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When drama breaks out among the world’s first futa’s co-stars, Becky will have to charge!

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Naughty Jobs

Chapter Two: Futa’s First Naughty Reality Show

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

“You don’t make it sound like your time on Living with the Futa was all that much fun,” Adelia said as she interviewed me. It was a long one. We had been going for a few hours as I relived the roller-coaster fun of my life as the world’s first futa.

“I thought it would be,” I said. “I really did. Me living in a house with four girls, getting to know them, making love to the same women over and over instead of just fucking four or five strangers a day, promised something new. It was a break from all the meaningless, if amazing, sex. I was feeling restless. I was, what, twenty-nine. I hoped I would find true love on the show. I really, really did. I wanted it to work, but the producer…”

“Oh, was there drama behind the scenes as well as on the screen?” asked Adelia, her interviewer senses sniffing an exciting story.

“You have no idea,” I said, leaning back. “That’s what they wanted. Drama. Ratings. I swear they cast girls who would butt heads with each other and drive me nuts.”

“So not the best people?” asked Adelia.

“They were all ‘personalities,’ to put it… politically. All except Rosalía, and she was a wilting flower put on the show to be bullied, or that’s my theory.” I sighed. “It was going great for the first couple of days and then it all blew up…”

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August 20th, 2028

Before becoming a futanari, when I had more time to watch TV, I was a big fan of reality shows. Whether it was American Idol, the Bachelorette, or even Top Chef, I watched them all. They always did these interview segments, what I had learned in the last few days was called a talking head segment. I just don’t recall the interviewer, in this case the producer Shanelle, impaling her pussy on the interviewee’s (that would be me) cock.

I had changed the world.

I groaned as her pussy engulfed my dick as I sat in the chair, a pair of cameras shooting us, one over my shoulder, the other over hers. Shanelle, a willowy redhead with a gold nose ring glinting beneath the camera lights, let out such a moan of delight as she settled onto my lap, her cunt sliding down my futa-cock. I groaned, twisting in my chair, pleasure flooding through me.

“There,” she said, her naked body shifting, her round breasts nudging into my tits. We had about the same size bust, our tits both perky and firm. Her dusky nipples kissed mine, sending another tingle of delight racing to my juicy pussy. “How has it been going, Becky?”

“Getting to know the girls,” I said.

“Mmm, yes, yes, we’ve seen,” Shanelle said. “Got some great footage of you and them. Especially what you did with Essence last night.”

“Essence…” I sighed, and not in a good way. Despite the amazing hummer she gave me followed be me sodomizing her while she bent over the railing of the back porch for all of the Hollywood Hills to witness, I wasn’t a fan of her.

“Interesting,” Shanelle said, a naughty glint in her blue eyes. “What is your impression of Essence, besides that girl can deep-throat your clit-dick with gusto.”

“Well…” I bit my lip. I had to be honest. “She’s a prima donna. She thinks she’s hot shit, you know. Just the best thing in the world. She parades around the house like once that I’ve seen her cute ass, I didn’t need to enjoy another woman’s ever again.

“And, trust me, Essence ass isn’t that hot.”

“You would know,” Shanelle said, shifting around on me and letting out a coo of delight as her pussy clenched down on my dick. “Mmm, and what do you think of the other girls? How are you getting along with them?”

“Vikki just keeps telling me about his ‘amazing’ business opportunity,” I said, shaking my head. Even with my dick buried in hot, tight pussy I couldn’t keep my irritation out of my voice. My hands squeezed Shanelle’s ass, shifting her on my dick. “I think she’d rather have me co-sign a loan with her then feel my dick fuck her pussy now that I’ve bred her.”

“Ooh, the deliveries will make such an amazing nine month reunion,” sighed Shanelle. “Big ratings boast. Get a lot of streaming views.”

“What about cable ratings?” I asked.

She shrugged. “It’s almost dead. It’s all about streaming over the internet. Mmm, and you’re content… People can’t get enough of you, Becky.” She squeezed her cunt around my dick. “What about Mollie?”

“She seems sweet,” I said, “but she’s always trying to badmouth the other girls. You know, belittling them. It’s annoying. I hate that sort of thing. I can only imagine what she’s saying behind my back to the cameras.”

“Well, when the episodes air, you’ll just have to watch and find out,” Shanelle said, wiggling on me, rubbing her nipples against mine. “Ooh, you have such an amazing cock, Becky. I just want to fuck you so hard but… What about Rosalía?”

I smiled. “Now she’s sweet. She’s quiet and cute and… I like her.”

My fingers dug into Shanelle’s ass. I hadn’t spent so much time with the same girl since… college. Since I stopped hanging out with Kurt, Dona, Chris, and Tiffany. I used to fuck Dona and Tiffany all the time. Even Mrs. Albertson and her step-daughter, plus the president of my college.

Since college, I didn’t have that. While I was in Japan doing Futanari Explosion, I didn’t make any real friends. I just had a stream of sexy schoolgirls, hot pop stars, and naughty adult idols streaming into my bedroom when I wasn’t fucking on stage for the game show.

“I like her a lot,” I said, nodding my head. “I wish she was a little more assertive. She’s a bit passive, but… She passes the time.”

“Wonderful,” Shanelle said, lifting her pussy up and down my cock. “Mmm, I’m glad you’re swishing with her.”

Swishing? Was that some new slang?

“Yes, yes, just so glad you’re here,” Shanelle continued, her breasts rubbing on mine, our nipples kissing, as she rode my cock.

“Me, too,” I groaned, squeezing and kneading her rump as she worked that fine ass up and down my girl-cock. Her cunt gripped it with such hot passion. It felt incredible. I didn’t want this bliss to stop. I wanted her to keep fucking up and down my shaft until I erupted.

And from the way she grinned, she wanted the same thing.

The sexy producer worked that tight, hot pussy up and down my dick. I whimpered, loving the cameras filming this. It was so hot. I never got tired of getting naughty on television or the internet. My girl-cock throbbed and twitched in her pussy as she worked that hot cunt up and down my dick.

My digits massaged her ass, kneading into her rump. My fingers clenched and relaxed as her cute butt flexed beneath them. She slammed down my cunt again and again, only to slide back up so she could impale herself again. Her pussy squeezed so tight as she rose, making me whimper.

“Work that bred pussy on my futa-cock!” I moaned, my head tossing back and forth, my blonde curls spilling about my shoulders.

“Ooh, yes, yes, yes!” she hissed. “I’m going to enjoy this. I’m going to cum so hard on your girl-dick!”

“Then you’re going to be famous!” I whimpered, my fingers sliding into her butt-crack. I loved caressing up and down a woman’s warm divide and finding their naughty backdoor.

Her eyes widened when my fingers played with her back there. She let out a whimpering groan of delight, her pussy clenching about my cock as she rose up it. My dick throbbed inside of her as my digit danced along her asshole.

I arched an eyebrow at her.

“Yes!” she hissed.

I thrust a finger into her asshole, the camera behind her pivoting down to capture the naughty action. Her bowels clenched about my probing finger. I pumped my digit in and out of her, loving the velvety heat engulfing it.

I shoved a second digit into her. I could feel my clit-dick through her flesh. I pressed into my shaft, massaging it as she bounced on my shaft. Her tits heaved as she leaned back on me, hands hooked behind my neck.

“Becky!” she squealed. “Oh, yes, yes, yes, Becky!”

I groaned and throbbed. My dick twitched inside of her pussy. She engulfed me in her passion. I whimpered. A wave of bliss rippled through me. My dick spurted. My cum fired into her. Hot jizz splashed over and over into the depths of her snatch.

Her pussy clenched then spasmed around my dick as she joined me in climatic ecstasy. It was such a wonderful thing to experience. My eyes squeezed shut as the rapture crashed through my body. My head tossed from side to side. Such bliss burned through my body.

I drowned in it.

“Yes!” I groaned as her pussy milked my jizz from my snatch. “Mmm, I really, really love these talking head segments.”

“They’re the best,” Shanelle panted, her body twitching on me. “You’re really changing the world, you know that, Becky? Just making it so different.” She groaned. “What will happen when your horde of futa-daughters hit eighteen?”

“No idea,” I said. “Maybe they’ll flood the world with more futas, or maybe they’ll be more like guys.”

“Mmm, it’s going to be interesting. Just eight or so more years until your firstborns are adults.”

I blinked. Where did the time go?

“Well,” Shanelle said, lifting her pussy off my girl-dick, “I have to hit the editing bay. This was good stuff. You enjoy your afternoon. Don’t forget, we’re all attending the premier of the new X-Men movie tonight. It’s kicking off a new franchise.”

“Didn’t they just reboot that two years ago?” I asked.

“Three,” she said, shrugging. “But I’ll be great. You’re going to breed the girl playing Jubilee and the girl playing Storm. So that’ll be a great segment of the show.”

I sighed. “I thought I was just spending time with the four girls here.”

“They’ll be there, too,” she said. “This is a great bit of cross-promotion. Got to keep the corporate masters happy since the Mouse owns us and Marvel.”

I blinked. “Oh, I didn’t realize that. What don’t they own?”

“Paramount, so no Star Trek,” she said and shrugged, my cum dripping down her thighs as one of the male crew (Shanelle was the only female member on the crew for obvious reasons) handed her a towel. She mopped up the jizz.

I drifted out of the interview room and through the house. It was quiet, no argument between Essence or Mollie. Or between Essence and Vicky. Or even between Vicky and Mollie. At least Rosalía stayed out of that.

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August 21st, 2028

I sighed when I saw someone had eaten my salad. I just wanted to savor it after the long night. Yes, it was fun breeding two movie stars as part of the promo for the newest superhero film, even if I meant I had to sit through said superhero film. The paparazzi were out in force. I had to pose so many times in my sparkly dress, talking about who made it and blah, blah, blah.

I’d much rather just sit on the couch and eat a salad. I always needed to recharge after those sort of media circus events.

I closed the refrigerator door, my stomach growling. “Essence.” I became so aware of the cameraman behind me after I made that sigh. I glanced at them. “It was her, wasn’t it?”

The sound guy, following along behind with earphones on, just shrugged.

“Why did I fuck her this morning?” I groaned. “Because I was horny. I’m always horny in the morning.”

The sound guy and the camera guy both grinned at me.

I gave them a naughty smile and groaned, “Pervs.”

“Becky, could you join me in the living room,” Shanelle called. “Got something to show you. Want to know your opinion.”

I sighed. That meant Shanelle was trying to create some sort of drama. But if it showed Essence eating my marked salad, well, I would kick that skank prima donna’s ass so hard she would still have my footprint stamped into her butt next year.

I strolled into the living room, my kimono robe—yes, I got it in Japan and, yes, it had an oriental dragon on it—open. My tits were almost spilling out, my dick chubbing up half-hard at the sight of Shanelle in a pair of tight booty shorts that hugged her cute rump.

“What?” I asked.

“Well, we recorded this naughty romp this morning,” she said, tapping her phone.

A video played on the TV. There I was in crystal clear, 8K ultra high definition brilliance. You could even see mole on my rump as my ass flexed, driving my cock in and out of Essence pussy while she was bent over the tub in the bathroom. Her blonde hair and big, fake titties swung back and forth as I plowed her. Her butt-cheeks rippled every time I buried into her juicy snatch.

“Yes, yes, yes, cum in me!” moaned Essence, her face hidden by the curtain of her sun-bleached hair. “Just spill that jizz into me!”

“Trying to get me hard?” I asked Shanelle, my dick reaching its full girth, my nipples tingling against the silk of my kimono robe. “Because it is working. Mmm, look at those tan boobies sway. Essence might be a prima donna, but that body…”

“So you don’t know what she did after you flooded her cunt with your jizz?” Shanelle asked.

I shook my head. “No. I went back to bed with a smile on my face. I’m sure your cameras caught that.”

“Well, this is what she did.” Shanelle tapped her phone again. A new video played.

Essence had Rosalía kneeling before her. The blonde stood facing the cameras, her fake tits round and plump. Rosalía had her hands behind her back like they were… restrained. They were cuffed together, the Hispanic woman squirming and moaning as she devoured Essence’s pussy.

“That’s it,you nasty slut!” groaned Essence. “Mmm, yes, yes, I got Becky to fuck me just so I could enjoy the look in your eyes as you ate me out. You’re just so disgusting. Such a slut for that futa and her cum you’d do anything to taste it. Even eat my pussy. Ooh, yes, yes, get that tongue in me, you filthy cunt! You are so disgusting.”

My brow furrowed.

“Just a piece of shit!” groaned Essence. “Ooh, yes, yes, that’s good.”

“Look at that little slut eating your taco,” Mollie said from off-scream. “Mmm, guess she was missing a taste of home, right? Make that little Hispanic slut eat your pussy. Then I’m next. I want that cunt-lapper’s tongue buried deep into me.”

“Why didn’t Rosalía say anything?” I groaned. “She’s just so passive, right? She just went along with it. Let them say those mean things to her.”

“You say things like that to women,” Shanelle said. “You’ve called me a slut and a whore.”

“Not to humiliate you,” I said, glancing at her. “Right? It’s hot when I do it. It doesn’t make you cringe. Look at Rosalía shudder. They’re picking on her.”

“She agreed to it,” Shanelle said. “If it wasn’t consensual, we would have stopped it, but…”

“Yes, yes, yes, you little taco-muncher!” hissed Essence. “Work that tongue into me. Ooh, nothing like enjoying a brown slut’s tongue working into my pussy. Gonna cum so hard! Gonna drown you in my cream!”

I marched out of the living room, seething.

The cameras followed.

I know I had seen rope in the garage. I was positive I had. A thin, silky smooth sort of rope. I didn’t know what it was used for, but I was angry and hard. My girl-dick bounced before me, my tits swaying beneath my open robe, nipples popping out before vanishing beneath the silk again. I entered the garage, the scent of motor oil lingering.

I found it, hanging on the wall. I grabbed it.

“Capture it all,” I heard Shanelle hiss as I walked back into the kitchen. “This is going to be great! We picked the right group of girls.”

That almost stopped me. Almost. But I was just so pissed off at Essence I didn’t care how I was being manipulated by that cunt Shanelle. I just marched back into the living room. There was a bar along one side. And it had a button. You pressed it, and everyone in the house was supposed to come running.

I pressed it.

Rosalía scurried in first. The Hispanic girl wore a sleeveless, tube dress that hung so low on her tits that it barely covered the nipples of her large breast, her darker brown areolas peeking out along the top. She gave me a shy smile before sitting down at the bar, her lush boobies jiggling.

Vicky sauntered in next, a big grin on her face. She had her tablet with her and she was already tapping it to load her presentation. I didn’t need to see it again. I didn’t care about her plan to market vanity canine capes. It was such a dumb idea.

Mollie came in next, a sweet smile on her face framed by curly, black hair. She was naked, her round breasts bobbing before her. She had fat nipples, thrusting hard from her chest. She scampered right up to me.

“Hey, Becky! Good morning!”

“It’s afternoon,” I pointed out.

“Is it?” she gave a girlish giggle that made her boobs shake. “Where does the time go?”

“Oh, you know, eating tacos can make it go fast.”

Her smile slipped just an inch.

Then the prima donna herself strode in on her stiletto hills. Her large, fake tits bounced, as golden-tan as the rest of her body. She had sliver necklaces that fell across her cleavage, the only thing she wore. Her pussy looked as freshly waxed as it did this morning when I found her bent over and filling the bathtub when I stumbled into the restroom.

Bitch was waiting for me just so she could make Rosalía lick her clean.

“What is going on?” she asked. “I was just about to go sunbathe. Need to maintain my tan for Becky. I know how much you love it.”

“So much,” I said, playing with the rope in my hand. “I thought of something that will be so hot for everyone at home to watch.”

“Oh?” asked Essence. “Hot? As in ratings hot? Mmm, I like that.”

Did this stuck-up bitch really think this show would launch her into stardom? “I just need you and Mollie to let me tie you up. I learned a little bit about Shibari while I was in Japan. You’ll look so hot bent over the bar with your hands bound behind your back.”

Essence arched an eyebrow.

“That sounds like fun,” Mollie said. “I’m game. It’ll be sexy. We’ll be all nice and helpless, getting fuck by your wonderful cock, Becky.” The black-hair, sweet-faced girl grabbed my futa-cock and stroked it. I shuddered at her touch. “Mmm, yes, yes, I love this idea. Just love it.”

“You want to tie me up?” Essence asked.

“Uh-huh,” I said as Mollie’s hand slid up and down my girl-dick. “Doesn’t that just sound so fun? Mmm, think of all the naughty things we can do if you’re all tied up.”

Essence’s brow furrowed. She licked her lips. “Maybe that’s more Rosalía’s game. Right?”

“I wouldn’t mind being tied up,” whispered Rosalía, shivering as one of the cameras filmed her. “I… I could even get naked… If you’d like, Becky.”

“See, Rosalía wants you to tie her up,” Essence purred, giving me such a big grin. “Do her.”

“But I’d rather do you,” I said. I arched my eyebrows at her. “Just imagine all the naughty things I’ll do to you when you’re tied up. Doesn’t that sound… intriguing?”

“Yes,” Mollie breathed. The sweet-faced bitch was already bent over the low counter of the bar, her rump pointed right at me, her shaved pussy framed between her sleek thighs. She thrust her arms behind her back. “I want that. Come on, Essence, this is going to be hot. Going to make us famous. People love bondage these days.”

Essence shifted. “Really?”

“Once I tie you up, every woman in America will want to be in your place,” I said, so aware of the cameraman filming us.

Essence shuddered, her big, fake titties swaying before me. She nodded her head, her eyes gleaming with delight. “Fine. I’ll do it.”

“Don’t sound like such a martyr,” Vikki said as she fingered her shaved cunt, her labia thick and long. “There has to be a way to market this, Becky. Your own brand of bondage rope, maybe? Ooh, I know a supplier.” Her chocolate-brown fingers danced along her juicy pussy lips while her dyed-red hair swayed about her face.

The bi-racial girl had sweet features, but why did she have to spend so much time talking about her business plan?

“Later,” I said as Essence joined Mollie at the bar. The blonde bent over her, perfect, tanned rump aimed right at me. Like Mollie, Essence had a shaved pussy peeking between her thighs, just a hint of her inner labia thrusting out past her out vulva.

I bet she had a labiaplasty, trimming back her pussy lips to give her a tighter, younger looking cunt.

My anger swelled for fake bitch as I advanced on her, rope sliding between closed hands. I loved the feel of it, excited to do this. I reached Essence, pressing my futa-cock into her rump while I made my first knot about her wrist. I learned a lot of interesting things while hitchhiking, like how to tie up a baby calf on a ranch. My hand moved fast, wrapping her wrists together and pulling the rope taut so that she couldn’t escape. Then I dragged the excess to Mollie lying beside her.

In moments, they were both trussed up, their asses thrusting right at us, two delicious rumps. Pussy juices ran down both of their thighs. My girl-dick throbbed as I stared at them. I licked my lips, the cameramen moving in to capture the sight. Shanelle lurked in the background.

I could feel her quivering with excitement.

“Ooh, what are you going to do to us now?” Essence asked, wiggling her ass at me.

I had more rope.

I knelt down and looped the rope about her left ankle and Mollie’s right, pulling tight, bringing their feet together and tying both girls legs in place. I shivered as I yanked the knot tight. I stared up at them, two shaved pussies begging to be licked.

But I wasn’t about to do that.

“Rosalía,” I said, beckoning with my fingers to the quiet, Hispanic girl. “Come here and take off that dress. We’re going to play with them.”

“Ooh, yes, get that taco-munching slut licking my twat,” groaned Mollie. “I know how much she loves pussy!”

“A little taste of home, right?” I asked, my words icy.

Mollie’s butt-clenched. Her wrists tugged at the rope. Then she looked at me, brow furrowed. I gave her a sweet smile, my futa-dick pulsing and throbbing in anticipation of the fun to come.

Rosalía took off her dress, exposing those nut-brown tits. She had such a lovely shade of skin and her rich, brown hair fell in luxurious curls around her face. She was short, but stacked, her breasts so bountiful, her hips curving out into lush thighs. She had a rump that made me drool. It was an ass made to be fucked so you could watch her cheeks jiggle.

She padded to me and took my hand. She stared down, an almost timid shiver running through her. I pulled her closer to me. She swallowed, her sweetness only making this more exciting for me. We were going to make them pay.

“Which one would you like to spank?” I asked. “Essence or Mollie? I saw that tape. You don’t have to eat their pussies if you don’t want to. And you certainly don’t have to let them demean you.”

Rosalía’s head lifted to my eyes.

“What?” Essence hissed. “Spank us?”

“You didn’t say anything about spanking!” Mollie gasped. “You said you were going to fuck us.”

“No, I said do naughty things to you,” I said, a big smile crossing my lips. “And this is such a naughty thing, isn’t it?” I cupped Rosalía’s face and stared into her doe-soft eyes. “Which one would you like to spank?”

“Ooh, bitch, if you think of laying even one finger on me, I’ll kick your bean-eating ass all across the room!” Essence snarled. “You’re only good for eating my taco, you wetback bitch.”

Wetback bitch? We were a quarter of the way into the twenty-first century, and Essence thought she could be a bigot and not have her life ruined?

“Well, Rosalía?” I asked her. “She won’t do nothing to you. Not when me around.” I moved closer, my futa-dick nudging into her silky-satin stomach, my precum smearing against her flesh as my cock slid up her. “Which one?”

“Essence,” she said.

“Because you’re not a wetback bitch, are you?”

She shook her head.

“Say it,” I ordered.

“I’m not…” She drew in a deep breath, her large tits just grazing mine for a moment. “I’m not a wetback bitch!”

“Now teach her a lesson!”

“Teach me a lesson?” shrieked Essence. “Ooh, I’m going to—”

“There,” Vikki said, shoving a pair of panties into Essence’s mouth. I had no idea where Vikki got them. Probably fell on the floor, discarded and forgotten. “Enough of listening to her bitchy mouth. I’ll just watch you two… have fun.”

“Oh, fuck,” Mollie groaned as I advanced on her rump while Rosalía took Essence’s tanned rear. “I’m sorry, Becky. I thought Rosalía was into it and—”

SMACK!

Mollie bucked, her bound wrists swaying behind her. A bright, red handprint blossomed about her ass. It was such a delicious sight to witness. It made me so excited. My pussy grew hotter and hotter.

“Don’t lie. You always are saying such bad things about everyone behind their backs,” I said. “You deserve to be spanked just for that.”

SMACK!

I landed my next one on her other butt-cheek. Her spine arched while my girl-dick throbbed. I had never spanked a girl beyond giving someone a playful swat while fucking them. My palm drank in the stinging delight of discipline.

I glanced at Rosalía. She trembled behind Essence. The blonde-bitch squirmed, spitting fury into her panty gag. She squirmed, her bonds rustling. Rosalía glanced at me, her brown face some how looking pale.

“You can do it,” I said, drawing back my hand.

SMACK!

Mollie’s rump jiggled. “Just spank Essence, Rosalía. Punish that cunt for what she said about you.”

“Punish her,” Vikki moaned, her fingers plunging into her pussy as she leaned against the wall on the other side of the bar.

slap…

The timid spanking hardly rippled Essence’s rump. I doubt the struggling bitch even felt it. I shook my head at Rosalía. I stared at her hard, my eyes boring into her. She shuddered as I drew back my hand.

She lifted hers.

I nodded my head at her.

SMACK! SLAP!

The double sounds of our spankings echoed through the kitchen. I let out a groan of delight, my futa-dick throbbing, pussy juices dribbling down my thighs. The sound was such a wonderful thing to make.

Rosalía smiled at me as she raised her hand while Mollie groaned and Essence squealed into her panties. Together, Rosalía and I brought our hands down on the two naughty sluts’ asses, spanking them hard.

SMACK! SLAP!

SMACK! SLAP!

SMACK! SLAP!

“That’s it!” I groaned, pussy juices running down my thighs

“Yes!” Rosalía moaned, her heavy tits swaying, her nipples thrusting hard atop them, her own thighs glistening with her passion. “I’m not a wetback bitch!” she hissed.

SMACK! SLAP!

“That’s right,” I said, loving how she looked, the way her tits bounced and heaved. They crashed together, rippling as she put her all into disciplining Essence. My own spankings faltered as I became enamored with Rosalía’s passion.

SLAP!

My pussy clenched.

SLAP!

My dick throbbed.

“Spank them both!” I moaned, taking a step back. “They were both mean to you!”

“Yes!” Rosalía moaned.

“This is so hot!” Vikki gasped, her round, chocolate-brown tits heaving as she fingered her cunt, her eyes smoldering. “Just spank both those bitches.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned as Rosalía shifted into place to bring her hands down on them both.

As Rosalía lifted her hands, my eyes flicked down to that cute rump of hers. I fell to my knees behind her. I pried about her butt-cheeks. I felt so naughty. I buried my face between her butt-cheeks. I licked and rimmed her asshole.

SLAP! SLAP!

“I’m so sorry, Rosalía!” gasped Mollie. “I was such a cunt to you! I just got carried away.”

SLAP! SLAP!

“I’m not as disgusting as Essence!” Mollie whimpered.

SLAP! SLAP!

I savored those sounds as my tongue danced about Rosalía’s asshole. I savored her sour musk. Her butt-cheeks clenched every time she smacked her hands down to spank those two naughty whores. It made me shudder. My tongue pressed against her anal ring, pushing on it.

I penetrated into her velvety depths. I probed my tongue into her, swirling around, loving the texture of her. She squirmed and groaned. Her passion echoed through the room. It resounded, echoing back and forth.

SLAP! SLAP!

“Oh, Becky, yes!” she moaned. “Your tongue… your tongue is so deep into my asshole!”

SLAP! SLAP!

“Uh-huh!” I moaned, ignoring the throbbing ache in my girl-dick. Every time her hands cracked down on their rumps, it only swelled my own lust to ravish her. But I didn’t what to just fuck her. I wanted her to beg for it.

SLAP! SLAP!

“Oh, my god,” Mollie groaned. “Spank my cunt! Spank my naughty cunt! I was such a naughty girl.”

“Yes, yes, yes, spank her cunt!” groaned Vikki. “Holy shit, this is so hot.”

I felt the shift in Rosalía’s stance. Her hands drew back low. I shuddered as I heard her hands streak forward. Two wet, loud smacks echoed through the kitchen. Mollie screamed in rapture. Essence moaned into her gag.

“They’re cumming, Becky!” gasped Rosalía. “They’re… they’re such filthy sluts they’re cumming from being spanked.”

“Uh-huh!” I groaned and then wiggled my tongue so deep into her bowels, fluttering through her sour musk, just giving her pleasure.

“Oh, Becky, that so nice!” she moaned. “Ooh, it made me so wet to spank them… And them… Your tongue is licking my asshole. No one ever done that. It’s such a dirty place.”

“Nothing’s dirty about you,” I panted. I licked at her asshole again. “I could eat your ass as much as your pussy.”

“Becky!” she moaned, a sound of such need. I could tell what she wanted. She wanted my dick in her.

I couldn’t wait any longer, listening to her administering justice on those two skanks sent me on fire. I rose, my futa-cock coming up to smack Rosalía’s shaved pussy. That wet sound echoed through the room. She whimpered, her thighs clamping around my shaft, pinning me to her cunt. She ground on it, humping her hips and rubbing that silky twat on my dick.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Mmm, just bend down between them. We have one last part of their punishment to deliver.”

“Ooh, what?” Mollie asked, sounding so eager for more. “That was such an amazing cum, Rosalía. I should let you spank me whenever you want. Mmm, doesn’t that sound hot?”

“I guess,” Rosalía did, obeying me. She bent over the bar between them, her thighs still holding my dick tight against her pussy. “Now what, Becky?”

“I’m going to fuck your asshole so hard, Rosalía.” I said, drawing back my hips, my dick sliding between her satin thighs. “I’m going to make sure you cum on my futa-cock. You’re going to scream your head off.”

“Really?” she asked.

“Really,” I said. “And you know what the best part is?” I asked her as I brought my cock up between her butt-cheeks.

“What?” she asked as my dick nuzzled against her sphincter.

I pressed against her puckered opening, pushing on it, making her groan. Pleasure surged up my dick as I said, “They are never going to fuck my dick again. This is as close as they’ll get, tied up on either side of you while I fuck you hard.”

“What?” Mollie gasped.

Essence screamed into her gag, her face a mask of fury as she glared at me.

“You got bred,” I said. “That’s all you’re going to get. Teach you to be such bitches!”

“Yes!” Rosalía squealed.

Then she gasped as I rammed my futa-dick into her bowels.

It was amazing to sink into her hot, tight flesh. Such pleasure surged through me as I went deeper and deeper into her bowels. Her velvety bowels gripped my dick as I penetrated her asshole. Her sheath clenched down on me. I groaned, my back arching, my tits swaying before me.

She let out such a throaty moan of pleasure. A big smile crossed her lips. Vikki whimpered, still fingering herself as she watched. She switched which hand plunged digits into her cunt, bringing her cream-drenched digits to her mouth to suck on them. I loved an audience.

The cameras behind me captured everything.

“Becky!” squealed Rosalía as I drew back my futa-dick. “Oh, yes, yes, yes! That’s so good! I love it when you fuck my asshole.”

“But… so do I,” Mollie gasped, her body squirming. “I was promised two months of being fucked by you. That’s why I’m here.”

“I don’t have to fuck you,” I groaned, thrusting back into Rosalía’s bowels, the velvety friction rippling down my shaft. “I just have to live with you! Remember what the show is called!”

“No!” Mollie howled.

“Yes!” groaned Rosalía, her bowels clenching down on my dick.

“Mmm, yes, yes, yes!” Vikki gasped, her body shuddering, her orgasm sweeping through her. “Fuck her ass! Make her cum hard, Becky! She deserves it!”

“Sucking up?” I asked as I pumped away at Rosalía’s asshole.

Vikki just gave me a naughty grin and then sucked on her fingers coated in her pussy, her tits heaving before her. I stared at her, loving the sight of her sexy body shivering while I plundered Rosalía’s asshole. Beside me, Mollie groaned and Essence snarled into her panty gag, wrist pulling at the bindings.

I felt like a million bucks. My girl-dick drank in the velvety friction of pumping away at Rosalía’s asshole. Her bowels squeezed and relaxed on me. She gasped and moaned, bucking back into my thrusts.

I savored the sight of my crotch smacking into her rump every time I buried into her. Her brown butt-cheeks rippled and jiggled. I groaned, entranced by the sight. My tits heaved and danced as I plowed faster and faster into her bowels.

Pleasure spilled through my pussy. It danced around my ovaries. They grew tighter as my cum came closer and closer to a boil. It spurred me to keep thrusting, to build up to that explosive release and flood her bowels with all my yummy cum.

“Becky!” she groaned, her bowels clenching down tight about me. “Oh, Becky, I need it!”

“What?” I groaned, thrusting so hard into her. “What do you need!”

“Your futa-cum! Please, please, spurt it into me! Flood my bowels with all that yummy cum! Ooh, yes! Please, Becky, don’t be cruel to me!”

“Mmm, such a naughty slut!” I groaned, leaning over her, her bowels writhing about my futa-cock, milking me, wanting me to erupt into her.

“I am!” she whimpered. “I love being your slut!”

I could feel the joy in her voice. She wasn’t being humiliated by me. She was drinking it in, letting it fuel her passion. Her bowels grew hotter and hotter about my dick. She clenched down so tight about me. I groaned, burying to the hilt into her.

My cum spurted into her depths. Hot jizz erupted. It splattered her bowels. I groaned, swaying from side to side as the rapture screamed through my mind. It was incredible. Such a wonderful delight to experience.

A wonderful joy to embrace.

Her bowels convulsed and spasmed about me. My eyes grew so wide as she sucked at me. Her flesh rippled about me, wanting to drink in my jizz. I shuddered, burying into her, the pressure building at the tip of my dick. I drew back through her writhing flesh.

“Please, please, Becky!” she moaned, her Hispanic accent growing thicker. “Just spurt all your jizz into me!”

“Yes!” I groaned and slammed back into her. I buried into her depths. My futa-dick unloaded. My cum fired into her. Blast after blast of jizz erupted from my futa-dick. It spilled out of me. “Take it!”

“So hot!” she squealed.

“I bet!” groaned Mollie in such envy.

Essence bucked and screamed into her panties.

I savored this moment, Rosalía’s asshole milking my cock. Juices spilled down my thighs. Dual ecstasies surged into my mind. They swirled and danced through them. My breasts heaved before me as I cried out for the cameras to record.

“Ooh, that is so hot,” Vikki moaned, walking around the counter. “This gives me such an idea for a business we can enjoy.”

I shook my head. “Not now,” I groaned as I spurted the last blast of rapture into her. “I’m having a moment.”

“Mmm, we are,” Rosalía groaned. “You filled my asshole with so much cum.”

“Well, if now’s not the time to talk,” Vikki said. “Why don’t the three of us retire upstairs and leave these naughty sluts to think about what naughty bitches they’ve been.” The Black woman licked her lips. “I’ll even suck your cock clean of Rosalía’s asshole.

How could I resist?

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April 17th, 2047

“It all fell apart after that,” I said, shaking my head. “Essence and Mollie became so shrill, whining and complaining about how they weren’t getting my dick.” I let out a groan of frustration. “I couldn’t take it. I wasn’t about to ever fuck either of them again, not after what they did.”

“So that’s why the show only went three episodes?” asked Adelia. “I know the show tried to portray the spanking as the finale, showing you disciplining two naughty women and how you were so happy with Rosalía.”

“I wished I could have been happy with Rosalía, but she had no backbone.” I shook my head. “She just did whatever I wanted. Never offered any ideas. She just accepted my desires, and I didn’t want that. I wanted a woman who would tell me what she wanted. To just march up to me and say, ‘I’m horny, Becky, and you haven’t made me cum in a while. I need it right now.’”

“I take it your wife Sharron does it.”

“Sometimes I get… distracted. She needs to be assertive to make sure she gets her share of my cock.” I shrugged. “I think the world knows how I can be around pussy I’ve never bred before.”

Adelia laughed.

“So I took a big penalty hit from the contract for leaving the show early,” I said. “I had to pay a lot of money. Well, my accountant did. I never paid attention to the money. But I did decide I was done with the entertainment industry for a while.”

“I remember that,” Adelia said. “Our first interview was right after this.”

I grinned at her. “Mmm, we started that one off with you being bred by me before we got down to the questions,” I said, stroking her thigh. “Now you were an interviewer that knew what you wanted.”

She gave me a saucy grin as I played with her knee. “So, you didn’t do entertainment for seven or eight years, yes?”

“When I agreed to star in my own porno about my life,” I said. “I wasn’t the first futanari to do porn, that went to my daughter, Georgina. I’m afraid, I couldn’t remember who her mother was, or if I ever had met her.” A tinge of guilt washed through me, but my daughters numbered in the tens of thousands, and my granddaughters… “She must have been one of the girls I bred at my college in those first few days of being a futanari because she must have jumped into porn the moment she turned eighteen back in 2036.”

“Yes, Georgina was named First Futa Playmate of the Year,” Adelia nodded. “Did you watch any of her movies. She made hundreds of them those first few years?”

I shook my head, blanching. “My own daughter? Even though I didn’t know her, it felt weird. But… It did make me think of doing it myself, so when Adam and Eve Films came around not long after her debut, well, I agreed to do it. To star in a naughty film about my own life.

“I was ready to be a porn star!”

To be continued…

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Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.

Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. I thought I’d try a different look, but you guys didn’t seem to like it, so I’m going back to the old way. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Twenty-One By: Rass Senip

+++ Chapter VI: 9th Grade, Summer 1986 – Summer Camp Campers Part 2 – The Girl’s Showers (mc, mf, ff)

By Tuesday, I was sick of not having a girl of my own. After that Saturday afternoon, Scooter, Paul, and Gina were constantly disappearing to have three way sex. I was still a little sore from that experience and I simply didn’t have any interest in joining them. The others were taking things slow. This was fine with me, but nobody was interested in doing anything but doing things with the girls. Joey even turned down the chance to check out the girl’s while they showered to be with Tracy for a half hour longer. On Wednesday, we awoke to the sounds of thunder and rain. All outdoor activities were canceled during thunderstorms, and by lunch time, the sour weather had soured everyone’s moods. When Mick and Jen had an argument, the girls took Jen’s side, and the guys took Mick’s. I realized that all the time they had been spending together had finally made them sick of each other. I knew this would only be temporary, so I jumped at the chance to have my fun while they were disgruntled enough to listen.

We left the girls and went to our cabin, finding the cabin to feel cooler than the extremely muggy outdoor air. I basked in the silence as I planned my move, then after everyone had settled in, I began. “Hey Jerry. How about a look at those magazines you brought with you.” “Huh? How did you.. Oh. Oh yeah. Okay. There isn’t anything else to do.” I had refused to link up with anyone the past two nights, so everyone was pretty horny. Joey offered to share his lower bunk with me, and I accepted. I wasn’t surprised at all when Joey’s hand went down my pants and started to get me worked up. But I stopped his efforts and said, “Sorry, bud. I’m not in the mood for a jerk off.” I let twenty minutes go by before making my next move, knowing everyone would be good and ready after the second exchanging of magazines. “I don’t suppose anyone would be interested in checking out the shower scene later. I believe the girls will be taking a shower in about thirty minutes having nothing else to do.”

I was satisfied by the positive response, and made the critical move. “Okay, here is the deal. Today we have a peep show with the girls, and tomorrow you guys will let me surprise you with a more hands on kind of show. Then I’ll let you go back to your girlfriends if you want too. But you have to promise you will give me your full attention tomorrow.” Joey knew better that to go into it blindly, so I flashed him a mental picture of what I had in mind. The rest agreed once Joey did, and in fifteen minutes we were on our way to the girl’s showers. The warm muggy air made wearing a shirt a bad idea since it would be soaked within minutes even without the rain. And the rain had turned the paths to mud, making shoes an even worse idea. Therefore, the six of us only wore our shorts, and I suspected several had not worn any underwear. I know I hadn’t.

Joey went with me to find one of the counselors while the others borrowed six chairs and waited my return to enter the showers. I had spent the earlier part of the week planting commands in the girls that would be triggered by an announcement by Big Tim. Once I was handed the PA, I simply read off the weather forecast which predicated rain for the rest of the day. Tomorrow would be sunny, hot, and very humid, and I was probably the only one pleased to know that. I said my trigger word three times, and knew it had worked when the first group of girls headed for their cabins. Joey and I raced to the showers, Joey winning by a mile after I had slipped and managed to cover myself with mud from head to toe. As I joined up with the others, I grinned at Joey and said, “Does this remind you of anything?” “Hey, yeah. The nude mud wrestling. Are you thinking about doing it later?” “I wasn’t planning on it, but maybe.”

I let Joey explain to the rest what we were talking about while I showered the mud off. I didn’t bother to put my shorts back on. None of the girls would notice anything was out of place even if we brought in a herd of camels. As the first set of girls walked in, I said, “The rules are simple. No touching. You can get as close as you want, and after their shower, I’ll line them up and have them pose for us. Girls, you may begin.” All the girls began their undressing, making the guys shorts tent. They were all content to stay seated and watch the girls as they started their regular shower routine. I scanned the girls to find that most of them were pure of heart and had not had much sexual experience. Only two of the twelve had done anything more than kissy feely stuff, and only one had lost their virginity. Disappointed, I let all the girls go after they posed like centerfold models.

Gina was in the next group, which made several of the guys glance at me and Paul. All I said was, “In for a penny, in for a pound.” I had better luck with these girls. My scan found two of the girls enjoyed giving blow jobs to their boyfriends, and a third who liked girls. Amy, one of the two blow girls, had captured Jerry’s interest. The brunette had a nice body, decent tits, and had just lost her virginity a month ago to her long time boyfriend. I got up out of my chair and walked over to Jerry’s, my hard on sticking straight out, catching each guy’s attention as I walked in front of them. I held out my hand to Jerry, and after a moment’s confusion, Jerry took my hand and stood up. I stuck my finger into the elastic of his shorts and pulled them down, making his boner pop up almost hitting me in the face. Jerry blushed, and his boner started to deflate, but then I led him up to Amy.

“Jerry, this is Amy. Remember that blow job I promised? Well, she’s gonna do it if you’re okay with it.” His boner had snapped back to attention, and his breath had quickened a bit. “Uhm, I don’t know. I mean, she’s great and all, but… I wouldn’t want her to, er, do it if she didn’t want to.” “Amy, this is Jerry, your new boyfriend for an hour. He is the most sexiest man alive. He’s a bit nervous about you giving him a blow job.” Amy pressed her wet soapy body up to Jerry’s and wrapped her arms behind his neck. I couldn’t help gasping myself as Amy licked his lips and said, “Baby, give me some cream.” She slid her sudsy chest down his, leaving a trail of soap behind. Jerry shuttered as his dick traveled between the valley between her breasts.

When Amy’s face reached his crotch, she took her hand and spread the soap all ready deposited on his prick, cleaning it while giving him a short hand job. Amy guided him by the dick into the shower water, rinsing the soap off both of them. Jerry jumped when her hot mouth closed over his hard meat, then relaxed as Amy began to work his organ over. When he closed his eyes, I walked over to Joey who was now standing naked checking out another girl. “I thought you said no touching?” Joey said eyeing the squirming Jerry. “Sorry. I promised him a blow job the first day we were here. Amy was willing. I don’t want to make any of the girls do anything they haven’t enjoyed doing before. I’m checking each girl out as they shower. Everyone will get a blow job. I’m just…”

“He touched me,” a girl said suddenly. “Okay, all you girls but Amy stand over against the wall,” I said. “Who screwed up?” “Sorry,” Mick said. “I wasn’t thinking and I..” “Take off your shorts and underwear and sit down. Don’t worry. You’ll like this punishment.” Once he sat down, I said, “Your hands and feet are now tied together, and you can not get out of your chair. Guards, do your worst to the prisoner.” Five of the girls stepped up to Mick and started to touch and swirl their hands over Mick’s body, but never touching his crotch. They teased him by brushing their nipples against his cheeks, but never allowed his tongue or lips to touch them. I inserted a block to prevent Mick from cumming before his punishment was over.

After a few minutes of this kind of torture, Mick was gasping, stretching against his imaginary bonds, trying desperately to touch their skin with his lips and tongue. When one of the girls began using her tongue on his neck, he simply went limp and closed his eyes. A pair of lips began kissing his stomach, while third girl ran her hands up and down his thighs, each time getting closer and closer to his crotch. The other guys were watching this intense action, and I nearly missed Jerry’s orgasm. Amy didn’t take it in her mouth but used her hand while he shot his load across the shower room. When his orgasm ended, he staggered and almost fell down backwards, but managed to regain his balance with Amy’s help. Then Amy re-engulfed his deflating dick and began slurping like mad. Jerry staggered once more, then slowly sank down to a sitting position. Having successfully restored his hardon, Amy slowed her efforts, then removed her mouth and worked her hand slowly over it.

Another loud moan from Mick drew my attention to him again, and I was shocked to find one of the girls had begun to jerk him off. “Hey!” I said as I stepped forward and took hold of the girl’s arm. “The rules were no touching of the prisoner’s crotch. Why did you do that?” She let go and said, “Sorry. I just wanted to, that’s all.” I poked around her head a minute and found something I had missed before. Rita had lived a fairly sheltered life. She lived with her mother and went to an all girl’s school. One of her friends showed her a XXX video that triggered Rita’s sexual interests big time. She had never spent that much time with guys until this camp, and with everyone running around half naked most of the time, Rita had started to loose control.

“Rita, since you broke the rules, you are no longer a guard. Guards, release the prisoner and join the others along the wall.” The four remaining girls stopped their efforts and untied Mick’s imaginary bonds. Mick’s right hand immediately started stroking his cock, trying to get past my block. Rita’s mind was constantly processing the new information it was gathering about males. I watched her thoughts as her lust pushed her imagination into visualizing the taste, feel, and other senses of several sexual acts. I formed the opinion that Rita would most likely turn out to be a nymphomaniac if her sex drive wasn’t turned down. Before I could act on this new information, the next set of girls arrived. “Rita and Amy stay. The rest get dressed and go. Mick, stop doing that. You’re gonna hurt yourself.” I motioned Jerry to move back to his chair, and told the third group to begin. Amy had followed Jerry to his seat and was sitting on his lap.

I led Rita over to Mick and said, “Mick, I’m gonna wake Rita up in a minute, but before I do, I want to know if you would like to go all the way with her if she is willing.” Joey said, “Hey, isn’t that against your rules? You always said you wouldn’t make a girl do it the first time.” “Her head is filled with thoughts of sex, but she has never actually been close enough to a guy before to do it. She’s a virgin, but I don’t think she would have gone home one even if I hadn’t have shown up. I’m not going to do anything but make sure she doesn’t freak out when I wake her. It will be up to Rita. I just wanted to give Mick the chance to loose his virginity on another virgin. What do you say, Mick?” Mick sat there staring at Rita, his hand still holding his semi hard dick. Several times it had gotten harder, but then deflated again.

When he blinked his eyes, he said, “Nah. I think I’ll wait.” “Wait for what?” Paul said in a mocking tone. “I don’t know… The right girl I guess.” Before Paul could comment I said, “That’s what Joey and I did.” “Yeah, so shut up Paul,” Joey said. “Shit. What’s the big deal? Pussy is pussy,” Paul muttered. “Who cares what’s attached to it.” Joey thought to me, “He needs to be taught a lesson.” I replied, “Yeah, I know. But how?” Scooter answered that question for me. “Paul, you never loved any of those girls, did you. Shit, I wish I had waited,” Scooter said. “There’s your answer,” Joey said out loud. “Yeah. And Rita is perfect for the task.” “What are you guys talking about?” Scooter asked. I ignored him and took Rita over to the far corner where no one could hear. I brought her out of her daze and explained the plan. She was more than willing. Rita at that point would have done anything with me standing in front of her nude like that. Just as I was about to turn around, there was a “He touched me.”

I whipped around, just in time to see Paul squeeze a tit which caused the owner to say, “He’s touching me again!” “Paul, stop,” I said calmly. He not only ignored my instruction, he grabbed started fondling the girl all over. “Last warning, Paul.” “I tired of this no touch shit,” he said before taking a nipple into his mouth. The girl he was molesting was being to cooperate with his stimulation. “Rita, you know what to do?” “I think so,” Rita replied. “Go get him then.” Rita walked up behind Paul just as he started to move him and his now willing victim down to the floor. Rita reached out and placed her hand on the back of his left shoulder, moving it up his neck and cheek. The moment she had made skin contact, I flooded him with feelings of happiness and excitement. Paul forgot about the girl he was about to fuck, following the movement of Rita’s hand to prevent losing contact. Rita turned Paul around to face her. As his eyes focused on Rita’s face, I sent sensations to Paul’s mind that would ensure he found her the most beautiful site he had ever seen.

As I went through Paul’s mind, I inserted small harmless commands that indirectly made him fall completely in love with her while making him wait for Rita to initiate any sexual activity. As their lips met, I finished my meddling by ensuring their love affair would come to a close painlessly on Sunday, the day they both went home. All of that had taken less than thirty seconds. “What the hell did you do to my brother?” Scooter said not taking his eyes off the embraced pair. Joey walked up to Scooter, put his arm over Scooter’s shoulders and said in a dreamy voice, “What do you think? Paul just fell in love for the first time.” “But.. But what about Gina?” Scooter said slightly panicked. I peeked in his head, finding he had genuine feelings for her. Gina had even sneaked a private lovemaking with him without Paul’s knowledge. “I guess you will just have to take care of her,” I thought to Scooter. Scooter’s eyes met mine, and I felt his thanks. “Well, I don’t know about the rest of you guys, but I’m horny,” Mick said stroking his cock. Jerry was feeling Amy’s tits while she gave him a hand job. Joey was nude, hard, and examining some of the girls, while Scooter’s eyes were glazed over watching his brother.

I began scanning the girls while they finished their shower. I smiled when I found two of them were not only cum drinkers, but pussy lickers too. “Barb, Amy, and Trish, come over here.” As the blond and the two brunettes stood before me, I made a few quick alterations and woke them up. “How about some oral sex?” I asked them. “That sounds fun,” all three said. The next group of girls arrived at that time which included Penny and Dana. Barb walked up to Scooter and frenched him deeply, while Trish and Amy got on their knees and started licking Joey’s and Mick’s balls. I took Dana’s hand and led her to Jerry. “What are you gonna do?” Jerry said nervously. “Dana, could you tell us the fantasy about Jerry you had last night?” “Uhm, I don’t really want too.” “Why?” “Because… I don’t want Jerry to think I’m dirty.” Jerry stood up, took her hands, then said “I’d never think you were dirty. Kinky maybe. But you couldn’t be any worse than I am.”

She looked at her hands and said, “I pretended we were in a boat together kissing, and we… started to do a little more. I took your thingy out and sucked on it like I do my brother.” “Your brother?” Jerry said in shock. “I’ve sucked his little dicky.. I guess since seventh grade,” Dana said softly. She continued to stare at her hands, afraid to look at Jerry’s face. “Shit. I didn’t expect anything like that.” “She didn’t get caught by her mom like you did,” I reminded him. “Dana? Do you still want to… do more with me?” “Yes! Do you?” Jerry answered by kissing her while slipping his hands down the back of her shorts. Before I took my attention to my next target, I removed my ‘everything is normal’ conditioning from Dana. I heard her gasp a minute later when she realized Jerry was naked.

Penny was just standing around talking with the rest of the girls when I walked up behind her and pressed my hardon against her covered ass. Her only reaction was to push it away, just as I had expected. I sighed, regretting my decision to help her instead of teaching her a lesson. But I figured a little fun wouldn’t hurt. “Ladies, you better start your showers. Penny and Lisa, you’re feeling really horny for each other’s bods. You can’t wait to soap each other up.” The two girls eyes fogged up a moment, then they started pulling their clothes off. I turned the shower on for them, finding the hot water was getting low, not that any of the girls would notice. Penny was busily working the soap onto Lisa’s breasts when a loud scraping noise startled me.

Dana had taken Jerry’s dick into her mouth causing Jerry to loose his balance and fall backwards against his chair. The feet of the chair had made a horrible noise against the tile, causing everyone except those who where showering to stop and look. As everyone else went back to their own business, I checked to see what kind of progress they had made. Joey had Trish on top of him 69ing each other with vigor. Mick decided Joey had a good idea and was maneuvering Amy around to get his first taste of pussy juice. Scooter was sitting on a chair nude busily sucking Barb’s tits who sat on his lap with his dick lying across her front entrance. Paul was flat on his back with Rita on top, wiggling and worming her body while they continued to kiss each other passionately.

As I started to turn back to my soaped up lesbians, Rita suddenly sat up on top of Paul as she mounted his prick. She apparently didn’t feel any pain since she laid back down on top of Paul and began her humping motions. Watching her ass as it rose and fell made me consider going over and fucking her ass. I instead turned to my two humping girls, finding the idea of fucking one of them impossible to resist when they were madly trying to do so with each other. “Lisa, you are feeling the need for a cock inside of you. You want to feel yourself full with a prick. You crave to feel the spurting of semen inside you. Penny, your orgasm is building. When I say cum, you will cum so hard you will have to sit down and play with yourself afterwards until I say stop. Cum, Penny. Lisa, look at my cock.” As Penny shuttered and sank down wiggling to the floor, Lisa stared at my dick. “Lisa, you know you want it. Just looking at it makes you hotter than you ever felt before. Tell me what you want.” “I want to fuck it.” “That’s right. You want to fuck it. You need to fuck it. You can feel its pull, forcing you closer, making you even hotter.” “Yesss… Fuck me. Please.. I need it! I must have it!” Lisa cried as she thrusted her crotch over mine. “Shit! I think I over did it,” I said to no one in particular as Lisa banged me standing up. “Lay down, bitch,” I commanded.

Lisa laid down and spread her legs giving me easy access. I slipped my tool back inside her, and then kissed her eager lips. As I started my humping, I began fucking her mouth with my tongue. I kept a steady rhythm for several minutes, but had to stop my mouth fuck when our breathing made it impossible to continue. As my thrusts sped up a bit, Lisa started huffing out, “Yes, fuck me. Fuck me. I need it so badly.” Her words excited me, bringing me to close to the edge. I gave her face a few licks with my tongue, and felt the familiar boiling in my groin. Just before I started spurting, I pulled out and shot it all over her belly. When my orgasm ended, I forced my dick to stay rock hard and plunged it into her again. Once I worked my lust back up, I thrusted hard and fast into Lisa. I sent surges of stimulation into her crotch, causing her moans to reach screaming levels as her head rocked back and forth. I felt her orgasm approaching its peak, and linked my own to hers. I pulled my prick completely out of her, then rammed it back in, repeating it three times before we exploded in pleasure. My second load felt even greater than the first, and I wasn’t finished yet.

Once our orgasm had ended and I had recovered my wits, I removed my still hard dick from her sopping cunt and swirled it around the spunk on her belly. I worked my dick up to her breasts and proceeded to coat them with cum. Once I tired of this, I rolled onto my back and said, “Penny, look at Lisa. Doesn’t her body look tasty? Doesn’t my seed all over her look yummy? Why don’t you clean her up?” Penny’s glazed look was on Lisa’s glistening belly as she jerked herself into movement and crawled over to her snack. I allowed my cock to soften, only to find it hardening again watching Penny’s tongue action. Once Lisa’s chest and belly were cleaned, Penny moved her mouth to Lisa’s puss. I found myself horny again, and decided I would use Penny after all. “Penny, you love the taste of my cum, don’t you. Why don’t you let Lisa eat you out while you get some fresh. You really are craving for some nice fresh Timmy spunk right now.” Penny had never given head before, and I knew I was breaking my own rule, but I figured it would be a down payment for the help I would be giving her later. Besides, she wouldn’t remember it anyway.

As Penny’s mouth touched the head of my dick, she shuttered. Her mind was rejecting my suggestions. I barely caught her thoughts as my commands suddenly unraveled. “What the HELL!” Penny exclaimed. Her mind triggered her defensive reactions, and I had barely realized what had happened when her fist made its first blow to my stomach. Penny got two more blows in before I managed to slip a sleep command out. She collapsed, leaving me gasping for the breath she had knocked out of me. By the time I was able to regain control of my senses, Joey was kneeling beside me asking what happened. I wasn’t able to speak more than a few words, so I flashed him the basics mentally. “Well, I guess that’s the last time you break you’re own rules,” Joey said. I grinned at him weakly and managed a “Fuck you” between my gasps.

The next group of girls arrived by the time I had regained control of my breathing. I sent them away since no one would be interested. My lust had been satisfied, leaving me feeling guilty for what I had done. Lisa had been more or less willing, but Penny had been so disturbed by the concept of taking a dick into her mouth that it had woken her out of her dream state. Several days before, I decided the best way to help Penny get over her hatred for guys was to be completely honest with her to build a trusting relationship. The plan was to not force her into anything, and take every opportunity to fall in love naturally. I found several aspects of her personality to be quite endearing. I wanted to give her my love in order to heal her wounds from her rape. But my foolish actions had seriously screwed that up. She would never trust me after waking up like that. I could command her to forget, but that would bother me since I would be trying to be honest with her about everything else. Lisa had already left after cleaning herself up. I put Penny back into a dream state, having her get dressed as I did the same.

Before I left the showers, I explained to Joey he was in charge of waking Barb, Amy, and Trish once everyone was finished messing around, was dressed and outside. The rain was coming down hard, so we stood at the entrance of the showers as I tried to figure out what to say to Penny. I didn’t want to chance taking Penny out in the downpour, fearing she would wake up again. I needed to wake her up someplace where she would feel safer, and I couldn’t use my abilities anymore than I already had if there was still a chance of being completely honest with her. (Using the dream state allowed me to suggest things to them even though they still were in control of their own actions. I couldn’t make them do something they didn’t like, but it did allow me to get around their initial inhibitions about doing something they wanted to do but just normally wouldn’t.) (During the dream state, they behaved normally, ignored any unusual events around them, and most of them wouldn’t remember their experiences at all. To me, it was the safest way of getting what I wanted without forcing it onto others. Okay, so it was a cop out. But it was better than changing their personalities and minds.)

“Penny, I’m sorry for what I tried to make you do. I guess I lost control. I never meant to force you into anything.” She didn’t say anything. While in the dream state they couldn’t get upset by what I said, so I realized I wasn’t going to get anywhere that way. After several minutes of silence, I was considering risking her in the rain. But then I spotted Smitzer walking to another building using a very large umbrella. I smiled and said, “Taxi!” Smitzer was very happy to escort us to Penny’s cabin. Two of Penny’s cabin mates were already inside, playing cards. I would have preferred being alone with Penny, but figured it would probably make Penny feel more comfortable if we weren’t alone.

After moving two chairs to the farthest corner of the room beside a bunk, I said, “Penny, here.. sit down,” offering her the seat with the full view of the cabin while provided her a clear path if she wished to escape. “Penny, I want you to remember what I am about to say before I wake you up. I know all about your rape, and how much pain it caused you. I want to help you. What I did in the shower was wrong, stupid, and… I guess I wouldn’t blame you if wanted to kick the living shit out of me. But I truly am sorry. “I am not going to force you to do anything, and I promise I won’t use any of my, er, special abilities on you. Well, except to protect myself. I’m still a little tender from your three wacks to my gut. “I know you will find it hard to do, but please try and trust me. I won’t hurt you. Okay, you can wake up.”

Penny’s eyes turned cold while her face changed to a mixture of shock, fear, and anger. “I’m sorry,” was all I could say to her face like that. “You bastard. If you ever come near me again… I’ll kill you!” she said pushing me backwards. My head hit the floor, and the room spun for a moment while Penny pinned my arms and sat on my chest, giving on of my arms a painful twist. “How do you like feeling helpless?” Penny continued. “How do you like having someone else making you…” Penny stopped mid sentence when her hands let me go without her permission. “Shit. I told you I would protect myself. Damn, Penny. You almost gave me a concussion.”

Her eyes displayed fear, but quickly turned back to anger as she raised her right hand to deal me another blow. I smiled as she brought her fist towards my face, and watched her hand miss me completely. After two more failed attempts, her frantic mind changed tactics, attempting to insert her knee in my groin at a painful speed. Her knee missed, hitting the floor with a “thop”. “Penny, stop it. I’m not going to let you hurt me. But please believe me I’m not going to hurt you either.” “How are you DOING this!” Penny said frustrated as her fist missed my chin. After several more tries, she got up and tried to kick me. Instead of letting her miss, I caught her foot and sent a warm pleasant feeling up her leg. “STOP IT!” she said shaking my hands free. Penny’s fear overwhelmed her anger, and was about to run away. “Penny, what’s wrong?” one of the girls at the table called. I sensed them coming closer. “Help me!” she cried.

As her bunkmates joined her, I saw her fear give way to anger again. “He’s done something to me. I can’t hit him!” she spat. “What do you mean you can’t hit him?” Mary asked staring at my helpless state. “Watch!” Penny said as she tried to kick me in the head. I controlled her blow and timed my reaction to make it appear as if she had actually succeeded. I faked a moan, and pretended to be senseless. I found Penny to be as shocked as Mary and Joanie, thinking she had actually hurt me. I misjudged her second attempt, allowing the heel of Penny’s bare foot to deliver a partial blow to my upper cheek bone. Mary and Joanie forced her away from me while I fought back the tears. My head hurt, my cheekbone throbbed, and then there was a lot of yelling behind me. I focused my efforts to reduce the pain, then concentrated on what was going on. Joanie had run out to get the nurse while Mary stayed to try and calm down Penny. When Penny couldn’t explain what I had done to make her so mad, she ran of the cabin in tears.

While Mary called to Penny to come back, I moaned from realizing I had really screwed things up. Hearing my moan, Mary came over to me and asked how I was. “Apart from a king kong headache,” I said as I attempted to sit up. “I think… I think I will be okay once the room stops spinning.” The nurse, Joanie, and Smitzer came in, making me realize I was going to get into trouble if I didn’t do something. Boys were not allowed in the girl’s cabins. Just as I was about to put them in dreamland, Penny showed up. She was expecting me to do something to get myself out of trouble. I checked Smitzer’s thoughts to find out what kind of punishment I would receive. I almost grinned when I realized that if it had been anyone else who I had been caught visiting in their cabin, I would have probably have been sent home. But because of Penny’s past record of teasing guys, the worse I would get would be a week of kitchen duty.

When Smitzer asked Penny what happened, I said, “It was my fault. I lost control for a minute and tried to get her to do something she didn’t want to do. After I tried to apologize and got knocked backwards in my chair, I kept her from hitting me. When Mary and Joanie came over, I faked it when she tried to kick me.” I smiled weakly at Penny and said, “You did get me a little bit on the second kick, though.” The nurse had me stay in my cabin the rest of the day, and I didn’t mind having the rest. Smitzer did put me on kitchen duty for two of the remaining four days of camp. I was very relieved to know I wouldn’t have to be on kitchen duty when the final activities took place that Sunday. Because of Penny’s past history, and my honesty in admitting what I had done, the only other action they took was giving me a long lecture on how bad it was for a soon to be counselor to break the rules he would be responsible to enforce.

Penny was given a similar punishment for attacking me after I was down. I begged Smitzer to let her off, resorting to telling her I thought Penny had been raped. I managed to avoid using my abilities by bull shitting my way through why I believed this. Smitzer wasn’t really convinced herself, but saw I was sure of it. So Penny got off with only a warning. That night, Jerry told me Penny talked to Dana about what happened in the showers. Penny had apparently went to find Lisa when she ran from the cabin. When Lisa didn’t remember it happening, but remarked that it did sound like a dream she recently had, Penny had returned to the cabin to try and catch me in the act. Since Dana had been awake for nearly the whole time she was there, her response to Penny’s questions made Penny suspect she knew more than she was telling. She begged Dana to go to Smitzer and tell what she knew, but Dana refused.

Joey filled me in on what happened after I had left the showers. Trish had mentioned she wanted to fuck, so Joey happily complied. He was sure Scooter and Mick hadn’t gone any further than what I had seen, but Joey thought Jerry and Dana had gone all the way on the chair. I peeked in Jerry’s head and found they sorta did. His dick had worked its head inside her, and they let it continue to slip in. But when it reached her hymen, they stopped their movements and held each other for a minute before he pulled it out. By the time everyone was ready to get cleaned up and dressed, Rita had fallen asleep in Paul’s arms. Joey said Paul must have been very uncomfortable on the floor holding her like that, but Paul wouldn’t wake her up until Joey said it was time to leave. Scooter told me later he had told Gina his feelings for her after dinner, and choked up when he told her about Paul’s earlier remarks. Gina surprised Scooter when she admitted she had suspected Paul had been faking it and that she had wanted to dump Paul for Scooter ever since the day Scooter had joined their love making. Gina had been sure Paul would have taken it out on Scooter, so she hadn’t dared. With Paul out of the picture, Gina happily accepted Scooter’s invitation to be his date to the dance that Saturday.

Joey had made up with Tracy at dinner and asked her to go to the dance with him again. Tracy had taken interest in another guy and apologized to Joey when she said she already had a date. Joey was more stunned than hurt, and didn’t seem to hold it against her. I figured he couldn’t blame her since he had been screwing Trish when Frank Thomas asked her. Mick and Jen settled their differences, but decided they wanted to just stay friends. Jen still accepted Mick’s offer to go to the dance with him, as friends. Everybody except me was in a good mood that evening. My own attempts for some romance with Penny had failed disastrously, and I decided to forget Penny and let her be. And by my own doing, half of the guys were again hopelessly devoted to spending as much time as they had left with their girls. I knew only Joey and Mick would be interested in having some fun at the beach tomorrow.

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“There are a group of incredibly wealthy business people in town,” Ada told me over the phone. “Two of the women, both in their mid-thirties, want to have lesbian sex with me while their man watches. They would also like you and Cody to perform for them as a teaser.

You know by now when I agree to lesbian sex there is serious money involved.”

Ada met Cody and I in the foyer of the most expensive hotel in town before a minder escorted us to the penthouse suite and carried Ada’s travel bag for her. As usual she looked wonderful, for a woman in her forties dressed in an above the knee, lightweight, designer coat, killer heels, lightly tanned skin and shoulder length blond hair. “Do I look like a lipstick lesbian today? You know dressing to impress our clients is always a priority.

“Highly paid lesbian sex is incredibly exciting for me after watching you two perform, I am excited to be here with you,” she told us in the elevator as she lightly tongue kissed us both with a hand on our groins. “Perhaps we should work as a threesome more often?”

Mohammed and his two minders, all older than us, were dressed in traditional white middle eastern style clothing. The two blond wives, almost clones of each other, in expensive, sexy French clothing, heels, short skirts and silk blouses, obviously no underwear,

“These are two of my wives, Eloise and Charlotte, they are originally from France. They are bisexual, but in our country they could be executed for participating in lesbian sex. And we could all be executed for watching and enjoying a man giving another man a blow job. So today is very exciting for all of us,” Mohammed explained. “It will be exciting for us watching one hung man give a blow job to another hung man. Nine inches and ten inches, very exciting.

“Our requirements are very specific. We want to watch Ada have lesbian sex with both my wives while we watch. And we all want to watch the man with the nine-inch erection give a blow job to the man with the ten-inch erection.”

Conscious of the huge fee Mohammed had paid for our sexual entertainment, Ada motioned for Mohammed to remove her above the knee, lightweight, designer coat. Instead he motioned for one his no longer expressionless minders to remove it, leaving her naked apart from her heels and a skimpy, black cup-less bra.

She had everyone’s attention as she motioned for the minder to open her bag and pass her a very sexy, black garter belt, that served no purpose other than to highlight her magnificent ass and beautifully shaved cunt as she took great delight and slowly teasing as she adjusted it.

She asked the minder to pass her a man’s black shirt from the bag before we all watched mesmerised as she out it on, did up the buttons and rolled up the sleeves. Her legs and thighs looked magnificent poking through the slits at the side of the shirt.

They all enjoyed watching Ada oil our naked bodies as preparation for our routine, and exhibitionists that we are, we enjoyed them watching as we teased and flaunted our cocks to full on erection for them.

Instant chemistry between Ada and the two women as she tongue kissed them in turn. “Let’s watch the men first, wonderful foreplay for us before I have you girls, and you have me,” Ada told them as she sat between them.

“Because this is illegal and could get us all executed in our country, this will be incredibly exciting,” Mohammed smiled before Cody and I commenced our routine.

When we entered dressed in short, black silk shirts, our erections on show, the three women were holding hands, the two wives were both naked from the waist down. Wonderful eye candy, two blond women with trimmed jet black pubic hair above their gorgeous, long legs.

“Tell the women what you want me to do for you?,” Cody teased as he removed my shirt, then his, while he licked my nipples as he slid a fingertip along the underside of my erection. We were standing side-on to flaunt the full size of our erections for the women, Mohammed and his minders as they silently compared our erections.

I had everyone’s attention when I told Cody truthfully, “A blow job, a wonderful, exciting blow job while three men and three women watch. My erection is hanging out for a blow job, show them how good you are.”

Cody’s mouth and tongue were wonderfully wet, he always drinks something special before he has me.

My hands were behind my head, knees bent, as Cody knelt, his hands on his ankles, the only contact we had were his lips wrapped around the tip of my erection. The mystical music was a perfect match for sex, a long slow build up for both.

Ada was to be the main act that day, the star attraction for all of us. We wanted to watch her give and receive lesbian sex to Mohammed’s two French wives.

Taller than average, forty-ish, ultra-confident, huge sex appeal and beautifully spoken. She is also my agent, and Cody’s, a softly spoken class act with a magnificent, super feminine body. A most attractive, size 12-14 voluptuous blond, good skin, good legs, big firm ass and C-cup tits with big nipples. And I find the way she shaves her pubes, the style favoured by Helmut Newton’s models, a closely trimmed triangle, very exciting and a bonus turn on.

Mohammed had been ogling Ada’s body, obviously fantasising about her as she crossed and recrossed her legs to tease him, lusting after her ever since she arrived.

Ever since the day she first interviewed me, she has been an inspiration for me. Though today will be one of the few occasions she has watched me perform and me her.

“Do you like watching my boys Mohammed? I do, they have magnificent, thick erections for you and your wives don’t they?” she teased, knowing he was rapt as he ogled our erections. “Would you like to see my tits while you watch my boys?,” she teased some more as she motioned for his two wives open her shirt. “Do you like my cup-less bra, 36D? And my erect nipples,” she teased as she ran a wet fingertip over them.

I love a blow job with an audience watching on. Cody has blown me before, he is always exciting for me with my high sex drive and an audience, usually women only.

This time with a mixed audience including Ada, was incredibly exciting with Mohammed, his expressionless minders standing behind him, two wives, both naked from the waist down, and Ada teasing her nipples as we talked to each other while he was edging me.

“We could be executed for doing this in Mohammed’s country, is that exciting for you? Your cock is like an iron bar today. Do you like three men watching? And three women? Are you close? Do you want me to swallow? Do you want me to scratch your balls? Do you like me edging you? Look at the wall clock, can you last for more than ten-minutes? Am I good? Am I the best?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. So good, so fucking good, I love it, gunna cum, gunna cum,” I moaned as Cody swallowed, a new dimension for us, as the men gasped, a look of sheer carnal pleasure on their faces.

“Now my turn, I want to pleasure and be pleasured,” Ada smiled the centre of attention as she motioned for one of the minders to remove her shirt. “The thought of execution in your country while giving and receiving lesbian sex is very exciting for me, incredibly exciting.”

A minder produced a high stool for Ada to perch on, her heels barely touching the floor, legs spread as the two wives stood so the other minder could remove their tops.

Mohammed had a huge smile as he watched his two wives alternate tongue kissing Ada and licking and sucking her nipples. They were obviously very experienced lesbian lovers and used to working as a team. “Oh fuck yes, I love it, fuck my cunt, love it,” Ada moaned for Mohammed’s benefit as Charlotte knelt and expertly licked her clit as Eloise licked and sucked her nipples.

The wives changed positions, Eloise had her arms wrapped around Ada’s thighs as she expertly teased Ada’s cunt lips with the tip of her tongue while Charlotte and Ada tongue kissed with just the tips of their tongues.

“I want to give you a tongue fuck to remember,” Ada told one of the wives as she sat on a low stool and motioned for her to stand in front of her. “Do you like three men watching me licking your cunt?,” she teased with her hands grasping her ass cheeks as she expertly licked her cunt lips.

Ada excelled herself as she laid back on the couch and teased her cunt lips with a bulbous, pink vibrator before she inserted it between her cunt lips. I knew Ada was talented but I had never seen any woman squirt so quickly in rapid succession.

“Would you and your ten-inch man be available to entertain us some more tomorrow Ada?,” Mohammed asked her as his retinue listened on with great anticipation. “It would give me great pleasure to watch my two wives join you.”

“We would like to watch you suck his cock, give him a blow job. And we would especially like to watch him fuck your wonderful body.”

“We are busy people, it would greatly depend on your fee,” she teased as she flashed open her coat to show her naked body as a bargaining chip, knowing he was prepared to pay well above our normal fees.

“Shall we talk in US dollars? Roger would like $1,000 an inch, so that’s $10,000 for him plus my 20% management fee. I have a daily rate of $25,000, so that comes to US$27,000. As a valued customer we will ignore the local taxes. Would that be a satisfactory arrangement for you?“

“That would be most satisfactory. Shall we say three in the afternoon? Would banknotes be acceptable?,” he replied as he snapped his fingers and directed one of his minders to show Ada and I a bag of banknotes.

“Will you be able to get it up twice for Mohammed and his retinue today?,” Ada asked me as we prepared in an ante-room.

Ada and I are both exhibitionists, we were both looking forward to flaunting naked our bodies for our audience, three Arab men and two French women, and fucking for their entertainment.

I was wearing skin tight slacks, hands on hips, as Ada oiled my naked torso, wearing a long black silk dressing gown, open to expose her almost naked body, apart from a sexy black cup-less bra and matching thong. “We call this foreplay in our country,” she told them in between kissing me with the tip of her tongue.

Ada turned around and lifted her gown enough to expose her ass cheeks as she passed me the bottle of oil. She has a magnificent big ass, confirmed by look of envy on all the faces watching as they watched me oil each of her ass cheeks in turn. I was also aware of them looking at the outline of my very erect cock under my slacks.

Ada and I had agreed on a sequence of foreplay to please and arouse our audience as well as arouse each other. My hands on her hips as I licked and kissed her oily ass was one of them.

We resumed tongue kissing as I removed her gown, then her thong. She looked sensational in just heels and her cup-less bra.

My fingers were teasing her erect nipples as she sat on a high stool, parted her legs and I knelt and licked her glorious thighs, then her cunt lips.

She was kissing my nipples as she slid my slacks off. I loved the reaction of our audience when they looked at my roaring erection framed by a crotchless, skimpy white pair of Ada’s knickers that fastened around my thighs. “These should appeal to everyones kinky side. Do they feel nice?” she teased as she helped me on with them.

Mohammed’s minders had organised a huge day bed with crisp white sheets and lots of pillows in the middle of the room. Ada had decided I was to fuck her from behind so one of the wives could kiss her and suck her nipples.

Eloise and Charlotte were tongue kissing each other as we organised ourselves on the bed. Eloise was on the bed tongue kissing Ada as I grasped her ass cheeks and slowly fed my erection her. The feel of Charlotte’s hands on my ass while I slowly built up a fucking rhythm was an extra turn on while Eloise alternated tongue kissing Ada and licking and sucking her nipples.

Highly paid sex with Ada’s magnificent ass in my hands and two French women, Mohammed’s wives, participating was an incredible experience. Ada was determined to provide extra pleasure as she moaned, “Fuck me, fuck me harder, harder, I love your big cock fucking me,” before I had a very noisy orgasm.

“Something special for you all, very special,” Ada smiled as they admired her naked body while she motioned for me to lay on back on the shower floor. “Would this get us into trouble in your country?,” she smiled teasingly as she stood over me, with her legs spread, then slowly squatted over my flaccid cock.

“We call this a golden shower in our country,” she whispered, the centre of attention for three men, two women and me as she slowly released over my pubic area. Then a flood as she and I enjoyed being the centre of attention. The look of carnal pleasure on the men’s faces was a turn on for me as they watched my flaccid cock respond. I could hear the two wives muttering, “Wow, wow, wow,” with a look of sheer sexual pleasure.

“We are looking forward to watching you give your ten-inch man a blow job Ada, Mohammed told us he watched his wives shower with us.

I was perched on a high stool, naked, my feet barely touching the floor when Ada asked, “Would you like your wives to join in Mohammed? Have you ever watched them suck and blow another man’s cock? Or is that frowned upon in your country?”

She was naked apart from her heels as she tongue kissed me and ran a finger along my full on erection. One of the wives stood behind me teasing my nipples as Ada licked and kissed all over my erection before she wrapped her lips around it. Then, Mohammed clapped his hands, a signal for the other wife to take Ada’s place.

I had my hands behind my head, still with one of the wives standing behind me teasing my nipples, the other sucking my cock as Ada tongue kissed me.

Mohammed clapped his hands, a signal for Ada to resume and for that wife to tongue kiss me. Mohammed may have thought my commentary was for his benefit, as I moaned and groaned in pleasure – Ada really is a top performer. The three men were holding on to my every word as they watched Ada sucking my erection and teasing my balls with her fingertips.

“That is heaven, just fucking heaven Ada, you are so good, so fucking good, I love it. Nearly there, nearly there, keep teasing and edging me,” I whispered as the wife teasing my nipples teased and edged them.

The three man were beside themselves as they heard Ada ask, “Swallow?,” loudly for the benefit of our audience, then again, loudly enough to send me over the edge.

“A bonus for you, tax free US dollars,” Mohammed told us as he handed Ada a bag. “Will you be available next time we are in town? I could bring two different wives for you?”

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A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

An older divorced white woman with what she thinks are few prospects goes to work at K-Mart where they have just hired a new manager and the fact that he is young and black has created several awkward and numerous kinky sexual situations!

Divorce, a Job at K-Mart, and the New young Black Manager

Chapter three

This young black woman’s name is “Chandra” she is taller than Ashley and has undone her top exposing an equally attractive set of smaller, but firmer breasts and was quite forcefully pushing them against her!. She is “surprised” at how strong and forceful this woman is along with the fact that she is not going to be denied! Ashley still naked and trembling with concern has no idea what this woman is going to do, and is virtually helpless do to the drinks and the forcefulness of this aggressive young black woman. So does not try to, nor can she resist at all, only being able to blurt out please,.. please don’t hurt me!…

Chandra then says, Oh! Sweety I’m not going to hurt you,… well not very much anyway? Ashley’s heart is pounding again as she feels one of the woman’s hands and sharp fingernails just barely and so sensually start to dig into the soft wet flesh surrounding her slit and clit! The sound of the restroom door opening and two other women entering, and talking about what had just happened on the dance floor is interrupted at the perverted sight of these two naked women, one young and black and the other older and white!

Ashley is even more embarrassed as the the crowd out side that watched was in the dark and the bright lights of the community room dance floor kept her from actually seeing them, but now these two black women are up close, and friends of Chandra the woman who is man handling her. She then calls them by name saying I have only got her “Ashley” for a moment and would they mind helping as she pushes Ashley down onto her knees!

Ashley naked barely feels the cold tile floor as one woman grabs her wrists pulling them up together behind her back, leaving her exposed and totally helpless! As the other has a hold of her beautiful hair forcefully tilting her head back kneeling down and holding her helplessly so she is unable to move. Then Chandra this dominant younger female has unzipped her dress pulling it entirely off that has left her already bare breasts, and now her bottom and pubes equally naked and exposed! The look on her face is wanton and obscene as she bends her knees slightly and has placed her over stimulated wet glistening cunt right in Ashley’s face! It is quite obvious now what she expects Ashley to do, as her well trimmed pubic mound with cunt lips dripping and slightly open and her clit only inches from Ashley’s beautiful red lips!

Ashley has no choice as the young woman say’s, pleasure me sweety and you better make it good or I will whip your ass or have David give you to me, for the week end and really show you what a lesbian bitch of a woman like me can do to you! She is hesitant, but only for a moment and now is more than willing to obey. Again never having done anything like this to another woman has left her uncertain as to her ability intent or of the aggressiveness that might be needed!

All is moot as the champagne and erotic naked dance has removed every bit of her inhibitions and has made her feel so sexually ready to do anything that is perverse and nasty, things she would have never done before, to another woman and especially a black one! Ashley now with little hesitation and with aggressiveness she never knew she had, takes a big mouthful of girls wet puffy lips slit and clit! At the same time the woman kneeling and holding her hair has slipped her fingers underneath and between Ashley’s soft white ass cheeks and has found her over stimulated and equally wet cunt lips and clit!

The young woman now says in a deep voice my pussy is yours. Suck it, or whatever you want. to do,… as she eagerly pushes forward the muscles in her bottom and thighs tighten in perverse anticipation! The woman kneeling with her hand in the perfect place has started to expertly manipulate Ashley’s most sensitive sexual being, as she more aggressively continues to finger her. Ashley can no longer help herself and with desire just moments ago, gorges herself completely on this bare well shaven pussy and labia lips, that had been hanging down so sinfully perverted and also accessible as this woman straddles her head!.

I’m telling you woman, Chandra says,..suck me, my clit until I cum. Not my lips, just my clit! For Ashley she didn’t need to be told twice. Tilting her head up just a little more she was able to get a good hold on Chandra’s clit with her teeth making the gal tremble and jerk!. She must have been close to orgasm as within moments her hands had a hold of Ashley’s head and was forcefully grinding her soft wet cunt into her and trying to aggressively face fuck this older white woman’s face! Ashley had never fantasized about investigating another woman’s genitals, but she opened her legs wider and bent down even more placing more of her weight against Ashley’s face as she held her head to her muff even tighter!

Her cunt lips were wet, so wet!….Oh she gasped I’m going to cum my gawd, she screeched in a higher voice don’t stop! Ashley with renewed encouragement suddenly clamped her teeth again on the young woman’s clit and re assumed sucking and biting it voraciously. The feeling of course was incredible as she forced her clit further into Ashley’s mouth! Chandra’s orgasm started slow as about the same time the woman that was fingering Ashley really pinched her fingernails sadistically into her clit and then both at almost the same time inured a most incredible orgasm!

The woman on her knees was encouraging Ashley by saying things like faster, chew on her clit, white bitch harder make her cum, eat that pussy good! Ashley needed little encouragement as her sinful wonderful orgasm had given her all the ardent desire she needed to do so! Chandra was panting and moaning with the heat and passion of release and with a short gasp of relief she straightened her legs and as she did so her wet cunt and swollen clitoris grudgingly pulled out of Ashley’s mouth with a nasty sounding pop!

The two women left Ashley helplessly on her knees gasping for air, where eventually her breathing subsided and her senses returned to normal . Chandra also was becoming her old self saying, girl you did good I think I would love to have you for the evening or a week end, have David bring you by? Now back in command, she has told the two women to take Ashley back to the dance floor! With her beautiful red dress still laying on the floor and no one making any attempt to retrieve it, she was helplessly pushed ahead of these two women as they held her tight!

Ashley with some of the champagne worn off was at first reluctant to go, and tried to resist some but the women had easily taken her out into the crowd still naked and wearing only her red hi heels, white garter belt and stockings, with Chandra leading the way! She had made no effort to put her dress back on either and was also totally nude!

Several of the black brothers along with David were waiting outside the ladies restroom. However David already knew what had gone on,.. as he had earlier encouraged Chandra to bid on Ashley’s panties knowing full well what would happen. As he wanted to see how Ashley would react to a direct and aggressive sexual advance from a forceful lesbian and apparently she responded exactly as he thought she would, again him being a master of perception. Of the black men waiting to dance with Ashley, one was somewhat older and had earlier witnessed the perverse sexual display on the dance floor with Chandra, and were waiting their turn as they two wanted to dance with this attractive naked older woman!

David purposely stepped back letting them take their turn with her, as he was going to have her for the rest of the evening, and the weekend. He really wanted her to experience everything that these horny aggressive men could think of to threaten her with. This would happened by them whispering all sorts of sexually perverse things they wanted to do in her ear, or taking dreadful liberties with her exposed naked body on the dance floor!

Ashley still hesitant was surprised by what she saw as she emerged from the ladies restroom? Most all of the couples were dancing, but the surprise was that of the couples the men except for a few were still fully dressed in their suits and ties, but all of the women were either completely naked or like her wearing almost nothing. She was also surprised that there were a number of black women dancing with white men, more than she had first realized!

Still awe struck by this spectacle,.. as another glass of champagne was thrust into her hand and her other was grabbed as she was being pulled towards the dance floor! She gulped it down washing the taste of Chandra’s pussy away and easily renewing her interest in dancing with this new hansom black male that was holding her hand and pulling her toward the music, and colorful lights. This time with her inhibitions again no where to be found set her glass down on the bar,… and was now pulling him out onto the dance floor!

It was another slow sultry song that made any couple that was listening, and especially dancing to it smoking hot with perverted lust for one another, and these two were no exception! The black dude she was dancing with had grabbed her rather tightly and had pulled her helplessly to him leaving no room at all between them for her big bare breasts. Again she could hardly breathe as he held her oh so tight. With his lips nex to her ear she heard him say,.. how would you like to spend a week on a cruise ship in the Bahamas with an all black male crew, as this was where he worked during the summer, and he could arrange it. But if she went clothes were optional! One of their stops in the Caribbean, was a resort that catered to older white women that lusted to experience every conceivable type of kinky perverted sex and wild party one could think of with the local islanders that were reported to be well endowed!

He being quite strong had put his knee into her wet pubic folds and had lifted her up slightly making it almost impossible for her to dance as her toes were just barely touching the floor, thus leaving her literally helpless with her legs clamped around his. She could feel the substantial bulge next to her pubes as they danced.and the thought of her being on a cruise ship with an all black crew wearing nothing or at a resort in the Caribbean that only existed for women like her to experience, and be sexually pleasured or abused was do mostly to the champagne and the circumstances, and to Ashley seemed most appealing.

As the song came to an end the next man that had been waiting, cut in.as this dance was fast an hot, Ashley after her wild dance with Chandra earlier had easily reawakened her kinky zeal more than enough to let it all hang out! Back and forth they went with her bare white bottom jiggling and her big tits totally unencumbered and flying around,.. toward the end of the dance he grabbed a big hand full of her snatch and lifted her up over his head swinging her around faster and faster! As he did his fingers dug into her pussy and cunt hole deeper and deeper!

Most of the other dancers either stopped to watch or moved out of the way. As this wild dance came to an end,… he lowered her down and at the same time spun her around in one place on the floor keeping his hand and fingers in her as he went. Never leaving her wet pussy as he continued to spin her around and around on her bare bottom until she was so dizzy she could barely see, and close to another orgasm. Finally he pulled his fingers free, sticking them up in the air and then licking them to the amusement of the crowd that was again clapping hooting and whistling!

Ashley just laid there naked in garter belt and heels trembling and unable to move still dizzy and having a hard time regaining her senses. Her first vision was of the older gentleman standing over her that seemed to be interested, and caring about her. As the music started again he helped her up, and said hi, my name is Ben. This time the music was slow and geared for pelvic grinding. She could hardly stand and great fully put her arms around his neck and easily let him guide her around the dance floor as before her heels seemed to barely touch the floor, but this time for quite a different reason.

After a while she was able to do some of the dancing on her own. This allowed her to loosen her grip and get a better look at him? He was older and had a well trimmed graying mustache but surprisingly looked a lot like,… David? Wondering, she was finally able to make eye contact and what she saw seemed to give her perverse chills! Not the kind that scared one mind you, but the feeling of some sort of sinister motive the kind that made her innermost perverted sexual feelings respond more like animal lust,..and to come alive. This for Ashley was a twisted feeling that had never been tapped, and all of this just from the look in his eyes!

During the dance though he acted very gentlemanly and seemed so kind, almost like an old friend. His voice was soothing and she easily relaxed, with this easily giving away to a helpless submissive feeling that she would, with little concern do anything he asked. The feeling was wonderful but his words were quite different. They started out by him simply saying, I am a “sexual sadist”, I torture and abuse women just for the fun of it, and I would love to do the same to you? The words at first, were again so smooth matter of fact and the meaning of them took several minutes to actually sink in as, they danced!

Ashley was trembling again, at first hesitant and then with tempered curiosity and wonder asked quite boldly, well Ben what kind of sexual torture would you do to me? She held her breath expecting him to say something like a brutal whipping or some sort of perverted breast and genital torture? But his answer surprised her and was much different than she had expected. This older gentleman went on to say, I give women orgasms, multiple orgasms! Ashley sighed and relaxed as she said, that does not seem like torture to me?

Ben then went on to say, no you don’t understand. I give them multiple and mind blowing orgasms the kind that make women cum so hard that their body hurts and are sexually drained and can give no more, then they are again, and again taken to the very edge of incredible sexual stimulation! This type stimulation is then repeated over and over again! Ashley still not quite fully comprehending his answer said, and now being a bit of an adventurist, sounds like some really kinky and abusive fun to me?

This older gentleman then said, fun…you will see! I will have David bring you by the clinic where I work and show you what I do for a living, and then to my personal studio where I can give you a sample of what I do in the way of, what you seem to think is sadistic fun!.

Women like you are perfect for the kind of sexual sadistic torture and abuse I have in mind! Ashley now intrigued and her interest really peaked asks why,…why would a woman like me be so appealing to you, and why would you want me?

Ben goes on to say, well first of all I am a lot like David, very perceptive when it come to women, what they want and what they need and as you have suspected we are related as I am his uncle. Also I am a resident physician at this clinic, perhaps you have heard of me? Doctor Benjamin Desaude I am a specialist. The women I see at the clinic are sexually repressed and sadly, are women that have never had a real orgasm. I, in my practice use all sorts of medical techniques to insure they experience sexual release. Traditional, non traditional psycho therapy hypnotic therapy as well as a number of mechanical and electro simulators, and of course all of the new drugs that enhance a woman’s ease and ability to have incredible orgasms all are available to me!

But the studio is a place where I indulge my personal sadistic side and for me is a place to play! It is a place where adventurous women like you come to experience the ultimate in sexual pleasure and total physical release! The kind that few women can even imagine, and I can easily see that you would be perfect to experience one or more of my intimate studio sessions.

Ashley then says,… how can you possibly say a thing like that? You do not know anything about me? The gentleman goes on to say, Ashley I know everything about you! The tone of his voice was again smooth mater of fact and that of a man that was quite self assured and knew exactly what he was about to say!

His comment was followed by, you are a 34 year old divorced mother of two. You lost your ungrateful children in a one sided custody battle to your ex, and this has left you alone, on your own and devastated. You moved to this city to start over where you met David. You being alone, were terrified at your age to even consider a relationship with a man! David was quite charming and you were so lonely. You were also reluctant to consider dating, much less have a meaningful relationship with a man, especially a black one almost ten years your junior

Your only sexual relief during most of your marriage and recently has been masturbation. You have not had sexual intercourse since your children were conceived and you have been manipulated and pleasured numerous times over the last several month by David including this evening, and by the young lesbian woman Chandra. You desperately want David to be your first real lover in over ten years and you will do most anything he asks, and now could care less what anyone thinks, or that he is young and black!

Your morals sexual desire and view of society have drastically changed over the last month. You are now ripe and ready for just about any kind of kinky sexual experience that comes your way!

Ben then said, have I missed anything? Ashley was stunned by this simple and very accurate account of her life, trying to act as if none of what he said,.. was true? Then she blurted out without thinking how could you possibly know all of that or whether any of it is…. true? Ashley,.. Ben went on to say, think about for a moment, what you have just said. You are at a singles dance, dancing with a total stranger and are completely naked,.. many of the couples here are interracial and if you have not noticed am black! Furthermore I have already placed several hypnotic suggestions in that pretty little head of yours and you will,… I assure you do any thing I ask !

The feeling in her genitals was almost burning as her thoughts quickly returned to sexually perverted things he might do to her or have her helplessly submit to, by only his power of suggestion? How she thought, could he have possibly placed hypnotic suggestions in her mind with out her knowing about it! He then told her first, this evening you will have some of the best and most incredible sex with David! But I did not need to place much of a,.. suggestion about this in your mind as you and him are more than ready for sex! Second anytime you are in my presence and around me you will do exactly what I ask, and again I assure you that you will, do anything, and one will be to come to my studio! This is where you will experience only a small taste of my perverse sexual expertise while in my care, with numerous stimulating sexual experience’s and intense orgasms that will leave you only wanting more!

As the music stopped he held her close and gave her a kiss that left her breathless, then saying I will give you a little sample this evening of what the power of my suggestions can bring and I look forward to seeing you soon!

Then he spun her around and into David’s waiting arms, as the last dance for her this evening was going to be with him and his plans for her so far had gone exactly as he planned. The rest of the evening would be some of the best and most memorable that Ashley could ever imagine,… in the way of exhibition romance and incredible sex! It was now about midnight and although the dancing would officially end at 2:00 am David was more than ready to enjoy all of the sexual pleasures this older attractive woman he so adored and lusted after would easily surrender to him!

He had taken off his coat and had placed it over her bare shoulders and had escorted her out of the community room and into the long well lighted hall. There were a number of other couples and a bunch of single men that were either returning to the bar or their rooms from several of the other community room activities on this floor. His coat could not be buttoned as there was no way it would be able to do so and cover her big breasts! As they walked down the hall they passed the good doctor she had earlier danced with, and as they did so he snapped his fingers! One would have to be listening closely in order to hear the snap of his fingers, and at the same time said have fun tonight Ashley!

She only moments after without any warning removed Davids coat. Handing it to him, saying that she did not need it and that she was plenty warm enough without it, emphasizing that she was really hot! Several of the couples almost choked as she stood there stark ass naked as the good doctor said again with a knowing smile, tonight as it is on me Ashley!

Ashley now with David in tow entered the elevator and into a group of well dressed men that were on their way to the bar, she said standing there naked quite loudly to anyone listening I am really “hot and need a drink”! Several of the men quickly offered to buy her what ever kind of drink she wanted! David slowed down what was happening by punching it the upper floor luxury suites and reminding her that they had other plans for the evening much to the detain of the horny men! As the elevator passed through several floors she was getting plenty of attention by first removing her garter belt and handing it to one of the wide eyed men that she had easily let fondle her!

This was followed by removing first one of her red hi heels and precariously standing on the other as she slowly rolled down one of her stockings and handing it to another man that had been admiring her beautiful bare legs and naked well shaven pubes! As the elevator stopped and started she almost fell and hands lots of them reached out and grabbed to steady her! But they seemed to grab only her big tits! Now with one stocking gone she did the same with the other in an elevator version of a quickie Gypsy Rose Lee burlesque striptease! Numerous cell phone cameras recorded all of her exposed lovely nakedness and the willing total unconcerned look on her face!

The elevator stopped at the Sky Room Bar and Ashley was ready to follow them to the public bar wearing only her red hi heels and with no concern what so ever that she was stark ass naked! David of course was having a hard time pulling her back into the elevator and had hug and hold her as she tried to leave with them. As the door closed she blew several kisses to those men that were encouraging her to have a nightcap with them, saying she would give them a rain check this time!

It was all David could do to calm her down as the elevator stopped at the upper floor executive suites these were very expensive rooms and one that David had reserved and planned on using for this very special occasion!.

Continued in Chapter Four

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Adventures of a very powerful young man and his friends.

Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Thirty-Four By: Rass Senip

+++ Chapter IX: 10th Grade, Fall 1986 Part 2 – Rings of the Slaves (mc, oral mf)

“Where’s Laura?” Joey asked when I reentered the showers. “She’s sleeping,” I replied. “Why? Don’t you like her?” “Yeah, I liked her. But she thought I was somebody else. We found who she was really looking for, and now she’s sleeping, dreaming about him,” I said sadly. “Shit, Tim… Hey, help me with these girls then. Julie knows some cool shit. See how she has them all with their arms behind their heads? It makes their tits stand out better, and makes it easier to see their bodies and shit.” “Hey Joey. When did you start saying shit in every sentence you say? You’re almost as bad as those fucken’ Seniors. Heh… I take it these are the finalists?” “Yeah. Do I really say shit all the time? Shit. I guess I do. Shit… Shit! I gotta stop saying that shit!. SHIT!” Joey was starting to turn red from my laughter. He honestly wasn’t trying to say it. “Hey!” Julie said as she tweaked a red head’s tit. “Do you mind? I almost did shit! Do you want to make a mess, Master?”

“Sorry,” Joey said. “Hey Julie, you seem like you’re enjoy yourself being… uhm, what’s the word that is opposite of submissive?” “Dominant. Yeah I guess I kinda like being dominant over these sluts. But, I still like being your submissive. Do you think I could do both?” “Hmm, that’s not a bad idea,” I said. “My father has a few slaves that are, er, dominant over a bunch of others. I think he called them head slaves… no, it wasn’t that, and it wasn’t Master-slave either. I’ll have to check this weekend…. Hey Joey. Is that who I think that is?” I said pointing to a girl with a shaved crotch. “Heather, front and center!” Julie said. Heather stepped forward, hands behind her head, and bent one leg while posing. “Yep,” Joey said. “Meet Cindy’s cunt licker. One of them anyway. Hey, Heather. Does Ted shave his crotch too?” “We shave it for him,” Heather said with a grin. “Julie,” I started, “you ever taste pussy before?” “Uhm, well, just my own once. I’m not a lezi, though.” “You are now.. All right bitch, let me see you suck that bare thing,” I said with a wicked smile. “Oh don’t make me, Master? I don’t do that kind of thing.” “Julie, if you want to be a dominant slave, you have to follow our orders. After you do it, I’ll give you what you want. But first you’re gonna have to prove to me you want it badly enough. So GET DOWN on your HANDS and KNEES and LICK THAT CUNT you SLUT!” “Yes! Master!” she said, full of mixed emotions.

Her lust had peaked at a new height from my order to do something so… dirty… that she was on her hands and knees, and approaching Heather’s cunt face on. Yet she was incredibly nervous, her arms shaking as she stuck out her tongue and touched Heather’s bare outer lips. Then Julie slammed her face into it as her orgasm rushed through her body, and I was surprised at how quickly Heather came too. I had to turn Heather’s volume down, for she was one of those really noisy cummers. Julie’s ass was sticking up in the air, still wearing her panties. I almost walked up to her and fucked her ass right there, but I got a hold of myself and reminded me we weren’t sure how clean she was in the first place. “Julie, that’s enough,” Joey said. “You’re gonna make Heather cum again. Shit! Too late. Damn Heather, you are one noisy bitch.” “Julie, stand up and take your panties off. I’m gonna make you our slave now.”

I explained the whole deal to her, and after she asked a few questions, she was ready. I took out another gold ring from my pocket, this one with a smooth blue stone that was slightly smaller in size than the Suzi’s red one. It was a pity the girl’s rings were so much smaller that the guy’s. I almost gave Suzi a guy’s ring because her women’s ring didn’t look nearly as impressive as Joey’s and mine did. “Julie, this is it. Put this on your finger, and we become your Masters for as long as you wear it. I’m probably gonna get you a different stone to signify you as a dominant slave, but for now, this will work. You will always have the free will to take it off, but when you do, you will never be able to put it on again. Understand?” I asked as I placed the ring in her palm. She swallowed nervously, then took the ring in her other hand. She hesitated holding it an inch from the tip of her ring finger, but then said, “Yes, Master. I understand,” and slipped the ring on.

I reached into her mind, and began speaking the commands out loud as I did them. “Julie, you now have two lives. The life you have always had will always be the ‘dominant’ one. But when you see someone with a Master’s ring like this,” I said holding mine up to her eyes, “you will live in your second life for as long as we need you too, or your first life says no more and takes the ring off. “Your second life will be the following: Your only wish is to serve your Masters and Mistress, and to please them in any way you can. You will only address us as Master or Mistress when we are alone or with other slaves. If nonslaves are present when we give you a command, you will respond with Yes and our first name. You will perform any sexual act we wish, and enjoy it with no regret. You will love us and worship us as gods, and we shall reward you with pleasure beyond your imagination. We own your body, but you still own your mind and soul. You are our slave, but that of choice. Kiss my ring, slave, to declare your obedience.” “Yes, Master.” Julie the slave said as she kissed my ring. Joey held his out and she kissed it also.

“Julie, before you can have any more sexual contact with us, you will have to go to the doctor and make sure you don’t have any VD. Understand?” “Yes Master,” Julie said happily. “Hey Tim. I’m horny again. Can we figure out if any of these girls want to so we can screw around with them?” “How come there are only five this time?” I asked. “Shit. There were a lot more virgins who hadn’t given any blow jobs in this group. Including that Teresa chick. Man, she was HOT!” “Well, Heather and Cindy may wind up slaves too, but only if Ted does. It looks like we have another fifteen minutes before they gotta get dressed. Julie, go frig each girl to get them wet, and make sure you suck off the juices from your finger before you do the next.” “Oh, yes Master. Thank you!” Julie said, licking her lips. Julie went over to the first girl, a nice tanned blonde with tan lines. Julie knelt down and started to finger her.

Joey said, “This is Mary. She lost her cherry to a Senior a few years ago, and now she’s a Senior. She’s had sex with two other guys, one of them just last week. She hasn’t given anyone head yet, though. And the other three are virgins. Betty on the other end sounds like she can’t get enough cum, so I kinda like her. She’s a freshman.” “So probably Betty and maybe Heather?” “Yeah that’s what I was thinking. But we don’t have to do it now. I mean, with Julie and Sheryl… Man I wish we could get Teresa. She is one hot looking woman.” “Okay, Julie, I think we have seen enough. Come over here and let me taste your tits.” “Yes, Master. Billy used to put chocolate syrup all over them and suck them.” “Yeah, we’ve thought of that too,” Joey said. “We have a gallon of chocolate syrup, twelve pints of whip cream, some strawberry topping, vanilla ice cream… anyway, lets just say we will be making a Julie sundae later.” “Oh, thank you, Master! I can’t wait to feel your hot tongues on my frozen hard nipples.” I slipped my hands down to her ass while I put my lips to her left breast. She tasted kind of.. well.. tangy I guess.

After a few minutes of some lustful sucking, I broke off and calmed down. My hands were still on her ripe ass, and that brought up a question. “Julie, have you ever had your ass fucked?” I asked while giving her cheeks a squeeze. “No <groan> Master. Tom wanted to, but Billy said no.” “Tom? Who’s he?” “Billy’s younger brother. He was a Senior last year. I used to go out with Tom, and Billy found us fucking on his bed one day. Oh! Master your hand feels so GOOD in my crack like that. Anyway.. After Tom came, Billy fucked me too. We did that for a couple of weeks. I would suck one of them while the other fucked me. Then Tom wanted to try out my ass, and I didn’t want to. I think if Billy hadn’t been there, Tom would have pushed me into it sooner or later. That’s why I dumped Tom and went with Billy. He didn’t show me that video until I mentioned how I used to like them… like using me like that. Oh, that feels soo goood Master. Please fuck your slut’s sexy ass?” “Not until you are tested for VD.” “I’m pretty sure I’m clean, Master. Billy and I both got checked after I dumped Tom. But I will get checked again. I do it every time I get a new boyfriend anyway.”

“Julie, lets make one thing clear. We are not your boyfriends. We are your Masters. There is no love here, just… well, just friendship and sex. Okay?” “Oh… okay Master, whatever you want.” “Shit.. hang on. JOEY! Will you stop playing with yourself? Why don’t you just get Betty to demonstrate one of her best blows?” “Heh, sorry. You holding her ass and stuff…. Well, I’m just in the mood for ass now.. oh well. HEY Teresa, come over here and strip again. I wanna see your bod. Betty, wrap your pretty lips around this… Yeah… But don’t make me cum. Just make me feel good. Did anyone ever tell you your ass lo…” I turned away from them and looked Julie in the eyes. “Julie, I want to talk to the real you for a few minutes.” “Yes Master….” “So, you havin’ fun?” “Yeah! I don’t think I’ve been this wet before. And I haven’t even fucked anyone yet. Do we really have to wait for me to go to the doctor? I really can’t imagine..” “Yes, we have to wait. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I think I might have misled you a little. You understand we can never be more than friends. I’m not looking for a lover. If you love Billy, you shouldn’t leave him. I was under the impression you..” “Nah. You were right. I’m just a slut,” she said with a weak grin. “I don’t really love Billy. He’s good to me, and he probably does love me, but…”

“But what. Come on, I need to know what is making you uncomfortable.” She sighed, then said, “I did love someone once. Hmmm, that’s weird. His name was Tim too. But he wasn’t anything like you. He sweet talked me a lot, and I guess I fell for it. He was my first, and the sex was great. But he dumped me a couple of months later, and I thought about doing myself in. But then I got horny thinking about him using me like that. And I guess… I guess I started to look for guys who just wanted to fuck. “But you were more interested in making sure I was happy with everything. You could have just made me whether I wanted to or not, couldn’t you.” “Yeah, but I won’t. I’ve seen what would happen to me if I started to do that. But I’m sorry if I got your hopes up. Maybe I can find you someone who..” “No. As long as you don’t like start beating me or something, I’ll be happy with this. But on second thought.. Maybe you could give me a graduation present and find somebody you could love me and use me at the same time. That would be great.” “Deal. Now, about your ass… Like I said, your body is mine until you take it back from me permanently. So if you want to save yourself some pain, start stretching it with something. Joey used a cucumber before I got to do…”

“You? fucked him? Wow. So how come you guys are looking for girls?” “Huh? We’re not queer. Well, maybe just a little bi, but we like girls a hell of a lot more. But after I screw your butt, you’ll know why we wanted to feel that ourselves. We don’t blow each other or anything. Okay, so I guess we do kiss a bit, and we like to handle each other and stuff. But… I don’t really think we’re fags. At least I know Joey isn’t.” “Speak for yourself!” Joey called over. “Whose ass do you think I wanted a few minutes ago? It wasn’t Julie’s..” “Yeah, it was Suzi’s. I checked.” I said giving him the all knowing look. “Shit… Okay, Betty. If I don’t stop you now, I’m not gonna be able to stop from cumming.. SHIT! Stop!.. Damn! I think she’s addicted, Tim.”

“I am not..” Betty said, while still longingly looking at Joey’s hardon. “I’m just hungry. It’s too close to lunch time.” “Shit. I’d never thought of it as food before. Hey Tim. Doesn’t the Japanese or someone serve whale cum at restaurants?” “Uhm, I don’t know. I’ve never..” “Yeah, I’ve heard that before too,” Betty said. “I’ve always wanted to try some. I bet it tastes fishy though. Sorta like Ken Brendle. Or Rick, uhm, something.” Joey and I looked at each other, then looked at Betty again. “Betty,” I began slowly, “how many times have you given head, anyway?” “I don’t know. I’ve lost count. I’ve probably sucked around forty different guys. But I do my brothers every morning and night. So if you count each one of those… thousands maybe.”

“Shit!” Joey, Julie, and I said at once. “How long have you been doing it?” I asked. “Hmmm.. Let me think. Jeff just started driving when he got me to try it. So he was sixteen, and I was… eight. But I didn’t do him very much. Just maybe once a month or something. Then when Jeff left for college, I guess I begged Lance to let me suck him. I got his very first cum,” she said proudly. “After a while, I was doing it every morning and after school. Brad just got old enough a couple of months ago and I started doing him too. He tastes sweeter than Lance, but that’s probably because he eats more sweet stuff.” “Shit. You’re a regular cumoholic. Fuck, I’m so horny, you might as well have me for lunch, Betty.” “Okay, but don’t tell Rob, all right? It’s his turn today at lunch.”

“Shit,” we all three exclaimed again. “Man, Joey. I think we better leave her alone. She wouldn’t leave anything for anyone else. We’d be sucked dry.” Betty popped Joey’s dick out of her mouth and said, “That’s sorta what my mom says. Even with three guys in the house, there still isn’t enough cum to go around for both me and her.” No of us said shit that time, but we all thought it. I sent the remaining girls to get dressed. Most of the others were just hanging around talking, several of them watching the action. “Betty, how long have you been awake?” I asked when I realized she wasn’t dreaming any longer. “What do you mean? I got up at six…” I back tracked in her memory, and found she had woken up when Joey asked her to suck him. She hadn’t really realized she was naked, but she was used to going without clothes when she was sucking at home.

“So how many do you do in a day?” Julie asked. She slipped her hand to my crotch, and started to rub it through my jeans. She popped it out again, making Joey groan, and said, “I try to get at least eight, but most of the time just five. I got twelve once, and my mom let me skip dinner since I was full….. I wish it wasn’t so fattening,” she added before sinking back down on Joey. I went through her head again, and discovered the source of her craving for cum. To Julie I said “Would you believe she actually thinks that she needs cum to stay alive?” “What?” Julie said. “Why do you say that?” “Her father hypnotized her when she was little. I bet he did the same thing to her mom. Betty thinks she needs cum every day now to stay healthy. The more she gets, the healthier she feels. It’s… sick to do that to your own daughter.”

Joey moaned, and started his shakes and shutters while Betty swallowed each jet straight down. When Joey stopped, she carefully milked it, then pulled it out slowly, making sure she didn’t leave anything behind. Betty smacked her lips, and said, “Hmmm, sorta less salty than normal. I guess he had cum in the past hour? It tasted that way. And he really didn’t give me that much.” “Uhm, yeah. Betty, you know no one else has to have cum like that. Doesn’t that make you feel.. uhm, different?” “Yeah, but the guys like it. So what if I don’t have many girlfriends. They can’t give me what I need, so who cares? Daddy always says..” “Daddy’s an asshole,” Julie muttered. “Julie, shut up,” I said. Then I thought to her, “I’m not going to tell her. At least not until I figure out how without screwing her up more than she is.” Julie’s eyes got real big from my telepathic message. But then she nodded and stayed quiet. “Hey! How did I get naked?” Betty yelled. “And why is she naked? And WHAT are you two guys doing in the lock..er..roooommm….hhh,” she said as I stepped forward and caught her before she hit the floor asleep.

“Shit. What happened?” Joey said, coming out of his daze. “Julie you better get dressed. I’ll arrange it so you can miss last period. Meet us up in room 302 then, okay?” “Yeah, that’s fine. What are you going to do with her?” “I’m just going to clean up her memories a bit from today so she won’t remember anything unusual happening. Hey, Joey. Do you want her to remember your blow job?” “Yeah, that’s fine. Did I hear you right earlier? Was she awake doing that?” “Yep. Now pull up your pants. We’re not stay here for fourth period.” Julie and Betty got dressed, and I had just finished with Betty’s head when the bell rang. I snapped Betty out of her light trance once she had walked out the door, and Joey and I slipped out after her.

“Where to now?” Joey asked. “I figured we could scope a lot more people out if we…” I told him my idea, and he agreed. We entered the lunchroom, and made our way past everyone in line for food. There were two separate lines, but the two cashiers sit next to each other so everyone exits through the same doorway into the eating area. There was a place behind the counters were you could sit and serve both lines at once, and since it wasn’t being used, that’s where we took our positions. It was easy for me. I touched every person in line while Joey wrote down their last name. Joey got tired of all the writing, so when one of our drawing friends came through, he agreed to take over for a while. Each person I touched with my mind would seek out Joey, Suzi, or myself if they had a serious problem or wanted something very badly. They would trust us and tell us without any hesitation, and they knew we would want something in return if we helped them.

Our helper went to eat his lunch once everyone had purchased their food, and a minute later we got our first customer. But before we could even hear him out, three more people came up to us, and then five more after that. That was a mess. Joey and I almost fled, but instead we came up with a solution. It took me ten minutes to straighten it out. Seemed like half of the people wanted help in some way. So I changed the conditions for their need to speak to one of us. If they desperately needed help, then they could arrange to have a private talk with one of us in our private room upstairs. The rest would have to figure things out on their own. And even with that limitation, we took down seventeen different names and arranged times to talk to them. As you might imagine, we didn’t do that again.

The bell rang, ending the first out of four lunch periods. Suzi would join us for the last lunch period since it was our scheduled lunch time. Joey and I discussed what to do until Suzi joined us, and as the second lunch crowd started trickling in, we decided to just go out into the lunch room and hop minds. Joey, Suzi and I had done this during lunch a few times after hopping to Brad’s house. It was fairly entertaining, but it was also pretty tiring for me. But we hadn’t tried it since Joey discovered he could share his energy/life force with me. We had only used this new ability to perk one of us up when we felt tired. But this time we would be using it to keep me from getting tired in the first place. We were having a lot of fun popping in and out of peoples heads.

One guy that was being a jerk to another suddenly found himself kissing the guy’s clothed butt. Another guy was trying to pick his nose without anyone seeing, so we had his finger slip into his nose as far as it could go. We did a few other tricks, and a couple of good deeds, and just as the bell rang ending that lunch, Joey and I discovered that it not only kept me from getting tired, but a whole lot more. Joey had wanted to try something with this one chick, and I wanted to do something with another. Before we realized, we had gone in different directions and had hopped into two different people. Not only was he sharing with me, but apparently I was sharing with him. Joey got real excited while all our guinea pigs left for class. “Joey, it doesn’t mean you can do it on your own. You probably would always have to be linked to me like this.” “I know.. But what if.. Man. The two of us. We could do ANYTHING.” “Yeah, but how long would we stay friends like that. Remember when we both were in that contest in scouts? You and I didn’t talk for weeks afterwards..” “Yeah, but that’s different. But I guess you’re right. We probably would wind up competing with each other. And sooner or later one of us would probably have to take over the other… Well, if after disconnecting I can still do it, just do your thing so that won’t happen, K?” “Uhm, maybe. Well, here’s your first victim. Let ‘er rip, Joey.”

After concentrating on her, the girl in question suddenly walked over and said, “Tim, this is Joey. Would you like to see some tits and… What am I saying?” She turned red, and hurried away from my shocked expression. “SHit! I lost it. It was working, but then… I can’t do it anymore. hhhhhhhrrrr,” Joey said frustrated. “I guess whatever I shared with you, you must have used it up. What’s the matter? Headache?” “Yeah. I think I tried to hard. Hey, let me connect up just to see if it will get rid of it, k?” “Yeah, all right.” He did and said, “Wow. That took it away real fast.” “So, what do you want to do now?” “You remember that idea you told me about? The one where you were trying to send commands to a bunch of people at once?” “Yeah, and I tried it. I couldn’t do it because… Oh, I get it. With two of us… yeah okay! You take the left end, and I’ll take the right. Who do you want to do? And what do we do to them?”

We looked around watching the tables slowly fill up. Then Julie showed up and sat down at a table of other girls. “Hey, aren’t they all Golden Girls?” I asked Joey, the expert on the subject. “Yeah, and so are all those girls at the table in front of them. Okay, target selected. Now, what are we going to hit them with?” “Something kinky. Uhm, have them all touch themselves?” “Nah. What about making them all scratch their tits.” “Might draw too much attention. But then again two of them just did it and nobody even noticed. You did that, didn’t you?” “I think so, yeah, sorry. I didn’t really mean too. I see how you had trouble doing things accidentally in Jr. High. But even if it does draw attention, who cares?” “Yeah, okay. But just one scratch, not that desperate kind of clawing you did a moment ago. Hey, instead of a rope shape, let’s try like a blanket or something. You hold the left front, I’ll hold the right front, and the back can just flop free. I think that would work okay. It isn’t the same as my rope. When I was doing it by myself, it was like a whip because I could only hold one end.” “Yeah, okay. Ready?”

I began to form a mental image of my mind holding a single corner of a bed sheet and felt a tension against it when Joey had ‘picked’ up another corner. We began ‘dragging’ the sheet above the heads of people eating, then dropped it over the two tables we had picked. Nearly simultaneously, all eleven girls took their right hands and scratched their left breast with a single stroke. None of them noticed, but a few other people did. “COOL!” we both said. “Hey, do you feel tired?” Joey asked. “I don’t.” “No, I’m not tired at all,” I replied. “Let’s do a bigger one.” “Okay, but what? The more people we get to do it, the more obvious it gets.” “Well, do you think we could cover the whole room?” “I don’t think I want to try that yet. What if we both got headaches?” “Yeah.. Hey, then what about a class?” “Perfect! This is going to be so COOL,” Joey said excitedly.

We left the cafeteria and peeked into a couple class rooms, borrowing a pair of eyes for a moment in each class. “I like this one,” Joey said on the fourth class. “Lots of good looking girls.” “Yeah, but there’s almost thirty people in there. Oh well. What do you want to try? Maybe bow to their teacher or something?” “Hmm. Yeah, that’s good for starters.” We did this several times, and each time we got a little better. Pretty soon, we were having them get up out of their desks, twirl around three times, and then sit down and cross their legs. It was a pretty cool effect. “Hey, the bell is going to ring in about seven minutes,” I said looking at someone’s watch. “Let’s go and try something with Suzi’s class. Hmmm, do you think we could somehow make a hole in that sheet so Suzi doesn’t get hit by it?” “Awe man. If we can, I got the perfect thing to try,” Joey said rubbing his hands together.

Suzi was sitting at her desk, trying not to watch the time while she worked on her math. As usual, a few people were talking in low voices when they were supposed to be working on the homework during the last ten minutes of class. Usually this didn’t bother her because half the time she was one of those people. But she was trying to get as much done because she wasn’t sure whether she would have time later with it being Joey’s birthday. She looked up at the clock for the tenth time in half as many minutes. “Five minutes,” she thought to herself. She drew her attention back to the problem she had been working on, and a moment later realized those people had finally shut up. But then there was a lot of strange shuffling going on, and when she recognized the sound of a zipper, and then several more, she looked up.

Everyone in the class, including the teacher, had their eyes shut, their tongue hanging out the left side of their mouth, and their hands down in their pants while they masturbated. Suzi bolted out of her desk looking all around her, then crossed her arms and said, “Okay fellas.. Come out, come out, where ever you are.” Everyone in the class said, “Suzi!” making her jump. Everyone then started to wiggle in their seats, then suddenly came out of their trance like state and immediately were shocked to find what they were doing. Then they realized everyone else was in the same predicament, and a few of them noticed Suzi was standing, apparently the only one not affected. The entire class had turned red, including Suzi. She sat down in a flash, and gathered her things. By the time she got up to leave, everyone was completely unaware anything had happened. Suzi just walked out of the class without anyone noticing. “Come along, boys,” she said as she walked right by us, not even looking at our smiling faces. “I have some muscle bound jocks I want to check out.”

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When we find ourselves ensnared by horror’s cold grasp, knowing our lives and the lives of those we love could be stolen at any moment, it is our actions which define us as people. What is kind may not always be so wise, and the wisest of choices may not always be ideal.

The world was drowned out by the sound of her own rapidly pounding heart, the fortitude of her long overused muscles steadily failing and surging with twinges of pain from each galloping stride. Carna’s mighty arms tensed around the two women she carried, her fire haired lover grasping her form as she stared into the shrieking distance, the now unconscious Sunflower hanging limply over the amazon’s shoulder; Lily screamed, “Oh god, Carna don’t stop!” Her voice was terrified, her body trembling as the fine hair on the back of her neck stood on end at the sight of something unknown to Carna, but it was this very fear that carried the fleeing woman to renewed vigor and hastened her charge to greater heights than she had known her body capable of. The deafening rhythm of erratic pulsing flooding her ears had been dissolved by the sound of terror in Lily’s voice, and now the ever closer cries and screeches just on her heels echoed through the night and made her skin crawl. Suddenly Lily cried out, “Carna!”; a burning sting jolted through her veins from the back of her straining thigh, the warm flow of blood painting her leg as another gashed the small of her back. The redhead whimpered as she watched her partner’s flesh being opened before her, her towering figure wincing with each swipe, her gait growing off balance with each step and feeling as though she would collapse at any moment; Lily wanted to do something, anything to help her lover, but tears filled her eyes at the overwhelming sensation of helplessness. Another violent claw raked its way across Carna’s back, a spatter of blood streaking across the grass behind them, and their momentum ever so faintly began to slow.

Lily’s tears drifted through the air as lash after lash bore into her lover, her heart breaking further at the ever growing futility of their situation, her body trembling at the realization of what she must do. The fiery haired girl planted her hands firmly against Carna’s shoulder, and with all her might she began to force herself from the mighty grip in hopes to relieve burden; an attempt quite short lived. Tensing her powerful muscles at the sudden resistance, the amazon jerked the form of her partner securely to her torso, her voice booming over her labored breaths, “What the hell do you think yo-…” The freckled girl’s eyes, shimmering with sorrowful tears, gazed lovingly into Carna’s own, and with a timid and desperate tone she spoke, “…You’ll m-make it without me…..” Instinct cried for the bronze woman’s movements to halt at the sudden revelation, terrified at the mere implications of what she was hearing but doing all she could to resist, knowing if she stopped it would be the end of them. Biting her lip, her eyelids shutting so tight it hurt, the fearful determination of the towering woman’s visage melted away into a look of deeply pained sadness; she knew Lily was right about one thing, “…I’m sorry…” With no time to hesitate, and with a guilt ridden heart, Carna planted a foot into the grass like an anchor, and in a single powerful heave she pulled the helpless girl from her shoulder and tossed her aside, immediately bolting from the reduced weight far ahead of the lashing shrieks behind them. Sunflower’s trance-like state writhed on the ground as she was abandoned, the sobbing cries of a red haired girl fading into the darkness beyond, drowned out by the sounds of bestial screeches closing in from all directions.

“…Y-you left her behind…..” The first words to escape Lily’s mouth took a vacant tone as she stared over Carna’s shoulder into the blackness that had long grown silent, still unable to quite comprehend the reality of what had transpired only minutes earlier. The shame plagued woman’s heart broke at the sound of her lover’s voice, knowing she had hurt her in a way she could never heal; the fact remained however, the two of them were alive, and as soon as they had lost Sunflower the shrieking too had faded into a bad memory. Taking refuge behind the first ivory formation large enough to provide comfort, Carna placed Lily’s feet to the ground, wrapped her strong arms around her soft and pale shoulders, and quietly cried under her whispering breath, “…Better than leaving you.” The two of them stood there without a word to be said, the tall woman’s large frame dropping to her knees before Lily and embracing her by the waist, burying tears into her stomach as if begging her to understand such a heartless action. The redhead’s eyes gazed down at the collapsing figure of the woman she had known to be so fierce, her unbreakable exterior wilting into vulnerability she never knew Carna to have; blood streaked down the dark skin of her back and legs, dripping into the damp grass below, and doing her best to put aside the contempt rapidly filling her heart Lily placed her arms around her partner’s shoulders and comfortingly stroked dark hair. Abandoning Sunflower had been unforgivable, a vile act she thought even the worst of people would resist the urge to commit, yet she had begun to understand exactly why the woman she loved had done it. Kneeling into the grass and properly embracing her beloved, the two women held one another close and wept.

Hours went by as Carna slept, her body slashed and strained to its very brink having been all she could bare, and as the grief and sadness had taken her mind even someone so mighty had eventually collapsed. Lily sat beside her partner’s resting form, her own mind reeling and flooded with countless thoughts and emotions, any of which threatening to scar her; her eyes studied Carna’s body and the wounds upon it which were already beginning to close at an unnatural speed. They had been through so much, each of them in a nightmare that none of them had asked for, and in the face of such horrors there is no telling what our hearts will tell us to do to survive and protect those we love. In truth, Lily knew that if one of them had not been sacrificed then they all would have been, but to have the guilt of her own survival nailed into her was something impossible for her to endure. Had they truly saved Sunflower only to throw her away like bait? They had rescued a helpless woman from a cruelty none should ever face only to abandon her to something even worse, all in the name of self preservation; it should have been her that remained behind, she had tried to make it so, and it had been that very failure which willed Carna to dictate Sunflower’s fate. This wretched place had fed upon all within it, and more than ever she just wanted to escape its reaches, though she knew not if such a thing would ever be possible. Tears overwhelmed her and she began to shiver as the emotions welled up inside, the shock which armored her fading to allow all to ensnare her heart, and her knees grew weak and began to buckle. Her legs giving out beneath her, Lily shifted her weight towards the ivory structure and planted her palms against it to catch herself with a soft thud; just as the tears flooded outward, a faint rumbling could be heard from just in front of her, and the hard white surface upon which she rested gradually dissolved to dust.

Lily stared as the ivory structure before her crumbled to the grass below to reveal an acutely sloped passage descending into an impossible darkness beyond. An intense wave of dank scent violated the redhead’s senses as she peered in, its potency briefly choking her and making her recoil back with a heavy cough that stirred Carna; “You okay…?” Lily cleared her throat, “Y-…yeah. I just uh… I found something.” The red haired girl nodded towards the strange opening as she took a deep breath. Carna winced as she lifted her heavy frame from the ground, stumbling a moment and grasping the edge of the passage to compose herself. “Please don’t get up… you need more rest.” The freckled girl whimpered as she saw her partner struggling to maintain posture, her hand reaching out to rest upon Carna’s side. Though it could not be seen, Carna blushed at the tenderness; “…Do you not hate me, Lily?” Another whimper, the redhead’s view averting to the side, “I hate what you did… I don’t think I could ever hate you.” The paler of the two took the other’s hand and guided her back towards the ground, the two of them sitting side by side with their backs to the outer edge of the structure’s gap. The mask of the red haired girl rested softly against the larger woman’s shoulder, their fingers woven tenderly together, their bodies pressed against one another in perfect harmony.

“…Really hate these masks… I wasn’t claustrophobic before but now… kinda starting to get to me.” Lily nuzzled her head against Carna’s shoulder, her thumb gently drawing little circles on her partner’s hand; Carna gazed down upon the red haired girl, her hand squeezing securely upon Lily’s, “…Want it off?” Lily’s body shifted suddenly at the thought, her eyes staring in Carna’s direction with a hidden expression of shock; why had she never considered the thought? Sunflower’s mask had been partially torn away during the attack, and Carna herself destroyed the plates restricting her hands. Nodding with a sudden rush of enthusiasm, Lily repositioned herself, resting her weight on her knees just before the amazon, her large breasts pressing against one another between her arms as her hands came to rest upon her thighs. “C-could you? I… I can’t really stand it anymore,” Lily looked down to the ground, the big toe of either of her feet bashfully fiddling with the other as a slight flush covered her cheeks. Carna’s reached out as she shifted her posture to tower over Lily, one of her powerful hands taking firm hold of the left of the redhead’s mask as the other delicately stroked the fiery strands themselves before clasping the opposing side of the binding. Taking a deep, slow breath as she braced her mighty bronze frame, Carna clasped with all her strength upon the indents of the mask’s exterior; robust arms flexed with all of their might as they began to pull in contrast with one another, the ivory plate sounding a loud pop as cracks began to form down the center. Slivers of intimidation made their way into Lily’s mind at the sight of her lover’s immense strength, a slight touch of fear at the loud cracking filling the interior of her confines, and just as her nerves began to overtake her a luminous clarity befell her visage, and the mask’s halves crumbled violently to either side.

As the remnants of bone plating withered to dust, a mane of wavy red hair cascaded freely downward, framing Lily’s subtly round face and coming to rest along her neck and collar. A cute button nose rested between two slightly plump cheeks flush in a gentle rosy hue, all dressed in a belt of freckles running across just beneath a pair of eyes blended blue and green. The pink heart of the husky girl’s lips half hid beneath pearly white teeth as she bit softly upon the lower of the pair; Lily averted her eyes, a sudden wave of nerves coursing through her at the realization that the woman she loved was seeing her for the first time. Carna gazed longingly upon her lover’s enchanting features, her tan fingers gingerly gracing the contour of her jaw and guiding her to look ahead once more, “…Don’t look away, beautiful.” Eyes widening, the redhead perked up and blushed a deeper shade of red as she stared affectionately forward, “W-well… you saw me… Y-your turn?” Looking away at the sound of her words, as with some sense of shame, Carna paused a moment in silence; Lily reached out and took her hand, “…Please?” Giving a hushed nod, Carna tilted her head down, placed a hand upon each side of her own mask, and with the same ferocity as she had done for Lily the white plating was torn away, shards scattering across the grass to either side and crumbling to dust. A face consistent with the contrasting femininity of her otherwise mighty form stared off to the side as if in hiding, its unexpected beauty threatened to spoil by the unsure expression it held.

Lily studied every detail of Carna’s face in longing, reflecting her lover’s own actions as her hand turned the amazon to look upon her in full view. A sudden jolt of surprise swept over Lily which she dare not show as the other side of Carna’s beauty came into view; a deeply broad scar lined her cheek from just beneath her eye to far beyond the curtain of dark hair, her eye peppered in a cruel myriad of tiny gash marks. Clearing what was left to uncover of her beloved’s visage, Lily swept her long and silky hair back to tuck it behind her ear, and in her most passionate of demeanors she leaned up and pressed her lips tightly to Carna’s. A blush filled Carna’s scarred expression as the chubby girl with the most sensual of curves she had ever seen took control; Lily pressed forward with great intensity, her thick milky thighs climbing into the amazon’s lap as arms curled around the back of Carna’s neck to pull her ever closer. Losing herself in the passion Carna allowed her insecurities to melt away, sliding her sturdy hands up and down Lily’s sides before coming to rest on her broad hips; their lips moved in perfect synchronization with one another, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle as they unleashed their deepest passions. Two large pairs of breasts melded together as the lovers tenderly embraced, Lily’s hands exploring the bronze goddess now grasping her round ass, squeezing its soft and pale flesh and pulling her hips closer.

Free of their facial restraints the lovers now unleashed their inner most passion, their bodies pressing and shifting together in a beautiful rhythmic display that tumbled to the grass. Carna slipped her hand along the exterior of the Lily’s supple thigh as her knee lifted it skywards, slipping between the redhead’s legs and pressing her own muscular thigh into the fire haired groin of her partner. Heavy panting puffed hot breath between lips, two tongues wrestling and writhing in throws of bliss as a dark muscular frame took control of the softest and most tender freckled body. Lily’s swelling mound, now flush red and dripping warm nectar, rocking and grinding against Carna’s powerful thigh, the pressure sending blissful pulses through her body and making her shiver. The amazonian beauty gripped her lover firmly and planted her back against the grass, pushing her knee upward between the red haired girl’s blushing thighs and leaning down to take the puffy inverted bud of Lily’s plump breast into her mouth and sucking deeply upon it. Lily gasped, her fingers exploring her lover’s jungle of dark hair, pressing her deeper into her breast as her nipple hardened between the amazon’s lips and began to poke forth. Mighty hands clenched her squishy breasts, massaging them eagerly while Carna’s mouth kissed from one breast to the other, taking the remaining nipple in and feasting upon it. Moans fled heart shaped lips at the intense suction upon Lily’s breasts, her juices flowing thick against the pressing muscles against her heated, parting vulva; then Carna began to kiss lower.

Down further and further her lover’s brown lips explored what felt like every inch of her cushioned stomach, her tongue twirling briefly around the navel before her mouth further explored down to Lily’s abdomen and then finally her pelvis. The eel like muscle of Carna’s tongue flicked and teased around the redhead’s puffy, hot mound without mercy, powerful kisses exploring the inner reaches of her groin and along the milky expanse of her thighs without once touching her most tender areas. Nectar flowed heavily from just beneath the fiery hairs of the heated woman’s tamed bush, her lust now overwhelming her and driving her wild; “Y-you tease… Please, Darling… stop taunting me.” Carna smirked devilishly, quite pleased with herself at Lily’s begging. Lifting herself high upon her knees, the hard-bodied woman took sturdy hold of her lover’s thighs and lifted her lower body upward until her delicious scent was only inches from her face. Blushing a deep, intense shade of red Lily gazed upon the looming figure taking full control of her vulnerable body; a hearty gasp filled the air at the sudden rush of pleasure as Carna stroked her broad tongue along the engorged gap of Lily’s womanhood. The sound of her lover’s uncontrollable moaning was pure divinity to Carna, urging her lips and tongue to greater depths as she sucked and lapped the sweet flower’s nectar. “O-oh my god, Carna… how are y-you so good at this…!?” Lily’s eyes rolled into the back of her head which pressed against the grass, her back arching instinctually as the beautiful titan between her thighs orally made love to her. Carna dug deeper into her lover, her tongue curling and twirling within her sugary depths; reaching her hand closer she gently teased Lily’s clitoris, rubbing and massaging the nub in varying patterns and occasionally taking each labia into her mouth with intense suction. Lily felt faint, the rush of blood to her head with the surging pulses of bliss between her legs far more than she had been ready to handle, and then ecstasy; the red haired girl’s moan was almost a scream as the orgasm spread throughout her entire body like magic, her every nerve in pure elation as wave after wave coursed to every extreme from her most sensual of places. Carna continued to kiss as the climax faded, her tongue thoroughly cleaning each and every drop of nectar from rose flushed skin matching that of Lily’s freckled face panting for air, her large breasts heaving above her racing heart. The flex of bronze muscles eased the fairer of the two’s hips gently into the grass, and Carna took position beside her lover; pulling her close and kissing her neck with delicate little pecks that sent shivers through Lily’s body, the two of them snuggled close and securely in the sanctuary of the ivory structure’s overhang, and slumber took hold once more.

Far in the distance, eclipsed by the void of unnatural shadows, an unseen figure drifted just beyond the line of nearby trees. Not even the slightest of sounds could be heard from the mysterious silhouette drifting only a few yards away from the women whom slept ahead, their nude forms entwined with one another just at the foot of the ivory passage that had beckoned the figure near. As the two of them had made love they had been so distracted it never occurred to either of them that perhaps they were not alone, and neither of them noticed the eerie presence. It had been there since before their passion had taken hold, watching every move they made in silence; watching and waiting.

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2 girls meet on the first day and wound up together doing things

It was the first day of school at St. Jean’s All Girl School. Christine had been here for 2 years and was a junior. She had long black hair with caramel colored skin and hazel colored eyes. She was about 5’7 and had the body of Jennifer Lopez, but bigger breasts than she would’ve hoped for. She was wearing her uniform, nice white blouse, which was open 3 buttons down, a black mini skirt and black flats.

Normally, she was on time before the bell, but instead she decided “why not make an entrance being late”. So the late bell had rung and she walked into her homeroom class. She took her seat which was located in the back, where she noticed a new student. The girl was sitting in the seat next to hers. So she made her way to her seat and looked at the girl, getting better details.

The girl was pretty. She had luscious brown hair that looked incredibly smooth, fair even skin tone, her uniform fit her perfectly.
“Hi” Christine said to the girl. “I’m Christine”
The girl turned around and said, “Hi, I’m Serena”
“You new here?”
“Yeah, first day. Kinda nervous”
“Don’t be. This school is like any other”
Christine noticed that Serena had brown eyes, which striked her because she was a sucker for brown eyes. She also noticed that Serena’s body was fit and shaped very nicely. Especially her breasts, because they looked more bigger than hers. Christine licked her lips, not noticing that Serena was watching her.
“Christine?” Serena asked.
“Yeah?”
“Would you show me around school later? I’m still kinda lost here, being new and all”
“Sure. i can show you around. How bout after 8th period?”
“Sure. I’ll see you then” Serena said, smiling at Christine as the bell rang.

They went off to their classes. When 8th period finally ended, Christine met up with Serena in the library. They stayed to talk a little bit, before starting the tour. Christine gave her the basic rules and such for the school. Told her about the cliques, who she wanted to avoid and who she should hang with. But something else clicked in her mind, but she was getting a little horny from it. She thought she should try the new girl before someone else did.
“Serena?” Christine asked
“Yeah.”
“Have you ever kissed?”
“Yeah, my ex boyfriend.”
“Have you ever kissed a girl?”
“uh…no”
“Well wanna try?”
Serena was confused. She had come here to get more education, but little did she know that being in a school with all girls, would change her life.
“Come on” Christine said, “It won’t hurt. Try it and if you don’t like it, I’ll let it go”
“Ok. I’ll try”
Christine smiled. She moved her chair closer to Serena, so that they could be side by side and close. Serena was a little nervous and held onto her chair as if she were about to fall.
“Serena relax” Christine murmured into her ear. Serena felt Christine’s hand gently slide around her neck and pull towards her. Christine gently placed her lips onto Serena’s and kissed. She noticed that Serena went completely relaxed and opened her mouth for more. Christine took the invite and gave Serena some tongue. A moan escaped from Serena and Christine both as they deepened the kiss. Five minutes later, Serena broke the kiss pushing Christine away.
“wow. that was….”
“Good. incredibly good” Christine finished.
“very” she said smiling at Christine.
“SO do you want to start that tour?”
“Yeah.”

They got up and began to walk around school. Christine started the tour at Ms. Herbs class, the math teacher. She opened the door and Ms. Herbs looked up and smiled mischievously.
“Hello girls. How may i help you?”
“This is Ms. Herbs, our math teacher. She’s also my favorite teacher. Ms. Herbs this is Serena, the new student.”
“Oh. Nice to meet you” Ms. Herbs said shaking her hands and looking her up and down. Serena felt nervous. Christine shut the doors and closed the blinds and dimmed the room.
“Christine, what are you doing?” Serena asked.
“Don’t worry about her, darling” Ms. Herbs said unbuttoning her white blouse. Serena was shocked. Her teacher was undressing in front of her. But she couldn’t help but notice that she was beautiful with a gorgeous body. Her blonde hair that was pulled up into a bun, now hang around down her shoulders, blue eyes, pale skin, a body to die for and some medium sized breasts she’d love to lick. All of these made her wet in her pussy, but she tried covering it by closing her legs tight.
“Oh Christine. It seems our new girl has a wet problem” Christine stood behind Serena and reached her arms to her front to pull up her skirt. Ms. Herbs bent down between Serena’ legs.
“Oh Serena, darling, you’re soaked. Lets get these panties off”
Ms. Herbs gently pulled off Serena’s panties and put them aside.
“Darling, your so wet. I want to taste that pussy of yours” Without waiting, Ms. Herbs licked her pussy. Christine tucked Serena’s skirt and unbuttoned Serena’s shirt as she moaned from Ms. Herbs tongue. Serena felt like she was in heaven. She ran her fingers through Ms. Herbs hair. She felt Christine massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. After a while, she had came. Ms. Herbs stood up and kissed Serena, giving her a taste of her juices. once they stopped, They all got dressed and proceeded as if nothing happened. Christine had turned the lights on, opened the shades and opened the door. Serena smiled at Christine. Before she left the class, Serena gave Ms. Herbs a long kiss and slapped her ass.
“Get out of here you two” Ms. Herbs smiled. “And behave. Serena?”
“Yes, MS. Herbs?” she asked.
“I’ll Be waiting for you” she smiled mischievously. Serena licked her lips sexily, making Ms. herbs wet again and her fingers working her pussy as they left.

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Molly had a great life. Her husband worked for a major international Corporation and made six figures… They had two children, both girls… Stefani and Kristi… 8 and 5 respectively… Molly had just turned 30 and hubby was 36.

Her husband Kris was one of the top executives at O-Leon Corp., SW Division. It was owed by a huge company called Luther Corp. The owner-ship of Luther Corp was unknown to everyone at O-Leon. A deep dark secret; the staff joked. Speculation ran from the CIA too the Chinese to a rich Kansas farm boy… The wages were so good no one really cared who owed it.

Molly had not had to work since she was 24 so her children benefited, as did the community. Molly was involved in community projects. She would pick one project per year giving her plenty of time for herself and her children.

She enrolled in a gymnastic program and every winter she took up self defence. She used to laugh saying she could take any 12 year old.

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Stefani was in grade 3 and doing quite well. Kristi was in her first full day, four day week program. She had attitude and it was of concern to her teacher. Molly contended that Kristi is person and not a machine so put up with it…she will grow out of it.

Teachers these days are fucking wimps, Molly told her husband…his reply; I wonder were Kris got her attitude form.

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Kris had to do many things outside the office and Molly had tried to take up as much as possible so she could accompany her husband…and example being golf…Molly was trying very hard to be a good corporate wife…after all their lifestyle depended on Kris making those bucks.

To Molly-s chagrin the day came when she was invited to go golfing with the other wives. As Molly told the ladies straight off, big mouth that she has:
— I had three brothers, I like men, hanging with chic-s has never been my thing.

Molly had told the ladies that once a month was about all she could handle. She had to eat her words because as time-past it became more like three times month… almost a regular they laughed.

The GROUP as they referred to themselves went out at night every other month. Girl-s night out… That was Wanda-s idea. Wanda was the-man-s wife. She liked to keep up appearances she said. Molly had her suspicions but left well enough alone.

The ladies, Wanda, Molly plus totaled seven women. All wives of the top executives… Molly was the strongest there was no completion there…and probably the biggest if you took the fat off Trina. Having been raised with brothers also made her the least lady like.

The GROUP joked that it was not ladies night out, it was ladies and escort. Wearing slacks all the time did not help Molly-s image.

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AS one would expect when woman are out alone some guy will get to aggressive. Molly had been with the GROUP for nearly five months when things went awry. One girls night out some asshole went after Tiny; Brenda. Brenda-s petite… she stands perhaps 5’1 and weighs all of 110 lbs…

She was coming back from the washroom when he intercepted her, not allowing her to pass. Molly intervened…he told her to fuck off…BOOM!
The shit hit the fan as she clobbered the guy. He got tossed out, Molly got tossed out… after she punched the bouncer…then the dumb sob went after Molly outside…He got in a few but she literally kicked his ass. Not only is she strong, but Molly has fast reflexes and leg strength equal to most men. Add in karate…

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Molly is not some dyke bitch. She is just well built. She is fit, weighs 178…stands 5’10 ½. Molly is a rural girl. Played lots of sports…fought a lot with her brothers. She has strong legs and a very healthy ass on her, and a flat stomach, not muscular. Her feet and hands are not masculine either…but they-re strong…

Her nose is straight, her skin pretty much flawless. Molly-s dark hair with rust highlights is past her shoulders, worn mostly in a pony tail.
Brown eyes… Molly is an attractive woman whose looks disarm most men. Her breasts are B cups with dark nipples… all in all a babe with an attitude.

Molly is what people refer to as grounded; a lot of people love her because of that; a lot of people do not like her because of that…

Molly is educated, college, Agriculture; she also has a talent that few would expect from a rural girl. She is fluent in Japanese. A Japanese family moved in next door when she as young; consequently one of her best friends was a Japanese girl…

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The long and winding road a corporate wife must travel became a twisted trail one afternoon when she had Brenda over for an afternoon Tea and chat…chic stuff… Brenda a Molly had hit it off after a few outings.

Molly-s scrap had become the talk of O-Leon Corp… Of course there was plenty of joking but all in all it was treated with praise. Molly really did not care.

This topic came up some-how during their conversation, Brenda said;
— I wish you had joined the GROUP a couple of years ago…

— Why? Was Molly-s response…

Brenda clamed up… Her demeanor indicated something serious so Molly repeated her response

— Why?

Brenda tried to change the topic but tears in her eyes brought out Molly-s aggressive nature. Finally it was revealed that the CEO expected the ladies to lie down for him two or three times a year.

—- What does Wanda say?

—- She is the facilitator Molly, Brenda revealed. Wanda believes that these men work hard and sex helps to keep their stress levels in check. She is looking after her husband.

— I am a little surprised at you Brenda, aren-t you Christian.

— Yes… Roman Catholic…

Molly changed the subject by asking Brenda if she would like more tea…maybe a sandwich or some cookies. Molly is not a judgemental person. Her upbringing regarding sex had been open, and she saw lots of goings on in college; as long as it is consensual.

Brenda said no to the sandwich and cookies; leaving shortly thereafter.

The following week was ladies night. Molly baled on ladies night out. The day after Brenda called and asked if she could come over… The answer was yes, of course.

Brenda arrived sooner than Molly anticipated catching her in the yard cleaning the old sand out of the children-s sand box. Brenda and Molly talked for the 10 or so minutes it took Molly to finish this task..

They entered the house;
—- I am going to take a shower Brenda. You know where the coffee is, make yourself at home.

Brenda gave Molly a questioning look;
—- You trust me in your house?

Molly laughed;
—- Of course, what are you going to do, rearrange my furniture.

—- NO! It looks great just as it is, you have good taste.

Molly laughed again;
— I will tell you a secret. When we moved in I hired a professional to set up furniture. It has not moved in five years. I know as much about Quantum Mechanics as I do about making a home Brenda. Out in the sand box and yard is where I belong.
————————— You know…, dirt under the finger nails; sand in my pants, that kind of thing.
[Molly winks].

— Sand in your pants, that sounds uncomfortable Molly.

— Yeah, it is… adds a caution factor to your hygiene. When I was in college there was this beach party and it got wild.

There was an uncomfortable pause, for Brenda.

— WELL, you can make yourself a coffee or come upstairs while I shower…check me out…you can report back to the GROUP…or is it just Wanda?

Brenda blushes, Molly gives Brenda a warm smile;
— Come on Brenda, were both girls, no sin in that. [ Molly heads up the stairs].

Molly stops at mid-flight;
— There is a water dispenser on the refrigerator, grab a glass and come-up…we can talk after I am out of the shower.

Molly likes a long shower but today she kept the door open and an eye on the mirror watching for Brenda. It took her awhile but eventually Brenda past by the door sending her reflection to Molly.

Molly grabs a large towel and exits the en-suite into the bedroom with it wrapped around her. Brenda looks at Molly. Molly drops the towel and Brenda-s expression changes;
—- Well, do I pass, Molly asks? Spinning around showing her all…

—-Yes…, do you every Molly… WOW…! It-s hard to believe you can hide that body under those loose fitting clothes. I never expected…

Molly smiles;
— It-s only for my husband Brenda, no one else. You being the sole exception in nearly ten years…

Molly dresses and the girls go down to the kitchen for coffee. Molly builds a couple of sandwiches to go with the coffee. The conversation flows much easier now. They sit at the kitchen table:
— So what-s the scoop Brenda, you good to go or are you still tongue tied.

Brenda laughs, now that she is more at ease with Molly;
—- I am better now thanks Molly.

Molly picks up her sandwich, looks at Brenda, an giving a little shoulder shrug;
— Ok, what gives. Spill the beans.

Brenda-s story;
— About two years ago pressure was brought to bear on me more or less forcing me to get involved with the wife-s of O-Lean. Little did I know the Pandora-s box I opened. I hated it right from the beginning and you know for me to say that it must have really tuned me off.

I could sense something was wrong from the outset but I prefer to think the best of people, a flaw in my Christianity I suppose. I kept getting little hints about corporate wives and their duties not only to their own husbands but to the other important management members…
—————————– After all they are under the gun 24/7 to provide us with a great lifestyle so we should not expect a free ride.—

— Or something to that effect Molly… So, five months ago they, Wanda, wanted a hot tub party on girl-s night out. I dreaded that night. I am shy about showing my body. I consoled myself by saying it would be woman only… Boy, was I wrong.

It was girls only…but the wine was poured…you know how it is Molly;
— Come on Tiny… have some fun, or lighten up…

So I thought, ok… do not be a downer Brenda… a couple of glasses of wine won-t kill ya. I was becoming affected but things seemed to be ok.
Then John showed up, CEO and Wanda-s husband… Ya know, one of the management team we ostensibly are to look after sexually. I had figured that out by this time. John was very polite to everyone, talking to half a dozen bare chested women. I was submerged up to my mouth.

Ya know Molly, he never even looked at those women-s chests, and they all had their tits exposed for him to see. Then he saw me and seemed a little surprised.
—- Hello Brenda, I did not expect to see you here in the witches- caldron.

I could not see Wanda-s face but I did see Sharon-s reaction to her reaction. I knew it was not good.
John walked away calmly, as if he did not have a care in the world. BUT, just before he left the patio he looked back at me and mouthed;
— Be Careful—

AS soon as he was out of eyesight I leapt from the hot tub, the GROUP pleading for me to stay. My top was not easy to see so I grabbed a towel on the way, running through the kitchen, I picked up my purse and bolted out the front door past John running straight to my car. I sat there shaking. I was freaking. I had my bikini bottoms on and no top, only a towel. With a 30 minute drive to reach home. What would happen to me if the police pulled me over.. A naked woman out driving…

I heard yelling and looked to see John pushing Wanda back toward the house… She was pissed and he was not taking any guff from her. He said something that included my name, Brenda.
[Brenda winked at Molly].

I leaned forward in my car wondering what to do. There was a rap on the driver-s side window. It was John. Me being me I freaked again hiding my already hidden bosom. He asks me using signs to roll the window down a couple of inches. It must have taken him a minute to convince me that I was not in danger of…whatever I might have scurrying around in my head… I was frantic.

All John wanted to do was ask me if I wanted to go back in the house and get my clothes… In the end he gave his jacket to me and I drove home in it. There was no one home so I had no explaining to do.

Molly holds up her hand in a stop sign:
— I need a refill Brenda…how –bout you ?

— Ya, sure. I need to pee anyways.

Ten minutes later the girls are set for the continuation of Brenda-s harrowing experience. Brenda seems to be gaining momentum Molly notices, happily.

Brenda;
— The next couple of weeks I received casual visits explaining that night with apologies if I was offended. Typical of myself I fell back in with the GROUP, forgiving all and turning my Christian perspective on; blinding me to the storm on the horizon…

— Three girls nights out ago we are all going to this club we visit occasionally. There was a comedy act playing and I-m excited that we are doing something other than boozing and talking stupid.

WE are gathering at my house as it is closer. John, my John is out of town so it seems cool to me. Alas the GROUP arrive almost all at once with wine… Disappointed, you bet. I do not like drunks Molly.

I am told it is traditional for the GROUP to have a warm-up drink…before an outing. They know I am not a drinker so I am to be given ½ a glass…Just as the wine is about to be poured Sharon asks about my family picture I have hanging on the wall. In hindsight a pretty good move on gullible Brenda.

WE drink the wine and it is nearing departure time when I start to feel woozy. YA…, they drugged me the bitches.

I remember being carted to my bedroom with pretentious concerns for my well being. Any doubts I had evaporated when my dress was taken from my shoulders followed by my bra. I received some very nice complements about my breasts as the ball gag made its way into my mouth followed by a black-hood over my head…and silence. I was crying when the hood came into play and never stopped until it was lights out.

I do not know if it was only the GROUP or some of them with others. I do not know if there were any men in the room. What I remember is this;

—Whomever, playing with my breasts was first…getting them erect so some could suck on my tits. I know I was licked between the legs by at least two; maybe move…fingered in both holes…a big shock to a woman who never did anal before
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Someone with knowledge used a vibrator on me giving me an earthquake size orgasm…another first for me.

I do not know if it was a man or a strap-on but my shame was the same anyway at my first fucking by someone other than my husband… The second fuckng was not so shameful… I believe the drug had some influence on that…either way I cried all the time.
I was being raped, gang raped.

I had my hands bound right from the start… After my second rape they turned me over tying my legs wide… Someone licked my bum… I knew I was in for it.

The first one did not last so long, I suspect a man…You know they do not last very long when they are up to no good. It hurt like hell but he was gentle with my virgin ass.

The second anal rape was very painful. I suspect a woman, likely Wanda. It was very hard and he or she took their time…they really enjoyed doing my ass Molly… I cried and screamed into that ball gag but it seemed to be muffled, and certainly fell on deaf ears.

MY poor ass…

When they finished I was crying and screaming because of the pain…suddenly lights out.

I woke up in my bed in my night gown, all cleaned up. I went for a pee and crawled back into bed… The next thing I remember is my husband John joking with me about the party I had;
—- Go back to sleep. I love you.

My next and first real cognitive moment was the following morning Molly. When I got into the kitchen it was after 10:00am… John had already gone to work. He left me a note teasing me. He had cleaned up. I went to the bathroom and looked at my ass with the mirror… One small red dot were a needle had gone in and no other visible marks…
My anus did not hurt nor did any other part of my body save my groin… I guess that was from being stretched so far…

There was no evidence I had been raped. NONE… But I know I was… I later determined that I had slept for over 30 hours… I think they gave me that rape drug when they finished with me.

Molly looked at Brenda;
—Somehow you believe Wanda was involved in this rape?

— Yes…, but I cannot prove it and I could be way off base with that assumption.

— So, what do you want to do?

— I wanted to confide in someone I feel I can trust. Someone strong like you, someone who knows what happened in case it happens again… I just would like to know Molly that I have a shoulder to cry on I guess.

— You got it Brenda.

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She thought she was gonna die!!! For the past forty five minutes Julie Baxter had gone through a rigorous aerobic workout at the health club she was a member of, and if hell was any worse than this she’d have been surprised!!! On television when ever they show a group of women working out they’re always in perfect condition as well as being young and pretty, but for Julie, who had been putting herself through this personal torture for over six months, she hadn’t really lost any weight at all, and still tipped the scales at a very heft two hundred forty five pounds!!! It wasn’t that she wasn’t pretty, she really was, it was just that she was on the plump side and no matter how you tried to hide it, you just couldn’t!!! She was so damn tired when the instructor finally called a halt to the carnage that she wobbled unsteadily to a bench on the edge of the room before collapsing in heap!!! After sitting there for ten minutes, she decided that enough was enough, and if she was destined to be fat, well that’s just the way it gonna hafta be!!! She wasn’t unhappy with her body, in fact you could say that she was comfortable with her self, but with everything geared towards the young and thin, she had decided to give it a try, but now she knew it was over and that she would just have to be satisfied with the way she was!!! Standing under the shower in the locker room, Julie let the hot burning needles soothe her aching muscles, and with her mind floating away in the misty warmth of the shower, she was quite unaware when and incredibly muscular young woman took the place next to her and began to wash off!!! After about five minutes of meditation, Julie opened her eyes just as the woman asked, “”Could I borrow that bar of soap, my tray seems to be empty!?!” For the first time in a long time Julie was suddenly very self conscious about her size as she stared openly at the body of her shower mate, and after handing over the bar of soap, the woman extended her hand and said, “I’m Brenda Brown!!!” “Uh, my name’s Julie, Julie Baxter, I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before,” she stammered!!! “I just joined,” the blonde woman replied, “and I must say I’m glad that I did, they have a really big selection of equipment in the weight room!!!” “I wouldn’t know about that,” Julie replied, “I just come for the aerobics classes, you know, dancing around and all that stuff!!!” Brenda nodded her head and went back to her shower, and as Julie looked on in almost total shock, Brenda Brown soaped up her smoothly shaved vagina, and then like she was home in her bedroom, used her middle finger to bring herself to a stunning orgasm right there in front of her!!!

“Wow,” Brenda sighed, “I always feel so much better after a good hard cum, don’t you!?!” “Well, er, I mean, I guess so,” Julie replied red faced, “doesn’t everyone!?!” Brenda just giggled a little girl’s laugh, and then in a low, almost husky voice whispered, “I just love big tits, and yours are absolutely huge, why not let me suck your nipples while you jerk off your clit!?!” W-why I never,” Julie stammered, “I hardly even know you, and to ask such a thing………” “Oh come on,” Brenda replied while reaching out to caress Julie’s huge chest, “I can tell just by looking at you that you have a body that loves sex, so stop acting like a little girl and get that finger into your hairy snatch!!!” The soapy water coupled with Brenda’s strong hands were having a profound effect on her, and when the muscular blonde took one of her nipples into her mouth, Julie just sighed deeply before letting her hand slip over her round tummy and down to her now burning clit!!! Several other women had just come into the shower room, but Julie was now too far gone to care, so as Brenda sucked on her tits, her finger literally flew over her now very hard clit!!! The other women were laughing and giggling, but as her orgasm neared, they finally gave in to their desires, and while Julie’s legs buckled slightly as her body was being wracked with a viciously brutal climax, several of the other women joined her and had stunning cums of their own!!!

After both of them had rinsed off, Brenda led Julie by the hand to their lockers, and after sitting the plump woman on the bench with her legs spread wide apart, the young blonde slipped between her legs, and after giving her a sweet little smile, buried her head in Julie’s now super heated pussy!!! Two other women sat down on either side of her and took one of her huge nipples into their mouths, so as she sat there quietly, her pussy and nipples were being serviced by three very insistent tongues!!! Slowly but surely the fury in her pussy began to grow again, and as Brenda bored in hard on her erect little nub, her big belly began to quiver as another orgasm began to shudder through her, leaving her shaken and spent from the experience!!!

Now it was Brenda’s turn, and with Julie now almost in a daze, she pushed her down to the floor, and after lining up her cunt with Julie’s face, lowered her gaping lips down until they pressed firmly against her warm wet mouth!!! “Oh yesssssss,” Brenda hissed through clenched teeth, “suck my fucking pussy you fat bitch, make me cum like a fucking rocket!!!” Julie’s tongue flicked back and forth over the hard little clit, and while she never liked being called fat, when Brenda used it, it was more than a little exciting, so when one of the other women slipped her tongue into her hot cunt, all she could do was moan loud and long into Brenda’s hot cunt, bringing the hot talking cunt lapper to a stunning orgasm of her own!!! Even though she had already cum twice before, getting her pussy sucked was just about Julie’s favorite thing, so she wasn’t at all surprised when her pussy convulsed hard several times as another orgasm ripped through her straining pussy!!!

Brenda scrambled up and took one of Julie’s nipples back into her mouth and sighed, “My god, if I were you I wouldn’t try to lose any more weight, you’re just perfect the way you are!!!” Julie just chuckled a bit and caressed her new friend’s cheek and replied, “Don’t worry, baby, mama likes herself just like she is, plump and ready!!!”

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