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Virgin Girl 2

Ok, so it doesn’t happen in the first page as promised, but rest assured, the beautiful, young girl does get her cherry popped!!!

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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Family Ties (7&8)

Steph announced that she was tired and was gonna head to bed. I thought about trying to convice her to stay with us, but I decided to just let her do her own thing. She’d have stayed if she wanted.
I turned and stared at Amys naked body next to mine. Her dark hair hung in her face. Her eyes were closed and her puckered lips curled into a smile.
I moved to my side and ran my hand over her head. Amy opened her eyes ever so slightly.
“Hey, you…” I said.
Amy inhaled deeply.
“Hey.” She said.
“How you feelin’?” I asked.
“Really good right about now.” Amy said with a smile.
I ran my hand down and locked it into hers. Our hands fought in a playful manner.
“You still look beautiful.” I whispered.
“Aren’t you sweet?” Amy said.
I leaned my head down and kissed Amys shoulder. The feel of her smooth body sent waves through my own. My cock began to twitch…
“Again?” Amy asked as if she couldn’t believe it.
I had to laugh.
“Well, I just can’t get enough of you, Amy.” I said.
“Hmm. I suppose.” she said.
Amy and I laid on our sides, facing each other. I moved myself closer and she started to tug on my cock. I cupped her breasts and kissed her neck, gently.
Her hand wrapped tight around my cock, pumping, Amy moaned as I squeezed her nipples. I lashed my tongue down her neck. This was one sweet girl.
I placed my left hand on her right ass cheek. I slid my hand down and pulled her thigh up. I moved my hips in inch by inch until I was once again inside of my new toy.
Amy draped her right leg over my waist. From here, I could pump all night long.
Amy was much more comfortable with me than she had been at fair. That made all the difference. She was still hott and the lubrication was pre-applied.
Amy and I continued kissing as I started bucking into her. I had to brush the dark hair from her face.
Our eyes met. It was so powerful. We stared deep into each other, breathing hard, as I continued pumping into her sweet hole, faint grunts being whispered in my ear.
I grabbed her ass tightly and shoved my face into her neck.
Amy pushed herself up with her shoulder and sat on me. Even without her boots on, she was still my little cowgirl.
I looked over my chest to Amys bald pussy…being attacked by my average cock.
Her face contorted as she bounced up and down on my waist. Her breasts had a nice sway to them.
I grabbed Amy by the hips and laid her on her side once more. I got on my knees and lifted her left leg. I was gonna take this pussy sideways.
I had to support Amys leg as I pounded her.
After a few minutes of this, I knew it wouldn’t be long.
I exited Amy and stayed on my knees. Amy got on her knees and came to me. Facing me, she slid on my cock. She looked like she was sitting on my lap. I grabbed each leg and held her up, her feet still somewhat supported by the mattress.
It was perfect. She was able to bob herself up and down with her legs, and I was able to lift with my arms.
Amy wrapped her arms around my neck tightly and moaned. I felt the familiar feel of her pussy constricting my cock.
Her legs stopped assisting me. I had to do the lifting from here.
“Oh God…” I said.
After just a few lifts, I felt my cock erupt inside of Amy. My body tensed and squeezed Amy hard.
“Shit!” I moaned.
Covered with sweat and God knows what else, I laid Amy down on her back. I laid close to her.
We fell asleep.
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The next morning, after a blowjob and a quickie, Amy left. As a keepsake to remember her by, she gave me her panties. What a gal.
I tossed the panties on Steves bed and walked out into the party room, totally nude. Looked like I was alone.
I walked over to Stephs door and turned the knob slowly. I opened to door and there she was. Steph was laying in bed on her stomach, asleep. Her blue sheet was pulled up so it rested just beneath her shoulder blades. From what I could tell, there were no signs of a bra.
I crept over to her bedside, lifted her sheet, and crawled in next to her. Just as I thought. Not only was she without a bra, she wasn’t wearing a thing. My favorite.
I brushed her hair and kissed her cheek. She opened her eyes the way you do when you someone wakes you up before you’re actually done sleeping.
“Hey, tiger…” I said, softly.
“Hey, you.” She said.
“Sleep well?” I asked.
“Mhmm.” She answered. “You?”
“The sleep I got.” I said, smiling.
“Oh. Right. Amy. She’s cute.” she said. “What’d you guys do?”
“Everything you can think of.” I said.
“Well, aren’t you Mr. Lucky?” She said, teasing.
“I’m feeling like it.” I said, kissing her cheek again.
“Is Stevie home?” she asked.
“No. Not yet.” I answered.
“Too bad. I need some lovin’.” She said with a smirk.
“Oh. I’ve got your lovin’.” I said.
Steph turned to her side, giving me the greatest view of her naked body. I leaned in and we kissed hard. I cupped her perky breast in my hand and pinched her nipple.
Steph worked her tongue all around my mouth. I broke the kiss and watched my hand run down her stomach and disappear into the lips of her pussy. She was hot.
She reached out and wrapped her fingers around my throbbing shaft. She tugged and tugged as pre-cum oozed out of my cock.
I ran my finger all around her pussy. I loved the way it felt.
I pushed Steph onto her back and she started to giggle as she spread her legs wide. I placed a hand on the bed on each side of her head. I brought my hips down slowly so I could line up. I hit my target.
I started out with my usual snail pace and worked my way up to a good speed.
“Oh, Steph…” I moaned.
“Ugh. I’m so happy to have you all to myself again.” she said.
I kept my hard shaft pumping in and out of her wet pussy.
Finally, I brought my hands back and laid directly on top of her. She wrapped her legs around me and I started kissing and sucking her neck.
“Well, what the fuck am I missing?” Steve said. He was home.
Steve walked from the party room into Stephs and just stood there.
“Hey…….Steve……” I said between breaths.
“Jesus Christ. Most people have the common decency to stop long enough to talk. But, no. Not you two fucks.” he said, kidding.
“Little…Busy…Stevie…” Steph called out.
We didn’t even stop for a second. Just because Steve was there didn’t mean we had to. He just kinda stared at me as I rammed his sister.
“Alright. Well, I’m going to bed.” he announced as he walked out the door.
It was morning, but him going to bed was understandable. He had been out all night doing God knows what with God knows who.
I kept pumping Steph until I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock.
“OH BRET!” She yelled.
I pumped a few more times for good measure and brought myself out. I got on my knees and sat by her side. She reached up and grabbed my cock. I placed my hands on the back of my waist as she pumped.
In no time at all, stream after stream of my load was pouring on her chest.
She released my cock and ran a finger to one of the pools of my cum. She got a little on her finger, brought it to her mouth and sucked it off.
I laid down next to her and we kissed. We laid there for a long time talking about life, Amy, us, Steve, etc.
Steph told me I’d woke her up too soon and she wanted to go back to sleep. I was fine with that. I kissed her again and walked out of her room.
I made the trip across the party room back to Steves. I opened the door and he was in bed. He wasn’t sleeping. He was just laying there with his sheet pulled up to just below his pecs, hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling.
“Hey.” I said, walking in rubbing my cock.
“What’s up?” He asked.
“Not a thing.” I said, laying down on his bed. “How was your night?”
“Eh.” He answered. “Yours?”
“It was pretty good.” I said, smiling.
“Yeah. Your morning didn’t look too bad, either.” He said.
“What can I say?” I said, cockily.
“I can’t sleep for shit.” he said. “I’m bored. Let’s do somethin’.”
“What do you wanna do?” I asked.
“I dunno.” He said. “You’re already naked.”
“Haha.” I answered. I thought he was kidding.
“You don’t want to?” He asked.
“Seriously?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He said. There was no kidding.
“Well, I dunno. I mean, I just fucked Steph a little bit ago. I dunno if I can.” I said.
In reality, I wanted to. Steve was a good lookin’ dude. It wasn’t like we hadn’t done it before.
“What about now?” Steve asked.
Steve lifted the sheet off of his body. He was totally naked, except for the fact that he was wearing Amys panties.
It almost made me laugh. But in a way it was pretty sexy.
Steve stood up and walked around, giving me full view of his body trapped inside of the panties. I just laid there looking at him.
My faithful cock began to twitch back to life.
Steve crawled back onto the bed and seductively made his way to my body. He straddled me and sat down on my cock. He leaned forward and kissed me. I kissed him back. I ran my hands down his hips.
Steve broke the kiss and moved down to my nipples. He sucked each one and flicked them with his tongue.
Steve turned around on me and leaned down to suck my cock. He sure was a talented lad.
I started to buck my hips into him, but I didn’t want to pop on a blowjob.
With his ass in my face, I reached up and pulled the backs of the panties down. Steve sat up and helped me remove them.
He turned so he was facing me once more. This time, as he sat down, he made sure I entered him.
He ran his hands down my chest as he began to bounce on my cock. With each motion, his cock flopped up and down, smacking my stomach.
I reached down and took his cock into my hand and started to pump it. Steve closed his eyes and bit his lip.
I didn’t feel like I had enough control so I sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed. I wrapped my arms around Steves waist and helped him with his bouncing.
“Ah. Fuck. Bret. So good.” He mumbled.
I wiggled my hips back and forth. Steve still had a nice, tight ass.
After a bit of this, I had Steve get up so we could stand up. I got behind Steve and made him bend over. I entered him again and started pumping. I was in full control.
My balls smacked his ass over and over as I let out small grunts.
Steve was bent over but he had his back arched so his head was high. I ran my hand around to his front and grasped his cock. I started matching the pumps with the thrusts of my hips.
Soon enough, I could hear Steve moan and felt hot liquid oozing down over my hand. Steve had came.
I kept pumping with great force until I felt my balls tug and my cock erupt inside of Steve.
I exited Steve and he crashed onto his bed. I laid next to him and we kissed some more.
We both had our hands running over the others body, almost asleep, when Steph walked into the room, still naked.
“Oh good! You’re ready for me!” She yelled.
Steve and I looked at each other.
Why not?

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I have a Dick and a Pussy

I have a dick and a pussy
When I was born, I had regular dick with a pussy right underneath it. A hermaphrodite the doctors called it…or ‘Hermie’ for short.
I was male dominate and led a regular boys life. No one could see it in gym class at all. My balls covered my pussy. I could jack off like all the other boys and I could play with my pussy and clit like girls. I really had the best of both worlds. When I got to be about 11 or 12, I started having the usual feelings about wanting to fuck girls. I jacked off thinking about them, just like my buddy’s all did.
Secretly though, I wanted to feel a dick in me also. I jacked off with my dick and played with my pussy both. I could cum regular with my dick, and give myself an orgasm playing with my pussy. I got a dildo and I could jack off and orgasm both then. I got a double feeling if I timed it right. I would cum big as I orgasmed at the same time.
I had a 13yr old, younger sister. She knew about my extras and never told anyone. She had never seen my extras and we never had talked about it, she was just a regular sister.
I found I was looking at her fine body more and more. She was getting some nice full tits, a fine looking ass and she was starting to turn me on, more and more. She was a hotter younger version of my mom, who was build very sexy. She was noticing me too. We slowly started flirting with each other, and she liked it when I tickled her, and got a little feel of those new tits of hers.
The sexy looks at each other were getting real hot. One night we both got up to go to the bathroom at same time, about 1am. Our doors both opened together, and we just stopped and smiled at each other. We had to be quiet and walked together down the hall. There was only a little light in the hallway. Who would get to the bathroom first. She smiled very sexy and whispered: ( ….” you can and pee in the sink, but I have to sit down to pee”..) I smiled and we both went in quietly and closed the door. Damn she was looking so sexy, no bra, no panties and a sheer thin night gown. I got a hard on fast. She slowly lifted up her gown smiling at me and my big eyes watching her hot body. She sat down. Boys can’t pee with a hard on. So…I just took out my hard dick and tried. Her eyes locked on my dick as she peed, shivered, wiped but kept her hand on her pussy She whispered: (“…why aren’t you peeing?”) I explained about boys can’t pee with a hard on. She grinned and ask me if she was the reason I had a hard on?
I said hell yes, and if you weren’t so damn sexy looking, I wouldn’t have this problem. She grinned and giggled a little. I said it’s no use, I can’t pee with you sitting there playing with your pussy. She said…“I am not!” I said I know what a woman feels, and yes you are, I can tell by the way you look at my dick. She blushed a little. She went back to looking at my dick, then said. ‘
“Can I see it?…your vagina?” I lifted up my dick and balls and let her look. ‘wow’ she said. “Does it feel just like a regular vagina?” “It sure does” I said. She paused
“Can I touch it.?” I said, “First I have to pee, then you can touch me all you want.” I pulled her up and I sat down and closed my eyes trying not think how sexy she was looking. I hummed and tried to think of other things. Soon my dick went down enough for me to pee. “..ahh there“, I said. I opened my eyes and there she was with her hand on her pussy, rubbing it and smiling. She whispered: (“..we gotta talk sometime, we could have a lot of fun together.”)
I knew just what she was thinking. She could have a dick and a pussy to play with, both. I smiled big at her. She still unconsciously playing with her pussy. I whispered: (“..come to my room tomorrow night, mom and dad will be out of town.”) She gasp a little when I said that, and turned out the light. It was totally black now. I felt her hand start feeling my dick and moving down and feeling my pussy.
I felt around and found her new budding tits, and squeezed them. I whispered: (“..sweet tits are the only thing I don’t have, and yours are driving me crazy…. tomorrow night, ok?” ) She whispered (…“Oh yes!”), and we went back to bed.
The next night I heard my door open slowly. I only had a small light on. I was lying on my bed. She was grinning all excited and came in. I patted the bed beside me. She was so nervous and laid beside me. She had on that long sheer night gown and I had just my boxers on. We talked softly. She started…“you are so lucky to have both a dick and a vagina, if I had that I would be playing with myself all the time.” I laughed and said, yes well it does give new meaning to the phrase: “Go Fuck Yourself”.
We both laughed.
I did a lot of explaining and told her, her tits were exciting me a lot. She snuggled up to me and said I could feel them all I want, she liked to have them felt. I said let’s trade. I’ll feel your beautiful tits, and you can feel my dick and pussy. She reached up and kissed me hot and said…“Deal“. We lay on our sides. I lifted up her night gown and took it off. She pull my boxers down and off. She got on top of me and we started kissing real hot. Soon our tongues met and we just let them go wild. She and I both were breathing hard now. Damn her naked body felt good on me, as I felt her fine little butt and hot legs.
She pulled up and put her tits right in my face. I kissed and sucked them, and danced my tongue around her nipples. She began to moan and pant for air. I had my dick between her legs as she squeezed it and rubbed her pussy on it. She turned around and we lay side to side with her little pussy right in my face. She only had a small patch of pubic hair, light blond. I felt her feeling my dick all over and my pussy too. Soon I felt her mouth go over the head of my dick and her finger go in my pussy. She started to squirm.
It was a first for her and it was making so hot she began to moan steady. I put her leg up and pulled her wet pussy to me. She smelled like my mom, such a hot aroma to me. I reached down and felt her tits and started licking her pussy. She jumped and started slightly humping my mouth. She sucked and jacked me and worked another finger in my pussy. I could feel her 2 fingers tremble inside me. She was going to have a climax, I could tell as I rubbed her pussy on my face and started moving her clit to my lips. She did the same, and reached down to place her thumb on my clit.
This caused me to jump like she did when I sucked on her clit to hard. She got her fingers going in and out of my pussy as she sucked my dick and taking all of my dick deep in her mouth. We could take no more and I moaned and shot a big load in her mouth. She tried to yell with my dick on her mouth as I sucked right on her puffy clit. She bucked and shook as she swallowed my cum. I squeezed my pussy down on her fingers and she shook as we climax together, moaning and I yelled…. ‘OH BABY YESSS’, and she yelled…’Oh, OHHH Gezzzz OOOOOO and yelled out my name, over and over. We shook and squirmed for a long time….that was hotter than any of the girls I had ever fucked before.
We lay quiet. At three in the morning, I woke up with her tit in my mouth. It was so sweet and soft for a 13yr olds new tit.
The next morning, my sister came in and sat on my bed as I woke. She whispered that mom and dad wouldn’t be home until late that night, and she would fix us and early dinner and then…..maybe….if I was a good little boy, she might…just let me touch one of her tits, but with just one finger for only 2 seconds. I smiled and pulled her in bed with me. I felt her clit and said. “Oh my, your clit is growing bigger! Your growing a dick!!! and tickled her tits until she laughed so hard she begged me to stop.
(sisters are so much fun sometimes)
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I was now 15, I had a close buddy and we would sleep over at each others house from time to time. Late at night we would talk about girls and jack off together. We were jack off buddy’s but told no one else. I didn’t tell him I was fucking my sister.
Then one time, he noticed me as we jacked off together, holding my fingers under my dick and massaging myself while I jacked off. He thought this was a new way to make yourself cum better. While I had my eyes closed and jacking, he took a close look and was stunned. He said, your different. You have a slit under your dick. I had been found out.
I made him swear never to tell what I was about to tell him. I explained it all to him and showed him my normal 15 yr old girls pussy I had under my dick. He was impressed and said how lucky I was to be born that way. He got real excited and ask if he could feel it. I said sure. This was the very first time a male had ever touched my pussy besides me.
He and I got really hot as he put his fingers in my pussy and rubbed my clit. It felt so good to have someone else do this, I started jacking my dick and moaned a little as he fingered my pussy. The more he fingered me, the more excited we got. Soon he started jacking himself too and we both shot at the same time, high in the air. We both said It was the best cum we had ever had ,…. Except,…
I got double feelings, one in my dick and one in my pussy. He asked me if I felt the sex high in my dick and my pussy both, I said yes. We continued to be jack off buddy’s and kept it quiet. We wanted to try more things with my extras. One night, I just knew this was coming…he wanted to eat my pussy while he jacked himself off. I said sure, I get double pleasure out of it. I opened my legs wide, for him. He was really excited getting on his knees to eat my pussy.
I watched him lick and feel my pussy. My girl urges were feeling so hot now. He soon found my clit and sucked on it…oh man, that jolted me and felt really good. My dick was rock hard and wanting to cum.
He was jacking him self and eating my pussy on his knees. He was shaking he got so hot and reached up and started jacking me too. Now I was getting my pussy licked and a hand job both.
Soon I began to moan with double pleasure in my dick and pussy both. My dick shot a huge cum in the air as my pussy climaxed hard. I shuddered and moaned loud. I looked down to see him putting his dick in my pussy. It felt wonderful. My first ever dick in my pussy. He closed his eyes and must have thought about a girl he wanted to fuck, and then he yelled and moaned…and I felt his hot cum fill my pussy over and over. My girl urges went crazy climaxing hard with my pussy’s first fuck ever.
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About a year before, I realized I had female urges too, and found myself wanting to suck on a dick, like a girl would want, and wanting to feel a dick cum in my mouth like a girl would want. I found I could instantly switch in my mind from male to female desires, or both at the same time.
My jack off buddy felt so lucky that it was him that had a best buddy he could jack off with, eat pussy and fuck pussy, all in one guy.
We wanted to do more in the future. At 15 we had a lot we wanted to try. We both had fucked a few girls and were always look for more, The girls I fucked never knew my secret. I kept my balls over my pussy just right and they never saw or felt anything unusual.
The next sleep over we both wanted to try something new, that only a ‘hermie’ could do.
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My sister came in my room all excited and closed the door. She kissed me all out of breath and felt my dick. Mom and dad were home, and she was taking big chance doing this. She closed her eyes and put my hand on her tits. I wanted to fuck her right then, but of course couldn’t. She started to whisper: (….”oh god, you won’t believe what I found out at school today…there is a girl ‘hermie’ that lives here in our town. I contacted her today, and she is all excited to meet you!”…) She was right, I was stunned. A female dominant hermie. I had to meet her. Her shaking hand gave me her phone number. My sister was all hot thinking about it, and rubbed my hand on her pussy and moaned. I said: (“ we can’t do anything right now, but tonight come back to my room and we can sneak some fun in. I owe you sis.”) She squeezed my dick, kissed me hot, and said: (“Oh…she’s single and 24yrs old.”) ….and then left, smiling real sexy at me and still rubbing her pussy as she backed out and closed my door. My mind was racing with thoughts.
I was 15, and she was 24. What it be like, would she like me? Would she just treat me like a kid? It was making me crazy thinking about it.
I called the number. She answered. I told her who I was. She said: “Oh my god, thank you for calling. I thought I was the only one around this whole state. Can you come over, we have a lot to talk about. I said I don’t have a car, I’m only 15. She said she would come pick me up. Can you fix it with your folks? I said yeah, I’ll tell them your a soccer coach, and your taking me to a practice. Can you wear sports clothes? She said yes! And she is familiar with soccer, her brother plays on a team. Soon I see a SUV pull in the driveway, and off I go. Wow, she was a short redhead and good looking. Nice big tits, hot figure and sweet face. We dove to her place. We sat on the couch and started talking. We liked each other right away. She lived alone and finally said: “What are we waiting for, let’s take a look at our ‘extras’.
She stood up and slipped off her jogging pants. There it was, a good sized dick right above her red bush. It had red pubic hair around it too. She said she could cum with it, her balls were inside her though. I stood up and showed her my pussy under my balls. We neither one had seen another hermie, in person. She got on her knees and looked at my extras. She asked if she could feel it. I said sure. She gently fondled my pussy and looked it over. She started breathing in gasps. She asked me to lay down in a 69 position on the couch so we both could take a close up look and feel. We felt each other. I loved her red bushed pussy. It was making me hot and I started get a hard on. When I got hard, so did she.
We started stroking each other. Then next our lips went and started licking. She suck my dick and licked my pussy and I licked her pussy and stroked her dick and my girl urges sucked on her dick. We both got out of breath. We both could cum and climax with both our dick and pussy’s, …..but she had those big tits I loved right away. She got up and took me to her bedroom and we undressed each other.
We got in bed naked. We started in kissing while we felt us up. She said I was a fantasy come true. She just never thought she would ever meet another hermie like me. I said me either and how hot she was, and it was really was turning me on. She said …out of breath…she had never been so hot and excited at she was right now. We kept kissing and soon our tongues slipped in and touched. I was really turned on. She was so hot looking, with big sweet tits I wanted to fuck her bad now.
My girl and guy urges were mixing together and I wanted to suck her beautiful dick and fuck her both. She had them to as she felt my pussy and my dick both. She gasp and said she saw a video of two hermies turned so they both could put their dicks in each others pussy’s at the same time and fuck. I said let do it, I have to cum real bad now. She turned around on her back, and I got on her face down the opposite way and we worked our dicks in each others pussy’s. OH my…we’d never had both our dicks in a pussy while having a another dick in our pussy at the same time.
Her pussy was hot and wet on my dick and her dick felt so good in my pussy. We got a fucking motion going and started to moan together steady as we both felt two climaxes and cum building up. We lost control and start yelling loud …OH….OH, OH MY GOD, YES, YES OH BABY CUM WITH MEEEEE…..I…and I went dizzy as my dick shot a mega blast in her as she shot a big load in me….we both just about passed out from the high…moaning and pumping our dicks in us. We moaned and gasp for air as the double feeling we both had almost blacked us out. We moaned and shook as we pumped every last drop of cum we had in us. Our pussy’s squeezed down so hard on our dicks I thought I had hurt myself. I was numb from cuming so hard.
She gasp for more air and shook again and again. We just lay there and were so weak we couldn’t move. We passed slowly out and stayed locked together.
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It was dark outside now, I had to get home so the folks would ask any questions. She was up and handed me my clothes as she got dressed. On the way home she stopped a block from my house. We kissed with hot passion one last time before parting and she said…..”Looks like we belong together, what are you doing for rest of your life?” I started laughing and finally said: “We must part now my sweet, until we can meet again….She put her hand over my mouth laughing and said: “Don’t you dare say it!”… I giggled and started again…”while we’re apart”…she tickled me as we both laughed….”while we’re apart…go fuck your self!”
Shannon, was my new hermie girlfriends name. Shan, for short. Thanks to my sister Megan, for finding her. Shan dressed down, with sweat shirts to cover her front in case of an erection. She wore special panties that would hide one also. But with me, no need to at her house. I started spending a lot of time at her house and my folks ask a lot of questions about it. I told them all kinds of bull why I was doing it. My mom knew something was up, and cooled it with my dad, and it all settled down. I had the hots so bad for Shan, I wanted to be with her all the time, and the same with her.
My sister Megan and I started talking a lot and compared notes on our personal thoughts, My sister had both male and female urges too. She could see a girl, and want to have sex with her, then switch in her mind and see a guy and want to have sex with him. Just like me.
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Megan liked everything about Shan, the best of both worlds, just like me. Sis wanted to have sex with Shan, bad.
Megan wanted a picture of Shan to look at while she masturbated and dreamed of having sex with her. Megan’s guy and girl urges were both working on her.
Shan would never allow any pictures of her naked…ever!, she said. If the picture ever got out, she’d have to live with the public knowing, and live with it the rest of her life.
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Summer Fun Part One

I would turn 12 the last day before summer vacation and I had found looking at other girls really was beginning to turn me on

All very unexpected

For many of us who grew up in the 50’s and 60’s, sex was a taboo subject that was never talked about in the home. Certainly my family, as conservatively religious as any, was no different. My parents divorced when I was 8, and so it was left to my mother to explain the facts of life. The “talk” went pretty much like this: “When a man and a woman like each other, they sleep in the same bed.” That was it. When I hit puberty around age 13, I had only the barest ideas about the facts of life, and while I didn’t know much about sex, not too surprisingly I some how had learned that it was “dirty”. So, when I look back at that sheltered boy of 13 with the too rigid sense of right and wrong, I’m still a bit puzzled about how all that happened could have happened.
I remember the first time I got an erection. I was in the hospital because of a kidney infection. I woke up one morning and felt funny “down there”. I looked and was shocked, a bit confused, really scared to see my penis was hard and sticking straight up. I quickly looked away feeling vaguely guilty. I also needed to pee, and I could only think that maybe my penis had filled up with pee. Maybe as a side effect of the kidney infection – seemed reasonable. I had no idea. I was much too embarrassed/scared to say anything to anyone. Besides, it quickly subsided, and the funny feeling went away. It didn’t happen again while I was in the hospital, so I figured I was all better.
After I got home from the hospital, though, over the next couple of weeks (or longer) I started getting erections more and more frequently. Not just in the morning – it didn’t matter the time of day. There was always a sensation like I wanted to pee, and I continued to think that, somehow, as a side effect of the kidney infection my penis was now filling up with pee. No way did I want to go back to the hospital, and no way was I ever going to talk about it with my mother. It was just not something I could talk about with anyone. Especially since there was also a strange urge to touch myself which deeply ashamed me. I wouldn’t even look “down there” when I got an erection. Partly because I was afraid, partly because – well, I don’t really understand what my thought processes were at the time. I just hoped that I’d get better.
Then I discovered the Playboys under my brother’s bed. I had never seen a photo of a naked woman. I was breathless, amazed, stunned looking at those pictures. It was Wrong to look but…naked women! With breasts! And nipples! I didn’t really understand why looking at the pictures gave me an erection or why the erection wouldn’t go away like the other times. Except, that, now I found that I liked how it felt. I discovered that if I rocked back and forth a little, my penis would rub inside my pants which really, really felt good. I don’t remember how long I sat there looking at those Playboys – a long time. Long enough that my erection had started becoming very painful.
I didn’t know what I was feeling. That rocking back and forth had only made that urge to touch myself more over whelming than ever. Which I knew was Wrong. But, then, I thought, “If I keep my pants on, I’m not really touching me, just the pants!” The touch became a sort of rub, because it did feel good and made the ache feel a little better and sort of rubbing wasn’t really that Wrong anyway. Though the pants were tight and confining and, really, that’s probably why my penis hurt. Clearly, the best thing to do would be to take them off. Besides, I had underwear, so I still wouldn’t really be touching myself. I was very pleased with my logic.
The “sort of rub” became more than just sort of. The underwear, however, was kind of chafing, so… I hadn’t really looked at myself before, and I was surprised and fascinated (I knew that was Wrong) by how swollen my penis was. And scared – there was a clear liquid leaking out. That couldn’t be normal. I was consumed with guilt, but I couldn’t stop. I laid back on the bed, imagining it was one of the centerfolds touching me. I rubbed up and down, started squeezing the head. I felt something start to grow. It was so wonderfully intense – a sweet, exquisite pressure kept building, building. Suddenly, I felt a deeply physical, pulsing – my penis began to throb. My eyes flew open in fear with the panicked thought I was going to pee on the bed.
I don’t actually remember getting off the bed. I remember sort of crouching next to the bed, my knees giving way, and watching this stuff that kept shooting out of my penis. It felt so good to keep squeezing/rubbing, that I didn’t care that it was getting on me, the floor, seemingly everywhere. Until I was finished. I was horrified, terrified. Not only had I been really BAD, but clearly the kidney infection had gotten worse. I made a solemn oath never to do that again! An oath that lasted all of two days.
Fortunately, I did learn that I didn’t have an infection nor was I BAD. How I learned that will be the subject of my next post. I did feel mildly guilty about breaking that oath, though. It was a solemn oath after all.

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How To Eat A Pussy

Hey, I have a lot of respect for all you guys who
like to eat pussy because there are too few of you out
there. And I’m not the only woman who says this.
Furthermore, some of you guys who are giving it the old
college try are not doing too well, so maybe this
little lesson will help you out.
When a woman finds a man who gives good head,
she’s found a treasure she’s not going to let go of too
quickly. This is one rare customer and she knows it.
She won’t even tell her girlfriends about it or that
guy will become the most popular man in town. So,
remember, most guys can fuck, and those who can usually
do it satisfactorily, but the guy who gives good head,
he’s got it made.
Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if
you’ve got the world’s most gorgeous woman in bed with
you, she’s going to worry about how you like her body.
Tell her it’s beautiful, tell her which parts you like
best, tell her anything, but get her to trust you
enough to let you down between her legs.
Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful,
isn’t it? There is nothing that makes a woman more
unique than her pussy. I know. I’ve seen and tasted
plenty of them. They come in all different sizes,
colors and shapes; some are tucked inside like a little
girl’s cunnie and some have thick luscious
lips that come out to greet you. Some are nested in
bushes of fur and others are covered with transparent
fuzz. Appreciate your woman’s unique qualities and
tell her what makes her special.
Women are a good deal more verbal than men,
especially during love-making. They also respond more
to verbal love, which means, the more you talk to her,
the easier it will be to get her off. So all the time
you’re petting and stroking her beautiful pussy, talk
to her about it.
Now look at it again. Gently pull the lips
apart and look at her inner lips, even lick them if you
want to. Now spread the tops of her pussy up until you
can find her clit. Women have clits in all different
sizes, just like you guys have different sized cocks.
It doesn’t mean a thing as far as her capacity for
orgasm. All it means is more of her is hidden
underneath her foreskin.
Whenever you touch a woman’s pussy, make sure
your finger is wet. You can lick it or moisten it with
juices from inside her. Be sure, by all means, to wet
it before you touch her clit because it doesn’t have
any juices of it’s own and it’s extremely sensitive.
Your finger will stick to it if it’s dry and that
hurts. But you don’t want to touch her clit anyway.
You have to work up to that. Before she becomes
aroused, her clit is too delicate to be handled.
Approach her pussy slowly. Women, even more so than
men, love to be teased. The inner part of her thigh is
her most tender spot. Lick it,
kiss it, make designs on it with the tip of your
tongue. Come dangerously close to her pussy, then
float away. Make her anticipate it.
Now lick the crease where her leg joins her
pussy. Nuzzle your face into her bush. Brush your
lips over her slit without pressing down on it to
further excite her. After you’ve done this to the
point where your lady is bucking up from her seat and
she’s straining to get more of you closer to her, then
put your lips right on top of her slit.
Kiss her, gently, then harder. Now use your
tongue to separate her pussy lips and when she opens
up, run your tongue up and down between the layers of
pussy flesh. Gently spread her legs more with your
hands.
Everything you do with a woman you’re about to eat
must be done gently. Tongue-fuck her. This feels
define. It also teases the hell out of her because by
now she wants some attention given to her clit. Check
it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enough to peek
out of it’s covering. If so, lick it. If you can’t
see it, it might still be waiting for you underneath.
So bring your tongue up to the top of her slit and feel
for her clit. You may barely experience it’s presence.
But even if you can’t feel the tiny pearl, you can make
it rise by licking the skin that covers it. Lick hard
now and press into her skin.
Gently pull the pussy lips away and flick your
tongue against the clit, hood covered or not. Do this
quickly. This should cause her legs to shudder. When
you sense she’s getting up there toward orgasm, make
your lips into an O and take the clit into your mouth.
Start to suck gently and watch your lady’s face for her
reaction. If she can handle it, begin to suck harder.
If she digs it, suck even harder. Go with her. If she
lifts her pelvis into the air with the tension of her
rising orgasm, move with her, don’t fight her. Hang
on, and keep your hot mouth on her clit. Don’t let go.
That’s what she’ll be saying too: ‘Don’t stop. Don’t
ever stop!’
There’s a reason for that, most men stop too
soon. Just like with cock sucking, this is something
worth learning about and worth learning to do well. I
know a man who’s a lousy fuck, simply lousy, but he
can eat pussy like nobody I know and he never has
trouble getting a date. Girls are falling all over
him.
But back to your pussy eating session…There’s
another thing you can do to intensify your woman’s
pleasure. You can finger-fuck her while she’s enjoying
your cunt-licking talents. Before, during or after.
She’ll really like it. In addition to the erogenous
zones surrounding her clit, a woman has another
extremely sensitive area at the roof of her vagina.
This is what you rub up against when you’re fucking
her. Well, since your cock is pretty far away from
your mouth, your fingers will have to do the
fucking.
Take two fingers. One is too skinny and
three is too wide and therefore can’t get deep enough.
Make sure they’re wet so you don’t irritate her skin.
Slide them inside, slowly at first, then a little
faster. Fuck her with them rhythmically. Speed up
only when she does. Listen to her breathing. She’ll
let you know what to do. If you’re sucking her clit
and finger-fucking her at the same time, you’re giving
her far more stimulation than you would be giving her
with your cock alone. So you can count on it that
she’s getting high on this. If there’s any doubt,
check her out for symptoms. Each woman is unique. You
may have one who’s nipples get hard when she’s excited
or only when she’s having an orgasm.
Your woman might turn flush red or begin to tremble.
Get to know her symptoms and you’ll be a more sensitive
lover.
When she starts to have an orgasm, for heaven’s
sakes, don’t let go of that clit. Hang in there for
the duration. When she starts to come down from the
first orgasm, press your tongue along the underside of
the clit, leaving your lips covering the top. Move
your tongue in and out of her cunt. If your fingers
are inside, move them a little too, gently though,
things are extremely sensitive just now.
If you play your cards right, you’ll get some
multiple orgasms this way. A woman stays excited for a
full hour after she’s had an orgasm.
The last advice I have for you is this: After
you’ve made her come, make her your slave by giving her
the best head she’s ever had, don’t leave her alone
just yet. Talk to her, stroke her body, caress her
breasts, pinch her nipples. Keep making love to her
quietly until she’s come all the way down. A man can
get off and go to sleep in the same breath and feel no
remorse, no sense of
loss. But a woman by nature requires some sensitivity
from her lover in those first few moments after sex.
Oral sex can be the most exciting sexual
experiences you can have. But it’s what you make it.
Take your time, practice often, pay attention to your
lover’s signals, and most of all, enjoy yourself.

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Broken Birds, Part 37, A Space in Time / Epilogue

Part 37
A Space in Time
Epilogue
The emergency chopper screamed through the night. Michael, Jennifer, Beth and Kat were on board. The doctor Jennifer had on call had not been able to come. He was drunk.
The delivery began normally. Then Kat began to bleed badly.
Barbara had seen this before. She made suggestions that Jennifer instantly implemented, learning just how valuable Barbara’s OB/GYN and neo-natal experience had become. Barbara remained behind given Jan’s condition and stress.
Terror gripped the harem. They sat around the enormous main living room. They looked to Barbara for consolation and information.
“Her uterus ruptured or tore as the child started to descend. We don’t have the equipment to handle it. It requires a full surgical room. I think we got the bleeding under control.” She said with more confidence than she felt.
“You’ve seen this before?” Kelly asked.
“I did a tour in Iraq with a civilian group. While it’s pretty rare here, we saw several cases. Usually they turned out OK.”
“And when they don’t?” Shoshana had to ask, terror for her own baby increasing.
“Shoshana, I don’t want you and Jan to worry. I’ve seen your files and sonograms. Little Momma there looks to be in great shape. We had the chopper on call because Kat was having problems, probably from the first birth. I see absolutely nothing to think your child will have problems.”
Alice silently thanked their guest, watching faces relax.
Had they been at the hospital, they would have been terrified.
They rushed Kat into the operating theatre. Jennifer scrubbed and observed. They worked quickly. They delivered the child by Cesarean and set about trying to salvage Kat’s uterus.
The surgeon looked at Jennifer. “You incised her?” Jennifer nodded. “Where did you learn to do this?”
Jennifer knew what he was seeing. “Our PA suggested it.”
“I’ve got to meet her. She probably saved this woman’s life.”
His team set about trying to save Kat’s uterus. They failed. The damage had been too great. Kat’s blood pressure started to drop. They removed it.
Jennifer approached Michael and Beth.
“She’s alive. So is your son. We had to take her uterus out. It was just too damaged,” She hugged Beth who had dreamed of a second child with her DNA, “The head surgeon said we could have lost them both if we didn’t have Barbara.”
“You saved her.” Michael said, not knowing what had happened in the clinic.
Jennifer shook her head. “I did what she told me to do. She’s amazing. She never blinked. She wouldn’t let Kat or the baby die.”
They collapsed together.
Michael called the house with the news. There was happiness and sadness. Mostly, however there were thanks for their guest who had saved their sister and son.
Kat stayed in hospital for nearly two weeks. As requested, Barbara came with Michael and Beth to retrieve her.
“Where did you learn that technique for stopping uterine bleeding?” the surgeon asked, “It’s amazingly effective.”
“The first time I saw it was about four years ago when I was attached to a military unit in Iraq. We did a lot of OB/GYN surgery and problem deliveries for the locals. The first doc I saw use it was a Brit.”
“Any other techniques?” he said smiling.
She produced a flash drive. “I copied my files. There may be some new stuff on this. Look in the “Surgical Techniques” file.”
His eyes snapped open. Jennifer had introduced DNA implantation into the fertility clinic of the hospital. This woman may have given the surgical group a similar gift.
On the way back, Kat took her hand, “I understand I owe you my life.”
A warm glow began to grow inside Barbara as she shook her head, “Jennifer did everything.”
“Maybe she did what you told her to do, but you saved me and my son.” Pain registered on her face.
“Rest Honey.”
Beth watched them. An idea began to form.
Kat shared the clinic with Jan who had given birth to a son the day before.
Since Kat had given birth to a son first, they named him Michael Damien Shannon Jr by unanimous vote.
Shoshana and Jan named their baby Damien Michael Shannon.
Six children now bore the Shannon name.
They’d postponed Barbara’s surrogacy pending Kat and Jan recovering.
Alice discretely treated Barbara. One night as the summer heat cooled, she sat with Barbara, “Tell me about your dreams for tomorrows …”
Alice quickly understood the key to unlocking Barbara’s soul. It was Kelly. Barbara was desperately ashamed of her part in Kelly’s rape. She had not participated and had tried to lessen the pain. But it was her fury with Kelly that set the rape in motion. That knowledge had eaten at Barbara for many years. Though Kelly had clearly forgiven her, Alice wasn’t sure if Barbara would ever be able to forgive herself.
Her part in Kat and Michael Junior’s survival was well known. The harem’s open admiration salved her, but the cancer of guilt still ate her soul.
Alice took Michael aside, “She’s in hell. She’s been there since Kelly’s rape. She keeps trying to do things for others, but she can’t make it up to Kelly.”
Michael’s usually agile mind found no answers.
“We also need her here. Jennifer is really tired and needs rest. I don’t want her to compromise her pregnancy.”
“What if Kelly and I share with her the night before the implantation? That way she’ll see the joy, feel the love and maybe she’ll feel our happiness.”
Alice thought for a moment. “I don’t think Beth would be happy with sharing you, but I’ll ask.”
Alice was astounded when Beth eagerly embraced the idea. She smelled a rat.
“OK Beth, I’ve known you for a long time. What’s up?”
Beth giggled. “We’re running out of baby factories. How many children will Jan carry? Have you seen Barbara’s hips? She’s a natural. Do you see the way she looks at Dad? She’s dying to have him. She adores Kelly. She saved Kat. Jennifer needs her. She’s almost a doctor. We’ve got six kids already, so we need doctors. I want her here!”
Alice reeled. She’d never heard Beth like this. Beth’s logic was undeniable. Tacitly the harem had accepted her leadership. Now she was asserting it overtly. It was almost a command.
Alice and Beth polled the harem. Everyone, particularly Jennifer, thought it a great idea.
Alice took Michael and Kelly aside. “She’s filled with guilt. If you can break through the guilt, I’ll be able to help. If you can’t, I’m not sure what to do.”
Kelly took the lead.
“Babs, it’s time. Let go of this stupid guilt. We all want you here, but you’re in a pity pit. You’re holding on to guilt. There isn’t any! You didn’t rape me. You tried to help. Shoshana was in the same position with Jan. Now they have a man and a child. I want that with you!”
Barbara tried to process the words and ferocity of the woman she loved.
Slowly her face came apart as joy, guilt, pain and hope fought a battle for her soul.
Kelly was unwilling to wait. She pulled Barbara into a ferocious embrace and kissed her with a passion that fed the raging fire inside her.
Tears rolled down Barbara’s face. “You want me here?”
Kelly swatted her ass. “Of course we do. You’re part of us. If you don’t get your head on straight, I’ll take him by myself tonight. You have no idea what you’ll be missing”
It registered. “You want me to be part of the harem?”
Beth answered for them, “Of course, Honey, it’s time.”
Kelly, Alice and Michael had discussed how to get Barbara to focus on tomorrows. As usual, Michael had an idea.
Shortly after the encounter in the main living room, Michael, Beth, Kelly and Barbara headed for the lap pool. The children stayed at the lounge pool that now sported a lifeguard stand and rotating lifeguards. Barbara knew this night would be critical. She was nervous. In fact, she had never been able to enjoy physical intimacy.
They began to swim. Jennifer joined them. Shoshana entered and joined them. Alice swam with them. All the lanes were full.
Kelly stopped, breathing heavily and levered out of he pool to a double chaise. Barbara stopped and came over to join her. Wet bodies crowded around her. She was confused.
Michael came to her, bringing her into an intimate embrace. His lips grazed hers. She pressed against his hard body, desperately seeking and needing his lips. Fire from Kelly’s kiss still raged inside her. It became an inferno of need.
She felt bodies pressing against her. Her mind focused on Michael. She felt hands feeling and caressing her body. She tensed, then looked into his eyes and surrendered to a world of pleasure she’d never dreamed existed. She leaked fluid. She’d never had sex with a man after Kelly’s rape. She felt ravenous.
She sighed as she felt kisses on the back of her neck. She moaned into Michael’s lips that were pressing forcefully on hers. Soft hands caressed her breasts, opened her womanhood. She gasped and moaned with undeniable pleasure.
Michael broke the kiss. Kelly pulled Barbara’s lips to hers. Michael released her. Beth claimed his place, her lips demanding and loving.
Her lips broke away. She felt their flesh and stripped her suit, needing skin-to-skin contact.
Barbara reeled in the pleasure and love. Somewhere the primal switch triggered.
Michael lay on the padded pool deck with Shoshana loving his cock.
They brought Barbara to him, her eyes clouded with lust.
She knelt over his cock. She guided him. She started to rise up to push down violently. Kelly stopped her. “Slowly, Love.”
Loving hands guided her, caressed her and pleased her. Her beautiful breasts and nipples resonated with pleasure. Her breath came in gasps.
Music filled the cavernous room.
The head of Michael’s cock entered her, her eyes registering his size and girth. She looked into his loving eyes. His steely hands held her hips suspended. They taught her to sway and move to the music minimizing the pain of stretching. Kelly cupped her C cup breasts, kneading them gently.
Her mind floated in a sea of pleasure, but her body learned quickly. Finally she sat on his hips and her feet. She sat in wonder with Michael’s shaft kissing her cervix.
The music changed to a Latin beat. Hands helped her gain the rhythm. She felt the huge cock stretch and move inside her.
She began to moan. Kelly claimed her lips.
She squealed when Beth sucked her nipple. Again when Shoshana sucked the other. She screamed when Michael’s thumbs caressed her clit.
She felt a momentous climax building.
Alice inserted a lubed finger in her asshole.
The girls reversed her and lay her on Michael’s chest. Michael levered her legs wide.
Kelly attacked Barbara’s clit, sucking, caressing and torturing her most sensitive nerve end.
Barbara exploded in orgasm screaming incoherently. They continued to feast on her. She continued to explode. Hands, lips and tongues continued to pleasure her. She bolted into a sitting position, driving Michael deep into her sheath.
Kelly supported her back, holding the trembling woman. “You’re home Babs, if you want to be. You’re loved.”
They moved her off his cock and into his arms.
Somehow it unlocked the truth she’d hidden all these years. She began to cry. She reached for Kelly. She looked into Kelly’s eyes. “I’ve wanted you for ten years, Honey. I love you. I always have. I wasn’t mad because you dated him. I wanted you! I’m so sorry for your pain.”
Kelly took Barbara’s face in her hands and stared into her tortured soul. “I love you Babs. Let go of the guilt. It would have happened no matter what. You didn’t hurt me.”
Kelly kissed her with fiery passion. After a moment, Babs started to return it, becoming a kiss of love and commitment.
When they broke, Kelly leapt up and pulled Babs to her. She took Michael’s hand and they left for their night of lovemaking.
The rest of the harem saw no reason to break up a perfectly good orgy and resumed.
Barbara, Kelly and Michael sped to Brisbane. While waiting for the implantation procedures, the chief of surgery picked her brain. The “surgical techniques” file had stunned the surgical college. They were far behind modern techniques.
Barbara was more focused on her mission. She’d never felt so happy and so much in love. She desperately wanted to give Kelly a child. In fact, she wanted to give herself to all of them, to be their baby factory.
The pain meant little. She knew she was the center of the family. Michael’s love soothed her, letting her dream of tomorrows. Kelly’s love unlocked something deep inside Barbara. Her pain poured out.
Several months later, a pregnant Barbara helped deliver Jennifer’s daughter.
EPILOGUE
I wrote this series as a work of fiction. The underlying story is based on a series of events that really happened. It began more than three decades ago, in the post Vietnam era of Miami Vice.
We lost the real Michael last year. His crossing over was a mercy. He lost his battle to contain the beast two years ago, shortly after losing three lovers. We pray that he is finally at peace.
I’ve updated and changed some things to protect those who still might be damaged.
Obviously, in the 1980’s DNA transplantation did not occur. I know the real Beth and Shoshana would have tried it, so I incorporated it in their story.
Only Jake remains from Michael’s SEAL team. Tim passed in 2005. He died with Beth at his side. Tim desperately loved her, but never confessed until just before his death.
Three sisters died two years ago, one from cancer and two in a horrible car accident when their American born driver veered to the right instead of left. An American driver in Australia! Tim proved right even after he crossed.
Thirteen of Michael’s harem attended his post funeral party, including Lynne, Maria and Nita. They gave his ashes to the winds on the cliff overlooking his beloved sea.
The broken birds you’ve met are far from the full story. Eventually there were 19, though never more than 11 at one time. Several of the women wanted to see the reaction to the series before giving me permission to share their story. Many of the stories are also incomplete.
As I wrote Misha’s story, Lena gave me permission to share her story. Her story is, however, about horrific pain and humiliation. Given some of the comments I have received, I’m not sure I want to give some people ideas on how to inflict maximum pain on another human being.
Parts of the story have also been sanitized or softened. Each woman had the right to delete parts too painful or too intimate.
Some people have noted inconstancies in physical descriptions or timing. I wrote from my notes taken in individual interviews. Memories had faded. Was Lynne’s hair dark or light at a particular time is one of the more difficult things to nail down as she loved changing hair color. Because the danger was real, no photos exist.
I can share one detail. At Michael’s funeral, his female namesake gave a simple toast, “to Life!”
Somewhere on the other side, I know Michael smiled.

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I Hate Sneezing Ch. 3

Ryan gets caught by his sister while she is working Chad’s cock, and is forced into a proposition he can’t refuse. Brenda, ever the entrepreneur, makes an offer.
*Note* I don’t like how Brenda is a dirty blond with blue eyes, so I’m making her a shoulder length dark brunette with dark brown eyes. *End Note*

Outcast’s Revenge

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Deleted Scenes from Star Wars

DELETED SCENES FROM STAR WARS
SCENE 1 – THE CANTINA AT MOS EISLEY SPACEPORTHan Solo, captain of the Millenium Falcon, is having a drink with Chewbacca, having just made a charter deal with Obi Wan Kenobi and young Luke Skywalker. Having been paid in advance for the charter, and having had several drinks, he’s feeling flush and happy. A blue-skinned female alien at the bar catches his eye. She’s wearing a tight dress, short and low-cut, that accentuates the aggressive thrust of her three full breasts. Her face is vaguely humanoid, except for an extended, foot-long proboscis that resembles the trunk of an elephant.
Solo (winking at the alien): “Jeezus, Chewy, it’s a Fellatian! You watch, she’s gonna come over.”Chewbacca looks over at the alien and bleats loudly.
Solo: “Yeah, I know she’s a whore. Listen, Chewy, these Fellatian chicks give the best fucking head in the galaxy!”Chewy bleats again.
Solo: “I know we don’t have much time. Look, just give me a few minutes, and I’ll meet you outside. I’ve been six weeks in space and I need her like an Regulan Martini needs gin.”Chewy finally gets up and walks out, while Solo again makes eye contact with the alien. After a moment, she walks slowly over, exuding a sultry sexiness.
Hooker: “So, sailor, you in the mood for a little party?”
Solo: “Maybe. How much?”Hooker (glancing toward the bar, and leaning over to whisper): “Two hundred credits. I’ll suck your cock better than anyone ever has in your life, baby.”
Solo: “I’ll give you a hundred and fifty. You have a room?”
Hooker: “Upstairs. Follow me, baby.”Solo follows her swaying ass up a nearby stairwell, and follows her into a small room, containing only a big, soft chair. He pays her the money, then unfastens his pants and slides them, along with his shorts, down to his ankles, and sits down.
Hooker (tucking the money into the front of her dress): “Mmmmmmm, you have a nice fat dick!”
Solo settles back, his cock already rising as blood pumps into it. He has been without a woman for many weeks.
Now, it is a strange accident of evolution that Fellatian females have been constructed perfectly by nature for the sexual satisfaction of humanoid men. The blue-skinned prostitute descends to her knees. Reaching out with her hands, she holds Solo’s cock at the base, and places the tip of her trunk-like proboscis at the tip of it. Slowly, she works his cock inside it, inch by slow inch, stretching her with its thick girth.. Soon, it’s deeply embedded inside, held so tightly that the outline of his cock is visible within it. To Solo, it feels like his cock has been gripped tightly by powerful fingers inside a wet, velvet glove. Her muscles ripple along the shaft of his cock, massaging it while a tongue-like appendage inside seems to encircle and tease the head. He feels strong suction against his cock as her muscles seem to stroke him, squeezing him tightly.
Solo (gasping with pleasure): “Oh, jeezus, suck it, you cocksucking alien bitch!”
She continues to work his cock as Solo moans with the indescribable sensations. Her mouth opens and she takes both of his balls slowly into it. Her tongue, if that’s what it is, caresses and teases them as she sucks on them, imprisoned within her saliva-filled mouth. As he struggles to hold back his orgasm, he feels her humming, causing his cock and balls to vibrate as the muscles in her trunk massage his throbbing cock insistently.
Hooker: “Mmmmmmmmmm…..”
Solo (grimacing through clenched teeth, trying desparately to keep from coming). “Ohh, shit, I’d forgotten how good it is!”Suddenly, another tongue-like appendage slithers out from beneath the alien’s chin, and wetly presses against his tight asshole. It wiggles against it, slowly worming its way inside his anus like a wet snake. In a moment, it’s deeply inside it, moving with unerring instinct to his prostate, rubbing and pressing it. Solo is completely under her control now, powerless to do anything but come, hard.
Solo’s face is tense as he tries to hold back his orgasm. It’s like holding back the ocean as the tide comes in, but he wants to enjoy this incredible blowjob just a few seconds more.[/i]
Solo: “Ohhhhgoddddddnooooooooooo…I can’t….I can’t…..OHHHHHFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!”The alien continues her intense sexual assault on him, feeling his body tremble, knowing perfectly well that he can’t stop himself now. And then he’s coming like a fire hose, his pent-up come racing through the tube of his cock and pulsing heavily into her trunk as it sucks on him hard. He gasps as the intense pressure is released and his semen floods into her in warm, thick spurts. Her mouth nurses on his balls as they empty themselves in violent spasms. Her snake-like appendage thrusts in and out of his ass, massaging his prostate.
Solo: “Ohhgod, coming so fucking HARRRRDDDDD!!!!!”It’s as if he’ll never stop coming. His body trembles violently as he shoots pulse after pulse of semen into her.
Hooker (still humming as she gulps down his sperm): “Mmmmmmmmmm…..”At last, he’s drained of come. His balls still spasm, but there’s nothing left in them. She releases his balls from her mouth, and relaxes her trunk and slides it slowly off of his spent cock, drooling thick, white semen from it. The snake-like appendage eases from his violated asshole and slides back inside her body. She snuffles wetly, swallows, and then smiles at Solo.
Hooker: “Thanks, sweetie. You’re the best! See you the next time you’re in port?”
Solo (smiling at her, utterly exhausted, as if he’s ejaculated his brains): “Jeezus, you might kill me doing that, baby!”
Hooker (winking): “Can you think of a better way to go?”
FADEOUT
SCENE 2 – ON BOARD THE MILLENIUM FALCONHan Solo is at the controls, with Luke assisting him, as the Falcon makes a series of hyperspace jumps. While they are well beyond the reach of Imperial fighters, it will be hours before they reach their destination. Chewbacca has gone to rest in his quarters.
Princess Leia makes her way back toward the crew’s quarters. Despite her cool, regal exterior, she is seething with a molten, almost ungovernable lust. Her pussy is soaking wet beneath her white robe. She has sought the help of C3PO earlier, but he has informed her that, regrettably, neither he nor R2D2 are programmed or equipped to be sex droids. She has also discovered, to her chagrin, that the Millenium Falcon does not have an Orgasmatron.
Leia stands before the door of Chewy’s cabin, and presses her finger against the small scanner. It opens with a whisper. Chewy is lying on his back on his bed, looking at what may be Wookiee pornography. He looks up in surprise, but Leia motions with her finger to her lips for him to be quiet.
Leia walks to him to him, slipping the robe off, and sitting down next to him. She’s wearing neither panties nor a bra.
Leia: “Chewy, you’ve got to help me. I’m so fucking hot I think I’m going to lose my mind! I need you!”Chewy bleats quietly. Her hand moves between his hairy legs, and finds the fur-covered sheath that encloses his penis. “Please Chewy, you’re my only hope!” She slowly strokes him. “Mmmmmmm, Chewy, is it true what they say about Wookiees?”
Chewy’s scarlet penis slowly emerges from his sheath, long and thick and glistening. She watches, fascinated, as it extends to it’s full length. It’s about a foot long, with a tapered tip and a large knot near the base as thick as her wrist.
Leia: “Oh…my….GOD!!!Excitedly, she bends forward and takes the tip of it into her mouth, stretching her lips around it and moving them over the sensitive ridge of his penile flesh. He puts down his magazine and bleats again as she sucks him, her fingers fondling his alien testicles.
Leia’s head bobs as she eagerly nurses on his cock, slurping noisily on it. After a moment, he reaches down and holds her head, and begins thrusting into her mouth, driven by animal instinct. Suddenly, he bleats, and begins pumping spurt after spurt of slimy come into her mouth. She raises her head in surprise and his cock escapes, spewing cum like a geyser all over her face.
Leia: “No, Chewy, not yet!! I needed you to FUCK me!! Oh god…!” It’s too late. His greenish come is erupting in volcanic splendor, splattering all over her face as she strokes him, disappointed and frustrated, but still wanting to give him pleasure. His come continues to pump out, covering her face until it’s bathed and dripping with it.
But Leia hasn’t reckoned with Wookiee physiology. Unlike humans, they recover from orgasm almost immediately. As soon as the viscous spurts begin to ebb, Chewy grabs Leia with his hairy paws and pushes her over onto her hands and knees on the bed. He leans forward and begins lapping at her dripping-wet cleft with his long, thick tongue. It slithers wetly all over her pussy and her anus, as she groans and shivers with pleasure. He feasts on her, his tongue sliding against her clit, thrusting up deep inside her, exploring every inch of her sex.
Leia: “Ohhhhh, yessss, Chewy, lick meeeeeee! Oh, god, I’m gonna come!! UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”Chewy laps at her quivering little clit bud, lashing it with his heavy, muscular tongue, and Leia explodes in a tumultuous orgasm, leaving her trembling with pleasure. His cock, which has never fully retracted, is now extended again to its ultimate, rigid length. He moves up and thrusts at her, holding her tightly with his paws. He misses his mark, his cock glancing off her clit. Then it slithers up against her asshole, as he seeks his goal inexorably. At last, in desperation, Leia reaches back and guides his thick cock into her vaginal opening. He bleats as he buries it inside her, and he begins hunching against her, fucking her hard and fast like a gigantic dog. Leia is in heaven.
Leia: “Ohhhhhhhh, CHEWY!! That’s it! That’s it! FUCK ME!!!!”Chewy fucks her relentlessly, his glistening red cock thrusting in and out. The knot at the base thrusts against her labia and her clit, slipping further inside her with each of his thrusts, stretching the entrance to her pussy even wider. The pressure on her clit sends her into another searing orgasm.
Leia: “OHHH!!! OHHH!!!! CHEWY!!!! DON’T!!! STOP!!!! FUCKING!!!! MEEE!!! UHHHH!!!!Chewy pounds her pussy furiously, driven only by his animal instinct to possess this alien woman whose pussy is gripping his cock tightly, milking the come from his balls. At last, he drives into her for a final time, throws his head back and bellows exultantly. His Wookiee come erupts in violent, heavy spurts inside her. The force of his eruption is so powerful that it would knock her forward had he not been holding her tightly with his paws. He floods her cunt with a huge quantity of his come, until it backs up and oozes down over her clit, down her thighs, and down onto the bed. Leia screams as she pumps his alien sperm into her, her body wrenched by yet another exquisite climax, her mind reeling with the obscene, lascivious thought that she has given herself so freely to this hairy, ape-like, alien being with his monster cock.
Finally, she falls forward, with Chewy on top of her, his cock rapidly deflating now. Both of them are out of breath, panting. His cock slips out of her sperm-drenched pussy, and he moves down her body, presses his face between her legs, and laps at his greenish come as it drools out of her.
Leia (sated and happy): “Ohhhhh, Chewy….I think I’m in love…..”
FADOUT
SCENE 3 – HEADQUARTERS OF THE REBEL ALLIANCEPrincess Leia, having just conferred the highest of honors on Han Solo and Luke Skywalker as the multitude cheers, has invited them both to her chambers following the ceremony, to further celebrate the destruction of the Death Star. They arrive at her door together, in their dress uniforms. Leia has shed her princess robe and is dressed in a diaphanous gown that reveals her firm breasts and puffy nipples. She is wearing a pair of tiny silk panties beneath it.
Leia: “Gentlemen. Please come in and have a drink.”They enter, both of them unable to keep their eyes from exploring her lush body. She walks to the bar and pours them two champagnes, and one for herself. Returning to them, she hands them their glasses and proposes a toast.
Leia: “To the destruction of the Empire.”
Han and Luke (raising their glasses and clicking them against hers): “To the destruction of the Empire!”They drink the bubbly liquid, and set their glasses down on a table.
Leia (smiling): “And now, I think it’s time for us to get something else settled once and for all. I know you’ve both been dying to stick your cocks in me and fuck me since the first time you laid eyes on me. Maybe you were shy, what with my being a princess and all. And I didn’t want to have sex with just one of you and have the other one be jealous. So I decided to invite you both here tonight. Now, get out of those clothes and let’s fuck!”Luke’s eyes widen, but he looks to Han for guidance. He’s unsure of himself, inexperienced, having grown up on an isolated desert farm.
Han (grinning, ever the arrogant bastard): “What makes you think we want you that bad?”
Leia (smiling, exuding confidance, not about to be intimidated by the likes of Solo): “Well, if you don’t, there’s the door, right over there.”
Luke: “Not so fast, Han. You can take a hike if you want, but you’re not blowing this chance for ME!” (He starts taking off his uniform hurriedly).
Han: “Oh, well, what the hell.” He follows suit, shedding his uniform. Soon they’re both standing there naked. Luke’s cock is longer than Han’s, but slimmer.
Leia (descending to her knees on the plush carpet): “Now that’s more like it. Come on, bring them here.”The two men crowd closer to her, and she lifts Luke’s cock in her fingers, slowly encircling the flared head with her tongue. He moans softly, and she slides her lips over the head, engulfing him in her mouth. She strokes Han’s thicker member with her other hand as she sucks on Luke’s.
Han (winking at Luke): “Ever have your cock sucked by a real princess, Luke?”
Luke (blissfully unaware that his cock is being sucked by his own sister): “N..no…not by anyone else, either.”
Han: “I’ll have to introduce you to someone at Mos Eisley the next time we’re there. You’ll love her. Ohhhh, yeah, suck it, baby!”Leia, by now, has released Luke’s cock and is now eagerly sucking on Han’s, while she strokes Luke’s lust-engorged shaft with her hand. She begins to alternate between them, sucking one, then the other, even trying to get both of them in her mouth at once, licking the heads as she holds them together. Finally, she looks up at Luke, a strand of saliva on her chin, mingled with pre-cum. She’s achingly lovely, the woman of his undying masturbatory fantasies.
Leia: “Fuck me now, Luke, while I suck on Han’s big cock. Hurry, I want you inside me!”Han gets down on the floor in front of Leia as she gets up on her hands and knees. Luke moves around behind her, pushing the transparent gown up over her full, round ass and pulling her panties down. Too eager and inexperienced to lick her pussy, he immediately guides his cock to her entrance, as she engulfs Han’s rigid cock in her mouth and sucks on it hungrily. He rubs the head of his cock up and down her parted, wet cleft, and then seeks her vagina, slowly pushing his cock into her, inch by delicious inch.
Luke: “I’m doing it, Han, I’m inside her!”
Han: “Well, don’t just stand there with that goofy look on your face, Luke. FUCK her!”Leia giggles, even with her face stuffed full of Han’s cock, and then moans as Luke begins to hesitantly thrust in and out of her yearning pussy. They work together that way for a time, letting their collective arousal build slowly, deliciously. Soon, Leia senses that Luke, in his excitement, is approaching his orgasm. She lets Han’s dripping-wet cock slip out of her mouth, and turns her head.
Leia: “Stop, Luke. I don’t want you to come yet.”Luke stops skewering his cock in and out of her welcoming pussy, and slips it out of her. Leia crawls up over Han, straddling his stiff cock, guiding it with her hand to her pussy. Slowly, she settles down on it, burying it slowly in her cunt. Her labia cling to it as it stretches her vaginal passage.
Leia: “Ohhhh, god, that’s sooooo good!”
Han: “Oh, damn, you’re pussy is so fucking tight! It feels like it’s sucking on me!”
Leia: “Luke….put your cock in my ass! I want to be sandwiched between my two favorite men!”Luke is hesitant, scared. He’s never even heard of such a thing!
Luke: “You want me to…..put it in your ASS?”
Han: “Just do like the lady says, Luke, nice and slow. You’ll get the hang of it.”Luke still hesitates, but positions his cock at the tight ring of muscle that guards her back entrance. And then he hears a voice in his head, but it seems far away.
Voice: “Remember The Force, Luke. Close your eyes. Use The Force!”Luke’s hips press forward, and he grabs his cock and slowly forces it against Leia’s tightly-resisting asshole. He pushes harder, and the head of his cock slowly penetrates her tightness, forcing it’s way inside her hot, tight depths. She squeals in pain, and he hesitates again.
Leia (overcome with lust, almost hissing the words): “Don’t stop, Luke. It’s okay. Fuck my ass like a Jedi master!”Luke sinks his cock deeper and deeper in his sister’s tight, hot asshole, feeling Han’s motionless cock pressing against his through the thin membrane that separates them.
Leia (breathlessly): “Ohhh, goddd, that’s it, that’s it! Both of you, fill me with your cocks! FUCK me!”Luke and Han begin to slowly fuck in and out of both of Leia’s holes, grinning at each other as they use her willing body. Han lifts her gown and takes one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking it as he and Luke saw their cocks in and out. Leia groans as they drive her closer and closer to her come.
Leia: “Ohhhhhhhhhh, yes, do it HARDER, both of you! I’m gonna….COME! UHHH!!!!”They redouble their efforts, fucking her relentlessly until her body convulses, pressed between their driving cocks.
Leia (her voice a soprano squeak as she surrenders to her climax): “UHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNYESSS!!!!!! OHH!!!! OHHH!!!! OHH!!!!”
Han: “Give it to her, Luke. Pump your Jedi come into her ass!”
Luke: “Oh, yeah, oh yeah, FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKYEAHHHHH!!!!”His cock erupts, sending spurt after spurt of his hot, youthful come into the tightly clasping ass of his sister. Han, feeling Luke’s cock swell against his embedded shaft, unleashes a torrent of sperm into her vaginal tunnel, flooding it, too, with hot, thick semen. They collapse, with Leia pressed tightly between Han and Luke, both of their cocks still deep inside her, still spewing the pent-up contents of their balls into her.
Leia (gasping happily in the aftermath of her own exquisite orgasm): “Mmmmmmmmm, my HEROES!”
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Naughty Babysitter: Chapter 2

Ok readers, I apologize for the LONG delay between parts, but real life is hectic. After catching Jennifer in her bedroom, playing with one of toys, Tina and Paul punish her, but did the naughty girl learn her lesson? Hope you enjoy chapter 2.

The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Payback as a Bitch Chapter Two)

A Note From The Author
This story is the long awaited squeal to the hit “Payback as a Bitch” that was first published two years ago. Since then the plot of the series had somewhat mutated and I felt it needed a new title, however if you have not read the original then you might want to check it out first or not a lot of this will make sense. For all those of you who have read that original I thank you for the resounding success, I apologise for the bad spelling and grammar in the previous the last edition but English is not my first language. If you come across similar mistakes in this instalment please feel free to copy it to a word document and fix them before reading. As most authors I feel obligated to inform you that this story contains themes such as incest and anal sex, if these are not for you and you do read on then do not complain at the end. Constructive criticism and suggestions are always welcome to help me improve both this series and the others I am currently working on.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Pay Back as a Bitch Chapter Two)
Have you ever had one of those moments, where despite all the weird shit that’s happened in the last few days you still find yourself thinking ‘what the fuck’? I was kind of in the middle of one of those moments. My sister, Clare, was sitting on her bed with her tongue massaging our mother’s tonsils; even though this was pushing the boundaries of weird to a whole new level it was still incredibly hot. My sister as you know is a total knock out: long legs, tight ass, big tits (all of which I had had fun with) red hair and green eyes. My mum looks like a copy of Clare slightly gone to seed, she had a little more junk in her trunk, her boobs were even bigger the Clare’s though they had a bit more sag, but for a 39 year old she was in great shape given her habit of always dieting and exercising so she ‘didn’t end up like some of women she worked with.’
After about a minute the broke apart and mum reached over and brushed the hair out of Clare’s face in a very loving way, as in more then a parental loving way.
“I’ve got to go back to the office for a bit,” whispered mum, “but I’ll see what I can do about it when I get home. Just don’t tell anyone else, okay?” Clare looked with those big green eyes and slowly nodded. With that our mother got, kissed her one last time on the top of the head and turned to leave. I had just enough time to leap backwards, turn around and take a few steps when the door opened and she strode out. She look shocked to fine me there, obviously worried about what I might have overheard, but I just kept on walking and she must have just dismissed my appearance as coincidence because she didn’t pursue the matter.
I went back to my room and started fiddling around for a while, did a bit of writing on a report that wasn’t due till school was back. But seeing as how the report was about the history of slavery it only served to get me thinking about my own personal slaves and what I could do to them. Barely half an hour later and I was in need of a bit of relief, in the old days I would have just stayed in my chair and jerked off to some porn, but things were a lot better now. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Steph, just a basic ‘get your arse over here now, sort of thing, then I stood up, stretched out some cramps and went down the hall to pay a conjugal visit to my dear big sister.
As I walked in I saw her sitting at her computer with her back to me, but the weird thing is that she was watching the video of me a Stephanie from earlier that day. I crept up behind her and slid my hands over her shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She jumped a little in surprise as I did so and quickly reached up and closed the video and I began fondling her ample tits.
“You know,” I said, leaning down to whisper in her ear “if you started getting into this you might find that I can make it a lot more enjoyable for you.”
“Like how?” she huffed in disbelief, but I did sense a little hit of anticipation in her voice.
I swung the chair around to face me; she was wearing one of those little sundresses that barely made it halfway down her thigh. I reached down and slowly slid the fabric up past where her panties should have been, I say should have been because she wasn’t wearing any. I breathed in the musky scent of her womanhood before gently kissing my way up her thigh towards her pussy, I felt her shudder as I did so, squirming a little trying to get my mouth to her as fast as she could. But I was in no rush; I kept on teasing her, lightly flicking her outer lips and running the very tips of my fingers over the entrance to her love cannel. It wasn’t long before she was dripping juice onto the chair and her little clit started to poke it head out. I gave it just the tiniest of flicks with the tip of my tongue and Clare jumped about two inches back off the chair. I started running my tongue along the full length of her slit, still just barely touching her clit, making her shudder every time. As I did this slit two fingers into her pussy and slowly began working them back and forward until I was knuckle deep in my big sister, I hooked my fingers so that the knuckle of one was massaging her g-spot while the other was hooking over the edge of what I am told is the cervix. Clare was really starting to enjoy this, and by that I mean she had her legs up over my shoulders and had grabbed me by the back of the head and was trying to force my whole face into the pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and curled my tongue around it into a sort of cradle and began sucking, hard. Most guy seme to think that the clit is like a joy buzzer, but to quote one of the great Nina Hartley’s instructional videos ‘licking sucks and sucking rocks.’
“HOLY FUCK YES!” shouted Clare as her hips started bucking into my face and I began fingering her faster and faster. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA OH-OH-OH-OOHHHHHH-GOOOOODDDDDDD!”
And with that she seemed to go in to some sort of seizure, her whole body shook violently and screamed incoherent babble until her hands let go of my head, he legs went limp and her breathing slowed so that she just seemed out of breath.
I heard a small noise behind us and turned around to see Steph leaning up against the closet, her jeans were down to her knees and hand shirt was literally ripped open, she’d obviously been playing with her self while watching the two of us.
I got us and walked over to her, pushing her hand out of the way and slid my own into her panties. At the same time I started kissing her, she must have tasted Clare’s juices, and liked it, because her tongue was exploring every crevice it could find. After a moment or two I pulled away and looked at her, I saw that she was glancing over my shoulder at Clare and her pussy was becoming wetter in my hand.
“You wanna, have some fun with her?” I asked. Steph bit her lower lip slightly then nodded, not taking her eyes off Clare for a moment. “Fourth draw, under the towel, pick something fun.”
I gave her one last kiss before walking back to Clare, she was sitting right where I left her, her legs spread open and one had up rubbing her tit. I unzipped my trousers and turned to stand next to her, even though my dick was only half hard Clare needed no encouragement and quickly jerked me to full attention before taking me into her mouth and demonstrating her porn star level of cock sucking skill. Ever put you dick in a vacuum? I haven’t, mostly because I couldn’t find one that could handle me, but I imagine that that is the force with which Clare can suck.
She reached up and started stroking my balls with one hand while the other started playing with her tit, squeezing and pinching her nipple, making herself groan around my cock. I tore my eyes away from this in an attempt to stop myself from cumming to soon; I looked over at where Steph stood in front of the draws, totally naked, holding an L-shaped dildo. As I watched she inserted the smaller end into her pussy then pulled up what looked like a bikini bottom and sliding the long part of the dildo into place with a small click. The toy itself was about the same size as an aerosol can and the effect was that it looked as if Steph had sprouted a massive dick through the front of her panties.
Steph started stroking her temporary attachment, looking for all the world like a hermaphrodite jerking off, I guess the bit up inside her meant that the more it was stimulated the more she felt it. Now normally I’m not into that kinda stuff, but this and Clare sucking my already enraged dick had me about ready to explode. However I didn’t want to waste such an opportunity. I pulled Clare’s mouth away from my cock and in true porn star fashion she started gasping after it like a fish outta water. I turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Clare, I think our dear cousin in feeling a little left out,” I said, gesturing towards Steph, who was still stroking her plastic pal. “Why don’t you go show her just how much we want her to join in?” Clare need no further persuading, she got up and strode over to where Steph was and began kissing her full on French style. They were holding the backs of each other’s heads and seemed to be competing to see who could reach whose tonsils first. I decided that watching this was not going to help me stop from shooting my load so I striped off the rest of my cloths, swung my legs up on the bed and closed my eyes for a moment, trying not to hear the sound of them kissing.
After a few minutes, during which I was thinking about my pick for the NRL the season, the sound of kissing stoped and was quickly replaced by another familiar noise. I opened my eyes and looked around, Steph was standing right where I had left her, however Clare was kneeling in front of her and looked as if she was trying to suck her strap on right out of its holster. She was bobbing her head back and forward at an alarming rate, her red hair was waving behind her and I could see that both her hands were around Steph’s backside. Steph was holding Clare’s head and was effectively face fucking her, ramming the dildo down her throat and letting out a little grunt every time.
“That’s it you fucking bitch!” screamed Steph “Suck my fucking cock! OH FUCKS YES! THAT’S IT! FINGER MY ARSEHOLE YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT!”
If my erection had been receding it was now back in full force; Steph, when she wasn’t around Clare, had always struck me as being kind of a sweet girl. To hear such obscenities pouring out of her mouth, and at such a volume, had me seriously aroused.
“THAT’S IT I’M GONNA CUM!” cried Steph, literally beating her pelvis into Clare’s face. “HERE IT CUMS! OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH!”
And with that Steph froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her luscious lips drawn out in one long low moan. Her hands had stoped abusing Clare’s face and were now instead holding her throat deep on the toy. I could see Clare was starting to have trouble breathing, if was a better man then I may have gone and helped her, but like I said, this was all payback.
After about thirty seconds or so I decided that it might not be so good for Clare to die of asphyxiation so I rolled off the bed and gently pulled her back from Steph’s hips. She came away coughing and spluttering, as she was wiping her own spit from around her mouth I led her over to the bed and lay back down. She sat down on the edge next to me but I didn’t give her much time to recover, instead I pulled her on top of me and dragged one leg over my side so that she was properly positioned. Clare got the idea pretty quickly and god bless her she reached down and started to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. I wondered whether it was just the threat of blackmail that had her working along so well, or if she was starting to really enjoy the situation, but all these thoughts were pushed out of my head as my dick was pushed into her. The feeling of her cunt was amazing, it was warm and we and so tight it felt like I was forcing my todger through a fleshy garden hose. She placed both her hands on my chest and started lowering her self down onto me, it took a moment for me to get my full length in, but once I was balls deep she started rocking back and forward so I was only slipping out and inch or so each time. The sensation was exquisite, both on my cock and the soft feeling of her bare skin on mine; I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth, rubbing the edges of her areola with my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue. With my hands I reached around and grabbed her arse, spreading her checks apart as she growled deeply and began to pick up speed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Steph in the corner, her hands back down the front of the strap on, I assume, fingering her clit.
I took Clare’s nipple out of my mouth and looked straight at Steph, when I had her eye contact I nodded towards Clare’s rising and falling arse. When Steph raised her eyebrows and just started I took one hand off Clare’s arse, pointed at her then slapped Clare’s arse with my hand making her moan even louder then she was already. Steph go the idea and crawled up on to the bed behind Clare, who completely oblivious and kept on fucking me. I could feel Steph’s soft tanned legs brushing against mind as she positioned herself, I helped her aim as well as I could but pulling Clare’s butt cheeks as far apart as they would go.
Clare suddenly stopped humping me and shot forward, almost dislodging me, her eyes were wide open and nothing but a small choking noise was issuing from her. In guessed you haven’t guessed this was because Steph had shoved what appeared to be the first half of the aerosol can sized strap on up her arse.
“AHHHHHHHH!” screamed Clare, trying to pull away, I put my hands on her shoulders as best I could to stop her moving. “You bitch! Take it out IT FUCKING HURTS!”
“No she’s not going to take it out,” I said with a stern look around at Steph, who had looked ready to obey “your just gonna have to relax and take it like a good little slut.”
Steph reached forward and grabbed Clare’s hips, slowly sliding her toy into her cousin’s arsehole. To my somewhat surprise Steph was smiling as she did so, as if this was something she had wanted to do for along time. The further she pushed in the further Clare slid back towards her, hence the further she slide onto my cock until finally she was fully impaled on both out tools.
Steph started to stroke her toy in and out of Clare’s arsehole, no more then about an inch or so; I could feel the dildo sliding up and down the base of my cock through membrane between her arse and pussy. I started pushing up into her as far as I was able and was delighted to hear she groaning with the effort of taking so much at once. Steph reached around with one hand and started massaging her left boob with one hand while the other crept between the two of us and started rubbing her clit. I brought my hand up and began rubbing her other tit and reached my face up to start licking her neck. As most know, or should know by now, there is a certain spot on a woman’s neck, right on to of one of the tendons usually, and if you lick it just right it can be better for her then licking her clit.
The effect of all this on Clare was unbelievable, she had always been a bit of a screamer, but this was setting the bar to a whole new level for sheer volume. She had her hands on my shoulders now and was sawing herself back and forward as if trying to get the two implements to shoot out the top of her head.
“HOLY SHIT! AHHHH! THAT’S IT! OH FUCK! OH OH FUCK! HARDER!”
“YOU LIKE THAT DON’T YOU!” I shouted, taking my mouth away from her neck and looking her in those big green eyes “YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!”
“YES, YES, YES” she howled back to me.
“SAY IT!” I had to yell to make my self heard over her and Steph’s combined cried of ecstasy “TELL US WHAT YOU ARE!”
“I’M A WHORE!” she screamed, throwing her head back and crying to the ceiling. As she did so Steph too her hands away from her clit and breast and grabbed two handfuls of her flowing red hair, pulling her head back till I was sure her neck would snap. “I’M A STUPID FUCKING FUCKING WHORE! OH GOD I’M GONNA CUM. OHHHH SWEET JESUS AHHHH I’M GONNA CUM!”
“AND ME!” screamed Steph, now violently jerking Clare’s head back with every thrust. “AHHHH, I’M GONNA AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH!”
It was all too much for me to bear; I thrust my dick one last time and shot my load deep into Clare’s womb. At the same instance Steph froze with her toy as deep into Clare’s arse as it would go, almost as if she was shooting her own load there too. And as for Clare, well from the way that her pussy was convulsing around my cock I guessed that her orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Her scream of pleasure and pain was at a volume beyond my ability to measure and I was sure that the cops were on their way.
When I had finally come down from my cumming I realised that both the girls were lying with their full weight on top of me. As gently as I could I rolled to the side and they both fell on to the bed. Clare was unconscious, but her breathing suggested that she was just asleep. Steph still had the giant strap on implanted in Clare’s arse but was blacked out herself and sleeping soundly. They were lying in the spoons position and I considered that I should probably do something to remove the toy so that Clare could walk when she woke up, but decided instead to just let them sleep it off. I slowly pulled my deflating cock out of Clare’s pussy then dragged the sheet from the end of the bed over the two of them. I don’t know why I did it but I was in a good mood and I think my feeling of hate towards Clare was beginning to fade. Then, with my lust temporarily slaked I wandered back down the hall to my own room, hoping I would be lucky enough to get some sleep myself.
Later that afternoon I was in the kitchen having a snack, or to be more precise I was eating my way through my third straight helping of leftovers (this much action really took it out of a guy and I needed to refuel). I was halfway through a bowl of what I think was pasta bake when my mother walked in, I assumed she was there to talk to me about the situation with Clare (and probably Steph for all I knew) but I had already resolved to stand my ground on the subject. She was wearing business suit with a short cut dress that showed off her slightly tanned legs, but other then that she was dressed pretty conservatively as usual.
She sat down across from me and waited patiently for me to finish my meal, this was a bit strange because usually she just expected me drop what I was doing and pay attention, however given the events of the past few day I was kind of at the point of not thinking of to many things as weird. When I had pushed the empty bowl away from me she quietly brought her hands up and looked across, almost seeming to be studying me for a moment before trying to speak.
“Son, there’s something we need to talk about,” she said, not taking her eyes off me.
“Like what?” I asked, thinking that playing dumb was as good a defence and any, or at least more entertaining.
“I know all about you and Clare, what you’ve been doing to her,” ‘here it comes’ I thought ‘the blatant stop it and leave her alone speech’ “and I wondering if we could make a deal on the subject,” she finished.
This was not what I had expected and it took a minute for me to compose myself before I could say, “You have my attention, what kind of a deal?”
“There are thing about this family you don’t know,” she began “thing that very few men really know. Your sister, myself, in fact nearly all the women in this family are members of and ancient society called The Sisterhood. It is sort of a group for women to help support each other, look after each other and love each other.”
“Okay,” I said slowly “not quite seeing what this has to do with anything.”
“It is forbidden for a women to ‘be with’ a man out side of The Sisterhood, we rely on each other for those needs.” It took me moment to get what it was that this meant, but only a moment.
“And what happens if they are ‘with’ another man?”
“They would be exercised from The Sisterhood and never allowed to return. I am the current High Priestess for this territory; Clare is supposed to take my place in a few years. You have to understand that The Sisterhood means everything to her, its what gives her the confidence to be her, she’d just always been a little, how would you say, free spirited.”
“So what’s this got to do with our deal?” I asked, now starting to think that she was just bullshitting me about everything.
“You see there are a few men in The Sisterhood, we call them our Champions. If you agree to keep silent about Clare’s actions, then I will make you one of them.”
“I don’t get it,” I said, not playing dumb anymore just genuinely confused.
“My dear boy,” my mother said, smiling slightly and reaching over to place the hand on my forearm. “There are not many Campions among The Sisterhood and while they have a few duties there main purpose it to do things for The Sisters that women simply can’t.”
“So you’re saying…” I started.
“There are over three thousand Sisters in this district and only twenty five Champions. You do this and, in exchange for your loyalty and service, no Sister will ever be able to refuse you, ever.”
“What kind of duties?” I asked.
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet, not until I know you’re with us.”
I was kind of struck dumb for a moment there, was she for real? Was there really a secret society of lesbians and bi-sexual women that I could have my way with if I agreed to this? There was only one way to find out.
“Okay then, Hight Priestess,’ I said with a smile “I’m in.”
“Come with me,” she said, smiling back at me, something she hadn’t done in years.
I was half expecting to be taken to some hidden chamber or secret passageway but instead we walked up stairs to my parent’s old room. Our parents split up when I was about ten and I think I’ve only seen my old man twice since then, I was beginning to think that maybe this had something to do with it.
My mother sat down on her bed, reached into her bedside drawer and fished out a small carved wooden box, inside she plucked out and small pendant on and length of silver chain. The medallion was made up of three coils or swirls I guess you could call them. They were arranged vertically, a large one in middle and two smaller ones on the top and bottom; thought the talisman was obviously made out of mental it was jet black and had distinct shine to it. What’s more it was insanely familiar.
“This,” my mum said, looping the chain around my neck and fastening it “is the symbol of The Sisterhood. Typically the Champions wear red ones, but the black signifies that you are my personal Champion, you my boy, are now The Champion of the High Priestess.”
“And this is it, all I have to do is wear this and I’m in?”
“There will offcourse be and official ceremony, but for now this will do.”
“Champion of the High Priestess,” I said, trying out my new title “I like it. So how do I tell who else is in the sister hood?” I asked, thinking of the opportunities before me.
“Any one who is wearing on of these,” she said, reaching in to her cleavage and pulling out and identical medallion, only this one was made of gold “no matter the colour, is a member of The Sisterhood.”
“And I can have sex with any of them?” I asked slowly.
“Well there is a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex with the sisters, certain duties you will have to preform and ceremonies to attend, some of it will be quite taxing on you. But yes, none of them will never refuse you,” she replied.
“Dose that include you?”
She leaned in and whispered in a husky voice, “Only of you want it to.”
I felt her silky soft hand slide up the inside of my thigh and stop just an inch or so from my cock, which was beginning to stir. I mimicked the movement on her, stopping so close from her pussy that I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. She leaned forward, trying to force my hand into her crotch but I pulled it back, enjoying the power I was having over the woman who had ruled so much of my life. She pulled back from my shoulder and gave me a very cheeky smile that I suppose most mothers aren’t really capable of.
She then leaned in and kissed me; it was not like Clare’s, or even Steph’s, style of kissing, it was way more gentle: passionate, but not lustful. I enjoyed feeling her tongue play around my teeth as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor. She reached down and undid my jeans and slide the down to my knees, her kissing was far more powerful then I had thought because without even noticing I had become fully hard. I felt my mother’s hand slowly caressing my manhood and she seamed to pause her kissing while figuring out just how large I was.
As we continued to kiss she began pulling me froward until she was lying flat on her back with me on top of her. I reached up her thigh and unbuttoned her skirt, as I pulled it out from underneath her I realised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I kicked my jeans off he rest of the way and began rubbing my cock up and down her slit, feeling her juices flowing onto my shaft and hearing her moan in my mouth.
“Mmmmm,” she sighed, breaking the kiss and tilting her head back “don’t tease me, it’s been so long.”
“So long?” I asked, still refusing to penetrate her, “but I thought the Sister…”
“So long since I’ve been with a man,” she groaned.
I decided that if she really needed it that bad I’d give it to her. I slid a little lower and thrust my cock into her waiting pussy. You’d think that a woman who had had two kids would not be a tight as one who hadn’t, but my mother’s cunt wrapped around me and started milking my dick for all it was worth. I guess not having a real dick in her for so long had somehow made her tight again.
Unlike her daughter or niece she didn’t bellow or scream out profanities as I slowly fucked her. Instead her breathing came and deep rattling moans and let out a soft gasp every time I pushed in to her. I bent forward and began licking her breasts, just brushing her nipples with he tip of my tongue at first before taking them into my mouth and sucking them till they diamond hard. We kept going like this for quite sometime, all sense of reality was lost as we rock back and forward. The fact that she was so beautiful and the fact that she was my mother was quickly bringing me to the edge.
“Oh yes,” she began whispering, seemingly to herself. “Oh yes, that’s it, oh yes, oh, oh, oh.” When reached up and pulled my to her, our lips meeting passionately and waves of pleasure crashed through her body.
“I’m almost there,” I said, leaning back and looking her in the eyes.
“Oh let me taste it,” she moaned, her own orgasm diminishing. “I need to taste it.”
I pulled out of her and rolled to the side, eagerly she reached for my manhood began to stroke me, but before she could get her moth around it my body tensed and I came. The first few streams flew onto her chest before she engulfed me and drained every last drop from my body. I looked down and saw her licking what she could from herself, her eyes closed as she relished the taste. She crawled up and lay down next to me, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, she wrapped her arms around me and we lay there for some time, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of being so close to each other. It was a while before I got up and headed for the door.
“I have things to,” I said to her as I opened the bedroom door.
“Remember what I said” whispered my mother, seeming to be on the edge of sleep “you have to let Clare go now, she’s yours anytime now, but you can tell anyone about her and Mr Derren.”
“I remember,” I said, closing the door behind me as I left her to get some much-needed rest.
It was getting on to midnight by the time I finally got around to seeing Clare. I walked across the landing, laden down with a number of disks and pushed her door open. She was sitting propped up in bed with a book open in front of her and her reading glasses on. She hardly ever wore them, preferring contact lenses, but to perfectly honest I though that they made her look sexy in a totally different way. Like a cute girl from the library, who is hot as hell but seriously inexperienced, a lot of guys don’t like glasses but I kind of do.
“Hey I got something for you,” I said and placed the pile of data storage devices on her desk where she could see them. “This is all the stuff I had on you, I’ve already gotten ride of Steph’s but wanted you to have these.”
She looked at me over the top of her glasses of a moment, as if warring with her self, then she swung around and pulled back the covers on her bed revealing a pink, almost see through nightie and crossed the room towards me.
“So mum’s made you a Champion then has she?” she asked warily.
“Actually,” I replied, fishing the black pendant out of my shirt “I am now The Champion of the High Priestess. But don’t worry, I’ve got plenty more girls to keep me occupied now, so your secrets safe with me.”
Clare stood there for a bit as if trying to come up with the right words, then she reached over picked up the disks and handed them back to me.
“Why don’t you hang on to these for a while,” she said with the slights hint of a smile.
For the umpteenth time that day I found myself struck dumb, standing there looking at my sister the words took a while to form in my brain then seemed to have to fight their way to my mouth.
“But wasn’t this what you wanted? For me to not have any control over you like this?”
“I though it was,” she sighed, then sank down on the bed and stared at the floor for a minute before speaking again. “Look there’s something you don’t know about me.”
“Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot today.” I said, sitting down next to her.
“Since I was thirteen I’ve really cared about you, as in, more then I should have, as in more then a sister should.”
“You mean as in…?”
“I wanted you, for so long, but I couldn’t do it because I’m your sister and I’m a Sister.”
“They why were you such a bitch to me for so many years?”
“I guess I though that if you hated me then these feelings would stop,” she said, still looking down at the floor.
“But I’m a Champion now,” I said, sitting down next to her “I don’t need leverage over you for us to have sex.”
“Its just, look, I’ve always been in charge,”
“Yeah tell me about it,” I muttered.
“But the last few days, being your slave, the way you dominated me, it was just, I don’t know, unbelievable. I just don’t want it to stop.”
“You mean,” I though for a moment “you want to keep being my slave?”
“Yes,” she turned around and looked at me with a million dollar smile I hadn’t seen in years “Master.”
I leaned in and kissed her, is funny, after everything I had already done to her I had never really kissed her. As we frenched I stretched around behind her and started groping her arse. She leaned forward to grant me more access and her kissing became all the more passionate.
“You like my arse don’t you?” she smirked.
“Is that a trick question?” I chuckled and gave her a slap on the butt, causing her to jump a little.
“Back of the closet,” she whispered. “I think you’ll find something you’ll like.
Not having any idea what else Clare could possibly have hidden in her room I opened the closet and reached back to grasp a long thin pole in the corner. I pulled it out and turned around to see Clare bent over the bed, with her legs planted on the floor and her arse high in the air. It was then that I noticed what it was that I was holding in my hand: it was a riding crop.
“Why do you have a riding crop in your closet?” I asked as I walked over to her.
“Duh” she said, craning her neck around to look at me “to use on people.”
“Like who?” I asked, testing the weight of the implement in my hand.
“Steph, mostly,” she responded, looking at the growing bulge in my pants. “We get together a lot, she’s actually very submissive.”
“So you’re the one in charge?”
“Usually, yeah,”
Before the words were even out of her mouth I let loose and swatted her with all my strength across the left arse cheek. She squeaked and dug her fingers into the bedspread.
“Not any more your not,” I growled.
I continued to smack her across the arse, even though I now knew the reason for it all that still didn’t change the fact that she had made my life a bit of a misery for many years, and by god she was going to pay for it. I lifted up her nightie exposing her bare backside and started taking out all my frustrations on that gorgeous piece of flesh. Her butt was soon red raw but still I didn’t stop, I don’t know if she want me to.
“Stop! Please!” she shouted each time I struck her “Please! Stop! Don’t! Stop! Please! Don’t! Stop! Please don’t! Stop! Please, don’t, stop! Don’t STOP! PLEASE DON”T STOP!” the more she screamed the more I liked it, I slid out of my pants and took my cock in hand, jerking it and I slapped her arse. I saw her hand snake its way between her legs and start fingering her now dripping pussy. I kept up my assault with the riding crop, watching her play with herself. At the final moment, right before she was about to hit her peak I stopped spanking her and pulled her hand away from her clit. She fought me at first but I’m much bigger and stronger then she is and I soon wrestled her to the bed.
“Please,’ she begged, “Please I need to come!”
“So com already,” I replied lying back down on the bed. Without needing to be told she quickly straddled my waist and assumed the reverse-cowgirl position.
“OH-YESSSSSS!” she growled as her pussy sank to envelope my cock. She must have still been on the verge of orgasm as it only took only a few stroked before she was thrashing around screaming, “YES! YES! YES!”
She then began riding me in earnest, bouncing her hip up and down and leaning back a little further each time until she her hands were either side of my head and her knees had lifted her into a crab walk. I reached up and grabbed both her gorgeous and began massaging them with the palm of my hands, causing her to start bouncing even faster. Considering how I hadn’t cum in nearly ten hours it wasn’t long before I felt that familiar sensation bubbling in my loins. I slid my hands down to her hips and at the last second pulled her down onto me, holding her in place while I shot my load deep into her. It must have been just enough to send her over the edge as she let out a particularly violent “AHHHHHHHH!” then the arms and legs gave way and she collapsed onto me.
We lay like that for a few minutes, while my cock deflated inside her and our breathing began to normalise. She rolled over, staying on top of me, my now limp dick slipping out of her love tunnel.
“I love you,” she said looking in my eyes, and in that moment all the feeling of resentment, anger and hate that I had felt up until then simply slipped away.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and it was true. Not like I wanted to move to Alabama, marry her and have kids or anything, but not like she was just my big sister anymore. It was something more, something deeper then that.
We kissed one last time, then rolled over, pulled up the covers and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up the next day around noon, still in Clare’s bed with her snuggled up beside me and for the first time in years I had no morning wood. My muscles were stiff and felt like I could do with a shower and a hot meal before getting on with the remainder of the day. As I walked out on to the landing I looked down into the living room and saw Steph and my mum on the couch kissing passionately with their hands down the front of each others pants. I guess that now I was in on the whole deal they had a bit more freedom to do that sort of thing in the house, I guess that it was kind of the reason that I had been so much of an outsider, everyone else had been in on some big secret and I had been completely left out, until now that is.
For a moment I thought about going down to join them but considering that I could get in on this any time I instead opted for a shower, promising my genitals I would make it up to them later.
Despite the actions of yesterday I found myself getting hard in the shower, guess my morning wood was just a little late to arrive. By the time I hopped out I was sporting a full eight-inch hard on that refused to go away. I was about to get dressed but decided what the hell, the house was nice and warn and besides it would probably make a lot of thing easier.
I headed down stairs and into the kitchen, after empting the contents of a bottle of milk I headed into the living room to watch a bit of telly. I had completely forgotten about mum and Steph, that is until I walked in and saw them in a full on sixty-niner right in the same spot where I had fucked Clare a few days before. Steph was on the bottom with her legs spread wide and my mum going to town on her exposed pussy, I could see my mum going nuts fingering Steph like she was trying to push the stop button on a nuke launcher. As I watched the tow of them began to climax; Steph sitting back on mums face while still fingering her clit and mum bucking her hips, letting loose muffled screams into her niece’s pussy.
As the two of them came down they finally noticed me sitting on the lounge with a massive erection in my lap. Neither of them seemed surprised by my appearance as they disentangled themselves from each other and lay back on the carpet in the perfect display of seductiveness.
“About time you got up,” said my mum from the floor “Steph and I were getting bored waiting.”
“I’m glad to see you found a way to pass the time,” I said, beginning to rub my ragging hard-on.
“You might not want to do that just yet,” she said, standing up and sitting on the lounge next to me. “You’ve got a big day ahead and you may want to save your self.”
“Big day?” I asked, letting go of my dick and looking around at her, “Doing what?”
“Today,” she said reaching out and giving my cock a gentle squeeze, “we start making you into a Champion.”
To Be Continued…
In the next instalment of The Sisterhood: our hero begins to delve into the world of the Sisters, discovering just how deep their society runs. He starts to learn their way and finds out his mom was right: ‘there’s a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex.

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