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Krissy

By: teasemeplz



I've known Krissy what most of my life. She moved in next door to me when I was 3 and we pretty much grew up together. She is my best friend, someone I trust completely. We've never actually dated, but there have been moments of sexual exploration that we've shared. We've always talked about our relationships, helped each other through crushes, unrequited loves, and more than a few breakups.

There has always been a slight sexual tension, which has sometimes been relieved by giving into it. More often than not, though, it just remains a part of our relationship, always hovering in the background. Deep down it is something that I think we both enjoy.

When we left for college, we saw a bit less of each other, but in a strange way we grew closer. For most of the Fall semester we were busy with classes, dealing with being on our own for the first time, finding new friends and so on. We talked three or four times a week and saw each other on the weekends, usually at parties or, occasionally, just to hang out.

Spring we saw each other less, but, strangely, it felt like we were growing closer. Finals week set in and we ended up at the same table at the library. From there, we went back to my apartment and for most of the week, we studied together. It felt like old times.

Even in full-on study mode Krissy was a knockout. Her beautiful blond hair pulled back in a ponytail, her small nose, slightly upturned, high cheek bones and big blue eyes radiated a natural beauty, which didn't seem to fade even after several pots of coffee and a handful of no-doze in her. She was blessed with a very tight little body that even managed to make sweatpants and a ratty t-shirt look good.

Around 3:30 a.m., I finally needed to turn in, burned out for the night. She had a floppy disk and asked she could use my computer. I said "Sure" and headed off to bed.

I woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. I pulled on my shorts and a t-shirt and dragged myself into the kitchen, quietly watching her cook.

"Made you eggs," she said, not turning to look back, she pointed to the table with the spatula. I sat down and took a bite, not thinking to say thanks until I had a mouthful. She giggled as I muffled a "thanks" to her.

"So, David," she started, with a lilt in her voice that cued me to the fact that something was up.

"Yessss?" I said, this time with my mouth empty.

"Really interesting bookmarks you have on your web browser," I could tell she was smiling, about to give me a hard time.

"Yeah, well, you've always known I've had a kinky side," I told her. "Hardly a surprise."

"But you never told me about most of them," she said sounding a bit disappointed, "I thought we told each other pretty much everything."

"Pretty much," I said, again with my mouth full.

"I never knew you liked to be teased. Some of that stuff was pretty out there. Some of those stories were really wild."

"Mmmmm," I said, feeling a bit uncertain, "You, uh, read them, huh."

She turned and smiled a bit, nodding very slowly.

"Don't know any girls like that, by any chance do you?" I asked, only half-serious.

"You mean girls who like teasing guys?" she smiled. "Oh, yeah," she continued, her smile turning a bit wicked. "So do you."

"Really?" I asked. "Like some of your friends?"

She cocked her head a bit and smiled, "Uh, like *most* of them."

"No way," I protested, shrugging her off.

"Yes way. I can think of a bunch that would go for that kind of stuff." She sounded quite serious.

"You mean like flirt and stuff?" I asked, trying to sound disinterested.

"No," she told me, pausing to bite her lip before continuing, "I mean girls who would tease you until you cried and not let you cum. That's what you are into isn't it?"

For the first time I grew uncomfortable talking about it. "Yeah, that would be pretty hot."

"And" she continued, "the meaner they were to you, the hotter you'd get?"

I swallowed hard and nodded. "Yeah."

I continued eating my eggs, sitting quietly. After a few minutes I broke the silence, "So, um, which of your friends do you think would be into that?"

"Alot of them, David," she said flatly.

"Like who?" I pressed.

She didn't respond. 

After a few minutes of awkward silence, she changed the topic and before long things were back to normal. It wasn't uncommon to talk like that, about sex, friends, and turn ons and the like. I didn't think too much about it and she didn't bring it up again.

Finals week passed without incident and when Friday rolled around, Krissy called. 

"Hey, David, we're going out for drinks at the Green tonight, wanna come with?"

I agreed.

Her voice grew a bit raspy and she taunted a little, "Heidi will be there." She said it very slowly, very deliberately.

"Oh?" I asked, not entirely sure what she was driving at. "Is she one of your friends who, you know?"

"Who does what, David? Who teases?" Her voice grew very solemn, "I don't know, David, want me to ask her for you?"

"Oh God, Krissy, no. I thought maybe, since you said," I stammered, "I don't know."

She giggled. "See ya at 7:00?"

"OK," I agreed, and hung up the phone.

I showed up at the Green about twenty past seven and immediately saw Krissy with a half dozen of her girlfriends sitting at a table. There were already two empty pitchers and three full ones on the table. She was grinning ear to ear as she excitedly waved me over.

She gave me a big hug, "Everybody, you know David, my bestest bud in the whole world."

They all said "Hi" in various ways. I had met all of them before, but knew a few better than others.

One of them filled a plastic cup with beer and handed it to me, which I gulped down.

"OK, OK, now that David's here, I wanted to make my announcement." She cleared her throat, "I just heard today that I won a scholarship to spend the summer in Paris." Everyone cheered and raised their glasses, myself included. After the excitement died down, we all talked about our summer plans. Everyone else, including myself, was staying on for summer session. We talked about various classes we were taking, majors, schools, general gossip.

Everytime Heidi spoke, I found myself watching her more closely, unable to get Krissy's voice out of my head. I found it hard to speak to her and as a result just smiled a lot, which seemed to make Heidi a bit uneasy.

We had a pretty good time and as the bar was shutting down, Krissy asked if she could come over tomorrow, around 11:00, she had a surprise for me and wanted to make sure I got it before she left town.

The next day, Krissy showed up at 11:00 and told me she had a special surprise for me. She led me to the bedroom and had my lie down on my back.

First, she tied a bandana around my head, blindfolding me. Next, I heard her open my closet and rummage around a bit. Before I really knew it, I felt my wrists circled by what must have been ties, and each arm stretched over my head and tied to the headboard of the bed. Her fingers slipped under my waistband and slowly she slipped my shorts and boxers off, leaving me naked from the waist down. I moaned softly, hearing her laugh a bit as I felt my cock stiffen. Gently my knees were spread and my ankles tied to the base of the bed.

Then there was nothing, silence. I called for her over and over. No response. I could hear noise, but not what it was. First there was doors opening, closing, opening again.

"You can't leave me like this," I protested.

Her hand fumbled a bit with the knot in the bandana, and I blinked as the light hit my eyes again. She kissed me on the cheek and whispered "Surprise," into my ear before rolling off of me.

As she rolled to the side, I turned beet red as I saw the six women I had been out with last night standing at the foot of the bed, most of them trying to stiffle laughs, falling all over each other.

Krissy's lips brushed my ear "They know everything, David," she looked deep into my eyes, "And they aren't going to be nice to you either.

Heidi laughed, "That's right David." She looked at her friends on her left and right and then back at me, her eyes cutting into me, her voice cold, "We're not nice girls."

Their reponses were a mixture of girls trying to look stern and trying not to laugh.

Krissy leaned back down, "David," her voice quivered ever so slightly, "This is my fantasy too."

She paused, "You know that girl you've been telling all your deep, dark fantasies to? The girl you spend hours Instant Messaging? Mistress Katrina?"

"How did you, what, how?" I started tugging at the ties holding me down.

She raised her hand and gave me a little wave.

I shook my head frantically, "No, no, not you. Oh God please Krissy, don't tell me that."

"I know all your secrets David, all your dirty little secrets. Mistress Katrina was so safe and anomymous and so far away, wasn't she?"

Krissy looked back at the others in the room. "They know everything David. I'm giving each of them an hour with you. I'll see you at six and well have a little talk, OK?" She leaned down a kissed my forehead. She stood up asking "Who's first?"

Krissy's friend Paige raised her hand. She was shorter than the others, with big bushy brown hair and huge brown eyes. Of all of them, she was far and away the cutest. She had a great big bright smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

"OK guys, you know the rules, let's go raid the fridge," Krissy left the room and the others followed, all except for Paige who was staring at me, biting her lower lip and looking incredibly mischievous.

Krissy Answers Angie's Question



This is the fourth in Krissy's adventures, based on a pretty much factual events, with a bit of extra kinkiness thrown in for good measure.

Over the next few weeks Krissy had spent less and less time with Jon. She had a feeling that he was now more than a little bisexual in his leanings. Not that she could blame him – she herself had begun a relationship of sorts with Julia, the 23 year old from the foursome that started this new found daring nature.

Julia for her part was wrapped with Krissy. She knew that Krissy was still fucking Jon and guessed that Ryan was getting some too, but she didn't mind. Krissy was quite happy for her young lover to get screwed by others too. A couple of times they had even been out clubbing together, yet gone home separately with a stud each. 

More often though, they took the drinks offered, teased the buyers, but then went home together. Krissy was definitely in charge, but Julia was happy with that. She liked to be dominated some, and Krissy judged it to perfection, before ensuring that Julia had her relief too, once she herself was satisfied.

A couple of times, Krissy had been seen around the clubs by her old friends, on the whole themselves thirtysomethings, so obviously intimate with her new younger buddy. They were used to Krissy being tactile with girls – weren't they all? – but this seemed a more absorbing relationship altogether.

Eventually it was Angie, the prettiest but most forthright of Krissy's friends who asked the question. Angie was a thirty year old Air Stewardess, married but was always open to a little frolicking, so long as it was nothing too serious. She had plenty of admirers too. Long dark hair, a slim physique, a permanent tan and great dress sense ensured that. 

Like Krissy, she had small tits, but an almost boyish ass. Krissy had seen Angie in her underwear on lots of occasions and even before her new found love of the female form, had admired what she saw. That said, Angie wasn't the sharpest tool in the box. She had that streetwise quality that helped her fight her corner. Also, a broad local accent and the odd dumb blonde comment contradicted her sophisticated look. 

Stood together at the bar of the club, Angie and Kris were watching Julia dancing on the small floor not far away, as usual fighting the guys off as she did her thing.

"You seem to be seeing a lot of Julia at the moment" ventured Angie. "What is it with you two then? What do you see in her?"

Krissy had never really thought about this question. There wasn't really the tone that suspected the true nature of her relationship with Julia, more just that of a mate a bit pissed of for not being top of the friend's heap any longer. Krissy felt a devilish urge to shock Angie there and then with a revealing of the truth. 

Just about to speak, she stopped herself and let a smile pass across her lips. Angie looked puzzled. Krissy had just seen her friend's beauty again, and an opportunity to see yet more of it in the flesh. 

"I'll tell you what Angie, lets clear off out of here, back to my place and you can get to know Julia a bit better in the quiet and over a drink. You'll soon see why I like her so much. What do you say?"

The nodded and smiling response was instant, Angie glad to still feel that Krissy would welcome her into her confidence. They collected Julia from the dancefloor and she willingly came along.

Back at the flat, a beautiful one bedroom apartment, with a huge lounge and sumptuous décor, Angie excused herself for a few minutes while Krissy poured them all stiff drinks. Quickly Krissy took Julia to one side, kissed her passionately and asked her what she thought of Angie.

"She's gorgeous Krissy – you sure have some good looking friends".

"Well just follow my lead and we might have some fun with her tonight!" Krissy said wickedly.

Soon they were all sat on the lounge floor, shoes kicked off, drinks being eased down, the conversation flowing easily. Angie and Krissy were propped up against the huge soft sofa, Julia kneeling in front of them. Krissy began her ploy.

"Angie, I asked Julia what she thought of you earlier on, and she said she thought you were gorgeous. Clearly she has good taste. For your part, you asked me what I saw in Julia – now you have had a chance to get to know her a little, what do you think of her?"

Angie replied without thinking "She seems lovely and gorgeous as well!" She said this without hesitation, a seemingly innocent platitude that Krissy would work for all it was worth.

"So which bit of her do you think is most gorgeous Angie? Tell me and I'll tell you if I agree." Julia was knelt straight and facing Angie directly. 

"Well....I'm a bit embarrassed to say really, but Julia has great tits – I so wish mine were like that." She giggled a little mischievously as she gave her answer. Krissy pounced.

"The same as me then! You want to see them in the flesh, they are awesome!" Still Angie didn't make the connection. "Go on Julia, show Angie what you've got" Krissy's command not only left no room for disagreement, but gave Angie no chance to slow things down. 

Displaying her tits was going to involve quite a step for Julia as she was wearing a little dress that evening. However, with Krissy's words from earlier still ringing in her ears, Julia played along and simply peeled her dress over her head. 

Angie was sat open mouthed, still unaware of the game she was part of. Julia then engaged Angie's gaze, much in the same way she had with Krissy that first night. Filled with confidence, she reached behind her back and unclipped the white lacy bra, tossed it to one side and allowed both the other girls to stare at her chest. Her nipples were hardening slowly, but when Krissy reached over and stroked Julia's right breast, the nipples shot to attention and a low, quiet moan escaped from her mouth.

"Go on Angie, have a feel, they are amazing." Angie slowly reached up, her eyes not moving from Julia's tits. It was like she was spellbound. She tentatively ran a hand over the skin, then a slight playful squeeze told Julia that they had grabbed Angie's attention for sure. 

Meanwhile Krissy had opened her shirt up to reveal her tiny braless tits, her nipples like tiny bullets with the electricity of the situation. "Look how small mine are next to Julia's" with which she sat up and quickly hugged herself to Julia so that their nipples pressed against each other. Almost as quickly she pulled away. 

"Come on Angie, let's see what a middle size looks like!" Krissy cajoled. She dropped back next to Angie and began to undo her friend's blouse. Initially a little shocked, Angie went along with the girly game and slipped her shirt off. Krissy had moved behind her and instantly popped Angie's bra off to reveal a beautiful pair of tanned brown B cups. 

This was a first even for her gaze. They were perfect, no tan lines and bullet hard dark brown nipples. Before Angie's guard came up again, she quickly and in a playful manner, reached around her friend and squeezed her breasts, before adding, "God Julia, Angie has got a gorgeous pair hidden away too – come and feel."

Instantly Julia was there. Angie was taken aback by this over familiarity, but hey, she had touched Julia so it was only fair she thought. But the next comment from Krissy really shook things up. "You asked what I see in Julia – you are about to find out". Angie realised now that Krissy's hug, initially just deemed friendly, was now tighter and restraining. 

The three of them were pressed together in a kind of group hug. Krissy leant forward and kissed Julia, right in front of Angie's face, a proper full blooded lover's kiss. Swiftly, Julia moved across and did the same to Angie. At the same time she was squeezing the brunette's tits. Angie resisted initially but then began to wilt.

Krissy was watching the kiss with a huge smile on her face -"As you have probably guessed by now Angie, Julia and I are sleeping together. It is amazing to have a body like this to play with – and she will do anything I ask her, won't you Julia?" "I'll show you now. Play with yourself for us Julia – make yourself cum" Julia pulled back and lay back on the carpet, propped up on her elbows. She slowly pulled her thong off, showing everything to the shocked girl in front of her.

The young girl's fingers began to lewdly rub her soaking slit. The show that she proceeded to give to Angie was pure porn. Krissy smiled to herself as she saw how absorbed Angie was. Her own idle playing with Angie's tits seemed unnoticed such was the power of Julia's display. For her own part, Angie's breathing had become shallow, the fine hairs on her neck stood upright and her gaze was unblinking.

Suddenly Krissy told Julia to stop. She gently pressed Angie's head forward for a perfect view of the sodden pussy in front of them both. Julia leant forward and offered a finger to Krissy, then one to Angie. She took it just like Krissy and sucked it dry. This was her first taste of another woman. She did so almost unconsciously.

"Come on then Angie, tell her what you want to do next – anything you want" urged Krissy.

By now Angie was starting to find a little of her strength of character and wanted to push Julia a little. "Suck your own tits – they are big enough you tart, then do the same to Krissy. I think she deserves a little attention."

Julia did just as she asked. Angie had never seen a girl suck her own tits before. She had often tried herself, but beyond an unsatisfactory lick, could not manage it. After bringing both her nipples to a bright red hardness, Julia sat up to Krissy and Angie, who were kneeling in front of the sofa side by side.

She leant forward and hugged Krissy towards her mouth, taking the tiny breasts of her lover alternatively into her mouth, having first gently licked and teased them with her tongue. Krissy was moaning a little, breathing faster and whispering encouragement to Julia. This was true pleasure, both intimate and exciting at the same time.

Angie had turned slightly to face the couple, her left arm wrapped around Krissy's back. Her breasts were perfectly in line with her friends, so when she uttered almost unintentionally "Now me...", Julia had only to turn her head a tiny bit to be faced with Angie's pert chest. She gave Angie the same gorgeous treatment that Krissy had received moments earlier.

Angie's eyes closed in ecstasy as the pleasure rose. Julia had moved onto the left tit when she felt another hot breath on her body. Krissy was taking her chance to add to the pleasure given to Angie and had attached herself to the other beautiful breast. 

"Oh my God! That's fantastic..." gasped Angie "So good". Krissy's hands were not idle either. Her right was reaching round behind and underneath Angie, stroking her arse, a fingertip teasing inside the tiny elastic thread of her thong. Her left was wedged under Julia, her middle finger jammed inside the young girls soaking pussy. 

It was soon joined by another exploratory one from Angie. They glimpsed at each other as they realised that they had both had the same idea, then went back to enjoying what they were doing to Julia. Angie was close to cumming but would struggle to a satisfactory completion in this position. It was time to change. Krissy's next suggestion was a welcome one. "Angie, lets really put her through her paces. Lie back on the sofa a minute". 

As Angie did as she was told, Krissy took hold of her friends tiny denim skirt and thong and pulled them off. Krissy's own face was now just a couple of feet from the most gorgeous looking pussy Krissy had yet to see. A small triangle of soft dark hair nestled above her clit, the rest so smooth it was like she had known it was going to be licked that night. Better still it glistened with the evidence that Angie was as turned on as the other two.

"Let's have a closer look Angie" uttered Krissy, gently easing the legs in front of her apart. Krissy wanted first go at the prize in front of her. She bent forward, ran a fingertip down the slit to open it a little, before using her tongue to swipe skilfully up and down, making Angie tighten and groan instantaneously.

Angie was out of control now, her path to orgasm now set in stone. "She is gorgeous Julia and so ready, make her cum good" demanded Krissy. She stood up and removed her last fragments of clothing before dropping onto the sofa next to Angie. She watched as Julia went down on the brunette, inserting a couple of twisting fingers as she did so, as well as half a finger wriggled into Angie's back passage for extra stimulation. 

Krissy turned and began to kiss Angie full on the lips, the first time she had enjoyed this pleasure. Any scrap of self consciousness had long since disappeared from Angie and she returned the kiss with interest, ultimately almost just hanging onto Krissy as her orgasm mounted. Krissy could sense through the kiss and the movements of Angie's body that Julia was hitting all the right spots. She added to Angie's helplessness by taking her breasts in her hand and alternatively teasing them, then squeezing them hard.

In no time Angie was tipping over the edge, her body shaking with the violence of the release she had was enjoying. The orgasm seemed to go on and on, Julia and Krissy's combined efforts keeping her right on the top of her plateau.

Eventually, Julia and Krissy slowly brought her down as they now knew how. Angie flaked out on the sofa, her hair run through with sweat, her body glistening and her pussy dripping with her juices and Julia's saliva, bright red with the flow of blood.

The next part of the tryst would have been abhorrent to Angie only an hour earlier, but now she was wholeheartedly part of this scene. Krissy was quite forcibly wrestling her off the sofa "On your knees in front of us Angie, it is your turn to return the favour" said the blonde. To add to the certainty of the request, Krissy was lying back with her legs wide apart rubbing her own soaking pussy, her other hand entwined in Angie's hair. With this she pulled her friend into her pussy.

Angie simply let herself go and eased forward, her mouth making first contact with Krissy's smooth pussy. She knew what to do having just been left in no doubts by Julia's sensational demonstration. Julia was lying back next to Krissy watching with an evil smile as Angie's seduction was completed. 

Or was it? 



Krissy Ch. 2



The other girls left the room, chattering amongst themselves. Paige sat down on the bed next to me, leaning over me, looking into my eyes. She was wearing a pair of red silk running shorts and a tight white tank top. Slowly she traced her finger down my chest, squealing with delight as I squirmed at her touch. By the time she reached my stomach, I could feel myself growing very hard. She drug her fingers through my public hair, her nails gently scratching the skin underneath.

"Mmmmmm," she said, quickly changing position, crawling over me to find a spot between my legs. She traced her fingers along my inner thighs, watching my cock respond. "I love seeing a guy get hard, such a beautiful sight." She looked up and asked playfully in a little girl voice, "You're going to stay nice and hard for me right?"

I blushed deeply, turning my head, not answering. She giggled. "Oh this *is* going to be fun," she said as she bent down, raising his hips in the air, pressing her head down near my crotch. She leaned down and shook her head, her bushy brown hair cascading over my cock. She laughed as she drew her head back, her beautiful soft hair gradually tracing over my stiffening cock.

I moaned softly, arching my back as she repeated it. Next she pulled herself up and flopped down beside me, her head on my chest. She started talking to me as she traced her fingertip along the underside of my cock.

"You are such a delightful plaything, David. I like seeing you nice and hard for me. I thing guys should always be hard like this, don't you?" Waiting for my answer, she seductively sucked on her finger, before tracing her warm, wet fingertip along the underside of my cock, stopping to swirl it around just below the head.

I let out a gasp as she touched the most sensitive spot on my cock, resulting in a round of giggles from her.

"Please Paige," I said softly, "it is starting to hurt."

"Awwww, poor baby," she teased, "Is Davy's widdle cock getting aww achy?" She continued twirling her fingertip along the head. Now she was looking up at me, watching my responses, gauging the effect of each touch.

I responded by twisting and bucking my hips, trying to get more contact, but with each attempt she simply pulled her hand away, waiting for me to stop before she continued teasing.

"Now hold still, David," she insisted. "If you aren't going to be good, I'll have to punish you. You don't want that do you?" Her eyes were beautiful deep pools, staring into me. I shook my head, blushing I responded, "No, please Paige. Don't punish me." I closed my eyes, unable to continue looking into hers, choking on the words she wanted me to say.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, "Doesn't it feel good?" She had taken her hand, raised it to her mouth and licked her palm before wrapping it around my swollen cock. Her hand tightened around me, before very slowly slipping up along its length, almost as if she were squeezing it out of her hand. The sensations shot through every inch of my cock, causing me to buck and squirm, whimpering involuntarily.

"Pleeeeeeease Paige," I begged.

She bit her lip and smiled at me, a playful smile as she slowly shook her head No, wrapping her hand around me again, this time holding it still, not moving it, but squeezing, slowly, but firmly, almost pumping it. My whimpers turned to groans, and then desperate pleading as he hand slowly began to move, higher and higher, grabbing tighter and tighter. I became lost in her, seeing how incredibly beautiful she was, how much she was loving what she was doing to me.

The feeling started to build, deep inside me, my stomach tightened and then a wave started in my legs and my stomach, almost like an internal vibration, slowly moving toward my crotch, twisting and building, getting closer and closer and then, suddenly, her hand was gone. I tugged frantically at my bonds, trying to get free, my cock twitching and bouncing just on the verge of cumming. I tried twisting and turning, trying to find anything to brush against me. Just the smallest sensation was all I needed.

And there Paige was, looking so sexy, sucking on her finger. Tracing it over he lips.

I looked at her, my eyes wide. "Please, please, I need to finish."

She stopped sucking her finger and simply shook her head, smiling, clearly having a wonderful time at my expense.

As I twisted and writhed, trying to free myself in complete frustration, she sat back and clapped excitedly, looking so adorable as if she just won the lottery. She was giggling and laughing at my predicament, especially pleased at how hard I continued to be.

"Just loosen one of these," I pleaded.

She shook her head again. "Against the rules," she said matter of factly.

She sta back down between my legs and leaned forward. I braced for the sensation of her hair falling over me again, but instead just felt a rush of hot, moist air. I looked down to see her lips parted, her mouth poised to swallow my cock, but her lips not touching. Instead, my cock was just surrounded and enveloped in her hot breath. As I moaned, she pulled away.

"You are *sooooo* responsive," she said, smiling in approval. "I like you this way." She cocked her head, "If I *did* untie you, what would you do?" she asked.

In that state, it was impossible to respond, other then by begging her to do just that, "Yes, god, untie me, please, anything, I'll do anything."

She smiled and laughed. "Now *that* I'd like to see. But like I said. Against the rules."

There was a knock on the door and Krissy peered inside. "Time's up."

Paige pouted, "So soon?" Krissy nodded. "Was he a good boy?" I blushed listening to them talk about me.

"Oh yes," Paige responded. "Very good!" The smiled at each other before collapsing into afit of giggles. Krissy took Paige by the hand and helped her up. Before leaving she stepped over next to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Have fun," she whispered in my ear before leaving, hand in hand with Krissy.



Krissy Gets a Letter from Maggie



This short story is a follow on from Krissy's Holiday in the Far East, so read that first if you want the full picture. It is always intriguing what happens after a brief fling, though we so rarely get to find out. I thought a juicy follow up was well deserved.

A couple of months after Krissy's return from Bangkok, a letter arrived for her. This was a rarity nowadays, so much correspondence taking place on e-mail rather than on paper. This was a flashback to the old days, a lovely woven envelope and folded A4 sheets of good quality paper to match. There was even a slight scent to the note.

Eagerly opening the envelope, Krissy checked out who and where it had come from. It was a pleasant surprise to read Maggie's name at the bottom of the page and see an address from an area she occasionally visited further south. Krissy noted that this surely opened the door to a repeat performance some day. She read on;

'Dear Krissy,

I hope you are keeping well and that life is continuing to be as adventurous as you desire and certainly seem to enjoy. It was fantastic to meet you and Julia of course, at the Oriental. You don't need me to tell you how much I enjoyed everything that we did together. I guess it would be safe for me to say Sara felt the same way.

Anyway, my thanks continue for your having opened my eyes to a whole new wonderful world of sexy possibilities. I thought it only fair that I should fill you in on what I have been up to since we parted, and I have no doubt you will be pleased to know my experimenting did not stop once I left Bangkok.

Sara has been regularly staying with me at weekends. My place is in the centre of town, so it's an easy excuse to her mother that she is going to crash over at my place when she is going out at the weekends. My sister thinks it is great that Sara and I are such good friends now and how much closer we seem to be since our holidays. God, she would die if she knew what we are really getting up to!

Sara is proving to be quite to dominant one in our new relationship, which is fine by me, if still a little strange, but then fucking your niece or rather my niece fucking me is never really going to be normal.

Some Fridays, she has turned up and never bothered going out, preferring to just have some fun with me instead. I have to make sure I am well groomed and made up for her, as typical of a 19 year old who thinks she knows it all, she has said she only wants to fuck me if I look good enough to share my bed with her gorgeous body -- cheeky minx, but I don't mind.

If it is just the two of us, the sex tends to start almost as soon as she is through the door. Last week she made me kneel in front of her in the hallway and lick her out with her just a yard inside the door! She reckoned she had gotten horny on the way over and needed a first release straight away.

Don't worry though; I am getting plenty of orgasms myself. Almost just the feel of her firm body sends me close to the edge. The best ones are where she uses the strap on she made me buy and fucks me hard. Jesus, sometimes she can be brutal with that thing! I love it though. Perhaps getting fucked this way helps me imagine I am not quite some fully fledged dyke just yet... 

She has let me use it on her a couple of times, but most of the time I am on the receiving end. After I've cum, she makes me lick her sodden pussy until she cums herself. It never takes long by this stage to take her to the first one, though it is rare that she limits herself to just that, greedy little bitch -- many is the time that I am kept down there for ages, making her cum with my tongue and fingers on clit, pussy and even in her ass.

Sara is so beautiful and young I know that she will never just rely on me for sex. There is a boyfriend of sorts, though he seems to be more for appearances than anything else and I know for sure she is fucking other men. I'll tell you how.

A couple of weeks back she arrived at my place, made me bring her off in the most matter of fact way, then announced she was going out. I watched her head out in the tightest of mini-dresses, clearly not wearing underwear, the taste of her pussy still fresh on my lips. I thought to myself that she was going out to pull and how right I was. 

Sometime after one I heard her come back, a man's voice accompanying her own. I stole a quick peek through the slightly open door and was surprised to see her with a guy in his early forties, handsome and well dressed. It wasn't long before the noises from the double room next to my own told me what they were up to. Her older lover was clearly up to the mark judging by the cries and moans Sara was giving off. It was all I could do to not rub myself into oblivion listening to it.

A couple of hours later I heard him leave. What happened next took me by surprise. Sara didn't go back to her room to sleep -- she came into mine naked and brazen. 

'Did you hear what a great fuck that guy was? He was pretty much your age Maggie and he knew what to do. God I love older men. Getting old won't be so bad if I can keep finding guys like him.' She continued 'Did you play with yourself Maggie, listening to your young niece getting fucked senseless by that man? Did you want to know what his cock felt like?'

At that point she walked over to me, spread my legs and prodded at my pussy. 

'Jesus Maggie, you have given that some abuse tonight you dirty cow. What was it that got you so hot -- thinking of his big hard cock or my soft wet pussy? You needn't miss out -- get a look at this' at which she propped one leg up on the bed and thrust her cunt towards into my view. 

I don't usually like the word cunt, but that summed up exactly what I was looking at. This was no feminine pussy -- what was in front of me was swollen and red, bloated with blood that had filled the lips with the hammering she had just had. Add to that the spunk that was oozing out of it and was sprayed around, sticking to the small tuft of dark hair that she sports above her slit. It was probably one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.

What was demanded of me I knew without asking. I pulled her towards my mouth and tasted both of them, his cum and her juices. It was fantastic. I was taken aback by how much sperm was inside Sara. She registered my surprise. 'That is three loads in there -- he was quite special and I think was ready to unload big time.' Her slutty confession served only to turn me on even more. The night would carry on much longer for both of us and continue the next day.

My lusting hasn't been limited to Sara though. Clearly I have developed a thing for young women (and the occasional older one). I find myself staring at them in the street or in the bars on nights out. One in particular caught my eye at my office. Lucy was a relatively new starter, a graduate who looked like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, long dark hair, pale skin set off with beautiful big green eyes and a lovely innocent smile. 

I guessed that under her work suit she would be the owner of a pair of delicious small tits. When I caught a glimpse down her blouse at her desk and the small conical tits almost made me cum on the spot. She couldn't possibly have known the effect she was having on me or what wicked thoughts were running through my mind as we chatted about some project work I had delegated to her.

It wasn't hard for me to find excuses to chat to her regularly and find out all about her. No boyfriend at the moment, lives with her folks, eager to progress at work, serious about her career and whilst not exactly a virgin, not worldly wise either. It was easy for me to create the opportunity to ask her round to mine after work to go through some papers with the 'reward' of a bite to eat afterwards at my expense. 

When it was clear that the work would run on a little, I suggested that she crashed over at my place and to ring her folks to say she was okay. Lucy seemed delighted with the offer, I suspect because it was a chance to get closer to the management, but that was fine by me.

Work was soon tidied up, dinner consumed in a nice light atmosphere and then more relaxed, it was easy to get Lucy to take a few drinks in the spirit of the fun evening we were having. It was time to call it a night and I lead the way upstairs. I showed her the bathroom and her room for the night, and then completed the tour by showing her my room. Of course I had it all set up with perfect low lighting and fresh linen, though not for one second did I believe a seduction would be on for tonight. I just needed her to see it and her reaction. She commented how beautiful the room was, a perfect bedroom and one she would love to have herself. 

She went back to her room and I shouted that I'd dig out a couple of things for her to wear in bed, as obviously she didn't have anything with her, but for her just to get ready while I had a wash. I gave her fifteen minutes to get undressed and cleaned up and strolled through without knocking before I went in. Clearly the nightcaps had removed some of her inhibitions, and she stood there in front of me in just a bra and pants, brushing her hair.

It was hard not to stare, but I had to be nonchalant if my longer game was to work. Tonight my aim was just to see exactly what I was lusting after. I made some comment about how slim and pretty she was, a typical girly platitude, but one that would relax her and play me further into her confidence. She actual returned a compliment to me as I stood there in what was actually a quite revealing night dress that showed my cleavage and hardened nipples in a pretty obvious way. 

I had brought in one of Sara's tiny teddies and one of my silk night dresses. I offered her the teddy first knowing that it would almost certainly be too small for her. As she tried to slip it on I suggested that it was meant to be worn on its own and that she would need to take the underwear off first. 

How I said this in such a matter of fact way I'll never know -- my heart was racing as she unsuspectingly peeled off her bra to reveal what I had seen a preview of in the office. Her tits were beautiful, small young and topped off with the tiniest nipples I had ever seen, which in turn were rock hard. She would probably sport the same bra size as Sara, but her breasts are a completely different shape, not round like my niece but cone shaped, the nipple sitting on the peak.

It was great to see her in the flesh even for the briefest of moments before she slipped the teddy on. My God, I was soaking wet and horny as hell for this young woman -- if only she knew. She sat on the bed and slipped her pants off, though I didn't get to see anything at that moment. She stood up and I made some lewd comment about how sexy it looked, but we both knew that it wasn't the right thing for her to sleep in. 

However as she peeled off the teddy to try on the night dress I would see her totally naked for the first and briefest of moments. Her pussy was a trimmed but full bush, beautifully dark and exotic. It confirmed my thoughts about her being relatively inexperienced. She dropped the night dress on, and although she is a similar height to me, she was never going to fill it. It would be comfortable to sleep in though and afforded me a clear view of her tits as it gaped open at the top.

She thanked me for the loan of the dress and the fun night, I gave her a civilised peck on the cheek good night and headed for my own bed. There was nothing more I could hope for from the night. I went to my own bed and brought myself several times to the thought of the near naked Lucy in my spare bed and fantasies of how I would seduce her.

We are going out again on Friday with a works night out and I have hinted that she can probably stay over if the drinks flow too well for her to head home. The thing is though; I am having the spare room decorated this week, which I will casually forget to mention until I get Lucy back for the night. Of course I have a lovely big double bed that will take us both...

I'll be sure to write and let you know how I get on. I'm off to give myself a little rub now. Thinking of you and Lucy and Sara and Julia has got me hot and horny. I hope the letter has done the same for you. Please come and stay if you are ever down this way. It would be so exciting to catch up.

Lots of love and best wishes.

Maggie xxx'

*

What a wonderful letter to start the day. I think she can expect that visit pretty soon...



Krissy Gets Nasty With The Guys



Krissy went upstairs to find Ryan in the bedroom laying on the bed, his flaccid cock still large and full. She knew she had to have more of that. Ryan was a good fuck, confident and with a dirty grin that clearly worked with the younger girls he seemed to pull so easily. 

Jon was exiting the shower, clean now after fucking her arse earlier. He too was still aroused, not hard, but still big. Like his friend, he would soon be ready for some more of that action that Krissy promised.

"Did you enjoy that, seeing me and Jon fuck your little girlie so hard, making her do all those things?" asked Krissy, teasing Ryan.

"Of course, but don't try and make me jealous Krissy, there are plenty more where she came from" was his confident reply.

"But there are few like me I reckon" was Krissy's repost, "and I have not finished yet. Listen, that was fun, and from now on I am not Jon's girlfriend, just his fuck buddy. So if you want to go for it again, that's fine by me. Only one condition..." she glanced over to Jon standing just behind her, listening intently "...if you want to fuck, you do it my way. I'll make you glad you did. Ok?"

After the night's adventures, there was little to think about. She knew it. To seal the deal she reached down to the bed and grabbed his cock. It reeked of girl juices, but without hesitation she swallowed it, her expert action bringing him straight to hardness again. One cum out of the way, he would last much longer now.

Jon stepped closer and Krissy obliged by reaching out and grabbing his rapidly growing tool. Satisfied that Ryan was hard and staying that way, she dished out the same favours to Jon. Ryan sat up and sucked her tiny tits to hardness. They were incredibly responsive to his attention, and as his fingers crept down to her crotch, her arousal was obvious.

Krissy loved sucking cock. It sounds clichéd, but she loved nothing more than to give out an early morning blow job before leaving the bed in the morning. Her ex had loved it, and no wonder he was always back home as early as possible for more early evening fucking. She often thought it was a miracle he got any work done, he must have been so horny all the time.

She ushered Jon onto the bed next to Ryan. This way she could kneel between them, swapping her mouth from cock to cock, fisting them both at the same time. Their comments and breathing told her she was doing just fine. Momentarily she lifted up and told Jon to come round behind her.

She then swung herself across Ryan's hips, allowing his cock to nudge at her opening.

"So are you going to do what I say Jon, or have you finished fucking me forever?" she enquired firmly.

He nodded without thinking.

"And you Ryan?" 

He was in no position to refuse, desperate to enter her at that moment. "Yes" he grunted.

"Ok then. Jon, grab his cock and stick it in my cunt". She knew Jon would be shocked at this request, but hey, they had agreed. Ryan was pinned and could not care less how he got into her. Unthinkingly Jon did what he was told, an easy task.

"Now lie there and watch Ryan's big cock fuck me the way I like". She rode him hard, but insisted he did not cum. She knew her next move, but needed to warm them up a bit more first.

As she fucked him, she talked to Jon, asking if he could see how much his flatmate was stretching her, asking if he could imagine that same cock deep in her arse, telling him to keep himself hard by wanking his cock.

Suddenly she lifted up, spun round and sat on Ryan's face, his cock bobbing in front of hers soaked in her juices. She gave it a playful lick and suck, holding its base like a banana. She then offered it to Jon, his face only a foot away from the hard cock. Her eyes told him this offer was not to be refused. A hand on the back of his head guided him towards an act he never had even considered before.

Silently, he acquiesced. At least it tasted like a girl. Unaware of the turn in events, Ryan groaned his approval of the warm sleeve that covered him. He was engrossed in licking Krissy's soaking slit, not knowing why she was almost pouring with juice. 

This was turning her on so much, bringing back a documentary on gay porn auditions she had seen, which was really just a TV cock fest. She had frigged herself silly that night watching the guys fellate and touch each other. She imagined herself on the bed with them all arousing each other to the point of no return, and then showering her with all of their loads, so that she was soaked from head to toe.

As Jon sucked, she wanked Ryan into his mouth. Soon Ryan stopped his licking and began to tense. She went for the kill, pulling hard on his cock, with Ryan soon erupting into Jon's mouth. Jon was taken aback, but Krissy held his head down. As soon as he came up for air, she kissed him hard, taking the cum from his mouth, before turning and passing it to Ryan.

"A present from Jon" she smiled after he had swallowed. The look on Ryan's face was pure theatre. "I said anything..." she reiterated. 

"Now fuck me Jon –hard. Ryan, get behind him and finger his arse, I want you to get two fingers up there before he comes. I do it and he loves it."

The guys looked at each other. This was new territory and they weren't sure. But she was good and they wanted more of her, so just did as they were told. Who would know outside this room anyway?

Jon was pounding Krissy, laid on her back, legs spread lewdly. This way she could reach up behind him and check the digit count in his arse. She added one of her own for good measure, having first lubed it up with her own juices. Jon moaned at being stretched so wide open and at the same time feeling Krissy's sloppy warm cunt all around him.

She could see that Ryan was hard again and said "Do you want to fuck my ass then? You like ass fucking Ryan? Jon, you said you wanted to see him fuck my arse didn't you?"

They both agreed instantly. "Well this is with a little twist. You can fuck an arse, but it has to be Jon's – I want you to fuck me thru him!"

This was to be the final humiliation for Jon and Ryan, both totally under her spell. Jon's expression begged her to reconsider. "Just fuck him Ryan, get on with it" she demanded "He is plenty ready".

"Ok Krissy – let's do it man. You've sucked my cock, you might as well get fucked by it as well!"

He offered his tool up to his friends brown hole, already red from the heavy fingering it had received. Krissy noticed she had a near perfect view in the mirrored wardrobes alongside the bed. A ghastly piece of furniture, but with its use she thought. This was hot for her. 

Ryan pushed, then stopped then pushed again. A low moan left his friend's throat. Then he began to push. In turn, Jon started fucking Krissy again, she in turn noticing that the extra pressure hit her just in the right way. A slow deliberate rhythm followed as all three edged towards their climax. 

Krissy was first, was it one long one or two shorter ones, she couldn't tell. Jon came next, more powerfully aroused than at any time in his life. This would not be the last time he would have a cock in his arse he vowed. Seconds later, Jon's clenched ass squeezed Ryan to one more load, deep in Jon's bowels.

They rolled apart, one guy on either side of Krissy, all hands wandering across bodies. Cum leaked from her well fucked cunt. Jon was gently rubbing a finger round his sodden asshole, still disbelieving of what had just gone on. 

"Just the housekeeping to do now" whispered Krissy, "Get between my legs and clean that cum out of me Jon, you queer bastard. I know you love it. And as for you Ryan, it seems only fair you clean Jon's cock. With your mouth of course..." 



Krissy Joins the Team



What a dream! Naked, flat on her back, edge of the bed, her legs spread and up on the shoulders of a well-muscled and tanned torso as the young buck rode her from orgasm to orgasm, his hard tool filling her completely! Krissy knew it for the dream that it was, it had reoccurred many times and was a favorite of hers, but she was just as excited by it anyway! It was a good way to wake up, all excited and wet and horny!

However, this time, something was different. As Krissy started to awaken, something just did not feel correct. She felt awkward, but there was something else. Her arms and legs did not seem to cooperate. More, she was cold.

"Wha-what happened to the covers? Oh, DAMN. Ahm, yeah, wake up, pull the covers. Yeah, find the covers, pull them over yourself, Kay."

Then as consciousness more earnestly overtook her, she realized the worse half of the situation. She had a pounding headache.

"Oh God, do I hurt! Damn! And on my birthday! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

She could tell that it was developing into a migraine. She kept her eyes tightly closed, both for fear that the morning light would heighten the pain in her head and for the dim and distant hope that she could fall back into slumber and sleep this one off a little.

"Ah! Funny, don't remember drinking that much last night. But, this is a horrible one."

Her mouth was dry, with an ugly taste to it. "Toothbrush, must brush my teeth..."

Her throat hurt as well. "...and gargle..."

In her half-awake stupor she knew that her jaw hurt, although the oddness of that did not register. Hell, come to think of it, her entire face hurt.

"No use, there isn't a chance of sleeping through this one. And that wonderful dream is gone."

Well, she WAS still horny. She thought to herself, "Kay, maybe just maybe, you will have to rub one off in the shower this morning. That is, if this damned headache would subside some..."

Before she opened her eyes, before she moved, Krissy tried to think back to the night before. Although it had been a Friday night, she did not remember drinking too much. That was not altogether uncommon. She was past the age when you drank your week away in a club every weekend, even in this college town. Wait, she could only recall having the one glass of wine with her roommate, Carly. They had even had that at home, here, in the apartment. And, as she recalled, the taste of that wine was rather bad. It has been one that Carly had said that she would like. Carly had picked it out. It must have been way too loaded with alcohol. "I must remember to look at the bottle later. And that is the last time that C buys the wine..."

They had been celebrating what Carly had called part of her research coming to fruition, one that she remembered Carly saying that she, Krissy, would end up loving as well. When Carly had said that, and even less now, Krissy could not imagine what she had meant by it at all. Not surprising, she now thought, "Car, geesh, what a strange duck, that one!"

Carly was a post-graduate assistant at the university, as was Krissy. But, while Krissy's field of study was literature, specializing in medieval love sonnets, Carly did research on antiquities, her specialty being ancient Greece. Well, her interest encompassed the entire Aegean area and culture would be the way that Carly would always describe it.

Carly had been doing excavations on the Island of Sappho, of all places, the previous summer, and had gotten back from there only a month or so ago, well-tanned, no blemishes on her face or arms or legs and surprisingly longer limbed than Krissy had remembered her to be before her trip. Carly had been transformed into a lean leggy type of frame. That just went to show, as Krissy though, what a summer in the Aegean can do for you, post-graduate work or no post-graduate work.

Plus, not that Krissy liked to admit to it, but on top of her new long and lanky body, Carly was much more endowed, breast-wise, when she got back than before she left. Car was sporting at least a C-cup, maybe more! And Krissy KNEW that Carly hadn't been beyond a B-Cup before she took off for that summer's digs, they used to occasionally share bras, and Kris would have swum in a C-cup, still would! Maybe it was the constant exercise in the sun that a research dig can be. At any rate, Krissy was somehow a little jealous, what she wouldn't do for an eye-turning pair like those. It might just have gotten her a little companionship from one of the profs or one of her fellow researchers. Heck, maybe she could have turned the head of one or two of those hormone crazed undergrads once in a while, taken a young buck for a horizontal ride now and then.

Yes, it HAD to be the exercise at a dig in the sun all summer!

"I get to go to Merry Old England and rummage around dusty libraries, coughing at the mustiness and the cobwebs, for my research; discuss old and decrepit tomes with even older and even more decrepit men. Carly gets to spend time on a Mediterranean beach! She probably spent much of her time, even when doing the field work, in a skimpy bikini, driving the local men and her collegiate male coworkers bananas with lust."

"Oh, wait... Yeah, that is what I would be doing if I had been there, letting them leer at my golden tanned exposed skin, getting them, and myself, all hot and bothered. And, I would have enjoyed the rewards, the benefits as it were, of that teasing, every evening and with the pick of the litter. But that wasn't Carly's brand of fun. I don't know what it is about her, but I keep forgetting that she bats for the other team!"

Krissy and Carly had been roommates since they both entered their respective post graduate studies programs, at the same time, here at the university, a little over a year back. They were both the same age, 26, their birthdays within a month of each other (actually, Krissy's 27th birthday, as mentioned, was this very day, while Carly's, also as mentioned, would be less than a month from now). They had both asked for assistance in finding a roommate from the graduate affairs organization on campus, and had been introduced to each other and had signed a leasing agreement in very short order. Only afterward did they wonder if they were compatible. Luckily for them, they had hit it off right away. They both were fairly similar physically, well that is to say, back then before Carly came home looking as if she had been stretched and had become unexpectedly though not unbecomingly buxom. Heck, at times in the past, they had even shared clothes, even (as mentioned) bras, they both then being proud B-cups on what had been lean five foot five inch frames. The only real difference was that Carly was a blonde, worn in a pixie cut, while Krissy was shoulder length auburn, which she usually tied back in a ponytail. Both were well versed in and very much interested in pursuing their respective areas of study. They found that they could talk with each other, both on their studies and on their friends and families and on current affairs in the world, for hours without boring each other. Yet, they both instinctively knew, as only those interested in post-graduate work are, when there was quiet time for study and research. Yes, the two of them fit together well. They focused on their collegiate endeavors, yet still always managed to have fun together. Even when Krissy discovered that Carly was a lesbian, Carly having made a pass at her one evening, Krissy did not feel awkward. They had developed a friendship, and thence developed an understanding that the friendship, although close, was all that would ever be there between them. Krissy liked the boys, occasionally had a short term affair (while more than occasionally wishing for more of the same), occasionally bringing a lover over for the night or weekend; Carly did similarly with the gals. All was understood. All such activities was low level, besides, each had their studies, which came first for both of them.

At any rate, Krissy was just starting to attempt to rise from her migraine prison when she heard Carly humming as she came into the apartment. Carly was sounding way too happy while in the front room, and she further sounded as if she was coming toward Krissy's bedroom, merrily humming away.

Krissy turned to face the door in order to give a scowling look at her soon to be intruder. When she did, for the first time, she realized why her arms and legs did not seem to follow her directions. They were tied to the four corners of her bedpost. She was spread-eagle. More so, as she struggled against her bindings, she further realized that she was completely naked, exposed. Confused! Had she been molested? Raped? She became frantic! Why was she like this? Then, in an instant, she wondered if the intruder that had done this was still there? Was Carly about to be assaulted as well? She had to warn Carly to run! An attempt to scream, both with fear and with rage and as a warning, was stifled when she realized that her mouth had been stuffed with a ball gag.

Carly entered the room. Although Krissy did not see them at first, she was carrying two small blue tinted cubical shaped containers, each about 4 inches on a side, each with a top handle, top air holes, and a side latch holding one hinged lid on each box in place.

Carly stopped, tilted her head slightly to the side, and slightly disappointedly saw Kris awake. "Oh, hi, sleepyhead! Dang, I was hoping to get back before you woke up! Oh well, sorry!"

Smiling, still humming, Carly almost bounced across the floor toward Kris. She plopped down on the side of Krissy's bed, next to Krissy's nude, spread-eagled body. The fact that Krissy had awoken certainly put a delay into Carly's plans for the day, but nonetheless, it was probably a good thing. This way, she could explain, Krissy would know upfront, what a wonderful thing that Carly was going to do for her. She could be aware and thank her going into the event instead of merely being grateful afterward, when it is irreversible.

In that short span of time, Krissy had gone from confusion to fear to rage and back a myriad of times, all the time becoming more and more fully awake, her hands almost rhythmically clenching then loosening and her expression moving from hatred to shock and back again, her arms and legs repeatedly attempting to pull from and break from the bonds that bound them, as she did so.

"Soooooo, why are you tied up? Why are you nude? Why am I so happy? And, I bet what you really want to know is when I am going to let you go, hunh? By the way, I brought you some gifts! Happy Birthday, roomie!" Carly was talking in a sing-song tone and rhythm, as she did so she held up the two containers where Krissy could see them. Carly smiled a sweet but oh so mischievous smile, looking directly at Krissy, as she talked. She placed the two containers on the bed between Krissy's splayed thighs.

"Well, silly, let me explain! Jeepers-Creepers, have I got a story to tell you! Love it, love it, love it!"

Carly began to hum merrily again as she scanned the four bindings of Krissy's arms and legs as well as those bindings' ties to the bedframe, fetters that she had personally placed on Krissy after she had drugged her the night before. As she did so, she interrupted herself for an instant, "can't be too careful! I want to make sure that you are safe until everything is completed!"

Krissy had finally decided that rage was the correct response. If this was some joke, then it had gone too far. If this was some sordid attempt by a desperate Carly to either weirdly entice her or to forcefully compel her into a lesbian session, then Carly was sorely mistaken of the outcome. Krissy, with the strength of a caged animal, fought valiantly and violently against her restraints. Her skin flushed to a crimson as blood carried internal heat outward as a reaction to her fight or flight decision. She thrashed about as wildly as her manacles would let her, which, aside from her head and neck, was nowhere near enough.

Carly looked down at her captive in surprise. "Kris, darling, please, you will hurt yourself! Stop it! Stop it! Please!"

Krissy screamed muffled profanity through the ball gag, but to no avail, they came out as muted and unintelligibly grunted sounds.

For a moment out of her happy emotional state, even slightly cautious, but only due to concern and care for her captive charge, helplessly and enticingly splayed there before her, Carly as calmly as possible attempted to ease Krissy's emotional state. "Look, Kris, calm down, let me tell you a tale!"

Krissy, breathing hard, continued to fight against the restraints, yelling muffled expletive after muffled expletive into her muzzle for another several minutes before, exhausted, she fell silent. Except for her heaving chest, attempting to catch the body up on its now depleted oxygen supply, she stopped moving as well.

Carly watched the rapid rise and fall of Krissy's beautiful but by now sweat covered breast, riding atop of her heaving rips and lungs. Half calmly, half lustfully, Carly scanned Krissy's body from jiggling mounds of flesh down to spread thighs and exposed glory of femininity, all soon to be hers for the asking, enticed by the eroticism of the scene. How she had yearned for this since she found that her roommate didn't enjoy the favorites of other women. How she had dreamed of teaching Krissy those pleasures...

"You may have me now, dear sweet innocent roomie, but you have to let me up eventually. And, when you do, you have never seen my wrath," thought Krissy as she stared daggers at her captor. Caught up somewhat from her oxygen depletion caused by the previous cycle of manic thrashing, she launched into another new round, just as ferocious as the last.

Through it all, Carly remained calm, but, at the same time, concerned about the safety of Kris. "Look, Kay, please stop fighting the restraints. You will not break free of them. And, I promise, as soon as possible, I will let you up and liberate you of them. Until then, and afterward as well, you will not be hurt, except maybe by pulling a muscle or tendon, ON YOUR OWN, trying to fight this. I repeat, you will not be hurt. Do you understand? In fact, you are going to love this! You will be so happy! I will not hurt you, I will protect you. I promise! OKAY?"

Krissy was calming, still filled with hate and rage, but calming nonetheless, both from exhaustion and from realization of the futility of further attempted resistance. She stared Carly in the eyes, trying to convey her hatred at the situation and at Carly.

Carly calmly, caringly, contemplatively gazed back.

"Calm, Kay. Okay?" It was a plea.

Carly reached down and caressed Krissy's cheek, thinking a soothing touch would bring Krissy fully down. Instead, the implied affection, in this situation, threw Krissy back into another frenzy.

Her frustration was showing, "Fine! I will just sit here and watch and not talk until you are finally spent. I guess that there is no way to get through otherwise!"

God! Why was Krissy being this way on such a wonderful morning! Carly sat amazed. And, to think that, afterward, Krissy would be so happy with her and what she had done for her and why.

Minutes past. Krissy fumed. Carly gazed. Krissy struggled. Carly calmly sat. Krissy issued muted curses directed at her oppressor. Carly merrily hummed to herself while nonchalantly kicking a leg a few inches up and back, biding time. Time drew to a crawl, both for Krissy, in her blind wrath at the situation, and for Carly, in her impatient amazement at Krissy's reaction.

Finally, calm.

Carly leaned a little forward toward Krissy's face. "K, are you going to be calm? You WILL want to hear what I am going to tell you!"

Krissy, breathing hard but her wrath spent, nodded her head.

"Good! I knew that you would come around! My best roomie ever!" Carly bubbled with joy! She wanted to bend further over and hug Kris, but was a little worried that doing so would set Kris off on another jag.

Carly leaned back up straight and then turned and reached down and picked up the two blue containers that she had brought. Holding them where Krissy could see them.

"Aren't you at least somewhat interested in what I have in these?" Carly, regaining the impish smile that she had when she first walked back from her research office this morning, nearly skipping all the way; she looked from the containers to Krissy's face.

Krissy, humoring Carly in an assumption that doing so would bring this episode to a close that much sooner looked at the boxes. They were made of slightly opaque blue Plexiglas held together with silicone gel. Nothing special, she had seen such in several of the labs across campus. In these two, now, she could see a small amount of liquid jostling about as Carly held them. In each, more, there was a shadow of something in the liquid as well.

"These are for you! They are your birthday present, well, that is, what is INSIDE each of the boxes, silly me. And, they are going to change your life!" Carly was almost giggling with glee!

"Here, let me open them and show you what's inside!" Carly set the containers on the bed across Krissy's body from where she herself sat. She leaned across Krissy as she did so, bringing her own smooth torso into contact with Krissy's naked frame. Warm abdominal skin on warm abdominal skin. Momentary eroticism to Carly, momentary discomfort for Krissy. 

Carly's doing so brought Krissy a moment of reality in this bizarre situation. She looked, as best that she could down to the contact. Carly was in a light pink bare midriff sleeveless halter top, the nipples of her recently expanded and currently otherwise unencumbered breast outlined through the thin material, exhibiting her own excitement in the situation. Lower, Carly had on a pair of pink shorty shorts, allowing a tanned naked thigh that now pressed against Krissy's warm ribs added to the skin to skin caressing. Krissy could see that Carly was even wearing her pink tennis shoes. Carly was akin to pink. She once confided in Krissy that she felt it reflected on her lesbian nature. Krissy thought her weird at the time. But, somehow, this situation, nude, tied asunder in front of her, and that today, Carly was dressed entirely in that cerise shade, made Krissy wonder. Was Carly attempting to do something permanent? She HAD said that Krissy would be so thankful afterward!

Carly had opened both containers. She then reached a hand into each and pulled up two nearly flat and phlegmy slugs, each a blushing pink with red spots, each between two and three inches long, one from each container. "Aren't you two so cute? Oh, yes, you are! Oh, yes, you ARE!"

Carly head them up to Krissy's gaze.

Krissy's stomach involuntarily churned. She was horrified! She almost gagged, if not for the ball-gag already present, she would have.

Not realizing, or at a minimum momentarily not caring, Carly brought the two back closer to her own face, smiling broadly, giving them the attention that she had been giving to Krissy. Krissy's eyes nearly rolled back in her head with disgust and contempt.

"Kay, I want to introduce you to two fine examples of the Sapphic Island Sea Slug! They live in shallow tidal pools around the Island of Sappho. Aren't they just adorable?" Carly looked up from the attention she had been paying the disgusting objects in her hands, smiling at Krissy. She turned her body to once again bring the hands holding the creatures closer to Krissy's face, just inches away. Slime and sea water dripped from them, through Carly's fingers onto Krissy's exposed flesh.

Revulsion! Krissy very quickly had an urge to vomit. She fought valiantly to control herself. Trying to figure a way out from this disturbing situation, this disgusting situation, she had to close her eyes and believe that this was all not real, that those THINGS were not real, not so close to her.




Krissy Joins the Team



"Let me explain, Kay! This is SO COOL! You are gonna love it! I got these for you when I was over there this past summer! Yeppers, you're gonna love it!"

Krissy wondered how sick, how disturbed this imprisoner of hers was!

"I've been taking care of them as they matured over at my office at the school since then, almost nursing them along. You know, I had to sneak them through customs! They would certainly have been confiscated and destroyed if I had been caught! Anyway, I thought, for a while, that they weren't going to make it once I got them through. If you take them from Sappho too early, they die. It is something to do with the environment there in the Aegean, combined with the volcanic soil on and around Sappho or some such thing. Who knows, I'm no biologist. All I know is people have tried to raise these away from Sappho and it always fails. When you do try, the eggs won't pupate, and those pupae that do hatch won't mature into adult worms. You can only take mature worms, or nearly mature ones, from the island and expect them to survive. I thought, as I said, that I had made a mistake and taken them from Sappho much too early in their development, but I got them to mature! Can you believe it! Lucky me, lucky YOU!" Carly was so engrossed in the gross topic, that she did not really register Krissy's contempt.

"I came across the species one day while taking a break from the dig with a lover I found over there! She introduced me to them. They say that 'you can be a lesbian without ever knowing about these, but you can never be straight once you do!' And, know what? It is true! I had one over there! Well, actually two of them, as you will, but more on that in a moment. At any rate, I have absolutely NO guy desires or fantasies anymore!"

She looked up for an instant to Krissy's face. "You DID know that I occasionally thought about taking on a male lover in the past, right? I think that I told you that once, fantasies of being flat on my back, legs up and spread, a muscled torso pounding a hard thick cock into me, his hips slapping my ass as he laid me. I guess that I use to be bi. Well, not anymore!"

Krissy's eyes widened! Her mind raced! "How did she know MY dream? I've never told anybody. And what was that 'had one'? What did she mean, 'had one'? Did she eat it? What does she think she wants me to do? EAT ONE? OH GROSS! DISGUSTING! Never! You perverted cunt-sucker, you!" She wished that she could scream, but that gag kept her muted.

For an instant, Carly was worried that she had let the cat out of the bag too early about these glorious creatures gave their host beings the ability to place erotic dreams into other's minds... However, Carly, now in her own little world raced forward without giving it a second thought...

"You know the rumors from ancient Greece? The ones about Sappho and others? Well, I'm sure that some were true lesbians, or just like me on the lesbian side of bi, but I bet some were converted because of these little beautiful beasties ancestors!"

Carly looked up at Krissy's face in wonder. "Just think! History was changed, empires crumbled! All because men, power men, big bad men, looser men, couldn't deal with little wonders like our friends here! What pitiful twerps men really are, hunh?"

But, in an instant, the thought had come and gone! Carly was back to the here and now. "ANYHOW, let me tell you what I know about them. They are naturally hermaphroditic. YES! They have male and female body parts! Here, let me show you!"

Carly held one closer to Krissy's face again. Krissy pulled back as far as her encumbered body allowed. "See that little tiny little funny looking bulge protruding on her back? That is the little wonder's testicles."

She turned the slug over in here hand. "And see this opening here? That is, well, I think of it as her vagina although Bianca tells me it goes by some technical name. I guess that being a biologist, which she is; she would have a distinction there. But, as far as I can see, it's a vagina."

She turned the slug over again in her hands. Both slugs were sliding about on and through her fingers. Slime continued to ooze through her fingers down onto Krissy's skin, causing Krissy further revulsion with each drop of phlegm. Carly was watching the slugs, playing with them really, and occasionally looking up at Krissy. "Oh, I didn't tell you about Bianca, did I? She was that lover I mentioned earlier. She is a biologist over there, from a university in Greece. I met her when I first got there, getting assurance about dig permits and the like. She was spending the summer as an interface for their Ministry of Antiquities. She planted an erotic desire in me the moment we met. But more on that latter. At any rate, latter on once we had become lovers, she told me lots of stuff about these little wonders, these oh so wondrous creatures! That is to say, she did when we weren't screwing each other's brains out! GOD, she was good! You know, she would sometimes do this one thing to me that..."

Carly had been staring wistfully at nothing in particular, but now looked up at Krissy, slightly red in the face, more from lustful memories than from embarrassment. "Sorry, I get carried away. Besides, I will tell you about that, and her, latter this weekend, after we become proper lesbian lovers and after we screw each other silly for a while, a long while!"

Carly then placed both slugs down on Krissy's pubic mound. Krissy felt the wet slime drip downward through her trimmed but otherwise extant pubic hair to her skin. Instant revulsion! And more instant violent gagging behind her gag! Her mind screamed, "Please get those things off of me! NOW!" She could feel the weight of the two disturbing creatures as they started to crawl around on her pubic mound. She wiggled and writhed in horror! She tried whatever she could, limited as she was due to her tightly bound state. But Carly paying no real attention, not worried in the slightest that Krissy's gyrations might toss one or both of her charges off of that gorgeous sexy and neatly trimmed bush, that bush that she would soon most assuredly share in ecstasy.

In a 'matter of fact' manner, while continuing to stare at the soon to unfold drama, Carly went on. "Now, although they are, as I said, hermaphroditic, they never mate with themselves. Bianca tells me that it is one of those Darwin things. Two worms mating assure that the gene pool gets mixed. No chance of bad recessive traits accumulating. Stuff like that."

Carly stared intently down at the action that was about to ensue on top of Krissy's mons venerus, somewhat pleased, nee contented, that it had to happen where it was happening; such an erotic event in such an enticing locale. Although Krissy could not see, would not look, Carly pointed down at the entertaining sight using a lazily extended index finger. "Oh, dang, Kay, I so wish that you would be able to watch this, but I know that you can't with me having tied you so tight, and I cannot loosen those bindings for fear that you would revolt and nock these gifts off of you before they completed their journey!"

"Let me just tell you what is going to happen! The two worms will fight each other to see which one can get on top of the other one. It can take hours, usually doesn't, but it can if they are of equal strength. At any rate, one will eventually win and crawl completely on top of the other and place her vaginal opening over top of the testes of the other one. She will then draw the lips of her vagina closed, tighter and tighter, until she severs the loser's sack from that one's body."

Carly tossed her head up, "oh Krissy, I wish that you could see what is happening, they are fighting right now, at this very moment!"

Krissy had her eyes tightly shut, tears streaming from them. Paying no attention, Carly looked back down at the marvelous sight. "Now, when that happens, Bianca tells me, and I saw for myself with the pair that fought on top of me, three things happen. First, the looser quickly succumbs and dies. Second, the winner just as quickly allows its own testicular organ, now assuredly useless, to almost instantly atrophy and flake away. And also, the winner, now pregnant, permanently and continuously pregnant that is, begins to search for a warm and proper place to lay her eggs!"

Carly looked up at Krissy's face again, smiling that mischievous, nee evil, smile of hers, but of course to no avail since Krissy was having no part of this farce! "Guess where she wants to lay her eggs?"

The words seared into Krissy's brain! Was she really expected to be a parasites host? At the hands of her roommate! Oh god, when she was freed later, she would not know what to do first! Smack Carly six ways from Sunday, report the incident to the police or run to the emergency room for... For what? A worm abortion?

Carly was, again, looking downward to the drama unfolding! "Look, Krissy, look! They are really wrestling hard with each other! Wow, you have some real fighters here! You are going to have a strong one in you, whichever one wins!"

Krissy's mind raged against the thought! "NOOOOOO!"

"Oh, good! One is gaining the edge! Yes, yes, one of them is definitely at an advantage! She is moving on top!" It was as if Carly was a sportscaster describing an athletic contest!

Krissy wildly though helplessly thrashed, to the extent possible in her bound and constrained condition. "HELP! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!" And, of course, as before her screams came through the gag as highly muted nonsensical grunts.

"Go, baby, go! Yes, sweetheart, you're going to do it!" Carly was ecstatically rooting for a soon to be winner.

Every muscle, every sinew, of Krissy's body was pulling, straining, against secure strictures, she had to get away from this farce, nee this horror, this nightmare!

"She's on top... She moves into position... and... and... she engulfs the scrotal sac... it's all but over... yes... yes... WE HAVE A WINNER!" Carly gleefully screamed joyously, throwing her hands upward in celebration of victory!

Almost in an instant, Krissy froze. Then, slowly at first, but with more and more rapidity, her body eased, lost tenseness, relaxed, calmed. Her breathing slowed. And, paradoxically, her nipples immediately darkened and hardened, engorged with blood! Her vagina quickly moistened and began subtle gyrational contractions. And the ruddiness that had held sway over her chest and shoulders, previously caused by her anger subtly changed and spread, now caused by a different and growing condition.

Carly noticed but fought the urge to bend forward and hug and kiss Krissy, perhaps to suckle on those now inviting rosebuds atop Krissy's inviting fleshy mounds. Rather, "Oh, and the THIRD THING that happens is that the winning worm secretes a fast acting chemical that is readily absorbed through its future host skin that calms that host, which will be you Kay, and causes that host, again you, to quickly experience strong sexual desires..."

Krissy's face, oh so recently filled with rage, passed through a blank stare and them morphed to one of lust. She focused her stare at Carly, much like she had been doing all morning, but now with a desire, a hunger, for that sexy companion so nearby, hoping that her exposed and helpless spread-eagle body was arousing Car to carnal desire. 

Carly's face filled with lust as well! She knew that she had won the admittedly rather odd, but just as admittedly rather successful, seduction. She had a new lesbian lover in the making, a permanent one at that. But first, the drama, which was not over, had to come to a conclusion. And Carly would be there to describe for Kris what was going to occur all the rest of the way.

First, though, reaching up to Krissy's face and to a strap holding her ball-gag, "Here let me get that thing out of your mouth!"

Krissy, while being able to completely remember the events of the last hour, saw them in a different light! The entire process, so needed, so obviously necessary! Why had she been so upset with Car, and so revulsed with her wonderful cute new companion. She had no reason to resent this at all! She had every reason to accept this openly and thankfully! 

"Oh, Car, this feels wonderful! Now, I want your body! I need you! Now!" It was a strained voice, but both knew that this could not be helped due to the recent need for the gag. Still, the voice was husky, filled with lust.

These thoughts, although enhanced by Krissy's growing lust, were being sent by Carly, mentally giving her new lover erotic dreams and desires. She kept sending Krissy enticing images on which to focus during this last stage of the transition. 

"You are not there yet, lovergirl! And your new little prego friend down here still needs to find a home!"

The surviving Sappho Sea Slug, attracted by the pheromones emanating from Krissy's now excitedly moist and enticingly accepting vagina, turned and as rapidly as possible, which for such a slug, is not too rapid, began to crawl straight at her now inviting opening of the slug's soon to be new and permanent home.

Carly, not wanting Krissy to miss the ending moments of the event, quickly reached to unfasten the holds that held her arms. By the time these were loosened, and Krissy could bend upward at the waste, with Carly's assistance, the slug had entered between Krissy's inner labia. Krissy got to see that back half of the permanent guest disappear into the antechamber of its new permanent home! Even as it did, the edges of the worm seemed to have started to elongate into tiny narrow arms, appendages of some fashion. Carly understood, and would explain to the excited Krissy soon enough.

A further new wave of warm internal contractions, spasms really, washed through, around and over Krissy as the new mother worm crawled downward through Krissy's cavern of delight, in search of a deeper home. Krissy could do nothing but moan and hold onto Carly's rocking and caring torso, emitting unintelligible entreaties of ecstasy as she did so.

"There, there, lover, enjoy the feeling! And know that it is but the beginning of your wondrous new life! You and I together, exploring each other's desires forever! Crashing orgasm after crashing orgasm, every night, every weekend, perhaps every afternoon, as often as we wish! Joy beyond joy, ecstasy beyond ecstasy! BUT, your new guest remains just that for now. She remains on her journey still. Now, as she finishes her travels, let me describe the remainder of the trip."

Carly lay Krissy back down on the bed. She moved to unbind the restraints remaining on her legs. "Lay still, leave your guest to her moving in, and let me finish my tale..."

Krissy, her legs loosened, splayed them wider and bent and raised her knees. It felt good to be open with Car, spreading her moist and craving womanhood for her lover to see. She reached up at Carly, fingers lightly and tentatively touching Carly's enticing breast through the halter. How stupid of her to have resisted Carly before now! How wonderfully erotic and enticing these sensations were! How perfect! How complete!

"Your new friend should be nearing your cervix by now."

Sure enough, Krissy felt a strange twinge followed by a fullness, neither of which she had ever felt before, coming from somewhere high and deep within her canal. She casually rubbed her thumb across the outline of Carly's nipple through the thin film of material covering it.

"Did you notice how she was changing as she entered you? That is how fast her conversion is once she became pregnant! By the time she finds a suitable place to attach to your womb, right at the top between your fallopian tubes, she will have been almost completely transformed into pure ovaries! She will, quite literally resemble long strands of egg producing motherhood!"

Not as a touch so much as an internal slightly weighted movement, Krissy felt her invited interloper crawling deep within her uterus. Each such movement, each contortion, brought a growing flood of excitement to her. Her womb seemed to be so full to her. Her vagina seemed to be throbbing, grasping inward, spasm after spasm. Her engorged nipples tingled with each breadth she took, almost begging to be massaged, kissed and suckled, having reached a rigidity, thickness, and coloring that she had never before experienced or even though possible. Her glowing red skin, now again covered in sweat, this time from excitement and no longer from fury. Her mind focused on the pure passion which was emanating from within her, and which was completely encompassing her. Her free hand, almost with a mind of its own, moved down to her own drenched slit and started to unashamedly slide along engorged labia and up to a throbbing and exposed clit. She wanted Car to see her excitement and desire for her new lover, her other hand now more forcefully massaging and kneading both of Carly's sexy breasts, one then the other, back and forth.

Carly, witnessing her roommates arousal, was excitedly describing to her the last stages of her conversion! "Within twenty-four hours after she entered you, if you were to take an X-ray of you womb, you wouldn't be able to tell that there was anything out of the ordinary there! She will have been completely transformed into those long thin runners that will have nearly lined your womb, separate from each other by just enough space to allow your womb to produce your menstruation each month; each of those runners filling each month with maturing eggs, which they will launch into your menses, the perfect nutritional growing environment for those eggs during their first month of existence. Isn't that SO COOL! I freak just thinking about it!"

Krissy reached for a blissful orgasm upon hearing that. Her mind said to herself, "Image, my body allowing this delightful and perfect companion worm (she could not bring herself to refer to it as a parasite, just as Carly could not, would not refer to hers as one either) to propagate the next generation within me! How beautifully sublime!"

She brought her cum soaked fingers up to her mouth and licked her own orgasmic juices from them, savoring every dollop.

"Now, the bad news is what I said earlier, what my Bianca told me. When you release the matured eggs during your period, even if you tried to release them in the ocean, if it is not on or near Sappho, the eggs die."

Rollercoaster ride! Krissy, so recently at the height of bliss crashed at the news.

Carly saw her new lover's crestfallen reaction. "But, don't worry. Perhaps after we finish our grad studies, we can both move to Sappho. You can write your love sonnets there and I can study my Ancient Greeks there. And, we can take as many lesbian lovers as we desire! Our little friends have given us the ability to mentally give any women that we desire the first inklings of desire back! And once that far, then we can seduce them with new generations, sisters as it were, of our inhabitants..."

Krissy again submitted to new waves of orgasmic pleasure at the thought. Being with her lover forever and in Sappho! So enticing of a locale! And with the ability to easily seduce any other female one wished, permanently convincing them of their own desire to be one's lesbian lover! Bliss!

She leaned upward into a sitting position, her legs still akimbo in front of Carly. Krissy reached around Carly's neck to unfasten the tie of Carly's halter top. Letting it fall from those exciting and desired mounds.

Carly smiled. Her breast, now exposed, sported rock hard nipples and areolas. She knew that Krissy wanted to kiss and caress them. The thought sent quivers down to her own now soaked slit. She wondered for an instant if those feelings were entirely her own or if Krissy was already capable of sending exotic thoughts out toward her!

"Now, Kay, my love, your new friend will need to make some further changes to your body. Please, don't be mad at her, but she needs as much estrogen and progesterone as she can get if she is going to keep producing thousands of eggs each month. Hence, your new companion, even as it attaches to your womb and spreads itself into long rows of ovaries, will send its own tubes up your fallopian tubes, engulfing your ovaries and turning them into hormone production machines for its usage. Your own tubes will be clogged for good. You will only be able to produce viable Sapphic Sea Slug eggs and not any human eggs again."




Krissy Joins the Team



"Car, that's okay, why would I need them? I will never be with a man again!" She leaned forward to kiss Carly on her lips, her hands down unbuttoning Carly's shorts.

Carly broke the kiss, not wanting to break it, but needing to finish the tale. "You get one more benefit from your little friend!"

Carly pushed Krissy back down on her back, bent forward and engulfed Krissy's nipples, one at a time, in her mouth, biting and sucking at the rock hard roughness of each. Pulling back to admire these wonders of her new lover, "your companion will do whatever it can to increase your seductiveness to others, just as my companion did for me."

She reached down to stroke Krissy's spread and slick slit. She moved her body downward, bringing her mouth to that same soaked opening. Before, however, she dove in to her rewarding delightful dining, "your skin will clear, your breast will swell, your limbs will lengthen, you will become, as I have, the picture of seductive beauty to all whom you desire!"

Krissy moaned with her third orgasm of the morning, not her last, and lay back on her bed as Carly lapped at her luscious honey pot. "Car, lover, move around here. I need to taste you too!"

Carly moved to comply; lowering her own smooth shaven slit onto Krissy's awaiting tongue.

The two forever lovers began a weekend of carnal delight, the beginning of their lesbian life together...



Krissy Loves A Good Interview



A couple of parts of this story are true, the rest a wonderful play on what could have been. I'll let you decide which...

Krissy and Tom had been meeting up for coffee and a chat for a few weeks after first meeting at their gym. He clearly had the hots for her, and she in turn was intrigued by him enough to keep meeting up. He was good company, always full of schemes and ideas. Her wicked side also enjoyed the fact that she knew her mere presence was a tease to him. 

Eventually though he had gotten her interested in a role within a new business he was involved in. He was working for a firm of wedding planners who owned a private chapel that straight couples could marry in. Inventively, they were now organising gay wedding ceremonies as well. The business was owned by a couple, Danny and Ella who were based about a hundred miles away. 

Tom had told Danny and Ella about Krissy and that he thought she would be a great face to front up things in her area. She was the right age and looked the part with her blonde hair and smart dress sense. More importantly, she was also possessed with enough confidence to deal with what was a pretty quirky product. 

They agreed that she sounded ideal, so Tom asked Krissy if she would like to come and meet the owners at their house that week, and that they in turn had suggested that she stay over and enjoy dinner and a few glasses of wine before heading home the next day.

For her part, Krissy knew that Tom had other motives as well as his recruitment role. That said, she was not in any kind of relationship that was worthy of the name, so hey, if he hit on her, so what? She agreed to go.

As they pulled up at the house in the mid afternoon, Krissy could see that the couple were clearly doing well for themselves. The house was large and private, well kept and tasteful, a good first impression. Tom had taken a call from Danny earlier to say that both them had gotten badly held up at their meetings and would be late back a bit later than they had intended, so just to let themselves in and he would get there as soon as possible.

Inside the house was just as beautiful. The décor was classical without being cold, every sofa inviting you to sit on it. Tom showed Krissy up to her room for the night and it was huge. The bed was a full queen size, just like her own at home - with a bathroom en suite. The shower was one of those with no doors, just a huge tiled area. Krissy dropped her bags and decided to grab a quick shower, while Tom trotted off to his own room; though not before hanging round Krissy's to chat. 

Krissy knew the score and decided to take charge from the start. 

'Any chance of a drink around here?' she asked knowing that this was the sort of house that would be rammed full of the stuff. 'I really fancy a glass of something cold and sparkly...'

Tom got the hint and was back minutes later with a bottle of bubbly on ice and a couple of glasses. Krissy had run for the shower while he was gone and heard him return. 'Go ahead and pour, I'll only be a minute' she called through to him. She knew this would be teasing the hell out of Tom having her naked just the other side of the door from him. 

Coming back into the room dressed only in a towel wrap was an obvious and provocative come on to Tom. She was teasing and using him, but what the hell, she was up for some fun. His temporary embarrassment was equally obvious as he averted then resumed his gaze at her near naked form. Glasses were toasted and tasted, then Krissy ramped up the heat.

'So Tom, we have the place to ourselves. Why don't we use the hospitality more fully till they get back?' Her hand stroked his leg. 'I think you know what I mean don't you?' and she idly began to undo his belt. Suddenly gripped by some confidence again, Tom leant in and began to kiss Krissy. Not bad she thought, not bad at all. The towel was allowed to slip gently away. 

Tom pulled away from the kiss to stare at her naked body. He loved a boyish figure on his women and Krissy's tiny tits and athletic figure were a perfect example. Krissy was ready to move on at a pace and began to undress Tom. Shirt buttons and belts were easily undone. 

'Stand up and show me what I have been putting off for so long' she teased. Eagerly he did so, dropping his clothes where he stood. He had a decent figure, nothing special, but blessed with a lovely cut cock, already semi erect and clearly keen to play. Krissy tipped her head forward and took it in her mouth, demonstrating her little party trick of taking the whole of it back into her throat and drawing it up to an almost instant erection of its full length.

Tom gasped his approval – this girl knew how to suck cock. She only allowed him a couple of minutes of this treatment as she knew he wouldn't last and that wouldn't be fair on either of them. She lay back on the huge sumptuous bed and invited him up to join her. Initially he just lay on top of her, and tempted though he was to slide straight into her, he knew that was the wrong thing to do – in any case they had at least 24 hours together to enjoy before they were due to head back.

Sliding down her body, he stopped and spent some time on her breasts, at the same time reaching down and playing with sparsely haired pussy. Her tits, though small, were incredibly reactive and jumped to attention at the first uncertain touch, the nipples swollen and hard and her breath instantly shorter and more urgent. Krissy's pussy, still wet from the shower, was already lubricating itself in anticipation of what was to come. 

Having played and suckled on her breasts for a few minutes, whilst at the same time tentatively exploring below, Tom decided to return the oral pleasures that Krissy had given him. Once down and licking enthusiastically, if somewhat average with his technique, she thought this was good manners at least and settled in for a bit of self indulgence. She knew she would never cum like this, especially given some of the expert attention she had received recently from Julia, but good messy wet sex was on the cards at least and she was going to enjoy that.

After a few minutes of Tom's well intentioned attempts, she cried enough but with the encouragement of 'I want to cum on your cock, not like that'. His eyes nearly popped as Krissy began to reveal the true sexually up front nature of her personality. She rolled him onto his back and straddled him. Reaching back she grabbed his cock, probably a decent seven inches, and began rubbing the circumcised head up and down her slit, sodden with her juices and his saliva.

Tom was moaning and gasping his approval, unconsciously thrusting his hips up toward her, though Krissy was too strong for that and easily kept him from forcing his way into her. Not that she made him wait too long. Starring straight into his eyes, letting him know that this was going to be on her terms only, she positioned him at her opening. Gently at first she started to let her weight fall, allowing first just the head to slide through the opening. She held position for a moment, relishing a new cock entering her body. His eyes were clamped shut, desperate to absorb every sensation that was there. 

Gradually the warmth of her pussy covered his straining cock as she slid all the way down, resting her entire weight on his pelvis. Then began the grinding, the tiny rocking back and forth that would give her relief in no time at all, yet keep him ready to fuck her longer. His hands roamed all over her body, squeezing her tits and ass, holding her face and stroking her sides. Not the greatest lover she would ever have, but far from the worst.

Feeling her climax arriving, Krissy leant forward, kissing him fully and passionately on the lips, but more importantly getting the maximum pressure applied to her clit. She could feel the stem of his cock rubbing her back wall and the head her g-spot, almost a perfect combination. Within a minute her orgasm washed over her, pussy pumping and clenching his cock trapped inside her. She knew how to extend the feeling with little movements each time the wave began to break. 

It was his turn now. In Tom's mind the pressure was off now. He knew she had had some satisfaction now and need not contain his excitement much longer. Krissy was on her back, by now the wrong way round on the bed, with her head towards the bottom of the bed and the bathroom and door to the room. Tom rolled on and unceremoniously into her. Krissy liked the abruptness – perhaps he wasn't so much of a shy boy after all.

His thrusts, initially paced and controlled, soon increased in intensity. Her legs were lifted up and put on his shoulders, then released and Krissy rolled onto her side. Surely he wasn't going to last long now? Krissy decided to help him along and lay back again. As he re-entered her, she reached down and began to play with his balls, at the same time rimming her fingers around his cock, feeling it going in and out of her. Occasionally she would slide a finger in alongside his cock. This was driving Tom wild. 

She loved to feel herself, her wetness, her soft lower lips; indeed even her masturbating had become far more frequent of late, especially since her first group sex encounter with Julia and the guys. It seemed like she was permanently horny and desperate to cum with anyone, almost irrespective of who they were.

On this occasion it would be different. Suddenly, before Tom had cum as she expected he was about to do, she was aware of someone else in the room. She looked towards the door of the bedroom and standing there grinning at the scene before him was a tall, well built and handsome man, in his thirties, who she guessed was also their host, Danny. She took from his look that he was anything but unhappy about finding this going on in his house. Indeed Tom knew Danny was there and had barely missed a stroke. 

'I see you did make yourselves at home then, and you must be Krissy – Tom was right about you then...' he said in an almost nonchalant manner, though as he did, he was already starting to undress himself, then with only a pair of boxers left on, he began to walk towards her.

Krissy's head was spinning now. Tom had just kept fucking her despite her prospective employer and his boss walking into the room. A few weeks ago she would have bolted, but her natural reaction now was to just go with the flow. Equally, he was a good looking guy so fucking him would be no hardship, though she was even more interested when, as he stood right in front of her face and dropped the boxers, she was faced with a thick and long cock, bigger than the guys back home even. It hung there, not flaccid but thick and full and semi ready. She was wide eyed at the prospect of enjoying what was now definitely not going to be an ordinary fuck.

Danny moved towards her face and she understood what she was meant to do. Krissy opened her mouth and simply let the weapon drop into her mouth. As she sucked on it, Tom continued to screw her unperturbed by the new and bigger arrival- if anything it seemed to excite him more, his pace seeming to increase in its urgency. 

Meanwhile, Danny was growing and Krissy's expert head was clearly being enjoyed. She in turn was luxuriating in his gorgeous cock. Her wicked mind was already sending a message to the rest of her body to prepare for a fabulous fuck that would surely follow. She was intent on making him as big and hard as possible for that moment.

Suddenly Tom's excitement could no longer be contained and he announced that he was going to cum. All Krissy could do was moan her approval, her mouth so stuffed with Danny's huge cock. She could feel Tom jerking uncontrollably as he fired a huge amount of his seed into her. 

As soon as he was finished she eased him away and clamped her legs shut. This would provide a fabulous filthy lubrication for Danny's much larger demand. Of course she didn't know if Danny would be up for it at first. With Tom now lying by her side trying to regain his breath, she pulled the cock from her mouth.

'Fuck me Danny, show Tom what a real cock looks like in me'. Her cuckolding comment spurred Danny to instant action. His large and athletic physique was immediately between her legs. Surprisingly he first stuck a finger into her, quite unceremoniously, as if to check the lubrication – surely he must have realised Tom had not withdrawn.

As he withdrew the finger and offered it to Krissy she smiled – he knew damn fine that she was full of semen and pussy juice, but wanted to see her taste it. She was more than happy to oblige, delighted that he had the confidence to touch another man's cum, and so eagerly sucked the finger clean. 

As she did, she felt his tool nudging her entrance. Her shaved lips offered no resistance even to a cock as large as this. As Danny's weight rocked forward, Krissy took his whole length in one go. 'My God, that feels good', she gasped through gritted teeth – 'Tom, that is amazing, your boss is huge – he is filling me right up, ahhh'. Krissy was already starting to head towards another peak and would now ignore Tom, unable to focus on anything but this new and wonderful insertion.

Danny was no expert either, but he took his time and his size was a real bonus. For her part, this modest expertise really didn't matter to Krissy. She knew how to get what she wanted. Using her muscles she gripped him tightly, his face contorting with the extra sensation. At the same time she curled her hips forward, exposing her clit to his pelvis rubbing against her. She could feel his length hitting the back of her vagina, though she was plenty warmed up enough to not feel any discomfort with this.

They began to kiss passionately, the taste of the finger she had just cleaned, obvious to them both. Her eyes closed, locking her mind into the feeling pulsing from her pussy. Her mind pictured Danny's huge cock pounding through both her and Tom's cum. Yes, that did it for her, her orgasm surging across her body, her conscious being now totally subverted in this temporary ecstasy.

Sensing her orgasm, Danny picked up his pace too, making no effort to hold back now. As the final stages of her cum began to subside, she felt his release, the jerking hips and the grunts muffled by their locked mouths. As soon as they had both had their moment of pleasure, he rolled off. Krissy' mind was spinning. She felt totally drained from the experience. Glancing down she could see Danny's deflating cock covered in cum. 

She cast a finger down to feel for her self how wet she was. Her pussy was gaping, sodden and swollen in the most delicious way. She left her finger down there, idly playing with the cum filled hole. A final glance over at Tom saw him open mouthed and starring at the pair of lovers next to him on the bed. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations, the blissful descent, and slowly drifted off to a light satisfied sleep.

Her dose was short lived but so refreshing. She was alone on the bed. She could hear the shower running and figured the guys must be getting cleaned up. A quick test with her finger, finding the cum still warm and wet around her pussy, confirmed that she must only have drifted off for a few minutes. Her libido began to grow again as she began to touch and gently rub her clit and entrance. She was tempted to bring herself off there and then, but thought of the two guys she seemed to have at her disposal just the other side of the bathroom door. She thought especially of Danny's huge cock and how she just had to have that inside her again.

Easing down the bed, she was able to see through the open door. Expecting to glimpse one of the guys at least, she was shocked at what she saw. Both of them were in the massive walk in shower. Danny was pressed against the wall and Tom was facing him, actually soaping him down. He was boldly working up a lather around his bosses cock and balls and Danny was clearly loving him doing it.

Now it dawned on her- it was no wonder Tom hadn't bolted - they were obviously both bi, and more than likely had figured that she might have been up for some fun. It all made sense now – the gay wedding company idea; Tom's quick finish and then leaving Danny to it; Tom's cum being offered to her on a finger and Danny not minding the taste when they kissed. It had clearly been turning each of them on as much as it had Krissy.

Krissy was riveted to the developing scene in front of her. She had seen guys with each other before, but as she had been involved herself that time, she hadn't been able to enjoy the ringside view that she was getting here. She felt the familiar spark of excitement down below, and allowed her hand to trail down then a finger to begin to trace a path through her sticky cum-soaked slit. 

Danny, undoubtedly the dominant one here, was talking to Tom now. 'Show me how much you love this cock Tom.' Krissy could see that Tom's soaping down had already caused Danny to regain his impressive erection. Tom for his part wasted no time in dropping to his knees and plunging the huge cock into his mouth. Danny's hands pushed his head down further, forcing Tom to deep throat his boss. To Krissy's eye, he appeared somewhat more expert at this than he had been licking her...

The reaction he was getting from Danny verified that. He was now slumped against the shower wall, his cock fully engorged, guttural moans pouring forth his approval. Krissy was loving this – her hand was playing more purposefully with her clit and vagina, fingers pressing then dipping inside, drawing out the copious lubrication left by the fucking she had just enjoyed.

Knowing he would not last, she was not surprised when Danny hauled Tom off. She thought he would now return the pleasure, but no, he quite brutally spun Tom around and forced him to spread his legs with a press of his own muscular thigh between Toms's. Danny then took his lovers hands and placed them above his head, palms flat to the shower wall, like a police search position. 

Krissy knew what was coming next. Danny quickly rubbed the soap up and down Tom's ass crack, lubricating him for the obvious insertion of Danny's cock. My God Krissy thought, surely that is too much. But Danny was not going to relent. This was the first time Krissy has seen his cock clearly and guessed at 9" of thick hard meat. No wonder she had enjoyed it so much.

Positioned at the entrance of Tom's ass, Danny began pushing. Tom's head was dropped, his eyes closed and concentrating on taking the cock into his body. Danny was urging him on obscenely. 'Take my cock you pussy boy – feel it splitting you open? You really do prefer this to girls don't you? Look how hard you are just from getting fucked'.

Sure enough, Krissy could see his erection bobbing up and down as Danny slid ever deeper. Shockingly, Danny suddenly pushed his last three or four inches in with a single push. An involuntary gasp shot out of Tom – that must have hurt she thought – and instantly Danny began a brutal fucking of his employee.

Watching the merciless onslaught, Krissy began frigging herself hard. She was going to have another cum for sure. As if to replicate what she was watching, she slid a couple of fingers from the other hand into her own ass, so thoroughly wet with cum.

Not surprisingly, it took Danny only a few minutes to be at the point of no return. Krissy was on the edge, holding herself back, not wanting to cum until Danny did. With a final animal thrust he pushed deep into Tom and began to unload, filling Tom's bowels with what Krissy imagined as a massive load of semen. That was the signal for Tom to drop a hand to his own cock and with just a few swipes, he too came, his cum spraying up the wall of the shower.

Krissy closed her eyes and allowed her self to go over the edge, two fingers buried in her ass, twisting and stretching her back hole, two more ravaging her clit. This unexpected turn had been so out of left field as to add the most delicious edge to the moment.




Krissy Loves A Good Interview



As she opened her eyes, she was looking up at an immaculately dressed and made up, gorgeous dark haired woman, mid thirties, tall and confident, her bright red lips curled in a smile as she looked down at Krissy's cum soaked body laid on the bed.

'So you must be Krissy – I see that my husband's tendencies turn you on as much as they do me. By the way, I'm Ella - I think you and I will get on just fine.'

Krissy smiled at the inference and the elegant creature in front of her. She knew that they would all get on better than just fine...   



Krissy Pays Her Dues, Beautifully



This story follows on from the first two Krissy stories, ‘Krissy shows her age' and ‘Krissy gets nasty with the boys'. While the others were based on partial happenings, this is one I would like to have done out of a sense of ‘decency'!

It was about a week after her night of discovery with Julia and the guys. Krissy had hooked up for a coffee with her ex boyfriend, Jake. Despite an initially traumatic split, the two had eventually made up after a few months, agreeing that in reality the relationship had run its course. 

They had both found new partners, and in going back to being friends, they had discovered that they were able to discuss even their most intimate of moments with each other. Both would admit if they were ever to be pushed that there was a certain voyeuristic element to this. Quite simply, the dirty stories were a turn on to each other, but none to date could compare to Krissy's recent adventures.

Over coffee she knew the conversation would swing to matters of the bed. She knew the story of the night and her foursome would be a well received tale, but she had decided to keep the guys bi experiences to herself. Jake's opinion of Jon was low and far from being a turn on, it would just lead to scorn being poured on her for her choice of men since their split.

Krissy initiated this most interesting part of their chat. ‘You seeing anyone special right now?' she asked.

Grinning slightly Jake admitted ‘You know what it is, I'm 38 and I can't pull a 30 year old to save my life. They seem to all have so much baggage that they insist on hauling around - a bunch of frigging man haters. That said, the 25 year olds seem to be throwing themselves at me – unreal.'

‘Young guys might have a stamina advantage in the sack, but novelty only goes so far. I spent my twenties getting fucked by older guys – at least they can afford to take you for dinner afterwards!' joked Krissy by means of explanation.

‘Anyway, don't condemn me, but there are a couple of young things that I'm involved with. I'm pretty keen on Laura. She is slim and pretty, got her own business, so she is no mug, but trouble is, she just won't go all the way.'

‘Tell me more…' urged Kris. ‘What does she look like?'

‘She is really cute, milky white skin, almost skinny. No tits, but you of all people should know I don't mind that. She has lovely long hair that looks like a brunette from a distance but is a dark red when you get close. She's a natural red, and I should know having seen her rather luxuriant privates.'

‘Sounds lovely, but I thought you said she doesn't put out?' said Krissy picturing what she could do to this divine sounding creature. 

Jake shrugged. ‘I just haven't screwed her yet. Everything else, but just no actual penetration - I've had my finger up her arse, my tongue up her soaking cunt and last week I just about blew her head off when I came in her mouth. She gagged so much it left her in no doubt as to her ability to turn me on…'

‘I quite fancy corrupting her myself', Krissy commented, not joking, but knowing Jake would miss how serious she was. ‘You said there were a couple of them didn't you?' corrected Krissy, seeing Jake drifting away slightly. ‘Go on…'

‘Lynsey on the other hand is well up for it – she took me to bed the first time. By the third fuck I had tied her to the bed, oiled right up, a candle up her backside and my cock in her mouth. If you met her on the street, you were never guess, just an office girl that lets go in the sack. She's pretty enough, but is going to be real mumsy when she gets older, but at 25 they are just curves' he confessed. 

He continued with the proof of Lynsey's looser morals. ‘If I have to go out when she stays over, she gets me to spark up the computer so she can surf porn on the net. Perhaps explains her fantasies.'

‘Which are what exactly?' asked Krissy, sensing there was a twist coming. Unconsciously she was rubbing her thighs together already.

‘It sounds really corny, but she is pretty submissive and really wants to be part of a threesome with another experienced woman. But the stipulation is she wants to watch me fuck the other woman first. She was telling me this while straddling me in bed the other night and I can tell you it was all I could do not to cum on the spot!!'

Jake was as yet unaware of Krissy's exploration of her own bi side with Julia. He was utterly taken aback when she said ‘If you don't have anyone else in mind, I wouldn't mind being part of that.' Krissy lifted her eyebrows and looked over the top of her café latte cup to gauge Jake's reaction. It was somewhere between confusion and disbelief. She told him the edited version of her adventure.

Afterwards she added ‘Listen Jake, I'm not getting back with you and I don't want any falling in love again, but I guess I owe you one for the way I walked out on you. I know you always fancied a threesome, so if I do this, just think of it as me evening things up.' 

There was no way that Jake was going to turn this down, a chance to nail Krissy again and to see her with another girl. It was almost schoolboy fantasy realms. ‘Okay then, let's get it sorted, but one condition. If she bolts, and I don't think that she will for one second, you have to stay for the night. If this screws up my only regular fuck, then at least I want one souvenir of the night.'

Krissy nodded her approval. They began to hatch their plan. Neither really wanted the chance to slip by for lack of thinking it through. 

Lynsey arrived at Jake's on Saturday as arranged, unaware that tonight she might get a fair bit more than the good fucking she craved from her older lover. He had been turning her on all week with filthy messages and lewd phone calls. She could hardly wait. The young woman knew that she was so turned on that she was his to do anything with that he wished tonight. 

The last month had been fantastic, with Jake using his confidence and experience to give her the kind of physical satisfaction she had never had before. The first time in bed together he had made her cum three times with his fingers alone, before he started using his tongue and finally his cock. He was not massively endowed, just a regular size, nicely curved and circumcised. He kept himself clean and tidy, but it was just that confidence that did it for her.

Sure enough, after some wine and food, they had ended up watching a porn movie and getting heavy on the sofa. When Jake suggested that they adjourn to the bedroom, she practically sprinted upstairs. Within a couple of minutes of hitting the big ivory coloured duvet on his huge antique bed, she was naked with his cock in her mouth, the hands on the back of her head keeping her pace slow and easy. 

Controlling himself admirably, Jake rolled Lynsey onto her front and began to oil her all over. Almost unfelt, she was tied spread eagled with cotton handkerchiefs to the bed frame. She knew this was going to be hot, and could feel herself letting go of the cloak of respectability that she wore all week. 

Krissy had spent the whole day trying to contain the urge to relieve her excitement. Almost relentlessly she found the need to touch herself. Just the thought of how off the wall and kinky it was for her to be planning to fuck, not just her ex, but his young and unsuspecting girlfriend as well, was almost too much to take. How far had she come in such a short time? It was like years of suppressed desire were now rushing to the surface.

By the time she had reached the back door of Jake's house, she was well lubricated and breathing in short excited breaths. Krissy dressed really simply, a short light blue summer dress and, unusually for her, the tiniest of thongs. Her fingers had slipped under the string many times during the 20 minute drive to his house, just for a quick rub or dip into her electrified opening.

Jakes was a back door house, and as arranged she simply came in and locked the door quietly behind herself. Walking across the polished wood floor, the sound of her shoes would alert those in the house to her presence. ‘Jake, you home?' she called gently, already knowing the answer. 

If Lynsey could have jumped, she would have. ‘Who the fuck is that Jake? – look at the state of me!' Sure enough it was a sight. Legs and arms spread, arse propped up by a pillow under her stomach, arse and cunt already reddening with the early exchanges and fingering, she was in no position to preserve her modesty, and now she could hear the steps of this woman coming up the stairs.

Jake had a slight laugh in his voice when he said, ‘Don't worry, think of this as a present for you from me. Go with it and I'm sure you will enjoy it, after all, didn't I say I'd see what I could do for your fantasy?' 

By this time Krissy was at the top of the stairs and turning towards the bedroom she knew so well. Her breaths were shorter than ever. Even after last week the premeditation in these actions made it somehow more exciting. A what a sight greeted her, Lynsey's arse aimed straight at her, the young and indeed attractive girl, peered at her under a bent arm, a look of some horror on her face and her embarrassing predicament.

Krissy stepped forward in to the room. Jake did the introductions. ‘Krissy this is Lynsey, Lynsey this is Krissy. You have heard me mention her in the past, and yes it is my ex Krissy. I ran into her the other day and happened to mention your fantasies in passing. Krissy has kindly offered to help you fulfil them tonight'.

Krissy interrupted by running a finger right up the young girls sopping wet slit lewdly displayed at her. The finger went straight into her own mouth to be cleaned off. ‘Lynsey, it surely is nice to meet you. Listen, I know you are probably dying with embarrassment right now, but you will get over it. If Jake and I have read this wrong and you don't want to play, just shout up and you are free to go. Neither of us wants to be up on a charge. But before you let your middle class upbringing get in the way, remember this is a one off, just for fun. After tonight, Jake is all yours again. But for now, lie there and see how you feel after you watch him fuck me – I believe it formed a big part of your dream…' 

Lynsey's head was in a spin. All her common sense screamed for her to get out, but her juices were in full flow and her curiosity burning. Krissy was undressing in front of her, the first time a sexually charged woman had done so. 

As the dress slipped to the floor Lynsey was struck by the sight of the almost flat chested older girls nipples. They were so unusual, quite large, but conical in shape, almost forming the breast themselves. Krissy's arousal was obvious from her rock hard nipples, but as the thong was discarded without ceremony, she was sure she could see that Krissy was soaking. How right she was.

Krissy crawled up the bed, looking straight into Lynsey's eyes. As she moved up she idly trailed her nails up the restrained girls back. Every hair on Lynsey's body stood on end, an involuntary gasp slipped from her. She gently bit her bottom lip to save further telltale signs escaping.

No matter, Krissy needed some relief and her attention had turned to Jake. His smooth cock was at attention and at the same level as Lynsey's face. Krissy gave Jake a peck on the lips then went straight down on his erection. She knew his girlfriend could see this clearly and glancing round a moment later, sure enough Lynsey was staring at her sucking his tool.

‘God, this tastes good, and so strangely familiar' quipped Krissy grinning at Lynsey. Jake was in ecstasy. She was so good at this. The illicit nature of this encounter just served to heighten his arousal, but he knew the best would come if he exercised as much self control as possible. He had made his mind up that Krissy would not run this show all by herself. He owed her a reminder of what she left behind.

Reaching down, he checked her cunt for its state of wetness. Krissy was soaking. Sneaking a glance at Lynsey, he knew she was not going anywhere tonight. His new girlfriend looked like she might burst with the excitement that was written all over her. Her skin was pink and red with the rush of blood; she was making slow dry humping motions within her binds. It would be kind to release her now, but Jake wanted to fuck Krissy uninterrupted first.

He was hard as hell and needed to change. He ordered Krissy onto her back. Laying the same way round as Lynsey, Krissy was separated from her by just six inches of bed. The two girls were of similar height, but different physiques. Where Krissy was slender and smooth with tiny A-cup tits, Lynsey was rounded, by no means overweight, but with a curvy arse and a B-cup bra size. Her cunt was a mass of dark curls, trimmed to the bikini line but no more. Despite all her porn watching, Lynsey clearly never thought to clean shave herself. As it was it served to show her wetness so much more, as the hairs matted together and darkened.

Jake slid up level and over Krissy. He kissed her briefly then pulled away. Easing down he roughly tweaked her nipples, then gently kissed around them. Krissy arched her back pushing their stomachs and groins together. She felt his cock rub her clit and the small patch of natural blond pubes above it. Jake noticed her actions and allowed himself a couple of hip thrusts up and down, sliding across the same areas and making her gasp for air. He knew she was as much into this as he was.

He loved the way her nipples were so reactive, but moved on, trailing his tongue across her stomach and down to Krissy's cunt. He nibbled her inner thighs so gently, making sure she could feel his breath on her clit. He let his tongue slip lower and gently rim her arse, poking it into this second opening as if to test her willingness to really let go. Nothing contradicted his perception. His tongue began to explore and swab her dripping cunt.

Lynsey was spell bound. Krissy eyes were screwed shut, but opened when Lynsey muttered almost to herself, ‘God he is going to fuck you right in front of me…'

Krissy turned to her and asked ‘You want him to? You want to see your boyfriend bury that hard cock in my cunt while you lie there unable to do a thing about it?'

‘Oh God yesssss!' came the hissed reply.

Krissy reached down and eased Jake up. Her hand dived between their bodies and grabbed his cock. Was it always this hard she wondered? A rough position would do, and with one firm thrust he was inside her. He held for a moment, pulled back, before pushing slowly back in. This slow grinding was soon hitting the spot for Krissy. Her cries and moans started almost immediately. This would be an easy and overdue orgasm if she wanted it.

Her new found confidence in her ability to fuck again and again and enjoy each orgasm in turn allowed her to push herself through to an easy release. Clasping his arse hard, Krissy dragged Jake up and down her sensitised slit, her clit filling with unbelievable sensations, sending her stomach turning and every sinew in her body tensing to the max. Through it all she could hear Lynsey's low moans as the scent and sounds of climatic sex washed over her. There she was, watching her lover fuck his ex a hands width away from her, and it was as much as she could do not to scream encouragement to the couple in the throes of passion. 

‘Please Krissy, cum on his cock, please cum, please' came the begging. Jake controlled himself immensely, knowing how to slightly alter the angle to protect himself. Within moments, Krissy did cum, in the process pushing herself hard into Jake's groin. Her stomach muscles contorted her middle, her arse clenched and unclenched in rapid order, her arms clung around Jake's neck as if her life depended on it.

Jake felt her juices slowly wash over him, soaking his balls and thighs. He slowly withdrew, still fully erect himself. Now to turn the tables a little he thought. Lifting himself off, he moved up the bed and knelt to one side of Lynsey's face. ‘Want to go or want to stay? Now is the time to choose.' He knew damn fine that there was no way Lynsey wanted to leave. The huge damp patch in front of her crotch was evidence enough of that…

He eased his cock towards her mouth, but rather than let her suck on it, he rubbed it all over her face. Krissy's cum was now smeared all over her face. ‘You wanted to try another girl; well there is a taste for you. See if you like it.' Lynsey couldn't believe the smell and flavour. It was gorgeous, almost fragrant, in a dirty but exciting way. She relished it on her lips.

Still tied up, Jake decided to have some fun and see how Krissy would take having to watch for a moment. He moved over her then lined himself up with Lynsey's sodden pussy. ‘I am now going to fuck you with my cock still covered in Krissy's cum. Do you like that thought, the juices of the two of you mixing together?' With little warning, he eased up her, knowing from experience that entry would be easy to this sodden hole.

Lynsey moaned her approval. By now she was so excited she would do almost anything she was asked. Jake's cock inside her was a blessed release, for at last she was taking part in this amazing tryst. The taste of Krissy, the fact that she was staring at this beautiful naked woman so sexually aroused, while being screwed by her boyfriend was an incredible rush. This was the sort of action she had desired for so long, it was almost like being in a dream.

Krissy too was taking in the nastiness of the scene. She was so turned on that she needed to be touched, in spite of her orgasm only moments earlier. Her middle finger wandered down and began to rub her clit ever so gently, occasionally sliding along her slit to moisten itself and dip into her pussy. She could see that Lynsey was looking right at her, studying her fingers movement, almost replicating the pushes and strokes with the movement of her own body pushing back onto Jake's cock.

Krissy untied Lynsey's hands from the bed, at the same time Jake knew that the restraints on her legs were pointless and momentarily withdrew to untie her. Needless to say, Lynsey went nowhere.

Easing her hips forward, Krissy offered her pussy right up to Lynsey's face. ‘I guess that it is time for the next part of your fantasy Lynsey – time to taste another girl straight from the source.' The younger woman was only too willing to take the offer. 

Her hands outstretched and began to tentatively stroke Krissy's lips, revelling in their smoothness compared to her own. She noticed how Krissy gasped when a finger trailed across her clit, or when she dipped the end of a finger into the older girl.

Jake was finally seeing it, a threesome with Krissy. The girls were clearly well into the whole scene now. Krissy's hands ran through Lynsey's brown bobbed hair, gently urging her face forward. The blond needed what was coming next. Lynsey licked tentatively up the slit, rimmed around a couple of times before settling into giving Krissy's clit some real attention.

The reaction was immediate. Krissy threw her head back and gulped a huge lungful of air. She was so sensitive that Lynsey's novice status at pussy licking was of no matter. Jake was fucking Lynsey from behind again, not hard, but forcefully enough to push her hard onto Krissy, her tongue finding both clit and soaking slit at the same time. For her part Krissy held Lynsey's head in place, her hands mashed into her hair, her thighs gently squeezing either side of her head. 

Lynsey was going at her job with gusto, years of dreaming what it would be like finally fulfilled. It exceeded all of her expectations. She had never really thought about what the other woman would look like this close up or the wetness that would wash deliciously across her face. At the same time she felt incredibly secure having Jake with her. She felt like he was guiding her and everything would be alright afterwards, that they would share the eroticism of the night without embarrassment or regret.




Krissy Pays Her Dues, Beautifully



Within minutes Krissy was cumming so hard that her body crunched into a ball around Lynsey's head. As soon as the initial wave had passed, she slid down the bed and kissed Lynsey full on, licking all around her mouth and delving her tongue into it to garner some of her own cum. Krissy's right hand forced its way between Jake and Lynsey, a middle finger slipping into the pussy that was already stuffed with cock.

To start with her motions were gentle, matching Jakes rhythm. She ended the kiss and looked at Jake. ‘Wait a second Jake, I know what we can do next... ' Jake propped himself up, still just keeping the head of the cock inside his girlfriend. Krissy's finger slid out and upwards, circling the rose bud asshole with her sodden finger. Lynsey moaned her appreciation, every bit of this exploitation appealing to her pliant and submissive side. She was in their hands now and that was fine by her.

Krissy gently eased the first finger into this beautiful young arse. With very little difficulty she added a second, accompanied by gentle half thrusting of Jake, not to much to interfere with her handiwork. As soon as she felt Lynsey was ready, she pushed Jake back, took his cock in her hand and lined it up with this second opening. How kinky was this?

‘Now fuck her ass Jake, fuck it hard' Krissy urged. But he knew better. Taking his time would pay dividends very quickly. And so it did, with Krissy rubbing Lynsey's clit and the firm but considerate thrusting into her arse, Lynsey soon buckled and came. Jake was close too, but wanted his first load to go somewhere special. As Lynsey came down, fighting for breath and clinging to the bed sheets, Jake pulled out leaving her gaping hole in need of filling. Lynsey's own fingers replaced his cock.

Jake grabbed Krissy, spun her round 90 degrees so that her face was at Lynsey's crotch height. At the same time he rolled her onto her front, immediately lining his cock up with her arsehole. 

‘Your turn now Krissy, you never did mind a bit of anal attention yourself' he reminded her. With that undeniable truth, he pushed his way unceremoniously into her backside. All Krissy could do was blaspheme lowly as Jake first entered her, then began to step up the pace to his own orgasm.

Lynsey was in awe, the whole wicked tableaux beyond her wildest imagination. She had wanted to see Jake fuck another woman, but to witness him ploughing her arse so forcefully was something else. Krissy's eyes were screwed tight shut, moans escaping through gritted teeth as she took her ex so deep into her rear. 

Within minutes he could take no more and exploded deep in her bowels. Krissy had snook a hand underneath and succeeded in frigging herself to yet another cum a few seconds later, triggered by his one last hard thrust deep into her. 

Krissy made to roll away but Jake stopped her. ‘I can think of another use for this submissive little slut, eh Krissy? Straddle her face now!' he demanded. What he had in mind was something that even he had not dared to even consider before. 

‘This is a creampie Lynsey, and what you are going to do is eat it.' Krissy was turned facing Lynsey's feet, her open legs revealing the angry and open hole so roughly fucked by Jake. But emerging from it was the beginnings of the huge load of spunk he had left up there. Lynsey could not fail to also notice the distended pussy lips and swollen and exposed clit. 

Jake's hand gently pushed Krissy down toward Lynsey's face. Her head lifted slightly and began to devour the whole area, her tongue snaking around Krissy's ass, pulling the spunk into her mouth, before diving into her pussy for a different taste. It was heaven for her.

Krissy, so often so in control, was in some kind of haze, totally wiped out from the sensory overload. Perhaps this is why she so meekly submitted to Jake's suggestion that she should give Lynsey some relief. She slid slowly forward, clasping Lynsey's ankles and dropping her face onto this abused pussy and licking at it so expertly while enjoying the soothing sensations being administered to her.

Jake sat back, still stiff, watching this fantasy soixante-neuf being performed in front of him. What next he wondered. Lynsey's pussy sure looked inviting as it was swabbed by Krissy's tongue. Though perhaps he could use Krissy's mouth to clean himself up a little first? She look like he could do anything to her now and it was on. For sure the night wasn't over just yet… 

As Krissy's taxi pulled away, Jake settled back to watch some TV. He would have Lynsey watch it with him. Thing was, they would be the stars of this particular show. What Krissy didn't know and what Lynsey would soon find out, was that the whole of their sordid adventure had been recorded on two hidden cameras that Jake had had the foresight to install. His revenge on Krissy for her leaving him was nearly complete... 



Krissy Shows Her Age



This was all new to her. 33 years old and a veteran of numerous highly sexual relationships, Krissy could by no means be described as a stick in mud when it came to matters of the flesh. But here she was in a passionate clinch with her new man, highly aroused and in a state of semi undress, with his flatmate and girlfriend in a similar position at the other side of the small lounge.

Slouched on the sofa, her legs rudely parted to accept his exploring fingers inside the crotch of her soaking black g-string, her tiny skirt hitched up to her waist and her blouse open to the navel revealing her tiny uncovered breasts, she was afforded a clear view of the couple opposite.

Jon's flatmate Ryan was in his thirties but had a thing for younger girls. Picking them up on nights out invariably meant they were the ones that were more than willing to party hard. Some Krissy had seen him with were just common trash, little girls with a bad attitude and worse dress sense, but Julia was different. She was small, but slim and attractive with the most amazing c-cup chest that seemed to defy gravity, in the way only a 20 year olds can.

Krissy was enjoying her own pleasure and attentions, but found herself incredibly fascinated by the movements of Ryan and Julia. She had never seen anybody else doing it in the flesh. She was no stranger to porn, but this was amazing, the combination of sounds and even smells that accompanied the visual feast.

By now Ryan had rolled the young girl on top of him, her long brown hair falling over their heads as they kissed passionately. Long since had their tops been removed and now Julia slid down his body to unfasten his trousers and pull them clear to leave him in just his white cotton Calvin's. 

Suddenly she sat upright and unfastened her bra. As it too was tossed to one side, Krissy caught sight of those awesome breasts for real. How much did she long for tits like that herself? For the first time in this whole episode she felt a pang of self doubt, perhaps jealousy for the young girl's obvious talents.

At that moment she was distracted by Jon getting up from her to remove his own trousers. She knew from an earlier grope in the bar that he was not wearing anything under them. This was getting very real now. A bit of titty fondling and kissing in the company of others was one thing, but now the plan was clear. She was going to have sex in full view of someone other than her own partner, and she was going to see somebody else do the same. Not for one second did she think to back out.

Jon stood directly in front of her before straddling her kneeling on the sofa. His lovely and very erect cock bobbed in her face. Without hesitation and hungry for some more active participation she took it in her mouth, her natural blond haired head taking a huge mouthful of it, at the same time discarding her blouse behind her 

Her last boyfriend had had a perfect sized 6" that she deep throated with ease, but Jon had size and she loved it. Not huge but a substantial and pleasing 8". If she was honest, the night of lust which had prompted her switch of lovers had sealed her decision not on Jon's looks or personality, but that she just wanted to feel like she was letting go and getting well fucked in the process. She was certainly heading that way now and tonight.

After a minute or two it dawned on Krissy that she could no longer see what was going on opposite, but that her hearing had tuned into some very familiar sounds emanating from the others. Easing Jon away, she turned him round and told him to lie on the floor with a gentle push on his hips. Sure enough, there was Ryan, his head back and eyes closed, moaning approval as Julia took long slurps from top to bottom of his cock. Krissy could see now why these pretty young things gave Ryan, not the best looking guy in town, the time of day – he was big, probably a little more so than his flatmate.

Taking matters into her own hands, as confident as she had ever been again; she dropped her skirt and g-string, only Julia now wearing any clothing. Krissy knelt down and retook Jon into her mouth, her head turned side on so she could see young girl in action. For sure the sight of another cock was a turn on, but it was what was being done to it that was filling her senses. 

Almost unconsciously her left hand reached back and began to rub her own slit. She was almost clean shaven, just a small inverted triangle of white blond hair above her clit. If she had been concentrating on herself she might have noticed that she was soaking wet. Jon had got her started, but the sight of the couple in front of her was causing something different again. First one, then two fingers curled up to her g-spot, her hand applying pressure to her clit at the same time. 

Up until now this was just like a live porn show in the room with her. Then Julia looked at her, smiling a small contented and knowing smile as their eyes met, both mouths still working their magic on their intruding cocks. Suddenly Krissy needed to be closer to this action, needed to see it in more detail than just the half light of the dimmed room. 

Precisely then, having realised that she was the only one still in any clothing, Julia stood up, made a quarter turn to face Krissy and dropped her skirt. Krissy's eyes quickly took in those gorgeous breasts again and noticed the huge fat nipples that now stood to attention at their peaks, contrasting with her almost perfectly flat chest and small conical teats that were in themselves almost painfully hard. 

Krissy had never experienced lust for another woman, though again she had always appreciated a good body and was not in the least offended by images of women in the x-rated videos she had seen. But so erotic was the atmosphere, that everything seemed exciting to her now.

Julia saw Kris taking in her tits and proceeded to look her in the eyes as she peeled her tiny knickers down. Ryan's hand was stroking her side from behind, Jon watching and waiting for the full frontal show, Krissy still absent-mindedly fisting his hard on, but all the time Julia's teasing gaze never leaving Krissy. It was like the younger woman wanted to show the older woman that she had what it took. 

Krissy was stronger than that, but for that moment was transfixed by the strip of the tiny garment. Straightening up, Julia afforded Krissy a clear brief glimpse of her tightly trimmed pussy. This was the first time a pussy had seemed a turn on in its own right to Krissy. The full but tidy dark hair seemed to emphasise a youthful naivety mixed with sexual awareness. 

Krissy rolled over onto her back, closer to their roommates and watched her partner rise up again in front of her. This time he would lie on top of her, his erection momentarily rubbing along her slit, before his head ducked down to her crotch and began its enthusiastic consumption of her juices. Pleasant as this release was, Krissy could now return her gaze to the couple just four feet away from her.

Only now it was Julia who was sliding up from her briefly resumed oral pleasure of her partner. Oh my God thought Krissy, she is going to fuck him right here and now. Julia's small hands looked tiny against the engorged shaft she was about to introduce to herself. Krissy wanted to be the one sliding down that big cock. Might she actually get to do so later? Anything seemed possible right now.

Julia gasped as the cock disappeared up inside her. She stopped at about three quarter length, adjusted and then sank down completely. A second or two later she began the slow ride and grind that would take her to her ultimate pleasure. It was all Krissy could do not to reach down and bring herself off there and then just staring at Julia riding that cock, clearly as aroused as Krissy felt, betrayed now by the wetness that transferred itself onto Ryan's penis.

The next twist took Krissy by surprise. Julia looked at the older girl for a sort of acceptance, and then nodded at Jon who by now had twisted his head and was looking at the couple fucking right next to him. Krissy knew what she meant. 

The next moment Jon was on his feet, his cock forcing itself between the lips of this gorgeous horny young girl. Krissy was spellbound by the scene. Here she was condoning her boyfriend's ‘infidelity', a first even considering their ‘loose' relationship to date. 

Krissy watched for a few minutes, enjoying the sounds and smells of the raw sex that was going on before her eyes. Julia was moaning loudly like some novice porn star, but these moans were clearly authentic. The sex was slow, but deep. Krissy could easily imagine her pleasure. 

Now she needed more for herself, needed to be part of this collage. Adjusting her own place from spectator to participant in one movement, she swung round to kneel immediately behind Julia, straddling Ryan's chest. His hands instantly began to roam across her back and the top of her beautiful firm arse.

Her own hands took two directions, the right snaking around Julia's body to stroke and squeeze her breast, the left sliding firmly beneath Julia to feel for the meeting of cock and pussy. Her forefinger and middle finger were split by the soaking and rigid dick, her upturned hand feeling the signs of ecstasy that were running from the girl. Krissy began to rub slowly, savouring her first contact with this new cock, but more her first ever pussy beyond her own.

Almost mischievously she brought her hand back up and licked her fingers, shivering inside at the pure slutiness of it all. Krissy left one finger untouched. This she passed to her boyfriend, making him bend to receive it, in the process withdrawing his cock from Julia's mouth. She was curious as to what had caused the removal, though she sensed Jon had done so to save himself from cumming. As she turned, Krissy stood up, her pussy almost perfectly placed in front of Julia's face. Only inches from the girls face, Krissy wound two fingers up into her sodden crack. Coating them in her juices, she withdrew them and offered them insistently to Julia.

Almost unthinking she accepted the offer, drawing slowly but certainly on them. Krissy left her fingers in the young girl's mouth, but squatted down again, now face to face with Julia. She then did the only thing that seemed natural and kissed Julia full on, her tongue probing for a taste of her own pussy juices on the fingers that they shared in the midst of this lust filled kiss.

The guys were taken aback at this turn of events. As flatmates they had shared a few adventures, but this was a new and exciting twist. But for a moment they were just voyeurs as now Julia lifted herself from the big cock that was impaling her so successfully. She was determined to enjoy more of this twist. Krissy too wanted to change things round a bit.

Easing forward, she replaced Julia on Ryan's vacant engorged shaft. God it felt good, at last to be penetrated by something other than fingers, though at the start of the night she could never had envisaged this one would be stretching her well lubricated tunnel. However she only took a second or two to savour these new sensations before starting to take control once again.

"On all fours" she gently commanded her female partner, who now effectively presented Jon with an open invitation, and open it really was, still gaping from the huge cock that had been inside it only seconds before. Such was his lust to take advantage of it that he really did not think about his best friend fucking his own girlfriend right there and then.

It was Krissy who spoke next. "Fuck her hard Jon, really hard" and so he eased up behind Julia, grabbing his cock at its base and pushing it against the pussy lips in front of him. He entered with ease forcing her to fall to her elbows, inadvertently the exact spot that Krissy wanted her next, for now Julia was given a close up of Krissy being split wide open by her own boyfriends cock. 

It was a huge turn on to Krissy to think that the cock inside her was covered in the love juices of another woman. She reached down and gently gripped Julia's head, easing it the last few inches towards her own penetrated pussy. Julia was not naïve in these matters and knew what was required of her.

Her tongue darted out and caressed both the male and female genitals in front of her. This was the first taste direct from the female form, but so charged was the situation that she did not hesitate. After a gentle exploration of all that was there, her tongue began a more fervent rasping up and down Krissy's clit and pussy, at the same time throwing one hand between her own legs rubbing her own bud frantically in a rush for that first release.

It didn't take long and as her own crescendo built, so too did Krissy feel her orgasm arriving like a freight train. Staring at the woman's tongue hitting all the right places, its owner being banged hard from behind and moaning in time with the fucking of her life, all the time her own pussy being probed deeply by this new cock, was creating an incredibly nasty scene in her mind. She loved rude sex and this was as rude as it had ever gotten. It was to get much worse.

Her cum was loud and long, Julia's unremitting strokes keeping the orgasm going and going. Julia's frigging was almost violent on herself, at its peak power forcing her to free her mouth to literally scream her pleasure out loud.

As easy as it would have been to stop right then, Krissy had no such intentions. It was time to try something totally new even to her. Ordering Jon to stop, for fear he might cum while she still needed him good and hard, he withdrew from Julia. Krissy instantly ushered him in behind her. 

Breathing heavily, still enjoying the shockwaves from her first orgasm, Krissy eased a finger up her arse, giving Jon the clearest signal of what she needed him to do. She was no stranger to anal, and her ex had often fucked her arse while using a vibrator in her other hole. But this was the first time she was going to have two cocks, and good sized ones to boot, taking her at the same time.

Jon didn't hesitate. Easing himself in gently at first, his sodden tool easily passed into her rectum. He knew he couldn't last long now, and would have to go easy if he was to last any time at all. 

Ryan was in awe at his flatmates girlfriend. Yes she was attractive, but now he was getting a lesson in why a thirtysomething might sometimes be a better bet than the young things he usually fucked. This was a first for him.

Julia was spellbound. As Jon's face contorted as he pushed forward, Krissy gasped, a deep drawing breath as the moment of stretching gave way to the pure lust within her. "Does this look good to you Julia?" she smugly enquired, knowing she was trumping the 20 year old now.

Julia's hands were on auto, rubbing her wet clit, stroking her tits, pulling hard on her strong erect nipples. "This is, I mean you are, awesome…" her voice trailing away almost distractedly as she replied. 

Meanwhile the guys were finding a rhythm with their fucking. Both making slow stabbing motions, just enough to feel the rubbing cocks both filling her up, Krissy's clit was rubbing unavoidably on Ryan's cock base. It was sensational stuff.

Julia was on her knees and moved around in front of Krissy. She straddled her boyfriends face, leaving him no choice but the lick her out. Her hole leaked her come and Jon's precum, a strange new taste for Ryan to take. But this was not her main intention. Kris was propped up, her arms straight and locked, her back arched and accepting the intruding cocks. No, what Julia wanted was to feed Krissy her massive and incredibly beautiful tits. Cupping the right breast she fed it into Krissy's mouth. 

Totally turned on by this new twist and the incredibly nasty DP she was part of, Krissy bit hard on the breast and nipple. "God yes, bite them" urged Julia. And Krissy did, falling on to them like a starving baby.

Suddenly Jon began to stiffen as he felt himself reaching his climax. His pace quickened for a few strokes then he erupted. Krissy was sure she could feel him blowing his load, his last push temporarily sealing his seed deep inside her. He withdrew, looking on in amazement at her stretch open arse, scarlet red from the abuse it had just received.

Ryan was close behind. Thrusting hard up her he exploded in what was perhaps his most amazing cum ever. Julia jumped off his face mid cum and reached round behind Krissy, wanking Ryan's cock vigorously into Krissy, milking every last drop from him. 

She too was intrigued by Krissy's distended arse and couldn't help but ease a finger up inside the hole. Krissy was still awaiting her final completion and rolled onto her back, still impaled on the young girl's finger. "Finish me and clean me up" she commanded Julia. Seconds later she was cumming in a screaming breathless fit, Julia's fingers reaming her arse, her tongue lapping up Ryan's cum as it was pumped from Krissy.

Thinking she was done, Julia began to ease away. "What about my arse? That needs cleaning as well" Kris questioned. It was to be one last act that would establish who was in charge in this tableaux. 

On all fours, Krissy reached back and grabbed Julia's hair, pulling her face into her rudely exposed arse crack. This was no trauma for Julia. Her own fingers subtly finished her own pleasure as she enjoyed this task asked of her. Krissy moaned her appreciation.

The guys sat there, slowly fisting themselves, unable to quite believe what they were involved in. "You two, go to my room and wait for me there, your night isn't over yet" announced Krissy. 

"What are you going to do with them and what about me" asked Julia as the guys left.

"I am going to get real nasty with them. They don't know what they have started now. As for you, leave your phone number in my bag and then go home. I'll ring you very soon and we'll get together for some more fun like we had tonight. Ok?" replied Krissy.


"That would be amazing" said Julia, kissing Krissy passionately on the lips.



Krissy Takes A Holiday In The East



This story was inspired by something I saw while on holiday at this very hotel. I'd not really thought about older women being attractive to me, but couldn't get this couple out of my mind, unable to figure out their relationship. I swapped glances with the older one – if only she knew what I was fantasising about!

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It had been a long hard year at work. Krissy's business was going great guns and she decided she needed a break. She decided to ask Julia to accompany her, knowing fine well that her young girlfriend would accept and provide suitable 'entertainment' to satisfy Krissy's developing sexual tastes.

A couple of weeks later they found themselves poolside at the fabulous old school Bangkok Oriental Hotel, undoubtedly one of the best hotels in the Far East. They had got over the jetlag in the first day or two and taken in a few sights with the aid of a very pretty local guide, a student who worked as a tour guide to fund her studies.

The guide was obviously confused as to Krissy and Julia's relationship, close and touchy like sisters, but physically obviously not. They must be friends, but the way they were with each other was not like the other tourists she met. Typically Thai, she was far too polite to ask. Krissy enjoyed teasing her and making her blush and wondered what it would be like to corrupt this innocent young girl with the small boyish frame. She and Julia made love that night after speculating about the guide's tiny tits and whether or not she would have a shaved pussy or a soft black bush.

Day three and the girls decided just to chill out by the pool and enjoy the hazy sunshine. The pool was a standard 1920's type, long and rectangular, rather than the resort type which curves and is laid out to provide privacy to sunbathers. Here you sat out on the bed and could see everyone else lying facing the pool. Hidden behind sunglasses Krissy was able to watch the wealthy patrons of the Oriental enjoying the fruits of their labours. Mostly it was couples or wives on their own, but fortunately no kids – it just wasn't that kind of hotel thank God.

One couple confused Krissy. In fact they didn't look like a couple at all, mother and daughter perhaps? One was a slim brunette, about 19 years old, beautifully tanned and resplendent in a small bright red bikini. It wasn't just her imagination that the girl was capturing the attention of most of the men around the pool, but also her own lover, Julia.

The girl was holidaying with an older woman, early forties, but well kept. She was still toned, though curvaceous with it, her tits at least a D cup and her ass well rounded, but not flabby. The thing that struck Krissy was that the older woman showed no signs of previous pregnancy, any stretch marks or scars, and there was just a little similarity between her and the younger one. Their relationship was clearly not like Krissy's own with her young partner. She vowed to find out.

It wasn't hard to do. After lunch she waited to see where the couple set themselves down to catch the afternoon sun. Krissy positioned Julia and herself on the bed next to them. There would be no objection from Julia who was clearly captivated by the slim brunette. When the young girl headed for the pool, Krissy suggested with a knowing look that Julia might like a swim too. 

Even in this Krissy had been naughty, getting Julia to wear a white bikini that when wet showed her fantastic nipples in all their glory, the dark circles visible through the wet material and Julia's erect nipples utterly obvious against the material. Once in the pool, it didn't take Julia long to strike up a conversation with the girl. Stood against the wall in the shallow end, Julia's breasts were just above the waterline, and Krissy could see that the brunette was having difficulty in not obviously ogling them.

Both devoid of their young accomplices, it was an easy matter for Krissy to strike up a conversation with the older woman. Soon she learnt that her name was Maggie and the girl, her niece, was Sara. Maggie was a wealthy single woman who had never married and had no family of her own, so had offered to take her sister's daughter Sara away during her university holidays in England. Her parents were delighted that Maggie would be there to show Sara a bit of the world and look after her.

'Is she a bit of a handful' enquired Krissy.

'Not really, but she is a bit more mature than I give her credit for in some ways' replied Maggie. 'I see the way she turns the guys' heads here – oh how I wish I could still do that so easily...' she joked.

'I am sure they are looking when you walk past as well' complimented Krissy. 'You have nothing to be ashamed of!' Krissy wondered if the inference had been understood, but despite Maggie's blushes, she thought not.

At that moment they were interrupted by the two younger girls returning and towelling themselves down. Did Krissy just clock Maggie taking in Julia's fabulous tits? After brief introductions, Sara spoke.

'Maggie, Julia is going to show me the suite that she is staying in – it sounds awesome. We'll probably be down for a drink soon. See ya!'

Krissy looked at Julia and smiled – she knew what was happening. 'Have a great time the two of you and if there is anything you want, just charge it to the room. I'll send out the search parties if you aren't back by supper time'. Laughing and chatting they headed off leaving Krissy and Maggie to talk.

Krissy suggested that they might enjoy a cocktail or two while they chatted and sure enough this seemed to really relax Maggie, the conversation flowing ever easier. Krissy had pulled their beds closer together and from behind her sunny's was able to fully appreciate the physical charms of her new friend. Maggie's tits were huge, a fabulous cleavage encased in a pale blue bikini. The fact that she could easily get away with this style showed that time and nature had been kind to her. 

Maggie had long brown hair which she repeatedly brushed over her head in an incredibly unconscious but sexy way. Her full lips looked good enough to eat and it was all Krissy could do not to kiss her there and then. This was truly the first time that Krissy had looked at an older woman in this way.

A couple of hours had passed and there was no sign of Julia and Sara, not that they were missed. Krissy thought that Julia would probably be getting to know Sara very well by now...

Inevitably the conversation came round to relationships. Krissy asked why Maggie was not married and got the straightforward response of career had come first and it was all probably a bit late to worry about now. Maggie was bursting to ask the same question back, but could not have banked on the answer she would receive.

'Never quite met the right chap – anyway I'm now having far too much fun as a single girl. I get to play with who I want when I want...' Krissy left the last comment hanging. 

Maggie fell into the trap laid. 'So who is Julia then? Is she your niece or something?'

'Er no, nothing like that...' smiled Krissy as she prepared to drop the bombshell '...she is my lover. I have been fucking her for a few months now – amongst others, men and girls'.

Maggie's face was a picture. 'You mean you actually sleep together' she said rhetorically. Krissy nodded. Maggie was struggling to regain her composure and stammered a couple of comments along the lines of her not looking like a lesbian. Eventually a mix of the cocktails and curiosity took over. 'So why, how, what do you do?'

Krissy began gently with a straightforward admission that making love to a woman was pretty straightforward and utterly pleasurable, before letting Maggie know that she could tell her some more extreme stories if she wished. 

'I'm not sure Krissy – I've never really thought about this before...' However curiosity was clearly getting the better of her. 'I suppose it would be interesting to know though...' she said, blushing at her own forwardness, then again not thinking for a second that Krissy would be as graphic as she was. 

Krissy told her almost everything. She continued as she could see that Maggie was riveted to her every word, hands and fingers idly touching her body, though never overtly sexually, Krissy knew that the conversation was turning her new friend on. 

Suddenly it was dawning on Maggie that her niece was upstairs with a girl who liked to sleep with girls. 'Oh my god, will they being doing those things?' she spluttered. Krissy simply took her hand and said to follow.

Up in the suite, Krissy opened one door that lead through into what was a lounge area. Her suite had two bedrooms, but one of them was obviously in use from the moans and purring that were emanating from it. Krissy raised her finger to Maggie's lips, warning her to be quiet. As instructed, Julia had left the door open a little – Krissy had wanted at least a glimpse of that fabulous slim brunette body, her tiny tits a perfect opposite to Julia's.

And what a view it was. Sara was flat on her back, eyes screwed closed crying out obscenities and instructions to Julia, who in turn was diving into Sara's trimmed bush with all of her newly gained skills. It was quite likely that a finger was rammed up inside Sara's ass, judging from their positions and the appreciative noises coming from her lover.

Maggie was transfixed – she was watching a fabulous young woman feasting on her own niece, who herself was undeniably beautiful. Faced with her niece's nakedness, Maggie was forced to admit to herself that she had always somewhat more than admired the young relative's body, but never had she dreamt she would see it in action this way.

After watching spellbound for a few minutes, Krissy eased Maggie away from the door and led her out of the suite by the hand. 'Let's go to your room and talk about this eh?' said Krissy with a smile on her face. Talking was the last thing she had on her mind...

Once in side the room Krissy began her seduction proper without delay. She could tell how turned on Maggie was and knew she would take very little persuading. 'Pretty horny sight wasn't it?' she enquired rhetorically, and at the same time reaching out and stroking Maggie's face.

'I...I...never thought...god, I can't believe I was watching all that' she stammered looking at Krissy in a way that demanded acceptance that this was okay to feel.

Krissy came in for the kill - 'Of course watching is rarely as much fun as doing' at which point she eased forward and kissed Maggie full on the lips for a few moments longer than polite. 'Nobody need ever know if you are worried, but I suggest you take the holiday spirit and just go with it. It looks like Sara won't be missing you for a while yet'.

The mere mention of Sara's name inflamed both of their passions, Krissy just the pure lust for a fit young women, Maggie's an altogether deeper stimulus. They kissed again and Krissy pushed Maggie towards the bed. Before they tumbled backwards Krissy flicked open the catch on the older woman's bikini top. A small step back and a gaze at the breasts she had been dying to see revealed something different to the other girls Krissy had fucked. Maggie's tits were big and round, the nipples just starting to point slightly downwards, already semi erect despite the warmth. Krissy's hands could do nothing but brush across them from bottom to top, tracing the lines and shape of them as she resumed her passionate kissing.

Maggie was a passenger now, her head a swirl of images of her gasping niece, Julia's anus and pussy so rudely displayed and now of her own body being taken by this gorgeous slim blonde. She had never really thought of women so sexually before and yet here she was with her mind full of pussy and breasts, assholes and smooth soft skin. She was realising how much she wanted to be taken, no more than that, be fucked remorselessly, abandoning all previous notions of what was right and wrong.

She reached behind Krissy and undid her top. 'Let me see you naked' she whispered to her lover. Krissy smiled a knowing smile and dropped her top, stood up to let Maggie see her tiny A-cup chest certain that the contrast with Maggie's large soft breasts would turn Maggie on. Sure enough the gasp and the tentative outreaching hand confirmed her idea.

Not wishing to lose momentum and hugely turned on herself she quickly removed her G-string bottoms to reveal her tiny tuft of blonde pubic hair above an otherwise baby smooth pussy. 'And you' Krissy whispered as she reached over and slid down Maggie's bottoms. Delightfully she was well groomed but had a full pussy, and an aroused one at that judging from the aroma that told the blonde that her partner was ready.

Not wishing to tempt embarrassment at their nakedness, Krissy tumbled them to the bed. Kissing was quickly followed by hands squeezing and stroking breasts, bums, legs, stomachs and hair as both women found their way around each other. Eventually Krissy decided to get serious with their loving and slid a finger right through the middle of Maggie's pussy causing her partner to nearly explode there and then. 

She pushed on relentlessly, soon two, then three fingers twisting in and out of the soaking slit, thumb brushing clit, mouth ducking to breasts and neck. Maggie was powerless to resist as Krissy slid down the bed to the holy grail of concession from Maggie. As if to confirm what she was about to do Krissy offered a couple of fingers, freshly covered her lovers' own juices to Maggie, who in turn eagerly tasted herself on them.

For Maggie this was all a blur, her mind unable to keep up with the pace of the events unfolding with her body and mind, these gorgeous strangers who seemed to be uncovering a side to her personality that even she didn't know existed. Of course she had tasted herself before, but always on her own fingers or the cock of some man friend pushing himself into her mouth after sex. She now knew that she really did enjoy cleaning all those cocks that had cum inside her...

Krissy knew that the older woman was hers. Maggie eagerly sucked her fingers clean, a confirmation in Krissy's mind that she was ready to be taken in mind as well as body. Positioned between the beautiful thighs of her new friend, Krissy allowed herself a rye and knowing smile before gently descending toward the dark lush haired pussy in front of her. Maggie bit her bottom lip, held her breath and the back of Krissy's head and awaited the experienced touch of Krissy to continue. It came first with little kisses to the deep inner thighs, held and gently sucking, teasing ever closer to the soaking slit. Then it came, the long firm rasping tongue ploughing from the hole to the clit, the back again and again. 

Maggie's back arched, her eyes screwed closed at the incredible sensations. Krissy brought a finger into the equation and gently pressed it against Maggie's back passage. So wet was the opening that the tip of the finger made easy progress. This was a virgin orifice for the business woman, but this interference felt so right, gentle and caring. 

Krissy was desperately turned on herself. She dry humped the bed slowly, trying to give herself some relief though with little success. Her attention would have to be concentrated on Maggie for now and so it was. The groan and whimpers from above her told Krissy that this first orgasm would not take long to arrive. She began to speed up the licks, apply just that little more pressure for a minute or two than slow again and lighten the touch. The finger at the anus delved slightly deeper, then her other hand reach up and began to stroke and squeeze the large breasts of her lover. Krissy delighted in their feel, something new a different to Julia's biggish breasts, which were younger and firmer.

Maggie was almost at the point of no return and gave in willingly, loudly and certainly, forcing Krissy's face hard into her cunt. Krissy felt the liquid cum running from the dark pussy and lifted her face back to stare at her handiwork. Maggie was slumped back into the bed her legs lewdly spread, the dark pubic hair matted with copious juice and saliva. Krissy couldn't resist pushing a couple of fingers slowly into Maggie, then added another and yet another with ease.

A wicked thought entered her mind - could Maggie take a fist? She certainly wouldn't be expecting it, but Krissy had the evil thought now and decided to try. 'Maggie, you enjoyed that didn't you?' she probed rhetorically, 'Now lie back and trust me to take you even higher...'

A thumb now began to slide in alongside the palm. Gently twisting her hand Krissy was easing Maggie's cunt opening wider and wider. The low guttural moans told Krissy that permission was granted to continue with what she was doing and so she pressed on, firmly forcing her hand into Maggie's opening. 

'Don't you look and feel like such a horny slut now?' Krissy goaded, adding 'You see these pleasures are not just to be enjoyed by gorgeous young women like Sara'. It seemed that the mention of Sara electrified Maggie, Krissy sensing that a picture in Maggie's mind may well have featured her own niece. 

In turn Maggie's own hand seemed to involuntarily slide down to her own clit, teasing it and adding to the pleasures she was taking. The other hand kneaded and squeezed her own breast, pulling hard at the nipple and making it swell and harden with the blood rushing to it.

There was no way she was going to avoid another orgasm now, fuller than she had ever been before. Sure enough her head was thrown back, her legs wide apart, both mind and body given over totally to her surprising new lover. Maggie's cum was huge; her whole body convulsed on the bed, her cries desperate and breathless, her slit now rudely stretched but sopping wet with her juices.

'God Krissy, I never... that was... I can't believe I just came so hard. That was... unbelievable.' She stammered her appreciation of Krissy's technique. Thanks were all well and good, but now Krissy needed relief and she was going to extract it from Maggie this very minute.

She slid up the bed and once again thrust her fingers into Maggie's mouth, forcing her to clean them off before descending onto her with a passionate and exploring kiss. Maggie could taste herself on Krissy and shivered as she pictured again the blonde licking her pussy. 

The kiss lasted but a minute or two before Krissy suddenly knelt up on the bed and straddled Maggie's face. For a moment, Maggie's courage of the last couple of hours desserted her - 'I don't know if I can Krissy, I've never...' – she was cut off in mid sentence by Krissy forcing herself on her. 

Instinctively Maggie just did what she wanted to be done to her. Her reluctance was the last vestige of her old sexual being and it evaporated instantly. Here she was, a successful businesswoman, mature and sexually experienced, flat on her back drinking and licking at the sodden pussy of a near stranger, her own pussy gaping wide from the fucking it had just endured, and she loved it. Fingers joined tongue in exploring her partner, opening the pussy lips, seeking out Krissy's now enormously swollen clit and at one point even tentatively introducing a finger tip to Krissy's lubricated ass.

Krissy was getting close to her own cum, and began to drive down harder, at the same time making small rubbing motions up and down Maggie's face. The thrusting soon brought its desired result, and she cried out loudly as she came, urging the older woman to continue her onslaught until she was totally spent. 

Collapsing back down the two women held each other, this time more passionate and soft, kisses and caresses bringing them both security and affirmation. Then from the door of the room came a voice...

'Aunt Maggie and Krissy, that was amazing to see – we clearly have made a discovery today!' There at the door were Julia and Sara. Julia was smiling, seeing that her plan had come to such a perfect conclusion, Sara gazing in awe at the scene before her.




Krissy Takes A Holiday In The East



Krissy was the first to speak. 'Sara, we saw you and Julia too – that looked equally as hot. Why don't you show your Aunt your own technique as I think she is about ready to try again?'

Sara looked at her Aunt's dark pussy, so different from her own and that of Julia, herself now urging Sara forward. Krissy stood and faced Sara. She wasn't going to pass up the chance to at least hold this exquisite brunette. She held Sara's face and kissed her full on, hands roaming across her body and a finger inserting itself into a soaking and readily open hole. Julia starred at the scene, her lover kissing her latest conquest, the older woman fixated on the kiss lying on the bed beginning to finger her own gaping hole, trying to regain some feeling in it.

Sara then showed her confident side. 'Aunt, it looks like you like to be dominated and to be honest, I like the thought of fucking an older woman like you who will do whatever I demand.' And with that she descended on Maggie's pussy. She had seen the fisting take place and was intrigued to see the result close up. 'I'm going to call you Maggie from now on, not Aunt, and I'm going to take a share of that soaking pussy in front of me'. With that she began to force her fingers into Maggie and rasp her tongue across the clit above. 

Krissy and Julia kissed as lovers and slid down to join in. It would be some night that followed. Maggie was fucked and sucked, made to bring each of them to orgasm after orgasm and used in every conceivable way by the three younger women, who in turn enjoyed each other as well. 

The combinations were endless, the sex fabulous -what a holiday it was for all of them.



Krissy's Bold Plan



Note: This story is entirely fictional. Even so, it depicts a tale concerning two adult-aged individuals. On another note, fantasy roleplay is a healthy form of sexual expression among consenual, unrelated adults -- always over the age of 18. 

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Krissy could not pinpoint the moment that she started to see her father differently. It was just that somehow, over time, she began to notice how appealing he was in so many ways. Maybe it was the way that other women reacted to him – instantly taken in by his good looks, charm and genuine concern and empathy for others. While she was selfish for most of her teenage years – not appreciating the way that he loved and cared for her – now that she was a young woman, she could see how lucky she was to have him as her father. Truthfully, she adored him. 

Following that onset of newfound appreciation, Krissy started to feel drawn to him in ... other ways. And the moment that started she CAN pinpoint. For a long time, her Daddy was strict, not permitting Krissy to date until she turned 18. Of course, this seemed frustrating and unfair, especially when everyone she knew was in a relationship or at LEAST hooking up. She threw a few hissy fits about this, all to no avail. And the one time she lied to him and got caught while just PLANNING the date ... well ...she was not about to do that again. 

Almost immediately after her 18th birthday, Krissy had a date. She was on the verge of gleeful and really playing it up for her father. It turned out, however, that Jimmy was nothing short of brutish. When accepting a date from Mike a couple of weeks later, well... It was the same thing. And when Gabe treated her just about the same...she came home, ran upstairs, and burst into tears in her bedroom. 

Krissy heard a soft knock at the door and her gut instinct was to yell, "go away!" After a pause, the door opened a crack, and then some more. 

"Dad! I really want to be left alone... Please..." she said, but not with real conviction. 

He came in anyway, and sat, silent, on the edge of her bed. She stayed where she was, sitting on the floor, knees drawn up to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs, head bent down and resting on her knees, back leaning against the bed, just a couple of feet away from where her Daddy sat, continuing to hold his silence. 

"Why does every guy have to be such a jerk?!" she burst out suddenly.

Krissy jerked her head toward her father, daring him to say, "I told you so," but he did not. What she saw was complete love and care and concern. Enough to soften her and to help her open up to sharing her real feelings with him. 

"Daddy," she said, "Is that really how all guys are going to act? I mean, I have gone out on three dates now, and all they seem interested in is..."

With this, she looked up into her Daddy's face. He was not judging, just listening. He moved closer to her, staying seated on the bed, reached out a hand and stroked her wet cheek, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. 

"Tell me, sweetie..." he said softly. 

She took a deep, shuddering breath. 

"All they are interested in is ... touching me. And getting their groping hands all over me and ... sex. That is what they want! I mean..."

She stole a glance at her father again...

"I mean, I am CURIOUS about that and all, but... God! Can't we go out on a few dates first?!"

Her father made a bizarre sound between a laugh and a growl, probably thinking that he would like to rip apart the guy who wanted to get in his little girl's pants and knowing exactly how it is that guys operate. 

"Krissy. Sweetie," Daddy said. "You have to be patient. That was only a few dates. And NOT that I approve, but you can hardly blame them for wanting to look more closely at your beautiful self. I might have done the same thing at their age if I were on a date with someone like you. You have to have faith that the RIGHT guy will come along for you. And he will love and cherish you as you deserve. I promise, sweetie..."

She considered him for a moment, wiping some stray tears from her eyes. And THAT was the moment – right there – that she started to REALLY see her Daddy differently. She knew, at that very moment that she wanted him to be that 'right guy'. And she knew that he would be perfect. 

Krissy started to formulate a plan that very night. 

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Although...it was not as easy as she had thought it would be. For the next few weeks, she tried prancing around the house in some filmier than usual shirts and nighties. She knew if she tried to wear something scandalous out of the house, that would just make him angry. So she avoided that. She tried making him dinner and hanging around the house more often...watching TV with him...snuggling close to him on the couch... But he seemed to just be his usual self – not noticing what she was trying to do at all. Frankly, she was starting to feel a little desperate... 

One night, she was doing her usual chores around the house and when emptying the trash can in her father's office, she noticed a catalog partially buried under some other papers in the garbage. She pulled it out carefully...it was a catalog filled with some of the nastiest looking pictures she had every laid eyes on... and they were all on DVD covers. She was shocked that her Daddy had this. Maybe it was a mistake. But...then again, maybe it wasn't. And then, the lightbulb went on in her head... Time for drastic measures.

She took the catalog up to her bedroom. After examining page after page at least three or four times each, she decided... Krissy was going to order a DVD called 'Who's Your Daddy' ... that should probably get the message across! She smiled to herself and snuck into her Daddy's bedroom, taking his credit card from his dresser, and placed the order that very night. Well, that is step one, she thought...

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A week later, her package arrived. She was grateful that Daddy usually did not get home until later in the evening, so there were no problems. 

She had given phase two careful consideration. First, she was going to check out the video herself – just to see what it was all about. Honestly, she had no idea what to expect. For the most part, she really had been a good and even fairly conservative girl. Krissy never gave much consideration to smut and porn – it was not something that she ever THOUGHT was around the house and certainly it was not something she ever discussed with her girlfriends. 

After watching the video, her plan was to load the disc into Daddy's DVD player in his bedroom and to time it so that when he came out of the shower and turned on the television – like he did every single night – the video would be playing. It would all have to be carefully planned and timed. Krissy would listen for the water in the shower to come on and sneak in to load the DVD. He would not be in there any more than ten minutes, so not much could go wrong. She would then wait outside his door and ... see what his reaction was before making her move. Brazen, yes, but now that she had this idea in her mind, she could scarcely thing of anything else. And the boldness of her plan...well...it excited her.

Krissy trotted up to her room happily...anxious to watch the video and to put her big plan into play. She shut the bedroom door, sat at her desk, and put the DVD into her laptop. She wasn't sure what to expect from her very first porn flick...but what appeared on the screen was not what she had anticipated. 

The Daddy on screen was...well...he was nothing like her Daddy at all! He was kind of rough, and brutish, and not sweet and loving in the least! Some of the things she saw looked like they might hurt, although the woman in the movie did not seem to mind. In fact, she rather looked like she was enjoying it. Would SHE have to make noises like that when being ... fucked?! She could feel her cheeks burning red hot while she watched one "Daddy" after another have sex with different women. She also felt something else... Krissy had not realized that she had perched herself on the very edge of her chair, rocking back and forth as she watched. And she noticed now that she was ... wet ... down there. 

Despite the cheek-slapping, and spanking, and very hard fucking with those huge dicks that made her a little nervous, she was aroused! She reached a hand down inside of her jeans, feeling the soft patch of hair at her fingertips and then the wetness that instantly coated her fingers as she pushed her hand down further. She shuddered as her finger moved over her clit – it felt like a jolt of electricity passed through her! 

Even though she continued to think about how these men were nothing like her Daddy, she also continued to rock in her seat, playing with herself, causing her body to shake a little as she stroked along her clit and in between her pussy lips. She had certainly touched herself there before, but something always made her stop. No matter what attention she paid to herself down there, it always felt good. It seemed that in every movie she had seen that involved sex that...well...there was more to it than meets the eye. And now, watching the movie, she saw these girls -- these women, really -- screaming out and cumming. She was entranced. 

As she watched, she continued to touch herself, noticing that she was becoming more and more exciting. Grinding herself a little harder on the chair. Her hips seemed to find a natural rhythm, moving in small circles as she poked at her hole with her middle finger. Her movements even mimicked the girls on the screen at at times. She actually found herself making tiny little moaning sounds a few times as she watched one particular Daddy cock pushing into his girls tight pussy. Every time she saw him move inside of her, she thought about how it would feel to have her Daddy's cock inside of her. In the back of her mind somewhere, she wondered if her little hole that she was touching would stretch wide enough to accommodate a big cock like that. That thought in particular seemed to trigger something inside of her. 

She closed her eyes, listening to the sounds from the computer and imagined it was her and her Daddy. She moaned as she pressed and circled her clit, leaning back in the chair and putting one foot up on the desk. 

"Daddy's cock," she whispered... "Fuck me, Daddy. Mmm... yes. Fuck your girl harder..." She felt a need like she never had before and found herself panting. Her muscles tensed and tighted. Her back arched forward. And as Krissy came for the very first time ever, she cried out, "Oh... Daddy!"

She gasped and as her breathing slowed, her hand still in her pants, cupping her mound, she sighed. Content. Relaxed. "Wow," she thought. 

The movie ended and she sat there, partially shocked, excited, scared... and more. What would her Daddy think when he saw these things on HIS TV and then his little girl walking in, basically telling him that she wants the very same thing?! But...she didn't really want the VERY same thing, after all. Her Daddy was sweet and sensitive and completely different. She would explain that ... at some point, she was sure. 

Krissy pulled her hand out of her jeans and saw the wetness clinging to them. She wiped them on her jeans and and took out the DVD. She would execute her plan tonight...

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As soon as she heard the water running in the shower, Krissy dashed into her Daddy's bedroom and grabbed the remote. A voice came booming out of the speakers and she quickly hit mute and then turned the volume down. She glanced nervously over her shoulder. The water was still running. She put the DVD in and hit play. She turned up the volume so that it was soft, but the image was 'loud' enough, she thought. She was about to put on a different scene -- one that was not as 'rough' -- when she heard the water in the shower turn off. She hastily hit the power button on the TV, leaving the DVD running and ran out of the room. Now when her Daddy turned on the TV... She squealed a little at the thought...

Once in her room, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing one of her cutest little sleep outfits...tiny little shorts that hugged her butt and a little top showed her clearly pronounced nipples... She bit her lip a little. She felt something in the pit of her stomach. She was excited and terrified all at once. She went to her door, cracked it, and listened... Krissy waited to see if anything would happen. She stood there ten minutes and listened -- the movie continued and Daddy still did not appear. 

She heard her father in the bedroom and then heard the distinct sound of the TV turning on. She could feel her cheeks turn red as she heard those sounds -- muffled from the other room as they were -- knowing it was that first scene that her Daddy... HER Daddy...was now watching. She opened the door a little more and crept down the hallway. His door was still ajar and she leaned closer, wanting to see. Krissy's heart was racing! 

She peeked around the door frame and saw her Daddy standing there, in front of the TV... the towel from his shower had fallen to his feet. He was standing there, stroking his cock as he watched the screen! Her eyes captured everything as though it were a snapshot...Krissy saw that fat purple cockhead just like in movie she watched. His hand wrapped around it the same way. She covered her mouth to stifle a gasp and yanked her head away from the door. Her mind was racing...her knees were jelly. She leaned against the wall outside of his door... Could she actually go through with this?! She wasn't sure... But...she DID want to see more. How that vision excited her -- she put her hand down her shorts and pressed her palm to her little pussy and groaned softly. She had SEEN her Daddy's cock! One more peek before she determined if she had the courage...

As she started to lean around the door frame, expected to still see him standing in the same place across the room, she instead was greeted with her Daddy's torso immediately in front of her eyes... She yelped and her natural instinct was the jump back, but Daddy reached out and grabbed her arm... She looked up into his eyes, stammering, no words coming out. 

"What were you just doing?" Daddy asked in a fiercely quiet voice. His hand was trembling on her arm... 

"I..I..I..nothing!" Krissy shook her head violently...trying to assure him that it was in fact nothing.

"Like HELL it was nothing," he said. His eyes narrowed. "I just saw you masturbating in the hallway outside of my door... Now what the FUCK is going on?!"

Krissy took a deep breath. 

"Daddy, I..." She looked up at him. He was calm, but beet red and very stern looking. "Remember when... when we were talking recently? And you said all that stuff about the right guy and everything? Well... I was just thinking... that I DO want the right guy." Now Krissy started rambling. "And I want the right guy to be you and you said that he would love and cherish me and you already do and I tried to get your attention and you didn't even LOOK at me so then I found that catalog and your trash and stole your credit card and ordered it and put it in there and was hoping that maybe you would...you know...get the idea..." she finished lamely.

"STEALING my credit card to order PORNOGRAPHY so that you could do WHAT?!" He was upset now, looking incredulous. "Do you have ANY idea what you are asking for? Any idea about what you really WANT here?!" He lowered himself so that he was exactly at eye-level with her.

"I think so, Daddy... I mean... I thought so." She sniffled a little and shook her arm. She could feel the tight grip that he maintained this whole time. 

He stood up straight and yanked her, hard, into his room, jerking her toward the TV. 

"And you thought THIS was going to help me understand how you feel and what you want? These little girl sluts and their daddies?!" 

His eyes moved from the screen to her face. Krissy was staring at Daddy's very hard cock. Now that they were in the same room... no longer leaning around the door jam, she was very aware of his nakedness... and couldn't help herself. Her eyes took it all in. It looked similar to the cocks she had seen in the movie. She wondered how it would be to feel it in her mouth... 

She was snatched from her reverie by Daddy, grasping her chin firmly and tilting her head up. 

"What have you been up to, girl," he said, "that I don't know about?! HUH?! Have you been out there whoring yourself out to young guys?!" He shook her chin.

Now THIS accusation made her mad. She grabbed his wrist and yanked it so that it pulled away from her face.

"You think you raised a little slut?! NO," she screamed. "I WANTED YOU! JUST you. And you didn't even notice or care!" Her voice cracked and she whimpered a little. 

Daddy's face softened slightly. 

"Daddy. I just love you and really wanted YOU to be the right guy, like you said. And I just didn't know how to get your attention. So I found this in your office and ... well. This was my big plan. I didn't really think too much beyond this..." 

She looked at him mournfully. 

"Why were you touching yourself outside of my door, Krissy," he asked in an even tone, just a couple of feet from her. 

"I remembered from when I was watching it before, that ... well... it made me feel good down there. And, well... your cock, Daddy... it looks so good..." she finished with a whisper.

"You watched this DVD already, baby?" he asked. He looked at the screen again. The woman in the movie was sucking her Daddy's cock. And he was "making" her do it so that her lips were right up against his body. She squeezed her eyes really tightly shut in the movie. "What do you think about what he's doing to her, Krissy? Did you like to see that Daddy doing that with her?"

He looked at her now with a different gaze. One of curiosity and ... burning. Intensity. His eyes even travelled over her body, stopping at her nipples poking at the flimsy fabric of her shirt. Krissy could feel her face turn red.

"Well, I.." She stopped. She had not expected to have to actually SAY these things to her Daddy. She wasn't sure what she had expected. She shrugged and looked down at the floor, but stopped again at the sight of her Daddy's cock. 

"TELL me, Krissy. Tell me NOW." 

"I thought... well... I liked some of it, but some of it was not what I ... expected. Some stuff looked a little hard to do. And sometimes it looked like he might be treating her badly..." She continued staring down, trying not to notice when her Daddy's cock twitched...

"LOOK at me, girl," he said. And she did. "He was not treating her badly, Krissy. Sometimes... when two people ... play... and have sex like that... Well. It can seem that way, but really... sometimes people just enjoy that kind of thing. Sometimes..." and he stared at her intently...."Sometimes, daddies get that way with their little girl sluts..."

He reached out and stroked her cheek with his thumb. She was confused by the look in his face. It was love, but it was something else that she had NEVER seen there before. 

"Sweetie...do you still want to Daddy to be your 'right guy'... To help you learn and understand what you are seeing here? Is that really what you want?" He took her chin again. "You must be certain of your answer, Krissy... Tell me."

She looked at her Daddy and felt a flutter in her stomach. "Yes, Daddy. I want that..."

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Chapter 2 to follow...