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Fortuitous Rendezvous

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Harriet Brimmerton seduces Rachel

HARRIET BRIMMERTON SEDUCES RACHEL
Mrs. Brimmerton had aged well. She was now 65, straight and dignified, with distinguished gray hair, almost if not quite blue. Her body had sagged, but she kept it in pretty good shape. Her breasts had sagged appropriately, but she had ignored the siren call of cosmetic surgery, feeling that most men thought natural was sexier. She was mostly accurate in that. Her ass was still nicely rounded and her bush, untrimmed, still thick and huge, covering her prominent mound.
She was naked now in the changing booth in her favorite clothing store. She was trying to seduce the young (32), but married, salesgirl. Rachel was kind of interested, but not really wanting to cheat on her husband. She was no saint, but she tried. Unfortunately for her resolve, Harriet pulled a picture out of her purse that showed Rachel in a compromising position with two well-known local gigolos. That compromising photo showed her in obvious ecstasy while being doubly penetrated by the two studs. She had a higher libido than her rather normal husband and occasionally felt the need to outsource her sexual satisfaction. Unfortunately, said gigolos were also frequent lovers of Mrs. Brimmerton (although she did not pay them) and had provided her with the photo, in exchange for certain, uh, favors.
When Rachel saw the photo, her reaction was three-fold. She was shocked that there were compromising photos out there. 2nd, she was turned on by the fact that the photo was out there and people she didn’t know could share her ecstasy, and 3rd, she was relieved that the excuse of her fidelity was wiped out and that she could enjoy the seduction of this fascinating elderly lady.
“So, Rachel, how did it feel to have both of those cocks in you at the same time?”
After a deep breath, Rachel replied, somewhat breathlessly “about twice as good as it felt to have them in me one at a time. They had fucked me separately beforehand, if you must know.”
“Did you feel filled up when they shot their come into you?”
“Yes, they filled me up, so that it ran down my ass cheeks and legs”.
“Did you come?”
“Yes, several times. Really, that’s what I pay those guys to do for me- make me come hard. I love my husband, but he just doesn’t make me cum hard enough or often enough.”
“I believe I also could make you cum hard, Rachel, if you would allow me to try”. With that, Mrs. Brimmerton meaningfully tucked the picture back in here purse.
“Yes, in return for the picture back?”
“Yes, it’s a deal.” With that, the naked Mrs. Brimmerton began to unbutton Rachel’s blouse. She opened the sides, so that Rachel’s lacy bra could be seen pushing up her firm breasts. Harriet cupped her bra, squeezing her breasts lightly. Rachel sighed. Harriet then reached around her to unhook her bra, pushing her breasts against Rachel’s at the same time. The lacy bra dropped, leaving their naked breasts pressed together. Both breathed a little faster than usual. Harriet then backed off a bit, took both of Rachel’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched them somewhat hard. Then she gave them a serious twist.
Rachel gasped! “Jesus that hurts”.
“But does it feel good, too?”
“Yes. I must say, most of my lovers are too gentle. You are an improvement already. And I didn’t even know that about myself.”
“What is the most shocking thing you have ever fantasized about?”
The recently twisted nipples were now very hard and red. “Ooooooo! That’s a very good question. I’ll have to think about that: Probably being raped.”
“Every woman fantasizes about being raped. You’ll have to do better than that.” With that she twisted Rachel’s nipples again and this time held them in the twisted position and pinched harder than before.
Rachel’s eyes watered and she moaned, “Oh God!”
“Being triple penetrated by total strangers then having very large objects forced into my vagina until I come.”
“That’s pretty good. I could make that happen for you. Have you ever been spanked or whipped to orgasm?”
“No, but I’d like to try. I’ve had some boyfriends spank me, but they always stopped when they got hard and wanted to get off.”
“When I spank you, I won’t stop until you get off. Then you’ll still have to get me off, which I bet you can do.”
“I’ve never made it with a woman, but I think I’m ready now”.
“Good! You should get out of the rest of those clothes now.”
Rachel quickly removed her skirt and lacy panties, when Harriet asked, “By the way, what happens if another customer comes in?” A look of shock came over Rachel’s face. “There are only two naked women in here.”
“I need to lock up. I’ll put on my clothes back on first”
“No! I want you to walk out there naked and lock up.”
“People might see me from the street.”
“They sure might. So much the more to please me, and to excite you for that matter.”
Rachel gave her a long questioning look, then smiled and ran out of the dressing room and toward the door. She ran pretty fast, her boobs bouncing. Only two passersby saw her, an elderly lady who barely glimpsed her, and frowned, and a young dude who smiled and definitely appreciated her, cupping his package. She quickly turned the lock and pulled down the closed sign, then ran back to Harriet.
Harriet had removed 2 nipple clamps from her purse, which she quickly clamped on Rachel’s nipples, resulting in yelps and moans. “Get down on your hands and knees!” she ordered. Rachel did. Harriet moved behind her, inserted two fingers into her vagina to check for moisture. She was quite wet, it seemed. Harriet smiled at having chosen the perfect victim- a closet masochist. Harriet pulled a long vibrator from her purse and jammed about 4” of it into Rachel’s cunt. Rachel gasped and said “God, that’s good”.
Harriet then began to push it in and out and wiggle it up and down, opening up the inside of Rachel’s vagina. She turned the vibrator up to high and jammed it in all the way, causing Rachel to cry out, saying “You’re fucking me- fucking me hard”.
Harriet had pushed about 10” of the vibrator in, jiggling it violently. Rachel wailed out her satisfaction at getting fucked this hard.”Oh my God! Oh my God!. It hurts, Harriet, and it feels good. Oh fuck me! Make me come!”
Harriet began to move the vibrator in and out in long slow strokes, and reached her other hand under Rachel’s belly to stroke her now puffy pussy lips, then her clit. Rachel began to breathe harder. “Oh, God, Harriet”, she cried. Sensing Rachel’s approaching orgasm; Harriet pulled out the vibrator, and took her hand out of Rachel’s pussy.
“Oh, please, let me come!”
“Not yet, Rachel. I need to let you build up to a bigger climax than you are ready for yet. Besides, I haven’t been satisfied in my playing with you yet, and my satisfaction here is key. Now, stand up!”
Rachel stood up, as Harriet pulled out a set of handcuffs and quickly snapped them on Rachel’s wrists. She then pulled Rachel’s wrists up over a hook in the wall over her head and quickly handcuffed her ankles to shelf supports that the stock room seemed to be full of. Rachel’s legs were spread at a very wide angle. Harriet patted her pussy several times softly. “Do you likethat?”
“Yes”
“Do you want me to do it harder?”
“Yes”
So she did, then harder still. “If I kept doing this, do you think you might come?”
“Yes”
“I think so, too. But my hand would get tired, so I need some help”.
With that she pulled a cat-o-nine tails out of her bag, and began to swing it in front of Rachel. “Do you think this might help you come, baby?”
“Oh my god, I don’t know. Please don’t hurt me!”
“Of course I’ll hurt you, dear. That’s the whole idea”
With that she swung the cat catching Rachel’s tits and jiggling the nipple clamps, making them move the nipples they held tightly. Rachel groaned, as Harriet hit her breasts again and again. Between jostling the nipple clamps and the cat tails smacking into her tender breast flesh, Rachel began to cry out in pain. At the same time, her climax began to build through the pain. It excited her more and more.
On about one out of every five strikes, Harriet would move the target of her strikes from Rachel’s breasts to her pussy. The cat tails would dig into the flesh of her pussy lips, as they had dug into her breast flesh. Her breasts had turned into a deep red with the repeated strikes, as her pussy lips turned a bright pink. Rachel’s moans and pleadings increased as her pain and her pleasure increased. Harriet then ceased the beating and ever so slowly pulled on the clip attached to her left nipple. Rachel cried out, “OOOWWWW! That hurts sooooo much! I’m so close to coming. OOOHHHH, make me cum, Harriet.”
Suddenly, the clip popped off and her left breast bounced with the removed pressure, blood rapidly refilling the vessels in the nipple, which caused excruciating pain. Rachel cried out and began to come.
A huge orgasm wracked her whole body. It shook all over with orgasmic convulsions. Harriet quickly pulled off the other clamp, then inserted the vibrator back into her pulsating cunt, which sent her orgasm into new heights. She cried out in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, Ohh God, fuck me more!” Harriet began pumping the vibrator in and out harder and faster. Rachel tried to hunch down on it to drive it deeper into her cunt, but the handcuffs held her up. “OOOOOOOHHHHHH, Gooooood!
Harriet pulled the vibrator out of Rachel, and rammed into her own cunt. With her other hand she began to strum her grape sized clit. She came as strongly as Rachel had. Rachel’s orgasm began again as she watched Harriet come. Harriet’s knees buckled, but she caught herself from falling, as she called out, “Oh, Rachel, you cunt, you made me come. You are such a fox.”
Both of their orgasms settled down, Rachel hanging limply by her handcuffs.
After Harriet let Rachel down and they dressed to head for Harriet’s mansion, they both knew that this would not be the end of their sexual adventures.

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Wendy and Miss West V

It was Monday afternoon and Wendy was walking home from college reliving in her mind the events of Thursday evening. She had been forced by Miss West to make an acquaintance with a young girl in a small changing room in a local shop. She had enjoyed it in a twisted kind of way. First she was humiliated but soon she became turned on a she made a connection with the naive shop assistant.
She knew she had a full week to wait until she would be required by Miss West again. Her knickers became damp as she thought of all the experiences she had endured over the last week. She wondered what Miss West would have installed for her at the weekend.
As she walked through the front door of her family home she could see her mum in the kitchen and heard her talking to another female. Wendy was so caught up in her own thoughts that it wasn’t until she got right in to the kitchen that she realised her Mum was talking to Sandra!
Sandra smiled at Wendy as she noticed Wendy colouring up. Wendy was dumbstruck. From Sandra’s reaction Wendy knew for certain that it had been her that had been so eager to tongue her ass hole whilst she was blindfolded and tethered in a room of strangers. Wendy tried to leave the room but Sandra began a bombardment of questions that demanded more than a simple one word answer. Wendy knew her mum would expect her to be polite so she had to stay and chat so as not to raise suspicion.
What had Sandra told my Mum?! Wendy thought… Why is she here?!
Wendy struggled to answer a single question without fumbling her words in her nervousness. She answered politely but avoided eye contact with Sandra. Wendy’s mum asked her if everything was ok. Why are you acting so strange she enquired! Wendy brushed aside the comments.
From the living room Wendy heard the telephone ringing. She made a move towards the door.
“No, no. It’s ok Wendy I am expecting a call. Keep Sandra company for two minutes while I get it.”
Wendy wanted to curl up and hide! She felt so silly now been in front of Sandra in such ‘normal’ circumstances. Sandra knew so much more about her than Wendy wanted anybody to know! She had seen her at her most vulnerable. She had seen her giving oral sex to several women. She had seen her been whipped and punished with a crop for disobeying her employer. She had seen her handcuffed, blindfolded and gagged! She had had her ass hole licked by her! She had been forced to do so many humiliating things in front of this friend of her mums.
“There, there Wendy, no need to be scared. Remember it’s our little secret. I did wonder if you knew it was me lapping at your lovely little ass. You seemed to be enjoying t if I remember correctly! You taste so good!”
Wendy couldn’t believe Sandra was talking about it so openly. Wendy was so embarrassed but Sandra just didn’t seem to mind about what had happened the last time they had met.
“Wendy, take off your knickers and give them to me! Quickly!”
Wendy looked up in astonishment. “Pardon!” She replied.
“Quickly Wendy! We don’t want your mum to know do we!”
Wendy wasn’t used to taking orders from anybody but Miss West but she feared what Sandra may tell her mum if she didn’t cooperate. She thought about it for another second then quickly lifted her cotton skirt and slipped her knickers down her legs, scrunched them up tightly and handed them abruptly to Sandra. Sandra smiled as she took them from her. She unfolded them and laid them on the table.
“No! Please hide them my mum might come back any second!”
Sandra stroked the knickers softly and looked back at Wendy with a smile. “Can I keep these Wendy?”
“If you must! Just hide them somewhere before we get caught!” Wendy replied in a sulky tone.
Wendy’s mum hung up the receiver just loud enough for Sandra to hear it. She gathered up Wendy’s knickers in her hands and held them out of sight under the table.
“You two ok?” She asked inquisitively. “It’s very quiet in here!”
“Oh, we are both fine.” Replied Wendy; still quite flustered.
Wendy took her opportunity to leave and dashed up to her room.
Sandra got comfy on her stool again, still clutching Wendy’s knickers, and leaned into Wendy’s mum. “How’s your sex life these days Monica?”
“Sandra!”
“Oh come on! We know each other well enough to talk about it! Are you getting plenty?!”
“Sandra you are filthy! But, since you asked! Erm, how should I say this…. We’ve been married for 19 years now so I suppose I get as much as can be expected!”
“So not much then!” Sandra replied mockingly.
“Well, no, I suppose not much”. Monica replied embarrassed.
“You know, this may sound weird, but I’m in this, what should I call it…. a special club!” Sandra said with a grin on her face.
“Sandra you slut!” Monica whispered in astonishment. “Are you a swinger!!”
“No, not exactly. It doesn’t really involve couples or anything. It’s just a group of like minded people who meet up every now and again!”
“And do what!” Monica replied completely intrigued.
“Well, we have sex!”
“Why on earth are you telling me this Monica!”
“Well maybe you should come along some time. You seem all tense. It would do you good!”
“Oh I don’t think so! I couldn’t possibly cheat on my husband! I haven’t looked at another man in years!”
“Well, that’s the thing Sandra….. there are no men in this club!”
“Sandra! Are you a lesbian!?”
“Not really a lesbian. I just enjoy the eroticness of what we do! I still like men, this is just a bit of a break from the norm!”
“Sandra I am totally shocked at you! I can’t believe what you are saying.”
“Monica it’s not such a big deal. We meet up. It’s all a big secret. Nobody discusses it outside the circle of friends. We have a bit of fun for a couple of hours every week or so and that’s it. We get on with our lives and boyfriends and husbands! It’s so exciting. All the women are beautiful and genuinely nice people. You shouldn’t knock it until you have tried it. It might be just what you need!”
“I couldn’t possibly Sandra. I would be so embarrassed with complete strangers looking at me and…”
Sandra broke in. “Well that’s just it. On your first night you have to be blindfolded to ensure no one knows you and that you are genuine about joining the club, so you wouldn’t have to worry about anybody looking at you because you can’t see them, so there is nothing to be shy about!.”
A surprised; “Oh.” Was all Monica could muster.
“I’ll call you next week Monica.”
Sandra stood up and walked out of the door to allow Wendy’s mum to think about it.
***
The weekend soon came round. On Friday afternoon Miss West phoned Wendy and instructed her to be at her house at exactly 9 am on Saturday morning. She gave her directions to her house and told her to expect to be there until 8 pm on Sunday evening.
This gave Wendy a problem. She wasn’t allowed to stay out overnight normally. She phoned a few friends and found one that would back up her story.
She worked on her mum and dad for several hours and eventually they agreed she could stay out for the night.
***
Rachel called Miss West on Friday evening after work to make sure it was ok for her to pick up her shoes. Miss West told her she had a busy day so told her to be there for 8.30 am. Rachel, still quite nervous about talking to Miss West, had agreed to be there.
***
Rachel was very nervous about turning up to Miss West’s house. She had got up early, showered and put on a summer dress. She didn’t know why she was making an effort; she was only going to pick up some shoes! It was just that Miss West had seemed so powerful and dominant that she had a sexual presence that Rachel had never seen before. The whole experience had been so intimate and sexy that she was turned on by the thought of seeing Miss West again.
She parked her car on the long drive way to Miss West’s mansion and walked slowly to the door.
She rang the door bell and after several seconds it was opened by Miss West dressed in a black silk night gown.
Miss West smiled at Rachel, thanked her for coming and invited her in. Rachel didn’t expect to be asked in but she couldn’t say no! She was lured by Miss West who looked stunning as the gown clung to her body.
“Would you like a drink before I get your shoes Rachel?”
“Oh, no thank you.” Rachel replied politely. As she followed Miss West into the kitchen.
“Would you like a tour of my house instead then?”
“Erm…” Rachel was quite nervous and wondered why Miss West didn’t just get her the shoes! “No thank you. It looks very nice though!” She continued.
Miss West moved close to Rachel and stood directly in front of her. “Would you like to call me Miss West?” She inquired.
Rachel was shocked. She knew that was what Wendy had to call her and Rachel knew what else she had to do!
“Errr, I don’t know.” Rachel replied sheepishly.
“Why don’t we try!?”
“Ok.” Rachel said quite scared.
“Rachel, feed me one of those strawberries!” Miss West pointed to the side where there was a small bowl of fresh fruit.
“OK, Miss West.” Rachel whispered her reply feeling quite silly.
She took a strawberry and offered it to Miss West mouth. Her mouth opened slowly and allowed Rachel to place it gently between her lips. As Miss West took it she managed to get a quick touch of Rachel’s fingers with her lips.
Rachel felt the touch and a shiver shot threw her body. She knew now Miss West was trying to get to her. Her heart raced like never before.
“Good Rachel. Did you enjoy calling me by my name?”
“Yes, kind of….Miss West.”
“Good. Come. Follow me.” Miss West instructed.
Rachel was in turmoil. She had come for her shoes. Now she asked herself if that was all she had come for. She was so intrigued with Miss West. She felt almost jealous of Wendy and the fact that she belonged to Miss West. Did she want the same for herself?! She was so nervous and couldn’t believe she was allowing herself to be drawn into Miss West’s secrets.
Miss West walked off through the house and Rachel found herself following like a pet dog.
They walked into a large room which had mirrors and a dressing table and a walk in wardrobe. There was another door at the far end of the room which was closed.
“Stand in front of the mirror Rachel.”
She did as she was told without speaking.
“Rachel why don’t you say, ‘Yes Miss West, anything for you,’ when I ask you to do something. I think that would be nice. Don’t you?!”
Rachel thought for a second. Miss West did want her like she wanted Wendy! She wanted to dominate her! She must find me attractive and sexy! Rachel was so pleased that she was admired and her whole body felt hot in anticipation.
“OK Miss West, anything for you.”
Miss West felt so horny now she had this new girl in her dressing room that was obviously curious.
Miss West opened the wardrobe door to display an array of shoes. Rachel could see her shoes.
“There are your shoes Rachel. Feel free to take them and leave. Or if you like, why don’t you try on some of the other shoes to see if they suit you. I bet you would look really sexy in those!” Miss West pointed to a pair of high heeled black shoes.
Rachel blushed at Miss West’s compliment, she knew this was it. This was the deciding moment. Stay or go. Take her shoes and leave, or stay and be sure to be taken advantage of by another woman!
Rachel walked towards the lines of shoes. Miss West watched in anticipation to see which shoes she would go for. She smiled widely as Rachel picked up the black shoes. She watched as Rachel removed her shoes and carefully buckled up the stilettos.
Rachel stood up and admired the shoes in the mirror.
“Very nice Rachel. You look gorgeous. Pull up your dress up a little so I can see your long legs!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” Rachel couldn’t believe those words were coming from her mouth. She felt so naughty.
“I know!” Said Miss West. “Why don’t I blindfold you and put some shoes on you. Then it will be a surprise when you see them!”
“Ok Miss West.”
Miss West went to a draw and pulled out a silk blindfold. She walked behind Rachel and carefully placed it over her eyes. Rachel felt so nervous but so sexy too. A rich attractive lady wanted to take advantage of her because she was sexy! Her body felt electric and she shuddered every time Miss West made the slightest contact. She was so pleased that nobody knew what she was up to though!
Miss West stood back and admired her new toy as she stood so vulnerable in her dressing room. She knew that Rachel would wilt to everything she asked her to. She just had to take her time and not make her do anything that may be too sudden or use words which would make it obvious as to what was happening. She couldn’t just tell her to strip off and get on the bed! This may scare Rachel away. She had to be subtle and undress her slowly, almost by accident.
“OK. Lets try these.” Miss West said swapping the stilettos with another pair of high heels. She didn’t allow Rachel to see them. “Actually no, I don’t think those are right. Ah, I know.” Miss West deliberately picked a pair of boots this time. They were boots she had got from a sex shop. They were black and exceptionally high. They would come to above Rachel’s knees. The shoes were removed and Miss West began to put the boots on Rachel’s slim legs.
She put Rachel’s feet in to each boot but then pretended to struggle to fasten the long zips.
Rachel could feel that they were boots that were been put on her. She had never worn any this high before. She would probably look like a hooker she thought!
Miss West continued with her fake struggles. “I know. Pull your dress up higher so I can see what I’m doing Rachel.”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.” She pulled her dress up cautiously to mid way up her thighs.
Miss West was on her knees at Rachel’s feet. She continued with the zip and got a little further up Rachel’s beautiful legs.
“I can’t really see properly. Pull your dress higher.” As Rachel’s knickers came in to view Miss West asked for more. “A little more Rachel. Keep going.”
She was now stood blindfolded with her dress pulled up to her waist. She knew she was showing her underwear, but she knew that was the only way Miss West could see what she was doing. She lied to herself.
Miss West took time to admire Rachel’s form. She looked so sexy. She was slim and toned and her knickers were tight to her body.
Miss West zipped the boots to just below Rachel’s knees.
“Nearly there Rachel. These look fantastic on you! I just need you to hold the top of the boots together so I can zip them right to the top. Oh, you can’t, you don’t have any free hands! Why don’t you take your dress off then you won’t need to hold it up then you’ll have free hands to help me!” Miss West explained, giving Rachel an excuse to undress herself.
“Oh, OK Miss West. That makes sense!” Rachel went along with the excuse. She reached up above her head still grasping the dress. Her body came into Miss West’s view for the first time. She was wearing matching bra and knickers. They were white cotton with little pink spots on them. She looked so young with her slim body and cute underwear. Rachel was so aroused now that her nipples stood high and hard on her pert breasts. What little hair she had on her body stood on end atop of her goose bumps. She now understood a little of what Wendy must have felt like being paraded around the shop naked!
She dropped the dress on the floor to her side. Miss West zipped up the boots with very little assistance from Rachel.
“Oh my! Oh my little Rachel you look delightful!”
Rachel smiled with nervous excitement at being praised by another woman in this way.
“Can I look at myself Miss West, please?”
“No.” Was the only reply she got.
This knocked Rachel back a little. She thought that was the plan! Why couldn’t she look at herself?!
“I think those boots would look even better if you were completely naked Rachel!” Mrs West informed her. “Why don’t you take off your knickers and bra?”
Rachel lowered her head as if to look to the floor. She knew she was blushing. “Erm, no, I don’t want to take my underwear off Miss West.” She said shyly.
“Well, if you are sure. Why don’t you get dressed and leave then?”
“Oh! Er I don’t know?”
“Well it’s easy Rachel. Stay and take off your underwear or get dressed and go! Which is it to be? I just want to see what those boots look like on you without the underwear! That’s all!”
Rachel knew she wanted to stay she just didn’t want to admit it out loud.
“Oh I really don’t know what I want to do! Maybe I should leave.”
Rachel hoped Miss West would not agree!
“Why don’t I make the decision easier for you Rachel? If I tie your hands behind your back then you will have to let me decide. Maybe I will dress you or maybe I will undress you! What do you think darling?”
“OK Miss West, anything for you! It’s your house after all.” Rachel felt a rush of excitement inside. She knew now she was to be stripped and made to be stood naked in front of another woman. She felt so exhilarated.
Rachel felt her seducer stood close behind her.
“In fact Rachel I will need to take your bra off before I tie your hands or I won’t be able to take it off. If you don’t mind I’ll just take it off now!” Miss West began to unclasp the bra. Rachel made no objection and allowed Miss West to continue. As it left her breasts her nipples felt so hard. Rachel was so turned on. She was being undressed by another person for the first time. Her exposed body burned in anticipation. The bra slid down her arms and dropped to the floor. Miss West grabbed a wrist one at a time and placed them behind her narrow back. Rachel held them in place for them to be tied.
Miss West used a strip of silk to bind them together.
“You look so pretty stood there semi naked Rachel, all tied up and defenceless.” Miss West told her as she stood back and admired her young body.
Rachel stood motionless. Too scared to move or talk. She knew Miss West would be examining her naked skin. She clenched her fists in nervousness.
“I think I will take your knickers off now Rachel to make you completely naked. I will be able to see your vagina then.”
Rachel tried to smile politely but was too nervous. With slightly bent legs her left knee moved in front of her right in a futile effort to cover herself in preparedness for her revealing.
Miss West moved closer to her, admiring her pretty face as it showed how scared she was. As Miss West bent down at Rachel’s knees she put a hand on her tender right thigh. It was hot and sweaty.
“Rachel why are you so nervous!? Don’t you want me to see you completely naked!? Don’t you want me to be able do anything I want to your sexual organs?!”
These words sent Rachel’s head into a dilemma. She couldn’t find any words to reply. She wanted to say ‘No!’ She was so scared now. Her lips wouldn’t move. She sobbed instead. It was an uncontrolled emotion. This didn’t put Miss West off. She knew what young girls wanted deep down.
She slowly slipped her fingers into Rachel’s tight knickers. She didn’t go for the waist band. Instead she went up through the leg holes so her fingers went close to Rachel’s vagina. Rachel flinched as their skins touched and a wonderful feeling past through her body as Miss West’s fingers disappeared into her panties. She carefully pulled the fabric out, allowing air onto Rachel’s hot loins. She slowly began to pull them down revealing Rachel centimetre by centimetre.
As the thin knickers past her vagina Rachel exhaled for the first time in forty seconds. She had not been able to breathe. She had held her breathe and only concentrated her nerve endings. Each change in direction, each twinge of a hair each slight touch of skin on skin had sent a wave of pleasure through her entire body. Her mind had guided her body to enjoy the tenderness which Miss West had demonstrated. Her vagina was moist. As Miss West looked up, she continued to guide the knickers down her legs, she could see a bead of juice glistening from Rachel’s labia. She smiled as she realised how turned on the young girl was. She knew she was ready for the taking. Rachel stepped out of her knickers and once again felt Miss West’s eyes as she studied her nakedness.
Rachel was breathing deeply now. Her chest was rising and lowering fast, her tummy was up and down as she tried to control it. She knew Miss West would see how nervous she was.
Miss West put an arm around Rachel’s waist and led her to the door at the far end of the room. If Rachel could have seen she would have seen a large bed in the centre of the room. There was only a bed. No wardrobes, cupboards or draws. The bed had white sheets and brass posts on each corner. Miss West stood Rachel next to the bed and stood back to admire. Her eyes roamed Rachel’s body. It was beautiful. Rachel knew she was been watched. She felt shy and scared. What was going to happen to her now? Could she cope with it? Would she want to run?!
Miss West moved closer and used her manicured nails to trace patterns on Rachel’s body and legs. This sent shivers all over Rachel’s body. Her legs nearly gave way several times and many whimpers left her lips as she melted from the inside.
As Miss West had anticipated the door bell rang. She knew it would be Wendy. Rachel jumped at the sound of the bell.
“Who’s that!” She inquired.
“I’m not telepathic.” You wait here while I answer it. “In fact I don’t want you peeping at those boots! Lay on the bed!” Miss West ordered, pushing Rachel backwards onto the soft sheets. Rachel screamed at being pushed. She was relived when her fall was broken by the bed. She hadn’t realised they were in a bedroom.
She shifted back on the bed and sat there feeling quite uncomfortable at the thought of being naked and exposed. The boots were the only thing hiding any of her as she lay on another woman’s bed!
These boots must make me look like a prostitute she thought to herself. She felt dirty.
“Lay back further. Lay on the bed properly!”
“Yes Miss West, anything for you.”
Rachel heard Miss West’s steps as she left the room. She thought about removing the blindfold to see where she was. Before she had chance to act on her instincts Miss West returned. She had been back to the dressing room to get some restraints.
“Rachel. Don’t worry but just so you can’t remove your blindfold I need to tie your wrists to the bed posts. It’s no big deal.”
Rachel didn’t struggle as Miss West released her restraints to re position them, one to each post. She wanted to say no but her mouth and lust betrayed her. She would be left so defenceless. Miss West would be able to do anything to her!
Miss West left to answer the door and Rachel put up a fake struggle to her restraints, her body writhing and twisting on the bed.
***
Wendy was so excited to be allowed to Miss West’s house so soon after meeting her. What did she have installed for her?! Who would be there? How many women would be she forced to please? What degrading things would these women want to do to her?! She also knew there was a chance Rachel could be coming round to pick up her shoes! She had felt so attracted to Rachel after just knowing her for an hour or so in a cramped changing room!
Miss West welcomed her in to her house. Wendy was not disappointed. This was no social meeting. As soon as she got over the thresh hold she was told to strip. Miss West watched closely as Wendy peeled off her clothes. Wendy was now used to being naked in front of Miss West and it was more a pleasure than a chore. She kept eye contact with her boss as she stripped with a cheeky smile on her face.
“OK Wendy follow me. I have a surprise. One rule though! No talking until I say!”
Wendy nodded and followed Miss West. She was led to the dressing room and Miss West gestured to be very quiet. Wendy noticed the clothed on the floor and knew there would be a naked girl in the next room. Was she restrained? Ws she gagged or blind folded?! They both tip toed into the bedroom. Miss West noticed how excited Wendy looked when she saw who was tied to the bed.
Wendy’s groin warmed as she thought about what was install for her. She didn’t care if she was to give or receive. She wanted Rachel so badly.
“Hello!” Rachel whispered as she felt another person’s presence.
“It’s ok Rachel, it’s just me.” Miss West reassured her. She laid a hand on her thigh and ran it up towards her loins.
“Are you going to untie me now Miss West?”
“Is that what you want Rachel? If I do that you will have to make decisions again! I think it would be better if I tied your legs to the bed too. That way when I tell my friend here to lick your vagina you will have no choice!”
“What! Who! Who was at the door! You didn’t let them in did you! Miss West I want to go! I’m scared! I’m not a lesbian any more!”
Miss West and Wendy both smiled at Rachel’s silly outburst.
Rachel clenched her legs together in an attempt to hide her sex.
Both Miss West and Wendy were impressed that Rachel had a cleanly shaven vagina. Rachel had been that impressed by how cute Wendy’s looked that she had gone home after work and made hers look the same.
Rachel continued to squirm and wriggle on the bed to try cover herself and show her objection to being tied.
“Now, now Rachel stop wriggling!”
“Please Miss West cover me up! I don’t want you to see my pussy!”
“Oh come on Rachel. We both know why you came here today. Tell me you didn’t want this?!”
“I don’t know what I want! I didn’t expect to be tied up and stripped!”
“You know what you want!”
“What!?”
Miss West handed Wendy a silk tie and pointed to Rachel’s leg. Both of them took a booted ankle each and quickly wrapped the silk ties around them. Rachel struggled and kicked.
“Who’s there? Miss West who is it?!”
She began to panic and lash out with her feet. She was confused and scared. With the silk ties around her ankles her struggles were futile.
“Who is that! Miss West are you still there?!” She tried to find comfort in a lady she barley knew but in this situation she needed all the comfort she could get.
“Now, now Rachel don’t panic! You are safe. Nobody here will hurt you! You are right, there is somebody else here. The person is also naked so don’t feel so embarrassed!”
“Who is it? What are you going to do to me? Is it a man or a woman!?”
“You ask too many questions my dear. Just lay back and do what you feel is right.”
She now lay completely naked and bound spread eagled on the bed. Miss West and Wendy admired her beautiful body.
Miss West walked to Wendy and cupped her face in her hands. They kissed passionately for a full minute then Miss West whispered in Wendy’s ear. “Start slowly. Pretend she is your lover. Caress her skin. Get her so hot she wants you to crawl inside her!”
Wendy turned to the bed and took time to work out where to start!
Wendy slowly climbed onto the bed. She lowered herself, without touching Rachel, so she was laid by her side. She studied her body more. She could see Rachel’s chest still pounding. She carefully laid her fingers onto her tummy and began to stroke her caringly. The smoothness of Wendy’s touch felt so sweet to Rachel. Her body tingled from head to toe. Except for her private parts, Wendy explored every crease and curve of her body. She avoided Rachel’s nipples and vagina. After ten minutes of this foreplay Rachel was in heaven. As Wendy’s hand approached close to her secret spot she gyrated and thrust in the direction of her touch, almost begging for more. She let out whimpers of pleasure as Wendy touched her most sensitive parts. Neither girl attempted to speak. They were both too absorbed in the other. Rachel still didn’t know who was making her feel so horny; she just hoped it was somebody nice. From the tenderness she presumed it was a woman, she just hoped it was Wendy!
Seeing Rachel’s nipples so erect pulled Wendy in. She could tease no more. She sat up and straddled Rachel’s body. Her inner thighs touched the soft skin of Rachel’s body which felt so lovely. She had fantasised for a week about getting between Rachel’s legs but now she had her between her own! She had fantasised about it being her face, but her body would do for now. She lowered her lips, tongue and mouth to Rachel’s tender nipples. Taking them one at a time and rhythmically suckling then teasing them with her tongue.
Rachel’s whimpers slowly turned into moans and became louder and longer as her sexual torment continued.
Miss West was looking on as she perched at the end of the bed by Rachel’s feet. She had hitched her gown right up into a bundle at her lap. Her hand was on the bed high between her legs and she slowly gyrated herself against her wrist as the two young girls made love on her bed.
Wendy’s hand had lowered now and was inching towards Rachel’s vagina. Her finger tips circled the smooth skin around Rachel’s crease. Wendy could feel the heat and escaping juices from Rachel. She drew the juice out and smeared it into her inner thighs.
As Rachel’s breath became shorter Wendy gave in and began to tenderly run her fingers along her labia. They were wet with excitement.
Rachel held her breath again as she realised she had been touched for the first time. It felt so nice. She was warm all over. Her insides wanted to explode. She didn’t know if she wanted to pee or if it was supposed to feel like this.
Wendy worked her fingers into her slit. She felt so slippery and smooth. She worked up and down her lips as she continued to lick her nipples. She let her finger explore the outside of Rachel’s hole and as she dabbed at it it made a slopping sound. The pressure on her clenched vaginal muscle felt incredible. Wendy was pushing in against the strength of her contracting muscle. As it slipped in, her vagina assisted by sucking and pulling on it. This felt amazing to Wendy too as she aroused such a beautiful virgin.
Miss West still looked on, gyrating on her own sex. The trim of her gown now damp as it rubbed against her vagina and clitoris.
Rachel soon approached orgasm. Wendy felt her building. She worked her clit with nimble fingers and occasionally delved back into her crease for lubrication.
As Rachel reached the brink of her delight she stopped breathing again. She thrust her hips into Wendy’s fingers. She wanted it faster.
Wendy, having been dominated by Miss West so many times, now turned the dominator. She withdrew her fingers from Rachel’s vagina before she was allowed to climax. Rachel’s thrust continued as she almost came without being touched. Wendy looked down on her as her writhes faded. She lowered her face so she could kiss Rachel. The touch shocked Rachel and she flinched and pulled her head to the side. Wendy guided it back to hers with a delicate hand. Their lips eventually locked and both girls breathed out onto the others face as they tingled in delight as they kissed again. It was such a loving kiss and Rachel immediately recognised it as Wendy’s soft lips.
They kissed passionately for several minutes. Occasionally breaking for breathe. Their lips and tongues wrestled with each others and their saliva went from one mouth to another.
Wendy eventually broke the kiss and studied Rachel’s soft mouth.
“Wendy! Is that really you?!” Rachel whispered in hope.
Wendy looked to Miss West for instruction. Miss West gave a smile and a nod. Wendy paused momentarily as she realised Miss West was in a desperate height of pleasure.
“Yes Rachel, it’s me! Wendy.” Wendy replied quietly to Rachel. Rachel whimpered in pleasure as she heard Wendy’s voice again. She reached up for another kiss. Wendy pulled away to deny her of her desire as she had denied her of her orgasm.
Instead she raised herself up a little and pulled herself further up the bed. She wriggled so she was comfortable and lowered herself onto Rachel’s chest. She was now sat on Rachel’s chest with her legs spread either side of her neck, her vagina just two inches from her mouth. As Rachel continued to breathe heavily she inhaled the scent from Wendy’s vagina. She recognised it immediately. It was warm and musky. She had never smelt anything like it before. Although it wasn’t a scent she would be drawn to normally she found herself lusting after it with a basic instinct. She was scared but she wanted to taste Wendy so much. She pushed her head forward to reach it. As she did Wendy raised herself a little to tease her. Rachel was so hot now. She had been on the brink of orgasm in such extraordinary circumstances and now she would do anything. She wanted Wendy. She wanted to please her and she wanted to be pleased by her.
Wendy carefully raised herself up and lowered her vagina onto Rachel’s face. The warm wet crease far into her legs oozed it’s honey onto Rachel’s lips. Wendy was hot too. She was in complete desire for this young girl. She allowed Rachel to lick her slit and probe her hole with her tongue.
Rachel was surprised how good Wendy’s vagina tasted. It tasted different to how she expected it would. She couldn’t get enough. She pushed her tongue in as deep as she could. She wished she had a cock so she could get deeper inside her beautiful new friend.
Wendy continued to make love to Rachel’s face. She writhed back and forth and round in circles and up and down on the end of Rachel’s tongue. Rachel was frantic in her efforts to please Wendy.
Several minutes of absolute pleasure past and Wendy began to reach peak. She looked back over her shoulder to look at Miss West. Miss West was biting her bottom lip to stop herself from ejaculating.
“Miss West! Please….please may I cum?” Wendy struggled with her words through her desperate panting.
“Yes Wendy. Cum on Rachel’s face. Make her drink it!” Miss West replied in a high toned voice as she continued to grind as her fantasy played out in front of her.
“Ooough! Ooough! Fuck me! Ooouh!” Wendy let out several groans as her vagina clenched for the final time and eventually released itself onto Rachel’s face.
“Mmmh! Mmmh!” Rachel too let out an outburst of delight as she realised she had made Wendy cum hard on her face. She tongued her hole and lapped at the escaping juice. She swallowed as the flow of sex continued into her mouth. Her tonguing became softer as Wendy slowly began to move away. Rachel was gentle, she wanted her to stay as long as possible.
Wendy eventually stood up above Rachel. Rachel wished she could see her.
Wendy soon noticed Miss West was now touching herself with her hand. Frantically rubbing her clit.
Not forgetting her duty Wendy climbed from the bed and positioned herself between her bosses legs ready to please her in any anyway she could.
Miss West nodded and pulled her hand away and leaned back a little, allowing room for Wendy to finish her off.
It took seconds for Miss West to cum. Rachel heard her moans. She couldn’t believe she was in the middle of a sex triangle! She had just given oral sex to a girl who was now performing it on another woman! She felt so dirty. How did she get into this?!
Miss West stood up and walked out of the bedroom after Wendy had finished pleasuring her.
Wendy was still horny and new she was alone with a restrained girl. Now she could treat her as she had been treated by so many other women!
She stood on the bed again. Turned around and lowered herself, bum first onto Rachel’s face. Rachel could barely breathe. It took her a moment to decide it was the same taste as before. She guessed right it was Wendy and not Miss West.
With her pussy over her mouth and her arse hole over her nose Wendy grinded herself hard into Rachel. Rachel sucked air through the corner of her mouth to give her enough breathe to wiggle her tongue inside Wendy’s vagina. It was difficult but she was so desperate to please Wendy. The musty taste from the mix of sexual fluids and sweat worked Rachel into a frenzy again. She puffed hard and shoved her nose as deep as she could into Wendy’s tight sphincter.
Just as Miss West returned to the room Wendy came again. She gyrated back and forth allowing Rachel to lick her clean, from the top of her vagina, across her bum hole and up between her ass cheeks. She repeated the move several times. The feeling was immense and she screamed in pleasure. Rachel wanted to lick and lick and swallow every bead of sweat and cum.
Wendy looked at Miss West fearing she may be reprimanded for cuming without her say so. Instead she got a smile and a quick; “You too girls having fun?”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Yes Miss West.”
Miss West smiled at the sweet reply from her two girls.
From behind her Miss West produced another silk tie. She approached the bed and instructed Wendy down so she too could be blindfolded. Wendy acted accordingly. She was left naked by the side of the bed while Miss West untied the restraints on Rachel’s ankles. Rachel was relieved to regain some movement. She was still so horny.
Next Miss West untied her wrists and helped her to her feet. She then proceeded to remove the boots from Rachel which were becoming hot and uncomfortable.
She then walked Rachel to Wendy and stood them next to each other. They both stood naked and blindfolded. Rachel, feeling Wendy’s presence, reached for her hand and they held each other tightly.
After a couple of minutes stood waiting Miss West took Rachel and instructed her to kneel on the floor. She then took Wendy and laid her width ways across the bed with her genitals near the edge. She then turned to Rachel again and stood in front of her. She reached around behind her and slowly removed her blindfold.
Rachel let out a gasp as she saw what was before her! Miss West threw down the blindfold and looked at Rachel to gesture to be quiet.
This was the first time Rachel had been able to look into Miss West’s eyes since she had been stripped naked. It was an embarrassing moment for her. It was easy when she could not see Miss West looking back at her. The difficultness turned into a heart pumping lust for more sex! Now Rachel could see all three of them naked! Three naked females making love! The thought made her wetter. Miss West’s body was beautiful she thought to herself.
Rachel looked again at what had made her gasp! Miss West was wearing a huge strap on cock! Rachel had never seen a real cock or a rubber one! It was about 7 inches, but to this cock virgin it looked big!
Silently Miss West offered it to Rachel’s mouth. The inexperience showed as Rachel’s struggled with the intrusion as it entered her mouth. She ran her tongue along it and gently sucked the tip. Miss West took Rachel’s head and held it still. She then slowly guided the cock in and out of her mouth. It pushed back on her tongue and at times Rachel felt like she might gag. After a couple of minutes Miss West withdrew it and turned to Wendy.
She took her by her ankles and lifted them. She opened her legs and guided the tip towards her opening.
As she slowly pushed in Wendy could feel the cold wet cock opening her up. She gasped and bit her tongue softly. She knew what it was but wondered who was to fuck her.
“Do you want me to fuck you Wendy?”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!” Wendy replied as she realised it was Miss West.
“Do you want me to fuck you with my cock!?”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!”
“Your friend is watching Wendy. Rachel is on her knees watching as I’m about to fuck you with my cock!”
With that Miss West allowed the cock to sink into Wendy’s vagina.
“Ohhh Yes! Ohhh fuck me Miss West!”
Miss West began to thrust. She guided it in skilfully, pushing to the hilt. As she fucked her young girl she turned to Rachel.
“Watch how I fuck Wendy Rachel! You are next!”
Rachel gasped in anticipation. She wasn’t sure her young vagina could take such a large thing.
Miss West continued. Wendy soon became used to the obtrusion in her pussy and her juices began to lubricate the cock making it even more pleasurable.
Rachel watched as Wendy began to pant. Her hips raised off the bed and her head rolled back accentuating her neck and shoulder. Beads of sweat appeared on her chest and ran down her breasts and tummy. Miss West’s thrust became deeper and harder and eventually Wendy’s wilt buckled and she came hard, her pussy grasping at the cock inside her.
Miss West pulled out immediately, leaving Wendy to writhe in her pleasure. She turned and offered the cock to Rachel’s mouth again. Rachel was only too pleased to taste Wendy again and cleaned every drop.
“Get on the bed! Put your ass in the air!” Miss West barked at Rachel.
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you!” Rachel jumped on the bed next to Wendy. At last her turn for some attention!
“Wendy off the bed! Get on your knees behind me! Thank me for making you cum!”
“Oh, yes Miss West, anything for you! Thank you for making me cum!”
“I don’t want to hear you! Thank me!”
Wendy understood and moved herself closer so she could eat Miss West.
Miss West took hold of Rachel’s young Waist. She pushed the glistening cock to Rachel’s vagina. She slid it in to a loud moan from Rachel.
Miss West fucked her from behind as Wendy ate her pussy and ass. Wendy dipped from one hole to another and Miss West continued to thrust. As Miss West got more turned on her own juices ran. Her pussy juices mixed with juice from her arse and Wendy lapped at it all. Wendy was so pleased to be tasting Miss West again. She treated her like an idle. She wanted to do everything and anything for her. Rachel was still learning her submissive role, but now, on all fours on Miss West’s bed she felt so exposed with her arse in the air and Miss West having a full view of it all. Miss West put her left hand on Rachel’s waist and grabbed her ass cheek with her right. She squeezed it and pushed and pulled, opening Rachel’s tight anus. She allowed her thumb to move to the opening of her ass. As she squeezed her hand her thumb pressured Rachel’s little hole. Gradually her thumb started to push open her sphincter and the tip entered Rachel’s tightest hole. The pleasure from the strap on thrapping at her pussy almost disguised her ass being intruded, until finally Miss West pushed her thumb right in. Rachel let out a high pitched scream. Miss West’s thrusts didn’t falter as she continued her barrage on Rachel’s two holes. Her screams soon turned to moans of pleasure as her ass relaxed to accept its fate. The attention was too much for Rachel and the orgasm which Wendy had nearly given her earlier returned to full force. Her little ass tightened on Miss West’s thumb and her vagina pulled the cock in deeper with its contractions. Rachel’s body went limp and she flopped to the bed. Now lying on her tummy Miss West climbed on top of her as she continued to fuck her from behind. Wendy stood up and bent over the bed to continue licking her Mistresses ass.
Miss West put her mouth to Rachel’s ear.
“Do you like been fucked Rachel? Do you liked been fucked from behind by a woman? You are my little slut! You are mine now! You will do as I say, when I say and to who I say! Is that right slut?” Miss West pulled on Rachel’s hair as she spoke.
“Yes Miss West. I love it. Don’t stop! I am yours now! Do with me what you want!” Rachel spoke between deep breaths. She had sweat on her brow as she reached the last throws of passion.
“Ooough! Ooough! Ooogh I’m cuming!” Rachel screamed at the top of her voice. The sound was superb. Wendy was so turned on by Rachel’s raw sounds. She licked faster. She licked Miss West’s ass as she shoved a finger into her pussy and fucked her.
Miss West had never had two such enthusiastic girls in her bed! She too reached the heights of passion and came hard under the obedience of Wendy’s mouth and fingers. Rachel’ body tightened one last time before it rose off the bed and sank back down uncontrollable as she came to the thrusts of Miss West.
The three women crawled onto the bed and lay panting for several minutes. Miss West removed Wendy’s blindfold. They were all sweaty and their pussy’s raw with sex. Their juices glistened on their thighs and filled the room with an unmistakeable musk.
Miss West was the first to move.
She stood up and looked back down at the girls. “I have a busy afternoon. I will be around the house but will not require your services till later. You two will come and bathe me then you will spend the rest of the day in my house and gardens. You will act like lovers. You will shower together. You will make sandwiches for each other. There are dvds to watch in the living room. You may watch them curled up on the sofa together. You will remain naked or in your underwear if you wish. You must kiss and cuddle regularly. I expect you to make love before dinner too. Give me your wrists.”
The two girls held out their arms obediently. They both wanted to thank Miss West’s for her last instructions but decided to remain silent. Miss West produced a set of handcuffs. She snapped one link over Wendy’s left wrist and one over Rachel’s right. The two cuffs were joined by a metal chain about four feet long.
“You will also need to pee in front of each other as you will be left chained until I say differently. Is all that clear and fair?!”
“Yes Miss West.”
“Yes Miss West” Both girls responded in sweet soft voices.
Rachel and Wendy followed Miss West to her bathroom to bathe her.

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The Dark Stone

The dark stone changes those that possess it. Just after his eighteenth birthday, Sam finds a strange rock half-buried near some old abandoned train tracks. They were a normal suburban family. When Sam brings the stone home with him, things slowly unravel. His mother finds herself in situations she never imagined. His sister tries to resist her new impulses. Even Sam’s married neighbor falls under the stone’s spell.

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Taxi Ride

It was very late at night – not the best time to be a taxi driver. Or that’s what I thought until I noticed three very drunk, very sexy, and very scantily-clad ladies staggering out of a pub and waving at me frantically. I pulled over and let them in, asking “Where will it be, Loves?”
One of them, a blond in a miniskirt with black fishnet stockings, gave me an address, and I pulled away from the curb – gently. I didn’t want anyone throwing up in my back seat. I watched the trio in my mirror, checking them out, and listening to their conversation. The blond was named Rachel, and she was accompanied by two brunettes – one named Nina, and one named Michelle. They were just returning from a hen night, and I gathered that the male stripper had left them extremely horny. I won’t repeat what they said, because I’m not very interested in the size of other men’s cocks – but it was clear that these three were quite worked up, since they could hardly keep their hands off of each other. Rachel, sitting in the middle, had one leg draped over Nina and one over Michelle, which left her thighs spread wide apart. She wasn’t wearing panties, and if I looked carefully I could just make out her shaved slit.
I was paying too much attention to Rachel’s smooth crotch and not enough attention to the road, because there was a sudden lurch and a thud, and we came to a jarring stop. I had jumped the curb and hit a road-sign.
“Shit.” I muttered. “Ladies, let me just check and see if I’ve broken a light and I’ll be right back.” Reluctantly I got out of the cab, leaving the keys in the ignition, and walked around the front. There was no damage, fortunately, so I reluctantly resolved to pay attention to the road and get my pussy fix from a magazine when I got back home, and returned to my cab.
When I tried to open the door, though, I found that it was locked. One of the girls had locked me out of my own cab! I turned to the side window to get their attention and demand they let me in, and immediately though better of it. They were locked in a three-way kiss, with their tongues darting and slithering wetly in and out of each other’s mouths. I decided to keep quiet and see what developed.
It was a smart choice, because while they kissed their hands roved. Michelle had her hands up Rachel’s skirt and was rubbing that smooth cunt and at last I got to se it open up – pink and glistening with juices I could only imagine tasting. Meanwhile Nina had Michelle’s tits out – they were small but perfectly formed with dark nipples that were getting harder and harder while Nina rubbed and twisted them. My cock was rigid and throbbing, but I didn’t dare take it out to jerk off, in case the girls or anyone passing by noticed.
As I watched Rachel repositioned herself on her hands and knees, straddling Nina in the limited space of the back seat. While her hands clasped Nina’s large breasts, with their wide, light-pink nipples, Michelle leaned back against the opposite door, spread her legs, and tugged aside the crotch of her thong. Her crotch was unshaved but neatly groomed, dark hair framing an exquisite snatch with very pink, very wet protruding labia.
Rachel lowered her face into Michelle’s open and eager cunt and started licking. From my angle I couldn’t see much of that action, but Rachel’s ass was pressed right up against the window in front of me. The pressure of her cheeks on the glass spread them wide open, and I could see her asshole, round and brown-tinged around the puckered rim, bright red where it opened up. It was magnificent. From underneath her Nina’s hand reached up to Rachel’s cunt and started massaging it, and that opening, too, spread wide so I could inspect it. Nina’s fingers, on either side, pried open Rachel’s trim lips and I looked longingly at the interior of her slit, glistening with vaginal fluid. The hole itself was open as if it were gasping, and I could see thick white cream deep inside.
Nina’s fingers were rubbing circles around Rachel’s clit, which was growing red and sticking out proudly. I could hear Michelle groaning from the work Rachel was doing on her cunt with her tongue and wished I could see it – but then Rachel reached back and inserted a long, delicately manicured finger up her own asshole, and I wouldn’t have missed that for the world. It slid in easily and she pushed it deeper – all the way to her last knuckle! While Nina masturbated her so fast that beads of cunt juice splattered against the window of my cab Rachel rotated her finger in her own anus. I’ve had my finger up a woman’s ass before and I knew exactly what she was feeling: that deep and warm passage with its amazingly tight, firm ring, and the soft and moist walls that yield to the touch but cling to the fingertip. Hardly anything is a bigger turn on than having a finger way up a woman’s rear passage while you fuck or eat her cunt – except, I realized, watching a woman fingering her ass herself!
Rachel’s ass-probing finger was digging in deep and probing in circles that matched Nina’s work on her clit and I could tell from her moaning and her thrusting hips that Rachel was getting close to orgasm. Her cunt was flowing with juices that left her whole crotch and Nina’s hand slick and gleaming. Rachel’s body trembled and she let out a series of yelps as the combination of Nina’s fingers and her own brought her to climax. I watched her ass cheeks tighten around her hand and her vagina clenching and twitching, forcing out that thick fluid that looked so good.
I moved around towards the rear window as Rachel sagged sideways and was rewarded by the sight of her slipping her finger out of her asshole and pressing it into Michelle’s mouth! Michelle grabbed Rachel’s wrist and held it while she eagerly sucked on the ass-coated finger. From this angle I could see Rachel’s face pressed hard into Michelle’s crotch and while Michelle sucked on that finger, tasting Rachel’s well-probed ass, she ground her furry slit into Rachel’s face with excitement. I watched Rachel’s tongue running the length of that warm pussy, going up and down from the tight, firm skin between Michelle’s vagina and asshole to the fur above her clit, stopping along each long, wet stroke to slip into the creamy hole and to flicker over the tiny round clit.
Nina wriggled herself out from underneath Rachel and knelt in the well between the back seat and the driver’s seat. It’s a good thing black cabs have so much leg-room! While Michelle continued to suck on Rachel’s ass-plumbing finger, Nina added the fingers she had used to masturbate Rachel to orgasm to Michelle’s mouth. Michelle sucked greedily and I was mad with envy that she was tasting that delicious-looking asshole and creamy vagina at the same time! With her free hand Nina was caressing and kneading Michelle’s left breast, tugging the nipple so that her whole tit stretched and twisting it like a pink doorknob. The feeling must have been incredible, like the amazingly intimate duo of cunt and ass flavours being spread in her mouth by Rachel’s and Nina’s fingers, because soon Michelle was moaning and bucking, pushing Rachel’s face hard into her softly-furred cunt while she came.
That only left Nina, and the three hot ladies smiled at each other as they rearranged themselves on the backseat, this time with Nina lying sprawled across the seat. Nina’s legs were spread and up, her feet braced against the passenger-side window while Rachel positioned herself between them, back to the door. Michelle straddled Nina’s chest, facing Rachel, thrust her ass back, reached behind herself, and spread her cheeks directly in Nina’s face! Nina looked like she was in heaven, staring at Michelle’s wide-open, dripping slit and pouting rim. Rachel slipped two fingers straight up Nina’s sopping cunt hole and Nina reached down to masturbate. The way they moved directly into this position made me think these girls had done this before – Michelle giving Nina a view to kill for while Nina masturbated with Rachel’s help. I didn’t know where to look. Nina was rubbing her clit frantically while Rachel probed and massaged her inner walls. I could tell from the angle of her fingers, and from the way Nina squirmed, that Rachel was right on her g-spot, and was rubbing her fingertips right into the spongy nook. Michelle pushed her ass closer to Nina’s face and Nina leaned forward to get a graphic close-up view of those nastily spread pink girl-holes. When Nina came she sat partially upright so that her face plunged right into Michelle’s ass-crack and both Nina and Michelle rubbed against each other, Nina pushing her face hard into Michelle’s ass while Michelle ground it on Nina’s face. When Nina relaxed backwards her cheeks were wet and shining with liquid from Michelle’s beautiful, dripping cunt.
At that point I figured the show as over, so I slipped away and moved back to the front of my cab. I made a big show of walking back and forth through the headlight beams, looking at the lights and tapping the bumper, and when I came back to the door it was unlocked. The three ladies were more-or-less dressed, though sloppily, and their faces were still flushed and wet. I climbed behind the wheel and took them on towards their destination, trying not to show how much I was enjoying the smell of pussy that filled my car.

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Patient 92 part 4

Most mornings she woke were uneventful. This time she was not so lucky.
A week after the dinner, her doctor had proudly announced to the patients during lunch that their branch had been favored. The company was awarding them with a hefty sum of money to make further advancements and discoveries. Two things popped into her mind when she heard this. One was surprise that there were other branches of the company. The second was nervous curiosity as to what these advancements would be.
Now three weeks after that award, with nothing changed, she dismissed it from her mind. Only for it to bulldoze its way back in. She was in a new room. Her hands and feet were shackled more tightly than usual and her torso was restrained as well. Her mouth was taped shut. The room was brightly lit.
She saw her doctor and a few others in scrubs and surgical gear conversing over a clipboard ten feet away.
The room was cold and her pink nipples stood erect and rock hard. As she looked around her eyes found what she had dreaded. A small metal table next to her containing lots of sharp, unfriendly looking surgical instruments.
She screamed. The doctors, now aware she was awake surrounded her. Apparently one was in training. “A drug was injected into another patient, 86, I believe. Its main effects are aggresive behavior including violence, and an increased sex drive,” said her doctor. “How increased?” Asked the trainee. “It increases about 10 fold, and in our case he raped patient 92. He tried to control himself but was unable. We’ll be injecting a similar but much more mild drug into her after the surgery.” Surgery. Her stomach was in knots.
After applying antiseptic and heavy pain killers, a doctor picked up a surgical knife. He cut into her abdomen.
She released a scream through the tape. Of course, she couldn’t feel much, but the violation of the knife was too much. Her doctor picked up a little blue pouch. He affixed it somehow in her, pushing it low right above the pubic bone. They sewed her back up and knocked her out with some sedatives.
When she woke she was still on the table. Only now it was just three doctors; hers, the trainee, and another. She could see a small rise above her crotch where the packet was, and the stitches were still there. She was now hooked up to an IV. “We wont activate the packet untill her stitches are gone. And now that I think about it we better not give her the drug till then too,” said her doctor.
For a long time, she spent her days sleeping on that table, healing, unallowed to move much. She was fed well and bathed, but she was kept on the table at all times. Finally the time came that they could remove the stitches. Then her doctor took a very long, big needle. “This will allow the packet to begin disolving. The chemical will be dispersed steadily, and constantly. Movement will cause a short period of rapid disolving.” The trainee nodded as he plunged the needle into the bump above her crotch. Next he picked up a smaller syringe. “This is the milder form of the drug we gave 86.” He injected her. They undid her shackles and took her to her room. “You have no idea what’s coming,” her doctor said with an evil grin, “oh, and, everything should be in effect by lunch.” A strange tingling sensation was spreading into her around the packet, and it reminded her of the other chemicals they had used.
Then the drug began to take effect. Her opening dripped. She felt wild, violent, her skin felt hot as fire. She was rubbing her own breast before long, and her right hand trailed slowly down to her clit as she knelt on the floor. She sat on her hand, shoving her finger inside herself. She rocked and writhed and whimpered as she fingered herself and squeezed her breast. Suddenly, she hit an intense climax, and her juices soaked th floor. She moaned loudly.
“Having a good time I see.”
It was her doctor. He had been watching. She had lost track of time and he was here to take her to the cafeteria. She glared at him. She wanted to hurt him. Her skin began to burn. She stood up and began walking towards him.
He knew what to expect, and before she could plant her fist he had her shackled and bent over. “So you wanna play rough? I’ll show you rough.” He pulled out his cock and rubbe it around in her juices untill it was hard. Then he started teasing her opening with it, and she was soaked. A distinct sensation was really becomming apparent in her abdomen. He began to fuck her roughly. Without consideration for her comfort, he pounded into her. She came all over him. As he pounded into her she came again and again. “GET the FUCK OFF ME,” she shouted. It was the first time she had spoken since her arrival. He chuckled and kept ramming into her. She kept shouting and cursing at him as he led her through orgasms one after another. He finally came, and took the liberty of shoving his last stroke into her ass. He unloaded in there, and pulled away from her as he unshackled her. She glared at him and tried to swing a punch but he caught her fist. He dragged her struggling frame to the cafeteria and pushed her in, quickly closing the door before she could get out.
Usually she protected herself by laying low. But with this drug coursing through her veins, it was useless. She now felt a shattering burst of pleasure in her clit and abdomen with every movement.
She saw patient 86, who returned her glare. “What the fuck are you looking at!?” She shouted. Heads turned. 86 said nothing. She walked fiercely over to him and pushed him. His reaction was to full force shove her to the ground. This pissed her off. She bounced back up and lunged for him. He caught her and easily restrained her weak body, bending her over a bench. His body cupped around hers and she screamed and shouted as she felt his cock slip into her. He gave her a good hard fuck, and his come blasted into her as she came, still struggling and protesting, despite the fireworks erupting inside of her.  He dismounted and walked away. She shouted after him and was about to follow when she spotted patient 27 with his laid back smile and for some reason this pissed her off. She went for him and he had her on the floor in no time. Patient 12, recognizing her and curious about the noise had wandered over. He had an idea. He told 27 to sit on her chest and make her suck him while he fucked her. 27 agreed and shoved his cock into her mouth. She choked and felt her tongue feel around it hungrily as if it had a mind of its own. She traced the veins standing out on it with her tongue and sucked, before she realized what she was doing, and began to fight back. Patient 12 crouched on the ground and began ramming into her. He dove in and out as her come exploded out of her. She coarsely growled as she fought the sensation. Whatever was going on in her abdomen now was driving her crazy. She came all over 12s cock and before she realized what she was doing she was humping him back. He seemed to like this and was making satisfied sounds as he rammed into her. 27 emptied his load with a quiet moan into her mouth. She swallowed, unable to do much else. He got off her and 12 was now free to lay down on top of her. He bit her nipples and sucked on them as she fought back and came all over him against her will. The movement of her struggles only stimulated him more and he reached an incredible climax and soaked her with his seed.
She lay panting on the floor. As good as everything had felt, her body had taken quite a bit of abuse, and she was sore and ached. 
She stumbled over to a corner where she remained for the rest of lunch, shooting hateful stares at everyone that passed her.
When lunch ended, it was not her doctor who came to collect her, but another. He led her back to her room and shackled her and left. About twenty minutes later, her doctor showed up. “I heard you caused quite a bit of trouble at lunch,” he said, smiling. “Well, actually I watched. Saw everything on the camera. We can’t have that kind of behavior here, and I’d let you off with a warning, but something tells me that wouldn’t do any good. I’m afraid you’ll have to be punished.” With that, he left and returned with a large cart big enough to hold a human, equipped with shackles. He moved her with some struggle to it, and wheeled her out of the room and down the hall.
They reached a new room now, and in it, he pushed her cart against a wall and shackled it to some bars to prevent it from moving. The room was dimly lit.
Without warning, he smacked her full force across her face. The jolt made whatever chemical was in the packet disolve a little more, and pleasure erupted in her abdomen again. He hit her again, and again and again. He then reached off to the side and pressed a button on what appeared to be some sort of control panel. The whirling sound of machinery started up, and a black metal arm like the one he’d used on her when she first arrived came down from the darkness of the ceiling. On the end of it was a seven inch, thick dildo covered in little bumps. It started pounding into her. She yelped and almost instantly she came, her juices pouring out onto the cold metal table she lay on.
While this was happening, her doctor took a leather strap and whipped her left tit once, and she screamed in pain. It left a dark red streak. He whipped her again, a little harder this time. She screamed again, an tears streamed down her face.
He slapped her again, full force. A little blood tricked out of her nose.
The machine continued to ram into her. The table had a considerable pool of her fluids now.
He leaned over and planted a deep kiss on her mouth, and she whimpered. He grabbed her tits and squeezed hard, and she grit her teeth in pain.
He pressed a couple of buttons and the machine pulled away. He then unshackled her and flipped her over and re-cuffed her. She tried to fight, but she was weak.
He pressed a few buttons and the machine returned. A little pipe emerged from above the dildo and squirted a considerable amount of.lube onto her ass. Her doctor reached over and rubbed it, dipping his fingers in a bit, making sure she was well greased. He pressed a button and the machine began to fuck her as she screamed. She was in pain, but at the same time, having her abdomen (and thus the packet) press against the table made her come with the intensity of the sensation.
It kept fucking her ass and for a while all she felt from that was pain. But after a little bit she began to notice it was feeling kind of good. Before she could enjoy it much, though, he pressed a few buttons and it retreated.
He unshackled her, smacked her already sore ass once and carried her in his arms to her room. She was a mess. She was covered in her own come, and a little blood was smudged on here face where he had hit her. He laid her gently down on her table and more gently he shackled her. She made no resistance.
He sat at his desk and typed for about five minutes, and scribbled some things down on his clipboard. When he finished he unshackled her and carried her to the showers.
She lay panting. The drug had worn off and all she felt was the pleasure that the chemical stimulated. Besides that she was tired and disheartened. He turned on the warm water and brought over the long hose. He grabbed some soap and lathered her up, gently washing away the fluids. He used a wet washcloth to clean her face. She became drowsy, and his gentle washing was peaceful. In her current state, it wasn’t long before she was asleep. The idea of titty fucking her soaped up breasts crossed his mind, but he dismissed it. He dried her off and carried her sleeping body to her table, and shackled her, and left.
The next morning she woke very achey and sore. She was fed breakfast, and then her doctor came to give her news.
“We see fit that you should be allowed free-range of this floor. You are to stay on this floor only. We have cameras and someone is always watching. Should you leave this floor, you will be caught, restrained, and returned to your room. All potential weapons are locked up, so don’t even bother trying.” He smiled and turned to leave, but remembered something. “One more thing,” he added, “you are welcome in any room, any patients room you like. With the exception of new patients, whose doors require a key anyway, and are locked. There is one other girl on this floor, I believe. Why don’t you go find her?” With that he left. She sat there for a second, considering. There was one other girl. Was she like her? Was she as desperate for freedom? She wouldn’t be a new patient if she was allowed visitors, so maybe she was like 27 or something, and happy in her surroundings. She turned things over in her mind a bit more and decided to go find her. She walked down the halls, and when she passed a patients room she saw a lable by the door that told the number, gender, and age of the patient, including assorted information like blood type or medical conditions, etc. She walked a long time, taking random turns, and passed four males before she found a door with a lable next to it that said “PATIENT 34; FEMALE; AGE: 22”.
She looked at the lable for a while, and finally, seeing no reason not to, she opted to go in.
She stepped in a room almost identical to hers, except there were a few bins filled with what she assumed to be 34s belongings and the room was well lit. A young woman turned to see her. She was slender, with small but nicely shaped breasts, and had long dark hair and brown eyes. She grinned when she saw 92. “Well hey there. They told me about you. Actually I see you in the lunch room a lot. You’re the quiet one aren’t you?” 92, as if to answer the question, didn’t respond. 34 chuckled and walked over to her and took her by the arm. “Well come in, I was just messing around with some puzzles. They give you those to guage your intelligence and skills you know. And to see how it varies depending on your current state.” She led 92 in by the arm, and she saw that what 34 was currently fiddling with was a complex puzzle box. She became interested, and glancing at 34 she sat down on the floor and began working with it. 34 sat and watched as she undid hinges and slid plates and pulled levers with ease. But her eyes didn’t watch her hands. They watched her body. 92 was oblivious as 34s eyes hungrily traced her gentle curves, milky fair skin and long silky hair. The rested on her round, firm breasts. Her pink nipples were perfectly shaped, about an inch and a half in diameter. 34 stood and walked over to the bins and picked something out of them, but 92 didn’t see, absorbed in the puzzle and feeling slightly safer in the presence of another female. She was sadly mistaken.
Before she could react, 34 had tackled her and cuffed her to the leg of the table. She flailed and screamed and writhed, and a sad realization that she was safe with no one in this building.
34 stood looking down at her, smiling, proud of her work. She kneeled by her side and stroked her hair. “Shhh,” she said like all the others, “it’s okay. It won’t last too long. Just relax.” She leaned down and began to gently suck on her nipple. 92s breasts were still very sensitive and sore from the beating they took the night before, and this increased tenderness made the sucking feel all the more intense. She flicked her tongue around the nipple, sucking and licking and she massaged the other breast. She dragged over a pair of very heavy weights and shackled 92s feet to them, spreading apart her legs. She returned to her breasts and licked and sucked and then began to kiss her way down to 92s abdomen. She saw the tiny lump above her crotch. “Ohh, I heard about these…they’re new. I wonder how it feels when I do this?” She pressed her finger directly on the tiny rise in skin. 92 groaned. The sensation began to spread faster. Rather than massage her clit, 34 rubbed and pushed on the packet, watching, totally fascinated, as the helpless girls eyes bulged and her jaw dropped. Her opening became soaked, ready for the pounding it was going to receive. She lowered her head to the other girls crotch, and began to steadily lick up her juices as she kept massaging her abdomen.
Her eyes brightened with the glow of a sudden idea and she hopped up and ran to the bins. She returned with a wireless vibrator, and turned it on and pushed it onto the little bump below 92s abdomen. She began rubbing it in circles, and 92 let out a loud cry as an orgasm rocked her body and her vaginal muscles repeatedly contracted as juices poured out of her. This was what 34 was looking for, and she licked them up. She then got up and grabbed a strap on, arranged it on herself and returned to finger 92 a little while longer before she laid herself on the panting girl and readied herself at the opening. 92 opened her eyes, and 34 smiled at her. “Think you can take me?” she asked. “It has nothing to do with the strap on. I know what to do with it.” And with that she shoved it in and began fucking. Never once did she forget to keep massaging the packet. 92 wondered if it was even safe to force it to release that much of the chemical into her body in such a short period of time.
34 began to twist her hips, making circles and shaking her ass from side to side. 92 cried out as she reached orgasm after orgasm. Finally, 34 removed the strapon and gave it a lick before tossing it to the side.
She rammed her clit up against 92s, rocking her hips from side to side, massaging them both as she moaned and rubbed 92s breasts. She ran off again and returned with a long, flexible rubber two way, and inserted one end into herself and one into 92. With it fully shoved in both of them, she began to rotate her hips, massaging the girls clit with her own at the same time. She began thrusting as well, and she carried them both to an orgasm. They came simultaneously and their juices mixed as she rubbed herself against the other girl. She grabbed the vibrator and began using it on the packet as she fucked her, moaning and crying out in pleasure. They both came again once more, and panting, she hung her head and laid down on 92. After a few minutes of holding her close to her, their tits pushed together, she got up and let 92 go. She lay there staring at the ceiling for a moment, and then jumped up and bolted. 34 stood watching with her hands on her hips and laughed.
Later that night, when her doctor led her to her table and shackled her, he chuckled and said, “I saw the trouble you got into today. I was watching on the cameras.” 92 looked up at him with a ‘don’t talk about it’ expression. He understood and was about to turn to leave, smiling, when something caught his eye. “Woah,” he said, “what did she DO to you?” The raise in her skin was gone. 34 had forced all of the packet to disolve. It was completely gone.
He burst out laughing. She stared curiously as he caught his breath. “That packet,” he explained, “wasn’t supposed to be gone for another week and a half. How are you still alive? I would think you’d have orgasmed to death.” He found this hilarious and burst out laughing again. He glanced at her and winked. “Hopefully you won’t tire of me after all that,” he said jokingly. He turned and left, and exhausted, she fell asleep.

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My first lesbian experiance PART ONE

I remember coming home smiling the day I met Nicholas.
I told my sister about him, I told my mum about him. Hell, I even rang my grandma who lives in Australia and told her about him!
He was the new kid at my school. He was in my cooking class, and my teacher told him to sit next to me. I was really annoyed at first, because I love cooking and I thought he would annoy me and distract me and just generally be a dick, because pretty much all of the boys at my high school were dicks.
But he didn’t.
He just gave me a bright smile and sat down next to me. He turned to face me and held out his hand and said ‘Hi, i’m nick!”. And smiled at me. His smile making his mossy green eyes soften and sparkle. He had a beautiful pearly smile, and a lovely head of curly dark hair.
He was so tall! And strong. I remembered not being able to open a cupboard in our classroom and he came over and literally ripped it open.
He was in my games class too. I remember walking past the boys changing rooms and the door swung open and I saw his back and arms. He was so muscly. His back was broad and his arms were ripped! Needless to say, I was incredibly attracted to him.
I could tell he was into me. He would wink at me down the hall way, and constantly try and talk to me in our lessons. But I loved it! Every second of it. At one point he was almost too flirty, trying to guess my bra size ‘out of curiosity’. When I told him I wouldn’t tell him he said ‘well I guess I’ll have to see if I’m right when I say 32D…”.
So one night we were both invited to a party, my friend Betty’s birthday party. Her dad owned a massive farm with loads of barns and a big house. The party was in a cosy barn filled with pillows and beds, and on the other side a big rug for us all to sit on. For her birthday she got ‘naughty truth or dare’, and she wanted us all to play! So we played. Most of the dares were ‘switch clothes with the opposite sex closest to you’, or ‘flash someone for 10 seconds’.
I got ‘demonstrate how you would unbutton someones pants with the person opposite you’. Nicholas was opposite me.
He gave me a cheeky wink and we shuffled closer to each other until we were in the middle of the circle. We stood up. Our friends giggled and encouraged me. He stared straight at me, into my eyes. I grabbed his zip. As I slowly pulled it down, he put his lips to my ear and whispered
“so later, I want to see if I guessed correctly..”.
I started unbuttoning his pants. I could feel he was hard and pulsing. His lips started caressing my ear.
“Alright you two!” Betty giggled. “You can stop now!”.
Embarrassed, I quickly sat down and didn’t make eye contact with him, but I could hear him zipping up his fly.
As the night progressed, I got a dared to make out with my friend Katie.
Katie was quite pretty. She had light blonde hair and light blue eyes and average sized boobs, unlike me with Dark caramel hair, hazel eyes and large boobs.
She was famous in our school for having a big, peachy butt that all the guys drooled over. I envied that butt!
I didn’t mind making out with her, we both just giggled and turned to face each other. She put her lips to mine and we started kissing, then introduced our tongues. She wasn’t bad! But then, drunkenly, she put her hand on my boobs and started squeezing and rubbing. Not wanting to feel left out, I put my hands on her big peachy butt and started giving that a squeeze. We continued making out, and she started massaging my nipples through my t-shirt and bra, so I decided to massage her anus through her pants, and she squealed with delight!
So then we stopped, everyone was in absolute awe. Especially Nicholas.
“That was AWESOME!” all the boys cheered. Even the girls cheered.
In the group there four girls and four boys. The girls were me, Betty, Katie, and Alisha. I didn’t know one of the boys and the other three were Nicholas, David and Matt.
The night continued, and were all incredibly drunk. Betty was hooking up with David on one of the beds, and Alisha with the boy I didn’t know. So left in our truth or dare circle was me, Nicholas, Matt, and Katie.
“Make out with each other again!” Matt yelled.
“That was soo hot.. I don’t think i’ve ever been so hard in my life!” he laughed.
At this point, the whole group had finished off three crates of beer, four bottles of white wine, two bottles of peach schnapps, a bottle of jack daniels, and a massive bottle of vodka, and we all had at least ten shots from it.
So wee agreed to the making out. Hell, it was fun! And it made Nicholas hot for me.. and I was off my face..
So once again we shuffled over to each other, very very drunkenly, and started kissing, again, and then we shoved our tongues down each others throats and she once again started groping my breasts and me her ass.. I gave it a quick spank which she then started moaning! Then I started fingering her ass through her pants, and slowly made my way to her wet pussy and started rubbing like i’ve never rubbed before! She was so wet, the juice dripping through her pants and onto the floor. Wow she produced a lot of juice.. it was so hot too.
She squealed and squealed with delight!
We toppled over so she was lying on top of me, our breasts squashed together, still making out. Her hands were all over my body. I was so fucking hot for her! And I didn’t care if I was straight!
I put my hands down her pants, and then her underwear and started fingering her, hard, pushing two, then three fingers in her pulsing pussy, her screaming for more, her hot juice dripping down my arm and on to my t-shirt. I kept massaging and rubbing, she pushed us up so we were kneeling again, and soon her hands traveled down to my pants and shoved her cold hands in my underwear, my pussy soon warmed them up! Her fingers going in and out so fast, it made me scream and moan. So there we were, both kneeling, breasts squashed together and nipples parallel, our hands down each others pants, both screaming and squealing, shoving our fingers up each others tight dripping holes until we both cummed (on eachothers hands!) and then started licking our hands. Wow. That was hot.
We both looked at the guys. Their mouths wide open and hands down their pants. Haha! Katie literally passed out on the floor from exhaustion and drunkenness.
Suddenly, Nick got up, staggered slightly (he had the most of the jack daniels..) and pulled me up and dragged me out of the barn to a barn opposite it, it was filled mostly with hay, a few boxes and an old mattress….

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My next door neighbors daughter

I will probably go to hell for this, but I have had erotic thoughts about LJ, since she and her mom moved into my neighborhood. For the last three months, LJ has been finding excuses to be at my house. She has been cutting my lawn and I have let her. She has offered to do my flower bed and I have just sat and watched her ass. And each time, she has arrived wearing a pair of tight hip hugging nylon shorts and an equally snug top which has nicely revealed every contour of her 16 year old breasts and nipples.
Last week, I got a call at work from Sandy, LJ’s mom. Sandy was crying and trying to tell me something. I got her calmed down and I listened. Sandy said several of her toys were missing. Sandy said she had heard moaning from LJ’s room. Sandy stood outside her daughters door and fingered herself as her daughter came. As Sandy was still fingering herself, she did not hear the door open. When Sandy opened her eyes, she saw LJ smiling.
“Thats okay mom. I borrowed your toys because I know how much you like to get off with them. I wanted to smell you on them when I got off. Everytime I cum, I imagine you between my legs. And Mom, I really cum hard. Would you show me what it’s like to make love to a woman?”
Sandy told LJ that what she wanted was considered incest. But perhaps Helen could help.
“Sandy, tell me that you did not say that I would help?” I said as a warm feeling swept through my body.
“I did. Besides, LJ says you have the hots for her. She said you love her thin nothing swimsuit which she wears when she is doing things at your house. Helen, I can’t do what she wants but you can. I trust you and if you want, I will be there in case you or LJ needs any help.”
“Sandy, let me get this straight. You want me to make love to your 16 year old daughter while you watch?”
“Yes, that is exactly what I want. And so does LJ. I know you want to. ”
Now I was the one with the flush over my body. My nipples were erect and I could feel juice leaking out of my panties. And it was not pee.
“Helen, how about coming over for dinner tonight?” she said. “I’ll open a bottle of wine to break the ice or is called heating up the cunts?
When I hung up the phone, I could not believe my conversation which had just occured. Was this a dream, I thought? As I was pondering what was going to be, my boss threw down a pile of papers and said she needed them done before I left for the evening. I took one look at the papers and my boss. How could she be so mean? It was Friday and I had three hours to go. The last thing I wanted was to do something for her. But she did have a shit eating grin on her face. Recently I have wondered if she is monitoring my phone calls. Perhaps she is. So she would know what I had planned for me. I cursed my boss as I did the paperwork. I did not curse too loudly, though. Before I started her mean request, I went to the ladies room and inserted my wireless vibrator deep inside me. At least I would be happy as I completed my bosses job.
I did get the job done sooner than I thought I would. As I drove home, I thought about what Sandy had volunteered me for. How could she know I was a Lesbian? Had she heard from someone I had a taste for women. As I was wondering who spilled the beans, I pulled up to my house. Sitting on the steps was Sandy. Great, I thought. LJ has changed her mind about having me make love to her, and all I have to look forward to is a quiet weekend.
“Sandy, is there some problem?”
“We need to talk, Helen.”
I could feel the doom looming.
Unlocking the door, I waited for Sandy to follow me inside my house.
“Helen, I want you to make love to me, while LJ watches.”
I stared at her in disbelief.
“I think it would be better for LJ to see what you are going to do to her by doing it to me, first.”
I sat down. I said, “I thought I was only going to be making love to one woman. Now you want me to make love to you first so your daughter will know what will happen to her?”
“I want you to do everything to me that you will then do to LJ. I don’t want you to hold back. I have had thoughts about being tied up and made love to. I don’t know if you are into bondage. I kinda hope you are.”
“I will be over in about twenty minutes,” I said. I really need to take a shower.”
“Why don’t you just come over now, and all three of us can step into the shower. I have one of those high capcacity shower units. I could park a car in it. But it does have water jets on the floor and along the wall in all the right places, if you know what I mean. Don’t you think, showering together will relax all of us? Sandy asked.
“Relaxing is not what this shower will do for me Sandy.”
“Thats okay, you can always relax after we are done with you,” Sandy said with a visible smirk.
I threw a couple of things into a bag and followed Sandy to her home. As she opened the door, we were both greeted by the sounds of a woman moaning. Sandy turned to me as her face blushed. She put her fingers to her mouth to tell me not to say a word. Quietly, Sandy pushed the door closed. We followed the sounds and came to a glass enclosed back room. LJ was sitting with her legs spread. Her two sizes too small tube top accented her young breasts and hard nipples. LJ had her eyes closed as Sandy and I moved quietly as mice and stood facing LJ.
LJ was wearing tight white nylon shorts which had been pulled to the side so she could stuff her fingers into herself. LJ came again but this time louder. I could see goose bumps form on her neck as yet another orgasm swept over her young body. Sandy reached over and pinched my erect nipple. She gave it a little twist and I bite my lip. My knees were weak and juices were flowing out of me and down my leg. I returned the favor and slipped my hand into Sandy’s blouse to her firm breast. Her nipples were larger than mine. I took her nipple between my two finger nails and pinched. Sandy moaned almost as loudly as LJ.
LJ opened her eyes.
“I was wondering when you two guys were coming back here. Sorry but I couldn’t wait any longer.”
It did not take a rocket scientist to notice that LJ still had her fingers inside of herself as she talked to us. LJ’s face contorted and her body froze. Sandy and I stared as think white juice poured forth from LJ’s cunt.
“That was very nice, LJ” Sandy said.
“Thanks mom.”
“Helen, I can’t wait for you to make love to me. Mom and I disccused it and agreed you should first do mom so I can see what you are going to do to me. Did mom tell you she has this fanatasy about being tied down by a beautiful woman, such as yourself, and made to beg to cum? Well, I have a smilar fantasy but I want to be tied and made to have more orgasms than I have ever had in my life. I want to be made to cum until there is not a breath left in my body.”
As LJ was telling me her fantasy, she was smiling at me. As she came, she cupped her hand and caught her love juice.
“Tell me if I taste sweet, Helen?
I eagerly licked up her cum. Feeling weak in the knees, I said, “You are very sweet.”
“LJ, we discussed this behavior, didn’t we?” Sandy said. “Do you remember what I told you and more specically what I would do if you did what you are doing now, young lady?”
“Yes, mom. I thought it would be cool to have another woman other than you taste my cum. But I agreed and I am ready for my punishment. Where do you want to do me?”
This whole scene was getting stranger but I was not leaving. I watched as LJ pulled her panties off and stood up from the couch. Sandy sat down and LJ lay over Sandy’s legs. LJ’s young hard ass was fully exposed. Sandy glanced at me and smiled. Then she raised her hand and came down hard on LJ’s fleshy ass. LJ yelped. Sandy slapped her daughters ass again. And LJ whimpered again. As Sandy continued to hit the reddened ass of her daughter, LJ’s yelping changed to moans. LJ was getting turned on and so was I.
“How rude of me,” Sandy said as she stopped the spanking. “Helen, would you like to give punishment to LJ?
I think I said yes because Sandy whispered to LJ to get off of Sandy’s lap. I sat on the couch and LJ lay across my lap. Instantly I felt wetness on LJ’s crotch against my legs. I raised my hand and gave a little spanking.
“No, Helen. I want you to do it hard. LJ has to learn her lesson. And the best way is to make her suffer. I want to see her ass bright red. Now, strike her ass and do it like you mean it. I’ll just sit over here and rub my nipples, if you don’t mind.”
I looked at Sandy in disbelief as she opened her blouse and began to rub her breasts and nipples. I raised my hand and came down hard on the cherry red ass. LJ moaned and began to grind her mound against my legs. I felt myself blush as I oozed pussy juice into my panties. I was turned on almost as much as LJ and Sandy. And I felt a simply delicous feeling growing in my groin. I began to swat her fanny harder as I gushed something sweet.
“Mom, Look. Helen is getting off on spanking me.”
I froze in mid spank.
“Helen, don’t stop spanking her. She has to learn a lesson. But before you begin again, tell me if she is wet.”
“I feel her wetness on my legs,” I said.
“Helen, reach between her legs and push your fingers into her. Is she soaked?”
I felt my face get hot as I reached between LJ’s legs. Yes, she was not just wet. She was soaked.
“She is quite wet, Sandy.”
“Good, she deserves to be soaked. But make sure she does not cum. She does not deserve to cum. She is a devil daughter. She will not cum until I tell her she can cum. If she cums, I will be quite upset. You will make sure she does not cum?” Sandy said with a straight face.
I must have looked like a deer frozen by the headlights of a car. None of this was making any sense.
“LJ likes to cum too much. So when we are around friends, she must ask for permission to cum. If she cums without permission, she will be tied to my four poster bed and punished. And she knows that.”
“Now please continue to spank her. But I want to hear her cry out when you apply your hand to her cheeks. And remember, she is not to cum.”
Thinking to myself, I wondered if I was set up. But why. I thought I was supposed to be showing my next door neighbors daughter how to be made love to. Suddenly, I really got into the spanking. I was smacking the firm red cheeks of a 16 year old who was laying over my lap. And I was getting turned on as well. There was the all too familar feeling between my legs as I felt my love juice moisten my panties. The harder, I spanked, the more LJ moaned and screamed. I had one hand pushing on her lower back, so her body was centered on my mound. And as she moved around, she rubbed against me. The more she moved, the more I spanked. And the closer I came to cumming.
My eyes were closed as I spanked. I did not see that Sandy had risen from her chair and moved behind me. I felt a light kiss on my neck. I shivered. My eyes were still closed. Then a fingernail scratched the back of my neck, and I moaned. As I tilted my head back, Sandy’s lips touched mine, our tongues met. She reached down, found my hard nipples and pinched them, hard.
LJ moaned and came. I moaned louder and came with a gush which soaked through my panties and onto the couch. Sandy continued to pinch my nipples and suck my tongue. It felt like one continuous orgasm was washing over my body. As my orgasm died away, Sandy pulled away from me. Then quite out of the blue, she slapped my face.
“I told you to make sure that LJ did not cum. You promised. Now you must be punished! Look how much she came. She soaked my new couch. I told you not to let her cum.”
“What do you mean by punished?” I asked.
Without answering me, Sandy blurted out, “Time to come clean.”
“Helen, you are welcome to join LJ and myself in our shower. It is big enough for 8 but 3 will fit just fine. I know that LJ is prime for fucking and so am I.”
Was this a dream, I wondered.
I followed Sandy who by the way has the firmest clothed butt I have ever seen in my life. And I had yet to see it undressed. LJ followed me. LJ had her hands on my butt. I guess she was helping an old(ha) lady up the steps.
As we entered what I would guess was Sandy’s bedroom, Sandy turned and faced me. She smiled and I nearly melted.
“Helen, I need to ask you something. I know you think that LJ wants you to make love to her. But I want to make love to you as well. I don’t want you to feel at all uncomfortable about being here. If you want to leave now, that is okay. But if you stay, WE PLAN ON HAVING OUR WAY WITH YOUR BODY!
I did not have to think twice about this. “Okay,” I answered.
‘That’s what I thought you would say, ” LJ said.
“Now stand still as we undress you. Do not move or try to help us. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I said as I felt a shiver race through my body. I was about to be undressed by a 16 year old and her mother. I stood motionless as Sandy unbuttoned my blouse and LJ pulled it away from my body. Sandy’s fingernails touched and scratched my neck and down the front to the top of my bra. My nipples were beginning to show themselves as she lightly touched my breasts. LJ was massaging my neck and shoulders. Off came my bra and fell to the floor. Sandy continued to massage breasts and nipples. Pulling and twisting my now hard nipples, made me dizzy with passion. Sandy pulled down my jeans and then my soaked panties. LJ had moved against my back and was rubbing herself against me. I reached behind me to feel LJ’s young body. LJ moaned loudly in my ear. LJ reached around my front , found my wet pussy and pushed her fingers into me. LJ rubbed me for several minutes until I came. I closed my eyes to absorb what was happening to me.
Then I felt something cold on my wrists and before I could react, LJ had snapped on a pair of handcuffs to my wrists. My eyes snapped open.
“Hey, what gives?” I said.
“I said we were going to have our way with you and this is the beginning, bitch.”
LJ slapped my bare ass and laughed. I did not laugh. I moved away.
“Mom, do you think she needs more spanking?”
“Yes, sweetheart. I think she needs to learn her lesson.”
“What lesson?” I blurted out.
“You promised me you would not let LJ come and she did. Now you have to pay. ”
“Step out of your pants, Helen,” Sandy commnaded.
I guess I did not act fast enough because Sandy pinched on my nipples with her finger nails. I glared at her and stepped out of my pants.
“That’s a good girl. Now step out of your panties as well. ”
Again, I was pinched.
I stood and watched as Sandy and LJ undressed. Sandy still had the nicest butt I would ever want to have my way with. LJ’s stomach was flat and she was smooth and shaven. I do love cameltoes.
“Okay girls, shower time. Time to get all wet and slippery. Are you wet and slippery, Helen? LJ, be a good girl and see if our guest is wet and slippery.”
LJ came within two inches of my body. Her lips touched my lips and our tongues met. She was not inexperienced at all. As our tongues played tagged, her hands went first to my breasts, then my nipples and down my tummy. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and closed her teeth over it. As she bit down, her fingers slid easily into me. Just as quickly, she pulled out and back. I wanted more and was left hanging.
“Mom, she is ripe.”
“Okay, Helen. Follow me.”
I did not move fast enough because suddenly Sandy produced a pair of rubber tipped forceps. She opened the forceps and slowly closed them over my left nipple. My nipple felt like it was in a bear trap. I think she would have closed it all the way and crushed my nipple if I had not said, “Okay.”
“Thats a good Helen. Now follow me. ”
I had no choice as she pulled on the forceps which was closed over my nipple. LJ was stroking my ass as we walked to the bathroom.
“LJ, honey, do turn on the shower for us. I want to see how wet our guest is, myself.”
Sandy pulled me to her as her fingers probed deep inside of me. I was getting worked up and I know Sandy could tell. As Sandy pushed her fingers deeper, she closed the forceps a bit more. The pain was making me feel quite turned on. Then Sandy pushed deeper into me and touched my G spot. The room was spinning as Sandy pressed harder. I came with a gush which left me drained.
“Mom, the shower is ready.”
“Helen is ready too,” Sandy answered.
LJ stepped into the steam filled shower. Sandy pulled me along and I too stepped in. Looking around the shower stall, I saw nozzles mounted on the walls and the floor. Above the nozzles on the walls, were stainless steel hooks.
“Helen, if you want to call it quits, we can stop. I will then ask you never to associate with either LJ or myself again. We will be just like any other neighbor. You can say hello in passing but we will never invite you over for anything ever again. You will never know how sweet LJ tastes when she cums. You will never see her eat her mommy the way I like it to be done. And you will never be invited to sex all nighter with some of my les gf’s and their daughters. it’s your choice.”
Without a seconds hesitation, I said, okay.
Sandy pushed me against the cold tile of the shower. She spread my legs as she soaped my ass. Then she slide the wash cloth up and down my legs, pausing to reach under me and rub my clit. I began to moan as she rubbed my clit, harder. I wanted her to continue to massage my clit and I wanted to cum for her. As my orgasm was closing in, she slapped my ass and laughed. She spun me around and roughly washed my chest and again my pussy. Of course my nipples were hard. And each time the wash cloth rubbed against them, I moaned.
I was soaped from top to botton as LJ took over. LJ removed a handheld shower head from the wall and pointed it at my pussy. The water began to pulse against and into me. My knees buckled but before I could collapse, LJ had pulled on the hemostat and brought me back to reality.
LJ held my pinched nipple as she played the water on all the right places on my body. She had this evil look in her eyes and I felt horny as hell. She made me bend over as she pushed the shower head against my ass hole. Little needle fingers pulsed against my tender ass tissue as LJ cleaned the soap from my backside. A wonderful orgasm was growing as she turned me around and aimed the needle fingers at my breasts. That was all I needed. I opened my mouth to scream and she slapped my face. Nothing like throwing cold water on a perfectly good orgasm. I glared at her but my glare shifted to Sandy as I watched her shove her fingers deep into her pussy. I had almost forgotten about Sandy.
Sandy looked up, smiled and came. Her pussy pumped white cum into her cupped hand. But without offering her cum to me, she slurped it up.
My hands were still fastened behind myself and my pussy needed service. I wanted to cum badly and I could do nothing. Sandy must have been reading my mind. She came to me, looked deep into my eyes as she placed her hands on my nipples and breasts. She began to massage my breasts and my knees got weak again. We were still in the shower as hot water fell over my body as my next door neighbor massaged my chest. She led be away from the tile wall to the middle of the shower. Then she stopped. Listen, I wanted to say. I do really need to cum but all you two are doing is turning me into mush. Both you guys have cum and I have yet to get off.
Then the hot water stopped. I was standing there in the shower, with water dripping off my body and an urgent need to have an orgasm. Sandy pinched my right nipples between her finger nails and gave a little tug. I followed her into the bedroom. All three of us were still naked. I was wet and wanted to get wetter. I was not really in a position to tell them what I wanted. I mean I could have said, I wanted out but something in me, said stick around.
“Spread your legs, Helen.”
I stood with my legs spread.
“Now LJ, I want you to show me what you have learned about kissing and licking ass. I want you to do to Helen, what you have learned to do to me. I want you to make Helen feel right at home.”
LJ walked around me, pausing to touch my nipples. Then her fingers slipped into my pussy and pumped for a few times. Then she disappeared behind me. I felt her fingers on either side of my cheeks. She pulled my cheeks apart. Then I felt the most heavenly feeling I had felt ever. LJ’s 16 year old tongue touched my ass hole. And I came. I really came. And her talented tongue continued to ream me out. Her tongue took on a life of its own as she licked from the tip of my pussy to my tail bone. I shook more than jello. Just when I thought I could not take it any longer, I felt fingers on my pussy. Looking down, I saw the top of Sandy’s head. Her lips sucked my clit as her tongue probed my pussy. Sandy’s tongue was as talented as her daughters.
If this wasn’t heaven, nothing was. Then it happened. No warning. No buildup. I came like a freight train. It was one continuous orgasm. A really long one or was it three or five or eight. But I came.
And when I came, I peed. Not jsut a little. There was no way that Sandy would not notice my pee. She did not pull away when I peed.
“Look mom. Helen peed. She needs to be taught a lesson, doesn’t she?” LJ said.
“She is our guest, LJ.”
“Mom, how come, Helen gets off and when I pee, you punish me.”
“LJ, you have a point. Fair is fair.”
“Helen, since you said you wanted to stay, then you must obey my rules of my house. I hope you enjoyed your little orgasms. Because now you will become ours to do whatever we want. And LJ will first do whatever she wants to you, while I watch. And if LJ does not do it right, she will be made to do it again and again. Helen, are the bottoms of your feet ticklish?”
Sandy stood behind me and whispered in my ear.
“I’m going to take off your cuffs. I don’t want you to fight us or try to get away. We are going to make you cum like no other woman has ever made you cum. We will not hurt you unless you agree to some pain. I know that sometimes a little pain is very good in driving a woman over the top. I will tell you everything we are going to to do before we do it. If you don’t want to go along with us, then leave now.”
“Ok,” I Answered.
Sandy uncuffed me, while LJ removed the hemostats from my smashed nipples.
“I want you to lie down on the bed. We are going to tie you spreadeagled to te bed. And then I am going to watch from the end of the bed while LJ has her way with you. She is going to first suck and tickle your toes and the very sensitive soles of your feet. I will ask you not to pee in my bed when you cum because if you do pee, then I will punish you myself. And I can be a bitch.”
I did not object as I was pushed back on to the bed. Nor did I say anything when Sandy and LJ pulled fastened my wrists to the iron head board. I did moan when they stopped near my breasts and each took a nipple in their mouths and sucked me. They did this while I tried to get off my squeezing my legs together. I was so close to cuming but somehow they knew that because my legs were suddenly spread and my ankles were secured to the end of the bed. I wanted to beg to cum but I had not begged for sometime. Sandy slipped a pillow under my head so I could see what LJ was going to do.
I watched Sandy move a chair close to the bed. She smiled at me as she spread her legs and dropped her hand into her pussy. Then she began to massage her clit. She knew what it was doing to me. Then I felt a warm wet mouth slid over my big toe and a very active tongue lick my toe. I reacted by jumping and trying to move my foot out of the way. But because of the ankle tie, I was helpless. She licked and sucked my other toe and I was so close to having a toe orgasm.
Then she withdrew her mouth. Now I was close to begging. But she did not stop for long because she began to tickle the soles of my feet. I screamed with laughter. She did not quit even when I begged her stop. I wanted her to stop because I felt the need to pee. I tried to yell that I was going to pee but I could not stop laughing. And of course the urge to pee just got worse.
Not only did I need to pee but I felt the brut of all orgasms boiling in my groin. And this time I did not beg but I came with an eruption of first cum then pee. And their was no mistaking the pee because it rose in a stream and hit LJ on her chest.
I stared at LJ and tried to say as softly as I could, please don’t tell your mother.
“Mom, Helen just peed,” LJ said.
LJ Stood up and pointed her finger at me. I wanted to tie that bitchy teenager down and see how she felt when I made her cum so much that some of her brain cells died.
“Helen, you have been a very bad girl. And now you are going to pay. Have you ever heard of figging? I have always wanted to see how a woman reacts to having fresh ginger slipped into her ass and her pussy. I read that ginger makes Ben Gay seem tame. I will tell you that it is the closet thing to being on fire with suffering any burns. And since you think its okay to make fun of my lovely daughter, you should be made to burn.”
Now, I was getting scared. This was a side of Sandy, I had never seen. I began to pull at my wrist and ankle ties but alas I was going nowhere fast.
I glared at Sandy as she reached into plastic bag and withdrew a ginger root. Yes, I had heard of figging and yes I wanted to see what it was like to have a lover experience the effects. But I wanted to be the one watching and not the one receiving! Sandy pulled on a pair of plastic gloves and took out a paring knife. Then she peeled the dry skin off the root and seemed to shape it. I was scared, yet terribly turned on.
“Now, lovely Helen, I want you to relax as I push this ginger into your ass. ”
Relaxing was not what I had in mind. But someone Sandy knew that I was not going to go along with this easily. LJ reached over and took my nipples in her fingers. She squeezed the living shit out of them. I relaxed as Sandy pushed the ginger into me. Then Sandy pushed a black butt plug to within an inch of my nose. She withdrew it and licked it several times. The plug was forced into my ass, holding the ginger. Okay, I thought. This is not so bad. Actually there was a cold sensation in my ass.
But wait. The cold stopped and now my ass was getting warm. Okay, I can handle this. The warm grew to hot and hotter. And fuck, it is hot. My ass is on fire. As I twisted and tried to get away from the pain, I watched throught tear clouded eyes as Sandy took another piece of ginger and touched it to my clit. This I felt, right away. My clit was heating up and so was I. I don’t know what happened to me but I wanted to fuck anything. My ass and clit were on fire. And I was flooding the bed with cum. The more I cam, the hotter was the sensation in my pussy and ass. My cum was flowing down to my ass.
Sandy pushed the piece of ginger into me and held it in place with her finger. I could feel my vaginal muscles spasming as the ginger did whatever it did to me. My pussy was trying to suck her fingers deep into me and I wanted more. Up until this time, LJ was just standing near the bed, fingering herself. Not to be kept on the sidelines for long, she got on the bed, lifted her leg over my head and lowered her pussy to my mouth.
LJ ground her pussy into my mouth as I tried to catch her clit with my teeth. As LJ came for the fourth time, she paused. This was enough time for me to catch her clit. I latched onto her clit with my lips and would not let her go. I attacked her clit with my tongue as her body convulsed. And convulse she did. And when I made her cum, she tasted like warm honey. And I held her clit in my teeth and she bucked and ground her pussy into my mouth.
As I was sucking her clitty, I felt a hand on my ankle. And my ankle was free. Then the other ankle was freed as well. LJ was so into having her orgasms she did not see what her mom was d0ing to me. Sandy released my wrists as well. When I reached up and grabbed LJ’s nipples with my free hands, LJ gasped. Sandy pulled LJ off of me.
I sat up.
“Now ladies, I think its my turn. You both have gotten off way too many times. Now I get to play. I want you two to rub your clits against each other. Lets see what it looks like to have a mother and daughter rub their clits against each other.” I watched as Sandy and LJ intertwined their legs so their clits were in direct contact. They were so close, there was hardly room for a feather between them. They each were leaning back on their hands for support. Then I got an idea.
“Do you have any nipple clamps Sandy?”
“Under the bed in the red box,” Sandy answered.
I reached under the bed and brought out the red box. My, my but the red box was full of toys and vibrators. And there were several sets of nipple clamps.
“LJ has never had nipple clamps.”
“Good,” I said as I took out the clamps. Each clamp was connected to a chain. I got up on the bed and took one of Sandy’s nipples in my fingers. I did not have to rub and massage her nipple very long. I took her nipple in my fingers and gave it a squeeze. Sandy moaned. Then I opened the clamp and slowly closed it over sandy’s hard nipple. I watched her eyes as the clamp bit into her sensitive flesh. Her upper lip quivered a little as the clamp bit down.
Then I looked at LJ. Her nipple was rock hard. “Does this excite you?” LJ.
“Sandy, I think your daughter likes this. Are you sure she has never done the clamps before?”
I attached the other clamp to each free nipple and then I sat back. Such a sight to see a loving mother with her nipples attached to her daughters nipples. But wait something was missing. I tied each of their wrists together so they could not move and get a way.
I went to kitchen, cut a nice size piece of ginger for each of them. Coming back into the bedroom, I reached into the red box of toys and removed two red butt plugs. I had each of my lovers lift herself up as I reached under her and inserted some ginger, then the butt plug. Then I slipped the biggest vibrator Sandy had, between their legs. The head looked like a basketball, so I knew it would press on all the right places. Actually the head of the vibrator slipped between their legs as though it was meant to. Then I switched it to hum. And hum they did. They jerked and twisted and moaned and came as I played them. And yet they stayed close to each other. The nipple clamps kept them close. And to make sure they remained together while I did some shopping, I tied their knees together so their legs were around each other.
I kissed LJ and Sandy and their lips and left.
‘We can’t stay like this,” Sandy yelled after me.
“You’ll stay like that until I release you. Hope you cum alot but remember, I don’t want either of you to pee or you will have hell to pay!”

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