0 comments/ 19279 views/ 0 favorites Tracey Unleased Ch. 01 By: Vanhorton Chapter 2: Meet Jewel Jewel sat in the middle back corner of her college classroom. She looked around the room, everybody her was a faceless entity. She looked over behind her shoulder to the very back of the room. There were the football players and their cheerleaders. With them the basketball players and their cheerleaders. She never tried to hangout with them. She never bothered with all the parties, the bar scenes, the gossip hounds, the Jocks and the wannabe's. Also she wasn't exactly their type either, she wasn't drop dead gorgeous, hell she didn't consider herself very attractive. She was about five foot two, dark long hair the never did what she wanted it to, so she just kept it in a ponytail all the time during school and most other activities. She looked down at her chest, she had huge boobs pushing DD, but really she felt the only reason they were so big was because she wasn't the thinnest girl either. She wasn't morbidly obese like LARPer Larry behind her, just a little around fifteen-twenty pounds over the recommended weight. Her stomach was a little pudgy, but only when she sat funny or was on her hands and knees scrubbing the apartment floors would it kinda bother her. And thinking back to LARPer Larry, she didn't have much to do with the geeks, nerds, computer heads the ones who don't really fit into a said category. She was a dork, but not like the big L.L next to her. She didn't really care for people in general. She preferred her nights at home, on her computer blogging. But that was her real secret wasn't it? She didn't just blog the standard things, like movies, books, the whole epoch of the human condition or some bullshit. She blogged porn. More specifically, the fetish porn. She slipped a bit down in her chair. Her face red from both a little excitement and embarrassment thinking about it. She liked watching skinny girls with bright red lipstick, black latex corsets and silk gloves, staring hungrily at man naked from the waist down, his big thighs hairless from a fresh shave. The camera is a bit shaky as he watches. She was always intrigued by this camera angle. The man's eye, as she called it on her blogs. His cock growing in size from the silk gloves moving slowly and lightly up his legs. The woman teasing him as she brushes her long curled hair away from the her eyes. She thinks about that hardening cock throbbing itself straight up. Then the girl, in her fantasy, hands leave the shot only to return with a long cigarette holder and a lighter. The woman leans her head back, smiling with only but, a glimpse of her white teeth coming through takes the black cigarette holder in between those deep red lips. Raise the lighter and lights the cigarette. The bright orange glow at the end catches her attention for just a moment. Then the red lipped woman moves her head down. She looks right at the camera, parts her lips into a big red O, and exhales, very slowly, an almost fake amount of smoke at the man's under shaft. His legs twitch, in unison with his cock, which she notices now the tip is starting to leak that very clear liquid. Jewel sinks a bit more in her chair, lost in her head. The woman now takes another drag of her lit smoke machine then breathes in deep before placing her lips over the man's tip and then takes it in smoothly into her mouth. Once she has it all seven inches into her mouth and a bit into her throat. She exhales the smoke from her lungs, through her nose. It hits the man's pelvis and stomach before rising and dispersing into the air. BANG Julie jumped and looked around, everyone of getting up and leaving. She took a second to shake her head, which was a quirk of hers really, it seemed to help her get out of daydream land and into the real world. She looked up at the clock. "Fuck, I missed whole god-damn lecture. Son of a bitch, I hope it wasn't fucking important." Jewel said a loud as she grabbed her book bag. She waited tell everyone was out her row before she even attempted to make her way out of the room. She shuffled her way slowly down the college hallway. She looked up occasionally into the stream of unimportant faces around her. Then turned her gaze back to the floor. She thought about, what she started to call, her addiction. Her entire stream of thought seemed to revolve around pornography. Not even sex, really as she had spiraled into the belief that real sex couldn't match the fantasies she surrounded herself with at night, and every weekend. She then looked back up to her peers. Did any of them have the same thoughts? Were they just like her. Then walked past one of the talking groups. "So I just got this, unbelievable jackets at the mall today..." A girls voice said high and shrill "I can't wait to get off on that jacket." One the guys interrupted, his was low and filled with laughter. "You're so fucking gross, Adam, and besides it cost forty-five dollars, like I'm letting you anywhere near me or this jacket." "No, I guess they don't" Jewel sighed. She crossed her arms and made her way out of the school and started to make her way back home. She was a just a couple of blocks away from home when she saw two girls coming towards her. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized they weren't coming just towards her, but coming right at her. She couldn't place it but they both had an odd air about them, besides their apparently looks. The one was tall, very skinny and very pale, almost like a life like Barbie Doll. However, her makeup was packed on just a bit too much. The brown roots that were beginning to show through the platinum blonde dye, gave away that which it was supposed to be hiding. The green eye shadow fit her very well however. The other one was much shorter, but still taller than herself. She too had put on just a bit to much makeup, especially in the lipstick area. She was much tanner that the woman she was keeping company with, but this was manly due to her Hispanic heritage that was quite obvious to Jewel. She thought for a moment about these girls. "Hey it is Jewels!" The tall, pale woman said. "Holy shit, what fuckin' luck." The shorter one said with a sense of relief. Then Jewel remembered, Sam and Adrian. Two very strange girls that her roommate has hung out with a couple of times. She only met them in passing the few times she saw them, how the hell did they remember her? "Oh my fucking god, Jewels. You're bitch of a roommate told us to meet her at your apartment and no one is there, and we were locked outside. What a pain in the ass, and I really have to piss." The Adrian, the pale girl lamented. "No shit, Jewels! Do you mind if we come up until she get's home? We don't feel like taking that fucking bus all the way across town only to come back when that fucking bitch shows back up." Jewel thought for a moment. She didn't even know her roommate was going to be in town, tonight. Her mind slipped back to her thoughts for the evening, curing up naked with a blanket in front of her computer, alone. Just her and her fetishes for the entire night. Now in ruins. She snapped back into reality. She looked at the two woman staring at her desperately. Then an idea came across her mind. Jewel shook her and sighed, "Yeah that's fine, I'll let you in. You can hang out in the living room, till she gets home, but keep it down because I have to study my lecture notes from my last class, ok?" The two girls spoke at once and over each other, "Of course, of course, thank you..." "Oh my god, thank you, I was going to piss myself on the bus," The two kept talking all the way back to the apartment. Jewel just kept her head down and walked briskly in front of them. Once there she let them in, closed and locked the door behind them, then headed right for her room. "Thanks for letting us up." Sam said to her Jewel as she walked away quickly. "You're welcome, I have to go study now." Jewel said loudly to the women behind her as she walked farther way from them, and closer to her sanctuary, the place she has wanted to be since she remember that movie. The girl with the red lipstick. But now she had her roommate's stupid friends over. She walked into her room, closed the door, put her back against it and slid down to the white carpet. She looked up at her room and looked around with a heavy sigh. Her clothes were everywhere, the dirty mixed and mingling with the clean. She looked under the unmade bed and saw an old VHS tape among the clothes and boxes that made their home there. No writing on it, but she knew what it was right away. Her most unbridled secret desire, a full five hours of it. She tilted her head up and let her hand wander down over her shirt, down over her breasts and down over her jeans and onto her crotch. She pressed down on her pelvis, and partly on her pussy. The button from her jeans pushed square against her clit, causing a slit discomfort along with the pleasure. She kept it there for a moment not moving, just thinking about... BANG "Ha ha, you clumsy bitch." She heard muffled behind the door. "Shut up, you fucking slut, you distracted me," She heard pale Adrian say, still muffled, "Fuck I still have to piss." Jewels, moved her hand and stood up angrily. She opened the door and walked down the hall a bit to the bathroom. She was pissed they were being loud, that she had just started her nightly routine only to be interrupted. And she was also disgusted Adrian had left the bathroom door open to go to the bathroom. Jewels stood and turned into the bathroom, "I told you I have to study and OH MY GOD," Jewel stopped in front of the door stunned. Not only was Adrian going to the bathroom standing up. She had a penis. "Sorry Jewels, I wasn't thinking. I feel like a stupid bitch," Adrian said as she finished up her business. She put her cock back in her leather skirt and flushed the toilet. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. "You, you're not, you're a, you, you're fucking dude!" Jewel said still into total shock, amazement and awe. "Guilty as charge, Jewels. Like you didn't know?" Adrian said as she walked past her into the living room. Jewels thoughts became wild in her head, and thought back to that tape in her bedroom. The five hours of women being fucked by she-males and transgender. Her deepest fantasy, one that she gave up experiencing since she first came across it online several years ago. The idea of experiencing both sexes at once, to look that person in the face to see the masculine within the feminine. The feeling of breasts pressed against hers while having from those same breasts press a cock inside of her. She always had this odd thought that she could maybe understand the whole idea of gender if she could have but that one experience. She walked into the living room and followed Adrian to the couch. He sat next to Sam who was giggling uncontrollably. Jewel pushed Sam over and sat in between the two of them. She leaned back, and looked around letting out a quick sigh. At this moment the room looked completely different to her. Everything looked out of place. The two brown leather chairs that sat on both sides of the large white upholstered couch didn't seem real. The thirty-two inch T.V that sat before them appeared almost miles away from her. She looked at Sam and took another deep breath before she spoke. "So, are you?" She started to say then stopping herself. Sam busted out laughing incredibly hard almost falling off the couch. Adrian failed to try to keep his laughter stifled, but soon she was laughing too. Jewel's face became intensely flushed and warm, "Stop laughing at me." She said almost pleading. Sam straightened back up and held her stomach, she then tilted her head still smiling, "Of Course, Jesus Jewel I think you're the only one who doesn't know!" Jewel sunk a bit in the couch between the women. Her mind still racing, her thoughts kept running video clips of she-males bending women over, taking them from behind. Sliding their large cocks in and out of a woman's pussy, their tits dragging up and down their back. Jewel felt her face get hotter. Jewel cleared her throat, "So, are you two lovers? Are you straight?" She stopped herself and bit her lip. Why did she ask that she thought? They're gonna be pissed, she continued to think. Sam and Adrian looked at each other and laughed a bit, Sam looked back at Jewel, "We've fucked each other, we've fuck boys together, we've fucked girls together. We don't give a shit really Jewels. Fun is fun." Sam said laughing. Then Adrian put his hand on Jewel's thigh and stroked it over her jeans, "And fucking, is fun," She said seductively. Jewel felt an almost painful pop in her head. She felt her pussy become flushed with heat and moisture. Just then Sam began to slowly stroke her face with the back of her hand. Jewel felt the goose bumps form and move up her back. She shivered a bit, and unwittingly, spread her legs a bit more while turning her face more against Sam's hand. Adrian took advantage immediately Jewel's spreading of her legs and began to massage her hand upward causing Jewel's face and skin to become even more flushed and red. She could feel her heart beating franticly in her chest, and it cause her head to spin and her pussy to ache. As she felt Adrian's hand to move upward she moved in she turned more toward Sam, bringing her head into his. She opened her mouth, and slid her tongue out of her mouth, placing them against Sam's. Just then Adrian brought her hand up to Jewel's chest. She deeply grabbed Jewel's left breast and massaged it over her shirt. Jewel felt her body melt into the couch. Was this really happening? Was this just another elaborate fantasy she was subjecting to herself in her room? Then Sam pulled away from Jewel's mouth, grabbed her shirt and took it off her head. Jewel felt her silver earring stud pull against the fabric. She then knew this was real. She looked down at her breasts, and Adrian's womanly nails scratching against her tan bra that barely contained her large pale breasts. Jewel turned her and stared into Adrian's eyes. Jewel half closed her eyes and whispered in her low breathy voice, "Take you're clothes off," she turned her head back towards Sam, "You too," her voice still low and barely above a whisper. As the Adrian and Sam stood up, Jewel unclasped her bra from the front and unbuttoned her pants. She was experiencing something she never thought she would and has wanted to as long as she could remember. She got on her hands and knees, and turned her head back, staring at Sam as she undressed. Sam lifted her pink fuzzy sweater over her head. Jewel's mouth dropped as she started at the tits in the black bra in front of her. A little drool dripped out of her mouth as she started at the woman undressing in front of her. When Adrian snapped the black clasp and that black bra went to the floor. Jewel let out a slight moan. Sam's body was perfectly tan, like a goddess, and those breasts. She knew those were a C cup. She had never seen breasts that, ever other word escaped her mind except perfect. Well never in real life, but now they were right there just a foot or two away. She turned her head back forward, Adrian's shirt and bra were already off. She wasn't nearly as tan as Sam. But her breasts were just as perfect, however smaller with a B cup, she did notice the larger nipples Adrian seemed to have. Then Adrian started to remove her pants. Jewel moved to her knees, her eyes never leaving Adrian's waist. She wanted to see it again. Part of her worried that cock wouldn't be there again. Jewel brought herself up higher with her knees and began to pull her jeans down her own white, hairless thighs. She felt the cooler air on her legs and tumbling a bit through her panties and over her crotch. This only heightened sate of arousal. She slid her jeans down as far as she could. Trapping them, both around her knees and white plush couch cushion. Still her eyes never left Adrian's body, and she didn't have to look down to see the dark pink wet spot on her otherwise bright pink thong. Adrian smiled and seemed to tremble a bit as she tugged on her tight black pants. Jewel licked her lips and watched as Adrian's pants slid down, over her waist, so slowly it seemed. Jewel was dying and she could feel that wetness between her legs only flowing what almost felt like a fucking faucet. Then finally when those pants were past Adrian's cock did it make sense. She has on what looked like 3 pairs of panties. She heard some clothes drop on the floor behind her, she moved back on her hands and knees and looked behind her. "Holy Fuck!" She said much louder then she intended. But when she saw Sam behind her. Sam naked, tan, and a body that any woman would die for. Slim, a waist line that went in, before the hips came out. But that cock is what really made her yell when she didn't want to. There was the tannest, thickest cock she had every seen, throbbing at her. All eight inches of it, and it was uncut. She'd never seen or had one of those before either. Let alone on a Hispanic woman! Jewel brought her head around only to see the last pair of panties fall off of Adrian's pale body. "Gwahhh," Was all she could grunt. Adrian member was cut, she saw that right away, It was also much thinner than Sam's. Sam's had to be at least three to four inches thick. Adrian's however was more like one and a half maybe two inches. But it was also at least an inch longer. She head spun from her own thoughts of what was to happen in a few moments. Jewel found herself in an almost lustful rage. She brought her knees up and was bucking her jeans off her legs, kicking them to the floor in a heap. Her thoughts were of nothing but of the two women with cocks in front and behind her. She smiled, bringing her hand up and motioned for Adrian to come towards her. Adrian moved slowly towards Jewel, her rock hard cock was moving back and forth opposite of the rest of her body. Her tits bounced, perfectly Jewel opened her mouth wide, still smiling and beckoning Adrian. Adrian stood in front of Jewel, her cock less then an inch from her open mouth. Jewel quickly and knowing, turned her head around to look at Sam. "Get my cigarettes and let me one." She told the tan goddess. Sam quickly picked up Jewel's jeans, pulled her cigarettes out of a front pocket, and lit two. One for Jewel and another for herself. "Put it in my mouth," She ordered Sam, who bent over a bit and placed it in Jewel's mouth. His cock rigidly swayed with every motion. Sam then stood back up taking a drag of her own. Jewel turned back to the cock in front of her. She puckered her lips took a deep drag. The ashes She then brought her left hand up, took the cigarette out, carefully held it in between her index and middle fingers. She then blow the smoke out of her lungs, though her mouth and onto Adrian's hard cock that was still right outside of her mouth. She then reared her head back spit on her cock. Jewel looked up and Adrian, smiling she then raised the cigarette high over her cock and flicked the dead ashes onto the topside of that long, thin cock. She then handed the cigarette to Adrian to hold. Adrian took it, her eyes wide, with bewilderment. Jewel then put her left hand back down to support herself, and brought her right hand up. She grabbed Adrian's spit and ash covered cock. And began stroke that long hard cock up and down, twisting when she moved back to the tip. Her motions were mixing the spit and ash, blackening the once pale cock. She looked up at Adrian who, in her tending of the cigarette, and almost finished it. Jewel brought her head up as Adrian, turned the cigarette and placed it in Jewel's mouth. She looked over Sam as she inhaled. Her eyes widened as she watched the Hispanic Goddess slowly stroking her thick brown cock, using her massive amount of clear pre-cum for a slick lubricant. She then quickly turned back to Adrian, who removed the cigarette from her lips. Jewel took a second deeper breath, she felt the smoke bury deep into her lungs, lingering there warmly. She the looked at the ash blacked cock, she looked Adrian in the eyes. Jewel smirked and raised an eyebrow to her before swiftly taking five inches of the huge cock into her mouth. Tracey Unleased Ch. 01 Adrian moaned softly but it also gave up her confusion. Jewel knew that was not something almost any other girl would do. She looked over at Sam who was still stroking her cock, but her face looked pained with wanting. Jewel kept her mouth in place, but still swirled her tongue, coating her tongue with the slight taste of cigarette and pre-cum. Just like from her movie she breathed the smoke from her nose. This time, for her, it hit the remaining exposed cock before disappearing. Jewel then Looked back at Adrian and removed her mouth from his cock. Without saying a Jewel crawled off the couch, and onto the floor. She crawled over to Sam gazing at his cock she brought her head down, her mouth breathing heavily on his large sack. She opened her mouth wider and placed her tongue on the right side. Then Jewel licked from base of his under shaft, dragging it all the way to the tip. She quickly brought her back and licked from the base to the tip, but this time on the left side. She smacked her lips and tongue, She always thought pre-cum was much sweeter then the real cum. Jewel then turned around. She had completely forgot she still had her thong on. As Sam quickly pulled it down. Jewel lifted one leg at a time, she looked down and saw that slight hanging gut, but now she didn't care. She was in complete ecstasy! Sam then took the thong and to Jewel's took all of it into her mouth, chewing on it. Jewel moaned at the sight of it. This golden-cock goddess eating her underwear. Jewel turned to Adrian who now had taken to not only to stoking her own cock, but letting her drool fall on her breasts and massaging it into her breasts. Jewel smiled and pointed to her mouth. Then Sam and Adrian smiled at each other and moved into their respective position. Sam finally broke the silence that seemed to have surrounded the room, "Jesus, Jewel! You're a fuckin' crazy bitch!" Jewel looked back and wiggled her hips, she could feel her pussy slowly dripping, the juices very slowly down her thigh, not unlike that first teardrop, ever so slowly sliding it's way down the side of someone's face, paving the way for the rest to join it much faster. Just like that first teardrop, Jewel could feel her thighs getting ever so wetter. "Just wait till your inside me, Samantha," Jewel said still looking back, spreading her legs a bit more, moving back letting the wet lips between her legs very gently tickle the tip of Sam's rock thick cock with their velvet skin. "Yes, madam slut." Sam said smiling. She grabbed Jewel by her hips, who brought her face down to get her hips as high as she could, spreading her legs even further, to allow for the massive thick cock she was about to receive, "Thank you, God!!" She said softly into the carpet. Sam took Jewel's hips in her hands and ever so slightly adjusted herself just outside of Jewel's pussy. Jewel giggled and shook a bit from it tickling her ever so sensitive lips. She knew her pussy must have been red and swollen. She could feel it throbbing, throbbing for what has felt like days now. She brought her right hand up to her stomach, letting it slide down her pelvis over her clit. Ohhh her clit, she thrusted her hips head back and bit her lip. Right at that moment she wanted to feel her hair against her face with her other hand she quickly removed her hair tie. She moved her face back down, letting it caress and cover her face. She let out a soft moan as she slowly moved her hand in circles over her clit. She could feel it the waves up pleasure moving up to her stomach then out through her entire body. She buried her face back in its spot, in the carpet. Jewel didn't want to stop rubbing, she wanted to cum right there, but then her thoughts took over her mind again. She was a pleasure delayer, she knew she didn't want to have several small cums. She want that one hard cum, the kind that made her whole body shake, and her eyes roll in the back of her head, simulating a blackout. She stopped rubbing her clit and moved down farther grabbing Sam's hard wet cock. She braced herself. She held Sam's cock steady and very slowly began to slide her pussy down. Both Sam and Jewel, let out loud moans, moans that made Adrian stroke her cock a little harder. Jewel had was clouded and dizzy she looked up at Adrian and filled with nothing but thoughts of being filled, fixed her dizzying eyes on Adrian's cock. "Are you going to," She stopped for a moment and sighed, she could feel Sam pushing into her now as she continued her descent on his cock, "Are you going to stick that fucking thing back in my mouth or not?" "Mmmm, look Sam we found a fun little fucking cunt, didn't we?" Adrian said, as she moved and sat on the very edge of the couch, still stroking her pale cock. "Oh my god, Jewel," Sam said straining a bit, her hands digging deeper into Jewel's hip, "Adrian, her cunt is so fucking tight!" Jewel smiled only briefly before she really started to move her body up and down Sam's eight inch cock. She placed left hand on Sam's, pushing both deep and hard into her. She slide her pussy up to the tip of Sam's cock, and took a deep breath. What happened next was a fantasy come true. Jewel took Adrian's cock between her lipstick lips and brought her hips down hard and fast taking his entire cock into her wet cock hungry pussy. She left Sam hit bottom in her pussy, and Adrian sliding past her tonsils and into her throat. She then felt Adrian place her hands gently, yet firmly on Jewel's face. At the same time, she felt Sam push her hand away and take her hands off her hips and place them on her ass with hard firm spank. Jewel brought her hand back to steady herself squarely on her hands and knees. She couldn't see but she knew Sam and Adrian must have made some gesture because, in an almost unholy rhythm, she felt the two of them moving back and forth. She could feel that thin cock slide past her lips, over her tongue at which point she would raise her tongue and suck in to help it further down farther down deep into her throat. When that cock would get that deep she could feel the tip drip and slide down deep into her body. This also cause her to salivate and cover that cock with her spit. The taste of ash was no longer present, instead she tasted nothing but the lightly salty flesh that was moving over tongue and filling her mouth When that cock would slide back out, she could feel Sam move deep inside between her legs. Oh how she loved Sam's cock. Never, even with all of her toys, had she ever felt her pussy filled so wondrously. She could feel her inter-flesh, wet and slick, not only stretch with being push deep back into her. She could even feel Sam's tip hit her fucking uterus. With each thrust she could feel her cunt juice's being forced out, over her, Sam and onto the carpet below. She closed her eye's hard, unable to open them, both from the thrust both in her mouth and slit. But more so from the welling feeling that was building inside of her. She never wanted to end, but then Adrian spoke. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth, you dirty fucking slut?" Adrian spoke her voice both high and out of breath. Jewel, who only moaned as she brought her face down, taking all of Adrian's cock into her mouth, the tip deep now in her throat. She swirled her tongue as wildly as she could with such a full mouth. Adrian's face twisted, her body twisted and she yelled loudly. Jewel could feel that cock spasm uncontrollably, for a brief moment before she felt warm liquid spray all over the lining of her mouth, throat and straight down into hungry stomach. Jewel held herself there, until she felt Adrian's thin, long cock relax between her teeth. Then Jewel heard behind her, Sam say, "I'm gonna cum soon!" She too out of breath. Jewel quickly moved her mouth off of Adrian's still hard but now controlled member. She then pushed Sam off her and also sent Adrian to the floor. "If you're going to cum Sam, it's going to be in my ass." With that Jewel helped Sam up and onto the couch. She then quickly ran to the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of baby oil from the tub. Running back into the room she stood over Sam, with the bottle high over Jewel, she opened it. She let the slippery liquid fall all over her, in her hair, on her tits, over her stomach. Jewel didn't care where it went, except that some of it got on Sam's cock. As the oil flowed freely, it covered Sam's stomach, legs and cock. The white couch too was now stained from it. Jewel then looked at Adrian's still hard cock. "And if she's cumming in up my asshole, you're fucking this pussy," Jewel said, as squirted some of the baby oil into hand. Jewel then bent forward putting her ass right in Sam's face and covered her asshole with the oil. Jewel teased and prodded her puckered drier hole with the oil. Sam, who was breathing heavily, slowly worked the slippery substance all over her cock . Sam watched intently to the show just inches from her face. Jewel took one of her fingers as deep as she could inside her own ass. Wiggling it, working the oil all over then she stuck another in, then another. Jewel moaned loudly as she worked the three fingers in and out of her. Then she slowly took them out, stared at Adrian and like a woman who's only thoughts were of lust, sucked on them. She watch Adrian's cock get back to being as hard as it was before she came. Then Jewel grabbed the base of Sam's cock and with amazing ease, slowly slid the massive tool deep into her ass. "Fuck me! I can feel it in my fucking stomach!" Jewel said as she slid down taking it all in, five inches, six inches, finally seven inches. "Holy shit, Jewel, you're asshole feels better then your god damn cunt." Sam said making small thrust inside of Jewel Then Jewel leaned back and motioned to Adrian to her. Adrian, in a flash was right there. her cock still wet from Jewel's mouth, resting right outside of Jewel's pussy. Adrian twisted her body a bit and pushed her cock deep into Jewel. Jewel's head spun even faster now. He could feel Sam's tits grinding up and down her back, she moved her head forward and took of Adrian's in her mouth. She could feel Sam and Adrian, not only were they in her ass and cunt, but she could feel the two cocks rubbing against each other against that small space of flesh that kept each hole separate. All three of them now were moaning and yelling. Flesh against flesh. All three twisted in pleasure and desire. This position, with these two women who were men. She really did feel like she understood sex on a whole other level. She screamed with a pleasure she had never known. Sam yelled that he was going to cum, just could only look down at her face that seemed to be melting with the pleasure. Jewel bounced harder now, moving up and down at speeds she didn't she could do giving the current situation. "Cum in my fucking ass, Sam. Shoot deep in to me so it doesn't come out for days!" Jewel grunted her own feelings of desire were building higher and hotter. She only heard Sam yelled from under her, the words were lost. First she felt the large cock slamming against her inner walls, then he felt her warm cum shoot deep into her intestines, her stomach being filled by her warm Jizz. From in front of her heard Adrian yell too, Jewel took Adrian's tit back in her mouth and bit down with some forth. Then that cock was wildly slamming her womb much harder then when Sam was in her. She felt her pussy fill with a warm liquid that she could feel quickly oozing out of her. This was all too much for Jewel, she felt her asshole clinch against the cock that was still deep in her. She felt her pussy strangle the cock that was still pushed as deep as it could into her. She screamed as that feeling that was almost tearing her apart finally sprang to life, she scream and shook. "I'm cumming so fucking hard! I'm cumming, I'm fucking CUMMING!!" Jewel's eyes rolled back , she body let loose with a force she had never had before, Adrian's cock was pushed out by a hard stream of fluid that was shooting from her pussy. Her asshole squeezed down so hard on Sam, that jolted another yell and another much smaller amount of cum to enter her ass. Jewel shook and quivered. This was it, this is what she had always believed what her body could make her feel. She arched her back against tightly against Sam's tight. "Holy Fuck!" Jewel screamed at the top her lungs, as another very brief but powerful wave hit her again. Her body twisted and flailed as she sprang up quickly only to lose control of her legs. She fell to the her hands and knees on floor. Her breathing labored and heavy, she hadn't had noticed how much she had been sweating until now. Her breath just came back when she heard. "What the fuck is going on in here?" Jewel looked up to see her roommate Tracey staring down at her naked, sweaty oil covered body. Tracey Unleased Ch. 02 Part 2: Whatever Happened To Tracey? As soon as Tracey exited the elevator to the third floor, she could hear her roommate Jewel moaning and screaming. Tracey smiled deliciously, everything was coming to fruition. It had been four years since she entered this world and in that four years she hasn't aged, she never would. She would never age, never gain weight, never have to worry about getting old and never have to worry about dying. She would never lose her tan, her tits would always be perky, and her pussy would forever be tight. She glanced around the apartment hallway, Jewel's moans were getting louder. Her screams, echoing through the hall. Tracey had been waiting for this moment ever since she met Jewel and convinced her to be her roommate. Tracey knew Jewel would be perfect. Perfect for her and perfect for her plans. Tracey couldn't help but feel the charge of excitement rise from the depths of her stomach, both from hearing Jewel in sexual bliss as she approached and knowing that finally everything was about begin. Tracey stopped in front of door. Number three twenty-one, their apartment. Tracey pressed her ear against the door. She smiled and licked her lips, Sam and Adrian had done exactly what she had hoped, what she had wanted them to do. She couldn't stand them herself, but she knew of Jewel's obsession with their kind. Tracey had known this because she was constantly going into Jewel's room when she was at school. She would go through her photo albums, her notes and of course, Jewel's computer. She knew almost every about Jewel. About her family, friends, ex-boyfriends, she knew about Jewel's brief experience's with women. She also knew about everyone of Jewel's sex desires and wants. And that was the information Tracey was most concerned about. Tracey now heard Jewel loud and very clear through the door "Cum in my fucking ass, Sam. Shoot so deep in to me, it doesn't come out for days!" Jewel command from inside the apartment. Everything she had been planning ever since that day was coming together, right behind that door. Tracey thought about how she had gotten this far and how she almost never got there. Her thoughts slipped backwards to that morning. That morning after she came through the mirror... "Finally I am free." -------------- Tracey ran out of the house, her red fuzzy robe clutched tight against her, screaming for help. The flames behind her were wild and out of control. She spun around, towards the house, screaming for her mother, Ellen. Most of the small community was gone that weekend, the few that had remained came outside. If only to see why the young woman was screaming. And only one of the neighbors, a Honey TreeFeather, came over to actually comfort Tracey, who at this point had fallen to her knees. Honey sat next to Tracey, holding and rocking her. Tracey, continued to scream for her mother. A mother who never came out of that burning house. Tracey stayed on her knees and just wept into Honey's arms and shoulders, on the dry grass. It wasn't until after the fire engines left. That police cars had drivin away and the fire was finally snuffed out that Honey brought Tracey to her feet and brought her over to her house. The house that was just next door. Honey TreeFeather was shunned by most of the town. She was known as the local crazy. She was twenty-six years old, but to the rest of the tiny community, she might as well be the crazy old shut in. A witch they called her, and for the most part they were right. She more than dabbled into the occult, she was a Hedge Priestess, the part taker of "White Magic." To her it was religion, to everyone else it was evil and wrong. If this didn't make her an outcast, then the fact that she was the only non-white in the area made that only more apparent. She never let on to where she was from, but from her light brown skin, thick black hair and accent most guessed she was a Mexican. Honey was also shorter and rounder then Tracey. At five foot and one hundred and fifty pounds, she still put one of Tracey's arms around her shoulder and helped her through the front door into her house. It entered to the living room, which was dark and dusty. It that smell of a grandparents house. The carpet was brown and matted with a horrible plaid style. The room only housed two very off white chairs and a blacked brick fireplace. Honey placed Tracey into one of the chair and went off to get her some water. Tracey sat there her eyes closed and her red, fuzzy robe still wrapped tightly against her. She held her head in her hands, sliently. Honey walked back into the room and stood in front of Tracey. Tracey slowly lifted her head up and looked over Honey. She was wearing a long black skirt that was frayed and torn at the bottom. As the sitting girl moved her eyes upward she saw a the black corset that held her naturally round body tight. Yet it extenuated the curves of her hips and breasts. Tracey then looked up at her face, her exotic facial features and long thick curly hair made her look untamed. The black hair sprawled around her face and into the space around it. As Honey handed Tracey the glass of water, their eyes meet. IN that exact moment, fear and a sense of something dark, and unnatural filled Honey's senses. She felt evil, and knew the girl in that chair was not Tracey. Honey did her best not to show any trace of the way she felt this. And she believed that she done just that. Tracey took the glass, looked down at the water then drank it. "Ugg, thank you Honey!" Tracey said softly before taking another sip. "Don't worry about it dear. You just drink and rest now. You've been through a lot today. Now, while you rest, I have to go straighten up in the basement for a bit. Just sit there and relax," Honey said as she started to walk away briskly. Tracey eyed her as she left the room. She took another sip of water. Honey didn't look back. She knew something was seriously off. She made her way down the wooden dusty stairs, continued past the cobweb covered boxes and into a room in the back. She opened the wood door and closed it quietly behind her. She walked carefully to the middle of the pitch black room. She reached for the hanging string that, when pulled it, turned on a very low light bulb. The room lit up and revealed a large wooden alter with various object laiden upon it. A wooden mortar and pestle, various dried plants, herbs and also an assortment of multicolored liquids. On the cement floor below her, in white chalk, was a beautifully drawn large pentagram within a circle. Honey quickly moved in front of the alter, chanting in Latin. She moved about, placing several of the dried ingredients into the mortar and began smashing them with the pestle. Her chanting changed from Latin, into another old dead language. "Achtime. Memoname. Drafarah. Laetvasha. Jear'ok'lar. Larvachar." Honey moved about the alter, her skirt flowed along the concrete floor swept gray dust up onto it. Her corset that barely moved. was pressed and tied tightly against her larger, curved body. When she had finished grounding, she added a deep almost glowing blue liquid from a vial on the alter. The concoction began to bubble a bit. Honey moved into the middle of the pentagram circle and kneeled in the center, rocking and chanting. "Adrainama. Brabic. Ven'an'lad. Colmina...." She continued. "Not the best thing for you to be doing don't you think? Tracey interupted, standing behind Honey. Her red robe was open. Her naked body exposed. Honey, startled, turned around quickly, dropping the mortar onto the circle. The blue liquid contents seeped out onto the pentagram and Honey fell onto her back. Propped up by her elbows Honey stared back at Tracey. "Oops, did I ruin your little magic trick?" Tracey said bring her hands up in a questioning manner. "What kind of devilry are you?" Honey asked as she backed up, using her arms and feet. Tracey laughed and shook her head. She moved slowly towards Honey. Her breasts swayed slightly in rhythm with her hips. Her pussy was now completely bare shaven, very unlike it had been that very same morning. The lips between her legs were very pink and pouted. Honey continued to back away till she her back was against the wooden alter. "Not a very proficient witch are you? If you were, you wouldn't have to ask such questions! But no, instead you come down here. Leaving poor little me alone, and after you were so nice! Only to find you down here. Playing with things you shouldn't be!!!" Tracey said as she moved more quickly towards Honey, the anger rising in her voice. She grabbed a fistful of Honey's wild black hair and threw her onto her stomach in the middle of the pentagram. Honey hit the cement hard, scrapping her hands and arms. She brought herself up to her hands and knees. She started to crawl for the door, but Tracey's bare foot came down hard on her back. Bringing her back down on her stomach again. "I don't think so, my little witch! I just got into this world and I'll be damned, if I'm going to let someone like you try anything that could complicate that!" Tracey yelled as she grabbed the back of Honey's skirt, ripping it off and throwing it to the back corner of the room. Honey just laid on her stomach. Her face and ears burned red with fear. Tears started to swell in her eyes. She could feel the cold stale basement air against her bare legs, and over her exposed white cotton panties. Honey squirmed under Tracey's foot. This only caused Tracey to push her down harder. Tracey looked at the woman under her foot, squirming. She glanced down her body. Tracey licked her lips. She reached down and grabbed Honey's white cotton undergarment. "Let's see what this is hiding shall we?" Tracey said darkly, as she forcefully pulled on the back of the panties. "OH GOD NOO!" Honey screamed as she felt the panties painfully pulled against her pelvis. The pain of tearing fabric agains her belly. The echoes of Tracey's laughter filled her hot, burning ears. She wept some more. Tracey kicked Honey, sliding her a bit across the floor. The chalk from the drawn circle was now all over her corset and skirt. This made them look very faded. It also covered her legs and arms. This caused her brown skin to look pale. Honey buried her head into her arm sobbing from fear and embarrassment. Tracey walked slowly and stood over the crying girl. She laughed as grabbed the strings on Honey's corset. "This needs to go too, I believe!" She grunted, as she started to yank on them. "Please stop it! I, I won't tell anyone anything. I promise just, just please leave me alone!" Honey lifted her head, crying loudly. Her eyes wide from the pain. The tears ran her black eyeliner and lipstick, messily down her face. "Oh I know you won't! And I know, " Tracey strained as she pulled harder on Honey's corset. It wrapped even more tightly against her body, "You won't try anymore spells either!" Tracey yanked harder on the corset strings. Honey gasped for air and struggled violently against the pressure. Her body sprawled around the in the pentagram. Then, just as Honey thought her ribs were going to break. The corset strings snapped, causing all the pressure to release from her. She gagged and coughed while she breathed fast and deeply. Her flesh red and swollen went out into it's natural round shape. "I can see why you wear a corset, my pudgy little witch. Tell me witch, does your coven allow you to behave in such a manner? I mean look at you, naked and sprawled out on the floor for me?' Tracey said as she kicked her over onto her back. Honey grunted, tears fell from her eyes onto her face and landed on the cold hard concrete, that her body laid out on. Her giant fat breasts covered her chest and part of her stomach. Tracey looked over the crying woman who tried in vain to cover her naked and exposed body. Tracey laughed some more as she turned around and sat on Honey brown and slightly large stomach. She grabbed her legs and lifted them, raising Honey's ass and pussy into the air. Honey's eyes went wide and she started to shrill a loud and desperate wail. Tracey laughed and rocked back and forth on top of Honey, letting her own pussy slide up and down her belly. "Oh this is so much fun! My own little portly virgin witch all for me! To do to as I want," Tracey said hiking Honey's legs up higher. "Please, stop this! This isn't right! Not like this, not by some devil!" Honey cried, as she bucked wildly trying to get the naked woman off of her, but to no avail. "Devil, you say?! Now that's not a very nice thing to say to your first fuck, is it?!" Tracey said, a evil grin covered her face. Honey eyes went wider when she heard this. She was exhausted from the struggle. She couldn't even cry anymore. She just breathed heavily. The sweat dripped out her. Down her face and, over her body. It flowed between her tits and down the crack of her ass. Tracey giggled and muttered some Latin words, then the whole pentagram changed from white to red. Honey felt the strength leave her. She knew she couldn't fight anymore. Tracey felt Honey's body stop fighting her. She let go of one of the legs and dipped two fingers into the glowing blue liquid. She again muttered some Latin. The liquid turned to a very pinkish red shade of color. Honey eyed what was happening. "What, what are you doing? Stop it, you demon!!" Honey asked with a worn out breath. "Now, now," Tracey said as she placed the tip of her index under Honey's dark belly button, and traced a line down her brown skin with the pink goo to her clit, "You say that now. But you'll be thanking me later. I promise you that, my fat little witch." Then the red liquid glowed brightly. It seeped into Honey's skin. Her body suddenly became warm and filled with something she has been avoiding her whole life. Sexual desire and want. Honey's mind tried to fight this feeling in her body. Bur her hips gyrated under Tracey's body, grinding her captor's pussy more against her stomach. "My, what a whore you are! Rubbing my pussy all over you. Are you trying to tell me something?" Tracey taunted. She wrenched the leg in her hands higher. Pressing herself more into Honey's stomach. "No, no it's not like that at all! You know that!!" Honey pleaded, desperately fighting the fever that filled her body. She struggled to keep her hands off of Tracey's back. To feel the body that was in front of her. Have her hands move across her back and over her breasts to slide them in her hands. No she mustn't, she wouldn't give in. "Now, now, my witchie. It isn't good to lie. Your body is telling me something else. I mean, just look at you! I can see your hips moving under me. If you want me to touch you, all you have to do is just say it," Tracey said, as she brought her hands very slowly down Honey's legs. She started at her ankles and moved down slowly rubbing and massaging her way down her to Honey's inner thighs. "No, stop that! I, I don't...What did you do to me?! I couldn't want...What? Wait!" Honey started to ramble. The fire from her body had spread to her mind. She was desperately losing the fight in her head. Tracey started to rub her hands back up Honey's legs. She could see her spell was now driving Honey insane, exactly as it should. She backed up a bit on Honey's body, still holding her legs and placed her wet slit on one of Honey's breasts. She pushed the nipple slightly inside of her and started to move in circles on the rambling woman. "All you have to do is just say it. Say you want me to touch you. Tell me you're a filthy witch whore, and you need to be touched." Tracey said, the evil grin never leaving her face. Her pussy pushed and pulled the nipple in and out. Her hands now wander back up to Honey's inner thighs and hips. She massaged them franticly. Honey's ability to reason, to know the difference from what was right and what she wanted, was fleeting. Her heart raced in her chest, and she started to make excuses. Excuses that she really did want this woman on grinding her. But then, it wasn't really a woman, was she? She was forgetting everything. Her mind seemed to be shutting off. She could feel her nipple getting wet from the pussy that kept pushing and pulling, in and out . The feel of hands massaging her hips and inner thighs just inches from her pussy only cause her fever to rise. "I, oh no, I...I can't say it! I don't, I don't know...Oh my God." Honey muttered, as drool began to drip from the corners of her mouth. Tracey slide her hands off of Honey's hips and onto her own breasts. Rubbing and kneading she brought her tongue down to her nipple. She arched her back and pushed Honey's nipple ever so slightly deeper into her. "No! You're hands, I...no I don't why did you...stop, please." Honey moaned from under Tracey. Tracey it knew right then. Honey was under her spell. Her mind was in a state of intense sexual arousal and under her control. "What was that dear?" Tracey asked her looking down behind her, "What do you want?" "Uhh, your hands. Why did? Ohm, why move?" Honey asked low. She smacked her lips, trying to wet her mouth that was dry from her drooling," Your hands, I. Put them. Oh God, put them back." Tracey whispered as she took her hands off her breasts and hovered them over Honey's wet and extreme reddened-brown pussy, "Put them back where, hunny? Where would you like me to touch you?" Honey raised her hips and moaned. She moved them up and down reaching for Tracey's hands. She kept them hovered inches above her as she bucked. "Ah ah ah! I want to hear you say it." Tracey said. She stopped grinding the tit she sat upon and raised her ass off of Honey. She wasn't touching her at all anymore. "NO! No, come back!" Honey yelped her eyes went wide as she reached up and grabbed for Tracey. She clawed at her ass and back trying to bring her back down onto her, "Touch me! I need you to. Touch me. Oh God, please! I'm losing my mind!" Tracey giggled a bit, "Of course you are! But I can help you with that. Just tell me you want me to touch your cunt. That you're my slut and whore. Then I can make you feel all better" Honey looked at the ass that was hovering just above her breasts. She could see Tracey's slit just barely below that. Further down she could see the hands that hovered above her pussy. It was going crazy for the feeling something inside of it. "Touch. Touch my cunt," Honey finally broke down, her mind lost completely with madness few would ever know. "I'm your slut, I'm...your whore," She whispered "Yes, you are," Tracey said. "No!" Honey suddenly heard in her head, but it was too late. Tracey brought her body crashing back down onto Honey. She slid her hips back, her pussy glided over Honey's tits. Up her chest and over her neck. She then raised her ass just out of reach from Honey's face. She brought her hands down onto Honey's pelvis and massaged her cunt. It was all too late for the once good witch That "No," that was spinning in her head silenced. Tracey had broken the mind of the white witch, who's naked body was sprawled out before her. She laughed wickedly as she started to massage the outside of Honey's wet opening. She played and pulled on her lips. stretching them outward and rubbing them together. She had been waiting for the bitch to break and now she was going to abuse her. She placed her mouth over the vagina she was toying and breathed onto it as she spoke. "So you're my bitch now, do you understand?" Tracey said, as she now as she ran a finger up and down between the two lips. She was careful not to actually penetrate them. "Yes I. I'm your bitch." Honey moaned. Her hips rised to met the finger, trying to get it inside of her. Acheing to push it past her opening. Tracey Unleased Ch. 02 "Now, I seemed to remember someone trying to get rid of me. You don't really want that, do you slut?" Tracey asked now barely pushing her finger pass, resting it momentarily. "Oh God, no! I don't, I need you." Honey said, moving her body once again to push that finger inside her. Tracey started to swirl her finger ever so slowly around the tight opening, she giggled while taking a breath. She then breathed, "Tell me, you fucking cunt, is this what you want?" Slowly she twisted her swirling finger into Honey's hole. Honey dropped her head onto the concrete. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head. The pain that she felt of being teased and empty, immediately gave way to pleasure. It amazed her that just one finger working it's way deep into her body, could release her from the torment. A loud moan escaped her lips. Honey moved her hips back and forth with Tracey's finger. She could feel the fingernail scraping a bit against her inner walls. It scratched that feverish itch that lingered inside. But that it still wasn't enough to give the release her body craved. "More, I need more!" Honey exclaimed, her head thrashing back and forth. "My my! What a filthy little bitch, you've become," Tracey said with more laughter, "But if you want more, then you have to eat my asshole, whore." Tracey then brought hips down onto her whore's face. She dragged her pussy down her nose, across her chin, and made its home right above her throat. She rested her brown puckered musky hole right below Honey's bottom lip. "But, I. That's not, I mean I couldn't." Honey said, even in state of mind, was reluctant to do such a thing. Tracey frowned. She raised and dropped her pussy hard against Honey's throat, causing her to cough and choke. She was also quick to removed her finger, this caused the flaming heat to course back through Honey's body. Her pussy juices streamed out of her empty hole, as if on a mission to find what was once there. "You...filthy...fucking...whore!" Tracey said every time she came back up from crushing Honey's neck with her cunt. Honey gagged and choked on her own spit with every wet sloppy smack that landed on her esophagus. Yet the abuse only fueled the fire that burned with in her. All she could think was, she had to anything to get her vacant wet cunt filled again. "I'm...uh...sorry...uh...I...uh..need...uh...you...*cough*...in...uh...me...*retch*," Honey pleaded, during the onslaught that was now causing her to retch on an empty stomach. Tracey finally stopped crushing the poor witches neck, she then brought her crotch down on Honey's spit covered face. "You refuse to lick my ass! Yet, like a fucking selfish WHORE!" Tracey yelled with violent anger as she grinded her slick pussy deep into Honey's face, "You demand that I keep fucking you like one?!" Honey instinctively opened her mouth wide and jetted her tongue up in the air. She began to lap at any flesh she could press it against. This brought a smile back on Tracey's face as she quickly raised her hips and butt up. She laughed as she watched Honey's head rise up her tongue waving and lapping in the air. "I didn't say lick my pussy, cunt," Tracey shifted her body a bit, and brought her puckered sour hole squarely down on Honey's flat waving tongue, "I said eat my fucking asshole like fucking whore!" Honey's eyes went wide. The taste of the dark tight hole rised against her tongue. The spicy, foreign flavor filled her senses. She could even feel it pull slightly against her, dragging the smooth inner skin against it. This caused a more intense burst of the odd sensation in her tongue. Which made her straighten her tongue and pushed more forcefully against the slightly opened hole. Tracey grabbed one of her smooth ass checks, and opened her asshole slightly more. She very, very slowly brought the tongue inside of her. She could feel Honey's tongue moving, just barely inside of her. "Oh such a good little whore!" Tracey said as she bared down to allow more of the depraved witch's tongue within. This action caused a warm air to envelope over and past Honey's tongue. The taste was much muskier. It's aroma soon filled her nostrils. It was surprisingly sweeter than it's taste, and what would have disgusted her just earlier that day, only egged her on. She brought her head up and grunted as she strained her neck. Tracey laughed much harder and louder, "Look at yourself, you filthy ass-eater! You're disgusting! Here, let me make it easier for you," Tracey pushed her ass down harder on Honey, bringing her head back down on the floor. "And since you're being so good at doing what your told," Tracey grabbed Honey's legs and bent them back exposing her lonely pussy higher up, "Let me give you this!" Tracey quickly brought three fingers together and quickly shoved them deeply into Honey. Who could only moan loudly, her tongue nestled inside of Tracey's hairless wrinkled hole that squeezed tightly around her tongue. "Uhhhga," Was all Honey could get out. Tracey quickly and roughly fingered fucked the no longer virgin pussy that she turned to stare at. She could see drops of it's clear juice spring out and make small dark wet spots on the dry cement. "Now if you want me to keep my fingers in, you have to suck my ass you god damned slut," said Tracey, her voice now low, her own desires beginning to make her body hot. Honey just mumbled in agreement. She put her lips firmly against Tracey's hole and began sucking with immense force. The room echoed with the sounds of slurping and sucking. Tracey laughed as she brought her ass up. Honey's tongue slide out with a loud audible pop. Tracey pulled her fingers out of Honey and stood up over her. She watched her tongue wagging around in the air, her hands reaching down and her fingers disappear into her cunt. Moaning and drooling, her round curved body twisting around. Tracey still laughing stepped over Honey to the mortar and pestle that laid next to the floor. She grabbed the pestle. Which was still coated in the glowing blue substance on the large round wooden end. Tracey quietly spoke her spell again, turning the substance that very same pinkish color that had melded into Honey's body. Tracey then kneed down in between Honey's legs, who was still trashing on the concrete. Only she was now fucking both her holes herself. Tracey was beside herself with evil joy. As she watched the once innocent witch fit 3 fingers in her ass and her sloppy wet pussy. She slapped away Honey's hands and pushed the pestle against Honey's slit. "Now the really fun begins for you," Tracey said with a softening tone, as she slowly twisted and turn the pink liquid covered pestle past Honey's wet lips, slowly into her pussy. Honey's body started to drip with sweat, her wild hair almost instantly matted against the cold hard floor. Her entire brown body now was now a deep red. Tracey laughed maniacally as she spit on Honey's clit before she started to rub it with her free hand. Honey grabbed her fat tits and brought them up to her drooling mouth. She raised her hips as high as she could. She brought both her nipples into her mouth. Tracey pulled the pestle out, it was now just a wet brown wooden fat object. Whatever was on it was now inside of Honey. It was driving her into an even harder lust filled frenzy. Tracey grabbed Honey's thigh as she moved over again. Squatting down, she pressed her pussy tightly against Honey's. Her pussy seemed almost conform to other. Their clits glided over each others, their lips rubbing, opening and closing in synch. Honey moaned only nonsense now, her drool now covered her chin and cheeks. Tracey laughed only for a bit, she was getting close to cumming herself. She started to move up and down more, the sound of the smacking cunts could be heard in every corner of the room. "Uhhh, once you cum...Ahh your mind will be mine. My plump witch." Tracey said, grunting she wanted to cum, but she also wanted to torment the poor witch more. "I uh do anything! Oh God! just make me, ahh, cumm, PLEASE!!" Honey screamed as she thrashed her head, her body had never ached like this before. Tears were once again streaming out of her eyes. Only now it was not from fear, but an unadulterated lust of sexual depravity. Tracey ran a pattern over Honey's stomach right above her belly button. "Then cum with me, and be my slave forever." Tracey said she pushed her pussy down hard and grinded as fast as she could. Both moaning over each other in a dark sexual hymn. Honey's body tensed up as her eyes went completely white. Tracey threw her head back and laughed. Honey grabbed her nipples, and pinched down as hard as she could. She was finally cumming, she felt a flood building up in her pussy and now it was exploding. "FUcK ME, MAke ME CUMMMM uh uh uh, UH UH UH UH UH, YESSSSS!!!" Honey bellowed as her pussy opened against Tracey's. From it a large flow of sweet smelling nectar flowed out in a violent eruption. It shot up, some of it hitting Tracey's tits, who was still laughing, most of it flowed over Tracey's own cunt, clit. "UhhhhHhhhhHhhhhHHhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tracey wailed. She even felt some flow into her. Tracey threw down onto Honey's large fat tits as she came, she too felt an explosion come out of pussy, though nearly as much as the spelled witch. Tracey's cunt juice was more white and thick compared to Honey's. She looked down in between their sweaty bodies and watched herself flow slowly over Honey's stomach and clit. Tracey then looked up at Honey, her eyes still completely white, her hands still pulling on her nipples. Tracey rested a moment in Honey's tits. She then stood up over the crazed witch, who was now collecting the juices that covered her body with her fingers and licking them. Tracey again laughed her abs rippled. "Thirsty are we? Here." Tracey said as she bowed her legs a bit and pulled back her clit. She closed her eyes as a couple of clear-yellow drops fell onto Honey's stomach. The yellow drops soon became a stream that mixed and washed away their feminine cum. Tracey gyrated her hips a bit at first covering honey's body with her piss. Still leaking she walked up over Honey's body to her face. 'Open slut." Tracey said, her voice back to being filled with malice. Honey opened and drank the tangy fluid that flowed from Tracey. When Tracey had finished she squatted down and used Honey's face and tongue to clean away the little drops that still clung to her skin. "Such a filthy whore." Tracey said as she stood up and turned around. Her attention now on the old Alter that stood in the back of the room. "Get on all fours and finger fuck yourself slave!" Tracey commanded as she walked towards the Alter. Honey obeyed immediately, moving to all fours. She fucked both her ass and her pussy getting almost each fist in both holes. Moaning once again filled the room, as Tracey stood in front of the alter "What sort of trouble can I get into with this?" She wondered as she started to chant in Latin again. -------------- "And what trouble I found." Tracey said to herself. She took her ear off of the door, put the key in the lock and turned the knob. There on the floor in front of her the roommate, Jewel. She was naked, her pussy dripping cum onto the carpet. Her ass dripping cum into her pussy. Her body was covered in oil and sweat. She looked and saw the two cock girls. One on the floor close to Jewel, the other sitting on the couch, her cock half hard. Tracey put her hand on her hip. "What the fuck is going on in here? Tracey asked loudly.