the size of my erect cock.

Another of her turn ons – and mine, watching a man masturbate for her, especially a well hung man.

Before Tina and Leo arrived, Sarah had decided she wanted us to make an impression on them as soon as they arrived. While she oiled my torso, insisting I wear my low cut, skin tight jeans for them. She wanted to dazzle Tina and Leo wearing her ultra sexy, above the knee, black dress, with spaghetti straps around her exposed breasts. She looked sensational and fuckable while she decided which shoes to wear.

Sarah did dazzle Tina and Leo when they arrived, both of them, exclaiming, “Oh wow, as they admired the way she had dressed for them. Tina and Sarah kissing with their tongues as Leo watched, aware that Sarah wanted to seduce his girlfriend. Unsure what was expected of him as he watched Sarah commence seducing his girlfriend. Watching Sarah licking and kissing Tina’s beautiful young tits and nipples, rock hard for her.

Leo and me were watching Tina lick, kiss and suck Sarah’s exposed breasts, watching her nipples harden, before she undressed Sarah, a gorgeous, curvy woman twice her age. Holding Leo’s gaze as she turned to show him her naked body, clenching her ass cheeks for him, before she gave Tina her full attention. Whispering, “I want you, I want to give your beautiful, naked body sexual pleasure. I want you to climax for me. And I want our men to watch me making love to you, both of them naked for you and me. Are you fine with that Tina? And you Leo, are you fine with that? Yes? Then get naked for us.”

Leo didn’t need to be told more than once, Sarah obviously already knew he was well hung. “Wow, Leo the girl’s boyfriend was incredibly well hung, for a twenty-year old boy he was huge, and thick. Sarah and me both admiring his almost naked body in just a tiny male thong, his semi-erect cock bulging out of it. My plan to impress a teenage boy with the size of my erect cock reversed, He was impressing me!

It quickly became obvious the boy was bi-sexual as he enjoyed teasing me. Holding my gaze as he removed his shirt, teasing his nipples with his fingertips, dropping his slacks to his ankles. Posing for me in his tiny, black thong, his large cock obvious, slowly sliding his thong down, showing me his shaved pubes over his cock, then his huge, thick cock. Fully exposing himself for me and the two women. Making Sarah gasp as she sighted the size of his erect cock. An erection her naked body had given him.

The boy knew he had turned me on, smirking at me as I stared at him and his erection before I removed my shirt and teased my nipples. My way of confirming to him I was impressed by the size of his cock as my nipples hardened. Staring at the boy as I let my slacks fall to my ankles, not a word spoken as he watched me remove my jock strap, exposing my already almost fully erect cock for him.

Confirming I was really impressed with the boy as he watched my cock thicken and become fully erect for him. Nine-inches for him, though still not as big as the boy. Sarah was glancing at me, making comparisons while aware I was lusting after the boy. Just as she had set up for my sexual pleasure, and for her own sexual pleasure.

Sarah ever so tacitly indicating to me, I can see you want to have his huge cock. Do it for me, for us. Give him a head job.

The boy was a challenge for me, a bi-sexual challenge. He knew he was a challenge for me, a man twice his age lusting after him, making me all the more determined to give him a head job to remember me by.

Without me asking, the two women stopped to watch me with the boy, a further challenge for me, two female voyeurs watching me giving a young boy a head job. One woman, my lady, twenty-years older than the girl and the boy. Another of her fantasies playing out while her teenage lover watched on with her.

I had never seen a boy that age with such a huge cock, or very few men with a cock that size. Leo the boyfriend was hung, for a twenty-year old boy he was huge, and thick. Stroking my own thick, nine-inch erection as I ogled and admired his erection.

Challenging myself, my ego wanted to give the boy Leo a head job the four us of will long remember. Wanting to impress the two women at the same time, my lady and her new teenage lover.

My ego was in overdrive, so pleased that a boy twenty-years younger wanted me to give him a head job. His own ego probably looking forward to telling his buddies how he seduced a much older man into giving him a head job.

Changing into something sexy for him, while he and the women watched, something I felt incredible in, hoping the boy and the two women would be turned on by and boost my confidence. A $500 black leather, crotch-less jock strap, it felt good and it looked good as I glanced in the wall mirror, my very erect cock framed by the soft leather. Sliding my cock ring along my erection as I handed Leo a cock ring. I wanted to make this an event for him, for me and the two women.

Leo really was an attractive and confident boy with an earring on his left ear, running my hands over his back, his ass and his chest as I mentally prepared myself. Teasing his already erect nipples with my fingertips.

Moving so he can watch me in the wall length mirror. Placing my right hand around his shaft, simultaneously moving my hand and pursed lips up and down his erection. Enhancing the motion, twisting my wrist back and forth as I moved up and down. Leo gasping as I spat on his erection for lots of lube. Using my other hand to gently massage his balls.

Boosting his ego, telling him, enthusiastically, “I wanted to do this to your huge cock the moment you showed it to me, your cock is magnificent, I can’t recall a bigger one.”

Asking him “Do you like how this feels? Or this?” Looking up every so often to make eye contact to indicate I was enjoying myself. And enjoying the two women watching, one of them a teenage girl.

Teasing and edging him, teasing him by touching and running my tongue up and down his erection, slowly, as well as stroking his body.

Using my tongue to stimulate the head of his erection. Applying soft pressure with my tongue against his erection, moving my mouth up and down his rock hard shaft.

Changing the pace, focusing my tongue on the head of his erection and the frenulum on the underside of the head of his erection. Gripping his lower shaft with my hand, using the tip of my tongue to lightly lick the top of the head of his erection in a slow circular motion.

Deep throating, as much of his erection as I could take into my mouth, reaching my throat. Stimulating his other erogenous zones, while my mouth pleasured his erection, massaging his balls, scratching his ass.

Making it a full-body experience for him.licking, sucking and chewing his nipples. Pleased with myself when the boy starting breathing heavily. “I can’t hold back much longer, you are so good, so fucking good. Gunna cum. Gunna cum. Yes. yes, yes,” his body shaking as he ejaculated in great spasms.

I still had a hard on, a real boner with my cock ring still wrapped around it while Leo and me sat on the couch and watched Sarah resume seducing Tina. Talking to her, “Have you watched another man give your boyfriend a head job before today? Did you enjoy watching? I did, it was a real turn on for me. Your man Leo is huge, I have never had a man wth an erection as big as that. I would love to give him a head job one day.”

I was masturbating myself, my hand smeared with oil. I needed sexual relief. Looking at Leo’s cock, watching it grow for me as he teased it for me, already bigger than me for a second time that day. Barely glancing at Sarah seducing Tina. Before today I had never imagined I could be so turned on masturbating for a teenage boy. My knees were buckling as I edged myself, then a huge, loud orgasm for Leo, watching Sarah and Tina a bonus.

A week later Sarah had invited Tina and Leo to visit us again. I could still recall what she told Tina, “Your man Leo is huge, I have never had a man wth an erection as big as that. I would love to give him a head job one day.” Would today be the day?, I wondered.

As soon as Tina and Leo arrived it became obvious today was to be the day Sarah gave Leo a head job. Almost ignoring Tina and me as she set about seducing him. “Undress me Leo, my dress first. Now my thong, leave my cup-less bra. Show me your big cock.

“Do you want me to give you a head job? Then pay your dues. Worship my big ass. Kiss and lick it. Lick my clit. Lick my cunt. Look at the size of your cock. You are huge. Bigger than my man. Look at him. Much bigger. He is naked with your girlfriend Tina’s hand wrapped around his erection.

“You are a challenge for me Leo. A boy twenty-years younger than me with a huge cock, so erect so hard for me. Do you want Tina and my man to watch me give you a head job? You need to tell me. Tell me? Tell me?”

“Yes Sarah, yes, yes.”

“Last Sunday I was envious when I watched my man give you a head job. It was a huge turn on for me, Today I want to make him envious.”

I was envious, though my envy was tempered as Tina sucked my erection, while I watched my lady Sarah feasting on Leo’s huge, rock hard erection.

The way she edged Leo was awesome while Tina and me watched. How did Sarah learn to do that? Or that? Or that?

Any envy or jealousy completely overridden later that day when Tina and Leo watched me fucking Sarah before we watched Leo fucking Tina.

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Francesca Capaldi love being a slut for her new Girlfriend so she introduced her friend to the fun.

As dawn broke, Mandy and Fran’s tangled limbs unraveled, and they slowly woke to the gentle hum of the city outside the townhouse windows. The scent of sex lingered in the air, a reminder of the tumultuous night that had passed. Stretching lazily, Mandy propped herself up on one elbow, her eyes tracing the contours of Fran’s sleeping face. A soft smile graced her lips as she watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest. “Wake up, sleepyhead,” she whispered, gently shaking her shoulder.

Fran’s eyes fluttered open, and she blinked a few times, the events of the night coming back to her in a rush. She sat up with a start, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “What… what time is it?” she asked, her voice still thick with sleep.

Mandy glanced at the ornate clock on the bedside table. “Almost lunchtime,” she said, her voice filled with a hint of amusement. “We’ve slept the morning away.”

“Lunch?” Fran repeated, the word echoing through her foggy brain. The last thing she remembered was the feel of Mandy’s cock inside her, filling her completely and the sound of their mingled cries of pleasure.

“Mmhmm,” Mandy hummed, her fingers tracing the curve of Fran’s hip. “I think we’ve earned a little breakfast in bed, don’t you?” She leaned in to kiss the side of Fran’s neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “What do you want me to order for us, my pet?”

Fran’s eyes searched Mandy’s, the question in them clear. “What do you mean?”

Mandy’s smile grew, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of Fran’s shoulder. “You’re mine now, remember?” she said, her voice a low purr. “I’ll take care of you, feed you, fuck you, whatever you need.” She nibbled her way down to Fran’s breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth. “So, what’s it going to be?”

The red-haired beauty swallowed hard, the reality of her situation sinking in. “I… I don’t know,” she murmured, her voice trembling. “Whatever you want, Mandy.”

Mandy pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Ah, but I want to know what you want,” she said, her hand sliding down to cup Fran’s still-throbbing pussy. “It’s all about your pleasure now.”

Fran bit her lip, trying to think through the haze of lust that clouded her mind. “Pancakes,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “And… and maybe some fruit.”

Mandy chuckled, the sound rich and deep. “Pancakes and fruit it is,” she said, rolling off the bed with an elegant grace that belied their recent exertions. She strolled over to the bathroom, her naked body a work of art in the morning light. “Meet me in the shower,” she called over her shoulder. “We’ve got a busy day ahead of us.”

With a resigned sigh, Fran climbed out of bed, the cool air making her nipples peak. She padded over to the bathroom, her legs still wobbly from the night’s activities. Mandy had already turned on the water, the steam billowing out to envelop her in a warm embrace. The brunette was already under the spray, her body glistening with water droplets. She held out a hand, her smile promising both comfort and more dark delights. “Come on,” she said. “Let’s get you cleaned up. You’re going to need your energy.”

The warm water cascaded over their bodies as they stepped into the shower, the intimate act of cleaning each other serving as a silent affirmation of their newfound bond. As the soap slid over their skin, their eyes met, a silent conversation passing between them. For a brief moment, the fear and doubt in Fran’s eyes was replaced by something else, something that looked a lot like acceptance. And as Mandy’s hands moved down to caress her still-sensitive sex, she realized that maybe, just maybe, she could find happiness in this strange, twisted world she had been thrust intoMandy returned to the bedroom, her bare feet padding quietly on the plush carpet as she carried a tray laden with steaming pancakes, a bowl of fresh berries, and a pot of fragrant coffee. The aroma filled the room, mingling with the scent of their recent lovemaking. She set the tray down on the little table by the bed and turned to Fran, who was now sitting up against the plush pillows, the TV flickering with the muted sounds of a morning talk show. “Breakfast is served, my love,” Mandy announced with a wink, her eyes devouring the sight of Fran’s naked body, the water droplets still clinging to her flushed skin.

Fran’s stomach growled, the sound cutting through the silence like a knife. She blushed, looking down at her bare chest before meeting Mandy’s gaze. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice still a little shaky.

Mandy slid into the bed, her body pressing against Fran’s. “You’re welcome,” she said, her hand reaching out to stroke the red-haired beauty’s thigh. “Now, let’s feed my hungry little slut.”

The words sent a jolt of excitement through Fran’s body, and she couldn’t help but smile despite herself. “Mandy,” she protested weakly, her eyes darting to the TV.

Mandy’s hand moved higher, her thumb circling Fran’s clit lazily. “The TV can wait,” she murmured. “I want to watch you eat.” Her voice was low and seductive, leaving no room for argument.

With a shiver, Fran reached for the plate of pancakes, her hand trembling slightly. She took a bite, the sweetness of the maple syrup exploding on her tongue. Mandy watched her intently, her eyes never leaving hers as she spread Fran’s legs wider, exposing her already-damp pussy to the cool air. “Keep eating,” she whispered, her finger sliding into Fran’s warm, welcoming folds. “I’ve got something else in mind for dessert.”

Mandy leaned back, her hand still buried in Fran’s pussy as she watched the redhead take another bite of the fluffy pancake. “Today,” she said, her voice a silky promise, “I’ll eat your pussy once, and that’s it. You get to rest from sex.”

Fran’s eyes widened, the food momentarily forgotten in her surprise. “Really?” she asked, her voice hopeful.

Mandy nodded, her smile filled with a wicked intent. “Mmhmm,” she said, her thumb circling Fran’s clit in a mesmerizing pattern. “But that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook entirely.” She leaned in closer, her breath hot on Fran’s skin. “You’re still going to be my little show-off. I want you to tease and tantalize, but no one gets to fuck you, not even me.”

Fran’s breath hitched, the excitement building within her. “What…what will we do then?” she asked, her voice trembling.

“Oh, I have plans,” Mandy purred, her eyes glinting with mischief. “We’ll explore every inch of your body, every little nook and cranny that makes you squirm and beg for more.” She licked her lips, her eyes raking over Fran’s body. “But no penetration. Just me, my mouth, and your sweet, sweet cunt.”

The thought was both thrilling and terrifying, and Fran could feel her body responding to the idea, her pussy growing wetter with each word Mandy spoke. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice a mix of excitement and trepidation.

Mandy leaned in to claim Fran’s mouth in a deep, lingering kiss, her tongue exploring the depths of her mouth as her hand continued to work its magic. When she finally pulled away, she whispered, “Now, eat up. You’re going to need your strength for what I have planned.”

The rest of the morning passed in a blur of sensual touches and erotic teasing, the promise of a single, intense climax hanging in the air like a delicious morsel just out of reach. Each bite of food was a delicious torment, each sip of coffee a reminder of the pleasure that awaited her. And as Fran watched Mandy, her heart swelled with a love that was as fierce as it was confusing. This wasn’t how she had imagined their first time, but somehow, it felt right.

When they had finished their meal, Mandy took the tray away, leaving them in the warm cocoon of the bed. She climbed back in, her eyes never leaving Fran’s as she straddled her hips. “Ready for your treat?” she asked, her voice a seductive whisper.

Fran nodded, her body trembling with anticipation.

Mandy leaned down, her mouth hovering just above Fran’s pussy. “Remember, baby,” she murmured, “this is it for today. Just this.”

Fran’s eyes grew wide, but she nodded again, her voice a shaky “Yes, Mandy.”

And with that, Mandy’s mouth descended, her tongue sliding through the folds of Fran’s sex as if it were the sweetest fruit. Fran’s back arched, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as Mandy’s mouth began to feast on her, her tongue delving deep, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. The world around them disappeared, leaving only the sound of their ragged breaths and the wet suction of Mandy’s mouth as she brought Fran closer and closer to the edge.

But as the orgasm built within her, Mandy slowed her movements, pulling back just enough to keep Fran teetering on the brink. She knew exactly what she was doing, drawing out the torment, making it all the sweeter when she finally allowed her to come. And when Fran did, it was with a scream that echoed through the room, her body shaking with the force of it.

Mandy sat back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she watched the aftershocks of pleasure roll through Fran’s body. “Good girl,” she murmured, her voice filled with pride. “You can rest now, my love.”

As Fran’s body finally stilled, she collapsed onto the bed, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving. “Thank you, Mandy,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “That was… amazing.”

Mandy grinned up at her, licking her lips clean of the last traces of Fran’s sweetness. “My pleasure,” she said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “But our fun isn’t over yet.” She climbed off the bed, her own body still humming with desire, and pulled on her silk robe. “How about we go out for a hot drink and a slice of cake?”

Fran’s eyes lit up, and she nodded eagerly. “That sounds perfect,” she murmured, her voice still a little shaky.

Mandy leaned down to whisper in Fran’s ear, her breath hot against her skin. “And why don’t you call your friend?” she suggested. “The one you were always talking about at school?”

Fran’s eyes widened a little, a spark of excitement igniting within her. “Jen?” she asked.

“Mmhmm,” Mandy nodded. “Call her, tell her to come over. But tell her to come alone,” she added with a wink. “I want to show her how well we get along… and maybe give her a little taste of what she’s been missing out on.”

Fran couldn’t help the grin that spread across her face. “Okay,” she said, already reaching for her phone. “But what are we going to tell her?”

Mandy’s smile grew. “The truth,” she said simply. “We’re going to tell her we’re dating. That I’m your girlfriend. And that she’s going to have to get used to the idea.”

Fran’s heart skipped a beat at the words. Dating. Girlfriend. It was all so new, so strange, and yet… she didn’t hate it. With a shiver of excitement, she dialed Jen’s number and waited for the call to connect, her body still buzzing from the intense orgasm Mandy had just given her. “Jen,” she said when her friend finally answered, “you won’t believe what happened last on the weekend.”

Fran and Mandy strolled into the cozy café, their arms entwined and their smiles brimming with a secret that only the two of them shared. The bell above the door jingled cheerfully, and the warm aroma of freshly baked pastries filled the air. Jen looked up from her book, her eyes widening at the sight of them. She had known Fran for years, but this was a side of her she had never seen before.

“Hey, Jen,” Fran called out, her voice a mix of excitement and apprehension.

Jen’s eyes darted from Fran to Mandy and back again. “What’s going on?” she asked, her voice filled with curiosity and a hint of concern.

Mandy sailed over to the table, her confidence palpable. She sat down and took Fran’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “We wanted to tell you in person,” she began, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Fran and I are dating.”

Jen’s jaw dropped, her eyes going wide with shock. “You… what?” she sputtered.

Fran blushed, her cheeks a lovely shade of pink. “It’s true,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “We’re together.”

Jen sat there, speechless, her brain trying to process the sudden revelation. “But… but you guys were always fighting,” she finally managed to say.

Mandy leaned back in her chair, a smug smile playing on her lips. “Well, you know what they say,” she quipped. “There’s a thin line between love and hate.”

Fran giggled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “It turns out we had a lot of love to give,” she said, squeezing Mandy’s hand.

Jen stared at them for a moment, then burst out laughing. “Okay, okay,” she said, shaking her head. “I guess I should have seen this coming.” She took a deep breath, her expression turning serious. “But are you guys okay? Like, really okay with this?”

Mandy leaned across the table, her gaze intense. “We’re more than okay, Jen,” she said. “We’re fucking amazing.”

The three of them shared a look, the tension in the air dissipating like steam from a hot cup of tea. Jen nodded, a smile slowly spreading across her face. “Alright,” she said. “If you guys are happy, then I’m happy for you.”

Fran’s shoulders relaxed, and she leaned into Mandy, her heart racing. “Thank you, Jen,” she murmured. “It means a lot.”

Mandy winked at her. “And who knows?” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Maybe we’ll even share some of our fun with you.”

The air grew thick with anticipation as the three friends shared a knowing glance, the promise of a new chapter in their lives unfolding before them.

The three of them sat in the cozy café, the warm light from the pendant lights above casting a soft glow on their faces. Jen took a sip of her cappuccino, her eyes never leaving Fran’s. “So, tell me,” she said, her voice hushed. “What happened? How did you end up here?”

Fran took a deep breath, her grip on Mandy’s hand tightening. “It was two weeks ago,” she began, her voice shaky. “I was just walking down the street, minding my own business, when this big, scary guy grabbed me.” She shuddered at the memory, her eyes glazed over with fear. “He took me to some kind of… I don’t know, a warehouse or something. It was horrifying.”

Mandy’s arm slid around her, pulling her closer. “They had her blindfolded the whole time,” she added, her voice tight with anger. “They touched her, poked her, made her feel like… like a piece of meat.”

Jen’s hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with horror. “Oh my god, Fran,” she breathed. “I can’t believe this.”

“It gets worse,” Fran continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “Last Friday, Mandy found me. She paid fifty thousand dollars to get me out of there.” She looked up, her eyes shining with gratitude. “If it wasn’t for her, I don’t know what would have happened to me.”

Jen’s eyes filled with tears as she looked from Fran to Mandy and back again. “I’m just so happy you’re safe,” she said, her voice choked with emotion. “But what now?”

Mandy’s smile grew wicked. “Now,” she said, her voice a silky purr, “we make sure no one ever lays a finger on her again without her consent.” She leaned in, her breath hot on Fran’s ear. “And we have a lot of fun along the way.”

“But if you don’t want to stay, Jen, you can leave,” Fran said, her eyes meeting Jen’s. “I know this is a lot to take in.”

Mandy nodded in agreement, her hand still resting on Fran’s thigh. “We won’t force you to be a part of this if you’re not comfortable,” she assured her. “You can go back to your life like nothing happened.”

Jen’s eyes searched their faces, looking for any hint of deception, but she found only genuine affection and concern. She took a deep breath, her hand shaking slightly as she placed it over Mandy’s. “I’m not going anywhere,” she said firmly. “I want to understand, to be a part of it all.”

Fran’s eyes lit up with a mix of excitement and relief. “Really?” she asked, hope lacing her voice.

“Really,” Jen said, a smile tugging at her lips. “But on one condition.”

Mandy raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “And what’s that?”

“You two have to promise to always be honest with me,” Jen said, her gaze flickering between them. “No more secrets. If we’re going to do this, we do it together, as friends.”

Mandy leaned over to kiss Jen’s cheek, her eyes filled with warmth. “We promise,” she murmured. “We’ll be honest with you, always.”

And with that, the three of them sat in the quiet café, the weight of their newfound relationship heavy on the air. They had a week ahead of them filled with possibilities, and as they sipped their drinks and shared sweet glances, it was clear that nothing would ever be the same again.

Jen’s gaze searched Fran’s face, looking for any signs of distress or doubt. “So, let me get this straight,” she said, her voice steady. “You’re okay with being… with her like this?”

Fran nodded, her eyes never leaving Mandy’s. “More than okay,” she replied, her voice filled with a newfound confidence. “I’ve agreed to be her slut, her sub, whatever she wants. But that’s not all of it, Jen.” She took a deep breath. “The important part is that we’re dating. We’re in love. And I can leave whenever I want to. She won’t stop me.”

Mandy leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed under her ample breasts, watching the exchange with a smug smile. “It’s all consensual, baby,” she said to Jen. “If Fran decides she’s had enough, she can walk away. No questions asked.”

Jen’s eyes widened, the reality of the situation sinking in. “Wow,” she murmured. “I never… I didn’t expect this.”

“It’s not what you think,” Fran insisted, her grip on Mandy’s hand tightening. “It’s not just about the sex or the power. It’s about love and trust and pushing each other’s boundaries.” She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling. “And I trust Mandy completely.”

The three of them sat in silence for a moment, the weight of their words hanging in the air like a heavy blanket. Finally, Jen spoke up. “Okay,” she said, her voice a little shaky. “If this is what makes you happy, then I’m happy for you.” She took another sip of her cappuccino, her eyes never leaving her two friends. “But you guys have to promise me one thing.”

“What’s that?” Mandy asked, her tone playful.

“That you’ll always be there for each other,” Jen said, her eyes serious. “And if it ever gets too much, you’ll tell me.”

Mandy leaned in, her gaze softening. “We promise,” she said, her voice earnest. “We’re in this together, all of us.”

Fran nodded, her smile filled with love. “Always,” she whispered.

“Can I join you?” Jen’s voice was barely audible above the clatter of cups and the murmur of other café patrons. Her eyes searched Fran and Mandy’s faces, hope and trepidation warring within her.

Fran looked at her with a gentle smile, the love and care in her eyes unmistakable. “What do you mean, Jen?”

Jen took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink. “I mean… I want to be like you, Fran,” she admitted, her voice growing stronger. “I’ve always dreamed of being owned, of being told what to do by someone who truly cares for me. Someone who will love me, even when I’m at my most vulnerable.”

Mandy’s smile grew wider, a wicked glint in her eyes. “Well, we can’t have our little Fran all to ourselves, can we?” She leaned in closer, her breath warm against Jen’s ear. “But are you sure you’re ready for what that entails?”

Jen nodded, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and fear. “I’ve thought about it,” she whispered. “I want it. I want to belong to someone.”

Fran looked at Mandy, her eyes questioning. “What do you think?”

Mandy’s gaze was thoughtful as she studied Jen, her thumb tracing lazy circles on the back of Fran’s hand. “I think,” she began, her voice a purr, “that if Jen’s willing to be our little slut, she’ll have to prove it.” She leaned back, her eyes locked on Jen’s. “What do you say, baby? Will you submit to us?”

Jen’s pulse raced, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes,” she breathed, the word a declaration of her desires.

Mandy’s smile grew predatory. “Good,” she murmured. “Then let’s see just how much you’re willing to give.” She glanced at Fran, who nodded eagerly, and then back at Jen. “On your knees,” she ordered, her voice firm.

Jen’s eyes widened, but she complied, her knees hitting the floor with a soft thud. She watched as Mandy stood, her eyes never leaving her new owner’s face. “Now, show us how much you want this,” Mandy said, her hand moving to the zipper of her own skirt. “Earn your place in our little harem.”

With trembling hands, Jen reached out, her fingers brushing the soft fabric of Mandy’s skirt. She took a deep breath and tugged it down, revealing the matching lace panties that hugged the older woman’s hips. Mandy stepped closer, her scent intoxicating and intimidating all at once. Jen swallowed hard, her eyes never leaving Mandy’s as she reached up to touch her, her fingertips brushing against the wet fabric.

“That’s it,” Mandy whispered, her voice a caress. “Show us what you’re made of.”

And with that, the three of them embarked on a journey of pleasure and pain, of submission and dominance, of love and lust that would forever change the course of their lives.

Jen’s eyes widened in shock as Mandy’s skirt fell to the floor, revealing not only a perfectly shaved mound but also a thick, throbbing cock jutting out from between her legs. “What the fuck?” she gasped, her eyes darting from Mandy’s cock to her pussy and back again.

Mandy chuckled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Surprise,” she said, stroking her cock with a smug look on her face. “I’ve got the best of both worlds, baby. And now, you get to play with them both.”

Fran’s eyes widened in amazement, her gaze flicking from Mandy’s cock to Jen’s face. “You didn’t know?” she asked, her voice filled with excitement.

Jen’s cheeks flushed a deep red as she stared up at Mandy, her mind racing. “I had no idea,” she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Mandy leaned down, her cock bobbing with every movement, and placed a gentle hand on Jen’s chin. “It’s okay,” she murmured. “You’re going to love it. I promise.” She tilted Jen’s head back, forcing her to look into her eyes. “You want to belong to us, don’t you?”

Jen nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she took in the sight of Mandy’s cock. “Y-yes,” she whispered.

Mandy’s smile grew wicked. “Then prove it,” she said, her hand guiding Jen’s towards her cock. “Worship it, baby. Make it yours.”

Jen’s hand trembled as she reached out, her fingertips brushing against the velvety skin of Mandy’s cock. She wrapped her small hand around it, feeling the heat and the pulsing need beneath her palm. She looked up at Mandy, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. “I… I’ll try,” she whispered.

Mandy leaned in, her breath hot on Jen’s face. “Good girl,” she murmured, her voice a dark promise of things to come. “Now, let’s get started, shall we?”

Jen’s eyes remained locked on Mandy’s as she began to tentatively stroke the velvety length of her cock. “Does… does that feel good?” she asked, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

“Mm, yes,” Mandy murmured, her hips rocking slightly into the touch. “Just like that, baby.” She reached down, her hand threading through Jen’s hair. “Suck it,” she ordered, her voice low and commanding. “Show me how much you want to be our little slut.”

Jen’s cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as she leaned closer, her mouth opening to take Mandy’s cock inside. Her tongue flicked out, tasting the salty precum that beaded at the tip, and she moaned softly. The sensation of the cock filling her mouth was strange yet thrilling, and she found herself eagerly bobbing her head, taking more and more of Mandy’s length with each stroke.

“Good girl,” Mandy praised, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “So eager to please.”

Jen’s hand wrapped around the base of the cock, her grip firm as she began to bob her head faster, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. She could feel the tension building in Mandy’s body, her own pussy growing wetter with each passing moment.

Fran watched from her seat, her own breathing ragged as she took in the erotic sight of her best friend pleasuring their shared lover. “Jen,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “You’re doing so well.”

Jen’s eyes flickered up to meet Fran’s, and she felt a jolt of electricity pass between them. She redoubled her efforts, her tongue swirling around the head of Mandy’s cock, her teeth lightly scraping the sensitive skin.

“Oh fuck,” Mandy groaned, her grip on Jen’s hair tightening. “You’re a natural, baby.”

Jen’s eyes watered with the effort, but she didn’t stop. She wanted this, needed this. She was desperate to prove herself, to truly belong to them both. And as she felt Mandy’s cock swell in her mouth, she knew that she was well on her way to becoming the perfect pet for her new masters.

As Jen continued to worship Mandy’s cock, Fran’s gaze was filled with a mix of lust and pride. She slid off her chair and onto her knees beside her new sister in submission. “Look at you,” she murmured, her hand caressing Jen’s back. “Sucking cock like a little slut in the middle of a café.” Jen’s eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she moaned around Mandy’s shaft, the sound muffled yet undeniably erotic.

Without missing a beat, Fran’s other hand snaked down the back of Jen’s pants, her slender fingers slipping under the waistband of her lacy underwear. Jen’s breath hitched as Fran’s hand found her wet, swollen pussy, and she began to stroke her gently. “You really are a depraved little slut, aren’t you?” Fran whispered, her voice a sweet symphony of praise and degradation. “Begging to be used like this.”

Jen’s body trembled as Fran’s fingers danced over her clit, the pleasure building with every stroke. “Y-yes,” she mumbled, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. “I’m… I’m a slut.”

Mandy’s eyes sparkled with approval, watching the intimate exchange between her two pets. She reached down to tangle her fingers in Jen’s hair, guiding her movements, her hips thrusting gently in sync with Fran’s fingering. “That’s right, baby,” she said, her voice a velvet purr. “You’re ours to do with as we please.”

Fran’s fingers moved faster, her touch growing more demanding as she felt Jen’s body respond. “You’re going to come for us,” she murmured, her thumb pressing hard against the sensitive bud. “You’re going to show everyone what a good little whore you are.”

Jen’s eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth moving faster as she approached climax. She could feel the eyes of the café patrons on them, could hear the faint sounds of their conversations, but all that mattered was the delicious friction between her legs and the cock filling her mouth. And as Mandy’s grip tightened and Fran’s touch grew more insistent, she knew she was about to shatter.

With a muffled cry, Jen’s orgasm ripped through her, her body convulsing around Fran’s hand. She could feel Mandy’s cock pulse in her mouth, the taste of salty precum growing stronger. She swallowed it eagerly, her eyes never leaving Fran’s as she came undone.

The three of them remained in that erotic tableau for a moment, the air thick with the scent of desire and submission. And then, as if a spell had been broken, they all stood, adjusting their clothes with a sense of shared excitement. They knew that their journey had only just begun, and that every step they took together would be filled with passion, power, and the sweet embrace of absolute surrender.

Fran leaned back, her eyes gleaming with pride as she watched Jen’s shaky yet determined movements. “Jen,” she said, her voice a soft purr, “you’ve done such a great job. I can’t believe how eager you are to be our little slut.” She paused, her gaze traveling down to Jen’s soaked pussy, still exposed from her earlier ministrations. “But if you truly mean it,” she continued, her tone growing serious, “then you have to let us both have our way with you. That’s what it means to belong to us.”

Jen looked up at Fran, her eyes glazed with lust and a hint of fear. “I… I want to,” she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mandy’s grin grew wider, her cock still standing proud between her legs. “That’s my girl,” she said, her hand patting Jen’s cheek. “But remember, if you want to be Mandy’s slut, you have to let Fran have her fun too.” She stepped closer, her cock brushing against Jen’s cheek. “Do you understand?”

Jen nodded, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Y-yes,” she murmured. “I understand.”

Mandy chuckled, her grip on Jen’s hair tightening. “Good,” she said, her voice a dark promise. “Now, let’s see how much of a slut you really are.” She stepped aside, gesturing to Fran. “Your turn,” she purred.

Fran’s smile grew wicked, and she stepped forward, her eyes locked on Jen’s trembling body. “Thank you, Mandy,” she murmured, her voice dripping with anticipation. She knelt down, her hands sliding over Jen’s bare ass, pulling her closer. “Now, baby,” she whispered, “let me show you what it really means to serve two masters.”

Mandy reached into her bag with a knowing smile, her hand emerging with a sleek, black dildo that gleamed under the soft café lights. She handed it to Fran with a flourish. “Now, darling, it’s your turn,” she said, her voice dripping with excitement. “Why don’t you show Jen just how much of a slut she truly is?”

Fran took the dildo, her heart racing with anticipation. She looked down at Jen, who was still kneeling, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. “Where do you want this, Jen?” Fran asked, her voice a seductive whisper as she traced the tip of the dildo along Jen’s cheek, leaving a trail of coldness in its wake.

Jen’s breath hitched, her mind racing. “In… in my pussy,” she finally managed to murmur, her voice trembling.

Mandy chuckled, her hand sliding down to grip her own cock. “Such a greedy little slut,” she said, her voice filled with approval. “But we’re not going to let you off that easy.” She stepped closer, her cock brushing against Jen’s cheek. “You’re going to take this,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving Jen’s. “And you’re going to love it.”

With a gentle yet firm hand, Fran guided Jen to lie down on the plush rug, her legs spread wide. She positioned the dildo at the entrance of Jen’s glistening pussy, the head nudging against her swollen labia. “Are you ready?” she asked, her eyes searching Jen’s for any sign of hesitation.

Jen took a deep breath, her body quivering with need. “Y-yes,” she whimpered.

Fran’s eyes met Mandy’s, and she nodded. With a slow, deliberate movement, she pushed the dildo into Jen, watching as her new pet’s body stretched around the intrusion. Jen’s eyes squeezed shut, a gasp escaping her lips as she felt herself being filled.

Mandy’s hand found Jen’s cheek, turning her face towards her. “Look at me,” she ordered. “Look at the cock you’re going to suck while Fran fucks you.”

Jen’s eyes snapped open, locking onto Mandy’s cock, the head now slick with precum. She leaned in, her tongue tentatively flicking out to taste the salty essence of Mandy’s desire. As Fran began to move the dildo in and out of her, Jen took Mandy’s length into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the shaft.

Their bodies moved in a silent symphony of passion, each stroke and suck a declaration of their newfound roles. Jen’s moans grew louder, muffled by the cock filling her mouth, as Fran picked up the pace, her own desire spiking with every whimper of pleasure that escaped Jen’s lips.

The café patrons had long ago ceased their whispered conversations, their eyes glued to the erotic scene playing out before them. They watched in silent awe as the two young women embraced their new roles with an enthusiasm that was as shocking as it was tantalizing.

And as Fran drove the dildo deeper into Jen, Mandy’s hand tightening in her hair, the three of them knew that this was just the beginning of a journey that would take them to the darkest depths of pleasure and beyond.

Jen’s muffled cries grew more frantic, the rhythmic sounds of her mouth on Mandy’s cock and the wet slapping of the dildo filling the café. Mandy’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the familiar tightening in her groin, her own orgasm approaching with the speed of a runaway train. “Fuck, yes, Jen,” she groaned, her voice strained. “Take it, baby, take it all.”

Jen’s eyes watered around Mandy’s cock as she felt her body climb higher and higher, the dual sensations of the dildo in her pussy and the cock in her mouth overwhelming her senses. And then, with a gasp and a shudder, she came, her body spasming around the plastic intrusion.

Mandy’s orgasm crashed over her, and she came again, her hips jerking as she painted Jen’s face with ropes of hot cum. As she pulled out of Jen’s mouth, she looked down at the trembling mess before her, a proud smirk playing on her lips. “Look at you, baby,” she murmured. “Such a good little slut.”

Fran watched from above, her own hand working her clit as she reveled in the sight of their shared conquest. She leaned down, her mouth capturing Jen’s in a bruising kiss as the brunette’s orgasm subsided. “You’re perfect,” she murmured against Jen’s swollen lips. “Our perfect little whore.”

Mandy chuckled, wiping a stray strand of cum from Jen’s cheek. “Lucky for us we picked this place,” she said, her voice filled with amusement. “They’re so open-minded about customer satisfaction.”

The café’s patrons had grown bolder, their eyes devouring the scene with unabashed lust. A few had even begun to touch themselves, the atmosphere thick with the scent of sex and desire.

Jen looked up at her new masters, her cheeks flushed with arousal. “Thank… thank you,” she panted, her voice barely audible. “I’ve never felt so alive.”

Mandy’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “Welcome to the world of the owned,” she said, her voice a seductive purr. “Where every day is a new adventure in pleasure and submission.”

And with that, the three of them stood, their clothes hastily adjusted, and made their way out of the café, the whispers and stares of the other customers following them like a warm embrace. They knew that their journey was far from over, and the city held countless opportunities for them to explore their newfound dynamics of power and lust.

As they stepped out of the café, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heat of their recent escapade, Mandy leaned in close to Jen’s ear, her voice a seductive whisper. “You know, I have a special collar at home,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “It’s for my favorite pets, and I think you’ve earned it.”

Jen’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “A collar?” she asked, her voice filled with hope. “For me?”

Mandy nodded, her hand sliding down to give Fran’s ass a gentle squeeze. “For both of my little sluts,” she corrected with a smirk. “But first, you’re going to have to prove to me that you truly want to be mine.”

Jen’s eyes widened, but she didn’t hesitate. “Anything,” she breathed, her voice a shiver of anticipation. “I’ll do anything.”

“Good,” Mandy purred, her eyes glinting with a wicked promise. “Because once that collar is around your neck, you’re going to be my property. You’ll belong to us completely.”

Fran wrapped an arm around Jen’s waist, her own excitement palpable. “We’re going to have so much fun together,” she murmured, her eyes gleaming with lust.

Jen looked up at Mandy, then over at Fran, her heart racing with a thrill that was equal parts terror and arousal. “I can’t wait,” she whispered, the words leaving her mouth like a prayer.

Mandy chuckled, her hand sliding down to give Jen’s pussy a firm pat. “Come on,” she said, her voice filled with authority. “Let’s go home and get you properly dressed for your new role.”

The trio made their way through the darkened streets, the echo of their heels on the cobblestone a siren’s song that promised a night filled with unspeakable pleasures and the forging of a bond that would never be broken. As they approached Mandy’s Mansion, Jen could feel the collar’s weight in her mind, a symbol of her submission and a promise of the depravities to come. And deep down, in the darkest recesses of her soul, she knew that she had never wanted anything more.

As they approached Mandy’s Mansion, the excitement grew palpable in the air. The grandeur of the building loomed over them, a silent testament to the decadent life that awaited Jen within its walls. Once inside, they climbed the sweeping staircase to the second floor, where Mandy led them to a plush, velvet-draped room. “This could be yours, Jen,” she said, her voice a seductive whisper. “If you truly commit to being ours.” The room was adorned with luxurious furnishings, a king-sized four-poster bed taking center stage, its red silk sheets beckoning like the jaws of a lustful beast. Mandy opened a drawer in the nightstand, her hand emerging with a gleaming silver collar, adorned with rubies that glinted like droplets of blood in the candlelight. “This,” she said, her eyes gleaming with desire, “is what you’ll wear to signify your place as ours.” She held it out to Jen, the metal cold and heavy in the air. “Do you accept?”

Jen’s heart raced, the weight of the collar in her mind as real as the one in Mandy’s hand. She looked from Mandy to Fran, their eyes filled with a fierce hunger that made her knees wobble. “I… I accept,” she murmured, her voice barely above a breath.

Mandy’s smile grew, her teeth sharp and predatory. “Good girl,” she purred, stepping closer. “Now, let’s see how much of a slut you really are.” With a deft twirl of her fingers, Mandy unbuckled the collar and leaned down to fasten it around Jen’s neck, the cold metal pressing against her hot skin. As the clasp clicked shut, a shiver of excitement ran through Jen’s body, and she knew she had crossed a threshold from which there was no return.

Fran watched the scene unfold with a mix of excitement and possessiveness. She stepped closer, her hand caressing Jen’s cheek. “Welcome home,” she murmured, her thumb tracing the line of the collar. “You’re going to love it here.”

Jen’s eyes fluttered closed, her body trembling as she felt the collar’s final snap. A warmth spread through her, a sense of belonging that she had never felt before. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Mandy stepped back, admiring her new pet. “Now that you’re ours,” she said, her voice a low, sultry purr, “it’s time to show you what that truly means.” She gestured to the bed, her eyes never leaving Jen’s. “Strip.”

Jen’s hands trembled as she began to undress, her clothes falling away to reveal her naked body, her nipples hard and her pussy already glistening with anticipation. The sight of her standing there, vulnerable and exposed, only served to fuel the fire in Mandy’s eyes. “Beautiful,” she murmured, her own hand sliding down to stroke her cock, which was already swelling with need.

Fran stepped forward, her eyes raking over Jen’s body with a hunger that matched Mandy’s. “You’re going to be so much fun to train,” she said, her voice a dark promise. “Our little slut, eager to please.”

The room grew hot with the scent of sex and power as the trio moved closer, their bodies entwining in a dance of desire and domination. Jen knew that she had made her choice, and she was ready to embrace the whirlwind of pleasure and pain that awaited her. Her heart pounded in her chest, a drumbeat that matched the rhythm of her need. This was her destiny, and she was eager to explore every dark, twisted corner of it.

Mandy’s hand closed around Jen’s wrist, her grip firm and unyielding. “On your knees,” she ordered, her voice a velvet-wrapped command. Jen complied, her knees hitting the plush carpet with a soft thud. She looked up at her new masters, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and lust.

Mandy’s gaze never left Jen’s as she spoke, her voice a silky command. “Now, Jen,” she purred, her cock standing at full attention, “it’s time for you to show us how eager you are to please.” She stepped closer, the heat of her body radiating against Jen’s bare skin. “You’re going to suck me off while Fran here shows you what it’s like to have your pussy eaten by a real woman.”

Jen’s eyes darted to Fran, who knelt beside her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She felt a thrill of excitement mingle with the fear, her body responding to the raw sexual power in the room. “Yes, Mandy,” she whispered, her voice a mix of submission and desire. “I’ll do anything you want.”

Mandy’s smile grew, and she stepped closer, her cock brushing against Jen’s cheek. “That’s my good girl,” she murmured, stroking Jen’s hair. “Now, get to work.”

Jen leaned in, her eyes closing as she wrapped her lips around the head of Mandy’s cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. Mandy groaned, her hand tightening in Jen’s hair as she guided her in a slow, deep rhythm. Meanwhile, Fran’s gentle hands began to explore Jen’s body, her fingers dancing over her breasts and down her stomach to the soft mound of her mound.

“Open up, baby,” Mandy instructed, her voice thick with need. “Take it all in.” Jen complied, her throat stretching around Mandy’s length as she took her in deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head.

As Jen focused on pleasuring Mandy, Fran’s mouth found its way to her pussy, the sweetness of her arousal filling the air. Jen moaned, the dual sensations overwhelming as she felt Fran’s tongue slip through her folds, teasing and probing her clit. The red-haired beauty’s touch was tender yet insistent, her tongue flicking and lapping with an expertise that spoke of years of practice.

Mandy watched with a predatory gaze, her own pleasure mounting as she felt Jen’s body respond to Fran’s ministrations. “Look at her,” she whispered to Jen, her voice tight with arousal. “Look at how much she wants to make you come.” Jen’s eyes met Mandy’s, the blue depths of her gaze filled with a mix of wonder and need.

“Keep sucking,” Mandy ordered, her voice a growl. “I want to feel you swallow my cum while Fran makes you scream.” Jen’s eyes glazed over with lust, her body a tight coil of need as she obeyed, her mouth moving in time with Fran’s skilled tongue.

The room grew louder with their moans and gasps, the air thick with the scent of sex. Mandy’s hand began to pump her cock faster, her hips jerking with each suck of Jen’s mouth. “I’m going to cum,” she warned, her voice strained. “And you’re going to take it all.”

Jen nodded, her eyes never leaving Mandy’s as she braced herself for the onslaught. With a final, powerful thrust, Mandy came, her cum spurting into Jen’s waiting mouth. Jen swallowed greedily, her body trembling as Fran’s mouth brought her to the edge of orgasm.

The trio paused, their breathing ragged, the tension in the room palpable. Mandy’s hand stroked Jen’s cheek, a strange tenderness in the gesture. “Good girl,” she murmured, her voice filled with satisfaction. “Now, let’s see how much you can take.”

With a nod to Fran, Mandy stepped back, her cock still hard and gleaming in the candlelight. Jen felt Fran’s fingers slip into her pussy, her thumb circling her clit as her tongue delved deeper. The sensation was intense, the two women working in tandem to drive her towards the precipice of pleasure.

Mandy’s eyes bore into Jen’s, her own pleasure evident as she watched her new pet squirm under Fran’s expert touch. “Look at me,” she demanded, her voice a seductive purr. Jen’s gaze snapped to hers, her eyes wide with desperation. “Beg for it,” Mandy whispered, her hand caressing Jen’s cheek. “Tell me how much you want to come for us.”

Jen’s breath hitched, her body straining for release. “Please,” she whimpered, her voice a desperate plea. “I need to cum.”

Mandy’s smile grew wicked. “Not good enough,” she said, her thumb tracing a line down Jen’s neck to the collar. “Beg like the slut you are.”

With a gasp, Jen’s hips bucked, her pussy clenching around Fran’s fingers. “Please,” she moaned, her voice ragged. “I’ll do anything. Just let me cum.”

“That’s better,” Mandy murmured, her voice a gentle praise that sent a shiver down Jen’s spine. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on Jen’s skin. “Keep begging, baby. Show us how much you want it.”

Jen’s voice grew louder, her pleas more frantic. “Oh god, please, please, I’ll do anything. I’ll be the best slut you’ve ever had.”

Fran’s fingers curled inside her, her tongue swirling around her clit, and Jen felt the dam break. “Cum for us,” Mandy ordered, her voice a command that resonated through Jen’s body. “Now.”

With a scream that echoed through the opulent chamber, Jen’s body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning. Her pussy clamped down on Fran’s hand, her juices spilling out onto the redhead’s eager mouth as she begged for more. The world around her faded away, leaving only the sweet oblivion of pleasure as she succumbed to the will of her new masters.

As the echoes of Jen’s ecstasy filled the velvet-draped chamber, Fran pulled her mouth away from the quivering pussy beneath her, licking the sweet nectar from her lips with a satisfied smack. She looked up at Mandy, a question in her eyes. “Do you think we broke her?” she asked, her voice filled with a mix of concern and excitement. Mandy’s laugh was low and sultry, the sound of pure, unbridled desire. “Not even close,” she replied, her hand still wrapped in Jen’s fiery hair. “We’ve only just begun to unravel the slut within her.” Jen’s body lay boneless on the plush carpet, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The collar around her neck seemed to glow with the promise of a thousand more nights like this. “We’re going to have so much fun with you,” Mandy murmured, her eyes never leaving Jen’s flushed face. “So much fun.” Jen’s eyes fluttered open, the haze of pleasure slowly receding to reveal the twisted beauty of her new reality. She knew that she had entered a world where the only currency was submission and that she was now a willing participant in their depraved games. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “Thank you for making me… this.”

Fran leaned in, her soft, plump lips brushing against Jen’s, the warmth of their kiss speaking volumes without the need for words. Jen’s eyes fluttered shut, her breathing hitching as she felt Fran’s tongue trace the seam of her mouth, a gentle invitation to part her lips. The kiss grew deeper, more urgent, as Fran’s hand slipped up to cup one of Jen’s breasts, her thumb circling the erect nipple with a feather-light touch. “Mm, you’re so responsive,” Fran murmured against Jen’s mouth, her voice a low, sultry purr. Jen moaned into the kiss, her own hands finding Fran’s waist, pulling her closer. The absence of a cock between them only heightened the sensuality of the moment, their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces in a dance of feminine desire.

“You make me feel… alive,” Jen whispered when they broke for air, her eyes searching Fran’s. “I never knew it could be like this.”

Fran smiled, her eyes filled with a fiery passion. “You’re going to feel so much more than alive,” she promised, her voice a seductive whisper. “We’re going to explore every inch of your body, every curve, every taste.” She kissed Jen again, her tongue delving deep, exploring the recesses of her mouth as if it were a treasure trove of pleasure. Jen’s hands roamed over Fran’s body, her fingers finding the wetness between her legs, the proof of her desire.

Their kiss grew more frenzied, their tongues dancing together in a silent symphony of need. Fran’s hand slid down to mirror Jen’s, their fingers tangling in the wetness of their desire. “I want to make you come,” Fran murmured, her breath hot against Jen’s skin. “I want to feel you shake apart in my arms.”

Jen nodded, her voice a needy whine. “Yes, Fran,” she moaned, her body arching into the touch. “Make me cum. Make me yours.”

Their kiss grew sloppier, their breaths mingling as their hands worked in unison, their fingers slipping and sliding through the slickness of their arousal. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the wetness of their kisses and the soft moans that escaped their lips. And as they climbed towards the peak of pleasure together, Jen knew that she had found a home in Fran’s arms, a place where she could truly be herself, a willing participant in a love that knew no bounds.

Mandy stepped closer, her own arousal palpable as she watched the intimate scene between Jen and Fran. “Well, well,” she drawled, her voice a silky caress. “Looks like someone’s been a very good girl.” She reached down, her hand tracing the curve of Jen’s ass, her fingers dipping into the wetness that Fran’s ministrations had produced. Jen gasped, her eyes snapping to Mandy’s. “Do you think you’ve been a good enough slut to be fucked, Jen?”

Jen’s cheeks flushed, but she met Mandy’s gaze with a fiery determination. “Yes, Mistress,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I’ve been a very good girl.”

Mandy’s grin grew, her eyes darkening with a predatory glint. “Good,” she murmured, her voice a seductive purr. “Because I think it’s about time someone showed you what a real cock feels like.” She stepped aside, revealing a thick, veiny dildo that she had been holding behind her back. “But since I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you choose. Do you want to feel it in your cunt or your tight little ass?”

Jen’s eyes widened, the question a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play. “I-I… I’ll take whatever you think I deserve, Mistress,” she stuttered, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement.

Mandy chuckled, her hand stroking the length of the toy. “How about I let Fran decide?” she suggested, her eyes flicking to her partner. “What do you think she’s earned?”

Fran’s eyes lit up with mischief, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. “Hmm,” she mused, her eyes raking over Jen’s trembling form. “I think she’s been a very, very good girl.” She leaned in, her voice a whisper. “But I’ve always wondered how those tight little asshole looks stretched around a cock.”

Mandy’s eyes gleamed with approval. “Excellent choice,” she said, her voice filled with lust. “On your back, slut,” she ordered Jen, who complied immediately. She lay there, her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with need, the collar around her neck a stark reminder of her newfound role.

Mandy knelt beside the bed, her hand guiding her cock to Jen’s tight, puckered hole. “Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice a mix of amusement and anticipation. Jen nodded, her breathing shallow and rapid.

“Good,” Mandy murmured, her thumb circling the opening. “Now, tell me what you want. Tell me how much you want it.”

“I want it,” Jen whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut. “I want it in my ass, Mistress. Please, fuck me.”

Mandy’s smile grew wicked, and with a gentle push, she began to ease her cock into Jen’s waiting body. Jen’s gasp filled the room, the sensation of fullness overwhelming. “Fuck, yes,” she moaned, her body writhing.

The two women worked in tandem, their movements slow and deliberate. Mandy pushed the toy deeper, her eyes never leaving Jen’s face as she watched her new pet’s features contort with each inch. “Take it all,” she urged, her hand smoothing over Jen’s stomach. “You’re doing so well.”

Fran leaned down, her mouth claiming Jen’s as Mandy continued to fill her, their kiss deep and hungry. Jen’s body responded instinctively, her hips bucking up to meet the relentless pressure. “More,” she begged, her voice muffled by their kiss. “Please, more.”

Mandy chuckled, her grip on the dildo tightening. “Greedy little slut,” she murmured, her voice a dark praise. “But since you asked so nicely…” She pushed the last few inches in, cock buried to the hilt.

Mandy grabbed Jen’s hips, her own breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she began to thrust in earnest, the sound of wet, carnivorous slaps filling the air. “You’re doing great, baby,” she praised, her voice a gruff purr. “Just keep those legs spread nice and wide for me.” Jen’s eyes watered with the intense sensation, but she nodded, her breath hitching with each powerful thrust. “M-Mistress,” she managed to say, her voice shaky with desire. “It feels so… so good.”

Fran watched the scene unfold before her, her own arousal peaking as she took in the erotic display. “You’re doing so well,” she whispered into Jen’s ear, her hand gently caressing her clit as Mandy’s cock claimed her ass. “So eager, so hungry for it.” Jen’s eyes rolled back in her head, her moans growing louder as Fran’s skilled fingers worked their magic.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Mandy growled, her strokes growing faster, more forceful. “Just like I knew you would be.” She leaned in, her teeth nipping at Jen’s earlobe. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?” Jen’s response was a desperate whine, her body a canvas of pleasure and pain. “Y-yes,” she stuttered. “I’m going to cum.”

Mandy’s grip tightened, her hips slamming into Jen’s with a ferocity that spoke of her own need. “Come for me,” she ordered, her voice a harsh command. “Show me what a good little slut you are.”

Jen’s body obeyed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her screams of pleasure muffled by Fran’s mouth as she kissed her deeply. The two women continued their ministrations, their movements synchronized in a symphony of depraved love. As Jen’s climax subsided, Mandy pulled out, her cock glistening with the evidence of Jen’s release. “Look at that,” she murmured, her voice filled with satisfaction. “You’re a natural, my dear.”

Jen lay there, trembling, her body a testament to the power of their combined passion. “Th-thank you, Mistress,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Thank you, Fran.”

The two women shared a knowing smile, their bond stronger than ever. They had claimed Jen, turned her into their willing plaything, and she had never felt more alive. The night was still young, and the whispers of desire had only just begun to unfurl. The trio knew that they had so much more to explore, so much more to conquer. And as they lay tangled in the aftermath of their passion, they knew that they were just getting started.

Mandy pulled back from Jen’s trembling body, a wicked glint in her eye as she took in the exhausted form of her new toy. “You need to rest now, my pet,” she murmured, patting Jen’s thigh gently. “You’ve been such a good girl.” Jen nodded weakly, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction as she collapsed into the plush pillows.

With a graceful motion, Mandy stood and turned her attention to Fran. “Come with me,” she beckoned, her voice a siren’s call. She led Fran into an adjoining chamber, the walls lined with velvet and the scent of candle wax heavy in the air. “There’s something I need to discuss with you,” she said, her tone more serious than before. “My family… they know of a special surgery. One that can give you what you’ve been craving, what you’ve always wanted.”

Fran’s eyes grew wide with curiosity, her heart racing. “A… penis?” she whispered, the word feeling foreign on her lips.

Mandy nodded, her expression solemn. “If you wish it,” she said, her hand brushing against Fran’s cheek. “You could have one, just like mine.” She paused, her gaze intense. “But it’s a big decision. One that will change everything.”

Fran felt a thrill of excitement and fear race through her. “Would you… would you help me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mandy’s smile was soft, her eyes filled with a warm affection. “Of course,” she murmured. “But we’ll talk more about it later. For now, let’s get you cleaned up and into something more comfortable.”

The room spun with possibilities, but for the moment, Fran was content to let Mandy lead the way, her thoughts racing with the tantalizing prospect of becoming something new, something more… something that could truly satisfy the desires that had been awakened within her. The night had been a whirlwind of pleasure and pain, but it was clear that the journey was just beginning.

Mandy looked down at Jen, her smile a wicked curve as she pulled her collar. “Up,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. Jen complied, her legs wobbly from the intensity of her orgasm. “You’re going to learn how to be a good slut,” Mandy continued, her voice a dark purr. “And who better to teach you than Fran?”

Fran blushed at the praise, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You really think so, Mandy?”

“Oh, I know so,” Mandy said, her gaze raking over Fran’s naked form. “You’re going to show her how it’s done.” She turned to Jen, her expression firm. “Now, get dressed. I want you to see just how much she loves serving me.”

Jen stumbled to her feet, her legs still shaky from the powerful climax that had just claimed her. She reached for the discarded pile of clothes, her eyes never leaving Mandy’s commanding gaze. “But… but what about me?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Mandy chuckled, her hand reaching out to stroke Jen’s cheek. “Don’t worry, my pet,” she said, her thumb tracing the line of Jen’s jaw. “You’ll have plenty of time to learn. But for now, you’re going to watch and learn.”

Jen nodded, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She watched as Fran eagerly donned her corset and stockings, her movements graceful and submissive. As she was about to put on her dress, Mandy stopped her. “Leave it,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I want you to be on display.”

Fran’s eyes widened, but she didn’t argue, her body responding to the command. She stood before Jen, her breasts heaving with each breath, her pussy still glistening with the evidence of her arousal. “Good girl,” Mandy murmured, her hand sliding down to cup Fran’s bare ass. “Now, show Jen what you can do.”

Fran leaned in, her eyes locked onto Mandy’s as she began to kiss and nibble her way down the brunette’s body. Her hands roamed over Mandy’s curves, her fingers deftly unbuttoning the blouse to expose the ample breasts beneath. Jen’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the erotic sight before her. The air was thick with lust as Fran’s mouth closed around one of Mandy’s nipples, her tongue swirling and teasing the sensitive bud until it stood at attention.

“See that, Jen?” Mandy said, her voice filled with amusement. “That’s how you make your Mistress happy.”

Jen nodded, her own body responding to the scene before her. She could feel her pussy clenching with need, her mind racing with the possibilities of what was to come.

Mandy stepped back, her eyes never leaving Jen’s face. “Now, watch and learn,” she said, her hand guiding Fran’s head lower, pressing her face into her wet pussy. “Because soon, you’ll be doing this for me.”

Mandy’s eyes rolled back in her head as Fran’s eager mouth found her clit, her tongue swirling around the sensitive nub with a hunger that was palpable. “Oh, fuck,” she groaned, her hand tightening in Fran’s hair. “Just like that, slut.” Her hips rocked forward, pressing herself deeper into the red-haired beauty’s mouth. Meanwhile, Jen watched with wide eyes, her own hand slipping between her thighs to mirror the action she saw before her.

“You like watching, don’t you?” Mandy said, her voice thick with desire. “You want to be just like her, don’t you?”

Jen nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she stroked herself. “Y-yes, Mistress,” she whimpered.

“Good,” Mandy murmured, her eyes fluttering open to meet Jen’s gaze. “Keep watching. Learn how to pleasure a real woman.”

Fran’s head bobbed up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she took Mandy’s cock deep into her throat, her hands moving in tandem to stroke the velvety shaft. Mandy’s moans grew louder, her thighs quivering as the pressure built within her. “I’m going to cum,” she warned, her voice a harsh whisper.

“Swallow it,” Fran murmured around the cock, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Jen watched, her own hand moving faster, as Mandy’s body tensed and she released a guttural cry, her juices flooding Fran’s mouth. Fran swallowed greedily, her eyes never leaving Mandy’s face as she licked her lips clean, savoring the taste.

Mandy pulled Fran up, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “You’re a natural,” she praised, her hand cupping Fran’s cheek. “And now, it’s your turn, my love.” She turned to Jen, her smile a wicked promise. “But first, I think you’ve earned a little reward.” She stepped closer, her cock still hard and demanding. “Open your mouth, slut,” she ordered, and Jen eagerly complied. Mandy slid her cock into Jen’s waiting mouth, her eyes never leaving Fran’s as she began to fuck her face with the same rhythm that had brought her to orgasm moments before.

The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of moans and slurps that grew louder as Mandy approached her peak. “Now, Jen,” she gasped, her hand coming down to squeeze Jen’s shoulder. “Make me cum. Make me feel good.”

Jen took the cue, her mouth moving faster, her tongue flicking against Mandy’s cock with a fervor that was fueled by the desire to please. And as Mandy’s orgasm washed over her, she felt a strange sense of power, a connection that went beyond the physical.

The three of them stood there, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat. The air was thick with the scent of sex and submission, and in that moment, they knew that their lives would never be the same. They had embarked on a journey that would push the boundaries of love and lust, a journey that would lead them down dark, twisted paths and into the arms of depravity. And they were all ready to see where it would take them.

Mandy looked at the two of them, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Now, Fran,” she began, her voice a sultry purr, “you’re going to walk down the street in those slutty clothes. And anyone who wants a taste, anyone who can’t resist those luscious curves of yours, they can have you. Do you understand?”

Fran nodded, a mix of fear and arousal playing across her face. “Y-yes, Mistress,” she murmured, her voice trembling slightly.

Jen’s eyes were wide, her hand still between her legs, watching as Fran’s body responded to the command. “But, Mistress,” she protested weakly, “what about me?”

Mandy’s smile grew even wider. “Don’t worry, my pet,” she said, her eyes flicking to Jen’s hand. “You’ll get your turn. But for now, you’re going to watch and learn.”

The brunette stepped closer to Fran, her hand sliding down to cup her cheek. “And remember,” she whispered, her thumb tracing the plump line of Fran’s bottom lip, “you’re going to love it.”

With a final, firm nod from Mandy, Fran turned and walked towards the door, her hips swaying with a newfound confidence. Each step was a declaration of her submission, a silent invitation to the depraved men who waited outside. The anticipation grew, the whispers of desire louder with every passing second.

Jen watched, her own breath hitching in her chest as she thought about the night’s events. She had never felt so alive, so consumed by passion. And as the door closed behind Fran, she knew that she was about to embark on a journey that would change her life forever.

Mandy’s hand slid down Jen’s body, coming to rest on her thigh as they watched Fran, dressed in a scandalously short skirt and a tight, low-cut top that barely contained her bountiful breasts, sashay down the dimly lit street. The men’s eyes followed her like a hawk spotting prey, and a thrill ran through Mandy’s body. She leaned in to whisper into Jen’s ear, “Look at her go, so eager to be claimed. It’s like watching a masterpiece come to life.”

Jen nodded, her own arousal building as she took in the sight of her friend’s body, displayed so brazenly for all to see. “It’s… it’s incredible,” she breathed, her hand unconsciously moving to mirror Mandy’s, stroking her own thigh. “The way she moves… it’s like she’s begging for it.”

Mandy’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “And they’ll give it to her,” she murmured, her voice low and hungry. “Every inch of her will be used, and she’ll scream for more.” She turned to Jen, her gaze intense. “Do you want that, pet? To be displayed, to be used?”

Jen’s cheeks flushed, but she met Mandy’s gaze unflinchingly. “Y-yes,” she admitted, her voice shaking with desire. “I… I want it.”

Mandy’s hand traveled up Jen’s body, cupping her breast through the silk of her blouse. “Good,” she murmured, giving the nipple a firm tweak. “Because when we’re done watching, it’ll be your turn.”

The two of them continued to watch Fran, their eyes glued to her every move. Each time a man reached out to grope her, their hearts raced, their pussies grew wetter. The whispers of desire grew to a crescendo in their ears, and they knew that the night was far from over. It was just the beginning of a new chapter in their twisted odyssey of pleasure and power.

Mandy and Jen leaned against the shadowy alley wall, their breaths mingling as they watched Fran’s body being claimed by a burly sailor. His calloused hands were everywhere, groping and mauling her soft flesh with an animalistic hunger that made Jen’s clit throb. “Look at her,” Mandy whispered, her own hand sliding down to rub at her swollen cock, “so eager to please.” Jen nodded, her eyes glued to the sight of Fran’s legs wrapping around the stranger’s waist as he pushed her up against a brick wall. His hand was under her skirt, his thick fingers pushing into her wet pussy. “Fuck me,” Fran moaned, her voice a desperate plea that sent a shiver down Jen’s spine. “Harder.”

The sailor grunted in response, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants. He fumbled with his belt, freeing his engorged member. Jen could see the precum glistening at the tip, and she felt a sudden pang of envy. She watched as Fran’s hand guided him to her entrance, her own fingers playing with her clit, mimicking the action she saw before her. “Oh, God,” she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the grunts and moans filling the alley.

“Do you want it, pet?” Mandy asked, her voice a seductive purr. Jen nodded, her eyes never leaving the lewd display. “Do you want to feel a cock inside you like that?” Jen nodded again, her breath hitching. “Good,” Mandy murmured, her hand moving to unbutton Jen’s blouse. “Because tonight, you’re going to get exactly what you want.”

The sailor’s cock slammed into Fran, making her cry out with pleasure. Jen’s hand stilled, her eyes wide as she watched her friend’s body being used so roughly. Mandy leaned in, her breath hot against Jen’s ear. “You’re next,” she whispered, her voice a dark promise. “And I’m going to make sure you’re just as much of a slut as she is.”

The words sent a bolt of lust through Jen’s body, and she couldn’t help but nod in eager agreement. She watched as Mandy’s hand slipped into her own pants, her fingers working her clit with a skilled touch that had her trembling with need. “Mistress,” she murmured, her voice a breathless plea.

Mandy’s smile was predatory as she turned to Jen, her hand still working her own cock. “You’ll get it,” she assured her. “But first, you’re going to watch Fran get fucked like the whore she was born to be.”

The air was thick with the scent of sex and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Jen felt her own orgasm building, her body responding to the depraved scene unfolding before her. “M-Mistress,” she stuttered, her voice strained with pleasure. “I can’t… I need…”

Mandy’s grip on her blouse tightened, her eyes never leaving Fran’s face. “Not yet,” she said, her voice firm. “We’re going to watch her cum first.”

The sailor’s pace grew more frantic, his grunts filling the air as he neared his climax. Fran’s cries grew louder, her body writhing in ecstasy. “Oh, yes,” Mandy murmured, her thumb brushing against Jen’s clit. “Take it all, Fran.”

And with a final, guttural groan, the sailor emptied himself into Fran, his seed painting the inside of her pussy. Jen watched, her own climax cresting, as Fran’s body went slack with satisfaction, a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.

“Now,” Mandy said, her voice a command that Jen couldn’t ignore, “now you can cum.” And with that, she pushed Jen’s hand away, taking over the task herself. Her expert touch sent Jen spiraling over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure as she watched her friend being used so shamelessly.

She cried out, her body arching as waves of pleasure washed through her. “Look at me,” Mandy ordered, her voice low and commanding. “Look at your friend being a cheap whore.”

Jen’s eyes snapped open, meeting Fran’s gaze. There was something in her eyes, a mix of humiliation and ecstasy that only served to fuel Jen’s own climax. The red-haired beauty watched her, her pupils dilated, her mouth open in a silent scream as the sailor’s cock filled her again and again. And as Jen’s orgasm reached its peak, she knew that she had crossed a line from which there was no turning back. She had become part of this twisted world, and she never wanted to leave.

“Mm, yes,” Fran moaned, her body already slick with the sailor’s seed as another man approached, his erection jutting out like a flag of conquest. “Take me,” she begged, her voice thick with lust as she spread her legs wider for him. “Fuck me like you own me.”

Mandy’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she watched the scene unfold. “Look at her, Jen,” she said, her voice a seductive whisper. “Look how much she loves it.” Jen’s own desire was a palpable force, her eyes locked onto the new man’s cock as he positioned himself at Fran’s entrance. “You want this,” Mandy murmured, her hand sliding down to cup Jen’s chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. “Admit it.”

Jen’s breath hitched, her cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and embarrassment. “I… I do,” she confessed, her voice trembling with need. “I want to be used like that.”

Mandy’s smile grew, her thumb tracing the line of Jen’s jaw. “And you will be,” she promised, her voice a dark purr. “But first, watch and learn, my pet.”

The new man slammed into Fran with a brutal force that made Jen’s pussy clench with envy. She watched as he pounded into her friend, the sound of wet slaps echoing through the alley. “Fuck, yes,” Fran screamed, her body shaking with every thrust. “Harder! Fill me up!”

Jen’s hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers slipping into her wetness as she masturbated in time with the stranger’s rhythm. “Oh, God,” she whimpered, her eyes never leaving Fran’s face, a silent plea for release etched into every line of her features.

Mandy leaned in, her teeth grazing Jen’s earlobe. “You’re going to get it,” she whispered, her breath hot against Jen’s skin. “But not until I say so.”

The man’s grunts grew louder, his thrusts more erratic, and Jen knew he was close. “Cum inside her,” Mandy instructed, her voice a sultry command that seemed to resonate through the very air. And with a final roar, the man did just that, his cock pulsing as he filled Fran to the brim with his cum.

Fran’s legs gave out, but the sailor was there to catch her, his own desire not yet sated. “My turn,” he growled, his eyes gleaming with hunger. “You’re going to take it all, aren’t you, slut?”

Jen watched, her body trembling with the intensity of her own need. She had never felt so alive, so consumed by lust. And she knew that when it was her turn, she would give in to it completely, embracing her new role as Mandy’s devoted servant. “Mistress,” she murmured, her voice a soft, desperate plea. “Please.”

Mandy’s eyes never left the depraved display before them, her hand tightening around Jen’s chin. “Patience,” she whispered. “Your turn is coming, pet. And when it does, I promise you’ll never forget it.”

Mandy’s eyes never left Jen’s, her own hunger mirrored in the younger girl’s gaze. “Look at her,” she said, her voice a smoky command. “Look at how much she loves it.” Jen couldn’t tear her eyes away from Fran’s contorted expression of pleasure, the way her body was being used so roughly by the sailor. “You want to feel that, don’t you?” Mandy’s hand slid down Jen’s body, her fingertips brushing against the swollen bud of her clit, making her gasp. “You want to be filled up, to scream for more.” Jen nodded, her body trembling with the anticipation of what was to come. “Good,” Mandy murmured, her thumb circling Jen’s clit with a masterful touch. “Because it’s time for you to find your own cock to ride.”

Mandy and Jen stepped out of the shadows, the sounds of Fran’s moans and the men’s grunts guiding them through the alleyways. They had watched her become a sexual plaything for the depraved men, her cries of pleasure growing louder with each passing minute. “It’s time,” Mandy said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She led Jen to a group of men, their eyes already locked on the two new additions to the evening’s entertainment. “Choose one,” Mandy ordered, her voice a seductive whisper. “You need to learn how to please.” Jen’s heart raced as she scanned the group, her eyes settling on a young man with a boyish grin and a tent in his pants that suggested he was more than ready to oblige. She took a shaky step forward, her legs trembling as she approached him. “Mistress says I need to… to learn,” she stammered, her eyes cast down in submission.

The young man’s smile grew wider, his gaze raking over Jen’s body with a hunger that matched the others. “Oh, I can teach you a thing or two,” he said, his voice thick with lust. He stepped closer, his cock straining against the fabric of his trousers. “Bend over, let me show you how it’s done.”

Jen did as she was told, her heart pounding as she felt his hands on her hips, his cock nudging at her wet entrance. Mandy’s voice was in her ear, a constant stream of encouragement and filthy whispers that only served to inflame her desire. “Take it,” she murmured, her hand sliding down to stroke Jen’s clit as the stranger’s cock pushed inside her. Jen gasped, her body stretching to accommodate his size. “That’s it, pet,” Mandy cooed. “You’re going to love this.”

The young man began to thrust, his pace steady and sure, as Jen’s body adjusted to the new sensation. She could feel Mandy’s hand guiding hers, showing her how to touch herself as she was being taken. “Cum for me,” Mandy instructed, her breath hot against Jen’s neck. “Let him hear you scream.”

Jen’s eyes squeezed shut, her body a maelstrom of sensation as the young man’s cock pounded into her, filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy tightening around him as she moaned and writhed. And as she did, she heard Mandy’s voice, whispering sweet nothings about how much of a whore she was, how much she enjoyed being used.

With a final, desperate cry, Jen’s body convulsed around the stranger’s cock, her pussy gripping him tightly as she climaxed. The young man’s eyes rolled back in his head, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled her with his seed. “So tight,” he groaned, his hips still moving.

Mandy leaned in, her teeth grazing Jen’s ear. “You’re a natural,” she murmured, her voice filled with pride. “But we’re just getting started, my pet.”

Jen’s eyes opened, meeting Mandy’s gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. She was ready for more, ready to embrace her new role in this twisted game of power and desire. As the night grew darker and the whispers of depravity grew louder, she knew that she was about to discover just how far she was willing to go to satisfy the hunger that had been awakened within her.

Jen’s body was trembling, her pussy still clenching around the young man’s softening cock as he pulled out, leaving her feeling both empty and oddly satisfied. The sound of his cum dripping from her wet folds filled the air, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. She had done it; she had given in to the darkness that Mandy had promised her. “Good girl,” Mandy murmured, her voice thick with lust. “Now, let’s see how much of a slut you really are.” She stepped aside, revealing another man, his erection bobbing in anticipation.

The new man stepped up, his eyes glued to the glistening mess between Jen’s thighs. “You’re going to take it all,” Mandy whispered, her hand guiding Jen’s face to look up at her. “Every inch of his cock, until he fills you up with his cum.” Jen’s breath hitched, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. She nodded, her legs spreading wider as the newcomer positioned himself behind her.

Without warning, he slammed into her, his cock stretching her to the limit as he claimed her once more. Jen’s scream was lost in Mandy’s hand, her cries muffled as her mistress leaned in to whisper more dirty words of encouragement. The alley was a symphony of flesh, sweat, and the slap of bodies coming together in a rhythmic dance of lust. And as the stranger’s orgasm grew closer, Jen felt her own building again, a testament to the depths of her depravity.

“Cum in her,” Mandy ordered, her eyes never leaving Jen’s face. “Give her what she wants.” The man’s grunts grew louder, his hips slapping against Jen’s ass as he reached his peak. Jen felt the hot rush of his cum fill her, the sensation pushing her over the edge once again. Her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around the invading cock as she screamed her release.

Mandy stepped back, her smile wicked as she watched the man pull out, leaving Jen’s pussy gaping and dripping with cum. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up,” she said, her tone mocking. “We wouldn’t want you to miss out on all the fun.”

The next man approached, his cock already glistening with pre-cum as he took in the sight of Jen’s used, trembling body. He didn’t bother with words, instead, he grabbed her hips and plunged into her, the force of his entry making her eyes water. The cycle of pleasure and pain began anew, and Jen knew she was lost to the whispers of desire that had led her down this dark, twisted path.

Jen’s moans grew louder as she felt the next cock slide into her, filling the space so recently vacated by the previous man’s seed. “Yes,” she whimpered, her voice a desperate plea for more. “Oh, fuck, yes.” Mandy chuckled, her hand still playing with Jen’s clit as the new man took hold of her hips. “Look at you,” she said, her voice a mix of amazement and amusement. “You’re loving every minute of this, aren’t you?” Jen could only nod, her body a vessel for the endless stream of lust that surged through her. “Tell me, slut,” Mandy whispered, her teeth grazing Jen’s ear. “How many cocks can you take?” Jen’s eyes rolled back in her head as the man’s hips slammed into her, his grip bruising as he claimed her over and over. “As… as many as you give me, Mistress,” she gasped out, her voice hoarse from screaming. “I’ll never get enough.”

The men took her in turns, each one more eager than the last to feel the tight grip of her pussy around their shafts. They whispered filthy things to her, calling her a whore and a slut, but she only moaned louder, begging for more. “Oh, yes,” she’d cry out, her voice raw and needy. “Fuck me, use me, make me cum.” And they did, each one leaving her more satisfied and more desperate for the next. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate their size, her orgasms growing more intense with each new entry. It was a never-ending cycle of pleasure and pain, and she reveled in every second of it.

Mandy watched with a twisted smile, her own hand working her clit in time with the men’s thrusts. “Look at you,” she murmured. “So eager, so hungry for their cocks.” Jen could feel the wetness of her own desire mingling with the cum that coated her thighs, the sticky mess a testament to her newfound love of being used. “You’re going to be the best little slut I’ve ever had,” Mandy promised, her eyes gleaming with pride.

And Jen knew it was true. With each thrust, with each man’s seed filling her, she felt herself slipping deeper into the abyss of depravity that Mandy had promised her. She had become a creature of desire, living only to satisfy the needs of those who owned her. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

As the night grew darker and the air grew thick with the musk of sex, Jen felt her body give way to the relentless onslaught of the men’s lust. But she never wavered, never once asking for mercy. Instead, she begged for more, her cries of pleasure echoing through the alleyways like a siren’s song. “Harder,” she’d whisper. “Deeper.” And they would oblige, pushing her to her limits and beyond.

The world around them faded away, leaving only the grunts and moans of the men and the slap of flesh on flesh. Jen had become a creature of the night, a vessel for the darkest desires that lurked in the hearts of those who claimed her. And she loved it, every single, delicious moment of it. Her body was a canvas for their pleasure, and she reveled in the feeling of being used, of being wanted.

As the last man pulled out, leaving her trembling and spent, Jen collapsed onto the cold, wet ground, her body covered in cum and sweat. Mandy leaned down, her face a twisted mix of satisfaction and hunger. “You did so well, pet,” she murmured, her tongue flicking out to taste the salt on Jen’s skin. “But we’re not done yet.” Jen looked up, her eyes glazed with lust, ready to take on whatever Mandy had in store for her next. She had found her place in this world, and she had no intention of leaving it anytime soon.

Jen’s body was a trembling mess of pleasure and pain as she felt the final man, his cock thick and demanding, push inside her. His thrusts were urgent, his breath hot against her neck, and she couldn’t help but beg for more, her voice a siren’s call in the damp alleyway. “Mistress,” she moaned, her eyes glazed over with the intensity of her climax. “I need it, I need to cum.” Mandy’s laugh was dark and sweet in her ear, her own hand working in unison with the stranger’s cock, stroking Jen’s clit until she was mindless with need. “Almost there, my pet,” she whispered. “Almost there.”

And then it hit her, the realization that sent a cold chill down her spine. The voice, the familiar scent, the way his hips moved—it couldn’t be. “M-Mandy,” she stuttered, her body tense with shock. “Who is this?”

Mandy’s smile grew wider, her eyes gleaming with a twisted sense of victory. “It’s your brother, Jen,” she whispered, her voice a seductive purr. “The last one you have to fuck to prove your loyalty.”

Jen’s eyes snapped open, the horror of her situation crashing over her like a wave. “No,” she gasped, trying to pull away. “It can’t be, please—”

Mandy’s grip tightened, her nails digging into Jen’s skin. “Take it,” she ordered, her voice like a whip crack. “Take it all and scream for me.”

Tears streamed down Jen’s cheeks as she looked up, her eyes meeting her brother’s, filled with a mix of confusion, disgust, and betrayal. “Jen,” he choked out, his own expression a mask of shock and horror. “I didn’t know—”

But it was too late. Mandy’s grip didn’t relent, and the whispers of desire that had once been a gentle caress had turned into a deafening roar. Jen could feel the pressure building, her body responding despite her mind’s screams of protest. “Fuck,” she sobbed, her pussy tightening around her brother’s cock. “Oh, God, I’m going to—”

And with that, she was lost to the abyss, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm as she came harder than she ever had before, her body shuddering with the intensity of the climax. The world spun around her, the line between pleasure and pain blurring into a single, all-consuming sensation. She was Mandy’s now, her soul forever bound to the whispers of desire that had led her to this twisted fate.

“Jen,” her brother groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own orgasm. “Your pussy… it’s… it’s the best I’ve ever felt.” The words sent a new wave of conflicting emotions crashing through Jen’s body. Despite the horror of the situation, she couldn’t deny the pleasure that was building inside her. Her walls tightened around him, and she bit her lip to stifle a moan.

“Does that make you happy?” Jen managed to ask, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and need. “That I’m your ‘best’?”

Mandy chuckled darkly, her hand still working Jen’s clit. “Oh, it does, pet,” she said. “It makes him very happy, and that’s all that matters, isn’t it?”

The brother’s eyes locked onto Jen’s, his face a contorted mix of lust and despair. “I’m sorry,” he gritted out, his hips moving faster. “But you’re… you’re just so fucking tight.”

Jen’s eyes filled with tears as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm building within her. “Please,” she whimpered, her voice a desperate plea. “Please stop.”

But he didn’t. Instead, he leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re mine,” he murmured, his teeth grazing her neck. “Mine to use, mine to fuck.” His words were like a knife, slicing through the last of her resolve.

Mandy’s hand moved faster, her nails digging into Jen’s clit as she whispered, “Cum for him, my pet. Let him hear you scream.”

And so Jen did, her body betraying her once again as she climaxed around her brother’s cock. She screamed, the sound echoing through the alley, a testament to the depths she had sunk. As he emptied himself inside her, filling her with his seed, she knew she was irrevocably changed. She was Mandy’s slave, a whore to be used by any man who could pay the price. And in that moment, she hated herself more than she had ever hated anything in her life.

Jen lay there, her body trembling and slick with sweat, her brother’s cum dripping from her well-used pussy. The horror of the situation had transformed into a perverse sense of satisfaction that coiled in her gut. “Oh, Jen,” her brother groaned, his chest heaving against her back. “That was… I never knew…” His voice trailed off as he pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices.

Mandy leaned in, her eyes gleaming with victory. “Look what a good little slut you’ve become,” she murmured, her breath hot on Jen’s neck. “You liked it, didn’t you? Being fucked by your own brother?”

Jen couldn’t deny the truth that resonated in her core. “Y-yes,” she choked out, her voice a tremble of shame and arousal. “I liked it.”

Mandy’s grip tightened on her chin, forcing Jen to look into her eyes. “Say it louder,” she demanded. “Let everyone hear how much you enjoyed it.”

“I liked it,” Jen moaned, her voice growing stronger. “I liked it, Mistress. It felt so wrong, but so good.”

Her brother’s face was a mix of shock and arousal as he stared down at her, his cock still semi-hard. “Jen,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with lust. “You’re mine now. No one else’s.”

Mandy laughed, a dark, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Jen’s spine. “Oh, she’s yours alright,” she said, her voice thick with amusement. “But she’s also mine, and everyone else’s who can afford her. You’re just the first in a long line of men who will claim her tight little cunt.”

Jen felt a new wave of desire wash over her at the words, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. “M-more,” she breathed. “I want more.”

Mandy’s smile grew wider. “And you shall have it,” she promised. “But first, let’s get you cleaned up. We wouldn’t want you to miss out on the next round of fun.”

As Jen was led away, her body still trembling from the intense orgasms, she couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of excitement at the prospect of what lay ahead. She had embraced her role as a whore, and she was eager to explore the depths of her depravity. Her brother’s cock had only been the beginning, and she was ready for whatever Mandy had in store. Her new life had just begun, and she was going to revel in every dirty, disgusting, delicious moment of it.

Fran took a moment to appreciate the sight before her, her breath catching in her throat as she watched Jen’s brother withdraw from her still-quivering pussy, his cock glistening with cum. “It was so hot,” she murmured, her voice thick with arousal. “I couldn’t believe my eyes, seeing you take his cock like that, Jen.”

Jen’s cheeks flushed a deep red, her eyes flickering with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. “You watched?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their ragged breathing.

“Every second,” Fran replied with a wicked smile. “Your body, the way you moved, the noises you made… it was like watching a masterpiece come to life.”

Jen’s brother looked at them both, his expression a mix of confusion and arousal. “What’s going on here?” he panted.

Jen’s brother stared at Fran, his cock still hard despite the recent release. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice thick with confusion.

“I mean,” Fran began, her eyes gleaming with mischief, “that I saw everything. The way you claimed her, the way she begged for it. It was like watching a wild animal in heat, and it was fucking amazing.” She licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his. “I never knew you had it in you, Jen,” she said, her voice low and seductive. “You’re such a dirty little slut.”

The brother’s eyes narrowed, his grip on Jen tightening. “What the fuck did you say to her?” he snarled.

Fran’s smile grew, her eyes traveling down to his cock. “Oh, I just told her how much I enjoyed watching her get fucked by you,” she said, her voice a purr. “How much I wanted to join in.”

Jen felt a strange mix of emotions as she watched her brother fuck Fran with a ferocity she’d never seen in him before. She was torn between disgust and arousal, her own body still trembling from the recent onslaught of pleasure. “Oh, God,” she murmured, unable to tear her eyes away. “It’s so… wrong.”

Fran’s eyes locked onto hers, her own lust-filled gaze unwavering. “Is it?” she gasped, her hips bucking up to meet her brother’s thrusts. “Or is it just what you’ve always wanted?”

Jen’s breath hitched as she watched the scene unfold before her. “I… I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

“You don’t have to know,” Mandy purred, her hand sliding up Jen’s thigh to gently tease her still-sensitive clit. “Just feel.”

And as the sounds of their fucking filled the air, Jen couldn’t help but feel the beginnings of a new orgasm building within her. She watched, transfixed, as her brother’s cock disappeared into Fran’s tight pussy, the way she moaned and writhed beneath him. And she felt a twisted sense of excitement, knowing that she had played a part in this depraved act.

“You like watching, don’t you, slut?” Mandy whispered, her voice a dark caress. “You like seeing him fuck her, knowing you’re next.”

Jen’s eyes widened, her mouth opening in a silent scream of pleasure as her own climax overtook her. “Y-yes,” she managed to choke out, her body shuddering with the force of it. “I… I do.”

Mandy’s laugh was like a symphony of sin. “Good,” she murmured. “Because we’re just getting started.”

As Jen’s brother pulled out of Fran, his eyes locked onto Jen’s, a wild hunger in their depths. “You liked watching, didn’t you?” he growled, his voice a mix of arousal and challenge. Jen couldn’t find the words to respond, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. But her body had a mind of its own, her pussy clenching with need. “I’m going to fuck you again,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “And this time, I’m going to make you scream.”

He stalked over to her, his cock still hard and dripping with their combined juices. Jen felt a thrill of fear and excitement, her eyes wide as he grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed. “Spread your legs,” he ordered, his eyes never leaving hers. “Wider.”

Jen did as she was told, her legs shaking as she felt the weight of him settle between them. He positioned his cock at her entrance, and without warning, he plunged back inside, making her gasp with the sudden fullness. “You’re mine,” he grunted, his hips moving in a brutal rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through her body. “You’re going to come for me again, and you’re going to love it.”

Jen could feel her body responding, her pussy clenching around him as she began to moan. “N-no,” she protested weakly, even as her hips arched up to meet his thrusts. “It’s wrong.”

Mandy’s laugh was like a dark whisper in her ear. “Wrong never felt so right, did it, pet?” she murmured, her hand sliding down to stroke Jen’s clit. “Give in to it. Let your body tell you what it wants.”

And with that, Jen lost herself to the sensation, her body a slave to the relentless pleasure her brother’s cock brought her. “Yes,” she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. “Fuck me, make me scream.”

Her brother’s grin was triumphant, his eyes gleaming with victory. “That’s it,” he panted, his strokes growing more intense. “Take it all.”

Jen’s orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body bowing off the bed as she screamed his name. “Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her pussy pulsing around his cock.

He followed her over the edge, his own orgasm tearing through him like a tornado. “Fuck,” he roared, his hot cum filling her once more. “You’re mine, Jen.”

And as she lay there, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, Jen couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction. She had been claimed, not just by Mandy and her twisted games, but by the one person she never thought would touch her in such a way. Her own brother had become her master, and she was his whore. The realization was both terrifying and exhilarating, a dark secret that she knew she would carry with her for the rest of her life.

As Jen lay there, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax, Mandy leaned in, her brown eyes gleaming with excitement. “You see, pet,” she whispered, her voice a sweet, seductive promise, “now that you’re going to be living with me, every now and then, you’ll get to play with my brother.” She licked her lips, her teeth grazing Jen’s earlobe. “And by ‘play,’ I mean he’ll be your master for the night. You’ll do anything he says, no matter how filthy or depraved.” Jen’s stomach lurched at the thought, but she couldn’t deny the flicker of arousal that danced through her core. “But don’t worry,” Mandy continued, her hand sliding down to cup Jen’s slick pussy, “you’re going to love it. You’re going to beg for his cock, just like you did with mine.”

Jen’s eyes grew wide, her breath hitching as Mandy’s words sank in. “What?” she choked out, her voice barely more than a whimper. “You can’t be serious.”

Mandy’s smile grew wider, her thumb stroking Jen’s clit with a lazy, teasing motion. “Oh, but I am, darling,” she said, her voice a purr. “You’re going to be his little slut whenever he wants. And the best part? You’re going to enjoy it. Just like you enjoyed watching him fuck Fran.”

The air grew hot, the air thick with the scent of sex and the promise of more to come. Jen felt a mix of horror and excitement, her body betraying her once again. “Y-yes,” she murmured, her voice a tremble of need. “I’ll be… I’ll be his slut.”

Mandy’s eyes sparkled with triumph. “That’s my good girl,” she crooned, her hand moving faster. “You’re going to be so happy here, Jen. So, so happy.”

And as the darkness of their twisted world enveloped her, Jen couldn’t help but wonder if she had just made a deal with the devil herself. But the sweet whispers of desire that echoed through her body told her that she was already lost, a willing participant in a game she had never wanted to play. Her new life had begun, and she was ready to embrace the depravity that awaited her.

The three of them, breathless and flushed, made their way back home, the weight of their newfound dynamics heavy in the air. “So,” Mandy began, her voice laden with satisfaction, “are you two going to be good little sluts for me?” Jen and Fran exchanged glances, the reality of their situation setting in as they nodded in unison. “Yes, Mistress,” they murmured, their voices filled with a mix of trepidation and anticipation. “I knew you would,” Mandy said with a sultry smile. “Now, let’s go back and start planning our next adventure.” The sound of their heels clicking on the pavement grew fainter as they disappeared into the night, the whispers of their shared secrets trailing behind them like a siren’s song.

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This is a work of fiction with only some elements of truth. The names have been changed.

I was very surprised at the revelation Tina had just told me. All I could manage to ask was: “Was this the first time?” She just nodded while she continued to blush.

I started to push buttons on my camera, paging through the menus to look busy while we waited for Anita to come out of the bathroom. It wasn’t that long before we started to hear some soft moans coming through the door. Tina and I looked at each other, before she quickly stood up and stormed to the bathroom door. She threw the door open to find Anita leaning against the sink as she was rubbing her clitoris.

I started my camera recording again as Tina started to yell at her younger sister. I assumed she was too upset to realize that she was yelling in English. “ARE YOU SERIOUS? AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME, YOU THINK THAT YOU GET PRIVACY TO DO THIS ALONE?”

Tina stormed out of the bathroom, dragging her naked sister with her. I kept the video recording as I watched four huge breasts swinging toward me. Tina pulled Anita to the bench seat I was on and sat her down. She motioned for me to stand up. When I did, she started to give her sister orders in their native tongue again.

Anita reached up and started to open my pants. When she pulled them down, my hard cock sprang up, right in her face. Tina grabbed the back of her sister’s head and pushed it forward. She opened wide as Tina impaled her sisters face onto me. I struggled to keep the camera pointed at the action while I was twitching from the feeling of her throat stroking the head of my cock.

Tina saw me moving around in awkward positions to aim the camera, and she reached out for it. I handed it over to her, and she released her sister’s hair, backing away to record the action. I took a hold of her head and started to fuck her mouth. I was amazed at her ability to take me down into her throat without any gagging. She was obviously experienced, because she had no problem sucking me deep while sneaking in her breaths with no interruption to the rhythm.

I let go of her head and brought my hands down to cradle her big, soft breasts. I played with her nipples and squeezed the beautiful flesh as she continued to suck. Anita seemed happy to continue sucking all night, until Tina gave her more directions. She took a hold of Anita’s hair and pulled her head back, releasing my cock from that heavenly mouth. Tina pulled up on Anita’s hair, bringing her to her feet. She led her around to the side of the bed, laying her on her back with her legs hanging over.

I stood in front of Anita, who spread her legs and wrapped them around my body, as I assume Tina told her to. I laid my hard cock on top of her soft round belly and took a hold of those enormous breasts. I massaged them and pinched her nipples. She laid her head to the side, closed her eyes and moaned while Tina kept the camera pointed at her beautiful body. I leaned forward and put one of her large nipples in my mouth.

Anita moaned loudly for the camera as I put my teeth on her nipple. I continued to massage her breasts as I sucked on her nipples, back and forth. She grabbed a hold of my head to keep me pressed tightly against her breast. I know that if she held me there too tightly, she could easily suffocate me with her ample bosom.

Tina gave her a command, and Anita pushed my head away from her breast. I stood up, taking deep breaths to catch up on the air she had cut off from me. Tina moved in closer, holding the camera with one hand. She reached down with her other hand and took a hold of my cock. She stroked it a few times before pushing it down. It slid across her sisters soft belly before the tip came to rest in between the lips of her pussy. She moved it up and down in small movements, rubbing my hard head on her sister’s clit. She pushed my cock down a little lower, leaving the tip at the entrance of Anita’s pussy before letting go of my cock.

With her legs still wrapped around my back, Anita pulled me hard into her, burying my cock deep inside of her. I reached down to grab a hold of her hips, and started to thrust into her. I could feel the head of my cock rubbing past her washboard, across her cervix, and hitting the end of her canal. She continued to pull me into her with her legs, pushing my cock harder into the bottom, stretching her. She would moan as I thrust, and she would let out a little squeak each time I hit the end.

Tina moved toward the middle of the bed, putting her sister’s breast within reach of her free hand. She stuffed her hand down onto the huge breast. Her hands were definitely not large enough to grab a hold of her sister’s massive breast. It could only cover the nipple, allowing her to rub, and pinch, and twist.

Tina decided to test her sister’s ability to hold her breath this time. She moved further across the bed, bringing her leg around to the other side of Anita’s head. I watched as Anita’s face disappeared below the beautiful belly of her sister. Anita reached up to put her hands onto her sisters pussy, to help her lick on Tina’s clitoris.

I continued to thrust into Anita’s pussy while I reached forward to massage Tina’s breasts. I could hear Anita sneaking a breath every few seconds, while Tina was starting to scream from orgasm once again. I pumped harder and harder, bringing Anita to orgasm, causing her to bite on Tina’s clitoris while I pinched hard on both of Tina’s nipples at the same time. Tina screamed harder than she had before, hurting my ears. She was doing a good job of keeping the camera in the right direction until then. Her arms went weak and she finally dropped them.

I took the camera from her and turned it to capture the beautiful sight of this mature, curvy beauty riding on her sisters tongue. Tina put her hands down on her sister’s breasts to steady herself while she was grinding her pussy against Anita’s face. Tina’s eyes were shut tight while she quivered through another orgasm.

With weak knees, she finally collapsed onto the bed, freeing Anita to breath again. Tina started to roll off of the bed. She made it to her feet, standing next to the bed. I handed the camera back to her so I could finish my fun in her sister. Tina had other ideas. She set the camera on the nightstand, to let the video continue while she walked around behind me. She got down on her knees and put her hand in between my legs and reached up.

Tina started to massage my testicles, gently squeezing and rolling as I kept thrusting into her sister. I looked down at the quivering woman in front of me, and thought about how erotic and taboo the whole situation was that I had gotten myself into. Two beautiful women. Sisters, playing with each other. Mature. Curvy. Soft throat. Warm pussy. Small gentle hands massaging my balls.

Everything came to a climax, and Anita pulled me in tightly as I released my cum inside of her. She moaned with pleasure as she felt my seed washing her inside. I held onto her big soft hips until I had lost every last drop I had inside of that warm, wet pussy. Tina released her hold on my balls, and Anita released her legs from behind my back. I slowly backed away, pulling my wet cock out of Anita’s pussy.

Tina moved around my side. I turned to face her, and she quickly swallowed my cock. She greedily cleaned all of the juices from her sister off of my shaft before turning to Anita’s pussy. She pushed Anita’s legs apart, and spread her fat pussy lips open to reveal what she wanted. I grabbed the camera and brought it in close to capture Tina hungrily licking all of my cum that was dripping out of her sister.

Once Anita’s pussy was clean, Tina climbed up on the bed and collapsed next to her sister. They turned toward each other and held each other. The shared a long passionate kiss to finish off their first bisexual, incestuous, sexual encounter. It would definitely not be their last.

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This is my first story so I hope it’s good andvsorry it’s kind of short. It all depends how this one does if I make more days with Glimmer and Katniss. I do NOT own these characters, I just simply love The Hunger Games and I thought Glimmer and Katniss should be together. I hope you enjoy.

Glimmer and Katniss Day 1
– Arena

Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss
Leven Rambin as Glimmer

The Hunger Games. A televised event that happens once a year where a girl and boy ages 12 to 18 from each of the twelve districts fight to the death in a large environmental arena until one is crowned winner.

The Capitol established this event after the districts rebeled. There used to be 13 districts but 13 was blown off the map of Panem (what used to be the USA as our history teachers taught us). The Hunger Games is a punishment and reminder for the uprising.

The 74th reaping, a name for the day they pick one boy and girl at random, would prove to be my year in the arena. My sister, Prim, was choosen but she was too young and I knew perfectly well that she wouldn’t make it. So I, Katniss Everdeen, volunteered from District 12. The boy that was choosen was Peeta Mellark, no-one volunteered for him.

We went through only days of training before we were put into the arena. I have to find a bow. I’m known back in 12 for my hunting skills. Even though it’s illegal to go outside the fenced, which was supposed to be electricfied but never was, me and my friend Gale did it anyway. And we often even traded with Peacekeepers (cops).

Standing on the platform in the Cornicopia wher dozens of weopons and other items were scattered around, I looked at the other tributes. Peeta was straight infront of me. My eyes then directed towards the Career tributes, the group of kids that were the biggest and strongest, knowing that it was most likely going to be one of them who won. But I tried to stay positive, I did promise Prim I would win for her.

I then searched the grounds and my dark brown eyes landed on a silver bow closest to the Career, Glimmer. My eyes then looked up at the other girl to see her give me a wink. What was that for? I guessed it was because she was going to get the bow and sheath of arrows before I did. But my mentor, Haymitch, told me and Peeta to just run and not to try to get our hands on anything. The Cornicopia was where the blood bath was and the majority of the tributes die.

3…2….1. The gong sounded and everyone took off. I ran straight to the left towards the forest. I dodged a pair of tributes fighting for a backpack before I entered the woods. By then I had lost sight of Peeta and wondered where he went, we entered the woods around the same area. I kept running but glanced over my shoulder to see if anyone was following. Nope, all is- SMACK! 

I ran right into someone, the impact knocking me on my ass. “Oww!” I exclaimed, looking for the other tribute but only seeing their feet as they disappeared over the edge of a hill. I heard her screaming and I wasn’t until it was silent again that I crawled up to the edge and looked over to see Glimmer laying still on the forest floor at the end of the hill. 

14 cannon booms sounded as I made my way down the hill carefully and strategically. When the cannon sounds it means the life of a tribute is gone. Now there is only 10 out of 24 left. I wasn’t sure if Glimmer was still alive, no hovercraft appeared for her body, but I needed the bow and arrows. Finally reaching her, I watched her body closely. She was still breathing so I had to be careful not to wake her. 

I buried my fingers under the sling of the quiver, my fingers sliding against her breast softly. I stopped my hand. She didn’t move yet. I then placed my whole hand on her breast, cupping it softly. I had never felt another girl’s boob before and it felt nice in my hand, especially Glimmer’s C cup. 

“What are you doing?” Glimmer asked before I quickly retracted my hand. I saw the small smile on her lips as she turned her head to look up at me.

“I was checking your heart beat.” I lied but I didn’t want her to know that I was fondiling her breast just because I wanted to. Haymitch and Peeta painted a good picture that me and Peeta were meant to be star-crossed lovers which was all an act. I also didn’t want the districts to know that I was more into women than guys. Why do you think I haven’t pounced on Gale who’ve I’ve known and hunted with basically my whole life? He was 12’s sexiest guy and if I wanted him, I would already have him.

“My leg hurts.” She whined softly, thankfully dropping the subject as she leaned up and looked at the big gash on her leg.

I knew I shouldn’t help her, it would just be one less person to worry about. But the Games were wrong and I wanted a way to show the Capitol that they can’t control me or get away with this.

“Can you walk?” I asked.

“I could try.”

I helped her up and let her sling an around my neck while she held the silver bow in the other. I needed to get her out of the elements and to somewhere where no-one could see a wounded Glimmer and get an easy kill. 

What I was looking for came in 100 yards from where Glimmer fell. A small cave that was partially hiddened by thick vines and trees. It was perfect place to hide themselves.

I carefully led the wounded girl inside incase another tribute had found it before we did. Thankfully, no-one did and I was allowed to carefully set Glimmer down on the cave floor, a light yelp of pain leaving her mouth when moved the wrong way. 

“You had a pretty bad fall. But I think that gash is the worst of it. But take it easy for your sore spots.” I instructed her. I knelt down beside her and leaned in to look at her gash which had stopped bleeding but still looked bad.

“I’ll be right back, I know the perfect plant that can be used for stitches.” I went to get up but I felt the other girl grab my hand, stopping me and directing my attetion to her.

“Dont leave me, Katniss.” She pleaded as she looked me in the eyes. I didn’t want to ignore her plea but her wound would get seriously infected if I didn’t do something.

“I won’t go far, just scream and I’ll be here in no time.” I assured her, giving a light smile. 

What Glimmer did next caught me off guard. She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me softly. I didn’t pull away but I only kissed back a little. I didn’t know she swung for the girls team. I didn’t completely, I still liked men but women were more fun to look at. 

“Dont be long.” Glimmer said after she pulled away. I just gave her a smile and stood up before I walked out of the cave. I had never kissed anyone before and when Glimmer kissed me it just felt out of this world. I almost turned right around and walked back just to kiss her again.

The sun was setting in the arena as I looked for the right plant for stitches. My mother was a nurse so I had learned how to stitch a wound, she also taught me the perfect plants to use for stitching. I had wondered slightly farther than I wanted but I found it and headed back to the cave.

When I entered I saw a sleeping Glimmer passed out on the floor of the cave. It was probably for the better that she was asleep, that meant she couldn’t feel the mediocre stitches I put in her leg.

A few hours later, I was sat in front of a small fire next to my new ally with three squirrels roasting over the flame. I had manged to shoot them with the bow and arrows before it got too dark to see. No more canons had sounded meaning 10 were still alive. I had a hand on Glimmer’s head, absentmindedly stroking her soft blonde hair. 

“Did you shoot those?” I heard Glimmer say.

I looked down at her, my eyes locking with hers for a moment before I nodded and looked at the game.

“Yeah. They’re all I could get before it got too dark.” I told her with my hand still stroking her soft blonde hair. It didn’t seem like she minded.

“Thats awesome. I suck with a bow.” Glimmer said with genuine amazment at my hunting skills. 

I watched as Glimmer sat up, taking my hand away from her head as I watched her look at the stitches on her leg. 

“Geez, you are also good at stitchs?!” She asked before she laughed softly and leaned against my side, looking up into my eyes. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

“A lot actually.” I said with a smile before I heard her mutter another soft giggle. Glimmer then noticed that she had my jacket drapped over her. I had to give it to her, she needed it more than I did at that moment.

“You’re real sweet, Girl on Fire.” She said softly, referrencing my new nickname given after me and Peeta rode into the Capitol on fire thanks to the work of our stylists, we were the talk of the town.

I just smiled at her comment as I looked at the dancing flames of the small fire.
Then the thought of the kiss we shared came to my head and I looked back at Glimmer. It was like she was reading my mind because right as I turned my head her lips crashed into mine. This time I kissed her fully back, placing a hand on the side of her head, gently stroking her hair as the kiss lingered. I then felt Glimmer’s hand on the back of my head before it followed the length of my dark brown hair which was in a long braid that was hung over my right shoulder.

“Make love to me.” Glimmer whispered against my lips which made me freeze. “Something wrong?” She asked after she felt me freeze and pulled away.

“I’ve never made love to someone, let alone another girl.” I admitted, my eyes looking down. I knew all the sweet spots on a girl’s pussy, I had touched myself multiple times. I just didn’t think I could pleasure another girl in that way.

“I don’t want to make you do something you don’t want to do.” Glimmer told me with a big smile as she lifted my chin up to look at her. 

I didn’t want this moment to slip away. What if she didn’t want to do it later when I felt more confident? I looked at her for a few long seconds before I nodded slowly.

“Okay, I’ll do it.” I gave her a small smile.

“I’ll help you if you get stuck.” She assured me with a wink before she presses her lips against mine again as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned back onto the floor, pulling me ontop of her. I reached down her body and un-did her pants before I pulled them down. I pulled away from Glimmer’s lips to get her pants off her legs, careful not to hit her wound. After her pants were off I saw the black lace thong she had on. It seemed a little ironic that she would wear such sexy undies in such a horrible place. But I didn’t ask questions or say anything, I just hooked my fingers under the band and pulled them carefully off. I then saw her glisting pussy staring at me. Those perfect pink lips made my own pussy tingle with excitement and arousle. But this was the part where I was iffy about. 

“Its so wet Katniss.” Glimmer whined as she pouted at me. God was she cute.

I licked my lips softly as I looked at her wet pussy, I could easily tell it was so wet. I took in a deep breath, here goes nothing. I dove my head between her legs and pressed my lips to her clitoris which caused a soft moan to escape Glimmer’s lips. It wasn’t until I began to suck on it that the real loud moans came. It was dangerous being that loud but I didn’t care and it looked as if Glimmer didn’t either.

As I continued to suck on her sweet clit, I felt Glimmer place her hands on the back of my head. I then slowly insurted my index and middle finger into her pussy entrance. It came with incredible ease since her pussy was sopping wet. More moans echoed in the cave as I began to move my fingers in and out of her at a fast pace. Why start out slow when she is so fucking wet?

“Oh god, Katniss.” I heard her moan out. I loved the sound of Glimmer’s pleasurable moans saying my name and I pumped my fingers in and out of her as fast as I could now while my lips were still locked on her clit.

“Katniss, I’m gonna cum!” Glimmer annouced before she arched her back slightly. I continued to pump and suck, wanting this girl to reach her sweet climax. I had never tasted cum before and I wanted to taste Glimmer’s so bad.

“Come on baby.” I muttered against her clit.

“OOOHHH GODDD KATNISSS, IM CUMMING!!” Glimmer screamed as I felt her juices gush out onto my fingers. I pulled my fingers only to have some of her cum squirt onto my face. I didn’t mind, I took it with a smirk on my face.

I removed my lips from her clit and slipped my tongue into her dripping wet pussy hole, wanting to get as much cum as I could. I lapped up the sweet juices which were the best thing I have ever tasted. Way better than the food at the Capitol. Glimmer let out a few little moans and I swallowed every drop of her delisicous cum.

Once I was done I moved back up her body to kiss her softly. After a moment of our lips locked together, Glimmer pulled away and looked at me with a sorry smile.

“Im sorry, you just fuck me so good.” She said before she used her sleeve to clean off the cum from my face. I licked off what I could get but Glimmer wipped away what I couldn’t.

“Do you want me to pleasure you like that?” She asked innocently. I was a virgin, well in a sense. Fucking yourself doesn’t count, right? I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous but Glimmer comforted me a little and that made me nod my head to say yes.

“But I don’t want you to hurt your leg.” I told her as I got off her and proceeded to put her pants and thong back on.

“Just sit on my face, that won’t hurt my leg.” Glimmer insisted and I nodded. 

I then undid my pants slowly. No-one has ever seen me naked before, except my mother. I was suddenly not feeling so confident anymore but looking at Glimmer’s reassuring smile made me continue. I pushed my pants and panites down to my ankles before I pulled my boots out of them. 

“Oh my, I didn’t know how sexy you were Katniss.” Glimmer said which brought a smile to my face. Then she motioned towards her.

I did as told and walked over to Glimmer, waiting as she laid totally flat on the cave floor before me.

“Kneel over me and lower yourself on me, you’ll know when to stop.” She instructed softly before I stepped over her head. With my boots on either side of her head, I carefully lowered myself onto my knees. I put my hands onto the cave wall infront of me as I lowered myself further.

I knew I was there when I felt Glimmer’s tongue probe into my pussy. Oh god that felt so amazing. Way better than my fingers when I pleasures myself.

“Someone’s wet.” Glimmer muttered against my pussy.

I let out soft moans, trying my hardest to be quiet but with this much pleasure I knew I would end up screaming. I felt Glimmer locked her arms around my thighs to hold me to her as I was absentmindedly bucking my hips since i was not use to pleasure like this. I gripped as hard as I could on the cave wall as I let out a loud moan. Who cares if I’m loud? I’ll just scewer anyone who enters with an arrow.

“Oh Glimmer.” I said breathlessly while her tongue swirled around in my sopping wet pussy which brought me closer and closer to cumming all over her face. I had a feeling she would get a lot more on her face than I did.

As if her tongue wasn’t giving me enough pleasure, Glimmer unwrapped an arm and used her fingers to rub against my clit, causing me to moan real loud.

“Glimmer! Glimmer, I’m going to cum!” I shouted with ecstacy.

She rubbed my clit faster and faster as she moved her tongue every which way until I let out a loud cry of pleasure as my cum gushed out of my pussy. Glimmer tried to keep up with my rushing juices but there was simply too much for the girl and she pushed me to the right off of her. I laying on my back as my chest rose and fell fast. I stared up at the roof of the cave, my thoughts just filled with that amazing pleasure I just had. Glimmer took my whole virginity and she gave me the best pleasure in the whole world.

“Geez, I didn’t think you would cum that much.” She said as she wipped off the cum from her face that she couldn’t reach with her tongue. I felt kind of bad. Was it bad I came that much? I most certainly didn’t cum that much at home, it must have been Glimmer’s magic tongue and fingers that made me cum that much.

“Im sorry.” I said as I got up off the floor and walked over to where my pants and panties were, slipping them on again. Once my legs were warm again I walked over to where I had been sitting before and sat down. I raised my eyebrows slightly when I felt Glimmer cuddle up to me, her head on my shoulder and her arm around my stomach as she pulled herself closer to me. I then reached over to grab my jacket before I drapped it over us, my arm then went around her before I gently rubbed her back.

“Dont be sorry, I liked it.” Glimmer said as she tilted her head up to kiss my jawline once. “I like you.” She said.

Hearing that made me smile because after having sex with her like that made me start to like her too. 

“I like you too.” I admit before I tilted my head down to kiss her on the lips. This moment was bitter sweet. I liked what me and Glimmer just shared but the sad fact of only one of us making it out came back into my head. 

I pulled away from her and smiled as I looked into her eyes for a moment. She then rested her head back on my shoulder and a few minutes later I found out she had fallen asleep. I watched the squirrels burn over the fire before I too fall into a deep sleep with Glimmer wrapped in my arm.

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Cloudberry Chronicles is an erotic web series that follows the eponymous adventures of Cloudberry, an elf on a mission to save her homeland and bring peace. It predominantly features lesbian, pansexual and polyamorous characters who are both cis and trans for your reading pleasure. Each story is a fully contained adventure, and the beginning of the smut (if you want to skip the lore and get right down to business) is marked in bold. Follow my writing on: http://dresspockets.tumblr.com/

CW and themes: fantasy, predicament play, horror, magic, peril, transformation, lesbian, temperature play, ice, sybian, melting, oral

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When Cloudberry was a baby, the land of her birth was thrown sideways into a war it didn’t want, with a country it had never heard of. The dark elves rose up from the caverns beneath their feet, and they didn’t stand a chance. The peaceful stability of the surface kingdoms was shattered overnight. Most had thought the presence of great underground cities filled with a violent, shadowy folk to be nothing more than a myth – they were wrong. The spider riders and the necromancers swarmed over the surface, merciless and cruel.

Thrown into a fugitive, nomadic lifestyle, the snow elves, called in their own tongue the Lumenvӓki, travelled across the land – from high mountain to boreal forest – forever trying to stay one step ahead of the dark elf hordes. The snow elves fought back with gruella tactics, collapsing their tunnels and crushing their spider-mounts.

Now Cloudberry had passed her 124th birthday, and lived 123 years of her life under war. And she was ready to end it. After joining the mage-scouts she gained proficiency as a mage, bending the harsh elements of the snow kingdom to her will. She had devoted her entire life to protecting her kith and kin, never looked up from her books or rested for longer than a night of sleep. She never had time for friends, for play or for… love.

Word had spread of a Drow artefact which, if obtained, could turn the tide of war.

And she was going to be the one to find it.

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The harsh cold bit at the exposed part of her face. It had been hours since she has felt the tip of her nose. The blizzard continued to howl around her face, whipping the fur on her hood and threatening to tear it off her head. She had dressed warmly in several long robes, and as she trudged through the snow the colours of her many layers swirled around her ankles.

“It should be somewhere around… here.”

Her foot touched ice beneath the snow, and for a moment the flurry cleared and she was able to see that she was standing at the edge of a large, iced-over lake. With a few deft movements her snowshoes were replaced with ice skates, her trailing robes tied up around her waist like a multicolour sash. She took a moment to brush the snow off the page of the open book she was carrying, revealing a map with faintly glowing outlines (and a glowing dot, marked ‘me’), before closing it with a sharp thump and setting off over the ice.

The wind tried to blow her off course, but she was a seasoned skater and her forward crossovers kept her from losing momentum and veering too sharply aside. Eventually her goal appeared through the dazzling white – an island, and on it, a weather-beaten ruin of an ancient temple.

A Drow temple.

It was a small, square construct barely larger than her room back at the mage’s keep. One wall was practically missing, and the remains of tree roots, long-dead from the harshness of the climate, clung to the remaining walls and trailed across the floor.

The sound of the howling wind was muffled in here, and it felt eerily quiet. She could clearly hear her breath for the first time in days, and her heartbeat.

It took only a moment to locate the trapdoor and clear away the brittle roots enough to open it. She changed her boots yet again, from ice-ready blades to tough climbing shoes. It was a long way down, and she wasn’t about to mess this up.

As she clambered down the dank and narrow staircase, one hand on the frosty wall and the other holding a conjured magelight, she thought through the plan one more time.

The Drow queen started this war because an ancient artefact had gone missing from her court, and she blamed the snow elves of stealing it. This same artefact, she hoped, was the one she was now heading towards.

The stairwell opened out into a broad, well-lit cavern of blue ice, and she realised for the first time that the stairs were not made of temple rock, but pure ice. An ethereal glow pulsed from deep within the walls, and high above her stalactites bigger than she was filled the far away ceiling. The cavern had retained some heat beneath the permafrost, not enough to be considered pleasant or even warm, but enough that her massive furs were more of a nuisance than a help. She took them off, and felt free to stretch in her loose academy robe.

Her reflection gazed back at her from a thousand different places, caught inside the multifaceted sheets of ice. She stared at her form as she crossed the frozen floor. A half-elf girl with tight, curly ginger hair stared back at her. She had often been teased for that hair, so human in its origin, and so bright and fiery next to the more demure and pallid snow elf tones. She kept it short, and her long pointed ears peaked though the top. This is how she got her nickname – with her hair so red she looked just like an arctic cloudberry. She had put on her finest robes at the start of this adventure, but they were now starting to show signs of wear and tear – there was patches on her sleeves and her hem was pale and frostbitten. She stuck her wand, a beautiful sprig of silver aspen, into her belt and carried on.

Near the farthest wall, where the glow seemed strongest, was a raised dais with a basin in front of it, and what looked like an ornately carved throne. Not a very comfortable seat, she thought, looking at its saddle-like shape and strange, bumpy textured surface. She consulted her book.

“The Joy of Just-Ice is one of the Queen’s most beloved of all her royal ritual objects. It grants the wearer a complete and utter love for Just-Ice. Once worn, the throne of Just-Ice will set the wearer free.”

She thought about the odd spelling of the word Just-Ice. Her Drow language skills were perfect, she thought, and she was fairly certain it was probably just a regional variant of the word ‘justice’. If she could only bring this back to the Drow Queen, she would surely remember her love for justice and honour, and stop attacking her people. Yes, this had to be it.

She adjusted her robes and brushed the snow off her shoulders before walking up the dais steps to the basin. It was a marvel, completely carved from the ice of the dais. Channels cut into the floor led into its centre. She could clearly look down and see the words engraved into the bottom:

“Fill me and be released.”

Huh, she thought. I wonder what that could mean.

She shrugged, and moved on. On top of a nearby pedestal was a small ball. It looked like it was made of twinkling clear crystal, but when she picked it up it was practically weightless. As she held it up she realised it was attached to two ornate straps on either side. A necklace? It looked too big and bulky to fit comfortably around someone’s neck.

Whatever it was, this was the Joy of Just-Ice, she finally held it in her hand! She grinned with excitement, and opened her mouth to make a silent cry of victory. With this she was going to-

With a jerk, the bauble shot out of her hand and into her open mouth.

‘Gurk!’

She made a strangled cry, cut off sharply by the artefact in her mouth. She only had a moment to register what had happened before the straps whipped around her head, latching themselves to one another and holding the ball firmly in place.

Her hands dropped the book and flew up to her face. She scrabbled in vain at her cheeks to try and remove the chains, which had slowly tightened until the ball rested between her teeth, her tongue pushed into the back of her mouth. All too quickly did her mouth fill with saliva, which then began to… freeze?

Cloudberry stopped, confused. Her tongue pushing weakly against the ball. It was cold to the touch and, yes she was certain of it, ice had started to form around the ball. She licked at it frantically, trying to warm it up, but no – the cursed item was impervious to heat. Her lips began to turn blue, and goosebumps spread over her arms and legs.

It was cold. So very, very cold. She wished now she hadn’t taken her furs off. She began to shiver violently, clasping her arms to herself tightly.

If only it wasn’t fixed to her mouth, she would be able to use a simple fire spell to warm up! But no, she couldn’t utter a word.

“Uhhhm” She tried to speak, but all that came out was her muffled cries.

“Nnnmmh”

She sank down onto the floor, defeated and dejected. So this was how it ended. She was a fool to have even come here. She put her head in her hands and gave in to the magic, letting it devour her with its icy maw.

Slowly but surely, starting with her lips and fingertips, the young half-elf’s skin began to turn a ghostly blue. It spread up her arms, over her neck and face, down back her belly, her crotch and her legs. Even her bright ginger hair turned instead to a pale shade of almost-white. Her fingernails were white, her lips white. Her eyes a glowing pale blue.

For a while, the magic consumed her like this until suddenly, it was gone. And in the light of the ethereal cave her body pulsed with that same shining presence.

She opened her eyes, and gasped.

Her skin was like ice. No, not her skin. Her whole body. She could see straight through her hands and see the dais behind them. She looked down at her exposed chest above her neckline… it was crystalline, like a prism, and she could faintly see the outlines of internal organs and bones inside her. Her breasts held their shape but she could see right through them, see their curve as it ran below and rested on her tummy. She ran a hand through her hair, and it jingled like a thousand icicles chiming together. She still had no use of her mouth, but that felt ok. She felt empowered, and full of frantic energy.

Every tiny movement she made, the slightest breath or the tiniest glance, made her body reflect the light like a multifaceted crystal. She was made of ice and sound and colour, and she felt alive.

The cold was no longer an issue, she didn’t feel it at all. Her clothes felt drab and stifling next to her scintillating flesh, so she untied her robe carefully and watched her reflections in the multifaceted ice walls as her naked body rose out from the crumbled garment. She was surrounded by multiple crystalline versions of herself, all copying her movements exactly from every possible angle.

She felt filled with a yearning, a desire to run her hands over this beautiful creation. She was like a sculpture of immaculate transparency. No mortal hand had made anything so beautiful, so lifelike, so full of… joy.

Cloudberry ran her fingers up her thighs, saw how strange it looked to see the floor through her legs through her hand. Her supple breasts were full like tear drops, each of them a soft but solid handful. She ran her hands over them and saw how beautiful her nipples looked in blue – one of the few places of her body that retained any colour at all, as well as her lips… both pairs of lips.

Her labia were small and had multiple creases, and framed her clit like the petals of some kind of rare flower. She could see her vulva through her stomach, could see the faint outlines of her rippled vaginal walls. She tensed her muscles at the thought, and watched with wonder as her pussy tightened.

So that’s what it looks like from the inside, she thought.

She shook her head slightly to the side and moaned and her glacial hair tinkled and echoed across the cavern floor.

What is wrong with me? Why am I acting like this!?

She sighed and placed a finger on her clit, turning it slowly in small circles. Her body was a diamond, and she got to play with it. She wanted to bite her bottom lip but couldn’t, the gag still firmly in place. She bit the gag instead, and like magic a wave of pleasure seemed to course through her body.

And then it struck her. The odd spelling of Just-Ice. It wasn’t justice at all, the artefact turned everything to… just ice. She would laugh out loud, if only she could. The gag allowed no laughter, only moans.

This feeling then, this… desire…

This was the joy the artefact brought. A sexual peak that only magic could find. She had heard the term ‘joy’ used by mages before to refer to arcane sex magic, which was apparently so powerful that any spells or artefacts that used it were banned. No wonder the Drow Queen wanted this hidden.

But now the only question remained, she thought as she lazily flicked her clit with the end of her finger: What to do about it?

Should she – could she – break the law, and practise this forbidden art?

It was hard to resist the sensations, but she still had a chance to turn back. Her breasts pulsed with opalescent radiance as the beat of her heart got faster.

Yes. With this power, she could turn the tide of the war. She could bring peace. Peace through… love.

Saliva was beginning to drip out her mouth, leaving a little icicle on her chin as the hot fluid made patterns over her gleaming tits. It was hard to tell if it was all saliva, or if her body was melting under the heat of her desire.

She turned her attention to the second half of the quote. The throne of Just-Ice will set the wearer free. Reaching out, she carefully traced the runes on the floor, spelling out “fill me and be released” around the empty font. As she did so, a drop of water from her fingertip splattered onto the floor and slid down the incline into the basin.

Her attention turned to the seat, what she supposed was the throne. It had a saddle-like shape, with hand rests to the side and a place for your feet to rest. Carved from the same blue-icy crystal as the basin, its surface was riddled with bumps and protrusions. It looked very uncomfy. As she got closer, she realised the chair was covered in realistically carved figures, writhing around on the surface of the seat in some kind of giant orgy. Breasts and butts chiselled from the smooth gemstone covered the scene, locked in time, and tiny faces made tiny gasps as tiny hands gave them tiny orgasms.

Gingerly she climbed over it, and lowered herself gently onto the seat. It felt better than she anticipated, the many bumps pushed against her bare ass, her vulva and her thighs. She wiggled to get into position and immediately the seat did its magic. The ridges of the small bodies pressed against her bare flesh, and her squirming made them press against her clit and run up and down her vulva with ripples of pleasure. They had been carefully crafted to press against the user and create a very intense stimulation, one that mimicked that which the figures themselves were receiving.

She bit down again on the ball and without thinking, grabbed the hand rests and pushed down hard with her hips. The texture of the seat was alternatively ribbed, ridged, bumpy and rough. The variety of sensations was intoxicating, and she felt the protrusions slide around her pussy lips as she rubbed her body against them. Looking down, she saw her lips wrap around a pair of figures – one giving oral sex, the other receiving. As her pink flesh engulfed them, the light changes and she swore she saw a different expression fly across their faces. Squeezing her thighs against the side, she could feel the ridges pulling back her hood and exposing her clitoris, before some other texture would push it back again.

She moaned, and saliva ran from her mouth, falling off her chin and making its way into the waiting pool below. It now contained a very tiny amount of liquid.

Cloudberry pulled her body forward, grinding her clit up and down against the ridges of the seat. Her translucent body was now sleek with moisture. The throne was vibrating softly via some magical energy, and it felt incredible when she pressed up against it. It felt alive beneath her. She brought her legs in closer, her feet slipping over the wet floor, and placed her toes on the footrest.

Immediately, that seemed to activate some inner mechanism. The vibrating intensified, giving her a pleasure that was almost too sensitive, too much to bear. She squirmed to lift herself up from the intensity of the throne, but found she couldn’t move her hands.

In the distraction of her pleasure, she hadn’t noticed some of the figures had reached out and grasped her hands. She hadn’t seen them move, but not sure enough a ring of busty figures of all shapes and sizes had formed around her wrists. Some of them seemed to look at her with mocking eyes and laughter at the edge of their frozen smiles.

She looked down. Yes, her ankles too were held in place by small, strong hands. She screamed.

But of course, no sound came out. Only a dull moan as the crystal ball absorbed her words.

She felt a motion beneath her. Looking down, she saw the figures disappear and swirl around until a new carving presented itself. A mouth, gently biting at its plump and feminine lower lip. Cloudberry squeaked and, despite wanting this so badly, without thinking she pulled against her restraints.

So this is what this magic is like…? Am I truly ready for this?

It was too late to wonder. Despite being cut from hard crystal the lips seemed soft against her vulva. They parted, and sucked deeply at her clit.

“Uh, nnuh!”

She could only screw her eyes tightly and brace herself against the waved of pleasure lapping at her crotch. Glistening droplets formed on her arms, chest and legs… every so often dripping softly to the floor and running into the basin. It was now a small puddle.

Her nipples stood to attention and she felt sure that if someone were to run their hand over them right now, that they would feel harder than diamonds. She wanted – no, needed – something, anything to touch them. She would explode from desire otherwise. But her hands were held firm, her legs remained shackled, and her begging was lost beneath the ball gag. No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t move her body. She was stuck in this position, sitting with her legs wrapped around the saddle.

The mouth let go of her, and she had a couple of seconds to catch her breath. Then, carefully and precisely, it parted her lips with its tongue, and entered her.

“MMUH!”

When she looked down, she could see the tongue inside her, snaking up and up as though never ending. The tip of the tongue flicked at the walls it glided past, and she watched her muscles contract through her translucent skin. Helpless and with water running off her face, she pushed herself downwards. She had minimal control, but she could use what she did have to get what she wanted.

The throne took this encouragement with relish, enthusiastically thrusting itself deeper inside her, her restraints tightening. She saw the rivers of liquid rush down from her into the basin, which was filling rapidly. Was it sweat? Surely not, it was way too cold for that.

The Joy of Just-Ice seemed like a part of her now. She couldn’t remember a time when she was able to open her mouth. Her jaw muscles ached but the basin still wasn’t full. She wondered what her tongue looked like, pressed against the gag – was is translucent, like the rest of her? No time to wonder, her thoughts were filled with the myriad of sensations her body was going through.

She rubbed her clit against the ridges of the throne while it filled her with deeper and thicker strokes of its daemonic tongue. It seemed to swell to meet her needs, in all the right places. More and more she felt like she couldn’t tell where she ended and it began.

She felt exhilarated, and in her ecstasy bit down upon the bauble in her mouth. As always, a wave of magical force flew through her, but this time she knew what to do.

Touch me. She thought. My nipples. Touch me.

The throne was listening. The small army of carven figures pulled her arms forward and her legs back, changing the shape of the throne and pulling her down to rest on top of the ornate surface.

“Uuh…”

She moaned loudly. Her breasts pressed against the cold hard crystal. She bit again on the gag, harder.

Do it. Please!

Through her translucent skin she could see the crystal reach around her nipples and, suddenly, bite hard onto them in the same way that she had bit the ball. A lightning bolt hit her. She bit the gag again, and the crystal bit her in the same way. She licked the gag, and the crystal licked her back. Like a holy trinity, her clit and her nipples formed a triangle of pure pleasure that brought her to intense, rolling, wavelike orgasm. It came crashing around her, she was drowned in it. Her breath stopped for an instant and she stared into nothingness. She floated for a second on the crescendo of pulsing rapture, as though she was at the bottom of the deep ocean.

And then she breathed out. Her whole body was electric. She felt like she had completely melted. Her mind was free.

Except… she HAD completely melted.

No part of her remained on the throne, only trickles of water left from her icy body. The basin was finally full – of her!

She panicked.

No! It said I would be free if I filled the basin! Not like this!

She strived to remember her human form. A watery hand emerged from the bowl, and another. Finally, a distinctly Cloudberry-shaped head.

“Please, no!” She cried, and tried to fling herself towards the edge of the pool. It was hopeless, her actions only served to stir up the water and sent ripples running through her.

It was getting cold.

With a start she realised that the Joy of Just-Ice was sitting on the side by the throne, which had now retreated back into its ornately carved state. Without it, she couldn’t control the water.

Must… find… a way…

She tried to focus on creating legs. She tried to wade through the water that was herself, her breath clouding in front of her.

She was freezing.

No!!

As though in slow motion, the water began to turn back into ice. Without the help of the gag, there was no way to control it. Slowly but surely, the tendrils of cold spread up through her water-form body. Whimpering, she reached desperately for the crystal ball, fingers barely grazing it…

…and froze.

A perfect sculpture of a half-elf woman, naked and crawling out of the frozen pool as though leaving a warm bath. Now locked forever in a position of desperation, hand grasping forward. A look of dismay upon her face.

By the side lay an old book, and a pile of discarded clothes.

THE END…?

HOW COULD OUR DEAR CLOUDBERRY SAVE HERSELF FROM THIS TERRIBLE FATE? IS THERE ANYONE WHO COULD RESCUE OUR SEXY, INTREPID HERIONE? FIND OUT NEXT TIME FOLKS!

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Lindzee shows a couple a house, but they need some time to look around and discuss things. Lindzee finds out they’re going it, but little does she know that this couple doesn’t take to kindly to being watched even if they’re not supposed to screw in someone else’s house.

“So, this is still in your price range, but close to the higher number,” I said, leading the way. “Obviously, it’s up to you.”

“I like it, Ray; it’s spacious.”

“Yes, it is, but that does reflect on the price tag. I could tell you liked it from the second I saw your face, Ashley.”

“Yeah, so?” she giggled, stopping them both.

I turned back to see them kissing, but looked away. I jiggled a bit, but respected both the client’s privacy. They made out for a moment, and I just waited for them to continue the tour. I wasn’t sure how long they’d keep going, but I was willing to wait.

“I love you,” Ray mumbled.

“I love you too,” Ashley added, before coming my way. “Sorry, Lindzee.”

“It’s okay,” I mentioned, peeking at them.

We continued the tour, and they stayed together the whole time. I smiled at them quite a few times as I was happy they were happy with each other, it appeared.

A few minutes later, I saw them kissing again. ‘Damn, you two must be in love, and they’re feeling some fireworks. Yes, feel that butt, Ray; it looks somewhat plump, but those jean shorts don’t paint the best picture. I should be getting annoyed because I’m trying to show you this house, and I don’t make money until you buy a house. Yet, you two are displaying something sexy to look at indeed. Ashley, are your hands moving to his crotch.’

“No, babe,” he murmured, stopping her hands.

I turned around again and tried to make it seem like I wasn’t watching them at all. Although, I still felt my pussy getting wet, I vibrated quite a bit. I tried to play it cool, but of course, they were clearly horny and could’ve seen the signs.

Even after I kept my eyes off them, I still heard kissing sounds and even a little moaning too. I bit down on my bottom lip because I felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, I still felt turned on as well.

After a few minutes, I finally heard their lips come apart. “Oh, we’re sorry, Lindzee, I’m sure we can look around for ourselves. You can just chill out for a little while.”

I viewed them again and nodded. “Okay, sure,” I said, prior to glancing at his crotch. ‘Well, you’re rock hard, Ray,’ I thought, before sitting down on the couch. “Don’t forget, you can purchase this furniture here in the living room and the king-sized bed in the bedroom if you’d like.”

“We might have to think about that, but thank you, Lindzee,” Ashley stated before they headed that way.

I watched them walk away. “Well, a sexy shorter brunette, with a tall brunette man get together, and then the clothes must come off too. I can see that, but I hope they wouldn’t just do it in the bedroom. They were eye-fucking each other to death out here, and that’s when they weren’t making out. So, shit, I don’t know, but I wanted to feel my drenched cherry,” I moaned, before I bit down on my bottom lip.

I watched my crotch for a moment, even through my skirt, and desired to feel my snatch. I glanced at the door to the bedroom and saw it closed. I couldn’t be certain if they were doing something naughty beyond that door, but my head went there, though.

After a couple of minutes, I let my hand into my skirt and then into my panties as well. I couldn’t resist, but to feel my wet cherry. It just became real, so to speak, even though I already knew they had me rather hot, actually feeling it was different.

I rubbed my pussy ever so slowly for a moment as my eyes didn’t come off the door even for a second. I was roughly twenty-five feet away from the door so that I couldn’t hear anything either, but I didn’t get up to investigate.

For the time being, I just masturbated nonchalantly and licked my lips too. I knew they could come out at any second, but I rolled the dice and eyeballed the door nonstop. That put out the bait for me, but I stared for the time being.

I felt my slit and shook the couch in the process. I bit down on my bottom lip even more as I knew I was soiling the couch, but I couldn’t just stop. I went past the point of no return and kept going.

“She was feeling his crotch earlier, but I wonder if she’s got his dick out now. She could be down on her knees right now, with his schlong in her mouth. It could be happening right at this very second. I don’t know for sure, but they were making out, and she looked like she was dying to get out of her clothes. I saw her rack a few times too, it looked like they could be C-cups, but I still don’t know. Shit, they are like tempting me just to peek in there. How can I, though? Even if they are having sex in there, they might fire me. I could be shit out of luck, and I’ve had them as clients for over a month now. Well, they know I’m out here, so what all could they be doing in there?”

“Oh,” I faintingly heard Ashley moan.

I cheesed, but couldn’t get up though. “That’s the proof I need; they’re screwing in there, I know it. Why else would she moan like that? I know I heard it.”

“Be quiet, babe,” I heard Ray add quietly.

I covered my face with both hands but didn’t speak. I had to picture them doing it, but of course, I had never seen either of them naked, but I still envisioned them the best I could. I scrubbed my twat and breathed heavily too.

“Oh, yes, Ashley, you’re being bad and letting your husband plow you from behind in a house you’re touring. That’s not right, but oh, so sexy, though. I’m sure your snatch can take his big pecker, it might be devouring your pussy, but you can handle it.”

I felt my juice coming out more and more and surely getting the couch, but I didn’t care. My horny mind took over indeed, and I tried my best to keep myself under control. I almost forced myself to peek at the door from time to time too.

That didn’t stop me from masturbating like mad. I just kept my fingers moving nonstop and sweated up a storm as I was all but positive that they were screwing in there. Those faint words painted quite the picture, but I still didn’t have actual proof.

Feeling my pussy, under those circumstances, was so much better than just masturbating for any other reason. As I had the concept of this going on as well, all bets were off because I never discovered anything else like this before.

“I’ve never actually seen anyone have sex in person before, but would I dare get a look at them? They could be doing it, or something else for all I know. I still have no real evidence proving that they are having sex, but shit,” I whined, jiggling around even more.

Even if the door suddenly opened, I wasn’t certain I could look away quickly, but yet, I continued to eyeball it. Obviously, from the angle of the door, they wouldn’t be to tell I had my hand down my skirt, but still, it was a risk.

After twenty minutes, I made myself cum several times, but I still couldn’t look away. They trapped me in some kind of sexual vortex, so to speak, and I knew there was no escape. All I could do was wait.

“Even if they come out right now or in another hour, I’m still gonna be wondering the whole time what they were doing in there. I’m rather confident, but I still don’t know,” I muttered, before a gap. “There’s only one way to find out, though,” I let out, prior to calmly getting onto my feet.

I evicted my hand and calmly strolled towards the bedroom door. I breathed as lightly as possible and moved my feet as calmly as possible as well.

“Oh, just like that, Ashley, I love you,” I heard Ray moan.

“Yes,” I mouthed, stopping in my tracks. “They’re doing it,” I added, before closing the gap. “I don’t hear anything from Ashley, but her mouth could be plugged up at the moment,” I whispered, before pushing my head on the door. ‘Yes, I’m sure that’s some sucking sounds; she’s blowing him right now.’

My vibrations spiked, and I already felt my juice leaking down my knees nonstop as well. I didn’t know what to make of them doing it in a house they didn’t own, but they did it and turned me on in the process.

“Yes, suck that cock as we make Lindzee wait for us. Just make sure you swallow; it’s rude to soil the carpet or the blanket on the bed.”

Then the words ceased, but his moans increased. I backed away from the door, not to make the door rattle. Nevertheless, I had to let my hand back into my panties again. So, I knew Ashley was sucking Ray’s pecker directly from the horse’s mouth.

I couldn’t resist, but to listen and play with my pussy too. Again, I had no idea if they’d just stop and come to the door, but I didn’t care. Ray was worried about getting his seed in there, but I couldn’t be sure if Ashley would even let his seed pop out at all.

Either way, I wasn’t about to walk away or stop playing with myself. I continued to invade their privacy, even if it wasn’t warranted for such a thing in that setting. I heard those slurping sounds and him seemingly enjoying himself.

‘I’m picturing what’s happening perfectly if I was either of them, I know I’d be happy. It’s wrong to have sex in someone else’s house, especially one you’re touring, but shit, you two are naughty. I can’t be that mad at you two because it is still hot and sexy.’

I resisted the urge to get a real view of them, but my cherry was begging me to crack the door open just a tad. I desired to see them, but I knew that would be opening up Pandora’s Box, and there was no telling what would come out of it.

Nevertheless, I had to glare at the doorknob, but I kept my hand off it for the time being. All the while, I heard the sucking sounds intensify, and his moans get louder too. I had no idea if they forgot I was just outside the room, or they wanted to push their luck, but either way, I got to listen.

“Holy shit, every time you remind me of why I married you: it’s that mouth.”

I heard her giggle a tad.

“You know what, you shouldn’t get cum on the floor or the bed, but you can get my tits, though,” she offered.

“I can do that because when I see these boobs, you’re bulletproof.”

“I know,” she added.

“She’s at least half-naked now, and she is blowing him still. So, shit,” I whined, gently, grabbing the doorknob. “You only live once,” I muttered, before opening the door a bit.

From one second to the next, I got to see the image of them together. “Oh, yes, Ashely, you are half nude and giving your hubby one sloppy blow job too. Oh, you two naughty people, you must be extra bad to pull some shit like this. I can’t see all of your cock, but it appears to be big and thick. Your hotwife is sucking your dick slowly, but hardly, and you’re a good hubby by rubbing her head too. Making it clear how much you love it, and you already have the go-ahead to shoot her melons too. I can’t see them too well, but I’m sure they’re to die for indeed. Although, you did say you married her because of her mouth, so if I wasn’t in the house, would you be screaming in praise of it?”

I had no idea, but I had to keep watching them, even though he only had his rod out and her mouth kept covering it. The act itself was still quite the sight and made me melt too, so I was helpless, but to keep my eyes on them.

I saw him bitting down on his bottom lip more and more, so I was sure he’d need to pop soon, but I still waited patiently for him to do just that. He kept his hands on her head, though, and pulled her hair, but nothing and no one was gonna stop her.

I scrubbed my twat so much, it began to burn a tad, but I managed to keep it lubricated with my juice continually coming out. Nevertheless, I was still feeling it bad, and I trembled too, but I fought to keep watching as long as I could.

“Yes, you’re almost there, Ashley, and I’ll shoot an ocean all over your hooters if you want. I don’t care if this isn’t our house; I’ll get it done.”

“And buy the house too, horny people?” I whispered.

I wasn’t sure if the sale was even in the cards, but of course, I had something else to deal with at the moment. I also wanted to take off my clothes because I was sweating heavily, but I resisted again, but pressed my face on the door and opened my mouth as widely as possible.

“Oh, yes, here you go, Ashley,” he moaned, gently pushing her face off his rod. “Here you go, babe,” he let out before he stroked his schlong.

I still couldn’t get a good look at her jugs, but I did see his uncovered dick as he rubbed it and then let his seed burst out to her boobs. He twitched and couldn’t keep his eyes on her, but still shared the cum with her.

I certainly reveled in the sight and did my best not to give myself away. Seeing Ray’s seed blast out was beyond mind-blowing to me, but knowing his cum landed on her bosoms just made it so much sweeter, though.

“Oh, you know how to use that mouth; there’s no doubt about that.”

“And you know how to use your dick too,” she added, rubbing it into her tits.

“I agree with both of you; even now the deed is done, I’m still masturbating,” I muttered.

I tried to control myself the best I could, but I played with fire.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned.

“Lindzee? Are you fucking watching us?” Ashley asked, glancing at me.

“Shit,” I whined as I felt my heart nearly stop.

“We know it’s you, Lindzee,” Ashley made clear as I heard footsteps. “What the hell, you were watching me give my husband a blow job?”

I couldn’t make eye contact with her and bit down on my bottom lip.

Then she took my hand and yanked me in there with her. “What the hell, Lindzee? You thought it was okay to peep on us?”

“Well, babe, this isn’t our house.”

“I know, but still. They’re just tits, Lindzee; you don’t need to cover your face, wench.”

“Okay,” I mumbled, bringing my head towards them.

I had to check them both out for a moment, and neither of them covered up at all. I tried my best to stay calm, but considering Ashley’s attitude, I thought for sure I was screwed.

“Maybe this isn’t our house, but that still doesn’t make it okay for you to watch us.”

“Well, you were in here for a long time, and giving each other those looks before you came in here. Was I just supposed to wait until you two were done?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what you should’ve done. You make money just showing houses, so deal with the job. Regardless of what we were doing in here.”

“Okay,” I whined, closing my eyes for a second. “Can we just forget this even happened?”

“Are you looking at my hubby’s wood now?”

“No,” I answered, looking away. “Please, can I just finish showing you the house now?”

“No,” she replied, tugging me back towards her. “Why don’t you get a closer look, considering how much you love it,” she ordered me, pushing me down towards his crotch. “Look, touch, taste, or whatever you want, perv,” she said, getting behind me.

I backed away, but pushed me right back. I felt my heart rate soaring through the roof too, but I didn’t speak. I tried moving to my side too, but she grabbed both of my thighs and kept me right in front of Ray.

“Go ahead, feel it, Lindzee,” she offered, applying pressure to me. “You wanted to watch us, remember? Did Ray and I just imagine catching you just now? No, you were clearly watching with your hand in your panties. Maybe we aren’t supposed to have sex in a house you’re showing us, but that doesn’t mean you can just watch us, though, bitch.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and felt her pushing herself on me too.

“We were nice before, but when you pull shit like that, we’re gonna be mean. Now grab my husband’s dick.”

“Okay,” I cried, before I calmly brought my hand to his cock. “There, I’m feeling it. Are you happy?”

“No, now stroke it for him. He likes smooth hands, and you definitely have them here,” Ashley added, wrapping her hand around mine. “I know how hard his cock is; you saw me sucking on it, remember?”

“Yes, but why are you so mean now?”

“Why did you watch us, Lindzee? Is that in the realtor’s handbook?”

“No, but I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to piss you off. Now, may I please go?”

“No, we’re even having some fun with you now,” she added, putting her other hand on mine. “Don’t you like his cock, Lindzee, or my boobs?”

I couldn’t answer, but Ray leaned to her and kissed her. They obviously showed they were in love, but I wasn’t feeling it.

“I don’t know what kind of sick game this is supposed to be, but I’m out of here,” I said, attempting to break free again.

“No, you’re not going anywhere, Lindzee,” Ray made clear, pushing off my vest. “You’re not the realtor anymore, you’re the horny skank that’s gonna have some fun, or you’re fucked. We’ll make sure you lose your license, so cut the shit, will you?”

I sobbed more, but Ashley moved my face towards hers. “Don’t worry, we can be nice,” she said, before kissing me. “You just did something mean, so you gotta and will make up for it. Now, you’re gonna take off more clothes, or you’re going to suck my husband’s johnson. We’ll be nice and let you choose. We want to know if you have sexy jugs or give great blow jobs. I like giving my man mean blow jobs,” she explained, before tugging her hands away. “So, what’s it gonna be?”

I viewed his cock and jiggled a bit, but I was still unnerved. Ashley kept pushing herself on me and even smooched my neck several times too. Truth be told, I was slightly turned on, but I was scared given their mean demeanors.

“Pick one, damn it!” she yelled.

“Okay, okay,” I fretted, wiping my face. “You don’t need to be so mean.”

“Trust me,” she said, before swatting my ass and pushing her face on my neck. “We haven’t begun to be mean. Now pick one, Lindzee; we’ll tolerate a little reluctance, but not a lot. Now, we’re going to feast our eyes on your boobs, or Ray is gonna know how mushy your lips are. You have ten seconds.”

I cried a little more, but took off my shirt.

Ashley helped herself to undo my bra and took it off me too. “Oh, these are nice too, Lindzee,” she complimented me, rubbing them. “You see, we can be nice.”

Ray leaned to me and felt them as well. “Yes, these are perfect, now grab my rod again.”

I bit down on my bottom lip again and calmly moved my hands to his pecker.

“You have a great set of boobs, and you’ve proven yourself to be a voyeur too, you dumb floozy. Maybe if you don’t pull bullshit again, you won’t have to deal with us being mean,” he added, letting his palms onto my face. “Don’t you think?” he asked, before kissing me.

“Yes,” Ashley made clear, before undoing my skirt.

She pushed it down and then my panties as well. “You’re naked now, Lindzee,” she added before her hands came onto my pussy. “Wow, you were turned on, woman, this is soaked. Was that mean too?”

“Yes,” I griped, pushing her down. “Both of you, keep your hands off me,” I commanded them, standing.

She pushed down her shorts and panties. “Oh, you have a mean side too,” she added, as they both came up with me. “So, what are you gonna do when we do this?” she pondered, when they placed my hands on their private parts.

 

My mouth opened up widely and shook too.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you, cunt?” Ray asked, rubbing my hand. “You don’t have to be ashamed; there are millions of horny pervs like you all over the world. Now since you’re feeding us like this, we should get in some more boob play, too,” he said before they both felt my jugs. “You’re not gonna cry some more, are you?”

“No, you asshole.”

“Hey!” she snapped, prior to spanking me. “He’s definitely an asshole, but he’s my asshole. Now, you’re going to make it up to him. Get down on your knees and suck my husband’s dick. You decided to watch me doing it, now you’re gonna extend me the same pleasure, or we will make sure you get fired and lose your license, understand?”

I bit down on my bottom lip and calmly lowered myself to my knees. I was still scared, but Ashley even got behind me while staying on her feet and pushed her pussy on my head. I couldn’t keep the tears from forming, but I leaned towards his cock.

“Grab it, damn it, his prick isn’t gonna suck itself. Give him some oral pleasure, Lindzee. You were drooling over us earlier, so this should be easy, shouldn’t it?”

I still felt my slit getting wet, and she made me hornier while pushing her twat on me, but they still pushed me though, which made me very uneasy.

“Come on, suck on it, and get my husband’s cum, bitch. We’re getting tired of waiting, so just do it already.”

I turned around and shoved her down. “You’re a fucking hussy, Ashley.”

We looked at each other with mean eyes for a moment.

Then she soared back down with me. “I like you, but now you’re gonna give my husband head, skank,” she ordered me, before turning me around.

She grabbed his schlong and pulled it towards me. “Open your mouth and suck it; we all know you’re horny, so do it, reluctant slut. Prove to us that you can pull the shit off, and don’t even think about wussing out on us either. We got you naked for a reason, now please us.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and calmly let his pecker into my mouth.

“Oh, there you go, tramp. You liked watching me suck his rod, and now it’s in your mouth,” she moaned, pushing herself on me. “Put your hands at the base, too, and suck it hard. Make him want to cum a river all over your tits, Lindzee. I want to see you suck it until he had to explode, and not a second beforehand. I’ll just be rubbing these boobs the whole time, so keep going.”

I closed my eyes and let my lips thrust slowly; all the while, I felt her keep pushing herself on me, and Ray even placed his hands on my head too. So, I was conflicted, but I certainly knew Ashley wasn’t about to let me stop even with my tears.

She placed her chin on my shoulder too, but of course, the motives behind it weren’t nice, so it was still rather taboo, to say the least. I didn’t love the taste of Ray’s wood, but I did get into it a bit after a while.

“Yes, suck that johnson, just like that. You’re making him moan and jiggle a bit too. So, keep sucking, and get that seed. Get it, witch, get it just as the perverted tart you are. Who the hell just watches someone fuck? What kind of bullshit is that?”

I pushed her down again, but she calmly came back up to me yet again. That time, she let her hands come onto my cherry and immediately began rubbing it too. I shook and felt my nerves cringe at first, but let it go the time being.

I felt her breath attack my neck too, but I kept at it with my lips moving back and forth ever so slowly. He continued to fondle my head as well, but then they both decided not to talk. I felt a little less threatened by then, but I knew I wasn’t free.

I even made eye contact with Ray, but he still didn’t let a word drop. Although, he did let his hands go even harder on my head. The veins in his wood did go off a bit too, but I could tell by his stance he very much in control of himself.

He even licked his lips, but showed no signs of losing it. All the while, Ashley kept fingering me and making me frequently jolt as well. I felt her cherry rubbing all over my butt and lower back, so she left quite the trail of juice too.

I pressed my lips on his cock too in hopes of reducing his defenses, but it was pointless. I watched him hold firm, and there seemed to be no corner-cutting at all. After a few more minutes, I closed my eyes again and angled my head forward too.

I also made sure to keep my hands at the base, but again, it was futile to making him give an inch so I could stop. I felt Ashley grab my titties harder and harder with each passing minute and even began hurting them a bit.

Nevertheless, it made me push the envelope with her pushes and his resistance. I made my lips go further down his prick, but yet, I didn’t get him to shake. He played with my hair, but never smiled at me or give me any other positive reinforcement.

The best I got was some massaging from both of them, even though it wasn’t exactly welcome from either of them. Needless to say, the extra happy, but mean couple fed off my reluctance, and once it worked in their favor, they got a little more handsy.

I breathed out of my nose the best I could and still had a speeding heart, but I didn’t allow them to bite my head off again. I was still nervous, but they humiliated me somewhat, so I needed to get back at them.

Ashley used both hands on my vagina and even let a couple of fingers go in there as well. Still, I wouldn’t say I liked it, but I allowed it to happen under their threat. I felt my body tense up quite a bit, but I tried to fight the disgust, but I had to let his wood.

“Were you just gagging?” Ashley whined.

“Yes, his dick is too big; it went back too far, you stupid tramp,” I griped, turning to her.

“You pathetic woman,” she branded me, before pushing me away.

She took his cock back into her mouth and immediately went all the way back.

“Oh, yes, that’s how you suck a schlong, Lindzee, not how you were fucking doing it.”

“Well, you two were being horrible to me; what the hell do you two expect?” I fretted.

She released his rod. “Nothing, but get back over here and suck his cock until he cums,” she ordered me, pulling me back to his crotch. “Suck it and make him give you his seed, woman. This is your last chance, or you’re fucked.”

I slowly opened my mouth again and let his johnson in there.

“No, push those damn lips back and make my husband feel good. We’re getting tired of waiting for you. I showed you how to do it, now get it done. It’s not that hard, wench. Shit, a fucking virgin could get this done, and I swear if you start crying again, I’ll slap the tears right off your face.”

I let his wood out again and looked at her.

“What?”

I slapped her myself and made her fall. “Shut the fuck up, you conniving harlot! If you say one more damn word, I’ll rip off those two sacks of silicone you have hanging off your chest that you call ‘boobs.’ Do you got that?”

She smiled as evily as possible and rose back up with me. She snatched my arms and yanked me back to her to kiss me. I surely didn’t like it, but she was still very much the boss. My arms stayed down at my sides, but she kept her lips on mine for over a minute.

Her lips abruptly launched off mine. “Don’t make me tell you again.”

I advanced her onto her butt again and went back to his cock. I grabbed it at the base as hard as I could and took it into my mouth. I held his member as hard as possible and pressed my lips down on it as much as possible too.

“Everyone needs a damn push, woman, now use it, and use it well for your favorite clients, Lindzee,” he implored me, scrubbing my head.

“Yes, what the hunk said, woman. Are you gonna do as you’re told and make him shoot his load? Do I need to swat your ass again?” she pondered, leaning up with me again.

I didn’t answer her and just kept sucking as hard as possible. I finally got some results and had Ray shaking a bit, but I knew I still had work to do, though. I used my tongue to go all over it too, but it seemed like I was using scissors to mow the lawn.

It was near pointless for me to make him cum, and those two were gung ho on making me feel like shit and getting the supposed result they wanted. At the same time, he caressed my head, and she rubbed my melons too.

“You saw him shoot before, so you know he’ll explode, but you gotta work for it, though. Suck on it so hard that you force the cum to blast out. Do it, you dumb Bizare chick. I don’t know why you thought watching us was okay, but you’re going to make it up to us. There’s no half-assing bullshit here, and if you fail us, trust me, you’ll regret it.”

I pushed my lips down his schlong as far back as I could and gagged again. I knew they both noticed, but they didn’t say anything. I felt them pressure my head just a tad, but they didn’t make me too uncomfortable, but it was unnerving though.

I kept going and thought about their bullshit, which made me just want to make him cum that supposedly possible river. I couldn’t be sure I was mentally able to make it happen, but after a ten-minute blow job, he calmly pushed my head off his cock.

He stroked it in front of my face with his other hand on top of my head. “Now be a good start and take my load,” he muttered, before letting out his first stream.

They both held me tight and made me take his load all over my face. He let out four different shots and made me cringe even more with each one. I closed my eyes as tightly as I could and tried not to shed tears. Although, I was still fighting an uphill battle.

“Oh, that’s a good hussy, taking all that seed,” Ashley whispered, rubbing my cheeks. “You should feel proud to take such a load, but yet, you’re crying. Why are you sobbing like a little bitch, Lindzee? Do you not like cock, is that it?” she asked, before coming to my other side.

She looked me over with the meanest look I could fathom; all the while, I couldn’t keep it together and covered my boobs as well.

“You look like shit, Lindzee,” she pointed out, before kissing me.

“Probably because you two are assholes and threatening me too,” I cried, wiping my face.

“Oh, is that not alright?” she pondered, pushing my face towards her hooters. “You only decided to peep on us, but we’re the ones being mean here. Now lick my nipples as Ray sticks his cock inside you.”

I looked at her melons and backed my head away a tad. “I’m not a lesbian.”

“We don’t give a fuck, floozy,” Ray branded me, sticking his schlong in my twat.

“Oh, that hurts,” I fretted, rubbing my face with one hand.

“Hey, buck the hell up already,” she whined, grabbing my face with both hands. “You’re really starting to piss us off now. Now your tongue is about to touch one of my nipples or my cherry; if you don’t pick in five seconds, let’s say my husband is gonna make it hurt back there.”

Even though I felt repulsed, I immediately went to her boobs and licked her left nipple.

“Don’t you love it when you listen?” she muttered, caressing my head. “We love it when stupid cunts listen. Now feel my snatch as my husband devours yours.”

“No,” I objected, leaning my head away. “I’m not a lesbian; I don’t like you at all that way.”

“We don’t care, Lindzee,” she let out, letting her hands on my shoulders. “We do not give a shit what you like or dislike, do you understand? If you keep griping like the whore you are, then we’re gonna go right to your boss and get you fired. So, we suggest you cut the shit and roll with it. If you want to end it, then leave. We can show ourselves out,” she explained, before stole my hands and transported them to her snatch. “If you’re staying, then finger fuck me and lick my nipple too,” she ordered, before shoving my face to her tits.

I cried more and more as Ray kept thrusting his schlong. I tried to take it as much as I could, but they both made it clear they didn’t care about me at all. I barely moved my fingers on her twat and licked her nipple slightly.

I didn’t look up at her, but she placed her hands on my head. I tried to please her the best I could, but it was all pretty much futile. I couldn’t get anything really right because it was like trying to swim when they kept throwing anchors at me.

“You have a slick tongue, but use it right, Lindzee. You have to move it quickly and push harder too. What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I’ve never been with a woman before, Ashley, and his cock is making my slit feel horrible too, you bitchy woman,” I cried.  

  

“Get your shit together; we’re still far from even here. You’re never going to make it if you keep on crying, so quit it already. Lick my nipple like it’s the last thing you’re gonna do,” she told me, prior to shoving my head to her boobs yet again. “Now open your damn mouth and let my nipple in there. Suck on it, and make me feel good. You owe us, so get it done.”

I had tears forming nonstop, but I did it for her.

“Come in, grab my tit with at least one hand; you don’t need both to finger me. What happened to your mean side, by the way?”

I grabbed her bosom as well and sucked on her nipple marginally. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I still did it. Ray did slow down his thrusts a bit so I could concentrate a little bit better. He caressed my butt too, so it appeared he did have at least some semblance of a soft side.

“Suck it, woman,” she whined, swatting my back. “You’re a fucking woman, aren’t you? You know how you liked to be pleased, right? Stop making this the most difficult thing ever. Just fucking do it.”

“Okay, okay, you cunt, I’m trying my best.”

“Well, try harder, Lindzee,” Ray added, pushing his dick harder into me. “Next time you find out a couple is having sex in a house you’re showing, just wait until they’re done.”

I wiped my face again and took her entire nipple into my mouth as I still had no idea what I was doing. Even if I did know how I’d like to be pleased, they fucked my mind, so I could barely put a sentence together.

Although, I did have her caressing my head. I didn’t look up at her because I finally managed to do something right, and I didn’t want to mess it up. I also moved my fingers on her snatch slowly as well, so she trembled.

Ray kept went back to thrusting his wood slowly, and he fondled my butt cheeks as well. I did my best to keep my chin up, but history proved that they could tear me down like I was made of glass and they were sledgehammers.

“Oh, yes, give me some more suction now, Lindzee. Once again, don’t you love it when you listen? Even a dumb tramp like you can listen.”

I didn’t look at her even for a second. I just wanted to please them both the best I could without them speaking, and maybe this could end. I didn’t even care about them buying the house; I just wanted nothing to do with them by then.

I couldn’t see her, but she was moving around a bit, and she pressed her hands harder and harder on my head too. I didn’t fall into the trap of taking pride; I just kept going on her nipple as I was.

Although, she pushed my head to the side. “Get my other tit,” she ordered me, pushing my face on it, and right before she angled my head up too. “Look at me, Lizzie. Don’t give me that face; at least pretend you’re enjoying yourself. It’s not like you’ve gotten laid in the past year, have you? Not if you decide to watch clients have sex.”

“Damn, Ashley, you’re one giant cunt; why do you gotta break me down at every chance? Why can’t you cut the shit?”

“Well, we’re in charge here, Lindzee,” Ray made clear, before spanking me. “Didn’t you get that memo?” he asked, leaning on me. “I mean, what part of that isn’t clear?”

I bit down on my bottom lip again, and they both made me rise. His cock remained inside me, and then she leaned to my knockers.

She grabbed onto both of them. “I might be the harlot in charge here, but I can do what I preach,” she added, before opening her mouth.

She immediately took my entire right nipple into her mouth, and I felt like her mouth was a vacuum.

“You see, my wife just wanted you to do that for her; why was that so hard?” Ray asked, pushing his body onto mine. “Ashley knows what she’s doing, but you were thinking she was just a total bitch ordering you around not knowing what she was doing, right? That’s exactly what you were thinking, don’t even think about lying.”

“Yes, you fucking asshole.”

“Don’t worry, Lindzee,” she moaned, bringing her lips to mine again. “You live and learn. So, I hope you learn all the lessons here today,” she mentioned, before advancing my head back to her boobs. “Now pick one and suck it just as I did for you, wench. Do it as my husband keeps thrusting his wood.”

I closed my eyes again and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth again. I was so distraught; I wasn’t sure which one it was. I didn’t use my hands at all and sucked as hard as I could.

Once again, I did get her to caress my head. “Oh, you’re using your tongue too? Dare I ask: are you learning now?”

I didn’t respond at all, but indeed used the hate I had to please them. I hated the extra happy, but mean couple so much that I wooed them to just make them let me go, so to speak. My pussy hurt like hell too, but I tried to fight it the best I could no matter what.

Although, as Ray saw how good I was making his wife feel, he began thrusting his cock a little faster. That got me to stop sucking just for a second, but then I kept going without conflict. On the other hand, she did grab both of my hands and bring them to her beaver.

She put them on it and covered them with both of hers. “Get yourself some pussy too, you horny perv. Finger me good, just as you were doing to your muff earlier, you remember, right?”

“Yes.”

“You didn’t like my husband cumming all over your face, did you?” she asked, shaking my head no. “Of course not, but you’re looking to keep your job. You’ll do anything to please us now, won’t you?”

“Yes, you condescending floozy.”

“Yes, feed that anger with more anger, Lindzee. Let it control you; it leads to better sex. Now I have his cum on me too, and I love it. Are you gonna cry again if he does reshoot you? Perhaps on my your butt, or maybe on your pussy?”

I didn’t respond again, but I felt Ray pushing his pecker deeper into my cherry and expanding it even more. He made me cry on command, but then they decided not to comment on it. I just continued to suck as hard as I could, even though I got a headache from it.

Needless to say, she was right, but I didn’t give her the answer she wanted to hear. Once again, she made me switch nipples, so I sucked on it other one, but she didn’t keep my hands free on her twat either.

She pretty much forced me to please her, but I knew resisting wouldn’t be a good option. As time went on, my snatch did feel better, but it was still no walk in the park for me. Therefore, I still found myself aching for him just to pull out and shoot, even if it was on me.

Then Ashley yanked up my face to hers and kissed me. “My husband wants a kiss too.”

I bit down on my bottom lip and turned my head to his. He helped himself to kiss me and feeling my bosoms too. He felt them just as his wife did, but she decided to feel my cherry. My lips came off his as she did, but nothing changed.

He kept his hands on my boobs and even squeezed them a bit too. After two nonstop minutes, Ashley moved my face back to hers with one hand and brought my hand to her beaver with the other.

I was still far from being a lesbian, but that hussy shoved herself down my throat, which she literally did when she let her tongue into my mouth too. Once again, I jerked my head back, but they both let it go.

“Oh, yes, make out with the skank, babe. I love feeling both sets of hooters coming together. She might be a pathetic wench, but she does have a sweet slit and great set of melons too,” he moaned, before I felt him evict his pecker.

He stood up, and she pushed me somewhat. “You’re gonna take another load, Lindzee,” she made clear, turning me to him. “Now stick out your tongue time and drink of it.”

I bit down on my bottom lip, but reluctantly did it before the first stream came blasting out. Once again, I gagged, but took it the best I could again. Needless to say, I let out more tears, but I knew the alternative was worse.

“I know I love it when you listen, Lindzee,” he added, rubbing his schlong on my tongue. “Are you gonna listen to us and not pull this shit again?”

“Yes,” I sobbed, angling my head down.

“No, don’t be like that, now we’re going to do you a favor, and no, we’re not gonna buy this house. We’re going to show you how to eat pussy, but to make it clear we’re not the horrible people you think we are, I’m gonna do it on you. Study up, though, because then we’re going to want you to do it on us. So, you’re gonna get some pleasure and learn how to give it too, so get those damn tears off your face already; we’re sick of looking at them,” she explained, before pushing me down to my back. “And again, to show I’m not some cunt, I’ll take his big cock and fuck you sideways at the same time.”

“You’re that for threatening me, Ashley. I never thought you didn’t know what you were doing.”

“Shut the hell up and watch me,” she commanded me, before leaning down to my beaver.

She immediately began licking it quickly, and Ray stuck his member into her muff too. I leaned back on my palms and watched her as she told me to, and she knew what she was doing indeed. She looked right into my eyes and fucked me like nobody’s business.

“Put a hand on her head already, Lindzee, and get with the program.”

I felt my nerves cringe again, but I followed his command. I rubbed it too, but it was difficult to keep myself upright, though. I shook so much, the bed quaked, so it did feel very good.

“It’s alright to enjoy it, woman, but watch her, I assure you, you will be tested, and you do not want to disappoint us.”

I nodded and swallowed. Ashley moved her tongue both inside and out of my pussy, all the while, she kept her hands on my thighs and maintained intimate eye contact too. Whether I liked it or not, Ray made it clear that I had to return the favor, so I tried to calm my nerves as much as possible.

Although, with her licking my cherry and Ray thrusting his dick, they heightened the pleasure, but we were still in a stressed out atmosphere, though. I never felt such a mix of joy and misery before, and I knew if I went nuts too quickly, they’d get upset again.

With that in mind, I fought like hell to keep myself down. She proved herself to be one smart-ass floozy considering she not only physically screw, but mentally too. Once again, I was drowning, but they were throwing me anchors.

“Fine, you can lie down now, Lindzee; we won’t kill you,” she mentioned, taking a break. “We’re assholes, but not mean assholes.”

“That doesn’t make any sense, and yes, you are,” I griped, lying down.

“We’re still gonna test you, though,” she made clear, before going down on me again.

I covered my face with both hands and felt her get me. Ray and his hard cock played no role in getting to throw her off her game. Her tongue moved so quickly; I nearly thought she was superhuman. Added with the fact with Ray, I just hated her more.

After a minute, I felt her head again and fondled it a bit. That didn’t stop her from going down on me, and she even sucked my lips down there into her mouth. I couldn’t look at her, but glued my hands to her head.

Her tongue came down on my lips, and she let them drag all over them. I wasn’t sure what all she could do to make me feel good, but she seemed not only to be covering her bases, but pouncing on them.

“Oh, shit, you’re a total fucking bitch, but you’re good.”

“I know,” she replied, leaning up and climbing to me. “I hope you learned something, Lindzee, because if you didn’t, you’re screwed,” she told me, before rising on her knees with her crotch at my face. “Now lick my pussy, and again, we’re not horrible people, so he’s not gonna stick his cock inside you just yet anyway. So, you don’t have any distractions.”

“You may not be horrible, but some symptom less intense.”

“Shut up and eat me out already before you make us worse.”

“What my wife said,” Ray added, pushing himself on her back and kissing her.

I took a deep breath and licked her pussy once. They weren’t looking at me, so I hid my repulsion, but I knew if I stopped, they’d whined. So, I began licking her twat some more and fought through my disgust.

I was still very much not a lesbian, even though she did make me feel really good when she fucked me. I tried my best to like it as much as possible, but it wasn’t easy. I kept my tongue on her lips, but I did it much more slowly and went in random directions too.

I received a good dose of her juice, and some of it drizzled onto my chin and chest. Once again, I wouldn’t say I liked it, but nothing and no one was gonna make me give up. In fact, they were dreadful people as they displayed themselves the way they did, but I peeled them somewhat.

After a couple of minutes, Ashley peeked back at me. “Oh, you know how my lips taste, but go faster and let that in the past those lips. You need to fuck me good, and trust me; you don’t want the consequences of failing us.”

I nodded and closed my eyes. ‘Fine, you repetitive wench.’

I didn’t picture someone else, but just the idea of licking a snatch and trying my best to like it, if only the time being. She had a somewhat big bush down there, but I pushed it back a bit and kept slathering her lips calmly.

I wasn’t sure if she was looking at my face, but with her juice coming out at me, I was confident she was. I knew she was full of herself indeed and needed to validate the pleasure I was supposed to give her too.

After a couple of minutes, she confirmed my theory by pushing my eyelids open. “I’ll be patient with you now, but trust me, my patience is running out now. I don’t care if pussy isn’t your cup of tea, but stick your tongue into my muff and get a good taste of it. You’re not doing the best you can, and remember, his dick isn’t distracting you yet, so do better. Once again, if we see you cry, we’re gonna lose it.”

I fought the urge to shed tears, but spanked her. Then I made her come down even closer to my face. As I got it there, I managed just to push myself and let my tongue in past her lips. I felt her vibrate, and she leaned her head back too.

She kept hands on the sides of my head, but didn’t speak for the time being. They kept to their word, and Ray didn’t fuck me then, but I knew it wouldn’t last forever. I let my tongue roam freely in her slit and felt those pussy walls.

As I knew she liked the thrills, I had to like it a bit more myself. Even though I had hate coursing through my system, I had no choice, but to enjoy myself. I hated the fact that I liked it solely because she did, but it happened exactly like that.

“Oh, yes, just like that, cunt, lick all around in there,” she moaned as Ray came around to my face.

“That’s Ray’s dick rubbing on your forehead, Lindzee.”

I didn’t look to see it, but I felt it. Ray stroked his member on my head as I kept fucking his wife.

“Do you want your dick sucked by the floozy, baby?”

“You bet I do.”

Ashley pushed off my mouth off her vagina. “Now suck my hubby’s pecker, you pervy hussy.”

I took a deep breath and let his dick in my mouth. He pushed his crotch, and therefore, his cock went in as far as it could. He made me gag again, and but he didn’t shove it down my throat. After a moment, he let it out, and Ashley pushed her twat back to my mouth.

So, I took turns making them both feel good. They fed off my reluctance, but didn’t force me to fuck them. They just waved their job loss threat over me nonstop. I saw them make out more and more, so they were fucked up, but they loved that about each other.

He dropped his hands down to my head as well and massaged it for me. After a moment, Ashley released my mouth and made way for his dick again. My hands just stayed down, and I solely used my lips and tongue.

They weren’t whining to me to use anything else or even going that I wasn’t doing it right. I knew I’d never feel adored by the extra happy, but mean couple, but they certainly did give me some shots of them being human. On the other hand, they both still showed their narcissism because when I fucked one, the other needed to rub themselves on me.

They both needed attention simultaneously, but of course, I couldn’t fuck them both at the same time. So, I took roughly thirty seconds on each of them. I got them both to twitch somewhat, so I knew I was doing something right.

Needless to say, my tongue and lips were getting rather tired, but I kept going on them still. They both massaged my head and neck, so they did console me a little bit. I couldn’t keep my eyes on them the whole time, but did as much as I could again.

Oddly enough, they saved all of their mean words again. I surely never liked licking her cherry, but found some desire as they both made me feel okay about how I did it. I went nonstop for over ten minutes, just going back and forth, but they kept their lips zipped.

I sucked his cock as slowly as I could and pressured it too, but being in that position, I was still not going to woo either of them. I needed to be on my stomach or maybe knees to do it right, but even then, I fucked them as well as possible and enjoyed the results.

As I had Ray’s cock in my mouth, he abruptly yanked it out. “Oh, you’re making me cum now, Lindzee,” he moaned, stroking it.

I closed my eyes and tensed up my face, but I didn’t get his seed that time. I felt some of it, but it splashed off Ashley. She pushed her pussy on my face again, but kept some of it uncovered to get that cum.

“Fuck yes, Ashley, I love you,” he moaned, before I heard kissing sounds.

I looked up to see them kissing, but they saw me after a minute.

“What the fuck are you looking at, cunt?” Ashley attacked me, getting off me. “Don’t fucking look at us, you had your fun, now get your clothes on and get out now,” she whined, pointing at the door. “Just get the paperwork ready for us to sign; we’ll take the damn house,” she told me, yanking me up with them. “If you tell a soul about what happened here, we’ll go straight to your boss and get your ass fired, got it?”

I got up and looked at them. “You’ll take the house, though?”

“Yes, what part of what she just said did you not understand?” Ray questioned, coming up with me. “Get your ass out of here and get the paperwork ready. Again, we’re not the total fucking assholes you pegged us as, witch.”

“No, you’re just fucked in your heads. What the hell is wrong with you two? You bust me to make me fuck you two for watching you two even though you’re in the wrong, and you’re still treating me like shit?”

“Yes,” he answered, pushing me down. “Again,” he mumbled, leaning down with me. “Don’t let anyone find out about this. If you don’t like being threatened, then don’t watch someone have sex. If I see a single tear, I will slap you, now fuck off, Lindzee.”

“Wow, shit, you two suck, just when I thought you two were maybe okay, you just turn back into these awful people,” I whined, grabbing my clothes.

“Shut the fuck up and get out already, but know this, your reluctance was hot, you clueless hussy. And try this on for size,” she added, coming to me. “We’re gonna be the bigger people and make sure you get a bigger commission by offering two grand over asking,” she said, before pushing me. “Even though, you sure as shit do not deserve it for whoring yourself.”

“You made me fuck you two.”

“We didn’t put a gun to your head. Now for the last time, leave; I’m gonna fuck my husband without anyone watching,” she made clear, coming to him and wrapping her arms around him. “I don’t care if we’re in here for an hour or six; you fucking wait outside, slut.”

I couldn’t help, but shed a few tears. I didn’t even put my clothes back on, and walked out the door. Even though I was happy to get more money, they both still stole the joy out of that by making me feel like shit.

I put my clothes back on and got the paperwork ready for them to sign too. I got everything ready for the seller, and even though they were happy, I still wasn’t. I cried nonstop, but still got it done.

“Holy shit, those two are awful. Even with that generous offer, they’re still the worst clients I’ve ever had. I’ll never let my pussy get the better of me like that again.”

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I assist young University girls with their studies

“We need you for an initiation,” said the young sorority girl. She was pretty, with an ivory face and long dark curly hair trailing loose down her back, held in place by an earth-tone bandanna. She was thin, with round wire-rim glasses, and dressed semi waif-like, in a chocolate brown dress and a green vest.

“Why me?”

“It has to be someone old,” she said.

“Thanks.”

“Over 30.”

“Well, yes,” I said.

“And you are a guy aren’t you? A man, I mean.”

I glanced down at my lap. “Last I checked.”

The girl with her had long blond hair, and was of a more robust body type, bronzed skin, wide shoulders and full breasts.

“Is he OK?” the waif with curly hair asked the buxom blonde.

“Um, sure, I guess.” was the reply.

“Thanks for the overwhelming enthusiasm,” I commented.

“She had the choice between two options,” said the waiflike girl. “Either perform garbage cleanup by the highway as an act of social service, or. . .” she paused.

“Some other act of social service?” I prompted.

“Bring an older guy to orgasm,” she almost whispered.

That woke me up. Fortunately I had finished my coffee.

“My God, I can’t believe you said it out loud here!” said the blonde, with a huge smile. “As we’re sitting here on a bench in the middle of the shopping mall!

People were walking around on all sides, but none too close by. One teenage girl with too much makeup was watching us, but I don’t think she heard the comment.

“She really wants to be in our sorority,” said the waiflike one. “Don’t judge us. It’s the rules.”

“Which sorority?” I asked.

“I Phelta Thi.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Those aren’t greek letters,” I pointed out.

“It’s a kind of a new sorority. The other names were all taken.”

“Well, I suppose I could be persuaded to help you out,” I said. “What do you need from me?”

“Meet us at our sorority house,” said Waiflike, handing me a slip of paper with a handwritten address. “When you come in the front, ask for the sex room.”

“The sex room? Do I just barge right in?” I said. “I don’t want to meet another guy in there.”

“I guess you should knock. A lot of times the girls like to eat each other out in there, so ordinarily guys aren’t allowed, except for initiations. But this time all of the new girls except one opted for picking up garbage. Climate change and all that.”

“And this is the one?” I asked. “What is your name, if I may be so bold?”

“Bold,” muttered the buxom bronzed blonde, laughing. “Just so long as you’re not Italic. I’m Desiree.”

“And I’m Sarah,” said the waif. “How about you? What’s your name?”

“You can call me ‘V,’ I said mysteriously.

“V. Like ‘Vagina?’ quipped Desiree.

I laughed. “Verily, vivacious, vivid, and voluptuous!” I replied.

“So,” said Sarah, “Can we see you in, maybe a half an hour? There’s plenty of parking out front.”

I was there in twenty minutes, but of course there was no parking out front, or anywhere near. Plus, of course, the one-way streets in that part of town are impossible – you see a parking spot, but by the time you go around the block to get there someone in a red Tesla has slipped into it, because of course they’re better than the rest of us.

Finally I did find a spot in front of a dubious looking tenement multiplex beneath giant cypress trees, but the spot was legal, and if someone stole my ancient rusted out Toyota, it would probably be a blessing all around. Besides, it seemed like it kinda belonged there.

By the time I made it back to the “I Phelta Thi” dormitory, I had rehearsed several times the speech scolding the young ladies about not promising parking when there isn’t any, a beautifully worded collection of verbiage which unfortunately was never employed.

Neither waiflike Sarah nor bronze, blonde, and buxom Desiree were anywhere in sight, but around five or six other girls were hanging out on and around the front porch, chattering with a certain gleeful giddiness. Each one of them was gorgeous, and they knew it.

I hesitated to break from the traffic on the sidewalk to single myself out by revealing my intent to visit their dorm, but I shrugged and turned up the walk. The girls on the porch began to chatter noticeably faster.

It was a beautiful spring day, and lush green lawns stretched like velvet carpets all around. The flower beds were well attended and in full bloom.

The dormitory was in a historic (or pseudo-historic) New England style, the base dark green but with the trim painted in wild psychedelic colors, by the girls themselves I imagine. It was three floors tall with an attic under the sloped rooftops.

“Hi—” I began as I approached.

“Looking for something, big boy?” quipped a thin blonde.

“Some kind of. . . ‘room,’ in this building, perhaps?” chimed in girl with a sensuous waterfall of curly red hair.

“Oh god, Liz. Too shy to say the word ‘sex?’” replied a dark Indian girl wearing an embroidered flowery blouse with little round mirrors sewn into it, and a long dress with elephants.

“What if he’s not—” replied the redhead. “Where are those two, anyway?”

“They went to prepare the room.”

I offered: “Uh, I’m looking for Sarah? Desiree?”

“Right this way, sir,” said the thin blonde. “I hope you’re not too loud, since I’m in the next room and I have to study Chemistry.”

“Chemistry,” I echoed.

“Maybe you can go next door and study biology instead,” quipped someone.

I followed as directed through the bouquet of warm enticing aromas produced by girls getting turned on. Electricity filled the air, with meaningful looks and knowing smiles, a kind of chirrupy irritable impatience.

They didn’t exactly move out of the way, so I had to nudge through, and a few of them pushed gently back. Nipples brushed my shoulderblades through sensuously soft silky fabric, and hands caressed my buns and thighs, and so on.

We ascended a tidy carpeted staircase to the higher realm, the very top, where we turned down a hall.

“These are the attic rooms,” said the thin blonde.

“And what was your name again?” I asked.

She grinned. “Kelly. Remember that, now! So many girls’ names, how will you ever keep track?” She gently opened the door to a cozy room filled with pillows. The entire floor was a foam mattress, covered with soft fabric. The outer ceiling sloped down over a gabled window with a stellar view of the city.

Desiree and Sarah were bent intently over a laptop.

“Oh, hi,” said Desiree. “I wasn’t sure what the best way is to bring a guy to orgasm, so we were looking it up.”

“Thoughtful of you,” I said. “I might be able to supply some ideas.”

“It says here that some guys like prostate stimulation, but others get freaked out.”

“Well,” I began.

“That’s like sticking my finger in your asshole. I’ve got gloves, of course.”

Sarah was wide-eyed and silent. I’m guessing the possibility that someone might actually choose this form of initiation had not occurred to her until recently.

“Sure, I think I would like that,” I said.

“I’ll have to watch, to verify the orgasm,” said Sarah. “It’s in the rules. Maybe I can learn something. I’ve never had sex. With a girl, even.”

“Then how will you know it’s an orgasm?” I said.

Sarah was turning bright red. “Well, doesn’t this stuff come out of your wee-wee? I mean your penis? I don’t know.”

“Well, let’s get started,” said Desiree. “I’ve never had sex with a guy either, so there.” She deftly removed her shirt and bra to reveal full breasts, her beautiful blonde hair cascading across raised nipples. She threw herself down on her back. “Just slap that willy between these two, they’ll make you cum.” She jiggled them in a reclining shimmy that made me laugh. She slathered lubricant between them.

“Do you mind if I’m gentle with them first?” I asked.

“Suit yourself, Romeo.”

“Would you mind unfastening my pants?” I said.

Desiree glanced up at Sarah, who was huddled in the corner, knees up, long dress pulled over her legs.

“I’m lying down,” said Desiree. “Would you mind doing the honors?”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “It counts against you, you know. You’re supposed to do it by yourself.”

“Sure. This is just a practice run, anyway. You can’t expect me to get it right on the first try.”

Sarah crawled over to where I was standing. “Get down on your knees,” she said. I did, and she fidgeted with my belt and trouser button, swaddling my sexual organs pleasantly. Finally, she got my pants open and pulled them down, eyes bulging at the growing mound inside my underpants.

Sarah looked frantically over at Desiree, unsure what to do.

“All the way,” said Desiree. “It’s good practice for you, girl.”

Sarah gingerly reached between by body and the elastic and pulled my underpants down, causing my organ to spring out almost in her face as she bent over to undress me.

She sat up abruptly. Taking in the faint smell of latent sperm ready to be released, she gave a twisted little smile, and impulsively planted a tiny kiss on the shaft, giggling.

“Here, pull my pants the rest of the way off, please!” I requested, lying down with my legs in the air so she could do so.

Naked from the waist down, I knelt and leaned over Desiree, gently kissing her left breast.

She gave a little shiver. “Ooh. Tingles.”

Gently cupping her left breast, I switched my mouth to her right, lovingly kissing.

Sarah was still on her hands and knees, mesmerised, but she shuffled back to her crouched position, knees up, in the corner. Only this time, her dress didn’t quite come down all the way, and I could discern a little wet patch in the middle of her white panties. She apparently hadn’t noticed, as she didn’t pull the dress down. She watched us sullenly.

I straddled Desiree.

“Off with the shirt,” she said. “I want skin.”

I obeyed her command, and also complied with her suggestion to place my penis between her breasts. She squeezed them closed on it, and I involuntarily gave out a moan.

She watched as the tip emerged and retracted from the soft fleshy mass.

If I came right that second – and it was tough not to – the gooey white fluid would land on her chest, maybe her face.

As if she read my thoughts, she said “Cum to me baby, splatter it all over my cleavage. I’ll go out and show the girls so everyone can see it. That way they’ll know I’m truly initiated. And they can lick it off!”

Sarah unconsciously moaned, and spread her legs further, so I could see the growing spot of moisture.

Next door, I heard a buzzing sound, from Kelly’s room. It did not sound like someone studying chemistry.

My loving thrusts continued, but the sex felt incomplete. My attraction to Sarah was driving me crazy. In these tough conditions, one has to problem-solve rapidly.

“You know,” I said, “Male excitement is often rendered more intense by visual stimulus.” When I looked meaningfully at Sarah she gasped.

“I can dial up some porn. . .” she began, reaching for the laptop.

“But why?” I countered. “When there is a beautiful body right here?”

“You mean mine?”

“None other.”

“You want me to take my clothes off.”

I nodded.

“Do it!” said Desiree. “You’re not having sex, after all. He’s just looking. Though I’m disappointed that he doesn’t find my body to be adequate. . .”

“That’s not what I said,” I protested. Desiree chortled.

Sarah hesitated, then tore off her blouse and bra. “Is that better?” she demanded.

“There’s a beautiful most spot in the middle of your underwear,” I said.

“Oh, you want to see my undies? Fine, I’ll take off the dress.” She did, and resumed her position in the corner, boobs out, now dressed in only her round glasses and white panties with a spot in the middle.

“I’m a bit nearsighted,” I said. “Could you come a little closer?”

She made a sound of exasperation, and made her way closer, directly in front of me, leaning back on her elbows with the most spot clearly in view.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” I said to her. “I just want to kiss you on the lips, and all over.”

She laughed. “Well, you kinda have your cock between another girl’s breasts,” she replied.

Impulsively, I dove a little farther on the next thrust and kissed the moist spot. That put my cock at mouth level for Desiree, and she grabbed me and slipped it in. Her rough tongue felt my opening, tasting the little drops already emerging.

I kissed Sarah’s flower through the soaked cotton, and instinctively she spread her legs, at once drawn by desire and resisting.

“You really turn him on,” said Desiree. “He’s getting much harder now.”

“Oh!” shouted Sarah. “I never thought it would be like this.”

I reached my hands to pull down her underwear, and she stopped me. “Really? You want to see this hairy ugly old thing?”

Gently I pushed her hands away and slowly drew down the elastic of her panties to reveal the gem inside. A little drop leaked out of her vagina onto the cushion.

“Why yes, I do,” I said, looking at her wonderful open crotch, vulnerable and eager before me. “Whatever you may see, I see a work of art. This is the masterpiece of evolution, God’s perfect design for ensuring that men and women can take pleasure together.”

I plunged with my mouth, and found her growing clitoris. Desiree was still nibbling and tonguing.

Sarah threw her head back in surrender and reached down, this time to pull my head into her vagina. She came almost immediately with powerful surges, then again a few seconds later. Four orgasms in all. My face was dripping from her juice.

“Damn, girl, you must be repressed,” said Desiree, releasing my cock. “You need some girl loving,” She said. “Let me show you how to kiss a pussy.”

I smiled. “I have an idea,” I said to Desiree. “You and me can fuck, while Sarah rides your face.”

“This is so against the rules,” said Sarah, white skin of her body flush.

“Don’t get me pregnant,” said Desiree.

“Not possible. I had the operation,” I said. “I can cum inside you all night long and you won’t get pregnant.”

Desiree gave a little wag of delight. Sarah was thinking about it too, I could tell. Desiree slipped off her tights. Nothing was underneath. “Come get it, big boy! Virgin pussy! No maidenhead, though. Too many dildos. And double dildos.”

The stiffness of my shaft was off the charts. I easily plunged into her sopping pussy, and made gentle love, while Sarah watched, uncertain.

“Oh, that’s nice,” said Desiree. “Maybe I’ll try it again sometime. Those plastic ones are getting pretty good, but this is totally better.”

“It’s good to know that I rate better than a plastic toy,” I said.

“We have a guy toy here somewhere,” said Sarah. “A fleshlight, I think it’s called.”

“If I use that to make him cum, does it count?” said Desiree.

Sarah shrugged. “Sure, I guess.”

“Then wouldn’t it also count if I made him cum with a real vagina?”

“You already are, aren’t you?”

Desiree gave a sly smile. “Turn around now,” she said to Sarah, “so you can sit on my face.”

“Can’t I do it the other way? I don’t know.”

“Sure, you could. Facing him on top of me. Then the two of you can kiss while you’re both enjoying me.”

Sarah turned up her nose at that idea, and walked around on hands and knees, shoving her butt in my face as Desiree went to work on her pleasure zone. I kissed the small of her back. Sarah moaned again, louder now, and repeatedly. The moans were echoed faintly in the next room, synchronized with a melodic rise and fall of the vibrator noise.

After a while, Desiree gave Sarah a rest, and grinning up at me, gestured to my cock and Sarah’s butt. I raised my eyebrows in question, and she nodded in the affirmative.

Slowly I pulled out and walked forward on my knees, my stiff penis, covered with scented fluids from Desiree’s pussy, pressing up against Sarah’s pubic arch. Sarah gasped.

“Ready?” Desiree asked Sarah.

“No! Wait!”

We all froze, breathing heavily.

I felt Sarah’s soft moist lower lips against my glans.

“It’s not right!” said Sarah, confused. “You were fucking him, so now you’re like his girlfriend. I can’t let him cheat with me! I’m monogamous!”

“I won’t tell anyone,” said Desiree. “Doesn’t it turn you on to break the rules? You’re his secret mistress now. You’re cheating on me with him and I’m right here watching you do it. Kissing your beautiful clitoris while he fills you with his loving.”

Sarah resisted a tiny bit longer, but all at once she acquiesced. “Oh God! OK! Yes! I can’t take it any longer. I can’t follow these dumb rules. I need you inside me. Shove it in already!”

And carefully I did. I felt some resistance from her maidenhead as I pushed, gently, until there was a little “snap!”

Sarah gave a little gasp. I began making deliberately slow loving thrusts, in and out.

Sarah’s orgasms twitched around me as I gently moved in and out. I felt Desiree’s tongue on my shaft and balls, and her hand gently fondling.

“I’m a virgin, you know!” said Sarah.

“You were,” I corrected, shoving into her again and again. How had my desire for her blossomed so quickly? It was obsessive, compulsive almost, fanned by the flames of her denied longing for me. I felt a love and tenderness that I never had before, a desire to whisk her off to a beautiful European château and spend every moment of the day with her in warm sunlight of luxury.

It was when Desiree deftly slid a gloved lubricated finger in my rectum that I felt myself slipping. Squeezed between the finger inside me and the vagina around me, I let go with a long full series of pulses. I could feel the drops surging out the end inside of Sarah.

“You have my stuff in you now,” I whispered in her ear. Her bandanna had nearly fallen from her full locks of long curly black hair.

She gave another hard twitch, stiffening as she pressed herself against me, around me, then collapsed onto her folded arms, with me still inside her, hovering over Desiree’s face.

When I pulled out, thick white drops fell onto Desiree’s nose and eyes. She reached up and lapped up a drop with her tongue.

“I like the taste of that,” she said. “Spicy. Next time I eat you out, you need to have a guy cum inside you first.”

“What is this next time?” protested Sarah. “I was only supposed to watch.”

“So does that count? For my initiation?”

Meanwhile, the buzzer next door crescendoed with a series of “Aah— Aah— Aah! Oh my God!” and fell silent.

“No, it does not,” said Sarah. “You’re supposed to make him cum by yourself. Without my help.”

“You agree, I did make him cum.”

Sarah looked back at me. “Did you?”

I laughed, seeing the white juice on Desiree’s face. “I believe that’s a ‘Yes,’” I said.

Sarah crawled back towards her clothes, but sat on them instead of putting them on. Drops were still leaking from her cunt.

“I think you should get someone else to provide visual stimulation,” said Sarah.

“Just a second,” called out Desiree, leaping up, topless still, and flinging open the door. The redhead and the Indian girl were in each others’ arms. Fleeing footsteps retreated down the hall.

The two in the hall saw the decoration on Desiree’s face and gave sounds of approval.

“Pretty cool, huh?” said Desiree. “Hey Kelly!” she called out.

“What,” replied an exhausted sounding voice.

“Come check this out!”

After a while, there were footsteps behind Kelly’s door, and she stepped into the hallway, sloppily dressed, hair tousled.

“What? Oh wow! You made him cum?”

“Of course. Didn’t you say you wanted to taste?”

“Like, lick your face?”

“There’s some still dripping out of Sarah,” said Desiree.

“Oh wow. You mean he came inside of sweet little Sarah?”

“Hey!” called out Sarah, who had by this point surrendered to nudity.

“Really?” said Kelly.

Desiree smiled, closing her eyes, and leaning over so her face was near Kelly’s lips. Kelly took her head gently to steady it while she licked the drops delicately and carefully from Desiree. “Wow, it’s kind of mixed in with your sweat, too. Man, I love that taste. That’s awesome.”

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Samone is in for one wild weekend.

Samone takes a chance.

A story of rape and murder.

I am a school teacher from a small town. I am black and lucky to have this job. As I am in the spot light, a young transplanted black girl, I must be on my best behavior at all times. I am a lesbian, but I cant let anyone in the community know this. I am 24 years old and I’m getting very horny with no steady girlfriend. I visit many chat rooms on line in hopes of meeting my heart throb, with other lesbians, but all I do is talk. There are many FaceBook groups of lesbians, but no lesbians close to me. All this chatting is producing is one fed up, horny, black lesbian that is getting no pussy. Pussy seems to be all I think about. Anytime I look at other female teachers, I wonder if they have hair on their pussies and what their cum would taste like. I like a hairy pussy that leaks lots of cum while I am licking my way from their asshole to their clit. If any of the teachers are gay, they dont show it. I am getting desperate.

Through one chat room I learned about a big ass party in a town about 2 hours from me. It is suppose to be wild where anything goes. There will be many gay girls and guys as well as straights. People of all ages. This sounds like something I could fit into with little or no chance of being recognized as the young school teacher from small town USA. I decided to go.

I know in parties like this, there will be plenty of drinking and plenty of drugs. I will have some of the drinking, but I never use drugs. I also know to keep an eye on my drink to make sure no one slips me any.

The party is in a large ball room in a hotel. I figure who ever did the planning, wanted rooms available for horny people like me. I would love to get some sweet thing to take me to a room and spend the night with me sucking, licking, and fingering until there is no more cum left in either of us.

When I arrived, the party was swinging. The music was loud, people were dancing. Some females dancing with other females. Some men dancing with other men. This was getting me excited. Maybe this trip would pay off. There were some dancing that looked like they were having sex on the dance floor, if it wasn’t for their clothes. I saw some girls walk up to two girls dancing and cut in. I saw men go up to two girls and cut in. Hell some men danced with two girls in a threesome. After a few drinks, I was ready to give it a try.

I walked up to a girl about my age, not beautiful but not a bow-wow. I figured that is who I would have my best chances with. She gave me a smile and we went to the dance floor. She held me tight. I could feel that old familiar feeling as her breast were grinding against mine. That was causing my breath to come in short gasps. I took the chance and lowered my hands to her ample ass cheeks, and she pulled me tighter. I was happier than I had been in years. As I could feel my cunt starting to drip, another girl came up and cut in with me. I felt the first girl was into me, now I could see another was into me. She was much older, maybe late 30’s or early 40’s, dark hair with dark piercing eyes, and as she pulled me tight, she whispered in my ear. “I have never eaten any black pussy. Can I have a taste of yours”? I was ready. I gave it all of 10 seconds to decide. All I did was smile and give her a nod.

She took my hand and pulled me with her. She knew the way to the ladies restroom. As we entered, the smell of pussy was in the air. I could hear moaning coming from the stalls, and two couples were just leaning against the walls with their dresses pulled up and their partner on their knees with lips and fingers giving the one standing enough to where it looked like they were about to fall over. The lady with me grabbed me and turned me around and shoved me against the wall. She pulled my short dress up and grabbed my panties, pulled them down and off, and slung them across the room. She looked at my pussy. “Oh heavens. I have never seen so much hair. I will really be a muff diver now.” She grabbed my pussy lips and her mouth started right off sucking my clit and then started licking all the hair around. I have never had anyone to lick my hair unless it was covered with cum. After licking all around, she went back to my clit. It was wonderful. I hadn’t had my clit licked for over a year. As she was licking and sucking, I felt a finger or two go up my cunt. They would go in and out a few times and then in her mouth. Back in my cunt. By her movements and moans, she was enjoying this more than me, but I was getting close. I grabbed two hands full of black hair and held her mouth tight against my cunt as I let go of all the spent up cum I possessed. She was going wild. As I took my hands from her hair, I was coming down from a splendid cum, she still held tight to my cunt. She was sucking out all my cum she could.

As she finally finished, she rose to her feet and started to walk off. I grabbed her arm and spun her around. I took her ample bosom in my hand and squeezed as hard as I could. “Pull up that dress bitch, and spread those legs”. I wasn’t going to let her go without me getting my taste. Her eyes lit up and she smiled as she raised her skirt and spread her legs. As I got on my knees and looked at her hairless pussy, I could see dried cum up and down her legs and dripping from her pussy folds. Her clit was hanging down like it had been pulled many times recently.

As I got close, I could smell her cunt. It smelled like it had been well used tonight and had a wonderful aroma. I licked her dripping cum. OH WoW. It has been much to long since I tasted anyone’s cum but my own. I loved it. I went inside her lips and shoved my tongue in as far as I could. I wanteed to suck out some more. She had a hold on my hair and pulled me close. “My asshole cunt, two”. OK, I knew what she wanted. I shoved two fingers in her cunt to get them slick and then I jammed them quickly in her ass. She squirted just then. Not a lot, but she soaked down my face. My fingers went in and out of her ass as I tried to catch all her pussy juice as she let go. My face and her legs were covered. Now I knew how she had so much dried cum on her legs. She pulled my head from her pussy and stepped back. I stood and she gave me the most sloppy kiss I have had in a long time. Our tongues were working overtime swirling around in each others mouth. She stopped, gave me a smile and a wink and said, “darling. That was wonderful. I hope I meet you again”. Then she was off.

As I walked out of the restroom, I meet another lovely. As she saw my soaked face, she smiled and said “oh I see you have met Jackie.” She moved closer to me and gave my face a lick, stepped back and said “yes you did”.

I went back to the dance floor trying to find the first girl I danced with. Before I could find her, another girl asked me to dance. A little on the heavy side with a strong smell of cum emanating from her body. She started feeling me up as soon as we were together. She pinched my tit and grabbed my ass. As she started licking my neck and ears, I felt my pussy start to ooze again. To reciprocate, I pulled up her dress and shoved my finger between her legs. No panties, but she had some hair and it was wet. She was moaning very quickly. She was rather loose, so in went two fingers. Still not tight. Three, then four. She liked this. That quick, she cam and pulled my hand from her dripping cunt. I stuck all four fingers in my mouth and sucked them of all their taste. I was going crazy with all that was happening to me. I should come back every week. I am going to cum and cum.

She held onto me as she came down from her last cum. She said “I see you are a cum whore. Do you like cock?” I told her absolutely not. “I eat pussy. I have been know to suck cock juice from a fresh fucked pussy tho.” She was in her late 30’s and wanted to know if I wanted some young pussy. “I want all the pussy I can get tonight. It may be a long time before I can get back”. She pointed to a young thing with a man and a boy. She said they had given her the “date rape drug” and they were going to take her to an upstairs room and have a party. “Do you want to go?” OH she looked so good and if I played it right, I may get to suck some man cum from her fresh fucked pussy. “Hell yes”. She took me to the three and introduced me. The older one looked to be a slime ball. I guess the young boy got acquainted with the girl to get the drug into her. They looked at me, grunted and we made our way to a room.

As soon as we got there, they threw her on the bed and stripped her clothes. She was barely conscious. As she lay there, my heart was going crazy. I wanted her so badly. As the men just stood there, I dove right into that beautiful cunt. Her pussy was so small I could cover the whole thing with my mouth. I ran my tongue over her ass and it was great. Up to her clit and back down. I formed a suction on her puss and sucked as hard as I could. She was half awake and as I did this, she let out a small moan. I shoved my tongue as far up her hole as I could. I gave her the ole two licks in her butt hole, two tongue fucks in her pussy hole, then two licks on her clit. Over and over. I could taste the first drippings. Oh so sweet and tasty. I inserted a finger as I licked. She was so tight. She finally bucked up from the bed and she had her climax. I sucked all I could get from her.

The young boy told me to move. He had his cock out and it was standing tall. He got between her legs, lifted her knees and as I had her all wet and opened up, he slid right in. The horny little bastard didn’t take long. He started grunting, gave a little yell and collapsed on the girl.

As he got up, I could see his creampie oozing from her ‘fresh fucked pussy’. That is what I wanted. I jumped right between her legs and put a suction on her pussy that would rival a Hoover. I was in heaven. The cum had ran down her crack and was also on her asshole. I love a finger in an asshole, so I used this to shove a finger in. Again she gave a little moan. It didn’t take long to suck her dry. I love nothing better than sucking man cum from a pussy. This trip was getting me all I could dream of. I rolled off her and slowly got up.

The slime ball old man started taking his clothes off. It was his turn at the young girl. As he took his pants off, a gun fell out of his pocket. He just ignored it as his eyes was on that beautiful pussy. All wet and opened up for him. The young boy asked him if he was going to use a condom. “Hell no. I have the disease, why cant everyone?” The young boy said, “No Jim. Dont give this to the girl. I got her for you, so at least use a condom?” “Fuck you asshole.” He started going to the girl. I didn’t know what to do, but I didn’t want him to give her his disease. I didn’t know what he had, but the boy was awful worried about it.

I jumped on his back hitting and yelling at him and tried to pull him off but he was to strong and was only thinking about young pussy. I picked up his gun and hit him in the head to get his attention. “Leave her alone or I will shoot you, you fucker.” As he grimaced in his pain and looked at me, he got up and started cussing at me. He started towards me and said, “Maybe you need a little of my cum?”

OH fuck. What am I going to do. It looks like this fucker was going to do damage to the both of us. I looked him in the eye, pointed the gun at him and yelled “stop”. He didn’t. I pulled the trigger twice. He stopped and fell to the floor. What the hell have I done?

The blood was running from his chest and flowing to the floor. I have never seen blood coming from a body. I think I was in shock. He was actually dead. My heart was beating out of my chest. The boy appeared to be frozen. The weirdest feeling come over me. I cant explain it. I walked to the man, bent over and touched the blood coming from his body. It was warm and slick. I dont know why, but I raised it to my lips. My tongue came out to taste it. It was a little salty like man cum. As I stuck my whole finger in my mouth, my other hand went to the bloody body. I moved it around and covered it with blood and brought it to my mouth. As I tasted it, I started shaking. My hand went to my pussy. All I did was touch my clit. I felt my orgasm coming. I pushed hard on my clit and my head throbbed. My whole body went numb. My legs gave out and I fell to the floor. My body was going into spasms. What was happening? It hit me. I had the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. I think I may have passed out for a little while. As I recovered from the orgasm I started to think about what had just happened.

The boy was visibly shaking. As I thought through this, I said to him. “We need to get out of here and go as far as possible. The gun is his and when they find the girl, they will find the ‘date rape drug’ in her body and will think she came to and shot him. It will all be over. We just need to run.” I was thinking of the people back home finding out about me and it would all be over. I would loose everything.

“No, I cant do that. He was my friend.” “If I leave here, you dont know me. You will be caught with a drugged girl and a dead body. You will go to jail for the rest of your life. Think about it and lets get out of here.” “No. I cant do it.”

Fuck Samone. What are you going to do? I thought of one thing I could do, and for just a second, I raised the gun and shot twice at the boy. He fell. As the blood ran from his body, I again got a hand full, sucked it into my mouth. Again just a touch on my clit and I again went into a spastic orgasm. What is this taste of blood doing to me? After my breath came back to normal, I put my clothes on and got the hell out of there. With the noise from the dance floor, I guess no one heard the shots. I exited the back door, got in my car and slowly drove home. When I got there and thought of all I did, all the cumming, all the pussy I ate, and what about tasting blood?

I stripped my clothes, got out my assortment of dildos and vibrators and fucked myself for over a hour. Cum was running everywhere. As I was cumming, I was telling myself, “I have to get over my thirst of blood.

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(13:59:21) Anala Blackblade: could*
(14:06:57) * Katase” what their mine not for sale and sorry for the sir “
(14:08:05) * Anala Blackblade frowns a bit as she looks at her “i will do almost anything miss”
(14:10:12) Katase: “i can tell but y my panties”
(14:11:26) * Anala Blackblade blushes a bit looking at her “umm well i was ordered by my mistress to go out and grab 20 pairs of panties from females i do not know”
(14:13:17) Katase: “but these are all i’m wearing and i’ll be almost fully naked”
(14:13:50) * Anala Blackblade looks at her a bit “i can give you my panties and my skirt in exchange”
(14:15:37) * Katase takes her bakini panties and hands them to anala “take them and make your mistiss happy “walks off to her locker and pulls the same pair and puts them on
(14:16:12) * Anala Blackblade smiles as she bows to her” thnk you oh so very much” as she hops away with the first pair of panties”

panties 2:
Anala Blackblade hopps over to Sarah as she loks at her and blushess lightly “miss can i ask you a favor i will repay you in any way i can”
Sarah Syberia tilts her head aside “whats the favor?
Anala Blackblade blushes a bit more “can i have your panties??
Sarah Syberia looks her over “why dear?
Anala Blackblade looks down “well you see my mistress has ordered me to go out and grab 20 pairs of panties”
Sarah Syberia nods “I see, did she say why?
Anala Blackblade nods a bit “just for fun she wishess to see if i can do it or not”
Sarah Syberia giggles “well what happens if you can’t?”
Anala Blackblade frowns lighlty “i dont whant to know”
Sarah Syberia giggles and slips out of her panties giving them to the other
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Anala Blackblade smiles liglhty as she bows taking them into her hands “thank you oh so very much miss”
Sarah Syberia giggles “have fun

panties 3:

(14:25:38) * Anala Blackblade walks up to the female bowing lighlty “hello miss can i ask you a vafor i will repay you in any way i can”
(14:28:19) * Letters perks up and looks to him, “Hmm?”
(14:28:29) Letters: *her[]
(14:29:52) * Anala Blackblade blushes a bit “i know it an odd favor bu could i get your panties??” [her]
(14:30:16) Letters: [I know, sory. Use to saying him. lol.]
(14:30:26) Anala Blackblade: [[lol]]
(14:31:00) * Letters cocks her head to the side and looks at her, giggling softly, “My panties?”
(14:31:39) * Anala Blackblade nods her head lighlty as she looks at her “yes your panties. i will return the favor to you in amost any way”
(14:33:41) * Letters stands from her seat, very curious as to why a random female would want her panties, “May I ask why?”
(14:35:28) * Anala Blackblade blushes a bit more “mymistress requested that i fetch 20 girl’s pantied from girls i dont know if i come back with less i will be punished”
(14:39:22) * Letters’ eyes get big, repeating the word ‘punished’. “Well, I don’t know what I’d do if you were to be punished because of me.” Leaning over she starts to lift up her skirt, “I’ll do it.” She lifts her skirt just high enough so that she could reach her hands under and pull her panties down without showing to much. Letting her panties drop, she steps out of them and picks them up, handing over her green and black panties to the girl with a friendly smile, “Here.”
(14:40:51) * Anala Blackblade jumps up a bit fealing rather happy “thank you so much miss i dont know how to repay you” she kissed her lips soflty and then blushed

panties 4:
Anala Blackblade hops over to the female “hello miss can i ask you a favor??”
Katie Gallen blinks a little and nods “sure”
Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty “can i posibly get your panties i will return the favor in any way i can”
(14:29:02) Aeries Tai has logged out.
Katie Gallen Giggles some and blushes a little as she leans against the wall “why do you need my panties hehe?”
Anala Blackblade loks at her a bit of a blush on her cheeks “well its my mistress orders”
Katie Gallen Hmm’s some and gives the cute girl a soft kiss on the cheek before looking down at her own skirt “sure you can have em.”
Anala Blackblade smiles soflty as she was kissed on the cheek and giggles “Oh thenk you so much” as she looks at her waiting for the panties but then thinks she whanted her to takr them off her “did you whant me to take them off for you??”
Katie Gallen Hmm’s a moment and nods softly to the lapine
Anala Blackblade slowly leans down infront of Katie and looks up to her “very well” as she sliped her hands under the girls skirt and slowly startedto feal around looking for the panties sides to pulling them down
Katie Gallen Giggles a little and watches her with a soft smile, wriggling her hips a little to help slide em down
Anala Blackblade slowly slides them down to her feet as she moved her hand to slowly ease Katies foot up then sliping the pantis under it then the next one as she smiles holding the panties in her hands “thank you very much miss”
Katie Gallen Smiles sweetly and gives the girl a soft kiss to the cheek before leaning back against the wall “no problem sweetie.” she said in a soft tone
Anala Blackblade giggles a bit as she leans in to the girl giving her a deep kiss on the lips “no thank you miss”
Katie Gallen ohhs it to the kiss, murring slowly as she would stroke down the kind girls sides “Mmm..”

panties 5:
Caitlin Powell blinks and looks to the woman who spoke. “Umm yeah?”
Cooke: [fuck you commands -.-] sry
Anala Blackblade blushess a bit as she looks at them all “can i get your panties i will repay you all in the best way i can”
Ria the Pok?eeder: “Uh….” Cowgurl that was wearing just crotchless chaps said, “AH don’t have any of mine… But at home Ah have some mah guests forgot…”
Caitlin Powell blinks a bit at the statement from the other femme. The lovely pokemorph a little surprised by the comment to say the least. “umm…and why would you want them?”
Anala Blackblade blushess even deeper “well my mistress asked me to go out and gather 20 female pantied from strangers if i bring any less i get punnished”
Ria the Pok?eeder: “Uhm, Ah think Ah can manage three, at least!” Replied big redhead tapping hir temple in concentration, “Wait fr a few minutes, okies?”
Anala Blackblade nods lihlty awaiting for the panties she could only keep one “miss i can only have 1 per persone”
Caitlin Powell was much too reserved to actually give her panties away to someone else. Though she did feel for the other sub she would still shake her head and say “I’m sorry…but…well I don’t think I can do that for you…” her cheeks a soft shade of red as she spoke.
Ria the Pok?eeder: that had three panties in hir freckled hands gave one to Ana and then glanced at Umbreon girl, “How about me giving panties to you and you giving them to her?”
Anala Blackblade giggles a bit ” that will do just fine” a she looked at them bolth finding them bolth very sexy
Caitlin Powell looks to the other woman, her exotic colored eyes peering from behind her glasses. “Alright…that I’d feel a lot more comfortable doing.”
Ria the Pok?eeder: “Oh, no probs at all!” Smiled at hir tll and almsot naked farmgurl, “Glad to have helped ya!”
Anala Blackblade bows lighlty “f you ever need a favor simply ask and i will do my best” as she grabed bolth pairs of panties

panties 6:
(16:24:43) Caitlin Powell: Well do you at least remember how she tends to seduce other women?
(16:26:01) Anala Blackblade: will pinch your nipple or rub your legs as she talks to you. she might licks your lips or kiss you
(16:27:09) * Caitlin Powell blushes a tad “hmm…well hopefully I can keep my wits about me.”
(16:29:17) * Anala Blackblade licks at her lips lighlty “im sure you will at worst she might make you her pet like me”
(16:30:24) * Caitlin Powell’s blush darkens a bit as she sees the other femme licking her lips. “Re-really?”
(16:31:58) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit “ofcourse what do you think part if this mission of panties of to do??”
(16:32:49) * Caitlin Powell blinks a bit “Well…I…I’m not sure actually…I thought it was just to get the panties”
(16:36:46) * Anala Blackblade holds the female close as she looks at her “umm like i sayed it had another part in it. but thats only of you whanted two and if she likes you
(16:38:08) * Caitlin Powell’s cheeks were a soft shade of crimson at this point. Her entire focus being on the other woman as she spoke. “Wh-what may that be?”
(16:41:39) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit as she leans in and kissedher lips gently pressing he boddy closer to her then breaking the kiss “comme one who knows you might like being at the mercy of somme one else”
(16:43:32) * Caitlin Powell let the other femme press her body against her. Her lips suddenly being taken into a kiss, the likes of which she would eventually return before it broke off. “I…well…maybe…” she would stammer out softly.
(16:48:17) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit looking at her “umm i can tell you liked that near the end” she looks at her her hands moved to her hips and pulled her closer to her
(16:49:37) * Caitlin Powell’s gaze would avert slightly as her burning red cheeks flared from being called out like that. “…yeah…I did…” she’d say softly. A quick eep escaping her lips as she was pulled closer to the other femme. Her body lightly pressing against her.
(16:52:50) * Anala Blackblade looks at her as she moved her hips a bit her hardening cock could be fealt under her own skirt as she looked at her ” feal that your sexy body anf my hunting for this panties has done??”
(16:54:28) * Caitlin Powell could actually feel the growing member that lay just beneath the skirt. The realization appearntly a bit of a shock to her as her eyes would widen a bit. “Yeah…I feel it…” she would say, her voice a lot softer than before.
(16:57:25) * Anala Blackblade pressed her self in closer to her as she kissed her cheeks soflty “so what are you going to do abou it hun” as she moved her hands to the grilsbreasts and slowly rubed them
(17:00:23) * Caitlin Powell felt the kisses upon her cheeks and shivered softly within the other femme’s touch. Her mouth already opening as if to speak when suddenly the hand would find it’s way to her small yet supple breasts. The fondling just as quickly drawing a soft moan from her lips instead of words.
(17:21:40) * Anala Blackblade smiles to her soflty as shelicked at her lips liglhty still rubing at her breasts looking at the waiting for her to do sommthing to her “comme one hun tell me what your going to do with this hard cock in my skirt”
(17:28:23) * Caitlin Powell felt the tounge gracing her lips, added on top of that the hand still working at her breast and she would begin to get rilled up rather quickly. Her body squirming against that of the other femme. Her hips grinding against the other femme as she squirmed. “Wha…whatever you want…I’ll do anything…” she’d pant out softly.
(17:34:14) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she takes a step back from her “oh realy then i want you to start fingering your self and not lighlty eather”
(17:39:39) * Caitlin Powell heard what the other woman had asked of her and for a moment she would just stare at her. Her cheeks still all nice and flustered as her gaze would draw away from the other femme. Her hand already begining to move, slipping past the hem of her pants and down towards her heated folds. It would be in that moment she would press her fingers into her sex, pumping them in and out vigourously as she was told to do.
(17:45:13) * Anala Blackblade licks her lips liglhty as she looks at her “umm yes thats it do just that show me how much you whant to be fucked” as she pulled her skirt up showing her cock and cunny a bi of pree at the tip of her harden cock “tell me what this slut wants”
(17:52:42) * Caitlin Powell continued to pump her fingers into her rather damp slit. Those eager little digits working upon her sex, playing upon the areas she knew full well would drive her wild. Her breathing had already turned into shallow pants as her body squirmed from the rising pleasure she was giving herself. “Th-thi…this slut wants…wants to be f-fucked…” she’d pant out, her voice a whole lot softer and breathier now that she was so worked up.
(18:04:29) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she moved her hands over to Caitlin’s pants and slowly started to pull them down her legs looking at her “umm yes that it keep beging show me how much of a whore you are like me”
(18:12:11) * Caitlin Powell could feel as the other femme began to undo and lower her pants down. Revealing the lacy sky blue panties that lay beneath, and the rather damp spot from the lovely pokemorph’s necter. The other femme would also be able to see the quickened pace with which her fingers assulted her sex. Her body aching now, craving more pleasure. “oh…oh…gods…please…please just fuck me…” she’d cry out, trying her best to keep her voice at an even pitch. The speed with which she attacked herself making it a rather hard task to do.
(18:19:55) * Anala Blackblade finaly one the pants and paties where off she spreads at her legs as she pulled her hands away from her cunny and looked down at her “umm such a juicy cunny you have my dear ” as she slowly pessed the head of her cock to it and pushed it into her all the way
(18:26:51) * Caitlin Powell might have found it a bit ironic that Anala finally ended up collecting the panties the pokemorph refused to give away. Though with the condition of the panties by this point were far more wet than when she’d originally asked for them. Caitlin’s legs would end up being spread with little to no fight at all, then her fingers would end up being pulled away next. The other femme’s words being the last thing she heard before she felt the head of the other woman’s member press against her drooling lower lips. Focing the shaft within her tight sex as she herself cried out in a long lingering moan.
(18:31:51) * Anala Blackblade leaned in and kissed her deeply as she clossed her eye’s lighlty and holds the kiss her hips bucking against Caitlins hips to meet once in deep she rotated her hips a bit as her hands pulled and twistd at the girls nipples
(18:43:04) * Caitlin Powell’s eyes would end up closing as she felt the other femme’s lips press against her own. Her own lips would end up parting as the kiss deepened, surrendering her mouth to the other woman. The feel of the other femme’s member buried deep within her form. Her quivering sex pulsating causing her muscles to contract and grip on the shaft buried deep within her damp and heated sex. Her body desperatly trying to keep it within her. As the other femme’s hips began to rotate she would moan out once more. Her hands quickly moving to the other femme’s sholders to keep her quivering form stready. Her hips rocking in time with the other womans to increase the pleasure.
(18:52:17) * Anala Blackblade pants lighlty as she keeps pumping her pree pouring into Chaitlin as she moans holding the kiss as her tounge pushed deeper into her mouth her eye’s clossed fealing that tight cunny araound her cock made he feal like she was not going to lasttwo long sh pulled and tristed her nipled harder whondering howmuch pain she could take if she could take enought she might be good for aeries
(18:59:17) * Caitlin Powell let out another long moan into their kiss as she felt the other femme twist her nipples harder. The pain and pleasure blending together, mixing to great an even greater sensation within her body. Her hips would all the while continue to rock in time with the other femme, increasing her pace shortly after she felt the speed increase from the other femme. It was all so she could do to keep building upon the pleasure. Wanting that burning ecstacy to consume her as the other femme fucked her.
(19:08:03) * Anala Blackblade pounds her harder and harder as she lets go of her nipple and moved her hands down and pulled at the girls clit tighlty as she clossed her eye’s and arched her back pushing her cock all the way inside as she pumped her seed into her [join me my mistress]
(19:13:31) * Caitlin Powell felt the grasping of her clit and that was the last straw. She simply could not take any more and that pleasure that kept building within her consumed her. Her orgasm pouring through her body, filling her entire form with such wonderful pleasure as the heated seed of the other femme filled her body.
(19:15:42) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she pulled out of her and licked at her lips lighlty leaning down a clraning arpound her cunny before getting up and and taking the panties placig them inside her bag “umm i realy hoped you enjoyed that beccause my mistress will use alot of pain on you”
(19:19:53) * Caitlin Powell was left panting and weakened by the time the other femme began to clean up the mixture of her juices, and cum from around her slit. The sensation causing the poor girl to squirm about as she did so. Her eyes all the while fluttering open only as the other femme finished and had moved to collect her panties as well. “I…I did…” she would say, her voice soft and breathy for rather obvious reasons.

panties 7:
(15:45:51) * Anala Blackblade walks over to Crystalin as she looks at her “miss can i ask you a favor??”
(15:46:56) * Crystalin tilts her head to one side, “Yes? What do you need?” She asked quietly.
(15:47:31) * Anala Blackblade looks at her as she blushess a bit “could i get your panties please i will repay you how ever you like almost”
(15:49:49) * Crystalin blinks, “Why do you need my panties?”
(15:50:09) * Anala Blackblade frowns a bit “its my mistres orders miss”
(15:50:30) * Crystalin frowns, “Yeah.. I don’t see why not.”
(15:52:07) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty “thank you so much miss”
(15:53:06) * Crystalin slowly removes her pants, slipping them off her legs for a moment before taking off the pair of pink panties that clung to her. She revealed herself for a moment before retrieving her pants and slipping htem on, holding her panties out to the other female.
(15:54:16) * Anala Blackblade bow lightly to her “thank you so much miss” she leans in and kissed her lightly “how can i repay you??”
(15:54:30) * Crystalin shakes her head softly, “I don’t need to be repayed.”
(15:55:54) * Anala Blackblade bows lighlty “thank you” and hopps away”

panties 8:
Bynlie blinks and looks up from the sketchbook she was doodling in at being addressed, brow lifting slightly as she glances to the other femme. “Eh?”
Anala Blackblade she looks at her and blushed a bit more “miss could i ask you for a small favor i will repay you in any way you like prior to doing it”
Bynlie blinks slowly, her expression still cool as she pondered the inquiry. “Guess that depends on the favor.”
Anala Blackblade looks at her lighlty as she whispers “could i have your panties”
Bynlie simply stares in silence for a moment. “…Why?…”
Emily Morrison wonders how exactly someone can look at someone “lightly”.
Anala Blackblade blushess a bit “it was a request made by my mistress to go and get panties 20 at least”
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Bynlie coughs slightly to smother her original reaction to the information. “Well…that is a rather bizarre request…Can’t go shopping for her own, eh?”
Anala Blackblade giggles a bit as she looks around the room “not so much that as she whant me to gather thies if i get any less i will get punished”
Bynlie leans back, fingers tapping over her sketchbook as she considered, amusement glinting in her eyes. “If you would give me money for them..why not just go buy twenty of them?”
Anala Blackblade nods lighlty as she looks ay her “yes of course o will pay for them how much would you ask miss”
Bynlie rolls her eyes slightly, her logic obviously having been completely lost on the other. Being a bit of an ass, she replied; “Two hundred and fifty dollars. They’re very expensive, name brand and all that.”
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Anala Blackblade rolls her eye’s lightly as she looks at her and pulled out a wad ofcash holding it out to her “i think this will cover it ” she did ot even bother looking at the amount and hands it to her [about 350$]
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> He was slender and small, with girlish hips and a round rear set perfectly atop those long, shapely legs. A cheerful pink glow seemed permanently set upon those cherubic cheeks and that plump little mouth was a merry rose hue. A pale fae countenance was framed by straight, sapphire blue locks. Normally seen wearing very little, it could be anything from women’s underwear to a pair of tiny shorts. To top it all off, a pair of devillish little black horns protruded from his brow, just on either side of his bangs. (URL: http://www.f-list.net/c/Cadden/) f-list – (URL: http://caddenbb.webs.com/) Site+pics [Too shy to whisper.]
Raven Moon could of bought a hooker for less than that and got the panties for 20$
Bynlie stands, taking the money and shoving it down the front of her shirt. “It’s a deal.” she laughed, wiggling her panties off from beneath her skirt, tossing the silken undergarment at the other
lapine female.
You say, “[[brb]]”
Bynlie settles back into her seat, primly crossing her legs to compensate for her now pantiless state.

panties 9:

(16:31:31) * Anala Blackblade looks at her and blushess a bit “miss could i borrow your panties??”
(16:33:09) * Jenny XJ9 blushes some herself and looks at her ” but but what will i were if i let you use my panties?” she ask as her cheeks turns blue
(16:34:57) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit as she looked at her “i could give you mine in return or would you prefer a return the favor in another method and you walk naked im shure the men here you enjoy it”
(16:36:58) * Jenny XJ9 blushes some mroe as he cheek starts to turn blue more ‘ well i guess i could let you use mine” twitches a little ” but why you want to use mine?”
(16:38:49) Jenny XJ9: ((sorry didnt see your post in furcadia, looking for picture for my new char))
(16:38:49) * Anala Blackblade lookes at her lighlty as she pressed her self against the bunny “umm why not hun??”
(16:38:58) Anala Blackblade: [[its fine]]
(16:39:47) * Jenny XJ9 her cheeks continue to turn blue ” well ummm i dont know, it just a werid request and ummm my programing doesnt know what the response suppose to be”
(16:40:32) * Anala Blackblade looks at her as she smiles a bit “umm tell you whant you give me your panties and i will give tou mine ad just so you know ther enot to wear”
(16:43:01) * Jenny XJ9 nods some as she looks at her ” well i guess that make sense” she smiles some as he slowly steps back and lifts up her skirt some. She would hook her thumbs around her panties and slowly starts to pull them down revealing her metalic behind
(16:46:34) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she looks at her loving the form and shape of the metalic rear “umm thank you so much hun if i can return the fafor in any way please just aske me” as she pulled off her own oanties lifting her skirt and pulling them down revealing her slit and semy hard cock
(16:48:11) * Jenny XJ9 blushes some as her programing could not determind gender. She stood there looking at her cock, tilting her head to the side some “ummm ummm programing error?” she mumble as she handed over her blue thong to her
(16:51:11) * Anala Blackblade licked her lip’s lighlty as she grabed the pantie sna dplaced it into her bag then looking at her pulling her own skirt down to hide her semi hard cock “thank you miss how can i stop your error??”
(16:53:46) * Jenny XJ9 blinks a couple of time and looks at her ‘ ummm i dont know, that never happen before to me” she rubs her head some ‘ just that for a second it told me that your were a female, than male than back to female, which is inpossable for a carbon-base life form to do. Right?”
(16:54:31) * Anala Blackblade shakes her hea lightly “not if your like e and are born a herm then you have bolth male and female genetals”
(16:56:20) * Jenny XJ9 tilts her head to the side ” Herm? sorry that word is not matching anything in my database” she said as she again looks down at her skirt’ so a herm is a mixture of male and female at birth due to a birth defect?”
(16:56:39) Jenny XJ9: ((sorry for making her act like a robot so much))
(16:59:17) * Anala Blackblade tilts her head a bit to the side as she thinks “well yes tecniacly it is but most dont see it that way” as she looks at her still whondering if this robot girl was okay [its fine]]
(17:00:41) * Jenny XJ9 tilts her head to the side again looking at her ” so than how am i suppose to look at it than miss Herm?”
(17:02:22) * Anala Blackblade sights a bit “3rd gender herm. more of a hybrid then anything” she looks at her “full name being Hemaphrodite”

Panties(BRA) 10:

(17:22:17) * Anala Blackblade bows to the female lighlty ass he giggles lighlty “hello miss could i have your panties please??”
(17:22:24) Kisha Orrin: Uh, no.
(17:23:36) Kisha Orrin: I don’t wear panties.
(17:24:03) Kisha Orrin: You can have my bra?
(17:24:05) * Anala Blackblade nods a bit to her “oh okay i see”she ggigles a bit “umm what do you wear then??”
(17:24:20) Kisha Orrin: Just a sundress and a brazierre
(17:24:27) * Anala Blackblade thinks a bit “that will do nicely. what would ou like in return??”
(17:24:39) Kisha Orrin: Um, I don’t know.
(17:27:12) * Anala Blackblade looks at her lighlty “well its only if you want to ofcourse”
(17:27:51) Kisha Orrin: I don’t mind :)…
(17:34:50) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit “realy” as she holds her hands out waiting for the bra unless she whanted her to take it off for her
(17:35:36) * Kisha Orrin unclips through dress and pulls the straps down over her arms, tugging it from her dress and handing over the yellow silk bra.
(17:38:46) * Anala Blackblade bows lighlty “thank you oh so much hun” as she leans in and kissed her soflty

Panties 11:

Caressa wriggles her french lace panties off her legs, and tosses them to Anala

panties 12:
(17:23:42) * Anala Blackblade hopps over to her and gigles a it “hello miss could i ask you a favor?”
(17:31:45) * Shelly Foxx Returns and finds you have hopped to her.. “Um, sorry about that {was in bathroom].” she says taknig off her earbuds so she can hear you. “Um, favour? what favour?”
(17:32:52) * Anala Blackblade blushes a bit “um could i have your panties hun??” sh looked ather and smiles hearing her talk
(17:34:34) * Shelly Foxx meeps some, crossing her legs tighter as you ask the question. Well at least you are more forwards about it.. seems like most want them for some strange reason. This leaves her feeling some nerviousness. “Wha?!” she asks back though, finding this a bit of a strange question to be asked.. “No! Gah, why?”
(17:37:22) * Anala Blackblade loks at her “well you see me mistress asked me to go get 20 pairs of painties from 20 difrent women so thats what im doing please give them to me i will return he favor to ou as best as i can” she looked at her lightly “if i bring any less this canadian bunny will get punished”
(17:41:25) * Shelly Foxx meeps and sighs.. she guesses she could go find a pair for you.. A sigh comes from her lips as she shakes her head, “Well I don’t want you to get punished.” She gueses she could go to her gym bag to get an older pair for you.. “This sounds like a really stupid thing to ask of you.. I would think some people would smack you for asking.. Its not nice that yoru mistress would ask this of you.. ” She goes to her locker quickly, coming back withher bag over her shoulder.
(17:43:20) * Anala Blackblade looks at the female as she smiles lighlty “i would actualy prefer getting the freash ones that you are wearing now” as she smiled at her “i will return the favor how ever you like miss”
(17:45:37) * Shelly Foxx meeps and clenches up agian.. She is not in the habbit of taking off her panties for anyone. “Um.. No.. these are my favourite. Theyfit just right, and Ihave yet to find another like them.” she says with a huff “Why does have to be the ones I am wearing?”
(17:47:01) * Anala Blackblade shrugs a bit “becauee in only whanted the freashest ones for my mistress but i will take the others if you like” as she looked at her and smiled a bit turned on by now with all the panties shehad gathered
(17:49:38) * Shelly Foxx sighs and gives you the spare pair she keeps in the bag.. she wore them in gym class eairlyer, butonly for gym. They are faded, but solid, a soft cottony pair with a pail blue and pink floral dots. “Well these are semi fresh, i guess.” she sayswitha sigh.. “You mistress sounds weird though.” she says holding out her hand.
(17:51:28) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit as she shakes her head lighlty “not weird she whants me to show her howmuch of a slut i am for her”
(17:54:28) * Shelly Foxx nodnods.. that is probably why she finds it weird. This foxy is far from slutty, she does not enve know how to be really.. she is more nerdy than anything.. Comic books, tabletop games, WarCraft, and Star Trek.. yeah.. she is a fangirl of sorts. “That sounds weird to me” she says with a bit of a giggle. “I sort of had a petonce. All iwanted my pet to do was loev me and keep me cuddled.”
(18:03:19) * Anala Blackblade leans in and kissses her lips lighlty as she ggigles” well thank you very much for the panties maybe if we meet again i can change thet”

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(18:37:08) * Anala Blackblade hopps over to Hatomi and looks bows lighlty “sorry miss but could i ask you for sommthing??”
(18:38:25) * Hatomi blinks purple eyes and looked at the other lapine. She head tilted to the side.” Depends on what your asking.” she said in a polite tone and smiled.
(18:39:21) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit “wel you see i need to gather panties and was whondering if i could have yours”
(18:41:18) * Hatomi Blinks a few times and giggles a bit. She shrugged her shoulders.” I just put a new pair on but I guess.” She Wore a long dress and half the time didn’t have any on anyway but the ones today were silky and a purole and blue color that matched her dress. She took them off and handed them to the other.”There you go.” fresh ones anyway so that didn’t bother her she had just changed in the bathroom to her normal clothing.
(18:42:36) * Anala Blackblade bows lighlty as she looked at her “thank ou very much hun how can i reay you??”
(18:43:15) * Hatomi smiles some and chuckle.” You don’t have to . Don’t worry about it its only oanties anyway.” she winked a purple eye.
(18:44:22) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit ans winks back lightly as she decided to licks the panties lighlty before placing them into her bag

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18:37:08) * Anala Blackblade hopps over to Hatomi and looks bows lighlty “sorry miss but could i ask you for sommthing??”
(18:38:25) * Hatomi blinks purple eyes and looked at the other lapine. She head tilted to the side.” Depends on what your asking.” she said in a polite tone and smiled.
(18:39:21) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit “wel you see i need to gather panties and was whondering if i could have yours”
(18:41:18) * Hatomi Blinks a few times and giggles a bit. She shrugged her shoulders.” I just put a new pair on but I guess.” She Wore a long dress and half the time didn’t have any on anyway but the ones today were silky and a purole and blue color that matched her dress. She took them off and handed them to the other.”There you go.” fresh ones anyway so that didn’t bother her she had just changed in the bathroom to her normal clothing.
(18:42:36) * Anala Blackblade bows lighlty as she looked at her “thank ou very much hun how can i reay you??”
(18:43:15) * Hatomi smiles some and chuckle.” You don’t have to . Don’t worry about it its only oanties anyway.” she winked a purple eye.
(18:44:22) * Anala Blackblade giggles a bit ans winks back lightly as she decided to licks the panties lighlty before placing them into her bag
(18:47:04) * Hatomi chuckled to the lick and smiled.” I doubt anything is on there but guess my smells there.” she laught and looked away [how random but funny 5 whispers at a time all saying the same thing “Rawr” thats funny]

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(18:47:28) * Anala Blackblade hops over to the female and bows lighlty “hello miss can i ask you for a favor in return i will do anything you like”
(18:48:18) * Ronee Dickson’s ears and brows perked at the sudden approach of this lapine but returned to her relaxed position and came to ask,”What favor?”
(18:50:44) * Anala Blackblade blushedd deeply “umm well i need to gather panties i was whondering if i could posibly have yours”
(18:52:09) * Ronee Dickson giggled and nodded,”Sure. They’re Yoshi undies but I hope they help.” She smiled as she easily and carelessly dropped her pants and lightly stepping out of them, she slipped her crimson and white panties from her ankles and held them out to the bunny.
(18:53:39) * Anala Blackblade smiles as she leans in to grab the panties and looks at them “Ohh there so cute my mistress will love thies” she then stoped a bit and loked at the herm cock and cunny “what would you like me to do in return??”
(18:54:20) * Ronee Dickson giggled and waved her hand lightly,”Nothing, really. Not wanting you to get in trouble with your mistress.”
(18:56:29) * Anala Blackblade chuckles lighlty “very well thank you very much” as she looked at her and leaned down and gave the cock a small kiss “here is my thank you”

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(21:01:00) * Anala Blackblade hops over to Sasha having almosr finnished her task as she looks at her “hello miss could i please ask a favor from you i will repay you for it”
(21:26:40) Sasha Tanenbom: [sorry I missed your whisper] Looks up “Hmm possibly what can I do for you?” she asks.
(21:27:29) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit as she looked at the female “umm i was whondering if i could procure your panties”
(21:28:58) * Sasha Tanenbom Stands up and stips off her black lace thong, and hands it to her not taken aback in the least by the request. “Here you go, and no I do not want to know what you intend to do with them.” she says with a wink, sitting back down once more.
(21:30:12) * Anala Blackblade giggles lighlty as she bows to her “thank you so much hun would you like a favor in return?? she asked her as she looked at her expecting like most others nothing from her part
(21:31:30) * Sasha Tanenbom Pulls her down to her level and kisses her strongly, letting her tounge run over her lips, before letting her go and gicing her a wink “There paid in full” she says.
(21:33:37) * Anala Blackblade blushess lighlty as she murred to the kiss her eye’s closed one the kiss was broken she licked her lips and smiled “umm i got to remembe rto stal your panties more ofthen”
(21:36:04) * Sasha Tanenbom Giggles at her and gives her a wink “Anytime, just ask.” she says. And you just know she means alot more by it. Once more she relaxes against the wall. “Anything else I can help you with?” she asks nochallantly.
(21:42:20) * Anala Blackblade shakes her head lighlty looking at her as she blushed a bit “umm well i got what i realy was here for” as she looks around the coridor “umm maybe i could use a bit of umm company been running after panties all day”
(21:44:12) Sasha Tanenbom: “Well when you want some “company” just come back and see me and we can go from there. And as far as the panties goes you must have a fetish or want them for some other purpose that I do not need to know. Just enjoy them, I got a taste of your lips in return, maybe next time I will taste the other set.” She says with a sly grin.
(21:45:55) * Anala Blackblade blushes a bit as she started to hop away “i look forward to it” asshe hopped away she waved lighlty and took a small whiff of the panties they where for her mistress but thies panties she liked she whondered how she would react if she found out she was a herm
(21:47:35) Sasha Tanenbom: [Tell your mistress to enjoy them, and as far as herms go well there good for certain things have a good evening.]

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(23:22:57) * Anala Blackblade walks over to Syriah as she bows to her” hello miss could i ask you a small favor from you please you may ask any price you wish in exchange”
(23:25:39) * Syriah watched her approach and raised a brow. “And what is this favor you ask for?”
(23:26:44) * Anala Blackblade points at her panties “if i could have thoes i will repay you in any method you asked of me”
(23:30:38) * Syriah blinked at her. “My underwear?”
(23:34:22) * Anala Blackblade nods a bit looking at her as she smiles “yes could i please have then ask me your price cash even my body if you like”
(23:43:11) * Syriah looks around the hall as if she were looking for somebody snickering at this joke. “Ok…let me ask you again…are you serious?”
(23:44:07) * Anala Blackblade shakes her head looking her with a very serius face” does it look like i am joking miss im willing to pay any price for your panties”
(23:44:44) * Syriah frowned. “Okay…five dollars?”
(23:46:37) * Anala Blackblade tilts her head a bit pulling out the 5 dollar bill and hainding it to her “did you whant sommthing else with that hun” she looked at her “like i sayed any price including sexual not just money”
(00:00:25) * Syriah shook her head as she slipped off her panties and handed them to the girl.
(00:02:09) * Anala Blackblade smioles as she takes the panties and bows” tank you very much miss” as she walks off slowly

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(00:19:06) * Anala Blackblade hops over to Angel and bows to her lighlty “hello miss could i buy your panties of you for any price you ask??”
(00:20:25) Angel Shiva2: “and why would oyu want my panties miss?”
(00:21:49) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit “because my mistress ordered me to go pantie hunting i need to get 20 pairs of panties”
(00:22:29) Angel Shiva2: Hands you two pears of her panties
(00:23:09) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty “thank you mis what would you like in return??”
(00:23:37) Angel Shiva2: “you can just take them miss.”
(00:24:37) * Anala Blackblade smiles thank you” and hops away

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(11:25:03) * Anala Blackblade hopps over to the girl as she blushess lighlty “hello hun could i ask you a small favor??”
(11:26:35) * Jessica Emberfall tilts her head softly and looks over the girl, shrugging softly and smiling. “Hiya, what is it?”
(11:28:09) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit as she looks at her “Umm well miss i need to gaher panties and i was whondering if i could have yours i will return the favor how ever you like”
(11:29:06) * Jessica Emberfall’s ears perked up lightly and she giggled, sticking her tongue out at the girl. “Why do you need panties? If you took them it’d make me rather playful..”
(11:30:51) * Anala Blackblade looks around a bit “umm well mymistress whanted me to gather some panties so thats what im doing and they must be from girls i dont know”
(11:31:48) * Jessica Emberfall chuckles and nods her head softly, shrugging her shoulders a bit and turning, leaning back in her seat a bit and pushing her legs out forward. “You can take them, then..”
(11:33:23) * Anala Blackblade smiles as she elans in and slowly pulled the panties down her long softly legs tracing them as she did “thank ou oh so very much how can i repay you??
(11:34:31) * Jessica Emberfall rests her elbows on the table behind her, licking her lips then biting her lower lip softly, shrugging once more. “Well, you don’t have to pay me back, but if you’re free for a bit..” She spread her legs out a bit to reveal her now naked underbody.
(11:36:21) * Anala Blackblade leans her head between her legs understqanding what the girl whanted as she licked around her cunny lips and then pushed her tongue into her wet cunny lips
(11:37:00) * Jessica Emberfall nodded and giggled, biting harder on her lip, spreading her legs out more and letting out a soft, quiet moan. “Good girl, exactly what I needed..”
(11:38:22) * Anala Blackblade pushed her tounge ito her cunny even deeper as ti twisted inside her squirming lookong for every stop that would make this girl squirm her tongue must of reached in atleast 6 inches by now
(11:39:38) * Jessica Emberfall moaned louder and wiggled around a bit against the table, reaching an arm down to rest on the girl’s head, playing with her hair and looking down at her. “Oh my.. What a long, lovely tongue..”
(11:41:55) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she pushed the tongue in toher deeper and deeper her tongue then stoped and pulled back out before pushing back it hiting every spor that made the girls swquirm as she did
(11:43:48) * Jessica Emberfall squirmed around in circles and bit down on her lip harder, trying to keep her legs widespread, pulling at her hair a bit harder and letting out a loud moan. “A-ah.. oh god..”
(11:48:52) * Anala Blackblade keeps tongue fucking her as she looked into her girls eye’s her head shaking a bit to stimulate her clit with her nose as she takes in a deep breath taking in this girls scent
(11:49:50) * Jessica Emberfall let out a loud moan and scream as she came to her first orgasm, her wet pussy leaking out even more of her own female juices onto the girl’s tongue and into her mouth, muscles tightening as her body tensed up. “Mmm..”
(11:53:23) * Anala Blackblade smiles lighltyt as she keepes tongue fucking her for a bit more till she stoped squirming then pulled her tounge out and licked her lips liglhty “i hope it was worth giving your panties away”

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11:49:30) * Anala Blackblade hopps over to the girls as she loks up at her “umm hello miss sorry to bother you but could i ask you a small favor??”
(11:50:07) * Vicky Vixen nods softly and smiles” Well of course ask away sugar.”
(11:51:24) * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit “could i have your panties miss??
(11:53:02) * Vicky Vixen giggles and smiles” You want my thing do you sugar?”
(11:54:06) * Anala Blackblade tilts her head a bit as she blushed a bit “well i need your panties i will reutrn the favor in any way you like”
(11:55:14) * Vicky Vixen smiles softly and gently removes her jean shorts. She removed her black thong and slide her jeans back on. ” there ya go sugar ” She smiled and winked.
(11:55:49) * Anala Blackblade smiles holding the black thong “thank you so much miss”

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05/04/10 21:24:32 * Anala Blackblade had climbedher way into the Prilla’s dorm room and was opening her draws looking for her panties
05/04/10 21:26:05 * Prilla walked to her dorm after having left class. All she wanted to do was rest after a long day. She walked into her room only to notice Anala going through her drawer. “What are you doing..?”
05/04/10 21:31:52 * Anala Blackblade opens her eye’s wide as she looks at Prilla and blushed a bit “um um um i was just i …..” she seemed to have no realy anser she was known as the slave the pet she fallowed orders of a higer student called aeries “umm i was here to make shure every thing is clean”
05/04/10 21:34:18 * Prilla closed the door behind her and set her bag down. “Uh.. alright then?” Prilla wasn’t too convinced that that’s really what was going on. “I didn’t know they had people here that cleaned the dorms. They must have just started that..?”
05/04/10 21:38:43 * Anala Blackblade smiles a bit as she looks about the room a bit more and then walks up to Prilla “umm well it was new they must of not told you yet itwas suposed to be told last week”
05/04/10 21:39:56 * Prilla nods, “I guess I just didn’t get the memo.” She looked the girl’s body over for a few long seconds, “You are a bit too beautiful to be a cleaning lady, if you don’t mind my saying so. What got you into that line of work…?”
05/04/10 21:41:27 * Anala Blackblade looks about a bit as she looks at her self “umm well i guess its a mater of needing to make a living?” she tilts her head a bit and sights lighlty
05/04/10 21:42:44 * Prilla chuckles softly, “Yes, I suppose you’re right.” She made her way over to the bed and sat down. “What’s the matter, hun?”
05/04/10 21:44:06 * Anala Blackblade looks around the room a bit “umm well your room is umm very clean where do you keep your dirty laundry??”
05/04/10 21:44:38 * Prilla points to the bathroom, “In there. Why?” She looks at Anala, a bit confused.
05/04/10 21:50:14 * Anala Blackblade walks over to where she pointed looking in it a bit as she looked for a pair of panties “oh i was told to look for any place that could hide drugs while at it suprisingly meny people his them in laundy baskets”
05/04/10 21:53:15 * Prilla nods, “Well, feel free to check. I certainly have nothing to hide. Also, I hope you don’t mind if I change? I’m so tired of this uniform.” Before waiting for an answer, she walks over to the closet and begins to unbutton her blouse.
05/04/10 22:25:39 Anala Blackblade: hello
05/04/10 22:25:44 Prilla: Hi.
05/04/10 22:25:45 * Anala Blackblade forwns a bit finding no panties in the laundry mat as she gets up looking at the girl then walking over close to her and smiling “need some help with that hun she asked
05/04/10 22:27:21 * Prilla smiles, nodding a bit. “Actually, that’d be nice. Could you get the zipper on my skirt..?” She asks as she pulls off her top and drops it onto the closet floor.
05/04/10 22:29:06 * Anala Blackblade smiles lighlty as she slowly moved her hands to the girls skirt zipper and pulled it down very slowly then let the skit drop to the ground as she looked at her almost naked body “there we go” she smiled lighlty
05/04/10 22:31:59 * Prilla kicks her skirt to the side before pushing her underwear down her thighs. “Do you often help girls undress in their dorms?” She smiles, pointing to her back, “Could you maybe unhook my bra, too?”
05/04/10 22:36:51 * Anala Blackblade slowly unlocked her bra as she blushed “umm well mymistress yes but no one else” as she looked at her finding her very beautifull
05/04/10 22:40:58 * Prilla turns around to face the girl, “Well, I guess I’ve just helped you change that.” She smiles, reaching forward to brush a strand of the girl’s hair out of her face. “Does your mistress allow you to kiss other girls? Because, I have to be honest here, I’m having a very hard time keeping my hands and lips off of you…”
05/04/10 22:46:11 * Anala Blackblade blushess lighlty as she looks at her “umm no she does not” as she slowly pulled the girl to her as she looks into the girls eye’s “umm thank you your very sexy your self Prilla”
05/04/10 23:02:26 Anala Blackblade: hello
05/04/10 23:02:34 Prilla: Hey.
05/04/10 23:03:28 * Prilla rests her hands on Anala’s hips, “Oh, that’s a shame…” She pulls the girl over to the bed and sits down, looking over her body again as she stands in front of her. “Thank you very much.”
05/04/10 23:05:26 * Anala Blackblade shakes her head a bit as she pulled Prilla closer to her” instead she demands it” as she clossed her eye’s tighlty and kissed her deeply
05/04/10 23:08:16 * Prilla moves her hands to rest on Anala’s ass, squeezing a bit tightly as her tongue slipped pass her lips. Prilla pulls the girl onto the bed and quickly climbs on top of her, straddling her. She presses her hips against Anala’s before pulling away from the kiss, “I hope you don’t mind my taking charge. I get carried away when I’m in the presence of a sexy girl.”
05/04/10 23:11:51 * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit as she looks at her and licked her lips “umm by all meens hun take charge” as she blushed a bit fealing her own little suprise in her skit pressing against it her cock hardening but her cunny juices could allrdy be smelled if she sniffed the air
05/04/10 23:18:10 * Prilla licks down her neck, then nibbles on her collarbone. One of her hands rubs up Anala’s side and rests on her breast before she pulls her top off. Prilla makes a wet trail with her tongue, stopping at the nipple and biting it gently before she sucks on Anala’s breast.
05/04/10 23:20:30 * Anala Blackblade closses her eye’s and lets out a very light moan as she arched her back pressing her breasts out into Prilla’s mouth her hands moving to the back of rpilla’s head and rubbing her hair gently
05/04/10 23:26:18 * Prilla massages Anala’s other breast gently, circling her thumb across the nipple. A few long moments and a large hicky later, Prilla begins to make her way down to Anala’s crotch. “I bet you taste as nice as you smell, darling.”
05/04/10 23:30:37 * Anala Blackblade moans out lighlty as she lifted her hips up to let Prilla slide her skirt down if she so wished her hips rolling a bit as she looke at her whondering to see her face once she saw she was a herm “umm you will need to tell me”
05/04/10 23:36:35 * Prilla’s fingertips trail down the middle of the girl’s stomach, getting a bit wide-eyed as she notices the cock. Her fingers run along the length of it, “This puts a very.. kinky .. twist on things.” She looks up to Anala and grins before kissing along the inside of her thighs.
05/04/10 23:37:55 * Anala Blackblade bucks her hips a bit as she spreads her legs letting her hands as much room as she whanted a deep blush on her cheeks “umm i hope you dont mind” her hands moved to her own breastsas she rubbed them gently
05/04/10 23:42:11 * Prilla shakes her head, “Mm, no. I don’t mind at all.” She nibbles along the girl’s thighs before letting one of her hands grab ahold of Anala’s cock. As she strokes it slowly, her tongue slips pass her pussy lips and flicks back and forth.
05/04/10 23:51:57 * Anala Blackblade moans a bit morre as she arched her back and pulled on her noppled hars her cunny juices driping out of her her cock slowly forming a pree drop at the tip “umm Prilla dont stop”
05/05/10 00:01:34 * Prilla circles her thumb along the tip of Anala’s cock, nibbling on her clit slowly. She rubs her other hand along her leg, slowly working her way up. Prilla pulls her head up and flicks her tongue along the tip of her cock, “Mmm. You taste amazing, babe.” She shoves her tongue back against Anala’s clit before letting it slide into her sweet little hole. Prilla’s tongue shoves in and out of Anala as her hand grips tighter onto her cock and strokes faster.
05/05/10 00:09:09 * Anala Blackblade closses her eye’s as she feals her self close to cumming almost over the edge as she moans loudly mmm hun im fealing my self abut to cum you tounge feals so good” her own tounge slides out the sid of her mouth as she pants
05/05/10 00:23:19 * Prilla grins as she shoves Anala’s cock into her mouth, letting the tip hit the back of her throat as she shoves three fingers into her pussy. Her thumb quickly flicks against her clit. “Cum for me.”
05/05/10 00:27:55 * Anala Blackblade moans ot loudly as she bucked her hips a bit her body started to shake a bit as she lifted her hips of the bed her eye’s opening wide as she looked at her her cock exploding her seed into the girls troath her cunny juices squirted out from her cunny a bit “oh god yes”
05/05/10 00:34:02 * Prilla pulls herself up after sucking up every bit of juice that Anala has spilled and kisses her way up to her neck. She continues to pump her fingers in and out of the girl, biting and tugging on her neck roughly. Prilla then presses her lips to the girl’s and kisses her passionately.
05/05/10 00:35:55 * Anala Blackblade closses her eye’s as she kissed her back her hips roatating abit to the finger as she moans her tongue sliding into the girls mouth
05/05/10 00:38:36 * Prilla presses her tongue against anala’s, pulling her fingers out and letting them interrupt their kiss. She then gets back on top of her and pushes her hips hard against Anala. “Fuck, you taste amazing.” Her hands cradled the back of the girl’s neck as she began to kiss her again, moaning into the kiss as their pussies rubbed together roughly.
05/05/10 00:41:29 * Anala Blackblade murred lightly into the kiss her murrs muffled b it as she sldies her toung ino the other girls mouth kissing her back with jst as much passion her own hands played with the grils tail a bit before moving to her reand and holding it tigh
05/05/10 00:51:44 * Prilla kisses her for a few more minutes before sitting up, grinding against her. She grabs ahold of Anala’s hands and guides them up her body, letting them rest on her breasts. Her hand rests between her own legs, fingers flicking against her clit. “Mmm.”
05/05/10 00:56:20 * Anala Blackblade rubs hr her breasts soflty asshe licked her lips lighlty fealing there size and there shapes gripping them a bit to feal there firmness as she then rubbed her niples soflty and pinched them “mmm you like that??”
05/05/10 00:59:26 Anala Blackblade: [[night]] (Offline message sent May 04, 11:59pm FST)
05/05/10 01:09:40 Anala Blackblade: : rubs hr her breasts soflty asshe licked her lips lighlty fealing there size and there shapes gripping them a bit to feal there firmness as she then rubbed her niples soflty and pinched them “mmm you like that??” (Offline message sent May 05, 12:09am FST)
05/05/10 01:18:46 Prilla: [sorry. internet was being stupid.]
05/05/10 01:19:41 Anala Blackblade: [[its okay]]
05/05/10 01:22:26 * Prilla moans softly, “Mmm, yes.” She pushed her hips roughly against Anala’s, pushing one of her hands to her pussy. “You’ve gotten me soaked, hon.”
05/05/10 01:24:15 * Anala Blackblade blushess a bit as she leans in to the girlandlooked at her soflty “umm does that meen yo whant me to clean you or you whant my cock inside your tight little cunny” as she keeps on playing with her breasts bucking her own hips liglhty to rub bolth there clits togeather
05/05/10 01:30:43 * Prilla slides off of her, grabbing Anala’s hands and pulling her on top of her. “I want you to lick me clean, then shove your cock in me and make another mess.” Her hands slide down to Anala’s ass, pulling her hips down. Prilla groans as Anala’s cock slides against the outside of her pussy lips.
05/05/10 01:36:38 * Anala Blackblade noces lighlty aas she leans down and licked at the girls cunny softly
05/05/10 11:00:18 Anala Blackblade: [[hey sorry power outage last night]]
05/05/10 11:01:04 Prilla: [It’s alright.]
05/05/10 11:01:18 Prilla: [Would you like to continue?]
05/05/10 11:01:23 Anala Blackblade: [sure]
05/05/10 11:02:42 * Prilla pushes her hips up, shoving herself against Anala’s face. “Mmmm, yes.”
05/05/10 11:08:08 * Anala Blackblade smiles as she pressed her small cold bunny noze against the girls clit her tounge then slies inside of her pushing inside suprisingly her tongue was much longer then it semme as she pushed in about 4 inches her hands wraoing aroud her legs to hold her to her face
05/05/10 11:11:46 * Prilla moans out, hands resting on her breasts. She circles her hips around and bites onto her bottom lip, panting heavily.
05/05/10 11:16:44 * Anala Blackblade was starting to whonder how dirty this girl realy was she pushed her toungs in a bit more her tounge laped over eits self doubling in thickness the tip of the tongue comming out f her cunny and circles the girls tail hole
05/05/10 11:19:57 * Prilla curls her toes as she grabs onto the back of the girl’s head, knotting her fingers through her hair. She arches her back and shoves her hips against her face again, “Gah, fuck. This feels …amazing.” Prilla gasps, a tiny squeak escaping her lips as she felt Anala’s tongue exploring new places.
05/05/10 11:21:11 Anala Blackblade: the tounge pushed in deepd into her cunny as she looked at Prila’s reaction her toungs fucking her like a hard cock as the tip of it pushed into the girls tail hole
05/05/10 11:26:34 * Prilla shivers slightly as she got closer to her orgasm, one leg wrapping around the girl’s back. She moaned out, massaging the back of Anala’s head.
05/05/10 11:34:33 * Anala Blackblade closses her eye’s lighlty as she pushed started to push more of her tongue into bolth holes and started to pump into her cunny and tailt hole as hard as she could her head shaking to stimulate her clit
05/05/10 11:38:17 * Prilla lets go of Anala’s hair, gripping the headrest on the bed as her sweet juices began to seep out of her pussy. She pushes her hips forward again, shoving herself against the girl’s face.
05/05/10 11:40:17 * Anala Blackblade pressed her face agains the girls hips she she closses her eye’s tightly her mouths sucking on her cunny to taste and drink her juices asshe her self moaned as how ecited this girl was
05/05/10 11:45:44 * Prilla grabs onto the girl’s hair again, pulling her face away from her crotch. “Mm, come here.” She pulls the girl up, quickly shoving her tongue into her mouth in a passionate kiss. Prilla’s hands slide down the girl’s sides and push her hips against hers. One hand then rubs on her ass for a few seconds before giving it a firm slap, other hand making its way between the girl’s legs. Her fingers press against her clit and massage a bit roughly.
05/05/10 11:47:41 * Anala Blackblade moans to the girls touch as she closses her eye’s she kissed her bakc letting some ofthe girls own juices slide into her mouth as she pushed her hips a bit then broke the kiss “you whanted my cock now i think??”
05/05/10 11:49:14 * Prilla nods, “Mm, yes. Fuck me.”
05/05/10 11:51:07 * Anala Blackblade pushes her thick fully harden cock into the girls cunny as she looked down at her once all the ay inside shestarted to pump her hips one of her hands moved to the grils rear and fingered her tail hole finding that she liked fetting it fucked by her earlyer reaction to the tongue
05/05/10 11:58:53 * Prilla wraps her legs around Anala’s waist, fingernails digging into her asscheeks, “Mmm, you feel .. so .. good.” She bites onto the girl’s neck, tugging at it roughly before nibbling and sucking on it.
05/05/10 12:02:52 * Anala Blackblade pumps into her harder and harder as she closses her eye’s “oh my god yes” she pumped harder and harder into the girl tight cunny her mouth nibbled on her neck as she closed her eye’s
(12:14:07) * Prilla groans, gasping each time Anala’s hips met with hers. She knots her fingers through her hair again and pulls her head back, neck more than visible as she begins to leave red bite marks all over.
(12:16:24) * Anala Blackblade keeps on pumping as she closses her eye’s and moaned her hand pushed a second and third finger into the girls tail hole as she panted lighlty note sure howmuch longer she could fuck her for
(12:19:21) * Prilla lets out a squeal as Anala entered more fingers into that tight hole of hers, “Cum for me..” She shoves her hips forward, grinding against Anala’s cock.
(12:22:02) * Anala Blackblade pants lighlty as she pulled the girl to her “pushing her fingers all the way inside and then letting her seed filled cock explode into her her cock pumping all her seed into the girls womb as she kissed her deeply

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