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Explorations Ch. 01

By: Reardon1



Author's Note: I took a long break from this story - partly because of life circumstances and partly because the story went to a place I hadn't prepared for; I'm ready to begin writing these characters again, and most importantly, I know how I want it to end. So, a new beginning was required!

Enjoy! 

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Part 1 -- Discoveries

Jessica was in her bed, the door to her room ajar, letting in a batch of light from the hallway. She looked over at her clock; it was almost midnight. She had gone to bed at ten, but was awoken by a noise from somewhere in the house. She couldn't quite make it out, but it was fairly consistent and it kept her from falling back asleep.

Jessica started to get frustrated. It had been a long week. She had started volleyball practice, and as a senior and the new captain of the team, her responsibilities to go along with the usual pressures of being a high school senior were wearing her out. She was looking forward to a big season in the hopes of getting at least a partial scholarship.

Jessica's mom had been out on a date that evening. It was her fourth date with a guy she had met at work. Jessica closed her eyes, and again a noise forced her eyes open in frustration. "What is that?" She rolled her eyes and pushed back the covers. It seemed to be coming from downstairs. She couldn't make out any words so she slowly made her way down the hallway to the staircase. As she stepped softly down the stairs, the sounds got louder and more distinct. It was definitely her mother's voice. As she got to the bottom of the stairs, she hugged the wall, listening intently. It was coming from the family room around the corner, and it was the sound of her mother moaning.

At first Jessica wasn't sure what to make of it. Her mind began to race with possibilities, and the one that kept coming to mind startled and excited her. The next sound she heard answered the question. 

"Keep going...yeah, right there...put a finger in me...yes...fuck, just like that." 

There was little doubt what was happening just around the corner from where Jessica stood. Unable to look around the corner and unable to force herself back upstairs, Jessica just stood there as the almost unintelligible sounds of her mother having sex assaulted her ears. It was deafening. 

"God, faster...just like that...fuck!" Her mom's moans turned into squeals, her breathing became more shallow and quickened. Jessica could hear her let out a guttural moan, muffled by something, perhaps a pillow. 

Several seconds passed before Jessica heard her mom speak. "God, Brian, that was incredible." 

The next voice Jessica heard was a man's. "Damn, Amy, that was so hot." She could hear some rustling and a zipper. 

Her mom replied, "I think it's your turn, don't you." 

The next thing Jessica heard was the man moaning with pleasure. "Oh my God, your mouth feels so good...yesss."

Jessica knew she wouldn't be able to go back upstairs until she at least took a quick look to see exactly what was going on. She knew she would regret it either way, so she slowly edged her eyes around the corner. What she saw flooded her mind with an avalanche of feelings and thoughts -- first surprise, then disbelief, and then she felt something quite different -- a heat between her thighs that left her flush. There in front of her she saw the back of a man, his pants around his ankles. His hand was holding her mother's long, dark hair in a ponytail. Her mother was on her knees in front of him. She had her hands wrapped around his butt for support as Jessica could see her head bobbing up and down. It was mesmerizing and insane at the same time. She was watching her mother give a man a blowjob. Jessica stood there for another minute before she realized she was pushing her luck and should get back upstairs. The thought of sleep was completely out of the question at this point. She just lay in her bed conflicted, her body hot, her pussy burning from the arousing scene that had played out in front of her.

Jessica had several friends who had given their boyfriends blowjobs, and a few of her friends talked about how they had lost their virginity. Jessica, on the other hand had not let any boy get past touching her breasts. When she had reached puberty, her mother had discussed the "birds and the bees" with her. She had basically said that making love is something two adults do when they love each other very much. She talked about the dangers of getting diseases and of getting pregnant. Her mom stressed to her this last point, stating that although she would never take back giving birth to her and Danny, she wished it had happened when she was a little older. Her main point was that Jessica should at least wait until she was in college before engaging in sex, and it should be with someone she cared about. As curious as she was, she respected her mother's warnings. That was when she was 13. Now 18, Jessica's body had blossomed, as did her curiosity.

About a half hour passed before Jessica heard someone coming up the stairs. It had to be her mother and it seemed she was alone. Jessica tried to sleep, but the image of the ponytail bouncing up and down kept flashing through her mind. Soon her brain had turned the image to the side, filling in the details with her imagination, which at this point seemed to be out of control. 

Now she was picturing her mother's lips wrapped around the man's cock. Her imagination used images from porn she had seen with her friends to give detail and motion to the scenario. Her mom was running her lips along the underside of the man's dick. She took the head into her mouth and sucked hard on it while stroking the shaft with her hand. She then pushed his length all the way down to the back of her throat, sliding back to just the head, and then down all the way again. Without even thinking, Jessica's right hand began to touch her breasts while her other hand glided down her trim body and reached under her panties. The man put his hands on the back of her mom's head as her mother picked up the pace. Up and down she went on his cock, Jessica's hand matching her mom's rhythm stroke for stroke as she rubbed her clit. Her breath quickened as her mom sucked and stroked the man's dick until (just like in the movies) she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked it with her hand until the man shot his cum all over her face. Jessica moaned as her own orgasm reached its climax and she bucked against her hot hand, her body awash in the overwhelming feeling that cascaded through her body.

The next morning, Jessica awoke to the smell of breakfast being cooked. She made her way downstairs and into the kitchen. Her mother was at the stove and turned around. 

"Good morning, Jess. Did you have a good night's sleep?" 

Jessica hesitated for a moment. All she could see was her mom's ponytail bobbing up and down. After a few seconds of silence, she responded, "Yeah, pretty good. How was your date?" 

Amy smiled, "It was fun. We just went out to dinner and went dancing for a little while and then he dropped me off." 

Jessica filled in the blanks in her mind...then he licked my pussy until I had an amazing orgasm. After that, I took his cock in my mouth and he shot a huge load all over my face, just like in the porno movies you and your friends watch when I'm not around.

As Jessica sat down at the table, her brother Dan came downstairs. Jessica wondered if her brother had heard the same thing she did last night. 

Her mom saw Dan come through the doorway. "Hey Danny. How was your night?" 

Dan looked up at his mom, "Fine. What's for breakfast?" 

Amy brought two plates to the table. "Eggs over easy, bacon and toast; just like you two like it." 

The three of them made small talk as they ate. Jessica looked over at her mom as she took a piece of bacon and placed it in her mouth, the same mouth Jessica had seen take a man's cock the night before. She knew it was natural for her mom to have sex; the fact that she actually saw her mother doing it just freaked her out a little. But what excited her was the feeling she felt last night. She had masturbated before, but she had never felt such strong sensations. She had never felt an orgasm so powerful and she knew she wanted to feel that again.

Part 2 -- Experimentation

A couple months had passed since that night of sexual initiation for Jessica. During that time, she had masturbated every night that she could, trying to recapture the sensations she had felt that night. It always felt good, but she didn't always achieve her goal. It was a time of self-exploration and learning about her body and its needs. She tried masturbating in different positions -- on her back, on her knees with her ass in the air, standing in front of her full-length mirror, and in the shower. It was then she learned about the versatility of a good shower head. The Tanners had a massage shower head, which could be changed to different speeds. One of Jessica's most explosive orgasms had come during one of these sessions.

She was also experimenting more with her current boyfriend, Justin. He was her age and also a virgin. A couple weeks after she witnessed her mother having sex, she let Justin take off her shirt and bra and play her breasts. A novice, he needed constant instruction on what felt good to her. "Lick right there," Jessica urged him. "Pinch my nipple...mmm, that's good. Now lick it quickly...that's right. Suck on it hard." Jessica drew in a deep breath. "That's a good boy," she said as she placed her hand on the back of his head. "Do you want to feel what I felt," she asked with a slight smile. Justin didn't say anything as she lifted off his shirt. They were in the woods in back of Justin's house. 

Jessica pushed him against a nearby tree and started circling her tongue around his left nipple. She tried to picture what would feel good to her and then do it to her boyfriend. She quickly flicked her tongue over his now hard nipple and then lightly pinched the other one. "That feels so good," Justin moaned. Jessica smiled to herself with pride and then covered his other nipple with her mouth, this time lightly scraping her teeth over the sensitive area before flattening out her tongue and lapping at it. "Do that again...I liked that," Justin said as he reluctantly reached out to cup Jessica's firm tit in his hand. She complied, and the two 18 year-old novices continued experimenting for another 20 minutes before going home for the night.

After dinner, Jessica was still aroused from the afternoon. She needed to come so badly. She went up to her room, closed the door, and checked to see if Justin was online. He was and Jessica sent him an IM:

Jessica: R U there?

Justin: I'm here. What's up?

Jessica: I had fun today.

Justin: Me 2. U were incredible.

Jessica: Thx, baby. I'm so hot RT now just thinking about it.

Justin: Me 2. I wish I could see U 2nite.

Jessica: We can still play. Do U want to play with me?

Justin: What do you have in mind?

Jessica: Lock your bedroom door.

Justin: I'm back.

Jessica: What are you wearing right now? Tell me every detail.

Justin: I'm wearing a white T-shirt, faded blue jeans, and my converse hi-tops. What R U wearing?

Jessica: I have on a red tank top with a black bra, a pair of black jeans, and black panties.

Justin: U must look so hot!

Jessica: I do:-) Take off your shirt, Justin. Show me those nipples I sucked on.

Justin: It's off.

Jessica: That's a good boy. I'm taking off my tank top and my bra. Do U like what U see?

Justin: You are so beautiful.

Jessica: Does it make U horny to picture me caressing my tits and pinching my nipples?

Justin: Yes!

Jessica: R U rubbing your dick for me? Do U want some motivation? I'm taking off my jeans...

Justin: Me 2. I'm rubbing myself through my boxers.

Jessica: I'm slipping my hand under my panties. Do you wish it was your hand?

Justin: God, yes!!

Jessica: Take out that dick. I want to see U touch yourself while I rub my pussy.

Justin: I am so hard RT now!

Jessica: I'm so wet. I'm sticking a finger inside me. I'm imagining it's your finger. Finger me, Justin!

Justin: Oh my God, Jess. I feel like I'm going to explode!!!!

Jessica: I'm close, baby...wait for me.

Justin: I'll try.

Jessica: Fuck, I just came so hard for U. Go ahead and make yourself come. You have my permission to come all over my tits.

Justin: Damn. That was fuckin' crazy. I blew a huge load.

Jessica: That's my good boy. Good night.

Justin: Goodnight.

That night, Jessica lay in bed thinking about her IM session with Justin. It made her hot to think of how naughty they were right under their parents' noses. She also had a revelation. She loved the fact that she made her boyfriend come without even touching him or even being in the same room as him. She liked the power that came with that realization. This was something she would have to explore further.

Over the next month, Jessica and Justin continued their sexual explorations, having IM sessions and, on a couple of occasions having phone sex. Each time, Jessica took charge, making Justin do things he had never even dreamed of doing. Jessica thought it was time to up the stakes. She wasn't ready to completely give up her virginity, but her mind kept flashing back to the scene that had played out in front of her, watching her mother suck that guy's cock. She wanted to feel what it was like to have someone lick her pussy and she desperately wanted to feel the power of taking Justin's cock in her mouth. She knew he would fall all over himself if she brought it up. She was ready. She just needed to wait for an opportunity.

Jessica's opportunity came that weekend when Justin wanted to take her out on a date. Perfect, she thought to herself. I'll seduce him in his parent's car. She smiled at the thought and picked out what she was going to wear. They were supposed be going to dinner and a movie. Jessica had other plans -- dinner for sure, but the movie would have to wait for another time. She stood in front of her mirror, fresh out of the shower and naked, admiring her body. At 5-10, she was tall like her mom; she had her mother's long, dark hair and olive complexion; and she had breasts that had continued to bloom, growing larger than her mother's ample size. She put on a black bra and a pair of matching panties, slipped on a denim skirt, a red top, and a pair of red sandals she loved because they were both comfortable and showed off her well-manicured feet.

It was 6:00 when Justin pulled up in his parent's sedan and honked the horn. "Mom, I'm on my way out." 

Amy came into the foyer. "What time is the movie again?" 

"We're doing to dinner at one of the Italian restaurant near the theater; the movie starts at 8:00." 

Her mom reminded her, "Remember, be walking through that door no later than 10:30." 

Jessica smiled, "Got it, mom." 

Amy hugged her daughter, "Alright, have a good time."

Justin must have been getting etiquette lessons from his father because he was waiting outside her door to open it for her. He closed it when she was in and went around and got in the driver's seat. Jessica decided to use that very formal and thoughtful gesture as a starting point for her seduction. "I liked that you opened the door for me. It shows that you're thoughtful of my needs," she said with a smile. "Does it make your feel good to serve my needs?" This time she spoke with a hint of mischief. 

"Of course, Jess. A good boyfriend is supposed to make his girl happy, right?" Justin put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway and into the street. 

Jessica smiled at him and put her hand on his leg as he drove into town. As they approached the restaurant, Jessica said, "Keep going. I want to take you someplace before we eat." 

Justin looked over at her, "OK, what's up?" 

She squeezed his thigh. "At the next light make a right...now make your next left...at the stop sign take a left." They were in a residential neighborhood just a few blocks from the restaurant, but out of the way in an area Jessica knew was safe. She had him pull to the curb in between two lampposts so they were parked in the dark spot between the lights.

Justin looked over at his girlfriend who was smiling at him. "What are you up to?" 

Jessica unbuckled her seatbelt, and leaned over and kissed him. As she explored his mouth with her tongue, she reached down and undid his seatbelt. She pulled back from his lips and whispered in his ear, "You know how you said a good boyfriend is supposed to make his girl happy?" 

Justin replied in a hoarse voice, "Yeah." 

She whispered again, "Have you ever licked a girl's pussy before?" 

Justin smiled nervously, "No...do you want me to do that to you?" 

Jessica climbed into the back and patted the seat next to her, "Come here, baby. I'll show you what to do. I've never had anyone do it to me, but I think I'll know what I like." Justin almost killed himself climbing into the backseat. 

"Kiss me," Jessica said. After several minutes of kissing and fondling each other Jessica pulled up her skirt so it was bunched around her waist. Justin stared in disbelief and amazement at Jessica's long, tanned, and toned legs that led to a pair of black panties covering the object of his desires. Jessica had been playing this scenario out in her head for quite some time and had a good idea of what she would like to have happen. She closed her eyes, played the movie in her head, and directed Justin to match the script in her mind.

"Take my leg and hold onto the ankle...now kiss my leg starting at the calf...that's nice. Now slowly move up my leg...mmm...use your tongue on my thigh, almost like you're kissing me." Justin made his way up to the edge of her panties and could smell her scent for the first time. He paused, put his face inches from her pussy, and took in a deep breath. "Do you like my scent?" 

Justin looked up, "It's incredible. It's so strong, it's making my dick hard." 

Jessica smiled, "Don't worry. I'll take care of that later. Do the same thing to my other leg." Justin obeyed and licked and kissed his way up to her panties again. "Good. Now, caress my pussy through the panties with your fingers...mmm, that makes me so hot. Can you feel how hot I am?" 

Justin answered in a whisper, "Yes." 

Jessica played with her nipples through her top. "Kiss it softly. Oh, that feels really good. Keep going. God, your mouth feels so hot on my pussy. Do you want to see it?" Justin nodded. 

Jessica reached down and pushed her panties to her knees, Justin taking them off the rest of the way. Once they were off, Justin stared at Jessica's womanhood. Above her pussy was a patch of black hair. The lips were framed by a light trim of pubic hair. Justin was mesmerized. Her pussy was so small; the lips were puffy and slightly parted. 

"First," Jessica said, "I want you to lick along my inner thigh." She guided him to the spot. "Right there. Ohhh...that feels so nice, Justin. Do the other side. That's good, baby. I need you to lick my pussy now." Jessica reached down and pulled her lips apart for him so he could have unfettered access. "Lick the outside first, lightly. Oh my God, that feels so good. Other side...yes. See the little clit on top? It's very sensitive so go slowly and lightly." Justin licked his way up to her clit and lapped at it slowly. Jessica's reactions told him he was on the right track. 

After several minutes with Jessica moaning and instructing him to go faster or slower, she told him to wet his index finger and slowly work it into her pussy. "Oh my God...ooo...easy, baby. Go back and forth, going deeper each time. Now lick my clit while you do that." Jessica yelled out. 

"Did I hurt you," Justin asked a little apprehensive. 


Explorations Ch. 01



"No, no -- it just felt so fucking good. Don't stop. Just like that. Stay right there and keep working that finger. God, you have no idea how good this feels." Jessica was starting to feel a tingling sensation emanate from her clit, down her legs to her toes and up to her nipples. Her face became flushed, and she knew she was close to coming and it was going to be massive. The dual sensation of Justin's finger inside her and his tongue licking her clit was almost too much for her to handle. She clutched at the seat as her pelvis began to buck at Justin face. 

"Keep going." Her breathing became shallow and quickened. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Jessica squealed as a massive wave washed over her entire body. Her clit became hypersensitive. "Stop licking, but keep fucking me with your finger!" Another series of waves crashed over her until it finally began to subside. Jessica weakly reached out for Justin's hand and pulled it from her pussy. 

"Wow, Jess. That was amazing...Did I do a good job?" 

Jessica, limp and exhausted, smiled, "You did a great job, baby." Justin smiled with pride. Jessica pulled on her panties. "Let's go eat. I'll give you your reward after dinner."

It was 7:30 by the time they got to the restaurant. Jessica was starving. Justin had an erection the entire time and was almost in pain from his hard cock rubbing against his pants. It was 8:45 when they pulled up to their spot on the side street. Throughout dinner, Jessica imagined what it would be like to suck Justin's cock. She was playing back the image of her mom and the images of porn stars she had seen. She was a novice just like her boyfriend; she called upon everything she had learned so far so that she could make Justin feel as good as she did earlier.

Following Jessica's instructions, Justin pushed the driver's seat back as far as it could go to give her full access to him. She then straddled him and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with her tongue. She could feel him harden underneath her, and she loved the feeling of his cock rubbing against her pussy. 

"Do you want me to suck you cock," she whispered into his ear. 

"Yes. I'm so hard I can barely stand it," he quickly replied. 

Jessica kissed him again and climbed off. She unbuckled his belt, undid his jeans, and pushed them down revealing a tented pair of boxers. She leaned down and kissed the head through the fabric, making his cock twitch. Jessica moaned as she put her mouth around him and exhaled her hot breath on cock. Justin groaned from the sensation. She carefully pulled down his boxers and examined for the first time up close a guy's manhood. It looked to be about the average size from what she'd read. It was really stiff and stood straight up. She paused for a second, taking in the fact that she was about to give her first blowjob.

She lowered her mouth to him, kissing the swollen head of his engorged member. Justin moaned at the touch of her lips on him. Opening her mouth, she took in the tip, and tasted her first cock; she could feel the wetness between her legs as she took more of him between her lips. She lifted her head until just the tip was in her mouth, and then lowered her lips further down the shaft. Remembering what she had seen in the movies, Jessica took his cock in her hand and licked his balls. 

"That feels so good," Justin moaned with pleasure. 

Jessica gently took one of his balls in her mouth and sucked on it while stroking the shaft in her hand. She then traced her tongue up the underside of his shaft as Justin took in a sharp breath. 

"Do you like that, baby,' she asked as she put the head back in her mouth and sucked on it hard. 

"Yeah, I do," he responded. 

Jessica was on her knees, leaning across the driver's seat. "Touch my ass," she ordered. "Rub my pussy," she said as she took more of him in her mouth. She moaned as Justin rubbed her pussy through her panties. Jessica came back up and slid her lips down the shaft again, this time taking the entire thing into her mouth. She loved the feeling of his cock tickling the back of her throat. She came back up and deep throated him again. 

"Keep doing that, Jess. I'm going to come." 

Jessica picked up the pace, breathing through her nose, as she continued to bob up and down on him. She felt it swell in her mouth and stiffen even more before the first splash of hot cum hit the back of her throat. It surprised her at first so she pulled up so just the head was between her lips, but she grabbed his cock with her hand and milked him for all he had to offer her. She was surprised how much she liked the slightly salty taste, and she loved the feeling of it sliding down her throat.

Over the next few weeks, Jessica and Justin had several more oral sex sessions; each time she learned more not only about what felt good to him, but even more she realized the power that she wielded over him. She enjoyed having that power and she wanted to continue exploring why it got her off so much.

It was the one-month anniversary of their first time having oral sex when Jessica told Justin over dinner that she wanted to lose her virginity to him. Jessica waited for a night when both her mother and brother would not be home and called Justin to tell him to come over. She had prepared for the occasion meticulously. She bought condoms a few days before and had them at her bedside table. She took a long, hot shower, shaved her legs, and for the first time shaved her pussy so that all that was left was a thin strip of hair leading down to her clit. As she rinsed the shaving cream away, she felt exhilarated by the feeling of her nakedness. She used the shower head on her bald pussy and her knees buckled at the incredible sensation. She came in record time.

In hindsight, it was a good thing that she had come before Justin arrived. After some kissing and oral play, Jessica had pushed Justin on his back, placed the condom over his hard dick, and slowly lowered herself onto him. The first sensation had been a slight pain, but as she took more of his cock, her body relaxed. She moved slowly up and down his shaft, and on the tenth stroke she felt it twitch inside her. Justin's moaning and breathing become labored, and he yelled out. He had come when Jessica had barely warmed up. 

Although it initially felt good, the experience left Jessica unsatisfied. Justin was apologetic that he had come so fast. Jessica didn't show her frustration and told him she had heard it was normal; she knew that with practice Justin would be able to last longer. She decided they just needed to get a lot of practice.



Explorations Ch. 02



My name is Billie Thorndyke. I wrote last time about how my friend, Fred, opened up a side of me of which I was not aware. He placed me on the bed with my ass in the air and spanked me! I had received a few swats when I was growing up, but never a real spanking.

I thought I had finished the story but things went from mildly different to pretty strange. Oh, nothing bad happened. It's just that...well; I'll just stop talking about it and tell the whole thing. I left off with...

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"Hello?" his voice sounded good to me.

"Hi. Would tonight be a good time?" I asked.

"Tonight would be perfect, Mindy," he replied. "Be here at 7:00." The line went dead. I got hot. I knew what I'd done. I had surrendered to him. It felt good to me. My pussy -- and my ass -- were already tingling in anticipation. Controlled or not, I was determined to get fucked before dawn.

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I had already replaced the phone in its cradle and turned away when Fred's words echoed in my mind. 'Mindy'? Who the hell is Mindy? I almost picked up the phone to call him back. Then I decided he must have thought I was someone else. I hadn't identified myself. I just shrugged and decided to wait until that night. It did make me wonder if he had other women on the same string I was now hooked on. The thought made me uncomfortable.

I moved through my Saturday activities almost without conscious effort. I bought groceries, did the laundry and vacuumed the carpets. I took out the trash and collapsed on the couch with a nap on my mind. If I was lucky I'd be up late that night.

Thinking about the night ahead, however, was what kept pushing sleep away. Finally I just gave up and clicked on the TV. I found some old movie and was soon feeling my eyelids getting heavy. I guess it was about 4:00 when the phone rang. I was tempted to just let the machine take a message but I got to my feet and caught it just as my recorded greeting started.

"Hello?" I said. At first there was silence. It went on a second or two and I was just about to give up and hang up. But...

"Uh...Billie? It was you who called me, wasn't it?" Fred sounded confused. I decided to play it out.

"Who is this?" I felt a grin coming on. If Fred had gotten his women mixed up there might be an advantage to playing dumb. I wasn't sure what it might be yet, but I would think of something.

"It's Fred...come on, Billie, you did call me earlier, didn't you." It wasn't quite a question.

"Oh...Fred. Well I have been thinking about you some in the last couple of days. How are you doing?" I could picture his frown and I struggled to maintain the ruse.

"Um...I'm fine. I know you said not to call you but I really did think it was you who called. How are you doing?"

I decided to give up the game. I hadn't been able to come up with any better advantage than simply letting him know I'd caught his faux pas. "Oh, I'm great. I'm just sitting here chatting with my friend, Mindy." The silence stretched out and I couldn't help grinning. "You know, it's the weirdest thing. Mindy says she knows a Fred Bonham who drives a blue compact just like yours. Isn't that strange?"

How could he not have caught on yet? He stumbled around and tried to think of a way to reply. I couldn't help it any more. I just laughed and told him it was all a joke.

"But who is this Mindy? Don't tell me I've got competition." In truth, Fred and I hadn't made any commitment to exclusivity. We were still at the stage where, even though I used birth control and we'd given mutual assurances that we were disease free, he had still used a condom when we did have sex.

"Well, it was just a slip of the tongue, Billie. I used to date a woman named Mindy. In fact you remind me a bit of her. I haven't dated anyone else since we broke it off. I guess it was just habit. I haven't seen her since just after Christmas."

That was a surprise to me. If what he'd just said was the truth, he had gone ten months without dating. Even I hadn't gone that long after Jack was transferred to Florida. "Well, don't worry about it. I might scream out another man's name sometime. I guess you just owe me one." Then I had a thought. "Is it still okay to get together tonight, or are you still pining for Mindy?" I guess I was feeling devilish. Fred let out a heavy sigh.

"No, I was still expecting you tonight. If you still want to come, that is." I let the implied connotation slide.

"Oh yeah. I...uh...kinda miss feeling you next to me." I was still too shy about the whole spanking thing to ask him for it. Maybe when we were naked and ready, but not over the phone.

"Great! That's what I was hoping you felt. I feel the same way," he said. He sounded sincere, but what can you tell over the phone? After a couple more words we hung up. I decided a nap was out of the question by then. Since we'd said seven o'clock, I decided I should eat something before I went over.

I went to the fridge and -- in spite of having shopped that day -- didn't see anything that really appealed to me. I wanted something quick and easy...and light. I didn't want to feel logy and overstuffed later. I decided on a salad but I didn't want to make one. It was off to the neighborhood fast food joint...

I pressed Fred's bell at ten minutes before seven. I hate being late for anything. I had bathed and shaved everywhere appropriate. I thought I looked pretty fair and hoped he would, too.

His face brightened when he opened the door. He looked me over and smiled. "You look great, Billie. Come on in." He opened the door and stepped back. I turned before passing him and we kissed. He pushed the door closed while our tongues were still entwined.

He took my hand and led me into the living room. There was quiet music playing -- a piano instrumental. Candles gave the room a romantic glow. I sat on the couch and Fred sat next to me. It felt like he was seducing me but we already had been intimate, so we both knew why I was there. Nevertheless, it was nice.

Fred poured me a glass of wine and picked a cracker from the tray on the coffee table. Besides crackers, he'd laid out two kinds of cheese and a creamy dip of some kind. I took a slice of cheese and sat back. "So tell me what you've been up to the last week," I asked him.

He told me some of what he'd been working on -- he was a graphic artist -- and I listened while I looked him over. He had admitted to being forty three but he looked younger. He was wearing a pair of soft looking well-worn jeans and a button down casual shirt (untucked). He looked great to me.

I watched his mouth move as he talked. Oh, I really was paying attention to the words, all my observation took only a second. I couldn't help recalling how those lips felt on my nipples and between my thighs. I smiled inside when I thought about the surprise I had for him.

"...so I just told the client I felt he'd do better going to another firm. I don't let a client dictate things like that." He stopped and sipped his wine.

"Sure," I said, "I understand completely." I stood up and slipped out of the sweater I'd worn over my top. "I'm sure you have plenty of clients who are happy with the way you do things." I tossed the sweater on an easy chair and kicked off my shoes. Fred watched me getting comfortable.

"Don't stop now," he said. I grinned at him and went back to sit in his lap.

"Oh no, it isn't going to be that easy, buddy. You're going to do some of the work." I slipped my fingers between the buttons of his shirt. The thick mat of hair that covered his chest fascinated me. I tugged at a tuft of it and he winced. I kissed him softly. Then I put my lips to his ear.

"Oh, poor Freddy...a little pain shouldn't bother a guy who is so good at dishing it out." He wrapped his arms around me and we kissed more seriously then. I unbuttoned three buttons and pushed the shirt open. I broke the kiss and moved so that I could suck his bared nipple into my mouth.

His hands weren't idle either. He caressed my shoulders and back. When I reached his nipple, he reached my ass. His hiss of breath harmonized with my low moan. I nibbled; he squeezed and gave my butt a light swat. I raised my head and we kissed again. Then I stood up, gripping his hand. We moved toward the hallway and the bedroom.

We made short work of our clothes and mounted the bed. Our lips and hands were everywhere. When Fred discovered my hairless pussy he gave a delighted gasp. "I was planning on doing that for you tonight, Billie! You took all the fun out of it."

"From what some of my friends have told me, the fun hasn't started yet," I told him. It was true. Other women swore that hairless sex was ten times better than hairy sex. It's even better they said when both partners are shaved. I had my hopes up.

We tumbled around, kissing, biting and stroking. Maybe it was my newly shaved pussy. Or it may have been the spanking he gave me the last time. Whatever the cause, our inhibitions had flown and we were now giving full rein to our oral side. Fred was the most oral man I'd ever had the great pleasure of knowing.

He kissed me from head to toe, skipping over the most obvious places for a while. He kissed and licked my hip and my side. When he reached my arm he simply lifted it out of the way and sent a thrill through me by flattening his tongue in the hollow of my armpit. My pussy was dripping and it hadn't been touched yet.

His mouth moved back down my body and he lifted my leg. He kissed the sole of my foot before sliding his tongue between each one of my toes. His eyes were locked onto mine as he sucked first one and then two and three toes into his warm wet mouth. I writhed with the unfamiliar pleasures he was bestowing on me. He was careful not to tickle it. I was amazed at the way my body was responding to this new kink.

Finally, after giving my other foot to the same treatment, he pushed my legs apart and let his hands slide slowly toward the hairless vee waiting -- and aching for his attention -- at their junction. I arched my back and he lowered his face...and stopped just an inch before making contact. He inhaled deeply and I felt his hot breath wash over my engorged and parting labia.

He kissed me lightly and I expected the next feeling would be his tongue. Again he surprised me. He rose up and took my ankles in his hands and flipped me over onto my belly! He landed on top of me and kissed the nape of my neck. He didn't let his full weight crush me -- though at that point I wouldn't have cared -- but held some of it off with his arms planted either side of my shoulders.

He nuzzled in my hair and brought his lips to the join between my neck and shoulder. He kissed me and then he opened his mouth and bit down -- hard. I was so far gone by then I nearly came then and there from the animalistic gesture. He was letting me know that he was taking possession of my body and my sex the way a tomcat does with his slutty tabby in heat. Well, I was in heat! I loved it! I wailed out loud.

His cock was pressed hard against the crack of my ass. I rocked my hips up into him and flexed my muscles to try to hold it there. God, I was hot! Fred rose up again and sat straddling my thighs. I tried to get up but he pressed a hand into the small of my back. He swatted me hard. I stopped struggling.

He dismounted, spread my legs wide apart and told me to wait there. Thinking, 'wait here'? I started to turn over but he stopped me with a command. "I said WAIT THERE! I mean right there in that position." I obeyed. I was covered with sweat and I began to cool as he opened a drawer. I might have turned my head to see what he was doing but I played the game his way. Not knowing what was coming was part of the thrill. I'd submit for now, but I'd have his hard cock stuffed deep into me at some point before I left there.

His weight returned to the bed and he stroked my ass tenderly. "I want you to stay exactly where you are and don't look at me." His hand left my butt and it was replaced by a light tickling -- something -- that was totally unfamiliar to me. Then with a slight sting, he slapped the thing across my ass.

He let it stroke across me again and then he slapped it over me again. The tendrils wrapped over my hip and left little bites where they ended. Then I knew what it was! He was flogging me! I sucked in a breath as another stroke landed, this time the ends curved down under one of my butt cheeks and nearly struck my pussy. I shivered with the thought of what that pain might feel like. Biting my lower lip, I parted my legs a little bit wider.

He gave me several harder crossways strokes before again turning the flail so it wrapped down and under. The stroke was lighter than the others and that time several of the tips did hit my dripping pussy lips and the sting went deep. I was very conscious of the fact that there was no hair to take part of the sting out. I was doubly glad I'd shaved then. He stopped and told me I could look at him.

I turned my head and saw the punisher lying between us on the coverlet. The handle was of braided leather, ending in a knob with a loop. The other end of the handle split into a whole bunch of leather strips about the same thickness as a leather shoelace. I had expected the ends of these to be knotted or tipped with something but they just ended. Fred knelt just beyond, grinning down at me.

"Get up and pile the pillows up like last time, Billie," Fred instructed. I wanted to please him. I wanted to feel that wonderful pain again. I did as he said. Then without being told I stretched over them. I gathered the coverlet and blanket under it into a small hump in which I could bury my face during the session.

But Fred had other plans. He told me to turn across the bed. He knelt at my head and lifted it by the hair. My face came up and he thrust his hips forward. His cock was red and angry looking -- and it looked delicious! I opened my mouth and he pushed half his length into it. He picked up the flogger and said, "Spread your legs wide again, Billie. He moved his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth. I opened my legs as wide as I could.

He whirled the whip around and it whistled through the air before it landed right down the crack of my ass and wrapped into my crotch. All of its little leather tongues licked my pussy. It was a light stroke but it still stung. I sucked and writhed as he continued to whip me. My groan of pain/pleasure was transferred to his dick. Most of the time the strokes landed only on my ass and upper thighs. Every four or five, however, he made sure he reached my tender lips. I eagerly obeyed when he told me to use my hands to pull my cheeks apart so he could land a few strokes on my asshole. All the while he fucked my mouth and I sucked and licked him. Saliva was running down my chin and dripping to the bed. I whimpered around his thickness.

He landed several very hard strokes on my ass, timing them to the speed of his thrusts. My neck was aching and the hair he still held felt like it was being ripped from the back of my head. Then he grunted and dropped the whip. He released my hair and held the sides of my head with both hands. He gave one last thrust, nearly gagging me, and erupted into my mouth and throat. I didn't even have to swallow; he was so deep in my throat.

His whole body was trembling as his throbbing ebbed. He let go of my head and withdrew his cock. I swallowed the last drops of his semen and rolled from my perch. My crotch and ass tingled from the punishment. It was a different feeling than the first spanking had left me with. Fred collapsed beside me and pulled me to him. He hugged me and kissed me tenderly.

His hands stroked my back and he nuzzled my ear. "Thank you, Billie," he whispered.

"Thank you, Fred," I whispered back. In the back of my mind I realized he had yet to fuck me again. We had all night, I told myself. For now I would let him rest. But I was determined to be in charge of the next round. I raised my head and watched his face. When his breath evened out and deepened, I knew he had gone to sleep. I smiled at his peaceful expression and closed my eyes.

When I woke I looked at the clock. We'd been asleep nearly an hour. My throat was dry and it clicked when I tried to swallow. I pushed Fred's heavy arm from my waist and slipped off the bed. I walked naked to the kitchen and drew a tall glass of water. I finished it and refilled the glass to take back to the bedroom.

Fred was not on the bed. Then I heard him in the bathroom. I redirected my steps in that direction. The door was open and he stood emptying his bladder noisily into the toilet. His broad shoulders above his narrow waist and hips looked beautiful to me. His ass flexed as he ejected the last squirts of urine. He flushed and turned around. When his eyes found the glass in my hand he asked, "Is that for me?"

"It is if you want it," I answered. He did. But he only drank half of it and handed it back to me. I took it back to the bed and left it on the nightstand. I lowered myself onto the bed -- right side up this time. Fred joined me. He pushed my hair back behind my ears and looked at me as if he was searching for something on my face. "What is it?" I asked him.

"Nothing," he said. "I'm just looking at you. I want to memorize your face." I chuckled.

"It sounds like you're going somewhere -- or I am," I said, suddenly wondering if it were true.

"Nope," he said, kissing the tip of my nose. "I just enjoy looking."

I rolled out of his embrace and rose to my hands and knees. "Well, memorize this," I told him and slipped down to again take his penis into my mouth. I liked the residual tang of his urine. I liked the way he felt in my mouth. Soft, it was easy to envelop the whole thing. I liked it. I liked the way it felt all soft and squishy when I pressed it against the roof of my mouth. That didn't last long, though, because he immediately started to harden again.

When he was good and erect, I straddled him. I held his cock up and swiveled my hips around, smearing the end with my secretions. Then I centered it and began to take it into my body. I sometimes can only wonder in awe about sex. The idea of taking a part of another person's body into my own is amazing to me at those times.

The meshing and merging of our bodies felt so perfect. Those parts of us were created for this purpose and it was so good to use them this way. I rode Fred a long time. He was in no hurry, after all. I reached my peak three times before he got serious. Sitting up, he pushed me back between his spread legs. Without pulling out of me, he managed to double his legs back and rise to his knees.

He lifted my legs (giving my toes another token kiss and suck) and placed them on his shoulders. He held my hips firmly and began to thrust. He was slamming into me, slapping his hips against my thighs and butt, when I came again. He joined me that time and groaned as the throbbing washed through him. We crested the rise and slipped slowly down the other side.

He gave each of my nipples a kiss and slipped free of me. We crawled under the rumpled and sperm and pussy spattered sheets. That time we slept the rest of the night.

Sunday morning we showered together. I offered to shave Fred's pubic hair. He smiled and told me to go ahead. I took my time and made a pretty good job of it. The balls were the hardest part, but he helped by stretching the skin tight for the razor strokes. He decided he liked the way it made his cock look bigger. I wanted to try out the new feeling right away but Fred said he was too hungry.

After we dried off and dressed we went out for breakfast and the Sunday paper. Back at his place we scattered the various sections over the carpet as we went through them, sharing and discussing things like an old married couple. We had both been through marriages -- Fred had two behind him to my one -- and it felt comfortable spending the day that way again. Spending a Sunday morning that way is one of the few good memories I carry from my married days.




Explorations Ch. 02



The next day I went over to Laura's house. That was normal. I went there nearly every day. But today was different. Our relationship had changed drastically yesterday, from the best of friends to - Well, I didn't know what it was now. We had introduced each other to sex. Not intercourse, but a real awakening as we had explored each others' bodies, and I had my first orgasm caused by someone besides myself. I loved it and would love more, but I suspected that Laura might be feeling differently.

I walked into her house - we hadn't knocked for years - and called her name, tentatively. She came into the kitchen looking as cute as ever, with a wide smile on her face. 

"Hey, Lover!" she said.

"What?"

"Just kidding, don't worry. But I have been wondering how you felt about yesterday."

That was a loaded question, but I had to answer. "I feel wonderful. You were amazing. I was wondering how you felt."

"Really good." Lowering her eyes and her voice in an attempt to be sexy, she said. "I learned a lot. And I loved every minute of it." Then in a more normal voice, "Do you think that will change anything between us?"

My mind was whirling. "Do you mean our friendship? I can't imagine anything ever changing the way I feel about you. If anything I feel closer to you."

She smiled widely. "That's just how I feel. It's like the last step in being completely close to you."

She smiled a bit shyly again, and asked, "Do you notice anything different?"

I replied, "You look as cute as ever. But I don't really know of anything different."

"Well, I'm not wearing a bra!"

I felt excitement suddenly building in my groin. "Your boobs look just as nice without it. That's a good thing!"

"Good enough for you to come into my bedroom?"

"Ohhhhh, of course." I didn't know if I would melt or run. We walked into her bedroom together, and stood facing each other. I wasn't sure of the next step, but my hand found its way onto her breast. She took a small step toward me and placed both of her hands on my chest, with just a tiny little moan.

"You still like them?" she asked.

"They are perfect. And I would like to get to know them a lot better."

She giggled and replied, "Go ahead."

I brought both of my hands up to her buttons and began nervously undoing them. She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders as I cupped her naked breasts. I stepped back to admire them, telling her again how beautiful they were. I ran my fingers over her nipples. I pinched one between my finger and thumb, causing her to moan and push her chest into me further. Our hands started roaming over each other, hers finally gathering at my hardened dick.

"Oh, you really do still like them," she giggled.

I just moaned and started pulling her pants off her hips as she worked on getting mine off. Before long we were standing there next to each other, totally naked. 

"Why don't you lay down on my bed," she said. "That thing needs some attention."

I did as I was told, and she immediately went to work on it. Just like yesterday, she squeezed my shaft and slid her hands up and down. 

She looked up at me and asked, "Is it okay if I go slower this time? I'd like to find out more about it."

"It's all yours." I replied. "You can do anything to it that you want."

She looked at me with a strange, naughty expression, and I wondered what I had just committed to. But I also knew that she had no experience and surely knew less than I did. 

She really did start to explore it, running her fingers up and down over the shaft, feeling the bulge of the veins and the ridge running underneath it. 

Working her way up to the head, she said, "The tip feels different. The skin feels different here. And what is this leaking out of your hole?"

"Keep running your finger over that for a minute. Oh, that's nice. That stuff is called precum. I guess it is supposed to lubricate my dick and the girl before we fuck.

"Fuck? You don't usually use that word."

"I'm not usually feeling quite like this." I managed to say. My senses were on edge. I was already starting to feel like cumming, but knew I couldn't yet. "That feels so fucking good!" I said, as she was stroking my shaft.

She giggled again at my language. "And what do you call your penis?" 

"Dick!" I yelled, trying to control my urges. "Or cock! What do you. What do you call it?"

"I usually say penis, but dick sounds good. I don't think I like to say cock." She started stroking the shaft up and down faster. Then she wrapped both hands around it and stroked them both at the same time.

"Are you getting ready to cum?"

"Oh, yes," I managed. My hips had started bucking up and down, I was groaning, and I wasn't trying to hold back any more. I wanted to cum, and then I did.

My cum shot straight up into the air, and a second shot went up before the first came down. Laura didn't let go of me this time. She kept pumping through many shots, and slowed down only after I did. She messaged it slowly from bottom to top as she coaxed the last drops out of the tip.

"Oh, Baby, that was so powerful," she said. "Is it always like that?"

"No," I said, as soon as I could speak. "It's never that powerful when I do it myself. It's so much better with you."

She grabbed some tissues from beside the bed ad started cleaning up cum from my stomach, my penis, my legs, and her hands. "You sure do make a mess! Is it always like that?"

I smiled. "Usually I just shoot into a tissue or something. Plus I think I have more come shoot out when you do it."

"I'll have to be more careful in the future. Do you know that sometimes girls eat this stuff?"

For some reason I felt my loins stir again when she said that. Then she lifted her finger to her lips and licked it.

"It doesn't really taste too bad. It feels so thick and gooey, though." 

"Oh, that's so hot," I said, watching her taste my cum.

"Really? Does that turn you on?" She looked a little puzzled. "You must be a little twisted."

"No," I disagreed. "Guys like to see girls swallow it. At least that is what I've heard, and now I think maybe it's true!"

"Well, I'll remember that," she said. "And now I think it's time for you to lick something." As she said that she was moving up on the bed, and pushed her breast into my face. I opened my mouth and took it inside, letting my tongue flick back and forth on her nipple. 

"That's nice," she said. "And what do you call breasts? Boobs?"

I mumbled yes as much as I could with a mouthful.

"Or tits?" she asked.

I agreed again, even more so, but I still wasn't going to give up my mouth full of tit. When she talked dirty I seemed to get more excited. I was thinking maybe she did, too, since she seemed to like talking about it.

She moved over, putting her other breast in my mouth. I grabbed the wet one with my hand, loving the firm, soft feel of the flesh. She was enjoying herself, too. She went back and forth from giggling to moaning, Moaning even more as my other hand slid in between her legs. One finger slipped into the crack of her pussy, and I was surprised to feel how wet it was. Perhaps if my mouth wasn't full of her tit I would have asked why, but then I thought I might embarrass her if the wetness was her pee leaking out or something like that. There were a lot of things I still needed to find out.

Laura said, "Your penis. I mean, your cock is all hard again. Does that mean it's ready for some attention again?"

She was reaching down for it, wrapping her hand around the base of the shaft. It had gotten hard as a rock again, pointing straight up to the ceiling, without me even realizing it. Yes, it was ready.

"You said you didn't like calling it a cock," I mentioned. She had emphasized that word quite a bit.

"Yeah," she answered. "I guess I like saying cock now. It really seems like a cock when it is all big and hard like this." She looked in my eyes. "I like saying tit, too. And it feels so good when you suck them. Or feel them. Or lick them." She sounded turned on. Her eyes had a wild look.

"And what do you call this?" I asked, squeezing her pussy with my whole hand.

"My pussy. Or cunt." Yes, she sounded excited. "I like pussy better."

"You don't like to call it a cunt?

"No. It sounds pretty great when you say it, though." 

During all of this conversation I continued to suck and lick her tits, and used my hands to massage the tit and nipple that wasn't in my mouth, as well as her whole pubic region. Yes, her cunt. But she had been busy as well. Her hand was jacking my cock off at a fast speed. She grabbed the base of it and stroked all the way up and back down. As we talked, it seemed like she kept getting faster and was squeezing harder. Soon. most of her energy was in jacking my dick harder and faster, harder and faster. I lost the ability to talk any more, and she didn't seem to want to talk either. Even though it hadn't been that long since I had cum, I was getting ready to do it again.

We were both moaning, and Laura was putting some muscle into her pumping. Harder and harder, faster and faster, and soon my hips were bouncing again, trying to keep up, trying to force the cum out of my balls. Then it happened. I didn't warn Laura, it just exploded out. It was a real explosion, and a relief to have it. Laura's hand kept pumping, ferociously, through several shots, even as I started to relax. It started hurting me, and I had to reach down to her hand to stop her. She had seemed to not realize how much she had gotten into it. After I stopped her, she visibly calmed down. She didn't let go, but slowly pulled up on the shaft to milk the remaining goo out of it. 

She rubbed her finger over the tip, and when she was done she brought her fingers to her lips again. She waited until I was looking at her, and then with a nasty grin she licked some come off her finger and swallowed it. 

"That's nice," she crooned. "Did you like that?"

"Oh, God, so good!" I managed to say. I felt like I had been punished- but in a good way.

Laura got off the bed and went into her bathroom to clean up. I wasn't able to move. My head was still swimming. Laura came back out of the bathroom, and applied a warm wash cloth to my dick. She gently rubbed it, my balls, my legs, my stomach. Everyplace that had gotten covered with my cum.

"That feels so nice," I commented, smiling up at her. "That's really soothing. Thank you. Thank you for everything."

"I loved it, too." Then after a pause, she said, "Tell me. If we keep doing this... Well, can we keep doing this? I mean, you are my best friend. We've shared everything with each other, and now even this. But this is something lovers usually share. Like I said, you are my best friend, and I don't want to lose that, but I don't feel like a lover. I don't think of you as a boy friend. I don't think we should date or anything. So how can we not be dating, but stay best friends, and still do this?"

"That's quite a question," I answered, smiling a little as if to make fun of her babbling on like that. "But I think I know what you mean. I think I feel the exact same way that you do. There's nobody I like more, or trust more, than you. I never thought of dating you, but you are the most important person in my life. If you are willing to keep this up, we can experiment with each other and make each other feel good. Really good! I think we can, and I would like to. I think we need to understand that there are no ties, that we can keep dating others with no jealousy, just like we have been doing. Even if we have sex with other people, we're still friends. No jealousy, just great friends."

Now I felt foolish. I don't know if I ever talked that much at once, and certainly not about my emotions. But having just had mind blowing sex and having Laura wiping off my dick, it seemed like a good time to be vulnerable. And I thought we had to be honest with each other. And I wanted to keep having sex with her!

"I'm so glad to hear that you feel the same way I do. But we have to promise that if our feelings change we have to be honest and say so. Right away. Okay?"

"I promise," I said. And while I said that, I was thinking, 'This means more sex!'

As Laura got up and was getting dressed, she said, "My dad is going out with his buddies tonight. Can you come over?"

And I thought, 'This means more sex!'



Explorations Ch. 02



Author's note: Part two of this series. Please read Explorations Ch. 01 to get the background on these characters. FYI, this story contains elements of incest. Thanks for reading.

Part 1 – Expanding Horizons

It was a couple of months after Jessica had lost her virginity to Justin in late April when she received a call from the volleyball coach at the local state university informing her that she was going to receive a scholarship from the school. Jessica had already been accepted into the university and was just waiting on the athletic program to see how much her scholarship would cover. It was a Friday and she knew that her mom was going out on a date and her brother was going to hang out with some of his friends. Since Justin was stuck doing a family night, she decided to call up Mary, one of her volleyball teammates who lived down the street to see if she wanted to do a girls' night.

Mary knocked on the door at 7:00 and Jessica led her into the family room. They ordered pizza and once it arrived, settled in and talked about the scholarship Jessica had received, the excitement of going to college, and of course, boys. 

"So Jess, how are things going with Justin?" Mary asked.

Jessica smiled, "Good. He's a sweet guy." 

Mary, always a little too curious for some people's taste asked, "So, you told me you've been having sex with him. How is it?" 

Jessica settled back on the couch they were sharing, "Pretty good...I mean, very good. He's come a long way since our first time a couple of months ago. One thing I'll say, he's certainly getting really good at licking my pussy. As far as the sex...the fucking...at first he could barely last two minutes, but now he's able to hang a lot longer. But the only time I have an orgasm is when he licks me or rubs my clit. What about you? Are you and Todd having sex?"

Mary hesitated for a moment, "We were. It was alright, but I broke up with him a few days ago." 

Jessica put her hand on Mary's leg, "I'm sorry. What happened?" 

Mary gave a half smile and looked to the side, "I've been thinking about someone else and I thought it was unfair to string Todd along. Every time we made out I was picturing another guy and it just got tiring after a while...and there's something else." Jessica raised her eyebrows. This was getting interesting. 

Mary continued, "You know Stacey Jordan, right?" 

Jessica nodded, "Yeah, why?" 

Mary took a deep breath and exhaled, "Well, Stacey and I have been doing some running together after her basketball practices and our practices. Well, a couple of weeks ago we went out on a long run. When we got back to the school, we used the locker room showers like we do most of the time." 

Jessica leaned forward in her seat, "And?" 

Mary continued, "Well, we get undressed, grab our shower stuff from our lockers, and hop in the shower bay. This is when it got...interesting." Jessica could see where this was going, and to her surprise, her body began to respond. She could feel the heat between her legs. 

"So we're showering next to each other when Stacey asks me if I could wash her back. I didn't think anything of it so I took her bath sponge that she uses and started lathering her up." 

Mary paused. Jessica didn't know if it was for effect or to gather up the courage to finish her story. Mary began again, "So I was washing her back, and after a few seconds she reaches back, puts her hand on my butt, and pulls me toward her." 

Jessica interrupted, "Oh my God! What did you do?" 

Mary leaned forward, "That's just it. I didn't do anything but stand there. Jess, you have to understand, I love guys, but in that moment...her skin was so soft. My tits were grazing against her back. My stomach was pressed against her ass...she turned her head...our bodies were still touching, and I let her kiss me."

Jessica was drenched between her thighs. "Oh my God. Then what?" 

Mary began to blush, "Then...we made out in the shower. Jess, I shit you not, it was fucking hot. Her lips were so soft. She licked my tits so good." 

Jessica was involuntarily touching herself through her shorts. She asked, "What did you do?" 

Mary smiled, "I went with it. I was like fuck it! So, we were both so charged up we got out of the shower and went over to one of the benches by the lockers. Here's where it gets really fucked up. She licked my pussy." 

Jessica pushed her, "Shut up! Are you fucking with me?" 

Mary shook her head, "Are you kidding me? Do you really think I would be telling you this if it weren't true? Let me just tell you...Todd had no idea what he was doing down there. This girl blew my fucking mind." 

Jessica was almost ready to come right there. "So, did you eat her out?" 

Mary shook her head. "I told her I wasn't sure and that my mom was going to be picking me up, which was true. I felt kind of bad. I just wasn't ready for that, you know?" 

Jessica sighed, "That's fucking hot. Your secret's safe with me. To tell you the truth, I wish I were there!"

During Mary's story, Jessica, who was touching herself right in front of her friend, started looking at Mary differently. She was really cute. She was about three inches shorter than Jessica, had shoulder length blonde hair and fair skin. She had small perky breasts and a tight ass. Jessica was not just touching herself from the story; she was touching herself from picturing her friend naked. She was so turned on that when Mary finished, Jessica leaned forward and took Mary's hand.

Mary had noticed Jessica touching herself as she recounted what had happened. She thought it was sexy how Jess slowly rubbed herself without even realizing what she was doing. She could feel her body begin to heat up and she felt her panties dampen. When Jessica took her hand, Mary jumped at first, but then let her guide her fingers to her mouth. Jessica parted her lips and slipped Mary's middle finger between her lips. Their eyes were locked on each other the whole time. Jessica took Mary's index finger in her mouth, sliding her lips up and down its length. Jessica pulled her friend toward her; their lips were inches apart, and they could feel the heat from each other's skin. Jessica put her hand on the back of Mary's neck and pulled her in for a tentative kiss. Once she tasted how sweet Mary was, she parted her lips and penetrated her mouth with her tongue. Jessica sat up and pulled Mary on top of her so that she was on her lap, straddling her. Jessica was beside herself. She hadn't felt like this since the night she sucked Justin's cock for the first time. She lifted off Mary's shirt to reveal her bare skin and pert little tits. Jessica kissed her fully, took a handful of hair and gently pulled her head back as she kissed and licked her way down her neck to her left tit. The only sounds in the room were heavy breathing and moaning. Both knew what each other wanted. Both knew they were going to get it.

Jessica led Mary upstairs to her bedroom and pushed her gently back on the bed, falling on top her, their legs entwined. Mary pulled off Jessica's shirt and unhooked her bra to reveal her large, round tits. "Fuck me, your breasts are perfect," she said and took one in her mouth. 

Jessica moved to the side and positioned her tits above Mary's mouth, feeding them to her. She then slid her hand down Mary's body, unbuttoned her shorts and yanked them down with one hand to reveal a pair of red lace panties. "You naughty girl," Jessica said with a smile. 

Mary took Jessica's other tit in her mouth and sucked and licked her hard nipple while Jessica rubbed Mary's pussy through the lace of her panties. "I'm your naughty little girl tonight," Mary said in response and pulled off Jessica's shorts. 

Jessica reached down and pulled off Mary's panties, kissing and licking up one leg then down the other. She brought her face down to Mary's completely bald pussy. "You are a little slut," she mused. She took in Mary's musky scent, which made her clit feel like it was on fire. 

Jessica tentatively stuck out her tongue and licked Mary's outer lips, savoring the taste. "Mmm...that feels so good," Mary moaned. Jessica licked from just below her clit down to the edge of Mary's butt-hole in one long, slow motion. "Fuck, Jess, lick my kitty." Jessica swung her leg so that her pussy was positioned above Mary's mouth in a 69. Mary grabbed a hold of her friend's ass, spread her pussy lips with her thumbs, and took a long lick.

Dan turned the doorknob to the front door and walked through. He went into the family room expecting to see Jessica and her friend, Mary. They must be upstairs, he thought. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottled water and made his way up the stairs. He was about to yell to Jess that he was home when he heard, "Fuck, Jess, lick my kitty." Dan froze. The door to his sister's room had a small crack and he went up to it and looked through. His cock instantly sprang to attention. There in front of him was his sister and her friend in a 69, each lapping at each other's pussy. It was a wet dream come true.

Dan reached down and stroked his cock through his pants as the two girls made love to each other. Jessica was fingering Mary and licking her clit. Mary was jabbing her tongue in and out of his sister's cunt. "Yeah, baby, fuck me with your tongue," Jessica urged. Dan reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pulled out his cock and stroked it as he stared at the scene playing out in front of him. Mary came first, her pelvis bucking, her moans loud and hoarse. Jessica was out of control, mashing her pussy into Mary's face. Her mouth was open, her eyes clamped shut, her back straightened, and she shuddered with such force that she yelled into Mary's thigh before collapsing on top of her. Dan took this as his cue to go to his room. He waited five minutes before closing his door loud enough for them to hear, hoping they would think he had just come home. He then proceeded to jack off like he never had before.

Jessica turned around and kissed Mary softly on the lips, her tongue reaching for Mary's. "That was hot, M. Are you sure you haven't done that before?" she asked with a smile. 

Mary brought Jessica down in an embrace, their bodies intertwined. "I think we should - " The sound of a door down the hall interrupted Mary's thought. "What was that?" she asked, a little startled. 

Jessica lifted her head, "I think that came from Dan's room. He must have just come home." 

Mary glided her hand across her breast, "I have a confession. You know how I said I've been thinking of another guy?" 

Jessica nodded, "Yeah." 

Mary looked to the door, "Well, for the past few weeks whenever I was sucking Todd's dick, I would close my eyes and imagine it was Dan's." 

Mary hoped Jessica wouldn't be mad. Jessica smiled, "Oh really?" 

Mary traced her fingers along Jessica's ass, "I can't help it. You have to admit, your brother is good looking." 

Jessica thought for a moment. Her brother had grown up, that was for sure. When he had gone through his initial growth spurt, he was gangly and uncoordinated. But as he went through high school and played football as a wide receiver for their team, he had begun to grow into his frame. He was 6-2 with a lean, muscular build. He had short, black hair and a strong angular face. He had gone from an awkward teenager to a handsome young man of 18. "Yeah, he's alright," she said with a smile.

Mary asked, "Is he seeing anybody right now?" 

Jessica replied, "Actually, I think he's been going out with Ashley Johnson. You know, one of the cheerleaders." 

Mary frowned, "Really? He could do so much better. She's pretty, but she's dumb as a rock. He needs to be with someone like...me." 

Jessica leaned in and licked Mary's lips and said, "Well, I'll see if I can make that happen." 

Mary smiled, "Really? You'd help me seduce your brother?" 

Her friend had a devious smile. "I think if we work together, we can make it happen. But you're going to owe me." Jessica thought for a moment. "The first thing we need to do is soften him up." 

Mary asked, "How are going to do that?" 

Jessica leaned in and kissed her, "Leave that to me." 

Part 2 – Consequences

The next morning, Jessica told Mary that she would broach the subject with her brother sometime the coming week. She had no intention of doing any such thing; that would be making it too easy. Instead, she decided that she needed to do some research. Their mother was going to a four-day conference for work the following week between Wednesday and Saturday. Amy told the siblings she would be back Sunday afternoon. That, Jessica decided, was when she would put her plan into action.

Tuesday night Jessica, dressed in a pair of hot pants and a tank top that accentuated her ass and large tits, knocked on Dan's bedroom door. 

"Come in," he said, still typing on his computer keyboard. 

Jessica walked in and smiled. "Hey, brother. Whatcha up to?" 

Dan looked up from his computer and did a double take. "Um...nothing...just doing some email. What are you doing?" 

Jessica noticed that he had, not so smoothly, looked her up and down. She replied, "Just getting ready for bed. But I thought we should have a quick talk about the next few days while mom's away." 

Dan raised his eyebrows, "Really, what about?" 

Jessica moved over to his desk and leaned against it facing him, her tits towering over her brother. "Well, I think we should work out a little schedule. Having mom away provides us with a great opportunity to not have to sneak around with Justin and Ashley...if you know what I mean."

Dan, no virgin himself since he started seeing Ashley last month, smiled. "Yeah, I know what you mean. What do you have in mind?" 

Jessica could feel her pussy begin to throb with excitement. This was going to be too easy. "Well," she started, "Mom's leaving Wednesday morning and coming back Sunday. That gives us four nights that we can have some privacy and have free reign over the house. I take two days, you take two days." 

Dan nodded and smiled, "Sounds good. Can I have Wednesday and Friday? Those two days work out better for me." 

Jessica nodded, "Sounds good. How about if it's not your day, be out of the house by 7:00 and back by midnight." 

Dan replied, "Works for me, Sis. Hey, great idea." 

Jessica put her hand on his arm. His skin was hot to the touch. "Have a good night, bro." 

Dan replied, "You too." He turned to go back to his computer. As Jessica turned around and left the room, he turned his head to catch Jessica's firm, round ass and long legs walk out the door. He let out a huge breath, shook his head, and went back to what he was doing.

Wednesday night, Jessica went to her brother's room. "Hey, Dan. I'm going to be heading out. So are you picking Ashley up or is she coming over herself?" 

Dan had just finished dressing after taking a shower. "I'm going to go pick her up. Her parents know mom's out of town so we're telling them we're going to a movie." 

Jessica smiled, "Nice going, brother. I'm going to walk down to Mary's house. I'll be back around midnight. Have fun!"

Jessica walked out the door, exhilarated by how her plan was coming together. She walked down the street, occasionally looking back at her house. When she saw Dan pull out of the driveway with the car they shared, she doubled back. She walked up the stairs to her room and closed the door. Then she sat and waited.

Fifteen minutes later, Jessica heard the front door open and could hear Dan and Ashley's voices. It sounded like they were going to stay downstairs in the family room. Perfect. If they were near the couch, Jessica would be able to see everything from the kitchen. The hallway at the back of the staircase would let her get to her position and duck out quickly if someone wanted to get anything from the kitchen. A few minutes later she heard someone come up the stairs and go into her brother's room. I bet that's Dan getting condoms, she thought with a smile. The show was about to begin.

Jessica waited until she thought it was safe and then opened her door. She paused at the bottom of the staircase and listened. She could hear Ashley and her brother kissing; Jessica's heart began to race. She took a quick peek around the corner to see the two of them on the couch making out. Jessica walked to the kitchen in her bare feet and stood at a spot where she could see them but they couldn't see her. 

Ashley was straddling her brother's lap as they kissed. Dan pulled off Ashley's shirt and deftly undid her bra. Ashley's skin was fair, her hair red, and freckles dotted her back. She was moaning as Dan sucked on her tits. Jessica couldn't see what he was doing but there was little doubt, based on Ashley's reactions, that he was doing it well. 

"I want to suck that big cock," Ashley said as she got up from his lap and sat on the edge of the couch. 

Dan got up and stood in front of her. Damn, Jessica thought. If he stays there I won't be able to see anything. Ashley unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans. Dan was wearing a pair of black boxer briefs. 

"Look how hard you are for me. You want me to take that monster, don't you." Ashley was stroking her brother's dick over his briefs while Dan took his shirt off. Jessica started to touch her breasts when she saw her brother take off his t-shirt to reveal his broad shoulders and muscular back. Damn, bro, football has been good to you. Ashley pulled down his briefs and began to work on his cock.

After a couple of minutes, Dan told her to get on her knees. Jessica was completely drenched between her legs and reached under her shorts and started rubbing her pussy. But when Ashley moved to her new position, which was perpendicular to Jessica, she almost came. It was then, in profile, that she saw her brother's cock for the first time. Jessica's first reaction was to yank down her shorts and panties, and ram two fingers into her hole. She let out a soft moan as she fucked herself with her fingers. What she saw startled and excited her. Jessica took it all in from the base and the two large balls that hung low beneath it, to the thick mast that led to the large head that was sliding in and out of Ashley's mouth. It was at least a few inches larger than Justin's and twice as thick.

Dan put his hands on the back of Ashley's head and pushed her further down his shaft. She went down as far as she could go, which was halfway, and gagged. She pulled off his cock, a string of spit trailing from her bottom lip to the engorged head. "Yeah baby, make me take that cock," Ashley said, as Dan slid it back between her lips and forced it down her throat again. Jessica slammed three fingers into her pussy and rubbed her clit with her other hand. Ashley slid her tongue down the length of the shaft and licked Dan's balls, taking one in her mouth and sucking it hard, pulling it away from his body. Dan groaned with pleasure; Jessica was coming. She bit her lip, buried her face in her arm, leaned on the countertop, and exploded.

After Dan licked Ashley's pussy for a few minutes, she pulled him to the couch. "Bury that cock inside me." Dan took one of the condoms he had brought down from his room and worked it down his long, thick shaft. He licked Ashley's pussy one more time and then moved between her legs. He pushed the head through the entrance and Jessica began rubbing her clit again. With half of his cock inside Mary, he pulled out until just the head was enfolded by her lips, and then thrust back in, this time with more force. "Fuck, yeah," Ashley yelled, "Take that pussy." 

Dan was working into a steady rhythm now, as was Jessica. He was grunting with each thrust, going deeper with each stroke. Dan reached down, wrapped his arms around Ashley, picked her up, turned around and got them into a cowgirl position. Ashley immediately starting bouncing up and down on his dick. She still wasn't taking all of him into her and Jessica could understand why. "Damn, I love how your cock stretches my pussy, baby." After another minute or so in that position, Ashley got up and rested her knees on the couch facing the wall and said, "Take me from behind, Danny." Dan stood behind her, knelt down, and licked her pussy. Ashley moaned, "I love when you lick me from behind." Dan stood up and slowly worked his way into her. Jessica was fucking her pussy with her fingers again, pinching her hard nipples. "Faster, baby. I'm going to come." Dan grabbed her left shoulder for leverage and started slamming his cock into her, their bodies making slapping noises each time they met. Ashley began yelling out, a continuous moan that got higher and higher in pitch. Dan responded by slapping her ass with his hand. Ashley put her hands on the wall behind the couch and pushed back on Dan's cock. "Slap my ass again!" She was shaking, her sweat-soaked body contorting under the weight of her orgasm. 




Explorations Ch. 02



Jessica was so close to losing it. She took three fingers in her pussy and continued to rub her clit. Dan grabbed a hold of Ashley's hips and thrust into her a few more times, yelled out, and came before falling to the couch beside her. Jessica meanwhile, had moved to a chair at the kitchen table to ride out the series of waves that crashed over her, each one more intense than the last, until finally her pussy released her fingers. Jessica's body was completely spent as she made her way to her room while her brother and his girlfriend recovered in the family room. When Jessica finally went to bed that night, she fell asleep with the image of her brother's cock sliding in and out of Ashley's pussy.

The next night, Jessica had sex with Justin for the last time. He was a nice guy but she needed more from a man, and Justin wasn't capable at this point of giving her what she needed. Her appetite for sex was not being satisfied. To be happy, she would need to find someone who knew what he wanted and how to get it. She loved being in a position of power, but she desperately wanted someone capable from time to time of taking charge. Justin was not that man. 

Friday morning at breakfast, Jessica decided to put phase two of her plan into action. If everything worked out the way she hoped, Dan and Ashley would not be having sex tonight. When the twins met at their car outside of school, Jessica climbed in the passenger seat and put her head between her legs. 

"What's wrong, Jess?" Dan asked, putting his hand on her back. 

She responded, "I'm not feeling too good. My stomach has been feeling funny since lunch and it's getting worse...I just need to lie down." Dan drove them home and helped his sister up to her room and into bed. 

It was 6:00 when Dan knocked on her door. "How are you feeling, sis?" 

Jessica pretended to wake up, "I don't know; a little better, but not great. I'm sorry, Dan. I'm ruining your night." 

Her brother walked over to the bed, sat down beside her and said, "Don't worry about it, Jess. I'll call Ashley and tell her you're not feeling well and that I'm staying home to take care of you." 

Jessica put her hand on Dan's leg. "You're such a good brother. Thanks. You can have my night tomorrow, Okay?" 

Dan rubbed his sister's back. "Sure, sis. Whatever. I'll get you some water and something to eat." Jessica nodded and then turned over and wrapped herself in the covers.

After some dinner Dan said, "Stay in bed and I'll come get you up around 8:00 and see how you're doing." Jessica nodded and realized her opening. At 7:40 Jessica, who had been reading, pushed off the covers and looked in the mirror. She took her hairbrush and combed out her long, black hair that centered midway down her back. She changed out of the shorts and t-shirt she was wearing and put on a red, lace thong and a matching tank top that stopped short to show off her midriff. She looked herself over in the full-length mirror and smiled. It was 7:50 when she climbed back onto the bed, grabbed the large, glass dildo from her nightstand she had bought a few weeks earlier, and began to rub her pussy.

Fifteen minutes later Jessica was soaking wet when Dan entered her room. He was expecting to see his sister asleep in her bed. What he saw made his manhood twitch and then grow in his pants. His sister was spread eagle on top of her bed; her long, toned legs going on forever. Her shiny, black hair was splayed out in a fan, framing her beautiful face. The tank top she had on was hiked up revealing her two large, perfect breasts; she had her left hand covering one, occasionally pinching the nipple. Her other hand was slowly rubbing her pussy, which was bare save for a landing strip of short, black hair. She had on a red thong that was pushed to the side. Her pussy lips were open and puffy, and her scent was strong and irresistible. Jessica's eyes were closed when he walked into the room. He could walk out now and she wouldn't be the wiser. Instead, the erotic site before him kept him standing in his tracks. His sister slowly opened her eyes and looked directly into his; she did not stop what she was doing. 

Dan, momentarily free from his trance said, "I'm sorry Jess. I...uh...didn't realize you were busy. I'll come back later. Sorry." 

Jessica pounced on her opportunity. "Wait," she said almost in a whisper, "Don't leave." Dan turned around to face his sister who was still slowly rubbing her clit. "I wanted you to see this," she said in between soft moans. 

"Do you want to know what I've been thinking about while I've been playing with myself?" Dan didn't, couldn't answer. Jessica continued, "I've been picturing Ashley sucking your cock. I've been picturing you taking her from behind on the couch last night. I've been thinking about how you slapped her little ass and shot your load inside her, only the condom keeping your cum from lining the walls of her little pussy." Dan's cock began to tent his pants and his eyes widened. "That's right, brother. I saw you last night. I watched Ashley suck your dick while she was on her knees like a slut. I saw her bounce up and down on your cock like she was riding a horse. I watched as you slammed your big tool into her like a dog. I hope you're not mad at me. I couldn't help myself. I watched from the kitchen. Do you know what I was doing while you were fucking her? I was stuffing three fingers into my pussy and fucking myself. You made me come twice. Come here and sit on the bed with me and watch me fuck myself." Jessica took the dildo that was beside her and began rubbing the head up and down her outer lips. "I know you want to watch me fuck myself with this cock. Don't you, brother?"

Dan couldn't speak. His throat was dry, his mouth felt like cotton. He stared at his sister's pussy, the dildo caressing the entrance. He sat down on the edge of the bed a couple feet from his sister. "That's a good boy," Jessica said. 

Jessica took the glass dildo, brought it to her mouth and licked the head. She then took the eight-inch shaft and slowly took it into her mouth in one smooth motion until the only thing visible was the bulbous end she held between her fingers. Jessica slowly pulled it out and brought it down to her pussy. Jessica looked into her brother's eyes and punctured her entrance, letting out a gasp. "It's so big, brother, just like your cock. Watch me fuck myself with this big dick." 

Dan's own cock was aching, his erection on full display underneath his pants. Jessica cast her eyes down as Dan slowly rubbed his crotch. "Go ahead, Dan. Touch yourself. It makes me so hot to see that I make you hard." After several more deliberate thrusts from her glass cock she said, "Take it out. It's okay. It'll make me so wet to watch you." Dan hesitated, not saying anything. "Make your sister happy. Pull out that huge cock." Dan could not resist the siren call of his gorgeous sister. He unbuckled his belt, opened his pants, and pulled them off. Jessica reflexively licked her lips at the site of her brother's shaft constrained by his boxer briefs. Jessica continued to slide her dildo in and out of her hole. "Do it, Dan," she breathed.

Dan got up and hesitantly lowered his briefs to his knees, allowing them to fall at his feet. Freed from its constraints, his cock grew to its full size. Jessica's heart raced as she watched his cock grow from big to monstrous. It was thick, the veins bulging as they sent blood to their destination. She pounded her pussy with renewed vigor and moaned, "Stroke it, Dan. Make yourself come while you watch me." Dan followed his sister's orders and began to slowly jerk off his massive dick. 

After a minute or so, Jessica got up on her knees, still sliding her dildo in and out. "Looks like you need a little lubrication." She leaned forward until her mouth was inches from her brother's cock, the head pointing straight at her lips. Jessica pursed her lips and let her spit trail down the head of his penis to the base of the shaft. Dan's motion took up his sister's lubrication and he picked up the pace. Jessica stayed on her knees about a foot away from where her brother sat. Dan's breathing began to quicken, his strokes became longer as he worked his hand from the top of the head down to the base in long, quick motions. 

"I'm so close Dan. Make your sister come." She moaned loudly as she brought her other hand down and rubbed her clit while taking the dildo. "Fuck!" Jessica was yelling and coming. The first couple of waves knocked her back on the bed, her pelvis bucking against the dildo in her hand. 

That was the last straw for Dan as his own orgasm hit him hard. He groaned, "Oh my God, Jess." 

His sister, still slowly working her pussy as she came down from her massive orgasm said, "Come for your sister, Dan. I want to see it." 

The muscles in Dan's abdomen tightened; his pelvis bucked; his hand a blur as the first load shot in the air and landed on his sister's thigh. He groaned as several more waves of cum flew through the air, landing between he and Jessica. Dan finally sat back against the bedpost, his hand still slowly stroking his softening member. Jessica stared at her brother, reached down to her thigh, scooped up his cum with her fingers, and brought it to her outreached tongue. Savoring the taste of the fruits of her labor, Jessica smiled.

The next morning Jessica awoke and went downstairs to the kitchen. Dan was already up and making coffee. "Good morning," she said, "how did you sleep?" 

Dan was still in a state of shock about what they had done the previous night. He gave an uneasy smile, "I didn't really. I can't believe what we did last night." 

Jessica sat at the breakfast bar facing her brother. "We didn't do anything wrong. Brothers and sisters explore their sexuality everyday with each other." 

Her words made him feel a little better. "I guess you're right," he said. 

Jessica took a sip from her coffee mug. "Of course I'm right. Now, I promised you that you could have tonight, right." Dan nodded; Jessica continued, "Well, I have a little surprise for you so here's what I want you to do. Give me the house this afternoon and come back around 4:00 or so; there's someone who has been dying to get together with you. I just need to make a few arrangements. Trust me, you will not be disappointed." 

Dan asked, "What are you talking about? Who is it?" 

Jessica shook her head, "Oh no. That would ruin the surprise, now wouldn't it? Just keep yourself occupied this afternoon and let your sister take care of everything."

It was 11:00 when Dan left the house and Jessica called Mary. "M, what are you up to today? Nothing. Good. Clear your day and pack some clothes for the night. You're staying over...Well you know that person you've been wanting to get your hands on?...That's right. Oh, and don't forget your bikini. Get your ass over here...Bye." 

Jessica smiled as she hung up the phone. The stage was set.

It was 12:30 when Mary came over. Jessica was out back sunbathing by the pool. By 2:30 they had gotten their fill of the sun. Jessica suggested they take a shower together to get the suntan lotion and sweat off their bodies. By 3:15, she had Mary in a state of sexual tension that was palpable. As they lay together naked in Jessica's bed in a 69, Mary felt the beginnings of a massive orgasm sweep over her body. 

"Keep licking my cunt and make me come," Jessica ordered. As Mary came down from her orgasm, she turned around and brought Jessica's knees to her chest, diving her tongue in and out of her friend's pussy. 

"If you want to fuck my brother, you need to make me come first. Put a couple of fingers in me and lick that clit...Fuck, yeah. I'm close, baby. Keep going." Jessica put her hand on the back of Mary's head and forced her mouth down on her pussy as she came with enormous force. She grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to her lips to kiss her. "That was amazing, M. Let's freshen up. Dan will be here soon."

A few minutes after 4:00 Dan walked through the front door. No one was downstairs so he went up to his room. Lying on his bed, naked with her limbs tied to the four corners of his bedposts, was his sister's friend, Mary. She had a black satin mask over her eyes. Leaning over Mary and kissing her on the lips was his sister; she was fully clothed in a pair of blue jeans and a white tank top. 

Jessica looked up at him and smiled. "Hello, brother. I told you to trust me, didn't I? Look what I've brought home for you." On hearing Jessica welcoming her brother, Mary licked her lips as her ass began to slowly move up and down in anticipation.

"Sit over there, Dan." Jessica motioned to his desk chair. "I'll get her ready for you." Dan didn't say a word and followed his sister's lead as he walked over to the chair, sat down, and began rubbing his cock through his shorts. 

Jessica leaned over the bound Mary and licked first one nipple then the other as Mary moaned and hummed her approval. "Do you like it when I lick your breasts?" she asked as she lightly scraped her teeth over one of her friend's nipples. 

Mary replied with a whisper, "Yes. Do it again." 

Jessica slapped Mary's left tit lightly and said, "I'll decide what you deserve." 

Jessica looked over at Dan who was taking off his shorts. "She's a hot little thing isn't she, brother?" Dan nodded. "Do you want to see me lick her pussy?" Dan nodded again, unable to speak. Jessica smiled at him. "Take out that big cock. I want to see you stroke it while I suck on Mary's clit." 

Dan threw off his underwear and began to slowly stroke his cock. "What did I tell you about lubrication, brother? Bring that dick over here." Dan followed orders and moved to the side of the bed. Jessica motioned for him to bring his cock next to Mary's head. Jessica took Mary's head and pointed her lips at Dan's cock. "Spit," she ordered. "Again," she said. "There you go, Dan. Now stroke that fucking dick while I eat her out."

Dan stood there and fucked his hand as his sister moved to between Mary's bound legs and started licking her clit. Mary moaned loudly as Jessica lapped at her pussy, occasionally encircling her clit with her tongue. Jessica brought her head up, now fingering her friend's pussy. 

"That's right. Stroke that monster cock but don't come unless I tell you." 

Dan was beside himself; he had never been so hot for someone in his life. The thing was, he wasn't sure who he wanted more - Mary or his own sister. Jessica could see the passion in his eyes and knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer so she dove into her friend's pussy, fucked her furiously with two fingers, and licked her clit as fast as she could. 

Mary was moaning, bucking, and coming. She yelled out as her hands pulled against their restraints. Dan's hand was like a piston on his shaft as he looked over at Jessica, waiting for her approval. Jessica looked up at him. "Come all over Mary. Make her take your load." 

Dan yelled out and shot line after line all over Mary's body, hitting her tits with the first shot, her cheek with the second, her stomach with the third and fourth. He bathed her in a stream of come that wouldn't stop spurting out of his huge cock. Finally, after he was completely spent, he sat on the edge of the bed next to Mary's head. Jessica immediately went to work, lapping up her brother's cum from Mary's hot skin until there wasn't a trace left.

Jessica pulled off the mask around Mary's eyes and kissed her on the lips, allowing Mary to taste Dan's cum from her mouth. She untied Mary from her restraints and positioned her so that she was on her hands and knees, her feet dangling at the edge of the bed. 

"Look at that tight ass, Dan," Jessica said, her hand rubbing Mary's left cheek then slapping it lightly. "Look at that wet, little pussy," she said, spreading Mary's lips with her fingers. Dan was standing now, inches from the bed, his cock growing in his hand. "Do you want to take that pussy?" Dan nodded. Jessica smiled, "Not yet, brother. I get first crack at it. But I'll tell you what. Why don't you bring that thing over here and let Mary suck it."

Dan moved over to the other side of the bed as Mary got her first glimpse at Dan's cock. "Oh my God, Dan. Gimme that thing." 

Dan got on the bed, kneeling in front of Mary who was still on her hands and knees, her ass in the air. As Mary began to lick the underside of Dan's cock and suck on his balls, Jessica stripped naked, left the room momentarily, and came back with a strap-on she had bought the same time she got her glass dildo. Dan's cock swelled in Mary's mouth at the site of his sister donning a massive strap-on. 

As Jessica poured some lube on the cock and stroked it she said, "I told you I had first dibs on her pussy." Mary looked back to see her friend move in behind her, a huge cock between her legs. Jessica rubbed the entrance up and down with the dildo and punctured Mary's soaking wet hole.

Mary groaned as she felt it enter her extremely wet and sensitive pussy, her mouth halfway down Dan's dick. After a few short strokes, Jessica thrust her cock to the hilt as Mary yelled out. 

"Take my dick, you little cock-hungry slut! Suck my brother's monster while I fuck your hole!" Jessica slapped Mary's ass several times as she got into a steady rhythm, the pressure from each thrust rubbing her own clit perfectly.

Amy pulled into the driveway, relieved to be home. The conference had finished up a day early and she had gotten a flight out. She was looking forward to seeing her kids, taking a long shower, and sleeping in. When she walked through the front door there was no one downstairs. She carried her bags up the stairs and about halfway up she heard something that made her freeze in her tracks. 

"Take my dick, you little cock-hungry slut! Suck my brother's monster while I fuck your hole!" 

That was Jessica's voice; what the fuck was going on? Amy got to the top of the stairs and followed the sound of Jessica's voice to Dan's bedroom. There in front of her was a scene out of a porn movie. Her 19 year-old twins were on either side of a naked girl. Her son was getting his penis sucked by a blonde – was that Mary? Her daughter was wearing a strap-on and fucking this girl, yelling out obscenities and slapping her ass. Amy dropped her bags and yelled, "What the fuck is going on!"



Explorations Ch. 02



We made ham sandwiches for lunch and napped -- Fred on the couch and me in the bedroom. When I woke up Fred was still sleeping. I wrote him a note and slipped out without waking him. I knew he'd be okay with that. Just as I was certain there would be other nights and days like the ones we'd just shared. I drove home with a contented feeling.

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On Tuesday I got a card in the mail. It was a thank you card with a note. "Billie: I allowed you that one last night of making some decisions on your own. Your razor job threw me off. Now that we're on the same footing again, I'll expect more strict obedience on your part. Report to my place on Thursday night at 7:00 PM. When I arrive, I expect you to be naked with a cold, extra dry Stoli Martini and some light snacks ready for me. I'll bring dinner." It was signed simply, "Fred" Taped to the card was a key.

I wasn't sure what to think. On one hand, my first response was a thrill of excitement. On the other, I wasn't sure I was ready to fully accept the submissive role the card implied. During my marriage, I had needed to be the strong one. My husband just wanted to let me deal with things most of the time. I had been making my own decisions for all the years since my divorce.

The two times I had briefly surrendered to Fred had definitely felt like a liberating vacation from all that. But did I want it as a way of life? If I didn't do things the way he demanded, would he dump me? If I did, did that mean it was the way things would be between us as long as we lasted? I had two days to decide.

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In the end I decided I had to keep the assignation anyway, if only to tell him I didn't want to have things so cut and dried. I had enjoyed submitting but I gloried in the feeling of straddling him the way I'd done. Wednesday I'd used my lunch hour to go out to an adult book shop. I bought a slim novel from the "BDSM" section. I nervously paid for it (the clerk was either very controlled or, more likely, he was so jaded he was used to everything) and tucked it into my purse.

I read the whole thing that night. It was about a young woman who basically sold herself into slavery for a year. In return for room and board - and a huge monetary payoff at the end - she let her master use her any way he chose. Beside the Inquisition style floggings and humiliating chores and acts, he also took her to clubs and parties which other masters and slaves attended.

At these parties the man shared her mouth, pussy and ass with others - male and female - many times. Sometimes she'd be required to serve food and drinks. Other times she was expected to service owners and even other slaves. Often several other people used her at the same time. As hot as the well written story was - I masturbated three times while my other hand held the book - I was still reluctant to agree to anything like that situation.

For one thing, I would not leave my job. For another, I doubted Fred was rich enough to support me and himself on his income. I didn't know exactly how much he earned, but his apartment, car and wardrobe were, while good enough, not elaborate or fancy. I doubted if he could afford the lavish payoff, either. I wouldn't do it even for the money the book mentioned.

Thursday morning I had fallen back into waffling. I decided to reserve my decision until Fred and I discussed it at length. I didn't get a lot of work done and left the office early. At home I took a nap and prepared my body as I'd done the previous time. I got the key Fred had sent me and headed for his apartment.

The key stuck a bit since it was new, but it admitted me into the cool darkness. The first thing I did was turn up the heat a few degrees. If I was going to be lolling around naked until 7:00 I wanted a little more warmth. Once the place warmed up I got naked and went exploring.

As I was growing up I had become pretty skilled at nosily going through my parents' and my brother's room. The most surprising thing I ever found were some nude pictures of my much younger mother. I never took anything (well, I 'borrowed' some men's magazines from my brother once - but put them back) but I got good at making sure I put everything back exactly as it had been. So I went to work going through the apartment.

I spent the least time on the rooms I'd been in. I figured there wouldn't be anything clandestine in his living room, kitchen or the bathroom. I didn't even find anything too surprising in the bedroom. In the closet was the box where Fred kept his 'toys'. My eyes widened at the sight of a strap on penis. It felt heavy in my hand and the harness looked complicated. I cautiously smelled it but it only smelled like rubber. I put it back and the box back in the closet.

In the second bedroom I saw he'd turned it into an office or den. There was an old sofa an easy chair with a hole in the upholstery of one of the arms and the seat sagged. There was a desk with a computer and there were shelves along the wall. The shelves were full of books and I ran my eyes over the titles. Some of them were suggestive and proved to be similar to the one I'd read the night before.

I sat at the desk, glanced at the clock on the wall and decided I had time to raid the computer. When the screen came up I was disappointed (but not too surprised) to see that it was password protected. I turned it off again and went through the desk drawers. A magazine called 'Paddles' had some sexy D/S stories and personal ads from people either offering or wanting erotic punishment. From the addresses I realized it was published in Australia.

I spun around in the desk chair and looked at the closet. I slid the door open and found more clothes hanging there. I pushed some aside and saw that there were costumes among regular clothing. There was a filmy harem outfit and a French maid's uniform. There was a pair of shiny leather pants that looked as if they might fit Fred.

I pushed most of the clothes aside and saw a safe sitting on the floor. I tried the handle and gasped when it turned. I pulled the door open and saw a photo album inside. "Jackpot!" I whispered to myself. I returned to the desk chair, half expecting it to contain merely family photos but my heart beat faster as I lifted the cover. Even family pictures would have been interesting to me. But the first page had four pictures on it.

The top left showed a blonde woman sitting on the couch that was sitting across the room from me in Fred's den. She was naked and had huge breasts. She was smiling at the camera. Her legs were spread and the end of...something shiny and silver showed amid the tangle of her brown pubic hair. She had one hand near it. The other supported her right breast.

The picture next to that one showed the same woman but she was on her hands and knees and facing away from the camera. Her head was turned back so she could see the cameraman. Her broad ass and back were covered with red stripes. was one of Fred's former...partners, or whatever I'd stepped into.

I certainly hadn't expected to be his first female friend. Did I feel jealous? No. I felt a little mild envy of the blonde's slender body, but there was no jealousy in me. Even if he told me she was concurrent with me, there would be no jealousy. I got past all that a long time before.

I paged through the album and found a few surprises. The blonde was replaced by a brunette who was a bit heavier than I am. The pictures were all of bondage scenes and a few of them were exciting to me. My pussy was oozing more than it had been before I opened the book. The women were placed in positions that I hadn't been subjected to yet, but at least I knew what to expect. There was nothing I'd really object to...at least in the pictures I saw.

I put the album back into the safe and shut the door. I didn't spin the dial to lock it, because maybe Fred had meant for me to see this. I left everything as I found it and went back to the kitchen for a glass of water, the pictures lingering in my mind. Whatever Fred had done before we met was his business, just as my past was mine.

The clock read 6:47 when I heard the key in the door. I went to the living room and watched Fred come in. Though he'd neglected to specify a position for me, I thought it appropriate to kneel. I'd already downed two martinis of my own and when I went to my knees on the carpet, Fred's requested drink was in my hand.

"Ah," he said, "I'm happy to see you got my card."

"I got it at work and I wish you'd have been there when it did. My panties got very wet when I read it."

"Never mind your panties," he said. "Come over here and help me undress."

I went to hands and knees - well, one hand, since I still held his drink -- to reach him. In my mind I was trying to make myself submissive. The crawling helped. I felt the vodka slop a bit over my hand as it sloshed. When I reached him I used my hands to open his pants while he got rid of his jacket and shirt. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of the boxers he wore and pulled them down with the slacks.

His cock was half hard already and I just leaned forward to suck it into my mouth. He took the drink from me and I used my hand to cup his balls while I gave him head. By that time he'd hardened completely and I bobbed my head back and forth on the stiff prick. He put one hand on the back of my head and drank the martini down with the other.

I heard his lips smack when he finished the drink. "Get me another, Billie," he said. I rose to my feet, having reluctantly released that pretty cock, and took the empty glass. We kissed and I slapped his hairy butt before I turned away.

"We need to talk," I said just as I turned the corner into the kitchen. There was no reply. I felt butterflies in my stomach because I was unsure whether he really required me to be submissive all the time or if he'd be open to some kind of a back and forth kind of relationship.

I mixed the drink and took it back to the living room. Fred was seated on the couch, his legs lolling apart and his dick standing up from the patch of pubic hair. That reminded me of my intention to shave him. Instead of broaching the main subject on my mind I came to a sudden decision. I turned back and left the room without a word.

I got a bowl from the cupboard and took it into the bathroom. I have no idea what he was thinking but it didn't matter to me. I filled the bowl with hot water and grabbed the razor and shaving cream before returning to him. His expression went from puzzled to show his understanding when he saw what I carried.

"Ah...Billie, I'm not sure I want to..." he began.

"This is a requirement, Fred," I said. It was a little funny to me that he was the one who was supposed to be 'in charge' and I was the one dictating to him. I knelt before him and took his cock into my mouth again and there was no objection.

I soaked a washrag in the hot water and squeezed it out. I wrapped it around his cock and balls while continuing to suck him. He sighed and leaned back against the couch. He spread his legs wider. I wet the cloth again and took more of it to him before dropping it to the bowl.

I squirted some cream onto my hand and began to smooth it over and around his balls. I took my mouth from his erection and smeared the cream over the lower half of it. I picked up the razor...

His erection never wavered as I shaved him. The razor nicked him twice but he never objected. A small voice in my mind started to talk to me. I wondered if this purportedly commanding man might secretly want to be dominated. I didn't want a wimp any more than I wanted to be totally submissive, but I began to wonder whether we might be able to reach a 'give-and-take' kind of situation.

I finished the shave by going back and rinsing the cloth with fresh water. As I wiped him clean I marveled at the appearance of his hairlessness. I leaned forward and took him as far as I could into my mouth. I surprised myself - and him - when I felt my nose bump against his belly. I'd deep-throated him! Then my gag reflex hit and I quickly leaned away.

"This wasn't exactly what I had planned," he said. I winked at him.

"I didn't plan this either, but I like it!"

"I think I like it too," he laughed. He was holding his cock and pushing it from side to side, examining the results of my tonsorial job. "It looks bigger than before."

"Maybe it is," I told him as I rose to my feet. I was about to straddle him and fuck myself silly on that beautiful cock but he put his hands up to stop me.

"Hold it! We're going to do something else...at least first." I straightened up and looked at him. He pushed at my hips to move me farther away and stood up. "Go into the bedroom," he told me. I turned and went.

In the bedroom, lacking any further instructions, I simply laid on the bed. After a few minutes Fred came in carrying a bottle and a towel. I recognized the bottle as olive oil and wondered at that. I certainly didn't need lubricant. My pussy was oozing a lot of juice already.

Fred told me to put the pillows in position and I readied myself for another wonderful paddling or flogging. Then I felt his oily fingers slide between my cheeks. At last I thought I was going to have my butt fucked! I spread my legs, feeling lewd and lascivious as I did. I wanted to feel slutty and I did. I even reached behind me and pulled my cheeks apart for his access.

He 'hummed' in response and liberally coated my ass with the oil. Then I felt his finger penetrate me easily. I was open for it. It didn't even hurt when he added another finger. I moaned as his fingers slid in and out of me. I couldn't help myself from raising my hips to his hand. He had to know I was more than ready.

I felt his weight on the bed. Then I felt the heat of his body as he got closer. He put the tip of his cock against my puckered hole. He leaned forward and I felt him open me gradually. I was eager to feel him deep in my rectum but I was glad he took it slowly. There was a little pain when the thick knob of his head popped in.

Then he eased into me. I started moaning (and coming!) almost as soon as he started, I pressed back but he held my hips to keep from ripping me. Later he told me he'd felt my sphincter clamping as my orgasm started and continued. My mind was just gone. I had no coherent thoughts at all as Fred fucked my ass. It was just a long period of extreme pleasure.

I did feel his hands grip my hips hard and his thrusting harder as he reached orgasm. I felt him squirting deep in my bowels and I'm sure I was grinning I was so happy. The reality of things returned when he stopped fucking me and began to slip out. I wailed at the emptiness he left behind. I wanted more!

I fell to the bed and lay there with closed eyes and listened to Fred going to the bathroom to clean up. I was amazed at my sexual hunger. I actually wanted more cock up my ass! I wanted a thick cock in my pussy and one in my ass at the same time! I blushed at the thought but knew I wanted it all the same.

Fred returned and used a warm cloth - probably the same one I'd used to clean him up after his shave. He tenderly wiped my ass crack and pussy with it. Then he rolled me to my back and leaned forward to kiss my pussy and gave it a little lick.

He went halfway back to the bathroom and threw the cloth toward the sink (he missed) before coming back to bed. He lay down beside me and gathered me into his arms. Neither of us said anything for a long time. When I opened my eyes and looked up at him he looked back.

He smiled and just shook his head. "Like I said, this wasn't what I had planned."

"I didn't have any plans," I told him. "Maybe that's the secret."

"Well, I guess you've figured out that I prefer to be dominant."

"Well, duh!" I laughed. "I guess I had that figured out."

"And how do you feel about that?" Fred asked.

"Well...I guess it's okay as long as it isn't '24/7' as they say. I mean, I kind of liked it the last time when I put you on your back and jumped on you."

He smiled. "Mmm...I liked that too, but still...well, wait a second. You know, there was a kind of a thrill to that. Beyond the obvious one, I mean." He was silent a few seconds and looked away from me. He frowned and then his brow smoothed. When he looked back at me he was smiling again. "Maybe that's it," he said. "Maybe that's where the kink comes in. I'd never thought of it before but maybe that's where the balance is."

"Huh?" I said intelligently.

"Okay: how did you feel when I put you down and paddled your ass? Was it good for you?"

"Well not at first. But after a while I got past the...pain and feeling silly, I guess. Then there was a point where I wanted you to just wail on me."

"Yeah, yeah," Fred was nodding and smiling. "That's what I mean. It's a kind of a voluntary endorphin, I guess. You go beyond the obvious feelings and get to a place where you feel somehow more free."

I understood what he was saying then. It was exactly the thing I'd felt when he'd spanked me. I wanted to feel like that again...but I also liked the way I felt when I had made him submit to shaving. I reached for his cock and found it was becoming hard again. I grinned at him. Then I rolled him to his back. I went down to take him into my mouth again before he was too big to get completely into my small mouth.

I slurped him up and sucked hard while drawing my lips along his length. That was all it took for him to reach erection. I licked him and spoke between licks. "I...want to...feel...what it's like...when there's...no...hair...at all...between us." With that, I rose up and mounted him again, exactly as I'd done before. This time when I was fully sitting on him our bare skin met and it was wonderful!

"This is great!" I groaned. My eyes were closed and I moved my hips back and forth. I felt the slight stubble I'd left and my own stubble. The pricking and stinging made it all the hotter. I rose up, looked deep into Fred's eyes and sank down on him again all at once. I felt him stab deeply into my cunt and couldn't stifle a moan.

"Oh, God, yes!" he gasped. "Fuck me, Billie!" I did. I fucked him with my pussy and fucked myself with that lovely penis. He was long, hard and hot and felt like a poker stabbing up into me. I leaned back as I rode him, stimulating my G-spot and felt my orgasm jump on me. I sobbed in pleasure as it throbbed through me and just kept riding...

A long time later, after I'd felt him throb into me and another three orgasms of my own, we lay quietly. Both of us were taking in what we'd learned. In my mind I was amazed to realize that Fred had learned something from me. I didn't know I had anything to teach anybody. But I'd accidentally become the instructor as well as the student. Fred had apparently never tried to look at the other side of the dominance/submission issue.

I smiled against his nipple (my head was resting against his chest) and then I opened my mouth and sucked it. Then I brought my teeth to bear and he gasped - his voice sounding almost feminine in tone - but he didn't try to push my face away. He just 'suffered' the pain.

Fred and I were married a few months later. We delved into our life together with a sexual gusto. We were like kids with new toys. I say 'toys' (plural) because we have not kept our sights fixed only on one another. It was only a few months after our wedding when we invited my friend Marcia to stay overnight with us.

After Marcia, there was Sam, then Marcia and Sam at the same time. Then we went to the Caribbean for two weeks at Hedonism II. We found out that what we'd heard was almost true. Even though it wasn't 'all fucking, all the time', there was enough sex to make any fanatic happy. We have a whole list of new friends to visit around the country and even in Europe, if we ever can afford to go there.




Explorations Ch. 02



And Fred and I sort of take turns submitting to each other. Mostly it's him paddling my ass, but once in a while he surprises me by draping his naked body over my lap and asking me politely to spank him. It seems better for us if I don't happen to be naked at the time. Sometimes after spanking him I'll follow up by reaming his tight butt hole with our strap on dildo. I think I enjoy that as much as he does - which he really does. All you men out there: if you've never had your woman fuck your ass, you're missing out on a great thrill. Fred says the liberation of 'handing the reins over' (as he puts it) is a wonderful relief. Must be a 'guy thing', I guess.

We're happy. Try something new and you might be surprised. Oh, and ladies: you might get some new wardrobe additions, as well. I have a cool new leather bustier! I don't put it on all that often, but when I do it feels...well, just go get you one and you'll see.

Billie. 



Explorations Ch. 03



It had been quite a past 24 hours. Yesterday I had explored a girl's body for the first time, and she had mine. She also made me cum for the first time, other than doing it to myself. Then earlier today we had done the same thing- only she made me cum twice. And I was going over to her house again for more. Well, I assumed so. She had invited me.

Her dad was going out for the evening, as he often did. Her mom had died when she was just a baby, and her dad had raised her by himself. He had been a devoted father, but as she got older he allowed himself more time for himself. Since she turned 16, and especially now that she had turned 18, he felt that he was free to go out many evenings. Sometimes with his friends, sometimes on dates. I had spent many, many evenings alone with Laura in her house. Looking back, it was amazing that we hadn't done anything in all that time, but we had been as trustworthy as our parents thought we were. Until yesterday. Then things changed drastically. 

And this evening I was back for more. I walked into her house and realized that my dick was already stirring, anticipating more sex. When I saw her sitting in the living room, I reminded myself not to assume too much too quickly. Girls don't like that. But then I saw Emily sitting on the couch. Shit, that would put a damper on the evening. I hoped she wasn't staying long. 

We said "Hi" to each other, and I sat down to see what was going on. Laura came over to me and sat on the arm of the chair with her arm on my shoulder. 

"I was telling Emily what we've been doing," she said. I was quickly in panic mode. Did she really mean what I thought she meant?

"Don't get excited," Laura said, seeing my aggravation. "You know I tell her everything. I don't have any secrets from either one of you, so I had to tell her what happened yesterday." My mind was reeling. "She is really interested."

Hm? What? My brain was racing to catch up. "Interested in what?" I asked.

"Interested in what we were doing. Interested in doing it, too."

"Doing it?" I asked. "Doing what we were doing? With who?"

Laura paused, she and Emily gave each other a glance, and I was suddenly worried about who she was planning on doing it with. But I couldn't quite believe it, so I said nothing.

Laura knew what I was thinking. "Emily doesn't have much more experience than I do," she said, carefully. "Who would be better to introduce her to the things we have been doing? Someone she can trust, someone gentle, who won't take advantage. We are both opening up to you and hoping you can help."

It wasn't a question, but she was waiting for an answer. I wanted to run screaming from the room, but I got hung up on the word 'we'. She had said 'we.' Whatever I did here might impact what Laura and I had. That made me pause. And pause long enough to realize that having a sexual relationship with another girl just might be a good thing. I really wasn't used to this sex thing.

"I don't understand." I really didn't, exactly, but mostly I was buying time. I wanted more explanation.

"It's simple," she said. "She wants to have an experience like we did. Do you want her to have to find out about dicks with some guy practically raping her in a back seat?"

I felt myself giving up. I wasn't used to this kind of thinking, but I did start thinking of the pleasures of sex with another girl. 

"What do you want me to do?" I asked. I meant it more like finding out what they had in mind, then telling them what I was willing to do. Instead, they took it as me submitting to them. Laura motioned for Emily to come over, and the girls kneeled down on either side of my chair.

"You don't have to do anything," Laura said. "We'll take care of everything. You just get to enjoy yourself." She reached for my belt and undid it, then the button, then pulled the zipper down. 

"No," I said. "Wait." Both girls looked at me with shocked faces. "Take off your top," I said, looking at Emily.

Both girls were still surprised, and said nothing.

"You're going to see all of me," I said. "It's only fair that I see some of you."

Laura was the first to react. She looked at Emily and said, "It is only fair."

Emily didn't look shocked any more, just a little hesitant. 

"Okay." she said. She swallowed and looked at Laura. "If you will."

Laura thought for a moment, blinked, then pulled her top up over her head. They smiled at each other, and Emily began to unbutton her blouse. She was a little slow, but determined. When she finished, they looked at each other again then both reached behind to unclasp their bras. As they slid them off, I was in awe. All of that tit flesh exposed all of a sudden right in front of my eyes. Emily's breasts were very much like Laura's - not real big, but very round and firm, no sag at all. The main difference was that Emily's nipples were very big. They grabbed all of my attention away from Laura, but I had seen Laura's before. Emily's large, hard nipples seemed so sexy to me as they stuck out like erasers, in the exact middle of her perfect mounds. I reached for them. Not the breast, just the nipple. I took one between my thumb and finger firmly, twirling it between them, feeling the hardness of it. Emily let out a little gasp, and we all smiled at each other.

Laura's attention returned to my pants. She grabbed them and pulled them down, with Emily helping out a bit. My erection had gotten big with the strip tease, and was the object of Emily's attention. It was straining the material of my boxers, which had been pulled down a little when my pants were removed. It was in danger of popping out through the fly. Laura pulled the material to the side just a bit, and my erection sprang out, bobbing around, causing the girls to laugh hysterically. My hand had never left Emily's breast, squeezing and kneading it in my hand. My attention kept going back and forth between the firm flesh of her tit and my dick being the center of two girls' attention.

Laura reached for my bobbing dick, grabbing it in her hand. She wiggled it a bit then, smiling at Emily, said, "Go ahead. Touch it."

Emily did just that, reaching out with her thumb and two fingers, squeezing slightly and moving them up and down just a bit. She looked at Laura, then back at my dick. Then she looked up at me and we smiled at each other. If it didn't feel so fantastic I would have felt like laughing.

"Come on." said Laura, grabbing the waist band of my boxers. Emily reached up as well, and together they pulled them all the way down to my ankles. My dick was now bobbing totally free, and Emily was now the one to grab hold of it. She wrapped her hand around it, and I was overwhelmed. Her warm, firm hand wrapped around my swollen tool and, following Laura's lead, began pumping up and down. Her grip was tighter than Laura's, and her speed was much faster. She was pumping in a frenzy, with all her might. With her hand pumping furiously, my hand full of a new, sexy tit, and after all the foreplay I had been through, I was on overload. Laura's hands were lightly brushing my balls and squeezing the base of my shaft. In only a few minutes I could feel the come starting to boil up, and I said so.

"Already?" Laura asked. My eyes closed and my head fell back. I wanted to will my orgasm away, but it was too late. I groaned and pumped my hips as I gave in to the pressure. As the explosion shot out, Laura put her hand over top Emily's as I had done to Laura before, so her hand would keep stroking my cock. Explosion after explosion shot out, stronger than I ever remembered. For the first few shots I felt like my whole body was exploding. I think I yelled out with the first one or two, and when I became aware of my surroundings again, my hips were pushing into the air as if trying to shove my cock deep into a pussy. 

The girls still held onto my cock, Emily's now doing the work mostly on her own. Her pumping had slowed, and she was squeezing hard from the base upward, and just lightly on the way down, milking the last of my cum out the tip. Laura was smiling, watching Emily and her reaction to seeing her first cock explode. Emily looked a little shocked, but definitely pleased. 

"Feel the cum?" Laura asked.

Emily smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it's really gooey, isn't it? So sticky. And warm. It's still oozing a little out of the tip."

"Rub it," Laura instructed.

Emily took a finger and slid it over the hole, wiping a large drop of cum off it. She rubbed it between her thumb and finger, and looked up at Laura. They were both on the verge of giggling.

"I like to taste it," Laura told her, as she licked some that had been on her hand.

"Laura!" Emily was shocked.

"Well," Laura said. "I don't really like it much, but I want to get used to it. It's not bad."

"But..." Emily wasn't sure what to say, but she was still shocked at Laura's actions.

"What?" Laura said, "After everything we've done today, there's something wrong with a little taste?" 

Emily smiled, hesitated, then brought her hand up to her mouth. She took a tentative lick of my cum. She grimaced, looked at Laura, then laughed. She took another little taste, grimaced again, and laughed again. 

Emily said, "It's not the taste. But it feels like - snot!"

Both girls started laughing hysterically, and looked up at me to see my reaction. It was the first time they even acknowledged my presence, except for my penis, in a long time. I was amused by the whole thing. The stress of Emily's new experiences and all the naked skin was now forgotten. Both girls raised up and gave me kisses on my cheek. They hugged me, said 'Thanks,' and just relaxed, leaning on my chest.

"Well, that was really something," Emily said.

Laura asked, "Was it what you expected?"

"Oh, way more than that!" she answered.

Emily's hand snaked down to feel my cock again. "It's not so hard anymore." That made them laugh again.

Laura said, "Don't worry. It'll get hard again if you want it to. It doesn't take him long," she giggled.

"Cool." Emily lazily rubbed it with her fingers. She bounced it a bit. "I like it," she said.

Laura said, "The second time takes longer. He can play more before he shoots."

Emily's eyes got big and she got a huge grin. "Okay."

"Wait a minute," I said. "I think you should both get naked first." I might as well take advantage if I could.

"What?" Emily shouted, looking indignant.

"Hey, I've been really exposed here, in every way. You can do whatever you want. All I'm asking is to see your bodies, too." I wondered if I had gone too far and ruined the whole thing. I tried to make it better. "It'll help me get it hard again."

The girls looked at each other, and Laura nodded her head a bit, signaling her approval. As I thought about it, Emily should know that she could end up naked if Laura had told her what we had been doing. This shouldn't be that much of a shock. When Laura raised up and started pulling her pants down, Emily began to follow her lead, though hesitantly.

After Laura removed her pants, along with her panties, she came up closer to me so that I could run my hand down over her ass. Her very shapely, firm ass. I squeezed it and she smiled. Emily moved over as well, now naked. Shyly, she let me feel her ass, too. I didn't try to get too familiar with her because I didn't want to scare her off, but my hand did drift around to Laura's bush. Not between her legs, though. I was afraid Emily might freak.

Emily was watching with great interest, and it seemed that she was now taking shallow breaths. Laura nodded toward my newly forming erection. Both girls were drawn to it, kneeling back down and each sliding a hand to my crotch. They again stroked and squeezed my penis, and my hands were stroking an ass or a tit, whatever I could reach easiest. My dick was soon fully erect.

Laura slid her finger tip around the head of my penis, softly pressing on my hole, then circling around it. Emily pulled her hand down the shaft, then brought her other hand down as well. This made my penis feel like it was constantly rising, getting longer, the skin of the shaft being pulled back further than it ever had been. It was a feeling I had never given myself. I wanted to rise up, pushing my penis further and further.

While Emily concentrated on my penis, Laura's hand dropped below my dick to cradle my balls.

"These are really tender, aren't they?" she asked me.

"Yes," I said.

"Does this hurt?"

"No. That feels really good. You can play with them as long as you're gentle." My dick throbbed just with me telling her she could play with them. Then she actually started. She just moved them up and down, and moved them a little between her fingers.

"Tell me what feels okay, and if I start hurting you."

"Fine. What you're doing feels fantastic. But you can be rougher. Well, not really rough."

Emily was still feeling and stroking my cock, but was really interested in what Laura was doing. Laura started squeezing and pulling, rolling them between her fingers. I was moaning as she did all this. Occasionally I would moan differently, more urgently, in a little pain. She would look up at me and see that it was painful and stop what she was doing. We communicated like this without words. I was going crazy with these two girls attacking my genitals. My dick was swollen, throbbing, but I was determined not to cum too quickly. I stopped feeling their bodies very much in an attempt to calm down a little, but I couldn't leave them totally alone - they were just too firm and soft.

Emily kept one hand on my cock, and with the other helped Laura massage my balls. She started pulling them down, seeing how far and with how much force before it started hurting me. As turned on as I was, I was enjoying the pain that a few minutes before hurt too much. I was going crazy with sensations. Emily was still pumping my shaft, and I was on the edge. I really didn't care how much they abused my balls, my hips pumped as my cum started up from below, and in a few moments came bursting out through my cock.

What a feeling! All of those sensations going on at one time, with all of it leading to a mind blowing orgasm. Once again my mind basically went numb. I shot several times before I knew what else was going on. The pain in my balls brought me around.

"Let go of my balls." I said, nearly yelling. With that, I collapsed, the tension out of my body, just a few small dribbles of cum left, which the girls milked out of me. Though the intensity of my orgasm was as strong as before, I hadn't shot nearly as much cum. Well, it was my fourth orgasm of the day, and that was a lot, even for me on my masturbation days. 

I was really spent and didn't move or try to clean myself up, even as Emily got up, saying it was late and she had to hurry home. I made sure to watch her get dressed. I hadn't made much use of having two naked girls here tonight, but I certainly couldn't complain at the way they treated me.

"I think we wore him out." Laura said, as I sat slumped in the chair with my legs splayed straight out in front of me and my dick hanging lifelessly between them..

Emily smiled. "That was amazing. Thanks guys. I loved it. Wow! If... If you want to do it again sometime, let me know. I mean, that would okay with me."

I smiled, not really feeling able to say anything. But Laura said, "Oh, it would be okay, you say? What you mean is that you'd love it!" 

Emily smiled back. "Well, yeah!"

They laughed, and Emily hurried out the door. "We'll definitely talk tomorrow!"

Laura looked at me and said, "You look comfortable."

"Yeah," I said. "Kind of limp"

"So I see," she said, looking at my poor, used up penis.

"I didn't mean just that."

"Do you have any strength left?" she asked, as she stepped toward me, took my arm and turned it so my palm was upward, and stepped over it so that her pussy was laying in my palm. Her pussy felt wet. Not just damp, but wet. She reached in and grabbed my hand, pulling my middle finger up. Then she adjusted her body a bit, and I felt my finger slip into her slit and then go further.

"Yeah. Put it in there," she said, dreamily. "Further."

I pushed my finger past wet skin and into a hole. Yes, I really knew what it was. I had thought about it before when my hand was in her crotch, but I didn't really understand what exactly was going on down there, and if I was supposed to put my finger in there. Or anything other than my penis. I knew that was the place for a dick. Now I knew my finger could do some good, too.

Laura was moving, sliding on the arm of the chair and, of course, on my hand and finger. I wiggled my finger a little, and she moaned, pushed her crotch into it more, and said, "Yes!" 

"More," she moaned, and I pushed my finger in as much as I could, and moved it around more. Sometimes it almost popped out as she was now writhing all over. I put a second finger in and she stiffened, then circled her hips around more, moaning almost constantly now. My wrist was hurting, but I continued trying to pleasure her hole. I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I was sure that she was enjoying it. She soon seemed pretty much out of control, and was started yelling. Moaning, groaning, and actual yelling.

"YES! YES! OH! YES! THERE! UMPFF! NOW! THERE!

And then she let out with a shriek. I wasn't sure, but I assumed that she was having an orgasm. I really didn't know girls could have one without having intercourse, but it sure seemed like it. She was pushing and grinding her pussy into my hand as she kept yelling. Soon she was just moaning, and her body slowed down. I was able to move my hand just a little. Not remove it from her pussy, but shift it enough so that it quit hurting me.

She moaned and started saying "Mmmmmmm" while she slowly rubbed her pussy on my hand. She slumped over, sideways, onto my chest, giving me a bit of a hug. I took the opportunity to cup a breast in my hand, feeling the firm flesh that I hadn't gotten nearly enough of lately. We sat there like that for a couple of minutes until she started lifting herself off me.

"Oh, wow. Thank you," she said.

"Was that an orgasm?" I wondered.

" Couldn't you tell?" she smiled.

"Well, yes, but I wasn't sure that's what it was." I felt a little stupid.

"Yes, I came. Really hard. You have to do that to me some more. Lots more. Did you feel how wet I was when I started?"

"Yeah"

"That means I was turned on. I had been horny since this morning. And tonight made it so much worse. I really needed relief."

"You sound like a guy." I said.

"Well, girls need to cum, too!"

I wasn't sure I had known that. There are so many things interesting about girls. I wondered what else I didn't know. And how much these girls could teach me.



Explorations Ch. 03



Author's note: I originally wrote another version that skipped ahead a couple years. I decided Jessica was too deviant to miss out on some good opportunities. I'll save the originally chapter 3 for later in the story arc. I'm new to writing erotica or any fiction for that matter, so your feedback is welcome for all of my stories. Thanks for reading

Part 1 - Implications

Amy dropped her bags and yelled, "What the fuck is going on!"

Dan immediately pulled his cock from Mary's mouth and stared at his mother, wide-eyed, shocked, and a little scared. Mary turned her head with a jerk and jumped off the strap-on that was buried deep in her pussy. Jessica's reaction was delayed. She turned slowly toward the sound of her mother's voice, displaying the absurdity of the situation with the large dildo hanging between her legs.

Not sure what to say, Jessica slowly said, "I thought you were coming home tomorrow." She gave a slight smile as she tried to defuse the tension in the room.

"Apparently," Amy said, as she looked first at the strap-on, then at her daughter's face. "Go to your room, Jessica, and for God's sakes, take that ridiculous thing off and put some clothes on." Without a word Jessica left the room. "Mary, grab your clothes and wait downstairs." Mary walked around the bed and picked up her clothes in a jumble before heading out the door and down the stairs to the family room. Left in the room were the 37 year-old Amy, her 19 year-old son, and a semi-erect penis that would not leave Amy's gaze.

Dan stood there facing his mother, wondering what he should say. It was only then, seeing his mother stare at his exposed body, that he realized he was still naked. "Shit," he said, grabbing a pillow and putting it across his lower body. "Sorry Mom," he said sheepishly.

"Sorry," Amy said flatly, out of the trance. "Sorry?" she asked rhetorically. "I come home and find you and your sister with Mary. Naked. Having sex in my house and you're sorry?"

Dan blurted out, "Jess and I didn't have sex. It was just with Mary."

"Well," Amy said sarcastically, "then everything is just fine now, isn't it?" She looked down at the pillow, "Put something on and stay here. I'll deal with you and your sister in a minute."

Amy walked down the stairs to the family room. Mary was on the couch, her head in her hands. Mary saw Mrs. Tanner walk into the room and started to apologize when she put up her hand and said, "Look, Mary. If you're sexually active, that's between you and your parents. Let me just give you a little advice. Perhaps you should be a little bit more careful in choosing who you have sex with, don't you think?" Mary nodded up and down like a bobble-head doll. "Now," Mrs. Tanner continued, "Go home. I need to deal with those two." She motioned with her head up the stairs.

"Yes, Mrs. Tanner. I'm sorry."

Amy nodded slowly, "I know."

Before Mary got up to leave, Amy turned and went back up the stairs and into Jessica's room. She was wearing her pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Amy sat down on the bed next to her daughter. "Would you mind telling me what in the hell you were thinking."

Jessica wasn't sure how to answer. She started to speak and stopped. After a few seconds, she started again. "It's all my fault, Mom. I orchestrated this whole thing."

Amy was intrigued by her daughter's honesty. "Go on," she said.

"I knew that Mary liked Dan. She told me. I knew that Dan thought Mary was hot by the way he looked at her at school. So, I set up this whole evening of them getting together." Jessica finished, realizing that she had not answered any of the real questions on her mother's mind.

"Okay," her mother said. "That hardly explains your being not only in the room with them having sex, but participating...with your brother!" Amy's voice flared with the last part of her statement. "Do you have any idea how wrong that is? Do you have any idea what it's like to come home from a long couple of days expecting to spend some time with my family and see that? My son and daughter having sex with our neighbor; at the same time!"

Jessica said nothing.

"Okay," Amy said in a lower voice, "how long have you been having sex?"

Jessica answered, "A few months."

"With whom?" Her mother continued.

Jessica replied, "With Justin a few times and Mary a couple of times."

"I have to ask," Amy said, "have you had sex with your brother?"

"No, Mom." Jessica thought it best to keep their mutual masturbation session they had had to herself.

Amy let out a huge sigh, "Thank God. Look, Jessica," Amy put her hand on her daughter's leg, "you're 19 years old. I'm not upset that you're sexually active. I would have preferred you wait a little longer; like 10 years or so. But, there's nothing that can be done about that now. You're going off to college soon. Please, honey, please don't do anything you'll regret. If you're going to have sex, be smart about it because once you go down that path with someone, you can't take it back. A woman's body is her most precious possession. You are a beautiful young woman and have all the power; use it wisely."

Jessica completely agreed with her mother's last statement. "I will, Mom. I'm sorry I made you so upset."

"Alright," Amy said as she rose from the bed. "Go to bed. I'm going to go talk to your brother before he jumps off a bridge."

* * * *

Amy stood at the threshold of her son's room. She watched as Jessica pounded Mary with her strap-on, her left hand holding the base of the dildo. She felt anger well up inside her and wanted to yell out. She couldn't. Her hands cupped her large breasts; she ran her fingertips across her hard nipples. Amy slipped a hand under her shirt to feel her hot flesh. She looked up to see her son looking at her and he motioned for her to come toward them. Amy walked to the edge of the bed where her daughter was on her knees in back of Mary, thrusting her dildo into Mary's body. Her ass was so perfectly shaped that she wanted to reach out and touch her daughter's skin.

Amy looked into her son's eyes as Mary's mouth worked up and down his shaft. Seeing the length and girth of it made her mouth water with anticipation. Amy crawled onto the bed next to Mary and watched Jessica's strap-on fill the girl's hole. Her daughter looked over at her, and while continuing to thrust into Mary, reached out and pulled her mother toward her lips. Amy could feel the heat from Jessica's mouth as they looked into each other's eyes. As she closed her eyes, she felt Jessica's tongue grazed her parted lips. She gave in to her daughter's advances and, leaning on Mary's ass, kissed her daughter; at first tentatively, and then as she felt Jessica's tongue slip inside her mouth, more urgently. Jessica leaned so that her mouth was next to her mother's ear, "Do you want to suck his cock, Mom?"

Amy awoke with a start, her alarm arresting her from her sleep. She reached out and turned off the alarm clock, placed her head back on the pillow, and closed her eyes. A couple of moments passed and her eyes shot open. She remembered her dream. "What the fuck?" she half asked herself. That was the most screwed up dream she could ever remember having, she thought. "Dreams don't mean anything," she told herself. "My mind took what I saw last night and tried to make sense of it. That's all it was." Amy almost convinced herself that were true.

After taking a shower and having an awkward breakfast with her children where hardly a word was spoken, Amy went out to the grocery store. Dan put on his bathing suit and went to the pool. Jessica went up to her room and wrote Mary an email:

M,

Still alive after last night? Everything's all right here. Mom blew off her stream, but it's quiet right now.

Had fun last night while it lasted,

Jess

* * * *

Jessica looked out her open window to the backyard and saw her brother swimming in the pool. God, he looks good, she thought as she watched his lean body push through the water. As she looked out at her brother, she slipped off her clothes and stood at the window naked. She pictured his large cock under his swimsuit and wished she could have it to herself. She knew she couldn't. She knew it was wrong to think of her brother like that. 

Jessica let her fingers trail down her trim body to her pussy. She rubbed the puffy lips and felt the wetness between her thighs. She let a finger slide inside as she pictured Mary sucking Dan's cock last night and wishing it were she. Unable to let go of her fantasy, Jessica made a decision. She went to her drawer and pulled out one of her bathing suits.

Dan was in the middle of doing laps in the pool when he saw his sister walk out onto the deck. She was wearing her red halter-top bikini. Her long, tanned legs walked over to the edge of the deck. Fuck me, he thought to himself. 

"Please," he said, barely audible.

Jessica lowered herself into the cool water. "Hey, Dan. You don't mind if I join you, do you?" She waded over to him and stopped just a few inches from where he stood, the water coming up to her large breasts.

"No," Dan replied, a little nervous. "What are you doing?"

"I saw you swimming and thought I'd join you. Do you like my bathing suit?"

Dan couldn't believe his sister's audacity, especially since what happened the previous night. "Jess, are you crazy? After last night you're still playing around. Mom would kill you if she saw what you were doing."

Jessica feigned confusion. "What do mean? I just asked if you like my suit." Jessica turned so her back was to her brother and backed up, her ass rubbing against him. "I know you like the attention. I can feel your cock getting hard. Do you like the way it feels against my ass?"

Dan wanted to back away from his sister's advances, but his feelings clouded his judgment. "What do you think?" he said

"Did you have fun last night, Dan," she asked, her hand reaching back behind him and pulling his body against hers.

Dan grunted as he felt his cock push against his sister's scantily covered butt, "Yes, Jess."

"Did you like the way Mary sucked your cock?"

"Yes," Dan replied.

"Did you like watching me fuck her?" she asked, as she leaned back against him, reached up, and wrapped her arm around his neck.

Dan felt flush as his heart pounded against his chest, "It was amazing," he said.

Jessica brought her hand down to his swim trunks and caressed him in her hand. "Why are you so hard, brother?" Dan didn't answer. She asked, "Is it your sister that makes you so hard?"

"Yes, Jess," he replied

"When you jerk off," she started, continuing to stroke his cock, "who do you think about?"

Dan hesitated and then said, "I think about you."

Upon hearing her brother's admission, Jessica, still with her back to him, grabbed the waistband of his trunks and pulled them down to his knees. Surprised by her sudden move, Dan was about to say something when Jessica reached back, grabbed his butt, and grinded her ass against him.

"How does that feel, Dan?" she whispered.

Dan wrapped his arm around his sister's waist; the feel of her smooth skin under his fingertips drove him crazy.

"You do like it, don't you, brother? You like feeling my body against yours." Jessica pulled down her bikini bottom so that it rested just above her knees. "Rub your cock against my bare ass. I want to feel how much you want me." Jessica felt short of breath. She was so close to throwing caution to the wind and make Dan take her right then and there in the middle of the pool.

"Jess," Dan whispered into his sister's ear, "What are we doing? What are you doing to me?"

Jessica replied in a low voice, "I know we need to stop. I know it's wrong. Just put it between my thighs; let me feel it against my pussy. I know we can't do what we want to do. Just let me feel you rub my outer lips; then we'll stop."

Dan took hold of his stiff shaft, bent his knees to get in position, and slipped his cock between her legs. He held his breath as the head grazed against her pussy lips.

"Slide it back and forth, baby. I want to feel you against me." Jessica spoke to him more urgently as she felt the engorged head of his cock rub her clit with each slow thrust. It was maddening; she could feel little electric shocks shoot through her body each time her brother pushed against her. "Kiss my neck, Dan."

Dan's heart raced as he continued to rub his manhood against his sister's exposed pussy. He so badly wanted to thrust it inside her. He moved her long, black hair to one side and kissed her neck, allowing his tongue to caress her skin.

"Jess, Dan – I'm home." It was their mother.

Dan jumped back from his sister, pulled up his shorts and sprinted onto the deck and into one of the deck chairs. Jessica was amazed at the quickness of his actions, as she pulled up her bathing suit and began to swim up the length of the pool away from the deck.

"We're out her, Mom," Dan yelled.

Amy went out to the pool and saw Dan sitting on the deck. Hearing splashes, she looked to see Jessica swimming in the pool. "Dan, could you come help me with the groceries?"

Jessica swam up to the side of the pool, "Hi, Mom."

Amy waved to her daughter and said hello.

Dan got up, looked over at his sister, and then turned to his mom. "Yeah, on my way." As he climbed down the stairs from the deck he realized he was sporting a large tent in his wet swim trunks. He turned around and grabbed a towel. "Let me just finish drying off," he said.

Amy, standing a few feet from the deck, noticed the tent in her son's swimsuit. She gasped at the size of it and quickly wondered what had caused it. Her second thought went to the dream she had that morning. She turned and went to the car.

Jessica watched her mother and saw the look on her face. She followed her mom's eyes to Dan and saw what had caused her muted, but obvious reaction. Jessica smiled to herself and pushed away from the pool's edge.

The next couple of weeks were frustrating ones for the twins. Their mother seemed to always be home when they were. Whenever they had a moment alone, the sexual tension was palpable, but they never had the time for any release save for in the privacy of their respective rooms late at night. Jessica had heard back from Mary in an email that said she was game for another round, but wanted to do it at her house once they were out of school; she didn't want to take the chance of getting caught again. Both of Mary's parents worked and she had no siblings. Jessica agreed.

Dan agreed to the rendezvous, but only after some convincing by his sister. "Jess, Mary is really hot and I'd love to have sex with her but as wrong as it sounds, the only person I think about is you." They were in Dan's bedroom. Their mother was downstairs in the kitchen.

"I want you too, baby, but we can't," Jessica said. "We can fool around a little like we have been, but in the end, we shouldn't go any further."

Dan lowered his head. "I know."

Jessica sprang an idea on him to lighten the mood. "Mary and I were talking and we think it would be really hot to record you two with my camcorder. Between you and me, I really want to do it so I can make myself come watching you whenever I want when we're apart at college. Are you game?"

Dan nodded, "Yeah, definitely."

Part 2 – Cause and Effect

A week later, and now out of school with only their graduation ceremony left, Dan and Jessica walked down the street to Mary's house. It was 1:00 in the afternoon and both of her parents were at work. Mary opened the door as they made their way up the walkway. Dan had to admit that she looked really cute in her pink v-neck tee and white shorts that hugged her small ass perfectly.

Mary led them downstairs to the finished basement. Jessica walked over to Mary who was standing by the bar her father had put in. "Dan and I have been looking forward to finishing what we started," Jessica said as she leaned in and grazed Mary's lips with her own. Jessica trailed her fingertips down Mary's side and, when she reached her ass, spanked her.

Mary jumped as the hand struck her ass. "Fuck yeah. Spank me again." Mary leaned against the bar and arched her back, sticking her ass out for Jessica. 

Jessica handed the camcorder to Dan. "Turn it on, Dan. Film me spanking Mary's tight, little butt." Dan took the camera from Jessica, pointed it at the two girls, and pressed the record button.

* * * *

Jessica awoke on top of her bed, naked and glistening from perspiration. She had just had a dream that made her want to do things; things she'd only thought about up to now; things that her and her brother fantasized about but never brought to fruition. 

It was Friday morning, the day before she would leave for college orientation. She was already packed, her bags and boxes downstairs in the family room. Jessica looked over at the alarm clock that read 8:30; her mom was already at work. She put on the pair of shorts and tank top that she had discarded in the middle of the night and went downstairs to the kitchen. Dan was sitting at the breakfast bar having a bowl of cereal. Jessica stared at his lean, muscular body that was impossible to miss, as he was not wearing a shirt.

"Good morning, Dan," she said as she passed in back of him, lightly touching his back on her way to the stool next to his.

Dan loved the feel of her hand on him. He knew they had little time together before they went to college and he wanted to beg her for his release; he had been living in torture since that day in the pool. "Good morning, sis. Did you have a good night's sleep?"

"Restless," she said. "I woke up in the middle of the night sweating from a dream. I had to strip off my clothes and lie on top the sheets."

"That sucks," Dan put a hand on Jessica's back. "What was it about?"

Jessica looked at her brother and saw the concern in his eyes. No matter what their relationship, he would always be her protective brother. She smiled and said, "I'll tell you later. I'm going to get something to eat."

After some small talk over breakfast, Dan said he was going to take a shower. Jessica went up to her room and turned on her computer to check her email. After a couple of minutes, she heard the shower in the bathroom down the hall. In the middle of writing an email she stopped and thought about her dream. She thought about how she had woken up in a sweat, her clothes clinging to her body, her nipples hard and piercing the delicate fabric of her shirt. She had stripped off her clothes and let her hand trail down to her pussy that was already wet. She had given in to her lust and pictured her brother's fingers on her as she rubbed her clit. She had thought about his tongue jabbing into her wetness as she plunged a finger into her pussy. She had pictured her brother's face buried between her legs as she came with a shudder in the middle of the night.

Jessica had a hand down her panties when she stood up and walked to the bathroom door. The sound of the shower hammered against her eardrums as she imagined her naked brother standing in the shower stall, the hot water running off his muscular body. Jessica lifted off her shirt and dropped it to the floor. Her heart pounded as she slipped her thumbs under the seam of her shorts and pulled them down to her ankles. She closed her eyes and opened the bathroom door.

The steam from the hot water engulfed Jessica as she drew in a long breath, taking in the moist, stifling air. She walked forward, her resolve and her lust getting stronger with each step. Her brother stood on the other side of the shower door, his figure a blur from the translucent glass. She reached out and opened it.

Dan felt the draft and turned. Jessica, his twin sister, stood naked outside the shower; her eyes were fixed, her jaw was clenched, her body was impossibly beautiful. Without speaking, she stepped into the stall and under the shower, inches from her brother.




Explorations Ch. 03



"Jess, I –" Jessica's fingers covered Dan's mouth; she pushed him slowly back to the wall.

Jessica placed her hands on the wall above Dan's shoulders. She kissed his chest, running her tongue to his left nipple. She sucked on it hard and then nibbled on it as Dan let out a moan that only encouraged her to continue. "I want my brother to lick my pussy," she said, stepping close to him, his harden cock pressed up against her belly.

"Jess, are you sure we should do this?" he whispered, his voice caught in his throat.

Jessica turned and leaned against the wall, spreading her feet apart to give him access. "Shut up and get on your knees."

Dan's cock swelled when he heard his sister order him. He got on his knees, his face inches from his sister's beautiful pussy. She was freshly shaven with a trimmed landing strip that guided his mouth to her swollen lips and engorged clit. He placed his hands on her round ass and licked his way up her inner thigh, landing soft kisses along the way.

Jessica put her hand on the back of Dan's head and guided him to her wet slit. "Do it, Dan. Lick your sister's pussy." Dan flattened his tongue and ran it from the bottom of her lips up to her clit in one long, slow motion. Jessica moaned, "That's good." Dan licked the length of her lips again, this time stopping to flick his tongue over her clit. "Fuck, that's good, Dan." He squeezed her ass in his hands, savoring the feel of her flesh under his touch and the taste of her sweet lips on his tongue.

He looked up at his sister who had her eyes closed and head against the wall. "I've wanted this for so long, Jess." He took her outer lips into his mouth and sucked on them causing Jessica's knees to buckle.

"Yes, Dan. Take it," Jessica moaned as she caught herself. Dan reached out to turn off the water and then quickly went back to his sister's clit. He flicked his pointed tongue over it quickly as he brought his thumb to the lower part of her entrance and slowly inserted it into her wet hole. "Yes," she said sternly, her eyes still clamped shut, "deeper, fuck that hole."

As Dan pushed his thumb into her, he began to lightly suck on her clit, still circling it with his tongue. Jessica opened her eyes and looked down at her brother; she ran her fingers through his wet hair as he began to slowly move his thumb in and out of her pussy. She put her right hand against the far wall for support and lifted her leg so that it rested on his back, pinning his face to her body.

As he continued to lick her clit with a steady motion, he removed his thumb and replaced it with his first two fingers. Despite her tightness, they slid in effortlessly. Jessica gasped at the feeling of having her pussy licked so quickly by his unrelenting tongue and his two fingers being stuffed inside her. After a few moments he picked up the pace.

"Yes!" she said, her voice hoarse, "fuck me, Dan." Jessica's body reacted to his thrusts by bucking against his face. Dan grabbed her ass with his other hand to stay on top of her clit. Jessica began to feel a shockwave of emotions coarse through her body as she yelled out again, screaming and coming on her brother's face. Dan rode his sister's wave of convulsions, continuing to lick her until she lowered her leg and bent down next to him. She looked into his eyes and, for the first time, kissed her brother. The taste of his sister's mouth made Dan want to explode; he desperately pushed back onto her mouth, his tongue finding hers.

Dan picked Jessica up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom, the whole time their lips locked in a dance of lust and passion. He placed her down when they reach his room.

Jessica pushed him against the wall and took his cock in her hand, slowly stroking the shaft. "Do you want your sister to suck this big cock?" she said in between kisses.

"Yes, Jess." Dan felt light-headed; he couldn't believe what was happening. Despite everything they've done, this was taking it farther than he ever thought they would go.

Jessica dropped to her knees, spit on his cock, wrapped her two hands around the shaft, and stroked him in a circular motion that made him groan loudly. She looked into his eyes as she brought her lips closer to the head. Her brother's face had a pleading look on it. As she continued to stroke him, she lowered her lips to the head and took it into her mouth.

The sensations of his dick being pumped by two hands and Jessica warm mouth on his cock made Dan's knees weak. "Oh my God, that feels so good, Jess."

Jessica looked up. "Do you like that, baby? How about this?"

Jessica reached under his legs and grabbed his ass for leverage as she opened her mouth wide and lowered herself down the thick shaft. She went halfway, came back up, and then lowered her mouth down again until Dan's entire cock was down her throat.

"Oh fuck!" Dan couldn't believe what he just saw; his own sister had deep-throated his cock.

Jessica came back up and wrapped her lips along the underside, running her mouth up and down the shaft. She lifted his cock to gain access to his balls and stroked the head as she flicked her tongue across his balls. She then took one in her mouth and sucked on it, first gently and then hard, pulling it away from his body.

"Jesus, Jess." Dan said as he grabbed his sister's hair to keep it off her face.

Jessica took his cock in her mouth, quickly stuffing it down her throat so that her nose touched his belly. She held it there for a couple of seconds, and then came up so that just the head was between her lips. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and worked it up and down in conjunction with her mouth.

After a few moments, Dan could feel his body move toward the point of no return. "Jess, I'm gonna come."

Jessica picked up her pace, continuing to stroke his cock with her hand and mouth. She felt Dan's body stiffen and his cock swell. An instant later she felt his cock twitch in her mouth and the sensation of his hot cum coating her throat. She tried to swallow as much as she could as she continued to pump him, draining every drop from his balls. When it was finally over, Dan looked down at his sister's face. She gave him a smile, her lips swollen and red, her chin dripping with his cum.

"I guess you liked that," she mused.

"Yeah, sis. You could say that," he replied with a smile.

* * * *

After helping Jessica bring her things to her dorm room, Amy and Dan waved goodbye to her as they drove back to the house. Jessica went up to her dorm room and found the envelope she had packed away in her suitcase. She walked to the nearest post office and placed the padded envelope in the mail. She had made two DVD copies of her session with Mary and Dan; one was still packed amongst her boxes, the other was in the envelope she had just sent addressed to Amy Tanner.

* * * *

Amy pulled into the driveway after another long day at work. Three days with her kids out of the house and she was already feeling bored. Although Jess was only an hour away, Dan was attending an out of state university. That left Amy alone in the large house.

She picked up the mail on the way in and noticed a padded, manila envelope with no return address. She placed the envelope and the rest of the mail on the coffee table and changed out of her business suit and into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

Once Amy had finished eating dinner, she sat on the sofa and opened her mail, which consisted of bills, coupons, and a couple of magazines. She then picked up the manila envelope and ripped it open. That's strange, she thought. Inside was a disc in a clear, plastic case and a folded piece of paper that read: "I have a feeling you'll enjoy this DVD."

Amy brought the disc over to the DVD player and turned on the television. Bringing the remote with her, she sat back on the sofa. When the 42-inch LCD screen came to life, Amy leaned forward on the couch and felt butterflies in her stomach.

The first image was of Jessica and Mary. "Is it on yet?" Jessica asked.

"It's rolling," said a voice behind the camera that Amy instantly recognized as her son's.

Mary leaned against a bar; it looked like the basement of Mary's house but Amy couldn't be sure. Jessica stood behind her and reached around Mary's body to unbutton her shorts.

"Do you want to see this tight ass?" Jessica said as she leaned down and slowly lowered Mary's shorts until they were at her feet; she was not wearing panties.

Amy couldn't believe what she was watching. Despite her talk with her children, particularly Jessica, they had went ahead and done this. Amy wanted to turn the DVD off the instant she realized what it was; it continued to play.

Jessica placed her left hand on Mary's shoulder and her other hand on her small ass. With a sudden movement, Jessica lifted her hand and came down with a slap on Mary's bare ass.

"Oh," Mary said, "spank me again."

Jessica slapped her other cheek, the camera zooming in on the struck area. Her hand came down again and Mary moaned, spreading her feet apart. Leaning over Mary, Jessica licked the reddened flesh of Mary's ass. "Do you like watching me lick her ass?" Jessica asked the camera. "If you liked that, you'll love this." 

Jessica kneeled directly in back of Mary, pulled her ass cheeks apart, and licked her slit from behind in one, long agonizing motion. "Damn, she tastes good," Jessica said.

Amy was still in the same position she had been when she turned the DVD on, leaning forward, her emotions vacillating between shock and anger. Not only did they have the nerve to make this video but Jessica had the audacity to send it to her own mother.

Jessica continued to lap at her friend's pussy, flicking her tongue across her clit and occasionally spanking her ass, producing a moan from Mary. As she licked her friend's pussy, Jessica took of her shirt and bra. She stood in back of Mary; she wrapped one arm around her waist while the other gently grabbed Mary's hair and pulled her mouth toward Jessica's. The kissed as Jessica's body pressed into hers, her large breasts crushing against Mary's back.

"Damn, that's hot," said the voice behind the camera; he zoomed in on the two girl's face as Jessica turned Mary around. 

The camera came to the side as Mary reached out with her tongue; Jessica took it between her lips, sucking on it. Jessica lifted off Mary's shirt as they embraced, Mary kissing her way down Jessica's neck. Mary cupped Jessica left tit in the palm of her hand and licked across the hardened nipple.

"Suck it," Jessica urged.

Mary took the nipple between her lips and quickly circled it with her tongue, causing a moan to escape Jessica's lips. She kissed her way to Jessica's right tit and repeated the process, this time lightly biting on it.

"Mary, take the camera," Jessica said.

The camera was passed, and after a few moments of a shot of the floor, the camera panned to Dan with Jessica lifting off his shirt. She looked into the camera. "Look at how good he looks," Jessica said, grazing her hands across her brother's chest. Jessica began planting kisses all along Dan's chest and abdomen, as she lowered to a kneeling position.

Amy was ready to turn the DVD off in disgust when Jessica started stroking her brother's cock that was still covered by his jeans. What stopped her was the obvious bulge in Dan's pants. Amy put the remote down and sat back, confused by her inaction.

"Look how big it is," Jessica said to the camera, still stroking. "You want to take this big fucking dick, don't you?" Jessica said to her mother.

Jessica unbuttoned Dan's pants and slowly pulled them to the floor. Jessica then quickly pulled down his boxer briefs and took his huge cock in her hand. "Look at how perfect it is." Dan's manhood began to grow in his sister's hand until it stood straight out, thick and tortured by his sister's handling.

Throughout the scene of Jessica stripping her brother and revealing his large cock, Amy had, without realizing it, started to caress her breasts through the fabric of her cotton shirt. The camera zoomed in on Dan's cock, allowing Amy to see the full thickness of his manhood.

Jessica motioned for Mary to come closer as she took the camera from her. Shooting from the side, the camera showed Mary on her hands and knees. She came up under Dan's cock and licked his balls, making Dan moan. She took one in her mouth and sucked on it gently while taking her hand to the shaft as she slowly stroked his cock.

"That's a good girl," Jessica said, "make love to my brother's cock."

Mary ran her tongue along the sensitive underside the shaft, making Dan's knees buckle. "Do you like the way she does that, brother?" Jessica moved the camera shot to Dan's face; his eyes were closed, his mouth open.

Dan took a hold of Mary's hair, pulling back from her face as she took his thick cock between her lips. As the camera zoomed in showing Mary's lips slowly slide down the length of Dan's shaft, Amy lifted her shirt over her head and began playing with her breasts.

"How much of him can you take?" Jessica asked behind the camera.

"I don't know," Mary replied, smiling. "Let's see."

Mary spit on his cock and stroked it while Dan mumbled his encouragement. She took hold of Dan's hips and slowly lowered her mouth down on him until she was two-thirds of the way down. She held it for a moment, and then came up gasping for air. She repeated her attempt as Dan put his hand on the back of her head and held her down on his cock until she slapped his ass, telling him to let her go.

"I want to you to fuck me now," Mary said as she got up, leaned on the bar, and spread her legs wide.

Jessica moved to the side to catch the action as Dan came up behind Mary and entered her in one long slow motion.

"Fuck, that's big!" Mary yelled, looking into the camera.

Dan pulled out until just the head was between her lips and then thrust into her again, this time with more force. Mary yelled out as Dan began fucking her in a steady rhythm.

"How's that pussy, Dan?" Jessica asked.

Dan groaned and said, "tight and soaking wet."

Jessica handed the camera to Dan as he continued to pound Mary's pussy. Amy was now getting a straight down shot from her son's point of view, his cock moving in and out of the girl. Amy was unbuttoning her shorts and slipping them off when she heard moaning that sounded like Jessica. A few moments later, Amy saw Jessica sitting on top of the bar, naked and spread eagle, her ass hanging off the edge. Mary's face was buried in her daughter's pussy. Jessica's long hair covered half her face and her hand was on the back of Mary's head, urging her on.

Mary turned around and, still standing, bent over and started licking her juices off of Dan's cock. Amy's hand was under her panties at this point, frantically rubbing her clit. She saw Jessica get down off the bar and bend over behind Amy.

"Yeah, Jess, lick my cunt." Mary said as she lifted her mouth off of Dan.

After a couple of minutes, Dan told Mary to get on the sofa. The camera was handed back to Jessica and Amy's television showed Dan getting on his knees as he licked Mary's pussy. He pushed her legs up by her head, pinning her knees to her chest. The camera zoomed in on Dan rimming Mary's ass with his tongue.

"Fuck, that's hot," Jessica said. "C'mon, Dan slam that cock back in her cunt."

Still holding Mary's knees against her chest, Dan plunged deep into her hole, causing Mary to cry out. Amy plunged two fingers in her own hole while continuing to rub her clit. Amy could hear the deafening sound of flesh hitting against flesh as Dan slammed his manhood into the young blonde. Amy was close to coming; she could feel a tingling sensation between her legs.

Dan yelled out, "I'm close, Jess. Where do you want me to come?"

Amy's skin glistened with perspiration; her fingers a blur, her mind filled with taboo thoughts.

"Come on her ass," Jessica said.

Dan pulled out and told Mary to turn around. Mary arched her back, giving Dan a perfect target. Amy exploded on her hand. She yelled out as a wave of convulsions hit her body. She watched as Dan stroked his enormous cock and then grunted as he shot stream after stream of cum all over Mary's ass and back. Amy felt a second and then a third wave hit her as she continued to fuck herself. 

As Amy finally come down from her orgasm, the camera was handed to Dan. The final shot on the screen was of her daughter on her knees, licking her brother's cum off of Mary's ass.



Explorations Ch. 04



"Hi, Honey, he's up in his room." 

That was my mother's voice, greeting Laura as usual. Laura often came over to my house in the morning. W e were, remember, best friends. And there was no reason for my mother to think there was anything wrong with both of us in my room, alone. There was never a hint of anything but friendship between us. That is, until the last couple of days.

Laura opened my door and walked in, as usual. "Hey, lazy bones. What are you still doing in bed?"

I was just waking up when I had heard Mom's voice, and now I was pretty much wide awake. "I had a big day yesterday," I joked.

"You certainly did," she said, with a twinkle in her eye. "You were really something."

"It was an incredible day," I agreed. But I was a little worried about how it would affect our life-long friendship. "So, are you okay? I mean, did that change anything between us?"

Laura laughed. "Absolutely. It changed a lot!" She noticed my serious expression. "Are you serious? You mean our friendship? Of course not. That could never change. I feel just the same about us. Well," she smiled, "Not quite the same."

"Are you sure?" I stupidly asked.

"Of course. If you haven't changed your feelings."

"I'm a guy. I loved it."

Laura pulled my sheet back and saw my erection. I slept in the nude so I couldn't really hide it. She smiled sweetly, or perhaps greedily, and reached for it. I gasped at the unexpected pleasure of her touch.

She laughed. "I think we can be friends, and add a lot more to it." She pulled on my penis as if to stretch it out, though it was fully engorged. I rolled onto my back to make it easy for her to reach. Her finger felt the smooth head and pushed and played with the pee hole while her other hand held my dick steady. She then started squeezing and pulling on the shaft. She went very slowly. It was if she was trying to prolong my pleasure, but she was actually prolonging hers. She felt the shaft as she went, very carefully, paying attention to each little bump and vein. She discovered the ridge underneath the shaft and paid particular attention to it. Especially when she heard my groans in reaction to her attentions.

After stroking my dick for several minutes, her other hand dropped to my balls. She cupped these and rolled them between her fingers. Again, she was going very slowly, exploring and examining every little centimeter she could feel. She pulled and prodded like she had yesterday, as hard as she dared without causing too much pain. It felt out of this world. I was lost in the feeling as my nerve endings were teased and put on edge all over my groin. 

I was nearly out of my mind. I was trying to remember to stay quiet. I was in my room, my mother was downstairs, but I was being driven wild. I couldn't scream or even moan loudly. I couldn't bounce on my bed. I just had to lay there and be tortured. Mind-blowing, exquisite torture.

My balls began churning and Laura's hand was stroking faster. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings. Then I felt something else and my eyes shot open. Laura had leaned over to my penis and had put her lips around the head of it. I couldn't believe it, but the sensations were even stronger. As she sucked on my cock just a little, her tongue slipped over the glans.

I groaned - too loudly - and cum shot out of my cock, straight up into the air. Laura had just gotten her mouth off in time. She had no warning except my groan. Perhaps she had felt the change in my balls or cock as the sperm began rising. She stroked firmly as I was totally useless. I just wanted to pump that cum out. She even put her other spare hand over my mouth. I guess I was being too loud. I wasn't sure. Finally, my cum was done, the last few tremors of my cock were over, and my mind cleared.

"Wow! What was that?" I asked.

"What?" she replied innocently, rubbing her fingers softly over my prick, feeling it as well as rubbing my cum around.

"Your mouth," I managed to say.

"Did you like that?" she asked. She laughed at my facial reaction. "I heard about that, but never tried it. They said it can drive guys wild."

"Well, they were right."

"You can do that to me. too."

Of course I had heard of these things as well. But I really didn't know how to do it to a girl.

Always honest with Laura, I said, "You'll have to teach me."

"Be glad to," she answered. "Can you come over this afternoon about 3?"

"Sure. What about now?" Always eager.

"No," she said, handing me some tissues. "You were so noisy, I'm afraid your mom may wonder what was going on. You'd better clean up." Then she added, "Emily will be there."

I said, "For this? Both of you? Again?"

She laughed. "You didn't seem to mind it yesterday."

"Hell, no," I replied. "But is she okay with it?

"Oh, yeah," Laura smiled. "She is very okay with it. But you're going to do more for us. Or to us."

I swear my cock started to twitch.

**********

About three o'clock I walked into Laura's house. Emily was already there, and both girls looked as if they were more than ready for me to arrive. We greeted each other, and I noticed that they seemed much more relaxed than I felt. Wasn't the guy supposed to be the one who was 'the hunter', the girl was the one who should be nervous? Then I had a thought - maybe it was because there were two girls. They could support each other, protect each other (as if they needed protection from me), and, well, yes, they were the ones in control. I realized that they were talking to each before our meetings, discussing what happened and what was going to happen, probably. Planning things. Yes, they really were in control. 

I also realized that it was better for me to allow them to be in charge. I hated to admit it, but they probably knew more about anatomy and sex than I did, especially when they put their knowledge together. My main experience was locker room talk, magazines, and a couple of porn movies I had seen. I could get used to this.

The girls were sitting in chairs waiting for me, so I sat on the couch. They immediately came over and sat on each side of me, their hands touching my arms and my chest. I thought they must have planned this, and wondered what else they had planned. They couldn't plan everything.

Hands found my belt, and started undoing it and my pants. I'm not sure whose hands were first, but Emily spoke first. "I'm sure you want these pants off."

"Sure," I said, as I lifted my ass off the couch so they could pull my pants off. My boxers didn't come completely off with them, but they got them, too. Emily knelt on the floor to get the clothes off my feet - as well as my shoes, 

"It's a nice view from down here," she said. She was looking up at me from between my legs, but most of her attention was directed at my erection pointing skyward. Her hands slid up my legs, from my knees to my - well, just short of my balls. She seemed to hesitate, then her hands brushed my balls and grasped my stiffened rod around the base. 

"Oh," I gasped at the sudden touch of her fingers. Emily squeezed and felt my erection, and Laura now started on the tip. Both girls let their hands and fingers feel all over my dick. Oh, geez, I couldn't understand how I came to be so lucky.

Emily looked at Laura and said, "He won't be any good to us until this dick feels better."

I almost said how good it felt now, but I stopped myself. It felt so good, but I knew from experience it could feel even better. Heaven help me.

At least one of the hands on my cock started to pump, slowly, up and down. Another one was playing with my balls, and another hand grabbed my knob, feeling and turning and even twisting it a little. Then I felt a mouth go down over my dick. Not just the knob this time, but it kept going, taking about half of my cock into her mouth. I looked down and saw that it was Emily who had me in her mouth.

She sucked on my pole, pulling her mouth back up toward the tip while sucking, then back down. She swirled her tongue around as well, and I was amazed at the sensations she was giving me. Like nothing I had yet experienced. She did this a few times, and then removed her mouth. Her hand started pumping harder. No, it was Laura's hand pumping. Now Emily's was helping her stroke as well. Hands were pumping hard and fast, up and down my cock. My balls were being pulled by someone. Emily's mouth, no, now it was Laura's mouth, engulfed my cock. Not as far down as Emily's had been, but further than she had gone this morning. 

I could not take it much longer. I was moaning and grunting, and soon my cum was boiling in my balls. I knew I was getting close, and I said so. Laura took her mouth off my cock, the hands now forcing my cum to erupt. I yelled out, not needing to keep quiet now. My eruption flew up in the air and disappeared. It had landed in Laura's hair. Other spurts shot into the air and landed mostly on my groin and stomach. I was limp, trying to catch my breath. The girls were smiling, looking at each other, and rubbing my cum around on my body.

After staying like that for a couple minutes, they started to stir. Emily asked, "Have you done oral sex?"

"Done? You mean..." I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Have you eaten a girl?" Emily asked. "A pussy."

Emily seemed to be getting pretty forceful, and blunt.

"No," I answered shyly. I was a guy. I was a little embarrassed at my inexperience.

Emily let her fingers play over my chest. She looked into my eyes, smiled, and said, "I'll let you practice on me."

Holy shit! I loved my life. I watched as she slid her fingers inside the waist of her pants and pulled them down over hips. Her panties went with them. Her pubic hair was just visible as she hesitated. She wanted me to see, but seemed a little shy about Laura watching. Laura, however, was mostly watching my cock. Still limp, I hadn't been able to clean the cum up. It was glazing over on my skin while my cock was twitching a bit from the abuse it had gotten and the recovery it was trying to make watching Emily.

Emily went ahead and slid her pants on down, exposing her pussy. I got a good look at it as she parted her legs, lifting them out of her pants. Her hair was not trimmed, but not thick. She sat down beside me. She took my hand and pulled it over into her lap, either for seduction or to cover her nakedness. Why would she be shy after yesterday? Perhaps not used to all this yet. I didn't seem to mind!

"Do you want to learn how to eat a pussy?" she asked. 

I nodded. Emily pulled my hand, leading me to kneel in front of her. She sat on the edge of the couch, spreading her legs just a little. "Sure? she asked.

"Yeah," I said, becoming entranced by the sight of hers just inches in front of my face. "Definitely."

She looked directly at me and spread her legs further. I stared at it, overcome by the sight of her pussy lips. "Lick it."

I looked up at her, questioning.

"Your tongue. Lick right in the crack," she said.

I leaned forward, stuck out my tongue, and touched the lips. They were wet and hot, with a strong, indescribable taste. 

"More," she said.

I licked again, trying to do it better. I didn't care for the taste or the smell, but my excitement overcame my reservations.

"More," she said again. "Go all the way up."

I tried licking from below, dragging it between her lips all the way up. Emily moaned and squirmed when I did this.

"That's good," she said. "Again."

I did it again, with a little more pressure as I now had more confidence. She moaned again.

"Wiggle your tongue. Stick it further in."

I did this. She was liking it. I pulled her lips apart a little so that I could get my tongue in deeper, and she moaned.

"Yes, that's goooood." Then, "Put a finger in the hole," she said, a hint of a struggle in her voice.

I slipped a finger in between the folds, not sure where the hole was. She moaned as my finger felt around for the hole, and groaned louder when I found it. 

Her finger slid down toward her slit, moving around at the nub near the top. "Lick my clit. Here."

I did as I was told. I licked her clit, as well as her slit some more. My finger was moving around inside her, and she was starting to writhe. "Suck on it." she said.

I wasn't sure where I was supposed to suck, and my mouth was too busy to stop and ask. Emily didn't sound like she was able to speak too well any more anyway. I sucked on her clit, I sucked on her lips, and I licked as well, alternating, as she reacted well to it all. My finger was still inside her, feeling around at the smooth, wet, velvety hole that I had found. I used a finger to rub her clit when I wasn't licking or sucking on it. Nearly everything I was doing was getting a good response from Emily, and I was turned on as well. 

Emily was moving her hips up and down, thrusting them toward me. Her pussy was wetter than ever, and her legs were squeezing the sides of my head. She was moaning and groaning and I attacked her pussy even more. She was heading towards a climax, and getting there fast.

Emily let out a loud groan, thrusting her hips up and out, squeezing my head with her legs, and pounding her hands on the cushions. After a few moments she started to come down, releasing the pressure on my head. Her pussy juice had soaked my mouth, but I hadn't been able to get away. I moved my mouth off her as soon as I could, but kept my fingers working on her slowly for a bit longer. Finally she pushed me away. She lay there, slumped on the couch with her legs splayed open obscenely, not caring what she looked like. Not realizing what she looked like. 

"That was very good," she said dreamily. She opened her eyes and looked at me, smiling. "You learn fast."

Straightening herself up, she said, "Now you have to do Laura. You have to do the same thing to her. Drive her wild."

I had forgotten about Laura. I looked over at her. She had been sitting beside me watching us. A strange look of desire was on her face. When Erin patted the couch cushion, Laura crawled up and sat there. She pulled her pants down over her hips, onto her thighs, and looked at me. I reached over and finished pulling them down, then off. I crawled over to her legs. They remained together, so I placed my hands on her knees and pushed them apart. They went easily, and I crawled in between them.

Laura looked anxious. She was breathing hard. Her eyes were large. She was leaning forward, but she sat on the edge of the couch, as Emily had. I reached up and placed my hand on her crotch. She had more hair than Emily had. I rubbed my hand on her mound, then let my fingers slide down into her crack, following it down and feeling where her hole was. Her pussy was wet. Very wet. I let my finger push into her hole, making her gasp.

"Go slow," Emily said. "It's her first time." 

That struck me as strange. It was my first time, too. Well, my second time now. And what about Emily. Wasn't it her first time? Maybe she knew more than I thought she did. But I didn't have the time or presence of mind to think much about it.

I lowered my mouth to her pussy. I slipped my tongue into her slit and licked from the bottom to the top. Slowly. Just enough pressure to get my tongue in between her lips. I was trying to use a little technique this time. I didn't know if I was learning how to do it or not, but Laura let out a loud, long squeal that made me feel like I had. I licked her slit some more, stuck my finger in her hole, and licked and sucked on her clit. All the things Emily had taught me to do. 

As I was concentrating on Laura's pussy, I felt a hand on my cock. It was Emily, squeezing and stroking my swollen member. For a moment I wasn't sure I could continue attacking Laura's pussy, but after the initial shock I went back to concentrating on her. I kept it up, noticing some small differences in the reactions between the two girls. Hopefully I would have more chances to examine those differences in the future.

Laura was getting close. Her legs started squeezing my head just like Erin's had done. I really attacked her pussy hard. I wanted it over with at this point. My mouth was sore, my tongue was tired, I was having trouble breathing, and I didn't really like my head in another vise-like grip. Plus Emily's hand was still stroking my cock, pulling down straight toward the floor. For a moment a thought of me being a cow getting milked flashed through my mind, but it was a fleeting thought. As if eating two pussies wasn't enough to excite me, the stroking was bringing me closer to cumming. 

Laura was squealing and squeezing, and soon her orgasm hit. My head was trapped between her legs. She was in another world, her orgasm and aftershocks lasting longer than Emily's had. At first I wanted to get my face out of her crotch, but then my mind went to my crotch. Emily was stoking faster, and it all had been too much for me. I was close, and I just gave in and pushed my face hard into Laura's pussy, pumped my hips, and concentrated on my eruption. It didn't take long. I spewed out as my cock was pulled underneath me. I had been excited, and finally it was over. It felt like a relief that I didn't need to put up with it any more. I relaxed, only to realize that I was still held between Laura's legs. 

Laura was just starting to relax. I pulled my head out as soon as I could, breathing fresh air for the first time in a long time. I was dazed. But I was also proud of myself for what I had done to these two girls. I had learned something about eating pussy, and had pleased them both. 

Laura was still woozy, but she was able to turn her head toward Emily and say, "That was so much better than doing it myself."



Explorations Ch. 04



Author's note: I hope you've enjoyed the series thus far. Since these chapters were not part of my original story arc, I labored over how to bridge the gap between these chapters and the ones that are already outlined. Hope you like it. Your feedback is always welcome and thanks for reading.

Part 1 - Introductions

On her way back from the post office, Jessica wondered what her mother's reaction would be to the DVD she had sent. Would she immediately drive up to the college and take her to task or (and Jessica thought this was more probable) would she end up not saying anything because she secretly enjoyed it.

Jessica made her way to her room and opened the door. A girl was making the bed on the opposite side of the room where Jessica had set up her belongings.

"Hey," Jessica said, "You must be my roommate."

Startled, the girl turned around. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is it all right that I took this side? It looked like you took that one."

Jessica smiled at the obviously shy girl. "Of course, don't be silly. I'm Jessica."

The girl pushed her thinly rimmed glasses up the bridge of her small, pointed nose. "Yun Hee. Most people call me Yun."

Jessica walked over to the petite Asian and extended her hand. "Nice to meet you Yun."

The girl loosely took Jessica's hand. "Nice to meet you."

The girl quickly turned around and continued making her bed. Most of her boxes were already unpacked and flattened out to throw in the dumpster. Jessica smirked at the socially awkward girl the powers that be decided to room with a scholarship athlete. Always popular wherever she'd been but never the bitch that some in her circles were, Jessica shrugged to herself and sat on her unmade bed. "So, where are you from?" Jessica asked.

The girl turned around. "Um, Boston. My family's from Korea - Seoul, Korea; I'm second generation American." She then just as quickly turned to begin putting her clothes away in her closet. "I'm from San Mateo; it's south of the city. Hey, it's almost time for dinner," Jessica said as she stood. "Do you want to get something to eat?"

Yun looked at Jessica and gave a big, toothy smile. "Okay."

The two girls walked across campus to the college cafeteria. Jessica towered over her roommate, whose small frame only came up to her shoulders. "So," Jessica said, trying to start a conversation, "what are you going to major in?"

"Computer engineering," Yun said.

"Cool," Jessica replied, "I'm a business and marketing major. Plus I came here to play on the volleyball team."

Yun and Jessica had a mostly silent dinner with Jessica trying to engage her in conversation. Jessica felt bad for her. She seemed like a nice girl; she was just socially inept.

The next morning, Jessica awoke first. After taking a shower down the hall in the floor's restroom, she came back to the dorm room to see Yun getting out of bed. "Good morning," Jessica said, smiling.

Yun reached over to her nightstand, put on her glasses, and looked at Jessica. "Good morning."

Jessica unlaced her robe and put on a pair of panties. She then slipped off her robe and started drying her hair. Yun sat on her bed, embarrassed seeing someone she had just met naked in front of her. She quickly put on her robe and went to the bathroom. When she returned, Jessica was still undressed, only wearing panties and a bra as she ironed a blouse.

"Hey," Jessica said, "Do you want to go to breakfast when you're ready?"

Yun pulled out some clothes from her drawers and with her robe still cinched tightly around her waist and her back to Jessica, put on her panties and said, "Okay."

With a speed that impressed and amused Jessica, Yun untied her robe, put on a bra, slipped on a pair of wide-legged khakis that hid her figure, and threw on a blouse that seemed a size too big. She quickly dried her shoulder-length black hair and sat at her desk as Jessica dressed.

Over the next couple of weeks, a similar ritual played itself out each morning and night. Jessica nonchalantly getting dressed or undressed as her roommate barely showed an ankle. Finally, after the second week of classes, Jessica looked over at Yun who had her back to her as she quickly changed for bed. "Yun," Jessica said, "are you okay?"

"Yes, why?" Yun replied as she deftly took off her bra and threw on a t-shirt.

"I feel like I make you uncomfortable sometimes," Jessica said. "Are you embarrassed changing in front of me? There's no need to be, you know."

Yun quickly put on her pajama bottoms. "I...I've never been naked in front of anyone before." She sat on her bed facing Jessica, but looked at the floor.

"You've never had a boyfriend?" Jessica asked.

Yun looked up at Jessica and then back down at the floor. "I had one my senior year...but, we...he never -- " Her voice trailed off.

Jessica now understood. "You've never," she looked for the right words, "been with anyone."

Jessica could see Yun's light skin turn a shade of red. She quickly shook her head. Jessica stood, walked over, and sat down next to her. "It's all right; you don't have to be embarrassed. First of all, there are no guys in here. Second of all, from what little I've seen, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. You're a cute girl; you should be confident in how you look."

Yun's spectacled eyes turned up to look at Jessica. "But, you look like a model and I almost look like a boy compared to you."

"You do not have a boy's body," Jessica began, "it's just different from mine, that's all."

"No," Yun insisted, "You're beautiful and I'm plain looking."

"I guarantee you," Jessica said, "if you would stop wearing five layers of clothes that cover up your body and gain some confidence in how you look, guys would think you're pretty too. Tell me what you don't like."

"I'm too skinny...my breasts are small...I have to wear glasses." Yun was about to continue when Jessica intervened.

"Okay, I don't think I've ever heard a guy say about a girl 'she's too thin.' Too fat, yes; too, thin, no." Jessica placed her hands on the bottom edge of Yun's shirt. "May I?" After some hesitation, Yun relented and Jessica lifted it from her body. Seeing her roommate's breasts for the first time, Jessica smiled at Yun. "You have very nice breasts. What are they, 34B?" Yun nodded. "With you're cute body, milky, white complexion, and dark hair you will be just fine. Trust me. Why don't we go shopping tomorrow; I'll help you pick some things out. What do you say?"

Yun looked at Jessica. "You would do that for me?"

"Yeah, it'll be fun. We'll get some clothes that compliment your body and just like that you'll be beating guys off with a stick. Let's get to bed, we have some shopping to do tomorrow."

The next night, after several hours of pulling teeth, Jessica was able to convince her roommate to purchase a few items. They returned to their dorm room with a couple bags of clothes. Jessica helped her pick out a pair of jeans, two skirts, and a couple of tops.

Jessica had Yun try on the low-rise jeans that flared at the bottom and the red v-neck top that Jessica had purchased for her in spite of Yun's protests. They stood in front of the mirror. "See how the jeans show off your small waist and give you a curvy look, and the top adds a little oomph to your figure," Jessica said as she took hold of Yun's shoulders and turned her around. "And look at that butt. See what happens when you wear jeans that actually fit?"

"It feels weird," Yun said, looking up into Jessica's smiling eyes. 

"You'll get used to it," Jessica replied. Yun looked again in the mirror and had to admit to herself that she looked better.

Jessica stood behind her new student and put her hands on Yun's hips. "Look at how good you look. We haven't even touched your hair or put on makeup and you're already a hot, little thing.

"Do you really think I'm pretty?" Yun asked into the mirror.

Jessica moved in closer behind her roommate; she could smell the scent of her shampoo. Jessica's hand slid down the smooth skin of Yun's arm. She took a step back and said, "Yes, Yun. You are very pretty."

* * * *

That Sunday night, while she and Yun were at their desks doing homework, Jessica's phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and her heart skipped a beat; it was her brother. "Hey there," Jessica answered the phone, "how's college treating you so far?"

Yun looked over at Jessica who got up and walked out the door. After about fifteen minutes, Jessica returned, the phone still up to her ear. "I've got to go, baby. I'll call you sometime this week. Bye." She put down the phone and sat at her desk. Yun could hear an audible sigh come out of Jessica's mouth.

"Was that your boyfriend?" Yun asked, swiveling in her chair to face Jessica.

Jessica forced a small laugh, "No, no. That was my brother. He's a freshman at Sonoma State."

"Oh," was all Yun could say as she thought it was strange for her to call her brother 'baby.' Feeling a little awkward, Yun turned around and went back to typing out her homework.

That night, Yun was stirred from her sleep by a noise. Without moving, she opened her eyes and looked across the room. She could see Jessica lying in her bed, her body reflecting the soft moonlight coming through the window. Jessica's large breasts were exposed above the fold of the sheets, the silhouette of her erect nipples clearly visible. Yun's gaze made it's way down her roommate's body; Jessica's legs were spread wide, her knees up off the bed at a 45-degree angle. Her arm moved slowly under the sheets; her mouth was open and she occasionally let out a soft moan. Yun blushed and her heart pounded as she realized what Jessica was doing. She wanted desperately to roll onto her other side and face the wall, giving her privacy. She couldn't. If she moved, Jessica might catch her watching; if she turned away, she wouldn't be able to see what was going to happen next.

Jessica moved her lips, but Yun couldn't hear what she was saying. She looked down at Jessica's hand as it moved in a short, circular motion under the covers. Yun's eyes widened in disbelief as Jessica arched her back and lifted her body off the bed. She could hear Jessica saying something over and over. Her voice grew just above a whisper and Yun finally made out what she was saying.

"Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." Jessica picked up the pace as Yun laid still, her head pressed against her pillow. "Oh my God, Dan. I'm going to come."

Yun's hand covered her mouth as Jessica whimpered, bit her lower lip, and trembled under the thin sheets that draped over her voluptuous body. After a few moments, Jessica rested her body back on the bed and let out a soft sigh. Seemingly satisfied, she turned to face Yun who froze, her eyes still open. Can she see me, Yun thought, as she quickly clamped her eyes shut without making a move.

Jessica turned over to go to sleep, her body still coming down from a wonderful orgasm. She looked over at Yun, wondering if she had awakened her. As she was about to shut her eyes, she could have sworn that she saw her roommate looking at her. She smiled slightly and went to sleep.

* * * *

The next day, Jessica went to the nearby mall and picked up a few clothing items for Yun. After having dinner with one of her freshman volleyball teammates, Cindy and going to a study group, Jessica went back to the dorm where she found Yun at her computer.

"Hey, how was your day?" Jessica asked, standing by her closet.

Yun looked over at Jessica. "It was okay. I had a couple classes and a computer lab. How was yours?"

"It was good. I just came back from a study group. I got something for you today," Jessica said with a smile.

"Jessica, you already bought me a blouse. You shouldn't have gotten me something else." Yun looked down in embarrassment from her roommate's generosity.

"Well, we got you a few nice pieces of clothing, but nothing to wear under them. I just wanted to complete your look. Come here and at least try them on." 

Jessica grabbed a bag from her closet and pulled out a pair of black lace panties and a matching bra.

"I don't know," Yun started, looking apprehensive. "It's not my style."

Jessica looked at her and placed her hand on her shoulder. "Sweetie, no offense, but you didn't really have a style until the other day. Just try them on and give it a chance."

Yun hesitated. She didn't want to shun the gifts Jessica had so generously bought for her, but she was uncomfortable wearing such provocative underwear. She decided to give it a try and unbuttoned the jeans she had bought the other day and slid them down her thin legs. She took the panties from Jessica's hand, slid her own off, and quickly put on the new ones. They felt strange as they only partially covered her butt, her small cheeks peeking out from the lace fringe.

Jessica, who was standing behind Yun, handed her the bra as Yun pulled off her shirt and unhooked the one she was wearing. Looking in the mirror, Jessica noticed how hard Yun's nipples were, as they stood erect from her small but nicely shaped breasts. Yun put on the bra and looked into the mirror.

Before Yun could say something negative, Jessica said, "You look hot."

Yun shook her head. "I look silly."

Jessica looked into the girl's eyes through the mirror. "Look at how the bra makes your breasts look and do I really need to say anything about this ass?" Jessica spun Yun around and nudged her head to look over her shoulder and in the mirror. "Look at how good it looks. Whether you believe it or not, I'm telling you, you look good. I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true."

Yun looked again in the mirror, this time with in open mind. She allowed herself to feel the lace against her skin; she could see her nipples pressing against the sheer fabric of the bra; she looked at her small, tight butt framed wonderfully by the panties. She looked at Jessica. "Thank you for doing this for me. I don't know why you care."

Jessica reached out to Yun and placed her hand softly on her cheek. "I care because you're my friend." She waited a second and added in a lighter, more playful voice, "Plus, I've always thought Asian chicks were hot and now I live with one."

Yun smiled nervously. What did she mean by that, she thought. "I've got to get ready for bed," Yun said.

"Yeah," replied Jessica. "Me too."

Part 2 - Seduction

A couple of nights later, Jessica called her brother as promised. It was 8:30 and Yun was at the library. They talked about their classes and their roommates. Jessica mentioned the cute Asian she roomed with and told Dan she was a virgin. "I'd love to watch you take her virginity. Wait till you see her, Dan. She's so petite; her pussy must be incredibly tight. Would you like to take her while I watch?"

"If it would make you happy, sis," Dan replied, "I'd fuck her for you."

Jessica smiled as she held the phone. "You're such a good brother."

Dan said he had to go to work on a paper that was due and they said their goodbyes. Jessica put down the phone and sat on her bed with her back to the wall. She fantasized about stripping off her roommate's clothes as she lifted off her own shirt. She thought about the taste of a virgin pussy on her tongue as she slid off her jeans and panties. She pictured herself sucking on Yun's little clit as she unhooked her bra and tossed it to the side. Jessica closed her eyes and lowered her hand to her glistening pussy. She pictured her roommate's small hand wrapped around her brother's cock and began to rub her clit. She wondered how much of Dan's large cock Yun could take in her little hole as she slipped a finger in her mouth and then between her pussy lips. She could feel herself drifting, the sensation of her fingers on her sex taking her further and further from her surroundings. It was at that point that she heard a key in the lock.

Yun turned the key and opened the door. As she walked over the threshold she froze. She wasn't sure whether to leave or go in; instead, she stood still, unable to shield her eyes and unable to move. Jessica was on her bed facing her. She was naked and her legs were spread wide open, her fingers rubbing her pussy.

Jessica opened her eyes and fixed them on Yun's. "Close the door, Yun; I don't want to put on a show for anyone who might pass by."

Yun quickly shut the door and pressed her back against it, confused, her skin turning a bright red. "I'm sorry, Jessica. I didn't know you were busy. I'll go back to the library."

Jessica quickly replied, "No, it's okay." She grabbed her panties and put them on. "I obviously thought you'd be gone a little longer," she said smiling, trying to put Yun at ease.

Yun slowly walked to her bed and sat on its edge. After a few moments of silence Yun looked up. "Jessica?" she started, then closed her mouth.

Jessica moved to the edge of her bed. "What is it?"

"Nothing," Yun said as she got up and quickly stripped off her clothes and changed into a t-shit and her pajama bottoms. She sat back down on her bed, looking at the floor.

"Go ahead," Jessica said. "What do you want to ask me?"

"I...do you do that a lot?" Yun finally got her question out.

"Masturbate?" Jessica asked. Yun blushed at the sound of the word. "Yes," she said, still not looking into Jessica's eyes.

"It depends," Jessica began. "When I feel horny or I feel the need for a release I do. If you don't mind me asking, don't you?"

Yun felt uncomfortable answering Jessica's question and self-conscious about her answer. She shifted in her seat. "Only a couple of times. I was taught it was wrong, but I did it a couple of times anyway. I only did it for a few minutes and stopped because I felt guilty." Yun took off her glasses and covered her face with her hands.

Jessica got up from her bed and sat next to her. She placed a reassuring arm around the girl and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. I guarantee you everyone does it. It's completely natural and actually healthy."

The girl looked into Jessica's eyes. "It is?" she asked, confused and a little relieved.

"Of course. You're not a little girl; you are a young woman with needs. When you feel the need for sexual pleasure, you shouldn't bottle it up. You should embrace it and enjoy it. If you're not ready to have sex with a guy, why should you deny yourself the pleasure you can get simply by touching yourself. You're not hurting anyone and you certainly won't regret having orgasms."

Yun's eyes stared at her roommate as she tried to take in what she was saying.

Jessica continued, "Have you ever had an orgasm?"

Yun shook her head.

"If you want," Jessica said, "I could show you how to do it. I promise, once you feel what it's like, you'll be touching yourself every chance you get." Jessica smiled at her little joke. Yun nervously smiled back. She wasn't sure what to say to such an offer. She was completely at a loss. 

Jessica saw the conflicted look on her roommate's face and said, "I'll guide you and show you what to do, Yun. If anything makes you uncomfortable, just tell me to stop and I'll stop, okay?" Yun pondered Jessica's question, and after what seemed like five minutes to Jessica, she tentatively nodded her consent.

"Okay," Jessica said. She got up and turned on her reading light and then turned off the overhead light so that there was just enough illumination. Jessica moved to Yun's bed, still wearing only her panties, her breasts bouncing with each step. She climbed on the bed, propped up a pillow against the headboard, and sat back. "Now, come here and lean back against me." 

Yun followed Jessica directions and sat between Jessica spread legs, her back pressed against Jessica's bare chest. The feeling of the fabric of Yun's shirt rubbing against her breasts sent little shocks of electricity through Jessica's body.





Explorations Ch. 04



"Just relax," Jessica said softly. "Close your eyes." After a few moments, Jessica could feel Yun's body relax against her, her head resting on Jessica's shoulder. "That's good," Jessica said. "Now, I want you to touch your breasts." Yun hesitated and tensed up. "Do you trust me, Yun?"

"Yes," Yun whispered.

"Touch your breasts, feel the sensation of the cotton of your shirt rubbing against your skin." Yun reached up with her left hand and awkwardly ran it over her breast. "Slowly," Jessica said. "Imagine what would feel good and then do it." After a few seconds, both of Yun's hands were on her breasts, kneading them, caressing them. "That's good. Keep doing that. How does that feel?"

"Good," Yun whispered, her eyes still closed.

Jessica took a hold of Yun's shirt and said, "Lift your arms up." Jessica took off the shirt and set it aside. "Touch your skin; feel your warm flesh under your fingertips. That's good. Your nipples are so hard; they want attention. Put them between your fingers and pinch them lightly."

"Oh," Yun whimpered as she complied. 

Several minutes passed as Yun continued to caress her breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples between her thumb and index finger. Jessica whispered in her ear, "Take off your bottoms. Leave your panties on."

Yun slid off her pajama bottoms and leaned back against the warmth of Jessica body. "Run your fingers lightly over your thighs; do whatever feels good to you. That's right. Now graze your fingertips over your pussy."

The young Asian ran her fingers over her sex and let out a sigh. 

"Can you feel the warmth of your pussy?" Jessica asked.

"Yes," Yun whimpered.

"Can you feel it getting wet?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, Jessica," she replied, continuing to rub her pussy through her cotton panties.

Jessica pushed aside Yun's hair and brought her lips to her ear. "Do you want to feel your fingers on your pussy?"

Yun whispered hoarsely, "Yes."

"Take off your panties," Jessica said. Yun lifted her butt off the bed and pulled down her panties. "That's a good girl," Jessica continued. "Now take a couple of fingers and wet them in your mouth. Now bring them down to your pussy and lightly move them in a circle."

Yun took her fingers from her mouth and slowly, tentatively lowered them to her sex. The instant her fingers touched the sensitive area she let out a soft moan and began moving her hand.

As Yun continued to touch herself, Jessica placed her hands on Yun's thighs and began lightly running her fingers up and down the soft, pale flesh. She could hear Yun moan, responding to her touch.

"Rub your clit, Yun. Nice and gently. Like this."

Jessica reached between Yun's legs and placed her hand over the girl's. "Let me guide your hand. Just follow my lead. That's good."

Yun moaned again, "Feels so good."

"That's right, baby. Give in to the sensation of our fingers over your clit."

"Oh...Oh, God. Don't stop," Yun moaned.

Jessica whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, honey. We're not stopping."

As she continued to massage her clit over Yun's hand, Jessica used her other hand to touch Yun's breasts.

"Mmmm...yes," Yun whispered.

"Do you like that?" Jessica asked.

Yun nodded.

"Do you like it when I touch you?" she asked.

"Yes, Jessica," Yun replied, placing her hand over Jessica's.

"Keep rubbing that clit," Jessica ordered as she removed her hand and brought it to Yun's mouth. Without a word, Yun parted her lips and took Jessica's middle finger into her mouth and sucked on it.

Jessica could feel Yun's breath become more ragged and shallow. She withdrew her finger from Yun's mouth, and while Yun picked up the pace on her clit, Jessica slowly and carefully slid her finger in between her puffy lips and into her extremely tight and hot cunt. She pushed in halfway and Yun gasped from the feeling of being penetrated for the first time.

"Keep touching yourself while I finger your pussy," Jessica said as she slowly moved her finger in and out of Yun's body with shallow movements.

"Oh, Jessica, please. I can feel something happening. I don't know what -- " Yun began to whimper and squeal, her voice going higher and higher. Jessica moved her finger with more urgency and wrapped her other arm around the girl's chest, bracing her for the inevitable.

Yun felt something; a sensation she'd never felt before. It started at her clit; she felt it move down her legs to her toes that began to curl. She wrapped her free arm around Jessica's right thigh and held on for support. Her mouth opened but nothing came out. The sensation rose to her stomach, to her breasts, to her arms and fingers. The only thing left was the feeling of her fingers on her clit and Jessica's inside her body. 

Jessica felt Yun's whole body tense up. "Let it go, baby," she said. "Come for me."

Yun let out a long, loud moan and then short bursts of groans as she felt a wave of strong sensations crash over her. Her body jerked in Jessica's arms as a second, a third, a fourth wave hit her. After several moments, her body relaxed and her arms went limp. Jessica removed her finger from Yun's virgin hole and wrapped her arms around the spent girl.

Jessica leaned down and kissed Yun on the neck and caressed her hair. "I think you liked it," she mused.

Yun slowly straightened her back and turned to Jessica. "Please," she said, almost in a whisper, "teach me more."

Jessica placed her hand on Yun's flushed face. "I will," she said and gently kissed Yun on the forehead.

* * * *

Two nights later, Jessica was drifting off to sleep when Yun spoke. "Jessica, are you awake?"

Jessica opened her eyes and turned toward the small voice. "I'm awake. What's up?"

"I...I've been thinking about the other night," she said, turning toward Jessica. "I can't stop thinking about how it felt. I want to feel it again...an orgasm. Is it wrong to want to do it so soon?"

"No, of course not," Jessica said. "You can do it right now, if you want."

"I can? You won't mind?" Yun asked.

Jessica lifted her head. "Take off your clothes and touch yourself." 

Without a word, Jessica watched as Yun threw off her covers and stripped out of her pajamas. "Run your hands over your skin. Feel how hot your flesh is to your touch." Jessica could hear Yun moan softly and could see her glide her hand down her body to her sex.

"Oh, Jessica. It feels so good," Yun said in between moans of pleasure.

Jessica got up from her bed and sat down next to Yun as she continued to masturbate in front of her roommate. Jessica leaned down and placed her hands on either side of Yun's body; she looked into Yun's eyes. "Keep rubbing your pussy. Jessica's going to make you feel good."

With that, Jessica brought her mouth down and kissed Yun's neck, occasionally nibbling on it. Yun responded to Jessica's attention with low moans of approval. Jessica took that as a sign to continue and planted kisses down Yun's shoulder then licked her way to her left breast. As Yun's mouth opened to let out a series of staccato moans, Jessica circled the nipple with her tongue. 

Yun was so caught up in the sensation of the warm, wet tongue on her breast that it didn't register who was doing it to her and what she was willing to do to make it continue. She only knew that she didn't want it to stop.

Jessica moved to her other breast, covering the nipple with her mouth. She sucked in Yun's flesh and quickly flicked her tongue across it. Yun let out a cry and moved her hand more urgently over her clit. Jessica moved back to the other tit and repeated the process of sucking it and flashing her warm tongue over Yun's delicate body.

"Oh, oh, oh," Yun cried.

"Do you want me to make you come?" Jessica asked in her ear.

Jessica's hot breath made Yun shudder. She nodded quickly, her eyes shut.

Jessica moved between the girl's legs and took hold of her arms, pulling her hands away from her pussy and pinning them to the bed. Yun gasped at the sudden movement. What is she doing, Yun thought. Jessica licked down Yun's flat belly to her thighs. The feel of Jessica's mouth was more than Yun thought she could bear.

Yun sensed what was about to happen; she didn't know what to think or how to feel. Her body silenced any urge to resist Jessica's mouth; she could feel her skin flush with heat as Jessica grabbed her legs at the back of her knees and pinned them to her chest. Before Yun could say anything, she felt the warmth of her roommate's wet tongue on her sex.

"Hold your legs there," Jessica ordered. Yun quickly complied.

Jessica took in the site of the girl's wonderfully fragile pussy. The lips were outlined with a light trim of black hair. The lips were small and mainly hidden. Jessica placed her hands underneath Yun's ass and spread the lips with her thumbs.

"Oh, oh, Jessica," Yun responded. She wanted it so badly; she wasn't sure what was going to happen but she knew that Jessica would take care of her.

Jessica used slow, deliberate strokes with her tongue, moving from the girl's tiny ass hole to her clit. She could feel her heart pound in her chest, the strong musk of Yun's pussy urging her on. She repeated the stroke several times, each one harder than the last. Yun let out a sigh with each lap of Jessica's tongue. Jessica circled around the clit, which was now protruding from its hood, yearning for attention. She stiffened and then jabbed her tongue into Yun's slit, causing the girl to jump and let out a yelp.

As she fucked Yun with her tongue, Jessica brought her thumb to Yun's clit and lightly worked it until Yun yelled out.

"Oh my God...Ahh!" Yun cried.

Jessica then moved her tongue to the engorged button and furiously began to lick it at a pace that sent the girl into frenzy. Jessica continued her onslaught as Yun lifted her lower body off the bed, held it there for several seconds, shuddered, and slammed it down against the mattress. Yun slowly came down, flinching every few seconds from little aftershocks. Jessica kissed her way up Yun's body until she looked into her eyes.

"That was so hot, Yun. Watching you come made me so wet," Jessica said.

"It did?" Yun asked, grasping for air.

Jessica removed the shorts she was wearing. Now naked, she got up on her knees. "Come here and feel how wet I am."

Yun slowly reach out and then pulled her hand back.

"Touch me, Yun. I need to come so badly." Jessica said, almost giving her roommate an order; almost pleading with her.

Yun got on her knees and faced Jessica, their bodies only inches apart. She looked up into her eyes and Jessica looked down at her, a passion in her stare she had not seen before. Yun brought her hand to Jessica's pussy and cupped it in her palm.

"Yes," Jessica hissed. "Rub my pussy."

Yun complied, her eyes wide from feeling the wetness and heat between Jessica's legs.

"It's so wet," Yun said.

"You did that to me," Jessica replied. "Put a finger inside me. Fuck, yes. Put two inside me."

Yun hesitated. Then seeing the want in her roommate's eyes, she did as she was told.

Jessica moaned loudly as she felt Yun's little fingers plunge into her hole. She placed a hand on the back of Yun's head and guided her to her breasts. Without having to say anything to her, Jessica felt Yun begin to suck on her left tit while continuing to fuck her with her fingers.

Jessica urged her on, "That's good; so good. Put three fingers inside me, baby."

Yun removed her fingers momentarily and then slowly inserted three fingers inside her roommate. Jessica guided her to her other tit. "Bite on it, lightly. Fuck. Do it again...fuck me harder; you won't hurt me."

Yun began to feel perspiration bead on her forehead as she worked her hand quicker and harder. For this brief moment, everything fell away -- her insecurities, her parents' judgment, what her friends would say -- all that mattered at this moment was doing anything she could to please Jessica.

"Take that fucking cunt!" Jessica said loudly, commanding Yun to slam her fingers into her. "Oh shit. Don't fucking stop. Don't stop. Suck on my tit hard." Jessica was reeling from the feeling of her pussy getting banged and her clit getting smacked with the palm of Yun's hand with each thrust.

Jessica held onto Yun tightly and exploded in a series of massive convulsions that shook her body to its core. She yelled out, grabbed onto Yun's hand and fucked herself with Yun's fingers as she rode another crest. After a few seconds, she relaxed her body and pulled the hand from her aching pussy. She brought Yun's soaked fingers to her mouth and sucked on each one, tasting her own juices on her young apprentices' fingers. Jessica took Yun's face between her hands and leaned in for a kiss, her soft lips caressing her startled roommate.

Yun was about to pull away from Jessica's advances, but the feel of her hot breath on her mouth, the taste of her lips, and the shared experience they had just had compelled her to wrap her arms around Jessica and return her kiss.

* * * *

That same night, Amy Tanner sat naked on her couch. She stared at the object resting on the coffee table in front of her. She tried to come to grips with her conflicting emotions, that of guilt and yearning. She got up from her seat and took the object in her trembling hands. Amy pressed the power button on the DVD player and placed the disc in the cradle of the machine. She sat back down on the sofa and watched the television screen come to life. Her heart raced. Her mind was upset with her weakness, her body craved release. Amy placed her feet on the coffee table, her legs spread wide; she felt the cool air from the window on her naked body as she watched her daughter lick Mary's pussy. She glided her hands over her skin, which was warm to her touch as she watched her son's cock get sucked. Amy reached weakly for her wet pussy as she saw her son's large cock plunge into her neighbor's hole. A tear rolled down her cheek as she slammed two fingers into her cunt, unable to resist the allure of her son and daughter.



Explorations Ch. 05



Nothing happened for the next few days. I spent a lot of time with Laura, as usual, but we were not alone long enough to have any kind of sex. There were comments and touching pretty often, but nothing serious. And I only saw Emily at school. It wasn't that we didn't want to do anything, it just didn't happen.

I wasn't even able to masturbate very much. Oh, I could have, but the girls had worn me out, and besides, I wanted to save my strength. I didn't know when I might need it for another round. 

Then one day Laura said to me, "What are you doing tomorrow night? My dad has a date." 

I looked at her. "Does that mean what I think it means?"

"Of course," she said, grinning. "Should I invite Emily?"

"Yeah!", I said, too eagerly. 

Laura laughed again. "Good, because I already did. I figured you were the easiest."

I tired to look insulted. "Are you calling me easy?"

"Of course," she said.

"Yeah," I replied, "you're right." We smiled.

She looked at me seriously. "Are you ready to go to the next level?"

"What does that mean?" I asked. 

"Emily thinks she is ready to get laid."

I gasped. I was used to Laura being straightforward, but geez! Or maybe I was surprised at the thought of Emily wanting to fuck me.

"Are you up for it?" she asked.

"Not yet," I joked, looking at my crotch. "But I'm sure I'll get it up when the time comes."

"Oh, aren't you funny!" She was being sarcastic, of course. "But you are a virgin, right?"

"You know I am"

"Just making sure. Are you ready to lose your virginity?"

"I'm a guy. I'd love to lose it!" When I calmed down a bit and thought a little more, I asked, "Is Emily?"

"No," she answered. "Is that okay?" 

"It doesn't matter to me." Are you kidding? She's female, what else matters? No, I didn't say that part out loud.

"It's not like she has done it a lot, but she has done it. Just with one guy, I think."

I thought about it and said, "No, that's good. It takes a lot of pressure off me."

**********

The next night we gathered at Laura's house. I know I was nervous, and the girls seemed to be, also. Especially Emily. My dick kept trying to get hard, just because I kept thinking of fucking Emily, but I managed to keep it mostly under control.

We all sat on the couch, holding hands or stroking each other's legs. Not sexually, just not knowing what else to do.

Laura finally broke the tension. "Emily, I think we need to get you hot."

Emily glared at Laura. "What??"

"Well, I think we are all nervous, and someone has to do something."

I had a brilliant idea. "We could lose some clothes."

Laura smiled and started to unbutton my shirt. Emily turned and began helping her. It didn't take them long, and they then started in on my pants.

"How about you guys?" I said defensively.

"As soon as you're done," Emily said.

True to her word, as soon as I was naked she started taking off her clothes.

"Wait, let me help," I said. " That might help turn you on."

Emily looked at me. "I don't really need much help. I'm pretty hot right now."

She was looking at me as I pulled her pants off her legs. "I think I need to tell you something."

"Okay," I said. I reached for her tits, cradling them in my hands. "I'll start on these while you tell me." No doubt about it, I was smooth!

"I haven't told anyone this before. I haven't even told you all of it," she said to Laura, who had finished making herself naked as well. But I think you both should know the whole story." 

She had our attention, but of course I kept playing with her tits.

She continued. "You know I'm not a virgin. But I didn't lose it very nicely."

"You were raped?" Laura gasped. "No!"

"No, no," Emily said. "I wasn't raped. Not exactly. Let me explain."

She went on. "You know I dated Brad for a while. I don't know why I dated him so long. He was a jerk. He had a real attitude. superior and all that. It was all about him. We had to do what he wanted all the time. His movies, his friends, never what I wanted to do. He never seemed to care what I wanted.

"That was true for the sex part as well," she continued. "I had to jack him off, even blew him a couple times. And I mean had to. He expected it. And he never went down on me. He felt me up, but that was just for his pleasure, too. He didn't make me cum, and he didn't try to."

"What about the rape?"Laura asked.

"He didn't rape me," Emily repeated. "Really. We had sex. He screwed me. But it was like the other stuff. It was for his pleasure. He stuck it in when he was ready, and he only worried about his orgasm. I never came once. But it was worse than that. It wasn't rape, but it almost felt like it."

"I knew it!" said Laura.

"He didn't exactly rape me, but he made me feel like he had. We were in his back seat. Real romantic, huh? We were kissing and feeling each other up, like we had done before. I liked that part, with his hands under my skirt and inside my panties. It was good up to that point. But then he started pulling off my panties. That hadn't happened before. He had gotten them loose with his hand underneath them, but this time he pulled them down my legs and off. I told him not to, I didn't want him to do that. I wasn't ready to go that far, let alone farther. And I knew that's where it would probably lead.

"I was right. He wanted my panties out of the way because he wanted to screw me. After they were out of the way he spread my legs and got between them. I was still telling him no, but he kept going. Honestly, I kept going too. I kept kissing, and feeling him up. I had his penis out before, and I kept stroking it when I could reach it. I was really hot, and part of me wanted it to go further. But part of me didn't. And he wasn't paying any attention to me. Just my pussy. And tits. 

"He even pulled my hand off his dick so he could stick it up my pussy. It didn't work too well. There wasn't enough room in the backseat, and too many clothes in the way. He stopped, and I was relieved that he was stopping. But he wasn't really stopping, just long enough to undo his pants and pull them down a little. He didn't even get them down to his knees. He got back on me and pushed his dick at my pussy again. I said stop again, but he didn't care. I said I was a virgin, but he didn't care. I'm not sure he even heard me. As he stuck his dick in me, I just laid back and let him. I figured he was going to do it, so get it done." 

Emily's eyes were a little misty as she continued. "It hurt me, and I said so, but again, he didn't seem to care or perhaps hear. When his dick got to my hymen, I told him I was a virgin again. He just pulled his dick back a little and then pushed in harder. He pushed hard right through my hymen, and I screamed because it hurt. Then he pulled back and rammed into me again and again. It was really hurting me and I was crying, but he kept on ramming into me. He was breathing hard and pretty soon he came. I was so relieved when I felt his cum, I didn't even worry about getting pregnant. I was just glad he was done. I was still crying when he pulled out of me, and while he cleaned up and pulled his pants on. When he was ready to leave, he just looked at me and told me to settle down. I whimpered the whole way home, and it upset him. Instead of being compassionate or feeling sorry for me, he was pissed because I was upset. I had to sneak into my room so my parents wouldn't see me because I was just barely able to stop crying. I didn't realize until later that I had blood and cum on my legs. I sure was glad I didn't run into my parents!"

Laura and I hadn't said a word. I had stopped playing with her breasts, of course, and my dick was totally soft. Laura had a couple tears in her eyes. 

Laura asked, "But you still went out with him?"

Emily nearly cried at this point. "Yes, I was so stupid! He said how good I was, how much he enjoyed the sex, and I thought maybe it would get better, You know how they say the first time hurts. But then the next week almost the same thing happened. It didn't hurt too much, but it sure didn't feel good. I was very upset that I had lost my virginity, and that Brad still didn't seem to care what I was feeling. The third time we did it - well, he did it, I was just there! - I had just had enough. I told him he was a pig and I never wanted to see him again. The worst part was that he didn't seem very upset. Just a little. Probably just because he didn't know where he would get his next pussy."

"Wow!" I said, in shock.

"Brad is a pig!" Laura said. She got up and walked around me, sitting on the other side of Emily and giving her a hug. "Are you okay?"

"Yes. It's been a while. I've accepted it. He was a pig, probably he didn't even realize that my feelings should mean anything. We weren't in love or anything. At least I don't have to worry about my virginity any more."

Laura was still holding her. "But that's not the way you should lose it."

Emily cuddled into her. " You are sweet. But how many girls lose it in a romantic way, like they would like to? No, I'm fine with it now. I just thought you should know the whole story. Now you know I'm not a virgin, but maybe you could treat me like one. I'm still a little scared, after all that happened to me."

Laura and I looked at each other, our eyes meeting and knowing we understood that Emily was just a bit fragile with all this.

"Are you sure you really want to do it?" I asked.

"You fucking well better believe it!" she said. "Don't even think of backing out now. I am ready. Very ready. And I think you are the right guy to do it. We've been through a lot lately, and you are a nice guy. And," smiling shyly, "You have a nice dick. It will be nice to replace that memory. Now, how about we get on with it?"

"Are you sure?" I asked, and looked at Laura. She seemed okay with it, smiling a tentative smile and giving me a little nod.

"Absolutely. Or don't you think you can get it up?" Emily asked. She reached out and lifted my dick up with two fingers. She bounced it up and down a couple times and smiled. "What do you think?"

She lifted my hand to her breast, and I said, "Well, I'll do my best." 

I cupped her breast, and began to pinch her nipple between my fingers. 

"Oh, yes," moaned Emily. "Now I'm feeling better. Keep that up."

I leaned over and began sucking on her other nipple, causing more moans. Laura reached over and guided my other hand into Emily's crotch. I stroked her mound, and the inside of her thighs as they opened up to give me more room. Soon I placed my whole hand over her pussy. It was staring to feel damp. I squeezed her pussy, and her breasts, and then started kissing down over her stomach and into her pubic hair. 

Emily was moaning as I got on the floor between her legs and started licking her slit. My tongue worked its way into her folds, where it was getting quite wet. I spread her lower lips apart and buried my head in her crotch. I pushed my tongue into her hole as far as I could, and felt Emily's hands on the back of my head, pulling me in tighter.

"I think I'm ready," she said.

"In your room?" I asked Laura. 

She nodded, and Emily and I stood up. Our hands were all over each other as we started to the room.

Suddenly Emily stopped and looked back at Laura, who was still in her seat on the couch. "You come too," she said.

"Me?" Laura asked, startled.

"You are a part of all of this," she said.

"But not this part."

"Come on. We're all in this together," Emily assured her. Laura still hesitated, so Emily added, "It will help me feel better. Safer."

That did it. Laura got up slowly, and walked over to us as we started into the room again, the girls holding hands.

We went over to the bed and sat down. Laura stood there looking uneasy until Emily patted the bed beside her. Laura sat, and Emily got her to sit in the middle of the bed, then laid down with her head on Laura's lap. "Hold me," she said.

I laid down beside her, trying to ignore the fact that Laura was evidently going to share in this moment. By this point I didn't care. I was a virgin, and Emily wanted to cure that. I was eager,

Emily reached out and started stroking my body, and I stroked hers. I kissed and squeezed her breast, and my hand found its way back to her pussy. She was still wet and ready. Her hand squeezing my dick made sure that I was ready as well. It didn't take much longer until we were ready for fucking.

I asked her if she was ready, and she moaned, "Oh, yes. I'm wet. I'm hot. I want you in me. Now!"

I placed my body in between her legs and positioned my dick at her slit.

Laura said, softly, "Rub your dick up and down her slit a little. Get it coated with her juices."

She sounded like she knew what she was talking about, so I did it. The reaction from Emily told me I made a wise choice. Then Emily said, "Now. Put it in me!" She was demanding it.

I put my dick at her hole and pushed it in. Just an inch or two, which caused a low, long growl from her. Or was that me? My dick had to force its way, stretching the walls of her pussy apart. It was tight, but it felt so soft inside of her. The tip of my cock felt heavenly, encased in a soft, wet, velvety glove. I pushed in a little further with the same reactions. I pulled it out a little and then back in, sinking a bit further. 

"Slowly," I heard Laura say, softly. 

I pulled and pushed, each time going a little further inside, each time feeling more like that wet cavern was swallowing me up, each time hearing the same long moan coming from Emily. Finally I pushed into her hole so far that our groins mashed against each other, our pubic hairs entangling. It felt so great I had to hold it there at the furthest reaches of her love canal for a moment, enjoying the pressure. 

I pulled back all the way, nearly pulling out, then pushing back in, sinking my cock all the way in until our groins stopped me. My cock was being squeezed by the walls of her cunt. It was still forcing its way through, and felt like nothing I had ever experienced. When I held it at the furthest point, I felt like I wanted to shoot out my insides into her warm hole. Each time I pumped in I felt that same pressure surrounding every inch of my cock, its skin being forced back giving me just a little pain that was much more pleasure.

Each time I pushed through the entire length of Emily's vagina, she moaned and let out a gush of air. I suddenly remembered her story and was afraid that she was not enjoying this as much as I was. I asked if she was okay, and she said, "Oh, yes. Please keep going. It feels so GOOD!"

That satisfied me. I let my mind focus back on my penis, and those long strokes that felt so heavenly.

"Faster," Emily said. "Faster."

I sped up, my hips pushing hard into her pussy. Emily's hips were pushing back at me, and her legs wrapped around my back. Her ankles seemed to lock together, and were pulling me hard into her. I was pounding hard into her cunt, and still her hips were rising up to meet me as her legs pulled me in harder and harder. I was nearing my climax. Emily beat me, though, as she screamed into the air, her cunt walls squeezing and spasming around my cock. I had been trying to hang on, but it was no longer necessary. It wasn't really possible, either, as her cunt was so tight around my cock that I could hardly drive my way in. When I did get in she held me in deep. We did that several times as she came, and I felt my cum boiling away in my balls.

The last thing I remember is looking up at Emily's face as she was cumming, and seeing Laura's hand squeezing Emily's breast. That seemed to be the final straw, as I pushed into Emily one more time, this time holding it into her depths on my own since Emily was starting to relax. My cum exploded from my cock into her cunt. I pulled back and shoved it in again with another explosion. I did this several times, each time drawing a groan from me as well as her. 

Finally I was drained. I held inside of her, enjoying the feeling deep inside. My cock was shrinking, but it was long enough to remain inside. I thought I might be too heavy on top of her and started to roll off, but she stopped me. 

"No, don't move. I love the feel of you inside me," she said. Her voice was soft, sexy, sounding fully satisfied.

I pumped my hips to move inside her slightly. Oh, the feeling was still so soft and tight, enveloping my entire rod. It hadn't shrunk too much yet. Emily smiled when I did that, enjoying the feeling as well. Meanwhile, Laura was smiling dreamily, her hand softly rubbing Emily's breast and nipple. For a moment I felt my dick throb and thought it might get hard again, but it didn't. It finally was soft enough that I was able to withdraw it without feeling too sad. It had been a wonderful feeling.

I rolled over off Emily, and stared into her eyes, wondering how it was for her. Her eyes gazed into mine, twinkling in satisfaction. 

"Thank you. That was wonderful. It was so good. My whole body was shaking, tingling. My core exploded when I came. I couldn't imagine a feeling like that."

"Are you sure?" I asked again. 

"Amazing. You were good. You must have been, I was nearly driven insane. In a good way!." She looked up at Laura, still cradled in her lap. "And I was so glad you were here. I'm glad you could share in it a little. It felt right. And I loved the feel of you on my breast."

Laura jumped. Her hand had still been on Emily's breast, but when she heard that her hand went flying off. "I'm so sorry. I didn't even realize I was doing that."

"No, I did like it. Really. Didn't you?"

Laura looked down, shyly. "Well, yes, i liked it. I never touched a breast before. You know, someone else's. It was surprising. It turned me on."

Emily laughed, and pulled Laura's hand back to her breast. "Touching my breast turned you on? How about watching us fucking?"

"Yes, that too. Wow, you guys are HOT!"

"Well," said Emily, "it's your turn now. Or as soon as this powerful cock is ready."

"Oh, no. I don't want to do that. That was really hot, but I'm not ready to lose my virginity. Is that okay?" Laura asked.

Emily pulled herself up on the bed and hugged Laura. "Of course it's okay. It's certainly up to you. You decide whenever you're ready. Don't let anyone make that decision for you."

The girls hugged. I raised myself up and joined in the hug.

Emily said, "But when you're ready, I know a guy that can rock your world for you."

The girls giggled, I smiled, and we stayed there, naked, and all hugged together for several minutes before we reluctantly started to get dressed and go home. 



Explorations Ch. 05



Author's note: I welcome feedback for all the stories in this series, my first attempt. This chapter focuses on Jessica and Dan's mother, Amy. I decided to try writing it in first person from her point of view. Hope I was successful and as always thanks for reading.

My eyes fluttered open and I looked over at the clock on the nightstand; the digital clock read 11:30 PM. Lifting my head, I was still woozy from my nap. The covers were in a heap at the foot of the queen-sized bed and my leg was draped over the back of the young man's leg lying next to me still asleep. Sitting up, I could feel the dried cum on my neck, breasts, and belly. After he sprayed his hot cum all over me, he told me he wanted me to stay like I was, covered with his seed, like an animal marking his territory. Earlier, I had told him that I wanted him to take me and use my body for his own selfish needs. He did exactly as I had hoped.

I slowly stood, hoping not to wake him. He stirred momentarily and shifted on his side, his big cock resting against his leg. I stood there for a moment, marveling at the young man's toned body and the incredible stamina he had displayed in the late afternoon and early evening. I thought about waking him for another round; it had been a couple of hours after all. I finally decided however that I needed to get home.

Closing the bathroom door, I turned on the shower and, waiting for the water to get hot, looked into the mirror. What a mess! My long, dark hair was disheveled; my mascara had run from my eyes from tearing up while trying to deep throat his cock, and my body was covered in dried cum. In short, I was in desperate need of a shower.

Steam billowing from the bathtub, I stepped in and felt the hot blast of the water spray against my skin. My knees ached from taking it from behind and my thighs ached from bouncing up and down on his cock. The water soothed my muscles and felt good against my skin. It was only after I had rinsed off the soap and stood under the shower, the water hitting the back of my neck, that the familiar and overwhelming guilt hit me. What the fuck was I doing? Here I was, washing off the spoils of an illicit encounter with someone 17 years my junior in a hotel room. Unfuckingbelievable! The worst part was that I didn't just fuck some college kid; I fucked a college kid who resembled my son. I fucked a college kid and pretended he was my son!

How could I possibly face Dan and Jessica at Christmas? How could I talk to my daughter knowing that she had sent me a home movie of her and Dan fucking our neighbor and that I had done nothing? My silence had to have been taken by her as my consent. I should have driven up to her college and slapped her into next week; I should have made her live at home and commute to school; I should have done a lot of things. What I did do was watch her little movie at least twice a week since it arrived, fucking myself with my fingers or my dildo until I came. Each time I imagined it was my son's cock bringing me to orgasm and each time I was left with an enormous guilt. Days later, the cycle would begin again – yearning, lust, fulfillment, guilt – week after torturous week. I soon got tired of doing all the work myself, and one night a couple of weeks ago, after having seen my children at Thanksgiving, I decided I needed more. The four days they were home were complete torture. I went from complete and utter lust for not only my son, but amazingly for my daughter as well, to an overwhelming guilt that made me leave their presence at times, making up some excuse of having to run errands. That's what led to this.

Two weeks ago, the morning after another viewing of Jessica's movie, I went to my computer and did a search for sex personals. After sifting through several sites, I came across one that seemed to have a large database in the San Francisco area.

My fingers trembled as I registered for site access. I entered my credit card information and moved the cursor over the "Register Now" icon. My fingers hovered over the mouse, moist from nervousness and apprehension. I closed my eyes and clicked the button.

A few seconds later, a "User Profile" page loaded onto my computer screen. I crossed my arms over my breasts, crushing them as I looked over the page. "Well, here goes nothing."

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Ad Title: Thirty-Something Woman looking for Horny, Young Stud

Looking For: Man

Age: 18-22

Height: 5-11 to 6-3

Hair: Black

Body Type: Athletic

Ad Text: I'm a 30-something woman looking for sex with a young, college stud. Only good-looking young men with large cocks need apply. Must be willing to meet at a hotel. Discretion is important. I am tall, have long, dark hair, large breasts, and I'm in excellent shape. My pictures are posted. Please send nude pictures with your message. Hope to hear from you soon.

* * * *

The next night I sat at my computer, wondering if anyone took the bait. My heart raced and I felt my body flush as I logged onto my email. Ten new messages! I quickly clicked the inbox icon and waited impatiently for the page to load. When the page finished, I quickly scanned the email addresses – one was from my friend, Bridgette; one was from one of my colleagues at work; eight had the email address from the personals site.

I clicked the first one. The email stated I had a new message and it provided a link to the site inbox. Without hesitation I went to the site and logged in. I clicked on the first message and quickly scrolled down to the pictures the sender had provided. None of them showed his face, which was what I expected; the pictures I had posted didn't show my face either. The guy was lean, tanned, and looked to be in good shape. He wore a pair of black boxer briefs that seemed to have a nice bulge. I scrolled up to the message:

"Hi,

I'm 22 years old, single, and would love to meet you. Your pictures are beautiful. I hope to hear from you.

Kevin101"

I placed his ad in the maybe column and moved on to the next message. Again I scrolled down to the pictures and immediately shook my head. He was out of shape and not the right type to match my fantasy. I deleted the message and went to the next one. The next guy's photos made me lick my lips with anticipation. He was 6-2, had a lean, muscular body and he was kind enough to include a picture of his cock. It was thick and exactly what I was looking for. I read his message:

"Hey MILF131,

I saw your pictures and knew I had to have you. I want to be the one who brings your fantasy to life. I'll meet you anytime you want (provided I don't have class!). I'm 20 years old and in college. Send me a note.

Talk to you soon,

DaveR78"

After reading DaveR78's message, I sped through the other notes just to make sure. My hunch was right; Dave was exactly what I needed. Knowing that my fantasy may not be his cup of tea, I sent him a note, hoping he would be up for the game I so desperately wanted to play.

"DaveR78,

I'd love to meet up with you. I should warn you that I have a fantasy I want to play out. It may seem a little strange, but I promise that you will not be disappointed. Mommy wants to feel your hard cock inside her hot cunt. I want to be used and made to do nasty, taboo things to my son. If you want this, tell me when you're free and I'll get a hotel room in SF.

Don't keep me waiting long,

MILF131"

After sending my message, I went downstairs and had a late dinner while watching TV. The whole time I thought about this young man's dick and what he would do to me with it. It had been so long since I had sex, I was dying for a man to take charge of me and use me. I would do anything he wanted, so long as he called me mom.

The next morning before going to work, I logged onto the site and checked my messages. I had five new messages; one of them was from Dave.

"I'm free the next two Saturdays. Send me time and place. I can't wait to see you.

Your loving son"

Reading the last line of his message made me ache for his manhood; I actually felt a lump in my throat. My God, I thought, this is really going to happen. I wanted to pull down my panties and touch myself right then, but I had to make the 30-minute commute to work. Excited by the prospects of the coming week, I happily fought traffic going into the city.

The first thing I did when I got home was to send my "son" a message. I told him that we should meet the following Saturday at 4:00. I wrote that I would leave a message for him at the front desk, which would provide further instructions and the room number.

The next few days were absolute torture. I made myself refrain from masturbating; I wanted to be ready for him. That Friday after work, I went to my spa and got waxed, leaving a small strip of hair leading to my sex. After returning home I labored to pick out what I was going to wear. I went through my closet, brushing my fingers across the clothes that hung invitingly. Should I dress conservatively, like a prude mother should? Should I break out one of my sexy lingerie pieces that had gathered dust over the last couple of years? My eyes caught the red, babydoll halter dress I had bought last month but had yet to wear. I stripped off my business suit and slipped on the dress, turning to my full-length mirror. The halter-style provided support for my large breasts and the neckline scooped low, providing an inviting view. The dress' flared bottom caressed my upper thighs, giving any voyeur a great look at my long, toned legs. The feel of the fabric against my skin and the view in the mirror made feel young and lustful again. It was perfect.

It was mid-afternoon the next day when I took a shower in preparation for what I hoped would be a night I would never forget (and hopefully, not regret). As I lathered my body with soap, feeling the soft caress of my bath sponge on my supple skin, I imagined my son's hands gliding across my wet body. I reached down and touched myself; I was soaking wet and it wasn't from the water. I shook my head to knock myself back to reality. Not yet, I accosted myself, not yet.

At 2:45, I got in my car wearing the dress I had picked out and brought a small personal bag that had a change of clothes and toiletries. I then made the 35-minute trek up route 101 to San Francisco and the Marriot I had made reservations with a few days earlier. As I walked through the lobby I noticed a few people, both men and women, giving me the once over. I smiled to myself as I walked up to the counter, checked in, and left an envelope for Dan, the name I had told my coed to use for obvious reasons.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and adrenaline flowing through my veins as I walked into the empty elevator and pressed the button for the eighth floor. It was coming to the point where there was no turning back. If I had any reservations, now was the time. Dressed the way I was and starved for sex with this young stranger, I had no thoughts of backing out now. The walk from the elevator to the room seemed like it was a mile long. Finally, I slipped the key card into the door for room 852 and closed it behind me. I gave the room a walk through before placing my bag in the bathroom. It was 3:35. I looked into the bathroom mirror and had to smile seeing the image staring back at me. My breasts looked amazing in the dress. My long legs were tanned and freshly shaven. I glided my fingers from my knee, under my dress to the edge of the thong I was wearing. The feel of my smooth skin made me feel sexy and anxious for his hands to touch me. I paced the length of the room, waiting for my man to arrive. My only fear was that the night wouldn't live up to the fantasy. It wasn't long before I realized that it was silly of me to have such thoughts.

At 4:05 there was a knock at the door. The sound startled me and I jumped. As I slowly made my way to the door, I could feel the anticipation rise up in me and I took a deep breath, slowly exhaling before opening the door. The site of him at the door as it swung open made my pussy tingle.

"Hi, mom," he said with a boyish smile that made me want to jump him right there in the doorway.

"Hi, Dan. What are you doing here?" I hoped he could play along with this improvisation.

He hesitated only for a moment. "Oh, I was on my way back to campus but when I realized you were staying here for a conference I thought I'd come by and say hello."

I stepped aside, allowing him access to the room. "How thoughtful," I said, "why don't you come in." 

Dave, I mean Dan, walked across the threshold and into the middle of the room by the bed. "So," he said, "what are you all dressed up for?"

"I have a dinner with some clients tonight. Do you like my dress?" I did a slow turn so that he could take in his prize for the evening. I could see a lust in his eyes I hadn't seen in a man in a long time.

"You look incredible, mom. Then again," he started as he moved a step toward me, "you always look amazing."

I feigned embarrassment. "Oh, Dan. I'm getting too old for such compliments. But, that's very kind of you to say."

He took another step closer, standing just outside my personal space and said, "You have to know that you are incredibly beautiful, mom. All my friends tell me how hot you are. I have to keep telling them that they're not good enough to have someone as beautiful and sexy as you."

I could feel the heat of his gaze on me as he moved closer. The electricity and tension in the room was palpable. I wasn't sure what to say except what I would probably say if it really was my son standing before me. "Do you really think I'm beautiful and...sexy?"

His tall, toned body was inches from mine. I could feel his hot breath as he answered, "Do you want to know why I tell my friends they're not good enough for you?"

I couldn't answer. I knew what was coming, but I was frozen.

He continued, "It's because I want you all to myself, mom."

The speed and force of his next movement shocked and surprised me. He quickly took me in his arms and kissed me forcefully on the mouth. I brought up my arms to his broad shoulders and tried (halfheartedly) to push away from him.

"Dan, what are you doing? We can't. I'm your mother for Christ's sake!" I loved where he was taking this and I went along for the ride.

"C'mon, mom. I've seen the way you look at me when I'm in the pool. I know you watch me from your room when I come out of the shower. I know you dream about me fucking you. Are you going to deny it, even now when we're here alone in this hotel room?"

His hand quickly went under my dress and cupped my pussy, rubbing my clit furiously through my panties. I closed my eyes, trying to take it all in.

"You're soaking wet, mom. Are you going to deny it now?" He continued to rub my clit as I let out a soft moan.

"But...I...have a dinner...to get to." I said, my knees starting to buckle under the pressure of his fingers on my button.

"The only dinner you're going to have tonight," he said as he turned me around and pressed my body against his in a strong hold, "is my cum."

Still holding me against him, he used his free hand to unzip his jeans. "But first, I need to feel that pussy around my cock. If you're really good, I'll let you swallow my load."

He bent me over the desk that was against the wall and spread my legs, my ass pointing straight at his crotch. He lifted up my dress and pushed aside my thong. I strained to look behind me and saw him lubricate his cock with his spit. He leaned down so that his mouth was next to my right ear, "You're going to get what you've always wanted, mom - your son's cock buried deep in your hole."

The words he whispered into my ear made me shudder. The moment I'd been waiting for all week was here. I braced myself and held my breath. A moment later, his hands planted on my shoulders, I felt his large member penetrate my pussy.

"Dan, please...don't do this! Don't make your mother into a whore!" I wanted it so badly that it was hard to keep up the act. All I wanted was for him to take me just like I was, bent over a desk in a hotel room like the taboo slut that I so wanted to be for my son.

The next thing I felt almost made me come. The college stud slammed into me in one hard, fluid motion as I took his cock to the hilt. The girth of his manhood sent shivers through my body as I slammed my fist against the oak desk and cried out, "Oh fuck!" He groaned when his abdomen hit my round ass.

"Jesus mom, you are so tight. You've been saving yourself for me, haven't you?"

God, he was saying all the right things to make me wet. "No, Dan! No, I haven't! Please, stop now before this goes too far!" God, please fuck me like a slut!

He pulled out all the way and I could feel a sense of emptiness when his large cock left my body. He then spread my ass cheeks and licked me from my clit to my asshole in one long motion that made me tremble.

"Do you like that, mom? Do you like it when I lick you?" He was taunting me and I loved it. "Say yes and I'll fuck you; say no and I'll leave now and you'll never have another chance."

I couldn't take it anymore. "Yes. I love it. Give me that cock! Take me, use me, do whatever you want. Just give me what I've always fantasized about."

I felt the head of his manhood slip past my outer lips and I let out a moan. He slammed into me again and I let out a low groan from the bottom of my throat. Damn, his cock felt so good. He took a hold of the bottom of my dress, bunched it up in his hand, and used it for leverage as he began fucking me like a dog – hard and fast. Each thrust pushed my body against the hard desk; it hurt a little, but I loved the feeling of being wanted so badly that I didn't care.

"Fuck me, Dan! Mommy loves to get fucked hard!" I could feel my pussy stretch to accommodate his size and he could obviously feel it too as he picked up the pace, not caring about my needs at all. He was using me as if I were a fuck doll; an inanimate object made for one purpose.

It was only a few minutes later, how long it really was I could hardly say, when he said, "Oh fuck. I'm going to come! Get down, get down on your knees!" I could hear the strain in his voice and I quickly fell to the floor.

Without another word, he forced his huge cock into my mouth, stretching my lips wide open. He made me gag as he placed his hands on the back of my head and fucked my mouth. I hardly had time to think, as I struggled to keep pace with him. I'd never been fucked like this and it was an incredibly naughty feeling to have my mouth fucked like this. A few seconds later, I felt him swell in my mouth and the warmth of his cum splashing against the back of my throat. I gagged again as I struggled to swallow his load.

"Take it all! Swallow it," he said under his breath as he continued to force himself on me. I felt his orgasm subside but he kept his hands firmly planted at the back of my head. "Keep sucking my dick, mom. Make me hard again. Nice and easy." I gingerly caressed his softening cock with my lips as he flinched from time to time when I got to the sensitive head.

After several minutes, my mouth began to tire, but I continued the task at hand. Slowly, his magnificent dick began to grow in my mouth. When he was at full strength again, he pulled himself out.

"Take off that dress," he ordered as he made his way to the bed and lay on his back. "Get over here and sit on me." I complied without saying a word. No one had ever taken charge of me like this. In a strange way, it was liberating. I would have to explore this further in the future. As for now, I focused on what was in front of me. As I climbed on the bed and took in the site of his mast standing straight up from his hard body, my pussy ached for him to be inside me once more. I straddled him, pushed aside my thong, and slowly sat down on his manhood, feeling him reach places no man had reached before.




Explorations Ch. 05



"Damn, that's a big cock," I said.

I slowly rocked back and forth on him, taking his length into my body, feeling him slide deeper and deeper into my soaking wet hole. After a few strokes, he took one of my tits in his mouth and sucked hard, his tongue flashing quickly across my hard nipple. He slapped my ass, first one cheek, and then the other. He then got me to sit upright, my weight balanced on the balls of my feet, our hands clasped, as I pounded him with the full force my weight against his body. Each downward strike hit my clit and sent waves of pleasure through me.

My stud groaned with each stroke and I enjoyed the momentary illusion of control that the position provided. At that moment I think he could sense what I was feeling as he wrapped his arm around my waist and flipped me over so that he was on top. He never broke stride as he built a steady rhythm. I closed my eyes and took in the sensation of his head hitting the top of my pussy perfectly as I began to build toward an orgasm.

It was then that I felt his thumb begin to rub my clit while continuing to fuck me just right. "I want you to come all over my cock, mom." He picked up his pace slightly and moved his thumb with more urgency. I was so close. 

I clenched the bed sheets in my fists and yelled out. "I'm going to come, Dan. Don't stop!" Moments later it began – a crash of sensations that rocked my body and made my legs clamp around his waist. I screamed out, not caring who could hear me. I surrendered to my orgasm. I surrendered to this stranger who was pretending to be my son, fucking me like a bitch in heat. I needed it so badly and he was giving it to me.

"You're going to make me come!" he said as he quickly pulled out and spewed his seed all over my tits and belly. It was so intense that the feel of his hot cum on my skin almost triggered another orgasm.

He collapsed on the bed beside me. Both of us were panting and soaked in sweat and I was splattered with his cum. After a couple of minutes he said, "Why don't we get some room service before we continue?"

I was hungry and I knew we could use the break to gather our strength. "Excellent idea, Dan. Order me something while I freshen up." I started to get up when he grabbed my arm.

"You can clean up but don't get dressed. I want to see your beautiful body," he said.

I felt invigorated after washing up. This was much better than I had hoped for. The young man was obviously experienced for his age and he was using me exactly the way I needed him to. I went back to where he sat on the couch. As we waited for our food to arrive, he kissed me tenderly, passionately, telling me over and over how much he wanted me. I felt like I was outside my body, watching from above. This whole experience was surreal, and I wasn't ready for it to end.

Thirty minutes later there was a knock on the door. I was still in just my panties when my lover said, "You can go out on the balcony and wait until he's gone." Embarrassed and excited, I walked out on the terrace. I looked out to the hotel across the street and wondered it anyone could see me as a cool breeze blew across my naked skin and made me shiver. A few minutes later, "Dan" called me back in and we ate dinner, he dressed in his jeans and t-shirt and me in my thong.

After we ate it wasn't long before he stripped off his clothes and said, "Get on your hands and knees." I did as I was told and he got on the bed behind me. My "son" took hold of my thong and ripped it from my body in one motion that took my breath. The rough treatment startled me at first, but my feelings quickly moved to a heightened sense of need as I could feel the heat between my legs. God, he knew exactly what to do to me to get me off!

"You have such a great ass, mom. When was the last time a man took that beautiful ass of yours?"

I bit my lower lip and said, "It's been a long time, son. I don't know if I can take that you in the ass."

"You don't worry about that," he said, "I know what's best for my mom."

He got on his hands and knees behind me and began licking me up and down the length of my lips. The sensation of being licked in such a nasty and vulnerable position was exhilarating. He took a hold of my ass cheeks and spread them wide. He then buried his face in my cunt and jabbed his tongue into my pussy. My body shook with each thrust of his talented tongue. It was almost too much to bear, but I held on and rode out the amazing sensations emanating from my sensitive clit. Just when he had established a nice rhythm that would surely send me over the edge, he moved his tongue to my puckered hole and rimmed it. Although he alluded to anal play moments earlier, it surprised me and caused me to squirm and let out a series of short punctuated moans.

"You are such a whore," he hissed. "You want it in the ass so bad, don't you mom?"

He jabbed his tongue up my ass and thumbed my clit. I groaned, "Oh God, that feels so good. Keep doing that, please."

"Your ass feels so tight. I can't wait to gape that hole."

I was so close to coming. He seemed to hit every nerve ending I had between his eel-like tongue and his relentless thumb on my clit. My chest heaved as I struggled to take in air. I closed my eyes and actually thought I could see stars. I felt a tension take hold of my muscles as I opened my mouth, fighting it at first and then letting go and allowing it to overtake me. "Ahh...fuck!" I yelled as I exploded and fell on my side.

My stud grabbed me by the hips and lifted me up so that my ass was in the air. Not letting me recover, he took some lube from the nightstand that I had brought and poured onto my asshole. It was cool and made be shiver. I held my breath in anticipation. It had been sometime since I let anyone in my ass and I couldn't wait to try and take him. He eased his massive cock inside me. 

"Take it," he said. "Take it all."

He got up on his feet and stood over me, his cock surging deeper and deeper into my ass. I had never felt so full in my life. No dildo I owned match his girth and no man had ever taken me from behind like this. It was thrilling. "Do it, baby," I said. "Do it for mommy."

Before I knew it, I felt his skin against my ass, which meant his whole cock was up my butt hole. I couldn't believe I actually took the whole thing. He seemed to stay there forever, allowing me to open up to him. Just at the moment I couldn't take anymore, he slowly pulled out, keeping my cheeks apart to admire my gaping hole.

"So beautiful," he whispered.

I needed the emptiness filled. I couldn't stand not having him inside me. "Please," I said, "put it back in."

I soon felt him push back inside, using short, slow strokes until he was buried to the hilt again. He got back on his knees, grabbed my hips, and slowly began fucking me. I could feel my hole stretch with each stroke as he picked up the tempo. He slapped my ass and I yelled out encouragement. Each sting of his hand against my flesh nearly sent me spinning out of control.

"Fuck my ass, Dan. Use it to get yourself off!" I didn't even know what I was saying. All that mattered to me in that moment was that my son fuck me until I couldn't take any more.

He took a hand full of my long hair and pulled me up toward him, still pounding me with incredible force. He reached down and slipped first one, then two fingers in my pussy; the feeling of being double penetrated was too much. This time I barely had the opportunity to prepare for it, my orgasm swept over me so quickly. Before I knew it, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, my body shaking uncontrollably at the end of his cock. He took his fingers out once my orgasm subsided and quickly pulled out of my ass.

"Come here," he ordered, and got me to sit at the edge of the bed. He stood in front of me, lubricated my tits, and placed his cock in the valley between them. I quickly pressed them together as he grabbed the back of my neck and started fucking my big tits. His balls slapped against my skin with each violent thrust; his engorged head peeked out between my breasts with each stroke. I loved the way he was using me; it made feel both sexy and like a whore at the same time. I looked into his eyes and saw the concentration and lust on his face. He groaned, grabbed a fistful of my hair and came all over my neck and chest. Understandably it was his weakest orgasm, but it was still enough to leave me drenched in cum.

When he finally released me from his grip he smiled, "That was fucking amazing." He paused and then asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Amy," I replied.

"Dave," he said. "I'm glad I met you."



Explorations Ch. 06



The day after I finally lost my virginity, Laura and I talked about it. She wanted to know how I felt.

"Oh, man, I feel great. No wonder everybody talks about sex all the time. There's nothing like it."

One thing had puzzled me, so I asked. "Why didn't you want to do it? Was it me? Was it because there were three of us?"

Laura got a huge grin on her face. "God, I loved being there. Watching you two screwing, and being so close... that was so damn hot I couldn't believe it! I think I like watching. Maybe when I start having sex I'll do it with people watching. Seriously! Just being naked in front of you two is exciting, but that was unbelievable!"

"Then you didn't want to have sex with me," I stated.

""Oh, no, not at all," she corrected. "It wasn't you. I think it would be great to have sex with you." She looked at me with a sexy, flirty, smile. "And some day I hope I find out." Then her face became more serious. "I'm just not ready to do it yet. Understand?"

"Well, no," i answered honestly. "But it certainly is your decision. I won't pressure you. But let me tell you, if it's anything for girls like it was for me, you're missing out on a lot." 

I added, "How is it for girls? I mean, how is Emily?"

"Oh, Emily couldn't quit talking about it. She loved it. It sure erased the idea she had about sex from that shithead Brad."

"Really?" I liked the sound of that. It made me feel good about myself.

"Oh, yeah. Emily thinks I should definitely do it. She said you'd make me a new woman."

"Whenever you're ready," I grinned.

"Well, are you ready for more?" I looked puzzled, so she went on. "Emily wants to do some more. Maybe some experimenting."

"Experimenting?" I was shocked. Again. "I don't know what that means, but I think I'm definitely interested."

"You can find out in about an hour," she smiled. "Emily's coming over." 

**********

The first thing Emily did when she got there was to come up to me, give me a kiss, and a big hug. 

"Thank you," she said. "I loved yesterday. It felt sooo gooood!"

I agreed. "Yeah, it was great. But I should thank you." 

"It wasn't just the sex. That was great. But that experience with Brad was bad. I thought of it so often. And I was thinking maybe that was how sex really was, at least for me. Now I know it's not. And all that Brad stuff is, well, not gone, but it helps."

Without much more talking, we found ourselves slowly removing each other's clothes. We joked, giggled, and generally enjoyed ourselves doing it. There was no rush, no desperation, just a really enjoyable activity. Of course, we were getting excited, too. At least we could tell I was.

With our clothes off and our hands all over each other, we had gotten into Laura's room. Emily seemed to have things planned.

"Get on the bed," she told me. "On your back."

I did as she said, my erection sticking proudly up into the air.

She looked at Laura. "You straddle his head and let him eat you out."

We were both surprised, but certainly willing. Laura put her knees on either side of my head, her back to the headboard. Her pussy blocked my view of anything else. Well, what else would I want to look at with her pussy that close? I raised my hands up to her crotch, feeling along her slit. It was only the slightest bit damp, but when I found her hole with my finger I found more wetness.

Emily placed her hands on Laura's thighs. "Lower yourself down. Let him lick your snatch."

Laura did just that, and so did I. I licked along her slit as far as I could reach, then put my hands on her thighs to move her a little so that I could reach my tongue from one end to the other. Then I put my thumbs in her slit and pulled them apart, allowing my tongue to get deeper. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh." Laura liked that.

"Lick the whole way. Flatten your tongue as you lick," Emily was telling me. "Back to front. Side to side."

Laura was getting wet now, and moaning.

"Oh, yeah, make her moan," Emily said.

"Oh, yeah, make me moan," Laura said. "Ooooooooh."

Emily giggled. I felt like it, but my mouth was full of cunt. I found her hole and stuck my tongue in it as far as I could reach, making Laura moan again.

I opened my mouth as far as I could, taking as much of Laura's cunt into it as I could. I sucked as much as I was able. Laura moaned again, and then I let loose with a loud moan, causing Laura to squeal.

My moaning was caused by Emily. She had grabbed my penis with her hand, squeezing hard and pulling the skin down the shaft. A big surprise, a little pain, a wonderful feeling. She rotated my shaft around in a circle. A large, slow circle. I almost forgot what I was doing in Laura's pussy, but then I returned my concentration to it. She was soaking. 

The bed moved, and my penis was being rubbed on something wet. A cunt! My cock was being rubbed on a cunt! On Emily's cunt! She had straddled me and was rubbing my cock on her cunt. Then I felt her place it at her hole and into her pussy. She slowly impaled herself on my shaft, causing a terrific sensation in my groin. It caused Laura to react as well, because I raised up my head into her pussy, groaning and sucking harder.

Emily was slowly sliding herself on my pole, and I was working hard on Laura. Laura was getting close. She was thrashing around, back and forth, moaning and groaning. With her moving around, I thought I caught a glimpse of Emily's arms, stretched out in front of her. I could only imagine where they went. Yes, I could imagine it. She must be holding onto Laura's tits! Yes, I'll bet she was. They were facing each other, she must be. I felt my cock throb as this image went through my mind. But I didn't have much more time to think about it, as Laura started climaxing. 

"YES! OH! YES! MMMMMMMMM! YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! Laura mashed her cunt down on my face as she came. I was struggling for breath. My mouth was wide open, giving her pleasure, but I was really just gasping for air. She eased up on me as she calmed down. 

Emily had quit pumping on me when Laura started cumming. She lifted herself off and leaned forward, as the girls embraced. When Laura lifted herself off me, Emily told me to get up and she sat Laura down on the bed.

"Are you okay?" she asked Laura.

"Oh, yes," Laura answered dreamily.

"Want some more?"

Laura's eyes got as big as saucers, then she just smiled at Emily and nodded. 

Emily reached around and took my erection in her hand. My cock had relaxed a little, but just slightly. Emily soon had it at full strength. Keeping a firm grip on it, she bent over and aimed my cock at her pussy from behind. She slid it up her slit, finding her hole. I pushed in.

Emily was now on all fours. I was fucking her doggie style, and then came the biggest surprise of the day. Emily leaned in between Laura's legs and started licking her pussy. My God! She was licking her pussy! I started driving into her cunt with more force. My cock was sliding fairly easily. Her cunt walls were tight, but didn't resist all that much. She was very slippery, and I was driving hard. As I watched her licking Laura's pussy more, I pounded into Emily's cunt more. I was amazingly aroused, and in a surprisingly few minutes my cum came bursting out, splashing her pussy. I kept pounding, not able to slow down until all of my cum was gone. I pushed in deep and held it, watching Emily munching.

Laura had been going crazy. She hadn't had time to calm down from her first orgasm before Emily had started eating her out. Actually, she had had an orgasm while I was fucking Emily, and now she had her third one, exploding again on Emily's mouth.

I was playing with Emily's clit as I kept my cock in her pussy. My erection had not completely subsided with all of the stimulation. Emily was struggling with her stimulation as well, with my cock inside her, my fingers rubbing her clit hard, her mouth in Laura's cunt, and now I noticed that Laura's hands were clasped onto Emily's tits. She was pulling hard, very hard as her orgasm hit. Emily couldn't be expected to withstand this assault on so many erogenous centers at once, and finally she let go with a screaming, heart-stopping orgasm. She screamed into Laura's pussy, pulled away from her pussy and screamed, and fell off to the side, whimpering.

I was still on my knees with my dick half erect, bouncing in the air, watching Emily curled up in the fetal position and Laura leaning her head back against the headboard, her arms hanging limply to her sides and her legs spread wide, her cunt staring straight at me. Finally I relaxed and sat, staring at these two lovely, earth-shaking women.

"How did you come up with that?" i asked Emily, still trying to comprehend what we had just done.

"Oh," she replied in a halting voice, still a bit out of breath. " My sister."

"What? Your sister?" I was surprised. For some reason I asked, "How old is she?"

"21. We talk about sex a lot. She wants me to know about stuff."

"Stuff?" I repeated. "Yeah, I like stuff."



Explorations Ch. 06



Part 1

Yun Hee walked across campus to the dorm room that she shared with Jessica Tanner. The two of them could not be more different. Jessica was outgoing, tall, and classically beautiful. Yun, although pretty, was bookish, shy, and reserved; at least she was with every person she'd met except her roommate, Jessica.

In the span of three months, Jessica had turned Yun from a virgin who had never engaged in sex to (although still a virgin in the strict sense) a young woman who craved the intimacy she had discovered with her roommate. It was now the beginning of December and nearing the end of the semester. 

Jessica had guided Yun in exploring her sexuality, a part of her personality that had been non-existent. As she passed the campus center and climbed the steps to her dorm, she reflected on the whirlwind that had descended on her since arriving at the college. Had Jessica guided her or seduced her? Why, she asked herself as she opened the outside door to the dorm, was she drawn to this girl? Why had she allowed herself to be so easily taken (advantage of?) by her roommate?

Now sitting at her desk in the empty dorm room, she thought about what had allowed her to succumb to Jessica's will. She realized that what Jessica did was make her feel like a woman. When she was in high school she had felt a yearning, a need for exploration that was not an option at the time due to the guilt she would feel following these erotic thoughts and the conservative household she grew up in. She had suppressed this need, bottling it for some future date.

When Jessica told her she was pretty, it was the first time she felt someone was saying it because it was true. Her boyfriend senior year had told as much, but she always felt he had the ulterior motives that all teenage boys have. When Jessica had her try on clothes that she had picked out, she felt good about the way she looked for the first time; it conjured up those bottled-up yearnings that had lay dormant. When she witnessed Jessica masturbating one night, the cork on the bottle popped.

It was a short, slippery slope from there, as Yun's curiosity and suppressed feelings left her vulnerable to Jessica's advances. When Jessica helped her achieve her first orgasm, a flood of emotions overcame her psyche. What was a wonderful experience became a growing thirst; at first it was to experience the incredible sensations she had discovered, but it slowly became a desire, or was it a need to please Jessica. Yun pondered this last thought as she heard the familiar rattle in the doorknob signaling that Jessica was home. 

"Hey, what's going on?" Jessica asked.

Yun was still caught up in her thoughts and slowly turned to face her. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking. How was your day?"

"I'm glad it's Friday," Jessica said with a smile. "It's been a long week."

Yun concurred, but it wasn't because of school. It had been six days since the two of them had sex, and Yun was starved for Jessica's attention. She had gone so long without; now that she had been given a taste of what sex could be she craved it.

"Yes, it has," Yun replied. "Do you have any plans tonight?"

Jessica smiled. "As a matter of fact, one of my teammates told me about a party that's going on at the house she rents off campus. Do you want to come?"

Yun wished she could but she had never been comfortable in those situations; She always felt out of place. Even with her growing confidence thanks to Jessica, she felt she wasn't ready to be surrounded by strangers in a social situation. "I don't think so."

Jessica looked at her roommate and felt a mix of emotions. Her relationship with her was more complex than with her other college friends. She genuinely liked her. Yun was very intelligent, warm-hearted and caring, and had a wonderful sense of humor that had surfaced recently. Jessica felt a tenderness toward her that she had not felt with any other girl; she also was attracted to her naïveté and Yun's growing need to please her. Jessica loved being pleasured by someone submissive to her; the power she gained from guiding (or was it manipulating) her subjects made her feel erotic and powerful. Being able to make someone submit to her sexual whims brought her an indescribable pleasure and Yun, like her brother, gave her that pleasure.

"Are you sure? It should be a lot of fun." Jessica didn't want to press, but she wanted to make sure her roommate at least gave it a chance.

"Maybe another time," Yun compromised.

"Okay," Jessica said. "I'm going to go for a while." She walked over to where Yun sat at her desk, reaching out with her hand to caress her cheek. Yun felt her face flush at Jessica's touch. "But I probably won't head over there until nine or so."

Yun looked up at Jessica with a hopeful look; Jessica could see the desire in her eyes and moved her hand under Yun's chin to lift her head, guiding her to her mouth. She leaned down, resting her hands on the armrests of Yun's chair, as her lips parted. 

Yun felt Jessica's tongue and opened her mouth to accept it, savoring the taste. Her skin felt warm, and she could feel her heartbeat quicken as her body responded to Jessica's touch. Jessica's tongue traced down Yun's neck, settling on the nape, planting kisses on her soft skin.

Jessica felt a yearning that ran deep. It was a desire to pleasure Yun, to take care of her. But perhaps most of all, she wanted to own a piece of her. Jessica took her by the hand and brought her to the bed. She had Yun sit and straddled her, using her height to tower over the young girl. This part of Yun was Jessica's alone. She had brought it out of her and she was the one who wanted complete ownership of Yun's body and sexuality. Perhaps sometime in the future she would let her go, but not now. Yun was vulnerable and needed her protection and tutoring before allowing her to be with others, maybe her brother. She smiled to herself.

Jessica leaned in and brushed her lips over Yun's, her hot breath causing Yun to shiver. Yun reached for Jessica's mouth, needing to taste her. Jessica brought her fingers to Yun's lips and lightly brushed her fingertips over the soft lips. "What do you want?" Jessica asked.

Yun felt her inhibitions being stripped away, one layer at a time. She was starved for Jessica's attention. In the classroom, Yun was in complete control, a straight A-student. In the bedroom, she was a novice who needed and wanted to be taught, trained. "I want to please you."

Jessica lifted off her shirt and took off her bra. Guiding Yun's mouth to her breasts, Jessica loudly exhaled as she felt the warmth of Yun's tongue on her skin. The young girl gave in to her need and greedily took Jessica into her mouth; tasting a mix of her skin and the floral lotion she used each morning. Jessica pressed Yun to her body and, feeling a tingle between her legs, began gyrating her pelvis, rubbing her clit against the girl's delicate frame. Jessica's growing desire moved her to lightly push Yun down on the bed. She stood over Yun and removed her skirt and panties, all the while looking into her roommate's eyes with a lust that was undeniable to the young girl staring up at her. 

The site of Jessica removing her clothes while standing over her head made Yun feel both small and desired at the same time. The memory of the taste of Jessica's pussy was still fresh in her mind and came to the fore as Jessica lowered herself onto Yun's mouth. Jessica, facing the edge of the bed and Yun's legs, felt a rush of adrenaline as the tongue flashed against her sex. She loved the power this position afforded her, sitting on her submissive's face.

Yun felt helpless to resist Jessica's pussy; she struggled to breathe as she tongue-bathed her roommate. She used her fingers to spread the lips and expose Jessica's clit. Finding it, she flicked her tongue as fast as she could, desperate to please Jessica; hopeful she would return the favor.

"Oh...that's so good, baby," Jessica moaned. She leaned down; releasing the grip she had had on Yun's face, and quickly unbuttoned the shorts Yun was wearing.

Yun took in a gulp of air and yearned for Jessica to suffocate her again with her sex. She moaned with excitement when she felt Jessica working on her shorts and lifted her pelvis to help take them off. Grabbing a nearby pillow to support her head, Yun went back to the moist lips that hovered over her face. Jessica's musk was strong and it filled Yun's lungs with the lust that fueled her to continue ravishing her roommate with all of her strength. That was when she felt her panties being pushed aside and a warm, wet tongue slowly lick from the top of her labia down the length of her tortured lips.

"Jessica," she whispered in a raspy voice. 

Yun let out a groan and lifted her pelvis to meet Jessica's tongue, which was circling her clit in a steady rhythm. Lost in her own sensations, Yun felt Jessica lower herself onto Yun's mouth, breaking her out of her reverie. She took the moist lips into her mouth, caressing them.

"Yes," Jessica hissed, and began grinding into Yun's face as the girl struggled to keep pace with her tongue. Soon Jessica felt the familiar surge of sensations that began between her legs and spread through her body in a series of waves. Staying on Yun's sex, a loud moan escaped her lips as her body tensed with a series of contractions. She let out short, punctuated breaths as she rode through it before finally relaxing her muscles.

Invigorated, Jessica spread Yun's pussy and dipped two fingers into her slick hole, Yun responding by pushing up with her hips and moaning, filling the room with the sound of exquisite pleasure. Moments later, it was the young girl's turn as she grabbed onto Jessica's hips and rode her orgasm, thrashing from side to side and whimpering under the weight of Jessica's tongue. This is what she'd been waiting for all week as she exploded, "Oh God, Jess! Ahhhh!" Finally, with a soft exhale it was over, leaving the two young women fulfilled and spent.

* * * *

At 8:45, Jessica was dressed and waiting for her teammate to come by and pick her up. "How do I look?" she asked.

Yun's eyes had never left her roommate, her first lover, since she came back in the room from her shower. She watched as Jessica slipped on a pair of red panties and matching bra, distressed blue jeans, a red, short-sleeve v-neck that clung to her body and accentuated her large breasts, and a pair of red boots. "You look beautiful, Jessica," she said.

Jessica was about to say something when there was a knock at the door. Jennifer Stone walked through the threshold as Jessica opened the door. A sophomore and occasional starter on the frontline of the volleyball team, she had taken Jessica under her wing when the team first met at the beginning of the year. She was Jessica's sponsor, ensuring that she made a seamless transition to college athletics.

"You look great, Jess." She said hello to Yun and waited by the door.

Jessica walked over to Yun who was sitting on her bed. "I'll see you later tonight. If you're asleep, I'll try not to wake you."

Jessica knew exactly what she was doing when she leaned down, put her hand on the back of Yun's neck, and met her lips with a long, passionate kiss that left Yun speechless.

As Jennifer and Jessica walked out of the dorm, Jen looked over at her. "I had no idea you were into girls."

"I believe in equal opportunity." She smiled and glanced over at her teammate.

"You're full of surprises," Jennifer said in response. And so am I, she thought.

"So how many people live in your house?" Jessica asked.

"We have four girls in the house. Although, really it's six people living there most of the time. Two girls have their partners over a lot," Jen replied. 

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the house. Jessica expected to hear loud music and a lot of noise, which was what she always thought was standard for college parties. As they entered the foyer, Jessica could hear talking and soft music playing in the background. Off the small foyer was the kitchen, with older looking appliances and countertops typical of a college rental. There were a number of wine bottles opened on the counter and a couple of girls getting a glass of wine.

"Hey, people start showing up yet?" Jen asked.

The girl closest to them looked over as she finished pouring a glass of white wine. "Hey, Jen. Yeah, a few so far and a few more expected. So, this must be Jessica. Hi, I'm Claire and this is Hannah." Jessica shook their hands and said hello. 

Claire offered Jessica a drink. Jessica declined. "I don't drink; at least not yet," Jessica said with a smile.

"I'm going to bring her around to meet everyone else," Jen said as they left the kitchen and went into the dining room where there was an array of finger food. "Help yourself," Jen said. Jessica thanked her but decided to wait until she met everyone.

Over the next few minutes, Jessica was introduced to two more of Jen's housemates and a number of girls who were invited to the party. Jessica quickly noticed that there were only a handful of guys she had seen thus far.

Jen brought her to meet her last housemate, who was sitting on the living room sofa in between two other girls. "Jess, this is Diane."

The sheer beauty and overt eroticism of the young woman left Jessica speechless. She wore a pair of red, leather pants and a tight fitting black, lace top. Her shoulder-length hair was dark and wavy. The woman stood up to greet her. Jessica couldn't help staring at her body, which actually closely resembled her own in both stature and figure. 

"Nice to meet you," Jessica said, taking the young woman's warm hand. Diane held her hand a moment longer than was comfortable as Jessica felt her sizing her up. 

"Good to finally meet you, Jessica. Jen's told us so much about you. It's nice to finally put a face to the name. A beautiful face too," she said with a wicked smile that left Jessica a little self-conscious, something not easily done. Jessica was taken aback by the maturity the girl seemed to have; she didn't seem to belong in college at all. She wondered how old she was, although she guessed as a senior she was no more than 22. "Please," Diane said, "relax and enjoy yourself."

For the next hour or so, Jessica mingled with both Jennifer's housemates and guests. She discovered that all but one girl who had been invited was a freshman, and this other was a sophomore. Besides finding it a little curious, she didn't give it another thought the rest of the night.

"Hey," Jen came up from behind Jessica and tapped her on the shoulder, "we're moving the party downstairs."

Jessica followed the crowd down the flight of stairs that was behind a door adjacent to the living room. When she got to the bottom of the stairwell she was taken aback by the décor of the finished basement. Finished was right, Jessica thought. Jessica felt as if she must have stepped into a totally different house. Loud music was playing; a fast alternative beat that Jessica felt in her gut. The walls were black, highlighted by a rich red fabric that dressed the windows. Lining the walls were several white, modern-looking sofas that were already occupied. Along the back wall was a large, dark cabinet for storage, and in the corner was a black curtain that Jen said hid the washer and dryer. Next to each sitting area was a small table that had an assortment of wine.

"Where did you guys get the money for this?" Jessica asked her teammate.

"Oh, here and there," Jen replied. "Diane paid for most of it. She's got money to burn. She works part-time."

Doing what? Jessica took in the scene, which had a strangely erotic feel to it. There was a black, metal bin that had both beer and bottled water on ice; she grabbed a bottled water. The two girls took a seat on one of the sofas as the lights were dimmed, the room lit by industrial-looking light fixtures that were obviously installed with Diane's money. Soon a number of people, one couple after another, got up to dance in the middle of the open floor to the strong, medium-tempo beat of the music that was now playing.

Two of Jen's housemates were dancing with their boyfriends, while Diane danced with Claire, who was also stunning in appearance. Other people joined in, but Jessica's eyes remained on Diane and her partner. All the side conversations fell away from Jessica's ears; all of her senses focused on the strong rhythm of the music and the two beautiful women, locked in an embrace as they swayed to the music. Jessica watched; mesmerized as Diane's hands slid down the thin dress her partner was wearing and slipped underneath, lifting it as she caressed her bare ass. Jessica smiled; now this was a party.

Jen looked over at Jessica and followed her eyes to Diane. "Are you enjoying the party?" she asked. Jessica didn't answer. "Jessica." 

She heard her name and turned. "I'm sorry," Jessica said. "What?"

Jen smiled. "I said are you enjoying the party?"

"Are all your parties like this?" Jessica motioned with her eyes to the floor.

"Oh," Jen replied. "This is nothing compared to some of our parties later in the year." She placed a hand on Jessica's leg, causing Jessica to jump.

"Do you want to dance?" Jen asked.

Jessica was at a loss for words. She wasn't quite sure what Jen's game was. Was Jen attracted to her? Was she planning this all along? Jessica was eager to find out.

"Okay," she replied.

Jennifer stood up and held out her hand. Pausing for only a moment, Jessica took it and followed her to the middle of the floor. Diane watched them move across the room and smiled before turning her partner around so that her Claire's back was to her, giving her a clear view of Jennifer and her friend.

Jessica looked down at her teammate as they held hands and swayed their hips to the music. Although she was taller in stature, Jessica felt vulnerable for possibly the first time in her life. She was a little unnerved by the feeling of not knowing what was going to happen next, but decided to go with it. Jennifer slowly moved in on her, bringing her hand to Jessica's face as their bodies touched. Jessica felt the hot breath of Jen's mouth on her neck as the girl leaned in and lightly brushed her lips over her skin. She whispered in Jessica's ear, "I'm glad you came. I've been thinking about bringing you here ever since I met you."

Jessica didn't know what to say in response to this revelation. What was going on? Was she being seduced? This was uncharted territory for her. Despite the uneasiness she felt due to the number of people in the room, she pushed her apprehension to the back of her consciousness and put her hand on the small of Jennifer's back, bringing the girl closer to her body. 

Jessica felt eyes on her as she asked, "What is it that you people do here?"

Jen nibbled on Jessica's ear, catching her off-guard and sending shivers down her back. "You'll see in due time, if you want to that is," Jen replied and stepped back. She was pleased with the result of the feeler she put out, but her job was to get Jessica here, not seal the deal; that was for her older sisters to do. She led Jessica back to the sofa and took a sip from her glass as they sat close together, watching the others.

After the party, when everyone had gone home, Jennifer sat on the sofa in the basement next to Diane, sipping a glass of wine. They were alone save for a girl wearing only a black thong and a leather collar; her perky breasts bouncing as she walked. The lithe girl walked over to Diane and took the wine glass that was held out for her. "You can finish cleaning up tomorrow, my pet," Diane said. "Go upstairs and get ready for bed. You may wait in the living room and we'll let you come back down to sleep when Jennifer and I are finished here."

The girl bowed slightly. "Yes, Mistress."




Explorations Ch. 06



Diane's eyes took in the girl's small, round ass as she moved up the stairs. She enjoyed the process of training a novice, and thought this particular one who had joined them near the beginning of the semester had progressed very well. 

"She's ready, don't you think?" Jennifer asked as she followed Diane's eyes.

"Yes," she replied. "We'll proceed with her initiation tomorrow night."

"What did you want to talk about?" Jen asked.

Diane turned toward Jen, swinging her leg under her body. "I'm intrigued by Jessica," she said. "It seems that you are as well."

"Do you think she will be open to joining our sisterhood?" Jen asked, as she respected Diane's ability to read people.

Diane thought for a moment. "I think she will want to submit eventually. But she seems to be a strong, confident woman; she may not be ready to submit to someone else right now. We'll find out after holiday break. We should get to bed; we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

* * * *

Jessica lay in her bed that night overwhelmed and confused. Each time she closed her eyes, she saw the watchful eyes of Diane and felt the lips of her friend on her neck. Nothing more had happened that night, but it was enough to keep Jessica in a constant state of arousal the rest of the evening. Even now, an hour after returning to her room, she couldn't get what had happened out of her mind.

She needed release from the bonds she had been placed in by Jennifer and her older roommate. She looked over at Yun who was sound asleep. She could see her body steadily rise and fall with each breath. Jessica pulled off her covers and stripped off her panties as she walked over to Yun's side of the room. She lifted the covers and climbed in, spooning the small body. She brushed aside Yun's long hair and kissed her on the back of the neck.

Slowly, Yun awoke to the soft embrace of Jessica's lips. Jessica had never woken her up like this and she was immediately ready to give Jessica what she needed. Without a word, she turned her head to meet her roommate's mouth. Jessica felt different to her, almost needy as Jessica urgently enveloped her in her arms and passionately searched for Yun's tongue with her own. "Please, Yun. I need you to make me come so badly." Yun felt her heart rise into her throat. Jessica had never said anything like that to her before and she wanted to make her happy more than anything. Her roommate had given her so much; she hoped she was able to do the same for her tonight. Jessica lay on her back as Yun pushed the covers away from their bodies. She planted kisses on Jessica's skin as she made her way to her naked sex.

Jessica felt overwhelmed with need; at that moment, she wanted Yun to make love to her more than anything. When Yun's tongue reached her outer lips and lightly brushed her pussy, Jessica felt a surge of emotion run through her body as lifted her hips to meet Yun's mouth. "God, yes," Jessica whispered. "I love your little mouth on my pussy."

Yun reveled in Jessica's passion for her and lowered her mouth to meet Jessica's wetness. Jessica let out a soft moan and exhaled loudly as her wanton need was fulfilled.

Part 2

The next night, Diane stepped out of the shower and looked over at the clock on her nightstand; it was 7:00. The ritual was scheduled to begin at 8:00. She applied her makeup, which included her favorite "fuck me" red lipstick. She went over to the bed where her attire for the evening was laid out; she was going all black for the ritual. One by one she put on her thong, stockings, leather corset that left her large breasts exposed, and black stilettos. Once she was finished, Diane stepped back and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled, thinking how hot she felt when she wore her fetish clothing. The feel of leather against her skin always set her mood and turned her on; she was ready to make her subject submit to her will.

Diane was pleased with the evolution of the sisterhood. It began as an idea she had the spring of her freshman year. She wanted to have a way of finding like-minded individuals when it came to sex. Diane was already into dominance and submission in her personal life; from the time she became sexually active, she enjoyed power play. Her first sexual experience was with another girl when she was in high school. She had seduced a friend of hers and had immediately taken a dominant posture, playfully making the girl pleasure her. It wasn't until the summer before her freshman year in college that she had sex with a man – and it was a man. Her neighbor's father had come over to borrow their lawnmower. Diane was sunbathing on the pool deck when Mr. Nelson walked around back to see if anyone was home. Since the yard was fenced in and no one was home, Diane lay on the deck topless. When she heard the 45 year-old neighbor yell hello, Diane's first reaction was to sit up in the lounge chair and face him. Only after she saw the look in his eyes did it dawn on her that she was giving him his own private peep show. She saw his reaction go from surprise to lust in a nanosecond. Once Diane saw that, she didn't bother covering up. Fifteen minutes later, as promised, Mr. Nelson returned with protection and proceeded to school Diane on what a man who knew what he was doing could do to her. For the first time, she felt helpless to resist, and allowed him to completely take her all afternoon. It happened only once, but it taught Diane how good it felt to not only dominate a lover, but to be topped herself. During her freshman year, she wondered how many others there were that felt the same way she did regarding power play during sex. Near the end of the semester, she met Claire through a mutual friend. They hit it off immediately and Diane decided to make a pass at her; she was not turned away.

As they were both from the San Francisco area, they met up often during the summer and began exploring D/s, both young women taking turns "topping" the other. It was Diane who suggested they try to find others who were into the same things they were. That summer, they came up with the idea of forming a pseudo-sorority, a sisterhood, whose purpose was to explore sexuality and in particular, the role of dominance and submission in sex.

That fall, they were able to room together in a small suite on campus. It was there they held their first "recon" party as they came to call it. They then picked out promising freshman and sophomores and invited them to another party to get to know them and see how open they were sexually. That first semester had yielded one candidate, Hannah, who would eventually go through a series of trials and milestones that they had devised. Over the next couple of years, they initiated several more "novices" until they reached their present number of six.

Since Diane was the senior member, and due to the nature of the sisterhood, she started to be called Mistress by the pledges or novices. Diane quickly dove into the role, which inspired her junior year when they had began renting their current house, to begin taking clients as a dominatrix. She was completely over her head at first, but she did a lot of research and soon had a handful of regulars from the surrounding area that saw her to get their kink and pay handsomely for it.

Upstairs, the novice they were initiating that night, Tabitha, was waiting with her sponsor, Stephanie. "Remember everything you have been taught and this will be a pleasurable experience," Stephanie said. "If anything doesn't feel right and is going too far, what are you to do?"

"Say the safe word "red," the girl answered softly.

"Very well," Stephanie replied. "Take off your clothes."

Ten minutes later, blindfolded and bound by leather cuffs, Tabitha was taken by the hand and led out of the room. She soon heard her sponsor whisper, "Stairs." One careful step at a time she was brought down to the basement. Her senses heightened, she picked up the scent of burning wax. Once they reached the bottom, Tabitha counted the steps she took to occupy her thoughts. She often did that whenever she was nervous. On the eighth step, she was brought to a stop.

There was silence. She could feel herself trembling. She struggled to control her breathing, hearing each inhale and exhale and counted to herself as she breathed. Breathe in – one, two, three; breathe out – one, two, three, four. She stood for what seemed several minutes, but was probably mere seconds before she heard a voice she recognized immediately as Mistress Diane's.

"Who sponsors this novice?" she asked in a loud voice.

"I do, Mistress," came Stephanie's voice from directly behind Tabitha. The voice startled her and almost made her jump.

"Is she prepared for the trials?" Mistress asked.

"She is, Mistress," came the response. Tabitha hoped it was true.

"Novice," came Diane's voice addressing her, "kneel before your Mistress."

Tabitha carefully kneeled and a moment later, her blindfold was removed, allowing her to take in the site before her. Once her eyes adjusted, she saw Mistress Diane standing in front of her. She looked both amazing and terrifying at the same time in her dominatrix outfit. Tabitha could feel her senses tingle with anticipation. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see candles lining the floor around her, and past that a number of white-clad forms that must have been the other sisters.

Tabitha's eyes focused on the alluring figure in front of her as she spoke. "Are you prepared to submit to this sisterhood?" 

"Yes, Mistress," Tabitha replied. 

"Do you take this obligation freely?" she was asked.

"Yes, Mistress," she said. 

"Very well. Stand." Mistress Diane motioned with a wave of her hand.

Tabitha was anxious to get started; she quickly stood, hopeful that along with the obvious discomfort that was coming, there would be the pleasure she always gained from being dominated. Even before she became sexually active, she loved the feeling of relinquishing control of her pleasure and happiness to others. She knew who she was and that gave her both contentment and strength – she was a submissive.

Diane loved all aspects of the ritual, but her favorite part was breaking down or "cleansing" the novice. She went to the wall and turned a crank that lowered a hook she had installed. When the hook was in place above the novice's head, Diane slipped Tabitha's cuffed wrists over the metal and turned the crank until Tabitha's arms were stretched over her head and she was suspended from the ceiling, the balls of her feet precariously balanced on the floor.

Tabitha enjoyed this position, which had been used on her multiple times throughout her training as a novice. This was the first time, however, that the Mistress would have a one-on-one session with her, and she was excited to see and feel how the head of the sisterhood would dominate her. As she hung vicariously, the balls of her feet felt the cold, hard floor that sent a shiver up her spine. She was ready to submit to the punishment the Mistress was about to give her; it always made her wet when she was dominated by a lover. Tabitha's eyes opened wide when she saw the Mistress walk to her side holding a large, leather flogger.

"We'll soon find out whether you're worthy to become a member of our sisterhood," Diane said as she passed in front of the novice.

Tabitha followed the leather-clad form with her eyes, taking in the size of the flogger. She could feel her heart rate increase as Diane left her field of vision and walked behind her. It was coming, Tabitha thought. She braced herself for the inevitable. Whack. The heavy strike of the leather against her ass induced a loud sigh from the girl. She didn't flinch. In response, Tabitha arched her back, giving her Mistress a better target. Another strike from the flogger against her skin made her jump. "Oh," she exhaled.

Diane wielded the leather with expert precision as she whirled it in a steady circular motion, hitting Tabitha's bare skin in one-second intervals. A constant, soft whimper escaped Tabitha's lips. After several hard strikes, Tabitha skin began to sting; it was approaching the point where it went from pleasure to pain. She scrunched the balls of her feet in response to her stinging flesh.

"Is it too much for you?" Diane asked, still striking her novice.

"Y-No, Mistress," Tabitha gasped. She almost gave in but garnered the strength to answer with the proper response.

"I think your ass is getting sore. Perhaps I should focus elsewhere," Mistress said as she moved her target to the small of Tabitha's back.

With little to pad the blows to her back, Tabitha immediately whimpered against the relentless leather. She clenched her jaw, bearing her Mistress' punishment. Despite the pain, she could feel the wetness between her legs. God, she loved getting whipped.

Diane moved in front of Tabitha and began her punishment again, this time on the young girl's breasts. Each hit elicited a sharp inhale from Tabitha. The flogger struck one then the other, as Mistress Diane alternated between the two. 

"You like this, don't you?" Diane asked. "Your nipples are getting hard."

"Yes, Mistress," she gasped in between short breaths.

Mercifully, Mistress stopped. Tabitha let out a sigh as she gathered her strength for whatever was to come next. Her Mistress nodded at someone and one of the sisters, clad in a white robe, kneeled by Tabitha's feet and attached a metal leg spreader with leather cuffs to her ankles. The hook was lowered a few inches to accommodate the new position. Tabitha thought she was in a vulnerable position before; now her legs were spread wide as she struggled to stay on the balls of her feet, her arms still suspended above her head.

Diane replaced the large flogger with a smaller one and continued her assault on the novice's breasts. Tabitha moaned with each hit to her perky tits, her nipples staying erect from the attention. Just when she thought she couldn't take another strike, Mistress stopped and brought her mouth to Tabitha's right nipple, taking it between her teeth and lightly pulling on it, eliciting a series of groans from Tabitha's mouth. Tabitha could feel her Mistress' hot breath on her skin and she trembled in response to her loving touch. Mistress Diane repeated the process with her other nipple; Tabitha loved the attention and moaned as her Mistress tortured her breasts.

We'll see if you still like it in a minute, Diane thought as she nodded to one of the sisters. As the nipple clamps were handed to her, she said, "Your breasts are very sensitive."

"Yes, Mistress," Tabitha replied as her eyes watched in delight and horror as the clamps were applied to first one then the other nipple. Fuck, that hurts!

"Don't focus on the pain," Stephanie had said to her many times. "Focus on what the pain is doing to your body. Does it excite you or does it make you want to stop." Stephanie's words ran through her mind and soothed her, allowing her to revel in the sensations she was having.

"Are you wet for me, novice?" Diane asked, smiling wickedly.

Tabitha wasn't sure if she should reply with the obvious answer.

Diane leaned in so that her lips were inches from her subject's. She could taste the young girl's sweet breath that was filled with eroticism and apprehension. She reached down and, spreading the girl's pussy lips, inserted her middle finger into the soaking wet hole.

"Oh," Tabitha sighed as she felt her Mistress penetrate her body. She was amazed at how wet she was.

"You are a wet little bitch, aren't you?" Diane slipped her finger out of Tabitha's pussy and brought it to the girl's mouth. "Suck," she ordered.

Tabitha loved how naughty it was to taste her own juices and eagerly took the finger into her mouth, circling it with her tongue and stroking it between her lips as if it were a cock.

"Good girl," Diane said as she stepped back and wielded the flogger, first hitting Tabitha's inner thighs, and then, as she looked into the girl's eyes, swung it in an upward motion, striking her pussy again and again.

Tabitha could see it happening as if in slow motion. No one had ever struck her pussy before. The first strike made her yell out as she jumped in her restraints. It's too much, she thought to herself. With the second hit, her mind became conflicted. All of her instincts made her flinch and cringe against the strikes; but she could feel her body flush as the attack on her cunt continued. If it was possible, she could feel her clit tingle with excitement. God, this woman knew how to push my buttons!

Diane loved watching her plaything squirm with each strike of the leather. The novice's body was showing signs of pain; her eyes were telling a different story. It was the eyes that Diane focused on to ensure she did not go too far. She could see the lust and pleasure in the girl's eyes.

Mistress Diane stood directly in front of her. Tabitha wanted to reach out with her lips and kiss her so badly. She handed the flogger to one of the sisters and reached around Tabitha, cupping her ass and spreading her cheeks.

"Do the clamps hurt?" Mistress asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Tabitha grunted.

As soon as Tabitha responded, Diane slapped Tabitha's right ass cheek hard with her bare hand. Tabitha almost smiled. Her left cheek was hit hard, then her right. Again and again she took Mistress Diane's punishment.

"Does it still hurt?" Mistress asked.

Tabitha was in complete lust of this woman. She couldn't wait to service her Mistress properly. No one had ever dominated her like this, and she couldn't have been happier.

"No, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."

Diane motioned to one of the sisters to remove the leg restraints, which was promptly done. Relief set in as Tabitha was able to gain a better foothold. Tabitha's back and calves ached from struggling to keep her balance. She could feel her fingers falling asleep from being above her head so long. That's when Mistress lowered the hook. Thank God.

"Thank you, Mistress," she said sheepishly as the blood rushed back into her fingers, producing a prickly sensation.

"Did you think we're done, novice? Kneel," she ordered.

A square table was brought into the circle by two of the sisters. It had a leather cushion and six snap hooks, the purpose of which was obvious to Tabitha. Mistress Diane removed the nipple clamps as Tabitha sighed with relief.

"Climb up, novice, and get on your hands and knees," Diane ordered.

Tabitha couldn't wait to see what her Mistress was going to do to her now. She quickly got on the table. The leather was just thick enough to make it preferable to the wood underneath, but was hardly a cushion. Tabitha sighed as she felt her knees press into the hard surface. As Diane watched, one sister tied Tabitha's wrists as another fastened her ankles to the table. Two final lengths of rope were wrapped around her legs just above her knees and fastened to the apparatus. The position left Tabitha's back arched and her round ass raised above the table, inviting her Mistress to do as she saw fit.

Tabitha could feel her Mistress' hand caress her perspiring flesh, her fingers trailing down her spine agonizingly slow, sending a shiver through her body. Mistress Diane was behind her, as she felt two hands on her ass, pulling her cheeks apart and exposing her sex.

"Such beautiful, inviting holes," Mistress said as Tabitha felt the sting of a slap on her skin. "I'm going to enjoy taking them."

Tabitha's juices flowed and her breathing quickened as she heard Mistress speak. She hoped she would take both her holes. More than anything, perhaps what she enjoyed most was the sensation of having her ass stretched by a cock. It made her feel vulnerable and like a whore - two feelings that kept drawing her to dominant lovers.

After a couple of minutes, Mistress Diane came into view. "It's time to consummate your relationship with the sisterhood. Are you ready," she asked.




Explorations Ch. 06



Tabitha looked up at her Mistress, her eyes taking in the beauty of the head of the sisterhood. She had waited for months for this moment. She had endured the rigorous training and the whipping of Mistress Diane for this moment. "Yes, Mistress," she replied.

Mistress Diane nodded. A few seconds later, Tabitha felt a slippery, cool liquid being poured just above her sex. It trailed down her puckered hole and over her wet pussy. She sighed when she felt someone's fingers on her ass, rubbing in the lubricant, preparing her for the consummation. Please, please fuck me! The next sensation she felt was something at the entrance of her tight, forbidden hole. Tabitha held her breath as she felt the smooth object being rubbed up and down her hole. Put it in. Put it in! A moment passed and the object punctured her body in one, fluid motion. Tabitha exhaled and focused on the sensation of the large, bulbous object filling her ass. She felt the flat end reach her skin as she realized it was a butt plug.

Diane walked around in back of her novice, taking in the site of the young girl, her slick body restrained against the tight ropes; her pussy wet with juices and lubricant, the lips slightly parted, the clit protruding from its hood; the novice's round ass filled with the rubber plug. As a second, identical table was brought into the circle directly in front of Tabitha, Diane took the large flogger from Hannah. Claire walked to the middle of the circle, standing inches from Tabitha's head. She dropped her robe to the ground and stood beside the table naked. Tabitha's eyes widened with this development. Claire was strikingly beautiful, her soft skin glowing in the candlelight.

She heard Mistress Diane's voice from behind her. "You must now prove yourself, novice. You have withstood my punishment thus far; you must now service us."

"Yes, Mistress," Tabitha replied. She had never tasted any of the sisters and she couldn't wait to service Claire, the co-founder of the sisterhood.

Claire climbed up on the table in front of her and lay on her back, her sex inches from Tabitha's face. "Lick my pussy, novice," Claire ordered.

Claire's musky scent filled Tabitha's nostrils, making her heart pound in her chest. Without delay, she took the puffy lips into her mouth and sucked them in, savoring it, methodically making love to the sister's pussy. As she continued, Tabitha ran her tongue along the length of the entrance, tasting the tangy juices for the first time.

"Lick my clit, novice," Claire said, lifting her pelvis to give Tabitha better access.

Tabitha darted her tongue into Claire's pussy several times, causing the young woman to push back on Tabitha in a steady rhythm. She then flicked her tongue across the exposed clit as quickly as she could, desperate to please her. She was lost in the moment, completely taken by the feeling of being used when she felt the first strike of the flogger on her ass. It startled her and caused her to groan out loud, momentarily stopping what she was doing.

Claire reached up, grabbed a handful of Tabitha's hair, and forced her face against her wet sex. "Keep going, slut. Lick my fucking clit!"

God, this couldn't be any hotter! Tabitha dove in and flashed her tongue over Claire's clit, breathing heavily, and feeling the strike of the leather again and again. Several minutes passed as Tabitha began to tire. The whipping had stopped for now, but she struggled to keep up the torrid pace she had set.

"I'm almost there," Claire said in a strained voice. "Make me come, bitch."

Tabitha pushed aside her fatigue and renewed her efforts, moaning loudly as she licked away at the engorged clit. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw Claire grab onto the sides of the table. She's almost there. Tabitha picked up the pace as much as she could, hoping to bring the sister to orgasm. A moment later, Claire yelled out. "Yes! Yes!" Her body shook at the end of Tabitha's tongue as she came, finally falling limp on the table. Tabitha dropped her head on the slick leather, relieved for the moment.

"Nicely done, novice," Mistress Diane said.

A couple of minutes passed as the second table was taken from the circle. Tabitha was exhausted and sore. What else is there for me to prove, she wondered. Her answer walked into her field of vision. There Mistress Diane stood, still in her black corset, her breasts large and inviting. But, Tabitha saw what her Mistress was planning as she caught site of the large, black strap-on. Mistress Diane was stroking it in her hand and smiling.

"Once I take you, you will belong to me and this sisterhood. Are you prepared for the that commitment?"

Tabitha stared at the large dildo and then into the fiery eyes of her Mistress. "Yes, Mistress. I am yours."

Diane moved behind Tabitha's bound body and climbed up on the table, towering over the submissive form. She lowered to her knees and rubbed the head of the dildo up and down the slick entrance, eliciting a soft moan from the novice. Once the strap-on was wet with lubricant, she pushed it through the wet folds of the girl's pussy, not stopping until she had entered her to the hilt. Diane stayed there for a moment, taking in the site of the arched back and round ass of her novice, the butt plug still planted deep in the puckered hole. The large cock gave her an added power over her submissive; she savored the feeling that came with the phallic form between her legs.

Tabitha felt the large cock penetrate her body and groaned from the feeling of being completely full – Mistress Diane's cock in her aching pussy and the plug deep in her butt. She tried to relax her muscles to accommodate the size of the two protuberances. As she felt the strap-on move until just the head was inside, she braced herself. A second later, she felt Mistress Diane take hold of her hips. Please fuck me!

Diane grabbed the girl's hips for leverage and pushed into her cunt, first slowly, then with more urgency, until she was thrusting her cock into the girl's body with reckless abandon. With each hard-hitting stroke, Diane took more and more ownership of Tabitha's body. You belong to us; to me. 

With each thrust, Tabitha felt her clit buzz with pleasure. Mistress was now rubbing her clit with her fingers as she fucked her hole. She was groaning loudly now, pleading with Diane to take her, begging her to let her come.

"Don't come until I tell you," Mistress said as she continued her onslaught. Diane, while maintaining her pace, removed the butt plug, leaving a gaping hole in its wake. Still rubbing Tabitha's clit, Diane deftly slipped out of her pussy, squatted over Tabitha, and entered her ass as the girl yelled out. She slammed into her while grabbing a handful of the girl's hair.

When Tabitha felt her hair being pulled, her head held up, her ass being banged from behind, and her clit being rubbed in a fast circular motion, she knew she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Again she begged for permission to come. Finally, Mistress said, "Come for me, slut."

Seconds later, Tabitha screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt the convulsions of her orgasm blitz through her body. Diane stayed on her clit for as long as she could until Tabitha's spasms made it impossible. She grabbed onto the novice's shoulders and fucked her with all of her strength until the girl's orgasm had subsided.

Ten minutes later, Tabitha was kneeling before Mistress Diane and Sister Claire. She was naked, soaked with perspiration, and her body was covered with marks from her beating. Most of all, she was happy and proud. She had made it through all the training; she had withstood the trials and she was now on the verge of becoming a sister.

"Rise, novice," Mistress said.

Mistress Diane removed the leather collar that Tabitha had worn at all times while in the house. It had been a symbol of her subservient position; with its removal, she was now an equal. Stephanie, her sponsor, carried a white robe in her hands. She walked in back of Tabitha and helped her put it on. 

"You have fulfilled your obligation as a novice," Mistress began. "You are now a full member of this sisterhood. Congratulations, Tabitha."

It took Tabitha only a moment to realize it was the first time since her training began that Mistress had called her by her name. Diane came forward and kissed her. Their lips parted, as Tabitha tasted Diane's sweet tongue on hers for the first time.

That night, Tabitha lay in bed beside Stephanie; their bodies close in an embrace; their legs intertwined and their lips locked. It was the custom of the sisterhood that the new sister and her sponsor bed together that first night. Completely spent, her body aching, Tabitha kissed her way down Stephanie's body to her bald pussy. As she tasted Stephanie on her tongue, she closed her eyes and reflected back on their chance meeting last semester that had led to this moment. She smiled, sucked Stephanie's clit between her lips, and heard a moan escape from Stephanie's mouth. As tired as she was, the last thing on Tabitha's mind was sleep.



Explorations Ch. 07



We were driving home from somewhere, one of my best buddies driving. Laura was in the front seat with Johnny. I was in the back, between Emily and her friend, Brianne, Somehow Emily and Laura had come back to the car with Brianne, offering her a ride home. I didn't mind at all when I ended up in the middle. Emily, of course, was a very cute, petite girl with a great body. Round, firm breasts a little bigger than a handful. I knew it quite well. Laura had a similar build. I knew it quite well, too. Brianne was a little taller than they were, and her breasts were much larger. They stood out from her chest, hanging down in front, showing a lot of cleavage when she wore the right thing. No, I didn't mind being squeezed in beside her.

The conversation included a lot of sex talk, of course, and much of it was pretty personal. Brianne was finding out more about me than I really was comfortable with. And when Emily held my hand to her breast, I figured there were not going to be many secrets. I must say Brianne seemed to be fine with it all. 

"He has very nice hands," Emily said to Brianne. "You should try it."

Brianne smiled but didn't say anything. I looked at her face but couldn't tell what she was thinking. Probably getting ready to slap me if I moved a hand toward her.

"Go on," Emily said to me. When I didn't reply she took my hand and pushed it into Brianne's breast. I expected that slap, or a scream, but she just sat there. When Emily moved her hand, mine nearly slid off the breast, but Brianne moved her hand and held it there. Oh, this was getting interesting.

Little did I know. Emily's hand drifted to my crotch. The girls looked at each other and smiled. I squeezed Brianne's breast, and she shifted in her seat, facing a little more towards me. 

"Feel good?" Emily asked Brianne.

"Oh, yeah," she answered.

"Feels good!" Emily said, smiling and looking at my crotch. "Real good."

When she started to pull my zipper down, I whispered, "Emily!"

She looked up innocently and kept going. Then she reached in, fishing around for my penis. It was pretty hard by now, and difficult to pull out. Brianne reached down and pulled the side of my pants open to make it easier. It worked. Emily pulled it out, with some difficulty. Brianne gasped when she saw it, and both girls laughed. 

Laura turned around and said, "Oh, my God! What are you doing?"

"Well," Emily said, "I think you can tell for yourself."

Johnny nearly drove off the road when he had to turn enough to see what was happening. 

"Want to help?" Brianne asked Laura, jokingly.

"I've already done it," she answered, which made Brianne gasp again, then smile and laugh.

"It's your turn," Emily said to Brianne. "We've all had it."

Brianne reached down slowly and held my cock, squeezing it and rubbing, sending chills throughout my body.

"You've ALL had him?" Brianne asked.

Emily started to answer, but was interrupted by Johnny. "NOT ME," he shouted. I think he saw Brianne in the mirror, looking at him when she asked that. "I know nothing about this!"

"Let him see your breast," Emily said.

Brianne pulled her top up so that her breast was uncovered. She pulled her bra cup down to make it naked. I reached my hand over and covered it, feeling a large nipple, my cock throbbing more.

Johnny was trying to look as much as possible. "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" he repeated, barely able to stay on the road.

"We're almost to my house," Laura announced to everyone. "Want to continue this inside?"

Everyone mostly looked at Brianne. "Okay," she said.

We tucked ourselves back into our clothes and pulled into the driveway. We scrambled out of the car and into the house, then noone knew what to do.

Breaking the ice, Laura said, "Now, where were we?" She reached over and unzipped me again.

"Why always me?" I asked.

""Because you have the cock," said Emily. "Oh, but we have another one now," stepping toward Johnny and placing her hands on his chest. 

Brianne helped Laura open my pants and take them off me. By the time I was standing there waving in the air, Emily had a good start on Johnny's pants. As my dick was being attacked, Johnny's pants came off. His dick was fully erect, and with everything going on I still managed to note with relief that my dick was bigger than his. Guys are so competitive.

I tugged at the bottom of Brianne's top and pulled it upwards. She helped me pull it over her head, and I closed my hands around her breasts. Her bra was a heavier material than Emily's and Laura's. Perhaps because it had so much more to hold. It was not nearly as soft, but it still felt wonderful. Brianne's eyes went slowly shut and a smile spread over her face. 

Laura had taken off her own top while Emily removed Johnny's shirt, leaving him naked. I started to work on unclasping Brianne's bra, which wasn't very easy for me to do yet, while she pulled my shirt off me. As Johnny got Emily's top and bra off, we were all naked except for Laura's bra, which disappeared quickly. Everyone's hands were touching body parts as much as possible. We all collapsed onto the floor in a group, and our hands drifted onto other people.

I paid most of my attention to Brianna. Her hands were all over my body, including my dick, but my hands concentrated on her tits and pussy. She seemed quite turned on quickly. My hand slid between her legs with the intention of slowly getting her hot, but she was already sopping wet. My fingers slid into her crack almost by itself, and my finger found its way into her hole. That caused the first deep, loud moan that I had heard. 

Her hand had found a firm grasp on my prick. She was squeezing and pulling at it Since we had stopped rolling around as much, she started stroking it with smooth, steady strokes. My hips started stroking into her hands as well, while I paid more attention to her tits.

Her tits. They were so different than others I had seen - and felt, including Laura's and Emily's. Brianna's were large and hung down on her, but they still had a beautiful shape and pushed up and out at the ends. And they had such huge aureoles. Her aureoles covered such a large part of her big tits, and they were much darker as well. Then her nipples rose up from them, so thick and hard and long. I thought Emily's were big, but these were twice that size. Maybe more. Playing with her nipples excited me so much. It was like extra genitals on her body that no-one else had. I pushed and prodded, twisted and pulled, and attacked them with my mouth. My teeth bit on them and my tongue licked them Her large tits were wonderful, but her huge nipples were mind-blowing. 

Brianne was thrusting on my fingers, two were in her pussy now, and I had been on automatic with that hand. I still enjoyed her tits but turned more of my attention to her cunt. I flattened my hand on her mound while my fingers reamed her pussy. I rubbed my palm on her clit, and she soon was groaning in orgasm. She wasn't as loud as the other girls, but it was definitely a strong orgasm. 

"Now you," she said when she was finished.

That wasn't necessary, but it made me feel better for what I was about to do. I had started rolling over on top of her, my cock captured between our bodies. I reached down and pulled it down between her legs. My hips pumped as my cock slid along her slit, and I rubbed against her clit. She was groaning again, perhaps another orgasm approaching. 

I thought of Emily's story, and didn't want to do that to anyone else. I looked at Brianna, with my cock poised at her hole, and softly asked, "Okay?"

She looked at me, her eyes wide and a little wild, and nodded her head quickly and violently. I didn't know what I would have done if she had said no. Her hips pushed a little toward my dick.

I sunk my cock into Brianne's hole, going all the way in with one hard stroke. Her vagina wasn't as tight as Emily's, but it was still snug. Air burst out of her as she groaned at the harsh intrusion. I realized that perhaps I shouldn't have pushed into her so hard, but it seemed right at the time. She shoved her hips up at me with passion, trying to get me as deep as I could go. My balls were slapping her ass with each stroke into her hot pussy, and we both grunted each time I hit bottom. 

Johnny and the other girls had been pleasuring each other. He was just entering Emily when I looked over. Laura was guiding his cock into Emily's pussy with one hand, while her hand was on Emily's tit. How hot!

I couldn't watch, though, as I was consumed with Brianna. I was quickly building up to my orgasm when a hand grabbed my balls. I quickly checked the number of hands and accounted for both of Brianna's. It must be Laura's hand pulling my balls. It took just a few more strokes for my cum to burst into Brianna's cunt. I pumped fast and hard with each spurt, finally holding it in at full depth when they were mostly over.

Laura had let go of my balls but Brianna was still pumping her hips on my cock. My erection didn't subside as her cunt walls squeezed my cock and I watched Johnny pounding Emily. Laura now grabbed his balls. He was pounding slow but hard into her, pulling out slowly, then shoving it in as hard as he could go, holding it in deep for a moment before starting over. Both were sweating a lot. 

Brianna's pumping continued as I held on. Her cunt walls closed in on my cock as she spasmed with another orgasm, this time a little more loudly. She shook as her body settled to the floor, moaning happily, and her eyes settled on the rutting couple beside us. 

I reached over and covered Laura's pussy with my hand. She raised up at the surprise, but settled her body onto my hand, wiggling it into my palm. Her pussy was as wet as Brianna's had been, and my finger found her hole and slid in. She leaned over on me and her head fell to the floor beside Brianna, leaving her ass sticking up in the air with my hand working on her. Laura's hand reached up and closed over Brianna's tit. I watched as she felt her fleshy tit, then settled on her huge nipple. Laura seemed enthralled by it as well and, to my surprise and excitement, Brianna seemed to like it. 

Johnny moaned loudly as he plunged into Emily with his orgasm. That got Laura's attention and she reached for Emily's tit with her other hand. Laura was now kneeling between the two couples with her ass high in the air, my hand working her pussy from behind, and her hands reaching to either side of her. She played with both girls' tits and nipples, as if comparing sizes. In just a few moments Emily went straining into her orgasm, screaming in relief. Her pussy muscles must have been squeezing Johnny's cock, as he suddenly raised up as well as pushing into her crotch.

The same happened to me. I felt Brianna's pussy clenching my cock as she had yet another orgasm just as Laura bit down on her nipple. My cock had stayed hard watching the other action, and Brianna's spasms made it start throbbing again. My fingers in Laura's pussy paid off about this time, as she reared up with a scream, pushing my fingers deep into her cunt. I felt her contractions on my fingers as she pushed on me. 

I finally pulled my cock out of Brianna's pussy. Unfortunately, or fortunately, it had not lost its erection. Emily saw this and shifted over toward me. Everyone was catching their breath as Emily wrapped her fingers around my shaft and began pumping hard. Her mouth came down around it, her hand still pumping at the base. In less than two minutes I spewed out a tiny load of cum with my second orgasm. I collapsed on the floor with the rest of them, as we lay there in a pile of naked bodies.

After a while we regained our composure. Brianna said, "My God."

Emily asked what time it was, and we realized it was getting late. She looked at Brianna and asked if she was okay.

"I'm sore," she said. "But great. I never expected anything like that when you invited me here. I know you said I'd probably get screwed, but oh my God! I didn't expect to be in a group! Or to cum 5 times!"

"Five times?" Johnny asked.

"Yeah, maybe. I'm not sure. Maybe four. Maybe some really, really, long ones. All I know is that you guys rock!"

It sounded like the girls had set me up again. Brianna seemed to know more was involved with the ride home than I did. And I didn't give a shit. 



Explorations Ch. 07



Amy Tanner lay sprawled on her bed, naked and spent. As she reached orgasmic bliss, she had fantasized that it was her son that had brought her to orgasm. A new wrinkle in her fantasy was the insertion of her daughter, Jessica into the mix. She imagined her beautiful daughter licking her large breasts as her son pounded away between her legs. Once she had finished, a familiar guilt set in coupled with the longing to satisfy her appetite for something she could not have.

Last month, she had arranged a rendezvous with a young coed and lived out her fantasy, role-playing with the college student, pretending to fuck her son, Dan. She had hoped it would exorcise the demon that haunted her; in reality, it only made her hungrier for more. Two weeks later, she met the boy again. But, the next morning she woke up and realized she could not continue the affair.

She had lasted three weeks since that last meeting without pleasuring herself. She knew that if she did, her wandering mind would settle on the image of her son's large cock slamming her cunt. She was almost proud of the accomplishment until this morning. She awoke from a dream at 7:00 – a dream in which she was seduced by her daughter and forced to strip in front of her son. Jessica tied her down on a bed and lowered her wet pussy to her mother's mouth, making her lick her sex. The next thing she remembered was being made to watch Jessica suck off her brother's dick. Jessica toyed with Amy, telling her that she was going to make her take Dan's manhood and there was nothing she could do to stop her. Jessica took a hold of Dan's shaft and guided it into their mother's pussy. Before Amy knew it, her son was fucking her as Jessica sat on her face, forcing herself on her mother. That was when she woke up in a sweat. Moments later, she was watching the DVD her daughter had sent her as she pushed a vibrator into her wet hole.

Completely spent, Amy looked over at the clock and decided to get up. It was December 21st and both her son and daughter were coming home from college for Christmas exodus. They would be home for two weeks and she had no idea how she was going to refrain from masturbating, especially with the object of her desire so close for the next 14 days.

That afternoon, as Amy worked in the kitchen preparing dinner, she heard the front door open. "Hello. Mom, you home?" It was Dan. Despite herself, Amy felt her heart skip a beat. He's your son, for God's sake!

"I'm in the kitchen," she yelled as she dropped what she was doing and went into the family room. Dan looked better than she remembered; his hair was cut shorter than usual and he had obviously been working out religiously as his sculpted body strained the shirt he was wearing. "Hi, honey. Welcome home."

Amy was swallowed up by the long wingspan of her tall son. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling the taut muscles of his back. The hug lasted for a few seconds, but Amy's body betrayed her, as she felt a tingling sensation between her legs. You fucking whore, get a hold of yourself!

"I'm almost done getting dinner ready," Amy said. "Why don't you bring your bag up to your room and then tell me how finals went."

A couple minutes later, Dan came down to the kitchen. "So, how did it go? You didn't mention how you did last time we talked," Amy asked.

"Aced them," Dan said. "At least I think I did. Have you talked to Jess? When is she coming in?"

Amy had gotten an email from her daughter the night before stating she would be in by dinner. "I'd guess around 5:00. She had some things she said she needed to take care of before she drove down."

As Dan filled her in, answering her questions about classes, girls, and dorm life, she tried to refrain from looking at him as she concentrated on preparing dinner. Before this all began – before she had caught him and Jessica with their neighbor, before she had received the DVD from Jessica – she had noticed that her son was a good-looking young man. Those two events, however, changed everything. She now saw him and Jessica as sexual beings. Mothers know their kids have sex; Amy actually witnessed it. Compounding the situation was that Amy was in her sexual prime and lonely. This made her vulnerable to the forbidden fantasies that plagued her dreams.

As these thoughts whirled around her head, she heard a key in the lock. "Hey, I'm home!"

Almost instantaneously, Dan stood up to meet Jessica. No brother is that anxious to see his sister, Amy thought - unless of course the sister was beautiful and gave her brother blowjobs. What am I going to do? I have completely lost control of these two and I'm so horny that if they invited me to join in, I'm afraid I would.

Jessica saw Dan coming to meet her. Damn, he looks delicious. I want to take him right here. "Hey, Dan. I missed you."

Dan couldn't help staring. Jessica was wearing a white tank top, her bra straps askew and exposed; her short skirt was maybe six inches above the knee, displaying her toned legs. Without thinking, he took a hold of her and held her close to his body, crushing her tits to his chest.

Jessica felt swallowed whole in Dan's large frame. She tilted her head up to look in his eyes. They told him all she needed to know. He hasn't met anyone who can please him the way I can. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and brought his mouth to hers. She meant it to be a quick kiss since their mother was just in the other room, but Dan's hunger superceded all rational thought as he ran his large hand through her dark hair and forced his tongue through her parted lips. He really wants me, she thought as her head spun from the passion of his kiss. I need to feed our hunger. I need to feel his cock slide down my throat. I need –

"Jessica, I'm glad your home," her mother said in a flat tone. The two quickly turned and separated. Both were red with embarrassment or was it something else, Amy thought. She knew the answer. They weren't embarrassed; they were in heat!

Jessica walked over and hugged her mother. "Hi, mom. How have you been?"

Amy wanted to slap her. How could she act like nothing was going on? They were practically making out and she asks me how I've been?! Amy was livid, but she held herself in check. "I've been good. C'mon, dinner's almost ready."

Over dinner, Amy tried her best to engage her two children in conversation, asking them about school and what they had planned for the coming semester. Jessica had begun volleyball practices and talked about her teammates and her roommate.

"So, your roommate," Amy began, "where is she from?"

Jessica told her she was from Boston and that her family was from South Korea. She said they got along well and that they would probably be roommates next year. Dan had a knowing smile on his face when Jessica said they would be rooming together again. He knew the main reason was because Jessica had seduced the young girl and that they were lovers. He just hoped he could visit Jessica sometime in the next couple of months and meet this girl.

That night, the family stayed up late watching a movie. It provided a sense of normalcy that left Amy feeling better as she went to bed. Maybe, she thought, we can work this out. They were good kids and hard working. She hadn't seen their grades yet, but if they were to be believed, they were both doing well in school. Ultimately, Amy knew that she would eventually need to confront Jessica and find out her motivations for what she was doing, and figure out how she as the mother, could regain control of the family. In her heart, Amy knew that whether she meant to do it or not, Jessica was slowly taking over. Both herself and her son were under her spell and she didn't know exactly how to break it.

Downstairs, Dan and Jessica sat on the sofa, the television on in the background. "So, what's going on with you and your roommate?" Dan asked.

"She's completely submissive to me. I can have her anytime I want, practically anywhere I want. A few days ago we were in the library studying for finals when for some reason I got really horny. I just gave her a look and she knew that I wanted her right then and there. We went into one of the bathrooms in the lower level of the library and she ate my pussy in one of the stalls. It was so hot." Jessica hesitated for a moment and then continued. "She's really sweet and I like her a lot…outside of sex, I mean. The funny thing is, she's very cute, but she's not the type I normally am attracted to. I guess it's because she was so innocent and naïve that I just had to have her. It's not like I made her have sex with me. I just opened her up to the possibilities and she took to it."

"I think it's hot how you seduced her," Dan said. "It really turns me on whenever you tell me about what you've been doing with her."

Jessica crawled over to Dan and straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel his hardness against her and wished she had the courage to take his manhood inside her pussy. She brought herself back from her reverie. "As much as I enjoy sex with Yun, there's nothing I crave more than the feel of your tongue on my clit; your strong hands on my ass; your big cock in my mouth."

Dan closed his eyes and reveled in the sensations running through his body as Jessica grinded against him. His cock was aching for his sister. He could smell her sex and it made him drunk with lust. He watched Jessica's beautiful body move agonizingly slow up and down, her wonderful breasts inches from his face.

Jessica whispered in his ear. "C'mon, baby. Let's go to bed."

* * * *

The next few days were difficult for Amy. Yes, they had a wonderful Christmas, opening presents and having a big dinner that they had all helped prepare. But in the back of her mind the whole time was a combination of anger at her daughter for undermining her authority; disappointment in herself for not doing something about; but perhaps most of all, guilt for the small part of her that got a thrill from being taken advantage of by her sexy daughter.

Amy knew that she was in a precarious position. How to proceed was what weighed on her mind as the days went by. She realized this was the best chance she would have until the summer to put most of her cards on the table and talk to Jessica.

New Year's Eve came and Dan planned on going out with some of his high school friends to a party a couple of blocks away. Jessica decided, to her mother's surprise, to stay home and celebrate New Year's with her. "I'm not really in the mood to go out and I didn't want to leave you alone while Dan and I were both out partying," she had said to Amy that morning. Besides, Jessica thought, when Dan got home from partying with the boys, he would be starving for me.

That night, mother and daughter had a quiet dinner then turned on one of the many countdown broadcasts. "I'm going to open a sparkling wine. Do you want a glass?" Amy asked.

The question surprised Jessica. She didn't really drink. She had finally broken down and had a couple of beers at a party before finals week. It was okay, but she suspected that she would like wine. "Okay. Thanks, mom."

Jessica took the rose colored glass of wine from her mom. She watched the bubbles rush to the top of the glass. "Cheers," her mother said as they clinked glasses. Jessica took a sip and was instantly hooked on the sparkling rosé made from pinot noir grapes. The chilled, bubbly liquid slid down her throat and brought a warm feeling to her chest that made her face flush. "That's yummy," Jessica said as she took another sip.

Two hours later, the bottle was empty and the two women were sitting on the couch watching a band perform on the television as scenes from Times Square showed hordes of people standing like a pack of sardines in the freezing temperatures. Amy was completely relaxed for the first time since her children had come home. She let the warmth of her buzz wash over her. The wine gave Amy the liquid courage she needed to talk to Jessica.

"I see you and Dan are getting along well," she said with a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.

Jessica, feeling a little tipsy, felt her heart skip a beat. She quickly regained her composure. "We've always gotten along well. I guess because we're twins."

The wine allowed Amy to answer with the wit she normally displayed around her friends. "True," she answered, "that and the fact that you're blowing him seems to help."

Jessica was stunned by her mother's forwardness; this was unexpected. Until this point, her mother had been complacent; Jessica and Dan had been pushing the envelope for some time and she thought she had her mother completely under her control. Her and Dan's kiss, right in front of their mother, obviously went too far and pushed her over the edge. For the moment, Jessica wasn't sure how to proceed. Her mind raced to find a retort or a way of minimizing the situation. Nothing came to mind. "I'm sorry – what?" 

"Look," Amy began, "obviously there was the incident with Mary. We talked. I tried to put it behind us. Then I get a package in the mail. You obviously sent it. The question is why. Why did you send me that DVD?" 

Her mother sounded angry, but searching her eyes, Jessica also saw frustration and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. Was it shame or guilt? Jessica decided to answer with the truth and see where that left her. "I sent it because I thought you would enjoy it. I see the way you look at Dan. I can specifically remember one time when he was coming out of the pool to help you with groceries. You should have seen how you stared at him. I'm experienced enough to know lust when I see it. That's what gave me the idea to make a video. I knew you were lonely and horny. Hell, where do you think I inherited my high sex drive? Are you telling me that you only watched it that one time and threw it away?" Jessica tried to reassert her position of strength.

Amy could feel her guilt begin to overtake her anger. What her daughter had done was flat out wrong. But Amy couldn't get past the fact that Jessica was also right in her assessment. She was dead-on as a matter of fact. She did lust after her son; she was very lonely; and she did keep the DVD and had practically worn it out. "The real issue," Amy said, trying to regain her hold of the conversation, "is why you felt and continue to feel that this behavior is acceptable. From having sex with your brother to flaunting your discretions in front of me – do you understand how wrong you've been?"

Jessica now had a choice to make. She could appease her mother, admit she was out of line, and apologize profusely, or she could try and take the reigns away from her mother completely. The question she needed to answer for herself in the next few seconds was how important was it to her to maintain dominance in her relationship with not only her mother, but with Dan? If she acquiesced to her mother, the dominoes would fall. Jessica wanted Dan too much, at least at this point in her life, to give it all up.

Jessica looked at her mother with a soft smile and knowing eyes. "How many times have you masturbated to that DVD – one, ten, thirty times? More than you can count?" She continued before her mother could answer. "How many times have you thought about that day you caught us with Mary and wished it was you between me and Dan? I did it because I'm your daughter and I know you, mom. I didn't do it because I don't respect you; I did it because I wanted you to be free from your self-persecution. I did it because I wanted you to experience the pleasure that I have."

Amy sat in awe and silence. She was completely at a loss for words.

Jessica continued. "Tell me I'm wrong and I'll apologize and admit I was stupid for having such assumptions. Tell me you threw the DVD away. Tell me you don't fantasize about touching Dan's naked body. Tell me you wouldn't want to share his bed with me. I haven't fucked him. It's a line we've drawn…for now at least. Tell me you wouldn't feel a hint of jealousy if you caught me fucking him. Would you be jealous of him, me, or both?" Jessica knew she had regained control and now was going in for the kill. Her mother's skin was red, probably from both anger and arousal. She was vulnerable and ripe for the taking. Jessica moved closer to her mother and rested her hand on the hot, smooth skin of her thigh. "Tell me you haven't fantasized about me taking you the way I took Mary." 

Jessica leaned forward and whispered in her mother's ear. "Do you want to know what I fantasize about?" As she spoke, she slid her fingertips down her mother's neck, across her large breasts (noticing her erect nipples), and rested her hand on her mother's inner thigh. Jessica slipped her hand under the fabric of her mother's shorts until she found what she was looking for. "After I finished swallowing Dan's cum last night…by the way, I heard you outside the door. Why do you think we had sex in my room with the door ajar? Last night was for you, mom. After I finished him off, I made myself come with my vibrator, thinking about you and Dan eating my pussy. I came so hard thinking about your face buried between my legs. I think your beautiful, mom. I bet Dan does too. He probably wouldn't last two minutes with us. What do you think?" Jessica laughed in her mother's ear. "I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me how much you've wanted me to eat your pussy. Tell me how much you've wanted Dan to take you from behind while you lick my wet hole."

Amy sat frozen the entire time Jessica spoke. A battle was raging inside her mind. The wine had lowered her defenses. Jessica was attempting to finish her off. Jessica wanted dominance over both her and Dan – Amy could see that now. She didn't dare look at Jessica; she just stared straight ahead as her daughter's fingers touched her skin. God, her hands are so soft. She's reaching under my shorts. I have to stop this now! No, don't touch me. You'll feel how wet I am. Yes, I want you to lick me. Yes, I want Dan to fuck me. God help me, I want it so badly.

Jessica reached her mother's panties and felt the wetness between her legs. As far as she was concerned, that was the green light she was looking for. You belong to me now. You, Dan, and Yun are mine. In all respects, you are my mother – except one. In the bedroom, you will submit to me. Jessica's fingers had been resting on the cotton panties beneath her mother's shorts. Now she was rubbing the length of her mother's pussy, finding her clit, and then circling it with her fingertips. Her mother remained still, eyes closed, and mouth open. A soft moan escaped her lips.

Amy's lack of action had decided her fate. She was so aroused by her daughter's touch that she couldn't stop now if she wanted to; she needed release and Jessica was going to give it to her. Just this one time…I can't stop her. I need this so bad. Maybe if I let it happen once, I'll be free.

"You're so wet," Jessica said. "I can feel the heat from your pussy." Jessica slowly used her free hand to unbutton her mother's shorts. She slipped her hand out and pulled them down her mother's long legs. Jessica was mesmerized by the spell her mother was under. Without a word, her mother lifted her butt off the sofa to allow the shorts to fall to her feet.

Jessica pulled off her top and quickly released her large breasts from her lace bra. She stood in front of Amy and looked down at her confused, fiery eyes. Jessica was wearing a pair of thin, pajama shorts held up by a drawstring tied in a bow. "Finish undressing me," Jessica said. Jessica held her breath as she saw her mother fight an inward battle. Either she'll stop this now or she will be mine, Jessica thought.




Explorations Ch. 07



Amy was done fighting her urges. Rationality went out the door the day the DVD arrived and she did nothing about it. Her trembling hand reached out and pulled on the string, undoing the pink bow.

"Go ahead, mother. Take them off," Jessica ordered.

Amy slipped her fingers underneath the waistband, feeling Jessica's smooth skin under her touch. She closed her eyes and slowly lowered Jessica's shorts. The flimsy material fell to the floor, and when Amy opened her eyes, she saw her daughter's lithe, naked body standing in front of her. Jessica was the mirror image of herself at that age – athletic, toned, large breasts, and a round, firm ass. Even the thin strip of hair leading to her clit mirrored how Amy groomed her own pussy. 

"Stand up and take off the rest of your clothes. I want to see your body." Jessica was rubbing her clit as she spoke. The power that came with dominating an authority figure was making her hot. The fact that it was her mother had her head spinning and her clit tingling with desire.

Amy was in a daze. She was powerless to resist her daughter, whose commanding presence and beautiful body crushed her will. She lifted off her shirt, undid her bra and lowered her panties to the floor.

Jessica stepped forward, inches from her mother, and looked into her eyes that were wild with lust, waiting for direction. She put her hands on Amy's shoulders and turned her around, facing the sofa. Jessica pressed her body to Amy's, wrapping her arms around her and cupping her mother's heavy breasts, grazing her fingers across the large nipples.

Amy felt the warmth of her daughters skin against her back, Jessica breasts pressing into her flesh. She let out a sigh as Jessica pubic hair tickled her butt. "Ooo," she moaned as Jessica's hands caressed her tits.

"Bend over and put your hands on the sofa," Jessica whispered into her ear, causing her to shiver. "That's good. Show me that ass." Seeing her mother in a submissive position, her sex exposed, her head down, made Jessica wish she were wearing a strap-on so she could fuck her right there. Jessica kneeled down and spread Amy's ass cheeks, displaying her puffy lips and puckered hole. She could see how wet she was, the lips glistening with heat. "You're so beautiful, you could have any one you want. Yet here you are giving your body to your daughter. Touch yourself. Show me how hot you are for me."

Amy moved her hand between her legs, feeling the wet lips of her sex between her tentative fingers. As she moved her hand, she could feel her inhibitions wash away, losing herself in the moment.

"Rub that clit," Jessica said. "You like being told what to do, don't you? Such a good slut." Jessica slapped her mom's ass lightly. When her mother moaned, she hit her again with more force. "Stick a finger in your pussy. Fuck yourself."

A constant moan left Amy's mouth as she fingered her hole, quickly shoving her finger in and out of her gash; the palm of her hand hitting her clit with each thrust. She was lost in a sea of wanton need and a desire to fulfill her fantasies.

As her mother continued to bang her own pussy, Jessica sat on the sofa in front of her and spread her legs wide, exposing her sex. "Lick my cunt while you jerk off."

Amy was ready to do anything her daughter asked. She dove in and ran her tongue up and down Jessica's slit, still frigging herself. She could hear her daughter moaning, urging her to stab her tongue into her hole. Jessica's musky scent and sweet taste left Amy drunk with desire. She was close to coming; she could feel her body approaching the point of no return; Her head hovering above Jessica's sex as she moaned loudly. "Oh God, I'm so close, Jessica." 

Amy was startled as Jessica pulled her hand away from her body. She could feel herself on the precipice. Frustrated, she let out a disapproving yelp. "Me first," Jessica said. "You can come when I give you permission. Get on your back."

Although she was frustrated, Amy could not be more wound up. She loved every moment of her daughter's domination of her. She lay on her back as Jessica stood over her head and lowered her pussy to her mouth. "Lick my clit, mom. Make me fucking come on your face. Fuck, yeah. See how wet you make me? Lick my hole."

Amy placed her hands on Jessica's back, embracing her as she flicked her tongue all over her daughter's sex. The faster I can make her come, the sooner she'll let me come. 

Jessica shifted forward slightly. "Lick my ass. Yeah…God, that feels so good. Tongue that hole. Rub my clit and keep tonguing my ass."

Nothing mattered except pleasing her daughter. Amy's focus was absolute. She stiffened her tongue and jabbed it up her daughter's asshole while rubbing Jessica's clit with her thumb as fast as she could. She could feel Jessica's body quiver above her; her moans were deafening and she began to grind her sex against Amy's face. Jessica grabbed the back of Amy's head and forced her mouth over her swollen clit. "Suck it, suck it. Oh fuck!" My mom's going to make me come! Jessica shook over her mother's body, her orgasm blowing through her like a tidal wave. She finally fell to her side.

After a few moments Jessica crawled over to her mother whose face was glistening with her juices. She leaned in; her lips parted, and kissed her fully with a passionate embrace. Amy responded to her daughter, as she felt Jessica's tongue slip between her lips. She wrapped an arm around Jessica's neck to pull her in, pressing her mouth to her own.

Still locked in an urgent embrace, Jessica reached down and slipped first one, then two fingers effortlessly into her mother's wet pussy. Amy groaned into her daughter's mouth as Jessica fingered her. Jessica licked her way down her mother's perspiration-covered skin to her breasts, covering Amy's left nipple with her mouth and sucking it between her lips.

"Oh God," her mother whispered.

Jessica continued down her mother's body, trailing her tongue across Amy's flesh. Amy's body responded to Jessica's touch, her pelvis gyrating along the floor. Her eyes her closed; her senses focused on the fingers in her pussy and the wet tongue caressing her skin.

Jessica was improvising as she went; this whole thing was unexpected. She couldn't let her mother off that easy. Besides, she thought, this may be my only chance to dominate her. If her mother would exert herself, Jessica would comply. But as long as her mother left the door open, she was going to walk right through. She decided that she would deny her mother an orgasm for now. A smile came to her face as she decided a course of action. She moved down between her mother's legs and spread her lips, exposing her mother's clit. Jessica glanced at the clock before diving in, flicking her tongue slowly but steadily across Amy's button.

Amy had been on a plateau for some time, and was moments away from a crushing orgasm. She could feel her muscles tense; her breathing quicken. "Oh, Jess, right there. Please…almost there." Amy panted, whimpered, as she made a fist. She knew she was about to have a massive orgasm; she was seconds away. 

Jessica was closely monitoring her mother, watching and listening for signs. When she felt her mother was just about to reach the point of no return, she stopped abruptly and stood up.

"What-what are you doing?" Amy asked incredulously. "I was so close!"

"Don't worry, mom. I'll let you come - just not yet. I have something else in mind for you." She offered her hand to help her mother up. Jessica embraced her, taking a handful of her round ass and smacking it lightly. "Trust me. You'll thank me later. I'll take our clothes upstairs. Meet me in the basement."

Amy was beyond caring. She needed to come and she wanted her daughter to be the one to make her. What tomorrow may bring, she didn't know. For tonight, she would do as she was told, so long as she would be allowed to come. After everything she'd been through, she needed it. She could feel her body come down, but she remained in a high state of arousal. She knew it wouldn't take much to bring her to the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm. Naked, she walked downstairs to the finished basement. She often entertained guests here due to its large size, bar, and ample seating. She sat on the sofa and waited. Amy wanted to touch herself; it would take but a minute to make herself come and be done with it. She refrained from doing so, knowing that the reward for being patient would outweigh the momentary bliss of her transgression.

Several minutes passed before Jessica appeared, dressed in a black, satin babydoll. It took Amy a moment to realize that it looked exactly like the one that she owned.

"I hope you don't mind," Jessica said. "I'm borrowing your lingerie. I'd like to see it on you some time." Jessica had a tote bag with her as she walked over to her mother. She led Amy to the far corner by the bar, bringing one of the sofa pillows with her; she dropped it in the corner. "Get on your knees," Jessica said as she pointed to the pillow.

Amy felt an adrenaline rush as she obeyed her daughter's orders. "What are you doing?" Amy asked.

"I am going to take my brother right over there." Jessica pointed to the sofa. "You are going to watch me do it from all the way over here." Jessica pulled out her bondage rope and tied her mother's wrists and ankles together, immobilizing her in a kneeling position.

"Jessica, I can't watch you two having sex. What kind of mother does that?" Amy was doing her due diligence, but deep down she wanted to be tied up; she wanted to watch her son and daughter.

"You've been watching us for the last few months thanks to the DVD that's in the player in your room. That's right, mother; I checked. I knew you'd keep it. When I saw that, I knew it was only a matter of time before you would come to me. I just didn't think it would be this soon. I'm sorry I've kept you waiting, horny and no one to fuck. Or have you, mother? I bet you've been fucking someone and pretending it was Dan." Amy was stunned. How did she figure that out! Jessica finished off her work by placing a ball gag she had recently purchased in her mother's mouth.

"I sent Dan a text and told him to meet me down here. I told him you went to bed. I think he'll like your babydoll. If you're good, I'll have him come all over it for you. Would you like that? Your son's hot seed all over your lingerie?"

Who is this girl, Amy thought. She is way too good at this. What the hell has she been doing at college?

Jessica shut off the lights and turned on the table lamp by the sofa. She turned and faced the corner to ensure her mother was hidden in darkness. Perfect.

The two women waited in silence. The minutes ticked by agonizingly slow for Amy. Part of her couldn't wait for it to be over. Part of her couldn't wait to see Jessica swallow Dan's large cock. She was still conflicted, but her body, still in heat, made the decision to comply easy.

Jessica sat on the sofa, the babydoll hiked up to her waist, her hand caressing her sex, impatiently waiting for her brother to arrive. She was going to enjoy torturing her mother like this. Finally, they both heard the front door open and someone coming down the stairs.

Dan reached the bottom of the stairwell and walked around the corner. His manhood instinctively swelled in his pants when he saw his gorgeous sister lying on the sofa spread eagle and touching herself.

"Took you long enough," Jessica said. "I was getting ready to make myself come without you."

"Sorry, Jess," Dan replied. "I had to make up some lame excuse to get out of there early." His eyes roamed up her long legs to her puffy lips, glistening in the soft light. "I'm glad I did," he said with a big smile on his face.

"Get over here and lick my kitty," Jessica said, spreading her pussy for not only Dan's enjoyment, but for her mother's.

Jessica's scent invigorated him and made his erection push against the restraint of his jeans. As Dan's tongue licked up and down her slit, Jessica stared into the corner and smiled, teasing Amy. "God, you lick pussy so good, baby. You always make me feel so hot. I missed you so much."

Jessica pulled her knees to her chest, giving her brother access to her body. "Lick my ass too, brother. I want to feel your tongue up both my holes."

Amy watched in agony as Dan followed Jessica's orders. She could see the skills he had learned from Jessica, and wished he would use them on her. She also noticed the large bulge in his pants. Would he get that hard for me? Would he let me suck his dick? If I offered him my body, would he take it?

"Stand up," Jessica said. She undid his belt and slipped it off, pulling the leather through the belt loops. Dan quickly pulled down his jeans and boxer briefs in one motion. Jessica smiled. Amy gasped.

Jessica licked and sucked on his balls, taking them into her mouth and ensuring that her mother had a clear, unobstructed view. She ran her tongue up the thick shaft and slid Dan's cock into her mouth as Amy squirmed against her restraints, wishing she were taking Dan down her throat. Jessica scraped her her fingernails across Dan's chest as she swallowed him whole, feeling his length against her tongue. Dan grabbed the back of her head and gently pushed his sister down on him, as her nose touched his abdomen.

"I love when you deep throat my cock," Dan hissed.

After she bobbed her head up and down his manhood several times, Jessica released his cock and looked up at him. "Do you like what I'm wearing?" Dan nodded. "It's mom's. Did you ever think she would wear something like this? Stroke your cock, brother. Good boy." Jessica's eyes glanced at the corner where her mother sat helplessly. "You know, I saw our mother suck a guy off once. It was just before you and I started having sex."

Dan couldn't help himself; he quickened his pace as he listened to his sister.

"I watched her take a guy's cock in her pretty mouth. You should have seen how he fucked her throat. It was so hot that I went upstairs and made myself come. Tell me, brother. Would you like for me to bring you a MILF to fuck? I could bring a hot older woman here and we could fuck her together. We could call her mommy while she takes your cock and eats my pussy. Would you like to come in my mouth and watch me share your load with her? Tell me, Dan."

Dan was straining now, his sister's perversions taking him close to the edge. He imagined his gorgeous sister and beautiful mother naked and on their knees. "Yes, Jess," he grunted.

"Do you want to fuck us both, going back and forth until you explode?"

"Fuck, Jess! I'm going to come," Dan said through his teeth.

"Come on mom's lingerie. I'll leave it for her. I'll make her beg to lick your load off her own clothes."

That was it for Dan. His hand like a jackhammer, he shot line after line all over Jessica as he yelled out. Amy's eyes went wide with shock. She was in way over her head. She knew that now. There was no going back.

When he was finished, Jessica said, "Why don't you go to bed now, Dan. I'll be up in a little while."

Once Dan left the room, Jessica walked over to her mother and removed the ball gag. Amy drew in a sharp breath and was about to say something when Jessica kneeled down and said, "Tell me how much you enjoyed watching your son jack off while thinking about fucking a MILF. I bet he was picturing you."

"I-I'm so confused. I don't know what to do," Amy said.

"You can start," Jessica began, "by licking your son's cum off your negligee."

Deep down, Amy wanted it this way. She tried to fool herself into thinking she was the master of this house; she now knew that was a foolish notion. Most of all, Amy was now at peace with submitting to her perverted daughter. She wanted and needed to submit to her and her own cravings. She tasted her son's warm cum and swallowed her daughter's offering, the salty load sliding down her throat.

Jessica pulled off the babydoll and walked over to her bag. "Now, I promised you that if you were good, I'd let you come." Jessica reached into the bag, pulled out a massive strap-on, and slipped it up her legs.

Jesus, Amy thought, she's going to fuck her own mother. God, I can't wait.

Jessica untied her mother and led her to the sofa. Sitting down with her butt hanging over the edge, Jessica guided her mother over the large dildo. Amy straddled her daughter, feeling the cock against her slick entrance.

Jessica looked up to see a look in her mother's eyes that asked for permission. "Do it, mom." 

Amy lowered herself onto Jessica, feeling the dildo stretch her pussy. "Oh my God, that feels so good," Amy moaned.

"Fuck me," Jessica said as she roughly grabbed her mother's tits.

Amy placed her hands on the sofa and slowly moved up and down on Jessica's dildo. She looked down and saw the heat in her daughter's eyes. It only added to the incredible sensations she felt between her legs. 

As her body conformed to the size of the cock, Amy moved with more urgency. "Fuck your daughter," Jessica said as she placed her hands on Amy's ass, pulling her cheeks apart. You're such a whore…Say it!"

Amy felt the dildo reach the farthest reaches of her womb; the same womb that produced the young woman she was now fucking. She knew it was true. "I'm a whore," she gasped.

"Rub your clit while you fuck me," Jessica ordered. "Make yourself come."

Jessica spanked her mother's ass, as Amy slammed hard against her body. With each thrust, Jessica could feel her power over her mother become absolute. She raised her pelvis to meet her, taking what now belonged to her. The sound of her mother's wet pussy getting fucked, Amy's loud moans, and the ringing sound of skin hitting skin brought Jessica to her own orgasm quickly and with tremendous force. She yelled out as she exploded. Amy wrapped her arms around her daughter's neck. 

"Come for me," Jessica said as she held her mother's face in her hands. Amy felt her body quiver under the strain of her orgasm. She kissed Jessica as she came, yelling out her daughter's name like she would a lover. She was lost in the moment and coming harder than she ever had in her life.

Jessica returned her mother's kiss, running her hands through Amy's long, dark hair. "I love you, mom."

Amy felt tears running down her cheeks. "I love you, honey."

"Now get on your knees and clean your pussy juices off my cock." Jessica stood up as her mother kneeled in front of her. Amy looked up at her daughter, and then without hesitating, swallowed the dildo, savoring the tang of her own pussy.



Explorations Ch. 08



Three days later was the next time that Laura and I were able to be alone. Really alone. For a change it was just the two of us having sex.

We had taken a long time that afternoon, getting to know every nook and cranny of each other's bodies. Heaven knows we had explored it all before, but that afternoon we really got to know them. I really loved her tits. Brianna's were amazing, but Laura's were just as nice, though in some ways of course different. They were so firm. They sat on her chest. They didn't hang, they sat. There didn't seem to be a bit of sag in them. They were like two perfect scoops of ice cream, with little red cherries sitting exactly in the center. It seems that I was a tit man. Large or small, they were a natural delight. I loved them all. 

After we had thoroughly explored and enjoyed each other's bodies for a long while, we ended up in a 69 position, each laying on our sides in her bed. We brought each other to climax slowly as well, until the end when the desire to orgasm became overwhelming and our bodies took over control from our minds. My orgasm was first, splashing my cum on her face before she got my cock aimed lower, onto her chest. I kept licking and fingering her for a few minutes longer until her orgasm hit. Her legs squeezed my head while she came and I gasped for breath. 

We both stayed in position as we came down from our highs. Slowly I crawled around with my head on the pillow, and cradled Laura in my arms. We were both lost in a bliss that I, at least, had not known before. Perhaps it was the slow way we had pleasured each other, but we seemed to feel unusually close.

"I feel especially close to you," she said.

"Me too," I replied.

"Closer than ever before. I thought you were special to me before, but I think it is much more than that now.

"Are you talking love?" I was a little worried.

"No, no, not dating, romantic love. More like family. Really close family."

"Yeah, REALLY close," I smiled. That was about how I felt as well. I was relieved when she said it wasn't romantic love. I didn't feel that way either, and it would ruin a lot if either of us felt that way.

We lay there silently in each others' arms for several more minutes.Then Laura said, "I made a decision about something."

"About what?"

"I'm ready to lose my virginity."

I wasn't sure what to say. I knew this was a big moment. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. I nearly did it when you screwed Emily, but I wasn't sure then. Now I am. But," she paused, "I wouldn't want to do it in front of others."

"But you said you like watching others. And being watched, I thought."

"Yeah, I did like watching," she said, looking a bit embarrassed. "Maybe people watching me, too. But not losing my virginity!"

"Yeah, I understand."

"There's one more thing," she added. "I want you to do it." 

I was surprised. Shocked. But then, I didn't know why. It made sense that she would want me. No-one was closer to her. We shared everything. But this? I was still surprised.

"You don't want it to be romantic? With someone you are in love with?"

"I don't have a boy friend. And I don't want to wait long enough for that," she answered. "Besides, I am in love with you, in a way. And I know you will be good and kind and thoughtful. It might be better if your thing wasn't so big, but who else can I be sure would treat me so well?"

"Hmmm. When would you want this to happen?"

She turned and looked at me. "I was thinking now."

"Now?" I was surprised again. "I just had an orgasm, you know."

"Yeah, I noticed," she laughed. "But I've seen you get ready very quickly before. Besides, I thought we could get something to eat first. I didn't have lunch. And that will give you time to recover. Okay?"

"If you're sure, I'd be happy to do it."

"You mean 'to do me!'" she giggled. "Come on then. Let's eat. Just one rule."

"What rule?"

She stood up, looked at my penis, then at me, and said, "No clothes."

Interesting. So we went to the kitchen and had a little something to eat, sitting at the table naked. It was an advantage to me. I sat and had my dick pretty well hidden by the table. Not that we had anything to hide at this point, but it still felt weird to be sitting there naked. Laura was fully exposed while she got some food out of the refrigerator and brought it to the table. As we sat there I looked at her breasts more than anything else. I loved her breasts. Yeah, I loved all breasts. 

It did serve to get me turned on. My erection sprouted in spite of my efforts to ignore it. By the time we were done eating... Well, we didn't really finish. We left it on the table and went into the bedroom.

"Are you sure?" I asked once we got there. "It's not something you can take back."

"Shut up and fuck me," she said. "Nicely."

We laid down on the bed and began feeling each other again. I was hot, and she felt hot as well. My hand went to her crotch, her damp crotch, and my mouth went to her breast. I licked her nipple - just her nipple - and then blew air across it. She seemed to shiver. She giggled and made an "Oooooo" sound. I tried it on the other nipple with similar results. Then I stuffed my mouth full of one tit, sucking on it and running my tongue around her nipple. Still sucking, I pulled my mouth away from her tit but not off, and bit her nipple with my lip-covered teeth. Then I sucked her tit into my mouth again.

While I did that, my hand in her crotch was sliding along her slit from bottom to top, back again, then repeated it. I worked my finger in deeper between her folds. Finally I found her hole and pushed a finger into it. I pushed in deep, pressing all around the walls of her vagina. Soon I slipped another finger in. I pushed against the walls, stretching it but not going too hard. She needed to get stretched, but I wanted to be sure she was enjoying it. Her moaning and thrusting told me she was. Eventually I would get three fingers in her at once.

She was definitely hot, but she wasn't ignoring me. Her hand was squeezing my dick, then slipped down to my balls. She kneaded them together, pulling each one down and exerting a little pressure on them. She had learned her lesson well, and didn't hurt me at all. It felt wonderful. Then she held them in her palm and squeezed upwards, reaching her thumb and finger around the base of my prick at the same time. She started twisting, letting go of my balls and twisting more of my dick as she moved upwards. She worked her way up to the head, twisting the sensitive tip. She didn't jack me. Perhaps she wanted to save that feeling for the actual intercourse.

I rolled over on top of her, pushing her legs apart and settling in between them. My dick stuck straight down between her legs, sliding along her wet pussy lips. It also excited her clit as it was rubbing across it. She was breathing hard. Shallow, quick breaths with lots of moaning beginning. My dick was soaked with her juices. It seemed that she was ready.

"Are you ready to do this?" I asked.

"YES!" she answered. "I'm ready. Do it."

"Okay. Slowly."

My dick was pretty well coated with her juices. I placed it at her opening, and pushed it in. Just an inch or so, where it was already pretty loosened. Her body suddenly got very stiff.

"Relax. If you tighten up it will hurt more." At least I thought that was true.

She tried to relax, and I pushed another inch or two into her. She moaned a little. I looked at her face, which seemed to be in pain. I guess that one wasn't a good moan.

I pulled almost out of her, then pushed slowly in again, going about the same depth. I did that again, then started pulling out and trying to push a little deeper on each down stroke. She was still moaning, but nearly silently. She was biting her bottom lip.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Um hum," she mumbled.

I was at least 4 inches in, and waiting to hit her hymen. That would be the most painful for her. I thought I would have hit it by now. I kept up the penetrating a little at a time while starting to pull on her nipples. Mostly pulling on them with my mouth.

I kept going deeper into her, not hitting her barrier. Perhaps I went through it already. She was my first virgin. I knew nothing about virgins except stories. But nevertheless, she was tight. It seemed she was hurting less now. Her moaning seemed to be a little more pleasurable, and she had quit biting her lip. 

I was in nearly six inches, but I was getting close to losing my control. I had been making slow progress and I tried going slower, even stopping, but the excitement was too much. My cum was going to burst no matter what. I realized this, but was able to remember that I had to be gentle. I could not just drive in to the hilt when I came like I had done with the others. 

"I'm going to cum." I warned her.

"Do it. Cum. Let me feel it."

"You're not ready?" I asked hopefully.

"It's okay. I want you to cum. Now. Cum in me."

"In you?"

"It's okay. Cum in me. Let it go."

I was still pumping during this, slowly, trying to get my mind off it. I did a little, when she said to cum in her. I hadn't even thought about where I would cum. She said in her, and while I tried to process it I could feel my cock getting thicker. I felt the cum in my shaft, and knew it was on its way out.

"Oohh!!" I cried as my cum shot out of my cock. I drove into her further than I wanted to when I shot, but I controlled my next thrusts a little better. Another couple of moans as I finished my spurts and I was done. I stopped pumping, but I kept my cock in her pussy. It felt so warm, wet, and tight. I loved how it aqueezed my whole shaft all over.

Laura sighed when I quit pumping. It was a good sigh, her face looking peaceful and a happy smile was on her lips.

"Are you okay?" I asked again.

"Mmm, yeah," she answered. "That was good. And I am no longer a virgin."

"But you didn't cum," I said. "I'm sorry."

"Oh, that's okay. Most girls don't cum their first time," she said.

"Really? I didn't know that."

"You can make me cum lots another time."

"We can do it again in a little bit," I suggested.

"No, it's going to be time for dad to be home before long. Besides, I feel pretty sore down there."

"Down there?" I said, smiling, making fun at her use of the phrase.

She smiled. "Okay, my pussy! Does that sound better?"

"Yeah, I like that better," I smiled. Then with a little concern, "Are you really sore?"

"With that big thing ripping me open? You bet I am, but it'll be fine."

"I, ah, didn't feel, you know, your hymen." All of a sudden I felt shy, or embarrassed. Perhaps she did have a secret from me.

"That was probably a good thing for me. Emily said you were long and thick. Not a good combination for a virgin. It was hard enough on her. I'm glad I didn't have a hymen to deal with, too."

I liked hearing that my cock was big. I thought it was, but I didn't really compare it to others very much. Especially erect! But I was still curious about her hymen. "What happened to it?" I asked.

"Probably my gymnastics took care of it. They break a lot of times when girls are physical like that," she explained.

"But you don't want to do it again?"

""You bet I do," she said. "And very, very soon. But not today." she said getting off the bed. "Time to get dressed before Daddy gets home." 

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Two days later we had a replay of that event. Not quite exactly the same. This time I was able to drive all the way into her pussy, mashing our groins together and rubbing my pelvis on her clit. Laura was able to have two orgasms while we fucked. I told her that made up for the one she missed the first time.

She insisted she enjoyed that first time, but admitted that the second time was better. In fact she enjoyed it so much that when she heard that my parents were going out that evening, she paid a visit to my room just after they left.

"Are you up for another hot session?" she asked, grabbing my crotch which held my already hardening dick. "Oooh, I see that you are."

We shed our clothes quickly and got in my bed. Our hands roamed all over our bodies. I had felt her tits several hours earlier, and I enjoyed them as if it had been days. My hands found her pussy very wet. I understood why she needed to come over. She needed to cum.

Laura held my cock straight up in the air with her hand, then placed her mouth over it. I moaned, not needing to be quiet since the house was empty except for us. Her mouth slid down over the head and her tongue licked the end. She sucked hard as she pulled herself off, then started over.

"You'd better not do much of that if you want to fuck," I managed to say. I was barely able to speak with the job she was doing.

"Okay," she answered. "I think you're ready, and I know I am." 

She straightened up, on her knees, and threw one leg across my body. I looked down at a beautiful shot of her spread pussy, and my erection standing tall just in front of it. She reached for my dick and pulled it back a bit, the head making contact with her pussy lips. Damn, they were wet. She leaned forward and pulled my dick back, sliding my dick along her slit. It was soaking wet, and soon my dick was as well. Laura moaned as my cock head pushed in between her lips further. Of course, she was controlling it.

Soon the head was held just at her opening. I wanted to shove my hips upward and sink my cock into the hole, but I waited patiently. Well, I waited. Laura's eyes closed, she took a deep breath, and brought her hips forward, sinking her pussy down onto my pole. It went in a couple of inches before she stopped. She let out a loud moan. I probably did too, and my eyes got very large at the sloppy, hot entrance my dick was making into her love channel.

"Where did you learn this position?" I asked.

Laura said, "I heard it was a good one for the girl to be in control. Just lay there and let me fuck you."

That didn't answer my question, but I didn't care at the moment. I was very willing to do what she had said.

She let her body down on my rod a little more, then pulled it up a couple inches and let it down again. Each time she impaled herself she would moan quietly. Her eyes were shut the whole time, as if to concentrate on what her pussy was feeling. Again she lifted herself up, then down. Again. And again. She had most of my cock inside her by now, and her moaning was a little louder. She took a deep breath and pushed down, her pussy sinking all the way down as she groaned loudly. 

She sat there on top of me for a moment, my cock embedded deeply into her. It felt divine. It felt like the deepest I had gotten into her cunt. My cock head was straining with the pressure of forcing itself through the tight channel. It was so wet, but the opening was quite narrow, especially the last couple of inches. Slowly, Laura started moving her hips, rotating them around. My cock stayed deep inside her, but her pussy walls moved around it, massaging every centimeter of its skin. Laura seemed to like it also, as she was moaning constantly and began rotating at a faster speed.

She began to lift herself up off me a little, sinking back down to full penetration. She lifted up only a couple of inches at first, then slowly increased the distance. She lifted up, or rocked back, perhaps some of each, and as she got comfortable with that, her hips started driving back down harder, shoving my cock into her inner depths with more force. She kept doing this, and gradually built up to where she was able to slide most of my cock out of her cunt, then push back down, driving it all the way down until her cunt was smashed against my pubes. She did this with increasing force, and her groans grew from "ahh, ahh, ahh," on each downstroke, to "AHH, AHH, AHH." 

Then she would stop at full penetration, pushing down hard, grinding our groins together, grinding her clit on me, moaning loudly. She started grinding after every few pumps. By this time I had started pushing back. As she pushed down I would shove my hips upward, meeting her, driving my cock deeper into her, causing a loud yelp when I timed it just right. Her pussy was sloppy wet, and I felt her leaking onto my stomach as each thrust caused a squishy sound.

We both were starting to pound at each other in pure animal lust, harder and harder, straining to release, when I finally felt my cum entering my prick. I couldn't hold it any longer. It shot into her, one strong stream after another, my cock pulsing, pushing at her walls, stretching her pussy wider. I held my hips up off my bed as I climaxed. Laura held still for my first couple of shots, then went back to driving herself back down onto me, as if trying to drive my cock clear through her cunt to the other side. 

When I finished cumming my hips relaxed and my body sank back down to the bed. Laura kept driving at me, now nearly out of control, rotating her hips and pounding down onto my rod with all she had. I knew I had to keep my erection until she could cum, and that was no problem. It showed no signs of softening as I was enjoying the velvety sheath it was sliding in. It didn't take much longer, however, until her groaning became uncontrolled squeals. She was leaning forward, holding herself up by her hands, while her hips were impaling herself on my still hard cock. 

She screamed - yelled - as she slammed her pelvis hard aginst mine. Once. Twice. Three times. She sounded like she was in agony. She held her hips hard against me, moving them around and around, with an "AHHHahhhAHHHahhhAHHHHahhh" coming from deep inside her. Then she stopped. She moved herself up and down a little more, now whimpering like a puppy, and dropped on top of me like a rag doll. My cock twitched and it sent a chill through her causing her to jump and moan. She was now super sensitive. 

We lay like that for what seemed a long tome. She was wet. No, I mean wet, all over, from sweating. She was as limp as a dish rag. She couldn't move or talk. When I asked if she was okay, the third time she managed a sound, but it was nowhere near a word. I just hugged her, enjoying the feeling of her breasts mashed against my chest and my cock still held snugly in her pussy.

After several minutes of laying there on me and not moving, she finally mumbled, "Oh, my God!" She shifted her hips just a little and moaned. She gently lifted them up, then her entire body rolled off me and limply flopped beside me. 

"Shit," she said.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said. "Holy crap. Nothing."

"Are you okay?" I tried again.

"I can't believe how that felt. I love it! Is it like that all the time?"

"I don't think so. That seemed kind of special," i told her.

"Maybe we shouldn't have done it twice in one day. I feel very sore again." She giggled to herself. "Daddy's really going to wonder about me. I couldn't walk right after my first time, and he noticed. I told him I was hurt." She giggled again. "Well, that was true! And it'll be worse after this. But it is sooo worth it."

She changed the subject. "Emily wants you again, but I told her to wait. I wanted you ready for me, and you definitely were!"

"What did Emily say about you losing your virginity?"

"Oh, I didn't tell her," she said.

"What? I thought you told her everything."

"Almost. I thought I wanted to keep this to myself for a while. It just seems personal. Either that or I should take out an ad and tell everyone." she said.

She still was not back to normal. She was in a dreamlike state, post coital they call it. To the extreme. It had been great for me, but I envied her.



Explorations Ch. 08



Author's note: Thanks for all the great feedback and suggestions. A note I received, with some great suggestions, inspired part of this chapter. Thanks for reading.

Part 1

Jessica made her way to the student center to pick up her mail. She had just had lunch with a few of her teammates on the volleyball team and was on her way to her calculus class - an unfortunate prerequisite for graduation. When she got to the wall of small mailboxes she looked through the clear door to see that she had several pieces of mail waiting for her. 

It was always a good day when mail arrived. Perhaps a letter from her brother, professing his desire for her; maybe a letter from her good friend Mary, telling her what she's been up to; or maybe one of them would be a card from a relative, wishing her good luck for the semester.

There were three envelopes. Jessica flipped through each to see if there was anything worth keeping: a telephone bill, an envelope that had no return address, and a letter from her mother. She looked at her watch, stuffed the bill and letter from her mom in her backpack, and opened the mystery envelope.

Inside was an invitation. The heavy stock card was cream colored with a black border and a crimson, cursive-styled typeface. Jessica started to walk to the main academic building for her class as she read. It was an invitation from Jennifer's "sorority" to a party. 

As she sat in her seat for class, her thoughts drifted to the party she had attended at the same house last semester - a glancing kiss on the neck by her friend, the sexual tension of their dance, and the palpable heat from Jen's housemate, Diane. Jessica wasn't sure what their story was, but she was sure she wanted to find out.

After class, Jessica went to the student center and sat on a couch where she could read the letter from her mother. She pulled the plain envelope out of her bag and traced her fingers along the return address.

Two weeks after returning to school from Christmas exodus, Jessica made a weekend trip home. Her goal was to ensure that what had transpired between her and her mother was not a one-time occurrence. That weekend, mother and daughter continued their taboo relationship, as Jessica brought her mother to the heights of orgasmic bliss again and again. Sunday afternoon before she left for campus, Jessica told her mother that she was to refrain from pleasuring herself or from any sexual act until she gave her permission. Jessica wanted to deny her release, bringing her mother to the point where she would do anything for that moment of ecstasy. Jessica knew that her mother could easily "cheat" on her, but she had a feeling that she wanted it this way; that she craved being told what to do; that she would not be satisfied unless her daughter gave her permission to release her building sexual frustration.

Jessica ripped open the envelope and opened the letter:

"Dearest Jessica,

It's been almost three weeks since your visit. I can hardly understand how this has happened. I've had moments of weakness – times when I thought I was crazy. Times when I thought I was a horrible person for letting this happen. Times when I stood under the shower and wanted to touch myself but didn't. I have done as you said. I beg you to let me pleasure myself. Your mommy needs it so badly! I could do it and you'd never know, but I won't do it without your consent.

All my love,

Mom"

As Jessica read the letter, she could hardly contain the broad smile that came to her face. This could not have gone better, she thought. She would call her mother tonight. 

* * * *

After a light dinner, a grueling volleyball practice, and another snack of granola and yogurt to quench her body's need for fuel, Jessica got back to her dorm room where her roommate, Yun was lying on her bed reading. Yun placed the book down and asked Jessica how her day was. After giving a short synopsis of the day's events, Jessica lay on her bed.

"I need to make a phone call," Jessica said as she reached for her cell phone. Seeing the inquisitive look on Yun's face, Jessica answered the question on her mind. "It's someone who's been begging me to give her some attention."

Jessica had told Yun about her sexual appetite and multiple lovers a couple of weeks into their relationship. From the beginning, Yun knew what she was getting into – this was not a normal relationship. For her it was a time of exploration. What she got out of her relationship with Jessica outweighed any jealousy she might feel from time to time. She accepted what Jessica gave her, knowing that it was probably a temporary fling for both of them. In fact, although Jessica was vague about her other relationships, Yun enjoyed hearing about her roommate's conquests. It made for great foreplay listening to the vivid details of Jessica's exploits with her mystery partners. All she knew was that she had a male lover and had recently added another female to the mix. The male lover didn't bother her. Yun herself noticed the attention she was receiving from one of the boys in her computer lab. A result, Yun thought, of her new found confidence and look. A tinge of jealousy did surface when Jessica told her she had another woman she was seeing in her hometown.

Jessica dialed and waited for an answer. "It's me," Jessica said. Yun lay silently listening to the one-sided conversation, trying to discern what the other person was saying. "Yes," Jessica answered, "I got your letter today. Are you busy? Where are you? Go up to your bedroom." Yun realized what Jessica was about to do and was drawn in.

"Tell me what you want. I'm sure you do. What would you do for me if I were there?" Jessica laughed softly. "You dirty little MILF. Take off your clothes…put the phone on speaker and get on the bed in a doggie position. Get down on your elbows and raise your butt up in the air. Hmm…I love it when you're like that – exposed and vulnerable for me. If I were there I would spank that beautiful butt. Why don't you slap your ass…harder, I want to hear it. Again. Again." 

Jessica relaxed her legs, letting her knees fall open, and began touching her breasts through her thin blouse. "Hearing your skin get spanked makes me so hot. I can picture your red flesh. Would you want me to lick it and make it better? Lie on your back and touch your beautiful tits…slap them. Good girl." 

Jessica closed her eyes and began gyrating her body, enjoying her complete domination over the woman. Yun walked over to Jessica's bed and lay by her feet, listening intently. She reached out and touched Jessica's ankle, stroking her soft skin. "Pinch your nipples," Jessica ordered. "Pull them away from your body. That's a good slut." Jessica wanted to feel Yun's tongue on her while she played with her mother; she unbuttoned her jeans. Yun helped her pull them off, revealing her white panties, and noticed the moist cotton covering her slit. 

Jessica pushed her panties to the side, exposing her sex, and she spread the pink lips, nodding to her roommate. A tingling sensation coursed through Yun's body as she kissed her way down Jessica's thigh, tasting her skin on her tongue, getting off on this virtual threesome.

As Yun's tongue grazed her inner thigh, Jessica moaned softly. When she reached her pussy, covering it lightly with her flattened tongue and slowly moved in a small circle, Jessica let out a gasp. "Oh…yes….I'm getting serviced by my roommate. She's so good at it. You should see how cute she is. Her body is so petite; her ass is small and tight, and her tiny pussy can barely take my fingers. Touch yourself. I want to hear you come for me."

Jessica groaned again as Yun became more urgent with her lovemaking, probing her stiffened tongue into Jessica's hole as she rubbed her clit with her thumb. Jessica gave in to her body's needs as she listened to her mother pleasure herself. The combination of her mother's desperate cries hitting her ear, the sound of Yun's moans between her legs, and the sensation of the warm tongue on her sex left her riding a crest of pleasure that fulfilled her need for sexual domination.

"Put a finger in your hole," she said to her mother. "Fuck yourself while you rub your clit." A moment later, she heard her mother take in a sharp breath. 

Yun's mouth was relentless, her tongue dipping steadily into Jessica's pussy, her mouth taking in and sucking on her exposed clit, her hands reaching up to caress her breasts. Jessica felt a stirring deep inside her body begin to build. Her eyes closed, she felt it come closer and closer to the surface. It came like the rising tide – a small crest of water hitting the beach, then a larger one, a larger one – each successive wave exerting more force until the first massive tidal crashed against her, crushing Jessica under its weight. 

"Fuck!" she hissed into the phone. Yun wrapped her arms around Jessica's thighs, pinning her knees to her chest. A second, larger wave crashed the shore and Jessica grunted, clutching the phone in her hand. Her mother was coming on the other end, screaming out her name, as the waves came more quickly now, one after another, each with more weight than the last. Jessica reached down and felt Yun's long hair between her fingers and held her face against her body, coaxing as much as she could out of the girl's tongue. As Jessica heard her mother come down from her orgasm, she felt a final wave approach. Her back arched as she held her breath; her legs instinctively wrapped tightly around Yun's back; her muscles clenched under the strain. A high-pitched scream escaped her lips as her body slammed to the mattress, convulsing under the crushing blow.

Jessica looked down at Yun and smiled. "Good girl," she said into the phone, speaking to both of her lovers. "I've got to go. I'll talk to you soon. Goodnight."

"Baby, that was so amazing," Jessica said as she pulled Yun next her, wrapping her long legs around the girl's small frame. She placed her hands on Yun's face, stroking her hair. The afterglow kept her in a high state of arousal as she looked at the thin, slightly parted lips of her lover. She traced her thumb along the outline of Yun's mouth, feeling the body in her arms quiver at her touch. She felt a need to connect with Yun begin to grow in the pit of her stomach. She leaned in and tickled the edge of Yun's lips with her tongue, softly caressing the upper lip, then moving down, slowly sucking the lower lip into her mouth. She felt more than heard Yun moan as she penetrated her with her tongue, exploring, searching for her lover's tongue and finding it. 

Still locked in a passionate embrace, Jessica rolled Yun onto her back, gently pinning her arms above her head. Reflexively, Yun opened her legs and wrapped them around Jessica's butt, pushing Jessica against her sex with her heels. Continuing to make love to the girl's mouth, Jessica reached down and deftly pulled off Yun's pajama bottoms, exposing her body and grinding her sex against Yun's, savoring the sensation of their clits kissing each other. Jessica released the arms she held in her grip long enough to lift off Yun's shirt, allowing her full access to the body she was crushing under the weight of her desire.

"You're so good to me," Jessica said as she looked down at Yun.

Jessica continued to grind her body against her, each woman moaning into each other's ears with every thrust. Their arms desperately wrapped around the other's neck, their cheeks pressed together in an intimate embrace, the two young women made love. 

As they lay silently, Jessica spooning Yun, her arms holding her close to her body, her face resting gently on Yun's burning cheek, Jessica whispered, "I love you like a little sister." She chuckled. "…a little sister that shares my bed." 

Yun turned around to face her roommate, enveloping Jessica's lower body with her thin legs. Jessica stared at Yun's furrowed brow, trying to read her thoughts as Yun leaned in and kissed her ever so gently on the lips and closed her eyes. Lost inside each other's urgent need to be close to each other, they fell asleep on Jessica's small, twin bed.

* * * *

That Friday, Jessica ran into Diane and Jennifer walking from the cafeteria. She wanted to find out what the party she had been invited to was all about and approached them.

"Hey, Jen," she said as she came from behind them.

"Hey, you remember Diane?" Jen asked.

"Of course. Um…I have a question about this party you invited me to tonight. Do you guys have a minute?"

"Yeah," Jen answered. "We're done for the day."

"So what's this about anyway? I'd like to have some clue before I commit to anything." The three women sat on a bench halfway between the student center and the library.

Jen looked over at Diane for approval. Diane nodded her consent. "Well," Jennifer began, "I guess the best way to describe it is that we explore our sexuality."

"Okay," Jessica said, still confused.

Diane clarified it for Jessica. "I founded the sisterhood to explore the role of dominance and submission in sexual relationships. We try to find girls who we think might be interested, like you, and then invite them to join."

"What exactly would membership entail?" Jessica asked, intrigued but skeptical.

"If accepted as a pledge, or as we call it, a novice, you'd be trained for about three months on how to be a submissive. You would sleep at our house on the weekends when most of the training occurs. By the end, you would be well-versed on how to pleasure the sisters, how to submit to authority, and how to properly take punishment."

Jessica's jaw dropped open in astonishment. 

"Once initiated, you would be subservient to all members your senior and dominant over all members your junior." Diane smiled. "Of course, the first semester or so, you would be the low woman on the totem pole; you would need to be submissive to all six of us and at the mercy of our whims."

"I don't know…" Jessica's voice trailed off.

Jennifer quickly jumped in. "You don't have to make a decision now. You can come tonight and see if it's something you want to do. Trust me, as the lowest member as of right now, I love being dominated by five beautiful women. Plus, I know that eventually I'll be the one on top."

"So, you really have to do whatever the others tell you?" Jessica asked, looking first at Jennifer then Diane.

Diane answered for Jen. "Not exactly. We do have boundaries, rules, and we always utilize a safe word. But, in essence, yes. If I were to tell Jen to reach under her skirt and touch herself right here, she would do it, wouldn't you?"

Jessica looked at her friend. "Yes, Mistress."

"If I were to order you to get on your knees to show how much you're devoted to me, you would, wouldn't you?"

Jessica felt a tingling between her legs.

"Yes, Mistress," Jen answered.

"I knew," Diane said, looking at Jessica, "that you would be open to D/s play not too long after we met. I can read people that way. The question is, are you willing to start on the bottom before reaching the top?"

Jessica thought about that question for a moment. Could she relinquish control of her sex life at this point in her life? If she couldn't, what did that say about her? She thought about her brother and his devotion to her; she thought about Yun, the unexpected lover that she cared for deeply; and she thought about her mother, her ultimate conquest. All of those relationships would have to be suspended. That was something she was not willing to do.

"I can't," Jessica began. "I-I'm not ready. I'm in…I have…" She struggled to find the words. "I'm in a D/s relationship now where I'm the dominant one. As a matter of fact, I have three submissive lovers. I can't commit to this. Perhaps someday, but not now."

Diane was impressed. "Three, huh? How delicious! Are they all females?"

She looked at both of them and answered. "Two women, one man."

Diane took out a piece of paper from her bag and wrote something. "As you know, I'm graduating this May. But, I'm staying in the San Francisco area. This is my cell number. I've had it for years, and I don't plan on changing it." She stood and Jennifer followed suit. "When you're ready, give me a call."

Part 2

One month had passed. It was Saturday night and Jessica and Yun had just returned home from a movie. As they walked back to their dorm, Jessica blurted out, "I need to tell you something. We need to talk when we get back."

Yun was nervous from the tone of Jessica's voice. Does she not want this anymore? Does she not want me anymore? Is she going to finally tell me more about her other lovers?

That night, Jessica lay on her bed with her laptop and wrote her mother an email, asking when she had a free weekend. As she typed, she allowed her mind to drift, thinking about she, Yun, and her mother together. What deviant things can I come up with for the two of them to do? She looked over at Yun who was finishing up a writing assignment. Jessica read over her email then clicked send. She walked over to Yun's desk and asked, "Are you finished? I'd like to talk to you about something important."

Yun closed the application she was using and logged off her computer. She took a deep breath, fearing the worst. "What is it, Jess?"

Jessica held out her hand and led Yun to her bed. "First, I need to tell you why I feel the way I do about you." She paused and then began.

"At first, I was attracted to how innocent you were. In high school I hung out with the popular crowd. All of my friends were partiers and we were all sexually active senior year. When I met you, I was drawn to the fact that you weren't like that. Then, when you told me you were a virgin, it just made me want you even more. But, it was more than that. I like to be in control. I like to dominate my lovers. I don't know how to explain it, but I get off on it. I've been like this for as long as I can remember and definitely since I've been sexually active."

Yun felt closer to Jessica with each word. Jessica was letting her in, confiding in her. She let her continue.

"As our relationship progressed, I became more and more attracted to not just being dominant over you sexually, but I wanted to keep you all to myself. You're the first normal lover I've ever had – it's not just about the power; it's about how I feel about you. You're special to me, Yun. That's why I'm going to tell you everything and hope you won't think I'm an awful human being – I couldn't stand it if you did." Jessica could hardly believe the words streaming out of her mouth. Was she really going to let Yun in on her family secret? Would she think I was a freak? Would she ever want to be with me again? I love her. She needs to know the truth.

"Yun, I'm going to tell you everything…I'm going to tell you everything because I…I love you. I love you, baby. I know it's crazy, but it's the truth." Jessica searched Yun's eyes, looking for something, anything before she continued. She saw an understanding smile in her eyes hidden behind a state of shock.

"I'm going to tell you about my other lovers. I'm going to try and explain why I love to dominate those I love – why it makes me hot to have you submit to me. I just hope you'll give me a chance to explain everything before you pass judgment."

Yun was afraid of what Jessica was about to tell her. She tried to calm herself and listen, allowing Jessica to get off her chest what she'd been bottling up. "Tell me, Jess. You know you can trust me."

Jessica took a deep breath. She proceeded to tell Yun about her first sexual experience with her high school boyfriend, Justin, and how she enjoyed toying with him, making him do what she wanted. She told her how she realized early on that in order for her to fully enjoy sex, there had to be a dominant/submissive relationship, and that she loved being the one in control.




Explorations Ch. 08



She told her about her liaison with Mary, her classmate, and how she conspired to hook her friend up with her brother. She told her how she spied on her brother having sex with his girlfriend, and that the site of her brother's naked body turned her on more than she had ever been.

"Oh my God," Yun gasped. "You were attracted to your brother?"

Jessica felt the one-word answer emanate from her mouth as if in slow motion. "Yes," she answered. "Yun, it was so incredible watching him. His body is so beautiful. His cock…is huge. I found myself masturbating and thinking about his big cock inside me. I couldn't help it."

"What happened next?" Yun asked, stunned.

"I…I seduced my brother." The four words hung in the air and slammed against Yun with a force that left her speechless. "I got him so hot. I made him watch me touch myself…and I got him to masturbate in front of me. Yun, it was incredible. I felt like the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world. I was able to make my own brother so horny that he couldn't help himself. Can you imagine how powerful that is?"

Yun couldn't answer. She was frozen, unable to speak, unable to move. Jessica sat up and took Yun's hands in her own.

Jessica continued, telling Yun how she set up the rendezvous with Mary and her brother. "That's when our mother found us. Right in the middle of it."

Before Yun could say anything, Jessica told her about how she caught her mother staring at Dan out by the pool. "That gave me an idea." She told Yun about the movie she, Mary, and Dan had made and how she sent it to her mother the first day of college.

Upon hearing this, Yun pushed away and sat back from her roommate, her back against the cold wall. "Oh my God, Jessica. I – I don't know what to say. This is way beyond the games we play. You had oral sex with your brother and then sent the proof to your mother! What am I supposed to say to that? It's insane, Jessica. The whole thing is insane!"

Not quite the reaction I was hoping for. What did I expect from her? I know I'm a fucking pervert. But that's not all I am. I didn't make anybody do anything they didn't want to.

Yun was still worked up. "The guy – it's your brother, isn't it?"

Jessica looked away and answered, "Yes."

Yun closed her eyes. She knew the answer to her next question, but she had to hear Jessica say it to believe it. "Whose the other woman?"

"My mother. I used the DVD to weaken her, and this New Year's Eve I seduced her."

Yun felt her whole world collapsing on top of her. Jessica had given her so much; had shown her so much. She knew what she felt for her was real, and amazingly, she knew that Jessica felt the same way. "I don't know what to say," Yun said, deflated and confused. "I need time, Jess." She got up from the bed and got dressed. Getting in her own bed, she slipped under the covers and turned away from Jessica. "Please, just give me time to process all this."

Jessica, for the first time in her life, was helpless. "Okay," she said, and got in bed. "I love you," Jessica said.

Yun closed her eyes and softly replied, "I know."

The next morning when Jessica awoke, the room was empty and Yun's bed already made. She knew that their relationship was in serious jeopardy. She also knew that she had done the right thing. The fact of the matter was that she did love Yun, and to keep this part of her life from her would have torn them apart forever. At least now there's a chance.

That same Sunday morning, Amy sat up in her bed with her laptop. It was almost noon. She opened her email account and saw the note from her daughter. The site of Jessica's name in the address line made her heart skip a beat. She read the email that asked when she would have a free weekend. An idea began to take shape in her head and she smiled.

Part 3 – 24 Hours Earlier

Amy was about to step in the shower when she was startled by the sound of her son's familiar ring tone on her cell phone.

She walked over to her nightstand and answered, "Hi, Dan."

"Hey, mom. I just wanted to let you know I'm stopping by today to pickup a few things."

"Okay," she said as she battled the bats flying around in her stomach. "Did you leave something at Christmas?"

"No," he answered, "I just wanted to get my basketball sneakers and basketball. I'm going to play in an intramural league starting in a couple of weeks. I might bring some laundry if that's alright."

"Of course," she answered. "Are you staying the night?" Please!

"I haven't decided. I'll see how traffic is. I'll probably get on the road in a couple of hours."

"I'll be here," she said. "I'm going out for lunch but I should be back before you get here. See you soon, honey."

"Bye, mom. Love you," he said and hung up.

Amy was going to meet her friend Bridgette for lunch. She was planning on wearing a dress; with her son coming to visit, Amy gave a little more thought into what she was going to wear. After washing her hair, Amy ran her fingers over her legs and decided to shave. Once finished, her hands glided over her smooth skin, bringing a smile to her face. The thought of her son touching them produced a soft moan from her lips. Her hand slipped down her wet body to her pussy, which she had let go untrimmed for a couple of weeks. What the hell. Amy turned off the shower, sat on the edge of the tub, and applied shaving gel. With each stroke of the razor, she felt her arousal heighten. She knew she was really doing this for herself, but when she was finished she ran her fingers over her bare skin and imagined her son touching her.

Amy went over to her walk-in closet, deciding on one of her more casual but stylish dresses. Her eyes settled on her black and white polka dot dress; she called it her "Stepford Wives" dress because the line came out shortly after the movie hit theaters, and resembled those worn by the women in the film. That decided, she went to her dresser and pulled out a black thong and slipped into it; the feel of it against her freshly shaven skin made her feel young and sexy. After drying her hair, Amy put on the dress, wrapping the white tie from the top around her neck, making a small bow. She looked in the mirror and smiled broadly. 

An hour after she returned home from lunch, Dan arrived at the door.

"Hi, Dan. You got here in pretty good time."

Dan dropped his duffle bag to the floor. "Yeah, it was a pretty smooth drive." It took him only a moment to notice how his mom was dressed. "You look nice," he said. Amy noticed he gave her a quick once-over before resting his eyes on hers.

"I had lunch with Bridgette."

"Well, you look beautiful." Dan realized he was gawking and quickly picked up his bag. "Hope you don't mind; I brought a couple loads of laundry."

"Not at all. Why don't we get a load in," Amy said as she led her son to the mudroom off the garage.

When his mother turned around, he caught himself staring - first at the white bow around her long neck, and then trailing down the smooth, bare skin of her exposed back. 

"So," Amy said as she walked, "have you decided if you're staying the night?"

Dan was shaken from his reverie. "What? Oh…uh, I'm not sure yet. I'll see how long it takes to get the laundry done."

"Well at least stay for dinner," Amy said as she took the bag from her son and started loading the laundry.

"Okay," he answered.

"Hey, do you want to order something? I wasn't really planning on cooking today. Maybe Thai, your favorite?" Amy turned to look at Dan as she closed the washer and turned the dial, the machine vibrating as it came to life.

"That sounds good," Dan replied.

It was 5:00 when Amy put the second load of laundry in the dryer as Dan ordered dinner. She was enjoying her time alone with her son, occasionally a naughty thought crossing her mind. She hoped Dan didn't notice her skin flush with each taboo thought.

As he helped his mother get out the plates and silverware, Dan couldn't help but notice how good she looked. The dress perfectly enhanced her figure, the skirt flaring just below her knees. Her legs were tan and toned, the skirt covering enough to allow his mind's eye to wander up her legs, past the knee and up her thigh…

"Dan. Dan," Amy said a little more loudly.

"I'm sorry, mom. Just zoning out for a second." Dan shook his head.

It did not escape Amy where her son was looking while he was daydreaming.

"What do you want to drink?" she asked.

"Iced tea, if you have it," he answered.

Once the food arrived they went to the dining room. As they ate, Dan looked up from time to time, watching his mother place a morsel of food between her full, red lips, and imagining it was something else filling her mouth. He cursed Jessica for opening the floodgates. He certainly always thought his mom was good looking, but it wasn't really until New Year's Eve that he thought of her sexually. He felt his manhood stir in his pants and tried to start up a conversation as they ate, distracting himself from the forbidden thoughts bouncing around his head.

"So how's work? Any business trips coming up?" He took another bite, not looking at his mother directly as he spoke.

"Um, one trip to Portland next month. Other than that, pretty quiet," she answered.

As she took a sip of water, exposing her neck as she tilted her head back, Dan gazed down the deep, curved V of the dress' neckline that left her flawless skin uncovered, but leaving plenty to his imagination. His thoughts wandered to the last time he was home and the night Jessica had him jerk off, thinking about being with an older woman, and fantasizing that the older woman was his own mother. Dan excused himself to go to the restroom.

He closed the bathroom door and leaned on the vanity. "C'mon, dude. Get a grip. She's your mother," he said to himself with an annoyed, whispered tone. He splashed some cold water on his face, took a deep breath, and exhaled loudly.

When he returned to the dining room, the plates were gone and his mother was in the kitchen putting the dishes in the dishwasher. He came up along side her and helped her load the dishwasher. He could smell the faint scent of her perfume, which seemed to travel directly into his bloodstream and down to his loins.

Amy sensed Dan's presence as he walked up to her. Her body responded, as she again felt butterflies in her stomach. She had witnessed first-hand (thanks to Jessica) what her son was capable of, and those thoughts raced through her mind, making her conscious of each beat of her heart.

When they were finished with the dishes, they went to the family room. Amy sat in the easy chair; Dan parked himself on the sofa, facing his mother. As Amy sat, she slowly crossed her legs. This motion was not lost on her son, who, without hiding it, stared and caught a glimpse of her inner thighs. He rested his hands on his lap, hiding the growing member in his pants. Was she just looking at my crotch? Was that a smile I just saw?

"Your laundry should be done in about a half-hour," she said.

"Sounds good," Dan answered. He looked at his watch. "I'll probably head back tonight."

Amy's heart sank. She knew (probably) nothing would happen if he stayed, and she wasn't even sure if she wanted anything to happen. But that didn't mean she didn't want the torture of having her son sleeping just down the hall from her bedroom. She hoped her disappointment didn't show.

Forty minutes later and his laundry packed, Dan walked to the door, turned around, and dropped his back. As his mother walked toward him, carrying a bottled water for the trip, his senses seemed to heighten. He noticed every nuance of her movements: the slight smile on her face and the hint of disappointment in her eyes; the bounce of her heavy breasts with each step; her delicate fingers wrapped loosely around the bottle; and her perfectly shaped calves, accentuated by the heels of her pumps.

Amy dropped the bottle into one of the side pockets of the duffle bag. As she bent over, Dan caught a glimpse of her breasts straining against her dress. When she stood upright, Dan hugged her, placing his hands on his mother's bare back, her skin warm to the touch. He brought her close to him, acutely aware of her body against his – her skin against his fingertips, her breasts crushed against his chest, her arms wrapped around his back, his tortured cock grazing her abdomen.

He stepped back, startled, and tried to gain control of his faculties. "Thanks for dinner and doing my laundry," he said, his voice a little hoarse.

"Your welcome." Amy leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Give me a call if you need anything, okay?"

Dan picked up his bag. "I will." He opened the door and walked to the car, looking back once to see his mother still in the doorway.

Once Dan had pulled out of the driveway, Amy closed the door and settled on the sofa. It was then she noticed how warm her body felt and how moist she was between her legs. Settling on the sofa, she grazed one hand down her body and lifted up her dress with the other, bunching the material around her waist. Positioning herself on the edge of the sofa, Amy rubbed the small triangle of fabric that covered her aroused sex. She exhaled deeply and closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body. Amy freed herself of her panties and placed two fingers in her mouth. She reached down and slowly rubbed her clit in a firm, steady circular motion.

Dan was ten minutes from the house when he realized he forgot the real reason he came home. He swore to himself and turned the car around.

Amy slipped a finger between her outer lips and into her wet hole as she continued to rub her clit with her other hand. She was slowly building a steady tempo that she knew would bring her the satisfaction her wanton needs required. At that moment, she wasn't thinking about her standing order of abstinence from her daughter; all that she could think about was her son's gorgeous body and what she would let him do to her if he were still there. She moaned softly as she felt her heart rate quicken. She pictured her daughter offering her breasts to her mouth and her son burying his cock deep in her cunt when she heard the lock turn in the front door.

Amy felt her body go cold and quickly stood up. Just as the door opened she spotted her panties on the sofa and stuffed them in one of the cracks between the cushions.

She gathered herself and yelled, "Is that you, Dan?"

"Yup. I forgot my basketball and sneakers."

Amy came out to the foyer. "I'll get them; you wait here." 

Dan walked into the kitchen to get a second bottle of water. He passed by the sofa and noticed something sticking out from in between the cushions. He pulled it out and realized with shock he was holding what had to be his mother's panties. Instinctively, he brought it to his face and inhaled deeply. Fuck, was she wearing this today? The panties carried a scent of arousal that was unmistakable. He didn't hear his mother return until he heard her footfalls on the wood floor of the foyer.  

As Amy turned the corner, she saw her son standing in the living room holding something. Oh my God! Her mind raced for an explanation, an excuse, and a way to divert the impending disaster. She decided on humor.

"Well, this is a little embarrassing," Amy said.

Dan felt all of the blood run out of his face…and out of his cock. "I'm sorry, mom. I went to get some more water and I saw something – I didn't know what – in the sofa, and when I realized what it was you were back down the stairs." 

Amy chuckled. You couldn't make this shit up! She held out her hand. Dan handed them over and looked on in disbelief as his mother slipped her panties up her long legs, providing him with a beautiful view of her shapely thighs.

He was still staring at her when Amy said, "Well, are you going to have a seat or are you just going to keep staring at me until you burn a hole through my dress?"

"Sorry," Dan said.

"Look," she said, "don't worry about it. I'm the one who should be embarrassed. It was my thong you found in the sofa." Amy wasn't sure what to say next. "Let's forget it, okay? It's getting late. Why don't you stay the night? You can leave in the morning and be back in plenty of time to do what you need to do for school Monday."

Amy could feel the tension in the room. "I think we could both use a glass of wine. I was going to open a bottle tonight anyway. Why don't you stay, have some wine, and we'll laugh about it," she said, hoping he would agree.

Dan acquiesced and went to the kitchen with his mother. She opened a bottle of Chardonnay she had chilling in the fridge and poured two glasses, handing one to her son. Dan wasted no time in taking a long sip. He took another sip and was already feeling more relaxed.

Amy leaned against the counter. Now what, she thought. She needed some liquid courage and downed half her glass. The warmth of the alcohol spread quickly through her body. "Why don't we go have a seat."

Dan sat in the easy chair, partly because he didn't trust himself to sit next to his mother on the sofa. He was amazed at how her and Jessica looked so much alike. His mother could easily pass for someone in her late twenties, he thought.

Amy followed his eyes down her body, saying nothing. The electricity in the room was palpable, keeping both of them on edge despite the wine. She felt her nipples harden against his gaze. Amy thought about all of the times she had masturbated, thinking of her son. She wanted him so badly, but knew she couldn't do it – or at least shouldn't do it.

They hadn't said a word for over a minute; it might as well have been an hour. Finally, Dan broke the silence. He took another sip, emptying his glass. "I'll get the bottle. You want some more, right?"

"Please," Amy said, downing her own glass.

Dan returned a moment later and stood over her, filling her glass. She imagined for a moment her son filling her cunt with his cock as she stared at the phallic shape filling her vessel.

Searching for something to say and looking for a subject that would entice a response, Amy asked, "So, do you know if Jessica's seeing anyone?"

Dan wasn't sure what to say. He decided to play dumb. "No, I don't think she is."

"Hmm…I think she's been seeing someone for a little while now."

Where is she going with this? "Really? I didn't know," Dan lied. "What's his name?"

Amy was enjoying this. She knew he and Jessica told each other everything, and there was no way he didn't know what she was up to. "Her name, you mean. I don't know. I just know that her and her roommate are close." Amy crossed her legs and took another sip, feeling more confident and defiant with each swallow. "She's something else, isn't she? Boys, girls, it's all the same to her." Amy smiled and looked directly into Dan's eyes. "Like mother, like daughter."

Dan almost choked on his wine. "What!?"

"What? Did you think I never experimented when I was young?"

Dan was at a loss for words. This is unbelievable! "No…I never thought about it."

"Well, before I had you two…let's just say I have some experience."

Dan's interest was peaked. He felt a stirring in his pants as he said, "Care to share, mom?"

Amy was feeling good from the wine, but not enough to divulge all her secrets. "I think I've said enough."

The conversation shifted to more mundane subjects for a while. When Amy finished her second glass, her inhibitions were waning and her wanton needs began to surface again. She felt warm and realized she was still wearing her dress. "I'm going to go change."

Amy returned a few moments later and Dan nearly choked again. His mother was wearing a white tank top that clung tightly to her torso and left little doubt her state of arousal, as her hard nipples pressed against the thin fabric. His eyes traveled down to a pair of pajama shorts that hugged her hips and showed off her beautiful legs and round ass.




Explorations Ch. 08



He was still staring, his mouth ajar, when Amy spoke. "Are you alright, son?"

Dan wiped his eyes trying to clear his head. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just…I'm not sure what's going on?"

Amy shrugged her shoulders. "What do you mean?" She knew exactly what he meant.

Dan gestured with his hand toward the breathtakingly forbidden woman sitting across from him. "You – you look amazing. My head is telling me I should leave now…"

Amy stood and began to walk over to where her son was sitting. He just opened the door; all he needs to do is barge in and I'll give him anything he wants. Being dominated by Jessica was hot; being taken by Dan would be too much to ask for. "And what is your body telling you?"

"You don't want to know," Dan said, concealing his rock hard cock straining against his jeans with his hands.

Amy knew that Dan was vulnerable and ripe for the taking, but she needed him to make the first move. Her fantasy involved him needing her so badly that his desire superseded his sense of right and wrong, and he would force himself on her. 

Dan's manhood continued to ache in his pants and he felt his face burning up under the strain of the sexual tension in the room. His mother stood in front of him, her impossible breasts towering over him, her sex just an arm's reach, daring him.

"Do you know what I was thinking about when I was touching myself earlier?" Amy leaned down, resting her hands on the chair, her breath hot on his lips.

Dan could barely get the word out. "No," he whispered.

"I was thinking about the time I caught you and Jessica with Mary. I imagined I was in Mary's place, taking it from both ends. I couldn't help myself." Amy stood up straight. "I think about it all the time. I think of what you and Jessica have been doing and I want to be mad at you, but instead, I find myself feeling jealous. Does that make me a bad mother?"

Amy stepped back, not waiting for an answer. "I think I shouldn't say anything else. I'm sorry to dump this on you. It's not fair." The lure had been placed. It's up to him now. "I'll be back in a minute." Amy went upstairs to the restroom, leaving him alone.

Dan didn't know what to think. His body knew what it wanted; his mind hadn't caught up yet. What does she want? What do I want? What would Jessica do if she ever found out? He stood up. What his body wanted was painfully obvious. 

His mind drifted to the site of his mother's long legs, her inviting breasts under her cotton shirt, and the revelation of her desires. But is it just a fantasy in her head? A lot of people fantasize about things that are taboo; not many actually want it to happen. He touched himself, his hand stroking the thick shaft under his jeans, and his cock twitched in response. If you go up there, there is no turning back, one way or another.

Amy was at her vanity, washing her hands. When she stood up straight she jumped at the site of someone standing behind her. It was Dan. He had a look on his face she had never seen before. She did not turn around, but looked at him through the mirror.

Dan was the first to speak. "You know about Jessica and I." It was a statement, not a question.

Amy answered anyway. "Yes."

"How does that make you feel?"

Without thinking, she said the first word that came to mind. "Jealous."

"Of whom?" Dan asked with a heavy tone in his voice.

"Both of you," she answered, her heart pounding against her chest so hard she thought she would have a heart attack right there.

Before he could say anything else, Amy asked, "When you were touching yourself New Year's Eve, whom were you thinking about?" 

It was Dan's turn to be surprised. His mouth opened in disbelief.

"Yes," she started, "I watched the two of you that night. When Jessica asked if you wanted an older woman, did you have someone in mind?"

"Not at first. Then I imagined you and Jessica on your knees in front of me. I came so hard thinking about you. I've been thinking about you every night since then."

Amy reflexively let her hands wander to her breasts, caressing them through her tank top. "Why haven't you and Jessica had intercourse?"

Dan thought for a moment, staring into his mother's eyes. "Jessica thinks that's going too far." He smiled. "As if oral sex with a sibling isn't."

"When was the last time you did have sex with someone?" Amy asked, holding her breath.

"Almost six months ago," Dan answered almost immediately.

Amy turned around and leaned on the counter, her legs spread apart, her eyes locked on her son's. "I can give you what Jessica won't." Dan didn't reply but the look in his eyes changed. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Amy continued. "I can satisfy your every need. I'll let you do things to me Jessica hasn't even thought of yet." She paused, gauging his reaction. "All you have to do is want it badly enough to take it."

Dan stepped forward, his desire for his mother welling up inside him, flooding over as his cock pressed against its restraints.

"Yes. Show mommy how much you want it." The look on her son's face was unmistakable. It was the look of a man about to lose control, the look of someone who could not restrain himself any longer.

With a speed that startled her, Dan took a hold of her shoulders and assaulted her mouth with his own, wasting no time in penetrating her with his tongue. She heard herself groan into his mouth as she grasped the edge of the counter to keep her head from spinning. In his need to devour her, he bit her lower lip and she grunted in pain. It only made him punish her lips with more force as he continued to kiss her as if his life depended on it. Amy wrapped her arms weakly around his neck, swooning from his attack. 

As he continued to kiss his mother with a passion that he could not control, nor wanted to, Dan took a hold of the thin fabric of her tank top in his fists.

Amy sensed what her son was about to do and braced herself. In one, violent motion, Dan tore the shirt open, leaving its frayed remnants clinging to her shoulders. 

"Fuck," Amy gasped. Dan's strong hands cupped her right tit as he kissed her neck, Amy gulping for air, suffocated by her son's desire for her.

As he lowered his mouth to her breasts, he hissed, "You like it rough."

Amy pushed his head down and encouraged him to take her into his hot mouth. "I do with you," she gasped, "Bite it," she said.

Dan felt drunk with lust. All that existed was this moment. He lightly bit into her, savoring the feel of her flesh in his mouth, on his tongue, between his teeth. His mother sighed, "Oh God, Dan." 

He flicked his tongue wildly over her hard nipple while taking her other tit in his hand, and without a wasted motion, slapped it hard.

"Oh!" Amy yelled. He did it again, the sting traveling down to her engorged clit and making her knees buckle. This was her dream come true. She needed this more than she could possible imagine.

Taking her other nipple into his mouth and sucking on it hard, Dan reached down and slipped his hand under his mother's shorts. He noticed she wasn't wearing panties.

Amy rested her head on Dan's shoulder as he slipped his middle finger in her gash. His relentless finger pushed up near the top of her wall, finding her g-spot. "Fuck, that feels so good," she said, her head buried in his chest, reeling from his rough treatment. After a several strokes, Dan removed his finger, his mother groaning in protest, and fed it to her.

His cock aching to be released, Dan yanked off his mother's shorts and lifted her onto the vanity countertop. As he unbuckled his belt, Amy frantically rubbed her pussy. "Yes. I want you to use me." As Dan lowered his pants, revealing his thick cock, Amy took in a sharp breath. The moment she had fantasized about was here.

As he looked at his mother, a faint thought crossed his mind. "I don't have protection," he said.

"I'm taking the pill. Fuck me!"

Her ass hanging off the edge of the countertop, Amy lifted her legs and rested them on Dan's shoulders, providing her son full access. Their eyes locked as Dan took a hold of his mother's thighs for leverage and slowly pierced her slit, entering her hot pussy. "Fuck, you're wet," he grunted, continuing to push himself inside his mother body.

Amy was overwhelmed with the feeling of her son's cock stretching her pussy, as tears of joy flowed down her cheeks. Dan pulled out all the way and entered her again, this time going all the way to the hilt, causing a loud gasp to escape Amy's lips. Soon the moment overtook Dan, as he built a steady, hard rhythm, their bodies smacking each other with each powerful thrust. Amy placed her hands on the mirror behind her for support; taking everything her son could give her as he picked up the pace, his eyes closed, grunting like an animal as he fucked her hole. This had nothing to do with love and everything to do with a deep-seated desire to fulfill each other's needs.

"Mom…you feel…so good," Dan said breathlessly as he slammed into her. The moment arrived quicker than expected. He was overcome by the speed and force of his impending explosion. "Mom!"

Amy felt Dan strain against her and knew he was close. Incredibly, he picked up the already torrid pace as he raced to orgasm. "Come inside me! Come inside mommy!" 

Dan yelled out as his thrusting became more erratic. His eyes clamped shut and his mouth opened wide, a tortured and blissful look on his face as he shot his load inside her. Amy yelled out her encouragement as her son filled her womb with his hot cum. His contractions were long and furious, as he held on to her in a vise-like grip until they finally subsided, and he rested his head on her shoulder.

Still panting, Amy lifted her son's head and kissed him fully on the lips. "Good boy," she whispered. "I love you, baby."

"I love you, mom."

After freshening up, they went to Amy's bed where, Dan gave his mother an explosive orgasm as they engaged in a 69. Then, their lust momentarily fulfilled, tenderly made love, allowing themselves to take their time. They finally fell asleep after 2:00, Amy spooning her son as they slept through the night.

The next morning, as Dan went to the shower, Amy grabbed her laptop and checked her email. After reading Jessica's note about visiting, an idea began to form in her mind. An opportunity had arisen and she planned on taking full advantage.

Amy closed the web browser and set her laptop aside. She walked over to her closet and found what she was looking for. Keeping the closet door ajar, she placed the camcorder in position and turned it on. She then walked toward the bathroom, her body awakening with a burning desire. With each step, she felt her heart pound in her chest, and her pussy throb with an urgent need. It's time to give my dear daughter a taste of her own medicine.

As she opened the door, a wave of hot steam wafted over her naked and aroused body. He did not notice her as he applied shaving cream to his face. Amy stared at the naked form in front of her – the broad shoulders, muscular back, and tight butt – a perfect specimen of a man in his prime. She watched him prepare to shave, droplets of water cascading down his naked body, and walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his broad chest, crushing her breasts against his hot skin.

He stopped what he was doing and reached around, cupping her round ass and pressing her body against him, relishing the feeling of their skin touching.

"Mmmm," he cooed, "I was hoping you were awake."

She kissed his shoulders, tasting his flesh and wishing she could devour him completely. "I'm awake. Why don't you do that later. You don't need to leave quite yet, do you?"

He took the hand towel from the sink and wiped his face clean. He then turned to face her, his semi-erect cock pressing against her. The feel of her soft skin against him sent blood rushing to his manhood. "I don't need to be back until tomorrow morning, but I should leave tonight. That still gives us some time."

"Good," Amy said. "Why don't you come back to bed? I have a surprise for you."

Dan effortlessly picked her up in his arms and brought her into the bedroom, laying her on the bed. He fell on top of her and leaned in, urgently kissing her full lips. 

After a few moments, Amy pushed him off of her and spread her legs wide, hooking her arms under her knees to give him full access. "Show mommy how much you love her," she said, looking first at him, and then as he dove in for her pink pussy, over to the hidden camera.



Explorations Ch. 09



Saturday evening, after Laura's dad went out, we gathered at her house. Laura and I, as well as Emily, Brianna, and Johnny. It was a little strange at first. We all knew the five of us had gathered there because of the last time we were together, when we had quite a sexual experience. Knowing that, we still seemed very tentative to get things started. 

I got things going in the right direction when I came up behind Brianna. Wrapping my arms around her, I leaned my head into hers, smelling her long dark hair. My arms rose up until my hands held her full breasts in my palms. Oh, those wonderful, big breasts. Feeling those while nuzzling her neck quickly got my penis hardening, and I pressed it into her ass. She pushed back into me, and her head rolled back enjoyed the sensations.

"If we're going to start this, we should go into the living room," Laura said. 

"Don't we want to start this?" I asked.

"Absolutely," she said, smiling while taking my hand and leading me into the other room. The others were close behind.

Laura unbuttoned her blouse on the way and slipped it off her shoulders. Seeing her standing there in her black, lacy bra got everyone started, and soon we were all stripping down. We settled on the floor in a sort of group, our hands running tentatively over each other's bodies. Mostly genitals. 

Laura had a firm hold of my erection, and leaned over to whisper in my ear. 

"Fuck me," she whispered.

I looked at her in shock, and she nodded.

"Here? In front of everyone?" I asked.

She nodded, smiling up at me. "I'm feeling really horny. Especially thinking of doing it here in front of them."

"Okay," I agreed anxiously. "Where?"

She nodded toward the couch. "There. Doggy style."

I thought I was about to shoot my load at the thought. My mind fought against itself - racing at imagining this happening, and at the same time trying to get myself to calm down.

Laura and I left the group and stood by the nearby couch, fondling each other as the others watched, wondering why we separated ourselves. I moved around behind her, still fondling her tits with one hand, the other hand playing with her pussy and sliding around to her ass. Then I moved my hand up onto her back and pushed, causing her to bend over the arm of the couch. My erection naturally pressed into her ass crack as she did this, causing more than one gasp from the others who were watching.

I pushed my penis between her ass checks, letting it slide through to her slit. I pumped my hips forward and back, sliding my prick through her pussy lips. It was getting wet.

"Be careful," Emily said, quietly.

"I lost it a few days ago," Laura answered in a breathy voice.

Emily looked shocked. "Your virginity?" she nearly shouted.

Laura smiled and nodded, quickly. 

"Oh my God," Emily said, still in shock. "Really?"

"Yes," Laura managed to squeak out as an answer.

My erection was very hard by now and quite wet. One of my hands had been squeezing her breast while the other was playing with her clit and the front of her slit. I reached that hand underneath us from behind and guided my prick to her hole. Laura moaned as the head settled at her entrance.

"Oh, yes. Do me!" she instructed.

"Laura," Emily said, still not used to the idea.

"Do me!" Laura insisted, looking directly at Emily, as if to tell her it was okay and to back off.

The other three people had just been staring, giving up their own groping to watch the show. It was just about to get better.

Steadying my rod with my hand, I pushed my hips forward so that it sunk about two inches into her hole. She grunted at the intrusion, Emily and Brianna both groaned, and I moaned as my dick parted Laura's vaginal walls. I held there for just a moment. I didn't pull back, but I stopped the pressure on her pussy. Then I pushed some more, gaining another inch or two. Her pussy was wet, but it was still very tight. I was also careful not to cause her pain, at least no more than necessary.

My dick had a firm hold of her pussy by now, so my hand went back around to her front and I resumed stroking there and flicking her nub. I pulled my hips back this time, and gave a good push into her cunt. I went at least half way in, and it was feeling so warm and moist, my cock surrounded by her slick pressure on all sides. I was really into the feeling, and beginning to lose my concentration. When Laura pushed back on me the next time I pushed in, I pretty well lost my concentration and let my emotions take over.

I pulled out until only the tip of my cock was left in her pussy, then pushed back in, much more forcefully. Laura let out a loud groan, but instead of being hurt she was wanting more. She jerked her hips back, asking for it, and I pumped more into her. After a few more stokes I was in to the hilt, and was sliding smoothly. I began fucking her in long, smooth strokes. She groaned each time I bottomed out inside her.

The others were watching intently as I rammed my cock home, pushing Laura against the couch with each stroke even as she pushed back into me. My dick was gliding easier now, still tight but not straining to force its way through any more. With each stroke came a squishy sound, as well as the slap of my balls swinging against her. 

My fingers were rubbing her clit quickly, her hand holding mine tight against it. My other hand held her breast, pinching and pulling her nipples when I could think of it. I was giving in to my basest desires, forgetting about any precautions. It didn't seem that Laura needed gentle treatment now. She had been fucked several times now, and her body seemed to be asking for more. I plowed into her, knowing that I wasn't going to last much longer.

Her climax caught me by surprise. Her pussy walls tightened and rippled, she let out a loud moan that had built up quickly as if she had been holding it in, and she held her body tight against the couch. I did not stop fucking. I stopped rubbing her clit, but I kept pounding her pussy. I knew I was getting close, but I also knew that my climax was still a couple minutes away. 

Her climax subsided a bit. She began bucking her hips back against me again, now moaning out loud with each thrust, not trying to be quiet. I touched her clit again and she yelled and began throwing her whole body into it. She was trying to fuck me, even though it was difficult to do in her position. I grabbed both of her tits, pulling them and holding on as if they were handles. I pounded as hard as I ever had into her sweet, fresh pussy, and she began grinding her clit into the arm of the couch. Her moaning was continuous and loud, and I let out one each time I drove into the bottom of her love tunnel.

My cock began swelling. I felt the cum begin. Another two thrusts and I exploded, holding my cock as deep into her cunt as I could for each explosion, then pulling back a little to drive into her depths for the next explosion. She was pinned against the couch and liked it, rubbing her crotch into it, letting a loud, long growl out as she orgasmed again. Or perhaps she never got over her first one. I finished pumping my cum into her, then pumped a couple more times as we both began to settle down. We were gasping for air, totally spent, and I collapsed on top of her.

Just as I was regaining my senses, it seemed that Johnny threw Emily onto the other side of the couch. She sat on the seat, her crotch on the edge and her legs splayed wide. Johnny was between her legs, his cock straining towards the wet snatch in front of him. He pulled her ass up toward his ridged member with both hands and tried to align it with her hole. With both his hands holding Emily's ass it was difficult to hit the hole, so she reached down and held his cock, guiding it in. When it penetrated she screamed in pleasure.

Brianne had come over to the couch to hold Laura, comforting her, making sure she was alright. Laura had not moved from laying over the arm. Brianna just held her head while they both watched Johnny and Emily. I had slumped down and was kneeling on the floor, also watching Johnny and Emily.

Johnny had gone full bore into Emily's pussy, and she seemed to like it. They were both groaning with each of his thrusts. After a short while Emily said, "Do it that way," looking over toward Laura. 

I assumed she meant doggie style, like Laura and I had just done, and that must have been it. Johnny withdrew his angry looking cock from Emily's pussy and helped her roll over. She couldn't go too far as she was sitting right beside Brianna. We were all so close to the action. When Emily was done she was leaning over the seat cushion of the couch with her knees on the floor. Johnny knelt on the floor behind her, his cock waving in the air, then pressing into her ass. Emily reached around with one hand and grabbed it, pulling it in to her pussy hole and wiggling her ass to get it to the right spot.

As soon as Johnny felt his cock head at the entrance to her vagina, he pushed in hard again, sinking almost the whole thing into Emily. They both gasped, especially Emily, as he drove in that first long, strong, stroke. He pulled nearly out of her pussy and then back in hard, over and over. He had his hands firmly on Emily's hips, pulling them toward him with each stroke. Emily's hands were flailing about, trying to find something to hold on to as her pussy was being ravished. One hand was trying to get a hold in the crevice of a seat cushion. The other found Brianna, and they held hands, Brianna using her other hand to stroke Emily's arm to comfort her.

But Emily didn't want comfort. Her body was being crushed between the couch and Johnny's body. Her pussy was being abused as he pounded into her hard, over and over. And she was loving it. Her moans and yelps were accompanied by a "Yes!" every few strokes, and her pussy was leaking juices.

Johnny switched to a new gear and began groaning loudly as he neared his orgasm. He yelled when it hit, and pumped a few more times as he released all of his sperm into Emily. He slowed down as he finished, but Emily didn't want to stop. She kept pushing her hips back into him, trying to get her pussy filled with cock, but Johnny seemed spent. He let his cock fall out of the pussy and slumped onto the floor as Emily groaned with displeasure, her soaking vagina now empty.

Emily started whimpering, denied the climax she had been striving for. Brianna reached over and took her into her arms in sympathy. Emily crawled up a little higher on the couch to cuddle in tighter, hugging with one arm and putting the other hand into her crotch, fondling her clit and pussy. Brianna reached down with one hand to Emily's ass and grabbed it, pulling upwards in an attempt to help Emily to get higher on the couch and further into a comfortable position with Brianna. 

Suddenly they stopped their movements and looked into each other's eyes, just for a moment. Emily's hand had been close to Brianna's breast, and now moved over to cup the pendulous tit. Brianna's eyes got wide, and she gave a slight gasp. Her hand on Emily's ass moved slowly around and covered Emily's own hand, still between her legs. Emily turned her hand sideways and pulled it slowly away, leaving Brianna's hand covering Emily's mound. Emily moaned, and pushed on Brianna's tit, mashing it upwards and then pinching the nipple, causing a moan from Brianna. Brianna's hand started moving in Emily's crotch, her whole hand simply massaging the mound.

In Emily's state of horniness, still wanting to cum after getting so close with Johnny, she pushed her pelvis into Brianna's hand hard, stimulating her clit and pussy. Brianna was ready to help as she slid her hand further along Emily's pussy lips and pushed two fingers into her hole. Emily screamed with pleasure and pumped her hips into the hand giving her that pleasure.

As Emily pumped on the fingers in her pussy, her head slid over to Brianna's tit, licking and sucking some of it into her mouth. Her other hand was still playing with the other tit, and Brianna seemed to be getting as turned on as Emily was. They both were now going after each other's bodies, writhing on the couch, not holding back, not noticing the three sets of eyes watching in amazement just inches from them.

Emily now had her other hand in Brianna's snatch, a finger in her hole and her thumb finding her clit. They were both nearly delirious, but it wouldn't last much longer. Emily had a big head start since Johnny had been pounding her pussy so well, and this was quickly bringing on that orgasm that had escaped her. She started pounding her hips down, forcing Brianna's fingers, now three or four of them, deeper into her cunt. Brianna's palm was tight against Emily's mound, rubbing her clit, and Emily was nearing the edge, 

"YES! GOD! YES! FUCK! ME! YES! OH! SHIT! YES!" With every push of her hips, Emily was shouting out something, and she finally exploded with a shrieking orgasm that filled the room. She bounced up and down on Brianna's hand, I'm sure not really aware of what had happened. Eventually she settled, collapsing onto the couch.

No-one said a word. We were all in shock at what we had seen. Shock, and I believe, we were all quite aroused by it as well. My dick had regained a full erection and was waving in the air as my mind tried to recover. Brianna, seeing it there right by her leg, reached down and grabbed it. She reached out and put her other hand around my waist and pulled me to her. She aimed my dick directly at her cunt. I had no choice but to put it in.

I shoved my dick into her hole as she raised her hips well off the couch, and it slid all the way into the depths of her channel. Hitting bottom, she yelped and held her hips high. As I pulled back for another stroke she pulled her hips back down and then back up, meeting my thrust as I bottomed out again. We kept that up as I used my hands to try to balance myself on the seat cushion. I was driving in as hard as I could. This was fucking in the most animalistic way. Our groins drove into each other over and over, no other stimulation happening, just my cock pounding up into her pussy, balls slapping, juices squishing, grunting as we reached total penetration each time.

Emily was still slumped on the couch beside us, but she was awake and watching with great interest. On the other side of us still lay Laura over the arm, but now Johnny was behind her. Evidently recovered, he began banging into her doggie style, just as I had done earlier. Laura seemed almost oblivious to it at first, but as he drove into her she became more animated and began moaning and shoving her hips back to meet his thrusts.

Seeing them fucking almost in our faces was an even greater turn on. Laura's face was sometimes closer to me than was Brianna's, and I was fucking Brianna! As Laura moaned, she did so right into my ear. All of us were moaning and groaning at the incredible experience we were having. Emily now leaned over as if to join us, though she was pretty well done for. She played with Brianna's huge nipples, and grabbed Laura's breast as well, adding to the surreal feeling. And I'm sure it added to the sexual experience of the other two girls.

Brianna was closing in on her climax. Emily had started her, and my dick hoped to finish the job. She started gasping for air and grabbing my hips, pulling me into her cunt further, if possible, and actually slowing me down for a few final pushes as her orgasm exploded inside her. My dick could feel the extra lubrication in her vagina as the walls spasmed around it. 

I had started well after Brianna, and I wasn't about to stop. Since cumming so hard in Laura, I sensed I was going to last longer this time. I kept driving into Brianna. She was not thrusting back as much as she had been doing, but she was still enjoying it. She and Laura were actually kissing. How long had that been going on? Emily had a handful of a breast from each girl and was lightly kissing Brianna's cheek. My orgasm started building quickly.

I was pumping into Brianna now as if I was trying to wreck her vagina. As hard a thrust as I could manage every time. I was on my knees, but otherwise upright, pounding my groin into her crotch, pulling her hips into me. Her hips were over the edge of the couch as I speared into them, legs spread wide, each one pined to the side of the couch. I finally felt the cum in my dick as it swelled, ready for the explosion. It hit, and I spewed into the depths of Brianna's pussy. I don't know how much cum I had left, but my spasms were hard. I drove and held deep into her pussy with each one, grateful for the relief.

At the same time as my orgasm hit, so did Laura's. Yes, Laura's. Johnny had pounded her to another strong climax, and she buried her head into a huddle that the girls had formed. All three of their heads and several arms, all helping each other through this. Laura moaned into the group as Johnny kept pounding her.

When I was spent, I tried collapsing onto Brianna but the three girls were all in a tangle. I slid further down onto the floor, and my head further down onto Brianna. My head was right at her crotch. I had no interest in eating out her pussy, as a fresh load of my cum had just been deposited there. But I did start licking her clit. I batted the nub around with my tongue, and sucked it into my mouth. Laura's moans had subsided, but Brianna's had taken them over as she responded to my assault. It wasn't long before she was panting, breathless, and then she finally gave in to the last orgasm of the night.

Johnny had just finished in Laura's pussy moments before I got Brianna off, and soon we all lay in a tangled heap. Exhausted, sweaty, amazed, satisfied, and perhaps a little confused. Was it possible that this could happen again, or was it the final episode of an amazing but too kinky story? Only time would tell, but I knew that this was an evening that none of us was likely to ever forget.



Explorations Ch. 09



Jessica sat waiting at an outdoor table at the college's café. Three days ago she had revealed to her roommate and lover, Yun, that she was involved in sexual relationships with both her brother and mother. She had said that she didn't want to compartmentalize her life any more and that she wanted Yun to be with her with full knowledge of her sexual history.

It did not go exactly as she had hoped. For the last three days, the two women were polite and made small talk as they went about their daily schedules; but Yun told Jessica that Sunday that she would let her know when she was ready to talk about their future, both immediate and long-term. That morning, Jessica found a note waiting for her on her dresser stating that Yun was ready to talk. She was to meet her at the college café out on the deck.

As Jessica ordered a drink and waited for her roommate to arrive, she tried to figure out herself what she ultimately wanted. She had told Yun that she loved her and she meant it. Jessica also knew that if Yun demanded that Jessica end her relationships with Dan and her mother, that it would be a difficult decision for her. The question she posed to herself was whether she loved her roommate enough to end her other relationships.

Five minutes before the specified time, Jessica spotted Yun walking up the hill toward the café. Her heart skipped a beat. Yun wasn't going to make this easy either way; she looked deliciously alluring in her tennis-styled outfit: a white skirt that hung above the knee, a light blue top that clung to her petite body, and a white, very thin cardigan sweater.

Jessica watched her disappear at the inside entrance of the café and a few moments later walk out onto the deck. She smiled, putting on a brave face, not knowing what the next few minutes would bring. Yun smiled back. "Hi, Jess." She sat down opposite Jessica at the table.

"Hey. How was your day?"

"It was okay," she replied. "How about you?"

Jessica leaned forward, resting her arms on the table, almost reaching for her roommate. "I've been nervous about this all week. I missed you."

Yun reached out and covered Jessica's hands with her own. "I missed you too, but I needed time to think. You really lowered the boom the other night, you know."

"I know," Jessica replied, trying to read Yun's face for a sign.

A waitress came by and took Yun's drink order. Jessica wished she would go away so they could talk. A few moments later, the waitress returned with an iced tea.

"There's something I need to ask you," Yun started.

"Anything," Jessica replied.

"When you said that you loved me, what did you mean?"

Jessica was confused by the question at first. Then, as she thought about it, she understood. She held her roommate's hands as she answered. "I meant that I want our relationship to continue to grow; that I love you like a partner; you're not just a fling to me. I want you to be a part of my life for as long as we can." She paused for a moment, measuring the words as she spoke. "What that means in the long run, I don't know. I do know that you mean more to me than I thought was possible. In the beginning I wasn't looking for a real relationship, I was looking for a lover that I could have fun with; you're much more than that now."

Yun was floored and hopeful. So far, she was hearing exactly what she needed to hear. "Jess, am I someone you could see spending your life with? Isn't that the true test of love? When you think of your future, am I in it?"

Jessica now understood fully what this line of questioning meant. "Yes," she replied. "Who knows what the future holds for us. When we graduate, you may go back to the east coast; I'm probably going to stay in the San Francisco area. But in any relationship, you don't think about four years from now, you think about what feels right and then you deal with the future when it comes. I want you to be in my life for as long as we can. If that's four years or if that's twenty, who knows? I know what I feel for you is real." Jessica was waiting for Yun to give some indication of what she felt. "How do you feel about me?"

Yun had thought about this question for the last three days. She was surprised at the answer she came to when she posed it to herself. "I…want the same thing you do, Jess. I love you. I can't imagine my life without you in it. At first I was curious; that grew into something much more profound. I never thought it would be possible to love another woman like I would a man. I never gave it any thought until I met you. I'm still attracted to men, but what we have is so unique and special to me." Yun moved over so that she sat next to Jessica on the bench. She held Jessica's hands in her lap and looked into her deep, brown eyes. "I love you, Jess. I want to be with you."

Jessica reacted with an overwhelming sense of joy and relief. She hugged Yun, holding her tight to her body. She looked into her eyes and felt an urgent need to kiss her. As their lips drew closer together, Jessica realized they were in public and not the only ones on the deck. She didn't care. Their lips touched in a soft embrace. Jessica could feel every contour of her lover's mouth against her own. She slowly slipped her tongue between Yun's lips and tasted her for what felt like the first time. 

Finally, Yun gently pushed away and said, "But I need to talk to you about your family."

Jessica took a deep breath. Here it comes. "Okay. Why don't we go for a walk and find somewhere a little more private?"

Yun nodded and they walked toward the outer edge of campus where there was a bench under a row of trees. Yun spoke first. "I know that when you told me about them, your intention was for me to join your circle; for the four of us to be lovers. Is that still what you want?"

Jessica had been mulling over this very question for the last few days. She realized that if she had to make a choice, she would choose Yun; her love for her was stronger than her need to dominate her brother and mother. The best possible situation was to have her cake and eat it too; but she knew that was a long shot.

"Only if you were open to it," Jessica replied. "I've come to realize that what I want more than anything is to have you. If you want to explore this other part of my life, I would love it; but I don't need it, if you know what I mean."

Yun was relieved. "Thanks for not pressuring me. The fact is I don't know if I could be a part of that. If you want us to continue our relationship, you need to let me come to a decision in my own time."

Jessica already knew her answer. "If that's what you want." She looked around the secluded area; no one was around as the sun began to set in the sky. "Now show me how much you love me," Jessica said as she gently pushed her roommate to a kneeling position in front of her and scooted forward on the bench, opening her legs, and lifting up her skirt.

Yun, turned on by the thrill of being out in the open and the possibility of getting caught, pushed aside Jessica's panties and reached out for her moist pussy with her tongue.

"Fuck, baby. You know how to make me feel good." Jessica could hear Yun moaning between her legs, which combined with being outside where anyone could pass by, made her want to rip off her lover's clothes and take her right there. She settled for Yun's increasingly expert tongue-lashing doing her pussy just right. "Okay," she gasped breathlessly. "Enough foreplay. Let's get back to our room before I come right here."

* * * *

That Friday, Dan was on his way back to his dorm room when he got a text message from his roommate, Brian. "Your mom showed up a few minutes ago. Wants to take us out to dinner." 

Holy crap! "What is she doing here?"

Dan ran to the dorm and flew up the stairs. When he opened the door, his mother was sitting on his bed; his roommate was standing by the window.

"Hey, mom," Dan said with a slight edge in his voice. "What are you doing here?" He gave her a look that only she would be able to interpret. Are you nuts? This is not a good idea!

Amy stood up and hugged her son, a little longer than comfortable with his roommate right there. "I got off work early and thought it would be fun to come see you and take you out to dinner. Then I met your very nice roommate and thought the three of us could go." She smiled, "You don't have a date tonight, do you?"

Dan was quick to answer. "No, no – it's just I wasn't expecting you, that's all. So, Bri, do you want to hang out with me and my mom?" Please say no.

Brian glanced at Amy, a college guy's MILF fantasy in the flesh. She was still in her business suit from work – a white button-down blouse that was form-fitting and a black pencil skirt that hugged her curves. The black stilettos she wore showed off her long, toned legs. He looked over at Dan and said, "Uh, yeah. I don't have any plans."

"It's settled then," Amy said. "I just need to freshen up. Is there a woman's room on this floor?"

Brian quickly answered, "No, up one floor, Mrs. Tanner."

"Thank you, Brian. I'll be back in a minute," Amy replied as she sauntered out of the room.

Once she was gone, Brian said, "Jesus, man. Don't take this the wrong way, but your mom is hot."

I know, dumbass. Why do you think I'm fucking her? "C'mon Bri," Dan said, trying to dismiss the obvious. "She's my mother! Try to keep it under control, will ya?"

"Don't worry, dude. I was just making an observation."

Amy drove the three of them in her Ford Explorer to a restaurant not far from campus. She asked for a corner booth, and fifteen minutes later, they were brought to their table. Brian sat on one side and Amy steered Dan toward the opposite side of the table. "Sit here next to your mom," Amy said.

Dan was a little leery, but didn't want to make a fuss. He scooted in first, his mother sitting next to him on the outside. After ordering drinks, Amy placed her hand on Dan's thigh, feeling his muscular leg. She felt Dan tighten up as he gave her a look that said what the hell are you doing?

After the waiter brought their drinks and took their orders, Amy ran her hand up Dan's inner thigh, looking for his manhood and finding it. Despite his consternation, she could feel how hard he was as the thick shaft rested against his leg.

Dan grabbed his glass of water and took three big gulps. God, she is going to kill me. We're going to get caught and I'm going to be fucked. This can't be happening. And why the fuck am I so turned on?

Amy wrapped her fingers around the shaft and lightly squeezed in a slow, steady rhythm. Dan cleared his throat, but Amy ignored him. She knew he was turned on; that was obvious, and that was all the encouragement she needed.

"Dan never told me he had such a handsome and charming roommate. Do you have a girlfriend or are you bachelor like my son?" Amy squeezed a little harder and Dan covered her hand with his. He wanted to pull her hand away from him, but when she started to slowly stroke his shaft, he left his hand in place.

Brian was taken aback by the question. "Uh, no, not really. Not seeing anyone in particular. I've been on a few dates but nothing serious." Brian blurted out before he thought about what he was saying, "I bet you don't have problems dating." What the fuck did I just say!?

"How sweet of you to say that. Actually, I am kind of seeing someone. Dan knows about him, don't you, son." Dan nodded incredulously.

Brian was interested in finding out more about the lucky guy. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you meet?"

Dan stared at his friend and gave him a disapproving look.

Amy smiled, "Oh, I don't mind. Actually our first date was Saturday. It wasn't really a date. He's someone I already knew very well from the neighborhood. It was just one of those things where we were hanging out and one thing led to another. Anyway, we'll see what happens. He's a little younger than most of the guys I've gone out with. Actually, he's not much older than you," she said with a mischievous smile. Dan cleared his throat again.

The waiter came with the food and Amy released Dan from her grip. 

"Alright," Dan said, "can we change the topic from my mother's dating habits, please."

This was his worst nightmare and hottest fantasy all at once. He was on the verge of either scolding his mother for being so reckless or taking her to the restroom and fucking her brains out.

"Alright, son." She leaned across the table, speaking to Brian. "He gets embarrassed by his mother sometimes. But he loves me, don't you?" She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Of course, mom. Let's just keep your love life off the table; Brian doesn't want to hear about it, do you?"

Are you kidding? Of course I do. "It's alright by me. But," he spoke to Amy, "before Dan blows a gasket, I'll lay off the dating questions. Feel free to tell me all about it later, Mrs. Tanner," he said with a smile and only half-jokingly.

After they finished dinner, Amy went to the restroom. She walked into a stall and slipped off her panties, quickly touching herself, surprised at how wet she was. Since seducing her son, she had slowly felt her confidence grow with each passing day. She hadn't felt like this since she was in her twenties. After washing her hands, she took her panties and balled them up in her hand, then walked back to the table where there was coffee waiting.

As she slid into the booth she placed her panties in Dan's lap and smiled. "So, any plans tonight?"

Dan looked down in his lap and turned bright red. "No, no plans." he said.

"Well, I'll just get the check and I'll get you boys back anyway."

Dan deftly took the panties in his hand and slipped them into his pocket. He looked over at his mom and shook his head in disbelief. She is going to be the end of me.

They pulled up to the dorm when Amy said, "I'd like to talk to Dan for a few minutes if you don't mind."

"No, not at all," Brian replied. "See you in a few, bro."

Dan nodded, and when Brian was inside, turned to his mother. "Are you crazy?"

Amy put the car in drive and found a parking spot not far from the dorm. "Are you telling me you weren't happy to see me? It sure felt like you were." She reached over and grabbed his cock; it slowly grew to its full girth. "See, you are happy I stopped by. I was just having a little fun. Just relax," she said. "I think I want my dessert now," she said with a smile. "Why don't you climb in back where we'll have more room."

"You're out of your mind," Dan said, but wasted no time in climbing into the back seat. 

Amy pushed the passenger seat forward and kneeled on the floor in front of her son. Unbuckling his belt, she pulled Dan's jeans off and kissed her way up his leg to the bulge in his boxer briefs. "I've been craving this cock all week." She covered the shaft with her mouth and blew hot air on it, causing Dan to moan. "This is the real reason I came up to visit. I needed to feel your cock down my throat," Amy said.

"I have no problem with that," Dan said, pulling his mother's hair back in a ponytail.

Amy wrapped the shaft around her lips. "Why did I wait so long for this?" Amy pulled his briefs off and Dan's thick cock sprang straight up, inches from Amy's face.

"Your so big for me. You going to make me take it? You going to make mommy gag on your big fucking dick?"

Dan ached to be inside his mother's mouth; she was making him so horny, his cock twitched with each word she spoke. He watched as his mother licked agonizingly slow up the length of the shaft.

"You taste so good, baby," Amy said, and kissed his inner thighs before licking up the shaft again, his manhood pulsing with each heartbeat.

Amy spit on his cock, causing Dan to take in a sharp breath, then wrapped her hand around the shaft, slowly stroking him. "Make me take it, Dan. Make mommy take your cock."

Dan was delirious with need and didn't need much encouragement. Amy opened her mouth inches from the engorged head as Dan pushed her down on him, Amy effortlessly taking him all the way down to the base.

"Fuck," Dan hissed.

He lifted her off, pulling her by the ponytail as she stroked the head, teasing her son. She poised her lips over him, flicking her tongue along the underside of the head, and again and deep-throated his cock, staying down as Dan fucked her face. Amy hooked her arms around his legs for support as she took control, fucking her throat.

Dan loved the gagging sound his mom made as he punished her throat. He grunted with each downward thrust, savoring the feel of her hot mouth.

She pulled off his throbbing manhood, gasping for air. "I love the way you fuck my mouth, baby," she said as she pulled Dan forward on the seat and stroked his cock and sucked on his balls.

"God, that feels so good, mom," Dan groaned.

Still slowly working her hand up and down his shaft, Amy wrapped her index finger and thumb around his balls, making them protrude from his body, then took them both in her mouth, quickly running her tongue over them as she sucked hard, causing Dan to clench his fist tangled in her long hair.

"You like that, don't you?"

"Fuck, yeah. It feels amazing."

Amy released him momentarily and said, "Want to know why your father married me – besides my good looks?"

Amy smiled and slowly took his shaft down her throat. As she did, she took hold of his balls and, opening her mouth as wide as she could, licked them as she deep-throated his hard cock.

"Jesus!" Dan yelled, his voice hoarse. Amy clutched Dan's ass, holding her head down as she took his entire length. She held it there until she couldn't take anymore and slowly slid up the shaft, breathing through her nose, and then down again, punishing her mouth, her nose hitting his abdomen. She finally pulled off him, gasping for air.

"Fuck, mom," Dan said, smiling at her.

Amy wasn't finished. She grabbed his legs at the back of his knees and pushed them up to his chest, allowing her full access. Then, as Dan looked on wide-eyed and in amazement, his mother licked her way down his shaft, to his balls, and then rimmed his ass with her warm, wet tongue. Dan felt a shiver go up his back as his own mother licked his ass, and then punctured his hole.

Dan had never felt so vulnerable and turned on in his life. He grabbed his legs and held them in place as Amy stroked his cock while licking his puckered hole.

She looked up and saw the ecstasy on her son's face – his eyes clamped shut and his mouth wide open. "You like that, don't you?"

"Feels so good," Dan whispered, barely able to speak.

She smiled and slipped her index finger in her mouth and then, as she took his cock between her lips, gently pushed her finger up his ass.

"Jesus! Oh, fuck," Dan growled.

As Amy bobbed her head on his throbbing cock, she fingered his hole, caressing his prostate. It took only a half-dozen thrusts before Dan felt a tingling sensation in his fingers and toes and his cock pulse inside his mother's mouth. He clutched at the seat and twisted his body as he felt the first wave hit him. Dan yelled out as he felt each and every powerful convulsion, his muscles clenched around his mother's finger as line after line of his seed shot down her throat. He yelled out again as another wave of convulsions racked his body and his cock twitched between his mother's lips, coaxing every last drop out of him.

When he was finally finished, Amy slowly released him and licked the remaining drops of cum from the head of his aching cock. "That's my good boy," Amy said, kissing his softening member and falling back against the passenger seat in exhaustion

Part 2

As Amy drove home, her thoughts drifted to her daughter and the email she had sent. She decided she would reply tonight and set her plan in motion to gain dominance over her daughter. Seducing her son had awoken a side of her that had lay dormant since she was married. She had enjoyed submitting to Jessica but recent developments made her realize she had to reassert herself as the head of the household. The video she made would help make it happen; it would let her daughter know that she didn't answer to her and that she was willing to do what she wasn't – namely give Dan what he's wanted all along. Although she liked being a slut for Dan, she knew she was in control of the relationship; Jessica would need to acquiesce and follow suit if she wanted to continue having a sexual relationship with her. That night, Amy wrote her daughter and told her she was free the following weekend; she asked her to come alone, and that she would be happy to host her roommate next time, but she needed to talk with her in private. 




Explorations Ch. 09



The next day, Yun woke up to find Jessica at her computer. "What are you doing, honey?"

Jessica turned to face her. "Mom wrote me back. She wants me to go home next weekend; there's something she needs to talk to me about."

"Do you know what it is?"

Jessica thought for a moment. "I'm sure it has to do with our circumstances but what exactly, I don't know."

That Friday, Amy had set everything up for the weekend. If all went according to plan, both Jessica and Dan would be hers – completely.

Jessica arrived that the house around 6:00. Amy heard the car pull into the driveway; she waited until Jessica opened the door then went to meet her.

"Hi, mom," Jessica said, a tingling sensation coming over her when she saw her mother. Damn, she looks hot. Amy was wearing a red cami top, her breasts pressed against the thin material, and a pair of form-fitting low-rise jeans that accentuated her curves.

"Hi, honey," Amy replied. "I'm glad you could make it."

After dinner where neither brought up the subject at hand, Amy suggested they watch a movie.

"Okay," Jessica said, "did you have something in mind?"

"Actually," Amy said, "there's a movie I've been wanting you to see for a little while now."

"Cool," Jessica said as she grabbed a bottle of iced tea from the fridge.

After putting the disc in the DVD player, Amy sat next to Jessica on the sofa. The screen brightened and showed a bedroom. Jessica looked closely, leaning forward in her seat. "Is that –"

Before she could finish her sentence, two figures came into view. Jessica turned to her mother, shocked by what she saw. She turned back to the television as her brother carried her mother to the bed. As he kneeled on the floor, her mother opened her legs for him and said, "Show mommy how much you love her." Her mother then turned and smiled into the camera.

Jessica turned again and looked at her mother in disbelief. "I can't believe…when did this happen?"

"A couple of weeks ago," Amy replied. "It wasn't something I planned. He came over to get something – his basketball stuff I think. We had dinner and he left. Jess, he looked so good, I couldn't help but touch myself as soon as he was out the door. But he came back; he forgot his stuff and was just coming back for it." Amy was talking as fast as she could, trying to explain how it happened. As she talked, her voice rose higher and higher with excitement. "He found the panties I had taken off right here on the sofa. It was a little awkward, but one thing led to another and all of my pent-up desires for him were released in a single moment. Once I decided I had to have him, there was nothing he could do." Amy laughed softly.

Jessica hadn't moved the whole time. In the background, she could hear Dan moaning. She turned to face the TV and saw her mother and brother engaged in a sixty-nine. "Why are you showing me this?" Jessica asked, her head dizzy with questions and from the erotic scene playing out on the screen.

Amy slid closer to Jessica, their legs touching, and caressed her cheek. "I couldn't keep this from you. I wanted you to know. But there's more," she said, and then turned to the television.

Jessica did the same. On the TV screen, her mother was on her hands and knees; Her brother poised behind her. Jessica clenched her jaw, knowing what was to come, wanting to look away, and unable to free herself from the sight of her brother puncturing her mother's pussy with his big cock; the same cock she had fantasized fucking her. Amy groaned with each powerful thrust as Dan grabbed a handful of her hair and pounded her, their bodies slapping together in a steady rhythm that seemed in pace with Jessica's quickening heart. Despite the jealousy coursing through her, she felt her skin flush, and could feel the familiar sensations of arousal between her legs. Her eyes widened as she watched her brother pour lube down her mother's body and slowly pierce her ass with his thick shaft.

"He filled me so good," Amy said, her hands squeezing her breasts through the think fabric of her cami. "Your brother is very talented. I told him he had no restrictions; he could do me however he wanted." 

Despite herself, Jessica let her hand wander up her skirt. She couldn't help it. Watching her brother ravish their mother was too much for her to bear. Jessica felt the heat and moistness of her pussy under the lace of her panties.

Amy looked over at her daughter who was glued to the TV, her hand buried in her crotch. Just as I thought. The little nympho can't get enough of it. "Do you like watching mommy take it up the ass?"

Jessica stopped what she was doing for a moment, pulled from her reverie. "Yes," she said weakly as she slipped her hand under her wet panties.

"This is the best part," Amy said, motioning to the TV.

Jessica watched as Dan pulled out of her mother's ass and straddled her face. As Amy grabbed his butt and pulled him toward her, he fucked her mouth, grabbing the back of her head and forcing his manhood on her. Jessica picked up her tempo, putting two fingers inside her wet snatch as she watched her brother molest her mother's mouth.

As Jessica banged her throbbing pussy, she watched Dan pull out of her mother's mouth and spray her face with his cum.

"Lay on the floor," Amy said, a stern tone to her voice.

Jessica was in a daze; without a word and without thinking, she did as she was told. Amy slowly removed her jeans and panties, then facing Jessica's feet, lowered herself onto her daughter's mouth. "Lick my ass," Amy said. "Lick my ass just like your brother did the other day." Amy leaned back on her hands and felt Jessica's tongue puncture her asshole. "Fuck," she hissed. "Bury your tongue in my ass." Amy grinded into her daughter, making her take all of her.

Jessica gasped for air, her mother smothering her. As she tongued her puckered hole, Jessica reached around and rubbed her mother's pussy; then buried first one, then two fingers inside.

"Yes. Make me cum on that pretty face."

With all of her strength, Jessica finger-fucked her mother while continuing to eat her ass. This was the moment she had thought about; the moment her mother decided to take charge. She wasn't going to put up a fight. She would obey her mother; submit to her mother. It was the natural order of things and she was willing to do whatever it took to please her so long as her mother would let her come, and perhaps allow Dan to fuck her. She would give in to temptation if given the opportunity; she would commit the ultimate taboo act if her mother would let her.

Amy quickly turned around and ground her pussy on Jessica's tongue. "Oh fuck…oh fuck…just like that, right there!" The rush of sensations came quickly as Amy grabbed Jessica's head and buried her face between her legs. She felt her body give in to its need for release. Amy clamped her eyes shut as her orgasm rocked her body. "Oh God, Jess," she moaned loudly, her body quaking, her legs quivering. Then as quickly as it came, it was over, and Amy fell to the side, spent and satisfied, her body still quivering in her orgasm's wake.

Still on her back, Jessica reached for her pussy. "Mom, please. Please eat my pussy. I need to come so bad."

"No," her mother said. "You denied me once. Now you can suffer." Amy crawled over to her daughter and kissed her softly on the lips. She lingered for a moment, tasting her with her tongue. "I love you. Why don't we get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow I'll let you come."

Frustrated, Jessica smiled slightly. "I had no idea you had it in you," she said.

"As I was telling your brother, there's a lot you two don't know about me."

It was 10:45 by the time they went to bed. Amy settled in and set her alarm. I'm not through with you just yet. Just in case everything had gone according to plan (which it had), Amy had prepared everything before Jessica arrived. She closed her light and waited anxiously, unable to sleep.

Jessica was deep asleep, dreaming of her mother licking her pussy. She began to moan aloud, tossing her head from side to side. It felt incredible. Her heart rate quickened and she began to squirm against the pressure of her mother's tongue. Suddenly she awoke, breathless and still feeling the unyielding tongue lapping at her clit. She tried to get up, but was startled by the restraints on her wrists and ankles. "What the –"

She looked down her body and saw her mother between her wide-open legs, her face buried between her thighs.

"You're finally awake," Amy said, lifting her head and looking up to see Jessica incredulous look.

Jessica pulled on the restraints, not really wanting to break free.

Amy thumbed Jessica's clit as she talked. "I put these under-the-bed restraints in this morning. You like?"

Jessica just looked on in disbelief. When Amy got up on her knees, Jessica's eyes widened and her clit throbbed with anticipation. Amy poured lube on her strap-on and stroked it with two hands. "How long has it been since you've had a good fuck?"

Jessica stared at the dildo in her mother's hands. "I don't know," she said. This is surreal.

"Do you want me to fuck your pretty pussy?" Amy leaned over her daughter as she spoke, the dildo lying across Jessica's belly.

"Yes," Jessica whispered.

Amy leaned down, her lips inches from Jessica's, her hot breath on her mouth. "Beg for it."

"Please, mommy. Please fuck me. I want it so badly."

"Are you going to give yourself to mommy?"

Jessica was feverish with lust. The entire day's events had left her hot and needy, desperate to come. "Yes! Please fuck me!"

Before Jessica could get out the last word, Amy speared her daughter's slit as Jessica grunted like an animal and pulled on the restraints. Amy held still for a few seconds, allowing Jessica to accommodate her size then began to slowly push deeper into her body, eliciting another moan from Jessica's lips. As she set up a steady rhythm, Amy rubbed Jessica's clit.

"Oh my God, that feels good…yes, right there," Jessica said, her eyes fixed on her mother's. The shallow strokes pushed deeper and deeper until their bodies met with each powerful drive, Jessica moaning uncontrollably, her pelvis pushing against her mother.

Amy reached back and released Jessica's ankles, then hooked her arms under Jessica's knees and brought them to her chest, leaning forward and surging deeper and with more force.

Jessica yelled out in orgasmic abandon as her mother continued her assault, punishing her clit with each thrust, taking her, owning her. 

When she was finished, Amy slowed down and finally stopped, her cock still buried in her daughter. She leaned down and kissed her quivering lips, tasting her desire. "Good girl," Amy said as she released her Jessica's wrists. Jessica wrapped her legs around her mother's back, holding her close, still in shock from what had happened.

After a few minutes, Amy removed the device and cuddled up next to her daughter. "I love you, honey," she said, looking into Jessica's eyes.

"I love you, mommy."



Explorations Ch. 10



Jessica Tanner sat in her dorm's parking lot, the car engine still running. The previous evening, she had allowed herself to be seduced by her own mother. Once the dominant in their emerging sexual relationship, Jessica had found herself in the submissive role. As she sat in her car, she tried to wrap her head around what it meant - for her; her relationship with her brother; and their relationship with their mother. What, if any impact would this have on Yun, her lover who had become so much more? 

When Jessica walked through the door, Yun was sitting at her desk. Almost immediately, Yun could see that something was weighing on Jessica's mind. "Is there something wrong?" she asked as she greeted her roommate with a warm hug and kiss. 

"No...I don't know..."

Yun led her to her bed.

"My mom," Jessica began.

Yun could see the conflict in Jessica's eyes. "It's okay," she said, caressing her arm. "Just tell me."

Jessica looked into Yun's beautiful eyes and felt the tension slowly leave her body. They had no secrets now. She took a deep breath. "I completely submitted to her; for the first time in my life, I..."

"Are you okay? How did it feel? To not be in control, I mean," Yun asked, unsure what else to say.

"I...I don't know. In one way, it felt amazingly freeing, especially because it was with my mom; in another way, I felt lost."

Yun felt like she was lost herself. Here she was in the middle of this incredibly complex situation, yet her affection for Jessica seemed to grow with intensity with each revelation. Despite being the strongest person she knew, Jessica was also vulnerable and needed her. 

"It's okay," Yun said, "We'll figure it out."

After finishing their nightly routine, Yun led Jessica to her bed and slowly undressed for her as Jessica watched. She was mesmerized by Yun's tight body. Lifting Jessica's blouse over her head, Yun felt the weight of Jessica's breasts in her hands as she kissed her soft skin, her lover moaning with each kiss. When Jessica was finally naked, she laid back, touching herself, watching Yun with an intensity that made the young girl feel wanted..needed.

Turning off the light, Yun crawled into bed and spooned Jessica from behind. The warmth of Yun's smooth skin against her back coupled with the feel of her bush against her ass, sent an erotic chill down Jessica's spine. She felt Yun's small hands caress her breasts and glide down the side of the body. God, she felt so good, Jessica thought. Yun pulled back from her body just enough to allow her hand access to Jessica's ass.

"I want to make you feel good," Yun whispered in her ear. 

She caressed Jessica's round butt, kneading one of the cheeks in her hand. Her fingers slid down the crack, eliciting a moan from Jessica's lips.

"You always make me feel good," she whispered, as her fingers glided over Jessica's puckered hole until they reached their destination, "tonight, let me take care of you."

Jessica parted her legs slightly to allow Yun access. She was so wet, Yun could have easily shoved four fingers into her cunt. She parted her lips.

"Fuck," Jessica whispered as she felt the cool air hit her pussy..

Yun kissed the back of Jessica's neck as she began rubbing her clit in a slow, circular motion. This was what she needed, Jessica thought. Yun continued to move at a slow, steady pace as Jessica gyrated her hips.

Jessica felt Yun's hard nipples scrape against her back as she held her tight, her fingers steady on her pussy. "Fuck, baby, I'm so close," Jessica said in a hushed voice, surprised how quickly her orgasm was approaching. She turned her head to meet Yun's lips, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths, probing, searching. Yun held her tight to her body as she continued her relentless rhythm. "Oh, my God; oh, my God; oh my fucking God!...Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhh," Jessica whined.

Yun, sensing the weight of Jessica's orgasm, increased her pace.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Jessica hissed in a hoarse voice as she bucked violently in Yun's arms.

Jessica lost control of herself as she reached back to hold Yun's body close to hers with one hand while squeezing the bed sheet in a fist with the other. The waves of pleasure just kept coming as she closed her eyes to keep the room from spinning. There was a slight reprieve before another set of convulsions hit her. Yun slipped a couple of fingers inside Jessica's wet hole as her lover quickly came again.

"God damn!...Fuck!" Jessica felt another wave approach, and for a second she wondered if she could take any more.

Yun held her close as her breathing became more shallow, her squeals higher in pitch as her orgasms rolled one into another. She was banging Jessica's pussy with her two middle fingers, the palm of her hand hitting her clit again and again as Jessica came, her body shuddering in Yun's arms. Finally, Jessica couldn't take any more and slowly pulled Yun's fingers from her pussy. She turned around and wrapped her arms and legs around Yun's petite frame.

"Thank you, baby," she said, kissing her deeply. "I love you."

"I love you," Yun replied as they drifted to sleep in each other's arms. 

* * * *

Over the next few months, Jessica focused on her relationship with Yun, and as a result kept her distance from her mother and brother, at least emotionally. She emailed her brother, Dan every couple of weeks and her mother a little less frequently. It was a conscious decision to not only dial down the rate of communication with them, but also the subjects she wrote about. She was quite sure her mother could sense this as she limited her topics to those a mother would discuss with her daughter as opposed to a sexual partner. Even though Jessica indulged Dan with the occasional steamy email (she would never be able to resist teasing her brother), she made it clear that she was "working through some stuff" and needed the space emotionally to figure things out. As a result, her relationship with Yun had blossomed; when they talked about the future, they talked about a future together. Yun had grown into a confident, young woman able to stand on her own, which made it all the hotter when she submitted to Jessica in the bedroom.

However, deep down Jessica remained conflicted about her relationship with her mother, and more broadly, about the emotions she felt when she submitted to her. Could she learn to be submissive to her mother while dominant over her brother and Yun? Why did it feel so good to submit when she knew she loved to be in the dominant position? Jessica needed to talk to someone about this, but who? That was when she thought of Diane, the woman she had met at the "sorority" party. She needed to talk to someone who understood what she was going through. Jessica had felt a connection with Diane; perhaps she could help. She called and left a cryptic voicemail. Diane called back and they decided to meet.

The next day after lunch, Jessica went to the agreed upon location - a bench outside the library. It was a beautiful, spring day with a slight breeze and the smell of blooming flowers in the air. A few minutes after Jessica had sat down, Diane came out of the library and walked over to where she was sitting.

Jessica stood as the young woman approached and offered her hand. "Hey, thanks for meeting me."

Diane took her hand and squeezed warmly, a wide smile on her face. "I was happy to get your message," she replied. "You said you needed some advice; is there something wrong?"

Jessica had been thinking about how much to tell Diane - who, for all intents and purposes - was a stranger. But, for some reason she felt she could trust her. She wouldn't tell her the whole story - that would be a bridge too far - but she did feel she was safe to open up to Diane.

"I'd like your advice," she began. "Remember when I said I was in a relationship with three people - an older woman, and a guy and girl my age?"

"Yes, of course," Diane replied, unsure where this was going.

"Well, something happened a few months ago when I was home for the holidays. When I was with the older woman, she...I allowed her to...be in control. Except it wasn't something I wanted; I just allowed it to happen without warning and I don't know why."

"Did you enjoy it?" Diane asked, intrigued.

Jessica looked up into the sky as if searching for the right answer. "At the time I was confused. Then as she told me what to do, making me...do things, I surrendered to her. It was a little scary to not be the one in charge, but it was also incredibly freeing...to let someone else be in charge of my pleasure." She leaned forward and whispered in a low voice. "I came so hard that night; it was like the first time I took a dominant role - it was amazing, just in a different way. The next morning I was so confused and I kind of have been ever since."

"Have you been with this woman since that night?"

Jessica shook her head. "I've only been with my girlfriend here."

"How are things with her?"

Jessica smiled in response. "Wonderful. She is submissive to me in bed but she is an independent, intelligent woman. I couldn't be happier with where our relationship is...the problem is that outside of that, I'm not sure who I am, sexually I mean. I feel like I need to learn how to be a true dominant, but I also can't shake the feeling I had when I wasn't in control. There's so much I don't know about the lifestyle, about myself, about what I truly want."

Diane had been listening with great interest. Jessica was truly remarkable in every way - passionate, intelligent, and gorgeous. Perhaps she could help this girl...and herself.

"I have an idea," Diane said. "After graduation, I'm staying in town. I just bought a house - my family is loaded - and I'm moving in next month. One thing that I've discovered over the last couple years with my sisterhood is that I love living the D/s lifestyle. I've been thinking of finding someone to live with me, as my submissive." Diane let the sentence hang in the air as she read Jessica's eyes. "Stay with me this summer. I'll train you. You'll learn something about yourself that you can then take to your relationships when the summer's over."

Jessica listened in stunned silence. Could she go through with it? Would Yun understand? Her mom? Ever since she had met Diane that night at the party, she wondered what it would be like to surrender to her; there was something magnetic, intoxicating about her.

Diane could see the apprehension on Jessica's face. "I know it's a lot to think about. It would just be for the summer. You could get a job in the area. I'll be expanding my business from home as soon as I graduate anyways. Think about it, talk it over with your girlfriend, and call me," Diane stood, "when you're ready to talk."

Jessica remained seated at the table lost in thought. She closed her eyes and tried to figure out what she wanted. Coming to a decision, she got up and went back to her dorm room to wait for Yun to return from class.

* * * *

Almost everything was packed in boxes that were stacked to one side of the dorm room. The last of the final exams had been taken earlier that afternoon; all that was left was to say goodbye for the summer. After dinner in town and a walk around campus in the warm spring air, Yun and Jessica returned to their dorm.

The sexual tension between the two young women was palpable. They hadn't had sex the last four nights as they engaged instead in an orgy of all-night studying, exams, and afternoon naps. All through dinner, Jessica fantasized about what she was going to do to Yun (and what she wanted Yun to do to her). As soon as they reached the car in the restaurant parking lot, Jessica gently pushed Yun back against the car door and kissed her with a passion that took even Jessica by surprise.

"I've been wanting to do that all night," Jessica said as their foreheads touched.

A middle-aged couple walked by and stared, causing Jessica and Yun to chuckle. Feeling mischievous, Jessica pulled Yun to her for another kiss as she watched them pass by, their eyes never straying.

"Let's go," Jessica whispered, "I can't wait anymore."

As Jessica pulled the car out of the parking lot, she said, "Take off your panties and touch yourself."

Without hesitation, Yun hiked up her long, flowing skirt and pulled off her pink panties, handing them to her lover. As Yun began to touch herself, Jessica inhaled deeply.

"Fuck, I love your scent. Don't come," Jessica ordered, "I want to take care of you myself."

Yun kept her eyes on Jessica as she let her fingers caress her inner thighs, slowly making their way to her sex, which was already tingling in anticipation. She slowly circled her clit as she attempted to keep her heightened state of arousal at the edge, but not over it.

Jessica glanced over when they reached a stoplight. "Baby, that's so hot," she said as she reached over and caressed the side of Yun's face. Yun was seconds from coming when they reached their dorm. She reluctantly pulled her skirt over her exposed pussy and followed Jessica upstairs.

As soon as they were inside their room, Jessica pushed Yun against the door and kissed her, sucking her tongue between her lips. "You were so good, baby," Jessica whispered. "I know you wanted to come."

"Yes," Yun gasped as Jessica kissed, licked, and nibbled on her neck.

"I won't make you wait any longer," Jessica said as she pulled Yun's skirt to her ankles and kneeled in front of her.

Yun leaned back against the door as Jessica licked and sucked on her outer lips. She shuddered as Jessica's mouth covered her aroused clit; she let out a cry when Jessica's tongue circled her in a steady rhythm that seemed to be in time with her heartbeat. She felt a tingling sensation in her toes and fingers as her breaths became deeper and more erratic, her muscles tensing as her orgasm approached. Jessica grabbed her ass and put Yun's legs on her shoulders, supporting her weight as she lifted Yun's feet off the ground. Placing her hands on the two chest drawers that were on either side of the door for support, Yun felt the last of her resolve melt away as her mind and body became one in an explosion of sensations. Not able to hold it in, she moaned loudly, knowing full well their neighbors would hear her.

Jessica licked her way up Yun's body, removing the remainder of her clothing as they kissed softly, Yun's body still quivering in post-orgasmic bliss. Stepping back toward their twin beds, which they had been pushed together months earlier, Jessica laid back as Yun followed. Jessica watched silently as her lover removed her skirt and panties, then her blouse and bra. She could see the mixture of love and lust in Yun's eyes as she took Jessica's foot into her hands and planted kisses along the arch, heel, and toes. Yun licked and kissed Jessica's other foot in a gesture of worship that made Jessica feel cherished and loved.

When Yun finally reached her destination, Jessica spread her legs and held them to her chest, giving Yun full access. "Make me come, baby."

Jessica moaned through clenched teeth as Yun licked the length of her sex - from her puckered hole to her swollen clit. She licked again, this time applying a little more pressure.

"Oh!" Jessica moaned.

Another lick.

"Fuck!"

Yun continued her rhythm, trailing her tongue the length of Jessica's sex as she slowly inserted two slender fingers inside while simultaneously flicking her tongue over her clit.

"That feels so good; fuck me," Jessica ordered in a hoarse voice, "fuck me with fingers, baby."

Jessica felt the pressure of Yun's small fingers pushing down in a steady rhythm, just like she taught her to do. God, she loved how Yun made love to her. As she felt Yun suck in her button in a steady rhythm, Jessica could feel her orgasm coming on.

"Faster," she whispered, "I'm so close."

Little moans escaped Yun's mouth as she doubled her efforts, her free hand pinching Jessica's hard nipples as he fucked her lover deep and hard until Jessica screamed in orgasmic abandon. Jessica held Yun as she ground her pussy against her face, riding out one orgasm that quickly led to another.

"Oh, fuck! I'm coming again...shit!"

Yun stayed in Jessica's clit as she writhed in ecstasy. She didn't stop plunging her fingers into Jessica until she finally took hold of Yun's hand and slowly eased her out, Jessica's body shuddering as her pussy released Yun's fingers. Jessica pulled Yun to her and wrapped her arms and legs around her naked body.

"You make me feel so good, baby. I'm going to miss you." She kissed her softly on the lips."

Yun could feel her eyes well up. "You won't forget about me...about us..."

"Shh, of course not." Jessica looked into Yun's eyes. "I love you, but I need to to do this; for me and for us." She kissed her again. "There are things I need to learn about myself before I can truly commit to you and to this life. I think Diane can help me. You understand?"

Yun did understand. She understood that, besides her immediate family, Jessica had become the most important person in her life; she understood that her sexuality - her sexual satisfaction - was tied to her ability to please Jessica; she understood that when she dreamed of her future, Jessica was in it.

She nodded, kissing Jessica fully on the lips, tasting her, devouring her as if she had to save up this kiss for all the kisses they wouldn't have over the coming months. "I understand...and I love you."



Explorations Ch. 11



Part 1

As Jessica pulled up to the two-story townhouse, parking in one of the visitor spaces, she could feel her heart begin to race as a moment of apprehension and panic momentarily overtook her. For the last few days, she wondered if she had perhaps lost her mind. The previous day, she had read and co-signed a contract that, while not legally binding, signed over her body and well-being to Diane, a woman she had met at a college party and who she knew precious little about.

"When you put it like that," Jessica said to herself as she pulled the keys from the ignition.

Deciding to leave her luggage in the trunk for the moment, she grabbed her backpack that had her iPad, phone, the contract, and a few other personal items. This is it, she thought; no going back now. She rang the doorbell and waited. After what seemed an eternity but was in actuality about 30 seconds, the door opened.

"Good afternoon...Mistress," Jessica said hesitantly, for a moment not sure what to say.

Diane, who was wearing a black, short-sleeve top with a diamond-shaped neckline that accentuated her bust, and a red skirt that hugged her curves before flaring out just below the knees, replied with a disarming smile, "Welcome, my pet. Do you have more luggage?"

"Yes...yes, Mistress."

"Leave your bag here and go get it; then I'll show you around."

When Jessica struggled to get her large suitcase through the entrance, Diane made no attempt to help, simply amused watching the girl struggle. When she finally crossed the threshold, Jessica sighed in relief and stretched her arms.

"I'll show you where you can keep your belongings," Diane said as she led the way through the small but well-appointed foyer. Jessica followed her to the left down a hallway to a bedroom that had a metal-framed, full-sized bed, a nightstand, and chest drawers. "You can leave your things in here for now while I give you the tour."

After dropping off her stuff, Jessica followed Diane back out to the foyer, which led to a large, open space. To the right was the living room, which was simply decorated with a love seat, two easy chairs and a wooden coffee table, all oriented on a gas fireplace. Aside from the white shaggy rug centered in the room, the floor was a dark hardwood. Adjacent to the living room area was a small, rectangular dining table that had seating for four people. The kitchen was small but had beautiful wood cabinets and stainless steel appliances. Diane led Jessica up the stairs to the threshold of the master suite.

"This is my bedroom," Diane said. "You are not allowed in here without my permission; understood?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jessica replied.

"Down the hall is another small bedroom that isn't being used at the moment." She turned and went back down the stairs to the hallway near the entrance. "This powder room is for my guests only; that does NOT include you," she said with a slight smile. "Your bathroom is downstairs." She turned on her heels and went to the back of the townhouse where there was a door leading down to the basement.

"The couple I bought this from partially finished the basement," Diane said as she led Jessica down the stairs.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jessica scanned the room. The ceiling had not been finished as there were exposed wooden beams; the walls, however, were finished as far as she could tell. Diane flipped a switch, turning on a couple of lights, which gave Jessica a better view of where she would be sleeping.

"There's your bathroom," Diane said, pointing to a door on the far side of the room.

They turned the corner and Jessica felt her heart in her throat.

"And here's where you'll be sleeping while you're here."

On the tile floor up against a wall was a mattress - not a bed; a mattress. On top of the mattress was a folded set of sheets, a single blanket, and pillow. It was only after seeing her "bedroom" that Jessica noticed some of the other features of the basement. Along the wall opposite her bed was a large chest. Affixed to the wall near the chest were four leather cuffs, which were perfectly positioned to bind a person's wrists and ankles. Near the wall, perpendicular to the chest, was a metal contraption that sent a shiver down her spine. From the device's shape, it seemed to be some type of restraining device that Jessica was sure she would become intimately familiar with in time.

Diane followed the gaze of her new sub's eyes. "I just purchased it last week. I can't wait to try it on you...what do you say?"

Jessica quickly replied, "Thank you, Mistress."

"Before we begin your orientation and training, I need to do a visual inspection. Take off your clothes, fold them neatly, and put them over there on your mattress."

Here we go, Jessica thought. She removed her clothes, slowly at first, then with more urgency as Diane looked at her impatiently.

"You're going to have to learn to move much faster."

"Yes, Mistress; sorry, Mistress."

"Don't apologize," Diane replied, "just hurry up."

Jessica placed her clothes and shoes on the mattress as instructed and moved back to where she had stood previously. It was unnerving to have a woman she barely knew appraise her, almost as if she was a product Diane was considering purchasing. As her new Mistress slowly walked around her in a circle, Jessica could feel the heat of her gaze. Diane circled once, then stopped in front of Jessica.

"You're even more beautiful than I thought," she said with a slight smile.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"When it comes to grooming, I have a few rules: 

1. Your legs and armpits must be shaved at all times.

2. You must always wear makeup unless you're working out or going to sleep. I don't mean to go overboard; just be presentable at all times.

3. Your pussy must be completely shaved. That means as soon as we're done here, I want you to take a shower and shave your little landing strip off."

Jessica felt her nipples harden as her body shivered in response. "Yes, Mistress."

"A few more things:

You will only wear what I tell you to wear. Each night, I'll lay out your clothes. Whether you're staying in or going to work, I will decide what you wear. When you're at home, you will mostly be either naked or in some form of undress. I want to be able to enjoy your beautiful body anytime I want; understood?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. Now grab your toiletries, take a shower, and clean up. When you're done, remain naked and come upstairs to the living room."

Without another word, Diane turned and left, leaving Jessica alone, standing naked in the middle of the basement wondering what she had gotten herself into, and hoping it would be as good as promised.

After retrieving her toiletries, Jessica got into the shower, and after washing, applied some shaving gel to her landing strip. As she carefully swiped away the thin sliver of hair with her razor, she felt an erotic charge coarse through her body. Washing away the remaining gel, Jessica felt her bald pussy for the first time; she truly felt exposed...and she loved it. As she ran her fingers over her skin, she felt a sudden urge to touch herself; but, knowing that Diane would not like that, she decided it would be prudent to wait.

When Jessica went upstairs, Diane was sitting in one of the easy chairs by the fireplace. Seeing Jessica emerge from the basement, Diane stood and walked over to her. Looking down at her bald pussy, she smiled, lightly running her fingers over Jessica's now smooth skin, causing Jessica to shiver in response.

"That's better," Diane said as she came around to Jessica's front. "Now, whenever you come into the house - unless I specifically instruct you otherwise - you will ring the doorbell once to alert me you are here and proceed to the spare bedroom; I will provide you with a key." She pointed down the hall to the room where Jessica had placed her luggage. "You will strip out of your clothes and return to this spot naked (unless I leave out some clothes, which I may from time to time)." Diane pointed to a floor mat that was perpendicular and to the right of the entrance mat. "You will then kneel facing down the hallway." She motioned for Jessica to kneel. "Now, shoulders back, eyes looking forward, and arms folded at the small of your back. Very good. Whenever you kneel, this is how I want you to do it."

Being told what to do, how to move, where to move - it was a little dizzying and impossibly hot. "Yes, Mistress." 

"You will always wait here until I come get you no matter how long it takes."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Stand up," Diane ordered. "When you are standing for any length of time, your default position will be to stand with your feet shoulder-length apart and your arms folded behind your back just like when you're kneeling."

Jessica assumed the position.

"Very good, my pet."

"You seem to have already caught on but I want to make sure you understand: you will refer to me as Mistress or Mistress Diane. If we are with people that are not familiar with our...arrangement, you will refer to me as Ma'am or My Love, if you are so moved."

"Yes, Mistress."

"As far as food goes, for the time being you will assist me with the cooking. But, you will learn my favorite recipes and will cook for the two of us."

"Yes, Mistress."

"You will do all the dishes and will clean the house - from top to bottom - every Sunday."

When she agreed to be Diane's slave, she wasn't kidding, Jessica thought.

"If you do your chores well, you will be rewarded," Diane said, almost in response to Jessica's thoughts. "Now, let's take a look at your clothes and see if there's anything worth wearing."

Over the next 45 minutes, Jessica showed Diane each article of clothing she had brought with her - tops, bottoms, shoes, dresses, underwear - everything. Diane had Jessica model some things for her before a decision was made to store it or keep it. Finally, when her Mistress was satisfied, Jessica was allowed to put on a black lace bra and panties before they returned to the kitchen to make lunch together. With their plates ready, Jessica taking care to notice how Diane liked her tuna salad sandwich prepared, Diane had her carry the plates and glasses of water to the table.

As Jessica sat to Diane's right, her mind flooded with questions that she assumed would be answered in time.

"Are you nervous?" Diane asked, sensing the girl's anxiousness.

"Yes, Mistress."

"It's okay to be nervous. I promised to take care of you as well as train you and I will."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Do you remember your safe word?"

"Kilo."

"And if you are unable to speak?"

"I should quickly shake my head three times."

"If you do that, we will stop whatever we're doing and talk about it. Your first lesson to learn is that submitting to someone in this way - consciously for both party's pleasure - is not about subjugation or diminishing someone; it's about relinquishing control and assuming responsibility. That's how I see it anyways. Do you understand?"

Jessica thought she did but was interested to hear her explain it.

"You have given me the amazing gift of relinquishing control of your body and its pleasure and nourishment...to me," Diane began. "You have entrusted me with your well-being and happiness." She paused to let that sink in then continued. "I have agreed to assume the responsibility of not only training you, but taking care of you - physically and emotionally." Diane reached out to take Jessica's hand. "This is why I think I get so much pleasure from living this lifestyle - the connection between a Dominant and her submissive can be intoxicating, emotional...powerful. That's why you're hear isn't it?"

Jessica had been listening intently, mesmerized by Diane's sultry voice. She broke from her reverie to answer. "Yes, Mistress; it is." 

"I will train you how to be a good submissive, which will give you perspective when you return to your other relationships as a Dominant."

"Thank you, Mistress; I think I understand."

"Good," Diane said as she stood. "Clean up and put the dishes away. When you're done, go downstairs; I'll meet you there."

Jessica complied, clearing the table and washing the dishes. When everything was put away, she slowly made her way down to the basement, not knowing what to expect. When she reached the bottom step, Mistress Diane, who was standing near the large chest at the side of the room, motioned for her come by her side. 

It took only a moment to realize she had displeased her Mistress as a look of disappointment swept across her face.

"Is this how you stand when you're in my presence? Like we're girlfriends hanging out?"

Jessica's heart sank as she corrected her posture, standing upright with her arms folded at the small of her back.

"Too late. Assume the position - that means get on your knees...forearms on the floor...now present that ass."

Jessica did as she was told and stuck her ass in the air, waiting for what was next.

"When mistakes are made, there will be a corresponding punishment; no exceptions." Diane opened the chest, pulled out a medium-sized leather flogger, and brought it down on Jessica's left butt cheek without hesitation. Jessica groaned, squirming against the flash of leather. Diane struck again, this time to the right cheek. "Since this is your first offense, I will be lenient," she said as she brought the leather down again and again.

Jessica had never felt anything like it - a sudden pain followed by a feeling of intense pleasure. Was her pussy actually getting wet from being flogged like a misbehaving animal? She counted the hits in her head, and when she reached ten, it stopped. Jessica felt the heat of Mistress Diane's hand against her hot skin and sighed.

"What a beautiful shade of red your skin turns. I'm going to thoroughly enjoy punishing you," she said with a wicked smile. "Stand up, my pet."

Jessica complied, and learning from the lesson just administered, assumed the proper standing position.

"Very good," Mistress said as she grabbed something from the chest. When Jessica realized what it was, she instinctively bit her lower lip.

"You have such beautiful breasts and large nipples," Mistress Diane said as she caressed Jessica's left tit, holding its weight and grazing her thumb across the sensitive nipple. A moan escaped Jessica's lips as her nipples hardened under her Mistress's touch.

Diane brought one of the nipple clamps up to Jessica's left breast. The clamp had black, rubber tips and a metal ring that was obviously meant to hold something.

"Your nipples are sensitive, aren't they?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jessica said, a slight shudder in her voice.

Without another word, Diane slowly closed the nipple clamps over Jessica's erect nipples - first the left, then the right. Sucking in a sharp breath through her teeth, Jessica regained her composure as she accepted the pain.

"Okay?" Diane asked.

"Yes, Mistress; thank you, Mistress."

"As I'm sure you know from your own experience," Diane began as she walked over to the chest to retrieve more toys, "it's critical to a sub's pleasure to experience its antithesis. Through discomfort and an acceptable amount of pain comes a cathartic experience that can lead to incredible pleasure.

"Yes, Mistress," Jessica replied, her nipples stinging.

"Look up," Diane ordered.

Jessica did and saw a bar hanging from one if the wooden beams that she had not seen previously; at either end of the bar were leather cuffs. Within seconds, Mistress Diane secured Jessica's wrists, her arms above her head, her feet just able to touch the ground to support her weight.

Diane stood back to admire her handiwork. Jessica was tall and athletic with large, firm breasts and a tight, round ass that was going to be a pleasure to break in. Her face was beautiful with flawless skin, large expressive eyes, and full lips. She looked absolutely gorgeous suspended from the rafters. Diane wondered to herself how she got so lucky to have such a sexy, willing partner to play with.

Jessica felt so vulnerable; more than she could ever remember. It was exhilarating to be completely out of control, not knowing what her Mistress had planned, but knowing instinctively, based on what she had observed thus far, that she could trust her. Her nipples ached but she knew Mistress Diane had more in store for her.

"We'll start small," Diane said as she placed a small ball-bearing weight onto each nipple clamp.

Jessica bit her lip in response to the pressure on her nipples, which felt wonderfully erotic; she wondered when that feeling would turn to pain. Mistress retrieved the flogger and proceeded to strike Jessica across her ass, thighs, and the small of her back.

"Oh...oh...uh," Jessica moaned after each deliciously wicked hit. As her skin reddened and grew sore, Jessica felt herself slowly let go, allowing herself to give in and fully experience the sensation of the leather striking her soft skin.

"You're doing so well, my pet," Mistress said.

"Thank you, Mistress," she sighed.

Diane walked behind Jessica so that she was out of view, but she could feel the heat of Diane's body standing close to her.

"Do you like my flogger?" 

Jessica shivered from the whispered voice in her ear.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Let's see," Diane said as she reached around her submissive and felt the wetness between her legs.

Jessica couldn't believe how wet she was as her Mistress effortlessly slipped a finger inside, eliciting an involuntary moan.

"You're enjoying being told what to do? Being disciplined by your Mistress."

"Yes, Mistress," Jessica replied in a hushed voice as Diane slipped her finger out and placed it between her lips.

"Mmmm...you are tasty, aren't you."

Diane retrieved two more weights, and while still standing behind her, reached around Jessica and hooked them onto each nipple clamp."

"Uh," Jessica whimpered as each one was put in place, adding to the weight that was already tugging on her breasts.

Jessica's large, firm tits and hardened nipples strained against the weight, creating a constant pain that caused her to squirm in her restraints. She knew she could take it, but it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

"I think you need a distraction," Diane said as she walked over to where Jessica's clothes were folded.

Grabbing Jessica's panties, she helped Jessica put them on. This confused the submissive until she saw Diane retrieve a small vibrator from her chest of toys. Turning it to its medium setting, Diane placed it inside the panties until it rested snugly against Jessica's clit. 

"Oh, God," Jessica gasped as her knees buckled in response to the vibrations. She'd used vibrators plenty of times but it never felt so intense. 

Before Jessica could truly enjoy the toy, Diane stood in front of her, inches from her face. Jessica could feel her hot breath as she spoke. "I may not have mentioned this earlier because it wasn't relevant, but it is now," she began. "While you are my submissive, you are not allowed to pleasure yourself unless I give you permission. Understood?"

Jessica started to have trouble focusing on Diane's words as the vibrations against her pussy seemed to intensify. "Yes, Mistress," she croaked, closing her eyes in concentration.

"And most importantly, you are not allowed to come without first asking for permission. Coming without permission will be dealt with swiftly and harshly; understood?"

Jessica figured this would be the case, but as the vibrator in her panties relentlessly tortured her clit, she knew she would not be able to hold out for long. She answered in a hoarse voice, "Yes, Mistress."

"Are you close to coming now?"

"Very close," Jessica gasped.

"Not yet, my pet," Diane ordered as she picked up a paddle from her chest and proceeded to spank Jessica's firm, round ass, alternating between cheeks. She loved how her submissive's butt cheeks jiggled with each strike of her instrument. She stopped momentarily and said, "Why don't you count the spanks to help you concentrate."




Explorations Ch. 11



SMACK! Left cheek.

"One," Jessica whispered.

"Louder."

SMACK! Right cheek.

"Two," Jessica said a little louder.

"Two, who?"

"Two, Mistress," Jessica exclaimed, a strain in her voice.

SMACK! Left cheek.

"Three, Mistress."

This continued until the number was twenty (ten per cheek). Jessica's ass felt like it was on fire as her eyes, to her surprise, welled up with tears. When she blinked, they rolled down her face.

"You're being very good," Mistress Diane said in a soothing voice, licking the tears from Jessica's face. "Mmmmm, are you still close to coming?"

"Yes, Mistress, but not as close as before."

"Good. Your ass is very red; it must be quite sore," Diane said as she took hold of the vibrator in Jessica's panties, turned it to high, then replaced it firmly against Jessica's clit.

"Fuck!" Jessica hissed; she knew it wouldn't be long before she would reach the point of no return.

"Don't come without my permission."

"Yes, Mistress," Jessica strained.

Letting herself go, Jessica allowed the sensations she was feeling to overtake her - the weight of the nipple clamps on her breasts, the throbbing heat of her sore ass, and the delicious vibrations on her clit - it all attacked her brain with a million electric shocks as she tried to process what she was feeling; what Mistress Diane was making her feel. Then she sensed it - that feeling in her clit...in the pit of her stomach...in her chest as her breaths became shallow...the prickling in her fingers and toes...the flush in her face - she was going to explode and she didn't think there was anything she could do about it.

"Please, may I come?" she whispered, unable to speak.

"Did you say something; don't make your Mistress strain to hear you."

"Please, Mistress, may I come?" she said in a clear voice.

"I think you can wait a little longer. No, you may not come."

Those were not the words Jessica was expecting or hoping for. She felt panicked as her orgasm was so close she could almost see the precipice. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck...please, may come!...I don't know how much longer I can hold out, Mistress, PLEASE!!" Jessica was begging now, pleading with her. Tears rolled freely down her cheeks as she tried to slow her breathing...in through the nose, out through the mouth.

"That's a good girl," Diane cooed as she came to within inches of Jessica's face. "A good submissive must not only take direction and punishment well, but must know her body intimately. You must learn how to control your body; not let it control you. Only then will you be able to fully experience pleasure like nothing you've experienced before."

As Mistress Diane spoke, it was all Jessica could do to keep her cool and not scream at the top of her lungs to shut up and let her come already! But, as she got her breathing under control, she suddenly realized that she hadn't come - she was dangerously close, riding the crest of a tsunami - but she had staved off her orgasm for the time being.

"You're doing so well for your first day, my pet. I will always reward good behavior." Diane wrapped her left hand around Jessica neck, applying increasing pressure. 

Jessica could feel the massive wave of her orgasm approaching. Again her extremities tingled; her breath quickened; her pussy ached for release. "Mistress, I'm so close! Please, Mistress! I'll do anything! PLEASE may I come! Please may I COME!! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The pressure on her throat increased as her orgasm was just moments away. Another few seconds and she would explode, with or without permission. 

That's when Diane released Jessica's right nipple from the clamp. Jessica's knees buckled from the sensation of blood rushing back in and she screamed out in agony. Diane watched her submissive's eyes closely, searching for any true sign that she had had enough; there was no such sign.

"PLEASE, MAY COME!"she croaked.

Diane release the other nipple, and still holding Jessica by the neck, took first the right then the left nipple into her mouth, lightly sucking and flicking her tongue across Jessica's tortured tits.

"You may come," she said softly as she squeezed and sucked.

Jessica allowed her breathing to quicken now as she moaned with each exhale, louder and louder. "Ugh, ugh, ah, AH, AAHHHHHH! FUUUUUUCK!!!" Jessica felt Diane release her neck then wrap her arms around her, holding her tight to her voluptuous body. Her convulsions were unlike anything she'd ever experienced - the most mind-numbing clitoral orgasm she'd ever had. Her body continued to convulse uncontrollably as the waves crashed over her body with increasing intensity, Jessica screaming out in ecstasy. She thought she could hear her Mistress whispering something in her ear. She tried to focus on the sound of her voice, all while experiencing the most earth-shattering orgasms that seemed to be compounding on themselves.

"I made you feel this way...you belong to me now..."

Part 2

"Jessica...Jessica."

Her eyes fluttered open, and it took her a moment to get her bearings. Jessica was lying on her back, presumably on her mattress. Her ankles and wrists were tied together. Mistress Diane was sitting in a black, modern looking chair against the far wall, now wearing red, lace bra and panties. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her long legs were crossed. She looked absolutely stunning.

Jessica tried to recollect what had happened. After their afternoon session, she and Diane made dinner together and ate. Diane then released her to the basement while she ran some errands.

"Did I fall asleep?" she asked, wiping her eyes with her bound hands.

"Yes, you did," Diane replied, "it's almost 9 pm, and it's time for your next lesson."

Jessica cleared her throat. "Yes, Mistress."

"You obviously enjoyed your orgasms."

"It was incredible," Jessica replied, "thank you, Mistress."

"Your welcome. Now it's time for you to learn how to service me. Crawl to me; I want to see that beautiful ass in the air and those big tits sway as you come to me."

Jessica got herself on her hands and knees. She made her way slowly - to please her Mistress, but also because she could not go much faster due to her restraints. As she got close, Mistress Diane uncrossed her legs and spread them open. When she arrived at her Mistress's feet, she looked to her for guidance. Incredible, Jessica thought; just a couple of days ago she would have known exactly what to do; now, she waited for her partner to tell her what she wanted.

Diane crossed her right leg over her left. "Sometimes I like to be teased," she said, "My feet are very sensitive; I love having them licked and kissed."

Jessica took her cue and took the stiletto in her bound hands. "May I?" she asked, looking up at her Mistress.

"You may."

Jessica carefully removed the shoe and placed it next to the chair. She brought Diane's foot to her mouth and kissed it. Mistress Diane's skin was incredibly smooth and had a scent of wildflowers. She must have just showered, Jessica thought. Cradling, her Mistress's foot like it was the most precious thing she had ever held, Jessica placed more kisses on the top of the foot, the side, the arch, the heel, and then finally took her toes into her mouth two at a time until she reached the big toe.

"Mmmmm...that's nice," Diane cooed. "Now the other one."

Jessica repeated the sequence - asking for permission to remove the shoe and then kissing and licking every inch of her Mistress's foot. Half the time, Diane's eyes were closed, enjoying the moment; at other times, she watched Jessica intently, like a teacher appraising a student's performance.

"Kiss and lick your way up my legs," Diane ordered.

Jessica complied without a word, planting soft, wet kissed on Diane's right ankle, her calf, her knee, and her inner thigh; she then repeated the treatment on the other leg. Diane was pleased at how loving and thorough Jessica was; she was going to be a wonderful lover. Diane was sure of that now.

When Jessica's mouth was agonizingly close to Diane's panties, Jessica looked up and asked, "May I, Mistress?"

"First you must ask properly. Unless I give you a direct order to give me oral pleasure, you must ask permission to worship my pussy."

Jessica's face showed both resolve and vulnerability; her eyes, however, were pleading. "Mistress, may I please worship your pussy?"

"Yes, you may." 

Jessica kissed and licked the soft, smooth skin of Diane's inner right thigh to the edge of her panties. Kissing Mistress Diane's pussy through the whisper-thin fabric of her panties, Jessica inhaled deeply, taking in the musky scent of arousal. Diane assisted Jessica in removing her panties by lifting her butt off the chair as her sub delicately pulled them off and placed them to the side. Diane sat back down on the edge of the chair and spread her legs wide to allow access. 

Mistress Diane's pussy was completely bald; the slit was petite and she was visibly aroused. "You're beautiful, Mistress," Jessica said as she teasingly licked on either side of Diane's pussy, getting a hint of how she tasted.

"That's nice," Diane said. When Jessica's tongue came agonizingly close to Diane's clit, she shuddered. She was so hot for this girl, she thought about grabbing her by the hair and shoving her face into her cunt; but this was a training session more than anything else. Most of the time, Diane enjoyed being teased before getting down to business. Her sub needed to learn how to please her properly.

Jessica licked the length of Diane's slit, lingering at her clit when she reached the top, before repeating the motion.

"That feels so good," Diane said as she caressed Jessica's long hair through her fingers. "Now lick me ass to clit," she ordered.

Jessica did as she was told, licking Mistress Diane's tight, little asshole then slowly up her wet pussy to her clit, which she circled a couple of times before doing it all again.

"Fuck, that's good," Diane hissed. "Take my lips into your mouth and suck - one side, then the other."

Jessica complied and sucked her pussy as she would a cock.

"Mmmmm," Diane moaned. "Yes," she hissed, "other side...fuck."

Jessica was really getting into it now, loving the reaction she was getting from her Mistress. As she took Diane's puffy womanhood into her mouth, she deftly used her tongue, making love to her Diane's pussy.

"God damn, that's good," Diane exhaled, "worship my pussy."

Emboldened by Mistress Diane's encouragement, Jessica positioned her still bound hands under Diane's perfect ass, and placing her thumbs along either side of her pussy, spread her open before slipping her tongue just inside. She couldn't help but moan as she tasted her Mistress's sweet, tangy nectar. Glancing up to gauge Diane's reaction, the intensity with which her Mistress was looking at her - a combination of lust and ownership - startled her.

"I'm close," Diane said in a husky voice. "Keep me spread open like that; I love how that feels...cover my clit with your mouth...yes, now circle it with your tongue...fuck!...faster!" Diane was on the edge, so close she could feel it in the pit of her stomach, the tightness increasing in her chest. She gripped the chair as the first small wave approach, then sent her over the edge. "Ffffuuuck!!" she hissed, "Lick my clit!" she ordered.

Keeping her spread to allow complete access, Jessica licked her clit as fast as she could as her Mistress lifted her ass off the chair, thrusting her pelvis into Jessica's face as a second and third wave overtook her. "ARRRGH!...FUUUUCK!"

Diane exploded, her body uncontrollably spasm against the skilled tongue of her submissive. Finally collapsing to the chair, she sighed, "Okay...put you tongue inside me; taste me...what you did to me."

Jessica savored the fruits of her labor, her tongue aching from the prolonged session, her face covered in her Mistress's juices. I could get used to this, Jessica thought as she kissed either side of Diane's pussy and along her inner thighs before her Mistress lifted her chin to meet her gaze.

"You're a fast learner and an attentive lover."

Jessica never felt so proud as she did at that moment. "I'm so happy you enjoyed it, Mistress."

"I did; you're talented and intuitive. That means we can move your training along beginning tomorrow morning. For now, get a good night's sleep."

"Yes, Mistress."

Within 30 minutes, Jessica was in bed. Physically exhausted, her mind raced with possibilities. What did Diane have in store for her tomorrow? She couldn't wait to find out.