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Awakening Ch. 04

By: KavehNush



Chapter 4 -- Rescue

Laying on my back, midmorning in Laura's queen size bed, with my hands clasped behind my head, the sun streaming around the dust motes and my brain floating through the previous night of unbridled passion, I reveled in the luxury of the moment. Two days ago, all life had been rotten. Two days ago I had been a wreck. Now? No problems. My mind was clear and a smooth open road stretched out in front of me. What a wonder!

"Are you awake finally?" I heard from a voice as it ascended the stairs towards the bedroom. 

"I thought young men were able to screw all night, then be up before dawn and have the chores completed before breakfast. My assessment indicates only one of those criteria were met."

As usual I could not think of anything to say, but did manage to raise my eyebrows just as Laura entered the room. She was a vision wearing a nearly sheer black robe tied loosely in front. The sides of her breasts were visible as was her belly button. The robe closed just above her hips.

"Coffee?" She asked. I could smell the mixture of coffee and something toasted.

"Maybe in a second," I replied. "Come and join me before someone pinches me and I wake up. I have to feel your body against mine."

"Really, you haven't had enough?"

"I just need you in here"

"OK Buddy, but you realize there is hot coffee and some yummy bagels with jam on this tray. They won't be hot long."

In response, I threw the covers to the bottom of the bed and held out my arms. Shaking her head, Laura placed the tray on the night table and climbed onto the bed, straddling me and sitting so that her vagina pressed into my groin, establishing proof of nakedness under the robe.

I lifted my hands, traced my fingers down both arms, then slowly up the sides of her torso and cupped her breasts in my hands. Laura's nipples responded and I could feel their hardness on my palms as I softly massaged the firm flesh surrounding them. Unsurprisingly, life arose in my nether region. Trapped by circumstance, this new life began to throb somewhat painfully.

"Ouch, hurting a little. Could you let me up a bit," I asked?

Without a word Laura lifted her hips, grabbed my penis and unceremoniously inserted it into her vagina, then settled down on top of me again. I - continued to grow inside her.

"Gaawd!" was all I could say, as once again the sensations of my nerve endings in contact with the most holy and heavenly, all encompassing, incomprehensible pleasure surface possible -- began the process of conjuring up an appropriate response. 

Laura moved her hips side to side and must have clamped down on me somehow before starting slowly up -- holding -- then sliding down. She repeated the process and I could feel myself close to the brink. Then she stopped. 

I started to push up and down vigourously. I needed release.

"No!" she commanded.

"Huh?"

"Lie still."

With that, she pushed down and stayed down. I could feel slight changes in pressure presumably from some kind of godly female control. Whatever -- it slowly worked to reduce the pressure built up in my balls while keeping me hard and as about as horny as I had ever been. Whoooaa!

"Wait."

Slowly the urgency ebbed. My desire however, did not. I felt like those race horses you see at the track. The ones with the wild eyes, who generally finish well back in the pack having spent their energy in the first couple of furlongs.

"Shhhh," Laura whispered. "If you are going to become the latin lover I think you can, you will need control, patience, and to pay heed to your partner's essence."

Eventually I could feel my muscles relax, gut unclench and mind unreel -- focussing back on Laura's presence and body above mine.

Wouldn't you know it, she chose that particular moment to begin almost imperceptible movement. Just her vagina was involved at first. Waves of muscle pressure -- like "the wave" at a sporting event. You can see and almost feel the crowd as the crescendo builds around the stadium -- then it passes over and the pressure is reduced. Squeeze - Up then down -- Up *&%$ down. 

Then, once again subdued - hip movement. Side to side now, squeeze, no pressure, pressure, si-

...

Gaaaaaahhhh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ooooooohhhhhh.

I came without warning. No buildup. No clue. Just spasm after spasm. Sperm entering Laura. My sperm entering Laura. Wonder. Awe. Beauty. Wasszat? WTF?

"What just happened," I asked?

"He He," replied Laura. "Got some learning yet left in you! Good thing! I'm not ready to turn you over to Becky quite yet!"

"Scuze me?" I managed. "Becky?"

"Of Course," Laura answered. "She's the one."

Consciousness reigned down on me now. What the hell? One minute I'm in heaven. The Next? I can feel my stomach hit, my mind bring down the awful last moment as I left Rick's. "Ha -- Ha -- Ha!"

"Fuck me over," I'm thinking. "I didn't ask for this. We were -- Well, I was, having soo much fun!" 

"Why?" spurted out of my mouth.

"She is your cause right now," said Laura. "She needs you and there is no one else."

"Now?"

"Now," replied Laura. "Well not right now, you're not dressed. And we've some planning to do."

"Rrrrgh," says I.

"What do you know of Becky, her family, who she is?" Laura asked as we sat against the headboard and drank lukewarm coffee and ate cold bagels.

"Well, not much," I said. "It's strange really, this is a small town and she has been in most of my classes since I was 6."

"So, let your mind wander. What have you noticed?"

"Well, she is quiet. Has been for awhile. In lab the last couple of years, often she knew the answers but would not volunteer them. If pressed by the teacher, she would answer but always looked at the floor as she did."

"So, submissive from the start?" asked Laura.

"No, I don't think it was submission. There was defiance involved. I could see it in her face. It was almost like she didn't care."

"So," Laura countered. "She was submissive at Rick's, friendly but guarded at the restaurant, defiant but subdued at school. Did she ever get mad?"

"I'm not sure," I said. "I seem to remember her getting mad in junior high Don't know about what. I was into what ever I was doing and wasn't paying much attention."

"No, wait a minute! I think the teacher -- maybe grade 7 or 8 -- had asked Becky to do something and she refused. She just blew up and gave it to him. Weird because he was a good teacher and, from what I remember, a gentle guy."

"Seeing a pattern here?" asked Laura.

"What do you mean," I asked?

"I think something traumatic must have happened early in her life. Early on she had the fight, now she doesn't," Laura said. "Your teacher wasn't a big threat, so she could fight back."

"Do you think there could have been a family problem?"

"What do you mean," I asked?

"I mean incest." Laura put forward.

"Really?" I asked.

"Look, she is a sex slave now. That's not normal and is why it is up to you to do something. You're the one who brought it to me."

"Wait a minute," I said. "I feel bad but why is this my problem?" I'm a chickenshit obviously. "And besides, isn't she damaged goods?" Copout.

Have you ever felt a room get cold. I mean really really cold?

We're talking about August here. Outside it was like 85 degrees. As far as I know, Laura didn't have mechanical air conditioning. Apparently though, she had some personal abilities I was not aware of.

Silence prevailed.

"OK ok," I said. "What do you think we should do?"

"Are you sure you really care?" Laura asked.

"You know how I feel," I said. "I didn't want to hurt her so I ran away."

"Yes, but do you really want to help her? Running away helped you, not her. What do you think happened after you left? By the way -- Am I not - "damaged goods?"

Oh crap. Why are people so much smarter than me.

Thinking back on how long I had known Becky, how we had interacted on the playground, so young. Innocents at play, pushing the merry-go-round, not letting her off, her getting mad and hitting me when I finally slowed enough so she could jump. In Junior High walking through the park together, questioning myself whether to ask to hold her hand. Us walking side by side, bumping hips, but too shy to go further. Partners in biology lab! 

We really did have a history. I did care for her. This was amazing. None of this had ever occurred to me. Becky!? Who would have thought?

Looking to my left, I saw Laura's eyes. She was watching me as my mind jumped through its hoops. Her eyes mirrored my thoughts. She could see what I felt.

"So you're with me?" asked Laura softly.

"Yeah," I said. "I am. What can we do?"

"Kidnap her." Laura said.

"What?!" I exclaimed.

"It's the only way."

"What is that going to accomplish?" I asked.

"Ok, listen up. We pick her up and bring her here. We look after her. We tell Rick and her parents where she is. We challenge them to challenge us. 

"You're still with me?" said Laura.

"I guess."

"Good. Listen up. I think Becky has been abused by her father and by Rick. I think if we kidnap her and protect her, they will back down if we threaten to expose their unlawful and abusive activities."

"What about Becky?" I asked. "Won't she be embarrassed and hurt by the revelations? Will she even go along with us?"

"I'm betting it doesn't get to that," said Laura. "The embarrassment she may face is nothing compared to the jail time and humiliation Rick and her Dad would be looking at. I bet they will back away so fast, we won't even see their dust. And I will wager pretty much anything that Becky will stay with us."

So, convinced we were on the right track, I found myself outside Becky's Mom's salon that same night, just before 9 P.M., waiting for her to close up. I was shaking. This was nuts! And what should happen? Rick drives up. He gets out and walks to the salon door. Fuck! What to do? 

I wait.

Rick and Becky come out.

I have a bat. I run towards them and swing the bat at Rick's side. He goes down.

I grab Becky and push her into the Chevy, saying "Stay there."

I jump in the driver's seat and drive. I drive hard to Laura's. I say nothing. Becky looks scared.

She asks, "Where are you taking me?"

"I can't think, please don't talk," I say.

We arrive at Laura's acreage. I get out, open Becky's door and drag her out. I hold onto her and pull her to the house. Laura opens the door. We go in. We sit.

Laura is like, so in control. She asks Becky her home phone number. She phones her Mom and says Becky is there. She says Becky is safe. She says if you have a problem, phone the police. I'm thinking "Wow, how can you do that? How can you be so sure?"

"This must seem kind of crazy to you Becky," said Laura.

Some of Becky's defiance showed through. "I don't know why Aaron grabbed me and brought me here. You told my Mom I would be safe. I was safe until Aaron showed up."

"I think your Mom knows what I meant," replied Laura.

Through the night, no police come. We stay up. Laura makes tea. Laura puts Becky to bed in her spare bedroom. Becky sleeps. Laura and I don't. We don't talk much. The last thing I remember is sitting on the couch, looking with admiration across the room at Laura. Laura the Warrior. I wake to sunshine and the smell of coffee. Did we really?

Laura takes charge now. She phones Becky's. Her Dad answers. I hear a conversation about forbidden things, about Rick. The volume rises. Loudly Laura says, "I think Rick fell. If you want to press charges, go for it. Assault while protecting a person from sexual abuse is a far lesser criminal offence than sexual abuse, especially if family is involved!" Laura listened for a minute to the phone, put it down, smiled, turned to me, and said, "Well, I think that's that for now."

"My Dad never abused me."

Surprised to hear a voice, both Laura and I turned towards the hall. Becky walked into the kitchen, dressed in the jeans and light blue top she had been wearing the night before. I think I noticed her breasts move under the cloth. No bra. "Jesus Aaron, give your head a shake," I thought. "Do I always have to notice?"

"But he never stopped Mom either. He is pretty much a wimp."

You could have heard a pin drop for the next few seconds.

Finally Laura spoke up, "Are you saying your Mom abused you?"

"Depends what you mean by abuse," said Becky. "But she did start my training."

Looking at Laura, I could see her struggling to put a response together.

"Surprised?" asked Becky, leaning against the kitchen counter with her top now stretched over her breasts. In the middle of each were hard nipples prominently displayed through the fabric.

"Like what you see Aaron?" asked Becky.

Clearly there was more going on here than Laura and I, in our imaginative rescue reasoning, had accounted for. It looked as though we had acted prematurely, without enough information.

"What kind of training?" whispered Laura.

"I don't think I have to tell you," replied Becky.

"No you don't. That's true," said Laura with moisture in her eyes.

"But I think I will. Maybe then Aaron will fuck me. I know a lot of ways to satisfy him. And I know how men's minds work. He wants to hear how I was trained."

Shocked to hear my name brought into the conversation, I looked up at Becky and saw, that now familiar, look of defiance in her eyes. For some reason it occurred to me that while she was saying she wanted me to fuck her, her eyes said she really didn't. Like I was being tested. Was I the same as all other men?

Laura just looked sad and somewhat deflated.

I took a chance. "Becky," I said. "We've known each other almost all our lives. Not well, I grant you, but we have shared some experiences and I like you. I always have and still do. I wanted to ask you out forever, but was too shy I guess. I was freaked out when I saw you at Rick's because I couldn't reconcile the you I knew with the you I saw, and because I felt you were being controlled by Rick. All in all I couldn't handle it."

"I don't think I could handle us having sex right now either, not because I don't want it, you can look in my lap for proof of that (where sure enough my wayward member was showing -- obviously paying no attention to the tenor of the conversation). I do want you, but I think I want more of you than just sex."

I wasn't sure if I said the right things, but I could feel Laura perking up beside me. Becky's eyes though, clouded over and she said "I am outa here, you're such a loser!"

She then made a move for the door, but had to get past me. Without thinking, I jumped up, grabbed her hand, pulled her to me and hugged her.

Huskily I said to her, "I don't want to let you go."

Becky struggled for a few moments, her fists pounding my shoulders. But I didn't let go and soon she stopped and eventually, sagged against me. I held her close. I didn't move.

A couple of minutes later, Becky pressed her head into my chest and said, "No one wants to hold me. They all want to fuck me and make me blow them, but then they're done and I'm either passed to the next person or sent to get beer or whatever. No one wants to hold me."

She pressed herself tighter against me, looked up and asked, "Is it OK if we do this for a while?"

I looked down into her eyes and whispered, "As long as you want."

Quietly, Laura got up and started moving around the kitchen. 

"Are you guys OK with pancakes this morning? Scratch made. Will take about 15 minutes."

I looked down at Becky and asked, "Hungry?"

Her response was to nod her head up and down on my chest. I nodded to Laura.

"Would you like to sit down on the couch with me?" I asked Becky.

She nodded yes. We separated then, but I held her hand and guided her to the couch, which was in the family room beside the kitchen. Only a railing separated the two rooms, so we could see Laura working. I pulled a pillow onto my lap and motioned for Becky lay down on the couch with her head in my lap. I laid my forearm on her stomach and softly stroked her side, not wanting to let go of her.

"I don't know what to say to you," Becky murmured. "This whole situation is confusing."

"We don't have to talk now. Are you OK with my arm where it is?"

In response, she took my hand in both of hers and brought it to her lips. She gave my fingers a kiss and put my hand back where it had been, though this time with her hand on top of mine.

We stayed there, motionless and speechless until Laura called out that breakfast was ready.

Breakfast was mostly uneventful. Through the kitchen window, I pointed out some of the spots I had cleaned up over the past few months. The sprained ankle incident location was in view, but did not receive any special mention that morning. Laura chatted away about what she wanted to do with the place. There was a moment of confusion as Becky found out Laura was a neighbour and not my mother, and a further disconcerting series of comments re. Why it was that Becky was brought to Laura's. We weren't ready to disclose our situation so bluffed through.

Laura brought in a distraction by asking if we wanted to take a walk to the river. "There is a good sheltered place where we can get some sun and relax," 

Happily, that sounded good to everyone, so we set off after breakfast, taking some blankets with us. I guess we weren't ready to deal with reality yet.

The walk was about a half mile, but worth it. The spot Laura chose was indeed sheltered and the small river burbled happily past. I chose a log to sit on while Laura and Becky spread the two blankets nearby and sat. Laura sat facing the sun with her legs spread out and straight, leaning back on her hands. Becky sat cross legged and leaned forward.

Surprisingly, Becky was the first to talk.

"Sorry about what I said earlier," She said. "Are you still interested in knowing about me?"

I said nothing, but Laura said, "Whatever you are willing to share Becky. No pressure."

Said Becky, "I've always avoided thinking about what went on. I just did what I was told."

"Well not at first because it bothered me and didn't feel right. It started just after I entered puberty and began my period. At first all that happened was Mom brought videos into my room, put them in my video player and watched them with me. At first, the videos were educational. Then they were a little more explicit. Then they were full out porn. Some of them were family videos -- I don't know where she got them. I can't say the movies turned me off, but especially at first, they made me uncomfortable.

When I told Mom I didn't want to watch them any more she took me to the doctor and said that I was depressed. Was there something he could do? He prescribed some antidepressants, the kind that take a couple of weeks to kick in. 

I don't know what the medication did, but once it started to work, I didn't worry so much about the videos. It was like I was riding above what was going on around me. Mom saw this I guess and then suggested that its normal for girls to masturbate. She even got me a pamphlet saying what it was and how normal it is. 

Mom then stopped watching the movies with me, but made sure I did. And I have to say I started to like watching the movies and because I was alone, to masturbate while watching. 

After a couple of years of this, Mom started bringing sex partners home, men and women. Dad went downstairs when this happened. She was very open about this and usually fucked right in the living room or sometimes in her room. She always left the door open. It started to seem almost normal to me, although I didn't dare bring any friends home, because you never knew. I think I was 16 the first time she brought someone into our house to fuck."

Neither Laura or I uttered a word.

"The very day I turned 18 a little over a year ago (by the way, I'm a year older than Aaron -- I was held back one year in school), Mom brought Rick to the house.


Awakening Ch. 04



 The slender brunette was walking naked along the trail, her creamy skin only slightly tanned, her breasts, a modest C cup, bounced tantalizingly with each step she made.  She could feel how they moved and bounced and delighted in the way the breeze blew across her body.  The early spring breeze raised goose bumps on her arms for a few moments until the sun once again warmed her bare flesh.  

She could feel the wetness of her pussy as she walked, her protruding soft inner lips caressed by the very tops of her thighs as she intentionally walked foot across foot so that they would be teased by her very steps.  She meandered slowly along the trail by the babbling stream, its gurgling and shushing around rocks and branches making a pleasant sound as she looked for the perfect spot.  

There, ahead.  She could feel her heartbeat pick up slightly as she saw what she was looking for, a bar of soft sand raised in the middle of the stream.  She smiled to herself in anticipation a she walked to the narrowest point and then waded through the icy cold knee deep water.  She wasn't worried about the cold, she knew that in a few moments she would be lying back on the soft, sun warmed sand, soaking in its heat.  

She stepped up onto the sand, slipped off her now wet hiking shoes and walked across the nearly ten foot long sandbar.  She closed her eyes and let the breeze blow across her skin, her arousal already as high as the birds soaring far above her.  Opening her eyes again she chose the perfect spot, hard, but not hard, and not soft, so she wouldn't sink into it.  She lay down on that perfect spot, feeling the roughness of the sand against her soft skin while the sun warmed her from the outside in.

She hadn't brought much with her, just one small thing, that thing which she was now looking forward to using.  She reached between her legs and gently pressed the head of the large dick shaped dildo to her already wet lips and held it there while she pressed the button on the end.  The humming of the device was a sharp contrast to the sound of the water rushing around the little island of bliss, but then she didn't care, it would be muted by her pussy all too soon.  She pressed the fat head against her lips harder, working it up and down with both her delicate hands, until it had spread her lips.  She spread her legs wider, pressing the long plastic shaft harder against her pussy until it started to spread her tunnel entrance, the pressure slowly expanding her to accept the fat plastic shaft.  She continued to press the shaft into herself, the pink vibrating plastic disappearing inch by inch into her.  Her chest rose and fell more quickly as the vibrations caused her pussy to tingle from the inside, the little electric sensations running up and down her body.  Her nipples hardened even more in the wind and she briefly wished she had an extra hand to pull and twist her hard nipples, but both were busy trying to work the plastic dildo in a little bit farther into her tight pussy.

"Oh god yes. Soooo fucking good." She murmured to herself as the end of the plastic cock pressed against the end of her tunnel.  "Too bad it's not real."  She moaned as she began to slide it in and out of herself.  

I waded across the stream, the cold soaking quickly into my legs, but I didn't care, my eyes were fixed on the sweet young body lying in the sand only feet away.  I moved slowly, not wanting to startle her.  I knelt down between her widely spread legs and reached for the hands stroking the fat plastic cock in and out of herself.  I covered her hands with mine, gently drawing the cock out of her as she looked down to see me.  I could see a mixture of emotions in her eyes, desire as she stared at my fat cock, anticipation, hesitation and even a slight touch of fear.  

I smiled at her to try and put her mind to ease and took the dildo from her hands and dropped it in the sand next to us.  I leaned forward, lowering my face to her shaved mound, gently kissing it before kissing down lower, tasting her juices as she arched her back to tilt her pussy up toward me.  I spread her lips with my tongue and dug deep, tasting her nectar before sliding it up and across her hard exposed clit.  Leaving her pussy I slowly kissed my way up her body, each soft sensuous kiss leaving a hot wet mark instantly cooled by the light breeze.  I continued to kiss upward, her hand reaching for my sides, trying to pull me up her body faster as I meandered my kisses around the bottom of her breasts.  

"Ohhh god." She gasped as I sucked the first hard nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and then drawing it between my lips to stretch it before letting it snap back into place.  I repeated the lick and suck on the other nipple, her hands again trying to urge me higher.  I knew what she wanted, I knew exactly how she wanted it.  

I felt my hard head press against her lips.  I didn't need to guide it, it seemed to know exactly where to go as I pushed myself forward, my hard cock slowly expanding the pussy that had so recently contained the plastic cock.  I could feel her heat and she could feel mine as I pressed deeper into her, not stopping until her cervix pressed against the tip of my cock.  I stroked out slowly, drawing my full length from her until only my head remained embedded in her and then quickly plunged it deep into her, eliciting quick gasp, followed by a long moan of pleasure.

"Oh yes.  Again..." She moaned as I pulled back, her clit dragging along the top of my shaft.  Again I paused just a moment before plunging hard and fast into her hot tight pussy, her clit smashing into the base of my cock at the end of my stroke.  "ohhhh fuck yes.  Fuck me.  Fuck me please."

With a smile to myself I began stroking in and out of her rhythmically, each stroke timed with her own movements, her hips rolling and rocking to maximize the thrust that she knew was coming.  We lay on the sand, me over her, my cock plunging into her over and over again for...well who knows how long.  

"I'm going to come." She whispered breathlessly.  "Come with me.  Come in me!"

I continued to plunge into her without a word, driving my fat cock into her pussy until it couldn't accept any more.  Each stroke made her little tits roll and shake, the image pushing my own impending climax a little higher.  

"OH GOD YES!  I'M COOOOOOMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGG!"  She squealed loudly into the air, drowning out the sound of the wind and the stream, replacing it with the cry after cry of ecstasy as the two of us climaxed together.  I felt my cock swell within her and the first surge of hot cum gush up into her. 

My eyes flashed open, the gloom of the hospital room quickly coming into focus.  I felt my cock spurt again, my cum squirting onto my stomach under my gown as I lay in the bed.  I heard a sound and turned, startled, to see a young nurse, maybe twenty two or three, standing, her hand on my arm, her eyes closed, her other hand gripping the railing of my bed, the same face that I had seen moments before in my mind.  Again she squeaked, her body giving a little jerk in time with my own cock shooting yet another gush of cum onto me.  Her breathing was ragged and her eyes stayed closed until my orgasm, and hers, finished together.

She opened her eyes and stared at me, confusion and surprise flashing across the soft gray/blue eyes.  Her hand left the railing of the bed and she reached down, pushing her hand into her scrubs, pulling it out a few moments later. She drew her fingers to her face and smelled her own aroma, confirming what she had felt, that she had climaxed and her panties were saturated with her own cum.

"Me too."  I half grunted, drawing her attention to my face.

"You too what?"

I pushed the covers back and pulled up my gown, the front wet where the cum was soaking into it.  My hard cock laying on my stomach, still twitching, a pool of white goo laying on me and slowly turning clear as it started to run off of me.

She bit her lip, clearly confused.  "I'll get you a fresh gown." She finally said after nearly a minute of silence.  She released my arm and then pushed the blood pressure machine aside before walking across and out of the room.  She came back a few minutes later, a fresh white and blue hospital gown in her hand.  

"Sit up." She said, very businesslike.  I pulled myself up to a sitting position and she reached behind me to pull the ties.  Her hand slid down my back as she moved from the top tie to the next.  She untied that knot and then slid her hand down again, more slowly this time, untying the third and final tie.  Almost hesitantly she pulled the gown from me and then used it to wipe my cum off my stomach and chest.  

"Was it good?" I whispered, stopping her actions in mid wipe by gently grasping her wrist.

"Wasn't what good?"

I gave my head a short shake reached my other hand out to her scrubs.  She stayed frozen while I pulled the little tie, undoing the bow that they were tied in.  I pushed my hand into the front, the scrubs sliding down as my arm loosened the waist, leaving her in a pair of very tiny blue panties.  I stroked one finger between her legs, her crotch saturated with her own cum.  I pulled the finger to my nose and inhaled slowly.  "Yeah, you came too."  

She stood blushing for nearly a minute before she whispered to me.  "I don't know what happened.  I was going to take your blood pressure and then suddenly I was naked, walking along a creek, and then you were there, naked, fucking me, and...well... I don't understand."

"Is it something you've done, or dreamed of doing?  Being naked out there?"

"OH NO!  I've never done anything like that!" She said emphatically.  A bit more meekly she whispered.  "But I have fantasized about being made love to on a little sand bar by this place some friends and I camped at.  I did sneak off to it and pull my bikini bottoms off and finger myself though.  Lord why am I telling you this?"

"Because, somehow, we just made love together out there without even leaving here."  I whispered back.  "And it was damn good!"

"It was, wasn't it?  But how?"  She said with a shy little scrunch of her shoulders and eyes, a playful smile coming to her lips.  "Kind of wish it had been for real now."

"Who knows.  Maybe someday it will be." I whispered back, releasing her arm so she could finish cleaning me off.

"Sit forward, please," She said, a bit softer and kinder this time.  I leaned forward, stuck my arms through the new gown she held out and then stayed forward so she could tie the strings in the back.  As she tied the top tie I slipped my hand over the side of the bed, down her front and into her little panties, her scrubs still around her ankles.  "What are you doing?"

"Just seeing if your pussy feels as good on my fingers as it felt in my mind."  I whispered with a little smile.

"And?"

"Oh yeah.  It feels VERY nice."  I answered as I pressed a finger between her lips and slowly stroked it, rubbing it across her clit.

"I'll say." She whispered after a few moments.  "You keep that up and you're going to get me turned on again."

"Oh?  Then why would I quit?"  I asked, pressing the tip of my finger up into her tunnel entrance.

"Oh stop." She giggled, wiggling her hips to pull away, but not too far.

"If you really want me to."  I said, holding my finger still between her lips.

"I'm not sure I do."  She whispered, sliding her hips back toward me.  She looked around nervously and then reached both hands to her hips, hooking her thumbs in her panties and quickly pushing them down to her thighs before leaning back toward me to reach behind me and tie the lowest tie.  "ohhhhhhhhhh I definitely don't want you to stop."  She moaned softly as I stroked her pussy again.  She stayed leaned over, leaning her head on my shoulder one hand holding the bed and the other sliding to my lap to play with my cock.  "Damn, I wish this was hard again, I want to fuck you so bad right now."  She moaned softly.

I had no doubt that she did.  I could practically feel her desire flowing through me, warming me from the inside, my desire for her growing just as fast.  I reached my other hand across my body and cupped one of her breasts through her scrubs and brazier.  

"Oh damn. I really, really, really want to do this, but I can't! I have to go finish taking vitals."  She groaned disappointedly.  "Besides, you need to sleep."

"What time is it?"

"Two am."  She whispered.  "I'll come back if I can."

She pulled away and reluctantly pulled her panties and scrubs back in place.  She stepped toward me and leaned across to give me a soft kiss before scurrying away and out the door.



The breeze ruffled the sides of the tent, the sun filtering through the green nylon making the whole tent filled with a soft green glow.  The door unzipped, and I looked down, past my completely naked body lying on the air mattress, toward the door.  She stepped in, turning and bending over as she zipped the door closed, her nude body pushing her firm round ass out at me and her full meaty pussy lips toward me from between her legs.  Without a word she stepped toward me, sinking to her knees, one on either side of my hips.  She grinned at me as she reached between her legs and grasped my fat cock in her hand, her fingers trying unsuccessfully to wrap all the way around it.  She rubbed the head between her lips, the heat of her pussy flowing out into my engorged head.  She moaned softly as she rubbed the tip of my head across her clit, little surges of pleasure running through both of us each time she bounced it across the hard nub.

She closed her eyes, her long dark hair falling back as she tilted her head back.  I felt my cock engage into her tunnel entrance and then felt her settle back on it, the pressure around it building until it finally slipped inside her young pussy.

Her twenty two year old body was firm, a light tan covering all but a few scant places on her body.  Two of those were triangles on the front of her breasts, each creamy white spot only slightly larger than the silver dollar sized areola.  The bikini that left the marks barely large enough to be legal and definitely not considered decent if worn in public.  The third spot was a small triangle, the top barely above the juncture of her pussy lips, running across her completely shaved mound.  I followed the edges of the creamy white triangle, watching the fat outer pussy lips spread wider as it accepted my thick cock.

"Yesssssss." She hissed quietly as her body slowly accepted my shaft, her tunnel slowly expanding around me as she wiggled ever so slightly to force herself farther down the fat appendage.

Feeling her firm ass finally rest on my thighs she began to slowly bounce up and down, her tits making a little bounce at the bottom of each stroke, her ass slapping my thighs.

"Oh god yes!"  she moaned loudly.  

"Oh god yes!"  I heard her moan as I opened my eyes. I felt her silky soft pussy sliding up and down my cock as I let my eyes focus on her, the cute little nurse from earlier in the evening, now completely nude as she bounced up and down on my cock.  The light over the bed illuminated her tanned body, the sexy little tits bouncing, her rock hard nipples jutting out invitingly from the center of the creamy white untanned triangles.

I reached for her tits and cupped them in my hands, allowing her nipples to stick out between my fingers.  I squeezed my fingers together as I squeezed her firm little titties, drawing a gasp from her before it turned to a long slow moan of pleasure.  "Yeah, just keep doing that."  She whispered as she rode up and down my on my lap.

"God I think I'm going to come."  I groaned, the extremely tight pussy caressing my cock bringing me toward climax much faster than I would have expected.   I felt incredibly turned on, almost as if I had been dreaming and waiting for her to mount me for hours.  She rolled her head from side to side as she leaned back a bit father, her hands supported on the side rails of the bed.  I watched her pussy accept my fat cock over and over as she rhythmically humped her pussy up and down my shaft.

"Do it.  I'm almost there too."  She whispered, still not looking.

"Ahhh shit." I grunted as my body jerked, trying to shove me deeper into her.  My hands squeezed her tits hard as the first surge of cum pushed up into her.

"YES!"  She squeaked as her whole body stiffened and shuddered.  I could feel her pussy contracting in time with my own jerks, more and more of my cum pushing forcefully up into her.  "God yes." She gasped quietly as she sat on me trembling, her orgasm pushing itself out to every corner of her being.   She held that position long after my cock stopped adding to the copious load deposited inside her and began to soften.  She looked down at me, her body still tilted back, her tits in my hands as I gently massaged and teased them.

"You like my body?"  She whispered questioningly.

"Yes, it's a very sexy looking body.  Feels pretty damn fantastic too."

"I'm glad.  I wish I could stay longer, but my shift is almost over and I need to get back to the desk and finish."  She whispered as she pushed herself back forward, her tits nearly to my chest before she lifted her pussy off of my cock.  "ohhhh lots of good juice there." She giggled as she stepped off, our cum running down her legs and dribbling from her pussy on to me, the bed and finally the floor.

She quietly pulled her panties up to contain the flood and then used a towel to wipe her legs and finally my shriveling cock.  She worked gently, almost lovingly, a warmth flowing out from her touch that was extremely soothing and comforting.   "There." She said finally, tossing the towel to the end of the bed and then stepping away.  I watched her dress, her bra first, followed by her scrub bottoms and then top.  Finally she stepped into her shoes and smiled at me, knowing that I had watched and hopefully enjoyed the last little show she had given me.

"I'll be back tomorrow.  I hope you're still here."  She whispered as she leaned over and gently kissed my cheek."

The sun warmed the two of us as we lay on the blanket, neither of us wearing anything, her head resting on my chest as she snuggled against me.  I could feel her where my arm wrapped around her, feel each place where her body pressed against mine, feel the heat of her pussy where it pressed against my thigh.  I heard the sound of waves gently lapping up the beach, the soft swish as the water retreated down the sandy shore.  The breeze was ever so slight, its intermittent whispers cooling the combined juices left on my cock and her pussy lips.   "Mmmmm I love snuggling after good sex." She whispered, tilting her head up to kiss me yet again.  

"I'll see you tomorrow." She whispered after breaking the short kiss.  She quickly walked away, looking businesslike again by the time she had the door opened.

I pulled up the covers over my now soft cock and lay back, closing my eyes and wondering what time it was.  I didn't wonder for long, quickly feeling sleepy again.   I felt the warmth of her snuggling against me on the blanket as I drifted off to sleep, the contented smile never leaving my face.



"Wake up sleepy head!"  A cheerful voice called, dragging me from my slumber.  "Time for some breakfast!"

"Huh?" I asked groggily, rubbing my eyes to try and get them to focus again.

"It's past eight.  Hope you slept well." The heavyset redheaded nurse said as she walked across the room and pulled the heavy curtains apart on the room's window.  "Now we have a nice breakfast this morning.  The doctor said you could eat regular meals again, so we have toast, link sausage and scrambled eggs.  How does that sound?"  She asked as she stepped over to the bed and reached for the controls.  She slowly motored the bed up to a sitting position before reaching for the rolling table that held a tray on it.  She moved the table so it overhung the bed and took the lid of the tray, exposing the breakfast she had described.




Awakening Ch. 04



"My name is Judy and I'll be your duty nurse today.  Now if you need anything, just call."  She said, reaching out to pat my arm as she slid the call button and bed control box to where I could easily reach it from where it had been hanging over the bed rail.

 The room smelled musty, and calling the lighting gloomy would be charitable at best.  I seemed to be watching from the corner of a room while a thin young blond woman wearing brightly colored scrubs was tied to what looked like a huge wooden X.  Her hands and feet had been fastened with rough leather straps so that her legs were splayed wide and her arms were outstretched over her head.  

Judy sauntered in, wearing a large black bustier, black fishnet stockings and black satin panties. She strode powerfully across the room, the knee length black boots clopping loudly with each step as she walked toward the young woman on the X.  "So maybe we'll see how you like taking orders Linda."  Judy said as she stepped up to the woman.

"You'll never get away with this!"  the woman said heatedly, Judy just smiling.  

"You don't have a thing to say about it, and by the time I'm done with you you'll be begging me to keep going."

"I'll scream!"  She said as Judy reached for the neck line of the scrubs she was wearing.

"Go ahead.  No one can hear you down here, and those that can, well, let's just say they'd rather come watch than help."   With that statement she jerked the material in her hands, ripping the scrubs down the front.  The material parted, showing a delicate pink lacy bra as Judy continued to rip the cloth until she had torn it completely from her body.  She untied the string of the scrub bottoms and pulled it out, hanging it around her neck as she grabbed the waist of the scrubs, and like the top, ripped them down the front.  She worked each leg until she could pull the tattered remains of the scrubs off the woman's body.  

Judy stepped back and surveyed the soft creamy skin of the bound woman, a pair of lacy pink panties that matched the bra the only two things still on her body.  Judy stepped to a table and then came back with a long rough looking knife.  She stepped toward the woman, fear clearly in her eyes, as Judy reached for her.  Very carefully Judy cut the shoulder loops of the bra and then slid the knife up between the woman's full round breasts, cutting the bra in half.  As Judy stepped back, her tits pushed from the now unsupported cups, her easily double D cups sagging down heavily, her large pink areola and nipples puckering and hardening in the cool damp air.

Judy reached for the panties, carefully slicing through the material over each hip and pulling the panties from her body, leaving her naked.  Judy wadded up the panties and then with a particularly evil grin, stuffed them into the woman's mouth.  She reached for the waist tie she had hung on her neck and used it to loop around the woman's head to hold the panties in place as a gag.

"So.  You want to tell me how to enjoy my life?  You want to tell me what I should and shouldn't do?  It's bad enough I have to listen to your insistent demands for work, I don't want to hear your suggestions on how to lead a happy life.  I don't want to play in your dainty little world.  I don't want to be sweet and demure.  So now you can feel what it's like to play my way."

Judy stepped away from the woman on the X, leaving her to struggle against the leather bonds for some seconds.  She came back with a large black dildo, easily twice as large as my own cock and larger than the woman's wrists.  I could see her eyes widen in fear?  Shock?  Revulsion?  I wasn't sure.  

"That's it.  Think about what's coming.  Think about how this will stretch and expand your tight little pussy.  If you're a real good girl I might even let you take this one up your ass!  But for now.  For now let's get it nice and wet."  Judy said, stepping over to the cross.  She lifted her heavy booted foot and placed it on the wood next to the woman's waist.  I watched as she pulled her black satin panties aside, revealing a full fat pussy, her outer lips hiding her inner lips completely.  With a wicked smile she moved the dildo to her pussy and then slowly pushed the long black cock into herself, stroking it several times to work it even deeper into herself.  "Mmmmmm yeah.  Such a fucking good cock.  Maybe you'd like to try it?"

"Mmm Mmmm" the gagged woman answered, shaking her head vigorously.

"OH come now.  Don't tell me you're afraid  of a little cock!"  Judy said as she dropped her leg and squatted down in front of the bound lady.  She pressed the big black cock to her lips and then twisting and pushing, shoved the cock into her pussy.  She screamed something into the gag as Judy pushed the dildo into her, and then finally let her head back to rest against the rough wood when Judy stopped pushing and let it rest there.

"I always said you were a tight assed cunt. Now I know it."  Judy said as she stood up in front of the woman again.  "Let's see if you like being fucked as much as you seem to like fucking over other people."

Judy reached down for the dildo sticking from between the woman's legs and began to slide it in and out, moving slowly at first but then faster with each passing moment.  The bound lady moaned into the gag and then began to rock her hips in time with Judy's strokes.  I watched as Judy fucked her with the toy for long minutes, her body finally jerking and shuddering in orgasm.

"That's it baby.  Feel good?  Don't worry, I'm not even close to done yet."  Judy said with a crooked smirk.  She stepped away and came back with a chain that had two clips on it.  She carefully clipped one clip around each nipple, the heavy chain drawing the nipples downward.  Judy moved to the table again and came back with a small device.  She hung it on the chain and turned it on, the vibrating device making the clips on the chain  vibrate as well.  

"Oh, you like that?"  Judy asked as the woman moaned again.

Judy stepped to the table and came back with a large wand looking device with a tennis ball sized round end.  She turned the device on and the round head vibrated and wiggled.  Judy pressed the head of the device to the bound woman's pussy, vibrating her clit with the big dildo still pressed deep into her.

"How 'bout it Lina? Should I fuck your ass or would you rather wait for a real cock to do that?  I Bet I could find that jerkoff janitor and have him come fuck you.  Maybe I'll just go put on a cock of my own and bend you over."

"MMM, MMM" the woman answered, shaking her head vigorously at Judy's suggestions.  It was obvious she didn't like the suggestions, or the way she was tied and being treated, but the vibrating ball pressed to her clit was clearly having an effect.  She closed her eyes and let her head loll back, resting against the wood as the vibrating machine slowly pushed her toward another orgasm.   I stepped from the corner I was standing in and walked quietly to the door and stepped through it.  I slowly closed the door, blocking out what light made it into the hallway from the dungeon type room, pulling the door closed until the heavy metal latch clicked into place.

"You just lay there and take it....i mean just call if you need anything."  She stammered, shaking her head to clear the thoughts that suddenly intruded.  "I'll be back to take your tray in a few minutes." She finally said as she turned and walked away briskly.

"That was weird."  I muttered to myself, thinking about the encounter.  Had my walking out of the scene really cut it off?  Was it as easy as imagining myself closing the door?  If so maybe i wouldn't end up a basket case from this....this...anomaly.  I still hoped it was just a side effect that would go away.  Right now the thought of going through life experiencing everyone else's sexual fantasies wasn't particularly appealing, however it had proven to lead to some really good sex so far.

I dug into the eggs and sausage ravenously, amazed at how hungry I felt once I started to eat.  I left the toast, my stomach no longer able to hold the bulk it used to, after ten weeks of not having anything in it.   With as much breakfast eaten as I could manage, I laid my head back and closed my eyes.

"All done with breakfast?"  Judy asked as she walked into the room.  

"Huh?  Oh yeah."  I answered, pulled from the edge of sleep.  

"Well, looks like you ate well.  Sure you don't want to finish your toast?"  She asked sweetly.  

"No, I'm fine."

"You didn't drink your juice.  Don't like apple juice?"

"Not particularly."  I answered.

"Well, it'll help.  You know they won't release you until you've had at least one bowel movement."

"Gross."  I said almost to myself.  "You don't have milk do you? I'm really used to a glass of milk for breakfast."

"I can see what I can find."  She answered, taking my tray.  "Back in a jiffy!"  She said with a grin and a wink.

I used the remote to turn on the news, deciding it was time to launch back into the world of the living.  Surprisingly the news wasn't all that different than I remembered when I left for work the previous day...oh yeah, ten weeks ago.  I rubbed my head and decided I needed a shave and a haircut.

"Here you go.  Milk." She said, holding the small carton out to me.  I took it and drew a huge swallow from the straw.  

"Thank you!"  I answered with a smile.  "I don't suppose there's any way to get a shave and haircut?"

"Well, haircuts are a bit more difficult. But I'm sure that when the lady comes to give you a bath she'll be happy to give you a shave too."   Just let me know if you want to shave anyplace else!"  she said with a crooked little grin.  "I'd be happy to come help her out with that."

"Uh, yeah, I'll let you know."  I told her before she scurried out of the room again.

The news ended and I was in the middle of some mindless game show when my daughter walked in.  

"Hi dad!"  She said cheerfully as she walked across the room and leaned over me to give me a hug.  I closed my eyes and tried to force my mind to not think about sex. 

She stood in the kitchen, standing at the sink wearing nothing but a frilly apron that just didn't quite cover all her private parts.  Her nipples stuck out each side of the frilly top half and the extremely short apron barely came down to the middle of the brown curls on her mound, which were neatly trimmed into a wide triangle pointing down between her legs.  A man walked in behind her, moving slowly in his bare feet to not make any noise.  All he wore were a pair of workout shorts and running shoes.  Sweat dripped down from his short hair and ran down his body as he slowly crept up behind her.

"I've got you now."  He said quietly, pressing his body to her nude back half, his arms wrapping around her to capture one of her breasts in his hand while the other slithered down and pressed between her legs.

"Now that you have me what are you going to do with me?"

"Fuck the shit out of you!"  He whispered, pulling his hand from between her legs and moving it between them.  He pushed the front of his shorts down, exposing a long fat cock, sticking out rock hard.  He pushed her over so that she bent at the waist, and rubbed his cock up and down her now exposed lips.  "You want it baby?"  He asked, his voice deep and strong, yet soft.

"God yes Greg.  Put it in.  Please."

With a smile he pressed his hips toward her, slowly sliding his fat shaft into her pussy, not stopping until his sweaty body was pressing against her bare ass.   He started stroking in and out of her, banging his hips hard against her ass with each stroke so that her hanging breasts shook and swayed under her.  The harder he pounded her the more violently they swung and the louder her moans were.  

"Fuck yes Greg.  God yes fuck me hard!"  She begged as his pounding slowly worked her hands across the counter until her tits were resting on the cold surface.  She could feel her legs and thighs press against the cabinets, her tits sliding around on the cold smooth counter as she tried to hold herself still for his strokes.  He continued to bang into her as her breathing grew more ragged, her moans warning of her impending climax.

"AHHHHH SHIT!"  She squealed loudly as her body trembled, her pussy clamping around his fat cock.  She lay there, his cock pounding into her over and over as her orgasm ran through her body.

"Gonna come!" He grunted, pulling her from the counter and jerking her around.  He forced her to her knees in front of him, and reached out for the apron.  In two jerks he had her apron ripped off and tossed aside, leaving her completely nude.  He reached a hand for her head and pulled it to his cock and began fucking her mouth, driving his cock so far in she nearly gagged each stroke.  "That's it babe!"  He grunted, suddenly pulling his cock from her mouth and stroking it madly.  "UHHH!" he grunted as his cock spewed a huge gush of cum, the rope sailing through the short space between them and landing on her face.  Again and again his body jerked, emptying shot after shot of cum on her face and tits, leaving her coated with his jizz by the time  his cock started to soften.

"There you go babe.  Just what you wanted."

"Uh huh." She answered as he pulled up his shorts.  Without a look back he walked out the back door, leaving her kneeling completely naked, his cum still spread all over her."

"Damn." I mumbled as I tried to clear the image of my own adult daughter, kneeling nude in the kitchen.

"Ahhh.  Um.  It feels kind of warm in here suddenly." She said, tugging on her button down blouse to fan some air down it.  Her hands moved to the buttons on the front and began undoing them, stopping only when she had it open about half way down, her pink lacy bra exposed between the spread front of the blouse.  

"So how are things at home?  Everything alright?"

"Oh yeah. The usual stress with jobs and such." She said evasively.  "Why do you ask?"

"I don't know.  Just got the impression that things weren't quite as good as you wanted them to be."

"Well, that's always the case isn't it?  Doesn't seem like he has enough time for me, but I guess with him starting a new job that's to be expected."

"I suppose.  But just a word of advice from an old man.  Talk about it.  Don't let it fester and become an issue.  If it's not enough sex, then say so."

"Who said anything about sex?"  She asked defensively.

I looked at her sternly, sitting on the edge of the bed, her short skirt pulled tight across her thighs, one hand absently stroking her fingers up the inside of her thigh, stroking all the way up a couple inches under her skirt.  I could see the pink panties she had on peeking from between her legs, the crotch obviously wet.  "Sweetie.  You're practically rubbing your own pussy, and your shirt is half open and you're fantasizing about being fucked by guys that aren't your husband.  What do you expect me to think?"

"I'm not....I mean, how could....What the?   Dad!  How could you say such a thing?"  She said, clearly flustered, her legs clamping together and her hands balling into fists.

"Am I wrong?"

"Yes you're wrong!"  She said loudly.

"I see.  Okay.  If I'm really wrong then I'll gladly apologize.  Just one question."

"What's that?"

"Who's Greg?"

She flushed crimson at the name.  "He's the guy two houses down."

"Runner isn't he.  Tall, thin.  Strong build?"  

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Just a lucky guess.  Please sweetie.  Talk things over with your husband. I'm sure you can find a way to work things out."

"Ohhh....Okay dad.  I promise.  Anyway. I need to get to work. I just wanted to stop and say hi on my way in.  Talk to you later."

"Will do sweetie." I said as she stepped to the head of the bed and leaned over, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek.

She stood up next to the bed and reached behind herself.  She unzipped the short skirt and let it slide down her legs.  The skirt had no  sooner slipped down, revealing her pink panties than she was bending over, pushing them down her legs.  She stepped her high heels through the leg holes, leaving her nude below the waist.  She turned to face the wall and pushed her ass out at me, wiggling it slowly side to side.  "Come on daddy.  Fuck me.  God my pussy needs a cock so bad!  Fuck me. Just stand up right here and push your cock into me.  Ohhhhh god I'm so wet!"  She moaned, sliding a hand down between her legs and stroking her pussy.  "I know you have a big cock. I saw it as a little girl.  It was so big and fat.  Come fuck me with it.  God I need a cock in my pussy so badly right now! "   Her fingers pushed up into her pussy and started sliding in and out, a loud slurp of her juices accompanying every stroke.  I stared at her, my hand sliding under the covers and finding my hard cock. I stroked it in time with her fingers, watching them slide in and out of her tunnel.  

"Pull back the covers daddy.  Let me see that big cock!"  She groaned, looking back over her shoulder at me.   I pushed the covers down and exposed my fat cock, my hand sliding up and down slowly.  "God it's huge!  So much bigger than I remembered.  Fuck me daddy.  Bring that fat cock over here and fill me with it.  I want to feel you stretch my pussy with that fat cock and shove it all the way in." 

I tried to end the image in my mind, pulling the covers back up over my hard cock and telling her in my mind that I couldn't do that.  I saw her eyes widen as she looked down at me.  As she had leaned over her hand had come to rest on my cock, either accidently or subconsciously, I didn't know, but there was no doubt that she could feel the hardness and size of it.  She pulled her hand away as if it was burned, her eyes flashing down to the bulge under the covers and then finally softening as they looked down toward her own body, her shirt still hanging half way open, most of her bra and a good part of her breasts showing over the top of the lacy retainer.

"Guess I better button back up." She mumbled, moving her hands to her blouse.  "Don't worry dad.  Things between us will be fine." She said as she buttoned the last button.  "I'll stop and see you tonight, okay?"

"Sure thing sweetie. Have a good day!"  I called as she headed out of the room.

If I hadn't known it before, now I knew without a doubt that it was desires, and yet more than that.  I clearly had some effect on it.  Hell she just had her hand on my cock and the image of my cock was pretty damn accurate.  She also clearly felt something, as much as I did.  I could feel her arousal, how horny she was, how badly she suddenly wanted to be fucked.  I also knew that while I wasn't what she wanted, there was that briefest of moments where she apparently did.  

If I could affect things, I was going to have to experiment a bit more.  So far I'd been along for the ride.  What if I tried to control where it went?  It all happens so fast, it wasn't as if I had time to plan or think. No these minutes long scenes were playing out in the flash of a single heartbeat.  I don't know how, but I was starting to at least understand it.



Awakening Ch. 04



I didn't think I'd continue with my story, but a few things have happened lately that made me reconsider. My extreme behavioral and personality changes are something I'm still trying to understand. I've gone from a meek, naïve little creature who thought sex was just something that made you have to clean-up afterward, to someone who will try almost anything - and can't seem to get enough cock. See how I talk now? Previously, I didn't use words like cock, fuck, etc. Now, I think about it most of the time. Randy is the one mostly responsible for this drastic change in me. Whether I love him or not, I don't know, but I just can't seem to get enough of his wonderful cock. 

One of the questions you might ask, did I leave my husband? Yes, I did. I've been with Randy for two months now, following him to NY after he enticed me into leaving my husband of six years. I just left a note saying I'd met someone, and that Stu shouldn't try to find me. I didn't even have the guts to do it face-to-face. So call me names, I'm sure you will. I deserve it. My family is so pissed they won't talk to me, and all my old friends think I'm nuts, leaving a good-looking guy like Stu for a big sloppy cook like Randy. Maybe I am crazy, but sex with Stu was like eating a dirt sandwich, and him being the only man I'd ever slept with I never even knew what I was missing. Randy came along with that Pakistani Dust stuff he put in my drink one evening before he commenced fucking me like an animal all night. After I'd had a taste of it though, I'd gone back for more. (Awakenings 1-3). I was never the same after that. I speak of what happened in my earlier stories.

Randy and I fuck two, three times a day - everyday! I'll walk into the room totally unaware, and suddenly I'm jerked around, shoved facedown over the back of a couch or chair, and his big cock is slamming into me before I'm even ready. It makes little difference to Randy which hole he enters - well, to either of us I suppose. Sometimes, he'll just walk up to me while I'm reading or watching TV, pull his cock out, wrap his hands in my hair and shove it down my throat so far I can feel pubic hair against my lips. I revel in his brutality, the anxiety of possible suffocation, the way he shudders when he climaxes, and most of all the bitter-salty taste of it spurting against the inside of my mouth. I love it all. I know. I'm a slut, okay?

I don't know if Randy is a sex addict or just over-sexed, but he told me he's been this way for as long as he can remember. He said that even at an early age, he'd jerk-off a dozen times a day. He admitted he still does sometimes. Anyway, my libido is totally in control of me these days and yes, I've already cheated on Randy. It wasn't my fault though. 

Randy's day off is Thursday, so we usually wait to use that "dust" stuff until Wednesday night. That way we'll have a day to recover before he returns to work on Friday. Believe me, we need it too. After five or six orgasms, we are sore, fatigued, and totally exhausted for at least 24 hours. The rest of the week, we fuck without using Randy's dust. Even at that, we're still doing it every night. When there are conferences in town Randy has to work late, getting up before dawn several days in a row. During those days, we abstain from rigorous sex. 

Being accustomed to regular sex almost daily, by the second or third day of doing without it, I'm climbing the walls. I practically attack him when he comes home on that last day. A couple weeks ago, he had to return to Washington, D.C. (the same place we just left) for a week-long cooking class. That's when I did it. Fucked someone else, I mean. He knows about it now and still loved me, so life continued for us as before. I was scared to death for a while, though. I think he may also have cheated with someone while he was gone, and maybe felt a little guilty because of it. Anyway, all is fine now. By the way, I got on his computer one day and saw he reads stories on this site! He loves 'em!

There's a park with a lake, near our condo. Randy and I walk there sometimes and I jog around the lake during the days Randy works. We were walking and feeding the ducks one evening and I noticed a group of men near one of the bathrooms. I commented about it and Randy said if I needed to use the potty, to use one on the other side of the lake, nearer to the main road. He said these men were just a bunch of perverts. He went on to explain about glory-holes and all that, which I found really weird - but kind of exciting, too. He admitted that he'd frequently gone to glory holes when he was younger, but quit visiting them because he'd been scared of getting a disease. 

The next day, I researched glory holes on the computer - and boy was I stunned! The first thing I saw was a pretty blond with a black penis about the size of Randy's, stuck down her throat. She looked as if she were loving it. I'd never seen a black penis before. There were dozens of them on that site, others too. I got so excited I jumped Randy's bones as soon as he walked in that evening!

Well, about the third or fourth day he was gone to that cooking class in D.C., I was already climbing the walls I wanted it so badly. The vibrator he bought for us didn't do a thing to relieve my frustrations, so I jogged mornings and afternoons. That didn't help much either. I was up to three miles on my regular jog around the lake when I had the urge to pee really bad. The only people in sight were two Hispanic guys shooting hoops at the basketball court, and one older black man sitting on a park bench, a ways down the block. I quickly ducked into the restroom area, but was confronted by a sign on the ladies room door saying it was closed for repairs. 

Desperate, I looked around carefully and then hurried inside the men's toilet. There were several urinals and three stalls. The first stall also had an out of order sign on the door and the last one was for disabled persons. I used the one in the center. There were holes in each wall of the narrow stall; pictures of penises, pussies, tits, stuff like that drawn all over the walls. I sat down and peed like a fountain for a minute or two, images flooding my already horny mind about all the things that had happened there. The place even smelled like sex. As I reached for some tissue to clean up, I heard footsteps at the front door. I froze, lifting my feet so they couldn't be seen from outside.

Someone came in and entered the disabled stall. Careful not to be seen through the hole, I leaned forward and peeked through it. It was the older black man I'd earlier seen sitting on the park bench. He stood there for a moment before he began peeing. His cock was really big - every bit as large as Randy's, but also different. Sure it was black, but Randy is circumcised and this guy wasn't. It was the first uncut cock I'd ever seen, even on the computer. He kept pulling the foreskin back to expose its crown, and then easing it back over the tip as he pissed. It looked like the large black snake I'd once see as a kid. 

I suddenly realized my mouth was filled with cotton and I was constantly licking my lips. I'd never seen a man pee before. He finally finished, shook that meaty black thing a few times - and then began to slowly stroke it. He turned to face me, his cock steadily growing harder as he pulled his foreskin back and forth over the huge spongy crown. I felt that eye in its tip was staring straight at me. Swallowing hard, attempting to breathe through my half-open mouth, I was trembling all over.

I thought, my god, he knows I'm watching!

He didn't say anything but he moved closer to the wall, pulling his foreskin all the way back to expose the soft head - holding it there. Transfixed, I stared at the thick cock jerking and throbbing only a few inches from my face. Suddenly, my mouth wasn't dry anymore. It was watering. I could not do this, I told myself, remembering Randy's words of warning. There were awful diseases out there, some that could kill you. Besides, that nasty thing might be filthy . . . maybe smell bad, too. I leaned closer to the opening. So did he. There was a clear drop of nectar on its tip, silver, glistening, making my mouth water even more. 

I was so close to the hole that he must've seen my mouth, for he shoved that big chocolate head all the way through the opening. Without even thinking about it I stuck out my tongue and - licked that drop away - lovingly closing my mouth entirely over its head - swooning with pleasure. How does one explain the immense enjoyment of having a warm cock inside one's mouth? It's electrifying, comforting, and extremely exciting, all at the same time. I was in heaven.

The stall was so narrow I could comfortably sit on the toilet stool to accommodate him. I nibbled gently at the loose foreskin, enjoying that new experience. Then, I slid my wet lips softly around-and-around on the head before licking down its entire length, then back up to the tip again. Reaching through the opening, I found his large balls and eased them through the hole. With his thick cock already in the space, the large black sacks barely fit through the opening. Imagining them to be of a rich chocolate flavor, I gently sucked each nut into my mouth, savoring his grunt of pleasure. I licked back up the large vein on the bottom of the meaty organ, and then forced my mouth down over the thick head, taking as much of it as I could stand. Choking, I momentarily backed off to catch my breath, and then immediately forced my head back down on it. 

He just let me work, not moving a muscle, grunting and sighing every once in a while when it felt really good. I could feel his thick veins and ridges as my lips moved over them, the awesome crown pushing into my gullet, forcing my throat open wider and wider, unrelenting as it went deeper. Eventually, I got most of it into my tortured throat, feeling curly hair against my face. I loved it. I began sucking in earnest, soaking up the small sounds of pleasure he was making on the other side of the wall. This was where I belonged. If allowed, I could do it all day. I cupped his balls in one small hand, gripping the base of his cock with the other - in total control of the situation. I felt every ridge on his awesome cock, tasting his precious pre-cum, feeling his balls tighten as he neared release. Yes, yes, let me have it all, my brain screamed. This total stranger was going to dump his balls into my stomach - and I wanted it. He came with a loud grunt - a long steady stream, warm, salty, hitting the roof of my mouth, coating my tongue, sliding down the working muscles of my throat to pool in my soft belly. I was trembling so badly I nearly fell off the toilet stool, still holding onto his cock, licking, sucking and making love to it until he finally forced it from my mouth. 

As I struggled to get my breathing under control, I sensed slight movement behind me. Another cock protruded from the hole of the out-of-order stall. It was brownish, shorter and thicker, looking hard as teakwood. I thought it was probably one of the Hispanic guys I'd seen playing basketball. I slid around on the stool and took it into my mouth, hearing a groan on the other side of the thin wall. I wanted more. I hadn't had nearly enough. Precum immediately filled my mouth and I knew this one wouldn't last long. Something tapped the wall behind me and I looked. The black guy had his cock through the hole again. I didn't hesitate. 

Pulling my jogging shorts down to my knees, I backed up to it, pulled my vagina lips apart and slid them around the bloated head. Placing my hands against the wall in front of me, I pushed back against what felt like a fence post attempting to enter me. It hurt. Stretching, burning, forcing my vagina walls apart, assaulting my most tender part. The bloated head finally gained entry and the burning got even worse as I forced myself backward. I was helping him violate me. The cock in my mouth suddenly exploded - gooey, rich, intoxicating. I swooned with pleasure. Most of that black fencepost was finally inside me and I began to ride it as more juices lubricated my pussy walls, helping him get even deeper. Another cock replaced the first in the hole near my face, a twin to the first one. I swallowed it.

I was fucking without thought, unconsciously floating, allowing both men to pound into my willing body. Holding my mouth open wide, I let that cock gag me, steal my breath, threatening to render me unconscious. I didn't care. It all added to the absolute pleasure I was feeling. Bracing my hands against one wall, I pressed my ass flat against the hole in the other wall, letting the black man slam into me without mercy, making my knees buckle as I quaked and trembled to each violent thrust. With no warning, I suddenly blew apart with my climax, over and over, out of my head with the nastiness of it all, hot lava shooting into my vagina from behind, strangling on thick salty fluid running down my throat. Later, when I finally came to my senses again, I was kneeling on the sticky bathroom floor, covered with sweat, hair hanging in my eyes, feeling completely used-up. No one else was around

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A penciled note lay near my left knee. Tuesdays and Thursdays, is all it said.

I don't remember how I made it home, collapsing on my bed fully clothed, sleeping for hours. I awoke feeling ravaged, dirty - and suddenly very scared. God, please don't let me have gotten something bad from those men, I pleaded. I'll never do that again. I promise. Please. 

Randy called two days later and told me his class had been extended for a week due to a noted chef visiting the school from Europe. Slammed by the news and growing hornier daily, my resolve quickly weakened. I'd lie in bed at night after talking to Randy on the phone, fanaticizing about that wild afternoon in the men's restroom. I'd been assaulted for over an hour by three complete strangers, and finally thrown out like a used-up old whore. In essence, I'd been royally fucked and totally satisfied for the first time since Randy left for D.C. Maybe my fears about catching something bad from them were unfounded, after all. Why would all those guys go there if they thought they'd get something bad? 

I jogged past the place every day and looked over at the group of men standing outside, convincing myself all my fears were unfounded. I never saw the black guy with them. After a lonely weekend and a wine-soaked Monday, I jogged past the place again on Tuesday, to find it deserted - except for one person standing nearby - the older black guy. He watched me closely as I jogged by, unmoving, silent. It seemed that maybe Tuesday was some kind of off-day for the usual group.

My heartbeat increased rapidly as I ran past, images flooding my mind of a previous afternoon in there. I would not give in to these urges, I told myself. I felt my pace slowing, then walking, finally coming to a stop a half-block away. I looked back and saw the old man staring at me. He simply turned and walked inside. Head down, hating my weakness, I followed. He was standing in the disabled stall's doorway, watching me. I couldn't meet his eyes as I walked to the center stall. Before I could even pretend to squat on the stool and pee, he reached in, grasped my wrist and pulled me with him into the disabled stall. It was much a bigger space than the other ones; with a stool and a sink.

He turned me, pushing down on my shoulders until I sat on the stool. Unzipping his fly, he just stood there until I finally got the gist of what he wanted and reached inside. Grasping his stiffening penis, I flopped it out, gasping again at its girth. I didn't have to be told what to do. I opened my mouth and went to work on that fabulous piece of meat, kissing, licking, and sucking as he grunted and groaned above me. Okay, so I was a weak dirty whore who sucked-off strangers in a public restroom. I didn't care. That warm cock in my mouth was all that mattered at the moment. I was cupping his warm balls and felt them tightening as he got close to the end. I redoubled my effort, but he forced my head off his leaking cock, standing away from my working mouth, breathing heavily for a moment. I fought against his hands, desperate to lick it once more.

Suddenly, he pulled me up, sliding my jersey shorts down my legs until they fell free. I'm not very big, and despite being older, he was a big strong man. He simply lifted me and set me on his rampant cock, letting gravity pull me downward, impaling me like a butterfly. It was raw fire. It was agony. It was wonderful. I cried, squealed and moaned. He showed no mercy, standing with hands on his hips, staring into my eyes, watching as my fear and pain turned to need - then lust. We fucked like animals, oblivious to the outside world. Grunting and crying out our pleasure as he muttered, "White slut, cunt, whore . . .", unrelenting in his assault on my body. I came twice. He also came, but stayed hard, continuing to fuck me like he owned me. Tightening my legs around his waist, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lowered his head, swallowing my mouth. I willingly gave him my tongue, this total stranger, this black man, someone I'd never seen before, letting him know by doing so that I was his to do whatever he wanted.

He fucked me for another ten or fifteen minutes, finally pulling me off his dick and turning me around. I bent forward, grasping the metal assist bar running along the wall. He slammed into me from the rear, harder, even more forceful. Every few minutes he'd pause, prolonging his climax, then without any warning, he shoved the spongy head against my anus and the fire started once more. 

"Please," I begged. Please . . ."

"Shut up," was all he said, burying himself to the balls as I whimpered in pain. As with Randy though, before long I was helping him, pushing backward and rotating my hips in cadence with his thrusts. "That the way bitch, get on that cock," he muttered.

I felt his release splattering into my bowels like a fire hose, sticky, warm and comforting. Abruptly, he pulled completely out of my butt in one movement, as I whimpered in protest. "Please," I whispered. "I haven't . . ."

"Too bad," he said, turning to the sink to wash himself. Just like that he was gone, leaving me huddled in that dirty stall, tears streaming down my face - and not getting that final release. 

I don't know why no one came in that afternoon. I didn't even see anyone as I staggered out the door and walked up the path in the fading daylight, half-hoping I'd see one of the Hispanic guys. I probably looked like a fucked hooker. I certainly felt like one. I vowed never to do that again. Never! 

Randy came home two days later and immediately sensed something was wrong. As soon as he entered, I wrapped my arms around his neck, just holding him close. "Don't ever leave me again," I whispered. "Ever." I could see the silent question in his eyes, but didn't tell him right then.

After a wild bout of uninhibited sex I finally broke down, cried a little and told him what had happened in the park. Although he pretended otherwise, I sensed his initial anger was not entirely sincere. As he pressed me for details and I related them, I saw he was growing more excited by my story, getting hard as a railroad spike. I reached out and grasped his member, squeezing as I told him about backing up to receive the black man's thick cock as I sucked another one. His breathing grew shallower, his cock jumping as I went into the details of how it felt, how much I had wanted it, and how soiled and degraded I'd felt afterward. He was actually enjoying what I'd done. I could tell. 

"This excites you, doesn't it?" I said, a little miffed at his reaction. He just stared down at me, kind of desperately, with a strained look that almost made me smile. 





Awakening Ch. 04



As I related my most recent experience in the public restroom, squeezing the base of his cock frequently, I saw he was leaking fluid almost constantly. That meant he was close, so I eased off a bit, then went on. I told him I hadn't meant to go back, but I'd obediently followed the old man inside once I saw him again, telling him all that happened afterward. As soon as I got to the part about shoving that thing up my butt, Randy shot a large white gob at least a foot in the air as I scrambled to get my mouth over the head, to catch the rest. He came a lot, so he'd really been excited.

Afterward, pouting a while, I said, "You liked hearing that. I thought you said you loved me."

He smiled, touching my face. "I do. More than anything in the world. If I love you, why wouldn't I want you to be happy? Enjoy your pleasure? That's what love means to me."

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Sure. But that's part of it - what makes it so delicious. Our life together will be so different than anything you've ever known. It'll be wild, exciting . . . and unpredictable. New things all the time. I promise, it'll never get old."

I climbed on top of him and rode him like a stallion for a long time. 

Since then as we walk past the park's restroom, when he sees a bunch of men outside, he doesn't say anything. Where there are only two or three, he'll cock and eyebrow and say," Need to pee or anything?"

I know he wants me to do it again so he can be part of it, but I'll need to make him understand I will never do that that again. It was out-of-this-world nasty sex, but I didn't like the way I felt afterward. 

The next day, Stu called my cell phone. He begged me to come back. He was crying. My day was totally shitty after that.



Awakening Ch. 04: Popping Corks



Emma sat up, unzipped her hood and pulled it off. She shook out her hair and looked like a fashion model. It was mussed a bit but it framed her face perfectly. It was that easy for her. She motioned for me to sit up. Derek helped me and I turned my head so she could untie my hood. She delicately pulled the material from under the leather collar and loosened the back ties. She slowly lifted it off. I turned to Emma. There we were; the real us. She leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't two faceless people anymore. It was me and my best friend. It felt so naughty and I loved every tingly bit of it. Emma tasted exquisite and her lips and tongue felt beautiful. 

As our tongues darted in and out and probed each other, Derek's hands slid around my body and squeezed my tits. His wonderful hands felt great as he mashed my tits and pulled on my nipples. His hard cock poked me nicely in the back reminding of the wonderful fucking he'd given me. Emma broke our kiss and crawled off the bed and then she and Derek helped me up and into the bathroom. Emma got out a wash cloth and a towel, "Join us in the kitchen when you're ready." She leaned in and gave me a very sensual kiss.

I took my time as I cleaned up enjoying the afterglow from god knows how many orgasms. When I looked in the mirror I smiled. My hair had that just fucked look and my make-up was smeared. I radiated that warm, well fucked slut feeling. I was happy. I had no regrets at all and surprisingly there was something very reassuring about the leather collar that was still locked around my neck. I gently fingered the little gold lock that held it securely in place. I knew that Emma left it around my neck on purpose. That thought made a shiver run down my spine and my pussy tingled. I really never thought of myself as a sub type person, but I had to admit, I really enjoyed the bondage thing. Who knew? I was definitely learning quite a lot today.

I ran my fingers through my hair. I decided it was good enough and went back to the bedroom. Emma had laid out several things for me to wear. I decided on the sheer white baby-doll with black polka dots. It was playful and matched my mood. I gazed at myself in the mirror. The leather bra was one of the sexiest pieces of lingerie I'd ever worn, but it wouldn't go with the baby-doll. Plus, braless would look so much sexier. I squeezed my exposed nipples one last time before I reluctantly unhooked the bra and let it slide off my tits. 

I picked up the slinky baby doll and slid it over my head and let it drop into place. My tits filled the empire top nicely. A lot of cleavage was on display. I kept my stockings and garter belt on, and found my heels. It was like I was wearing a very short, very sheer club dress. The look was hot. I re-did my eyes with some of Emma's make-up and at the last minute put my hair up in two little pig tails. They were fun and with the collar, they made me look extra slutty. I smiled at myself and headed for the kitchen.

My body was still buzzing from the adrenalin and excitement of the afternoon and evening. I walked slowly down the hall like a fashion model exaggerating each step making my tits sway back and forth against the flimsy material. My sensitive nipples hardened as they continually brushed the silky fabric. As I entered the kitchen my heels made tiny clicking noises on the ceramic tile. Derek and Emma broke their kiss and turned in my direction and smiled. He was seated at the high top kitchen table and Emma was standing between his legs. 

Emma was wearing bright red, sheer boy shorts and a matching halter and white heels. The top barely contained her mammoth jugs. The halter tied between her tits and her nipples were as visible as mine were. Derek was still naked; fucking nice, the man was gorgeous. She had one arm around his neck and reached the other one out to me. I did my best cat-walk toward them. Their eyes focused on my swaying tits the entire way. I felt slutty and apparently looked it. They definitely enjoyed watching me. My pussy was throbbing and ready again. 

Emma shifted slightly so that I could step between them. They each put an arm around me and hugged me. Emma pulled me toward her and after staring into my eyes for a long second, lowered her face and kissed me passionately. Our tongues darted in and out as we dueled with each other. Derek's hand massaged my ass for a bit and then his fingers migrated down the crack of my ass. I lifted my leg slightly so that he had easy access. He understood and pressed a finger against the puckered ring where he'd just deposited his load until it slowly gave way. There was still plenty of lube in my ass and his finger wormed its way easily into my recently cum filled ass. He moved the tip of his finger around in my ass and it was magic. 

As Emma and I continued kissing, I moved my hand into Derek's lap and found his hardening cock. Damn even after having it my ass I forgot how big it was. It filled my tiny hand. Emma slowed our kissing and gave me a quick last kiss before separating. She looked at me a long time like she was trying to figure something out. Then she started tentatively, "Amy, one hell of a lot happened so far today. As for me, I couldn't be happier, but I want to check where you are."

I knew what she was thinking because I'd already covered those thoughts while I was in the bathroom. I smiled at her and then quickly at Derek. I touched her face softly and squeezed Derek's cock before I started, "Emma, I couldn't be in a better place, mentally or physically." Just as I was about to continue Derek buried the rest of his finger in my butt. He got my immediate attention as the second joint of his finger slid passed the wrinkled opening. His finger was far smaller than his cock but I shuddered involuntarily anyway. Damn, what a wonderful sensation. The man was good.

I wasn't expecting Derek's little surprise and the shock made me gasp. I gulped a big breathe of air before I continued. I gazed into Emma's eyes, "I don't know if you can tell or not, but right now one of Derek's big fat fingers is deep in my ass and it feels great. Not only does Derek have a finger in my ass, but his wonderfully large cock is in my hand, and my other arm is around you. Can it really get better than that?" I was on a roll and talking fast and smiling at Emma. I hoped I was making some kind of sense. I took a breath and continued, "I can't believe that it took me all these years to find out who I am. I'm still a little fuzzy I have to admit, and I know that our relationship has changed and will probably continue to change, but I look forward to that. I love this. I love being nasty and slutty and being used. It's exciting and I feel alive for the first time in a long, long time." 

I leaned in and kissed her quickly and then did the same with Derek. I think I was pretty much beaming at them, "Listen, I'm not a kid and I know that this isn't love. Its sex and lust, and I want it to be part of my life and I hope that however it works out that both of you will continue to be part of my life too."

Emma was smiling like crazy, "Well then, we should celebrate the occasion properly; time for some champagne." She headed to retrieve the bubbly. 

Derek's finger was still deep in my ass and the movement was really turning me on. I loved the feeling and smiled at him to let him know it was good. I moved my eyes downward to check out his cock. It was hard and beautiful and bent into a nice arc pointing upward. It looked awesome in my small hand. As I admired his cock I noticed for the first time that his pubic hair was completely shaved. He was the first man I'd seen without pubic hair and I liked the look. Combined with his tan and his physique it was sexy as hell. His beautiful balls were tight up against his body and he just looked like sex. I leaned in and pressed my tits against him and then slid my tongue between his lips. We kissed and groped until Emma returned with the champagne. He and I finished our kiss and to my disappointment, he slowly removed his finger from my ass. Damn, I felt so empty.

After we all had a glass in our hand, Emma made a toast, "To old friends and new awakenings." We all took a sip and Emma suggested we go to the living room so we could be more comfortable. 

They each took the ends of the couch and I got to sit between my new lovers. It was a small couch and I liked the arrangement. Everyone was in their own quiet place as we enjoyed the champagne. I was momentarily lost in the breathtaking memory of Derek's dong being up my ass. I smiled to myself and I let my free hand slide across Derek's thigh until I found his penis. It was soft and thick and I could feel its weight as I lifted it. What an amazing sensation. I ran my fingernails along his length and felt him twitch as he came to life. What a marvelous invention. His cock was hot to the touch and the liquid was cold and delicious. As I swallowed the last of my champagne I marveled at the change slowly taking place. I lifted my empty glass to Emma for more.  

She smiled and was only too happy to oblige. As soon as she headed for the door, I slid to my knees. I moved my hand to the base of his cock and let the rest of him just hang free from the end of my hand. What a wonderful sight. He wasn't totally rigid yet but getting stiff rapidly. I gazed at Derek momentarily as I ran my free hand over his body taking in his beauty. He was incredibly fit without an ounce of fat anywhere. He had the smooth outlines of a strong, muscled body. His abs were just short of six packs, but very nicely defined and he didn't have a hint of hair anywhere that I could see. Damn, he was nice on the eyes and with that cock; he was pretty much the total package. 

After savoring Derek, letting my own libido run wild, I lowered my head and covered his beautiful pink glans with my mouth. I loved the feeling as his cock swelled in my mouth. I never had a cock actually get hard in my mouth before. There was something wonderful about the stiffness and the softness of a hard cock. I love feeling it with my lips and my tongue and scraping my teeth lightly over the head. Derek reached down for my baby doll and started pulling up. I lifted my arms so he could get it over my head and when I let his cock go, it bounced lewdly in the air in front of my face. He tossed the lingerie against the wall and I mashed my tits against his thighs as I went back to work on his delicious cock. 

His girth was phenomenal. I let my lips form a ring around the head of his penis and licked his pee hole again. I was infatuated with that little hole and eased the tip of my tongue in and wormed it around. The spongy flesh felt a bit like Emma's big nipples. What a wonderful feeling. I ran my tongue around his beautiful head while I probed the little opening. I licked and nibbled down the long underside of his very fat cock and sucked on his smooth balls before I headed down to his ass. 

He knew what I had in mind and slid down in the couch and lifted his legs spreading them wide grabbing behind his knees. Wow, that was the first time a guy had ever spread his legs for me and offered me his ass. Derek was totally vulnerable and a sense of power and control overwhelmed me. I surveyed the situation. His dick was in one hand and I was caressing his balls with the other. Very fine blond hair ran along the crack of his ass. He looked delicious and he was completely spread waiting for me to eat his ass. 

I pushed his thighs back as I leaned forward to lick his balls again. I'd never rimmed anybody before and found his smell heavy and manly. I licked around the tight puckered opening and then forced my tongue in like Emma had done me. Derek liked it. He moaned and rubbed my face. I licked and poked his ass with my tongue and each time I could get a little more in. I liked licking and tonguing his ass. There was something really nasty and decadent about it, and right now I was totally in charge. I casually jerked his stiff shaft and pushed my middle finger into his butt hole. Derek's whimper turned into loud moans.

When Emma walked back into the room she stopped next to us and watched for a long while before she finally sat down in the couch across from us. It was thrilling having Emma watch me rim Derek's ass and jerk his cock. I liked her watching me. I'd always been more reserved and shy, but it felt sort of like I had butterflies in my stomach. I was really getting off on being an exhibitionist. Fuck, what a turn on it was. My entire body was buzzing. 

I was very busy having fun with Derek's tasty parts. It was all so new and I was having one hell of a good time learning my way around. Derek was moaning loudly. In the background I heard the tell tale sloshing sounds coming from Emma's pussy. From the amount of noise, I knew her fingers had to be buried deep inside her cunt. I really wanted to sneak a peek at her, but there was no way I could do with my face in Derek's ass. Derek was getting two great shows; Emma playing with her pussy and me licking his ass. Derek was moving his hips in time to me jerking his cock. He was ready to cum again, I could tell from the way his legs were starting to shake. I had decided it was time to get Derek off when Emma hissed at me, "Hey bitch, get your ass over here and lick my cunt! Now!" 

Fuck, it didn't seem fair, but when Emma ordered me to lick her cunt, I immediately flashed back to her telling me to remember that she was always in charge. My pulse quickened and my pussy started to tingle at her command. I gazed at Derek. Fuck he was gorgeous. His hard cock was in my hand and most of his huge penis stuck out the top of my fist. His sexy little ass hole was covered with my saliva and his balls lay flat against his body. Damn, it dawned on me that he was spread wide just like I'd been earlier in the evening when he fucked my ass; mmmm. I looked at Derek and he gave me that "hey, you better get your ass over there and lick her cunt" look. I put my other hand on his cock and gave him a nice squeeze. I smiled up at him as I turned to crawl away. He smiled back and blew me a kiss. He grabbed his huge cock and was pumping it slowly. 

When I turned, Emma had removed her shorts and she was spreading her legs as wide as she could get them. Jesus H. Christ, she had almost all of her right hand in her pussy. Shit, this girl had all kind of surprises up her sleeve. I crawled up between her legs and licked my way up her thighs. She slowly pulled her hand out of her pussy and spread the outer lips of her gaping pussy. I pressed my nose against her cunt and breathed in deeply. 

The aroma was musky and sweet; very different than Derek. I pushed my tongue into her slit and Emma stiffened slightly as I licked her from bottom to top. Her hands lay softly on the back of my head steadying me between her thighs. Her cunt juice was thick and tasted salty and feminine. I used my tongue to spread her slit and nibbled her engorged pussy lips. Emma moaned softly as I licked her pussy. I slid my hands up her abdomen to her huge tits. I squeezed each of her fun bags and Emma gasped as she pulled my head against her harder. I found her nipples and rolled them softly. Jesus, her nipples were huge. I finally sucked the nub of flesh at the top of her slit into my mouth and used my tongue to flick the tip. I could feel her clit grow.

Her pussy was dripping wet and her juices covered her thighs and my cheeks. It was like being in a dream. We were both breathing hard and my pussy tingled as I worked on her cunt. Her pussy still gaped wide from her fist so I pushed my fingers into her very slippery hole. As I hand fucked her, Emma grabbed my pig tails and pulled my face even harder against her. She moaned for me to suck her cunt and make her cum. I was doing my best and loving every minute of my effort.

I was busy enjoying Emma's pussy when I got a welcome surprise. Derek moved in behind me and spread my thighs slightly. He fingered my slit with his big fat fingers, spreading the lube from my pussy all around. He pressed the tip of his cock against my opening and pushed forward gently. Gawd I love the felling of a cock pressing its way inside my creamy slit; it felt wonderful. I did my best to keep my lips and tongue on Emma as Derek performed his magic. He pushed his cock forward slowly and after a few ins and outs he was buried deep in my vagina. What a feeling; so full and so deep. He held my hips but didn't move. I didn't know what he had in mind so I just went back to working on Emma's pussy. 

Emma was bucking and moaning as I sucked her clit. I had my fingers in her pussy rubbing against her g-spot and the action seemed to be having the desired effect. Emma legs tensed up a bit and her moaning turned into a low shriek. Her clitty was super swollen, easy twice the size of when I started. I continued to lick and suck Emma's engorged clit as she basically fucked my face. Every time she moved her hips into my face, my body moved backward a little against Derek causing his cock to move deliciously in and out. After letting him casually fuck me for a while, I needed more. I reached back and grabbed Derek's hip and pulled him toward me. He took the hint and began a very slow steady pace. Out very slowly until just his beautiful pink head was inside and then he slowly pushed it back in deep. Fucking awesome! 

I adjusted my body so that I could work her clit and still finger fuck her. Every time I pushed my fingers in deep she went crazy. I loved the feeling and the effect I was having on her. I had nearly all of my hand in her and Emma was bucking her hips against my face and then suddenly she just stopped moving. She screamed something like "fuuuuckkkmmmeee" and started thrashing around like crazy. Then, I had another new first. I was still sucking her and a blast of thick-ish pussy juice hit my face. It was like having a glass of water thrown at you only it was warm and gooey. I pulled my face back for a second in surprise, and then another blast. My face and chest was wet with her juice. She was shaking and pinching her nipples and I pushed my fingers in again. Another shot splashed against my tits. Emma continued to quiver as her orgasms worked through her body but she was finished squirting.

Fuck, I couldn't believe it. I made Emma cum and her pussy juice was everywhere. Damn, apparently I was a natural at eating pussy too. Emma just laid there with her eyes closed and legs spread. She looked awesome; she was in a very happy place moaning softly. I felt so alive and so naughty.

I'd almost forgotten about Derek. Well, almost. As soon as Emma orgasmed, he quickened his pace and pounded my very ready pussy. My pussy was stretched out and ready; the hard fucking was great. I laid my head in Emma's lap and just focused on Derek's cock in my pussy. The boy really knew how to use it. 

He held my hips tightly and really pumped my pussy. Deep and hard, over and over again; I could feel the tingle coming. Every thrust sent shivers through me. Emma started stroking my hair and it seemed perfect for me to plant little kisses on her pussy lips. The wetness covering her pussy tasted like sex. I was in heaven. My head was lying against a very wet pussy and a big, hard cock was pounding my pussy. Derek was working hard and grunting and breathing fast as he jack hammered my pussy.

He was thrusting deep and then pulling nearly all the way out. The feeling of being so full one second and nearly empty the next was mind boggling good. Derek pressed forward again, grunted and held it there. I felt his cock spasm and the first spurt hit deep in my cervix. What an amazing feeling. He continued to push hard, spasming over and over again until he'd shot his entire load deep inside me. When his balls were empty, he continued to slowly fuck my cum filled pussy until he started to soften. His cock felt silky as he slid in and out well after he had finished cumming. Finally its weight caused it to slide slowly out of my well used pussy. A flood of his warm cum followed his cock and ran down my thighs. The sensation was spectacular. 




Awakening Ch. 04: Popping Corks



I crawled up onto the couch and cuddled into Emma's arms. Derek dropped into the chair across from us. His shiny, wet cock lay across his thigh. Damn, he looked delicious even soft. What a wonderful play thing. Emma stoked my shoulder and I rubbed her thigh. Nobody said anything. Derek just looked at us with a very happy, satisfied expression on his face. 

I felt all warm and cuddly. I was lying naked in the arms of a beautiful sexy lady. Our tits were crushed against each other, I had just been fucked by one sexy ass stud with a huge cock and right now his hot cum was oozing out of my freshly shaven cunt. My mind was spinning trying to comprehend all that had happened today. Then instantly it dawned on me. I didn't need to understand. All I needed to know was that I knew what I felt and it felt good. Today was the first day in the rest of my life; a life that would be forever changed. I'd be forever in Emma's debt for everything she taught me about myself today. I hoped that there would be more lessons, and very soon.



Awakening Ch. 04



Rick! A guy my age! What was she thinking?

Well I found out what my birthday present was.

"Becky," my mom called. "Come down to the living room."

I went. "This is Rick," my mom said. "Say hi!" I had seen him around before although not paid much attention as he was a year ahead in school.

I said Hi, and he said Hi back

Mom then told Rick that she had started me watching porn videos when I was fourteen. I protested and said she shouldn't be telling Rick. She ignored me and then said "And I've been fucking men and women right here in the living room for the past two years so Becky would get used to it."

Now I was starting to get worried. Why was she telling Rick these things. I found out soon enough. Mom stepped quickly to me and grabbed one of my arms. Rick did the same. I was trapped. They pulled me to the big couch and sat me in the middle.

I remember during that first experience Mom breathing rapidly -- I guess she was excited.

"What do you think of my little girl Rick"

"Nice," he responded. I remember him commenting on my breasts.

"Put your hand on those breasts Rick" said Mom.

He didn't have to be told twice. The next thing I knew, his hands were pawing my chest. Mom started to unbutton my blouse. I called "Dad!" but he didn't do anything. He did open the door from downstairs to look, but when Rick, who was bigger than him and Mom, both growled at him and told him to get lost, he quickly did.

After that, it was only a matter of time. I was soon naked and both Rick and Mom had their hands all over me. They were fingering me and sucking my breasts. I was ashamed but got wet. It was if I couldn't stop myself, a result of all those videos I guess. The next thing I knew Rick's pants were off and he was putting himself inside me. It hurt at first but was soon over. He came quickly. When I looked down there was a mixture of blood and semen on me and the couch.

Mom then hissed at me "Don't you move -- Watch!"

Then she and Rick went at it on the floor. For some reason I did watch. It was like I had to.

And that is how it started. From then on I was sort of a prisoner. I went to school and worked at the salon to keep up appearances. No one locally knew what was going on. Mom continued to bring strangers home, but now there was a bonus -- me.

Rick continued to fuck both of us and I think would have been satisfied with that, but Mom had other plans. She told him that I was available to him whenever he wanted, and then planted the idea of a slut girl in his mind. So under Mom's direction, he trained me. Over the past year I have probably fucked 80 men and, I don't know, maybe 10 to 15 women. They have done everything to me. And you know, I come almost every time. I sometimes wish I wouldn't -- you know, in protest. But that seems to be part of the trap. Mom and Rick keep telling me I am such a slut because I come whenever anyone does anything to me. People can fuck me or go down on me and I come."

Becky stopped talking then, seeming to reflect on the water passing by.

Gently Laura asked, "Are you still on the medication?"

Becky replied, "Yes, they have had to up the dose a couple times, but yes I still am."

I had had to get down off the log. I sat on the opposite side of the log from the women because I had to. I was really hard. Even though the story was ugly, it excited me. What is wrong with me?

"Becky," asked Laura. "What do you think of what Aaron and I did last night?"

"Well, at first I was afraid, then I was pissed because I missed a party, then this morning I felt you guys were do-gooders."

Becky paused for a few moments then added, "But when Aaron held me, it felt good. Real somehow. Now I feel -- relaxed. And I'm glad I told someone about how I became like I am. Someone should know in case something happens to me."

Laura asked, "What do you mean?"

Becky replied, "Well, lately there have been some tough guys hanging around. I overheard Rick and Mom talking about these guys taking me with them somewhere. Mom was even a little upset, she didn't think the guys could be trusted. Rick just told her to shut up and said they were getting good money for me. I think Rick is bossing Mom around now. I know she has been doing more drugs than she used to.

Laura looked over at me. There were storm clouds in her eyes. I had lost my erection while Becky was talking about the potential danger.

Laura asked Becky, "Do you want to get away from your situation?"

"How would I do that?" asked Becky.

"We started the process last night," Laura said. "The first order of business was to remove you from that environment. We did it because Aaron was worried about you, and we thought maybe we could help.

We can find you a safe place."

Becky said, "I don't know. I don't want to cause trouble."

I piped up, "You're not causing us trouble, but I think if you go back, you may be in a heap of it. Especially if there are some people who want to take you away. Who knows what would happen."

"You know Aaron, you're sweet, but I don't think I'm worth worrying about. I don't really care what happens to me." replied Becky.

"Would you stay?" asked Laura. "We want you to."

"I want you to stay." I blurted out. "I think I love you!"

"You can't love someone like me," said Becky. "That just proves it. I have to go."

"What if I fuck you? You wanted to this morning! What if I fuck you right now in front of Laura? Would that be enough to make you stay? I'll do anything to you. If you need to be punished, I'll do it. I don't want you to go back!" 

I am such an idiot.

"So you're a bad guy huh? I think we saw what happened last time you ran up against my French Maid costume. No, you're a nice guy. You need a nice girl. Not a tramp like me. I have to go."

With that, Becky stood and started to gather up the blanket.

I started to protest that I was not so nice and was about to plead with Becky to stay.

However Laura was already up and as Becky turned toward her to go, Laura placed both her hands on Becky's head, pulled her to her and pressed her lips to Becky's. I could see Becky's surprise. Her eyes opened wide and she tried to pull away. Laura was stronger than Becky though and kept kissing her. When at last Laura broke the kiss she said to Becky, "You're not going anywhere. We kidnapped you for a reason. It was to keep you safe. If you need sex, between us we'll make sure you get some. But for now you will stay. Sit down."

Becky sat in the sand. She looked as though she had been struck by a thunderbolt.

"It looks like you must be told what's what. So I'm telling you. You will remain with us. We may need to hide you for a bit while this apparent danger exists. I'm going to take care of that though. You no longer have a life with Rick or your Mom. As far as you're concerned, they no longer exist. Got that?"

Becky nodded.

Laura softened her stance a little and said, "We all have pasts Becky. Yours wasn't of your own choosing. You have been manipulated and used. You haven't had a chance to decide much for yourself. I'm sorry to take control when that's what's caused you all your problems, but I have to for a little while at least. Understand?"

Becky nodded again.

Laura spoke again, "I have one question Becky. What is it with your Mom? Why did she do all that? Most moms want to protect their daughters."

Looking down at the sand in which she had been deposited Becky said, "She thought my Dad ruined her life by getting her pregnant, just when she was recruited by a modelling agency. Her family, my grandparents, were really dysfunctional. They were drunks and there was talk of things like incest. So when she lost her chance to get away, she resented me and blamed Dad -- not without reason. I heard him tell someone once that that was exactly what he had done. He thought it would turn out okay. He regrets it now and is ruined. He could not even protect me, his daughter (!), from the wrath of his wife.

Laura then asked, "Why didn't she just leave?"

"She wanted to make him pay and I guess her hate kept her here."

"Wow," said Laura. "I so sorry."



Awakening Ch. 05



"Morning Scott.  Time to go down for therapy." the big burly orderly said as he stepped into the room.

"Sure. Guess it is that time." I answered him.  He reached out to help me get into the chair, but I held a hand up to stop him. "No, I wanna do it. I gotta get mobile somehow, don't I?"

"Yes sir, you do." He said with a smile as I worked my way out of the bed onto my good leg and then turned and sat in the wheelchair.  "I hear you're quite the ladies man."  

"Oh?  How's that?"  I asked as he spread a blanket over my legs.

"Heard a couple nurses talking at the station earlier.  Seems like when they come in to see you they go away feeling so damn horny. One of them swore she orgasmed standing right next to your bed.  What's your secret man?"

"I have no clue. It's just me!"  I said with a shrug.  

"Well, whatever it is, I hope you enjoy it because man, both of those ladies were damn fine looking."

"Yeah, I have had a few good looking nurses." I agreed with a nod.

"Good looking?  Just good looking?  Man some of them are smokin' hot!"

"Okay, okay. Some of them are damn good looking."

"Yeah, that's what I'm saying.  Run with it.  Flirt a little.  Maybe you can even get one to give you a little company one night, ya know?"

"Yeah, I do." I agreed with a chuckle as we waited for the elevator.

The doors finally opened and revealed a relatively full car.  "Wow.  Full.  We can sneak in though."  The orderly said, turning us around and backing us into the elevator.  "B1 please." He said to the woman in a white lab coat that barely extended far enough to cover her short skirt.  She held  a clipboard in her hands in front of her crotch, and letting go of it with one hand, leaned over and, smiling, pressed the button.

I leaned my hand over the side of the chair, resting it on the wheel for lack of anything better to do with it as the car started down.  "Headed for therapy?"  she asked with a smile, looking down at me.

"Yeah, I guess I start two a day now."  I answered, looking up at her.  She was maybe mid-thirties, slender but with a well-shaped, almost sculpted body, a pleasant smiling face and deep green eyes that seemed to look deep inside me.

"Well, it's important to have a strong positive mental attitude."  She said softly as the elevator slowed at the next floor.  The doors slid open and another man stepped in, pushing himself between her and the wall, forcing her closer to my chair.  As the doors closed I felt her leg press accidently, or I supposed accidently, against my hand, her stockings smooth against the back of my fingers.   I was almost immediately tempted to slide my hand up her thigh and stroke the soft skin pressing against me.

 she dropped the clipboard to the floor and then slowly unbuttoned the white coat, letting it slide off her shoulders and pool on the floor around her.  She wore a short black skirt and white satin blouse, which she started to unbutton.  She slowly worked the buttons down the front, spreading the satin material apart to expose a pale yellow lace bra.  She slowly, sensuously, pulled the sleeves off her arms, allowing the material to land and pool on the elevator floor around her.  She seemed oblivious to the rest of the passengers as she unzipped the back of the black skirt and let it slide down her legs.  

She spread her legs apart as she stepped out of the , only the bra and an absolutely tiny thong panty, covering her private parts, her legs still encased in a pair of nude colored thigh high stockings, the lace tops almost touching the pale yellow thong.  

"You wanna see more?  All ya have to do is ask."  She whispered.

"Yeah,   Take it off."  I answered.

"How much?"

"All of it.  Take it all off."

She grinned down at me and reached behind her back, unclipping the bra and letting it spring apart, the straps easily sliding off her shoulders.   The bra slid down her arms, her full round tits jutting out from her chest, her nipples hardening before my eyes as I stared at the almost perfectly formed mounds.   She stared deep into my eyes as she reached for the thong panty.  She bent over, pushing the strings down over her hips, sliding the panty down as she went, bringing her face closer to mine with each inch she worked the thong down.  She tilted her head and leaned toward me as she lifted one leg to slip the panty off, her lips pressing against mine in a soft wet sensuous kiss.  I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, swirling around mine and then teasing my tip to coax me to follow.  

As my tongue slipped into her hot wet mouth she sucked it, drawing it deeper into her mouth for a few moments before opening her lips slightly wider to break the suction.  She let her face pull slightly from mine, her teeth closing on my lower lip and then slowly pulling it. 

As she kissed me her hand had been busy, pushing the blanket off my lap and tugging the gown up, exposing my already hard cock.  She wrapped her fingers around it, her hand sliding down its length as she moved her face in for another long soft erotic kiss.  

I let my hand slide up her leg, along her soft thigh, feeling the firmness of her muscular legs and the softness of her delicate smooth skin.  I felt the ruffled edge of the thigh high stockings as I pushed my hand higher, my fingers seeking her hot wet pussy.  I could smell her arousal, the scent of her wetness strong in the small car.  

Everyone seemed to be completely ignoring us as my fingers found her soft inner lips, protruding from her round smooth outer lips, obviously shaved clean .  I pressed my finger between her lips and slowly stroked it along her pubic bone, feeling her hotness flow into my hand as her desire flowed into me from that hot sensuous kiss. My finger slid all the way to the end of her slit, her hard clit sliding along the side of my finger as I dragged it, wet with her juices, up out of her pussy, across her mound, and then up along her firm well-muscled body to her tits.  

I rolled my hand over and cupped one of her breasts, the full round mound filling my hand, and then some, her hardened nipple pressed into my palm.  I felt her moan softly into my mouth as I squeezed her breast gently , her hand returning the squeeze around my rock hard shaft.

She straightened up, releasing my cock and swinging her leg over me in one smooth motion.  She rested her foot on the left arm of the chair and leaned toward it, bringing her bare pussy   within inches of my face.

I looked up at her as I leaned my face closer to her, my hands closing on her firm ass and pulling it toward me as I inhaled her arousal.  She arched her back slightly to present more of her pussy to me, and I eagerly licked up her wet lips, tasting the juices clinging to them.  

"Ohhhh yessssss." She hissed softly as I spread her lips with my tongue, pressing it deep into her and then sliding it along her pubic bone until I reached her clit.  Time and again I licked, her pussy growing wetter by the second as my tongue teased her slit and exposed clit.  I slowly pushed my left thumb into her, pushing her lips apart and driving it ever so slowly into her tunnel.  

Her body easily accepted my thumb as if it were a short cock, her tunnel walls snugly caressing it as I pushed it in and out as much as I could, my tongue still attacking her clit.

"OHHHHHH, Ohhhhhh....Fuck yes!"  She gasped as I closed my lips on her clit and squeezed slightly.  "God I'm going to come!"  she panted.

I continued to lick and play with her pussy, sliding my right hand from her ass up her body to her left tit.  I closed my fingers on her nipple, squeezing and pulling it in time with the short strokes of my thumb.

I felt her leg tremble against my hand, the clipboard slipping from her fingers and clattering to the floor as the elevator dinged that it was at the second floor.

She stood still, her chest rising and falling heavily in the white lab coat, her face flushed and her green eyes searching for...what? She didn't know.  It took several long seconds before she finally bent over and picked up the clip board.

The man beside her stepped out of the elevator as she bent over and the doors closed again, the woman straightening back up, her leg returning to where it was, pressing against my hand as her trembling stilled.   The car started down again and stopped at the first floor. She looked down at me briefly and then stepped out of the elevator car.   The doors closed and only the orderly and I remained.

"Damn she looked good, didn't she?"  He asked from behind me.

"Yeah.  Almost good enough to eat."

"No shit man.  I'd eat her damn pussy in a heartbeat.  God she was hot.  Looked like she had the hots for you too.  Maybe I should have pushed you out where she got off and let you make a play."

"I doubt it would have been successful."  I answered as the doors slid open on the basement floor.  He pushed me out in silence and wheeled me to the physical therapy room.

"Well, Scott, I'm glad to see you're back.  I think you and I are going to get real friendly over the next few days."  Bonnie said with a smile as she walked up to us.

"How so?"

"Well doctor Shakari has penciled you in for two sessions a day for the next week.  I guess she's planning on keeping you here until the cast comes off ."

"Well, that's good to know I guess."  I answered as she took the chair from the orderly and pushed me toward the same room we had worked in before.  

She pushed me in and closed the door behind us before turning back to face me.  "So, need a hand getting on the bench again?"  She asked sweetly.  

It was time to see if I could plant thoughts or not.  Something simple, something direct.  That was the plan.  Make her take her top off and let's see what happens.  "Yeah I wouldn't mind a hand." I answered as I pushed the blanket off of my lap, exposing my surprisingly hard cock, sticking up with my gown pulled almost to my waist.

"Well, looks like someone is horny!"  She said with a smile and a wink.  "Or is that just your normal state?"

"Horny seems to be my normal state right now." I answered her honestly as she reached for my hand.  "Show me your tits, show me your tits, show me your tits," I thought to myself as her hand came in contact with mine.

She stood in front of me, sitting on the bench, my rock hard cock jutting up into the air, bouncing slightly with my heartbeat.  She stared at my cock and then reached for the bottom edge of her scrubs, hanging loosely down around her waist.  She grasped the material and pulled it up and off, tossing it aside with a smile.  She reached behind her and undid the clasp of the bra, shrugging it off her shoulders.  She tossed it aside, leaving her bare from the waist up, her hands quickly lifting to her now exposed breasts.  She cupped each one, gently kneading them and allowing her index finger to slowly stroke across each nipple, teasing them harder by the second as she stared at my cock.

I could see her face flush slightly as she helped me to the bench, swiveling me around and lifting my cast leg up onto the support.  I was encouraged by the fact that she left my hard cock sticking out where she could see it as she walked to the wall and came back with two small weights.

"Alrightie Scott.  Take these," She said holding the weights out.  "You need to do the curls like I showed you last time.  I want three sets of ten for a start." 

"Alright." I answered, starting to slowly curl the weights up and down, resting after I had done both arms ten times.  "How long should I wait?"

"A boring two minutes."  She said as she stood in front of me.  

"Wouldn't be as boring if I had something good to look at, besides myself, I mean," I said, looking up at her.

She looked toward the door, and then in a whisper said, "If you promise not to tell anyone."  She quickly skimmed off the scrub top and dropped it on the floor next to her.  Then she reached behind her and undid the clasp on the bra that constrained her C cup breasts.  Her nipples were already puffed out and engorged by the time she had slipped the bra all the way off.  "Time for the second set."  She said softly, standing with her hands on her hips, her bare tits sticking out at me.

I did ten more repetitions with the weights and then rested, setting the weights on my thighs as I rested my arms.

"Very good." She said with a grin, sliding her hands up her body to cup her tits.  She squeezed them gently and teased a finger across each puffy nipple, rubbing back and forth slowly.  She sighed softly at the sensations and then almost whispered.  "Time for ten more."

I picked the weights up and curled them ten more times while staring at her fingers slowly stroking her puffy nipples my hefts of the weights timed with the strokes of her fingers.

"Alright. Now let's do the leg."  she said as she stepped toward me, reaching down for the weights.   I reached my hands out and up, circling them around her back and pulling her closer, closing my lips around one engorged nipple.  "Mmmmmm that's not fair." She whispered as I slid my tongue around and around on her soft nipple.  My tongue gently teased across the slightly more protruding nipple before moving back to her swollen areola, feeling each delicious bump.

She slowly pulled her body away, forcing me to unleash her tit from my mouth, finally straightening up and walking away to the weight rack.  "You keep that up and I'm going to make you exercise something besides your leg."

"Really?  Now that might be an interesting idea, but kind of hard if you still have pants on."  I said jokingly as she walked back over with an angle weight.  She squatted down, fastened the weight around my ankle.

"Tell you what.  Let's see if your leg can last as long as your hardon?  If you can keep working your leg until I'm undressed, then I'll exercise that cock.  How's that sound?"

"Sounds like a deal."  I answered as she stood up and stepped back.  

I started moving my leg up and down, slowly stroking my weighted foot and ankle up from the floor until it stuck straight out at her as she untied the string in her scrub pants.  She pulled the waist band loose and let them slide down her legs.  "Ohhhh look at that!  No panties!  Goodness!  I guess you win!"  She said with a grin, bending over to pull her shoes and the legs of the scrubs off her feet.  She stepped toward me, her legs straddling my outstretched leg firs and then the one I was slowly pumping up and down.    She sat slowly on my lap, my cock sticking up between us nestled against her wet pussy.

"Now, you wanted to play with my tits?" she cooed as she put her arms around my neck and leaned back, her position grinding her pussy harder against my rigid shaft.  

"Uh huh." I answered, reaching both hands up to her soft round breasts.  "I definitely did and do."

"Good, because I LOVE having my tits played with while I'm fucking a cock."

"Are you going to be fucking a cock?"

"Oh god I hope so." She said with a giggle.  

"So what's stopping you?"

"Not a damn thing." She said quietly, slipping one hand down from my neck, her fingers gently stroking my cockhead.  "I'm already sopping wet.  I've been thinking about this cock since yesterday.  I want it, I want to ride it and I want to feel it exploding inside me again.  I know I'm not supposed to get involved with patients, and well, this is highly inappropriate, but...."  She said before lifting herself up.  She aimed my cock at her pussy and then slowly sat down, her wet lips spreading around my head and then my shaft as she sank slowly down on me.  "... I really, really, want your cock!" She finished in a soft moan.

"Oh god." I groaned back as her pussy expanded to accept my fat shaft.  

"I agree with that.  Oh god you feel good inside me.  Your fat cock hits all the right spots so perfectly."  she whispered as she started lifting and dropping herself down my shaft, her soft velvety tunnel caressing my cock with each stroke.  "Ohhhh fuck yeah.  God this is good."  She moaned softly.  "I can feel your cock getting bigger inside me, getting ready to shoot your hot cum deep into my pussy, filling me with your hot fuck juice.  Ohhhhhh god yes this is good. "

"Uh huh." I grunted back as the tingle deep in my balls started to grow, slowly expanding through my body as she continued to slide up and down on me.  "I don't know how long I can last doing this."  I warned her.

"That's okay baby.  Just come when you're ready.  I'm sooooo close that I could scream.  Ohhhh yeah!  Sooooo good. Sooooo good."  She moaned over and over as her soft wet pussy slid up and down my cock.

I felt my cock swell slightly larger inside her, the first few twitches of my stomach muscles warning me that the inevitable was at hand.  "Here it comes." I grunted as my body convulsed, driving my cock up into her as she came down on me, our combined motion driving my cock all the way up against her cervix, the end of her tunnel smashing against my head.  Cum gushed from my cock, pushing its way out and into her tunnel, the hot liquid filling what little space there was between my shaft and her tunnel walls, and then forcing itself down and out of her pussy around my shaft.

"Oh god yes!"  She squeaked as my second shot pushed up into her.  I could feel her tunnel convulse around me, her muscles rippling and trying to draw me even deeper, if that were possible.  

My body bucked a third time, her own pussy convulsing around my spurting cock as she leaned back, a long deep groan coming from her lips as her whole body began to shake and tremble.  "Ohhhhhh god here it comes.  Soooo fucking good!" she groaned loudly.  "OHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK!"

"Ahhhhhhhh god yes." I grunted as my body continued to convulse and add more cum to her pussy.  Five, six, seven times I felt my cock surge into her before my climax started to recede, my cock softening slightly in her still convulsing pussy.    She continued to sit on my lap, little shudders running up and down her body for long minutes before she finally pulled herself upright and smiled at me.

"Now that was a workout."  She whispered.  "and to think, we're doing two a day now."

"I hope I don't get too worn out." I answered quietly.

"Ohhhh don't worry sweetie, I'll make sure you have plenty left for me."  She cooed before lifting herself up off of me.  "And when the cast comes off, we can fuck so many different ways.  Just think how much fun the water tank might be!"

I was beginning to think that I had unleashed a monster.  It was obvious from her wedding ring that there was at least one other man in her life, and I hoped that I wasn't screwing that up.

She wiped herself with a towel and dressed again, coming back to sit on my lap again.  "You know, we're done for now."  She said with a pout.  "I kind of hate to let you go."

"Don't you think your husband would object if you tried to bring me home?"  I asked, trying to inject a little reality into the fantasy world that she had receded into.

"Oh...yeah I suppose so." She said with a real frown this time.  Her brow furrowed and she looked down at her wedding ring and then at my face.  "You know...I don't exactly know why I want you so much, why I'm willing to risk everything just to ride your cock again, but ....well, maybe we need to slow it down a bit.  I have self control, I don't NEED to fuck you. I just want to really, really, badly." She said quietly.  "Does that make me a bad person?"

"No, I don't think it makes you a bad person.  But you probably don't want to spread it around that you are, or feel like, fucking me.  It might get back to the wrong person and cause you a lot of problems. I'd hate to have that happen."

"Yeah, I suppose we do need to be discrete."  She agreed quietly.  "As long as that doesn't mean I have to stop fucking you."




Awakening Ch. 05



"I don't think so."  I answered equally quietly.  

"Good."  She said matter of factly as she slipped off my lap and undid the ankle weight.  "Looks like your ride is here." She said, looking through the one way glass out to the main floor of the therapy area.  She stepped over and helped me into my wheelchair, covered my lap and shriveled cock with the blanket and then wheeled me out.

"Alright Scott.  See you back here at two o'clock sharp for another grueling torture session!"  She said with a smile as she turned me over to the orderly.

"Man I wouldn't mind getting some grueling time with her," the orderly whispered as he wheeled me out the door.

"Yeah, she is a pretty good looker.  Bet she's pretty damn good in bed too."  I agreed, trying to make things look innocent.

"Ya know, the most interesting thing?"  He asked as the elevator doors opened.  "I'd always thought she really preferred girls, but she seems to be pretty taken with you."

"Really?"  I asked as the doors closed on us.  "I never would have figured.  Besides, she's got a ring and all, must be a husband on the other end of that."

"Oh.  Yeah she's got the ring, but it ain't a dick on the other end.  I saw them at a Christmas party one year.  Nope.  Her husband has bigger tits than she does and a damn good looking body to go with em.  No, guys aren't her regular fare, so I'm surprised she likes you so much.  I brought one guy down a few months ago.  She claimed he grabbed her tits when she was helping him into his chair.  Man did that start a row.  Poor guy. I kind of felt sorry for him. He ended up with old man Jekins for the rest of his therapy."

"Is that bad?"

"Yeah, he's an ex athlete.  Absolutely loves his job.  Been doing it for years but man he works a body hard.  I'm guessing that you don't rate because of the cast."  He said as the doors opened on our floor and he wheeled me out.

I moved myself to my bed and lay back, feeling exhausted.  "See you later man." The orderly said as he wheeled the chair out and left.

I was lying back with my eyes closed when I realized I wasn't alone.  I opened my eyes, looking for the visitor, only to realize that on the other side of the curtain was a new patient.  I could just see her face looking past the end of the curtain.  

"Hi." She said hoarsely.  "I'm Jan."

"Scott." I said with a little wave.  "I guess they just moved you in?"

"Yeah, hopefully I'll go home in a few days.  They say its pneumonia again." She said with a cough.

I folded down the side rail of my bed on her side and slid out, stepping the few feet to the curtain and pushed it aside so that we could see each other.  She wasn't a bad looking woman.  Mid thirties I'd guess, fairly nice figure based on how much of the drab hospital gown pushed upward as she lay in the bed.  I backed up and slid back into bed.

"So whatcha in for?"  She asked with a smile.

"Oh, just convalescing.  I had a motorcycle accident and then ended up in a coma for about ten weeks.  My leg is still healing and they want to work my body a bit to build some muscle back on before they let me go."

"Ugg.  Motorcycles are so much fun, but so dangerous!"

"Yeah, that can be.  Most accidents are because the other guy wasn't paying attention."

"That what happened to you?"

"Yeah, some crazy broad, no offense intended, pulled out in front of me.  Too busy talking on her damn cell phone to see me."

"That can happen." She said as she rolled her head back and closed her eyes.  "Darn I'm tired.  Must be the medicine." She said quietly.

"I could stand a nap too." I said, putting my head back and closing my eyes.



"Hello Scott."  I heard as my foot was being gently shaken.

"Huh?"  I asked, waking and looking at the foot of the bed to see the woman from the elevator standing at the foot of my bed, her hand gently rocking my good foot.

"Scott?  I can call you Scott can't I?"  She asked softly.  "My name is Andria Fleck.  I'm one of the staff...I'm on staff here.  I wondered if we could talk for a few minutes."

"Yeah, I suppose so." I answered, a bit nervous at what she might say or do.  

"You know, that was an....um...interesting moment in the elevator."   She said quietly as she stepped closer and sat down on the edge of the bed, moving the big metal chart holder clip board to her lap.  

"How so?"  I asked innocently.

She gave me a wry smile and pushed her short rectangular reading glasses up on her head, using it to push her waist length dark brown hair back from her face.   "Scott.  I'm not at all sure what happened, or why, but I definitely do know the results." She said as she opened the metal chart holder and pulled out a small pale yellow thong panty.  "These were quite thoroughly soaked, and I know damn well that I didn't pee myself.  Somehow, in the few moments between floors, I experienced a very graphic and intense climax due to your oral ministrations.  Now, I would consider that an unusual occurrence."

"How could that be possible?  I mean we can't stop time and the rest of the people in the car didn't notice anything.  I'd think if you were standing nude over me in the wheelchair someone would have noticed."

"Hmmmmm Interesting.  I didn't say a word about being nude, or standing over you in the wheelchair.  So clearly I wasn't just dreaming."

I sat and stared at her, almost afraid to say another word.

"So, tell me, do you see the same images as the women?  Do you just pick a victim and then think sex to them?"  She said, her face still smiling but her words very accusatory. "Should I be going to the hospital security and bringing charges of sexual assault?"

"I doubt anyone would believe you, but it doesn't matter really, I didn't ask for it and I don't really want it.  It's been nothing but a headache since I woke up."  I said dryly.  "Personally a guy might find it fun to see a woman's sexual fantasies and desires, but after the first few, it's...well....the Midas touch in reverse.  I just want it to go away."

Her eyes glittered at the realization of what I had just said.  "So it is true, you do see it?  What I'm thinking, what I'm feeling, all of it?"

"Yeah."

"So how detailed is it?"

"I can tell you that you have a small mole on your left outer pussy lip.  As far as feeling?  Hell, as far as I could tell you've had a fantasy for a long time about having sex in public, but you want to be in control." I answered quietly.

She scooted forward on the bed until her leg was touching the side rail.  "So you felt my desire?  You could tell what I was thinking?"

"Not exactly.  You drove the situation.  All I did was interpret what your mind dreamt up."

"So do you get excited too? I mean does it happen to you too?"

"Last night a little nurse came in to check my vitals while I was sleeping.  When I woke up we were both orgasming together, her standing over there, me lying here squirting like a fountain.  Neither of us touched anything but her hand on my arm.  I have no idea how long it happens or takes.  I just know that time seems to just about stand still."

"Fascinating.   Is it only women, or men too?"

"Yeah, it's anyone.  Seems like the only time it's not there is when I'm physically having sex."

"Can you tell me what I'm thinking?"  She said as she suddenly reached out and touched my arm.

She pulled me by the hand through the door marked "stairs" and then turned me so my back was against the wall.  She had an impish devious little grin on her face as she moved to press her body against mine.  She wore nothing but the white lab coat, her stockings and high heels shoes.  It only took her a moment to shrug off the white lab coat while she pressed her lips against mine.  

As soon as the coat was off her body she was busy reaching around me, tugging the little ties that held on the hospital gown.  She pulled her body back from mine momentarily, just long enough to pull the hospital gown down off of my arms and toss it over her shoulder.

I felt her hands reach between us and grab my hard cock, her hands eagerly, almost urgently, stroking it as she pressed her hard nipples into my chest.  She pressed her lips to mine, sucking them for long seconds before trying to press her tongue into my mouth.

My own hands were busy, reaching around her and grabbing her ass.  I squeezed and pulled it, grinding her hand on my cock between our bodies as I pulled her strongly against me.  

Still holding her ass with my right hand, I moved my left up to her chest, cupping her tit and squeezing it.  

"That's it.  I like it a little rough."  She moaned, breaking the kiss for a moment. 

I slipped my fingers to her nipple and squeezed it, pinching it as I rolled it between my thumb and finger.  She pushed her ass away from me, forcing my cock down between her legs before allowing me to pull her back against me again.  

"Oh god you taste good!"  She cooed, breaking the long embrace, her hips beginning to rock so that her wet pussy slid back and forth along the top of my cock. "Fuck me.  Just bend me over and stuff your fat cock into my hot little cunt and fuck me silly!"  She groaned.

I pushed her away roughly, grabbing one arm and spinning her around.  I pushed her back and she bent over, grabbing hold of the stair railing, her long brown hair cascading over her back and hanging down around her head.  I rubbed my fat engorged cock head up and down her wet lips, spreading them apart as I pushed against her.  I felt my mushroom head nestle into her tunnel entrance and then shoved hard, plunging my cock into her pussy with one hard swift stroke.  

"OHHHHH FUCK YES!"  She cried loudly, her voice echoing in the stairwell as I started stroking in and out of her pussy, pulling out until all that was left inside her was my fat head and then jammed it hard into her again, my hips slapping loudly against her bare ass.  Again and again I drove into her, each time slamming my body against hers.  I reached down, spreading her hair and finding her firm round tits hanging down.  I grabbed both nipples and squeezed them between my fingers and palms, holding them tightly so that each time I jammed my cock into her, making her tits wiggle, her swaying tits tried to tug and pull her nipples from my hands.

"OH GOD YES!  FUCK ME, FUCK MY HOT CUNT!"  She cried over and over. Her cries repeating for long minutes while I plunged my  cock  into her.  "Shit. I'm going to come.  God your cock is going to make me cum!"

"Shit. Me too.  Fuck. Take this you slutty little cunt!"  I grunted as my cock started spewing cum deep into her pussy.  

"FUCK YES!"  she squealed as her own orgasm hit her, her pussy convulsing around my spurting shaft.

"OH shit!"  She squeaked, pulling her hand from my arm almost as if she had been shocked.  She closed her eyes and let her head lol back, her long hair hanging down her back as her body trembled and shook.  

My own body jerked and shuddered as my cock spewed cum onto my stomach, my body completely out of my control as I climaxed with her.  

"Oh fuck!"  She moaned, pushing a hand up under her skirt and stuffing a finger deep into her sopping wet pussy.  "OH god I really am."  She moaned as her body continued to tremble.  She sat on the edge of my bed for several minutes before she opened her eyes and looked at me.  "So, did you?"

"Did I what?"

"Did you orgasm?"

"Give me your hand," I said to her, holding my hand out for her.  I drew it under the covers and under my gown to my shrinking cock.  I pressed her palm to my cum slickened stomach before letting her hand go.

"Damn.  So tell me.  Describe what you saw and felt."

"Us in a stairwell.  You had on just your white coat and you stripped it off and then stripped off my hospital gown.  Then I bent you over and pounded into your pussy until we both came."

"Interesting.  That was what I saw too, but it wasn't what I was thinking when I touched you.  I was thinking about being in a hotel room and having you strip and fuck me.  But once it hit me, the images in the stairwell?  Well, I knew deep down that it was perfect.   It was exactly what I wanted right at that moment."  She said quietly.  "If you don't mind, I'd like to explore this a bit more with you."

"Why?  You just enjoy sex a lot?"

"No, I'm part of the neurology department.  I'd really like to understand this more."

"On one condition.  You don't commit me for being insane or anything like that."

"Deal!"  she agreed, holding a hand out for me to shake, and then quickly pulling it back again before I could touch it.  "Sorry.  I'm not sure I could handle another orgasm that hard again this soon."

"It's okay.  Doesn't seem to be much effect right after sex, or virtual sex."

"Alright," She said with a smile, reaching out and taking my hand.



Awakening Ch. 05: Coffee



The last thing I remembered before I fell asleep was gazing at Derek's wonderful heavy cock and enjoying Emma's finger tips caressing one of my nipples. I slept like a rock. When I finally awoke, the sun was streaming through the windows and the room was bright and inviting. I blinked my eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them and looked around. I was alone in the room wrapped in a blanket that some wonderful person had covered me with. As I sat up I began to smell the magnificent aroma of fresh brewed coffee wafting into the room. 

I raised my arms above my head to stretch and I felt the collar push against my jaw. I lowered my hands and caressed the soft leather collar and tiny padlock. The wonderful memories of the night before flooded into my brain causing me to smile. A tiny shiver made me aware of my nipples getting hard as I felt that now familiar tingle in my pussy. Fuck, what I slut I'd become. My smile got bigger just at the thought of that. 

I was just about to go find some of that coffee when Emma padded into the room carrying a serving tray. She was barefoot wearing a super thin white robe tied loosely at her waist. The robe hid nothing and her huge hard nipples poked out noticeably against the thin material. I liked the way the morning was starting. She smiled as she walked toward me and put the tray with coffee and mugs on the table in front of me. When she bent forward, her robe separated and her huge tits plopped out. Damn, they were fucking awesome; just a slight upturn and two huge swollen nipples. She smiled mischievously and handed me the robe that she had draped over her arm, "This will probably be more comfortable than your blanket. I know it's definitely more stylish." Then she filled both mugs with steaming hot coffee, stood and calmly tucked her puppies back inside her robe.

She moved back to the other couch, plopping down lazily into it causing her robe to open and create the most delicious view of her beautiful pussy and further up her big tasty titties. She was showing off for me, so I took my time staring blatantly at her gorgeous body. After ogling her lasciviously I finally thanked her for the robe and stood to put it on. It was my turn to show off so I let the blanket slowly slide off my body. It dawned on me that I was still wearing the garter belt and hose from last night. I blushed. I felt "overdressed" and a little silly and I almost covered back up, but then I thought what the fuck, I can play this game too. I had a good teacher.

I stood there naked except for the garter belt and hose, and I made a big show of folding the blanket before sliding my arms in the robe. Damn, another light bulb went on. I truly liked being naked and I really liked showing off, particularly for Emma. Once I had the tiny black robe on I took forever to arrange the garters and stockings before I closed and tied the sash. I looked for my heels to finish my look. Emma smiled impishly, reached down beside the couch and brought my shoes up. She dangled them in front of her. 

I stepped around the table and took them from her and slid them on my feet. They were the perfect final touch. It looked like I was wearing an incredibly short dress and was ready to go out partying. My stocking tops just showed below the edge of the robe. That's when I realized something else. Emma's choice of robe was not accidental. Damn, she even had my heels ready. She wanted me looking like a slut and she got exactly what she wanted. I liked this game, and I was definitely going to have to study hard if I was ever going to be at Emma's level. She looked coyly at me and licked her lips, "You look pretty fucking awesome in early morning chic." Then she snickered and added, "Gonna fuck somebody this morning?"

She kept smiling and I smiled back. Damn, she knew how to push my buttons. I sat down and picked up my coffee. We both gazed at each other over our cups as we sipped the steaming coffee. It was wonderful. It was just what I needed. The coffee was delicious and it allowed me the time to think and just enjoy the gorgeous beauty sitting across from me. I hoped she was enjoying looking at me as much as I was looking at her. Neither of us said anything. We both just enjoyed our coffee. I shifted so that my robe opened like hers and I crossed and uncrossed my legs so that she could see my pussy. I liked this game. 

Emma leaned forward, "Care for a refill?" She didn't bother to cover her tits as she picked up the coffee pot. I leaned forward and extended my cup. Both of my tits fell out of my tiny robe when I did. Emma stared at them for a long second and then sat back in the couch. She seemed to have something on her mind and was trying to figure out how to start. She held her mug near her mouth like she was thinking. Final she lowered the mug and rested it on her thigh.

She looked directly into my eyes, "Amy, I need to talk about last night. I took a lot of liberties with you, and your body last night. At the time it felt right, but in the light of day, I have some doubts whether I should have done what I did." I started to respond, but she cut me off. "I didn't have the right to restrain you or let Derek fuck you or take all those pictures without your consent. I'm afraid I crossed the line and I'm sorry."

My emotions were upside down and I had to get Emma to understand, "Damn Emma, nothing could be farther from reality. Remember what I said last night? I still feel the same way." I tried to keep my emotions in check because I really wanted her to know how I felt. "Yeah, for a bit there I wasn't sure about the whole scene, but you were patient and caring and soft and sexy and slutty, everything that I'd never experienced, but I learned quickly that I loved. I had more orgasms last night than in my whole life to date. And at first Derek being involved scared the shit out of me, but he was unbelievable. He was patient and caring and gorgeous and so fucking big." I stopped to take a breath. Emma just stared at me as I continued, "I've never had anyone that big, ever. And, to have him in my ass, that was an experience that I want to have again. Jesus, just talking about it is making my pussy wet. Emma, you gave me something last night that I'd never ever do on my own. It was without doubt the most wonderful night of my life." I was nearly out of breath and almost crying when I was done. I wanted her to want me so much.

I took another huge breath and a sip of coffee and remembered the pictures. "Ah, I did forget about the pictures though, and at some point I want to see them and I think they should be mine. I can't wait to see how I looked dressed in your gear and tied up with my pussy and ass on display. As I talked about everything during the evening made me hornier than I already was. My pussy needed attention. One of my hands had found its way to my crotch and I was running my fingers up and down my very wet, hairless slit. My sex was soaked and toying with the sensitive flesh felt awesome. The tell tale sloshy sound radiating from between my legs was getting louder and louder as I moved my fingers in and out of my soaked cunt.

Emma smiled as she played with her own nipples, "I was pretty sure that you really got into things last night, particularly when I came back to the living room and you had Derek down your throat. I guess I just didn't realize just how much. I just needed to know for sure that you were okay with everything we did last night." Emma watched me for a while and then smiled knowingly, "Spread you're legs Amy. I want to watch you finger your hot little pussy."

Holy shit, Emma was ready to play again. The new me wanted her to take charge and make me do things. I couldn't believe it. It seemed perfect. I wanted her to tell her slut what to do. I spread my legs and pulled the robe completely open. I reached down and slowly spread my pussy lips with my fingers. She stared into my opened pussy. I was totally on display for her. I started finger fucking myself with two fingers. She smiled, "You have become quite the little slut. Put your other two fingers in your pussy as deep as you can get them." 

I pulled my fingers out and added the other two fingers and slid them back in. My pussy was slick and they went in easily. I sawed my fingers in and out of my sopping pussy making as much pussy noise as I could. I pinched my nipples with my other hand. I loved being on display. Emma slumped down into the couch and her hand went between her legs. 

I got into a great rhythm and I was feeling very, very good. My cunt was on fire and the tingle was getting stronger. Emma smiled, "Put your whole hand in your pussy, slut. You took Derek no problem so your little hand will be easy." I guess I looked at her like she was crazy because she responded immediately, "That wasn't a request slut, it was an order. You're wet enough you could get a bed post in there if you wanted to."

I pulled my fingers out and put my thumb against my middle finger and made a sort of cone out of my hand and pushed it back in my pussy. It almost went in all the way, but I couldn't get my knuckles passed the outer ring. I was shocked I could get my hand in that deep. Emma started giving me instructions on how to move my hand. Listening to her and then doing what she said was one hell of a trip. I closed my eyes and laid my head back as I twisted and pushed my hand forward. There was hardly any pain, just some discomfort and pressure. I was breathing harder and I could feel the perspiration on my forehead. Emma was urging me on in a hoarse whisper, "Deeper, slut, deeper...twist harder and push." 

I pushed hard and twisted...poof, like magic my whole hand was inside my body. I couldn't believe it. I was experiencing that wonderful totally full feeling that Derek gave me the night before only different. My eyes popped open and I looked at Emma, "I can't believe I'm fucking myself with my whole hand...gawd I love it. It feels wonderful! She slowly moved from her couch to mine and sat on my left facing me, "I want to do it. Let me fist fuck you slut."

I didn't want to pull my hand out and loose the feeling, but I couldn't wait for Emma to take over and fill my pussy. I watched as my cunt lips grabbed at my wrist and stretched outward as I pulled my hand out. I couldn't believe how my pussy adjusted to what I was doing to it. My hand finally slid out covered with pussy juice. It was fucking intense. 

Emma sat and stared at my pussy, "Damn Amy, your pussy's gaping wide open. It won't close. You're such a fucking slut. Spread your legs wide for me." 

I stretched my legs as wide as I could. Emma pulled a bottle of lube from somewhere and squirted some on my pussy and some on her hand. She rubbed the lube all over my pussy and put her fingers against my pussy opening. Then she slid her fingers in my gaping hole. She slowly started twisting and pushing like I had done. Her hand was definitely bigger than mine but the pressure was awesome and the size felt really good. I spread my legs even further and laid back to enjoy myself and watch her work. 

Damn, Emma was good. Every time she twisted her hand in my pussy she managed to rub against my clit increasing the tingle. Every push got deeper in my pussy. She grunted as she worked. We were both breathing hard and I was gasping now and then to catch my breath. She kept calling me her slut, and pussy queen, and whore. I loved every minute of it. She was taking her time getting her whole fist inside me. I laid my head back and relaxed a bit more and tried to will my pussy to open up more. The pressure from her hand against my pussy felt so unbelievably good. She was twisting it, pushing and grunting as she did. Then, all of a sudden, her whole fist was inside me. Once it was in, Emma and I locked eyes. She looked like she was in heaven. Holy fucking shit. It felt incredible. 

She started slowly fucking my cunt like Derek had; slow deep strokes, easy in, easy out. I felt her dribble more lube and then Emma really got busy. My pussy was on fire and I started squeezing my tits. I mean Derek had really filled me up but nothing like this. There was something else going on that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Every time she pulled out, I could feel my pussy suck against her arm and her hand pulled against the inner wall of my vagina. The feelings were fucking intense. I lost all track of what was happening. 

The tingle was building and my legs started to quiver. Emma bent forward and took my right nipple into her mouth and sucked, gently at first, then deep and hard. I wanted to be kissing her so much, but the physical situation prevented that. I just laid there and let her do whatever she wanted. I felt her hand push on my clit. Oh fuck! Instantly, the tingle went to overload. My legs got stiff and I felt the electricity firing up my legs to my pussy. I was shaking and I couldn't do anything but moan and mutter. Then it hit like an atomic bomb, "Fuck...fuck...shit...damn! Ohhh, fuck me!" I couldn't talk. I couldn't think. My body buzzed from top to bottom and I sort of turned to jello. As the orgasm continued, I slumped over into the couch onto Emma.

I have no idea how long the orgasms went on. I just remember finally getting my breathing back to normal, but Emma's hand was still in my pussy. The feeling was so satisfying. Emma may have ruined me for average size cocks. All I know is, right now I loved feeling stuffed and full. Emma was no longer fucking me and she shifted slightly so that she could mash her lips against mine. Like before, it was like a drink of water in the desert. Her lips were so soft and yielding so I slid my tongue into her mouth and she greedily accepted it. 

We softly tongued each other as I wrapped my arms around my lover. I hugged her tightly to me. Damn, she had again taken me where I'd never been before. I was happier than I had ever been. I wasn't in love. I was sated and I was happy knowing what I did now about myself. Finally Emma slid to my ear and whispered that it was time to take her hand out. I just nodded. 

She sat up and slowly pulled her hand out. It was shiny and covered with my juices. She wiped it on her robe and then put her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly, "This has been one crazy fucking weekend. It's been awesome using you as my fuck toy. And, what's even more awesome is that not only are you perfectly fine with me using you as my toy, but you like it that way."

I felt like I was beaming, "Fuck yes! Like I told you before, the last two days have been the best sexual experiences of my life. I feel so fucking lucky that things happened the way they did. And it all happened because of something that wasn't supposed to happen. Emma, you have changed my life."

Emma just smiled at me and then grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet, "Let's go take a shower and then let's get something to eat." As we walked down the hall she added, "And then maybe we'll do some shopping. I know a very special place that I think we need to visit."



Awakening Ch. 06



"Lunch time!" a heavy set black woman said, looking kind of like a huge purple grape in her dark purple scrubs. She carried in two trays, setting one on my roll around table and then stepping around the curtain to set the other on my roommate's table. She pushed the curtain back to open the room up and then scooted the table over my roommate's bed, helping her raise her bed back and get settled before returning to me. 

"Here we go." She said with a cheerful smile, rolling the table in front of me and then reaching for the control to raise the back of my bed. She motored it up until it was as high as it would go and then reached out to move pillows while I scooted myself back toward the raised back. She held the pillows in place as I leaned back, momentarily trapping her hand between the bed and my back.

She was completely naked under the water, the rolling and churning water and bubbles tickling her body, especially between her legs and under her huge breasts as they floated up in the hot tub. The foam obscured her body as she leaned back in the tub, resting her head on the padded edge and looking up at the stars and the full moon. A shooting star streaked across the sky, leaving its momentary orange trail that faded slowly from her vision. She closed her eyes and silently made the wish she had so many times before. Leaving her eyes closed she let her hands roam her own body, gently teasing her nipples, pulling and squeezing them lightly while the fingers of her other hand pressed between her fat pussy lips, her legs splayed wide under the hot roiling water.

"Mmmmmmmmm yes baby. Fuck my hot little pussy." She murmured, imagining it was the big thick cock belonging to the man next door, the man she watched work out in the yard so often, his sculpted muscles rippling as he worked, his big cock bulging out the athletic shorts. 

"Is this a private party?" She heard him ask from only feet in front of her. 

Her eyes flashed open and he was standing, thigh deep in the roiling water, the foam collecting around his legs, almost touching his balls as he stood there, his long fat cock sticking out at her.

"Stand up, I want to see your body." He said simply.

"But I'm fat."

"Stand up and let me see."

She slowly pushed herself up, the water running down off her huge tits, and the foam sliding down her chocolate brown skin as she stepped back on the seat so she could raise even her pussy up out of the water. He stood for long seconds, surveying her, her huge sagging tits with their massive dark areola covering much of the front of each breast, her rock hard nipples, nearly as big around as one of his fingers, jutting out from her puckering areola. She slowly pulled her hand away from where it was shielding her crotch, exposing her patch of black curls and her fat lips to his view. "Like I said, fat." She whispered.

He stepped toward her, stepping down into the deeper center of the hot tub and reached out, firmly cupping both of her huge breasts. "I think they're damn sexy." He said quietly as he leaned his face down, lifting one of her big tits so he could suck her nipple into his mouth.

"Oh lord." She moaned as his tongue swirled around her nipple, teasing it and her big areola. She felt slightly light headed and sat back, sitting on the edge of the tub. He moved with her to keep her nipple in his mouth while his other hand slipped down between her legs and began to slowly massage her fat lips. She felt his fingers press between them and she opened her legs to give him more access. His fingers pushed deep between her lips, sliding up and down the length of her slit, dragging the side of his finger across her hard clit as he stroked her. She felt her orgasm coming, practically racing to overtake her whole body. Just when she was convinced she was going to climax, he stopped, pulling his hand from her pussy and his mouth from her tit.

With a grin and a twinkle in his steely blue eyes he stepped closer, pushing her shoulder so she had to lean back farther, her hands reaching behind her for the deck surrounding the tub. She balanced herself on the rough wooden boards as he reached for her ankles, spreading and lifting her legs. He stepped closer, his rigid cock pointing straight at her fat pussy lips.

"Ohhhh god." She moaned into the night as his fat head pressed against her sopping wet pussy and then between her lips. She could feel his engorged head spread her tunnel as he slowly pressed it forward, pushing more and more of his massive cock into her until his thighs pressed against her black firm ass. "Oh yeah Fuck me!" She cried as he started stroking in and out of her pussy. 

His cock plunged in and out like a piston, driving its full length into her, stopping only when his thighs slapped loudly against her ass. Her tits bounced and rolled, one of his hands reaching from where it had held her leg to find one of her huge tits. He closed his fingers around her rock hard nipple, squeezing and twisting it like a dial, trying to "tune" her climax closer. If he only knew how successful that extra little bit of sensation was. 

Her orgasm hit her like a wave, unable to withhold it, unwilling to deflect it, she let the wave roll across her, her whole body shaking and jerking uncontrollably. She heard herself scream "Fuck yes!" into the night air as his cock swelled inside her, pumping the first shot of his hot cum deep into her. Her pussy burned with the heat of his cum filling her as it contracted around him, trying to squeeze more of the hot juice into her waiting pussy. 

Her own pussy returned the favor, gushing her juices out around his cock forcefully, her whole body seeming to contract around him to force her juices out, the flow spraying around his cock and balls until he was as wet as if he had dunked himself in the water.

Over and over again her body jerked and twitched until finally there was nothing left for her to give him and nothing left for him to deposit inside her. The two remained that way for long minutes, his cock twitching periodically, yet not shrinking significantly inside her. Finally he pulled his mostly hard prick from her pink hole, their combined juices flowing from her like a faucet as she lay back, dropping her legs to the tub, her chest heaving for air.

She looked to him, preparing to tell him how spectacular it had been, only to find him gone.

"FUCK YES!" The nurse swore loudly as she stood next to the bed, her whole body trembling and jerking for long seconds. Shakily she pulled her hand from behind me and held onto the railing of the bed as she gasped for breath. She looked around the room uncertainly, almost as if she had to regain her sense of her surroundings. Somewhat wobbly she made her way to the bathroom and closed the door behind herself. She stayed in the room for only a minute or two and then reemerged, looking substantially more settled, but at the same time, obviously unsure of what had just happened as she walked out of the room without another word, allowing the door to close quietly behind her.

"How did you do that?" Jan, the woman in the other bed asked.

"Do what?"

"Make her climax like that."

"Is that what it was?" I asked playing dumb.

"I heard what that woman said earlier. I wasn't asleep. I know that somehow you touch women and they orgasm. I want to know how. I know that's what just happened. She came, and damn hard too."

"I didn't do anything." I answered honestly.

"I don't believe that. Tell me, can you really see what they're thinking and see in their minds?"

"Our minds. I see and experience it every bit as much as they do." I answered quietly.

"Damn! Do you...You know, come too?"

"Sometimes." I whispered, looking at my lunch instead of her.

"So you just make up a thought and put it into their minds and they feel it or what?"

"Not really. It's like... I don't know... Like when they touch me whatever desire they are feeling comes out as a sexual situation. Sometimes it's me in it, and other times it's not. Sometimes it's not even a guy." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I guess you must think I'm a pretty sick bastard, huh?"

"Not really. I heard what you said. You really wished it was gone, that it was more of a pain than anything else. I guess it might be difficult to have to watch the sexual scenes of so many women."

"You have no idea."

She pushed her table away from the side of her bed, let down the rail and then swung her legs over the side. She wasn't a bad looking woman. Short blond hair that was fairly messy, considering a couple days in bed, not too tall, but not short either. I couldn't see much else behind the baggy hospital gown. As she stepped closer to me she reached out toward me. "I want to..."

She pulled against the restraints, though soft, none the less solid. She rolled her head from side to side, seeing the soft ropes wrapped around her wrists several times before running off and being tied off to spindles on the white headboard. Her legs were splayed wide, her ankles restrained so she couldn't close them, yet she was able to move slightly partially rolling and squirming within the limits of the soft ropes. She looked down at her nude body, her blond curls on her mound gone, her pussy shaved smooth.

"Well, she's awake." A woman's voice said quietly. The newcomer was nearly as old as Jan, maybe in her early thirties at most. She wore a black corset around her trim body, her tits supported, yet exposed, her pink nipples hard and protruding over the black leather. Her legs were encased in black mesh stockings, held up by straps down from the corset. She wore no panties at all, her completely shaved pussy bare and exposed, her inner lips protruding out between her legs as she walked in her six inch stiletto heels.

The man following her was slightly older, muscular, with sculpted abs, strong looking arms and legs and a huge cock, swinging back and forth as he walked behind the blond woman, completely naked. "She looks like she's ready to be fucked." He said in a low quiet voice.

"Soon my love. Soon." The blond said, her voice almost cooing as she stroked his face with her fingers, her face turning to Jan and smiling a devilishly evil little grin. She turned and crawled onto the bed, a long slender device in one hand. She swung one of her legs over one of Jan's, straddling her leg and pressing her pussy against Jan's thigh. "You're gonna love this." The woman said in a deep voice as she reached the long black cock shaped vibrator toward Jan's pussy. 

The guy climbed onto the bed as well, walking on his knees close to Jan's head, his hand around his cock as he aimed it for her mouth. "Suck it!" he demanded, practically shoving the bulbous knob of his head into her mouth.

She closed her lips around it as he started pushing her head with one hand, driving her face closer his body and then letting her pull away, her mouth fucking his quickly growing cock. Jan could feel the fat vibrator pressing against her soft pussy, slowly spreading her lips apart. The vibrations sent little tingles up through her pelvis as the woman steadily pushed the fat black dong into Jan. 

"Ohhhhhh," Jan moaned around the cock in her mouth as yet another sensation suddenly attacked her. A small vibrator was placed directly on her clit, sending what felt like jolts of electricity through her whole body. The man continued to fuck her face, partly by his hand moving her head and partly by small bouncing strokes from his hips. He shoved her head hard against his cock, jamming his fat dick so far into her that she gagged as he tried to force it down her throat. 

"I don't think she can take it." Jan heard the woman say from down between her legs.

"Nope." The man agreed. "Time for a change?"

"With pleasure. My pussy is dying to be eaten!" The woman agreed in a deep soft voice that was almost soothing. The man pulled his cock from Jan's mouth as the fat dong was pulled from her pussy. The woman and man changed places, the woman moving to straddle Jan's head, facing her feet, while the man climbed off the bed. To Jan's surprise, he walked to the foot board and pulled, dragging half the bed away, leaving her legs tied to two poles, hanging in mid air, her ass barely on what remained of the bed. He stepped between her legs, his cock at just the right height to push into her pussy. He reached to one ankle, untied the soft rope and then released the other, his strong hands holding and lifting them. 

He pushed her legs high in the air and spread them wide as he stepped closer, his cock head pressing against her pussy lips. "Ohhhhh fuck!" Jan groaned as the fat cock pressed into her where the fat vibrator had been before. It was bigger, fatter, than the vibrator and oh so much hotter. She felt him start to stroke in and out of her, her clit riding along the top of his shaft with each stroke, her whole body being assaulted with little jolts of pleasure from the stimulated nub. 

The woman over her face moved closer, lowering her dripping wet pussy toward Jan's face. "Lick it slut!" the woman demanded as she pressed her pussy to Jan's mouth, smothering her for a moment until Jan opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, tasting the strong juices leaking from the woman. Jan slid her tongue along the woman's slit, spreading her lips and tracing her pubic bone until she reached the end of her pussy, flicking her tongue out the end and across her clit as she did so.

"Mmmmmm, I think she likes it." The woman cooed to her partner, who continued to stroke his fat cock into her. "Ready to make her come? How about it slut? Are you ready to come around my man's big hard cock? Do you think you deserve it? Maybe we should just let you wait a bit longer."

Jan tried to shake her head no, but it was trapped between the soft creamy thighs of the woman, the top edges of the stockings pressing roughly against her cheeks as the woman ground her pussy against Jan's mouth. 

Jan felt the sudden stimulation of the tiny vibrator again, pressing on her clit as the man continued to plunge the fat cock in and out of her slowly, not trying to make her cum yet.

"Maybe we should make him cum inside of you? Would you like that slut? Should I make him fill your pussy with his hot cum? Or would you rather wait and lick it from my pussy? Ohhhhh you like that idea, don't you? I can tell! Having his cum in my pussy, dripping into your face? Oh yeah, that's what you want!" The woman practically growled.

The woman pulled off Jan's face and turned around, sliding her body down Jan's until their faces were even, their tits pressed together. Jan could feel the rough laces of the smooth leather corset press into her skin and the woman's hard nipples press into her soft breasts as the man pulled his cock from her pussy. 

"Ohhhh yeah. Perfect!" the woman moaned as the man started plunging into her pussy, Jan feeling each stroke making the woman's body move on hers, driving her rigid nipples and the rough laces into her skin, almost painfully, almost blissfully. The man continued to pound into her until he climaxed, his sudden jerks moving the woman on top of Jan for long minutes. 

Jan felt the cock press back into her again, softer, less big, but still hard enough for him to stroke into her again. The woman, now free of his cock, crawled up Jan's body, turning herself to face the man again and then pressed her cum filled pussy to Jan's mouth. "Eat it slut! Eat my man's cum from my pussy. Lick it all out if you want to come!"

Jan tasted the salty mixture of the man's and woman's cum as she licked it, taking all of it in and swallowing. She felt the woman's clit against her tongue and again licked and flicked it, periodically stroking all the way down her slit to clean up the cum still leaking from her.

"That's it slut. Make me come. Lick my little clit until I come." The woman growled. Jan focused on her clit, flicking it and swirling her tongue around it. "Ohhhh yeah. Here it comes, slut! Here comes my cum." The woman cried loudly as her body trembled, her pussy gushing juices over Jan's face.

Jan struggled to lick the copious flow from the pussy pressed to her mouth while the small vibrator was placed back on her clit. The man stroked harder and faster, driving her orgasm closer and closer to the brink. Just when she thought that she couldn't take the stimulation any longer, her body jerked, the first spasm of her climax. Her pussy contracted around the cock sliding in and out, causing his second orgasm to push a load of hot cum into her pussy. Her whole body trembled and jerked as the electric sensation from her clit spread through her body and the heat of his orgasm filling her pussy tried to quench the fires her clit was igniting.

Jan moaned into the pussy above her as her orgasm seemed to continue forever. 

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck." Jan muttered over and over as she held onto the rail of my bed. She pulled the hand touching me away and slid it under her gown, feeling her own pussy and shoving a finger deep into it, feeling her own tunnel clamping around it as she climaxed. Finally she pulled her hand from her pussy and released the rail, slowly and unsteadily shuffling back to her bed. "Damn." She muttered as she climbed in, giving me a brief view of her round ass and sopping wet pussy. 

We each lay silent for a long minute before she finally spoke. "That wasn't what I expected. I was thinking something romantic, maybe being seduced in a tub, or something like that. Not being tied to a bed and used like a...a... slut."

"I don't make em' up. That came from within you some place." I answered, my cock rock hard under my covers.

She was silent for what seemed like hours before she finally whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear her, "God that was sexy. I'm getting turned on again just thinking about it. I've never thought of being tied and used like that, but damn, suddenly I can't think of anything else!"

I smiled to myself at the memory of her tied to the bed, her pussy shaved and ready to be fucked. I was horny beyond belief. Fortunately it was only an hour until my afternoon therapy session and I was looking forward to having Bonnie ride me again.

The ride down to the therapy room was pretty normal, the big burly orderly coming to get me again. Unfortunately Bonnie wasn't the one to meet me. A tall thin woman, in a pin striped business suit met us at the door. "My name is Florence, I'm the director of the physical therapy department. I'll be taking over from Bonnie for your therapy." She said sternly.

She was nothing like Bonnie. She was maybe fifty, had a stern, almost mean look about her. The suit was tailored and fit her like a glove, even around the rather small bumps of her chest. She stared at me with steely gray eyes that screamed control.

"Was there a problem? I was looking forward to seeing Bonnie this afternoon."

"Bonnie has been temporarily suspended for...let's say, inappropriate behavior." She said with her lips tightly pressed together disapprovingly.

"Seriously?" I asked, immediately upset not only that I wasn't going to get fucked, but also that this...witch... had suspended her for something she couldn't help. 

"I never joke!" she snapped. "You can go. I'll take him from here."

"Yes ma'am," The orderly said, clearly afraid of this woman as he backed away.

Well, this just wasn't going to do, not one bit. I liked Bonnie.

I started to form an image in my mind, her pinstriped suit tossed aside, pieces hanging on different machines as she straddled my body, riding up and down on my hard cock. 

"We'll be using the upper body weight machine this afternoon." She said as she wheeled me down the length of the room toward the back wall. There was a wide array of different weight machines along the wall, and she wheeled me to one with a sloped bench and two padded arms sticking down toward the bench. "Do you need help moving to the weight machine?" She asked bluntly as she pulled the blanket off my lap and hung it over a handle of the wheelchair. 




Awakening Ch. 06



"I might need a hand." I said, holding an arm out for her as I leaned forward to shift my weight to my one good foot. She reached for me with both hands, grasping my arm strongly.

She stood completely naked in the room, a blindfold around her eyes. She could hear movement, but see nothing. She waited, unsure if she should move or not. She had been told to undress and then stand in the center of the room. There was no furniture in the round room, only bare padded walls and a thickly padded floor. She heard rustling behind her, the soft footsteps of someone walking on the leather like floor material. Not one set, but two? Three? Yes, definitely three footsteps. No...there was a fourth, slowly walking around the perimeter of the room. She was concentrating on that last set of heavier steps when she felt it. A hot wetness closed around one nipple, sucking it deep. A mouth, the tongue swirling around her nipple, making her nipple hard as a rock. 

"Ohhhhh." She squeaked as yet another mouth closed on her body, sucking her nipple deep into the mouth. She sighed deeply as the sensations of the two mouths teasing her nipples started making her pussy wet, her clit tingling even though it had yet to be touched.

Hands started rubbing her body, teasing, stroking softly, just finger tips teasing her skin. Goose bumps raised on her arms as the fingers teased closer and closer to her mound and leaking pussy. 

"Ohhhh lord." She moaned softly, as the fingers began to stroke her thighs, slowly working higher and higher until they finally touched her wet lips. The hands coaxed her to lie down. She eased herself down until she was lying on her back and then the hands coaxed her legs apart. 

"OH fuck." She moaned as a soft tongue split her pussy lips wide, stroking up between them and bouncing over her hard little clit. She was about to moan again when a wet pussy pressed to her face, tangy wetness forced against her lips. She reached her tongue out and licked between the soft lips searching for the clit at the juncture of her lips. 

Florence heard a gasp of pleasure above her as she stroked the wet slit again, finding the clit and flicking it with her tongue. Over and over she licked, her own tongue moving almost in time with the tongue licking and sucking her own pussy.

She could feel her orgasm building, slowly at first, but faster with each passing lick to her slit. As suddenly as it appeared, the pussy above her pulled away, leaving her juice covered face cooling in the slight breeze she could feel. 

The hands coaxed her up again, wordlessly walking her across the room. The hands were specific, making her spread her legs as they walked her forward a few more feet. Two hands on her shoulders pulled down, coaxing her to squat.

She hadn't moved far, only a few inches when she felt it, a big hard cock pressing against her already wet lips. They continued to pull her down, and in the process, down on to the long fat shaft. She felt it expand her pussy as she sank down on it, the fat head caressing each inch of her soft tunnel.

She felt her ass press against a pair of strong thighs, the head of the cock pressing against the end of her tunnel. 

She began sliding up and down, the cock slipping in and out of her pussy as hands began playing with her tits. The hands and mouths were soft and feminine where the hard cock inside her was definitely all man. Up and down she rode, faster and faster as her orgasm inched closer and closer to the inevitable. 

The blindfold was pulled away as she neared climax, allowing her to look down at a fifty something year old man lying on the bench of a weight machine. Her nude body was bouncing up and down, the sight of her small tits bouncing wildly in the mirrored wall turning her on even more as she watched her own pussy envelope the fat cock with each stroke.

"Oh god I'm going to cooooooooommmmmme!" she moaned loudly as her whole body started to shudder. "OHHHHHHHH FUCK!" She cried loudly as her body convulsed around the hard cock, her pussy squeezing it and rippling up its length. She sat down hard, as she felt his cock expand into her, the first gush of cum pushing up into her forcefully. "SHIT SHIT SHIT!" She screamed as more surges of my cum pumped into her pussy, her own orgasm peaking a second time before she slumped against the arms of the machine, her pussy still feeling the gentle twitches of his fading climax." 

"Goodness." She whispered, her face suddenly flushed pink. She helped me to the bench and sat me down, bending down to adjust my cast to a more comfortable angle. My rock hard cock stuck up into the air from under the edge of my gown as my bare ass sat on the padded chair. She looked up from my cast, her eyes locking on my cock, freezing her in place. "I'm afraid this isn't appropriate." She said quietly, standing up. She bent over and reached for the hem of my gown and pulled it up, clearly intending to pull it down over my hard cock. I had just about decided that I had failed when she reached for my cock and wrapped her hand around it.

"It's so big!" she said quietly. "So fat and long." She whispered before pulling the gown over both my cock and hand. 

"You like it?" I asked her quietly.

"yeah, I do." She answered, her hand slowly stroking my shaft under the gown. 

"Why don't you take your jacket off?"

"Why?"

"I'd like to see your tits." I answered. "I mean if you want to fuck me you're going to have to get undressed sooner or later."

"I can't, that would be completely inappropriate!" she practically snapped at me.

"More so than what you're doing now?" I asked. Her eyes looked down to her hands, the bottom of my gown pulled up and held in her hand while the other slowly stroked my fat shaft. She let go of me as if my cock burned her, my gown falling down but leaving me uncovered. 

"Now, what you want to do is ten repetitions at this weight." She said, moving around the machine and setting a weight level on each arm piece.

"Just push em?" I asked, putting my hands on the pads and acting as if I didn't understand how the machine worked.

"No, your whole arm and hand." She said, standing close to me. "Like this!" she said, grabbing hold of my arm again to move it on the machine.

Up and down she bounced on my cock, the mirror behind the machine allowing her to see her small tits bouncing with each stroke. "Oh shit yes!" She sighed, reaching up to the bars of the machine to steady herself as she tried to stroke farther, pulling herself almost all the way off my cock with each stroke. "God I'm going to come!" she squealed as her body began to tremble. 

She jerked her hand away from my arm, looking down at her hand as if it had somehow offended her. It took her several seconds to regain her composure. "Now first ten." She said, a little quiver in her voice.

I counted ten with her as I closed and opened my arms, moving the big paddles of the machine with my hands and forearms. After ten times I put my arms down and leaned forward. I pulled my hospital gown up and over my head, tossing it onto the bench of the machine next to me so that I was sitting completely naked, my rock hard cock exposed and bouncing with my heartbeat. "Getting warm in here." I said simply as she stared at my cock. 

"Yes, it is, isn't it?" She said tugging the neckline of her blouse.

"Why don't you take your jacket off. No one can really see us back here, can they?"

"Not really." She said nervously looking toward the front of the big room. She hesitantly undid the single button holding the pinstriped jacket closed and slipped it off her arms, hanging it over one of the machines next us. She turned to face me and I could see the outline of a small lacy bra thought the thin material of the satiny blouse. "Now next ten."

I counted ten with her again and then dropped my arms. "I don't think these are the same weight." I lied.

"Really?" She asked, stepping over and checking the left setting. She stepped one leg across my cast and started to step across with her other leg when I reached out my foot and touched her leg.

 Up and down she bounced on my cock, the mirror behind the machine allowing her to see her small tits bouncing with each stroke. "Oh shit yes!" She sighed, reaching up to the bars of the machine to steady herself as she tried to stroke farther, pulling herself almost all the way off my cock with each stroke. She could feel my fat head sliding down her tunnel until it remained barely inside her before dropping her weight again, each stroke bringing her climax a little closer.

She paused a half second while my foot touched her leg and then finished the move to the other side, taking long seconds to check the setting before straightening up again. "No they're correct." She said, fanning herself with her hands. 

"Really? You sure?"

"It says they are."

"I don't think so, why don't you try it?" I said moving as if I were going to get up. 

"No no. Stay put." She said quickly, stepping across me again, this time moving herself up my body until she was straddling my waist and my hard cock. She reached out for the pads and pressed them together while I reached out with my hands for her waist.

Up and down she bounced on my cock, the mirror behind the machine allowing her to see her small tits bouncing with each stroke. She looked down and saw my cock disappearing and reappearing into her pussy, her blond tuft of curls meshing with my darker curls with each stroke. She dropped one hand to her own pussy and began to massage her clit, knowing that it would quickly bring her to climax.

"Oh god." She muttered, realizing that she was standing, straddling me, her skirt pulled up and her hand rubbing her pussy through her panties and pantyhose. She quickly pulled her hand away and smoothed her skirt down, her hands shaking visibly. 

"Why don't you take that skirt off? It just keeps getting in your way when you move."

"yeah, it does." She said, blushing crimson as she reached behind herself and unzipped the skirt. "Not quite the right clothes for this job."

"Not at all." I agreed quietly as she stepped back and slid the skirt down. She hung it on a different piece of equipment, staring at it for long seconds before turning to face me. "This blouse has to go. It feels about a hundred degrees back here. I'm going to have to have maintenance check the thermostat!" She said as she unbuttoned the blouse. She shrugged it off and stepped to yet another piece of equipment, hanging the thin material on one of the handles. She turned back to me, only in her bra, panties and pantyhose, her heels still on her feet. "Ready to do ten more?"

"I might need help." I said quietly, placing my arms on the pads and pretending to try and move them.

"Here." She said, moving over me again and reaching out for the pads. She pressed her hands on mine to help me squeeze the pads together.

She could barely wait to strip her pantyhose off, pushing them down her legs along with the small panties beneath. She stepped out of the heels and then straddled the machine again. She looked down at the big cock sticking straight up at her pussy, she felt how badly she wanted it, how fully it would fill her small tight pussy. She lowered herself slowly down, reaching down to grasp the cock, my cock, and guide it toward her waiting sopping wet pussy. "OH MY GOD YES!" She cried loudly as she settled on my shaft, my fat head expanding her pussy and sending tingles running from her pussy all the way to her rock hard nipples.

She pulled her hands away from mine and stared down at me. She looked at my face, focused on my eyes, looking deep into them before looking away, down my body to my fat long cock sticking upright. Without a word she stepped back and reached behind herself. She unclipped the bra, and shrugged it off, exposing her small firm breasts, each topped with a small round areola and a hard nipple centered in it. She tossed the bra aside, leaving it to land where it may, its arc ending up with it hanging on the machine next to me. 

She paid it no mind as she reached down to her waist, hooking her thumbs in the pantyhose. She pushed them down, stepping from her shoes before pulling the thin silky material from her legs. She reached out and laid the hose over my lap, the legs split by my protruding cock. 

I watched her lick her lips nervously, her eyes now focused on mine, staring into mine, her desire evident in the grayish eyes that were anything but in control. Her eyes were soft and searching, looking for something as she pushed her panties down over her hips. She bent over, her eyes continuing to be locked on mine as she moved, lifting one leg and then the other. She tossed the panties over her shoulder, the tiny white bikini style panties catching on a machine behind her and hanging, swaying as she stepped toward me again.

She straddled the machine and my waist, reaching down for my cock. She wrapped her hand around it, her fingers pointing down toward me as she stroked it slowly up and down, reveling in the hardness and the size of the appendage. She lowered herself tentatively, her unease clear in her eyes as she continued to stare into mine, doing everything by feel. She rubbed my head against her sopping wet lips, working it between her firm outer lips and then between the softer inner lips they were hiding. She released my cock and reached up for the bar over her head, balancing herself as she closed her eye and lowered her weight down onto my cock. 

I felt her pussy press against the cone of my head, the pressure building until it finally began to spread around me. She moaned deeply and quietly as she slowly lowered herself down, her tunnel expanding around me, almost painfully at first. I let her control how fast she settled, the sensations inside her coaxing her faster, yet the temporary discomfort slowing her. In the end it took well over a minute to lower herself down until her neatly trimmed blond bush was entangled with my dark, graying curls. 

She started slowly, painfully slowly, pulling herself up and then easing herself back down. Each stroke seemed to be slightly faster, her withdrawal pulling all the way up until only my head remained inside her and then her stroke down, quicker as my head pushed up into her. 

"God yes. It feels so huge." She moaned.

"Too big?"

"Nooooo, No, not too big." She gasped. "I don't want to stop."

Up and down she stroked her pace growing as a gentle tremble began in her body. Her legs shook and her arms trembled as her orgasm began to wash over her. I felt her pussy convulse around my cock as her whole body jerked. She drew in a huge gasp of air and let out a long low cry of pleasure as her body was wracked with shudders and jerks. 

After all the times I had shared in her fucking me in our minds, I was struggling to hold back. I just couldn't hold any more and my body jerked, pumping a huge gush of cum up into her pussy.

"YES!" she squealed loudly as her body shuddered with each surge of cum that flowed into her. 

She collapsed against me and lay, her head on my shoulder, my cock still embedded in her, her hard nipples rubbing my chest as her chest heaved for air.

"Oh god." She moaned softly. 

"I want Bonnie back." I whispered.

"Uh huh." She answered softly. "I will."

We sat that way for long minutes, my cock slowly softening inside her, yet she seemed unwilling to get off, and free herself from me. Finally she lifted herself up, pulling her pussy off of me and releasing a gush of cum from her pussy. "Goodness." She cried at the sight of my cum leaking down her legs. She reached for her panties, hanging on the machine behind her, and used them to clean her legs up. Her pantyhose, still laying across my lap, were covered with my cum as well. She wadded both the panties and hose up and tossed them toward the corner. I sat and watched her dress, the bra, blouse and finally skirt, leaving her naked under the skirt. She picked up the jacket and then hung it back in place. "We're not done yet you know."

"I know. Ten more." 

"That's right Ten more." She said, hiking her skirt up and stepping across me again. She settled down on my lap so that her leaking pussy was pressed to my softened cock and then reached out to grasp my hands on the pads. 

 She stood her hands tied to the machine above her head so she was unable to move. Her legs were spread and appeared to be tied as she looked at herself in the mirrored wall. He stepped up from behind another machine, a devious smile on his face as he stepped closer. He reached out, gripping the front of her blazer and jerking it aside, ripping the buttons off the front. He spread the material as far as he could with her arms tied, and then gathered it behind her. He let go of the blazer and reached for her blouse, sliding his fingers into the gap between two buttons and then jerked, popping the whole row of little white buttons off of the silk blouse. He paused to look at her body, his fingers teasing up and down her firm stomach, running over her bra and circling where her nipples were hidden beneath the cups. His fingers reached up to the top of the cup, sliding them gently between her soft breast and the material of the bra. With a sudden jerk he ripped the small center joint of the cups apart, the cups separating and falling away to expose her bare tits. He continued to pull, ripping the small shoulder straps from the cups and pulling what remained of her bra from under her blouse.

He stood and ran his fingers gently across her bare breasts, her nipples hardening as he teased his fingers across and around her areola and nipples. She bit her lip to keep the moan from escaping her lips as he continued to tease her tits with one hand, his other reaching around behind her for the zipper of her skirt. She felt it inch down, his fingers closing around a nipple and squeezing gently as he pulled the zipper down. 

She felt the skirt fall part way down her legs, stopped only when the narrowly cut material could spread no wider. He let go of her nipple and reached down, gripping her skirt and then spinning it around her body so the zipper pointed to the front. He gripped the material and with a single jerk, split the skirt all the way down. He pulled the ruined skirt from her body and tossed it aside.

He had yet to say a word, and she remained equally silent as his fingers teased in the waistband of the pantyhose. He tugged and released so that the elastic snapped back to her firm smooth stomach. Over and over he did it, letting the elastic snap her while his other hand returned to her nipples, moving from one to the other, squeezing, twisting and teasing them. 

He moved both hands down to her hose, and pulled, slowly, stretching them out toward him, expanding the waistband until she felt it could stretch no farther. Gripping the material he pulled sideways, ripping the thin material down the front to her crotch. He pulled the partly destroyed hose down over her ass to her thighs, leaving only her small white panties coving her pussy. He grasped the material of her panties and slowly ripped them, leaving them to slide partly down one leg and exposing her pussy to him.

With nothing between his hands and her bare skin, he began teasing her body, sliding one hand back to her tits while the other slipped between her legs. She felt his strong fingers press between her lips and then stroke slowly along her slit, the side of his finger rubbing her engorged clit. She was so wet, so aroused. She wanted him. She wanted him now, but she also knew that he would do what he wanted, when he wanted, and any demands or requests would only delay what she really desired.

She closed her eyes and allowed him to tease her body, her pussy getting wetter by the moment. She opened her eyes only when the sensations on her pussy stopped. She looked down to see him push the front of his shorts down, exposing his hard cock. She arched her back, angling her pussy toward him as much as she could. She felt his cock press between her lips, his fat head spreading her lips and engaging into her tunnel. She felt him push up, putting more pressure on his cockhead and spreading the entrance to her tunnel around him.




Awakening Ch. 06



"Ohhhhhh." She sighed quietly as his fat cock pressed deeper into her, slowly forcing its way along the length of her tunnel. She felt his bulbous head caressing each inch of her insides as he began stroking in and out of her pussy, his fat head driving her crazy. She felt his cock sliding across her clit, causing little shocks to travel through her body, radiating to her tit and the nipples he was still squeezing with one hand. 

She opened her eyes, and saw him standing, pumping his cock in and out of her as he held one hand over their heads, hanging on to the machine for support. 

"I'm going to come." She whispered.

"Not until I tell you you can." He hissed.

She struggled to keep her orgasm in check. It kept building, growing, straining to be released. She knew she couldn't hold back forever, she just hoped she could hold it back long enough. 

"Now you can." He grunted as his own orgasm hit, pumping cum deep into her as he continued to stroke in and out of her pussy. Her climax washed over her, her whole body trembling and shaking, her pussy spasming around his fat shaft.

She gasped for air as she felt him empty into her, his hand still teasing her tits, first one and then the other, over and over as her orgasm just refused to fade completely away.

She opened her eyes and looked down, her skirt hiked up to her waist and my again hard cock pressed deep inside her as she climaxed around me. Her chest heaved as she fought for breath while she sat on my lap. "My god what just happened?" She panted.

"Just a little fantasy I guess." I answered honestly.

"I think our time is up." She said, climbing from me shakily. She retrieved my gown and helped me get it on and then held the chair while I moved to it. Finally "decent" she wheeled me out of the room to the elevator. Once in the elevator she stepped next to me and pushed the button for my floor. "You know, I would really appreciate if you didn't say anything about this little...um...transgression."

"I won't, as long as you don't hold it against Bonnie."

"I think I can safely say that I won't."

"Just one question. Who is he?"

"He?" She asked sharply, spinning her head to look down at me in shock.

"Yeah, the guy you have the hots for. I don't think you're married, so who is it? A coworker?"

"I don't think that's any of your business." She snapped.

"That's fine. I hope someday he comes and takes you just the way you want, tied to that machine, fucking you but not letting you climax until he says so. Yeah, I can see how, in your position you would fantasize about someone else being in total control."

She stared down at me, her mouth working, but no sounds coming out a she struggled to find words. "How? What? I mean... Shit!" she finally got out.

"Oh just a lucky guess." I answered with a crooked smile. "This is our floor, isn't it?" I asked as the doors opened on the elevator.

She pushed me in silence to my room and then held the chair so I could get into bed from it. Only then did she leave, still silent.

"You are so bad!" Jan said when the door had closed.

"What do you mean?"

"That woman. I don't know who she was, but I could smell her pussy all the way over here and oh yeah, her shirt was still untucked from the back of her skirt. What did you do to her?"

"She suspended my physical therapist because she got a bit carried away with me. So I just let her get carried away too. I think Bonnie will have her job back alright."

"I was right, you are bad." She said with a giggle. 

"Well, it wasn't my therapists fault. She had to touch me in her work and well...we both know what happens."

"Yeah, I can just imagine." Jan said with another giggle.



Awakening Ch. 06: Getting



We stumbled into Emma's bedroom laughing and I slipped out of the heels and stockings in no time. Just before stepping into the shower, Emma unlocked the small padlock and removed the leather collar from my neck. It felt odd not being there; for some reason I liked it. I was in my own world pondering it when Emma playfully slapped my ass. That brought me back to reality and we jumped into the shower. We took a long, hot, very intimate, but incredibly invigorating shower. It was definitely not what you'd call normal, although with Emma I learning that I wasn't sure there was a normal.

We washed every part of each other using her buff puff and bubbly shower gel. The soap was slippery and made a great lube. Emma got frisky and slid her fingers into my pussy and then followed suit burrowing into my sensitive ass. I returned the favor and before we were through, both of us had our fingers buried in each other's private parts while the sting of the hot shower pounded down on us. It was fucking delicious. Emma made me do a quick touch up shave of both our pussies before we were done; another first that I fell in love with and can't wait to do again. 

We dried each other with big fluffy towels and enjoyed mimosas that Emma had somehow snuck off and mixed up. There was lots of touching and petting. My body was buzzing and my emotions were over flowing. The alcohol heightened my feelings and I couldn't get the smile off my face. Emma was smiling and giggling a lot herself. We stayed naked and sipped our drinks as we put on our makeup and fixed our hair. 

Emma told me to sit on the bed and enjoy as she headed to her dresser and pulled out a white lacey shelf bra. I ogled her massive hangers as she slid her arms through the straps of the sexy lingerie. Then she adjusted each mound of beautiful tit flesh so it was displayed perfectly. Even though her bra covered the bottom half of her large areoles everything was visible through the see-thru lace. Fuck, they looked magnificent. Then she stepped into a matching pair of crotchless thongs and pulled the sides high on her hips so that the thong was tight against her crotch. She delicately pulled each of her swollen pussy lips through the opening and played with them, pulling and stretching them with her long fingers. When she was satisfied, she spread her legs so I could get a good look. Jesus, her fuck lips hanging through the flimsy material was naughty as hell. I'm not sure the way Emma was wearing her thong was ever what the designer had in mind. She made the lingerie look unbelievable.

Watching Emma arrange her beautiful titties in her bra and then pulling her pussy lips through her crotchless thong was the sexiest thing I'd ever witnessed. My clit was throbbing for attention so I shifted slightly, opening my thighs enough so that I could slide a couple of fingers in my very damp pussy. I was slick and warm and rubbing my clit it felt so good. I fingered myself while I watched Emma get her pussy lips just the way she wanted them. I knew she was showing off, but I loved watching her. It really turned me on. 

She turned and watched me finger fuck myself, "You're such a slut. Do I turn you on Amy? Is that why you're playing with your shiny wet pussy?"

Damn, my fingers felt awesome. I would have never fingered myself before this weekend. It felt kinda dreamy. I responded slow and softly, "Yes Emma, I'm very, very wet and yes, you're really turning me on. You make me fucking crazy." I pushed my fingers in deep, rubbing my thumb against my clit. 

She smiled back at me, "You look fucking hot with your fingers buried in your puss. I want you to suck the juice off your fingers, now!" Her tone was commanding but not threatening. She wanted me to know who was in control and I was only too willing to do what she wanted.

I didn't hesitate for a second. I made sure my fingers were shiny with juice and brought them to my nose. I moaned as I breathed in my heavy musky scent. It was heavenly. I slowly ran my tongue up each finger like it was a little cock and then sucked my fingers into my mouth. Damn, I tasted like woman. I licked my fingers clean and worked them back in my gooey cunt again. Before returning them to my mouth I extended my fingers toward Emma. She just smiled and shook her head no. It was addictive, particularly with Emma watching my every move. 

Emma definitely enjoyed the show I was putting on. Being nude and playing with myself for her was a huge fucking turn on. I would never have believed I could act this way. Emma's eyes were focused on my fingers and my pussy. I opened my pussy wide with one hand and spread juice all over my crotch with the other. The room was beginning to smell like sex. A thin smile appeared on Emma's face, "There's nothing I'd like to do more than to eat your hot pussy right now. You look magnificent, but we need to finish dressing and get out of here. Plus, you can't have another orgasm yet. That's not in my plan for right now, but watching you play with yourself is quite a treat."

Emma pulled on her dangling flesh one last time and spun toward the closet and disappeared inside. She returned carrying a dress in her hand and wearing a pair of three inch white sandals with laces that wound sexily up her ankles. She could have been the center fold of any gentleman's magazine on any news stand. Fuck, she was gorgeous and so hot, and with half her tits on display and her pussy lips hanging out of her thong, she just exuded sex.

She held the dress in front of her and slid her arms, one at a time, into the very stylish, sexy orange sun dress. The dress was sleeveless and the hem hit about three inches below her knees. She fastened two buttons north and two buttons south of her waist which left lots of exposed leg as she moved. The bra did its intended job pushing her tits up and out. Her already very large tits appeared gigantic and she looked fucking amazing. Nobody could possibly miss her in the strappy sandal heels, her skirt up open almost to her waist and her gigantic tits bulging out. The dress's tiny spaghetti straps looked spectacular against her tanned skin and heightened attention to all the tit flesh she was exposing.. 

I just looked at Emma with desire and awe in my eyes. I wanted nothing more than to lay her down and put my head between her thighs and lick her to one of her best orgasms ever. She was the most beautiful, sexy woman that I'd ever been around. I think she could tell what I was thinking as she stood in front of me. She smiled impishly, bent down and flicked my nipple playfully a couple of times, "I told you there's no time for sex now dearie; it's time to get you dressed. Go find your blouse from yesterday and I'll find something to go with it."

My blouse was lying with the rest of my clothes from yesterday. I smoothed it out, put it on and fastened a couple of the buttons. I looked in the mirror. My blouse was wrinkled and frumpy. Shit, I guess I didn't realize how plain my stuff was. Emma returned to the room holding a black pleated skirt and my black heels. She clucked her tongue, "That will never do for where we're going." She looked around the room, "Put on these heels and take the blouse off." By the time she found what she was looking for I was standing very erect, naked, in the heels waiting for her. She walked back to me and handed me the leather bra I had worn yesterday. She laid a blouse on the bed.

She smiled at me, "Turn around." As I turned my back to her, she handed me the bra to put on. Once I had the soft leather covering my tits, Emma made a fuss of smoothing the bra straps and fastened the bra snuggly like she did the day before. Her fingers against my skin felt amazing. She hugged me softly reaching around and filled her hands with my leather covered titties. I was experiencing unbelievable feelings. I leaned my head against her shoulder as she squeezed them lovingly. After caressing them for a while, she found each nipple and pinched it, pulling lightly until they were hard as pebbles. Then she twisted them slowly making bolts of electricity shoot from my breasts down to my pussy. Gawd, I just stood there letting her do whatever she wanted. Finally she arranged each nipple to make sure it was positioned properly in the openings. She kissed my neck as she gave each tit one final squeeze. I didn't move my head from Emma's shoulder. I just enjoyed her wonderful touch. 

She ran her hands up and down my body and made goose bumps pop out all over my skin. It felt delicious. I know she was enjoying it too by the mewing sounds she was making. My pussy was leaking again and I was tingling. I thought we might have sex, but Emma had a different agenda. She leaned into my ear, kissed it with her tongue and whispered, "I love doing this with you, but we have things we need to do. Besides I just thought of something else I want you to wear. Don't move, it's time for another surprise." 

I stood rigid, a bit afraid of what was coming next as she slipped into her very special closet again. She returned giggling and handed me a black latex rubber-ish type panty. It was heavier than normal underwear and I just looked at it. Emma stopped laughing and sternly told me to put the panties on. When I did, I saw "the surprise." Built into the gusset was a hard rubber phallus about an inch wide and maybe three inches long. Very huskily Emma said, "Make sure you get it a-l-l-l-l-l-l-l the way up in your pussy." 

My pussy was tingling as I gazed into the panties. As soon as I saw "the surprise" I couldn't wait to get the special panties on. She was doing it again. Just thinking about these fucking panties was making my body do things and she wasn't even touching me. I slowly pulled the panties up my legs and paused a moment as I used my fingers to rub my juices all around. I spread my cunt lips apart and enjoyed feeling the hard rubber slide between them as I pushed it inside me. When I pulled the panties up tight against my body I felt a small hump on the dildo press directly against my clitoris. Fuck, that was interesting. The little rubber cock wasn't Derek for sure, but having something in my pussy really felt good. Emma walked over and ran her hand between my legs making sure "the surprise" was well ensconced in my love tunnel. When she had satisfied herself, she somehow started it with an unseen controller and my pussy lit up. Holy fuck! My knees nearly buckled. 

Emma was very pleased with herself. When I had recovered enough from the shock of the vibrator I finally looked up at her. She had a huge shit-eating grin spread all over her face. The onslaught of vibration against my clit was very, very intense and I knew I wouldn't be able to go out in public like this. Hell, I could barely stand up. Almost as if she read my mind, the speed slowed to a very pleasant buzz and I was able to stand up straight. Amazingly, the vibrator made no noise at all. Emma smiled, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it, but you need to get dressed so we can get going. We've got things to do. Plus, I'm starved."

Emma handed me the short pleated skirt and as I fastened it around my waist, the thong stopped vibrating. Damn, I'd gotten used to the buzz and missed it already. The curve of my ass cheeks was just visible below the edge of sexy flouncy skirt. Fuck, I'd never worn anything that short, but it did look great with the heels and my legs looked hot. Then she handed me the blouse and I slid my arms in and buttoned two of the three tiny pearl buttons down the front. I checked myself out in the mirror. The blouse was sexy as shit. It was a dark smoky gray and for all practical purposes completely see thru. 

I looked like a fucking call girl and I'm sure that was the exact look that Emma intended. She of course looked like a centerfold model and I looked like a whore. The leather bra was completely visible through the blouse and although it did cover my tits, my nipples were totally exposed. I glanced at myself in the mirror. My nipples hardened under my gaze and poked obscenely at the sheer material. I smiled to myself. Damn, I liked how I looked. Wow, just admitting that to myself made me shiver and it turned me on. I was still looking in the mirror. Wow, I liked who I was becoming. I liked how I looked and I really enjoyed looking this way. It made me feel alive and good about myself.

I took one more look in the mirror; this time at both of us. Yep, we looked like two high class ladies ready for anything; we looked totally awesome. She walked up directly behind me and looked into the mirror. She had the collar in her hand, "May I?" It was the first time she'd "asked" all weekend. I was puzzled, but I looked at her in the mirror and nodded. She slipped it around my neck, fastened it and I listened for the click of the small padlock.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "We need to have a serious talk about this later." 

I wasn't exactly sure why we needed to have a talk. I know it probably had something to do with the collar but I just didn't see what the big deal was. We left her bedroom and walked hand in hand to her car in silence. She opened my door for me and smiled as I flashed my thong covered pussy at her. As short as my skirt was there was no way I wasn't going to flash her when I slid me legs in. The leather seat was cool on my bare legs. 

The trip in the car was uneventful. She didn't use the little dildo buried in cunt even once. Hmmm, that was curious. I wondered why. Emma did keep the car's air conditioner on high the entire way and my nipples stayed hard as rocks. It's obvious that she did it on purpose. The notion of her having complete control over me made me tingle. Damn, how things had changed so quickly. I was learning. I hoped wherever we were going was going to be fun.



Awakening Ch. 07



The subway was far from deserted as she rode next to the younger man. She didn't consider herself to be bad looking for thirty, her tits barely needed the support of the bra, even though they were a full C cup. The air conditioning in the car was blowing across her, making her nipples harden through the extremely thin shirt she wore under the blazer. The half cup bra she was wearing was allowing her hardening nipples to poke the material of her shirt out dramatically. She looked down the car to make sure none of the other passengers at the other end could see before she slipped off the blazer.

He looked over and smiled, noticing the hard nipples protruding, but he was in for much more of a surprise than that. She slowly tugged the hem of her light tank top up her body, rolling the material up over her firm stomach, over the half cup bra and finally over the top of her breasts, letting the stranger she had set down next to see her bare tits.

She shivered slightly as the cool air blew across her breasts, making her nipples harden even more under his gaze. He stared at her tits, his hands slowly stroking his own thighs as the cock in his pants hardened obviously. She looked down the car one more time before reaching for the hem of the little black mini-skirt, pulling the back of it up over her bare ass as she lifted herself slightly in the seat. With nothing to prevent it, she inched the front of the skirt up, spreading her legs in the seat, her knee pressing against his as she slowly exposed her bare pussy to him.

She continued to pull the skirt up until it was around her waist, leaving her completely nude from the tops of her black stockings to the waistband of the tiny skirt. 

She sat there, her tits and pussy completely on display to him for long minutes, minutes that felt like hours. Finally she reached over to his leg, resting her hand on his thigh and then slowly stroking it up his leg until it rested on the bulge in his pants. It seemed to be the signal he needed, his hand no longer hovering in space but now resting on the bare skin of her thigh. 

She stroked his cock through his pants while his fingers inched up the inside of her thigh, slowly working closer to her already wet pussy. She just couldn't take it any longer and placed her other hand over his, drawing it up to her pussy and pressing his fingers against her. 

He needed no more coaxing. His fingers quickly pressed between her wet lips, almost instantly finding her already tingling clit. His strong fingers started to massage and rub the hard little nub, driving her levels of desire up several more notches. 

Her fingers were no less busy, working his belt and the front of his pants open. She wormed her hand down into his boxers and closed it around his hardening cock, tugging it and working it with one hand to try and free it. He seemed to understand her desire and lifted himself on the bench seat slightly and helped her pull his pants down enough to free him so his hard cock was sticking straight in the air.

She wrapped her hand around the mostly rigid cock and started to slowly stroke, rolling her hand over the head of his cock with each stroke, causing it to continue to harden and grow.

The next station came and she stayed sitting, hoping no one came onto the last car of the train and discovered her so exposed. Fortunately no one did. As the train started out again, she lifted herself on the seat, sliding across in front of the young man and sat on his lap, her hand capturing his cock and pulling it down so it stuck up between her legs before she sat. 

"Fuck me." She whispered as she rubbed his cock and her pussy at the same time with her own hand. She felt him grip her hips and lift her, the only signal she needed. She pressed his head deep between her lips, using her own legs to lift higher until she could feel his cock slip back to the perfect spot. She settled down on him, his long slender cock sliding easily into her pussy. Trying to not be obvious, she used the back of the seat in front of her for support and began to lift herself on and off his cock, his mushroom head massaging and stroking all the little nerves inside her.

She could feel her orgasm, already so close just from screwing up the nerve to do this, begin to overtake her. His hands slid up her sides, pulling the bra down farther and exposing her whole breasts to his hands as she continued to slowly bounce on his cock. The first spasm in her pussy took her by surprise, but the rest did not. Her whole body seemed to be on fire as her climax sent little fingers of fire from where his hands were teasing her nipples to where his cock shaft slid against her clit. She only needed one more thing to make it all perfect.

She continued to bounce, rotating her hips with each stroke, trying to maximize the effect on his cock, trying to coax him to his climax. Her chest heaved under his hands as she struggled to control the desire to cry out, to scream how hard she was orgasming. She had to be quiet, she had to...ohhhh fuck here it was. She felt his first surge of hot cum lance out up into her pussy, pushing her orgasm back to its second peak. She stifled a gasp as his cock surged a second time, third time and lost track. She sat on his lap, grinding herself down on his cock as it continued to pulse and surge inside her. 

She knew someone was watching, a woman in a seat farther up front, staring at her exposed bare tits, but right now she didn't care. Right now she was only interested in the fantastic orgasm that she was having.

Slowly, ever so slowly she began to come down from her sexually induced high. She pulled her shirt down over his hands and her tits, but remained sitting on his lap, panting for air. The train started to slow for the next station, much too soon. She wasn't ready, but she also knew she needed to. 

As the car slowed, she reached for her skirt, pulling it down as she stood up, in one smooth motion. His hands slipped from her tits and she side stepped out of the seat, looking down at his glistening cock. She could feel his cum dripping down her legs as she grabbed her blazer and walked quickly to the train door . 

I opened my eyes and saw a nurse checking my vital signs. Her hand wrapped tightly around my wrist from where she was checking my pulse, her eyes glazed over and the smell of her orgasm strong even through the light blue scrubs she was wearing. Her chest was heaving as she released my wrist and held onto the railing of the bed. Her arms were shaking and I couldn't resist the temptation to reach out and cup one of her tits through her top. She looked at me as her eyes cleared, her eyes searching. She stepped closer to the side of the bed and reached a hand under the covers, finding my rock hard cock. She started stroking it, her hand going up and down its length for nearly a minute before she seemed to realize what she was doing and stopped, slowly withdrawing her hand. "I'm sorry." She whispered, shaking her head in confusion.

"It's fine. I don't mind." I whispered back.

"I've gotta go." She said abruptly, turning and walking out of our room, pulling the door closed behind her.

"Damn." I swore silently. 

"What's wrong?" Jan asked sleepily from the next bed.

"I just watched that nurse expose herself and fuck a total stranger on the subway."

"Wow. Steamy! Left you kind of horny, huh?"

"Just a bit."

"Ya know. I haven't had a good fuck in a long time. I've been kind of horny since that little episode we had. If you have sex, do you still see all that stuff?"

"Sometimes. I think it depends on how turned on the woman still is. It seems that once I start engaging in real sex it mutes it a lot. I still see some things but I really feel the emotions you're feeling." I answered.

She flipped the covers back and slipped out of bed on the far side and wheeled her IV stand around the bed with her to my bed. She turned her back and stood next to the side of my bed. "Well, you going to untie me?"

"Huh?"

She turned her head to look at me, leaving her back exposed. "Just between you and me, I'd rather not be wearing one of these shitty hospital gowns when I'm having sex with a hunky guy."

"I'm not all that hunky."

"Depends on your viewpoint, now untie me please."

I shrugged and reached over and pulled the strings of her gown, which she shrugged off and laid on the end of my bed. She had nice sized tits and her pussy, while needing a bit of a trim, had once been shaved and was covered with short fine curls. She pulled my covers off and then climbed gingerly onto the bed with me, straddling my legs. She walked her knees up my body lifting my gown up to expose my rock hard cock. 

"Nice cock. How about you warm up my pussy?" She said, reaching out to grasp it.

She lay on the bed, a blindfold over her eyes, her arms and legs tied outstretched. She knew she wasn't alone and felt completely exposed as she lay nude on the soft surface. She had no idea where she was or even what she was laying on. It didn't feel like a bed, but it was soft, and thankfully warm.

She heard someone, and then a huge chill ran through her body as a soft wet mouth closed over her breast. She concentrated on the sensations the soft tongue swirling around her nipple, sending little tingles all the way to her pussy. 

His hand found her pussy and gently pressed between her lips, slowly stroking back and forth, his finger rubbing across her clit with each stroke. She felt hot warmth of desire begin to grow deep within her as his finger slowly penetrated her tunnel. His finger stroked in and out, pushing deep into her, like a little cock stroking in and out of her. 

"Oh fuck me. Please fuck me." She moaned softly as the desire to have his cock in her continued to grow, her pussy leaking juices around his finger as he stroked in and out of her.

"Fuck me. Please fuck me." Jan moaned a she straddled me, her hand slowly sliding up and down my cock. 

I pulled my hand from her pussy, my middle finger wet with her juices. She looked down at me and reached for my hand, drawing it to her mouth. She slowly licked my finger, drawing it out of her mouth slowly before reaching down to her own pussy. She spread her lips and then pushed my cock between them, my head feeling her heat as she rubbed me back and forth. 

"Yessssss!" she hissed as she engaged my cock into her tunnel entrance and sat down onto it. 

I felt my cock slide inch by inch into her sopping wet pussy, stopping only when her bare ass was resting on my thighs. I reached my hands up to her breasts, cupping each one and gently squeezing and massaging them as she began to slowly ride up and down my cock. 

"Ohhh god damn you feel so good in there." She moaned softly.

"You feel pretty good too." I grunted, my cock feeling like it was growing fatter with each stroke she made.

"Ohhhh shit. I'm so close to coming already. So fucking close!" She moaned. I felt her pussy start to contract around me, her tunnel walls spasming as her legs and arms started to tremble.

I felt the warmth grow inside me, starting at my cock and flowing outward. I knew it was only a matter of moments before I unloaded.

"I'm going to come!" I grunted in warning, wanting to give her a chance to get off before I filled her. 

"Do it. Fill my hot cunt with your cum!" She moaned loudly.

I felt my body buck moments later, a gush of hot cum lancing up into her pussy. Time and gain my body bucked under her, filling her pussy to overflowing as the two of us climaxed together.

She slowly lowered herself down, her tits pressing into my chest through the material of my gown as she brought her lips to mine. She kissed me long and slow, her sensual kiss sucking my lower lip and my tongue as she lay enjoying the feeling of my cock inside her. I could tell she was momentarily content, her breathing soft and shallow, her kisses equally soft and sensual. As I softened she slipped off of me, lying next to me in my bed, one arm and one leg sprawled across me as I held her close, her head resting on my shoulder. Her breathing slowed and shallowed as she slowly drifted off to a contented sleep that I didn't have the heart to wake her from. I soon fell asleep with her.

"Hey you two. None of that in here now." I heard a nurse say as I slowly pulled myself from sleep. It was still dark in the room and I wondered what time it was.

"Huh?"

"You two. You can't be sleeping like this." She hissed.

"She couldn't sleep and wanted to be cuddled." I lied.

"That's all fine and good, but we need to get her back to her own bed."

"Okay. Here, help me sit up." I said, reaching a hand for her.

She reached out and grasped my hand.

She waded up out of the ocean, the waves swirling around her legs as she slowly walked up the gently sloping sandy shore. Even at nearly fifty she felt like she looked pretty good, but what really mattered was what the equally aged man laying naked on the blanket thought. 

She was completely naked, the cool Atlantic waters washing around her legs, her feet sinking into the wet sand as each wave retreated down the shore. She stood, waiting as he got up from the blanket and walked toward her. "Come here lover." She called as she stood waiting.

She held her arms out to him, and wrapped them around him as he stepped between her arms, their bare bodies pressing together. She pressed her lips to his, kissing him sensuously, a kiss he eagerly returned. 

She didn't care who saw, as she reached a hand between them and grasped his half hard cock. She stroked it slowly, breaking the kiss and turning her body at an angle to his to give him access to her body. 

One of his hands rested on her firm round ass and the other lifted to one of her tits, gently lifting and squeezing it as she continued to stroke him. His cock quickly grew to full proportions in her hand, reveling in the feeling of his hard manhood. She wanted him, she wanted his hard cock stuffed deep into her pussy. She didn't care who watched, she wanted it now! "I want you to make love to me." She whispered.

"Now?" he asked quietly.

"Right now. Right here. Take me lover. Make me come in a huge screaming orgasm!"

He pulled away from her body, turned her to face the ocean and stepped behind her. She bent over with a smile on her face, her tits hanging down below her like two sexy udders as he rubbed his cock between her pussy lips. She felt him press into her, his fat cock sliding slowly into her already wet pussy. Inch by inch she felt him invade her tight tunnel, the sensations glorious. She never got tired of feeling him inside her, she loved the sensations of his head stroking her tunnel walls, teasing all those perfect parts.

In and out he stroked, those perfect parts now being stimulated. She leaned over farther, her hands almost touching the sand, allowing her clit to press against the bottom of his shaft. He continued to stroke, groaning that he was going to come soon, knowing that when he did his surging cum would be all that it would take for her to get over the top.

"Do it. Come in me baby! Fill my hot pussy with your cum!" She called loudly, knowing that he loved hearing her talking dirty to him. "That's it baby... I'm ready. I'm going to come with you! Fuck my hot little cunt! Fill me with your hot cream."

"Oh shit." He grunted as his body jerked, jamming his cock deep into her, his cock swelling ever so slightly as his first surge of hot cum pushed out into her tingling pussy.

"YES YES YES That's it baby! OHHHHH FUCK YES!" she screamed out to the ocean, her voice echoing off the waves. She didn't care who saw or heard, she had what she wanted so badly. She had her husband fucking her in the ocean surf. How could anything be more perfect?

Her whole body tingled and shuddered as shot after shot of cum lanced into her, filling her pussy until it leaked around his cock. He knew what she loved, and with his orgasm fading, he used what time he had left to stroke into her, banging his hips into her ass with a loud slap as he tried to drive her orgasm a little higher.

"YESSSS!" she screamed as his pumping cock plunged into her tingling pussy over and over again, waves of ecstasy washing over her like the waves rushing around her ankles. Her whole body seemed to be on fire from the inside as her climax peaked and began to slowly fade.

She felt his cock soften and finally slip from her. She stood, turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down with her into the surf as they tangled their bodies together in a long erotic, loving embrace.

"Ohhhhh fuck yes!" She gasped breathlessly, her hands and arms trembling. Her knees started to buckle and she let go of my hand to grab at the railing on the side of my bed, bending over slightly and gasping for breath. "Ohhhh fuck." She moaned. "Oh god yes."

"You okay?" I asked her quietly, knowing full well exactly what she had just experienced.

"Yeah, I think so. I was just thinking of my husband and making love in the surf." She said, suddenly putting a hand to her mouth and blushing. "I don't have any idea why I just said that."

"It's what you were feeling. Ya know, there's a little island in Cape Hatteras that has a nude beach."

She blushed again, evident even in the dim light of just the bed light.

"I don't think that's an option any more. He just isn't well enough to travel let alone have sex in the surf."

"Well, it was a nice thought though."

"It was." 

"Well, I suppose if she has to go back you'll have to help her up."

"It's okay. Just have her back in her own bed by the time they bring breakfast." The nurse whispered as she turned and walked away.

The sun was shining in the room when I awoke again. I gently shook Jan awake, who stirred quietly. "What time is it?" She whispered with a yawn.

"Not sure. But the sun is up."

"Mmmmmm I think that's the best I've slept in a long time." She said stretching. "Thank you. For last night and also for being my body pillow."

"You're welcome." I whispered back.

"Hey, did you notice?"

"What's that?" I asked as she pushed herself up so she could look at my face.

"We're not...you know. Living the fantasy life!"

"Yeah I did. I was wondering why, but maybe it's because we've been in physical contact for so long?"

"Well, whatever it is, I'm glad." She said, leaning her face to mine. She gave me a soft kiss on the lips and then with a smile pushed herself up and gingerly climbed out of bed. "I guess you get to see me completely naked in the daylight now." She said with an almost girlish giggle.

"Yeah, looks pretty damn good from where I'm at too."

"Thank you kind sir!" She said, making an exaggerated curtsy even though she was naked. She stood where I could see her as she put her gown back on, only then making her way back to her own bed.

I managed to not touch the nurse that brought us breakfast and Jan and I enjoyed some less sexual conversation over our breakfasts. 

"Good morning Scott!" The tall thin woman from the previous day said as she entered. "I hope you don't mind the intrusion." She added, looking between Jan and myself.

"No, just a little breakfast table conversation. What can I do for you - Miss Fleck isn't it?"

"Oh, Andria, please. I wondered if we might have a bit of a chat this morning?" She asked sweetly.

"Sure, I suppose." I answered with a shrug.

"Good." She said brightly, stepping back out of the room and coming back a moment later pushing a wheelchair. "Do you need a hand?"

"I don't think so, just a moment to get fixed up though." I answered, trying to fix the gown that was really only half on me, before I pulled the covers off and exposed myself.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm sure it's nothing I haven't already seen." She said, stepping over and pulling the covers back, exposing me from the waist down. I realized when she reached out to help me that she had on a pair of latex gloves. She helped fix my gown and get me off the bed into the chair. 




Awakening Ch. 07



"See you later Jan." I called as Andria wheeled me out. It was a fairly long trip up and then across the building, finally wheeling me into a Wing labeled Neurology. She pushed me to an office looking door and propped it open while she wheeled me into the room, one filled with all kinds of odd looking equipment, each seeming to trail dozens of wires and leads. "This looks serious." I said quietly.

"Not too." She said as she pushed me toward the lone desk in the room and then left me there while she pulled the wheeled desk chair around to sit facing me. "Scott, can I be totally honest with you? I've never seen anything like what you can do. Yes, I'm a neurologist. I study the human brain and how if functions. In your case...well, you have a rather unique function that I've never seen before, and I'd really REALLY like to study it. I can't make you do this, but I can ask you nicely and hope you will."

"I guess that all depends on what you're planning on doing. I mean I'm not going to let you drill holes in my head or anything."

"Oh don't worry, nothing like that. All I'm going to do is put a few lead wires on you, make you wear a funny looking hat and then, well, let what you do happen. How does that sound?"

"And this will tell you what?"

"Well, for starters, I want to see what parts of your brain are firing and I also want to see what that does to the recipient's brain."

"You do realize what it does, to both of us, right?"

She nodded slightly. "I do. Not entirely unpleasant on my end, hopefully not unpleasant on yours either."

"Alright, I suppose if you want to do this."

She smiled and got up, quickly pulling my gown down to my waist and attaching a number of probes to my chest and then settling a rather unusual looking helmet onto my head that had a tail wires leading to a bank of machines. "All this does is monitor your brain wave activity. It doesn't change what you think or how your brain works in any way, but it will record the intensity of impulses so that I can map which parts of your brain are most active."

She stepped around me and took off her lab coat. "Now you're probably going to enjoy this next part. I need to put some sensors on my chest as well." She said as she unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off. She stood there in just a short brown skirt, coming to mid thigh, and a white lacy bra. "You know, I could just stay this way, but you do deserve a bit of a reward for allowing me to do this." She said as she reached behind her back and flicked the catch of the bra loose, shrugging it off. Her tits were a good full C cup, full and round, sagging just enough to turn her already hard nipples slightly upward. She smiled at me, making sure I had a good look, before she started attaching leads to her own chest, one on her side just past her breast, one between the two sexy orbs and one just on the top of one breast. She then sat down in a chair and put a helmet on her own head similar to mine. 

"All set. So what I want you to do is to think about a sandy beach. Think about lying in the sun on the beach next to me, think about what I might or might not have on." 

"Okay." I answered closing my eyes and picturing her on a sandy ocean beach, the two of us lying on a large towel, the sun shining down on us. I had on a regular pair of swim trunks, and she had on a skimpy little bikini that barely covered her nipples. Her long hair was beneath her as she lay back on the towel, her knees slightly in the air as she rested her feet on the towel. I could hear the waves slowly shushing in and out gently, the occasional call of a gull heard over the waves.

Her hand moved toward me and slipped in the waistband of my suit, worming its way down to grasp my cock. Her hand gently slid up and down my shaft, stroking its already hard form from my head to the base. After only a few moments she pulled her hand out and rolled over onto all fours, crawling across me so she was straddling me. With a huge grin she lowered her face to mine and pressed her lips to mine. She gently sucked my lower lip before teasing her tongue between my lips. I opened my mouth and accepted the tongue she offered, and played follow the leader around my mouth and back into hers. 

As she kissed me her hands were busy, pushing and tugging my suit, trying to work it down my body. I lifted my butt off the towel and let her push the suit down as far as she could without breaking the kiss. I felt her hand wrap around my cock and slowly stroke it now that it was exposed. My own hands went to the strings of the tiny bikini she wore, tugging them and pulling the small triangles of material away from her while I worked my legs to finally kick my own suit off.

I felt her hand change on my shaft, slowly rotating so that she could hold my cock vertical, her hot pussy lips quickly enveloping my head as she rubbed it back and forth across her lips. I felt the pressure increase as she sat herself down on me, a soft moan coming from her lips a she expanded to accept my shaft.

I stood behind her, slowly pushing my cock into her, her hot tight tunnel expanding to accept my fat shaft as I inched it deeper into her. Holding her hips I began to stroke, short little jabs at first, each stroke working my fat head deeper into her, until finally I could feel my thighs press against her sexy tight ass. I lengthened my strokes, allowing my head to nearly pull from her before jamming it quickly into her again, her whole body shaking, her sexy tits swinging madly with each impact of my body against hers.

I heard her cry out in pleasure, "FUCK YES!" as I continued to stroke hard into her, driving my cock into her and both our growing orgasms slightly higher.

She stood, bent over the chair, struggling to hold herself still, her clothes dropped to the lab floor around her, only her stockings and heels still on her body as I jammed my cock in over and over.

"You like this do you slut?" I practically growled as I gripped her hips and continued to pound into her. "Tell me how much you like it. Tell me you want it!"

"Oh fuck yes. I want it so bad. Fuck me! Fuck me HARD! God you feel so good. Ohhhhhhh god yes. I'm going to come! God I'm going to come!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her legs and arms trembling as I assaulted her pussy from behind her.

"That's it slut. You come. Come hard on my cock."

"OH fuck yes. God here it comes!" She squealed, her voice echoing off the equipment in the lab. Her whole body suddenly shuddered and I could feel her juices pouring out around my cock and dripping to the floor between us as her orgasm wracked her body with spasms. 

"Now slut. Suck me off!" I growled, pulling my cock from her pussy and roughly spinning her around. 

She crouched down in front of me, her legs splayed wide, her pussy dripping its juices down onto the floor as she reached out with both hands to grasp my big cock. She began to stroke it frantically, her mouth moving to cover my head as she stroked. Her head bobbed on and off my shaft, following her hands, her long brown hair swinging and flying behind her back as she tried to coax my orgasm to the surface.

"That's it slut. I'm gonna cum all over your face and tits. DO you want that slut? Do you want me to smear my cum all over your face?"

"God yes. Please. Come all over me. Cover my face with your cum!" She begged after pulling her mouth from my cock, her hands still stroking me frantically.

"Here it comes bitch!" I growled as my hips pushed toward her, the first huge gush of cum leaping from my cock and spraying across her face. Time and again my cock spurted and splashed more come on her face and glasses, the copious load sliding and rolling off her face to drip on her bare tits. She pulled one hand from my cock and stroked her pussy slowly as her tongue reached out to lick some of the cum from her lips.

"Mmmmmm good." She cooed as she pulled her other hand from my cock to rub the cum dripping on her tits into them. She leaned forward and closed her mouth around my shaft, sucking the last drops from it as I looked down at her cum splattered face.

"OH god yes. Come all over me!" I heard her cry loudly as she sat in the chair, her hand between her splayed legs, her panties pushed aside by her fingers as she slowly stroked one in and out of her.

She opened her eyes, and sat there for a moment, trying to focus. "God damn." She gasped, looking down at her own body and realizing that she had a finger in her pussy and one tit squeezed in her other hand. "I think I came."

"I know you did." I answered, staring at her mostly naked body.

"Did you?" she asked, pulling her fingers from her pussy and reaching out to pull my gown the rest of the way off, exposing my rock hard cock, sticking up and twitching with my pounding heart. 

"Not yet." I answered as she got up shakily from the chair. 

She moved to the panel of computer readouts next to me, standing between the panel and my chair. I reached over and slipped my hands up under her skirt, pulling her panties down her legs, not stopping until she could step out of them. I slid a hand between her legs and felt her wet pussy, pushing a finger up into her, drawing a soft moan from her.

"It only took three seconds. God all that only took three seconds." She said, practically moaning as she leaned against the counter that held the keyboards for the computer. I pulled my hand from her pussy and slid it to her hip, using both my hands to pull her toward me. She swung one leg up and over the one sticking out with the cast on it and then bent over, pushing her ass out at me. I pushed her skirt up to see her bare ass as she reached between her legs and aimed my rigid cock at her pussy.

"Oh god yes." I groaned as she settled on it, wiggling her hips to try and work her tight pussy down my shaft. 

"OH fuck so big." She moaned as she worked her hips, almost unable to keep them still as she wiggled and squirmed on my lap. I felt her ass press against my bare thighs before, using the arms of the wheelchair for support, she lifted herself most of the way up my shaft. She dropped back down, slamming my cock deep into her and making her tits bounce with the impact. She lifted herself and dropped again, faster this time. Over and over she did it, using her arms to lever herself up and then gravity to drive my cock deep into her pussy.

"God I'm going to come." She squealed as she rode up and down my shaft, her pussy spasming and clenching around me as she continued to ride up and down my rigid cock.

"FUCK!" I groaned loudly as my body jerked and pumped a huge gush of cum up into her. 

"YES!" She practically screamed as her own orgasm hit her like a wave, sending ripples of tremors up and down her body, her chest heaving as her body jerked and trembled. "Ohhhh god oh god." She mumbled, my cock still twitching inside her as she began to slowly come down from her self-induced high. "I can't believe I did that. I wasn't supposed to do that." She muttered.

"I won't tell if you don't." I said with a soft chuckle.

"You won't have to...The machines will. Everything that happens in this lab is videoed."

"Well, someone is going to have one hell of a porno tape then."

She leaned over, still sitting on my lap, and used the mouse to scroll through the few short minutes of data it had collected. "God look at this. Your T waves here, and here...Hell, no one has that much brain activity all the time. See here. It's as strong there, during that first...um...climax I had, as it was during yours. God that's fascinating."

"So what happened? We were on the beach and then...well, here."

"I don't know, I was thinking the beach, soft and gentle and restful. We were just lying on the beach, and then suddenly we were stripping and fucking and then we were here fucking. I must have thought about being here, but I don't really remember doing that."

"Not only that. But the whole interaction changed. We were lovers then it was...well... different."

"Yeah, it was. Have you ever screwed like that? I mean been dominant like that?"

"Not that I know of. Haven't even roll played that way that I know of."

"Wow this is...well different. Somehow you picked up on my thoughts and turned them into a sexual encounter here."

"So do you like men to be that way, dominant?"

"A little, but that was so much more."

"Did you like it?"

"Actually, I loved it. I came so hard in my mind, and then after...hell I wanted your cock in me so bad. I wanted to come around you, I wanted to feel your cock spurting inside me. I really wanted you standing behind me and fucking me like that, driving your cock into me so hard, but I knew we couldn't do that."

"Not at the moment." I agreed, letting her run with her thoughts.

"God. Thank you. This is...well,.. really spectacular. Look at this. This part. See how yours is going crazy? This is mine. See how flat and straight it is until...well, until we start fucking in the fantasy? But yours was that way the whole time. It's not now, but it was then. Why isn't it now? I mean I'm touching you."

"I've found that it's not as simple as touch. Jan and I, well, we did it last night and then she slept on me. But when we woke up, even though she was laying on me there wasn't any of this. And after sex...I can still feel your emotions. Like now. I can feel the euphoria slowly fading away with your orgasm and I can feel a different excitement building in you, almost as passionate as your love making was, but not directed toward me, or sex, but toward something else."

"You can feel all that? Can you sense what I'm thinking?"

I closed my eyes and tried to tune out everything else. I could feel her emotions. Curiosity, satisfaction, desire and something else. I couldn't quite label it. It was more refined. More...longing. There it was...that was it. Like a dark hallway. There was a huge steel grate or doorway in front of it. I could feel her walk right up to it and shake it before turning away slowly, sadly. At first I didn't understand, and I suddenly knew why. 

"Yeah, I can. You still love him, even though you divorced. You still care and it's hard for you to be locked out of that."

"Yeah, I do. You're right. I wasn't even sure that's what I was thinking, but yeah, I was. My mind just went there all by itself. I was just thinking about not having anyone, and well...now you know why too. I have to test something. Can I bring in someone else?"

"You mean now?"

"Yeah, right now. While we're still feeling the effects of our orgasms." She said as she climbed off my lap and smoothed her skirt. She quickly pulled the lead wires from her chest and pulled her lab coat on, not bothering with the rest of her clothes, and started for the door. "I'll be right back." She said as she whisked out the door.

She wasn't gone long, only a few short minutes, before she came back with a young woman, probably not much more than twenty years old, wearing a similar white lab coat. "Scott, this is Cindy. Cindy, this is Scott." She said as she pulled the rolling chair around. "If you would Cindy. This is time critical. I want you to take your blouse off for me and have a seat."

Cindy looked curious, but moved quickly to pull her white lab coat off and then undo the front of the short dress she was wearing. She opened the top and pulled it down to her waist, leaving the dress bunched around her waist as she moved to sit in the chair. Her tits were...well, any description less than large would be just plain insulting. They were easily a double or triple D in size, obviously large for her rather petite frame. 

"The bra too please." Andria said as she moved toward Cindy with a hand full of wires and the sticky probe adhesives. Cindy reached behind her back, her face showing confusion and uncertainty, but none the less releasing an absolutely fantastic pair of tits to my view, making my cock, hiding under the gown I had retrieved while Andria was gone, tingle. 

"So you know what this is all about?" Cindy asked nervously as Andria attached the electrode between her breasts.

"Oh yeah. You married?" I asked her.

"No." she answered as Andria attached the electrode to the side of her breast.

"Boyfriend?"

"Not at the moment."

"Good." I answered as Andria retrieved the helmet and settled it on her head.

"Okay Cindy. You know how this all works. We're mapping a rather unusual brain activity in Scott. What I want you to do is to reach out and take Scott's hand."

"That's all? Just hold his hand?" Cindy asked, confusion written on her face.

"Yes. Trust me, you'll understand in a moment."

Cindy reached out to me and gently slipped her hand into mine.

 I/She could feel the sweat running down the sides of her neck, trickling down around her upper chest and collecting to dribble down between her own breasts as she worked the stair climbing machine in the gym. The gym was never crowded this time of night, in fact, she was usually one of only half dozen or so hospital employees working on the machines this late. She smiled to herself when she saw the two good looking men walk in, both in their twenties, like her, both exquisitely sculpted. The two of them, sometimes three, each worked out daily, like she did. Their arms and abs showed it, their microfiber muscle shirts and light weight athletic shorts left very little to the imagination. 

The taller of the two that showed up today, his sandy brown hair already looking mussed up, settled onto a weight machine directly across the aisle from where she was pumping her legs up and down rhythmically on the stair machine. She felt her pussy tingle slightly as she watched him lean over to set the machine and then settle back onto the padded seat to start pumping his legs out straight, each time lifting the stack of steel plates up and dropping them gently with a soft clank. 

She had hoped they would show up today, and had prepared appropriately. She moved one hand from the handbar of the machine to the hem of her thin tank top and lifted it to wipe her face, her huge tits momentarily exposed as she did so. She tugged the hem of the shirt back in place and looked ahead again, trying not to be obvious, but also wanting to see if he had seen her. The suddenly growing bulge in his shorts confirmed what she had hoped. 

She repeated the face wipe a few moments later, holding the top up even longer, exposing both her big round tits to him, each huge breast swaying side to side in time with her steps. She dropped the top and saw him staring at her and smiled back, a friendly, hopefully inviting smile. He returned the smile as he sat on the weight machine, watching her.

She slowed her steps and then stepped off the machine, stepping back and then turning toward the mirrored wall behind the stepping machine. She bent at the waist, her thin skin tight shorts pulling tight across her already wet pussy, her tits hanging down inside her shirt, straining the material. She wondered if he could see how wet she was already, if her light blue shorts were stained dark where she felt her pussy pressing against the material. She dug in her bag, pulled out a bottle of water and a towel and then stood back up. Watching him in the mirror she lifted the bottle and squeezed some of the water onto her face, the majority of it running and dripping off of her face to saturate the thin tank top she wore. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, the material of the top clearly clinging to her chest. She could almost make out the shape of her slightly puckered areola, let alone the obvious protrusions of her rock hard nipples. 

She wiped her face and then turned to walk over, and past him, choosing a weight machine directly behind him. She sat down, lifted her arms to the overhead bar and began to draw it down, pulling it time after time down toward her, each time allowing the material of the top to ride up to expose her bare stomach and stretch tightly across her tits. She smiled again to herself as she watched, out of the corner of her eye, him watching her, the bulge in his shorts getting even larger.




Awakening Ch. 07



She stood from the machine and looked around the gym quickly. There were only a few other people, herself, the sandy haired guy and the red haired guy that was part of the usual threesome. Yes, he had noticed too, pretending not to be staring at her as he worked some free weights with his arms, his gaze in the mirror fixed on her. Now was the time.

She walked over to a machine, more of a large steel frame than a machine, and stepped into it. She lifted her arms high above her head and grasped the bar and then backed up until her back was against the pad. She lifted her legs, sticking them straight out toward the sandy haired man, then spread them as far apart as the machine would allow. She closed her legs and then dropped them down again. She dropped to the platform of the machine and reached for the hem of her top, pulling it up and wiping her face. She gathered two large handfuls of the material and wiped her face, letting go and allowing it to stay hooked above her breasts, leaving them exposed as she reached up for the overhead bar again.

She lifted herself, lifted her legs and spread them wide before closing them and dropping them again. This part of the gym was a little more secluded, but she could still see several people working at the other end of the gym, their view of her mostly blocked by the array of machines between them. The two guys she wanted to see her though, they could easily see her as they stood no longer even trying to pretend they weren't looking. She dropped to the steel plate bottom of the machine again, grabbing her shirt and pulling it all the way off. She wiped her face, neck and chest, carefully lifting and wiping around and under each of her big breasts before dropping the shirt to the floor in front of her. She hooked her thumbs in the tight thigh length short and pushed them down, working the sweat soaked material down her legs until she could step out of them, leaving her in nothing but her shoes and a pair of short socks. Now almost nude, she reached for the bar again. 

"If this doesn't entice them they are hopeless," she thought to herself as she again lifted herself up, pushing her feet straight out and then spreading her legs again, her shaved pussy now fully exposed to them as she held the position for several seconds.

The sandy haired guy started walking toward her, so she held herself up and lifted her legs again, spreading them wide just as he reached the machine. He stepped to the machine, squatted down and stepped between her splayed legs. He stood up, her legs resting on his shoulders, and lifted her, her pussy inches from his face. 

He wasted no time sliding her toward his face, his tongue reaching out for her pussy. She felt his hard, hot, tongue spread her wet lips and slowly slide up between them, her juices seeming to leak freely from her as he stroked inch by inch along her smooth outer labium and between her soft inner lips. She gasped as the tiny electric shock that shot through her body, from her pussy to her nipples and beyond as his tongue bounced across her excited clit.

She felt him pull back and then begin another stroke, his tongue pushing deeper, the tip rubbing all the way along her pubic bone, teasing those little nerve ends so deliciously as he made his way again toward her clit. She was ready this time, reveling in the sensation of his tongue sliding across her clit, the little jolt of electricity drawing a small moan from her lips.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed what he was doing to her, her hands balancing herself by the overhead bar while he stroked and stroked her pussy, her arousal growing with each passing moment.

She felt him backing away, lowering her down in the machine, and she opened her eyes. The red haired man was there now as well, his shirt off, his smooth chest rippling with muscles as he reached up over his friend, reaching for her and grasping her sides right by her huge breasts, strongly. Between the two of them it seemed easy for them to carry her to a free weight bench and lay her down on the cold vinyl. 

They were stripped down as she was, wearing nothing but shoes, but she didn't care, all she cared about was the big fat cock that was hanging inches from her mouth. She reached out and grasped the red haired man's cock, drawing it toward her mouth as she opened to accept it. He pressed it into her mouth and then began stroking, pushing the fat shaft in and out of her his fat engorged head pressing against the back of her throat with each stroke.

She could also feel the other guy between her legs, his hard cock rubbing up and down her sopping pussy. She wished he's stop teasing and shove it in. She wanted to feel him fill her so badly. She tried to moan encouragement around the cock sliding in and out of her mouth, but it was unnecessary. 

She felt his fat cock spread her lips and then the entrance to her tunnel, stretching her, almost painfully as he pressed his shaft into her. The pain changed to pleasure as he pressed deeper, her tunnel sensing each inch that his mushroom head slipped by, her whole body seeming to revel in the sensations flowing like warm water over her body.

She felt him hit the end of her tunnel, his hard cock pressing against her cervix for a few brief moments before pulling back, sliding the full length of her tunnel, nearly popping from her before he thrust it forcefully into her again. She could hear herself moaning as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy, his fat cock making her whole body shake with each stroke.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Andria walk in, her body snugly encased in a tight yoga leotard. She felt a wet mouth engulf her left nipple, sucking it deeply as hands closed around her breast to lift and squeeze it. She felt the mouth lick around and around the turgid nipple before nibbling it slightly, adding to the sensations of the cock slamming into her pussy and the cock plunging into her mouth.

"AHHHHHHH!" she felt herself cry as her orgasm smashed into her, making her whole body buck. The cock in her mouth stuffed deeper, practically gagging and suffocating her as she tried to reach out and push it away, at the same time the cock in her pussy exploded, launching shot after shot of cum into her pussy. She felt each quirt of hot cum force its way between the fat cock and her tunnel walls until she could feel it squeezing out around her lips and dripping to the floor.

With the cock pushed back out of her mouth, Cindy was able to look around, finding Andria kneeling next to her, her mouth still working from tit to tit, teasing and sucking her huge nipples. She gasped for air as her orgasm started to fade.

The red haired guy stepped around to Andria and began to pull her leotard down off her shoulders and arms, dragging the tight material roughly down her body until she had to kick off her shoes and step out of it, leaving her completely naked. 

He pulled Andria over to the head of the bench and pushed her forward, bending her until the two girls faces were in each other's crotches. Cindy looked up at Andria's pussy, spread wide as the red haired guy pushed her legs apart and rubbed his engorged head against her lips.

Andria gasped as the fat cock pushed into her, at the same time feeling the soft wet tongue of Cindy rubbing gently on her now exposed clit. She held onto the support rails of the bench, hanging on for dear life as the guy began pounding into her pussy, her whole body moving on top of Cindy as she lay below her. Andria could feel her pussy stretch and expand around him as he stroked in and out of her. Each time he pulled back her pussy cried for the cock to come back, and each time it came back it moaned in pleasure at the sensations it sent racing through her whole body.

She stared down at Cindy's shaved pussy, her legs still spread wide as the guy stood between them, his hand stroking his now soft cock, trying to coax it back to hardness to participate in the scene before him. She reached out and grabbed his cock drawing him forward and feeding his soft cock into her mouth. She heard him groan in appreciation as she licked and sucked his and Cindy's cum from his cock, which started to slowly grow in her mouth, finally starting to harden and thicken.

He pulled his cock from her mouth and pressed it down, stuffing it into Cindy's pussy again, shoving it deep into her and causing her to moan below her.

The two of them felt each stroke, the two men seeming to be in synchronicity as they stroked, the two girls moving on top of each other, their sweaty bodies allowing their tits to rub against the other.

"Oh fuck. I'm going to come!" Andria squealed loudly as the sensations overwhelmed her body, little jolts of pleasure racing through her from the cock driving into her pussy and her tits, where Cindy was busy tugging and twisting her nipples from below her.

"AHHHHHH!" She cried loudly as Cindy let loose with a stream of profanity marking the start of her own orgasm. 

"OH FUCKING HELL YES! GOD DAMN FUCKING SHIT!" Cindy screamed as her whole body shook and trembled in the chair, her panties getting soaked by her own juices as she wiggled and squirmed in front of me.

"Oh fuck I'm going to come!" Andria gasped as her own body shook and jerked, one hand holding mine and the other holding onto the counter. I watched as she gasped for air and then sagged back against the counter.

Cindy's eyes cleared, no longer fogged over as they had appeared for the last few seconds. She pushed herself up, unzipped her skirt, pushed it, her panties and pantyhose down, before tugging them unceremoniously off, leaving her nude.

She stepped to my wheel chair, tossed aside the gown laying on my lap and only partly hiding my raging hardon. She climbed half onto my chair, gripping my cock and sticking it in the air as she aimed her pussy for it.

"OH FUCK YES!" She cried loudly as she slid down on my cock, her pussy expanding to contain me. "OHHHHHH FUCK!" She moaned as her ass hit my thighs. Using one leg on the floor and one leg hooked over the side of the chair, she began to ride up and down my shaft, moaning and gasping in pleasure as she bounced on me. I couldn't help but reach up and capture the two huge tits flying around sexily in front of me, drawing one up to my face to suck on while holding the other so I could play with her nipple.

"That's it! Suck em. Oh god yes. Nibble and bite em too! God I love having my tits sucked and nibbled. OH FUCK YES! DO that again!" She gasped as I closed my teeth around one nipple and pulled, stretching the soft white tit flesh out until it pulled the nipple from my teeth, scraping down the sides of the turgid nipple until it snapped back to its regular shape on the front of her boob.

One of her hands reached out for Andria and pulled it to her, pushing it down her front and jamming it against her clit. "Frig me. Oh god frig my little clit!" Cindy squealed as she plunged herself on and off my cock, her tits trying to bounce wildly in my hands.

I pushed my hips up, closing my eyes as my orgasm inched closer, which unlike the girls, hadn't had release yet. "I'm gonna come!" I grunted softly.

"Do it! Cum in my hot little cunt! Oh fuck yes cum deep inside me!" Cindy squealed loudly.

I felt her pussy contract as my cock swelled inside her and unloaded the first gush of hot cum. She slammed herself down on my lap and her body shook and twitched as she mumbled incoherently on my lap. I closed my eyes as my cock pumped up into her, emptying what I had left into her, which, unsurprisingly, seemed to be a bit less than what I had given to Andria so short a time ago.

"Ohhhhhh my god...oh my god." Cindy panted as she sat on my lap, her body still trembling periodically as her orgasm faded from her body. "God, Andria, what happened?"

"Incredible isn't it? I had the same reaction. I touched him, I lived, in only a few seconds an incredible fantasy that ended with me climaxing like crazy, and then I was still so fucking horny that I couldn't wait to get his cock in me. Mmmmmmmm god, it still makes my pussy tingle to think about it."

"Yeah. It does that."

"Now, tell me, what did you see, before you climbed on his lap I mean."

"I was in the gym, getting fucked by two guys. You were there too at the end." She said quietly.

"So had you ever fantasized about something like that?" Andria asked quietly.

"A few times."

"Just a few times?"

"Well, I went so far one time as to workout without any bra or panties, but I wasn't brave enough to flash any of the cute guys." Cindy responded, blushing slightly as she took the helmet off her head and handed it to Andria. She unstuck the leads from her chest and handed those wires over as well. "You know, I really don't want to get off." She whispered as she lifted herself carefully off my lap, letting my now soft cock slip from her.

"I don't exactly want you to either." I answered, finally letting go of her huge tits as she stood up. 

Andria came with a damp towel and cleaned me off before wiping herself between her legs, and then handing it to Cindy. Cindy wiped herself down and then slowly dressed herself again.

"How long was I blacked out when that fantasy was happening?" Cindy finally asked as she pulled her lab coat back on, looking the professional again and returning to that mental state as well.

"That's the incredible thing. Based on the data traces, only a few seconds."

"God it felt like at least half an hour."

"So who controls what we see? And does he see the same thing?" 

"Why don't you ask him?" Andria answered with a slight smile.

"So, Scott is it? Do you control what I see? And I guess, do you see the same thing?"

"The answer is that I seem to have a little control, but not a lot. I've learned I can influence it somewhat, but if I try to force something completely different it seems to morph back to what the woman is thinking, well for the most part anyway. I did get manage to turn one fantasy where I wanted it, but I was pretty motivated in that case.

"So you did that with Andria?" Cindy asked.

"Not really. I mean I was thinking of a beach and look where we ended up!" Andria said as she scrolled through the computer data on the screen in front of her.

"Yeah, that wasn't quite a beach, was it?" Cindy asked, looking over to Andria.

"Not hardly."

"So if you don't control it, do you see it or are you part of it?'

"I always see it. Sometimes I feel like a spectator, like with what you just experienced, I felt like I was just standing watching, but I could actually feel a lot of the sensations that you were feeling. Sometimes I'm right in the middle of it. I guess it depends on the character. One time I swear, I felt like I was a woman in a lesbian encounter."

"That's incredible. Does it happen any time a woman touches you?"

"Almost. Like right now, because we just physically had sex, there isn't much going to happen. And last night the lady in the bed next to me, well, let's just say that she spent much of the night snuggled up to me. This morning, when she still touching me, there wasn't anything happening that way then either."

"That's unreal. So what happens if someone accidently touches you?" Cindy asked.

"Ask Andria. It happened in the elevator."

"Well, to be frank, within seconds I had an orgasm right there in the elevator. That's what started all this." She said, waving at the computer. "This is so incredible. Look here. Look how these and these light up when he's touched. The brain waves are practically identical, almost in unison."

"That's incredible. I've never seen anything like that." Cindy said, stepping over to look at the screens. "Does it happen with guys too?" Cindy asked, turning to look at me.

"I'll be honest, I've been trying to avoid that." I said with a frown. "Last time wasn't exactly pleasant and I don't want to be involved in some gay guy experience again. I personally find that distasteful."

"You have a thing against gays?" Andria asked curiously.

"No, they can be what they are and that's fine, I just don't want to go down that road myself, so I'm trying to avoid it."

"But you don't have a problem with lesbians?"

"Not particularly."

"How about I a guy that I know is straight? Would you do it then?" Andria asked.

"I guess." I answered reluctantly.

"Cindy, go find Randal, would you?"

"Sure." Cindy responded before turning and walking swiftly from the small lab.

"So this Randal guy is definitely straight, right?"

"One hundred percent! Guaranteed. All I want you to do is let things happen, just like you did with me, and see what happens. When he comes in, just shake his hand, okay?"

"I suppose." I answered with a sigh.

Andria sat and stared at the computer screen, scrolling through the data it had collected, mumbling to herself from time to time. "This is just incredible. The parts of your brain that are lighting off with super activity are often considered part of the arousal mechanism. See here, the right orbitofrontal cortex and the Anterior cingulate cortex. They're going nuts. I'd love to get you into a PET scanner and map this in more detail. And look here. See this is mine. The Periaqueductal gray is pumping out electrical energy like a Christmas tree. No wonder my orgasm was so hard. It didn't even light up that much when I was having actual sex with you. God this is incredible!"

"If you say so." I answered, feeling a bit like a lab rat.

"I'm sorry. It's just that I've never seen this much activity in one person on these areas. Yeah, we need to get you into a PET scanner for sure."

"What's a PET scanner?"

"It's a big machine that we can use to measure exactly which parts of the brain are most active, not just the general area like this does, but look almost at a cross section of your brain and see what parts are active."

"Sounds uncomfortable."

"Not at all. We'd lay you on the bed, get some base line data and then have someone hold your hand and see what happens in your brain. Should be fun, especially if you select who you want to connect with so it's a pleasurable encounter rather than a surprise."

"You're assuming that I really know who's thinking what. So far I haven't."

"Well, we'll worry about that later. First I have to schedule some PET time." She said as Cindy walked back in with a tall thin guy in his early to mid-thirties. His glasses marked him as a bit of a geek, but otherwise a normal looking guy.

"Hi, I'm Randal Groves." He said, holding his hand out to me.

I reached out and took his hand to shake it.

 He sat behind his desk sorting through papers when the door opened, drawing his attention. At first he didn't think anything of Cindy walking in, that was routine given the projects they were working on, but when Jennifer and Ramona followed in he shifted his attention. Ramona closed the door behind them and all three of them walked toward his desk, stopping about half way across from the door.

"I know you look at us. We thought maybe it was time for us to let you see, up close and personal. But it's not without a cost. You have to pay a price. You have to make each of us come!" Cindy said in a husky sultry voice.

"Sure!" Randal answered, staring as the three started undressing. It only took a few moments before the lab coats were lying on the floor and the three women were undoing the buttons of their blouses. He stared as Cindy exposed her huge tits encased in a lacy sexy bra that seemed less than adequate to hold her big globes. Ramona shed her shirt next, a half bra lifting and holding her big round chest, her Latin skin much darker than Cindy, her areola covering nearly a third of the front of her tits, her hard nipples nearly as big around as his finger. Jennifer was the last to shed her shirt, her round firm tits completely exposed, not needing a bra at all to hold their shape. Cindy tossed aside her bra while Ramona unclasped hers, letting it slide down her body to the ground. 




Awakening Ch. 07



The three stood for a few moments and then moved their hands to their skirts, Jennifer's sliding down first to expose a triangle of blond curls that matched her long hair. His already growing cock seemed to jump at the realization that she wore no underwear of any kind. Ramona's skirt slid down her legs, leaving her in a tiny black thong panty and thigh high black stockings. Cindy was the last to drop her skirt, holding it intentionally until his gaze focused back on her. The skirt slid down, leaving her standing in nothing but heels, her shaved smooth pussy completely exposed. Ramona briefly attracted his attention as she slipped her panty off, only the smallest of black tufts of hair showing on her mound, her lips shaved clean and appearing baby smooth.

The three of them advanced on the desk, Cindy climbing onto it, pushing his computer screen and keyboard aside as she climbed onto it, kneeling at first but then sitting and turning her bare pussy toward him, or me? Cindy lifted her legs and spreading them wide to expose her glistening bare lips to me as I looked at her from behind the desk where Randal was just standing.

Ramona and Jennifer wasted no time in quickly working on my clothes, undoing as much as they could without me standing up. Cindy reached for my hands and guided me up while the girls on each side of me quickly undressed me, exposing me as much as they were. 

"Such a nice cock!" Cindy said in a soft hot voice, her hands slowly stroking my long shaft. "I want it. I want you to fuck me with this hot cock." She practically growled.

Cindy pulled my cock toward her pussy while Ramona slid the chair back, stepping behind me to press her hips to my ass and push me toward Cindy's waiting pussy.

"Ohhhhh yeah. That's it baby! Fuck me!" Cindy groaned as my cock slid slowly into her, her hot wet pussy enveloping me inch by delicious inch. Finally my hips pressed against her firm round ass, allowing me to start my first outward stroke. Slowly I pulled it back as Cindy looked at me, her eyes smoldering with desire, her ruby red lips slowly being licked by her own tongue. Leaving only my head inside her, I stopped, and then drove deep and fast into her pussy, drawing a cry of pleasure from her lips. "Fuck yes baby! Fuck my little pussy hard and fast!"

I drove into her time and again, plunging myself into her to the hilt and then pulling part way back before I drove in again. Each stroke smashed my cock into her tunnel and my thighs into her sweet bare ass, making her tits bounce and wiggle with abandon. Cindy reached out with her feet, hooking them behind me and using her legs to help pull me into her with each stroke.

Ramona, tired of being ignored, climbed onto the desk and straddled Cindy, bending at the waist and pushing her ass and pussy out toward my face. I let go of Cindy's legs and reached up for Ramona, grabbing at her thighs and pulling her back toward me as I continued to plough into Cindy's pussy over and over.

"That's it sweetie. Lick my pussy. Get it all nice and wet so that when you're done fucking her you can put that nice fat cock in my hot little cunt!" Ramona moaned as I licked up between her fat out lips and her soft protruding inner lips.

It only took a few licks before she was moaning loudly, my tongue sweeping across her clit with each stroke, and each stroke teasing her orgasm closer to climax.

"OH FUCK HERE IT COMES!" Cindy screamed suddenly, her pussy contracting around my sliding shaft, her whole body shaking and twitching for long minutes as she orgasmed on my cock. I continued to slide in and out of her pussy, driving her climax on and on until she could take it no longer and pulled away, unhooking her legs and making room for Jennifer to climb onto my desk in her place. Cindy sat panting in a chair by my desk while Jennifer slid onto my desk on her stomach, pushing herself back toward me until her legs pushed out on either side of me, her ass sticking up and her hand reaching from between her legs for my hard cock.

"That's it Randal. Push it in." She cooed as the pressure on my head, embedded in her wet pussy, encouraged me to push forward. I could feel her incredibly tight pussy slowly expanding, her moans and wiggles as sexy as the sensations her pussy was sending along my fat shaft.

She slowly put her legs over the edge of the desk and backed farther, until she was mostly standing, bend over the desk, her feet nearly to the floor while I was slowly stroking my cock in and out of her.

"God I love it from behind." Jennifer moaned as I pumped my shaft in and out of her pussy. 

"Want some company?" Ramona asked, slowly pushing away from me and dropping to her hands and knees on the desk. She slowly lowered herself down, pushing her ass out at me until her pussy was resting almost on Jennifer's ass. "Now you can take your pick. A tight white pussy or an even hotter Latin pussy!" Ramona cooed, looking over her shoulder at me.

I pulled my cock from Jennifer and pressed my head to Ramona's wet lips, slipping easily inside. I pushed fully forward, my body pressing against both of their backsides as my cock buried itself deep into Ramona. I started plunging in and out of her, driving my cock over and over into her, only to stop after a couple short minutes to change which pussy I was driving into.

I heard Jennifer start to come first, her moans growing by the moment as I stroked into her. It was time to switch, but I wanted to wait for her to finish, so slid a hand between my stomach and Ramona's ass and pressed my thumb against her ass, slowly expanding her dark little asshole as I pushed my thumb into her.

In and out I went, my cock and my thumb keeping time, both of them moaning loudly. Jennifer's pussy suddenly clenched around me, juices gushing from her and spraying my legs as she climaxed hard and long.

I waited, holding my cock inside her, allowing her to wiggle and move on me as much as she could under Ramona as she came. Finally I felt her body soften, her stiff muscles easing as she panted for breath.

Pulling my cock from her I pushed it deep into Ramona again and started stroking, pushing my thumb and my cock in and out together. Her screams of pleasure echoed in the office. "FUCK ME! GOD FUCKING DAMN YES! FUCK MY PUSSY AND MY SWEET LITTLE ASS!" she screamed over and over as both or orgasms built.

"OH FUCK I'm GOING TO COME!" Ramona screamed as her body started to shake. "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!" She cried over and over as her body trembled. I could feel her pussy spasming around me, her already tight pussy even tighter as it clenched around me, inching me closer to climax.

"I want it on me! I want it all over my face and tits." Ramona moaned as she came on top of Jennifer and my desk.

Ramona unsteadily pushed herself off of me and slid off the desk, Jennifer following close behind. The three of them dropped to their knees, Cindy in the middle, reaching out and grabbing my cock. They took turns sucking my cock into their mouths while Cindy stroked me, long slow strokes that seemed to stoke my orgasm like a fire, my balls screaming for release. 

"I can't hold back any more." I groaned as Ramona took my cock out of her mouth yet again.

Cindy aimed me at Ramona's face just as the first jet of hot cum lanced up into the air, splattering on Ramona's face. Over and over again my body jerked, spewing cum over the three of them, their faces, their tits, even their hair. The amount of cum surprised even me, yet the girls seemed unfazed by the amount, each of them slowly licking and wiping the cum around each other's bodies, their mouths working across nipples, and areola, sucking and kissing with abandon.

"Oh god." I gasped, releasing his hand. I didn't know how long it took, but it couldn't have been long. My cock, now protruding from under the pile of cloth that was my gown, had unloaded a huge load all over my chest and stomach, some shots having reached all the way to my shoulders. 

Randal looked a bit embarrassed as he tried to hold the front of his lab coat closed.

"Fuck what was that?" He asked Andria.

"Did you orgasm?" Andria asked him quietly.

"Yeah, but what was that? I mean shit!" He said looking around confused.

"Just a little experiment." Andria said with a smile. "Do you need to clean up?"

"Just a bit." He said, shaking his head. "How did you do that?"

"I didn't." Andria said as she handed Randal a small towel. "Scott here seems to have facilitated it."

"How long was I out? I mean it had to be what, ten, fifteen minutes at the least."

"Less than a few seconds." Andria answered as Randal turned around and opened his pants to wipe away some of the cum trapped in his underwear with a small towel Andria had handed him.

"Geez. Next time warn me, okay?"

"I would have Randal, but I wanted a cold reaction."

"You got a reaction, but it was anything but cold." Randal answered.

"Thanks Randal. I appreciate it." Andria said quietly as Randal turned back around, still fastening his pants, a huge wet spot high on one leg where his cum was soaking into his pants.

"Yeah. I guess." He said, shaking his head as he walked away.

Andria walked across the room and picked up a fresh hand towel, dampened it and brought it back to Cindy who was nervously standing close to me, but not touching me. "Me?" she asked.

"Yes, you."

Cindy reached out, apparently expecting another episode, to clean me. Her hand wrapped around my cock and moved it as she began to wash away the cum that it sprayed all over. "God you really came hard." She whispered. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone shoot so far. Some of that had to have gone completely over your head."

"Well, it was a pretty intense image."

"Someone I know?"

"You and two other women." I answered, "Kneeling on the floor stroking me/him off so that he/I'd squirt all over the three of you."

"Ramona and Jennifer?"

"Latin woman and a blond?"

"Yeah, that's them. Figures. Always thought he had a bit of a crush on us."

"Not so much a crush as a desire for the three of you to fuck him together." I whispered.

"Really? Damn. I didn't think he had balls that big. Not that we'd ever to that with him, but impressive that he thinks he can handle three of us at once."

"Yeah, well, it seems he would like to."

She chuckled to herself softly as she finished cleaning me up.

"Wanna take him back up to his room please?" Andria said, looking at the data again. 

"Sure." Cindy answered, standing up to unhook all the wires still attached to me. She helped me get my gown back in place and then wheeled me out and headed back to my room.

"I think your case is very interesting." She said quietly. "I wasn't expecting what I got. I have to say it was pretty intense."

"So you really have the hots for those guys?"

"I don't know that I have the hots for them as you put it, but I have noticed them and fantasized a few times about doing something like that. Yeah, one time I was going to flash em and even didn't wear a bra, but I didn't have the nerve to go through with it."

"Well, it looks like if you had you'd have wanted a lot more."

"I guess so." She said as she wheeled me into my room. She helped me up into the bed, got me all settled in and then headed back out again after a quiet goodbye.



Awakening Ch. 07: Sappho Surprise



I was more than just a bit curious when we finally ended up in an old, mostly vacant, manufacturing part of town. It was obvious that she had made this trip plenty of times before. Emma knew exactly where she was going and made the turns without effortlessly. It was almost as if the car was on auto-pilot. It dawned on me that I was going to get a peek at Emma's private world. Damn, even though I'd known her forever, the last two days had blown my mind. She was now an enigma, and I was dying to know what makes her tick. 

I stared up at the old broken buildings appreciating wonderful design work in the intricate stone in the old construction. We rode in silence among the deteriorating buildings and my curiosity about our destination was ratcheting up. Emma's silence said volumes about our destination because wherever we were going was clearly one of her haunts. My angst grew with every turn; I was so ready for more training and I wanted to learn it from Emma. She slowed the car and turned down a narrow side street into a parking lot with some serious security fencing around it. She shut the car off and turned to me with a triumphant smile, "Here we are dearie. Your next big adventure is just about to begin. Pay attention." 

Hmmmm, another adventure; seriously? Good god, I'd been through so much in the last two days. I couldn't begin to image what she might have planned. She was eying me, giving me one of her looks and trying to sound ominous but I could tell by the twinkle in her eye that she couldn't wait to get where ever we were going. This wasn't going to be your normal Sunday morning. I could feel it. The anticipation was exhilarating and it amped up the sexual buzz churning through my body. I was all in for whatever was coming my way. 

As I slid out of her BMW I caught my reflection in the car window. Shit, the bright sun light turned my blouse totally sheer. It looked as if I had nothing on at all. Obviously part of the plan. We met me at the rear of the car and she gave me a quick peck on the lips and playfully pinched at my very aroused nipples, "Have I told you how beautiful you look this morning, my dear slut?" I was getting ready for one of her wonderful kisses, but without waiting for a response she latched on to each nipple and pinched hard. I winced in pain and yelped. She stared straight into my eyes as she twisted hard causing searing pain to shoot through me. "Remember slut, you're mine and you do exactly as I tell you." 

What the fuck! My nipples hurt like hell. She kept pinching my hard nipples and the searing pain throbbed throughout my tits. The look on her face and the commanding tone of her voice excited the shit out of me. Inexplicably my pussy was on fire and I didn't understand the feelings I was experiencing. I was tingling all over and excited like never before. I nodded slowly up and down. Unbelievable, I'd never been so keyed up. The pain combined with her tone had my entire body quivering. Even my nipples got bigger and harder. Shivers ran down my spine and goose bumps sprang up all over my body. Fuck, I knew I'd do whatever she asked me to do. 

She pursed her lips and blew me a kiss as she let my nipples go, feigning mock concern as she smoothed the blouse where she wrinkled it while pinching me, "Aw, look what I've done, I've wrinkled your blouse slut." She patted the material and pretended to smooth it out as she flicked my nipples sending little shock waves down to my pussy. She was having fun toying with my oversized nipples. The pain was finally mostly gone and I was starting to enjoy the attention. Then surprisingly, as if an unheard command had been issued, she turned, took my hand like nothing had happened and led me down the narrow side alley. 

As soon as I took a step, the little rubber dong wedged snugly at the entrance of my pussy made its presence known. It gently caressed my love tunnel and even though the phallus was on the small side, the intrusion made walking normally an interesting adventure. Ever step caused the fake cock to rub against my swelling clit in the nicest of ways. In a half a dozen steps I was in heaven. Damn, it was a great little toy. Emma still hadn't turned the vibrator on. It was so unlike her not to tease me. 

I quickly learned that if I crossed my feet over one another when I took a step, I could force the little cock in deeper. I had to walk very deliberately to do it, but it was fun. I was really working the little cock in my pussy and about half way down the alley I was lagging behind Emma. She glanced back and quipped, "Why so slow slut, got something stuck in your cunt?" She laughed and giggled at her stupid wisecrack. Little did she know how much fun I was having. Finally we reached a door with an old battered "Entrance" sign on it; damn, how clever. The "e" at the end of the word was missing and it had been written in with Magic Marker. 

Emma opened the door and motioned for me to walk forward. I stepped carefully into the small, dimly lit room making full use of the step to squeeze my thighs together to push the hard rubber in deeper. The little room piqued my curiosity immediately. First, there was just barely enough light to navigate the room. Second, it appeared we'd just walked into an office right out of the eighties. As our eyes adjusted to the light, I could see an old steel desk sitting in the middle of the room with a couple of chairs in front of it. An old goose neck lamp, providing the only light in the room, illuminated the ancient CRT and keyboard that sat on the desk. Some beat up old filling cabinets lined the wall. The place was musty and dingy, like we were on the set of an old suspense thriller. It was definitely campy and cool.

Emma walked to the desk and used typed something into the keyboard. She sauntered back to me swaying her hips like a stripper. Her bare hips looked sexy as hell. She put her arm around my waist and hugged me tightly. I could feel the warmth of her fingers through the thin blouse. She caressed the bottom of my breast through the soft leather as we stood quietly. Several seconds passed and a spot light in the ceiling flipped on illuminating a door in the corner that had been hidden in the shadows. Then there was the hum of something electronic and the door buzzed open. Fuck, how cool. This place was right out of a spy movie. It was the perfect way for any adventure to start.

Emma's hand slid from my waist into the small of my back and pressed gently heading us down a short hallway. Emma slid her arm around my waist and our hips rubbed erotically as we walked the half dozen steps into a lavishly decorated reception area. A classic, ivory colored French Provincial desk was in the middle of the room. The brunette sitting at the desk stopped what she was doing and sat back in her chair. The vision smiling at us was quite literally the most stunningly gorgeous female I'd ever in my life seen. 

Everything about her was astonishing; the low cut electric blue bustier, her dark lush wavy hair, her perfectly made up eyes, her smooth porcelain skin, and her warm enchanting smile. But, her most striking feature was her humongous tits. I mean they weren't just huge, they were unbelievably huge. I mean watermelon sized huge. They were fucking gigantic. I had no idea how the laws of gravity allowed the blue satin bustier to hold them in. I've never seen so much awe inspiring cleavage on one luscious lady in my life. My god her body was mind-boggling. She beamed at Emma with her sultry eyes, "Good morning Miss Emma. Welcome back to Sappho's. It's so wonderful to see you this morning. How may we serve you today? 

I'm sure I looked the total moron gawking at her with my mouth hanging wide open. I was lost in my feelings of lust. I just stared at her. Her voice was sweet and sing-songy. Jeez, the combination of her looks and voice was hypnotic. See was definitely the total package. She made a first impression that would not soon be forgotten. I was totally content just to stand there and stare at her tits and listento her talk. Damn, she was fucking hot!

She gave Emma her full attention, but kept stealing quick glances at me. Her eyes never got past my tits. She must have liked mine as much as liked hers. Little did I know how wrong my impression was? There definitely was something about the way she looked at me that I couldn't figure out. She was definitely very curious about something. Emma smiled back at the brunette, "Thank you Julie. As always, it's quite lovely to see you too. You look absolutely striking this morning. Please, let me get a good look at you sweetie." Emma twirled her hand in the arm motioning for the girl to do a spin for her. 

Julie pushed her chair back slowly and leaned forward as she pushed against the beautiful, ornate desk to stand. The weight of mammoth tits pushed the low cut satin garment to its limits and as she straightened, the pink, bumpy skin around her nipples slowly peeked out from under the satiny top. So fucking sexy!

I was hoping for a total wardrobe malfunction in the worst way, but no luck. Julie slid gracefully from behind the beautiful desk and did a slow, polished pirouette wearing a pair of the highest heels I'd ever seen. The bright blue stilettos were ungodly tall. They had to be at least six inches and I had no idea how she made spinning around look so easy. I would have tripped and been on my ass for sure, but she seemed totally comfortable in the incredible high shoes. Not only did they make her six feet tall, they made the muscles in her legs flex nicely as she did Emma's bidding. 

As she slowly turned for Emma, I surveyed every inch of her from head to toe. Not only were her tits one of the world's true wonders, there was a wide space at the apex of her thighs. It was quite sexy and damned alluring. I fell in love with the look immediately and wished that I looked like here. Her belly button was pierced and was adorned with the deepest azure blue pendant; fucking sexy. And her legs, her shapely legs went all the up to one of the most strikingly gorgeous asses I'd ever experienced. Julie was one spectacularly exceptional lady. 

Julie filled out the skimpy outfit like few could. It was evident that the bustier had been custom made for her one of a kind body. Her sheer blue stockings matched the bustier perfectly and they attached to thin blue garters extending down her creamy thighs. Her pussy was covered, barely, by a teeny rectangular patch of bright blue satin that was no wider than a couple of fingers and came up just high enough to cover her pussy slit. The sides of the thong were pulled up high on her flared hips and the contrast of the bright blue on her creamy thigh looked fucking hot. Damn, she was simply world class gorgeous. Someone with great taste had dressed her perfectly and did her make up to match. The heavy eye shadow in two tones of blue, offset with blue eye liner made her eyes sparkle with mischief. Just looking at her made my mouth water and my pussy start to leak again. 

Emma took several steps until she was directly in front of Julie. At first she just stared at Julie like she was reading her mind, but then she grinned and a warm smile filled her face. Julie stood stone still as Emma extended her hand and began rubbing the shiny satin material covering her gigantic right tit. She gazed longingly at Emma and even leaned in a little. Emma looked transfixed as she purred at the beautiful brunette, "You look simply gorgeous Julie." Emma's fingers moved in small, slow circles at the end of her breast and I could see the young girl's hardened nipples through the fabric. 

Emma teased the nipple seemingly forever until she started tracing larger circles, finally reaching the skin above the satin. It was mesmerizing watching Emma stroke the soft pale skin. She drug her fingernails over the tiny bumps that seemed to swell under the touch. Emma shifted closer to Julie and her other hand came forward, gently pressing her fingers against the silky thong as she whispered, "And, I bet you taste just as delicious as always, don't you?"

Julie moaned softly and her eyes closed as Emma rubbed small circles on the minuscule bit of cloth. Julie gasped involuntarily as the shiny patch of fabric slowly began to disappear into her pussy. Her breathing was heavy and erratic. Damn, Emma was finger fucking her right here in the lobby and we'd only been here two minutes. I was in heaven. Watching Emma have her way with the young girl was mind boggling. Emma continued the assault and Julie's massive tits wobbled like jello as Emma made her sway and twitch. The spectacle was fucking amazing. 

Emma lifted her hand and curled her index and middle finger into a hook. She smiled at me as if to say "watch this" and ran her curled fingers up and down Julie's exposed pussy. Julie spread her legs wider and opened her pussy for Emma. Damn, what a slut. Emma toyed with Julie until her hand was covered with the girl's juices. Emma pushed her fingers in the gaping hole. Julie squirmed and closed her eyes as Emma's 'hook" caught on the entrance of the girl's tunnel. Julie let out a low groan and I could tell by the look on her face she was lost in what Emma was doing. 

Emma leaned into Julie's ear whispering things that I couldn't hear. While she whispered, Emma lifted Julie with a soft tug on the girl's pussy. Julie eyes sprang open for an instant as she rose onto her toes extending her arms to Emma to steady herself. The scene playing out in front of me was dreamlike. Emma pulled again, lifting Julie for several seconds, then letting her down. Emma's kinky bitch-side was in full swing as she lifted the beautiful slut over and over again. They were into it and watching them was hot. Then I got it. This was a regular game with them. Wow, I was dense, but finally catching on. 

What a rush. Julie was twitching like a marionette. Every time Emma lifted, Julie flexed up on her tip toes. They were both into their little game and I could see the thrill in Emma's eyes as she made the girl dance on her finger tips. Emma stopped lifting the girl, but her fingers stayed hooked in Julie's pussy. It was kinky and so nasty. Then Emma very slowly and very deliberately started pulsing her fingers in and out of Julie's pussy attacking her g-spot. Damn! 

The sloshing sounds coming from her pussy were incredible. Emma increased the speed of her fingers and in no time Julie's face contorted as she began to shudder and convulse. The girl groaned and slumped onto Emma as the waves of pleasure swept over her body. Emma really knew how to get Julie off. It had only been a few minutes of the intense finger fucking before she'd orgasm'd. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavy. Her eyes were barely opened, but she was gazing dreamily at Emma as she held onto her for support. Emma held the girl and kissed her face softly until she recovered. 

Julie smiled. She had that weak, can't hardly move, just orgasmed look on her face, "Thank you so much Miss Emma. Yes, I hope my pussy tastes as good as you remember it tasting. You're always too kind." With some effort, Julie leaned toward Emma and did the European cheek kissing thing and stepped back still glowing, "Thank you again Miss Emma." 

Emma smiled, still licking the sticky juices from her fingers, "Mmmm, you taste exquisite Julie. Your pussy is quite a treat. You're always one of my favorites."

Julie was addicted. I could tell. She blatantly offered herself to Emma for more and the look on her face told you everything you needed to know. Her satiny thong was buried inside her cunt somewhere and Julie wanted more. I knew exactly how Julie felt. I'd been there before. I knew the feeling of Emma's fingers bringing you to orgasm and the intense longing for her to do it again and again. The desire was overpowering and there was no controlling it once Emma got the passion started. Julie definitely wanted more and was nearly pleading as she spoke, "How else may I serve you today, Miss Emma?" She made no effort to pull her thong out of her pussy and made no effort to hide how much she wanted Emma to do her again.

I could tell that Emma was through playing with Julie for today, which was unfortunate. I could go on watching forever, I was buzzing and tingling. Then it hit me. This wasn't just Emma having sex with a hot chic. This was who Emma was and this had been a demonstration of how kinky things could get. Emma stared a Julie's pussy with half closed eyes and then blew me a kiss. She was teasing me. I liked the message she was sending me. Damn, she was good. 

She turned to Julie, "I think we'll do brunch today Julie. Would there be a table in the Quim Room? I like the privacy." Damn, there was something so totally hot the way Emma said it.

Julie struggled but shuffled slowly back to the desk. She bent over putting more strain on her top and consulted the big book on her desk. I thought for sure her torpedo tits would tumble out as she bent over, but magically they didn't. Julie had regained her composure when she looked up and beamed at Emma again, "There certainly is Miss Emma." Julie bent again to write in the big book and we got another long look at her tantalizing cleavage. Damn they were enormous. 

Emma slid her arm around me and pulled me to her. She kissed my cheek and slipped her tongue in my ear sending shivers down my spine. Emma whispered loudly, "Julie can be quite the tasty little slut and you have much in common. You have the wettest cunts I've ever played with. I want to watch you two someday soon." 

My brain was swirling and Julie blushed but didn't say anything. Emma took my hand and gave it a soft, loving squeeze as she continued, "Amy dearie, you know you are one hot little slut, and when we go into the dining room the ladies are going to be enthralled with you." Emma had a big conspiratorial grin on her face and smiled knowingly at Julie. I glanced at Julie and she was the poised, polished Julie I'd first met. Not the total slut that Emma had toyed with. She had the same knowing smile on her face. I looked to Emma again. She just smiled and blew a little kiss at me, "Let's go make a scene." Fuck, my adventure was truly just about to start!

As Emma was talking, Julie made a very sexy show of adjusting her top and tucking her titties in. She rearranged each creamy mound and gave us a good look at each of her tits. Everything about them was huge. Julie gave me a naughty smile and winked when she was through. Damn, I liked this chic's attitude. I was definitely looking forward to party time. 

She fixed her top, but did nothing to put the little thong in place. Hmmmm, I wondered if that was part of the game. Either way, her bare pussy didn't bother her in the least. She turned toward the doorway and said, "Please follow me Miss Emma." I watched her gorgeous ass disappear through the doorway and we followed her. As she led us to our table she was the picture of style and grace, not the little sex puppet I just got to watch. She glided effortlessly in those hugely tall heels as we headed for the main room; everything was fucking amazing.

Emma took my hand and led me through the doorway. I'd seen that look on her face before. It was right before she put the blindfold on me. Hmmm, well, I guess it was game on. My mind was buzzing at the possibilities and I realized my pussy was leaking buckets into the rubber panties. I wondered if Emma could hear the sloshing sounds as I carefully walked behind her trying to force the rubber cock in deeper. I was still surprised that Emma still hadn't turned the dildo on. The anticipation of the surprise was killing me, but right now I was thrilled with it rubbing so nicely against my clit. 

It was quite a treat following Julie. Thank god she had to walk slowly in the tall heels and I could concentrate on working the dildo in my panties. Her backside was world class and the two half moons of gorgeous flesh swayed softly side to side with every step. The tiny strip of bright blue satin running up between her ass cheeks twitched delightfully as she balanced in those bright blue heels. She was like watching a runway model; she was so sensual and so statuesque. 




Awakening Ch. 07: Sappho Surprise



As we entered the dining room, heads began turning in our direction. Emma glanced back at me quickly and winked as she squeezed my hand again. Obviously the game was on and the people in the room were very interested in us. I could only see the side of Emma's face but I could tell by the smile this was part of her plan. Then the surprise in my pussy started to vibrate and it caught me a bit off guard and I nearly stumbled. Thank god she only had it on a low speed or I probably would have fallen down. The mechanical vibrations coming from my pussy felt wonderful and each step made the special bump on the plug vibrate against my clit. Fuck, this pair of panties was worth every penny Emma paid for them. 

Emma knew many of the ladies and was really into acknowledging each of the nods and smiles, and mouthed "Hellos." Hmmmm, so this was what it's all about. I was the new pussy on Emma's arm and I was there to be on display. Hmmm, I'd never thought of myself as just pussy, but I liked the idea. Being a slut made we tingle all over. I guess it helped that the wonderful vibrations in my cunt were spreading throughout my body. The heads just kept turning in our direction. Hmmmm, so I was a sex object. I liked it!

This whole scene was awesome. I felt kinky and naughty. That's two things I would never have said about myself before today. I smiled to myself, but I couldn't contain it and it spread across my entire face. I felt a stirring I'd never felt before; like when Emma pinched my titties earlier. I felt the need to really be a slut so I thrust my very visible titties out proudly and held my head high as I smiled uncontrollably. Forty-eight hours ago I wouldn't have been caught dead in public in this skirt and blouse, but I after the weekend I had, I couldn't imagine being dressed in anything else. I knew I looked hot and sexy and inviting. They could look at me all they wanted. In fact I liked the idea of being on display. I wanted to make them hot and horny. I felt my nipples harden as they brushed against the sheer material every time I swayed my hips; fucking awesome! 

I started gazing back at the ladies eying us. It was fun catching someone staring at us. As I glanced around the room, I started to really look at the interior. The décor of the dining room had the look and feel of the Victorian era; lots of velvets and crushed velour. The room was softly lit and even though the ceiling was slightly vaulted it felt cozy and intimate. Small chandeliers sparkled above the gorgeous women, seated at tables covered in bright white linens and lots of stemware. Tasteful paintings of beautiful, large breasted ladies in various sex acts hung throughout the room. Every aspect of the décor had been thoroughly attended to. The last thing that I noticed is that there were no men anywhere in the place. Sappho's was more than just very impressive and absolutely beautiful. Its clientele was definitely a special group of ladies. 

My body and my brain were totally buzzing with feelings I'd never felt before. I needed to let Emma know my feelings that very instant. I reached my free hand up to the one Emma was holding and squeezed her softly with both hands hoping it would let Emma know I was all hers. She glanced back quickly, smiled and nodded. She understood my message perfectly. 

I couldn't put my finger exactly on the emotions I was feeling. I'd never felt anything like this before. An intense euphoria had taken over my being. The feeling was intensely satisfying. This was clearly the first time I'd ever experienced just being me and I was enjoying it. I didn't care what anybody but Emma thought. Right this very now, I loved being dressed like a whore. Not just because it pleased Emma and I truly wanted to please her, but I felt great showing myself off. 

I loved that Emma made me wear panties with a vibrating dildo in them. Right now that little dildo was inside my pussy buzzing away nicely as we walked. I loved being new meat on Emma's arm. I liked the ladies looking at me and my tits. Realizing how I felt and knowing that I was free of all my inhibitions was sexually invigorating. I relished everyone looking at us; no, not us, looking at me. Deep inside where my psyche was, I totally happy. The huge smile on my face got even bigger and I started swaying my hips like a porn queen, doing my best to flash my panty covered ass cheeks.

By the time we were half way across the room, the curiosity in us was waning a bit, but I kept playing eye tag with every lady that took interest. One hot chic was really interested in me so we locked eyes for a long minute. She was beautiful and dressed quite sexy. She wore a very racy black fringe top that allowed her big tits and nipples to poke through. Her black leather collar was adorned with the word "cunt." Hmmm, I giggled wondering if she was, or whether she was just warning people. I thought I was funny as hell. Then I noticed that a lot of the ladies were wearing collars. Some were leather like mine; others were finely crafted out of precious metals; fucking kinky. I liked the vibe of this place. I smiled again. I fit right in.

Julie stopped at a short set of steps raising her hand palm up for us to go up. Just as I was about to lift my leg, Emma turned the dildo to high. The jolt surprised me and I stumbled slightly as I lifted my leg to go up the steps. I recovered, jerking my head toward Emma. By the look on her face I knew she had it planned and she get tremendous pleasure from my reaction. Hmmm, Emma just gave me a lesson about control. It was very nice indeed. I liked her teaching methods. 

The high speed buzz in my pussy was very intense and made walking difficult. My clit had become intensely sensitive and I really had to concentrate on each step, but finally made it up the stairs and to our table without a problem. Man my pussy was really buzzing and as soon as I sat down I crossed my legs to intensify the sensation. Thankfully once Emma was seated, she lowered the speed to a very nice buzz. The hum was nice...very, very nice indeed.

We were seated in a beautiful, raised alcove with only four tables. The lighting was slightly lower and the area was definitely built for privacy. The art work on the walls was exquisite. Each was a tropical flower from some exotic locale photographed and framed beautifully. Julie stood tableside close to Emma making sure her bare pussy was on full display. She looked to Emma and got a return nod. She began as if proudly teaching the newbie. She called my attention to the art and explained that each piece was actually artistically photographed female genitalia done by a world renowned artist. Julie spoke about each piece as if she personally knew each vagina, each set of pussy lips and each of the clitorises. She enjoyed explaining the intricacies of each beautiful piece. Listening to her hypnotic voice describe each model's vagina was almost like watching porn and an incredible fucking turn on. 

I regarded the beautiful photographs with a new found interest and marveled at how the artist had highlighted the beauty of female genitalia colorizing certain parts to emphasize and enhance the unique physical characteristics of each lady. One woman's large outer lips were a beautiful sensual pink tone while the protruding clitoris on another was vibrant orange. Each was a true work of art and incredibly erotic once you knew what you were looking at. Without thinking I commented aloud, "Wow, I really like the one with the pink clit and big gold pussy lips. That looks delicious." Damn, I liked hearing myself say it and I found myself wondering if my pussy was pretty enough to be captured on canvas like these. At some point I'd have to ask Emma if she would have my pussy professionally photographed.

Once she was done explaining the art work, Julie asked if there was anything else she could get us or do for us. She had moved even closer to Emma and still had that pleading look on her face. She raised her hips slightly to make her pussy available. Emma smiled and nodded no and Julie placed one menu next to Emma, smiled and excused herself. I watched her beautiful ass go down the steps and then saunter slowly across the room. Damn, she was fine! I returned my gaze to Emma and she had a big smile on her face. She knew I like everything about Julie. Nice! 

Emma was looking at the menu so I went back to casually scanning the room again. Damn, as they said in Top Gun, this place was one target rich environment. No matter where I looked, the women were beautiful, impeccably dressed and perfectly coiffed. There were miles of cleavage and every conceivable style of peek-a-boo top. Exposed skin was the order of the day. To my amazement, there were even two very busty, very attractive young ladies sitting topless with their companions. Both were wearing collars and both had their huge nipples pierced. Damn, even though I was almost topless, having nothing on looked like fun. Clearly I had become an exhibitionist and enjoyed being one. 

Emma kept changing the speed of my panties and I had to admit I was thoroughly enjoying the buzz spreading throughout my body. She was very good at changing the speed without giving any indication she was doing it. Every time she did it, the surprise would make me twitch. Emma thought it was hysterical and would feign concern for my well being. In any event, I was very happy having my pussy massaged by my magical panties while I enjoyed the scenery in the room. 

I scanned the crowd enthralled at the party going on in front of me. I became captivated with a twosome playing a very naughty game. The younger short haired blonde was adorned with a beautiful silver collar. Her companion, a slightly older but delicious brunette with gigantic tits, held the filigree leash daintily in her aquiline fingers. Whenever she gently tugged on her kitten's leash, the cute little blonde would smile, lean in and extend the tip of her little pink tongue between her puckered pink lips. The brunette would take a sip of wine and then impale her mouth on the blonde's waiting tongue and the two would kiss. Then during the kiss the blonde would suck the wine into her mouth. Watching them kiss, and suck tongue made me hot and bothered. Watching them made me think about how much I liked kissing Emma. Damn, Emma was like a fine wine or a yummy gooey desert. You always wanted to go back for more. Watching those two was pure porn and they knew they were performing for the crowd. It was fun and added to the tingle spreading from my pussy throughout my body. 

I was lost in reverie when a beautiful woman appeared at our table. She was dressed provocatively in tight shiny black leggings, a white butler's vest that did little to conceal her abundant tits, a white bow tie and patent leather heels. Her tits strained pleasantly at the vest buttons and the beautiful swell of her tit flesh was feminine and quite inviting. Her eyes were perfectly done in heavy make up like Julie's, only in smoky blacks, grays and purples. Black eyeliner extended passed the end of her eye making her eyes look big and alluring. Her eye lashes were dark and full in contrast to her short spiky blonde hair. She was a sexy, very exotic pixie. Her name tag read "Sindee".

She stood quite close to Emma and waited quietly. Emma turned and smiled, "Hi Sindee, you look simple delicious today sweetie." Emma casually raised her hand to Sindee's ass and caressed it as if she'd done it many times before. Obviously Emma had free reign with the staff because Sindee didn't move an inch. Emma looked up, "Sindee, this is Amy, a very special friend of mine." Then she looked at me, "Amy, Sindee is also a very good friend of mine. Hopefully, one day soon the three of us can get together for some play time." 

Sindee moved closer to Emma and spread her legs slightly. I watched in awe as Emma glanced idly over the menu while slowly sliding her hand between Sindee's thighs. She softly rubbed the shiny spandex where Sindee's pussy lay hidden below. Sindee's eyes closed as she moaned letting Emma caress her. Sindee finally spoke, her voice was barely a whisper, hoarse and raspy, "That would be lovely Miss Emma. You know how I love our play time together." It was clear that Emma had done this many times before and Sindee was all about letting Emma have her way. Mmmm, I understood those feelings completely. I was learning in ways that surprised and astounded me. Emma was way more than I thought she was. Wow, you can know a person for all those years and not know them at all. 

Emma looked up from the menu and smiled at me as she continued to rub Sindee's pussy. Emma stiffened her middle finger and pushed insistently where she knew Sindee's opening was. Soon I could easily make out the outline of her sex. Emma spoke as she ran her fingers back and forth against the wet material, "Sindee was the model for the art work on the opposite wall; the one with the huge gold pussy lips and the big pink clit. The one you like so much. And, as I can tell you, she looks more beautiful in person than in the photo. Sindee is a very beautiful, very talented, very sexy lady." 

Watching Emma was mind boggling. The look on her face as she toyed with Sindee was riveting and the way that Sindee was responding was telling. I didn't say anything. Sindee watched me through half closed eyes as she opened her legs even further. Emma pushed the spandex deeper into the willing server's pussy. I could see the large darkened wet spot on the shiny material. Her pussy was soaking the thin material. Sindee was breathing with difficulty, but her eyes didn't leave mine as she began whispering, "Miss Emma, you are very kind. It would certainly be my pleasure to pleasure you and your gorgeous special friend. You are both very sexy and desirable. " Sindee was gasping between sentences. I remained silent and just watched. They both enjoyed entertaining me and I thoroughly enjoyed watching it. 

Emma's fingers still lingered between Sindee's thighs when she finally spoke softly, "Sindee dear, I've very much enjoyed our conversation this morning. I'm very hungry, so we'll have eggs Benedict with a bottle of champagne; my usual vintage please." I was surprised at the turn of events. Emma didn't even mention Sindee's offer. Hmmmm, more teaching, more learning.

After several moments, Sindee recovered enough to smile weakly at Emma, "Thank you Miss Emma, for everything. I'll place your order and your champagne will be out immediately. Would you care for coffee this morning?" Emma declined as she deftly moved her hand back to Sindee's ass, caressing it as the gorgeous girl lingered next to Emma. She wanted more of Emma's fingers on her twat. That was for sure. She finally, slowly turned and walked away. 

Emma watched Sindee walk away and turned back to me. Her face had turned serious and her lips were pursed in a pinched up scowl, "You enjoyed watching me do Sindee and Julie didn't you?" Her words rolled at me like an accusation. She slowed as she spoke each girl's name to emphasize it. Her voice had a different quality to it; like she was mad at me for watching. I was still trying to process everything and now I was seriously confused. I didn't want to speak so I just nodded. A wicked pinched smile filled her face, "I knew you did! I could see it on your cute little pervert face. You're a dirty little slut voyeur." Her tone was accusatory and her voice was harsh. 

What the fuck? I thought both scenes were for my benefit to teach me who was in control. Now, I was no longer sure of anything. Emma just stared at me like she was waiting for me to say something. We sat in silence. After waiting what seemed an eternity, a huge smile broke out on her face and her naughty tone returned. She was fucking with me again. The twinkle came back, "I love it when you're a dirty little slut voyeur. It can be quite rewarding and entertaining as you're finding out. Sometimes the most fun requires patience and being willing to do nothing. I'd be willing to bet a small fortune that your panties are soaking wet right now." 

She delayed as if she was working something out in her head, "Maybe very soon we'll have the opportunity to party with both of them. They are definitely different. Julie's gigantic tits are spectacular fun bags to play with, but Sindee is a fucking dynamo. Once you get her going, she is a tigress. Yeah, I'll definitely work on Sindee, you'd really dig her." The smile on Emma's face would have lit up a dark night.

Emma and I were smiling at each as I replayed Emma toying with the two beautiful ladies when another gorgeous server arrived with our champagne. Her name tag read "Natalie". She was dressed exactly like Sindee only her tits were a bit smaller. Her eyes were made up just as beautiful as the others and her brown hair was pulled into a lush pony tail coming out of the top of her head, genie style. Emma watched her intently as she uncorked the bottle. There was something cooking in Emma's mind. I couldn't wait to find out what it was. Natalie filled each glass and then put the bottle back in the ice bucket. She stood next to Emma with her legs slightly open like the other two had done and inquired, "Is there anything else I can do for your pleasure you Miss Emma?"

Emma picked up her glass and smiled as she was considered Natalie's offer. Emma's free hand drifted toward Natalie and she caressed the girl's arm very near her left breast, "Thank you Natalie, sweetie. I think we're very good for now, but stay close if you would." Watching her spandex covered ass twitch as she slowly walked away was very nice indeed. It seemed like her tights went higher into her ass crack than Sindee's did. I was proud of my voyeur skills.

Emma motioned for me to take my glass and then raised hers for a toast, "Here's to awakenings, to understanding and to learning." Mmmm, I reflected on her toast as we both took sips. The words were powerful and meaningful. The champagne was cold and delicious, just like last night right before I sucked Derek's huge cock. It felt great going down my throat, both the champagne and Derek's cock, and I loved the little burn as it settled in my stomach. I took another sip and let it linger in my mouth before I swallowed it; mmmm, just like what I did with Derek's cum last night.

I was gazing at nothing in particular sipping champagne enjoying my buzz. Emma's beautiful face got serious and scrunched up like she was getting all mental. Jesus, not again; I hated when Emma got all serious. Then, the vibrator went silent and I got worried. She put her glass down and reached across the table and took my hands, "Amy, it's so nice to have you here with me, particularly after the stellar weekend we've had. Usually I'm here with one of my lady friends from my group and we just have a nice breakfast and enjoy the show, but having you with me is really special."

Wow, I guess I didn't need to worry. Her comment turned out to be very comforting. In fact it was very nice. She released my hands and shifted uncomfortably in her chair, "I think I need to talk about some things before the day goes on." Oh shit I thought, here it comes. "First, I'm sure you've figured out that Sappho's is a very high end, discreet establishment that caters to lesbian clientele and in particular those who are in the Dom/Sub lifestyle." 

She picked up her champagne smiling as if she was reading my mind. She leaned in and whispered, "You know I'm not a lesbian. You saw how much I liked fucking Derek. In fact I love cock and I do love my men, but I also enjoy playing for other team as you've experienced. And, I've been fortunate enough to have enjoyed several of the ladies I've met here, in particular the owner, Lady Heather. She and I have become rather good friends and we enjoy each other regularly." Wow, I really didn't expect Emma to be that open with me. That was a hell of a surprise. I just learned way more about Emma's private side than I thought she'd ever be willing to give up. 




Awakening Ch. 07: Sappho Surprise



She frowned at herself, "Dammit, I've gotten side tracked, let's get back to you. When we came in you saw that we made quite a stir. Obviously, your looks and your hot outfit would make anybody turn their head and look, but the big reason you caused such a stir is that you are wearing that collar. You're the first lady to accompany me that's worn a collar. And, within this group of Doms and Subs, that's definitely quite a buzz starter with the ladies." I nodded my head beginning to understand Emma's earlier comment about having a talk. That's what Julie was so interested in when she kept looking at me in the lobby.

Emma nervously busied herself brushing the hair from her face and arranging the top of her dress searching for the right words. She took my hands again and caressed them softly as she began, "Amy, I don't want to ruin the mood here, but I think now's the right time. Ever since your divorce, I've sensed that you were a little lost, maybe needing something you didn't have. I didn't know how to help you, or even know what would help, but yesterday afternoon looking at my screen saver I saw you come alive in ways that really surprised me." She squeezed my hands and looked deeply in my eyes.

I started to speak and Emma shushed me. She smiled again as if remembering something fun, "Amy dearie, your reaction to my fetish gear was astonishing. You literally became a different person." Emma was energized and sat forward in her chair as she continued, "That's when it dawned on me. There is another side of you that that wanted out. You were so into looking at the pictures and looking at my fetish stuff, yet you struggled to let yourself enjoy your emotions. All of your right and wrongs were really causing conflict for you. 

As I watched you fight what your emotions, I knew what you needed and I made a few suggestions to make things easier for you to see how you reacted. You eagerly followed. That's when I made another decision and so far it looks like it was a good one. In less than two days I've allowed you to get to know the real you. And, in that process you've become one hot little slut." She emphasized the word "slut" and smiled. 

"And, on top of becoming one hot little slut with a hot little ass and tight pussy, you've developed a very naughty, very sexy attitude to boot." I started to melt hearing her talk about me. I loved it. "You saw all of the heads turn when we walked in. I dressed you like a total slut this morning on purpose and when you saw yourself in the mirror I could tell you were shocked, but you liked it. You weren't quite sure about taking the next step of going out in public. I knew it would be a tipping point for you. 

I watched you soften on the ride down here and when we walked through the dining room, I knew you'd made the turn and were totally comfortable in who you are and what you were wearing. I could tell you totally enjoyed being on display and the ladies checking you out." I blushed listening to the words, but they made my sexual buzz amp up. I loved hearing them. She was right. I was changed and it was because of her. The thoughts made me feel warm and fuzzy and the buzz in my pussy really felt delicious.

Wow, I was trying to put everything that Emma had just thrown at me in their proper place. The whole sexy slut thing was who I was and the whole Dom/Sub thing going on all around me really excited the shit out of me. Actually, I knew from the minute I woke up in the restraints yesterday that I was totally turned on by the idea. In fact, I hadn't really thought about a life style of being under someone else's total control until my experiences yesterday bound and at their mercy, but I knew that I liked it when Emma was in charge. Hmmm, maybe I was a natural sub. That thought made my pussy tingle and made my sexual euphoria feel even nicer. 

I just smiled at her and she smiled back at me. She was rubbing my hand softly and I blew her a little kiss, "Emma, you have taken me places mentally and physically I would never have gone to on my own. I've learned to wait to judge and I've ended up embracing what I've experienced. Where I am right now is that I truly look forward to whatever else happens. And I do mean whatever." I leaned in further and kept going, "I want to learn. I want to experience. I want to please you. I'm happier than I've ever been." 

I let my shoulders slump a bit and sat back to gaze at Emma. If it's possible I think she blushed. She composed herself, sat back, and she winked seductively at me. Nothing else was said. I guess nothing really had to be said. Without moving, Emma turned my panties back on. Damn, she was good!

I looked at her like a goofy teen ager. Between smiles Emma had several long sips of champagne. She pointed her glass at me, "I can't tell you how happy I am that you feel that way. In my gut I thought we were headed in the right direction, but hearing you say it out loud makes me tingle inside." She finished the small amount of wine left in her glass and she relaxed, "Listen, I want you to enjoy our brunch and the special atmosphere here. I promise that you and I will have a good time. There is a lot that you can learn here. Remember, this is just one of our stops today. We've still got a big day ahead of us and like I said before, we will talk later." She pointed to the collar.

I did what Emma suggested. I refilled our glasses and sat back sipping my champagne and enjoying the activity going on all around us. There were oodles of beautiful women doing some very amorous things with each other. Soon, Emma was coaching my voyeurism, directing where I should look, giving me all the salacious scoop on each of the lovely ladies involved in the action. It was like having my own private porn channel. Damn, from everything Emma was sharing with me, these people were serious players and Emma was a very, very naughty girl. 

The whole scene had my pussy aching and throbbing. I longed to stand next to Emma, spread my legs and offer myself to her like Sindee had done so she could play with my sopping puss and bring me off. As I imagined Emma fingering me, my hand found my tit all on its own. The spongy flesh encased in the leather bra felt warm and sexy. My fingers moved to my exposed nipple and I pinched it softly, sending little bolts of electricity through my tits down to my pussy; what a wonderful feeling. I continued to pinch my nipple, watch the ladies play and sip champagne. I caught Emma out of the corner of my eye watching me as I toyed with my tit. I think it turned her on a bit and I knew I had her attention. 

Emma was definitely enjoying herself providing me the narrative for the room. As the minutes went by, she seemed to be more and more interested in watching me play with my tits. Soon we were staring into one another's eyes. I was still fingering my stiff nipple and Emma started to smile. 

Oh shit! I'd seen that smile before. Emma looked around and got Natalie's attention. She immediately joined us at our table taking her place very near Emma. She spread her legs just like she did earlier. Emma slowly sipped her wine just looking at me and smiling. Then she shifted her attention to Natalie. Emma put her flute on the table, delicately rubbing her finger along the top edge making the glass hum, "Natalie is my agreement with Lady Heather still in effect?" 

Without hesitation Natalie replied, "Yes Miss Emma, it certainly is."

Emma smiled that happy as a pig in shit smile, "Excellent! Natalie, unbutton Amy's blouse. As you can see, she's wearing a rather revealing leather bra that I think should be more prominently on display. Oh, uh, Amy has taken liberties playing with her nipples without asking permission so I think you should take over her nipple play." Emma's voice was sing songy, not harsh, so I was pretty sure this was going to be fun. "Ah, one more thing Natalie, Amy's nipples are exceptionally sensitive and she loves to have them suckled. I want to watch you suck her nipples until they are big and hard. Will you do that for me dearie?"

"Yes Miss Emma, I am here for your pleasure and happiness." 

Hmmm, I guess I didn't know the rules about playing with my tits and apparently I'd broken a rule. Not that I thought the punishment was going to be all that bad. Damn, Natalie was a gorgeous young lady. She had a great body and a beautiful face. She smiled at Emma and stepped forward as she brought her long slender fingers to the small pearl button and with a little flick it was open. Quickly the second was opened and she smoothed the sheer fabric to the sides so nothing would obstruct Emma's view. As Natalie was smoothing the blouse against my arms, the vibration in my pussy increased. Damn, the tingle was awesome. 

When Natalie had finished phase one of her task, my exotic leather bra and my stiff pink nipples were completely on show for anyone to stare at. What's interesting is that I knew being without my blouse made no real difference in seeing my nipples or bra. However, being without it was a big step mentally. It was a big difference and I felt different. Being put on display made a shiver ran down my spine. It was exciting. I reveled in the intense sensation that being in the spotlight created. I wondered if strippers got the same feeling. The combination of being naked and knowing it was for Emma's pleasure was an amazing rush. I knew it was crazy, but I loved what was going on. I took a long gulp of my champagne and waited for things to continue. Natalie smiled at me. I knew she couldn't wait to suck my titties. 

Natalie took her time caressing the leather bra as she stared lovingly at my tits. Her fingers gravitated to my nipples slowly. At first she used both of her hands to tweak and pull on each nipple to get the blood flowing into the sensitive pink buds. Then she lowered her face to my left nipple. Holy shit! She kissed it using her tongue to paint the entire exposed flesh. Then she engulfed my areola completely. Her soft mouth was wet and warm as she sucked lightly. I moaned softly and relaxed back into the chair and let her work her magic. She swirled her tongue around the growing nub of flesh and as it got hard she increased the amount of suction she used. The feeling was electric. Natalie knew what she was doing and she made the dreamy feeling in my body grow. I started stroking her face like a lover. It was such a natural thing to do. Her eyes met mine and she smiled happily. 

It felt like my nipple was going to explode. She was sucking it intensely. My nipple felt huge from all the pulling and stretching she was doing. Then she opened her mouth slightly so she could suck my whole areola deep into her mouth. It was almost like being attached to a milking machine. She repeated the deep sucking and relaxing action over and over again. The suction was intense almost to the point of pain, but marvelous. She stopped the powerful vacuum sucking, released my tit and kissed my nipple. Then she then licked the end of my tit like it was an ice cream cone covering my whole areola with saliva, "Is this satisfactory Miss Emma?"

Emma was simply glowing. She was really having fun watching Natalie and me, "Very nice Natalie, do the other one." 

A very satisfied expression spread across Emma's face as she sipped more champagne. Natalie moved to my other side and bent down. She sucked my nipple into her mouth and moaned softly as she flicked her tongue over it repeating the process. This time one of her hands came to rest on my thigh and she pushed my short skirt up as she caressed my inner thigh. Goose bumps sprung up on my thighs at her touch. Her soft fingers massaged my skin as her hand kept edging closer and closer to my pussy. Finally her fingers reached the top of my thigh and she pressed against the rubber barrier. Damn the panties. I wanted her fingers in my soaked gash so much. I needed relief, but I was going to have to take what I could get. Right now it was Natalie's very talented lips. 

I knew she could feel the vibrator buzzing in my pussy, and she pushed it hard against my slit as she moaned softly into my tit and continued to do Emma's bidding. Emma just watched with a wry smile on her face as she turned up the vibe in my cunt even more. Natalie pushed harder as the speed increased. Emma smiled her evil little smile and had more champagne. She was doing what she does best. She was in control and the feelings were magnificent. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the fun.

I heard Natalie ask if she could kiss me. Emma gave her approval and her soft lips spread over mine. Her tongue pushed against my lips and I closed my eyes. As I felt her tongue I enthusiastically opened my mouth so we could tongue fuck. Damn, she was a great kisser; almost as good as Emma. After who knows how long, she broke our kiss and moved back to my nipple. She was really, really good. I finally opened my eyes and looked at Emma and mouthed, "Thank you." She smiled knowingly and poured herself more champagne. 

Natalie licked the second nipple like she'd done before. When she had my nipple hard and stiff, she sucked it intensely and then went to the other nipple and sucked it hard. She alternated rapidly four or five times and then asked Emma if my nipples were big enough. Emma nodded her approval and asked Natalie to refill my glass. When Natalie was done, she put the bottle in the ice bucket and Emma motioned for her to bend down so she could whisper in her ear. Natalie listened and then smiled and said, "It will be my pleasure Miss Emma,"

Natalie stepped back to my side of the table and ran her hands up my rib cage to my tits. I had no idea what was up. She captured both nipples between her thumbs and fingers, pinched hard and then twisted them like Emma had done earlier. My nipples had become so sensitive and tender from all of nibbling and sucking. I yelped as Natalie's attack sent intense bolts of pain shooting through my body. It was like when you catch your little toe on the door frame. The pain was everywhere. I stifled a whimper of pain and knew better than raise my hands in protest. Fuck, now my tits felt were on fire again. Damn they hurt. I looked at Emma and let out a long breath and low groan. Emma smiled at me with a very satisfied look on her face. She was making sure I knew who was in control. 

As soon as Natalie had twisted my nipples she let them go and leaned down and planted a little kiss on each one. It didn't do anything to soothe the pain, but it was a nice touch. I glanced down. My nipples were red and swollen and I were throbbing. I thought she was probably done with me, but surprisingly she had one more task. She pushed my blouse off my shoulders and pulled each sleeve off one at a time. I did nothing to stop her. As she finished removing it Emma smiled contentedly. Natalie hung my blouse on an empty chair and stepped next to Emma the way the other girls had done. Emma nodded to her and she leaned down. Natalie gave Emma a slow tongue kiss that was passionate and exciting. Emma's hand was in the girl's pussy rubbing it softly. They finished their kiss and Natalie smiled at me and walked away like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Damn, this place was like falling through the looking glass. I expected to see the Cheshire cat any minute. 

Holy shit, my body was alive with sexual energy. My nipples were still pounding after the painful twist, but now somehow the feeling was a wonderful memory. My body tingled like a small electrical current was passing through me and concentrating at my throbbing clit. Fuck, what a wonderful feeling. It excited me that Emma had concocted the scenario and that both Natalie and I willingly accepted it. What a rush the whole fucking thing was. I loved how Emma was slowly taking each learning situation up a notch. I felt so lucky that Emma had decided to guide me to these new levels of unexpected pleasure and decadence. 

I sat lost in my thoughts sipping champagne and I realized I was getting a pleasant little buzz from the bubbly, which felt nice. It added to the serenity of wonderful place I was in right now. I smiled to myself and I caught Emma smiling back. She made it obvious that she was staring at my bare nipples as she lazily sipped her champagne. She was in her element and clearly having fun. Her eyes narrowed and she looked mysterious as she regarded me over her glass, "Penny for your thoughts Amy dearie." 

Her query caught me a bit off guard. At that moment I didn't know if I could explain where I was but I really owed her a response. I collected myself, took a sip and began, "Emma, you have awakened something in me that had no idea was there. In a very short period of time, I've come to love and cherish this new insight, and I don't want to put the genie back in the bottle." Emma smiled, very pleased with herself as she should be. She motioned for me to go on. "I love learning from you. Sometimes I don't get it right away, but sooner or later it sinks in. It's like right now. The blouse you dressed me in and I wore here. I was really no less on display than now, yet there is something so fucking naughty sitting here in this decadent leather bra with my nipples sticking out fully exposed and on display. I really don't know why I feel that way, but I don't care that I don't know why. I only care that it makes me feel alive." My hands slid up my stomach toward my tits, "May I Miss Emma?" She nodded and I cradled each of my tits squeezing slightly so that my very tender nipples stuck out. Then I started pulling on each nipple slowly and delicately putting a show on for Emma. They still hurt a little, but it was worth the pain seeing the smile on her face. 

Emma was beaming at me. As I played with my tits for Emma, I glanced around slyly and saw some of the ladies were looking at us. Emma noticed too and was smiling, "You've grown tremendously. Watching you play with your titties is a huge turn on. Emma stared at my tits a long time and as I pulled on my nipples, offering them symbolically to her.

A thought popped into my head, "May I bring my titties to you so that you may enjoy sucking my hard nipples?" She looked hard into my eyes, "You have learned well. Your nipples look magnificent in that bra and you know there's nothing I'd like better than to suck on them right now, but we will save that for another time. You are quite the slut, dearie." 

Minutes passed and I continued to play with my nipples and squeezed my leather covered titties. I knew that Emma was enjoying herself when one of her hands disappeared below the table. The smile and dreamy look on her face was a definite indicator that her fingers found their way through the slit in her panties. She squirmed constantly in her chair as she watched me. Wow, and she called me a slut. I guess you have to be one to know one. 

She continued to play with herself while she watched me toy with my titties. I knew she was very turned on. She started recounting the events from the previous sex filled evening in a low, raspy whisper. She described my legs spread wide, held in place by leather restraints. How Derek positioned his massive cock against my pussy and slowly pushed it, inch by inch, into my fuck hole. Shit, hearing her retelling the event brought back every wonderful feeling and she had me dripping again. She continued slowly in hushed tones between gasps of air as her fingers plied her own pussy. She described in vivid detail how his huge cock stretched and spread my pussy. She relished describing watching his fat cock gradually disappeared deep into my wet fuck tunnel. 

Jesus, my mind soared as the thoughts and images from last night played from my memory. Emma called me her hot little slut as she retold the evening's events. I was becoming light headed as I listened to her hoarse voice. I truly loved hearing her call me her hot little slut. I couldn't get enough of it. My pussy was drenching my magical panties and my nipples stayed rock hard. My breathing was as shallow and rough as hers.




Awakening Ch. 07: Sappho Surprise



Emma knew what she was doing to me. I could tell by the smirk on her face that she knew my pussy was aching for relief and from the look on her face, she needed an orgasm too. Over her shoulder, I could see several servers headed our way carrying trays of steaming food. Sindee stood by our table as the food was placed in front of us. She clearly enjoyed my new situation and she stared unashamedly at my nipples. She looked down at me, licked her lips, smiled and winked. Then she smiled and winked at Emma as she walked away. I just got the feeling that I might be running into Sindee again sometime soon. 

Our food looked delicious. Gooey creamy hollandaise sauce dripped off the pile of ham, English muffins and eggs. The sauce reminded me of the condition Derek had left me several times last night. Splooshed, I think is the term I heard Emma use. Damn, what a memory that was. Emma and I must have been really hungry because we didn't talk at all as we ate. Emma's selection was perfect. It was not only delicious, the sauce was thick and decadent, and the second bottle of champagne was the perfect touch. We finished our food in no time. It was delicious. Sindee returned to check on us. After giving my tits a good once over again, she gathered the empty plates and took them away. 

We were finishing our champagne when an exceptionally attractive older lady approached the table. Her hair was bundled on top of her head in a sophisticated twist and her make-up and jewelry was impeccable. The top of her white gown covered very little of her overflowing breasts and the bodice nipped nicely at her rather narrow waist. The rest of the dress flowed regally behind her. She had a commanding presence and I could tell she wasn't a lady to trifle with. As she reached our table Emma extended her hand and smiled, "Lady Heather, it's so good of you to say hello. You look glorious as always."

Lady Heather took Emma's hand and stroked it softly with both of hers, "Emma, I love seeing you. It's always my good fortune when you visit. Natalie told me that you were in the house today, and with a special guest. Um, and as I understand it, you had Natalie perform some special services for you. I assume she did a satisfactory job?" 

Emma nodded affirmatively. Lady Heather smiled broadly and shifted her gaze to me, grinning knowingly, "Your friend Amy is quite stunning and her choice of lingerie is um, very intriguing, particularly the vibrator built into her panties. It has your handy work written all over it; your choice?" Emma nodded again.

"I thought so. You do have a knack for kink." She paused for affect and continued, "Natalie suggested that since your friend is such a little slut, there was an accessory that you definitely should have."

With that, Lady Heather produced a shiny dog leash made of tiny silver links. The handle was dark leather crafted in the shape of a good sized penis. Hmmm, I wondered if you could use it as one. She turned to Emma, "May I do the honor?" 

I was stunned. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was totally lost in my thoughts and the confusion of what was going on. My tits were basically nude and this beautiful lady was about to attach a dog leash to my collar. Emma nodded. My god, my heart was pounding like a sledge hammer and I'm sure my heart was beating a thousand times a minute. I don't know why I was so worked up. I was so turned on I couldn't believe it. My senses were overloaded. It felt like things were getting out of order, but Emma had given Lady Heather the okay. I was stunned, but nearly shaking I was so excited. 

Lady Heather kissed my cheek softly and caressed my neck as she located the ring on the collar and attached the leash. As the leash was attached Emma turned my panties on and changed them from vibrate to pulsate. Now it felt like the little cock was going in and out of my already sopping pussy. Lady Heather smiled as she stroked my face and handed the big leather handle to Emma, "She has promise. You've already done well. It shows." Emma was beaming. Lady Heather let her long fingers fall to my titties and she squeezed each of my nipples tenderly. Her fingers were magnificent. There was only pleasure, no pain. The buzz in my head from the booze, the adrenaline of having the leash attached, having Lady Heather tweak my nipples, and then the little pulsing cock in my pussy had me in fucking overdrive. 

Lady Heather looked very pleased with herself. She asked Emma if there were any other services that were needed. Emma thanked her and told her no, that everything had been superb, even better than she had anticipated. Emma stood and gave Lady Heather a long, very passionate kiss. Heads in the dining room turned in our direction. Their hands roamed slowly over each other. As Emma's hand moved over Lady Heather's body, the leash pulled softly against my collar. It was a heady sensation; like I was part of what they were doing. Watching them make out was a hell of a turn on. I really needed the little cock in my pussy replaced with something bigger.

They slowed their kiss and then gave each other several peeks on the lips. The way you do when you're done with the heavy stuff but want to convey your special feelings to the person. They definitely were into each other. Lady Heather glanced back at me, "Make sure you take good care of her. She is a beautiful plaything. We should get together real soon."

Holy shit, our dance card was filling up and we hadn't even been here two hours. We had at least two dates; nice! Lady Heather kissed Emma quickly on the cheek and headed away in a whirlwind of flowing white gown. What grace and presence she had. She was in complete control. Emma pulled slightly on the leash for me to stand. I started to put my blouse on, "Leave it here slut. They'll take care of it and you aren't going to need it where we're going."

Emma pulled slightly on the leash she headed for the small set of stairs. When I looked passed the stairs and saw all the tables still occupied with beautiful ladies I faltered a moment and hesitated. I flashed to my old emotions for brief second until Emma tugged the leash bringing me back to my reality. She started down the stairs with me close behind and I realized how turned on I was. I couldn't wait to be on display and shown off to all the gorgeous ladies. I loved it. Emma turned to me, "They really thought you were quite something walking in. Let's give them a show going out. Make me proud slut."

Her words nearly sent me over the edge, and the incessant pulsing in my cunt was making me feel weak kneed; what a wonderful sensation. I had to concentrate on walking as we passed through all the ladies. I stood erect as I could with the activity going on in my cunt as Ithrust my tits outs. I hoped just the way Emma wanted. What a fucking rush. I was on cloud nine. I was exactly where I wanted to be at that moment and so fucking turned on. I was Emma's slut.

I was about two feet behind her; the leash made a small arc from Emma's hand to my collar and swayed as we walked. Our trip out was much slower than our walk in. It was an unbelievable sensation; almost an out-of --body kind of experience. I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy throb as lady after lady turned to watch Emma lead me out of Sappho's. Being on display was incredibly intense. Every head in the place watched us walk out. I guess some in my situation might have felt dishonored or degraded, but I delighted in what Emma was making me do. I had learned so much about myself in the last forty-eight hours. Damn I liked being a fucking slut. I could hear all the whispers about the kinky bitch, the tart, the whore, the slut. I loved every one of them. By the time we reached the street and the bright sunshine, I didn't care who might see me. I proudly followed Emma to the car, walking with my head high and my tits thrust out.

Emma opened the door for me, handed me the leash as I sat. I spread my legs for her and my short skirt slid to my waist. I waited to be told to slide in and close the door. She went quickly around to her side and got in. Once inside, she started the car and turned the air conditioning on. Then Emma reached across and pulled me to her. Her lips mashed against mine and our tongues began to duel. Jesus, I loved kissing Emma. There was nothing like it. The phallus in my cunt kept up its assault as Emma's kisses took me to wonderful places. Her kisses were soft and searching and pleading. Her tongue was playful and insistent and her hands were all over my tits and nipples. I could feel that familiar tingle starting. I needed relief and it felt like it might be starting. 

Emma put her hand between my thighs and pushed against my pussy. It made the pulsating dildo press delightfully against my clit. The tingle got stronger. Her kisses felt so soft and I yielded to her lips and tongue. She kept pressing my panties and pushing the dildo deeper in my pussy. Oh shit, that great feeling was starting again. My legs tensed up and it hit just as Emma pushed the vibrator in even deeper, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Emma...I'm cumming. Oh god, shit, yeeesss, ooohhhhh." The words came out like a feral growl. The tingle in my toes shot up my legs like bolts of electricity. My pussy was on fire and my swollen clit exploded. I shook and couldn't breathe. Wave after wave of intense pleasure swept over me as she kept up the assault on my pussy. I dropped my head back against the seat and let it roll against the window. My body was jelly and I had no idea how many orgasms I had. My panties went silent. I didn't move. I just lay against the seat with my eyes closed panting like a dog in heat. 

There was no sound in the car except the air conditioning and our heavy breathing. Fuck, she'd done it to me again. I had no idea how many times I'd cum. She was a fucking phenomenal lover and she was wearing me out. I had no idea where the collar thing was going to go, but so far Sunday with Emma had been a wonderful whirlwind of new experiences.

I felt the car shift into gear and I opened my eyes to find Emma staring at me, "Jesus girl, I thought I was going to have to call 911. I love watching you cum." She brushed my arm softly, "Are you feeling okay, dearie?"

I smiled back and nodded weakly, "You're killing me slowly Emma, but it feels like a pretty fine way to go, if you have to go." I licked my lips to wet them, "I can't believe how many times I've had an orgasm since Saturday night. I looked hard into her eyes, "In fact it's hard to believe all the stuff I've done since Saturday night. You've turned me into a fucking card carrying slut."

Emma looked back very serious but smiling, "No, you always were a slut, you just didn't know it. Somebody made you keep it hidden inside. I just helped you let it out."

Emma backed the car out and changed gears and then drove out of the parking lot smiling from ear to ear.



Awakening Ch. 08: Haberdasher



Emma slipped some Lynyrd Skynyrd into the CD player and put the car in gear. I slumped comfortably against the door letting the strains of southern rock soothe my sated soul as the gloriously memories of the last two hours bombarded me. The music was smooth and laid back, and just what I needed. Man, what a fucking trip Sappho's had been. There were just so many unbelievable things about that wonderful place. I definitely wanted to go there again with Emma; hopefully very soon. Just being in that place was the bomb, and being her date was absolutely amazing. But, what was really amazing though, was learning what a player Emma is in her secret world. The way she was regarded by the staff and some of the patrons and by Lady Heather said volumes. My long time, best friend Emma was someone I didn't recognize and she was blowing my lily white, vanilla mind. Emma had thoroughly enjoyed showing me off at Sappho's. She was definitely in her element and the whole experience was wonderfully enlightening. Just being with her had been one hell of a thrill ride. I had learned a lot about myself and my body was still tingling.

We hadn't even gotten out of the parking lot at Sappho's when Emma snickered as she stopped the car. I was still caught up in the buzz from Sappho's and just smiled at her wondering. She smiled coyly and blew me a kiss as she adjusted all the outlets at my titties. Then she triumphantly flipped the AC on high. The ice cold air bombarded my bare nipples. Damn, she loved her little games. She had that special knack for making things exciting and I loved it.

Emma giggled and pressed the accelerator. My nipples started to harden under the onslaught of the frigid air. Emma busied herself with driving and I was content to just to ride and let the music wash over me. I needed the time to re-energize after the barrage of shattering orgasms Emma had just brought me to. The little dildo in my panties was silent which was nice for now. I kept replaying the events of the last two hours in my brain. So much had happened and small vignettes of my glorious experiences kept appearing in full Technicolor. The thoughts and images made me quiver and I felt moist again. I wouldn't soon forget my first trip to Sappho's. It was one hell of an adventure. 

The city disappeared behind us and we traveled through the scenic rolling hills of the country side. I didn't have any idea where we were going and I didn't care. My day had been wonderful so far and I looked forward to wherever we were going. I suppose I should have been more concerned where Emma was taking me, but there's no excitement in that. So far Emma had proven to be quite creative regarding our travel agenda. I didn't see any reason that any of that would change now. Wherever we were going I knew she would be in be in charge and I'd willingly do whatever I was told to do. That's who I wanted to be and Emma knew it and I expected would take advantage of it. The thought made me warm and fuzzy.

As I watched the trees zip by I stopped thinking about the morning fun and began wondering what our next stop held in store for me. Emma hadn't given me any hint other than to say we had a big day ahead of us. So far she hadn't spoken at all during the ride and she was smiling like she was very happy. The cold air made my nipples hard and pointy. From time to time she would sneak a quick glance at my tits and reach over to tweak one of my very hard nipples poking through the open tipped bra. It was heavenly. I felt so naughty being her slutty little sex toy. 

We drove what seemed like forever, and then Emma turned down a narrow one lane road that went on and on. Wherever east Jesus was, we were farther out than that. Finally she slowed and turned into a long tree lined driveway up to a circular turnaround in front of a huge, very impressive Colonial style mansion. 

Emma stared at me for a minute like she was going to say something, but said nothing. She climbed out of the car and came around, opened my door and took my leash. I stood and she kissed me softly and whispered in my ear, "You don't need the skirt or the bra, leave them in the car." I didn't hesitate. I unbuttoned the skirt and let it fall and quickly unfastened the bra and shrugged it off. I stood proudly in just my heels and the special rubber panties and smiled expectantly at her. She pointed down and I picked the skirt up, folded it and laid it and the bra on the seat. I felt good being naked, well mostly naked. I didn't totally grasp why, but being so exposed was fucking exhilarating. 

Emma headed toward the house walking slowly like a fashion model with me in tow. She was swaying her hips like a sex pot and she looked fucking hot. The weight of the leash tugging against my neck heightened my sexual consciousness. It was heady stuff. I savored the experience of following behind Emma on the leash. I marveled again at Emma's grace and style as she climbed the stairs. Her dress flashed open, baring her legs all the way to her beautiful ass every time she took a step. Damn she was one sexy lady and I realized just how very lucky I was. 

She pressed her finger against the bell and immediately the ornate leaded glass door opened. I followed Emma through the doorway and stood slightly behind her like a good slut should. We were met by a petite lady with mysteriously dark, huge almond shaped eyes and closely cropped platinum hair with an unruly tuft in the front. Damn, she could easily have passed for Annie Lennox. Her looks were so unique and I couldn't take my eyes off of her. 

She was wearing a beautifully tailored black skirt, clunky black heels and a form fitting heavily starched white blouse. The blouse was custom made with darts sewn in so that the material molded perfectly against her gigantic breasts. The top three buttons were undone which created a deep vee of gorgeous tit flesh. Jesus, she was delicious. Her creamy white skin went perfectly with her hair and it appeared that she wasn't wearing any makeup. Looking at her one way she was almost plain, yet she was absolutely alluring and mystifying as hell and I was thoroughly captivated by her. Damn, so far today had been a red letter day for me when it came to being infatuated with beautiful women.

They came together softly hugging affectionately the way lovers do, staring into each other's eyes for a long minute before Emma leaned down and kissed her friend. Their arms entwined slowly around each other and their huge tits pressed softly together as they embraced. Their breathing became louder and erratic as I watched their tongues dart back and forth and their hands roamed over each other's body. It was a one hell of a turn on watching them make out and mash their tits against one another. I was tingling and wet and warm. Their kissing and petting started to slow and after several light pecks on the lips, Emma whispered softly, "Lenore, this is Amy." 

Lenore looked at me for the first time since I walked in and smiled. She took the leash from Emma like she'd done this before and licked her lips as she looked up and down my nearly naked body. Even in heels Lenore was two or three inches shorter than me, but she had a very commanding presence that told me not to fuck with her. She handed me the leash and smiled coyly as she extended her finger and let it slowly trail down my shoulder as she circled me doing her examination. Her smile was friendly and I enjoyed the way her eyes poured over me. She made me feel sexy and it excited the shit out of me. It was the same feeling I had when I walked into Sappho's. I was on display again, and I liked it. It was thrilling. Emma was smiling at me. She apparently enjoyed what was going on too and that made my heart flutter. 

Finally Lenore was finished and gave the leash back to Emma and stood next to her, "So this is your Amy?" She had a bit of an English accent that fit her perfectly. It felt odd yet so pleasing the way she said "your". Lenore moved closer and I could feel her warm breath on me. She ran her hand down my back and onto the rubber panties, "I agree with you Emma; she has quite a lovely body. Nice round tits and a very tight ass. " 

Lenore's finger tips caused chill bumps to spring up all over my body. She snickered as if she thought of something funny, "Making her wear my special panty creation is a very kinky touch. There are just so many fun things you can do with them. I trust you gave them a good work out."

Lenore circled me a few more times, stopping to look from different angles and then she announced, "I think she needs to take the panties off. They're just going to get in the way for what we're going to be doing."

Lenore pushed her knee between my legs forcing them open. Her sudden action surprised me yet was a huge fucking turn on. The desire coming from between my thighs seemed uncontrollable all of a sudden. I looked to Emma and she smiled as she watched. She liked the little show that was going on. Lenore put her fingers inside the waist band and rolled the rubber panties down. When she got to my crotch Lenore forced my thighs even wider as she deftly slid her hand inside to remove the vibrator from my gapping drenched pussy. She took her time and letting her finger probe my drenched hole. Her intimate touches were thrilling. She had me shaking so much I thought my knees were going to buckle. Fuck, I was gasping for breath and my heart was pounding. My horny meter was red lining. She slowly pushed the panties down my thighs until they finally fell to the floor. 

Lenore looked toward Emma and then back at the underwear, "Looks like they were put to very good use. It seems they're very gooey, and quite wet." She looked me up and down again as her delicate fingers danced at the top of my shiny slit, "She has a beautiful pussy and I love her big floppy lips." 

Her light touch was so electrifying. Lenore looked at Emma, "There's one more thing I need to look at." She turned back to me, "Spread your legs and bend over and pull your ass cheeks apart." 

Damn, the old me would have been embarrassed as hell, but the new Amy wasn't at all. The whole idea of standing in front of this gorgeous stranger and bending over to spread my ass was thrilling. As I reached back to spread my cheeks I could feel my pulse start to pound and my heart hammered even harder. Fuck, this was so decadent so I pulled my cheeks open as wide as I could. I was so glad that Emma had shaved my butt hole. Lenore slid behind me and touched my anus softly, "My, my, she has a cute little rosebud too." 

Emma smiled proudly as Lenore snapped, "Victor is waiting for us in the shop. Let's run along." Apparently my inspection was done and it was time to get on to other things. 

I felt a tug on my leash and we followed Lenore through the beautifully appointed house. It was decadent being naked while they were still fully clothed. The cool air drifting between my thighs felt sexy and naughty. We passed beautiful antiques and expensive period pieces that were scattered throughout the house. Lenore led us down a short set of steps and walked to the end of the hallway. Then Lenore slid a heavy wooden door to the side and we walked into a large dimly lit room that was not your normal basement. This place was built for a definite purpose. All kinds of hardware lined the walls and chains and ropes hung from hooks on the walls. There was a pulley and chains hanging from a giant metal frame mounted on the ceiling. The shelves on the other wall had an unbelievable assortment of leather restraints, blindfolds, ball gags and other stuff that I had no idea what it was for. Down in the far corner, there were all kinds of benches and chairs that were made for things I couldn't even imagine. Lenore announced, "Victor, we're here."

I heard footsteps coming from the corner and a huge bald man stepped out of the shadows. He was huge man and imposing as hell. Fuck, he had to be at least six, six, and hugely muscular with a massive chest. As he stepped further into the light, all that took a total back seat to the gigantic cock that so conspicuously ran along his right thigh under his white stretch pants. Jesus, it was just plain huge. My immediate thought was that it couldn't be real. Maybe it was some kind of gag they were pulling to scare me, but If it was real, oh my god! I mean it was way bigger than Derek no matter how you measured it. I don't know what was in store, but if his cock was real, the thought of seeing it in the flesh was exciting as hell. 

Victor's face was soft and kind, yet serious and stern. I gazed up and down his beautiful body. He was one hell of a man who had clearly spent many hours in the gym. His white stretch tee shirt showcased the bulging muscles of his upper body but I just couldn't get over the bulge that went way to his leg. I couldn't take me eyes off of the thick outline as I tried to picture what it would look like. After staring at for a minute, I noticed there was something ring-like at the end of his cock outlined by the stretchy material. Shit, it hit me. His cock had to be pierced. Fuck, now I definitely couldn't wait to do some personal inspecting but for now I was very happy just to stare at the man's monster trouser snake. I mean holy fucking shit. 

Lenore broke the silence, "Our dear friend Emma has brought her gorgeous little slut to us for a very special visit. They're here to do some shopping and then continue the little slut's training." Victor smiled knowingly and Emma nodded. What do they have in mind?

Victor walked slowly to where the three of us were standing and hugged Emma the same way Lenore had earlier. He was well taller than Emma even in her heels. Emma handed the leash to Lenore freeing both hands to caress Victor. Lenore tugged the leash pulling me so we were standing off to their side. They were definitely lovers too. We watched Emma slide her tongue into Victor's mouth and the two kissed passionately. Emma shifted her legs so she could straddle Victor's right thigh and his gigantic appendage. He pushed his hips forward and smiled as Emma ground her pussy slowly against his dong. Damn, watching the two of them was unbelievable. The two of them were really getting it on. 

They took their time and were in no rush to be through. Their hands wandered over each other's bodies as they kissed and played with each other. When he and Emma had finally finished saying hello, he turned and sized me up. Emma was still enjoying humping his cock as he spoke, "You have very nice taste Emma. We're very pleased that you would bring her to us today. We will do our best to meet your requirements." His deep, baritone voice went perfectly with his beautiful behemoth body.

Emma looked up and smiled at him, "Victor, you know I have the highest regard for you and Lenore. There's no where other than you that I would come for such things. You both have such special talents." 

Emma nuzzled victor's neck and rubbed her pussy in circles against his penis. A large smile spread across his face and his hands dropped to her ass and he pulled her tightly against him. Her eyes fluttered closed and her face twisted slightly as his cock sawed up and down her nearly bare slit. Emma was ready to fuck him standing right there. He arched his upper body away from her and whispered, "We should probably get to the business at hand. First, what would you like Lenore to show you today?"

Emma eyes were slightly closed like she was deep in thought but she was clearly in a cock coma. Her reply was so low I almost didn't make it out, "Definitely some of Lenore's special lingerie and she definitely needs a leather hood of her own." Her voice got louder, "She was wearing one of mine last night when Derek fucked her virgin ass." Emma was gaining steam, "You should have seen the little slut squirm when I blindfolded her. And, when he started pushing his big fat cock up her ass, she really tried to resist, but once he had her ass lubed and the head of his coat inside, she turned into an anal whore. I mean she really got into it. It's been a long time since I've seen somebody go so over the edge. Derek rewarded her with a nice slow fuck and finished by creaming her tight ass with cum." Lenore and Victor smiled and shook their heads knowingly. 

At first, listening to Emma tell them about Derek fucking my ass was shocking. I mean it was private and my first time having my ass fucked, but as the wonderful memories flooded back, I could almost feel Derek forcing my asshole open and leaving it a gaping mess with his cum oozing out. I could feel my nipples get hard thinking about it. It had been an unbelievable sexy experience.

Lenore tugged on the leash, "Let's get things going dearie." She led me to the middle of the room where a chain hung down from the ceiling. Lenore softly brushed the hair off my neck as she removed the leash and attached the heavy chain to the D-ring on my collar. Once she was satisfied, she moved the chain so it was behind my head and then she removed all of the slack. 

I couldn't believe the incredible sensation that rushed through my body. I was so amped up that I thought I might explode. I slowly scanned the room again, but this time I really took everything in; un-fucking-believable! Here I was naked, and I had just been chained to the ceiling in a real life dungeon. Fuck me! My heart was beating like a jackhammer and my breathing was short and irregular. Damn I wasn't in Kansas anymore. This place was the real deal, not role playing like last night in Emma's bed. I was so fucking turned on and I loved it. I could hardly believe what was happening to me. I needed to get myself under control so I could enjoy this. I didn't want to screw things up and pass out again. Damn, what a fucking rush! I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next. 

Lenore stood silently behind me rubbing my shoulders and back sensuously. She put her hands on my hips and then slid them slowly around me, leisurely rubbing my tummy just above my pussy. Her hands were soft as feathers. She definitely was in no hurry. Neither was I. She kissed my shoulders delicately and took her time fondling me. Her hands slowly roamed all over my body; my ears, my face, my arms, my ass, and my thighs. She took a lot of time rubbing my ass and tits and spent a lot of time running her fingers up and down the crack of my ass all the way to my pussy. Damn, her fingers were like magic and I was in heaven.

I glanced toward Emma through half closed eyes. She was still locked in Victor's huge arms leisurely humping his horse cock. They were both watching what Lenore was doing and Emma was beaming with pride. Lenore went back to my tits and kneaded them softly and pinching my nipples. It felt wonderful and I rubbed my ass against her softly. She hefted my tits in her tiny palms as if she was weighing them. Then she grabbed each nipple and pinched hard, increasing the pressure slowly sending bolts of electricity from my nipples to my pussy. The feeling that enveloped me was hard to describe. There was some pain, but I was so turned on that I could barely breathe. The sexual vibe was overpowering. I was so turned on that it felt like ants were crawling all over my body. My pussy started to throb that wonderful familiar feeling that told me to enjoy the feelings; wonderful things were going to happen. 

Lenore stopped playing with my tits and kissed my neck and ears softly which made me tingle with little shivers. Then she moved away and went to the shelves. She returned with two sets of black leather restraints. My eyes got big and heart beat hard. I watched intently as she cradled each of my arms and secured the soft leather tightly around my wrists and then bent down and did the same with my ankles. I delighted in the wonderful light touches as she delicately fastened the buckles on each restraint. The wide leather bracelets were soft and in a weird kinky way, very comforting. Being securely chained to the ceiling and now having leather restraints fastened in place was such a crazy fucking turn on. My nipples were as hard as diamonds. I snuck a peek at Emma and Victor. They were still wrapped in each other's arms and she was still working his cock. This was crazy sexy.




Awakening Ch. 08: Haberdasher



Smelling and feeling the leather was out right thrilling; the steel buckles and D-rings evoked all kinds of dirty, nasty thoughts. My pussy was leaking again and I could feel the gooey liquid oozing down my thighs. Damn, what a fucking slut I was. I mean just how much pussy juice can one person produce? Lenore started to reach for her tape measure to begin, but turned back to the shelf like she'd forgotten something. She rooted around until she found what she wanted. She returned with a leather belt that was at least ten inches wide and had metal snap rings about every two inches or so in the front. She put the soft leather just above my waist, situated it where she wanted it and told me to suck in my breath. Then with practiced elegance, she fastened the three shiny buckles cinching the leather tightly around my body. I could barely breathe and was trembling. My heart was pounding so hard, I'm sure Lenore could hear it. 

Without any words of explanation she attached both of my wrists to the leather belt. Oh fuck, I thought I was going to orgasm right then and there. What a fucking high. Lenore stood in front of me and looked directly up into my eyes as if reading my mind and she whispered, "You absolutely love this don't you slut?" I was so tongue tied I couldn't speak so I just nodded yes to her. 

She moved as close as she could get and pressed her huge tits against me as her palm covered my vagina. A low moan escaped from my lips and I began feeling light headed. She ran her fingers up my slit and without pausing she put all four of her tiny fingers inside my cunt and pushed, "Fuck Emma, she's drenched. Is she always like this?"

I took a quick peek at Emma and Victor. They were still saying "hello" and she broke their kiss long enough to giggle her silly giggle and respond, "Fuck Lenore, she's been dripping all weekend, and just wait till you see the little slut cum." 

Lenore didn't respond. She was busy sucking on one of my hard nipples as her fingers invaded my drenched fuckhole non-stop. The heavy scent of leather and pussy was intoxicating, almost as much as her talented fingers sliding in and out of my cunt. It was just what I needed. She pulled playfully on my distended lips and diddled my exposed clit artfully. I was at Lenore's mercy and the sensations were delicious. My clit started to tingle and that familiar feeling started way down in my toes. I couldn't help myself and a little moan escaped from my lips as I let my eyes close to narrow slits. She finger fucked me faster and faster and putting me in pure ecstasy. I yelped slightly and shook as she rubbed my clit in tiny circles. Everything she was doing felt so good so I opened my legs to give her all the access she needed. A big smile filled Lenore's face, "Jesus, your Amy's quite a naughty little slut Emma. She's wet as hell and she just gave me an all-access pass to her cunt. She just spread herself as wide as she can get. It's quite a sight. You've clearly taught her well." 

I loved hearing Lenore's comments. It was exciting as hell listening to her talk about me being naughty. I wondered how far she would push my limits and it wasn't long before I got my answer. She positioned her tiny hand at the opening of my cunt and pushed slowly, forcing the slick walls open. Her hand was way smaller than Emma's and after only a couple of tries it slid in easily. I could feel my fuck tunnel expand as she worked her hand in and out. It was a dreamlike experience looking down and watching my cunt suck at her arm as she moved it in and out. I was moaning and shaking as she sawed her hand in and out. The fullness was unbelievably good and even though Lenore's wrist was bigger than Derek's cock, I liked the feeling of a cock in my cunt better. Oddly, I wondered how much bigger Victor's cock was than Lenore's fist. Wow, what a sexy fucking thing to be wondering about? 

Lenore was creating sensations that were pure fucking ecstasy and I had been lost in bliss for who knows how long. I'd totally lost track of how long Lenore had been fucking me. She finally slowed her pace and leisurely began withdrawing her arm. I opened my eyes gradually and she smiled at me as she slowly raised her wet fingers. She sucked my fingers into her mouth making a show of licking my thick juice from her hand. Lenore was pleased with my performance and she turned to Emma and cooed, "Mmmm Emma, she's a hot little slut. She really liked having her cunt stuffed." She was still licking her fingers, "And damn, she tastes as good as she looks, too. Mmmmm, sweet, very sweet. She's going to be delicious fun." 

Emma nodded knowingly at me and smiled. Damn, barely three hours ago Emma had taken my fisting cherry and now I already had it done it to me again. When I woke up this morning I sure didn't see that on my radar. My brain was buzzing with the feelings and sensations. Fuck, who knew that plain, boring, little ole me would have had so many big nasty things in my cunt stretching it out. Fuck, I loved it. 

Jesus, even before I could fully enjoy my wonderful thoughts, Lenore brought me rudely back to reality as she began twisting and pulling on my sensitive nipples. She smiled devilishly as she mauled my titties, literally jerking my body around as she pulled and pinched my tender flesh. It hurt like hell, but oddly, the harsh treatment sent a shiver of excitement up my spine. Hmmmm, that was something new and more than just a little confusing and I'd deal with it later. She clamped down hard on both nipples and pulled hard and twisted at the same time. My eyes popped wide open as I yelped and writhed in a burst of pain as I heard her giggle. I took a quick peek down at my nipples and they were already swollen and bright pink from her twisting and pulling on them. 

An evil grin spread across her face as she walked back to the shelf, returning with a small chain with some kind of clip on each end. Before I knew what was happening, a tiny clamp was attached around each nipple and Lenore carefully adjusted them. The tiny clamps hurt and I whimpered and pleaded with my eyes, but Lenore just smirked and quipped, "Don't worry slut, you'll get used to them. I gave you a break. I could have set them to be much tighter than I did. Besides, deep inside you love it because it excites you. You love being on the edge."

It really pissed me off was she already knew me well enough to know how turned on I was. There was no doubt about it, the clamps hurt, but the sensations starting in my throbbing nipples and running throughout my body was amazing. Lenore was right. I loved every fuckin minute of her torment. Lenore was really into the nipple play and not surprisingly, she knew exactly what she was doing. She kept flicking the chain with her fingernail making the clamp pull against my sensitive buds of flesh. She also kept up the assault on my fuck lips, pulling and twisting them and dragging her long finger nails along my aching clit. Damn, it hurt in such a good way that she had me squirming like a maggot on a hot griddle.

I loved that Lenore was using me as a sex object. I was her fucking play toy, not a love interest. She had me turned on in a whole different way than I was with Derek and Emma. My nipples were throbbing and had turned an angry dark red. She had slowed the attack on my pussy concentrating on rubbing my clit between her fingers. Those familiar feelings in my pussy told me an orgasm was near, but the pain from my nipples was just enough to keep it at bay. Jez, Lenore had me balanced at the edge and it was fucking spectacular. Lenore stepped back as if to look at her handiwork. Then quick as a mongoose she reached in and removed both clips. An uncontrollable screech bellowed from me as an ungodly pains shot through my nipples. Fuck, my nipples hurt like hell. Lenore whispered to me, "I, er, I guess ah, I should, yeah, I should have given you a heads up on that one sweetie."

Damn, it was like my nipples were tom-toms pounding out a war beat of some kind. Every fucking time my heart beat, my nipples got another shot of pain and I thought they would explode. What a shocking surprise that removing them would hurt more than putting them on. I really needed to be able rub my nipples and make the dull pain go away. Lenore read my mind again and moved behind me. I could feel her breasts push against my back as she reached around and delicately cupped each tit, squeezing them softly as she worked slowly toward my achy nipples. Her touch was delicate and exactly what I needed. She added a little more pressure and then a little more as I moaned softly as she soothed away my pain.

Lenore's attention was wonderful and finally all the pain was gone. I loved it and I could have let her play with my tits for the rest of the day, but apparently she'd had enough and it was back to business. She grabbed her cloth tape measure and stretched it under my arms and around my tits. She cooed softly, "Mmmmm, nice size, thirty seven; lots to work with." She measured my under my tits and then my neck and legs, around my head and then my waist. She even measured my hands and fingers and my feet. I don't think I have a body part she didn't measure and note in her book. Her fingers were like butterflies all over my body. In between measurements, she would massage my titties. It was wonderful. When she was finally done she hugged each boob playfully announcing, "I'll be right back."

I heard little kissing noises and then I heard Victor ask, "May I?" The next thing I felt were his big hands reaching around me and covering my tits. My tits are definitely not small but his hands dwarfed them like I was an A cup teenager. I closed my eyes and rolled my head against his shoulder as he kneaded my sensitive flesh expertly. He slowly worked my titties, massaging my crinkly nubs of flesh delicately until he had them hard and pointy. His rough hands chaffed my already sensitive flesh and I loved it. He mused quietly, almost to himself, "Damn Emma, her fun bags are nice; really soft. They're not as big as yours or Lenore's, but Lenore will be able to make them look fabulous." His words were exciting. I kept my eyes closed and rubbed my head against his huge shoulder. The man was massive and I loved the being close to him. It was time to get a feel of his weapon.

Emma added, "I hope so." Then as if reading my mind, "Go ahead, let her feel it. I can tell she wants to and I know you want her to."

Victor chuckled and it rolled out like thunder, "Yeah I guess I should. She's been eye ballin it ever since she laid eyes on it. He pulled me back hard against his body causing the chains to rattle like wind chimes. He pressed the huge hunk of cock meat against me and it was mind boggling. I whimpered softly trying to comprehend just how big it really was. Fuck, I'd seen the outline in his pants, but feeling it was different. I mean, he was huge and as hard as a fucking lead pipe. I leaned forward wiggling my ass against him giving him the best lap dance I could muster all chained up. Fuck, rubbing against his cock was unbelievable. Victor's sense of timing was perfect. Just when I wanted more, he grabbed my hips and ground his huge thick cock all over my ass. It was incredibly hard to believe that I was actually feeling his cock. No pun intended. He was gigantic. 

He kissed my neck just below my ear. The warmth of his lips and tongue made chills run down my spine to my pussy. I pressed back against him even harder. I moved my hips until I finally got him wedged in between my ass cheeks. Oh my god, what an indescribable feeling. I was breathing hard when Victor spoke, "Damn, Emma she's really, really good. She's managed to get my cock in between her ass cheeks. She is one kinky slut." Victor started humping my ass like he was fucking me. I could feel the outline push up and down my crack. As he pumped against me he mused, "I think Amy definitely wants to take a ride on the ole Victor express." He pressed his gigantic cock against me harder and spread my ass cheeks apart as he rubbed his shaft up and down my crack. Damn, he was huge. 

The size of Victor's cock scared me, but his touches were delicate and his hard cock rubbing against me had my pussy on fire. I was so turned on I could feel more love juice seeping out of my well used pussy. I was totally caught up in this whole scene and I was ready to do whatever they wanted to do with me. I know the whole thing was crazy, but I also knew that I was a cock whore slut and sooner or later I wanted Victor's cock as deep in my cunt as he could get that thing. 

Emma mumbled something to Victor and he pushed his cock hard against my crack and gave me a long hug followed by a quick kiss on the neck before he backed away. I heard whispers behind me yet after a bit I couldn't hear their voices anymore so I carefully glanced back toward them. Emma had the tip of Victor's gigantic cock in her mouth. I mean the man was not just large, he was huge. I mean gigantic. His white stretch pants were pulled down just below his balls and his cock dangled down over the waist band. Damn, it was like one of those summer sausages you see hanging at Cracker Barrel. Emma was working the uncircumcised head of his fat cock and the smile on his face told me everything you needed to know. 

Victor's was the first uncut cock I'd ever seen in real life. I was fascinated with the way Emma slid his foreskin back and forth, making the pink head appear and disappear. Every time she slid the skin back, I could see the thick, silver ring that jutted out of his piss hole. Damn, what a spectacle. When the foreskin was pulled forward it looked like pictures of a horse cock I'd seen once. His massive member was fat from his balls to the uncircumcised head. 

As Emma gave him head she jacked him slowly spreading her saliva all over his cock. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and her lips stretched tightly around his rigid pole. I'd watched Emma swallow Derek without any difficulty at all, but that wasn't going to happen here. Her fingers wouldn't touch her thumb as she jacked him and barely the head of Victor's cock had disappeared into her mouth. Her eyes had closed and she was working him feverishly, lost as she worshipped his massive cock. Unconsciously I had opened my mouth trying to simulate sucking him and trying to figure out how much I could swallow. Drool ran down Emma's chin and onto his balls. She was breathing through her nose like a race horse and was making ungodly loud slurping and sucking noises as she mouthed his big fat cock. Damn, both of them were like dogs in heat.

Over the grunts and moans I heard the unmistakable sound of heels clicking and turned away from Emma and Victor. All I could see was Lenore's head and her stocking covered legs. The huge hat box she was carrying blocked the rest of her tiny body from my view. She had changed clothes and the silver tuft of hair had been spiked with gel and her eyes were dark and smoky. Her heavy eye shadow combined with her pale skin was very Goth looking and sexy as hell. Her heels were unbelievably tall patent leather jobs with little locks on the ankle straps. She walked passed me and I got a quick peek into the box. It was filled with all kinds of leather and satiny lingerie. My heat fluttered with excitement; this should be fun. She put the box down on a table and turned toward me as she muttered, "Emma never could resist Victor's cock. She's such a fucking cock whore." 

Oh my god, I could hardly believe my eyes. Lenore was clad in beautiful black lingerie that left nothing t the imagination. Her tits and pussy were completely exposed and Lenore's fucking nipples were unbelievable. I'd never seen anything like them. They were dark instead of pink and absolutely bigger than anything I'd ever seen. I mean they were literally as thick as my thumb, and over an inch long. I'd never seen nipples so fucking long and on top of that they were pierced; a heavy silver hoop hung through each one. I did a double take to make sure I'd seen things right. The piercings went through her nipples back near her tits, easily leaving more than an inch of nipple in front of her piercing. Her nipples almost looked like cow teats, but in some weird way, they were as captivating as Victor's cock; both were so totally erotic. Damn, everything about her was totally unique and fascinating. No way I figured her as the piercing type, but her nipples were far more than just pierced. As she walked toward me I couldn't take my eyes from her nipples as they bobbed from side to side. .

I let my eyes fall to take in the rest of her. Shit, the same silver hoop hung from just above her protruding clit. Her fat pussy lips were opened slightly and the nub of flesh pushed through like a small penis. She saw me look at her pussy and smiled like she was pleased. Fuck I was starting to hyperventilate just looking at her. I wanted her so much. The desire to suck on her crazy fucking nipples and lick her big clit was overwhelming. Lenore was the picture of raw pure sex. My eyes couldn't move fast enough bouncing everywhere as I tried my best to take in her stunning body. I'd never been around a woman so strikingly sexy. 

The black lingerie was a stark contrast to her pale skin and she looked awesome. Sheer black stockings were attached to a black garter belt made out of gauzy stretchy material. It fastened around her tiny waist and covered her tummy down to just above her piercing. The garter belt framed her puffy sex. Just looking at her enchanting body had me shaking. I didn't understand it, but I was on fire. Fuck, she was total sex and I wanted her badly.

Her nipples were not the only thing that was gigantic; her tits were even bigger than Emma's and very round. They were easily 34GG, maybe 36's. The lacy half bra didn't have a chance of covering even a tiny part of her soft, creamy orbs. The material was bunched up under each mound of flesh and her tits hung lewdly down her chest like huge ski slopes with her huge nipples pointed slightly up. The hoops lay softly against her tit flesh. Lenore was a beautiful, mysterious hot piece of womanhood. The duckling had become the beautiful swan. I vowed I would never again judge a book by its cover. 

Lenore was right in front of me and staring a hole through me. It was so surreal. She raised her hand and slowly ran the back of her fingers across my nipple. It began to swell as goose bumps popped up and chills ran down my back. She stroked my belly and rubbed my titties as she looked passed me to watch Emma and Victor. 

She watched them for a while, smiled appreciatively and went to join them. I turned just as Victor's hand slid onto Lenore's butt as he caressed her ass approvingly, "Damn, you look fucking hot babe...your ass is awesome." He continued haltingly as Emma worked his cock, "Emma's good babe...mouth is soft and hot... doing a good job on my knob...fuck, she always uses her tongue just right."

I slowly and silently turned, little by little, so that I was facing them. Lenore kneeled next to Emma leaning forward slightly so that her huge tits hung down from her body. Damn, they were just so fucking huge and were begging to be played with. They were every bit as big as Julie's but not quite in the torpedo tits class. Lenore watched Emma suck and tongue Victor's cock as she unbuttoned the remaining buttons on Emma's dress and Emma let her slide it off her shoulders. Emma looked awesome as her beautiful tits spilled out over the top of her sexy low cut bra. 

Lenore wasted no time kissing Emma's ear. She pecked her way slowly toward Emma's mouth and Emma artfully slid Victor's cock out of her mouth and offered it to Lenore. His wife took the huge shiny cock from Emma and fed it into her mouth. Victor's cock disappeared slowly, inch by inch, down her throat. I don't know how the hell she did it, but that petite little woman worked almost half that gigantic cock down her throat with no gagging at all. It was incredible. Lenore obviously had plenty of practice.




Awakening Ch. 08: Haberdasher



Victor fucked Lenore's throat slowly as he held her head in place. I was mesmerized watching his cock appear and disappear. It was stunning. Emma pulled his pants the rest of the way down and moved between his legs, licking and sucking his balls. Watching them had made my pussy wet again. All I could do was squeeze my thighs together and try to catch my clit as I moved from side to side. The three of them were a hot ass porn film and it was killing me not being able to play with them or with myself. 

After a bit Lenore stopped deep throating Victor and the girls took turns licking and sucking the end of his cock. I finally got a real clear look at the ring in the end of his dick. The ring protruded from his pee hole and re-entered on the bottom side of his cock. The ring had a small bead half way around near where it went into his cock just like Lenore's. Their piercings were exotic and a huge turn on for me. Damn, from all the moaning and grunting coming from them, they were having one hell of a time. 

Victor placed a hand on each lady's face and spoke in a low tone, "I think we got a little carried away here. I do love the attention ladies, but I think we need to get back at the task at hand."

The ladies giggled like little girls and their heads bobbed, but they didn't seem to have any interest in leaving his monstrous tool. Finally they helped each other to stand, leaving Victor's massive cock protruding like a flag pole. He gently pushed his foreskin down beyond the end of his cock covering all but a sliver of the ring. It was fascinating. I'd never seen anything like it. I wanted to be able to touch it and play with it and experiment. Fuck that cock looked so good. As the ladies stood they folded into each other's arms again and kissed sensuously, taking their time. 

Emma and Lenore were every man's wet dream; one in white, one in black. It was an incredible sight watching the two stunning, buxom lady's tits mash against each other as they hugged and kissed. Emma was definitely turned on. I could see her pussy lips protruding through her crotchless panties and they were fat and puffy just like her nipples. Man, what I'd give to be able to share her with Lenore right now.

They slowly stopped making out with little pecks and licks. They disengaged and Lenore walked slowly to the table in kind of a dreamlike trace. She stood staring in the box and finally selected a couple of things. Dreamily she said, "Let's start with bras. I can't wait to see how these fit."

Lenore gently unfastened each of my wrists from the waist belt. Her touch was indescribable. Damn, there was something about being in her control that made my whole body buzz. I wondered how deeply it ran. I wondered how far Emma might push. Fuck, too much to think about now. Everything became a blur. There were bras and corsets and panties. Some were shiny satin or spandex. The rest was leather or leather and a lace. Emma kept making requests and Lenore kept dressing and undressing me with new garments. 

Everything I tried on was provocative and made me feel like a sex queen. As the shopping proceeded, the ladies occasionally took time to play with each other which was fun to watch. Emma's crotchless thong and Lenore's lack of panties made it convenient for them to play with each other's pussies anytime they wanted. The two of them looked yummy. From all of their extracurricular play, Emma's big fat pussy lips hung gaudily through the slit in her thong. When Emma was satisfied with the selections, there was quite a pile of undergarments and other naughty sexy things. I was still chained to the ceiling and naked except for my heels. My wrists were again fastened to the belt and I waited for whatever was next. 

I heard Emma tell Lenore it was time for the hoods and my pulse quickened. Lenore showed her several and Emma selected one. Lenore had me lean forward so she could put it over my head. I bent forward and her massive rack was just inches from my face. Her tits sagged nicely, like big fat heavy tits do, and the heavy piercings made me mad with desire. I figured in for a penny, in for a pound so I leaned forward slightly, opened my mouth and sucked one of her long, plump nipples into my mouth. I heard her gasp, and then moan. Her huge fat nipple felt so different, but so wonderful in my mouth. The length of her nipple was astonishing and sucking her nipple was a totally different experience. It was so fat and so long. Lenore apparently enjoyed the attention because she didn't do anything to stop me. I experimented until I learned how to suck her nipple all the way in and then let in slide out so I could suck it back in again. I could feel her nipple swell which was astonishing. It was almost like sucking a small, short dick. She moaned and caressed my face softly as she let me suckle. I was in heaven sucking. I only wished my hands were free. 

Finally she apparently had things to do and whispered, "Damn slut, that's very nice, but we need to see to this hood." I sucked hard as she tried to pull her tit out of my mouth. It was an incredibly exotic tug of war which I almost won. When her nipple finally popped from my lips I could feel her hands trembling as she tried to slide the leather over my head. The smell and feel of the leather was exhilarating and took me back to my wonderful memories from yesterday. 

Lenore regained her composure and moved the hood around until she got the openings in the right spots and Emma gently pulled the laces tight so the soft leather conformed to my face. The sensation of having the hood tightened around my head was extremely erotic and that feeling started again. I could feel my identity melting away and I was becoming anonymous again. There was something so undeniable about the hood. The buzz in my pussy switched to high and I couldn't believe how hot and turned on I was. The affect the leather hood had on me was amazing. It was fucking unreal and I loved it. 

I felt hands on each of my arms unhooking them from the belt. Before I knew it a chain had been attached to each wrist restraint and my arms were extended outward. I looked quickly left and right and watched as the chains were attached to thick wooden posts. My heart was pounding against my chest. I mean the hood and now the chains. I was breathing hard anticipating what was in store for me. 

Oh my god, I almost couldn't believe it. Victor stepped into view and now was wearing nothing but a black leather hood. His body was absolutely gorgeous; perfectly tanned with muscles everywhere, but that gigantic cock sticking out won the prize; a fucking amazing sight. His cock bobbed in the air as he walked toward me. He stopped short to unhook the chain attached to my collar and once loose, he gave the chain a shove and it slid back crashing against the wall. He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes as he swayed side to side making his massive boner bounce against my spread legs. I could see the smile form under his hood. Shivers ran down my spine. That was an experience I'd never had before and I would not likely soon forget. His cock seemed to have a mind of its own and twitched touching my thighs and pussy randomly. I opened my legs wider inviting Victor to slide it in my dripping cunt. He smiled and whispered, "Not yet Amy love; soon enough though." 

His words made my brain reel as I conjured up images of his cock splitting me wide open. His big hands worked tenderly up my rib cage and caressed the bottoms of my tits. Oh my god, his huge cock was gonna be inside me soon. His delicate touch had my nipples quite erect and I could feel more of my juice leaking down my thighs. This giant man had me totally aroused by what he was doing to me and I couldn't wait for whatever he wanted to do next. 

Victor finger tips were all over me. His light touch was like magic. He put his huge hands around my neck like he was going to choke me. Instead he gently massaged my neck kneading the muscles artfully. Damn, his fingers moved tenderly from muscle to muscle like magic and I could feel my total body relax. I had turned to putty and molded to his gigantic body as I leaned against him. He hugged me and my tits mashed sumptuously into his thick chest. I so needed my hands free so I could play with his ass, but I had to settle for laying my leather covered head on his shoulder. He felt so good. 

He shifted slightly pushing his hips against me and the tip of his manhood poked out between my legs and nearly touched my ass cheeks. His hands worked their way down my back to my bare ass and he teased me running his fat fingers up and down my ass crack. I thrust my butt outward so my asshole was more accessible to him. Jesus, what the fuck was I doing? Did I really want one of those huge fingers up my ass? Is that what I wanted? Fuck yes; I knew I couldn't wait for one of his giant digits to go up my ass. I knew what I wanted and I was more than ready to admit it! 

He shifted sideways slightly and his big cock sprung free from between my legs and brushed up and down my thigh. I quickly learned what was next. His hand slowly caressed my stomach as he worked his way down between my legs and cupped my very wet mound. He worked a thick finger between my drenched pussy lips and pried them open, rubbing up and down, pushing deeper into my slit every trip. The wet sloshing noises coming from my pussy was a magical noise that had become so familiar. My eyes were no longer open and the chains rattled as I writhed against them under his superb torment. Without warning, he pushed his long thick finger as deep into my cunt as he could. The suddenness took my breath away, but I settled in quickly hunching his hand as much as I could. 

Victor followed my lead and plunged his finger in and out of my pussy as fast as he could, finger fucking me like the slut I was. I spread my legs as far as I could so Victor had total access. He took full advantage and quickly added a second finger. Fuck, his fingers were bigger than my ex's cock. Victor skillfully probed my cunt jack hammering my dripping quim making me squirm uncontrollably. My brain was spinning. Victor was unbelievably good. 

I got lost in the wonderful feeling of Victor's fingers. My pussy was drenching them and the tingle was starting way down in my toes. The feeling was delicious and my legs were shaking. He was rubbing my clit just the way I liked and knew an orgasm wasn't far away. Then dammit, he slowed his pace working his fingers in a circular motion around in my pussy before pulling his fingers completely out. He bent slightly and reached through my legs and at first I wondered what he was going to do. Then he pressed his finger against my asshole. Oh god, he was going to do my ass. My excitement soared. He lubricated the puckered opening with my pussy juice and then slowly wormed his finger inside, letting my asshole relax around his fat digit. Just like Derek, he knew exactly what he was doing. My ass adjusted quickly and his finger felt awesome. Unbelievable, until yesterday I'd never had anything up my ass, and now I loved it. How did I manage not experiencing this heavenly feeling before? 

My eyes were closed and I moaned softly as Victor worked his magic. I leaned forward as much as the chains would let me so my ass was fully exposed. What a fucking slut I was, but I was the happiest I'd been in a long, long time. The excitement was overwhelming. I felt some cold lube being rubbed on my ass and Victor began working a second finger up my butt. He was stretching my anus like never before and I concentrated on relaxing so that he could get them in. Fuck, his fingers were fatter than Derek's cock. Thank god he did it slowly and deliberately. Once he got me stretched out his fingers felt fucking great in my ass. 

Victor seemed to be enjoying having his fingers in my ass as much as I was. They were in deep and I was so full. It was wonderful. I wished I could watch that ring of muscle clamp against his fingers as they went in and out of my ass. I was lost in the amazing sensations when I felt some kind of straps going around my thighs. My eyes popped open and I looked around to see what was going on. Emma and Lenore changed clothes and each was adorned in just a leather hood and their heels, and they were busy fastening the buckles of the wide belts they placed around my thighs. They did the same at my ankles and a leather sling was placed around my upper back. The ladies stood and watched expectantly. Apparently I was ready for the next phase because Victor stopped fucking my ass, but he teased me so wonderfully by pulling them out slowly; a bit out and then back in. He slowly and methodically worked them out of my ass. When they were finally all the way out my ass I felt totally empty and needy.

The next thing I knew I was being lifted off the ground. Somehow they'd attached chains to the straps around my waist and thighs that held me up and the ones on my ankles and back sort of controlled the rest of me. Something even supported my head. I heard chains rattling as my upper body was lowered backward and my legs were lifted up slightly. My head ended up slightly higher than my feet and my legs were spread in a wide vee. I bet I was quite a sight. Here I was once again; bound and on display for anyone to have their way with me which I knew was going to happen very soon. I was so turned on I think I was about to have an orgasm. 

Hands grabbed my head and turned it to the side. Nothing was in focus, but something soft and very hard at the same time pushed against my lips. It was Victor's cock. I didn't refuse it like I tried to with Derek. Jez, how much I'd changed. This time I opened my mouth wide and I could feel the hard metal ring as I sucked him inside. Fuck, his girth was phenomenal. I opened my mouth as much as I could yet I don't think much more than the head was in. How the fuck did Lenore do it? I was still thinking about it when something wet and warm touched my pussy. Holy shit! The sensations were fucking unbelievable. The mouth on my pussy quickly found my clit and began furiously nibbling on it. 

Fucking unbelievable! I tried to stay in the moment and focus on the huge cock in my mouth, but it was so hard to ignore the soft, warm mouth sucking my clitty. My breathing was erratic and all I could do was moan through the cock stuffed in my mouth. It was a crazy weird sensation hanging there in mid air with all of my body parts suspended and available for carnal use and I could do was enjoy it. The soft mouth on my pussy gave way to a small hand that had to be Lenore's. I glanced down quickly and she was standing between my legs and looked so sexy in her hood and pierced cock-nipples. Emma squeezed some lube on my slit and Lenore put her hand against my pussy and pushed. It went all the way inside on the first push. Damn, my pussy had become quite a play toy in such a short period of time. She started to slowly fuck me with her arm. Holy shit, my fucking pussy sure had been stretched out since I fucked Derek yesterday. I loved the wonderful full feeling, but I guess I could no longer claim to have a tight pussy. Those days were gone. 

My jaw started to ache but I didn't want to give that beautiful cock up. I heard some whispering and Victor pulled his cock out of my mouth just as Lenore pulled her delicious hand from my pussy. I begged for Lenore to do me some more. I heard Victor mumble that he thought I was ready, and the reality of what came next scared me. I wanted it so badly, but fuck, could I really take him? He was so godamned big. 

I didn't have to ponder the situation long. Victor moved around between my legs and I felt his big hands on my thighs as the tip his cock rested against my cunt. The lady on each side of me pulled my lips open and he slowly pushed forward and the tip of his cock borrowed inside. Fuck, he was so damn thick. I felt some cool gel being squirted on my pussy and he pushed slowly forward and I yelped as I felt head push against the ring of muscle inside my vagina. I really, really wanted him inside me, but I panicked, afraid he was going to split me wide open, "Emma, stop him, he's too fucking big. There's no way I can take his cock." I was whimpering, but the head of Victors cock stayed inside my gooey throbbing pussy. 

I heard whispering and then Lenore spoke softly in my ear, "Don't worry Amy; Victor is not going to hurt you. He's a very accomplished lover and is going to go very slowly. He has done this many times. You're not the first woman to think she can't take him. I know you handled Derek okay, and you took my fist easily so I know you can handle Victor." She leaned in and gave me a lingering, sweet kiss on the lips as our leather hoods touched as she patted my arm. The kiss tasted like pussy and the leather smell set off all kinds of crazy, nasty thoughts. 

I just nodded. I realized that in just the short time Lenore had comforted me my pussy had adjusted to Victor's cock. After a few more minutes, he pulled out and more gel was smeared on. This time when he wedged his battering ram against my opening and pushed, he went passed the ring of muscle and a couple of inches disappeared. Jesus, I felt so stuffed, but I didn't feel the pain like when he first put the head in. He didn't move for a minute or so letting my pussy adjust to his enormous girth. That's when ladies started massaging my clit and sucking my nipples. Whoa, what a feeling. 

Victor pulled out a bit and worked it in and out a bit like Derek had done. He pushed deeper and I willed my pussy to stretch. More gel was applied and it felt like he was deeper than before. He was going slowly knowing I was a little afraid. Emma and Lenore kept playing with my tits and clit and that helped to keep my mind off his cock. He continued the routine of more in and then a little out until surprisingly I could feel his balls resting against my ass. Oh my god, his entire huge-ass, fucking cock was all the way in me. His eyes made love to me as he let his huge cock just rest in me for a long while as the ladies continue to fondle and kiss me. 

When he thought I was ready, he started fucking me slow and steady. I could feel his cock touch the inside of my cervix somewhere deep inside. He stayed with the slow pace and feeling his massive cock going in and out was unbelievable. I felt more gel being applied as he increased the speed of his thrusts. The length of his stoke was ungodly long. He was almost all the way out every time before plunging it back in. The sensation was indescribable. Lenore was tongue kissing me as her husband fucked me. Our hoods made everything seem so detached, but exciting. The feeling of being anonymous was fucking off the chart. I could hear whispering again. I couldn't make the words out, but apparently my pussy was ready for the final phase of fucking his huge penis because he pulled nearly all the way out and increased his speed slamming my cunt using his weight to drive to drive his cock home. I was getting the full experience of riding the ole Victor express. 

The first time I felt Victor plunged his cock hard in my pussy was crazy. I expected it to hurt but it didn't. I just felt cock in places that I didn't even know I had. The feelings going through my pussy were overloading my brain. I had never in my life ever been so full of cock while simultaneously making out with one lady while another sucked my nipples and massaged my clit. That oh so familiar tingle was working its way up my legs and I was beginning to lose control of my senses. The combination was overwhelming. Fuck, it was coming. I think I sort of growled and I know my legs went rigid as telephone poles. Then I was whimpering as the lightning bolts shot up my legs and through my pussy. "Jesus fuck," I yelled as the first wave of orgasm hit me. I was gone after that. My body shook and pussy juice shot out of my drenched cunt. 




Awakening Ch. 08: Haberdasher



Victor just kept fucking me as Emma kept up the assault on my clit. Lenore had stepped back since I couldn't control my movements anymore. Being suspended in mid air was one hell of a sensation and I twitched around like a marionette on strings. I thrashed around like I had electricity running through my body. I pleaded with them to stop but they kept it up and kept it up until I heard Emma say, "I think she's had enough." 

Victor changed his pace and started using very short strokes in and out of my pussy. Lenore grabbed his cock giving him a hand job as he was fucking me. Even with Lenore holding on to him, there was at least five inches of cock in me. No more than about half dozen strokes his legs tightened and I could see his eyes close. Lenore released his cock and he pushed his unit all the way back in. I felt his cum splash deep, deep in my pussy. I felt him shiver as he had that little second after-orgasm. He continued nice long strokes and my pussy made squishy, sloppy, cum filled pussy noises. Damn, I love that noise. He finally stopped pumping but pushed his cock all the way inside my cunt and let it rest there. The feeling was another first. Every nerve ending in my love tunnel felt his cock pulse as his heart continued to beat like a drum. Finally as his cock softened, he slowly, inch by fat inch, let his wonderful cock slide out of me and I felt very, very empty. It felt like my pussy was gaping wide open. 

The support at my head was adjusted so I could watch Emma cleaning the cum and pussy juice from Victor's cock. She'd removed her hood and she was sucking and licking every square centimeter of his monumental cock and large round balls. He still had his hood on and looked like an exotic Adonis. Damn, even after fucking me and pumping his huge load in me, his cock was still quite rigid as Emma worked diligently cleaning his equipment. 

I just hung there like a limp ragdoll and watched Emma and Victor. I could feel Victor's hot cum leaking out of my pussy and into the crack of my ass. It was a sexy feeling and I wondered what it tasted like remembering that Derek's cum had been almost sweet. When I was married I didn't really think about cum much, but now I was fast becoming a connoisseur. The taste and feel was quickly becoming one of my favorite snacks. I was thinking about cum, when a warm tongue touched my pussy. I jerked like I'd been hit by a bolt of lightning. I looked down and watched Lenore lick up and down my slit in long slow licks. Her hood was also gone and her huge tits hung down and swayed erotically. My clit began to swell and she sucked it into her mouth like it was a tiny cock. 

The tingle started up immediately. I moaned as she kept licking and tormenting the sensitive swollen bud. She had two fingers in my pussy as she continued to suck my clit. My breathing was erratic and I ready wanted to cum again. Then unexpectedly she slowly slid one of her delicate fingers into my ass. Fuck I love that feeling and that's all it took. My orgasm started immediately. I shook and shook and she would not leave my clit alone. I have no idea how many times I came, but after god knows how long, Lenore was finally finished. It seemed like it took forever before I could finally open my eyes and even longer for my breathing to return to normal. She was standing in the vee of my legs with a very delighted look on her face. I smiled weakly at her. 

Emma and Victor joined Lenore in the vee of my widely spread legs. Victor was the most impressive man I'd ever seen. His muscled body was chiseled, void of all hair and deeply tanned. His massive horse cock hung impressively between his legs. Emma and Lenore teased the insides of my thighs with their fingernails and it felt wonderful. I could still feel cum dripping out of my pussy even though Lenore had eaten much of it when she brought me to orgasm. Victor's load must have been ungodly fucking huge. 

As I hung there with the ladies rubbing my thighs thinking about Victor's cum, and even though I'd just had god knows how many orgasms, I wanted someone to fondle my swollen cunt. I was ready to go again. I think Victor could tell what I was thinking, chuckled to himself and told the ladies he thought it was time to let me down. In truth, I wasn't sure I wanted down, but I wasn't calling the shots. They nodded and they gently started lowering me back to the floor steadying me as my feet touched. Then they started undoing the cuffs and leather straps. Emma gently undid the laces of my hood and helped me remove it. 

Lenore took her time removing the remainder of the gear from my arms and legs. Once all the chains were unhooked, Lenore re-attached my leash. As I looked around, Victor was still nude, but had removed his hood and Emma had her dress back on even though it wasn't buttoned. I figured it must have been time to go, but I didn't have anything to get dressed in so I stood there naked except for my heels, collar and leash. Victor had his arm around his delicious wife and the two made an exciting pornographic image. I gazed longingly at Victor's huge member and warmness spread throughout my body thinking about it stuffed deeply inside me. I stared at his twitching cock and then I looked up and smiled at them mouthing the words, "Thank you." 

They both smiled and nodded. Just like Sappho's, I wanted more of Lenore and Victor. They were people that I could learn from. Emma walked to them and hugged them sharing a kiss with them. Lenore walked with Emma and the two of them packed all of my new lingerie. Emma gathered up her lingerie and put it on top. Victor picked up the box and headed to the car. The three of us followed. Lenore handed the leash to Emma and guided us back through the house. When we got to the porch, Victor was waiting for us. 

The scene on the porch was definitely weird but incredibly exotic. Emma's dress hung loosely from her shoulders and her big tits pushed it open. I stood naked next to her and the leash pulled nicely on my collar reminding of my status. In the bright afternoon sunlight I could see Victor's dried cum on my pussy and my thighs and there were tiny love bites all over my titties. Everyone was smiling in the afterglow of our play time. Lenore started our goodbyes by pulling me to her giving me a deep tongue kiss. I thought I could taste Victor on Lenore's lips. Victor did the same with Emma. 

I was captivated by Lenore's gigantic titties and her huge thick nipples, I gushed telling her how much I loved them and how much I wanted to play with them sometime. She pulled my head to her bust and I licked at her nipples and then sucked on them like I'd never see her again. When I stopped, she smiled and promised we would get together soon. 

Eventually we changed partners and hugging Victor was delicious. I pressed my pussy hard against the thick base of his cock and ground in circles like the wanton slut I'd become and whispered thanking him for letting me experience his beautiful cock. As I whispered in his ear, his wonderful hunk of cock started rising and I could feel it brush against my legs as it became erect. I really wanted to bend over right there on the porch and let him fuck me, but my pussy was already a little sore. For now, it was enough to feel it against my skin. 

We finally made our real goodbyes and Emma led me to the car. As Emma pulled away, I waved. Lenore didn't see me because she was on her knees sucking Victor's cock. Victor smiled and waved. I settled in. It felt perfect being naked and I liked the feeling. As I sat in the car I slid down and got comfortable against the window and watched Emma as we drove away. Her dress had pulled to the side and I loved the view I had. Her bare tits looked beautiful. I had a sex buzz zooming through my body and I could still feel cum oozing out of my pussy as it puddled on the seat. What a fucking weekend it'd been. I couldn't believe what I'd morphed into. I loved every fucking minute of it. In fact, I felt great. I guess Emma felt me watching her and she turned slightly and smiled at me, "What?"

I hesitated a minute, "Emma, I'm truly boggled at all the things that have happened in just twenty four hours. I love everything that I've done and what I'm on the way to becoming, and I owe it all to you. I can't believe I lived in such a shell and how much I was missing. I owe you so fucking much." I was overcome with emotion and I was about to cry so I just reached out and squeezed her shoulder.

Emma smiled back, "I know honey, let's go home and have a little talk. It's been a long weekend."



Awakening Ch. 09: The Proposition



Spending all afternoon fucking and sucking with Lenore and Victor had created a powerful sexual need in me that wouldn't go away. Everything about those very special people was so over the top and my body and brain was still buzzing. I was literally basking in the glorious memories of my most recent experiences and the magnificent wonderful feelings that went with them. My inner slut was contented and satisfied as I curled against the car door and made myself comfortable for the ride home. A sly smile crept onto my face as I shifted my thighs slightly toward Emma and spread them. I was really pleased that Emma now had a perfect view to watch Victor's going way gift seep slowly out of my well stretched pussy. 

The idea that Victor's cum was leaking out of my cunt made a warm tingle surge through my pussy as I remembered how wonderful it had been receiving his gooey gift. I closed my eyes as I relived having his cock inside me. Damn, his mammoth cock! Jez, when he came, he pushed his cock as deep as he could get it before he deposited his cum where no cock had been before. Jesus, his gigantic cock spasmed inside me over and over again. What an incredibly delicious thought; so many fucking spurts of cum. My smile got even bigger as I wondering just how long it might take for all of his spunk to drip out. 

Thinking about Victor's exceptional talents had me really turned on. I mean the man was an unbelievably gifted lover and fucking him pushed me to incredible lengths; pun intended. Thank god Lenore had been right. He did go slow and easy, letting my cunt adjust to his inconceivable width. But even though he went slowly, and all the gel made it easier, his massive girth stretched my pussy like never before and was still gaping wide open as we rode. My curiosity kicked in and I began to wonder how many more times I'd have to fuck Victor before my pussy would really adapt to a cock his size. Jez, what a nice thing to ponder. I smiled, slowly opening my eyes with that wonderful thought stuck in my head.

After the rigors of the afternoon, the peacefulness of the car was so nice; just the outside air rushing over the car. I was dog-tired and ached all over so I was totally content to let my wonderful memories keep me company as the scenery whisked by. It amused me that Emma had flipped the air conditioning to high again and pointed all the vents at my bare tits. I took a quick peek at her. She was smiling contentedly. She loved her little games. The cold air did its job and my sore nipples were standing tall, hard as rocks. Emma looked sideways at me and smiled as she blew I kiss at me and mouthed, "Slut." She was definitely proud of herself. 

Damn, I don't think things could have gotten any better. It was a gorgeous summer afternoon and as we rode, I had a perfect view of her beautiful tits sagging deliciously against her chest. She had pulled her unbuttoned dress to her sides displaying her bountiful profile. She was sexy and she knew it. I loved looking at her tits.

I had just spent the afternoon bound in leather restraints being measured and toyed with by a very kinky lady. Her husband had fucked me like never before with a cock bigger than I could ever have imagined. And, now, here I was, naked riding along with Emma while Victor's cum leaked from my abused slit. Damn, how fucking good was that for one afternoon of fun? 

As Emma drove, she kept stealing little glances at me. She was smiling and licking her lips; being naughty like she was so good at. I loved the way she greedily devoured me with her eyes. She made me feel sexy and wicked. 

Emma turned into her driveway and as she turned the car off she looked at me and gave me a huge smile. Fuck, I sure hoped I was up for whatever was going on in that kinky little head of hers. Thankfully the ride home had reenergized me a little bit, so I grabbed my stuff and got out of the car ready for anything. As I slid out of the car, my ass grazed the giant wet spot on the seat. Seeing the shiny goo on the seat made me weirdly proud and it turned me on. Wow, what a kinky fuck I was. I stood and stretched as I pondered my kink quotient as Emma sauntered around to my side of the car. She was fastening a few of buttons as she walked; hmmm, more of her games. It looked like I was the only one going to be on display and I couldn't wait. Damn, she was certainly good at playing her little games. 

She took the leash and led me very slowly up the walkway and into her house. I followed, letting the leash play out so I could feel the pull against my neck. I stood erect and tall in my heels swaying my tits and ass putting on a show like any sexy minx should. I didn't care the sun was still shining brightly and I was completely naked. I hoped all of her neighbors were enjoying my nakedness because I sure was. Parading me in nude from the car was a bit reckless even for Emma, but she was pushing me, testing my limits again, and I liked it. 

I think our little escapade in front of her house even had Emma amped up. She kept glancing back and when we got to the door, I could see her hand shake as she put the key in the lock. There was no doubt about it, she was excited as shit. I mean had me walking naked in public in heels, on a leash she was holding, and we were in broad daylight. To anyone watching, it would have been one hell of a spectacle and for me it was incredibly exhilarating. I had quite a buzz going on. I couldn't really articulate why, and it didn't really matter. Emma was fucking with my boundaries and I loved it. My sex buzz was soaring and my pussy was on fire again. 

Emma led me to the bedroom and as soon as we through the bedroom door, she turned and kissed me hard. She mashed her lips into mine and one hand found my pussy. Oh my god what a wonderful feeling. I unbuttoned her dress and grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. I pressed my tits all over hers. We were breathing hard and doing what lovers do. Finally, Emma broke away and give me several quick pecks on the lips, "Amy darling, I needed that badly. Being able to look at your gorgeous body on the ride home and watching Victor's cum ooze out of your cunt was so decadent. She dropped to her knees and spread my legs as her tongue lapped against my outer lips before working its way inside. Emma moaned as she licked the cum from my pussy. I could tell all she was interested in was sucking his cum out of my twat. I didn't care about coming, having her eat Victor's cum was un-fucking-believably sexy.

When Emma was through licking my cunt, she stood and unhooked the leash, laying it on the dresser. Her lips had shiny remains from her dalliance between my legs. She leaned in slowly just pressing her lips to mine. After a few seconds, she pushed the tip of her tongue into my mouth and I the taste of Victor's cum entered my mouth. She stepped back smiling like a Cheshire cat shrugging off her dress and tossing it on the bed and then sat down to take off her sandals. I stood in front of her displaying my body for her, legs spread and waiting. She looked up and smiled, "Look at you. You are such a slut. Your pussy is all red and swollen." She reached out and put two fingers in my gaping hole, "And it won't close. Wow, Victor fucked you good. And damn, you've got dried cum all over you. You need a shower." Her words about Victor fucking me good were still pounding loudly in my head as she stood and turned me around to unlock the collar. When she was through I slipped off my heels. I couldn't stop thinking about Victor's massive member. 

The shower was just as wonderful as the one we'd taken early that morning; lots of suds, her buff puff, and fingers everywhere. Emma sucked my nipples lovingly and toyed magically with my sensitive clit and stretched out pussy. Her touches and the hot water were invigorating and brought me back to life. When the shower was over, we playfully dried each other with big fluffy towels again and Emma rubbed this wonderful smelling lotion all over my body and then some special ointment on my sore nipples. I lotioned her next and we smelled like a tropical rain forest. 

We dawdled brushing each other's damp locks taking every opportunity to caress one another and plant little kisses. Emma didn't think we needed to bother with makeup so when we were done, we had that fresh scrubbed, natural look. Emma took my hand and led me to her closet. After sorting through a few things she finally looked satisfied and handed me a short pale yellow robe. I slipped my arms into the silky material and tied the sash. The robe just barely covered my ass cheeks and my pink nipples were nicely visible through the sheer yellow material. Emma was good. Instantly the sheer silky fabric gave me naughty thoughts, and a shiver made a tingle shoot through my pussy. I loved what Emma could do to me and how she made me feel. She knew exactly how to turn me on. 

She picked a cute little pink baby doll for herself and she shook her massive titties playfully at me as she lifted her arms to put it on. Watching her huge mammaries flop back and forth was breathtaking. She did a little shimmy with her arms in the air trying to get the garment to drop in place, but her huge, strawberry tipped mounds blocked the way. She pulled on the bottom of the nightie forcing it into place. Fuck, the sheer material stretched dangerously thin as each of her amazing tits found their way into place. The gauzy material was tight and hugged her tits snuggly, but her nipples were so hard and pointy, they almost poked through the thin pink top. Her eyes bore into mine. She smiled her naughty smile as she circled each of her rock hard nipples slowly with a fingernail. She was sexy and gorgeous and very pleased with herself. 

Emma hadn't bothered with panties which I was quite pleased about. The two of us looked so yummy, like we should be going to a Hugh Hefner pajama party. Emma hugged me to her and kissed me lightly at first, then her tongue pushed slowly between my lips. Her tongue was silky and warm, and her boobs mashed nicely against mine. I didn't need to go anywhere. I was happy. Emma broke our kiss and leaned back, "Let's go grab a bite to eat, and then let's have our talk."

I smiled dreamily at her, but was worried when we left the bedroom without my collar locked in place. Emma never left anything to chance and her apparent oversight made me uneasy. I didn't like it one bit. It meant something important to me and I didn't feel right without it. Emma didn't seem bothered though and took my hand again and led us to the kitchen. She prepared a small snack and fixed us drinks. They both hit the spot. When we finished eating, Emma refreshed our drinks and moved us into the living room for our little talk. 

Following Emma and her beautiful ass for the short walk into the living room was heavenly. Her cheeks floated seductively, peeking out from under the thin baby doll as she took each step. As we entered the living room Emma pointed toward one of the couches for me and then lowered herself into couch the across from me. As soon as she sat, she smiled coquettishly and crossed her legs slowly making sure I got a long look at her tasty pussy. Damn, she was so good. She did it effortlessly and she made it look so feminine. She did it so naturally it looked like that's the way a lady is supposed to cross her legs. I couldn't take my eyes off the spot where her kitty had just winked at me.

Emma studied her glass as she put her thoughts together. Finally she took several long sips, then slowly started as her face broke into a grin, "Amy, in a very short forty eight hour period, you've experienced one hell of a lot, and you've literally transformed before my very eyes. I've watched you grow, and as we've chatted about your feelings, I know you've enjoyed yourself immensely." She paused for another sip and then continued, "Amy, your inquisitiveness from the very first minute you saw my screen saver to now has been thrilling. Oh, and that screen saver thingy really was an accident. I didn't do it on purpose." She paused again to let things sink in, "Your raw curiosity about every new adventure and challenge has been refreshing, like a kid at Christmas. When I saw how you reacted to me all dressed up, I knew you wanted to be seduced and I couldn't wait to do it. I wanted to take you places that you didn't even know existed. I've never seen anyone respond like you have. It was if a beautiful butterfly was ready to emerge from its safe cocoon. All it took was the right circumstances; you were just so ready. My god, I really don't think there's a thing you wouldn't do. It has been so much fun sharing you and teaching you." 

I was smiling ear to ear. Her words were like magic and they brought back all the marvelous feelings, and odors, and sensations; the exotic leather, experiencing unbelievably huge cocks, having my ass licked and kissed, and then violated and stuffed full, breakfast at Sappho's, and girl sex with her and Lenore. My god, what a weekend of nasty, kinky, perverted wonderful eye opening sex, and she was right, I loved every fucking minute of it. I just smiled and sipped my drink. Her words made me feel warm and sexy and slutty and confident and comfortable and right now the only other place I'd rather be was between her beautiful thighs. Fuck, she was delicious and I couldn't think of anything nicer than licking her tasty love button right now.

She took another sip, shifting in the couch and re-crossing her legs. She stretched like a cat and treated me to another peek of her beautiful bare pussy before she continued, "I haven't really ever discussed this next subject, so it's new territory for me."

I didn't really hear what she said since I couldn't get my mind off her pussy. I had to will myself to concentrate on what she was saying. I listened intently as she continued, "I'm not sure how to approach this other than straight forward so here goes. Some of my special friends have taken submissives as the next level in their sex play. It's something I've been toying with and thinking about for awhile, but there was no one I thought would really fit the bill. That is until this very remarkable weekend with you."

As the last word rolled off her lips my heart pounded harder in my chest and I could see my chest rising and falling as my breathing sped up. I couldn't wait for her to continue and hopefully hear the words I wanted to hear so badly. Instead, always the tease, Emma smiled, got up, and bent forward teasing me with her deep cleavage as she retrieved my glass for a refill. Her cute ass swayed enticingly below the bottom of her baby doll as I watched her leave the room. Immediately my thoughts went to everything she'd said. Jesus, the idea of being hers and letting her control me was electrifying and I knew I wanted it badly. 

So many thoughts were zooming through my brain; so many experiences. This whole scene was so new, but I'd known since I put Emma's stuff on that I wanted more. When I awoke after I passed out from the massive orgasms and found myself bound in the restraints, I was so turned on. The tight leather was so erotic and being forced to do things pushed me to places I didn't know existed. I was hooked. I wanted Emma to broaden me; to use me like today with Victor and Lenore. Emma was connected and I wanted to experience the deepest, darkest places she could take me. Fuck, I was shaking thinking about the possibilities. I loved everything about the last two days and by the time Emma walked back into the room my body was tingling uncontrollably.

My breath caught in my throat when I saw the collar wrapped around her arm as she entered the room. She surprised me by sitting down next to me. Her thigh was hot and she let it rub seductively against mine. She put our drinks and the collar on the coffee table and then turned to me. She took my hand in hers, rubbing my fingers as she spoke softly, "I've had as much fun this weekend as you have; in fact, maybe more." Her words were soft and gentle and she stroked the side of my face delicately as she continued, "It was exciting taking you to higher and higher levels and watching you grow as you understood more and more about yourself. It was a huge turn on for me and I enjoyed my part way more than I thought I would. You have become a wonderful play toy and an incredibly sexy slut. All of my friends have been quite impressed and you've made me very proud. You are a very special person."

She leaned in and re-arranged my robe so that my crossed legs were exposed all the way to my waist. My pussy was tingling again and I hoped she would order me to spread my legs so she could finger me. I was ready and willing and I wanted her to play with me. I looked into her eyes pleading as I whispered, "I love it when you touch me Emma. I love it when I'm exposed for your pleasure. I love being your slut. My pussy is wet and ready for you now."

A little smile appeared and without any words Emma leaned toward me. I opened my mouth and accepted her tongue as it filled my mouth. Our hands roamed slowly over each other's tits as we kissed passionately making each other breath hard. God, Emma can kiss. Finally she leaned back and stared at me like she wanted to say more. She grabbed her glass and took several sips. When she was finished she looked at me, "I need to get through this and then we can play." She cleared her throat and started, "Amy, we both really enjoyed what happened over the weekend so I have a proposal." My heart started pounding and I could hardly breathe thinking about what she might say next. 

She sat back and smiled. "I want to take you as my submissive. I want you to wear my collar." 

My heart was pounding uncontrollably and my mouth got dry as toast. My god, she just said it. She wants to be my DOM. My heart was beating a thousand times a minute and my cunt was leaking like an open faucet. I wanted to scream yes, but my mouth was full of cotton and I couldn't speak. All I could do was shake my head up and down and smile at her as I squeezed her arms. She smiled back at me and I knew my life and my world had been changed forever.

Neither of us said anything. The huge smiles on our faces said everything. Emma started flicking my nipple idly with a finger nail and it hardened immediately. I was engrossed in her nipple play when she seductively blew in my ear sending love shivers down my back. She began in a very soft voice, as if she was whispering sweet nothings in my ear, "Whenever you are with me slut, you will always wear my collar and do whatever I tell you to do, which includes doing whoever I choose, whenever I choose. You are going to be my play toy." She paused to blow softly in my ear again which sent more shivers down my spine. She licked and nibbled on the bottom part of my ear and started again in a low husky voice, "We will have our separate professional lives, but the rest of the time you are mine." She leaned back and picked up her drink. 

I nodded in agreement and picked up my drink. I was shaking visibly as I put the glass to my lips. Emma smiled. She knew how incredibly excited I was. I was breathing hard and it felt like my face was beet red. I took another sip waiting for Emma to proceed. I was hers. She studied me for a minute and then smiled mischievously, "Turn around." 

I turned so my back was toward her and I felt her slide the smooth leather around my neck. She tightened the collar, buckled it, and locked it in place. That little click was the most wonderful sound I can ever remember hearing. I didn't move. Unconsciously my hand drifted upward until my fingers found the collar and caressed it softly. I felt Emma's hands slide delicately over my ribs and upward as she began massaging my titties, hugging me to her. I closed my eyes and laid my head against her shoulder basking in the wonderful feelings she was causing. She pinched and pulled on one nipple as the fingers of her other hand slid up and down between my soaked pussy lips. Jesus, I was in fucking heaven. My pussy felt like silk as she worked her magic with my stiff clit. 




Awakening Ch. 09: The Proposition



I was lost in the wonderful feelings when Emma surprised the hell out of me by growling loudly and forcefully, "Stand up and take off the robe."

It took a second for her demand to register in my brain. I was astonished; her command seemed to come out of nowhere. I stood, smiled at her and slid the robe off my shoulders and tossed it on the other couch. Being naked in front of her felt wonderful and Emma put her hand on my sex softly, rubbing my wetness everywhere. I slipped into a wonderful daze enjoying the sensations she was creating. Then without warning she pushed her shiny fingers inside my gaping sexhole. Fuck, what a shock that was. First, that she'd done it to begin with, and second that they went in with no difficulty at all. I was just a thumb away from being fisting again. I mean damn, she just shoved her fingers in me. It was surreal, but the whole thing made me tingle and buzz. I liked it. I was Emma's play toy and I loved standing in front of her, my legs spread with her hand in my pussy. I was in a bit of a daze as I listened to her sing songy voice, "Damn Amy, you're cunt hole is fucking drenched." 

All I could think to do was to look down and acknowledge feebly, "Yes ma'am."

She looked up and smiled as she kept moving her hand around, "This is very, very nice. Every good slut's pussy should always be wet and ready." She continued playing with my vagina and thumbing my clit like it was her own personal play toy. Then she surprised me again. She made me spread my thighs farther and put the fingertips of her other hand in my cunt opening and slowly pushed until both hands were buried up to the knuckles. She spread me open with her hands. It was thrilling having her hands buried inside me and I was shaking like a leaf again. Then she started sawing her hands slowly in and out of my pussy. I was astonished that both her hands would fit inside me. Wow, having Emma's hands stuff my cunt full was crazy good. I caressed her face as she continued to toy with my love box. Damn, she was good.

The more she sawed her hands in and out of me, I couldn't decide whether I wanted one of her hands completely inside me. I was wetter than I'd been all weekend and I really liked having my pussy stuffed full of her hands, but was conflicted. Part of me wanted her to fist me again so badly. The other part didn't know if I could take it after Victor, but if that's what she wanted to do to me, I couldn't wait. I was hers.

Fuck, I was twitching and shaking and I wasn't sure just how long I could stand there and take her torment. She was playing a little game where she would rub my clit with her thumbs until I was shaking and she knew I was getting close and then she'd stop. Her skill with teasing was making me crazy. She smiled, very pleased with herself and to my dismay slowly removed her hands, making quite a show of licking my juice from each shiny digit. My pussy felt so totally empty. I quickly flashed to Victor's huge cock and wondered if he'd fit any better after what Emma'd just done to me.

As I stood in front of her, my pussy gaping from what she had done, I realized just how much I hungered for her to order me to do things, and how important it was for me to obey her. Letting her use me as her sex toy was an incredible rush and it filled a deep need I knew I had. These new sexual realizations and feelings were off the chart extreme and I was so excited I was shaking worse than before. 

Emma stood up and hugged me. I let my body melt against hers and feeling her massive titties mashing against mine was exquisite. She leaned away and stared into my eyes. I took Emma's beautiful face in my hands and kissed her. Delicately at first, but then it turned into a hard passionate kiss that I couldn't get enough of. My emotions had spun out of control and my tongue was deep in her mouth dueling with hers. My hands were all over her, squeezing her soft ass mounds as I ground my pussy against hers. I was shaking harder than before. Kissing Emma was intoxicating and addictive. 

Emma broke our kiss and smiled at me, "Amy darling, you're shaking. Let's sit and talk." 

I couldn't have been happier. I was with the sexiest, kinkiest, most creative lover I'd ever known and she wanted me to be hers. I sat waiting and she finally spoke softly, "Amy, you have become quite a creative, obedient, willing slut." She pushed hair away from my face and kissed me lightly. She smiled warmly, "As the weekend evolved I watched you grow into a confident, sexual creature with limitless bounds." She caressed my thigh before she continued,"My proposal seemed like the natural extension of our relationship." She paused again and rubbed my face lovingly, "I know that you've already agreed, but there are some details we need to work out. First, I think we should we have a trial period so you can really experience the concept and learn what is required of you, and you will learn what to expect from me." I nodded at her letting her know I understood what she was saying.

She continued softly, "To my first point, I think three weeks would be a good start. At the end of three weeks we'll see where we stand." Emma's hands were caressing me all over as she talked. Our thighs were touching and her body heat felt like it was radiating right into my pussy. I was mesmerized by her voice, "Whenever you're here, you are to enter the door with your collar locked in place. I will determine how you dress each day including your undergarments. That is, if I choose to have you wear any. She was smiling her silly happy smile again. There will be other instructions, but I think that's enough to get started. Do you accept my proposition?"

I was beside myself with glee. I tried to be calm and compose myself before answering. I remembered the way the women at Sappho's had spoken, "Emma, it would be my sincerest pleasure to be your submissive." I took a deep breath, "I have never been as sexually alive as I was this weekend. It will be my pleasure to please you in whatever way you desire."

Apparently Emma liked my offer and she pulled her baby doll over her head as she leaned back against the couch, scrunching down and spreading legs. She opened her meaty lips and hissed, "Suck my pussy, slut. I want to cum." 

Her pussy looked delicious and I couldn't wait, but I took my time teasing her, licking and kissing my way up her thighs as I did her bidding. After teasing her with little butterfly kisses I finally pushed my tongue inside, spreading her lips so I could lick her from bottom to top. Her pussy tasted musky and slightly of cum. Hmmm, if I was betting, I'd put my money on Victor.

I drug fingernails lightly down Emma's thighs as I sucked her meaty pussy. Her lips were swollen and distended and it was fun toying with them. She moved her hips in small circles as I licked my way up and down her slit. Her silky swollen pearl protruded from her pussy. I sucked it lovingly and felt it grow as it throbbed. I alternated between her clit and her pussy until she was screaming to get her off. I sucked her clit between my lips and licked the tip with my tongue. I had been softly fingering her butt hole while I licked her. When I pushed my finger up her ass Emma went crazy and started screaming, "Oh fuck! Oh yeah! That's it, fuck yes!" I knew she was ready so I licked her clit harder.

She started to shake and her legs stiffened. She clamped my head to her pussy and I kept up the assault of her clit as I wormed my finger even deeper in her ass. She kept moaning and thrashing about as I made her orgasm over and over again. Her pussy was leaking buckets and her screams and moans were like an ode to my pussy licking. It was so much fun making her cum. I continued the attack up and down her pussy slit and finally she apparently had enough and pushed me away. I leaned against the couch and watched. Her eyes were closed and her heavy chest heaved up and down as she lay there recovering. Her nipples were rock hard and bare pussy was wet and shiny. Damn she looked fucking delicious. I bent forward and sucked the nipple closest into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. I ran my fingertips softly along the bottom of her tit and heard Emma moan softly. I kept licking and sucking her nipple until she softly whispered, "That was fucking awesome slut. You did well, and I love what you're doing with my nipple." 

I sucked her nipple hard making it swell with blood and then let it slip from my lips. I wiped her juices from my face and smiled back, "Sucking your pussy and bringing you to orgasm was completely my pleasure Emma. I am looking forward to doing it whenever you please." I couldn't believe what I just heard myself say. I was hers and I loved it. She pulled me to her and we hugged like teenagers. 

I was happy to sit on the couch and kiss and hug, but Emma decided it was getting late and I should head home so I could prepare for work the next day. We hugged and caressed each other as we worked out a few of the immediate details about me returning the next day. Then Emma excused herself for a minute. Watching her gorgeous naked body parade out of the room was breathtaking. When she returned, a fine gold necklace with a small key on it dangled from one finger and she had one of my new bras and a garter belt in the other hand. She placed the necklace around my neck. I knew what it was for. After several very intimate kisses, we walked out to the cars. Even though it wasn't quite dusk yet it didn't matter to either of us that we were totally naked. Emma handed me the lingerie, "Wear these tomorrow. There will be an email when you get home."

Out of nowhere Emma grabbed my nipples and pinched them, "Don't do anything stupid on the way home and get pulled over driving naked." She kept pinching them as she spoke, "That would displease me and I'll punish you severely if you do." Her tone bewildered me. It was probably part of the leaning process so I just nodded my head okay. She opened the driver's door and I got in. The leather seat was cold on my naked ass. I watched Emma's huge titties sway out to her sides as she walked back to the house. Damn, they were fucking gigantic. I started the car as she disappeared inside. 

What the fuck was I doing? What had I gotten myself into? I was about to drive home without a stitch of clothing on. I was wearing a locked leather collar and I'd just agreed to a trial collaring. Then I smiled from ear to ear. I knew what I was doing. I was having the greatest time of my life. For the first time in my life I was truly happy. That's what the fuck I was doing! 

I drove back to my house with a huge grin spread across my face from ear to ear. I don't think you could have wiped it off with an industrial cleaner. I was buzzing. I was a different person and it was all because of Emma, and one incredibly fortunate accident. Fuck me!