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The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 01

By: Sassy Susan



THE SORORITY SISTERS, Crème No.1 -- A fantasy for Susan

Introduction:

Crème came to me a month ago, a shy, timid girl who wanted to spread her wings. We chatted and got acquainted, and she told me about her limited sexual experience and mild fantasies. To learn more and perhaps break her out of her reticence, I asked her to write an erotic fantasy story for me.

The rules were simple. Write about anything that comes into your head. Do not censor what comes to you, just write it down. No editing, no filtering. Just write. And when it is done -- and you will know when it is done -- send it to me.

After a short delay she came back with a single question, "Mistress, may I put you in the story?" The answer, of course, was yes; there can be no limitations placed on this type of creative writing; anything goes.

This, with a little editing for grammar, paragraph formation, and image adjustment, is what Crème sent to me.

Susan James

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Susan, 

Here it is...my fantasy tale assignment for you. I am ashamed by parts of it, but you asked me to send you what came out of my mind, without editing. And I have. I hope you don't think badly about me....

I am standing in a dark room. I don't know how I got here. I am a bit frightened. I call out, "Is anyone here? Hello, can anybody hear me?"

Silence, followed by more silence. I call out again.......nothing. The only sound I can hear is my heart beating like crazy. I continue waiting......I would leave but I don't know which way to go. Finally, after several minutes I hear a door opening. The lights in the room come on and in walks a large Black man. He is wearing a black hood over his head with openings cut out for his eyes, nose and mouth. He is wearing black leggings and no shirt. This man is absolutely huge.

Standing beside him is a strange, ugly man. At least I think it is a man. He is only about five feet tall and very hairy. He looks like some kind of large dwarf with a hunchback stance. The hair on his head looks dirty and disheveled, hanging down to his shoulders. It is a dirty blond color as is all the hair almost covering his misshapen body. In the dim light his eyes seem to glow -- an intense bright blue that look startling in this weird "person." He is naked except for a broad leather collar. A leash leads from the collar to the Black man's hand.

The Black man drops the leash and says to his companion, "Stay here, Yellow." His voice is as deep as his skin is dark. He walks away from the obedient Yellow, and comes toward me. He stops about three feet in front of me. I am scared.

He says, "Take your clothes off." I do nothing. I stand there mesmerized......shaking. 

He says in a slightly louder voice, "I said take your clothes off.....now."

I am terrified. I can tell this man is serious now. I am afraid of the consequences if I disobey him. I begin removing my clothes and dropping them on the floor. Soon I am naked.....stark raving naked. I can feel myself trembling.

The man then says, "Follow me." I know I must do as he says.

He leads me out of the room and we begin walking down a long hallway until we stop at another door. He opens this door and lets me walk into the room first. Then he follows me in and closes the door behind us. 

This room is dark except for a single light bulb hanging from a cord in the middle of the room. He hits a button on the wall and I watch two chains slowly descend from the ceiling. There is a large ring fastened to the end of each chain. The Black man leads me over to stand underneath the light and the rings hanging from the ceiling. I watch as he removes two sets of hand cuffs from his pocket. He then attaches a handcuff to each of my wrists and then attaches the other end to one of the rings. He returns to the button on the wall and he raises the chain until my arms are stretched out straight up in the air. I think I detect a cruel smile on the Black man's face right before he turns and leaves.

The room is silent again and I am even more terrified than before. What is this all about? How did I get here? All I have is questions.........questions without answers.

After about five minutes I think I can hear a sound. It is slowly getting louder. It's getting closer. It is a familiar sound......it sounds like high heels walking on a hard floor. The door opens and someone enters the room but I cannot see who it is. The person begins to move toward me and eventually enters the limited area of light in this room. It is you Susan!

My eyes are as big as saucers as I take in your appearance. You are wearing a very sheer white flowing gown of some sort that almost reaches the floor. There are very long slits running up each side of the gown. Because the gown is so sheer I can easily see what you are wearing underneath. You have on a beautiful white bustier with garters. Attached to the garters are sheer white stockings. A tiny pair of delicate white panties completes your ensemble. Susan, I have never seen you more beautiful, more sexy. The white lingerie against your bronze-tanned skin is incredibly sensual.

You walk right up to me and grab my face and then your mouth is on mine and your tongue plunges into my mouth as you begin passionately kissing me. After an extended kiss you break off and move your face back from mine a few inches. I am trying to catch my breath when I hear you say, "Do you know the importance of obeying me."

Like a fool I stumble over my response as I say, "I don't know what you mean......well yes, I think so." I can tell that you are not pleased with my answer.

Then you say, "I don't like your uncertainty. I think you need a reminder lesson." You raise your hand and ask me, "Do you know what this is Creme?" I reply, "Yes Susan, it is a whip."

You reply, "Well, to be more precise, it's called a riding crop." Then you add, "Do you know what this is used for, Crème?"

I slowly shake my head No. You lower your hand and slowly draw the riding crop up one side of my inner thighs and then the other. Then you slowly draw the crop between my pussy slips moving it in an agonizingly slow manner.

Then you say, "This is used to make sure young girls like you know fully well how important and necessary it is to obey me."

You turn and begin to walk around to stand behind me. It is so silent that I could have heard a pin drop. I am doing everything I can to slow my racing heart but without success. There is a long moment of silence. Then I hear a strange unfamiliar sound .........a swishing sound......and then a second later I feel the stinging pain of the crop smacking the cheek of my ass. I lunge forward at the same time that I scream out in shock and pain. This is immediately followed by another blow from the riding crop on my other ass cheek. The blows continue to fall on my ass in rapid succession.

After several minutes of this relentless whipping I am now intimately familiar with the swishing sound. I am sobbing from the pain now and I imagine that my ass is bright red from the marks caused by the beating.

You move back in front of me and trace all around my breasts with the tip of the riding crop. You begin roughly flipping the tip back and forth against my nipples. Then you reach down and again draw the entire length of the crop through the lips of my pussy. You notice that the crop is wet with my juices.

You kiss me deeply again and then look into my eyes as you say, "Do you know now how important it is to obey me?"

I literally exhale my answer, "Yesssss." I notice you smile at me. I am content for the moment at least knowing that I have pleased you. I watch you walk over to the wall and hit the button to lower my arms. Then you walk back to me and begin fastening a collar around my neck. You attach one end of a leash to a ring on the collar. Finally you remove my wrists from the handcuffs. You pull the end of the leash and say, "Come with me."

You take me down the hallway to another room. This one is much different from the rooms I have been in so far this night. It is nicely decorated with a huge, four-poster, canopied bed in the middle of the room. Soft lighting is provided by a lamp on the nightstand.

We enter the room and you close the door and walk over to the side of the bed. I follow closely behind you as you have me on a short leash. Once we reach the bed you turn and look at me intently. Then you pull the leash downward sharply and my head jerks quickly in response. I know the signal and drop to my knees in front of you. You begin to sway gently back and forth as you grasp the edge of your long white gown and begin to move it back and forth. Each movement of your gown gives me a peek at the enticing treasure that lies hidden on the other side. It is obvious now what both of us want. You grasp more of the sheer material and raise it just enough for me to have a clear view of your crotch. "Take my panties off now, Crème," you say.

My hands are trembling as I reach up to grab the edge of this wisp of silky material and begin to slowly draw it down your firm thighs. I feel as if I have been hypnotized as I lovingly stare at your bare pussy as it comes into view. 

I continue to slide your panties down your legs and off your feet as I look intently at your beautiful cunt. You tighten your hold on the leash as you draw my face towards your pussy.

I can smell you, Susan. I want to bury my tongue inside you......we both know it......and within seconds that is exactly what I am doing. My tongue is moving through every inch.....every fold of your pussy as it gathers up your sweet juices to pull back inside my mouth. My tongue now moves to your clitoris and our instruments of love begin to dance together. I am lost in sensual ecstasy now......I never want this experience to end......but suddenly you jerk the leash and pull my face away from your pussy. I am dazed and confused.

I look up at you and you give me this look that seems to say.....be patient my love. You turn around and present your ass to me. You lean forward against the edge of the bed with your ass slightly raised and pushed out. God Susan, your ass is exquisite.....perfectly shaped. I am even more turned on now than I was a few minutes ago when I was eating your pussy. I can see that perfect rosebud of yours right above your cunt lips. I can't decide what I want more......I want all of you! You pull the leash forward and bring my face up against your beautiful ass.

I begin kissing your cheeks.....worshipping this beautiful part of your anatomy. My tongue makes its initial contact with your rosebud and I succumb to my lusty desires. I begin pushing my tongue deeper into your ass, and I taste for the first time the tangy flavor of your dark, secret self. I feel like I am about to experience my own little orgasm from the pleasure I am receiving by fucking your ass with my tongue. Just when I think both of us are approaching the pinnacle of desire you pull my face away from pleasuring you.

I am stunned.......disappointed. I am hungry with desire for you. Of course, you know that even better than I. You have steadily worked me up to this point. I don't know where any of this is heading. I don't understand any of this madness.

You move to get on the bed and gently pull on the leash to have me follow you. You begin to place soft kisses all around my face. It feels so gentle......so loving. I feel like I am floating on a cloud with the sensual sensations I feel from your kisses. You begin to whisper as you kiss me.

"Crème, it's not fair that just you and I enjoy all this immense pleasure. There is someone else we need to think about. It's the right thing to do.....to be thoughtful......to be considerate of the needs and desires of others.....Don't you agree, my little one?" 

You can tell by the look on my face that I am clueless and totally confused by what you are saying. Again, you repeat the coments......trying to massage these thoughts into my inner brain. I am still unsure what is going on here but I don't say anything. Then you tell me to wait right here and you slowly get off the bed and walk over to a door. I hear you open it and leave the room.

I am puzzled by what is happening. I just want you to come back......I want to continue eating your pussy.....I want to bury my tongue in your beautiful ass. I just want you Susan. I don't understand why any of this is happening. Then I think about the image of the large Black man. I start to panic. I think that can't be who you have gone to get....NO, it can't be..... NO... please, no. But it's worse than that....much worse.

Soon I hear you reenter the room, but I also hear the patter of bare feet. I hear other sounds that I should recognize but my brain is not working very well right now. I hear you close the door. I hear these motions.... light, padding footsteps approach the bed. I look up to see you holding the leash of the yellow haired person. Your hand is close to the collar. My brain is completely turned off at this point. I am totally and utterly confused. 

You say, "Creme, this is my friend, Yellow." 

I say, "Susan, what is going on? What is this all about?"

You turn and sternly tell Yellow to stop and he promptly obeys you. He is panting and seems a little agitated. You get back on the bed and begin kissing me again. You are softly whispering to me, "Creme, remember I told you that it's not fair for only us to be experiencing all this pleasure. We have to think about the needs of others"

You begin to position me in the middle of the bed......on my hands and knees. Suddenly the horror of what you have in mind leaps into my brain. I am shocked......horrified beyond belief. I cry out, "Susan, you can't possibly be thinking......."

You softly say, "Ssssshhhhh, Creme."

I begin to cry. I start to whimper my protest, "Susan, no.......this can't be......this is wrong........so wrong." 

You begin to caress me and run your fingers through my hair. You tell me, "Creme, don't think about things that way. Be open minded. Be kind.....be considerate of others......Yellow has needs too. He wants you to satisfy those needs."

I continue crying. I am shaking my head slowly back and forth. But you continue caressing and comforting me. You continue kissing me...... whispering into my ear, "Creme, Yellow understands your needs too......he will take good care of you. Remember what I said earlier about how important it is to obey me."

I feel you reach your hand down and touch my pussy. Then you say, "See how wet you are Creme."

You continue whispering in my ear until you sense that I have regained control of my emotions. Then you pat the bed several times and say, "Come on Yellow, up here."

I can feel Yellow moving around on the bed. I can hear him breathing. He seems more agitated now. My entire body is trembling. I have lost the ability to process any information in my brain. I am not sure what is happening or what is supposed to happen next. Then I feel your fingers parting my pussy lips and you push against my inner thighs indicating you want me to spread my legs out wider. I do as you want. Then I feel your fingers being removed from inside my pussy. I hear the distinct sounds of licking and I know that Yellow is now licking your fingers clean of my juices. Then I hear you say, "It's ok Yellow....it's ok.....go ahead."

I feel Yellow's breath on my pussy lips and I shudder and instinctively move forward to avoid the contact. You place your hand on my hip and say, "Be still Creme."

Yellow's nose brushes against my pussy. Then I feel his long wet tongue take a swipe at the length of my pussy. I gasp out loud at this sudden sensation. Yellow's tongue again traces the entire length of my pussy, first up and down, and then back and forth more times than I can count. Somewhere deep inside I know that this is very wrong and I should try to stop it, but I am powerless to do anything. The strange being that is Yellow continues probing my entire pussy. I have never felt anything so incredible in my life, and I am completely ashamed to admit how good it feels. Yellow's tongue is reaching areas deep inside my pussy that have never been touched by a human tongue before, if you can call this strange creature human.

I can feel you moving on the bed now toward my head which is down flush against the bedspread. I raise my head slightly and am greeted by one of the most erotic images I have ever seen.

You are sitting in front of me now with your beautiful thighs spread wide. You are slowly inching your pussy towards my waiting mouth. I am delirious with lust now caused both by Yellow's incessant licking and probing of my pussy with his large tongue and the sudden appearance of your gorgeous pussy. I begin feasting on your cunt with reckless abandon. Somehow the joy I am experiencing eating your pussy and the glorious sensations in my pussy are convincing me that everything else that is happening is somehow sane.

Suddenly, Yellow stops tonguing me. I can feel him shifting around on the bed and then suddenly I feel him climb up onto my back....his legs pressing against the outside of my thighs. I am horrified at this development but have no strength to fight this large hideous creature Your hands are holding my head tight against your pussy making sure I continue pleasuring you and that is what I do ......gladly. I can feel Yellow start to wildly thrust his haunches against me, seemingly without any purpose. I can feel his long hard penis grazing back and forth on the inside of one of my thighs and then the other. Then I feel it touch my lower belly as he continues his wild thrusting. Yellow growls a couple of times and it is apparent that his excitement and frustration is increasing by the second.

You realize what is happening now and you place your hand on my forehead and push my face away from your wet pussy momentarily, denying me my pleasure. I look up at you, upset at this development. Then I hear you say, "You are going to have to help him enter you."

I slowly process what you have just said to me. I have no idea what my brain comprehends anymore. I seem to be floating in another world. I hear another loud growl......I feel this hard object sliding rapidly back and forth between my thighs....bouncing off my stomach. I can smell your pussy......your extreme level of arousal. I want to get my tongue back inside you but I feel the palm of your hand pressed against my forehead. There are a thousand images rushing through my brain. I want to scream out at the top of my lungs....Help!!!!! But instead I reach down between my thighs........trying to find it......trying to channel its energy......trying to direct it toward its target.

I am afraid to grasp this wet, warm erection. Instead, I try to guide it with the palm of my hand.....closer.......closer. Then it happens! Every ounce of air in my lungs comes rushing out as Yellow lunges forward with a powerful thrust burying the entire length of his penis inside me. Yellow yelps as he instantly recognizes his goal has been achieved.

Susan, you are also in tune with this sudden turn of events and you bring my mouth back to the opening of your vagina. I find this comforting as I once again begin devouring your pussy.......looking for that thicker white cum that I know is hidden inside. Yellow has begun to fuck me with reckless abandon. His penis is like a jack hammer......thrusting in and out at an incredible rate. The three of us are rapidly building to some type of amazing crescendo. There is no letup in this feverish activity as Yellow continues to wildly fuck me. I have lost track of the number of times I have already come. Then I feel his penis begin to swell up inside me and seconds later I can feel it ejaculate deep inside me. It literally feels like a water cannon exploding inside me. I come again as I feel Yellow slow his steady thrusts as he pumps into me a few more times and then one final thrust as he impales me with his penis.


The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 01



You recognize the incredible intensity of the experience I have just endured and you move out from under me and begin to caress different parts of my body, trying to calm me. You tell me to remain still until Yellow dismounts from me. I can hear you whispering to Yellow. It sounds like you are praising him......almost congratulating him. After another minute or so, I feel the penis inside me begin to shrink and then Yellow pulls out and gets off me. My body slumps on the bed and I just lie there in a crumpled heap. You continue holding me. Within minutes your caresses and soft, whispering assurances have calmed me and I drift off to sleep.

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Susan, I don't know what to title this. You are so good at that, I'll leave that up to you. I have completed your assignment. I worry what you may think about me after reading this shocking tale. I have to rest now.....I am a wreck.....I feel emotionally exhausted.

And Susan, I am horribly embarrassed about what I have written here. Please forgive me?

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Post Note:

Over the next day or two, as Crème and I chatted about this outpouring from her unconscious mind, she began to lose her shame and humiliation. She had been mortified at first, but as she gradually accepted the fact that these were simply the normal outpourings from a person's unconscious, she began to relax. But in the process she realized she wanted to give herself more to me to experience these kinds of events. As she put it:

"Oh Susan, you are forcing me to face my inner self.....my heart is beating like crazy right now. I can barely type ......... my hands are trembling so. God Susan, I feel so embarrassed......I......I.....oh God, YES it turns me on to think of giving myself to your control to make me do things.....to make me take a whipping......to take a dog in my cunt. There I have said it! I can't believe I would have been able to say it but I did!"

We agreed to take some recovery time over the Christmas holiday so she could get herself realigned to this new aspect of herself. And then we could talk about where to take her next on her sexual discovery journey.

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If you want to talk directly to Crème, send your note to me and I will pass it on unedited.

Susan James 



The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 02



The Sorority Sisters, Crème No.2: Eating Bethany on New Year's Eve

Introduction:

In her first account here, Crème told us about her fantasy of being dominated (by me), made to pleasure me with her mouth and fingers, and then submit to the attentions of a deviant. This fantasy erupted from her unconscious mind when she started to write her Fantasy Story. The thoughts and images that came to her shocked and dismayed her. After a time-out, a change of scene, and some peaceful meditation, she came to accept this part of her. After much discussion she sent me this note:

"Oh Susan, you are forcing me to face my inner self.....my heart is beating like crazy right now. I can barely type ......... my hands are trembling so. God Susan, I feel so embarrassed....I....I....oh God, YES it turns me on to think of giving myself to your control to make me do things.....to make me take a whipping......to take a dog in my cunt. There I have said it! I can't believe I would have been able to say it but I did!"

This event seemed to be an epiphany for Crème, and she settled down to exploring more ot herself, her needs, her fantasies, and her hidden self. While still on her retreat, visiting with friends along the California coast, she learned that her hosts had a surprise planned for her for their New Year's Eve party. She thought she knew what it was: a visit by a woman Crème had met at their place a year earlier. Crème remembered her as a lesbian, a stunningly beautiful woman. The morning of the party, her hosts confirmed her suspicions. Their friend, Bethany, was coming for a visit. She would be bunking with Crème, sharing the bedroom and the only bed. They knew Crème was Bi and thought the two women would make a good pair for the holiday.

I encouraged Creme to go into this event head first and with enthusiasm. I gave her hints and advice, mostly about how to make love to this experienced woman and pleasure her. And to dive into her own sexuality and let go erotically. 

What follows is her report of what happened on the Eve of 2007, and the next morning. I hope you enjoy this wonderful young woman and her emerging sexuality.

Susan James

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Susan,

Here is my tale of my New Year's delight. I guess I can tell you the name of this woman who I was sort of set up with. Her name is Bethany and almost from the moment she arrived she started flirting with me. I guess she really was horny, as was I. But the two of us were kept busy helping my friends who were hosting the party, to get things set up, food prepared, that sort of thing. 

People started arriving about 8:00 p.m. and soon the party was really starting to take off. You were right, people did drink too much, me and Bethany included. She continued flirting with me off and on all night as we each tried to mix with the other people as well. I was getting very turned on and really started wanting her badly. She is a very attractive woman and I was right, she is exactly 40. She was wearing the perfect little black party dress and looked fantastic. I was dressed more casually, in a sweater and jeans.

Things started to get a crazier as we got closer to midnight. About 11:30 Bethany somehow coaxed me back into the kitchen and moved us into this back area that leads to the kitchen pantry. That is where my friends have this little desk area where their computer is. Bethany started to kiss me. I thought it was so ironic that we were standing right near the computer that I had used to email you back and forth. I almost felt like you were right there watching us somehow. It was a cool feeling! I was getting really turned on from Bethany's attention. She started caressing my breasts through my sweater and then her hand dropped down and she began unzipping my jeans. She didn't waste any time and her hand went down inside my panties as she began searching for my slit. In a moment I felt her fingers slide into it and along my very wet lips.

She started fingering me and I just melted against her. After a minute or so, I was on the verge of cumming and then she suddenly pulled her hand away and straightened. Oh damn, I was right on the brink! I stood there, rigid and panting. There had been a noise that sounded like someone was coming. She said that is why she stopped, but I also think she enjoyed keeping me on the edge like that. She said we better get back to the party and then she turned and left. 

I spent a minute or so getting myself back together before rejoining the others. My desire for Bethany exploded when a minute later we made eye contact across the room and I watched her slowly lick the fingers that had just been deep inside me. God Susan, I was ready to fuck!

But that would have to wait until about 2:00 a.m. when the last of the party guests went home. Bethany and I raced to the bedroom that we were going to share. We closed the door and immediately began kissing again and started removing our clothes. I was anxious to see the sexy body underneath that black dress. Bethany was eager from the start and I could tell that she was anxious to eat me. I laid back on the bed as she knelt down and went to work on me. God, it was heavenly and she brought me to a quick orgasm. But I was now focused on the inspiration that you had given me in your email, and I knew exactly how I wanted Bethany. I had her lie in the middle of the bed and spread her legs wide for me. I lay down between her thighs and drank in the heavenly aroma of her heated core. Then I leaned in and started feasting on her cunt. She had a very sexy and delicious tasting pussy. She had this cute little patch of hair, about two inches long and an inch wide, above her sexy cunt lips. God, did I love eating her. This went on for a long time and she had several strong orgasms. My mouth was full of the taste of her and wet with her secretions.

Then I remembered exactly what you had told me to do. I eased off from her and for a moment I just watched her breasts heaving and listened to her trying to catch her breath. Then I made my move. I turned her over and pulled her beautiful ass up in the air. Bethany was now face down and ass up, with her knees apart. I felt so full of raw sexual energy. You would probably call it lust. Bethany was taken aback and the sounds she was making told me how surprised she was. There in front of me was that sexy ass, just waiting for me. I talked dirty to her for a few moments as I gazed at her beautiful, starfish-like aperture. And then I began tonguing that sweet hole. She tasted musky and wonderful at the same time. 

Susan, I was crazy with desire and made love to her ass forever! She was so wet all over and my face was covered with her juices. The moaning and whimpering sounds she made got me even more aroused. I started fingering her pussy while I fucked her ass with my tongue. Soon I had my finger buried in her ass and my thumb and tongue in her cunt. Then I would switch back, eating her anus and finger-fucking her vagina. I was on fire with lust for this gorgeous woman, almost twice my age. I am not sure I have seen a woman cum as strongly as Bethany did that night.

I don't remember clearly when or how we stopped and drifted off to sleep. I guess it was all the alcohol we had. We both slept-in pretty late, but Bethany got up before me and went to take a shower. I didn't even hear her get up. But I slowly came to when she returned to the room. She was wearing a robe and had her hair up in a towel. She saw that I was awake and we both said good morning with big smiles. That is when she told me I was spectacular last night. Coming from an experienced, confirmed lesbian, that made me feel wonderful!

I started to get aroused again as I lay in bed watching her standing there toweling her hair. I slowly got out of bed and walked up behind her. I caught her a bit by surprise as I started kissing her neck. She smelled so good. Then I remembered something else you told me and I moved her over to the wall. 

I eased her robe off her shoulders and let it puddle at her feet. Then I positioned her so that she was leaning back against the wall. I dropped to my knees and began eating her freshly washed pussy again. After five minutes or so I turned her around so that she was facing the wall. She gasped as my hands grasped her beautiful ass cheeks and I began to kiss them all over. Soon my tongue found its way again into her crevice and to her perfect rosebud. She tasted so fresh and clean. God I loved it Susan. Bethany came again on my invading fingers as I made love to her ass. At the peak of her arousal I had her literally screaming as my tongue swirled deep inside her anus. I could tell that she had part of the towel clamped in her teeth to muffle the noise. Without it she would have woken the whole house..

I had a lot of fun Susan! Thank you for your help.

Love, 

Crème

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Post Note:

What can I say about this young woman? In the period of just a couple of weeks she changed from a shy, timid, skittish girl, to a self assured lover with a whole new outlook on her sexual life and future. It did take a cathartic event for her, but she seems to have weathered that well.

I hope we see much more of Crème.

As always, if you want to send a personal note to her, send it to me and I will pass it on. It will be up to Crème to decide how to respond.

Please vote and leave a note on the story site. It means a lot to the girls.

Thank you, 

Susan



The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 03



Introduction:

Crème is bisexual, but she told me when we met that she currently wants to play only with women -- a reasonable Soft Boundary condition, I thought. When her fantasy of eating a Black woman's pussy came up, I ordered her to turn the fantasy into a reality for herself. I basically told her to go out, find and seduce a Black woman, or a Black couple, and eat the girl until they were both satisfied. 

Crème is quite shy, so I knew carrying out such a task was going to be tough for her. It was, and her first approach to a strange woman turned out to be a humiliating experience. But like a good, obedient sub, she kept going. 

This is Crème's account of how she carried out her assignment, and how it turned out. I hope you enjoy her delightful sluttiness. 

Susan

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2-14-07

Susan,

I just now got home. I am so tired. But I have to tell you about my night before I crash. Susan, I completed the task you gave me. It was incredible -- better than I could ever have dreamed possible. I can still taste her.

I suppose I should back up and start at the beginning. I left my apartment about 10:45 and headed towards the city. I thought I would try several clubs in an area where I figured there would be mixed races. There are several clubs within a two block area. I had been to one of these a long time ago with friends and I remembered seeing people of all races there so that's where I started. It was about 11:30 when I got there. The place was really crowded so I thought I would have a decent chance there of finding someone. Susan, I can't tell you how excited I felt. The adrenaline rush was so intoxicating as I thought about my hunting mission and why I was there. You were so right about that.

I had fun just watching the people...looking for the right woman to approach. Susan, there were some Black couples there. I thought about it, I really did. I talked to quite a few people, White and Black. I was getting hit on quite a bit, too. I guess being alone I looked available. I even danced with a few guys but I made sure they kept their distance and made it clear that I was not interested in hooking up for the night. I was looking for my own Beyonce'....ha, .ha. It got to be after 1:00 and I still hadn't found the right woman. Then I spied a fairly attractive chick. She was about my age I think. I worked up enough courage to start a conversation with her and then quickly steered things to why I was there. As soon as I told her I was Bi and submissive and that I found her attractive she got mean on me. She called me a fucked up bitch and walked away.

Boy, that was a blow to my pride. I decided to leave and go down the street to another club, one that I had never been to before. The second place had a cover charge. For a second I thought, is this worth it? Maybe I should just go home, maybe it's not my night. But then I said fuck it, gave the bouncer my $10 and walked in. It was a good decision, Susan. There were even more people here than the first place and the music was better and really loud. I got lucky and found a seat at the bar. It was a good spot for people-watching.

After awhile I noticed this group of 4 or 5 Black women that were apparently together, obviously friends. Several of them were attractive but one in particular interested me. She was really hot, Susan. I kept thinking about your email and the fantasy image you created for me. This was the Black princess I wanted! These women were a little older. I would say my princess was close to thirty. She carried herself well and seemed to have a maturity about her I found appealing. She was dressed really well too. I could tell her body was smokin' hot. I thought I would make one more attempt before calling it a night. These women were taking turns coming to the bar to get drinks for their group, and they would usually come near where I was sitting. I prayed that my girl would take her turn, and she eventually did.

God Susan, I was shaking so badly with excitement and arousal. I could feel my heart beating like crazy and I wondered if I would be able to get the words out of my mouth. This woman was better looking than the first chick. She was so sexy. I told myself it was now or never. If she brushed me off too, I figured so what, no one knows me here anyway and I would just go home and masturbate about what might have happened. I started talking to her while she waited in line to place her order. At first it was just small talk but then I started using your ideas. I told her I was very nervous talking to her and she gave me a funny look and asked why. That was my opening. I started telling her about being a Bi submissive and that I had a dominating mistress. I even mentioned your name! Her eyes were very wide and she wasn't saying much at this point. Right before she placed her drink order I told her how attractive I found her. I got a little closer and began whispering so only she could hear me. 

I told her that I would love to kneel down in front of her to pleasure her with my mouth...to submit to her...to fuck her with my tongue, and have her cum in my mouth. God Susan, once I got going I couldn't stop. I think it was pretty obvious how desperate I was to pleasure her. She had this shocked look on her face, but I was encouraged even though she hadn't said much because she didn't tell me to get lost. I asked her if she was interested. Then the bartender brought her the drinks she had ordered. 

She looked at me and said, "You are a pretty wild chick." and then she told me she had to deliver the drinks to her friends. She turned and left without saying another word. I thought I had struck out again but then about five minutes later she came back with her drink.

She walked right up to me and said, "All those things you said...you were serious, weren't you?" 

I smiled at her and said, "Definitely". 

She started asking me some questions about my lifestyle, and more questions about you. She told me that she had never done anything like this. At one point she told me she thought I was cute. I think she must have started fantasizing about having my face between her thighs. I asked her again if she was interested. When she told me that she lived about five miles away and that maybe I could follow her home, I nearly fell off the bar stool. 

She then said she had to tell her friends something. She said one of them rode with her and that she was going to tell them she suddenly got a bad headache and needed to go home, and have her friend catch a ride with one of the others.

I told her I was going outside to wait for her and downed the rest of my drink. A few minutes later she came out and we each went to our cars. I was so filled with adrenaline now! I could hardly believe how lucky I had gotten on my first hunting mission for Black pussy. I was going to have some and I couldn't wait. When we got inside her apartment she started eyeing me and said, "Well, how do you want to do this?" 

I asked if we could go to her bedroom. I so wanted to recreate the scene you had given me. I asked her to turn a small light on and she lit a couple candles, which was perfect.

She let me start undressing her. I tried so hard to keep my hands from shaking. She could tell how aroused I was and I think that turned her on. She let me kiss her a few times. She tasted so good. I had her sit on the edge of the bed just like you described wearing only her panties, a black lace thong. 

Susan, she was so hot, so sexy. She had an incredible body, and I wanted her badly. I asked her to remove her panties. She said, "No. If you want my sweet Black pussy then you take them off." 

My heart soared as it became apparent that she wanted to play the dominant role with me. I think she knew how excited that would get me. I reached up to begin sliding her panties off but she stopped me, apparently I was moving too fast for her. She told me to take them off slowly so we could both enjoy it. I could feel my own pussy dripping wet. I knew that I was going to have an orgasm, without even touching myself. Susan, I swear it took me about five minutes to remove her thong as I covered her beautiful brown skin with soft wet kisses.

I had her lie back on the bed and pull her legs up. There it was, Susan, right in front of my face in all its beautiful splendor. My first Black pussy. Susan, I can only pray that it won't be my last. I cradled her open thighs in the palms of my hands. She was wet already so I knew she was turned on. Her aroma did somehow seem distinctly different than anything else I have experienced. I could see the folds of her cunt and how pink it was inside. The other thing that was different was her pubic hair. She was closely trimmed but she still had a nice patch of hair. Her hair was more wiry and springy than a White woman. It felt different against my cheek, against my tongue. I liked it.

As I gazed at her beautiful cunt, she began to talk dirty to me. She started to really get into playing the dominant role. She called me a slutty White whore, a cunt eater, and she said I had better be a good cunt eater and swallow all her cum. I couldn't deny my pleasure any longer, the pleasure I so badly wanted, so badly needed. I began feasting on her buttery cunt like it was the last one I might ever get to taste. It was heaven, Susan. 

Soon after I started eating her she could tell that I was really into it and she said, "Boy, you sure like my Black pussy, don't you?"

I just kind of softly moaned in response and assumed that was good enough. I was sure wrong about that. She placed her hand on my forehead and pushed me back away from her juicy cunt a few inches. I was initially startled and looked up at her. She said, "I asked you a question." 

I quickly replied, "Yes, I love eating your Black pussy." She smiled at me and pulled my face back into her cunt.

Her pussy had kind of a unique taste. It was a bit musky and somewhat tangy but as I dug deeper to get more of her thicker cum there was a certain sweetness to her. She was incredibly delicious and so much fun to eat. 

About a minute later she said, "I think you were born to eat Black pussy weren't you?" 

I now knew she expected a verbal response from me so I paused and told her, "Yes, I was born to eat wet Black pussy just like yours." 

Then she said something like, "That's good. You're going to eat me until I cum in your mouth, aren't you?" I just breathed out my lusty answer in a whisper hoping that was good enough. And I continued to work my mouth and tongue in her now sloppy cunt. I took her whole pussy into my mouth, sucking her lips and lashing her clit with my tongue.

Soon she was moaning like crazy, writhing gently on the bed cover. I kept at her and very soon I could feel her getting close. I took her clit in my teeth and gently bit her sensitive little organ. She came immediately, pulling my head into her and squeezing her thighs so tightly around my head I thought I was going to pass out. But I just held on and carried her right through her climax, and I came with her at the same time without touching myself. I think she pissed a little, or maybe squirted, but it didn't taste like urine.

She relaxed her thighs a little after her first orgasm, and I just continued to pleasure her with my mouth and tongue. She was so wet that my face was covered with her sex juices. I slurped up what I could, and then I tilted her back slightly, and raised her legs. Now her puckered anus was in full view. You know how much I like to eat a girl's ass hole, don't you, Susan? Remember Bethany? 

When my tongue first touched her hole she said, "Oh, shit, girl. You really are a dirty little slut, aren't you?" I got turned on by the way she was talking to me, just like I do with you. I began to lick her ass crack, but she put her hand on my forehead and pushed be back out of her crotch.

She said, "I asked you a question, you White slut. Answer me."

I said, "Yes, ma'am, I am a dirty little slut. I like to eat your wet cunt and I want to lick your Black asshole for you."

"Then do it, slut. Eat my Black ass, and eat it good."

I moved my tongue back and forth between her pussy and her asshole, trying to push into her holes and sucking her flesh noisily. Her crotch was now a swamp, with a mix of my saliva and her juices, and the sounds of my love making were filling the air. So was the scent of her aroused cunt. When I was concentrating on her clit I slid a wet finger into her asshole, and she jumped and yelped. And came again, loudly this time. As I continued to finger fuck her ass and suck her cunt, she came again. And then again. She began to chant a simple prayer, "Oh god, oh god, oh sweet Jesus. Oh FUCK."

She liked grabbing my hair and grinding her pussy into my face. God Susan it was incredible. I could have eaten her Black pussy for hours. In fact I may have. I lost track of time and just lived in her cunt, drinking her cum and juices.

Finally, after who knows how many orgasms, she arched on the bed, her hands clenching the bed covers, and then she collapsed flat. I lay there quietly now, slowly licking and drinking her copious juices. But even the lightest touch on her genitals made her jerk as if in pain. 

"Please, no more. I can't take any more."

So I just sat there with my head resting on her damp thigh, breathing in the heady aromas of her over used pussy. As I gazed close-up into her swollen and open cunt, I slowly fingered my own and had a final, small orgasm.

Susan, I was so pleased with myself. I had seduced this beautiful stranger into her own bed. I had stripped her and eaten her lovely Black cunt, and had brought her to a string of powerful orgasms. And here I sat on the floor, fully clothed, between the splayed legs of this naked, sprawled woman, my wet face inches from the pit of our shared pleasure. Nothing was said or done about her returning the favor. Somehow we both knew that this was how each of us got our pleasure.

When she finally sat up and pushed me back, she said nothing. We were both exhausted. She just stood, a little wobbly it seemed to me, took a short silky robe from the closet and put it on. Then she took my hand and gently, still silently, led me to the front door. There she said, "Girl, you are really good. I wish my boyfriend could do me like that." After a pause, she added, "My name is Danielle. What's yours?"

She asked for my phone number and of course I gave it to her. As she was writing it down I asked if I could have her number. She gave me this funny smile and said, "As long as I have your number, I know how to get in touch with you." 

Then she opened the door, kissed me lightly on the lips, and pushed me gently outside. As I walked to my car I heard the door shut and the lock click home.

Susan, I just now got home. I am exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open and I don't feel very well. I don't know if it was all the alcohol I drank or if I am coming down with something. I have to go to bed.

Susan, I can still taste her pussy on my tongue. I absolutely loved it! And I love being yours.

Good night my love.

Crème

PS Why do you think she didn't want to give me her phone number, Susan?

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Post Note:

It took a day of two for my girl to regain her equilibrium. No flu, no cold. I think she may have just drunk too much -- wine and woman.

It turns out that eating pussy is Crème's first choice for satisfying sex. Here's the note she sent to me:

Oh Susan,

Yes, I would love to do Danielle and a girlfriend of hers together. God what a fantastic experience that would be!

Isn't it crazy how much I love eating pussy and making girls cum with my tongue? I still remember the moment when I realized how strong my submissive nature was and that pleasuring another woman was my absolute favorite sexual activity? 

It was about 5 years ago and I was with a woman who was about 15 years older than me. I forget who seduced whom, but anyway we were kissing very passionately. I love kissing! We stopped for a moment and she remarked about how much she loved my tongue, how alive it was, how eager it was. Then she said, "I'm going to love feeling your tongue in my pussy. That is what you want more than anything else in the world right now, isn't it sweetheart....to get your tongue deep inside my cunt?" 

I remembered looking at her and just nodding my head. A couple minutes later that is exactly where my tongue was. And I have never looked back since that moment. I knew then that this is how I was going to get my greatest sexual pleasure.

Crème

Crème's recent behavior with me indicates that her self assessment was accurate. (See also: The Sorority Sisters, Crème No.2, Eating Bethany's Ass.) She is definitely submissive, and she enjoys being that way. As with all submissives, having someone else make the decisions and taking his or her orders, relieves the pressure to act. And by obeying another, it takes away much of the guilt for the actions taken. (I'm not responsible; Susan made me do it.)

This liberating effect of ceding sexual control to another person is also evident in a recent adventure I had her undertake. Having learned of a buried fantasy (Crème No.1,) I "ordered" her to carry it out in real life. It took her a while to find a suitable partner, but she did. She then arranged to spend a weekend alone with him at a friend's home. 

Highly aroused by the kinkiness of the situation, she abandoned herself to this sinful, taboo sexual tryst with him. He licked her to countless orgasms; she gave him three blow jobs, drinking his cum; and he fucked her several times. He wore no protection, of course, so his abundant cum filled her cunt and then leaked out of her abused pussy both days, and continued to soil her panties as she drove home on Sunday afternoon. And they say dogs are a man's best friend.

She suffered some guilt and humiliation afterwards, but not enough to prevent her from going back for a second sexual romp not long after. Being "forced" to be naughty is such a help.

As always, we welcome your feedback and comments. My girls thrive on you feedback to them.

Susan James

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The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 04



Eating Kim at the Movies

Introduction:

It has become obvious that Crème has a passion for eating pussy. She gets off on it, and she does not need to have the owner of the pussy do anything for her in return. You've seen her with Bethany, and with Danielle. She stunned an experienced, older lesbian with her oral talents, and she seduced a beautiful Black woman into giving her access to that woman's Black pussy.

When I discovered that Crème has a girl friend, Kim, a married girl her own age, it came as no surprise that what they liked to do together is eat pussy. Well, more accurately, Crème eats pussy, and Kim lies back and presents her pussy for adoration and oral worship. Only Kim has to undress; Crème merely has to kneel between Kim's thighs.

So I decided to make Crème do what she loves to do, to Kim who loves to have it done to her. The only difference was where it would happen. This time it would happen in public.

At this point I had not yet met Kim. Crème was my toy, and Kim would merely be her accomplice. I gave Crème some choices for where to eat Kim. She chose the movie theater. Good choice, I thought, and said so.

All I asked is that Kim be naked from the waist down and in full view of witnesses. And she had to have a nice orgasm as they watched her. Crème could stay fully dressed if she wished, but she had to be clearly seen with her face buried in Kim's cunt, eating Kim to her orgasm. Simple.

I hope you enjoy this fun episode. And DO try this at home. These are amateurs and this is fairly safe.

Susan

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Susan,

I still feel like I am floating on a cloud somewhere. It was everything you said it would be. I don't know how or even where to start. 

Well, I guess I should describe how Kim looked when she picked me up. She looked so unbelievably hot! She was wearing a short, pleated, flirty skirt; I think you know the kind I am talking about. She has several of these, and she knows how much I love how sexy she looks in them. And her tanned legs looked fantastic. I knew she had worn this skirt just for me. She also had a nice casual top and a pair of flip flops to give her that perfect California girl look. 

Susan, I wanted to do her right then and there. I wasn't sure I could wait until the theater. But I knew I had to resist temptation, so I grabbed my purse and we were on our way. We kinda acted like giddy school girls in the car as we both anticipated what was to happen.

When we got to the theater we waited in the car for a few minutes to make sure we weren't too early. Then we finally went inside and bought our tickets. We passed on the popcorn and stuff, and went right to the theater our movie was in. After we went inside, we stood in the back for a minute or so to let our eyes adjust, and so we could look around to pick the best spot for us to sit. 

The movie had started so everyone was already paying attention to the screen. I would say the theatre was about one third full and there were not that many good spots for us to sit. We wanted to be near a few people but not a lot. Then Kim nudged me and pointed to an empty row that was sort of close to the back. We could see four girls in the row behind and a couple that were in the row in front pretty near the aisle. I followed Kim into the empty row she had selected. She walked down about halfway and sat directly in front of the first girl. I briefly looked at them before sitting down.

Susan, they were high school girls! I know that because I saw that each of them had like a school letter jacket draped over their seat. They must have been in sports or cheerleading or something like that. They were all very cute. I wasn't sure this was such a good idea, but I figured it was too late now. The couple in the row in front of us appeared to be in their late 20's or maybe early 30's. The woman was closer to us, sitting a couple seats off to my left. Her husband or date was sitting in the seat just to her left. So this was going to be our audience for the night.

We just started watching the movie for awhile. Then I would say maybe 15 to 20 minutes later Kim and I looked at each other and we both nodded our heads a little. Then we reached for each other's hands and started playing with each other's fingers. Every time we looked at each other we each had this big smile on our faces. It was so sensual. I was already getting turned on, Susan. 

We continued to play with each other's fingers and then Kim reached her right hand across and she began to touch and caress my breast through my shirt. She knew that this would get me really excited and her little plan worked. I began whispering little comments in her ear and occasionally kissed her neck and ear softly. It had to be obvious at this point to the girls behind us that something a little unusual was going on. Even though they were young I was pretty sure this wasn't the first time they saw two girls together...heck, this is California!

We continued our playful kissing and caressing for a few more minutes. I was so turned by then that I needed more. I placed my hand on Kim's thigh and began to slowly slide it upward. I could tell that Kim was as aroused as I was. Soon my finger came into contact with her soft panties. I whispered, "You wore panties?!" 

Kim whispered back, "I knew how much you would enjoy taking them off me." I silently thought, yes of course. Kim knows how much I love taking her panties off before I go down on her. She knows that it adds to my arousal. She once told me that she can see the lust and desire literally grow on my face.

Susan, I was so turned on by now that I knew it was now or never. I began to slowly slide off my seat down to the floor. Susan, when is the last time you have been to a movie theatre? There's not that much room between rows! But somehow I made it work in that cramped space. I moved in between Kim's lovely thighs and looked up at her. She had the sexiest smile I think I have ever seen. I knew I was beaming as well. I pushed her skirt up and began to reach up to find the top of her panties. Then I began to slowly slide them down her legs. As I looked up again I could see we had two visitors. Two of the girls behind us had moved forward in their seats and were now staring at us.

I remembered your email and I looked up at them and said, "I hope you don't mind, but I am so turned on right now that I just have to eat my girlfriend's pussy." 

That was one of the lines I was supposed to use, right?! They didn't say a word. But they had that classic, deer in the headlights look. 

I finished removing Kim's panties, and then I reached up toward one of the girls and said, "Here, would you mind holding these for me?" 

That was another line right?!! God Susan, I was so fucking hot by now. I could hear the movie blaring in the background. I raised Kim's thighs up and hooked each of them over one of the arm rests of her seat.

Now I could smell how excited Kim was. I love the smell of her pussy when she is aroused. I love everything about her pussy. I knew she was already wet because I could see her beautiful pussy glistening in the flickering movie light. I couldn't hold out any longer and pressed my face into her cunt. I knew there would be plenty of time to lick and suck on her swollen pussy lips later, so I immediately thrust my tongue as deep inside of her pussy as I could. 

Kim was trying to be quiet but I could hear a soft moan come from her mouth. After that I just went crazy and began feasting on her cunt. My tongue caressed and probed every inch inside her pussy. I alternated back and forth between caressing and nibbling on her clitoris and delving deep into her inner core. God Susan, I was in absolute heaven. She tasted wonderful.

At times I had a finger inside her as well as my tongue. Kim's pussy was so warm and wet...I could feel her juices all over my face. Kim was doing her best to be as quiet as possible, but I could still hear her occasionally whimpering and gasping in delight. Susan, I imagined that you were there with me and that you were whispering in my ear saying, "Creme, you look so sexy right now." I was so turned on by the moment that I suddenly had my own powerful orgasm and I never even touched myself. God Susan, it was wonderful.

I knew Kim was close to cumming too, so I really went to work on her, thrusting my finger into her pussy and pulling and pushing on her clit with my tongue. I looked up and saw Kim with several fingers in her mouth and she was biting them trying to keep from crying out. I loved it! Within a few seconds she exploded in orgasm and I was rewarded with a gush of her girl cum in my mouth. I am guessing that I had been eating her for about fifteen minutes or so.

I spent a few minutes cleaning her up and then slowly backed away from her pussy. As I looked up I could see all four girls watching us. The looks on their faces were priceless! I reached my hand up toward the girl that I had asked to hold Kim's panties and said, "Can I have her panties back please?" 

She handed them back to me silently, and then I reached down to put Kim's feet through and slowly moved her panties back up her legs. I looked at Kim again and her eyes were closed. She looked wasted. I wasn't sure she would be able to walk but I whispered, "I think we better go now". 

She just nodded her head. I slowly got up from my kneeling position and grabbed Kim's hand to pull her up so she would follow me. I was still holding her hand as I turned to lead our way down the row. The couple in the row in front of us was staring at me intently. She had this look of complete shock on her face, but I thought he had this look of raw excitement. Obviously, they had been watching us, too. I wonder what they did when they got home...tee hee! 

I stopped for a second when I reached the woman's seat, and bent down and gave her a quick kiss right on her open mouth. Then I whispered, "I hope you enjoyed the show". 

Susan, I knew she had to be able to taste and feel Kim's juices on my mouth!

Kim and I started to walk briskly up the aisle, still holding hands, and soon we were running out of the theater and toward her car. We were laughing hysterically by now. All the way home we talked about everything that happened and how much we both enjoyed the experience. 

And wait until you hear this, Susan! Kim told me that as she was approaching her orgasm she had her arm over the back of the chair next to her, and one of the high school girls reached up to hold her hand. She said they squeezed each other's hand as Kim rode out her major orgasm. 

Susan, it made me think of that picture you sent me! Of the dark haired girl kneeling between the legs of the blonde girl, eating her pussy in the kitchen chair. They were holding hands under her thighs. How cool was that!! I think I am going to feel an orgasmic high from this experience for a long time. 

Susan, thank you for making this all possible. I love you!

Crème

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Post Note:

Since this episode I have met Kim, and am actively recruiting her to partner with me to make life more fun for all three of us. Just this week I gave Crème to her for her enjoyment. They had already scheduled a quick pussy-suck session at Crème's house. I gave Kim instructions on how to dominate Crème and make her perform for us. Kim did, Crème did, and all had a uniquely good time. And this time, for a change, Crème had an orgasm at Kim's hands. Well, fingers.

I think Crème and Kim will be a team from now on. Or, better put, I hope they will. If you have any encouraging words for these girls, send them to me and I will immediately forward to them. If they choose, they will respond directly to you.

Thanks for being such good fans and readers, and for all your support.

Susan (also known as Boss Cunt and Mistress) 

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The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 05



The Sorority Sisters, Crème No. 5, Dancing with Daddy

Introduction:

For those of you who have read some of the Sisters' accounts, you know that each is a stand-alone event. But if you have read those of Crème, you know that there has been a pattern: she likes more than anything to eat pussy. She doesn't need anything in return. Give her a wet cunt and time to pleasure it, and the anus tucked away behind it, and she is a happy girl. She usually even meets her own orgasmic needs in the process.

This event is a shift in focus. As she and I chatted over time, it became apparent that she had a buried desire for her father - nothing seriously overt, but a lingering interest. We talked about it a bit, and then suddenly Daddy summoned her to visit in Chicago for Easter week. He wanted his little girl home with him.

Long story short, we decided to use the visit, from Wednesday to Sunday, as a time to tease and flirt with him, and see what might develop. I was very on the fence about pushing her farther than that, but this young woman has a way to twist me into "making" her do what she wants to do. A typical sub. So for the first few days I coached her on how to tease, flirt, get his attention, and arouse him. The final tease is the beginning of this report. (She used the free computers at the local Starbucks to keep in touch, by email.)

This is a story of jealousy, incest, lust, breaking taboos, and guilt. But it is true and earthy, and not prettied up for a nice, rosy ending. The ending has yet to be written.

I give you Crème, a courageous young woman, in a new light.

Susan James

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Mistress Susan,

I have to tell you about yesterday (Good Friday). When I got home there was a note telling me that he had some meetings to go to and that he would be back mid to late afternoon. So I came up with a little plan to surprise him. About 2:30 I put on my jean skirt and then removed my panties. I went into the living room and lay down on the couch waiting for him to return. About a half hour later I heard the front door open and close. I began to put my plan into action and closed my eyes as if I was asleep. I opened my thighs just a little so as to pique his curiosity. I began to practice my breathing so as to pretend to be asleep.

I heard him come into the room and just barely squinted my eyes so that I could watch him. He stood there watching me for about a minute and then he left the room. I thought my plan had failed but I just laid there pretending to be asleep. In another minute or so he returned holding some papers. He had several choices of places to sit, but he sat down in the chair that gave him the best view up my skirt. He began to pretend as if he was reading the papers that he was holding but continued to watch me. I realized now why he had the papers he was holding...he wanted some cover in case I woke up.

I moved slightly as if I was trying to get a little more comfortable and then went back into my pretend sleep. A few seconds later I spread my thighs open a few more inches. I knew he now had a clear unobstructed view of my pussy, which by now I could feel was getting a little damp. I continued watching him through my squinty eyes. He was staring intently between my legs. I thought I saw him reach down and touch himself a few times. This went on for about five minutes and then I watched him quietly leave the room. 

I waited another minute or two and then I got up to see where he went. I noticed the light was on underneath the closed bathroom door. I tip toed as quietly as I could until I was standing right near the door. Susan!! My Dad was in there jacking off...no question about it from the noises I could hear. God Susan, I felt so bad, so naughty but I was also very turned on.

Nothing else happened after that. A little while later both of us got ready to go out to dinner. I tried extra hard to make myself look sexy and attractive for him. Then we went to pick up "her". I suppose I should tell you a little about dinner. Part of me was dreading this dinner but then at some point I decided to make it interesting. I began to compete with her for my Dad's attention. I tried many of the hints you had given me...eye contact...gentle touching...trying to steer the conversation certain ways. I could tell she was getting annoyed with me and she responded to my challenge and began trying to get and keep my Dad's attention. My poor Dad. I felt a little sorry for him as he tried to appease both of us.

I'm not sure why I dislike her so much. She is a very attractive woman and all. Well, actually I do know why I dislike her. Her personality for one, she can really act like a conceited bitch sometimes. I think she is too young for him and I think she is just after his money. I just don't think she is right for him.

There was another interesting moment during our dinner conversation. We got into an underwear debate, of all things. Actually she and I were on the same side for a change. She and I were talking about how boring men's underwear is. I mean, you're either a boxer or a brief guy and except for some changes in color or design, men's underwear is well... boring. I got my Dad to admit that he wore boxers most of the time; I guess she already knew that. Then she and I talked about all the different styles of women's panties...the different materials they are made of, cotton, silk, etc. Lace, no lace, and the almost unlimited universe of colors and designs. So much more variety, so much more interesting and sexy. I think it was the only thing she and I agreed on all night.

Then I came up with my best comment of the night I think. I said when I am feeling really sexy I don't wear any panties at all! I looked at my Dad then and flashed him this coy little smile. He said, "Um...um...too much information here for me." Then he quickly changed the topic of conversation. 

It was just a quick moment but I felt like my entire body was tingling and I just felt so happy inside. 

Love you, Creme

************* 

Crème's report of her actual seduction of Daddy, on Easter Saturday.

Mistress Susan,

I'm a mess, and still confused. But I owe you my report, so here goes.

I guess I should probably start at the beginning and tell you everything that happened...the good...the bad...the ugly. I know I told you that his girl friend spent the night on Friday. Yeah, the evening was pretty insufferable but I just kind of kept to myself. 

Saturday morning I had every intention of talking to you from Starbucks again but when I came downstairs the two of them were making this big breakfast and they insisted that I join them. I couldn't figure out how to get out of it so that is why I never made it to Starbucks. She eventually left around noon. My Dad also had to run out to do some errands so that left me to figure out how to make the most of the rest of the time I had. I remember you telling me that it was time to turn up the pressure...and that you wanted me to somehow show him my breasts. I was still trying to figure out a subtle way to do that when he finally returned late in the afternoon.

He had picked up an expensive bottle of wine while he was out and some stuff to make dinner. He is a pretty darn good cook by the way. He said he wanted to have just a nice quiet dinner... you know, the two of us kinda thing. I was thinking this was looking promising, but I guess I should have seen the signs of something bad to come.

Shortly before dinner was ready I told him that I was going to freshen up. I went up to my bedroom and fixed myself up a bit. I put on my best pair of jeans and picked out the sheerest blouse I had with me. I took off my bra before putting the blouse on and checked out my look in the mirror. My breasts and nipples were quite visible. I thought this was just enough to meet your idea of upping the pressure. He had seen my naked pussy; now he would see my essentially naked breasts. Up close and staring at him across the table. My pussy got damp in anticipation. 

When I came back downstairs he was just getting dinner on the table. It didn't take him long to notice my blouse and what was visible inside it. In fact, he was quite distracted during dinner as we sat across from each other. I looked away from him enough to give him periodic glances at my breasts. Susan, there were times when I could feel my nipples getting hard because I knew he was staring at me.

But as soon as we finished dinner he said there was something he wanted to share with me. That's when he dropped the bomb. He told me that she and he were engaged and were going to get married later this year. So Susan, you were right all along. There was a hidden agenda - a reason he wanted me to come home so badly, and this was obviously it.

To say I didn't react well to this news would be putting it mildly. I exploded on him. It was very ugly Susan. I told him everything I hated about her. There was a lot of yelling and swearing back and forth by each of us. It was not very pretty. Each of us said some pretty mean things to the other. I even threw a book at him and he had to duck or it would have caught him in the head. I stormed out of the room at some point and went up to my bedroom.

I was lying on the bed crying. I was so upset with this news...upset at how disastrous this trip home at been...wishing I had never come. And I guess I was a little upset that I had said some of those things to my Dad. 

He knocked on the door. I didn't answer him but a minute later he came in anyway. He began talking very quietly, trying to console me I guess. He was apologizing for the things he said, he was asking me to try to understand what he was doing and why - telling me that they loved each other. He was standing a few feet away from the bed while he was saying all these things. Then he said something like how important it was for me to be happy about this - to accept it. And then he told me how much he loved me.

Susan, I know this is going to sound strange to you but at that moment something really weird happened. I felt my body shiver and my mind started to race in a bunch of different directions. I sensed that somehow you were in the room, entering my mind, becoming one with me. I got off the bed and stood facing him. I was shocked by the words that came out of my mouth. I think it was both of us talking together somehow. I looked at him and said, "Prove it." 

He gave me this really strange look and said, "What do you mean, Katie?" 

I answered, "You said you loved me. Well then, prove it."

He continued to look at me in this strange manner like he was totally confused. I knew it was up to me to make this happen. I knew this was the moment of truth. Could I do it, Susan?! Would I do it? I didn't give myself any time to think about it. 

I slowly walked up to him and then I did it!! I kissed him. I gave him the kiss that I promised you I would do. The first kiss was brief but then I quickly moved in for the second kiss. This kiss was longer and my mouth opened so my tongue could touch his lips. This kiss was longer and I was getting into it, but then he pulled back and began to say, "Katie, no. We shouldn't do this." 

I moved in for the third kiss. I knew I had to keep pushing forward. This was a much longer kiss. Our tongues were in each other's mouths. I could sense his torment over what we were doing. He was still struggling with this as his tongue danced with mine. He is several inches taller than I am, and our saliva was mixing in my mouth. I swallowed and we paused, and he again began telling me that we had to stop this. "This is wrong, Katie," etcetera. 

I looked at him and said something like, "It can't be so wrong if it feels so good. I want you to think of me as a woman, not just your daughter, for the next few minutes." 

His torment came to the surface again and he said, "But Katie you are my daughter! We can't be doing this!" 

I stepped back a couple of feet and said, "Why? Don't you find me attractive?" 

He said, "Yes of course, you are a beautiful young woman."

I knew I had to keep pushing or I would lose him. I began slowly unbuttoning my blouse. Then I shucked it off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He was now staring at my naked breasts. They felt full, swollen, to me at that moment. I brought my hands up and gently cupped myself as if in offering. 

Susan, I was literally quivering with excitement. He couldn't focus on my face and had that deer in the headlights look. I think he wanted to run out of the room, but he couldn't move. I couldn't give him the chance to even think about that so I moved toward him and we began kissing again. After another minute or so I dropped my hand to the waist of his pants and began unfastening them. Again, he began mentally struggling with this, whispering that we should stop. But he made no real move to make me stop, and he didn't turn to leave. I kept my mouth on his, licking him and sucking on his tongue, as I kept going. At one point I reached up and touched my finger to his lips and said, "Ssshhh. Relax, Daddy. I want this, and I know you do too."

Once I had his pants unfastened I pushed them and his boxers down his legs and immediately dropped to my knees. His penis was already hard and it was staring me right in the face. I took him quickly in my mouth. 

Susan, I know this is going to sound crazy but I thought that I could taste her on his penis. I mean it was probably just my imagination. They probably did screw Friday night for all I know, but I also know that my Dad took a shower on Saturday morning. So I don't really know if this was fact or fiction, but Susan I was so turned on by this thought. The idea of taking her juices in my mouth from his penis: God.

I don't really understand this or where this could have come from, especially after the things I said about her, but it got me so aroused that it pushed me past the point of no return.

I was sliding my wet mouth all over his penis letting it slide in and out. I looked up towards his face and watched his eyes rolling back in his head. He was still fighting this - sometimes moaning, sometimes trying to get my attention -- mumbling, no, but then moaning again. I think he could have quickly cum but I didn't want things to end too soon. 

Susan, do you remember that email you sent me where you gave yourself a nice orgasm while you fantasized about how my experience might go? I think that email was the one that helped me get over all my inhibitions about this and gave me the courage to act. Your description of the fantasy image you had of my experience was burned into my memory and I wanted to recreate as many of those images as possible for both of us. Susan, all I could think about was how badly I wanted to please you, to make you proud of me.

I let him slip out of my mouth and got to my feet. I knew I had to keep moving things along or I might lose him. I quickly unsnapped my jeans and pushed them and my panties over my hips and down my legs. They puddled around my ankles and on my feet. So I kicked them off. 

Taking his hands in mine, I moved backwards towards the bed until it hit me in the backs of my thighs. Then I sat on the edge. I released his hands and leaned back, bringing my legs up so that my feet were resting on the bed, and supporting myself on my elbows. Then I traced my finger through my pubic hair and along the length of my slit. I was so wet, Susan. My Dad was staring at my open pussy as he struggled to remove the rest of his clothes. He dropped to his knees right in front of my open thighs. We both knew what we wanted now and I also knew you wanted this to happen too, Susan.

He wasted no time and began eating me. Soon he was acting like a man possessed. Susan, this was so sinful yet so erotic. I alternated back and forth between closing my eyes, to just enjoy the feel of his tongue inside me, trying to believe this could really be happening, and then I would open my eyes to watch my Dad's face between my thighs eating me out like it was his last meal. At some point I cradled his head in my hands even though I knew he wasn't going anywhere, and I erupted in orgasm, cumming all over his tongue and face.

While I was still recovering, I slid backwards to the middle of the bed and pulled him with me. I wasn't sure where his head was, so I thought I still needed to be the aggressive one. I had him lay on his back. Susan, his penis was pretty big! And it was so hard, pointing straight up. I moved over him to begin mounting it and he just waited for me. I reached down to grasp his shaft and placed it at my opening. Then I began to slowly slide down the entire length of his erection. 

God, Susan, it felt wonderful entering me. Once he was completely in me I just sat on him for a moment. My father's cock was in me. It was buried deep up in my belly. My Daddy's cock! I stared down into his eyes and read the lust pooled there. My Daddy wanted me! He wanted me as a woman. Just like the slut he was going to marry. I had a little orgasm at the thought. 

Then I started a gentle rocking motion back and forth letting his penis slide out of me a few inches and then back in. We were both getting more turned on by the second. He reached for my breasts to caress them, and then he started sucking on my nipples as his hands grasped the cheeks of my ass to help me move along his cock. Somewhere in here I came again, a third time, but I knew I still had one more fantasy image to create for us, Susan, and I knew he still had not yet cum.

I rose up and off his penis and rolled onto my back. I gently tugged on his arm to let him know that I wanted him on top of me. I wanted him to see me offering myself to him, giving him his daughter in love and lust. There was no struggle left in him at this point, and I could tell that he wanted this as badly as I did. He moved to get between my thighs and used his hand to guide the head of his cock to my open cunt. He was supporting himself on his rigid arms and my hands were up on his biceps. I once again enjoyed the sensation of him sliding all the way inside me. I arched my back to offer him all of me as he filled my vagina with his hard meat. He began fucking me slowly at first, but then began to thrust into me faster and faster. I encouraged him with my voice and my moans, urging him on to fuck me hard. I felt and sounded like a wanton slut under my father's body.

Oh Susan, I began thrusting upward with my hips and thighs in complete surrender, just like you described, just like you wanted. I have never felt like a bigger slut in my life than at that moment, but the pleasure I felt was absolutely glorious. He was fucking me like a crazed animal now, groaning and whimpering. I knew he was getting ready to cum soon so I just pulled my legs back towards my chest and raised my feet up in the air as I surrendered completely to his frenzied fucking. Within another minute or two he went over the edge and I could feel his penis exploding deep inside me. I came again almost at the same time as he did.

Susan, I think I was pretty much delirious during parts of this, especially by what he said next. He slowly began to calm down and stopped moving. His weight was delicious on my panting body. We both just kind of laid there trying to catch our breath and then he said, "Who is Susan?" 

I said, "What?" And he said, "You were saying something about Susan". 

I think I was in shock at this point and said something like, "Oh, I don't know. I don't know what I was saying". DO YOU BELIEVE THAT?! Isn't that crazy?! Susan, I think that was the moment that the adrenaline rush began to fade and I began to realize the gravity of what we had just done. All those feelings of shame came rushing at me and I began to feel sick to my stomach. I moved away from him and crawled up into a fetal position. I think he quickly realized that something was very wrong, and he got his clothes and left the bedroom.




The Sorority Sisters: Creme No. 05



Susan, I stayed in the bedroom the rest of the night. I was crying off and on. I just felt terrible, yet I also know that I found the whole thing very erotic and exciting. I can't really explain it any better than that. 

We went to church the next morning and hardly said a word to each other. I think we were both afraid to bring it up. We were supposed to go out to an Easter brunch with some of his friends after church, but I told him a little lie about having a terrible headache. He dropped me off at the house and said he would be back after the brunch. He had planned to take me to the airport that afternoon for my flight home, but I didn't feel like I wanted to deal with this anymore. So I took the coward's way out and wrote him a note explaining that I was going to catch a cab to the airport. 

I just left, even though it was about five hours before my flight was due to take off. It was easier for me killing that time alone at the airport than being around him. I wasn't mad at him or anything. I just felt terrible guilt and shame. Does that make any sense? I guess it was the society taboo thing, right?

I should tell you the next part, too. He tried calling me several times later in the day, but I avoided taking his calls. Then on Monday afternoon I finally accepted a call from him at work. I knew I couldn't avoid this forever. We had a pretty good conversation. We were each apologizing to the other and each of us was trying to take the blame for what happened. By the end of the conversation things were pretty much ok. He told me that he would get one of those pre-nup agreements if that would make me feel better about things. I did tell him that I was happy for him as long as he was happy. So, Susan, at this point I would say everything is pretty cool between us, and I am greatly relieved about that.

Susan, I love you so much.

***********

Post Note:

Katie and I have talked about this at some length and I think she is well on her way to accepting that what she did, while frowned on by society and morally taboo in our world, was a natural act fed by rampant emotions and her own desires to hold a more central place in her Dad's eyes. They seem to be reconciled, but I doubt they will ever again lie together as lovers. But who knows when it comes to the emotions of men and women in love. Or in lust.

Warning: Children, do not try this at home. (Go to a motel.)

Susan