10 comments/  227605 views/  87 favorites

The Reluctant Lesbian

By: Bokimbol



Jackie waits at the bus stop for the next bus. She's going to be late for work again because it was the earlier bus that she needed to catch in order to be on time. She has just dropped her infant son off at her mother's house after another attempt at breast feeding him. She loves it so much when he suckles on her but she isn't producing enough milk for him and she always ends up having to give him a bottle on top of her own milk to properly feed him. This in turn has made her late again.

A tear comes to her eye as she starts to miss Butch again. Things were so much easier when Butch was alive to help with him, but ever since the car accident, Jackie has had to do it all herself. Not to mention she's horny as all hell. A finger or two can only do so much to satisfy her. And she's had no time to date anyone new. Not that she hasn't had offers she muses. Guys love blonds and Jackie's hair is a natural golden blond. And her ass could always give J-Lo's a run for its money. Pregnancy has only enhanced her shape by making her tits bigger, a full 36C now, up from a 34B. This all helps her ego but not her state of horniness one iota.

Just as she starts to wonder how she is going to explain her lateness again a car pulls up and honks its horn. "Jackie, need a ride?" Jackie peers into the car and sees Sheila, her work partner waving her over to the car. 

"Sheila, you're a life saver." Jackie says as she hops into the car. Sheila too is a single woman who has just had a kid. But that and the fact that her parents watch her kid are the only two things they have in common. Jackie has always marveled at this mountain of a black woman. At 6' 1", Sheila is 10 inches taller and out weighs Jackie by 80 lbs. Yet Sheila has very little fat on her. She has a large, muscular ass and Jackie has caught herself several times staring at the massive mounds of flesh that spill out of her too tight bras, which Sheila pretends not to notice. As Jackie slams the car door shut, Sheila reaches across Jackie's body and pins her to her seat with her tits.

"Safety first" she says as she grabs the seat belt and buckles Jackie in. Jackie is use to Sheila's aggressive behavior from work and handles it by basically ignoring it. She knows Sheila has fucked every man at work, twice, and figures this is just something Sheila does to keep her off balance." Jackie, you know I drive by here every day. I could drive you to work if you want?" Jackie doesn't answer right away because she's glancing at Sheila's tits pressed up against the steering wheel.

"Uhm, that would be great Sheila if you could."

"Sure no problem. But remember, ass, grass or gas, no one rides for free!"

Over the next few weeks, Sheila picks Jackie up at the bus stop and they start to become friends. Sheila has made a ritual of buckling Jackie up and to her surprise; Jackie actually starts looking forward to it. She's so horny now any physical contact at all is welcome. Sheila invites her over to her house a few times for drinks and talk. At work, Jackie has begun to flirt with a few men. One of her favorite things to do is bending over in front of her target showing off her ass. On one occasion when she does this she attracts Sheila's attention. Sheila licks her lips and slaps Jackie's ass as she walks by her. Jackie is startled but again says nothing.

After a few months Jackie has become quit reliant on Sheila and her car for many things. The two women have also shared some personal details about their lives. "Sheila, I just don't understand it. I just can't produce enough milk for my son." Jackie says as Sheila buckles her in yet once again. 

"What do you mean, like nothing?" 

"No, it's not that. It starts off fine but after a few minutes, nothing. And I love it so much. The sensation, the closeness."

"You just need to work at it more."

"That's not it either. After I stop, the poor kid sucks at me for up to another 30 minutes with no result. So I have to give him a bottle. I feel so bad and inadequate." 

"You know what it might be? Maybe your baby isn't sucking hard enough to get it out? I have heard some kids have that problem." 

"Maybe your right," Jackie says. "Come to think of it my nipples are never sore when he's done."

"Child, I tell you, in the beginning, my tits were so sore I couldn't touch them. Now I'm so used to it, it doesn't hurt at all. What does hurt is my kid doesn't take enough milk. And it isn't his fault. I produce enough for 4 kids. I have an industrial strength breast pump and my fridge is filled with breast milk" 

"Maybe you could give me some of your extra milk and solve both are problems." Jackie chuckles. Sheila didn't say a word and just smiled at Jackie as they drove home. 

A few nights later after working over time, Jackie and Sheila were the last two to leave the parking lot. Jackie leaned back in her seat so Sheila could buckle her in. Sheila leaned over but something was different this time. Sheila lingers longer than normal pushing Jackie into the seat with her tits when Jackie realizes the first difference. Sheila had no bra on and the black Led Zeppelin t-shirt she was wearing was the only thing between Jackie and Sheila's tits. The second thing she notices was Sheila is rubbing her full breast into Jackie's chest instead of returning back to her side. "What are you doing Sheila!! Get off me NOW!!!"

"Just relax and let Sheila take care of everything. I wash your back you wash mine. We both have a milk problem and I think we can help each other out."

Sheila continued to rub her tits into Jackie as Jackie tries to fight her off with no success. The rubbing and Jackie's struggles combines to make Sheila's nipples hard. And it takes a moment for Jackie to realize what the two hard, thumb sized bumps are, that are pushing into her chest. When she does realize, she feels a bolt of excitement race through her body despite herself. But after her moment of shock wares off, she redoubles her effort to free herself as Sheila's last sentence sinks in. My God she's going to rape me and there is nothing I can do about it. Jackie thinks. But Sheila has other ideas for Jackie. She dosn't want this to be a one time deal, so she has to "make" Jackie want it and come back for more. And she has a plan.

Sheila is able to slowly shimmy Jackie's shirt up on the right side exposing her right bra cup. Jackie's left arm is pinned under Sheila and her right arm is unable to reach her shirt to pull it back down. "Cut it out Sheila, I'm not playing" 

"I know, neither am I." Sheila said in a husky voice which scared Jackie. Sheila now yanks Jackie's bra cup off her nipple exposing it to the night air. Sheila could see the effect the coolness of the air was having on it as it hardens before her eyes. "My God Jackie, your tits are perfect. Just looking at them makes me wet. Sheila leaned her head into Jackie's chest, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and devours more than half of Jackie's breast into her mouth without touching her nipple at all. Jackie was in shock and didn't know how to react and just sat there motionless for a second as Sheila starts sucking her breast into her mouth while pushing her head into Jackie's chest forcing more breast in. Almost immediately Jackie could feel a pleasant pressure building up in her mammary, very similar to what her baby produced while trying to feed. If she were to admit it, it was actually quit nice. But her mind said that this was wrong in so many ways. Any form of lesbianism was taboo in her mind. It had always disgusted her just thinking of it. And no woman wanted to be forced sexually. The fact that it was a friend and another woman just made it worse. Finally, the milk was for her baby and no one else.

Jackie began to cry and said "Sheila, why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends?" Sheila didn't answer her and just sucked harder. Sheila was starting to get turned on by what she was doing to Jackie. Being so much bigger than most girls, Sheila had always been a natural bully. Like all bullies, she was excited by dominating and intimidating weaker people. Jackie's tears just made it hotter. 

Jackie started to feel wetness on her chest. It was Sheila's straining nipples leaking their milk through the Zeppelin t-shirt. Jackie began to cry harder and shudder as she started to shut down mentally. Just then Sheila sucked harder still and it brought Jackie out of it as she felt her pussy starting to stir despite of what her brain said.

Sheila pulls her mouth away from Jackie's breast. Looks her in the eye and says "We are the best type of friend honey. We are friends in need." She hesitates a second and then dives onto Jackie's tit. But this time her large, warm, firm, puffy lips encircle Jackie's swollen nipple and only the nipple and sucks. Hard! Jackie felt an electric shock race from her tit straight into her pussy and a low moan escapes her lips as her hips involuntarily roll upwards. Sheila releases the nipple and says "I new you would like it honey, but it gets better, Oh so much better." Jackie wondered what Sheila was talking about; she hated it and was disgusted by it. Sheila drew the nipple into her mouth again a little deeper and a little harder and for a longer period of time then let go. Over and over Sheila repeats this as Jackie's hips rolled up with each new suck as the rest of her body fought vainly to get away. "Come on baby; give it up, Give Sheila your milk." It felt like two moist pillows pulling on her tit and releasing, until finally Jackie felt a tingle in her nipple and a release of pleasure into Sheila's mouth as her milk started to flow. It caught Sheila by surprise and some spilled out from between her lips.

That first splash of sweet, warm mother's milk into Sheila's hungry mouth sent so much blood racing to Sheila's huge clit so fast and suddenly, she very nearly came before the milk reached her throat and it sent Sheila into a sucking frenzy as she lost control of herself. A thick throaty groan escaped her mouth as Sheila started rolling her pelvis to the rhythm of her sucking. Sheila could feel her pussy getting drenched. Her mouth and lips were ravishing Jackie's nipple. The poor defenseless tit was being stretched and pulled in all direction by the tremendous suction generated by Sheila's mouth. Sheila didn't care about what she was doing to Jackie's nipple. All she knew was her clit wanted more breast milk, as each fresh taste sent another jolt of excitement to her clit. Not much milk was actually coming out now, just two little constant streams and after the initial burst, not nearly enough to sate Sheila's desires. Sheila had almost cum from that first gush of milk and thought she still might if she could get some more in greater quantities.

"Oh honey, your milk tastes Sooo good sliding down my throat, so warm, so sweet, I have to have more baby, please give me more. I want all you can give me. Do you have more for me, to make mama happy? I think you do" Sheila said as she plunged down again on Jackie's battered tit, redoubling her efforts to get even more milk to feed her orgasm. 

Sheila was sucking so hard now to get more milk, Jackie's nipple started to painfully distort. Sheila felt the nipple actually get much longer and fatter than it should be able too inside her mouth and new she might be disfiguring her but in her lust she didn't care. All she cared about was more milk to fuel her orgasm and she sucked even harder on the swollen tit. Sheila was so lost in her own world, at first she hadn't felt Jackie feebly pounding on her back. But when she did old memories suddenly resurfaced and she became angry as her pleasure shut down.

When Sheila started to suck her tit deep in her mouth Jackie actually started enjoying having her breast sucked. She was starting to think this wasn't so bad. Maybe it will help with my son. And when Sheila sucked that first gush of milk out her nipple, she knew she liked it. That much milk had never come out at once before and it mad her whole body deliciously tingle especially her clit. But right after Sheila groaned, everything changed for the worst. Sheila started sucking her nipple and mashing her face into her breast so hard it was painful. Jackie could feel the flow of milk slow a lot like it always did and Sheila sucked even harder. "Sheila stop it hurts." Jackie knew Sheila wouldn't get much more any way; it always stops after a bit. She started to cry again and get really scared when Sheila pulled up and said how she wanted to get more milk And when Sheila returned to her breast, she sucked so hard her nipple exploded in deep throbbing pain and she started to bang on Sheila's back to no effect. 

Finally just as Jackie thought her tit would be sucked off. Sheila pulled away angrily saying "No one hits me bitch!" and spit the little milk she had into Jackie's face as she sat back in her seat pouting. 

Jackie pulled her shirt down and said "Take me home now! "

"Alright, I'll take you home. But remember I'm your ride. And I don't know why I should help you since you won't help me. I suggest you think about that while I go take a piss."

Sheila stormed out the car slamming the door and walked away into the night leaving Jackie alone with her thoughts. She had slept with men before for a place to live so she started to justify there was no real difference between that and this. And she really did need Sheila to drive her. Also Sheila said it was only to relieve the milk. So they weren't really going to do other stuff. And it did feel nice when Sheila sucked on her nipple, until she turned into a wild woman that is. Her nipple was throbbing and very painful. She decided she would do it but there would have to be ground rules. No more ruff stuff or no deal. Jackie actually had deluded herself into think she was in control. So even though she didn't want to do it, Jackie took the easy way out and relented, as usual.

As Sheila walked away from the car she had to think. She may have just blown it with Jackie. She knew Jackie would be very reluctant but she also knew Jackie was a lesbian in waiting even if Jackie didn't. Sheila just had to help make her see that. From past experiences with other women, after the initial forcefulness, once she sensed the other woman's reluctant arousal start to grow to Sheila's expert attention, that's when Sheila was to slowly release the woman and let the woman's natural, secrete desire take over and take the encounter as far as the other woman wanted to go. When done for the day, Sheila would make the other woman peruse her, making the woman hornier for her as she played hard to get. Once Sheila relented the other woman was hers. Obviously, this only worked with woman with lesbian tendencies but Sheila was very good at telling which women these were. 

Jackie was clearly getting hot from Sheila's skills. Her mind was still saying no but her body was responding in all sorts of ways to Sheila. Erect nipples, hip wiggling, the aroma of arousal starting to come out of her pores all signs that she was relenting.

But something had happened this time that had never happened before. Sheila had lost control. As she pondered, she attributed this to several factors. Most of the woman Sheila had been with were larger black women, some even larger than herself. But Jackie was so much smaller than her, the minute she sensed Jackie's inner lesbian, it made Sheila's clit hard at the thought of being with a smaller white woman. Lesbian Jackie wasn't hard to spot either. The way Jackie was always peeking at Sheila's tits. The way she would bend over in front of her, showing Sheila that marvelous ass. The final test was if Jackie would let her lean her tits into her in the car. Jackie didn't even notice the goose bumps she got, or how Jackie's chest and neck flushed each time Sheila did this. But Sheila sure did.

The main force behind her losing control though was the taste of Jackie's breast milk. Sheila had no idea why it had this effect on her. She had tasted her own and liked it but nothing like this. The way her clit instantly got hard at the first swallow was beyond belief. Normally her clit got very big, fat and hard but only after a few minutes of stimulation. She also suspected that forcefully taking a smaller woman's milk had something to do with it. Sheila loved physically and mentally dominating someone and Jackie's sobbing and struggles were getting her wet long before she tasted her milk. Her clit started getting hard again as she stared to think about sucking Jackie's tits dry. She did feel a little bit bad about what she did to her nipple but she just couldn't help herself. And when Jackie started hitting her she completely lost it. She actually felt an apology might be in order.

Sheila also sensed that Jackie wanted to be forced to do stuff and be dominated. How she always wanted to please people no matter how bad they were to her. How she was always putting herself in compromising positions of having to depend on people. The way she always relented under pressure to do something no matter how much she didn't want to do it was a key clue. This was Sheila's best hope to salvage the situation as she returned to the car. That Jackie's need to please, depend and compromise, would over ride her common sense.

After about 10 minutes, Sheila returned in a huff and said "Well! What have you decided?" Sheila had decided to continue being indignant about Jackie's selfishness in wanting rides but not wanting to please Sheila. A little guilt never hurt.

"Please Sheila, I will do it if I have to but I don't want to. You hurt me so much."

"I'm so sorry Jackie for what I did to your nipple. It's just that when I tasted your delicious milk it sent me into a frenzy. I'm not normally like that but your body and milk put me over the edge."

A hidden flame started to kindle inside Jackie as she thought about how much her milk had turned Sheila on. She secretly liked the fact that her milk had made Sheila lose control but she wasn't ready to admit that to herself, yet, and it really scared her how much Sheila had hurt her. "I don't know Sheila, how can I trust you after what you did?

"I don't know what to say Jackie, what I did is so unlike me. I'm sorry" Sheila whined as she hung her head and hitched her voice. After a moment Sheila lifted her head and said "I suspect that maybe your milk ducts are clogged or blocked or something like that and that's the reason you stop giving milk so quickly. When I got that first squirt in my mouth, I thought I had opened them up. So I started sucking harder to get more. As I started getting less I started sucking more not even thinking what I was doing to your nipple. I was so into it and helping you over come your problem I never realized how much I was hurting you." Sheila never mentioned what had happened to her clit. Shyly, Sheila said "I was also hoping that if I got you to milking better, you might return the favor and milk me. Mine ache so bad all the time and I need someone other than the baby to take some milk. Can you forgive me?"

Jackie thought about all that Sheila had said and it seemed to make sense. Especially to someone who wanted to be convinced. "My breasts always do that. They release some milk then stop. I'm so frustrated by it I could scream. You want to try it again?" Jackie said very reluctantly.

Like a little puppy dog, Sheila enthusiastically explained what she did wrong. "If you will let me I do. I think my mistake was I didn't take my time and I tried to force your breast instead of letting it do it on its own pace. That and when I became rough, your nipple naturally shut down."

"Ok, but if we do this, you have to stop if I tell you to for any reason. If I don't think any more milk is coming or you're hurting me, you must stop right away. And no promises if I'm going to do you. OK?"


The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 01



I am a 27 year old woman who this past June became a lesbian bride. My name is Cheryl and Melissa has been my partner for the last two and a half years. Mel is a stunning brunette eight years my senior and while we would both be considered femmes, there has never been any doubt who is the dominant partner in our relationship.

Last month, Melissa and I scheduled a get away to Vegas with my sister and her girlfriend. After arriving at our hotel, Mel informed me she had invited some of our closest friends to our surprise wedding. While it was a civil ceremony and not recognized where we live, it was perhaps the happiest moment of my life.

While the wedding was her idea, I had for months been hinting that I'd like to take our relationship to another level. My sister encouraged me to get a pride tattoo a few years ago when I came out. She had done the same. Earlier this year, I surprised Melissa with another tattoo, interlocking female symbols on my right shoulder with both of our initials. The colorful tat has served as a constant reminder to us both how much I love her.

Up until our wedding, we often introduced each other using the term girlfriends finding partner to be so stuffy. However, after our ceremony, Melissa now refers to me as her wife. It's a description which probably fits as I do most of the household chores and activities and Melissa is the primary income generator.

As an attorney at a very prestigious firm, Melissa and I live very comfortably on the income she makes and she prefers, at least for the time being, that I do not work. While she enjoys her job, it is a very stressful position with long hours so I always make sure when she arrives home to have our dinner ready and help her relax – in whatever manner she chooses for the evening.

This morning when Melissa left for work, she instructed me to write how I became a lesbian. After all, it's not every day that a woman is introduced into a lesbian lifestyle by her own sister!

My sister Meagan and I are both blondes and 5'4" and 5' 6" respectively. But Meagan is actually my step-sister. My real mother died when I was nine of cancer and dad and I lived together several years on our own. I was an only child and dad really doted on me. He's always called me his little "sunshine."

When I was sixteen, dad met a divorced lady with children of her own. Barbara had two kids: Meagan who was 14 and Brian who was 10. After dating for nearly a year, Barbara and dad married and we all moved in together. While I was fond of Barbara and became close to both Meagan and Brian, no one could ever come between dad and myself.

Meagan and I got along well enough but she was certainly the more adventurous of us girls She was constantly getting in trouble for over staying her curfew, drinking with other teens in the neighborhood, and wearing outfits which drew sharp criticism and rebuke from mom and dad.

It was no surprise then that I got a call one summer when Meagan was a junior in college. I had just graduated and moved into an apartment a few hours away. Dad called and said there were some minor problems at home and mom and Meagan were really going at it. She asked if I would consider allowing Meagan to spend the summer with me.

At first I was at a real loss at the source of the tension until dad handed the phone off to Barbara and she explained that they had both recently found out that Meagan was in a relationship and they simply didn't approve. When I cut in that she was a big girl now and could make her own decisions, Barbara cut through the chase and informed me Meagan was seeing another girl.

I must confess at the time I was shocked. When I lived at home, there was nothing to infer that Meagan was anything other than boy crazy. On the contrary, I can't even recall how many times she was grounded for staying out late with a guy and usually one who was much older than either one of us.

I wasn't sure I wanted to get involved with a domestic dispute between my parents and Meagan but I was happy to have my sister for the summer and thought the time together would give everyone a chance to cool off. Meagan agreed to spend a few months with me and drove over that weekend.

Meagan is a very pretty blonde with brown eyes and a gorgeous figure. Growing up, I was often envious how she captivated people's attention. While she is a couple of inches shorter than I am, she always wore clothing that accentuated her emerging figure, especially her chest. Many of my friends have commented she looks a great deal like Jessica Alba from that movie Sin City. She has a tiny waist and measures 35-24-34.

She spends a great deal of time outdoors either on the tennis court or by the pool leaving her with a dark skin tone. Meagan has always tanned much better than I do. Another thing that always left me envious.

Initially things went very well. I often picked us up something to eat on my way home from work and we spent much of the evening talking and watching shows on television. One night, we started drinking wine and eventually she started telling me how she was seduced by an older girl at a sleep over.

Meagan and the girl ended up sharing a sleeping bag and experimented with each other the rest of the evening. From there, Meagan expanded from kissing games with other teens to actually allowing herself to be picked up by an older girl at a college mixer.

As she described her encounter with the older coed, I felt myself getting wet with excitement. Over the next couple of days, my thoughts and fantasies were filled with images of Meagan being taken by this girl.

It was after this incident that things really began to change at our apartment. While Meagan was never modest to begin with, she began passing me in the hall with little or nothing on as she made her way to and from the shower. It wasn't the first time either of us had been nude in front of each other as we often shared rooms on family trips, only this time there was a sense of electricity in the air.

It was if she were openly flirting with me, encouraging me to look as she exhibited her body which had continued to blossom in our time apart.

Some times when I would come home from work, she might be lounging around in just panties or a thong watching television. When I commented she needed to put clothes on, she feigned it was too hot or she just wanted to be comfortable.

One evening, we were watching a DVD she had rented at Blockbuster. We had both been drinking beer when she caught me glancing over at her. As usual, she was sitting on the couch, her feet propped up on the table, topless wearing only a skimpy pair of black panties.

I was admiring her breasts, firm, full, and her nipples standing erect. I secretly wished mine were as round and firm as hers.

"See something you like?" she said breaking my concentration. I was immediately embarrassed that she had caught me transfixed and immediately tried to laugh it off.

"What?" I acted nonchalantly.

"I asked if you saw something you liked. It appears you were staring at my tits?" Megan shot back with a smile.

"No, I was just thinking. Sort of lost in thought. I wasn't staring...or didn't mean to be. Anyway, I'm not into..." I paused for a second, grappling with my thoughts, "Your tits," I said with emphasis. "That's your thing not mine," I laughed off.

I could tell my face was a little flush having been caught. I had been staring. We both knew it.

"It's okay. I've see the way you look at me," she said back, her eyes penetrating mine. "Why don't you come over here and feel them...touch them?," she trailed off.

"Meagan," I raised my voice slightly. "You're my sister!"

"Half sister," Meagan corrected. "My mom married your dad. If they hadn't met, we'd just be two girls," she said with a sly smile.

"That's gross. I can't believe you're even suggesting it," I said disgusted. My own sister, suggesting we fool around. I got up and went to my bedroom. Her words turning in my head.

It was one thing to let her live with me for the summer. I wasn't interested in girls...especially my sister. Yea, she was hot. But no way. I was strictly into guys.

I had been dating a man named Paul for several months. We hadn't actually had sex although I had allowed him to get frisky at his apartment one evening.

I was still trying to get over a major break up with my last boyfriend. Steve and I dated through most of college and I thought we might actually get married. Then one night I found out that Steve had been seeing one of my other girfriends from college. 

I was devastated. Betrayed not only by the man that I loved but a friend that I trusted. It took months to get over and even now I was scared to let another man too close.

As I wrestled with what had just transpired with Meagan, I reached for my cell phone and on the other end, Paul's familiar voice. We made plans for a date the next evening. Dinner and then perhaps back to his place. I needed my space. I needed to get away from my sister.

The evening with Paul couldn't have been better. A nice dinner at an Italian restaurant, back to his place, a little music as we sat on his couch and talked. I didn't discuss the prior evening with Meagan, Just relaxed in his arms, as he stroked my hair, placing his lips to mine.

It was about ten thirty when I returned home. Meagan was in the den watching TV. She was wearing a red satin robe, falling just below her hips. Her eyes locked on me as I walked past to my bedroom.

I slipped off my shoes and was removing my jewelry when I heard her voice from the doorway.

"How was your date?"

"Nice, we had a great time," I said softly trying to erase our last encounter from my mind.

"There's something I think we need to talk about," came Meagan's short reply.

"I know. I'm sorry I reacted like that," I began. "You just really caught me off guard. I know you're in a different place, away from your friends..and you miss your..." I paused for a second. "Your girlfriend. Why don't you call her. Invite her up. I won't say anything to mom and dad," I said turning and facing her.

Meagan was standing in the doorway. Her long blonde hair falling gently on her shoulders as she smiled back at me. "Thanks. That's nice of you. I will. But that's not exactly what I wanted to talk about."

I was puzzled as I stared back at her. She held out a piece of paper.

As I took it, I knew immediately what it was.

"Where did you get this?" I blasted.

"I found it this afternoon," she replied back.

"You were rifling through my things," I shot back rather indignantly.

It was a release form from Jail. I had been charge with possession of less than a half ounce of marijuana almost a year before. It was considered a misdemeanor but I did have to stay the night in jail and attend substance abuse classes.

"It wasn't mine. It belonged to a guy I was seeing but it was in my possession. What's it to you anyway?" I replied angrily that my sister was now going through my things.

"It doesn't say anything about anybody else. Just you," Meagan shot back.

I turned away facing the wall. My body was shaking I was so mad. "So, I still don't know how it's any of your business."

"Well, I wonder what daddy would think if he knew his little angel... his little sunshine was not such an angel." Meagan answered back, the words stinging as they rolled off her tongue.

"Why are you doing this? What is it you want?" I asked back.

"Look," Meagan began, "I know we're step sisters, family, but I've always been attracted to you. Hell, growing up I fantasized about you. And I know how you feel about it and all, but I. Fuck it. I want to have sex with you."

I stood staring at her in disbelief. My own sister, a member of my family wanted to have sex with me. This was crazy. If it weren't bad enough she was my sister... it was with another girl. I was no lesbian. I might have had my problems with guys lately but I wasn't prepared to give up on men. Just the last one I dated.

"Well, that's not going to happen!" I said back with emphasis. "You wanna' run off to daddy and tell him something, you go ahead. I'll tell him the truth. I'll tell him it's a misunderstanding and just who the hell do you think he's going to believe? You?"

"I think he might believe what you're holding in your hand," she shot back as I looked down to see the paper I was still holding. "And I did make a copy of it by the way with my phone and emailed it home to my computer. Suit yourself. I wanted this to be something nice. I wanted to share something special with you."

"And this is your idea of special?" my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Meagan stared back. She had a look on her face. I couldn't tell if it was disappointment or defiance. Regardless, she turned and walked out of my room.

I looked at the crinkled sheet of paper as I balled it up and tossed it to the floor. My hands were shaking as I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I had lied. There was no guy. The pot had been mine. Something I'd been doing since college.

I knew daddy would believe me. At least I was pretty sure. But I couldn't dispute I'd been charged, arrested. I couldn't believe Meagan was blackmailing me. My own stepsister!

Would she actually go through with it? Was she that vindictive? As I stood trying to gather my thoughts, I couldn't help think of how much shit she'd been going through with mom and dad. How much grief they had given her. Likely comparing the two of us and how much trouble she was always in compared to me.

I had to admit, the story she told me about the coed that seduced her in college got me all wet. I was literally dripping hearing about her same sex encounter with another girl. And seeing her lying around the house, nude. I often railed she needed to get clothes on but I had to admit...it did turn me on.

I think there was a part of me that didn't press it because I did want to see her. I knew everyday when I got home from work, Meagan would be putting on a show. I didn't want to admit it, even to myself, but I did enjoy seeing her. Gazing at the beautiful woman she was becoming. 

Something I didn't want to acknowledge. But there, it was the truth. I couldn't believe I was even entertaining the thought of giving in to her. Actually allowing my sister to have her way with me. But every second I stood there, I felt myself getting more and more turned on at the thought.

I hadn't actually made love to anyone in months. Paul and I made out on his couch and sure there was some groping here and there. But the last time I actually made love to Steve was just before Christmas, more than seven months ago. It had taken time and a great many tears to get over him and to allow myself to even go out with another guy.

Finally, I put one foot in front of the other and walked down the hall to the den. Meagan was sitting on the couch watching something a DVD. She was wearing an extra large T-shirt which is what she usually wore to bed if anything at all. She looked up at me, her brown eyes looking straight back into mine.

"Listen, I got ugly in there. I didn't mean to be," I started waiting for her to say something, some sign that she didn't mean it. It was a mistake. Something we both should just forget about. But the silence indicated nothing was forth coming. "There's nothing I can say to make you change your mind?" I asked. 

Meagan just sat there and slowly moved her head back and forth.

"Meagan, I don't have a problem with your choice. You can do anything you want. But sex, sex with a girl..sex with you. It's just not my thing. I mean, I'm not into girls like you are," I explained.

"How do you know?" she replied back. "How do you know till you tried it?"

"I don't have to try it. It's just not for me," I reasoned.

"Are you telling me you don't find me attractive?" she countered.

"Sure you are. And if I were into women, I'd probably think you were really, really sexy. It's back to what I said though, it's not my thing," I answered.

"Okay," she said adjusting herself on the couch, pulling her leg up under her as she sat facing me. "I'm not going to turn you into some crazed lesbian or anything. But I bet I can make you feel better than you have in a long time. Better than this guy Paul you've been seeing."

"Well that wouldn't be hard. I mean we're not really intimate or anything," I kind of shrugged back.

"So what have you been doing since you and Steve broke up?" She asked.

"Nothing. Nothing really," I responded.

"I see," was Meagan's short response back. "Unbutton your blouse," she directed. I stood looking back at her, my arms frozen at my sides. "Look Cheryl, I've seen you in the nude before. It's no big deal. Just do what I say. Unbutton your blouse."

"Please, please don't ask me to do this thing," I said back feeling tears welling up in my eyes.

She seemed unfazed by my pleas, my tears. "I won't ask you again. This is your last chance. Do what I said, unbutton your top...now" she said with emphasis. 

I paused only briefly this time as I felt transfixed before her. Slowly raising my arms and then one by one, undoing the buttons on my top.

"Now," she said as I completed the last one, "ease it off your shoulders." I did as she said, dropping the top on the floor at my feet. "Unsnap your bra. Let me see those breasts. Your pretty breasts. Let me look at them."

I felt my face blush as I reached behind and undid the snap, catching the bra with my hands. I knew I was crossing over a line of no return. With each act I was moving closer and closer to what she wanted as I pulled the bra free and then off, exposing my chest to Meagan.

"Your tits are so pretty Cheryl. I've always thought so. And your nipples. Look how nice and hard they are. This is exciting you isn't it?" she purred.

I ignored her comment but looked down to see for myself. Yes, both nipples were already drawn up. I was excited. Terribly excited and my body was betraying me as I undressed in front of my baby sister.

"Now your slacks. Take them off. Slowly," she ordered as I unsnapped the front, unzipping and pulling it down, easing the pants off my hips, as I stepped out and then free, dropping them by my side as well.

Now I stood before her in just my yellow bikini cut panties.

"That's so nice. You look so pretty. Step closer. Step closer to me Cheryl," she encouraged as I walked over. Meagan's eyes danced from my face to my breasts and then my panties as she took me in.

"Now I want you to slide your hand into your panties. Do that for me. Slide it in," Meagan said softly as I watched her own hand dip below her t-shirt.

I did as she asked as my fingers rubbed the top of my pussy. "Yea, baby. Now take your finger out and wet it with your mouth and then stick it back. I want you to rub your little clit for me. Stick your finger in that hot little twat and rub you clit for Meagan."  

I closed my eyes, lost in the feeling as I sucked on my own finger, coating it with saliva before easing it back in my panties. My legs spread involuntarily as I rubbed my slit, my fingers sliding in easily as my juices began to flow.

"That's it sweets. Rub that cunt. Play with your clit," she instructed.

I did. Two, then three fingers as I plunged deeper. My forefinger rubbing madly over my clit, my knees getting weaker and weaker.

"Look at me. Look at me Cheryl," Meagan demanded.

I looked up and my sister was staring back at me. "Does it turn you on to play with yourself in front of me? Does it feel good baby. Does it make you excited cumming for your baby sister?"

I groaned back a soft but audible no. I didn't want to admit it.

"Come over here," Meagan barked as I walked over, my hand still buried in my panties.

Meagan pulled my panties aside and thrust her fingers up my moist box. "Damn. Feel how wet you are. You're so turned on right now, admit it."




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 01



 P1-First Girl

When our lips touched, it was pure sugar. I had only ever kissed men - hungry men with hard lips. Kathryn's lips were soft. Supple. Suckable. Her tongue darted into my mouth, delighting me with its pliant, and then rigid, explorations. It was so new, such a different sensation, to be kissed by a girl. I felt almost like I was drinking rich and yielding air. Her kiss was soft, so soft it was barely there, pulling me in hard and fast with its sweet minty warmth, like gravity from a celestial body. I melted into her as our lips welded together, swimming in pure sensation, not a thought in my erstwhile-troubled mind. Kathryn was a hook-up, a distraction. Or so I believed. 

---

Jarrett broke up with me while I was still madly in love with him. It's so hurtful, to fall from being someone's eternal beloved to being a royal pain in their ass. Sometimes it's quick -- easy come easy go, little high, little low. But with Jarrett, it happened in subtle degrees - the reverse of the boiling frog metaphor. 

We met Sophomore year at Northwestern, and spent three undergraduate years consumed in exploring each other, as much as our studies in Biology. We moved in together after college, but whereas Jarrett enrolled in grad school at the University of Chicago to become a surgeon, I went to work for biotech firm. 

I didn't mind his insurmountable loans, or paying the bills, but I did mind losing his attention, and slowly, it just seemed to seep away. We moved to different schedules and drummers. We preferred different circles of friends. Soon, we lived together but in different worlds. It felt tragic, like blood running out of my veins and into the careless grass. Our paths diverged, and instead of finding ways to grow together, Jarrett became less interested in 'us'. He missed dinners, stopped making dates, took out his school frustrations on me, and became disinterested in sex, or relationship counseling. Each exchange kept getting cooler, until one day, I realized I'd been frozen out. 

"Jarrett," I said one evening at 2am, after he'd tucked himself into the bed. "Don't you love me anymore?"

"What makes you ask me that?" he replied, lying on his back. The moon shone through the blinds, casting slats of blue light on his face. His eyes stared at the ceiling. Not at me, though I lay on my side, facing him. Trying to face him.

"I'm not feeling it," I said. "That lovin' feeling."

Silence. I wondered if he could hear my heart, which had begun to pound. How quickly things were escalating, to nowhere that I wanted to be.

"So what I need to know is, is it gone for good, or are you just going through something? Can you talk to me about it?" I was pleading with him now. 

Jarrett inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. Not a good sign. The heart knows what it knows, even if the mind reels in denial.

"You don't have to answer," I said quickly, regretting the confrontation. Why had I gone and pushed it? Why hadn't I just let it play out, in it's own time? Why had I brought this pain on myself? I pinched my forearm in vicious self-hate. You deserve it for pressing him, I thought to myself. Girls don't chase boys. Boys chase girls. Boys don't like to be chased. I pinched my other arm.

"No, we have to talk," Jarrett said. "You're right, this is not going to get better." He closed his eyes, and then opened them again, and turned on his side finally to look at me. 

"Rachel, I do love you. But I'm not in love with you."

There it was. I think my heart stopped in that moment.

"I care very much about you." He reached out and caressed my face. "You are family to me." He looked away. "But..."

"What changed? What happened? When?" I asked him, now in tears.

"I don't know, Rachel. It's just..."

"Just what? Is there someone else?"

Silence.

"What is her name?"

And then, Jarrett smiled. Just thinking of her made him smile, even as we lay there in the wreckage of our relationship. "Beth. Elizabeth."

"Is she pretty?" I asked. I didn't know what else to do or say. That was the strategy I instantly adopted in that moment of realizing that I was the loser. I became his best friend instead.

And he went for it. I learned more about Elizabeth than I ever cared to, and more about my former boyfriend than I ever knew, when Jarrett felt free, I suppose, for the first time, to gush about his new beloved and anything else he wanted. Now that he was free to pursue her.

He told me, joyfully, that Beth was of Indian descent, with a pierced nose, glasses, and dark skin. What a contrast to my shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes. She, unlike me, wanted a brood of rugrats. She, unlike me, was studying to be a doctor. She, unlike me, was coolheaded, unemotional and professional. Jarrett even called me, in a state of total moronic exuberance, to tell me that he had proposed to her, and that she had accepted. This was three months after our break up. By then, he had moved out of our apartment and in with Beth, and I was next in line after God and his mom for any emerging news.

I think Jarrett proposing to Beth was a tipping point in my life. That was when I decided that MEN = PAIN. My father hit me whenever he didn't like anything I did, which was daily. My male teachers had messed with my mind, making me think that I couldn't do math, science, computers, or drive, because the vagina apparently interfered with competence. At work, men had thrown me under the bus, stolen credit for my victories, and bullied me. Jarrett's proposal to Beth was the proverbial 'straw' that broke my back. I was DONE with men, at least as done as my body would let me be. 

Walking back home from the L station after work, I picked up a Chicago Reader from the 7/11 on the corner. Once home, I went to the Women Seeking Women ads, and starting calling phone numbers, down the line. I got one girl, live. Kathryn, aged 32, height 5'3, brown hair and eyes, pretty, petite and slim, she said. Also inexperienced, and available to meet at a neighborhood bar in an hour. 

Having a bisexual fling might been considered a strange reaction to hearing that your soulmate is marrying another woman. But I first became aware of my attraction to women while dating Jarrett. He liked to go dancing at gay clubs, because the music was better. Sex was invariably great afterwards, because I was always so turned on, from seeing the women dancing together and making out. But I wasn't fully aware of that then. Now, I was hurting too much to let another man near me. But the idea of a woman – it was comforting, somehow. 

So I got this bi–curious woman, Kathryn, live on the phone. She'd said she could tell we were on the same wavelength, and agreed to meet at a bar near my apartment in Lincoln Park. I was delighted to see how cute she was when she walked in.

"Hey, I'm Kathryn. You Rachel?" said a ginger-haired pixie, standing before me with her hand extended to shake. She was an extremely cute girl, a slim, petite one who looked amazing in short hair, with her sculpted cheekbones, freckles, and elegant, upturned nose. Her mouth was small, her lips shaped like a heart.

"Yes, nice to meet you Kathryn. I'm Rachel."

Kathryn grinned, which made her look even cuter. "Buy you a shot. What kind?"

"Tequila," I laughed. I felt extremely happy. For the first time in months, a half hour went by without me thinking about Jarrett. It was Kathryn's sparkly green eyes. They were mesmerizing as she told me story after story, entertaining me with her clever wit and her lighthearted laugh. I kept stealing glances at her, unable to believe that she was gay or bisexual.

"Are you always this charming," I asked her, flirting awkwardly.

"Only when I'm happy," she said. "I'm feeling very happy right now. Wanna know why?"

"Tell me," I said, looking into her green eyes, and then quickly away, for I could not match her intensity.

"Because," she said, draining her shot glass and motioning for the bartender to fill up two more, "you are a hottie, and this might be it, finally!" She winked at me as the bartender placed two tequila shots down on the bar counter.

"Really," I said. (I was probably flushing with pleasure.) "Have you had some bad experiences with the Reader ad?"

"Most of these bitches are dumb and ugly!" Kathryn laughed. That turned me off a bit, and I must have looked away. Kathryn noticed.

"I'm not trying to be a jerk. It's just that, have you met any gay or bi-curious women?"

"Well, not for dating. This is my first date, or whatever," I said.

"Well, let me just warn you then, there are a lot of dogs out there," she said. "And fatties. And psychos."

I began to cry, feeling personally wounded by Kathryn's rejection of lonely, unloved, unattractive women, the majority of whom probably made up the world. Now I was one of them too. It was all too much. I wasn't what men liked to call 'stable' at the moment.

"Hey, I'm not talking about you, ok?" Facing me, she took my hands in hers. Her nails were short and unpolished, but neat. Her warm hands held my larger ones as she searched my face. "You been through a rough time, kiddo?" she asked, touching my chin underneath, to get me to look at her, before reaching down to clasp my hand again. I raised my blue eyes to meet her twinkling green ones. 

"Pretty rough," I admitted. "Boyfriend of almost four years left me for his classmate, and now he's marrying her. It's been three months since we broke up."

"Jeez, Rachel, that's rough. That sucks, sweetie. Come here. How about a hug," Kathryn said, extending her arms out to receive me. 

And I really needed it, so I went to her. I let her hold me as I sobbed, getting mucous and tears on her soft blue angora sweater, sinking into her embrace. She smelled refreshing and clean, like citrus and cucumbers. She was smaller than me, but also about six years older. I felt safe in her embrace. 

"It's okay sweetie. Cry your heart out. I don't mind. Let it out, hon. Everybody hurts sometimes. Let it out." She patted me on the back as I sobbed it out.

At some point, I began to realize that I could feel her breasts pressing up against me as she held me. I focused on the sensation and realized that I could feel her hard nipples pushing through the angora sweater. With that realization, my own nipples grew erect and pushed through the lace of my black bra, underneath my own sweater. I was wet! I pulled away. "I'm sorry, I'm getting snot all over your pretty sweater," I said, reaching for some bar napkins. I wiped her sweater with the tissues.

"Oh, I don't care about that. It will wash off," she smiled. "Feeling better?" she wiped away the tears, and then wiped around my eyes in gentle strokes, cleaning up the eyeliner and mascara that had smeared from my crying. 

I was feeling better. Much better. How incredible it was to have my feelings validated! How amazing to be allowed to break down emotionally, on a first date, over my ex? And to not make me feel weak or crazy for it? And she still seemed to want me! 

"I think I need to drink more," I said. What if she kissed me, right in front of everyone here at my straight neighborhood tap? What if she didn't? 

"Six more shots," Kathryn said to the bartender. 

She turned and grinned at me in a lopsided manner that insinuated trouble. She looked, for a moment, like a really cute, scheming boy. It gave me a twitch down under. Yowza! I liked her grin. Something stirred in me – some slippery longing, finally awakened from slumber. 

The bartender delivered the crowd of shotglasses. "Close it out," Kathryn said to him. "Now Rachel," she turned to me with that lopsided grin, "how much lubrication do you think you'll need?"

----

She waited until we were in my house to kiss me. I guess she didn't want to be seen either. But the second we were in the door, she took charge. 

I didn't mean to slow her down -- it's just that I was so surprised by the kissing, and how different it was from anything I'd experienced with a man. It was just so SOFT. So delicious. So urgent and sweet. So hot and juicy. I want to eat her up and savor her forever at the same time. I held her face in my hands as I possessed her little mouth with mine in a deep soul kiss. She moaned, pressed her body up against mine, and her hands flew to my jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding them down my legs. I pushed them off and away, and pulled that soft blue sweater up and over her head, leaving her short ginger hair floating in static. She laughed, undid her jeans and pushed them off. Then she lifted off my sweater, leaving me in my black lace bra and knee socks. We were giggling as we undressed each other, giddy from the tequila. But when I saw her breasts, I got another powerful twitch in my crotch. 

I'd seen tens of thousands of women's breasts in my life as a tennis athlete – thousands of stolen locker-room glances. Kathryns' were exquisite – I mean exceptional. Maybe I say that now because I know what she did with them, but I probably thought they were miraculous from the first time I laid eyes on them.

She was probably a B cup, with her cone-shaped mounds standing at attention, for she wore no bra. That gave me another twitch – that I'd been feeling her bare breasts underneath that soft sweater at the bar. Her half-dollar-sized areolas, brown with erect nipples, stretched out towards me. "Wow," I said, falling down onto the couch in something like a trance. "You're lovely."

"You think?" she smiled, straddling me on the green sofa. Her freckled pale skin contrasted with my long white legs. She wore white high-cut boy briefs with red trim. It looked seductively androgynous, with its red boy-crotch outline, against her flat and girlish pussy and belly. 

"Wow," I said again, lowering myself down to a lying position on the couch.

Kathryn adjusted herself. Still straddling me in those maddening underpants, she lowered herself over me, now pressing her bare breasts against my bra-constrained ones. Her crotch felt hot against mine, her legs stretched out long against mine. 

"Let's just stay like this a second," she said, and I had no argument. 

It was all so new to me. I luxuriated in the warmth radiating from her luscious curves, the soft pull of her flesh, the invitation in her breathing. I could tell she was extremely aroused by the ragged edge to her breath, and that made me aroused. Wetness oozed from between my legs. Kathryn edged up to her elbows, her breasts poking down on me, and grinned that lopsided smile that made me twitch. Her grin widened. "Oh, I think she likes it," Kathryn said, moving her arm downwards. 

She placed her hand over my hot, wet crotch, and I could help but moan. Tucking her fingers underneath my buttocks, she reached under my thong and drew her finger down its length, retracting it slowly from inside the wet folds of my crease, sopping with my juices. "Mmmmmm," she said, making a wickedly pleased face that sent another twitch through my privates. She tested my taste delicately, reaching out with a rigid tongue to lap up the juice on her finger. "MMMMM," she confirmed, and then pulled aside my black thong with her other hand. She continued to make sounds of pleasure as she rubbed her fingers over my clit and labia, which I kept waxed. "It's so smooth and slippery," she said, "I could cum just touching it." She slid her hand inside the boybriefs, touching herself.

"You're getting me very excited," I murmured.

She put her hands under her breasts, as if presenting me with a treasure. "Suck on them," she demanded. And I complied, with pleasure, taking first one breast tip into my mouth, and then the other. I sucked on her nipples, and I blew on them. I traced delicate circles around each of her areolas with my tongue, while she moaned and pleasured herself under those boy briefs. 

Then, she removed her breast from my suckling lips. Dragging them down the length of my torso, creating a trail of shivering sensation, she stopped to rest down between my legs, and looked up at me. 

Her cute pixie haircut was sticking up in three directions, and she had a look of ecstasy in her eyes as she drew her breasts down to my pussy area. Then she dragged her nipples across the soft hollows on my inner thighs, sending shivers down my spine. She smiled up at me, lopsidedly. 

Then, taking her right breast into her right hand, she brought her nipple to touch the lips of my pussy. She traced a path along one side of my crease with her protruding nipple, which seemed to grow fuller by the minute, up along the inside tip and then down the other side of my cunt. I shivered, waiting for it. Then I felt her nipple pressing up against the nub of my clitoris, and I nearly lost it. "Oh my God," I cried out, groaning with pleasure, and looking down at Kathryn. "OH!"

She was fucking me with her breast, inserting it several inches into my vagina and then pulling it out again, leaving a sucking void hungry to be filled again. "Come on!" I screamed, as she groaned and pumped me with her conical breast, and fucked herself with her other hand. A wave of pure pleasure rolled up from my feet, threatening to drown me in its delicious intensity. "Oh my god oh my god oh my god," we both began to chant, before crashing together in mutual ecstasy. 

It was ... amazing. Incredible. In my wildest imagination, I'd never considered such total pleasure. Pleasure that left me feeling whole, instead of taken.

"Wow," I said again. What a poet.

Kathryn crawled back up to the top of the couch and lay half atop, half beside me. She was still breathing hard, having done most of the work. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Are you kidding? Am I OK?" I laughed. Then I realized that maybe she was asking because she was not okay. I hugged her closer. "Are you ok?"

"Never been better. In my whole life," she said, snuggling her cold-tipped nose into the warm place between my breasts. She fell asleep there, snuggling, while I stared off at a cobweb on the ceiling, my brow furrowed, thinking, and feeling.



The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 01



"No," I moaned.

"You are! You're pussy is dripping wet," she chided me as she pulled my panties down my thighs as they slid over my knees and gathered at my ankles. "Step up," she barked as she bent down and took them off completely, tossing them across the room where my pile of clothes had formed.

Meagan's fingers had replaced mine, pushing into my box, working in and out as her thumb rubbed against my clit. It felt so good. I hadn't felt this feeling for months as my body felt on fire.

Meagan took her fingers out of my box and trailed them up to my mouth. She rubbed them over my lips, which I clenched at first, until she pushed her way in. I licked her fingers, wet with my own juices until she returned them to my pussy.

I wanted to cum so bad and Meagan knew it. "Not yet baby. We're not ready for you to cum just yet. Get down on your knees."

I sunk down on my knees. Actually it was a blessing as they felt they might buckle at any moment. In the meantime Meagan lifted her t-shirt over her head. As I expected it left her in the nude with her beautiful breasts coming into view. The very breasts I had stared at the night before.

"I asked you last night if you saw something you liked and you said no. Now I'm gonna' ask you again. What do you say Cheryl? You see something you want? Something you want to have?" she teased.

There was still a voice in my head telling me this was wrong. So very wrong. Having lesbian sex. Lesbian sex with your own sister. Never mind that we weren't of the same mother. We had grown up together. It was wrong but I couldn't deny her any longer. I wanted this. I wanted to make love to her.

She leaned up. Her left breast just inches from my mouth as I closed on it. I took the tip in my mouth, licking, sucking her flesh. I went from the left to the right, sucking as much tit as I could. Meagan's hand wrapped around my head and pulled me closer, moaning her approval as I feasted on my sister's breasts.

I loved her hard little nub as it danced on my tongue. I drew her nipple in, pulling, sucking just like I always liked. Just as Steve used to do to me.

"That's right Cheryl. Suck my tit. I love it when you suck on my nipples. That feels so good," she cooed. "I knew you wanted to do that. I knew last night when I caught you staring at them. You like sucking my titties don't you baby?'

There was no denying it now as I just nodded my head and moaned. 

"Tell me. I want to hear you tell me. Tell me or I'm going to take it away," she threatened.

"Yes. I do, I do love sucking your tits," I moaned as I went from one to the other drawing them into my mouth, sucking like a woman possessed.

Meagan let go of my head and sunk back on the couch, inching her ass up toward the end. "I want you to lick me baby. Lick me down there. Lick my pussy," she continued as her fingers stroked my face, ever so often darting near my mouth where I drew her fingers in, sucking on them.

I didn't know exactly what to do but I knew what I liked as I scooted down staring at her womanhood. I had never seen a pussy that close and her's was beautiful. Her box shaved and her little lips already wet like dew on a flower.

I placed soft little kisses on her lips, savoring both her taste and the smell. I tentatively touched the tip of my tongue to her fold drawing a soft groan from Meagan. The more I licked the bolder I became as I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper, with long licks up and down her wet slit.

Meagan grasped the couch, squeezing, gasping as I drove my face into her box. "Oh fuck, damn that's so good. Lick my pussy. Holy shit that feels good. Make me cum baby. Make your little baby sister cum."

I worked her pussy over like a pro. I loved the taste. Now I couldn't believe I had never done this before. I understood why Meagan liked it. I was hooked on the taste of pussy. I wanted more. I wanted hers. I wanted to drain her of her juices as I scooped them into my greedy mouth.

Sucking on her hard little clit, I felt her legs shaking as she began to thrash on the couch, her legs lifting up and then down as she pushed harder into my face. I knew she was cumming. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted as I continued my assault until she began to settle back into the couch until limp with her climax.

I looked up from my perch between her legs to see her eyes open and then a bright smile come across her face as she playfully pinched my nose, her brown eyes sparkling.

"Come up here," she said softly as I scooted my naked body up hers until I sat straddling her lap, facing her. There were no words as our eyes met and then she leaned forward, so slowly, until our lips came together. Her full, plump lips and mine wet with her juices. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and I retuned her kiss.

My arms wrapped around her neck as we embraced. It seemed so natural, so right as we kissed, our tongues sliding against each other. We must have kissed for ten or fifteen minutes before I lay my head gently on her shoulder.

Meagan slowly lowered me to the couch and took up a position between my legs as she retuned the favor of eating my pussy. No one had ever done what she did to me as she sucked my clit and moved her fingers in and out of my box.

Meagan would glide her tongue from my pussy to my asshole as she plunged her tongue in, toying with my clit. She had me suck on her fingers, wetting them with my saliva which she transferred to my nipple. Pinching them between her expert fingers. Pulling, pinching, and sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I had surrendered completely to her as I lay under her letting her do whatever she wanted. There was no pretense now. No threats. I knew I would do whatever she asked and she knew it too.

Before the evening was over I begged her to allow me to feast on her pussy again. I was hooked and I couldn't get enough as she stood over me and told me where and how she liked her cunt licked.

That evening we went to bed together. My arms wrapped tightly around my little sister. My sister had blackmailed me into lesbian sex but I knew now that she would never have to force me again. I loved going down on her and knew in the morning, I would do so again. What I didn't know was all she had in store for me as her lesbian sister.



The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The not so Reluctant Lesbian

The rain relentlessly pounds on Sheila's bedroom window in a soothing beat that gently wakes Jackie from her deep slumbers. She uncoils from the fetal position she was rolled up in feeling completely sated and contented from head to toe to the very depths of her soul. For the first time in weeks there is no ache what so ever in her breasts. Just a warm pleasant tingly feeling that makes her sigh with relief. She feels another slight warm glow emitting from her well satisfied womb.

Erotic memories of the night before slowly come back to her as she stretches and luxuriates in the full body tingles only a woman can feel after being completely satisfied in every way. Disappointedly, Jackie realizes she is alone in the bed. Her two lovers have left her like the pleasant dreams of the night before, fading from her memory as if they had never been.

Jackie stretches again and light headedly sits up in the bed to look at the rain out the window. "Holy Shit, I slept through the night," She says as she begins to softly rub and message her nude breasts, enjoying the sensations that her hands are producing. She loses herself in her self message until she feels rays of sun light caress her breast through the window and she can no longer hear the rain. An hour at least has passed while she rubs her breasts in a trance like state.

Jackie has never felt so euphoric in her life. She feels like a goddess stepping down from heaven as her feet lightly hit the floor. Nude, she floats over to her freshly washed sweat shirt and pants folded on a nearby chair and sees the note Sheila has left for her pinned to her shirt.

"You were AWESOME last night lover, much more than I had ever dreamed. I think I'm falling in love. It pains me that I have to leave you without wrapping myself in your arms and giving you a proper good bye but I just couldn't bring myself to wake you from your beautiful dreams. You looked so blissful lying there I just couldn't do it. I have to bring Liz back up state to wrap up a few things and then both of us will be back for work tomorrow. I will pick you up as normal. A queen like you should never ride a bus! I'm giddy as a school girl with her first crush! This shouldn't be happening to me. What are you doing to me lover? Can't wait to see you again. You are so delicious I want to eat you all up, AGAIN." 

"Oh, I washed your sweats for you. It was SOOOOOO wet with your milk."

"XOXOXOXOXO "SMACK" Sheila."

Jackie is filled with pride and longing as she reads the note again and again. Tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks and pangs of wantonness rumble in her groin. Carefully she folds the note and puts the note in her pocketbook. She is a little bit hungry so before dressing and leaving for home she sees what Sheila has to eat in the fridge. She opens the door to discover not much food. There is no room because gallons of dated breast milk take up virtually every space.

At the sight of the breast milk Jackie's nipples instantly harden and two white dots of her own milk began to form at the tips. "Oh my," She says as a strong shiver courses through her body. Guiltily, Jackie takes a jug of milk out and unscrews the cap to smell the milk as a reminder of the night before. Her whole body awakens at the first sniff of the sweet smelling milk and before she can stop herself she lifts the jug with two hands to her waiting lips.

Sheila's oh so sweet, cold breast milk coats Jackie's tongue and throat as it works its way down to her stomach. "Umph,Umph,Umph,Umph," are the grunting noises Jackie makes as she swallows gulp after gulp of the cold nectar. Sheila's sticky milk is spilling out her mouth all over Jackie's shoulders and breasts and dripping to the floor even as Jackie's stomach expands to accommodate the breast milk. Unknowingly, Jackie's own nipples begin to fire streams of milk in the air in celebration of the cold fluid that is coating Jackie's filling stomach.

Finally Jackie pulls her hungry mouth from the Jug amazed to see she has drunk and spilled nearly a half gallon of breast milk all over herself. She cleans the mess up on the floor and heads to the bath with the rest of the milk. When the tub eventually fills she sits in it and very slowly finishes off the other half gallon of Sheila's milk, this time not spilling a precious drop. Jackie swirls every mouthful in her mouth like a fine wine before swallowing it down to her swelling belly.

"Ahhhh," Jackie sighs and smacks her lips as the last mouth full enters her now huge belly. She lies in the warm tub thinking of nothing as she contently strokes her milk impregnated tummy. Just knowing her tummy is near bursting with Sheila's milk makes Jackie feel as if Sheila is in the tub with her.

Finally Jackie struggles out of the tub. Her milk laden belly makes it difficult to get up but she finally manages to do so and waddle over to her cloths and dress. Her sweat shirt and pants are stretched to their limit by her breast and belly. Her body and the tub have now warmed the milk in her stomach and a very stimulating warm glow radiates through out her body with her tummy as the epicenter. She is determined not to discharge the warm milk so she can revel in this feeling of pleasure and closeness to Sheila for as long as she can.

She ponders Sheila's fridge as she's leaving and decides there is plenty of milk in it and takes two gallons of milk with her home in two large grocery bags. Giggling, "I'm sure we can always replace it." She leaves Sheila's house and decides to walk the mile to her house on this warm sunny day. The weight of the bags is neutralized by the thought of their cargo and they feel light as feathers. "Better burn off some of this milk, don't want to get fat," Jackie says to herself as she walks home. The world has never been so alive to Jackie. Places she passes that have been gray since Butchy died are once again filled with vivid colors. The birds sing songs of love that warm her soul. And the little children playing in the park make her think of her own baby and her hopes for the future. People walking by her see her warm healthy glow, the smile on her face and her straining sweat shirt and just assume she is pregnant.

She finally reaches home and places the milk in her fridge. Her bladder is near bursting and reluctantly she releases a steady, strong stream into her toilet bowl. As the warmth leaves her stomach and bladder her belly starts to shrink to normal levels once again. But not quit as her stomach is stretched to accommodate more milk. Jackie goes to the living room and watches TV wondering what Sheila is doing. Her eyes constantly wonder back to the fridge which she can see from where she is seated. And when a "got milk" commercial plays on the TV it is too much for her and before she knows it she finds herself at the fridge door grabbing a gallon Jug of milk. 

Her whole body is shaking like a crack addict waiting for her next fix as she gets a tall glass and brings the jug to the table. Jackie can't decide if she has the patients to heat the milk first or not. Finally she gets a big pot and fills it with milk and pours the remainder of the milk in a glass to drink while she waits for it to warm. Over the course of the night Jackie polishes off all the milk in the glass and the milk in the pot, refilling her stomach with Sheila's warmth. When finished, she falls into a deep sleep on her bed, rubbing her extended belly through the night while she sleeps.

The next morning Jackie wakes to a pair of large black hands lovingly rubbing her swollen tummy in slow seductive circles.

"Good Morning sleepy head," Sheila says affectionately. "I couldn't wait to see you so I came straight here from up state. You left your door unlocked and I came in. I hope you don't mind."

Sleepily Jackie says " Hmmm, no baby, not at all. Please keep rubbing my belly, it feels so good."

"Is that my breast milk in there that's making your stomach so fat?" Sheila coos. "You left the jug in the kitchen and I recognize my hand writing on it."

"Yes Sheila it is, I took some of your breast milk from your house to be closer to you while you were away. With your milk inside me I feel like you're with me."

Sheila's eyes swell with tears as for the first time in her life she is over come with love for someone other than her self. So Jackie can't see her crying, Sheila lowers her head on to Jackie's stomach and listens to her milk slosh around inside her. Jackie cradles her head in her arms stroking it with her hands while she hums like a mother to her baby.

"I love you Jackie." Sheila says into Jackie's stomach with a hitch in her throat.

"I know baby, I love you too."

The two women lay this way until Jackie's alarm goes off for work. Reluctantly, Sheila rises off of Jackie wiping her eyes. Little tear streaks run along the arc of Jackie's belly. Jackie pretends not to notice and heads to the bathroom to relieve herself and ready for work. When dressed, Jackie comes out and goes to Sheila who is sitting on the couch. Jackie looks down at Sheila and smiles warmly at her. She straddles Sheila's thick thighs facing her as she sits in her lap. Jackie holds Sheila by her head, looks into her eyes and whispers, "I love you," And pulls Sheila's full lips to her mouth parting them with her tongue.

The two women continue to slowly kiss each others mouths, the pace never quickening. This kiss is about pure passion not lust so there is no need for it to quicken. They take turns exploring each others mouths with their tongues often meeting in the middle to stroke each other and to learn each others taste, their warm mouths opening and closing and sharing of each other with each cycle of their kiss. Sheila's large breast surrounding Jackie's body and Jackie's loving hands pulling and rubbing Sheila's head, make the two women feel as one.

Finally Jackie disengages her kiss and dreamily says, "We have to go to work now Sheila."

Sheila sighs, "I know Jackie, let's get this over with," And stands to leave for work.

The two women arrive at work just at punch in time. Both women can take their eyes off each other and after a few hours Sheila notices that Jackie is grimacing in pain.

"What's wrong Jackie are you all right?"

"Yeah Sheila I'm ok, it's just that my breast are filling up with milk again and they are very uncomfortable."

"Oh my god Jackie, why didn't you same something? I totally forgot about that. I'm kind of use to mine being full all the time but I could use a little relief too," Sheila giggles.

"Here, at work Sheila? No way we'll get caught."

"Don't worry Jackie, I have the perfect place. I have the key to the stock room," Sheila says as she pulls Jackie around the corner.

Sheila unlocks the door to the pitch black stock room and the two women step inside. She makes sure to lock the door and turns on the light. Jackie has all ready removed her shirt and is unhooking her bra.

Sheila stares at Jackie and says, "You're beautiful."

Jackie turns beat red, removes her bra, lifts her right breast up and wiggles her index finger at Sheila, "Come and get it baby."

Sheila slowly walks to Jackie's waiting breast but before she can cover the distance, Jackie's bloated right nipple starts shooting high arcs of milk into the air in anticipation of Sheila's mouth. Her left nipple, equally swollen, drips a steady stream of milk on to the floor. 

Sheila stops dead in her tracks and stares at Jackie's nipples in awe. Without being touched hardly at all milk is streaming out of both tits.

"I thought you had a lactating problem Jackie?"

"Not when I'm near you baby, please don't talk, suck," Jackie says as she aims a stream of milk at Sheila.

Without a further word Sheila steps up to Jackie, kneels on the floor and very gently encircles her squirting nipple with her fat lips. She feels the warm milk hit the back of her throat and she swallows it down.

"What are you doing Sheila?" Jackie asks, "Suck it hard," As Jackie wraps her hands behind Sheila's head and pulls it forward into her breast as hard as she can.

Sheila had remembered how she had hurt Jackie before when she sucked her nipples and her new found feelings for her have made her reluctant of hurting her again. But with Jackie's words and feeling her rock hard nipple deep in Sheila's mouth, Sheila clamped down on the engorged nipple and sucks as hard as she can. She was rewarded with a constant powerful stream of warm mother's milk filling her mouth as Jackie's nipple doubled in size between her lips to accommodate the increased flow.

"Oh my god Sheila, that feels sooooo good, suck my tit dry baby," Jackie shudders as she gradually empties her breast into Sheila's tummy. 

Sheila brings her large hands up to Jackie's right breast and starts to ring every last delicious drop of her milk from her breast as she squeezes the breast forward with each new suck. Jackie feels warm streams of tingling pleasure pool at her fat nipple and release into Sheila's mouth. Sheila can't swallow fast enough and milk dribbles out the corner of her mouth onto the floor. Finally after what seems an eternity Jackie's right breast is completely empty and the two women repeat the process on her neglected left tit. When finally done Sheila holds Jackie's hand to her stomach and Jackie glows with pride that she can feel this large women's belly much warmer than before and a little bit extended with her milk. "Now I have a little bit of you with me to keep me company," Sheila says.

"We don't have time to do my breasts now Jackie but if you don't mind could we come back here later?" Sheila says shyly, "My God did I just say that?" Sheila wonders at the gentile caring change that Jackie is bringing over her.

"Of course darling I wouldn't miss it for the world. Your milk from the fridge is great but I want it straight from the faucet."

Once again, so unlike her, Sheila blushes and thrills at the prospect of filling Jackie's stomach with her milk.

As it turns out Sheila finagles the boss to let Jackie and her go home early so Jackie can pay proper attention to Sheila's tits.

Jackie and Sheila arrive at Sheila' apartment walk in the living room and sit on the couch.

"Jackie, I want to do something for you now. You are bringing a change over me that I have never felt before. I don't care about my needs and wants at all for the first time in my life. All I want to do is please you and make you feel happy and loved, ok? So I just want you to sit back and relax. It would make me so happy," Sheila says as she starts tearing up once again.

Jackie shyly smiles at Sheila. Jackie normally feels the same way in all her relationships so she completely understands Sheila's new found need. Her heart swells with pride and love for the change she seems to have brought in Sheila. "Ok Sheila I'm all yours," Jackie says with a gleam in her eye.

"First let's get these cloths off you; I want to see your gorgeous body," Sheila says. Sheila leans over to Jackie's side of the couch and starts slowly kissing Jackie on the neck, sending shivers down Jackie's spine. Sheila's tits are pressing into Jackie's side as Sheila reaches up to find the top button on Jackie's blouse. Sheila stops kissing Jackie's neck and pulls away for a moment so her other hand can squeeze between her breasts and Jackie's body to help unbutton the button.

As Sheila works the first button free, she gazes into Jackie's eyes and Sheila's eyes start to water as they fill up with love for this blond woman. A single tear falls from her eye and lands between Jackie's upper breasts as Sheila's mouth follows the tear downward to kiss Jackie's lower throat. Sheila's long thick tongue slowly parts her lips to taste Jackie's throat, leaving a line of saliva as she slowly drags it from the base of Jackie's neck swirls around her tiny Adams apple and continues upward to tickle her throat below her chin.

Jackie's breath is now coming in short gasps as with each swipe of Sheila's tongue sends Jackie's breasts heaving upward straining for release from their bra prison. Sheila's hands have not been idol as they have continued to unbutton Jackie's blouse. Now Sheila's mouth starts traveling downward following the path of opened buttons between Jackie's wanton breasts. As Sheila's mouth buries it self between Jackie's heaving cleavage, Sheila can smell Jackie's fresh breast milk that has started to leak from her swollen nipples within her bra cup. As Sheila softly licks between Jackie's breasts she is surprised to taste a small amount of her milk that has leaked from Jackie's now over flowing bra cup. 

Sheila has to fight back old urges to rip off the rest of Jackie's cloths and ravaging her as the warm milk lights fires of desire through out her body. Panting heavily, Sheila pulls away from Jackie's bosoms and looks into her angelic face. Her animalistic urges are quelled and re channeled by the trusting love she sees there. And with a giant shiver Sheila very gently pulls the blouse off of Jackie's arms.

Jackie is trying her best to remain still but her pussy has been ignited with lust and her nipples inflamed with desire. She realizes this delicious teasing has just begun and is able to keep her bodies desires in check, just barely, to please Sheila's new caring side.

Next, Sheila's fingers slowly and lightly drag there way down Jackie's sides sending fresh shivers into Jackie's body. As they reach the elastic on the slacks of Jackie's sweat pants, they hook themselves inside and slowly draw them down. Jackie lifts off the couch so Sheila can roll the sweats past her full hips. Even so the sweats hang up for a moment on Jackie's protruding ass cheeks. Once done she plops back on the couch and Sheila continues pulling the sweats off, scrapping her finger nails along Jackie's legs that awaken even more chills inside Jackie.

Sheila now stands up and pulls her blouse over her bulging bra exposing mounds of dark brown breast flesh over flowing out of her cups. Jackie is mesmerized and waits with anticipation for Sheila to free them from the bra. Sheila reaches between her breasts to find the hidden clasps there and deftly on the first try unhooks her bra. Sheila slowly, ever so slowly pulls the cups away from her breasts as she stares at Jackie's face and sways her hips back and forth.

The bra cups finally clear Sheila's huge pitch black nipples and falls to the floor, Jackie gasps with awe and excitement at the sight as she always does. Her clit hardens hoping Sheila will let her feast on them. Jackie looks into Sheila's misty eyes and when they make contact, Sheila holds her gaze for a moment, looks down and points to her swelling left nipple with her index finger, then extends the index finger from her nipple so its pointing straight at Jackie's mouth. A second later without being touched her nipple fires a steady stream of her milk arcing through the air to land on Jackie's chest and walk it way up to her opening mouth. Jackie gets about a half mouthful before the stream peters out all the way down to a slow drip. And not for the first time Jackie thinks Sheila's tits have minds of their own.

Jackie swallows the milk down and licks her lips as the love in her eyes has turned to pure lust. She holds her arms out to Sheila beckoning her to come to her.

"For you Jackie, anything," Sheila says as she saunters over to her. When Sheila reaches Jackie she puts one knee on the couch and swings the other one over Jackie's thighs so she is straddling Jackie's lap. She reaches behind Jackie and unhooks her bra freeing Jackie's breast that immediately pump their milk on to Sheila's stomach. Sheila throws the bra to the floor and kisses Jackie on the mouth parting her lips with her fat tongue as she holds Jackie's head tightly between her hands. Jackie's upper body is entirely between Sheila's large cleavage and her breasts continue to shoot streams of milk as Sheila's belly presses into them.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 02



It was Saturday morning when Meagan and I woke up, my arms wrapped tightly around my little sister. It had been years since we slept together as teens, usually on a family vacation, but nothing like the evening the two of us shared the prior evening. Meagan is my step-sister and a committed lesbian. When I agreed to allow her to stay at my apartment for the summer, I had no idea how it would change my life.

What began as an act of blackmail on her part, finding out I had been arrested on a possession of marijuana charge, turned into an evening of consensual sex. Perhaps more than consensual – I was absolutely hooked on pussy.

I lay in bed looking at her angelic face wondering what she might be dreaming. I lost count of how many minutes went by until slowly she opened her brown eyes as a bright smile widened across her face. She leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. It was a kiss that didn't press, yet lingered, as we shared a moment. She pulled back, looked at me, and then quickly kissed me again as she moved back the sheet and stepped from our bed informing me she was going to put on the coffee.

I watched as she walked from the room, her beautiful ass swaying back and forth. Meagan was always so pretty but I can't describe how gorgeous she looked at just that minute as her naked body turned out the bedroom door.

As I rose out of bed, I saw the small bruises on my neck and breasts, evidently from her oral onslaught as she sucked on my body the prior evening. I couldn't recall when I had someone lick, suck, and kiss me as thoroughly as Meagan until we both seemed to pass out from exhaustion.

I stepped into the master bedroom shower, as the warm water cascaded over my body, my hair plastered to my neck and upper body as I lathered in some shampoo. I heard the sound of a cup as it was set on the counter. Expecting Meagan to announce she had brought my coffee, she instead opened the shower door. My eyes closed tight keeping out the suds, I heard the door open and felt rather than saw my sister as she joined me.

"Here, let me do that," she urged as I felt Meagan's hands on my scalp as her delicate fingers ran through my hair. Meagan turned me so that my back was to her as she rubbed the shampoo in, gently stroking her fingers through. She guided my head under the warm water as it rinsed the soap out and I felt her reach over for the soap and then begin rubbing it across my chest, my breasts, and then below to my stomach.

I gasped slightly as she rubbed just above my smooth hairless pussy and spread my legs as she dipped in and then through my crack. She rubbed the soap on my shoulders and across my back before I felt her own naked breasts rubbing across my back, sliding back and forth.

Meagan turned me again, taking my arms and planting my hands against the tiled wall of the shower. Her knees pressing the inside of my thigh and spreading my legs as she took total control, positioning me to her liking. She reached around and firmly grasped a breast which she squeezed, taking her finger and pulling, twisting my hardening nipple. Her left hand ventured to my box, still soapy as she ran her fingers between the lips of my vagina, plunging in occasionally as she stopped to run circles around my clit.

Her hand grasped a cheek of my ass, squeezing before it dipped into my crack and then ever so lightly settled on my asshole. Her touch made me gasp which drew her response.

"Oh, I think you like that. I think you like me playing with your little ass don't you baby?" she purred as she dipped a finger ever so lightly into my tight opening. The soap and the running water allowed it to slide in easily as she pushed slowly, just one finger, a little bit at the time as I became more accustomed to her probing.

"You and Steve do this baby? Did Steve like to play back here?" she asked softly in my ear as her chin rested on my shoulder.

"No," I groaned back as she was pushing the finger deeper, all the way to her knuckle before she withdrew it only to replace it again.

"You didn't? He didn't want a piece of this?" she acted surprised.

"He wanted it," I moaned back. "I just didn't do that and he never pushed it," I strained to get out as she kept up.

Meagan was now twisting two fingers in me. Two of her fingers pushing into my ass as I felt myself pushing back to meet her. I had denied Steve when he asked to fuck my ass but here I was letting my little sister fuck my behind with her fingers and enjoying it with abandon.

"Ummm," I moaned as I pushed against the wall and stuck my ass out further. At that moment I wished she had a cock, I wanted her to fuck me. Fuck me hard.

"Oh fuck Meagan, Do me. Fuck me there, fuck my ass," I groaned as I felt her lightly bite the back of my shoulder, her tongue on my skin as she now used three fingers, twisting, pushing into my hole. Her fingers left my breast and traveled down to my pussy where she rubbed my clit with two fingers, back and forth, as I felt my orgasm building.

Her body pressed against mine, her nipples sliding into my back as I came and came hard. She withdrew her fingers and flipped me around. Her mouth searching out mine as the water ran over our bodies. Her tongue pushing into my mouth as I sucked on it. I wanted her. I wanted all of her. At that moment I would have swallowed her if I could.

Our lips sliding across each other, as our breasts mashed together. At that instant, she was my world and I would have given her anything she wanted.

We toweled each other off as she dabbed the cloth at my wet hair and dried the water from my body. Doing the same to her, I eased the towel down before my eyes rested on the shaved jewel between her legs. I sank to my knees and placed kisses on her damp pussy which drew sighs of approval as I took up where I had left off last night. 

I licked her folds, running my tongue between them as I ground my face into her warm flesh. Her familiar juices filled my mouth as I sucked, licked and nibbled on her sensitive lips. While I had only licked my first pussy the night before, I already felt an expert when it came to pleasuring my new lover. Her fingers ran through my hair before resting on my shoulder. She raised and rested a foot on the toilet giving me better access between her legs.

I ran my tongue up and down her wet slit, from her opening to her ass as she groaned. Impulsively, I licked at her little anal opening, and when she moaned, I dabbed more forcefully with my tongue. Maybe it was the naughty nature or perhaps because she had just fingered me there, but I began licking with passion at her little pink flower.

"Oh shit. Yeah, baby. Lick my ass. Fuck that feels good," Meagan chanted encouraging me on. As she had done me, I replaced my tongue with my fingers as I probed her backside, moving them in and out, before returning with my tongue. Her ass tasted slightly tart but delicious as I pushed my tongue up her little hole.

"Yea, you little dirty bitch. Damn I didn't know how kinky you could get. I love it. I love you eating my ass," she groaned as I worked my tongue in. I liked being dirty. I wanted to be dirty for her. I had always been the good girl. Always staying out of trouble. But now I was reveling in being bad. 

I positioned myself behind her, holding her cheeks apart as I feasted on her ass as she leaned forward, her cheeks sliding against my face.

"Yea, do me baby. Lick that ass. Lick me good. You like being my little lesbian slut. Now you're just like me. You can't get enough pussy. You like lezzing out with your little sister don't cha?" she kept on.

"Yea. I like it. I like eating your pussy. I love your pussy... your ass," I added.

"My little ass eating lesbian. That's what you are now aren't you?" she smirked. "My straight sister Cheryl is gone. Gone for good. Because you're a lesbian now. A lesbian like me. Aren't you baby,?" she moaned as her ass ground into my face.

I knew she was right. I knew I wasn't the same person. I couldn't get enough of her. I was totally hooked on her. I had never felt this way ever. I had thought sex with my ex-boyfriend had been great but it didn't compare to what I had felt in the last 24-hours. Yea, I was changed. I was a different person.

"You made me," I said softly back in between my licks of her delicious ass. "You made me a lesbian. A lesbian like you."

Meagan shifted around thrusting her juicy pussy in my face. 

"Fuck, lick my pussy you little dyke. Suck on my clit," she commanded.

Her words sent me into a frenzy. Calling me a dyke! I had known girls at school we had considered dykes. Girls who seemed more masculine than feminine. Some of the female athletes who always shot you a look like they would love to rip your clothes off and take you right there.

I would have never put myself in that category – ever. But now, being called that as I feasted between my sister's legs drove me over the edge.

Meagan ground into my face as her legs shook violently. I wrapped my hands around them as I licked and sucked her juices which leaked down my chin until her grinding slowed and her wet box came to rest on my drenched face.

"She reached down and pulled me up, placing her warm trembling lips to mine as we kissed.

"I love you. I love you so much Cheryl," she said softly, the words escaping between our lips.

"I love you too," I replied.

We had both slipped on t-shirts as we sat down later in the kitchen and drank the coffee warming in the machine. I made us French toast in the hopes of refueling ourselves from the sexual frenzy of the morning and prior evening.

We had no sooner begun eating when Meagan's cell phone rang, and looking over at it, she snatched it up and walked to the sink. She listened more than talked as she stared out the window. I gathered from the initial exchange it was her girlfriend Whitney. I didn't know a great deal about Whitney other than her name and the two had been an item for about five months or so.

She talked softly and I felt a tinge of jealousy. I know that shouldn't be the case but I had all these new feelings that I just couldn't explain as I watched Meagan walking around the kitchen as she talked to her lover.

Almost as quickly as the conversation began it ended with, "I love you too."

"That was Whitney," Meagan confirmed. "She's with her family and couldn't talk but she's coming up Wednesday. I'm so excited and you two can finally meet," Meagan gushed.

"Tell me about her. You really haven't told me much at all about her," I inquired.

"Well, she's very pretty. You know the actress Gabrielle Union? She was in that Will Smith cop movie Bad Boys?" Meagan inquired.

"I don't watch many cop movies," I shot back as Meagan went on.

"Well she resembles her. Whitney's got long brown hairs, about your length and she's a tad taller than me and gorgeous. You'll really like her. You guys remind me of each other!" she exclaimed.

"How's that?" I asked back

"Both of you playing so hard to get! Little straight girls that had to go kicking and screaming but now can't seem to get enough," she scoffed.

"Whitney was straight?" I inquired,

"That's not the word for it," Meagan countered, "She was a major project. She had a boyfriend when we first started hanging out. They'd been seeing each other for a while... and I was her first woman. So, it took a little while to get in her pants."

Meagan's matter of fact response was something. She took a few sips of her coffee and seeing I was dying to hear more continued.

"Whitney was in one of my classes. A psych class which met in the morning. She sat a couple of rows over and I think I noticed her the first day. She was so cute. It was one day when I was playing tennis though that did it for me. I was getting ready for a match and was in the dressing room when Whitney came around the corner from the showers.

"She had a big fluffy towel wrapped around her body and tucked just over her beautiful breasts. She stopped at a locker on my row, opened it, and pulled out the garments inside. She didn't look to see I was staring at her every move as she dropped the towel exposing her bronzed body to me. Her skin is a dark caramel and just sent me over the edge," Meagan almost cooed as she told her story.

"Nice tan huh?" I responded.

"No silly. Whitney's black," she responded.

The statement shook me a bit. I've never been the least bit prejudice but I had always envisioned Meagan's lesbian lover as white. The thoughts were swirling in my head as Meagan continued.

"I couldn't take my eyes off her. She has caramel color skin and the bottom of her feet and the tips of her fingers were a contrasting pink. When she turned just a little, I saw her breasts capped off with two dark nipples. They're big, much bigger than mine, yours too," she added looking at my breast concealed under my t-shirt. As I looked down, I saw that my nipples had hardened under the top revealing my excitement.

"I watched as she slid a pair of black bikini panties on and fastened a matching bra, covering her lovely breasts. I'm not sure she ever noticed me looking but I couldn't get the images out of my head. In fact, I lost that match, in big part because of my concentration. All I could think about was getting between her thighs and sucking on that pretty little clit of hers. I wanted her. It was like I was possessed."

"In the days after that, I couldn't help but stare across the room at her when she came in class. I would see her on campus, sometimes with her boyfriend as they walked to class or lay out on the grounds reading and studying together," Meagan continued.

"I went out of my way to try to bump into her. Not literally mind you, but always exchanging smiles and small talk when we passed in the hall or leaving class. Then one night I noticed her in the library. She tended to be there a couple of nights each week just after dinner. Sitting on a sofa in the reading area. So I casually walked up one night and asked to join her. That became a common occurrence as we would meet there and I began to find out more about her."

"She's from Alabama, with a couple of older sisters and a brother and the boyfriend's name was Ranard. They had been dating off and on since high school. We spent a handful of evenings at the library together, exchanging small talk, when one night I got up the nerve to try to make a move."

"Whitney had slipped off her shoes and was seated on the couch with her feet propped up on the table. Her little toes were painted a dark burgundy and I was entranced at the soft pink color of the souls of her feet. She has gorgeous legs that she keeps in shape by running and tennis. Anyway, I got up to get a book and when I came back, I plopped down beside her, moving just a little closer and set my own legs up on the table. I had kicked off my flip flops as well and inched my feet closer and closer to hers until they touched." 

"I can't describe the electricity I felt but it was short lived as she adjusted and moved them away. Not to be deterred from my prize, I casually dropped my arm around her, resting on the top of the couch. I was careful not to be too sudden or actually touch her as I let her become accustomed to my presence. She was wearing a brown sleeveless top and when my fingers actually touched her shoulder, I felt her stiffen. She didn't react at first, pausing actually, but then looked over and said she needed to get back to the dorm, packed up her books and made a retreat. I was so disheartened."

"For a second, I almost felt as if she was willing to accept my subtle advances. There seemed to be just a moment but then, in an instant, she was gone. For the next several weeks it seemed as if Whitney was intentionally avoiding me as she hurried to make a hasty retreat from class and she was nowhere near the library when I'd stop by. Then one night it happened."

"She and her boyfriend were at the student center listening to a guitarist and having a few beers. I was there with some friends of my own but was totally into the scene unfolding just a few tables away. On a couple of occasions our eyes met, and she knew I was there. It appeared as if Whitney and her boyfriend Ranard were having a tiff. I couldn't hear what was said but the look on Whitney's face said volumes as Ranard slammed down a beer and setting his beer firmly on the table, walked off, leaving her alone."

"At the break, some of the students, including Whitney, went on the outside veranda looking over a scenic view of our campus. Some were getting a smoke and when the musician began his next set, most returned, but I noticed Whitney was not among them."

"Actually I went outside to see if I couldn't mend the riff between us. As I walked outside, the moon and stars standing in contrast to the dark sky, I noticed we were the only ones out there."

"Hey, you okay," I asked softly announcing myself as I walked over slowly.

"Yea, just trying to get over a fight with Ranard. Sometimes he can be such a jerk," she sighed. 

"You need to be alone?" I inquired. When she didn't immediately respond I added, "Hey, I want to apologize about a few nights ago. I know I made you uncomfortable. I didn't mean too. It's just... well, I find you so attractive ... and I guess I was hoping, you know, you might feel the same way."

Whitney gave a half turn looking back at me but only for a second as her attention seemed to be fixed on the horizon.

"Anyway, I'm sorry. I hope we can still be friends," I concluded.

There was a long pause before Whitney responded back, "So, you're attracted to me?" she asked softly.

"Yea, a lot," I smiled back.

"So you're like into girls and stuff?" she inquired.

"Yes, and stuff!" I laughed.

We both laughed at the awkwardness of her question breaking the tension as I moved closer.

"And I take it you've never done that?" I added.

"Been with a girl," she shot back.

"Yea," I replied.

"No, never," she trailed off.

"But have you ever thought about it?" I asked continuing to close the distance between us. Her hands rested on the rail but her upper body was slightly twisted back to me.

There seemed to be a long pause, an eternity, as she pondered carefully her thoughts. I decided now was the time if ever as I cut in, "I think you have. I think you've wondered. Maybe even wondered about us. Is that why you've avoided me?" I asked. "Is that why you've gone out of your way to stay away?" I asked as I slid up behind her.

I knew it was a huge gamble but what did I have to lose now as my body came to rest directly behind her pinning her to the rail. I could smell her perfume now as my face touched the back of her head, her hair tickling my face as I looked down at her exposed neck. She wore a black strapless dress, held up by her firm breasts, and contrasting with her lighter brown skin.

"You have haven't you?" I enquired as I let my lips fall to her neck, nibbling softly. She didn't say anything back as her held tilted back and to the left exposing more of her neck to my wandering lips.

I sucked and kissed it lightly, moving up and down its length. I pressed my advantage and let my right hand graze her thigh which drew a gasp but she didn't stop me as I let my hand settle on her leg, lightly tracing little patterns as it ventured higher. I moved my lips up and closed on her ear, sticking my tongue in ever so slightly, "You have. You have been thinking about it. That night in the library. Wondering what it would have been like. What it was like to be with a woman. You have haven't you Whitney?" I pressed.

"Oh gawd," was her response, "What am I doing? I can't believe this is happening," she moaned.

I moved my hand up further, under her dress, coming to rest on her panties. She grabbed my arm, holding it in place, but she didn't move it away. It was a silent response to my advance. Perhaps slow down but don't stop. I knew I had her on the edge and I wanted to push her over the edge. Finally claim the prize I wanted so bad.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 02



I went back to kissing her neck, down to her shoulder as she continued to moan her silent submission. My hand began to gently rub against her satin panties, her arm still holding mine but now limp as her resistance faded and her hand now came to rest over mine with only the sheer fabric of the dress between us. I knew now was the moment as my hand slipped in behind the fabric of her panties, the softy downy hair of her pussy now sliding between my fingers as I dipped a finger in her already wet pussy.

She stiffened but did not stop me as I now pleasured her. "You like that don't you angel. You like what I'm doing to you?" Her silent response was a series of low guttural moans as she gave in completely and abandoned her resistance. My left hand rubbed her neck as my right worked her hot box and her little clit. My fingers traced her plump lips which lingered, pushing until they parted and my finger slipped into the warm wet cavity. I felt her tongue with my finger and pushed at it until she began sucking on my finger, rolling her tongue around it.

I pushed her head to the right, toward my face which had been rested on hers as her lips approached mine. Her head was twisted back as I closed my lips over hers. Her lips were closed, almost clenched, wanting to deny me, but as I pressed with my tongue, running it across her lips, she opened them allowing me to enter.

"That's right angel. Kiss me," I moaned into her lips as we locked our lips. My tongue moved in and out of her mouth and I was pleasantly surprised when she met my tongue and then pushed hers into my eager mouth.

I slipped her dress below her breasts exposing them to the night air completely oblivious if anyone was outside. Nobody was but I doubt either of us would have cared now as I fondled her plump mounds and pinched and pulled at her hard nipples.

I slipped her panties completely down and she stepped out of them as I continued to plunge my fingers in her wet box. It didn't seem like long at all before she bucked hard against my hand as she came for the first time for me.

As her body slumped against mine, I whispered into her ear, "I want you to come home with me. I have an apartment off campus. I want to eat that pussy of yours," I said softly in her ear.

There were no exchanges of words as her dark eyes looked back into mine. Her kiss on my lips told me what I wanted to hear as I turned her and held Whitney in my arms. Her naked breasts pressed into my chest. I bent down and picked up her panties and slipped them into my pocket.

I pulled her top back over her breasts and we took the back steps down to the parking lot, my hand in hers as I guided her to my car. Whitney became a lesbian that night. My little lesbian and she moved in with me a few days later.

Meagan looked over at me and laughed as my hand was under my t-shirt stroking my own pussy.

"So you have a thing about turning straight girls into lesbians?" I asked staring back at my little sister.

"I have a thing for you two and in a few days you're going to meet her. I can't wait to get the three of us together. Now come over here and lick my pussy," she commanded with a smirk.

I took my position between Meagan's legs as she pulled my shirt over my head and began fondling my boobs.

The images of me going down on Meagan and Whitney filled my head. I couldn't wait as I licked at my sister's hot box. It might be Whitney's pussy when she gets here but it was mine at that moment and I wanted it to myself as I savored the juices which ran down my face. I looked up to see Meagan smiling down at me as she played with my hair. I was so happy. So very happy my step sister had made me a lesbian like her.   

As Meagan lovingly stroked my hair, she smiled down at me, "We need to go shopping baby and get us a few things."

"Things?" I responded as I licked at her wet slit.

"Yea. Some clothes first off. You dress way too conservative for my taste. We need to get you some sexy items. That is when you're not just bare ass naked around the house... and a cock. It's time I gave you a good fucking," Meagan added.

I looked up to see a wicked glint in her eye.

"You'd like that wouldn't you? Me fucking you tonight? Maybe even fucking that little ass of yours. When was the last time you had a good fuck?" she purred.

"It's been a while," I shot back, my head now resting on her leg as I rubbed her thigh.

"Yea, we're going to get us a little strapon and I'm gonna' get me some pussy tonight - your pussy," she added as she stuck her hand under my chin and lifted my head until our eyes met.

"And you're going to pick it out - our cock. That's what you want isn't it sunshine. You want your baby sister fucking you tonight don't you," she said peering into my eyes with a look of hunger.

"Yea, I want you to fuck me," I replied back as I wrapped my arms around her leg. I will never forget that morning. The morning I asked my little sister to fuck me. From that moment on, I would never again look back on what I had become.



The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 02



As Sheila probes Jackie's mouth with her tongue she can feel Jackie's milk drip down her stomach and to the ridge of her panties. She reaches down with her hands and with one powerful motion she tares the panties apart at their thinnest point and tosses them to the floor. She garbs Jackie's head with her hands again and pushes her stomach harder into Jackie's lactating breast. After a moment or two Sheila feels the milk dripping down her belly again. But this time it is not blocked by her panties and is aloud to continue its downward flow. The milk makes it way to Sheila's pubes, pools at the edge of her neatly trimmed forest of black course hair, and then worms its way through her hair in several little pearly white rivers. These rivers, as if on cue all conjoin into one steady stream of milk about an inch above Sheila's huge hooded diamond hard clit. Sheila can feel the flow of milk first surround, then engulf her clit as it continues down into her pussy crack to be swallowed up by her hungry vagina.

Sheila pulls her head away from Jackie's mouth and grinds her belly harder into Jackie's breast, increasing the flow of milk to her over heating pussy as she stares like a hungry wild animal into Jackie's eyes. Jackie breaks eye contact and quickly latches on to one of Sheila's nipples with her mouth. Her lips massage the nipple for its milk and she is quickly rewarded by a slow thick drip before the nipple expands and spreads her lips further open as it forces its way deeper into Jackie's mouth in search of her tongue.

Jackie's tongue finds the nipple first in her mouth, that's rapidly filling with milk and as her lips suck the giant nub. Her tongue flicks the stiff tit up and down in her mouth causing huge gushes of milk to over flow her mouth and travel down Sheila's stomach to join with Jackie's milk. She swallows and soon catches up with the flow as she establishes a comfortable rhythm.

"OHmph, Swalurp, OHmph, Swalurp," Is what Sheila hears as she looks down at Jackie suckling, grunting and slurping at her tit. Though the milk Jackie is draining from her nipple and the milk flowing into her pussy feels sooo good that she is on the verge of cumming, looking down at Jackie grunting and slurping at her nipple stirs much stronger feeling of a mothers nurturing love in her. Her orgasm stops dead and warm intense feelings of love pour through Sheila's soul as her nipple feeds the being at her breast.

Sheila rolls off of Jackie's lap and leans on the back of the couch, Jackie's sucking mouth never loosening its grip on her nipple follows her and lays on her back in Sheila's lap, resuming her grunting, slurping noises. At first the two women gaze deeply into each others eyes, both completely understanding their roles to play. Jackie is in a safe place with someone to protect and feed her. Sheila has someone besides her baby to love and be loved by unconditionally for the first time in her life, someone who needs and wants what she has to offer. Someone she is willing to give and sacrifice for.

To both women it feels as if Jackie is sucking an ever flowing source of love from Sheila's nipple, though very erotic and pleasurable not really sexual. Both women continue to look knowingly into each other eyes as Jackie works Sheila's nipple. Sheila notices with each new gulp Jackie's tummy gets a little warmer and a little bigger and she starts to message it in slow circles with one hand and cradle Jackie's head with the other. Jackie's body begins to shake as she has a series of little tiny tingly orgasms that won't go away. During Jackie's quivering, Sheila sees Jackie's eyes roll back in her head and her heavy lids shut tight as her mouth continues to grunt and suck and her body continues to shake.

Her tit almost empty and herself getting sleepy, Sheila removes her swollen tit from Jackie's mouth with a big "SHOOWAP," sound, milk dribbling out the nipple, Jackie's mouth continues to suck at nothing until Sheila positions her other tit at her lips. And like two opposite magnets, lips and tit come quickly together and Sheila can just see her nipple fatten as it disappears between Jackie's sucking lips.

With the first rush of warm milk expelled into Jackie's mouth from the fresh nipple, Sheila's delayed orgasm spasms its way through her body sending her back arching in the air and her pussy releasing all the milk it swallowed mixed with her female cum to stain the couch. Jackie's eyes pop open in surprise then her mouth smiles around the ejaculating nipple as Sheila's orgasmic spasms trigger a new wave of orgasms for Jackie. As their orgasms subside, both women fall back into their pre orgasmic roles and fall asleep to Sheila rubbing Jackie's now huge milk laden belly. 

Sheila wakes up hours later sitting up on the couch, from the deepest most restful sleep of her life. A warm glow radiates from every pore of her body as she sees and feels Jackie sitting between her legs with her back against her chest. Jackie's head is snuggly wedged in between her now empty breasts. Each breast is draped over Jackie's shoulders hanging down to the round upper curve of Jackie's ready to burst tummy, locking her into her little cocoon of dark brown flesh. Her head is surrounded by twin mountains of breast flesh. Jackie's full hips have Sheila's thighs spread wide to accommodate them but her legs are doubled back, wrapped around Jackie's ankles. Jackie is lovingly playing and stroking Sheila's large hands, comparing sizes, rubbing between the fingers and tickling her palm.

Sheila strokes Jackie's bloated belly with her hands bringing coos of ecstasy from Jackie's mouth as the rest of her body melts into Sheila's warm flesh. Sheila uses a circular motion with her hands that covers the whole area of her stomach and she begins to alternately push in a squeeze her very warm tummy causing her belly to jiggle and sway with its milky load. The first new drops of milk produced in Sheila's breasts begin to drip out on top of Jackie's round belly. Sheila rubs the milk into Jackie skin as if it was the finest hand cream ever made. It's not long before Jackie's stomach is coated inside and out with Sheila's milk and the residue follows the curve of her belly till it reaches the top of Jackie's pubic area.

Sheila continues to rub Jackie's belly with one hand as the other reaches between Jackie's wide open legs and cups Jackie's womanly mound. Jackie's legs tense around Sheila's legs and she buries herself further still into Sheila's flesh as her pussy pushes up to meet Sheila's hand. Sheila parts Jackie's nether lips with one thick finger and her milk rushes in as it races towards Jackie's pussy which drinks it in as quickly as Jackie's mouth had earlier. Sheila strokes Jackie's pink crack from top to bottom without ever touching her clit or entering her hole.

Jackie's pussy is begging for release as her coos have turned to very heavy panting and her hips are gyrating like a run away train in Sheila's lap. Finally Sheila wiggles a plump finger into Jackie's soaked pussy and rubs her clit with the palm of her hand. Jackie's pussy sucks at Sheila's pumping finger as her back arches in the air and holds a moment while Jackie's legs tighten like a Boa Constrictor around Sheila's. A ghostly moan leaves Jackie's lips as her body shakes violently from head to toe within Sheila's warm embrace. Jackie's pussy fully opens releasing Sheila's milk and finger along with a river of its own sweet juices as her body shakes and shimmies from her powerful cum.

Somewhere along the line Jackie has turned her head and buried her teeth into Sheila's ample bosom actually drawing blood. Jackie releases her bite as her whole body turns to Jelly and she sags back into Sheila's warmth. Sheila resumes her stroking of Jackie's milk engorged tummy lulling both women to sleep. Sheila wakes an hour later to Jackie running to the bathroom to expel the milk. She doesn't wait to close the door and Sheila can hear the never ending powerful stream of piss leaving Jackie's body. She knows instinctively that Jackie has held her milk within her as long as she could but she is still saddened for it to happen. After what seems like minutes, on wobbly knees, Jackie makes her way back to her cozy cove. She wiggles her ass until it is deep in between Sheila's legs. Satisfied with where her ass is she lifts one, then the other heavy breast over her shoulders and snuggles her head deep in Sheila's Breast valley as she wraps her legs around Sheila's. In no time at all both women are in deep slumbers until the early morning.

For ever more this will be Jackie's favorite position when she is with Sheila.

End of part 1

Over the next few months Sheila and Jackie lived the life of Adam and Eve before the snake. Their parents frequently and eagerly took their children for extended periods freeing them up for plenty of alone time. Several times a week the two women would secretly meet in the supply closet to quench their thirsts. Not as secretly as they thought for they were seen several times either entering or leaving the closet. And one time when Jackie was wearing a tight top, more than one woman wondered why her stomach was so much larger after her last break of the night. One woman who knew about the closet rendezvous correctly guessed the reason and saved the information for when it might become useful. 

Back at Sheila's house, virtually every night after work and all day on the weekends, the two women were at each others pussys and milk laden tits with an unquenchable desire to totally please the other. Jackie had never cum so much in her life and her pussy was now producing prestigious amounts of cream for Sheila to dine on. Her breasts, though much smaller were producing almost as much milk as Sheila's as they readily kept up with the greater demand placed upon them. The one negative was Jackie's tummy was getting quit large, stretched out from her nightly draining of Sheila's tits. She could no longer wear the tight shirts and blouses she was so fond of but she deemed that a small price to pay for the pleasure she was deriving from emptying Sheila's tits. Every night would end with Sheila's body wrapped around Jackie's in her protective cocoon of womanly flesh. Jackie would love to fall asleep while Sheila spooned her in the bed. Her head snuggly between Sheila's breasts using one of them as her pillow, both women would fall deeply asleep until morning light.

But as in all stories of this world the snake always shows up to have Adam and Eve ejected from their Garden of Eden. And Sheila had unknowingly planted the seeds for the birth of the snake when she had first seduced Jackie. Just as Jackie had brought a fundamental change to Sheila's character, a change to caring and loving and putting someone else's needs above your own, Sheila had introduced a change in Jackie, a need for her to be dominated by strong women and to give into their powerful will. To eventually do whatever they wanted despite herself. All this change needed was a catalyst to emerge and that catalyst arrived one night at work in the form of a woman named Roxxy. 

Just as everyone punches into work this day, they were all told to meet in the conference room for an important meeting. As the workers sat down a very tall large woman no one had ever seen before enters the room. Followed by Sandy the company kiss ass and professional snoop. Who was very good at piecing together clues to figure out mysteries within the company. 

"Hello, my name is Roxxy," Roxxy says as she steps to the podium, "I'm the new owner of this company and I wanted to introduce myself and tell you of a special opportunity I have for one employee to advance themselves into management." One look at Roxxy and you can't help but to think of pure sex. She is about 40 years old but looks 10 years younger and standing at 6'6" bare footed, she towers over even Sheila. Her skin is a creamy medium brown in complexion and she just might be the most beautiful woman Jackie has ever seen. She is wearing a very low cut dress that displays her much more than ample breasts to good effect and just barely drops below the curve of her full, powerfully built womanly hips.

Jackie can't help but squirm in her seat at the sight of Roxxy and even though Sheila has freshly drained her nipples and licked her pussy raw, Jackie feels both start to leak of their own accord as she suddenly becomes quit flushed.

"And in conclusion," Roxxy says," I will be looking, over the next week or so for someone I deem capable of filling that temporary post out of state I spoke of earlier. Who ever I choose, if they do a good job, I take care of my own and they will have an executive position waiting for them when they return. Thank you and remember my door is always open." Roxxy steps down off of the podium and whispers in Sandy's ear, "Which one is she?"

Sandy whispers back," the pretty blond sitting with the large black woman, but they're a bit of a couple from what I see."

"He,he that's not a problem, who do you think I'm picking for the out of town job?"

A frown comes to Sandy's face as she looks at Sheila and Jackie with angry intent. This didn't go the way she had planned at all. She was planning on getting the job herself.

"What's the matter Sandy thought you were getting the job? Don't worry sweetie," Roxxy says as she grabs Sandy"s plump ass and squeezes," That wasn't bullshit about taking care of my own, I have something else in store for you. But don't you ever think you're smarter than me,"Roxxy says as she squeezes harder bringing a grimace to Sandy's face, "I also take care of my enemies and I don't think you would like that much," A cry escapes Sandy's lips but she isn't sure if it's from the pain in her but cheek or the malicious look in Roxxy's eyes as she glares down at her. 

Over the next couple of weeks Roxxy makes a fine display of herself in various revealing outfits walking around the work floor talking to the employees as she tries to decide who to choose for the job. Also one night after everyone has left a white van pulls up to the back door of the building. Two men get out and install hi tech security cameras through out the building, including two hidden cameras in a certain locked supply room. Back in her large office, it isn't long before there is a dvd completely filled with footage of two lactating lesbians locked in her safe.

When ever Roxxy came near Sheila and Jackie, she made a point to hardly acknowledge Jackie and pay great amount of attention and complementing whatever Sheila was doing. This was very natural behavior to the two women as Jackie was quite and shy and Sheila very aggressive. What wasn't natural was how Sheila felt virtually no desire for Roxxy as Jackie satisfied her every need but Jackie's panties would get drenched whenever Roxxy was near.

After two weeks Roxxy calls everyone into the conference room and announces her decision and to no one's surprise it is Sheila who she chooses. Sheila and Jackie go home that night and spend the whole weekend in bed making love and crying at their upcoming month long separation. They have decided that Jackie will stay at Sheila's house so she can watch it and not have to travel to get all of Sheila's milk she has stored in the freezer for her.

Monday morning dawns and the two women say their tearful goodbyes as Sheila boards the plane. After it is out of sight Jackie reluctantly takes a cab to work. She is not at work more than an hour when she detects a presence behind her. From the smell of her perfume and the way her clit jumps to attention, before even turning around Jackie knows its Roxxy.

Roxxy towers over her and as Jackie completes her turn, as if on cue, Roxxy's rock hard nipples expand through her dress into her face."Hello Jackie," Roxxy says as if she's been running, "I know you and Sheila were close, if you ever want to talk don't be afraid to come to my door," She reaches up and strokes Jackie's head letting her blond hair run slowly through her fingers, "Such pretty hair," Roxxy says dreamily and walks away. Jackie almost has to run to the bathroom to throw cold water on her face.

Over the next week Roxxy makes it a point to come visit Jackie several times during the day becoming friendlier with each visit. By Friday Jackie is unwittingly masturbating and dreaming of Roxxy more than she is of Sheila. Drinking Sheila's stored milk is now bringing a mixture of pleasure and confusion with each gulp. She still deeply loves Sheila and misses her more than ever after she talks to her on the phone but her sexual desires are gradually pushing Sheila out of her mind and Jackie is trying to fight it with all her power.

Then Monday morning comes at work. Jackie is working in an isolated part of the building and is almost completely surprised when Roxxy has come up from behind her without Jackie knowing. Roxxy isn't wearing any perfume this time and has both of Jackie's succulent ass cheeks cupped in her hands before she knows what's happening. Jackie's first reaction is to push her ass into these strong hands and she does so making her back arch and her cheeks expand sexily in Roxxy's kneading hands.

"Hssssss," Roxxy breaths in as she cups Jackie's suddenly rounder ass, "That's it bitch you want it don't you?" Jackie comes to her senses and struggles to free herself from Roxxy's grasp turning to face her and slapping her face as she does. Roxxy takes a step back, a little bit surprised, a little bit angry and very excited, "Oh that's how you want it, I can play it that way, matter of fact I like it that way!" Roxxy says as she moves in on her prey.

Jackie tries to escape by running by Roxxy, but Roxxy is too quick and strong and grabs Jackie by the waist and slams her against the table she was working at, ass first.

"That's it baby fight it, you're getting my pussy so wet," Roxxy says as she bends Jackie backwards over the table. Jackie continues to struggle and she manages to get a leg between Roxxy's muscular gams. This is just what Roxxy wants because now Jackie's flailing leg is battering Roxxy's clit to full arousal. "Hsssssss, oh yeah bitch, I like it rough," Roxxy moans as she moves in closer to grind on Jackie's kicking leg.

Jackie is fighting for all she is worth but her ineffectual struggles seem to only excite Roxxy more. A dirty, thought crosses Jackie's mind, is she fighting so hard because of her love for Sheila or because she knows the fighting is turning Roxxy on and thus her. There is no denying that her pussy is sopping wet and getting wetter by the second and a not so small part of her did know Roxxy was behind her despite the lack of perfume. Jackie begins to cry as she wonders what kind of freak she is and why would she want to do this to Sheila. Very tearfully Jackie stutters," Please stop Roxxy," with no conviction at all and unconsciously begins to grind her leg harder into Roxxy's pussy.

Jackie's tears and her now actively participating leg has Roxxy on the verge of an orgasm and only one more thing is needed to make her cum as she grinds Jackie's leg hard against the table. Roxxy grabs both of Jackie's arms at the wrist with one enormous powerful hand freeing her other to snake up and under Jackie's Sweat shirt to grab her milk heavy tits. But when she encounters Jackie's large flabby belly with her hand, memories of her secrete dvd locked in her safe remind her of what caused Jackie's belly to be so big and her orgasm thunders through her body as her legs bend and hump upward and forward driving Jackie's helpless body hard into the desk. 

As her orgasm starts Roxxy bends over Jackie's prone body and bites down hard on Jackie's swelling breast flesh through her sweat shirt in order to stifle her screams of ecstasy. Jackie can feel her breast absorbing the shock waves of sound coming out of Roxxy's mouth as her body is painfully crushed into the desk by Roxxy's wildly humping one. Through the tears and pain of this brutal assault a simple smile comes upon Jackie's face as something is awakened deep inside her head.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 02



Roxxy lays atop Jackie's flattened body recovering from her cum. Sweat drips down off of her body as she razes herself off her new play toy. She reaches into her panties with a long finger and smears a thick white gob of cum across Jackie's lips. Before Roxxy can get the words out, Jackie's tongue shyly exits her lips and licks the cum into her mouth. Roxxy's clit immediately begins to stir again as she's sees Jackie's throat swallow the thick gob.

But before she can act on it Roxxy is paged to her office. Looking down at Jackie's listless body Roxxy says, "I've got more where that came from slut, clean yourself up and make yourself presentable this is a place of business," Roxxy says as she leaves Jackie's limp battered body on the table, "I think I want some more of that. Don't make me come look for you cunt.

Jackie quietly slides herself off the table totally confused and crying about what just happened. She feels as if it was her fault and she has betrayed Sheila, "But I didn't want this she says," Or did I? She wonders as she feels her pussy's urgent need inside her pants. What is wrong with me? Three months ago I didn't even like women, now I can't control myself around them, especially large black women. Jackie looks down at her crotch amazed as just the thought of it makes her clit tingle. Crying she runs to the bathroom and locks herself in a stall to try and compose herself and to try and drive away the strange thoughts newly awakened within her head. 

She is in there a good hour crying and sobbing before she finally gathers the courage to go to the mirror and clean up. She is surprised to see that she doesn't look half as bad as she feels, besides some minor bumps and bruises on her arms and legs, the only thing visible she sees wrong is her puffy eyes from crying. As she palms water on her face she resolves to say nothing about this to Sheila and to make sure that Roxxy never has an opportunity again to catch her alone. Not sure if it's because of what Roxxy did to her or what she might do to Roxxy.

Just as Jackie finishes washing her face she hears the bathroom door open and she doesn't need any perfume to teller who it is as her clit jumps to attention as Roxxy sets her first foot into the bathroom door. She curses her self for all ready being caught alone and breaking her vow. She glances down at her watch and sees its lunch time and realizes they are the only two in the building for an hour. Then she wonders if she stalled in the bathroom subconsciously just for that reason.

That's all she has time to think as Roxxy's giant shape comes up and quickly looms over and behind Jackie at the sink. "I told you not to make me come look for you bitch," Roxxy urgently says, "Didn't I tell you we have some unfinished business?"

Roxxy leans into Jackie pinning her against the sink. One hand reaches around Jackie's shoulders and pulls Jackie's back and shoulders tightly into Roxxy's tits. The other hand once again snakes up and under Jackie's sweat shirt to rub her fat belly. Roxxy leans over to roughly bite Jackie's shoulder then whispers in her ear, "I know why your stomachs so fat cunt, what does it feel like to drink that black bitch's milk? I think I want to find out."

 Jackie feels the stirrings of something dark and black deep within her mind come alive as her feeble struggles feed the darkness.

At that Jackie's hips start to grind into Roxxy and she moans, "Oh Roxxy let me feed you with my tits," My god, did I just say that? What the fuck is wrong with me. Jackie' wonders once again. She tries to tell her to stop but all that comes out of her gasping mouth is, "Don't....Stop....Baby,"

"Stop, I've just started bitch," Roxxy moves her hand between Jackie's breasts and roughly slides the bra up and over Jackie's wildly pumping nipples. "Eager aren't you baby," Roxxy says has she feels the milk spray her hand.

 The blackness grows and spreads devouring Jackie's conscious and replacing it with something else. Pure Selfish Lust.

"Oh my god baby, milk my titties," Jackie cries as her sweat shirt is slid over her breasts by Roxxy's arm and her nipples spray the mirror in front of her. Realizing she doesn't have to hold Jackie any longer Roxxy grabs large handfuls of milky white breast flesh with each hand and begins aggressively milking Jackie's milk spurting utters. Each breast fills Roxxy's hands snuggly as she crushes them in her hands forcing more milk out at once than ever before. Jackie's nipples are on fire as they can only release so much milk so fast from the slowly bursting dam they are holding back.

But her pussy loves it as it tries to grind itself to an orgasm on air alone. It isn't long before the mirror has a sheet of creamy liquid coating blocking out any reflection Jackie might have seen." Squeeze them harder," Jackie demands as the pain and pleasure in her tits put her in a state of delirium and she feels her orgasm building from the milking Roxxy is giving her. 

 More and more of Jackie's mind is taken over by the darkness inside.

But just as Jackie reaches the peak of arousal before she cums, Sandy busts into the bathroom, "Hey Roxxy I can't find Jackie an......e.......where," Sandy's eyes nearly pop out of her head as she stands there frozen with the door wide open at the site of Roxxy crushing Jackie against the sink with her body and Jackie's shirt bunched up around her shoulders and her tits releasing what seems like gallons of milk on to the mirror. "What the fuck are you to doing?" Sandy says with open mouthed astonishment. 

"Get your stupid ass in her Sandy and help me milk this bitch."

"But, but I'm not a lesbian," Sandy cries around Jackie's oblivious moans of excitement as she comes in the door. 

"You are now if you want that new job I offered you," Roxxy says with a crazed look in her eye as she madly pumps Jackie's tits.

Sandy wants the new job so badly after a moments thought she reluctantly says, "What do you want me to do? I'm not going to lick her pussy if that's what you think."

"Stupid bitch, you wouldn't know what to do with Prime Grade A pussy like this. Besides I'm saving that for myself. I wouldn't even let you sniff this fine piece of ass. Just sit your fat ass on the other sink and open your mouth. We'll do the rest."

Sandy awkwardly climbs up onto the other sink and does what she's told. Roxxy effortlessly lifts Jackie's body at the ribs just under her boobs over to the other sink between Sandy's legs. 

"Open your mouth and bring it to her nipple," Roxxy says. Sandy hesitates and prepares to jump down when Roxxy screams, "DO IT NOW BITCH OR YOU"LL BE ON THE STREET TOMMOROW MORNING!"

Her whole body shaking Sandy opens her mouth and closes her eyes and brings her mouth to Jackie's nipple.

"Taste this bitch tell me how you like it," Roxxy orders as she grabs a fat tit at its base and squeezes it forward stretching it out over two inches into Sandy's mouth. 

Sandy feels a warm stream of fluid slam against the back of her throat and drip down causing her to gag. But she is ready for the second stream and when she swallows it, it feels like the finest cognac warming her innards on the way down. The third stream she takes the time to taste before she swallows it and her eyes pop open in wonderment as she says, "It's delicious," she looks down at the nipple being offered to her, smacks her lips and wraps her mouth around the tasty morsel, "Hmmmm, this is soooo good Roxxy, I could get fat on this."

"You are fat you silly bitch, keep sucking it while I Jill her off."

 Jackie's last bastion of defense against the blackness of her animal lust is where her love for Sheila resides. And like a light house in a storm it stands as a last sentinel against the waves of pleasure battering its rocky shores.

Jackie feels a big hand spread her legs, she willingly opens them further and after a few strokes on her clit through her jeans she starts cumming in her panties as she stands on her toes and her hips hump up and down faster and faster. Her hands pump like jack hammers as they do a little walk on the sink as her orgasm hits and she flings her head back into Roxxy's chest forcing her nipple deeper into Sandy's mouth. Sandy's mouth over flows with milk as Jackie's orgasm has made her tit expel a giant blast of milk in one big gush.

 The light is finally doused by the relentless tides of dark sexual pleasure as the waves fill her head with lust and she finally gives into the tides of her base desires.

"Clean up this mess," Roxxy orders Sandy as she pulls Jackie's fat nipple out of Sandy's sucking mouth, "I think I'm going home early today, I have some..........unfinished business to take care of," Roxxy says as she leers at Jackie's dripping breasts.

Roxxy lowers Jackie's sweat shirt and leads the dazed, wobbly kneed woman through the building and to her car in the back. Jackie offers no resistance and she walks like a zombie, for her mind once again is shutting down as it wars with itself in her internal battle of right and wrong. Normally Jackie's conscious has her base needs tightly shackled but Roxxy has the sexual key to unlock Jackie's animal desire's and unleash the primitive beast that's ever seeking to be freed. Jackie's only hope is to shut down until her mind can re chain this beasts to its mental bonds.

As Roxxy carefully deposits her precious cargo in the back seat of her Lexus, Jackie's body rolls into a tight ball in the back and the dim light of her love for Sheila rekindles to slowly push back the darkness.

End of part 2

Roxxy opens the back door of her Lexus. Her legs are shaking so badly with anticipation as she stares down at Jackie's fetal form she has to brace herself against the car for several minutes. She is almost at the point of hyperventilating as she takes several deep breaths to calm her thundering heart. Somewhat recovered, Roxxy leans into the car and easily lifts the unconscious woman in her arms and carries her into the house depositing her into her oversized bed. She removes all of the woman's cloths and can't help but to roughly grab a round ass cheek before she leaves her there nude, curled up in a ball on the bed. Roxxy goes to her master bath and removes all of her own cloths in front of her full length mirror as she palms and rubs her 40DD breasts bringing her oversized pitch black nipples to full arousal. She feels her pussy leak a tiny trail of pussy juice as she yanks and pinches her fat tits. "Better save that for later you sexy bitch," Roxxy says as she reluctantly stops ogling herself in the mirror.

Roxxy walks to the mini bar she has in the bathroom and pours herself a double of Johnny Walker Gold. She quickly gulps it down, "Whew, I haven't felt like this since college," Roxxy muses as she pours herself another and wipes the sweat from her brow. She slowly drinks the second shot as she stares at her bedroom door and hungrily licks her lips waiting for the Johnny Walker to kick in. Calmed by the liquor Roxxy mutters, "Time to get this show on the road," as she makes the long trek back to her bedroom.

Jackie has awakened in the strange bedroom she now occupies about 10 minutes ago. At first thinking she is home with Sheila she soon realizes this bedroom is much larger and decorated with much nicer belongings. She has an uneasy feeling about where she is and no real memory of what has recently happened to her. All she knows is that she feels a very strong sense of trepidation for the person making the small noises she hers in the next room. And as she hears heavy foot steps approach the bedroom door the feelings change to ones of anticipation and excitement.

As the bathroom door slams open Jackie can't believe her eyes. The pretty face is vaguely familiar to her but nothing else is. In the door stands a medium black, woman almost a foot and a half taller than her. Her body sculpted by womanly muscles probably out weighs Jackie by a hundred pounds or more. On display for her to admire are two very large, proud breasts, heaving majestically upon the women's chest. Two Black massive nipples pulsate with desire as they cap the woman's breasts. Wide massively round child baring hips are supported by powerfully muscled thick thighs, long legs and large feet. But the sight that Jackie sees that will haunt and thrill her for the rest of her life is the wild hungry look in the woman's eyes and the small trail of drool escaping from her lips.

Even as the blackness in Jackie's mind is ignited by the mere site of this giantess, common sense and self preservation tells her to run before this woman can get her hands on her and Jackie bounds off the bed in one fluid motion and makes a mad dash for the open bedroom door. Jackie actually gets one foot into the hall but is brutally yanked back into the bedroom as one strong hand entangles its self in her flowing hair and whiplashes her crumpled to the ground. Groggily she looks up to see the woman lock the door and turn around to face her.

"Where are you going cunt? I told you I like it rough," Roxxy's panting voice says, "This is going to be goooood," She says licking her lips as she approaches Jackie's prone body.

Jackie tries to scramble away from the large approaching shadow but she has nowhere to go. She is quickly scooped up by the arm pits with her wildly kicking feet a foot off the ground and her body crushed against Roxxy's heaving bosoms so tight she can barely breathe. Roxxy carries the madly struggling woman in a bear hug and slams her against the wall knocking the air out of Jackie. As Jackie opens her mouth to gulp in fresh air a huge tongue rams its way into her mouth to the very back of her throat. "EEEMPH," is Jackie's muffled cry as her eyes pop open and her limbs increase their frantic movements in a vain attempt to dislodge the tongue that's cutting off her oxygen. But even as her struggles weaken from lack of air, Jackie can feel the black lust in her mind growing stronger and begging for more. As Roxxy humps and grinds her body against her pinned against the wall, Jackie's crushed breasts discharge their milk more from excitement than pressure, as the blackness starts to take control.

Snorting like a charging bull, Roxxy finally pulls her tongue from Jackie's gasping mouth, "You like that don't you? I can see it in your eyes; I can feel how hard your nipples are." A shiver runs through Roxxy's body, "I can feel your milk run down my side." 

Roxxy lifts Jackie higher against the wall and dives onto a pumping tit. Her tit has just enough time to paint a mustache on Roxxy's mouth before it disappears inside Roxxy's cavernous mouth. Jackie feels first pain, then tremendous pleasure as Roxxy draws Jackie's fat nipple deep into her sucking mouth and Jackie gets her first whiff of Roxxy's over heated pussy discharging its erotic aroma into the room. The blackness in Jackie's head once again snuffs out the candle light of Sheila's love as her mind is consumed with lust for the woman at her breast.

Roxxy senses a change in Jackie's behavior which is confirmed, when despite the roughness of her sucking, Roxxy feels Jackie's wildly flailing arms start to lovingly cradle and caress Roxxy's head at her nipple and Jackie's frantically jerking legs wrap themselves around her hips and try to draw Roxxy's body tighter into hers.

Roxxy's stomach is not use to sucking mother's milk straight from the tit and before Jackie's breast is emptied, Roxxy has to fight to pull her head away from Jackie's tit. With milk smearing her mouth, Roxxy's wild eyed face looks like a dogs with rabies as excess milk drips out the corners of her mouth. 

Now even Roxxy can smell the ripeness of her pussy as the change in Jackie's demeanor has her hornier than she has ever been in her life. With her heaving breasts pushing into Jackie's plump belly Roxxy looks at Jackie and breathlessly says, "You really do want it don't you. I have never had a woman change on me like that. It's so hot and makes me so wet," Roxxy says as she carries Jackie to the bed as excited as a kid on Christmas morning.

Roxxy had planned to sample some of what she just knew was going to be a sweet pussy first but her own pussy's needs now demanded that they be quenched first. She dumped Jackie on the bed expecting a struggle but was excitedly surprised when she sat on Jackie's face and instead of turning her head away and trying to squirm out from under her, Jackie locked her arms around her thighs and pulled Roxxy's dripping pussy to her mouth.

Jackie knew full well what she was doing in this state of mind, it wasn't that she wanted to do it, no she defiantly didn't want to do it, it shattered her soul that she was doing it, it was a case of that she had to do it. What ever took control of her left no room for doubt that she would do it and like it.

These thoughts raged through her head as the smell of Roxxy's fragrant pussy getting closer and closer to her face drove the blackness within her head wild with wanton desire. The first strand of cum from Roxxies gapping pussy dripped on to Jackie's waiting tongue as Jackie dragged Roxxy's pussy on to her face. Grunting like a wild boar in heat Jackie wastes no time in lapping up all her abundant juices as quickly as Roxxy can produce them. And when all the juices were gone Jackie attacked Roxxy's throbbing clit with unbridled passion.

Jackie licked the expanding nub as hard and quickly as she could, jamming the flat of her tongue on to Roxxy's engorged clit and dragging it along the length of her tongue over and over again until Roxxy's fat clit quickly grew in size and her pussy came all over Jackie's face, marking Jackie as hers forever with her womanly scent.

Roxxy knew that her ripe pussy wouldn't need much attention to cum but even she was surprised by the quickness and the violence of her orgasm. With the first lick of Jackie's feather soft tongue, Roxxy was fighting a losing battle of trying to delay her cum as long as possible. Roxxy likes to have her pussy slowly worshipped like the queen it is. But her pussy and Jackie's talented tongue had other ideas and after only a dozen licks of her golden tongue, "Oh, OHH, OHHHH, YEEAHHHHHH," Roxxy screams at the top of her lungs as she splays her legs and crushes her spasming pussy hard onto Jackie's face, driving her head deep into the mattress while her body goes rigid and electric jolts fire off in her nerves.

As her orgasm ebbs Roxxy notices Jackie entering the gyrations of her own orgasm as her hips wildly buck up and down, then her body goes rigid as Jackie's whole body quivers and shakes, pinned head first beneath Roxxy. Powerful vibrations stimulate Roxxy's pussy as Jackie screams her orgasm into her womb. Roxxy thinks Jackie was Jilling herself off while she ate her until she feels Jackie's arms still wrapped around her thighs unable to reach her own pussy. 

"Oh baby," Roxxy coos, "That's sooo hot, you came from eating me." Normally Roxxy's clit and pussy are too sensitive to be licked after a nice cum. But the vibrations from Jackie moaning her orgasm into her pussy and Jackie cumming from just eating her has Roxxy's pussy ready for more. And Jackie is wise enough not to lick her clit at first and even as Jackie's orgasm is ebbing she has the wherewithal to travel down to Roxxy's hole and lovingly lick the entrance.

"Umph,umph,umph," Is what Roxxy hears as Jackie makes slow circles around the edge of Roxxy's opening. Jackie is able to scoop up fresh gobs of thick white girlie cum into her mouth. The cum is so thick and sticky she has some trouble swallowing it but it is well worth it as her tongue circles a little deeper looking for more.

This is more like it Roxxy thinks, she looks down at the sound of Jackie's urgent bestial grunts at her pussy and sees Jackie's open eyes rolling around in her head, Jackie's expert tonguing is starting to bring her to the slow steady more powerful orgasms she craves. Everything this woman does excites her more. No woman ever before has been able to swallow her thick cum juices that she produces after an orgasm. Few have even tried and the ones that did try all gagged and spit them out. Jackie not only has swallowed them and held them down she has gone back in her pussy in search for more. Roxxy shivers as she feels Jackie stick her hungry tongue deeper into her pussy and find more cum to swallow. Roxxy now lifts her pussy off of Jackie's head and squeezes her inner muscles. A Very thick white glob that Jackie was unable to reach with her tongue slowly appears by Roxxy's vagina.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 03



Turned from a straight girl who's never even kissed another girl into a committed lesbian may not be that unique, but having the girl that turned you be your sister, well, that's got to be quite out of the ordinary. I knew my stepsister Meagan was a lesbian when mom convinced me to allow her to stay the summer with me during her college summer break. I had just gotten off a devastating break with my boyfriend Steve and felt her presence with me at my apartment would do us both good. Mom and dad hoped the time with me and separated from her girlfriend Whitney might actually redirect her life – it didn't!

Little did I know then the journey I would soon travel. I lived a few hours away from our folks and had just graduated myself. Meagan was wrapping up her junior year at college when mom and dad called and asked for the favor. We are two years apart and have always been close since my dad married Barbara. I was sixteen at the time.

What started as an act of blackmail when Meagan found I had been arrested for possession of marijuana turned into a complete acceptance at what I was becoming. I had tried to resist her advances even before she confronted me with her evidence that I too had not been quite the angel our parents thought. She walked around in my apartment constantly in a state of undress – almost always nude or at least topless.

Though I feigned she needed to put something on, I couldn't help but catching stolen glances at her gorgeous little breasts with her pink pointed nipples. I put up a little resistance, acting put off and disgusted she would even confront me with such a proposition, but deep down I think I really was curious. To be truthful – I know I was.

I had always been envious of how pretty she was and so full of energy. Even growing up she was always the one mom and dad had to punish with a curfew for staying out late or caught drinking underage. Meagan is so extroverted and the life of any party. She also had a take charge personality and when she started in on me, I knew I would give in. But then again, I wanted to! I wanted to see what it was like, being with another girl. It was just it never occurred to me it might be with my own sister.

But Meagan always had a way of rationalizing her behavior, quickly reminding me we were only related through our parent's marriage. In actuality, we were just two adult girls attracted to each other sexually.

On Saturday morning we had a brief sexual encounter in the shower before we headed out for a day out at the pool. After a few drinks and more than enough sun, Meagan suggested we head into town to shop. She was not at all impressed with what she considered my too plain wardrobe. But more importantly she wanted to stop by an adult novelty shop to buy what she said were some "toys."

We both took quick showers to wash off the oil and lotion from our day at the pool and she pulled out shorts and a top she wanted me to wear. The top was actually hers. A little yellow piece that tied above the midriff and a pair of black shorts. When I started to pull on some bikini panties, she voiced her objection and told me not to wear a bra or panties, just the shorts, the top and a pair of yellow flip flops. Little by little, she was giving me directions, not merely suggestions, and I felt myself submitting.

I had always thought of myself as independent and self-reliant, but for some reason I enjoyed having my little sister take charge. I found myself wanting to submit to her. Whether it was pleasing her with my tongue or something as simple as dressing the way she instructed. I seemed to be giving into her completely. 

After we dressed, she walked up to me and pulled my long blonde hair back in a pony tail and wrapped it with a yellow hair band. Stepping back, our eyes met and she stepped back in and placed her warm plump lips on mine. I kissed her back as her tongue slid between my lips. I was totally lost in her kiss as I felt her soft breasts rub against mine. Even though we had just dressed, I wanted to strip my clothes off and collapse to my knees and feast on that sweet pussy of hers that I had come to savor.

Meagan had "Googled" on our computer some women's apparel and novelty shop in the city and had no trouble finding the place. I had never been to a store like that and the truth is I owned one "toy" as she referred to it. A vibrator that some of my sorority sisters in college had given to me as a gag gift when my boyfriend Steve and I were on one of our many breaks. Gag gift or not, I certainly put it to use over the last few years and was quite curious what other kind of toys might be in this store.

When we entered the shop, I was blown away by all the apparel, lingerie, and adult novelties that were lined up on shelves and hung from the walls. The business was manned by two young girls about our age, both of whom were already helping two of the three women perusing the shelves, studying the products neatly arrayed before our eyes.

I simply could not believe the variety of dildos, vibrators, and items I had no idea what they did. Meagan had made a dart for the back of the room and seemed to be looking at belts. As she examined them more closely, I could see they were harnesses, I assumed for the dildo she planned to fuck me with later that afternoon!

"What do you think?" Meagan quizzed as she held the leather harness up to her small waist. All it was missing was the instrument which she would penetrate me with. That she would use to fuck me endlessly for the duration of the summer.

"So, like what do we use with it?," I inquired back meekly as I saw her eyes shift to the variety of dildos lining the shelves in all sizes and colors.

"Well, that's a personal decision for you. You want flesh colored? Or maybe a little dark meat? Or how 'bout this little purple one," she joked as she grabbed a package off the shelf with a purple dildo in a plastic wrapping.

"I don't know," I shrugged not as much indifferently, as I was sort of embarrassed about picking out something so intimate.

"I have an idea. You see one about Steve's size?" referring to my old boyfriend.

I scanned the shelf and spied one that I thought was just about the size and girth of his cock. There was a part of me that resented it. I hated him now. He had cheated on me with someone I thought was a friend and then repeatedly lied about it until the evidence came crashing down on him. So many chances! Time after time, I had forgiven small indiscretions, times when I thought he had strayed but just wasn't sure. No, the last thing I wanted was a cock that looked like his. Perhaps that's what was driving me from men to begin with.

Maybe that was the reason I had dropped any pretense at fighting off Meagan's advances and embraced my new found Sapphic attraction.

"That one," I pointed. But, frowning I replied back , "I'm not sure I want anything to do with something that reminds me of him though," I sighed, looking down at the floor.

"Fine," Meagan retorted as she snatched a much larger black cock off the shelf. "I believe this is night and day from what you might have been used to. Now perhaps we also need something a bit smaller."

"I don't understand," I replied. Why do we need two?"

"For the other hole darling. And I'm pretty sure we'd have a difficult time getting this monster up that tight little ass of yours," she shot back with a smile. 

I couldn't help but think about earlier in the morning in our shower when she had used her fingers on me back there. I had never had anyone finger my ass, to fuck me there, but I loved it and recalled how much I wished she had a cock then and there. I would have begged her to fuck my cherry ass right there in the shower.

Meagan also bent down and picked up two triangle looking objects that she explained were anal plugs that she would have me wear, perhaps even to work, to stretch my ass.

"You love anal baby and we need all the appropriate toys," she said smiling as she picked up three different kinds. One was a vibrating plug, then an additional one the same size and then another a little larger one. She was intent on training my ass to accommodate a larger cock. My pussy tingled at the thought as I looked over in a mirror to see my hardened nipples poking though the fabric of the sheer yellow top she had me wear.

As we walked back up front I couldn't help but notice handcuffs lined with some type of padding and other restraint devices hanging on the wall. Meagan turned back to see me staring and she couldn't help but remark, "You're such a bottom aren't you?"

I wasn't sure at all what she meant. "Here," she shot back as she set our items down and pulled some leather devices off the wall. "These are for your wrists and these your ankles, to tie you down with, and might as well get this too," she smiled as she removed a leather collar from a post. It had a ring on it with silver studs all around the collar. "Here, let's see how this looks," she said as she unbuckled it and placed it around my neck and buckling it in the back.

I stared in a mirror and almost didn't recognize the woman who was staring back. 

"Damn, that's hot Cheryl. I like that! So, you going to be my little lesbian slave tonight? Let me have my way with you? Use you any way I like?" she purred.

"Would you like that?" I smiled back feeling so slutty with the leather collar around my neck.

"Yea, a lot," she countered. "And I think you would too. I think sister's a bit of a submissive. You like being told what to do. I think you have a little bit of a dark side we need to explore," Meagan said with a sinister glint in her eye.

I couldn't believe it when the clerk rang up the items and replied back it was $435. I almost died until Meagan pulled out her credit card.

"You're not paying for this?" I questioned.

"No, daddy. It's his card. Really sweet huh," she smirked. "Him paying for all this stuff that I'm gonna use to abuse his little girl –'his little sunshine.' If only he knew the plans I have in store for you tonight!," Megan said as she handed the card to the clerk who checked one of the battery devices to make sure it worked and left the batteries in for our use. I suppose it was the least she could do for the sales we rang up.

There was one more stop to make and that was a women's clothing shop that Meagan had wanted to visit. The shop manager seemed to be minutes from closing and asked would we mind if she went ahead and closed up as we browsed. Meagan picked out several rather sexy and somewhat revealing outfits she wanted me to try on as well as had me pick thru some thong underwear to replace my bikinis which she didn't like.

I had never wore a thong but realized there was no use to argue as I picked out several colors in my size.

The woman, very attractive and perhaps in her late thirties, closed the blinds and flipped her sign around as she locked the door leaving us as her last customers of the day.

"We'd like to try these on," Meagan said to her indicating the clothes draped over our arms.

"I have a fitting room in the back," she motioned, as she guided us to a room in the back with several curtained stations. As she turned to walk out, Meagan blurted out, "No, stay if you would, we'd really like to know what you think."

The lady, who identified herself as Maggie, smiled and said she'd be delighted as Meagan began to undress. She slipped off her flip flops leaving her barefoot on the carpeted floor. Slipping off her top and revealing her bra, it occurred to me I was naked beneath my top and shorts. Meagan had requested that I not wear the bra and panties, and I hesitated now with this woman in the room.

Sensing this, the lady asked if there was a problem.

"No, Meagan," shot back. She probably doesn't want to embarrass you. We were swimming earlier and her suit was wet and she just slipped those on."

"I'll leave then and come back," Maggie stated as she turned to walk out.

"That's not necessary," Meagan answered. She's not shy and I'm sure you've seen it all. Besides, we'll just have to turn around and come get you."

It was obvious that Meagan wanted this woman to stay. Stay and watch me undress. Was it a test? Was this one of her exercises to find out how submissive I was? How far I'd go for her?

Maggie smiled, "Sure, I just want you to know I'm okay with giving you both your privacy," she said and then began to comment on the outfits that Meagan had selected.

As I pulled my shirt over my head and exposed my breasts, I could feel the cool air on my nipples and could tell how excited I was becoming. I eased my shorts down my legs and stepped out of them, feeling both Meagan's and Maggie's eyes on my now naked form.

Rather than be embarrassed, I felt naughty. I liked having this stranger looking at me. I could feel her stare as it took in my breasts, my shaved pussy, my ass that Meagan had been licking and fucking with her fingers earlier that day. As Maggie and my sister talked, I prolonged my nudity, taking my time, enjoying being Maggie's object of attention as it now became obvious her gaze was fixed on me.

Our eyes met as I slipped a dress over my head and down resting on my shoulders. "Would you zip me," I questioned looking right into her piercing eyes.

Maggie walked up and I felt her warm soft fingers on the small of my back as she pulled the zipper up, very, very slowly. I felt her hot breath on my neck, exposed with my hair pulled back in a pony tail that Meagan had wrapped earlier with her yellow hair band.

I wanted to turn and kiss this woman as her fingers trailed down my arms as she turned me.

"You look stunning," Maggie beamed. "That dress looks divine on you and fits you like it was made especially for you." Her perfume was intoxicating and her smile so warm as I stared into her eyes. 

I tried on several more outfits finding Maggie stepping over to either zip it or adjust it in some way, anything to have her fingers touch my skin. It seemed too intentional to be an accidental touch and I wondered if she was desiring me as much as I wanted her. This woman I had just met was bringing to the surface desires as my pussy dripped and I hoped would not become too noticeable as we continued to try on more items.

"Look, I've got an appointment and I'd love to stay open longer for you ladies but I promised to be there by 7:30. Perhaps you both can come back Monday or Tuesday?"

"Sure," Meagan responded, "But we'll get these today," she said as she handed Maggie some of the items we had already selected. As I dressed, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed as the dance between Maggie and I was cut short.

This time I insisted I pay for the items and as Maggie bagged up our purchases.

Meagan drove back as I slipped off my shoes and put my feet up against the dash thinking of my moments back in the store. The suggestive stares, the soft touches on my skin. I couldn't help but wonder if Maggie felt the same electricity I did.

"What you thinking about?" Meagan shot over noticing my expression.

"Nothing," I shot back.

"I don't think so. You were thinking of Maggie weren't you? You were thinking of getting it on with an older woman! You're such as slut now," she accused me. Take off your shorts."

"Excuse me," I questioned looking over at her.

"You heard me, slip off your shorts," she commanded.

I hesitated just a moment before I unsnapped the shorts and slid them down my legs exposing my naked pussy to her gaze.

"You're wet aren't you?" she inquired.

It was obvious. I was so worked up from the afternoon. Yes, I was dripping. I was so horny. I wanted to get off so bad.

"Spread your cunt lips. Let me see," Meagan barked looking over. I loved when she talked so dirty to me. I did as directed and then my sister insisted I rub my clit. Stick my fingers in and then taste them in front of her as we drove back to the apartment.

I did. I wanted to. I was so excited I plunged two fingers in my box and rubbed my little clitty. It felt so wonderful. I slipped my hand under my shirt and squeezed a already hard nipple. 

"That's right baby. Cum for me. She wants to fuck you. She told me back there. She wants you so bad," Meagan said softly.

"She told you?" I shot back surprised.

"I met her at a wine bar a few nights ago. That night you and Paul went out. It's a little place I found that encourages same sex customers – girls and guys," Megan explained.

"Maggie's...?" I started before Meagan cut in.

"Of course." Meagan said back intuitively knowing where I was going with my question. "I haven't been with her or anything but obviously she wants to get with you."  

"By the way, that Paul guy, when's the last time you heard from him?" she asked referencing the man I had been going out with after my break up with Steve.

He's called a few times, on my cell and at the office. I keep putting him off, you know with you in town and everything," I answered back.

"So when you going to tell him?" Meagan asked looking straight over at me.

"Tell him? Tell him what?" I shot back

"You're a lesbian now. You don't do men any more," she said back with emphasis.

I was quiet. I thought about what she said. My fingers still rubbing my clit, as I pulled on my nipple.

I was now. I knew I was...just what she said, a lesbian. I was turned on by Meagan and Maggie like I have never been with any man. But telling him. How could I do that?

"You know when we get home, I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna place that collar around your neck we bought you and then I'm going to fuck you with my cock. You're going to love it. You'll feel things you've never felt before. You'll be in a place you've never been before and there's no turning back now. Your feelings today for Maggie prove that. You're attracted to women now. You have a hunger that only pussy can quench. You know that don't you?" Meagan insisted.

"Yes," I said softly.

"Yes what?" she barked.

"I'm a lesbian now," I answered back.

"And what do you want me to do when we get back home?" Meagan smirked.

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to use me as your little lesbian slut. That's what I am now. " There was a pause before I asked back, " Megan?"

"Yes," she smiled back.

"I want Maggie to fuck me too. I want to eat her pussy. Maybe I could go down on her as you're fucking my pussy," I said.

"You are one wild slut aren't you. I haven't created a lesbian. My big sister is a sex crazed dyke," she laughed.

Hearing her call me that, a dyke, I rubbed faster on my clit and came hard on the seat of the car. My feet pressing against the hot dash as I felt wave after wave rack my body.

When we arrived home, Meagan made me completely disrobe at the front door. True to her word she fastened the leather collar around my neck and kissed me hard on the lips. We held our embrace as I stood naked in her arms until she broke our kiss and instructed me to go to the bedroom and wait for her.

When she walked in minutes later she was wearing a burgundy satin bathrobe and holding two glasses of Merlot. We drank a couple of drinks before she instructed me to get on my knees. I did as she directed as she untied her robe and the black cock we purchased sprung forth. It seemed immense as it hung down by the leather harness around her waist.

"Suck my cock Cheryl. Show me what a good little cock sucker you are," my sister commanded as I held the mammoth cock in my hand and went down on the soft rubber head. It slid between my lips filling my mouth. I had never had a cock this large before and it had been a while since I had given head to anyone.

"That's right, get it wet. Suck it. You're going to be seeing a lot of this cock. Play with yourself as you suck me," she chanted.

"And what is it I'm going to do with this thing?" she teased as she held it, pulling it from my mouth and wiping the saliva coated dong across my lips and face.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 03



"You're going to fuck me. You're going to fuck my pussy. Like no one has ever done before. You're going to teach me to be a lesbian, so I can fuck other women, like you're doing me. I want to! I want you to take me... and my ass too. I want you to fuck me back there. Be the first to take my cherry ass with your cock," I moaned.

"And I'm going to," Meagan smirked. "You're going to be more than just a crazy little dyke, I'm gonna turn you into my little lesbian whore. You'll be giving it up to lots of women, younger, older. Maybe picking up some straight girls yourself and showing them why they need to be lesbians like us," my sister said as she continued to wipe the dick across my face before she would plunge it back into my anxious mouth.

"Mom thought she could break Whitney and me up, sending me to stay with you. Like you're gonna' show me the light. Why I needed to go back to boys. She'd shit now wouldn't she? To see you on your knees, sucking my cock. A little lesbian like me and soon I'll be fucking that pussy of yours," she chanted.

"Yes, fuck me Meagan, fuck my pussy," I moaned back at the thought of her taking me with the huge black dildo protruding from her crotch.

"You know, it might be our secret now, but sooner or later mom and dad will know about you. That you're just like me. That you're into women... a lesbian .. a dyke. It's nothing to be ashamed of baby. It's who you are. You can't undo it. You know that now right?" Meagan said softly as her hand dropped to my face, her finger tracing my lips as I sucked her finger into my mouth.

"I know. I'm not ashamed," I said back. Feeling the way I felt about Maggie this afternoon. I wanted her. I wanted to have sex with her right there in her shop. "I've never felt this way before," I responded before I again took her cock back into my mouth, trying to take as much of the massive cock into my mouth and throat as possible.

After several minutes she pulled me to my feet, reached into a night stand and coated the dong with lube which she also generously applied to my slick box.

Meagan knelt between my outstretched legs as she guided the monster to my shaved wet lips and then slowly inserted it. It had been months since Steve had fucked me, as she guided her cock ever so slowly, careful not to hurt me as the huge dick stretched my pussy, disappearing into my vagina.

Meagan lay down on top of me, our breasts rubbing together as she again kissed me. Her wet plump lips closing over mine as her tongue traced my anxious lips before slowly prying them apart. I sucked on her small pink tongue as I grasped her ass pulling her further and further into me. I wanted her. I wanted all of her cock as she filled me in places no dick had ever been.

My clit felt on fire as she moved in and out, my legs wrapping around hers as I met her tongue with mine. When she broke our kiss, I looked to my bureau mirror, my body prostrate under hers, our legs wrapped around each other as she tongued my ear and sucked on my neck.

"I love you Cheryl. I'm so happy," Meagan said softly as she looked into my eyes as she hovered over me. "When we were teenagers and you brought guys home, sitting on the couch watching TV with them, sometimes I could see ya'll making out in the reflection of the TV. Hear you in the background as I sat on the floor acting like I was watching a show. And all the time I was wishing it was me you were kissing,"

"Did you?" I said back rather surprised at her confession.

"I used to stare at you as you got ready for bed, when you came back from your shower, sometimes changing in front of me. I felt things stirring in me and I knew I was different. I wanted you so bad. So see, it was really you that awakened me to what I am," Meagan said as she again closed on my lips and pushed hard against mine as your mouth covered mine.

"I knew one day that I would have you. I had to have you," she smiled as she broke our embrace and moved her hips harder, more deliberate, up and down, grinding against mine. I couldn't believe it but I had taken the whole cock, that monster into my pussy and was meeting her thrust, trying to swallow her dick with my hot box.

I looked back over to the mirror, watching her ass rise up and down as she elevated herself on her outstretched arms. Her beautiful breasts handing down, capped by two little hard buds. 

Around my neck was the collar. The leather collar we had purchased earlier. The silver studs reflecting in the mirror. I felt at that moment I belonged to her. I wanted to belong to her. That night was a first as my sister fucked me with her strapon. It was to be a night of many as I became a lesbian cock slut.

I leaned up with my mouth and drew her breast into my mouth, sucking on her nipple which drew groans from Meagan. I feasted back and forth on her tits as I had so many nights since she first made me submit to her advances. Now I was not only willing, I was consumed with her.

"That's right, suck my nipple," Meagan hissed. "Show me what a good little lesbian slut you've become," she chided as I buried my face in her warm mounds, licking, sucking with abandoned.

I felt that warm rush between my thighs as I stretched out my legs, feeling the quiver with my impending orgasm which surged through my body.

"That's it, cum for me, fuck me, cum baby," Meagan chanted as she drove the cock hard into my crotch which bounced up and down off the mattress. I'm not sure I ever came as hard and as long as that night as Meagan collapsed back down on top of me. Our bodies now covered in sweat as she again closed her warm wet mouth over mine and my tongue raced into her mouth, searching her tongue out as we kissed. 

Before our evening was over she would let me fuck her as well but not until we ate each other's pussies until we were almost exhausted. I could never tire of licking her delicious pussy but the real treat was when she fastened the harness around my waist and let me take my first woman. 

You never forget your first sexual encounter or perhaps your first anything. But the night I fucked my sister with our strapon will be forever etched in my mind. She wanted me to take her from behind as she positioned herself on all fours.

It was a position that she would often ask me to assume in the future. As I eyed her gorgeous ass sticking up in the air, I drove the cock in and out of her young pussy. I spied myself in my bureau mirror, fucking my sister with the massive black cock that protruded from my waist as she urged me on. I loved it when she was calling me a dyke, telling me to fuck that pussy. 

I loved it to when she pushed back and came hard on my cock. Her flinched fists clawing at our bed sheets until we both collapsed back on the bed, me laying on top of her back.

It had been less than a week since I first tasted her delicious pussy. But I knew I was hooked. It was only a matter of time before I admitted it to Paul, my friends, and my family. There was no turning back for me. I knew that. In just a couple of days Meagan's girlfriend Whitney would arrive. I wondered how I would feel about that. Jealous? Or would the three of us hit it off?

Was Meagan just as dominating with Whitney as she was with me? Would we both be Meagan's little lesbian play toys, doing her bidding? Or was she setting me up to be theirs? I didn't care. I only knew that for tonight Meagan was mine and I was hers. I belonged to her. I was her lesbian sister and I had never been happier in my life.



The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 04



I was at the office when Sabrina let me know that my sister was on line two.  We chatted for just a few minutes when she asked if I’d found the surprise she had placed in my pocketbook.  I carry a rather monster size bag.  I peered inside my bag and immediately spied what Meagan was referring to – one of our new anal plugs in a see thru plastic bag.

“And what is it you expect me to do with that?” I feigned over the phone.

“I expect you to go into the ladies room right now and put it in,” was Meagan’s tart response.

“Here?  You’re not serious,” I retorted.

“I’m absolutely serious.  You’ll find some lube in the bag.  Call me back when it’s done,” she said as the receiver registered a dial tone.  It was one thing to go without bra and panties as Meagan was now asking me to do, but here she was requiring me to put the new anal plug up my ass at work.

She had made me wear a plug most of the weekend around the house, becoming accustomed to it as I moved around doing household chores.  As I mentioned before, Meagan requires that I remain nude like her when we are at home and she would often ask me to bend over to insure I had not slipped it out.

I was surprised that it wasn’t uncomfortable at all as I moved around and even sat watching television.  The plugs are designed not to slip out and I became extremely aroused most of the day.

Meagan and I have both discovered how sensitive my ass is and I love it when she plays with me back there with our vibrators, dildos, fingers and especially her tongue.

I carried my bag into the restroom, carefully washed off the plug and then coated it with the lube she had packed.  It slid easily into my asshole which Meagan had been stretching for the last few days in anticipation of the fucking she promised me with our new strapon.

I felt delightfully naughty as I called her back moments later to tell her I had done what she asked.

It was about mid afternoon when Maggie, the woman from the boutique shop, called and asked if Meagan and I would like to stop by the Wine Loft, the little wine bar Meagan had visited that catered to same sex couples.  I told her we’d be delighted and immediately called Meagan to share my news.  Meagan said she’d just meet us there after work.

I had told Maggie that I would be right over after a stop over at the gym.  While I went thru some aerobics that afternoon, my mind was a million miles away as I thought about my encounter at her shop.  How she stared at me as I undressed in front of my first woman other than my sister.  I took a shower, letting the suds run over my body as I squeezed a nipple between my fingers.  Between the thoughts of making love to Maggie and the plug that I wore most of the afternoon, I was extremely horny.

I quickly redressed putting back on the skirt and blouse I had worn to work earlier in the day.  I left one more button undone on my blouse providing ample room to see my breasts barely covered by the sheer top.  I had felt naughty all day just wearing the top into work that subtly betrayed the contours of my breast and my nipples.  It did draw a few looks from my boss and the other girls in the office but no one said anything to me.  I’m sure I was the talk with Sabrina and Margie, my fellow employees, when my back was turned.  

Meagan was already there when I arrived and quickly ordered us a Merlot as we waited for Maggie to arrive.

“You still have in the plug?” Meagan asked as I shot her a look.

“I didn’t wear it to the gym Meagan!”  I paused just a few seconds before adding, “But I did feel like a real slut walking around dressed like that with a device up my twat in front of everyone.”

“You are a slut,” Meagan fired back, noticing my shirt undone at the top.

Maggie arrived looking ravishing.  She was as pretty as I remembered as she pulled up a chair on the outside patio as the three of us chatted.  We must have had three or four glasses before I excused myself to the ladies room.

When I returned, Meagan was gone.  “Where’d my sister go?” I inquired looking around the bar.

“She said she had a couple of errands to run.  Besides, it’ll give me a chance to get to know you better,” Maggie smiled back.

I returned to my seat and Maggie and I began discussing a little bit of our personal life before the discussion turned to sex and how we both became lesbians.  Maggie had been married and met a woman down at her tennis club.  While her affair did not break up their marriage, when she divorced she just began seeing women.

I shared with her my story how Meagan had at first blackmailed me into sex.  But I realized now, that I was not as reluctant as I had first let on.  As I discussed with her my transition from a straight woman into a committed lesbian, I felt her foot graze my leg.  Casually at first, her toes softy and slowly traced the contours of my leg, sliding slowly down as they rested on mine after I had removed the heels.

Maggie’s foot play and my earlier horniness was driving me into a frenzy and when I admitted that all the wine we had drunk was going to my head, she suggested perhaps a light snack back her apartment.

“I love this place because its easy walking distance to my apartment.  Let’s go get a bite to eat.  I’ll make you dinner and then I’ll bring you back to your car,” she said as she leaned over and tugged at my arm.

I knew while the invitation to dinner was sincere, I would likely be the main course.  That was at least what I hoped for as I felt my pussy getting wet at the thought.

Maggie called for the check and the two of us made our way out of the bar.  I was carrying my heels in my right hand as Maggie somewhat held me up.  I didn’t realize how much we had drank or the effect it was having on me as I felt my tongue a little thick and somewhat unsteady on my feet.  Maggie slipped her arm around my waist as we walked up the street.  

Maggie had a beautiful apartment as she escorted me to the kitchen where she prepared me a tall glass of ice water.  She made us a salad that we both consumed, picking up our conversation from earlier.

Minutes later, we retreated to her den where she put on some light jazz and turned off the overhead lamp leaving on a small lamp on the end table.

Maggie set next to me on the loveseat, taking my hand in hers as she continued to talk to me.  Then the conversation stopped and the time for talking was over as she stared into my eyes.  As her head moved toward mine, I closed my eyes and felt her warm soft lips envelope mine.

Her kiss seemed much more forceful that Meagan’s as she sought out my tongue, sucking it back into her mouth.  I felt Maggie’s hand slip inside my shirt, her hand wrapping around my breast as she squeezed gently before taking my nipple into her fingers, pulling, rubbing.

I felt her unbutton my blouse, remove it, and within seconds my skirt as well.  In just a minute I was completely naked in the arms of my new lover who was still fully dressed.  Her kisses slid down to my neck, where she sucked and licked before settling on my breasts.  Her hot breath and warm mouth was all over my young flesh as she kissed, licked, and sucked at my nipples.

“Oh Maggie, that feels so good.  Suck my tits, my nipples,” I groaned as she worked them with her tongue.  She gently bit my nipples as she sucked them hard as I felt her hand move to my lap and began rubbing my smooth hairless pussy.  Her fingers found their way to my wet hole as she inserted her fingers in, pushing and probing gently as I spread my legs wider for her.

“You don’t know how I thought about this all weekend pet.  Ever since you came into my shop the other day, I’ve wanted you.  But you knew that didn’t you?” she moaned into my breast as she continued to lick me there.

“Yea,” was my soft reply as I gave into her advance.

“And you were teasing me, taunting me with your body.  You knew how turned on I was getting showing yourself off to me like that.  You a little tease baby?  You like to tease older women?” Maggie kept on.

“Yea,” I admitted again feeling her probe my pussy with her fingers.  Her thumb rubbing against my clit as she continued to lick and suck on my throbbing nipples.

“Well, there’s no more teasing tonight.  I’m going to fuck you.  I’m going to have that sweet pussy of yours,” she said in between licks of my breasts.  “First I’m going to have a taste of that sweet delicious pussy of yours,” she said as she slid down my stomach.  Her hot breath breathing on my twat.

Her tongue slid across my lower stomach and then plunged into my hole as she sucked my lips into her mouth.  She continued to use her fingers in me as she licked around them, spreading by pussy as wide as she could.  Her tongue was lapping between the folds of my pussy, licking up the juices as she dove her face in as far as she could.  Her hands found my breasts and pulled tightly at my nipples as she concentrated on my clit, sucking, biting lightly as it throbbed.

As I moved my pussy up and down on her face, she slipped a wet finger up my ass.  It didn’t take long at all before I felt my orgasm building as she probed my butt with her fingers and sucked on my clit.  Wave after wave swept through my body as I collapsed onto her couch.

Maggie stood up and slipped off her dress and then unclasped her bra.  Her breasts were much bigger than I had imagined capped by two huge brown nipples.  She still had on her panties as she climbed back on the couch and fed me her breasts.  I took the nipple in my mouth and sucked on it as she fed me one, then the other.

I could have sucked on her nipples all day but Maggie had other ideas as she reached down and tugged off her panties exposing her pussy to me for the first time.  Unlike Meagan and me, Maggie had a dark bush covering her pussy.  While it was trimmed, it did little to cover her pussy lips which were plump and spread open.

Maggie gently directed me down on the couch and took up a position with my face directly under her pussy and between her legs as she sat down on my face.  Immediately I began to tongue her slit and loved her sweet taste as I dipped my tongue in.  The hair on her muff tickled my nose as she ground her twat all over my face.

“Eat me Cheryl, lick my pussy.  There, right there,” she directed as I sucked on her massive clit.  I took it into my mouth drawing groans from Maggie as I looked up to see her twisting and pulling at her nipples.  Her tits were much bigger than mine and I watched in fascination as she drew her own breasts to her mouth and tongued her nipples.

“Damn that feels good,” Maggie hissed as I probed her deep with my tongue and like she had done me earlier, I dipped my fingers in her wet pussy, coating them with her own juices before I spread her cheeks and stuck them in her hot ass.  It drew a loud groan from Maggie as she raised up and then began pushing her ass back onto my fingers.

I had been sucking on her clit for several minutes, enjoying the taste of her twat when something happened that I was totally unprepared for.  A gush of liquid squirted across my face as Maggie moaned, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming.”

Initially I thought she had peed on my face but I realized that she had cum with such a force that she had ejaculated almost like a man.  I had never heard of a woman doing that but Maggie did and before the evening was over, she did again.

She had us lay on the floor pussy to pussy, our feet at each other’s head as she ground our hot clits together.  I had never done that before and I loved the feeling of our cunts rubbing together.  Maggie moved her hips and ground her box into mine.  Just as before, she let a stream of hot liquid gush from her pussy across mine causing me to orgasm as well.

We spent a couple of hours lying on her couch naked as we kissed and fondled each other’s pussy.  She had me sit on her face once more before I dressed to go home.

I told her I would just walk back to the Wine Loft but she insisted on dropping me off. As she drove off, I decided to go back into the bar for something to drink.  Nothing alcoholic, just something to refresh me after our bout of lovemaking.

I ordered a diet coke and was just finishing it when a girl about my age startled me, “You alone?” she inquired.

I turned to see an attractive young lady, short black hair, and covered in tattoos.  She wore a sleeveless top that exposed her arms which seemed to be a massive mural.  She couldn’t help but notice my interest.

“That’s my thing.  I’m a tattooist.  Anyway, haven’t see you here before.  You here with anyone?” she pressed.

“Well, I was.  I just stopped in for a drink before heading home,” I replied.

“Oh,” she said, “Stevie,” holding out her glass.

“Cheryl,” I said back as I took my nearly empty diet coke and clinked our glasses together drawing smiles from both of us.

“So you come here often?” Stevie asked, “I don’t recall seeing you before.”

“Tonight’s my first time.  But I suspect I’ll be back,” I smiled.

Stevie was already taking a few steps back, perhaps to join the group she was there to meet.  “Hope so,” she said as she turned to walk away.  She looked back once and smiled, before heading out to the patio.

I watched as she walked away, her jeans seemed to be glued to her ass.  I wasn’t into all the tattoos but I had to admit she had a killer body.

I finished the coke and headed home.  Meagan was already in the bed we shared.

“So, tell me everything,” Meagan directed as I walked in the room and dropped the heels by the closet.  I unbuttoned my blouse and let it drop in a in a pile on the floor, slipping off my skirt and draping it across the chair leaving me nude.

Meagan pulled back the sheet, exposing her naked body, as I slid in and cuddled up next to my sister.  “Ooom, you smell good” Meagan sighed, “Maggie’s perfume?”

“Probably,” I responded.  “I had a great time.”

“I knew you would,” Meagan stated back.  “Maggie seems like a really nice woman and she’s got a really hot body.”

“Have you ever heard of a woman squirting?” I asked.

“Squirting?” my sister asked back.

“Yea, when Maggie really cums hard, she squirts.  Almost like a man,” I informed her.

“I’ve heard of it.  I haven’t been with anyone that did it, but yea.  I’ve heard some women do,” Meagan replied.

“Actually it was kind of cool.  It felt really good when our pussies were rubbing together,” I gushed.

“You better stop it or you’re gonna’ make me horny,” Meagan answered back.

“Meagan, have you ever met anyone down at the wine bar named Stevie?” I quizzed.

“Dark haired girl?  Really pretty but covered in tattoos,” Meagan asked back.

“Yea, that’s her.  I met her tonight,” I said.

“You need to stay away from her,” Meagan shot back looking back at me.  “That girl’s in a different league.”

“How so?” I quizzed.

“I’ve heard stuff about her.  Really into the kinky side. I mean, nothing like us.  She’s on a different planet.  She didn’t hit on you or anything?” Meagan asked, her face beside mine.  Her eyes searching mine for a response.

“No, nothing like that.  I just met her.  She seemed like a nice enough girl.” 

“You stay away from her.  Big sister or not, you’re not ready for that one,” Meagan said as she turned and cut off the lamp on the bed stand.  I curled up next to Meagan, wrapping my arm around her waist.

Meagan had already informed me that Whitney, her girlfriend, was arriving this weekend and I wondered how I’d feel about that.  Certainly I wouldn’t be sleeping with her any more.  I rested my face on her shoulder as I drifted off to sleep   

The alarm seemed to go off seconds after I went to sleep.  I turned it off and headed for the shower.  I was just drying my hair standing in front of my mirror when Meagan’s voice startled me.

“Come over here you,” she said in a somewhat groggy morning voice.

“What?” I responded.

“Come over here.  Give me a kiss,” she said.

I walked over and bent down, placing a soft kiss on my sister’s lips.  My wet hair falling down and lightly slapping her in the face drawing laughter from us both.

Meagan pulled me down and rolled over on top of me, pulling the sheet away as her body lay on top of mine.  She kissed on my breasts and sucked them.

“You better not start something we can’t finish,” I warned.

“Who says we can’t finish?” she laughed.

“I have to get ready for work babe.  I don’t have time for this,” I informed her.

Meagan wasn’t deterred as she continued to draw my wet nipple in her mouth, sucking before she switched and took the other in as well.  Meagan scooted down and tongued my belly button before sliding further down, spreading my legs and diving into my pussy.

“Ooooom, nothing like licking a pussy right after you shave it,” she purred.  “It’s so smooth.”

Meagan spread my pussy lips and began lapping between the folds.  I held her head and guided her as she teased my clit with her tongue as she stuck two, then three fingers in my wet pussy.

Meagan would start at my asshole and lick all the way up to my clit.  It felt awesome as she probed my ass with her fingers, stretching it open as she pushed her face hard into my pussy.

“Damn, I love your pussy,” Meagan moaned.

“And I like you licking it,” I sighed back as I rubbed my fingers through her hair.

“I want to fuck you.  I want to fuck your little ass,” Meagan exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and headed to her drawer hosting our toys.

“Babe, we don’t have time.  I need to get ready.  One of us is working you know,” I said leaning up on my elbows.

“Meagan had already stepped into our strapon and was buckling it in place as I was making my case.

“So you’ll be a little late.  Flip over.  Let baby sister have a piece of that delectable tush before you leave me all alone,” she argued.

I looked back at Meagan.  The black leather harness holding the rubber dong that she intended to fuck me with.  I knew better but she also had me worked up from the licking.  I loved it when she played with my ass. While she had used the anal plugs, and her fingers, she had yet to actually fuck me there.  We had talked about it and she had worked hard to get me accustomed to the cock.  Now was the moment and she was ready.

I sighed and flipped over as I felt her slide between my legs.  Her face pressing against my cheeks as I felt her licking my cheeks, placing little kisses, before her tongue moved to my anus.  I felt her wet tongue probe my ass, pushing in as she seemed to fuck my ass with her tongue.

It felt unbelievable and she knew she had me as I raised up on my knees and pushed my backside further into her face.   

I heard her pop the cap on the lube and knew she was lubing up her cock as she rubbed a dab on my opening and then guided the head to my hole.  “Here it comes baby.  I’m gonna’ fuck you now.  I’m gonna’ fuck that sweet ass of yours,” she teased as I felt the cool rubber head of the dildo push at my asshole.

The head popped in and Meagan eased the remainder in a little at the time.  The cock was much bigger than her fingers but the anal plugs she had been using on me at least made the dong easier to handle.  Finally I felt her hips on my ass and I knew she has buried the whole thing in my bottom. 

I had taken it all as she eased it back out and then back in.

“That’s it baby.  Take my cock,” Meagan said as she held onto my hips pulling them back into her to meet her thrust.  Both of us had looked forward to this moment.  I wanted her to fuck me there and she wasn’t disappointing me as she now moved back and forth in rhythm.  I found myself moving back into her to meet each thrust as she reached under me, holding onto my breasts as she kissed my back, my neck.

I reached down myself and rubbed my clit.

“Who’s fucking you now Cheryl?” Meagan groaned.

“You are,” I moaned back.

“And where am I fucking you?” she pressed.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 04



“In my ass!” I shot back.

“And whose ass is it,” Meagan kept on.

“Yours, it’s your ass,” I uttered back.

“Not Maggie’s?  It’s just mine?” she pressed.

“No baby.  My ass belongs to you. No body else.  It’s yours to fuck any time you want it,” I moaned as I rubbed my clit.

Of all the sex I had ever had, nothing had ever felt like this.  No one had ever fucked my ass before and I knew nothing could top the feeling I felt at that moment.  I couldn’t believe anything could feel this way as she picked up her pace and slammed hard into my  cheeks.

“You remember that.   You can share that pussy.  You can go down on other women, but the ass is mine.  All mine.  I don’t share the ass.  You understand?” Meagan said directly, with authority.

“I understand," I moaned back.  “It’s just yours.  No one else,” I responded as I felt my legs shaking.  Then the familiar rush sweeping my body as my orgasm seized hold.  I collapsed on top the bed.  Meagan laying across my back, her cock still buried up my ass as she bit into my shoulder.  Light enough not to hurt but strong enough to make me wince.

“Fuck that was some good stuff,” Meagan sighed as she withdrew her cock.  I was exhausted as I looked at the clock to see we had been going at it for forty minutes.  I was going to be late but I didn’t care as I turned to look at my sister who was now laying on her ack.  The rubber dong still fastened to her waist.

I bent over and kissed her on the lips.  “Tonight I fuck your ass!  You understand that?” I said  staring into her brown eyes.

“I was hoping you would say that,” Maggie shot back as she leaned up and kissed me back.



The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 05



Conclusion

It's been a little over four weeks since my step sister seduced me into lesbian sex. While I was at first turned off at the idea of making love to another woman, and in particular with my own sister, I gradually gave into her advances. My parents had hoped time with me would pull her back away from an affair she had at school with an African American girl named Whitney. Instead, Meagan turned her attention on me and within just a couple of weeks my resistance crumbled.

Meagan and I had really begun to explore my darker side. After a nasty breakup with my boyfriend Steve, I found I loved having sex with another woman. Meagan and I had sex nearly every day since that night she broke though my resistance and had me submit to her. Since then we had purchased a variety of toys, fucked each other with strapons and dildos, and even explored my submissive side as she tied me up and had her way with me.

I was surprised how much I enjoyed it when she played with my ass and that became a regular part of our sex life as I licked her sweet pussy and ass with her often fucking my ass as she took me doggie style. I think I enjoyed anal sex as much as when she fucked my pussy and particularly enjoyed when she became a little rougher with me. I'm not certain why but I really got off when she became more descriptive, talking dirty to me, telling me what a slut I had become. When she called me her little cunt and dyke, it made my pussy wet. To think of my little sister using language like that always sent me over the edge.

I had met a slightly older lady, perhaps 36, when Meagan and I went shopping. Maggie was a beautiful woman and like us, a lesbian who seemed instantly attracted to me. One afternoon after work, I met Maggie for drinks and then went back to her apartment where we made love. It was my first experience with another woman outside my sister and I knew then I was hooked on sex with another woman. 

But today was the day that I both dreaded and looked forward to – Whitney's arrival. Whitney was my sister's lover from college. I had encouraged Meagan to invite Whitney up for the balance of the summer, at that time hoping she would back off her advances toward me. Instead, she both accepted that invitation and slammed shut her trap on me as she claimed her prize and my lesbian virginity.

I knew what Meagan and I had been doing together was wrong, or at least taboo for most people. Having sex with your sister, even when they are a step sister, was inappropriate. But Meagan had rationalized that we were just two girls attracted to each other whose parents had married. That seemed to make sense, though it would not change the fact we were family.

I think the hardest thing I was dealing with was the feelings I had for her. Not only did I love her as my sister, we had a special bond that only lovers can understand. I knew how much she loved Whitney and was looking forward to the weekend and I wondered how jealous I would become. I was happy for her but at the same time terribly depressed that our time together was coming to a close – at least those were my thoughts!

Meagan had noticed the change in my behavior and went out of her way to shower kisses and hugs on me in the days leading up to Whitney's arrival. I think we both knew it was time for me to explore my new found sexual awareness with others. Meagan had introduced me to a different world but it was time for me to embark on a new chapter in my life. I knew she would always be there, but it was time to move on.

When the doorbell rang, Megan leaped out of her chair and was there in an instant, opening it wide as Whitney stood in the frame. She was every bit as pretty as Meagan had described. She was wearing shorts and a yellow top with little flip flops holding a bag of her belongings. As Meagan had described, her skin was a soft caramel color, with brown hair that fell just to her shoulders.

I was struck at the emerald green eyes expecting perhaps dark eyes which seemed to sparkle as she smiled brightly at her lover in the doorway. Whitney dropped the bag slowly, letting it sink to the ground as Meagan wrapped her arms around her and kissed her long and passionately in the doorway.

I did feel a pang of jealously and my heart hurt a little as I watched the two lovers embrace. I knew I shouldn't be sad but there was a part of me that was crushed. I'm not sure how long they kissed until Meagan finally broke away long enough to pull Whitney inside and introduce her to me. Whitney leaned in and kissed my cheek softly as I smelled her fragrance, both alluring and sweet as I felt her soft warm lips on the side of my face.

"It's so good to finally meet you Cheryl. I feel like I know you already. Meagan's told me so much about you. Thanks for inviting me," Whitney beamed.

"I'm so glad you could come," I said back wondering how much I really meant it.

"Meagan, why don't you help Whitney unpack and I'll get us up something to eat. I'll bet you're starved after your drive up," I asked looking back to my sister's girlfriend. 

"Starved, I haven't had anything since this morning, a pack of nabs and a diet coke," she said laughing back in my direction. 

I watched as Meagan leaned into her as they walked down the hall together. I headed into the kitchen to prepare some light lunch. It was perhaps an hour or so before my sister and Whitney emerged from the back bedroom. Both had the tell – tale sign they had been in a bout of afternoon lovemaking with Meagan's hair quite disheveled. Whitney was now wearing an oversized t-shirt and nothing else with Meagan in just a pair of panties.

I could see the red marks on Meagan's breasts, evidence that Whitney had been sucking on her nipples, making up for the lost time the two had been apart. Both had a certain glow as Meagan grabbed the two glasses and plates from the cabinet. I informed Meagan that I had made plans to go out for the evening.

She seemed disappointed but I thought it would give all three of us time to adjust to the new arrangements. 

I left Meagan and Whitney snuggled up on the couch together as I made my way to the wine bar Meagan and I now frequented. The restaurant was a popular venue for lesbian and gay singles and couples.

As soon as I left the apartment I tried calling Maggie to see if she could meet me there. My call went straight into voice mail so I decided to try back later. Maggie was the lady I was introduced to by Meagan from the women's apparel shop. She and I really hit it off and we had recently gotten together.

I took up a seat on a couch inside the bar. There was a young lady about my age playing the guitar and signing. I asked for a Merlot and was just beginning to chill when Stevie, the girl I met the last time I was there walked up. When Stevie asked if I was with anybody, I was almost reluctant to respond.

Meagan had specifically told me to stay clear of Stevie who she said was a bit on the kinky side. We didn't get into it much other than Meagan certainly didn't feel that was a relationship I should explore. But there was something about her. Something that seemed to allure me and I didn't see the harm in just talking with her.

I suspected Stevie was about my age, although I never asked her. She had short black hair similar to how Demi Moore wore her hair in Ghost. While she was extremely pretty, I was instantly drawn to the tattoos which covered her arms. Stevie had explained in our short conversation last time that she was a tattoo artist. I hadn't paid much attention previously, but couldn't help but notice the designs now that were very obvious.

The tattoos on her arms were what she referred to as half sleeves. They came down just above her elbow. Stevie was wearing a black tank top which exhibited both arms. They were very ornate and colorful. Her right arm had a tiger mixed in with brightly colored plants. It was her left arm though that I got a glimpse of that left my jaw dropping.

It too was brightly colored with two figures mixed in a background of a garden on her shoulder. There were two angels, both female and nude! One angel was directly behind the other, a right hand grasping a breast and the other dipping below to her crotch. The first angel's head was tilted back as the one behind was closing in for a kiss. It was the ultimate picture of submission which made my pussy tingle looking at it.

The more dominant angel seemed to glow a slight red, the other giving off an innocence as her own hand reached down to grasp the hand which now explored her womanhood.

Stevie laughed at my expression. "A picture of good and even better," she laughed.

"Kind of leaves no doubt as to your orientation," I chuckled.

"Well, I've never had a doubt there. I think I've known since I was a teen I was attracted to other girls. Guys never did anything for me," she added.

I noted she had a small diamond stud in her nose as she turned which glistened off the light. I'm not one for piercings, although my ears are pierced, but something about Stevie's tattoos and piercing made an impression on me. She certainly stood out and something about that non-conformity really intrigued me.

"So do you have any?" she asked.

"Any what?," her question catching me off guard.

"Piercings or tats?" she replied.

"No, I guess it's not my thing. Never thought much about it really," I said back still looking at her arms with the colorful art which adorned them. "I take it, you have a few more I can't see?"

"Oh, I'd be happy to show them to you," Stevie smiled seeing me blush slightly at her response. Knowing full well what she meant by it.

I'm not even sure what response I came back with as I stumbled over my words suggesting maybe some time I could and then taking a big gulp of my wine.

We, or rather I, changed the subject which first began as a discussion of the songs the girl was playing on stage but evolved into how we both became involved in same sex relations. Stevie had shared she had always been inclined to women and had never really dated guys. I on the other hand discussed how Meagan had subtly seduced me, at one point threatened to blackmail me into submission.

She didn't seem to be the least bit surprised that is was my own sister who had seduced me and it felt so easy to talk with her as I shared our first times together - the trip to the novelty store, and how I had come to enjoy our toys and in particular anal sex. The conversation and wine seemed to flow and as I studied Stevie's face, she seemed to glow. The more time I spent with her the more I was drawn to her even in light of my sister's warning how wild she was perceived to be.

"So, you didn't answer me," Stevie smiled. "Why don't you come back to my place? I'd love to spend some time really getting to know you," she said as she emphasized the word really.

I was looking for an out, some type of response back. Meagan's words kept going through my mind. "I don't know... maybe some other time," I begged off. I could see a bit of confusion in her eyes. Not really hurt, just slightly puzzled, trying to guess what was my hesitancy. What was holding me back? 

"Is there something about me? I mean, we seem to have a chemistry but I detect there's something there, some barrier. I find you very interesting, exciting... and really attractive. I'd love to take you home," Stevie pressed.

I'm not sure if it was the wine or my resistance melting but I found myself explaining that I had heard she was a bit wild, maybe too wild for me. I even used the word kinky and immediately wanted to retract it. It just slid out.

Stevie just stared for a second, looking deep in my eyes, "Well, some might think making out with your sister is kinky." Her words stung but I knew exactly what she meant. I swallowed hard on the remaining wine in a glass and excused myself to the restroom. The excursion was more about getting my thoughts together than having to go to the bathroom.

I walked into the ladies room and stared into the mirror, a slight buzz from the wine. I was thinking about the exchange from Stevie and myself when she walked through the door. Stevie grabbed my hand and pulled me deliberately, although not too forcefully, against the wall.

Her body pressed into me as her warm wet lips closed over mine. My mouth opened willingly as I felt her hot tongue exploring my mouth. Her lips slid over mine, pushing, exploring as I sought her tongue out. I felt her unbuttoning my blouse as she reached in and cradled one of my braless breasts, now exposed to her exploring hands. Her warm touch felt soft as her fingers traced my curves and her fingers and thumb playing with my hardening nipples.

I moaned into her mouth signaling how turned on she had made me. She knew the instant my buds grew erect in her fingers that she had me. My body went limp as she ground her crotch into mine, pinning me against the wall.

She had unbuttoned my shirt as my chest was now completely exposed as she sucked on my neck. My head tilted upwards to the ceiling as I let her ravage my body with her mouth.

I felt her slide down to her knees and knew instantly she intended to have a taste of my dripping pussy. My thoughts ran to the door. Who might come in and see us, but they were fleeting, as I let her have her way with me. Stevie, now resting on her knees, lifted my skirt and gave a moan of approval seeing my shaved pussy.

I had left the house without any under garments which had almost become a rule with Meagan as she said she wanted free access to me at all times. Stevie's breath was hot on my bare skin and I groaned when I felt her lips plant them on my smooth box. Her tongue lightly lapped at my lips before they penetrated me, causing my hands to grab onto her head, pulling her in deeply.

She lapped hungrily, her tongue probing, as she pried my lips apart, trying to work her face as far as possible into my crotch. I groaned as she sucked and licked at my clit, occasionally reaching up to tweak my nipples with her fingers.

My concentration was broken when the door to the ladies room opened and a woman entered. At first taken back by our scene, she smiled and turned toward one of the stalls. I was too far gone to be embarrassed. I was hoping perhaps we might be long gone by the time she came out but that thought too was fleeting as the woman emerged a minute or two later from the stall, walked over to the vanity washing her hands.

I could see the reflection in the mirror the whole time as she studied us. Her gaze never left our bodies as my chest heaved back and forth, Stevie's face buried under my skirt as I clutched her head tightly. 

The woman who appeared to be in her mid to late forties turned in our direction toward the door. A slight smile on her lips as I was totally frozen, unable to stop what was happening had I wanted to. The woman stopped and then turned toward me. Stepping in, she kissed me on the lips, her hand slipping around my breast as she held it in her hand. Her tongue pushed between my lips.

I felt myself kissing her back, my tongue rubbing against hers in a dance. My body tingled all over as my new lover ate my pussy and this stranger kissed me deep. Her lips sliding over mine until she pulled back staring into my eyes. An unspoken look of my complete submission to them both.

As she turned and went out the door, I couldn't help thinking how totally uninhibited I was becoming. Meagan had encouraged, if not required me to remain nude in the apartment when we were together. Going so far as to change my dress to more revealing outfits and here I was allowing another woman to have me in a public restroom.

I was just on the verge of an orgasm as Stevie, perhaps sensing it, slid back up my body, her lips trailing kisses up my belly to my breast and then searching out my hungry mouth. Stevie's lips slid across my face to my ear, breathing heavily, she bit at my ear.

"Get dressed, we're going back to my place. I'll settle our tab," she said directly as she kissed me again and then left me exhausted, leaning against the wall, my breasts hanging out of my shirt.

Stevie was just finishing with the check as I walked up. Taking my hand in hers, we walked out of the Wine Loft. I could feel the stares of other women on me. Obviously knowing I was headed back to Stevie's place for whatever she had on her mind. My eyes searched the room, looking for the attractive woman from earlier who had stolen an embrace in the restroom.

As we walked back to her car, still hand in hand, people walking down the sidewalk took notice. If I was closeted before in my new sexual orientation, I was now officially "out" as I made no secret of my affection for Stevie. As she opened my door to her car, she kissed me again outside, her kiss lingering, as soft and sensual as any kiss I ever had.

Stevie lived in a converted mill. At one time functioning as a textile mill, the building had been converted to apartments. While there was an elevator, we took the steps to her third floor loft. She had no sooner unlocked and opened the door, when she again pressed me to the wall and began disrobing me.

I thought she was going to rip the buttons off my blouse as she unbuttoned it and pulled it off my shoulders, unzipping my skirt and sliding it down my legs. I slipped off my flip flops leaving me totally naked with this girl I had just really met that evening.

Stevie's fingers roamed down to my wet pussy, still soaked from her assault minutes before as she kissed me passionately. I wanted her so bad. I wanted her to take me – to finish what she had started at the bar. My pussy ached for her touch, her tongue.

She guided me over to her couch and pushed me down and then straddled my lap facing me. Her soft lean legs on the outside of mine. She pulled her top over her head exposing her chest to me for the first time. My mouth dropped as I took in a vision that I can't adequately describe. 

While she was still wearing a pair of jeans, she had a tattoo of a tree, whose trunk ran the left side of her body with leaves of green and red which ran around her left breast. The breast itself larger than mine, round and full. Both nipples were pierced and a small gold hoop hung from each. As she leaned forward, I took the nipple and the hoop into my mouth, licking, exploring with my tongue.

I instinctively let my tongue try to squeeze between the hoop and the soft pink flesh of her nipple, then pulling on it, wondering just how much pressure to use. How sensitive were they? Stevie groaned her approval as I grabbed her right breast with my hand and rubbed lightly, taking the nipple in my fingers, pulling on the jewelry which ran through her little bud.

I had seen pierced nipples in magazines and remembered seeing a photo of Janet Jackson's from the infamous wardrobe malfunction. But this was the first real piercing I had ever seen besides my girlfriends from college who often had their navels pierced.

Stevie could tell how entranced I was as I sucked and licked with abandon as she guided one breast and then the other to my lips. I couldn't get enough as she rubbed my head, playing with my hair as she encouraged me to lick her, to suck on her titties.

I was disappointed briefly when she scooted off my lap and stood before me as she unsnapped her jeans and then slid them down her legs. They were tight on her as she slowly worked them down and then off as she stepped out of them. 

I continued to stare at her gorgeous body. The tree was now completely unobscured by her outfit, the roots of which reached to her shaved box. Like her breasts, she had a piercing through the hood of her clit, another little gold hoop, which begged attention.

She slid down on the couch beside me and without any words exchanged, I knew exactly what she wanted as I took my position between her legs. Her lips spread out like little flower petals and I stuck my tongue out lightly lapping, as it glided across the flesh. Her scent and taste were exquisite and I knew from that moment I wanted to devour her.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 05



I pushed my tongue into her hot hole drawing a sigh as she twisted my hair in her fingers. "That's right baby, eat my pussy. Lick me baby," she moaned as I swirled my tongue around her clit, playing with the little gold hoop.

"Oh fuck," Stevie cried, "oh your tongue feels so good. Eat my pussy," she sighed. I knew I was doing a great job as I felt her juices flowing in my mouth as I savored each drop. As Stevie raised her hips off the couch to press her hotbox into my face, I slid my hands under her cheeks, pulling them apart, and then probing gently with my thumb. I eased my digit into her ass which was already lubed up from the juices that ran from her seeping pussy.

"Oh yeah, that feels so damned good. I love your fucking tongue. Do me," she encouraged as I worked my thumb further into her backside as she bucked against my face. Within minutes she came thrashing against the couch. When her convulsions ebbed, I scooted up and held her, kissing her face, her lips.

We lay together for several minutes before she got up and went into the kitchen to open us a bottle of wine. I had probably already had enough but she was not one to take no for an answer. I walked around her studio apartment, the cool wood floors under my bare feet, looking at various photos of women on the wall. All adorning tattoos of some sort – on their backs, stomach, shoulders, legs.

Some had piercings as well but all showed them nude and in full color.

"See anything you like?" a voice cut through the silence as Stevie walked up behind me, her arms wrapping around my body, her flesh pressed against my back holding out my glass of wine which I took from her.

"Did you do all these?" I inquired.

"Did I fuck them all?" Stevie shot back turning my words.

"No, that's not what I meant," I explained.

"I know what you meant. Yea, do you like them?" she asked.

"Yes, they're quite beautiful... The women, they're all gorgeous... and the art, you are really, really talented," I answered.

"Thank you. I'd love to do you," Stevie said softly as her lips touched my ear, her hand gliding over my belly and up toward my breasts.

"I don't know. I don't think I could ever do something like that," I scoffed.

"Neither did they at first. Maybe a couple of them. But like anybody, they start small. A little tat somewhere, someone might not notice - the foot, your backside, maybe on your breast," as she traced her hand up to my tit and then lowered it to my hip. "Or maybe there. Covered up by a one piece but if you dare, or visible in a bikini."

I hadn't really thought of it before. I had girlfriends in college who had tattoos. Some on their lower back, others on their leg near their ankle. I just never thought about it for myself.

"I'd love to give you a little tat. Something that means something to you. Maybe reminds you of me too," she said as she kissed my ear. "Come on, I want to sample that little pussy of yours again."

Stevie guided me over to a bed in the corner of the room. We lay down together as we kissed again, our hands exploring each other's breasts and pussy. Stevie had a beautiful body. The art on her front was complimented by a tattoo of a dragon on her back. It was a multitude of black, green, red and yellow.

I was in absolute heaven as she pulled us into a sixty nine position with her on top licking my button as I went back to eating her. Shortly after that she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a strapon which she fastened around her slender waist. I couldn't wait to have her fuck me with her cock. While Meagan was the first to fuck me with a strapon, but Stevie fucked me in a way I had never been fucked.

No man or woman had ever ground a cock into me the way she did as her hips moved into mine, gyrating slowly as she humped my box. Our breasts pressed together as she kissed me passionately. At that moment, I felt closer to her than I had with anyone, closer than I had with Meagan.

I had just met her but already I felt feelings I had never felt before. And when we came it was together and hard as we held each other tightly.

We had been at it for a couple of hours and were taking a break, laying there in her bed, when my phone rang. I went across the room to see it was Meagan who was checking on me.

"Tell her you'll be staying out tonight," Stevie called out, listening to my conversation. Meagan thought I was with Maggie. She would have likely freaked had she known I was with the one person she told me to avoid. But she seemed happy that I had found someone for the evening.

We chatted for a few minutes, her continuing to probe gently where I was, who I was with. I kept avoiding any direct response only assuring her I was having fun and would be home in the morning.

I hung up and collapsed back on the bed with Stevie, rubbing my hand across her chest, stopping to gently pull on the hoops which adorned her nipples.

Stevie reached out and gave my right nipple a hard squeeze. "I'd love to do yours. You ever thought about a piercing?"

"You're determined to get your needles in me aren't you?" I laughed. "First you want to give me a tat. Now you want to pierce my nipples..." I chided her.

"What do you expect. It's what I do for a living. And you're a blank canvas," Stevie said as she slid her hand across my stomach.

"We'll see..." I said back.

"You serious?," she shot back, half sitting up. I'd love to. I'd love to do you."

"Let's talk about it later," I answered back.

The next morning when I woke, Stevie's body was pressed tightly against mine. Her chest buried in my back as she held my breast in her hand. I rolled over waking her as I kissed her gently on the lips.

She asked me if I drank coffee, and after acknowledging that I did, she slipped from the sheets and padded into the kitchen. I watched as she walked away from me. Her back covered by the dragon, its penetrating red eyes staring back at me as I gazed on her gorgeous ass swaying back and forth. 

Soon, the aroma of fresh brewed coffee filled the air as I too had risen and was once again looking at the pictures of the various women on her walls. The shots of their torsos and bodies showing off Stevie's handiwork. In the recesses of my mind I thought about her inking my body, covering it much like the other women, but then knowing full well I could never do something like that.

"So do you work on people up here," I asked as my new lover handed me the hot mug of coffee. 

"Some... most of my customers go to my shop. But there are a few, long time customers, that we have extended pieces we're dealing with, that prefer we meet here."

I studied again the colorful tattoo that ran from her shaved pussy, around her breasts, red, green, brown, and black. It wasn't lost on her that I was fascinated with both her tats and the piercings in her nipples. 

"It didn't hurt, if that's what your wondering," she said, answering my silent question.

"The piercings, just sort of a pinch. A little uncomfortable but the thought is worse than the actual piercing. It's over in just a few seconds," she went on.

I stared at the little gold hoops. "And down there," I said glancing at the tiny piercing above her clit...

Stevie smiled. "I'd make it all worth your while!"

I was definitely interested but at the same time scared.

"The thing about a piercing, if you don't like it, it will always grow over," Stevie reassured me. "The tats are a little different. They can be removed but it's difficult. You need to make sure it's something you want to do. But we could always give you a little one, somewhere that's not noticeable.

I think she knew she had me interested and decided not too try too hard to lure me in. Let me adjust to the idea as we both sat down on her couch enjoying the coffee. I felt totally at ease with her. Both of us still naked as we folded our legs under us, each admiring the other's gorgeous features.

"So, who was it that told you I was so fucking kinky?" Stevie inquired over a sip.

"It's not important. I'm just glad you didn't let me reject you. That, what we did last night, was amazing," I gushed.

"Are you..." I started to ask softly.

"Kinky?" she shot back interrupting my question.

"Yea..." I wanted to know.

"Well, I don't think either of us are very vanilla. Maybe by some people's standards. I think there's a slight difference between pleasure and pain. Just a little pain can be very pleasurable if done right. You said yourself, you enjoyed it when your sister tied you up, even spanked you. It turned you on right?" she inquired.

"Yea" I replied back.

"I like doing that. Restraining my partner, exploring that line between pain and intense pleasure. Come here," Stevie said as she set my coffee down out of my hand and dragged me over to another section of the room. There were two rings hanging down from a wooden beam in the ceiling. Chains hung from the rings spaced a few feet apart.

"Imagine being chained there, blindfolded, waiting for me to do whatever I wanted to you," she said, her voice dripping. She reached over to a table and took a clamp, almost like a clothespin and after tweaking my nipple until it was hard, set the clamp on it, and gently let the tension squeeze down. It didn't close all the way but the pain was noticeable as it pinched the flesh of my nipple.

I groaned but didn't cry out. But more noticeably, I made no attempt to remove it. "oom, you like that don't you baby? I knew it. I knew it from the first moment I met you. You like a woman to dominate you. To have her way with you. Just like I did with you in the bathroom last night. You like it a little rough," she continued.

The bathroom... I had almost forgotten. "Did you know that woman?" I asked. "Woman?" Stevie responded.

"Yea, the one that kissed me. That kissed me while you were going down on me," I stated.

"No, I didn't pay her any attention. I figured you knew her," Stevie added as she rubbed just the tip of my nipple being squeezed by the clamp.

Stevie removed the clamp and we made our way back over to the couch. Before I left, Stevie let me fuck her with her strapon. That day and the night before was one that I will never forget.

When I arrived home that afternoon, Meagan and Whitney had a thousand questions. I continued to evade, not quite sure I wanted to tell my sister everything. We all enjoyed a nice dinner before I retired early, exhausted from the weekend.

I was surprised when a text message arrived on my cell phone at work. It was Stevie asking if I'd stop by her place for a little play time. I texted her back that I wanted to go home first but she instructed me to go straight there. I would find a note on the door and a key under a planter.

My pussy was tingling the rest of the day thinking about it. When I arrived at Stevie's, I found the note and key just as she had said. The note said I was to go in, strip, shower, and then find some items she had laid out on the bed for me to wear.

I felt weird going into another person's apartment. After all, I had really just me her the evening before, but then again I felt so close to her already. She obviously trusted me and I knew I trusted her too. Even in light of Meagan's warning, I felt safe with her.

Entering the apartment, I walked over to the bed to find a blindfold, much like the sleeping mask they give you on long international flights, along with four leather restraints. Two wrists and two for my ankles. I was excited beyond belief as I headed to the shower where I soaped myself up and shaved my box in anticipation of feeling Stevie's tongue on my naked, smooth skin.

After toweling off, I went back into the open den where I buckled the restraints in place. From the moment I secured the leather in place, I felt a special feeling. I knew I would submit myself to her totally. As I walked naked through her apartment, I studied again the pictures of the women on her walls. I wondered how many, if any, of these women had found themselves like me.

Did any of these women start out like me? Someone who gave in to her? Allowed themselves to be fucked, used, and inked under her fingers? I looked into their eyes, some seemed to have a defiant stare back. Others one of a more timid submission.

As I looked on the pictures, my own hand reached down and slid between my lips. I was already wet from the thoughts of what was to come as I reached up with the other hand and pulled at my nipple which had already grown erect. I hoped she would arrive soon as I felt myself becoming hornier and hornier from my surroundings.

The apartment had started to darken as the evening arrived and I walked to the center of the room and knelt on the floor pulling the mask down over my eyes to await my lover – my mistress. The cool wood of the oak floor on my knees and toes as I waited.

The minutes seemed to linger before I finally heard the door open and the sound of heels echoing across the wooden floor.

"Don't you look absolutely adorable," Stevie's sexy voice was heard. "All clean, ready, and from the looks of it...excited," she added. I knew she could see my nipples were hard as pencil erasers as they sat up on my chest.

Stevie indicated she would be back in a minute and I heard what sounded like the water running in the bath. My heart was thumping in my chest as I heard heels again on the floor.

"Up my lovely. Let's get you over to the bed. I have some plans for you, but first..." her voice halted as I stood and then felt her warm lips over mine. Her tongue pushing between my willing lips, her soft hand rubbing my skin, stopping to cup my breast before tweaking my nipple, and then pulling, twisting until I let out a muffled cry.

"Ooom, that's nice. I love playing with these little things. You like it to. You like it when I pinch them with my fingers don't you baby," she chided.

"Yes, yes, please play with them. Play with my nipples. I want you too," I begged.

"Oh, I will, I'll do more than that. We're going to take you places tonight that you've never been," Stevie teased as she pressed her body into mine. I could feel her against me but it felt like soft leather. As my hand rose from my side to her ass and then her waist, I realized she was wearing some type of leather outfit.  

My body trembled at what we must look like. Her dressed in leather, me standing before her nude, submitting myself to her. Knowing that I would do anything she asked. I wanted her to take me. I wanted her to claim me as hers.

Stevie guided me over to the bed we had shared the evening before. Guiding me with my hand in hers as she placed me down and then had me lay as I felt her place each arm and then leg spread eagled. Securing them to the corners of the bed using the restraints I had fastened on earlier.

I heard a sound of a snap, like that of a lotion bottle as I felt a soft liquid being smoothed over my body under her soft touch. "We're going to oil you up a little baby. Get that skin nice and soft. Ready for a little play," she teased.

Her hands felt so warm as they slid over my skin, smoothing the oil in, across my breasts, stopping to tease my nipples, before gliding down my stomach to my dripping pussy. Her fingers slid between my lips and my hips raised off the bed slightly wanting her to penetrate me. To get me off. I wanted to cum so bad!

I was disappointed when she stopped rubbing the oil into my skin. I heard something, a click, heat? A smell like something burning as I felt her, sensed her, hovering over my body. Then a hot sensation, burning just so slightly on my stomach.

"Yea, that's it baby. Look how your little skin's tightening up on your belly," she purred as another soft drop hit my flesh. It was a candle. She was dripping candle wax onto my stomach. The hot wax was splashing and then hardening as she left a trail from the middle of my stomach to my chest and then my breasts.

I winced when the first hot wax hit my sensitive nipples and I felt my head tilt up. It was slightly uncomfortable at first but didn't really hurt or burn. Just a hot sensation as the warm liquid hardened tight on the skin.

She continued to drip the wax until both nipples were covered before trailing again down to my lower stomach and then my lips. No one had ever used candles on me before and it stung ever so lightly, hot and then stiffening as she dripped the liquid along my pussy lips.

I felt her shift in the bed and heard what I thought were clicks or shutters. I wondered if she were taking pictures? Would my picture soon adorn her wall, perhaps a private collection of photos I had not yet seen?

She seemed to leave me and in a moment was removing the wax that had built up on my body.

"The oil keeps the wax from sticking pet. That was fire... and now for a little ice," she purred as I felt the cold sensation, wet, dripping, as she slid the point of a cube along my tender skin. I preferred the warmth of the wax to the cold frigid water which dripped down my sides after touching my skin. She rubbed the cube around my nipples and then to my box.

It was so cold. I didn't want to but I begged her to stop. It was too cold but she just laughed and teased me more around my pussy and back up to my now aching nipples, stopping occasionally to warm a bud up in her mouth before once again submitting it to the ice melting between her fingers.

"That's enough of that," she stated as I felt the warmth of her legs and her unsnap something. She sat astride my face and I realized she had uncovered her pussy as she settled on to my face. My tongue instantly explored her warm fold as I licked and sucked. I savored her juices which filled my mouth as I tried to force my tongue as far as possible into her hot hole.

She was delicious as I slid my tongue up and down her slit, trying to adjust my head to move further behind, to taste her ass. I felt her raise up a little, giving me more access and I used this chance to probe further with my tongue to her backside, her tangy little butt.

"Oh, you're a nasty little slut. You want my ass don't ya' baby," Stevie groaned. I felt her turn and could only imagine what she must look like as she repositioned herself so that her face was turned toward the foot of the bed offering her rosebud to me which I lapped eagerly.

I felt so naughty and I wanted to completely devour her ass as I stuck my tongue into her tight hole drawing sighs and moans as she ground her hot ass on my face. All the while she was reaching down and pulling on my nipples. The rougher she was the more I tore into her beautiful butt.

Stevie came hard on my face, chanting "Eat my ass. Lick my asshole you nasty little dyke!" I loved it. I loved her calling me names, urging me on as I felt her body quivering under the touch of my tongue as I lay restrained under her.

Eventually Stevie collapsed and then kissed me softly as she released my arms and legs from the corners of the bed. We lay together for a few minutes before she was once again pulling me across the room. My eyes still covered as she stretched my arms over my head and now fastened them to what I only imagined were the hooks in the beam I had seen the day before.

When I was securely fastened, I felt Stevie behind me, pulling my cheeks apart as she slid her slender fingers into my ass. Her fingers were covered with some type of lube as she probed and played. "You like that don't you honey? You like me playing with your little ass," she sighed as I moaned back how much I did.

Her fingers gave way to something bigger, a plug, much larger than the ones Meagan and I had at home but my ass seemed to stretch to accommodate it. At first it was uncomfortable going in, but one there, I seemed to take it. Particularly once it was buried deep in my ass.

"Now, now we're going to have to deal with your reluctance a couple of nights ago. You've been an obedient little sub since we got you home. But you must be punished for what you did in the restaurant... denying me, denying yourself. When I ask you to do something from now on, you understand there is no second guessing, no refusals. Do you understand?," Stevie barked as she tugged on my hair behind me, harshly, causing me to yelp.




The Reluctant Lesbian Ch. 05



"Yes mam, yes mistress," I cried back as I felt her hot breath on my cheek.

The pain from her yanking my hair was soon forgotten by the sharp sting across my ass as I felt a belt whack my backside. The stinging was intense and I was totally unprepared as I yelled out. Before I could say anything another blow was administered, as sharply as the first. My feet left the ground momentarily as I felt myself swing from the chains which bound me to the beam.

"I won't ever do it again. I will never disobey again, please," I begged before I felt another sharp sting to my ass which interrupted my cries.

The pain was intense and I felt tears roll down my cheeks. "Please, please stop mistress. I promise to obey. I'll be a good girl. I'll do anything you ask. Please no more," I cried.

I felt Stevie's hand rub over my stinging ass which quivered under her touch. "I'm not looking for a good girl, pet. That's not what I'm looking for at all. We're going to train you to be my obedient little slut. My little lesbian slut. To do anything I ask. That's what you want isn't it?" she inquired, her lips on my neck, trailing soft kisses as her hand rubbed my ass, on fire from her blows.

"Yes, that's what I want. I want to be yours... to do with as you please. Anything you want," I cried.

That evening was the first of many for me. Nearly every day, except the evenings Stevie had to work, I spent nights with her. She would have me strip as soon as I entered her apartment and I went straight over to a drawer where we kept my restraints. She would spend hours teasing me with her candles, clamps,and plugs always finding excuses to whip me for being naughty or not naughty enough.

I came to love the sting of her belt but loved her hand even more as she slapped my bare ass. She would fuck me hours on end with her strapon. Sometimes taking my ass, as she ground her large cock into my butt.

Stevie and I had been together for about a month and she always teased me about how she was going to tat me up or pierce me one evening as I hung restrained from the ceiling unable to stop her. I suppose as dominant as she was with me, she would never actually go pass that point of threats. Then one night as she teased my nipples, clamped as usual, I begged her to do it. I told her to pierce them. I wanted to wear her jewelry.

"Please mistress. I want you to pierce my titties. I want my nipples to look like yours. I want to wear your rings. Please, I know that's what you want. You've always wanted me to. I want to please you," I begged.

I saw the glint in her eye as she turned and kissed me hard on the lips and then went over to a cabinet which she moved over to where I hung, my arms stretched high over my head. "Are you sure? Sure this is what you want?," Stevie asked.

"Yes mistress, please do it," was my response.

She put latex gloves on her hands and began to apply alcohol to a cotton ball which was cool as it touched my skin. Stevie then took a marker and placed small dots on each side of my nipples. She took a clamp and placed it on my right nipple and asked me to close my eyes, telling me I'd only feel a brief hard pinch, as I saw her take the needle in her hand.

I did as she asked and seconds later felt a sharp, intense pain. It did hurt, but not as much as I had expected as I opened my eyes to see her sliding the gold hoop through the soft skin of my nipple, just as I had directed. The gold hoop she used was identical to the one that hung from hers.

Seconds later she had done the other as well as I looked down to see the shiny gold hoops sitting proudly on my breasts. Some how the moment I had seen hers, I knew that I wanted the same. I was just scared and now I knew too there was no turning back. I wanted her to give me a tattoo. I wanted to wear her ink.

We had talked about it often but each time I had chickened out and she never pushed me. I think she always knew I would but it had to be on my time table.

I told Stevie that I wanted something to acknowledge that I was "out". Some of the women at the wine bar referred to us as sisters and I wanted to acknowledge what I was. It had only been a few months but I knew I was a lesbian and would never again be hurt by another man.

I loved the touch, feel, taste of another woman. Held in her arms, the soft caress, lips pushing against mine. There had been a few nights that Stevie and I had been joined with other women. Sometimes the two of us submitting ourselves to her.

I was never jealous to see anyone with her and felt completely at peace watching her make love to someone else or me going down on another girl at Stevie's instructions. I grew to love watching Stevie's face as she looked on approvingly as another woman would fuck my pussy or ass with their strapon. I had become Stevie's sexual servant to love and be loved as she directed... and I loved it.

I had loved seeing the women who tattooed themselves with stars and asked Stevie to give me a field of bright green, yellow, red, and blue stars on the nape of my neck. Hidden when I wore my hair down, but plainly visible to all when I pinned it up. 

Meagan had no idea who I had been seeing, but the night I came home to her and Whitney with the tat on my neck and the piercings through my nipples left little doubt who I had been with. She couldn't get over my new look and it wasn't long before all three of us were sporting piercings and tattoos.

While Meagan settled on a navel piercing, my sister convinced Whitney to pierce her nipples like me with little bar bells. Meagan encouraged me to get a "pride tattoo" that was more visible to the public and I chose a rainbow on the underside of my left arm at the wrist. Meagan chose stars, similar to the ones I had inked on my neck and placed at her left hip which run just down to her beautiful pussy. Whitney loved it!

It was actually through Stevie that I met the love of my life – Melissa, who is eight years older than me. Mel is a gorgeous brunette and like Stevie has always been the more dominant partner. While I loved Stevie, we both understood it was more about the sex and the relationship than a romance. From the moment I met Melissa, I knew I loved her.

Stevie even gave me a tat on my right shoulder of two interlocking female symbols with Melissa and my initials. As I mentioned when I began my story, Melissa and I married in a civil ceremony. 

Breaking the news to my mom and dad didn't go well and both refused to take part in my wedding to Mel. Dad took it particularly hard thinking it was his "fault" that I had become a lesbian when he convinced me to take Meagan in for the summer. I tried to reason that wasn't the case and never conveyed to either that it had occurred at the hands of Meagan. It was difficult enough just hearing that both their daughters were no longer "straights".

Melissa refers to me as her wife and with her income, I stay home much of the time and try to think up ways to make our evenings special. Melissa loves it when I run her a long bath after a hard day at the office. We have a fairly large bathtub where both of us can fit easily in together.

I love it when she sits between my legs as I rub and soap her shoulders and breasts. Afterwards I will have her lie in the bed as I give her another bath with my tongue. She really loves me to lick her ass and sometimes her pretty little feet. Mel has little tiny toes that she loves to have licked and sucked on. Sometimes I will have her fuck my twat with her feet as I hump her foot that she buries into my slippery box.

She loved my tats, and while she has none herself, encouraged me to get a "tramp stamp" as she calls it. A lower tribal back tattoo in a myriad of colors as well a bright butterfly on my upper arm.

Stevie and I have remained close friends and Mel has never expressed any jealously and has even encouraged me to have sex with Stevie when she wants. Melissa understands I have a darker side that enjoys the bondage and S&M games that Stevie and I both enjoy and she allows me to endulge myself in that world. And Stevie continues to find new ways to tap into my more submissive side.

Last week she told me we should surprise Mel with another tat. Since I have always liked Stevie's tattoo of the angels, I should have one of my own with a naked bound angel, handcuffed with shackles on her wrists and feet, kneeling before a leather clad dominatrix.

It makes my pussy wet to think about it. Stevie wants to place it on my left shoulder and I think I might just do it!

Melissa had asked that I write all this down so she could read it when she got home from the office. I cannot wait for her to get here and I plan on licking her delicious pussy in bed while she reads aloud how I was transformed from a reluctant lesbian to a married dyke.

I could eat her pussy for hours and tonight that's just what I plan to do.



The Reluctant Lesbian



Sheila eagerly nodded her head. "Sure Jackie I promise." 

Deluding her self into believing she was back in control of the situation and feeling the need to repay Sheila back for all the rides she had given her, Jackie with tearful eyes and a shudder, lifted her shirt over her head and removed her bra. She saw Sheila smile and with honey in her voice Sheila said "I knew you would see reason honey."Jackie slowly lifted her left breast towards Sheila's face, offering her nipple to her lips.

"Better use the left one this time." Jackie says as she feels Sheila's hot breath caress her tit.

Jackie closes her eyes and cries inside as she sees Sheila's mouth part and suck her tit between her lips. She just couldn't look, as she allows this to happen to her. 

Sheila had known that Jackie would cave into her wishes if she put her back up against the wall. And she was feeling quit pleased with herself for reading it correctly. Now, not only would she have Jackie for tonight but for all time. Because she knew as time went by, Jackie's defenses would crumble and she would learn to like it. They all did.

Jackie's tit grew large and milk flowed as soon as it entered Sheila's warm, suckling mouth. Sheila grunted as the sweet liquid hit her tongue. She started to circle the nipple inside her mouth as her full lips milked Jackie's tit. Jackie was trying her best not to enjoy the pleasant, tingly sensations awakening in her dormant body and she was doing a pretty good job of it, which only became easier as her milk flow stopped after a couple of minutes, as usual. "See I told you that would happen. Now that you can't get what you want will you leave me alone?"

Sheila smiled "One difference now honey, I ain't no baby." Sheila returned her mouth to the now dry tit. She latched on to her nipple again including the areola and sucked very hard. Jackie felt her nipple grow very hard inside her mouth but nothing. But it did feel good so she said nothing. After a minute, Sheila sucked harder still. A small drop of milk came out of her tit. Sheila tasted it and knew she was right about Jackie's milk problem. It was only a matter of how hard and how she sucked.

Bobbing her head up and down as if she was sucking a baby cock, Sheila continued to suck and began to knead Jackie's breast with her hands towards her mouth. She stopped sucking constantly and began milking the nipple with her mouth to this rhythm with a bit more suction, increasing the tempo as she went. Jackie was about to tell her to stop because it was starting to hurt, when all of a sudden she felt a fiery, intense pleasure and pressure build up in her breast. It rushed from the base of her breast to the nipple and pooled at the base of her tit. Sheila felt Jackie's nipple nearly double in size inside her mouth. She squeezed her breast from the base and sucked constantly on the now engorged nipple. Nothing happened for a moment, and then as if a dam had broken a flood of warm, sweet, mother's milk poured into Sheila's greedy mouth. Wave after endless wave saturated her oral cavity. Sheila moaned in ecstasy as she gulped the milk down. Again an electric bolt shot into Sheila's clit as it swelled to mammoth proportions. One, Two, Three mouthfuls into her belly and still more milk gushed into her mouth, spilling out from between her lips on to Jackie's stomach. 

As the first warm gulp reached her belly, Sheila's pussy flooded with her sticky love nectar and a warm feeling grew through out her groin. The second gulp reached her stomach and her clit swelled to the bursting point. But it was the third swallow of Jackie's sweet milk that put Sheila in nirvana. Her now gigantic clit exploded with pleasure sending shock waves of electric pleasure through out her spine. Every new swallow of milk sent another rip tide of ecstasy from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck, sending her back into rolling, humping spasms. Sheila screamed out loud around Jackie's nipple with the first orgasmic wave then settled into deep throated heavy panting as each new wave thundered through her body. Sheila's lips were clamped on and pulling on Jackie's nipple even harder than she did with the one before. Jackie's nipple was huge inside of Sheila's mouth as Sheila sucked on it making it longer and fatter still. It had to be to expel the amount of milk it was shooting down Sheila's throat in so short a period of time. Jackie's nipple was now so fat it was like and open facet and Jackie hadn't been producing much milk, so it didn't take long for Sheila to empty her breast. Sheila got 5 mouthfuls before the well ran dry and she used all her will power to stop sucking on the engorged nipple as she came back to earth. She could feel the cum oozing out her pussy.

As the milk rushed to Jackie's nipple, she felt it painfully expand in Sheila's mouth to the bursting limit. She thought it did burst when the milk released into Sheila's mouth. But almost instantly, pain turned into intense pleasure as her orgasm thundered through her pussy and she screamed her pleasure in a series of high pitched squeals. This one came by surprise because all the sensation was in her swollen nipple until then. Her body shook and quivered like it never had before and her panties became instantly wet. The orgasm lasted a good 10 seconds, lashing her body with spasms as Sheila suckled her. Jackie's whole body thrilled in the sensation of Sheila sucking her milk out of her tit, sending mini orgasms through out her body the whole time. Sheila was sucking very hard again but Jackie didn't care as it didn't hurt at all this time.

Sheila's head pulled away from Jackie's tit. White streaks of milk glistened on her dark skin trailing from her mouth. Jackie's nipple was a grossly swollen, ugly, purple color from the battering it had taken from Sheila's mouth. For ever on, to be stretched out and droopy unless fully erect. A small price to pay Jackie thought in her delirium because the pleasure of the milk escaping into Sheila's mouth was even more powerful than the pain of her nipples. Jackie found having a woman suckle her lactating tits was the most erotic feeling she had ever felt. And was already thinking of doing it again before she caught herself. When Sheila had emptied the breast both women laid back exhausted.

Jackie starts to wonder if she is going to have to suck Sheila's tits now. She looks on this "chore" with a mixture of excitement, curiosity and trepidation. Sheila's tits had always fascinated her. Wondering what they looked and felt like. The fact that she was at least a 42 DD intimidated her. Also, what if she didn't like the way her milked tasted. What if she does it wrong. All these thoughts are running through her head when Sheila looks at her and smiles. That smile gave Jackie her answer as she sat up and began to kiss her. She needed time to build her courage up and figured she would start it with a kiss. Sheila having "broken in" women before knew to let Jackie take her time and do it her way. Later Sheila would be herself. But this was a delicate time in Jackie's training. Push to hard now and she might spook her.

Sheila laid back and let Jackie move at her own pace. Jackie first started kissing Sheila's full lips. After awhile Jackie's tongue started pushing into Sheila's mouth searching for her tongue. They open mouth kissed this way for a few minutes until Jackie reached her hand up to rub Sheila's breast while kissing. Right away she was amazed at the fullness and firmness of her breasts and she felt a tingle in her loins at the thought of what she was about to do. As she moved her hand towards the front, she couldn't believe how wet her T-shirt was. The whole front was soaked with Sheila's mother's milk and her hand came away wet as Jackie looked at it. She could smell the milk mingled with Sheila's sweat and a faint hint of raw sex rising from Sheila's loins as yet another shiver shook her body. Jackie begins to rub Sheila's breast watching them move under the Zeppelin tee. "That's it baby. They're Sooo swollen for you. They're waiting for your sweet mouth, honey." Sheila's encouragement emboldens Jackie to the next step. She lifted the wet tee over Sheila's head and stares in wonder. Sheila's breast were two perfectly shaped, tear drops, heaving up and down in front of her. They were very large but just the right size for Sheila's large body. They fit her perfectly and had a very sexy slight sag to them. She had better than avg. size areola's capped by two very large, fat, jet black nipples. 

On top of those nipples two pearly white drops were starting to form. "See honey, they're waiting for you. They want you to taste and love them. Please baby, don't make them wait any more." Jackie was frozen looking at them in awe. She was convinced they had a mind of their own when they started to expand and leak little droplets onto Sheila's legs just from her looking at them. "Oh honey, they want your lips on them. They want to feed you like yours fed me. They've wanted you for so long, you and no one else. Don't worry; they'll like what ever you do to them. They just want to fill your mouth over and over again. You can take more than a little baby can't you? I know you can." And with the dripping of Sheila's breasts, all at once Jackie knew what she must do. She must please these two beings on Sheila's chest at all costs.

Jackie lowered her head down to Sheila's right tit and stuck her tongue out very cautiously to try her first drop. Hoping she would like it. But Sheila's tit had other ideas, as all on its own; it shot 3 solid streams of milk into Jackie's opening mouth. Caught by surprise, Jackie gagged as the streams hit the back of her throat and she swallowed, closing her mouth and having the streams hit her lips and nose." I'm sorry honey; she got excited and couldn't wait any more for you. She knew you would like it and wanted you to taste it. Don't you like it?" Jackie licked the milk off of her face and her eyes lit up at the taste. It tasted like a warm vanilla shake, her favorite. In answer to Sheila's question, Jackie moved back to Sheila's tit and licked it getting a fresh stream on her tongue. She continued to lick it like a cat, getting more and more milk. She circled the nipple with her tongue a few times then opened her mouth wide and took the nipple in. She could feel the nipple dripping and spraying in her mouth and she just rolled it around with her tongue reveling in the sensation. She swallowed her first mouthful and swore it went right to her pussy as it again became instantly wet.

"Suck it baby, that's the best way to get the milk. Feel how she fits perfectly in your mouth, I knew they would. Oh please baby, suck it. They ache for you." And with that, Jackie locked on to the tit with her lips and sucked it deep into her mouth. The nipple got longer and fatter inside Jackie's mouth, as a torrid of milk shot out and into her throat as Jackie gulped it down into her stomach. "That's it baby swallow it. Don't waste any. Is the nipple to big for you? I'm sorry; they get so excited and can't help themselves. HMMMMM. Oh baby, keep sucking it. That feels so good Honey. I knew they would like you." Swallow after swallow went down Jackie's throat till she lost count of how many. And still the milk came. Without even knowing it, Jackie was making content, cooing sounds between gulps as she fed on the bloated islet inside her mouth. She was in another world, a world of pure bliss, fat nipples and warm vanilla milk shakes. Milk started coming out her mouth as she couldn't keep up. But she still sucked, and sucked, and sucked. She forgot where she was. She would have stayed there clamped on her nipple all day but her stomach was rapidly filling up. And she still had another utter to drain. She could feel the milk sloshing around in her belly and at last, reluctantly she pulled away from Sheila's nipple. It made a popping sound as it came out of her mouth, spraying milk that was meant for her stomach in every direction.

Milk was everywhere for Sheila's other nipple had been quit busy on its own. "Wow, that's so much better. She still has more for you, but we'll have to work up to that. Look how fat you made her. The fatter she gets, the better she likes you. And I would say she's in love." Jackie looked down proudly and couldn't believe that huge nipple was in her mouth. As big as Sheila had made her nipples this one was obviously bigger than hers and not empty yet, since more milk was still dripping from it.

"It's so fat!!! But I loved it. It tasted sooo good Sheila. Please, can I have some from the other one?" Before Sheila could answer, Jackie's mouth was pumping her left tit for more milk. This nipple swelled up as large as the other one in no time at all as it deposited more and more milk Each new suck completely filled Jackie's mouth with milk and she couldn't swallow it fast enough. Sheila just laid back and enjoyed having the milk sucked out. The tingles going through her tits where making her clit very hard and she wished Jackie were ready for that. But she knew one step at a time. So she just relaxed, thinking about one of her other female lovers and what she would do to them when Jackie had left. Jackie finally pulled away. Disappointed that her bloated belly couldn't take any more milk, she started to cry. 

"Don't worry honey; you'll take more in time. Your stomach just has to stretch out a bit. I'm about half empty now and that's the best I have felt in a long time." The two women dressed and Sheila dropped Jackie off and went home. 

End of part 1

After a restless night of sleep, Jackie arises from her bed exhausted and horny. All she could do all night was lay in bed going back and forth in her mind all that had happened. Why can't her baby take her milk? Why did Sheila do that to her? Why did she let her? Or did she let her? Did she like it? Hate it? What happens next? Will she do it again? That and running back and forth to the bathroom all night with the runs and pissing from all the milk she drank made sleep very tough. One thing she does know is that even if she could, she wouldn't nurse today. Her nipples are so painful she wouldn't be able too. She goes to the bathroom to look at them in the mirror and is shocked and frightened by what she sees. Both breasts have bruise marks on them in the shape of large fingers. Her areolas are puffy and red. Both nipples are an angry purple color, swollen, and stretched out. But her poor right tit is twice its normal size. And what once was a perky firm tit is now a fat bloated old woman's nipple almost an inch long with no firmness to it as it droops straight down. She starts to cry at the devastation Sheila has done to her and vows never again no matter what the cost.

Jackie tearfully and very carefully, starts rubbing ointment on to her nipples. After a few moments she is surprised do discover that she is becoming aroused through the pain. It occurs to her that no attention at all was paid to her pussy last night and her orgasm was from her breasts being sucked. That had never happened before. She finishes with her tits and removes her panties. They are quit stiff in the crotch from what leaked out of her vagina the night before. She brings them to her face and sniffs the musty aroma that still clings to them. This brings her clit to full attention. She throws the panties in the hamper and enters the shower knowing she will have to reapply the ointment afterwards, but it will be worth it. She turns on the water and grimaces as it hits her nipples. She lowers the nozzle so it is aiming at her clit, lifts her leg and lets the warm water heighten her arousal. Unbidden scenes from the night before enter her head. She imagines herself completely draining Sheila's tits of milk as her hand automatically starts searching for her clit. She finds it easily just above and between her puffy nether lips for it is more swollen than it has ever been. Her hand is rubbing frantically as a fantasy about eating Sheila enters her head out of nowhere. Jackie moans aloud, while in her fantasy, her tongue reaches out for Sheila's womanly pearl. Desire is throbbing in Jackie's loins. Her tongue just makes contact when, Jackie's real life orgasm shatters her fantasy with a powerful orgasm that makes her body quiver for several seconds with relief as she slides to the floor of the shower with water cascading all around her.

She lays at the foot of the shower for several minutes recovering from her orgasm and wondering why that fantasy popped in her head. She has always been fascinated and admired a well formed breast but until now all her fantasies have involved cocks. She doesn't like the effect last night is having on her psyche and she leaves the shower more determined than ever to put and end to what started last night. She talks herself into believing that Sheila forced her into it and took advantage of her good nature. She reaches for the phone to call Sheila while her blood is high and dials her number. It rings 4 times and Sheila's voice says "Hello"

"Sheila, this is Jackie, we have to ta"

"I'm sorry, I am not home right now please leave your name and number at the beep and I wil"

Jackie slams the phone down in frustration "Shit. Guess I'll try later, God dam it." So she takes a nap with the baby, planning to call her again before work. Later she tries again and still no answer. And again an hour before work. Still not home. At this point Jackie realizes she's taking the bus to work for the first time in a long time and she will probably be late after she feeds the baby and drops him off and she's right. Sheila has called in sick to work, yet not home. Jackie wonders what that's all about and why she didn't tell her she wasn't coming in if she wasn't sick. At work a new problem is developing, her breasts are starting to fill up with milk again and they are too bruised to do anything about it. It's almost as if they are getting heavier by the minute. Friday at work is finally over and Jackie is more tired than she was before work, so she treats herself to a cab ride home, calls her mother to ask her to keep her son until Tuesday, as Monday is Memorial Day. She also calls Sheila. Still not home. Now she is starting to worry. She looks down at her answering machine and sees she has a new message.

"Hi Hon, in all the.....Excitement last night, I totally forgot to tell you I was going away for the weekend. Me and my two satisfied buddies will see you Monday. Be good! Bye."

"Fuck. I really need to talk to you." Jackie yells at the answering machine, relieved and angry at the same time. She undresses in the bathroom and examines her tits again. Not much better than before and now they are starting to crack a bit. She notices the heaviness of her breast as she puts on her night gown and goes to sleep dreaming of Sheila's nipples in her mouth.

Sheila can't help but giggle after she leaves her message on Jackie's machine. She dam near did during the message. "This is almost too easy." She smiles to herself at how clever she is. A spy at work has told her how out of sorts Jackie was on Friday and how she was complaining about her breasts to a pregnant woman. I wonder if she told them how soar they are and why, Sheila ponders as she thinks back to the work out she gave Jackie's nipples. Jackie's are the first milk laden tits besides her own, she has ever sucked and she finds herself getting wet thinking about it. She probably was rougher than she should have been on her for a first REAL sucking but she sort of lost control when she tasted her milk, which is unlike her but it added to the thrill of it. She knows Jackie's little brat can never suck hard enough to get her milk and with the amount she sucked out last night, they should be very uncomfortable for her shortly. Sheila squirms with delight as she imagines how ripe and full Jackie's breast will be for her when she sees her Monday. She knows once Jackie thinks about what they did she will be very reluctant to do it again, so building her desire, with no release for Jackie, works in her favor. And it's not like Sheila doesn't have other sexual outlets to fill her desires as she is reminded when Liz enters the room. Sheila wonders if and when Jackie will figure out that someone else beside her baby had to have been sucking on her tits in order for Sheila do produce so much milk. Several someone else's in fact; she chuckles, as she draws Liz's ample lips to her once again full tit.




The Reluctant Lesbian



Jackie wakes Saturday morning with an ache in her breasts and a wet spot on the sheets. She tries to remember her dream and can't but has a good idea what it involved. She jumps up and runs to the bathroom as the last bout of diarrhea courses through her body. She feels horrible. Her stomach is just getting back to normal and her nipples start to ache as she thinks of what she drank to make her stomach so upset. The aching in her nipples now makes her feel how heavy her breasts have got through the night. And to top it all off, She has apparently had a wet dream during the night. " What next." Nothing but relaxing and wondering what to do about Sheila she thinks.

During the course of the day her tits really start to bother her off and on but after a couple of hours they feel a bit better. She goes to bed early still not feeling well. During the night, her throbbing nipples wake her up several times. She thinks that it's because they are just healing and she doesn't want to look at them till morning. The next day they are really achy but not throbbing, a bit itchy but less tender. Most of the swelling has gone down but they are fatter than they were before Sheila and still very stretched out. They are still purple but not as dark or bruised as before. Later, Jackie's nipples start to throb again and her breasts grow achy. As she puts on a bra she notices that her bra is very tight, Jackie grabs another thinking she some how got a pre preggers one and tries it on. This one is just as tight. So she looks in the mirror and sees breast flesh bubbling up and over the cup. She takes her bra off to look at her breasts and discovers they are much plumper and rounder than before. She now realizes her previously stretched out droopy nipples are really throbbing now and no longer stretched out, but are fat as two tootsie rolls and about as long. "Oh Shit. Sheila's turned me into a fucking milk factory."

Jackie starts trying to knead them and force the milk out but that has never really worked well for her in the past. Before Sheila, her babies' sucking was the only way that worked at all. She could feel the milk building up behind the nipple again ready to stream out but something was holding it back and all she got was one small drop to come out. When she released her breast, she could feel her breast plumping up again but from the base not the nipple area. All the pressure remained waiting for release behind the nipple, while the rest of her breast refilled. Rather than try the other breast, Jackie decided it might be best to leave it alone and not make matters worse. Over the course of the night the pressure behind the nipple did spread out through the whole breast, but her breasts were still making milk and things only got tighter.

Jackie wakes up around noon Monday after another dream about Sheila. This dream is about Sheila sucking on her nipples. She tries to sit up and actually has trouble doing so because of the fullness of her breasts. Some how they are actually plumper than the night before and the weight of them is making it difficult to stand from the bed. Her night gown is completely stuck to her tits and she has to carefully peal it away from them. Jackie likes to sleep on her stomach and as she wobbly stands she notices two large stains on the sheets where her breasts were laying. "What the Fuck, I can't feed my baby or squeeze the milk out but a dream about Sheila and I'm a fountain." She looks in the mirror and sure enough her breasts are obviously much bigger and her nipples are starting to ache. She also sees that the two purple veins just beneath the skin of her breasts are about twice as thick as they were the last time she noticed them. As she dresses, she puts on her baggiest sweat shirt because all her bras are too small for her now and her tits are over flowing out of them. The grey sweat makes her look fat but it's better than the alternative.

Jackie tries Sheila's number again and this time success. 

"Hello" Jackie hears Sheila's voice and her nipples began to ache and enlarge.

"Sheila, this is Jackie is that you?"

"Oh hi Jackie, how you doing?"

"Where have you been? Why didn't you tell me you were going away?"

"Sorry about that Jackie, it came up on Thursday at work. You know Liz from work? Well she invited me over her house upstate over the weekend. I was going to tell you but if you remember you were very......distracting after work." 

Jackie's nipples began to throb at the thought of the distraction and a pang of jealousy stabs at her as she hears this but she tries not to show it. "FINE, THAT'S NICE" she says a bit too loudly. Sheila has to cover the phone as she giggles at how upset Jackie is. "Listen, Sheila I have to talk to you about Thursday night. I'm not comfortable at all about this and our arrangement. Can I come over today and talk to you about it? I don't want to talk on the phone."

"Well I'm expecting company later in the day, if you don't think it will take too long you can come over now and we can talk and you can stay for diner if you want?"

"Ok, I don't know about diner but I'll come right over. Good bye." Jackie hangs up the phone fuming. She is so angry; she doesn't realize her breasts are now leaking little droplets of milk at the thought of seeing Sheila again. She just knows that bitch Liz is coming over to Sheila's and she spent the weekend with her too! I'm going over there and put and end to this right now. Even Jackie wasn't sure if she meant end it with Sheila or end Sheila and Liz seeing each other.

Sheila lives about a mile away and Jackie takes a cab to her home. The closer she gets to Sheila's house the more her breast hurt. She rings the door bell and Sheila answers the door wearing a much too tight, tee shirt and a pair of cut off shorts. Sheila's breasts are straining at the tee shirt even more than usual do to the fact it's tucked into her shorts. Her muscular, round ass cheeks are nicely framed by the shorts as her freshly shaved and well shaped legs hold up the whole package. "Jackie, how are you?" Sheila says as she engulfs Jackie in a bear hug. Jackie's face only comes up to the middle of Sheila's breasts and she is speechless as the tits she was sucking on just a few nights ago are pressed firmly into her head. Jackie's nipples are starting to throb against Sheila's stomach and a small sigh escapes from between her lips She starts to feel her will power for what she has to say melt away with every second she is held to her breast. "I missed you so much over the weekend" Sheila releases Jackie and walks towards the bedroom. "I'm running a little late, we can talk while I change is that ok?"

Jackie starts to recover and stammers "UM,UM, ok I guess" as she follows Sheila hypnotized by the sway of Sheila's hips as she walks ahead. Sheila is a master at keeping Jackie off balance and as they enter the bedroom Jackie is having trouble remembering why she's here. Her tits have never hurt so much in her life.

"So what is it you want to talk about?" 

Jackie rally's and says, "Well, I don't think we should do what we did again. I just don't feel comfortable doing it"

"I'm so sorry to hear that Jackie, I really thought we could help each other out." Once again Sheila has thrown her a curve. She thought that Sheila would be angry and she was prepared for it, but when Sheila being "understanding" like this, it threw her off yet again. Then it occurred to Jackie that Liz must be the reason Sheila was so cavalier about it. And she started to get a little angry.

Sheila removes her tee shirt then her bra exposing her magnificent brown breasts to Jackie as she prepares to shower." What didn't you like about it?" Sheila says as she faces Jackie bare breasted with her hands on her hips. Jackie is speechless. Sheila's tits are even more spectacular in the light. They are a medium brown and easily twice the size of Jackie's breasts. Round and full, they hang to just above her sexily rounded belly. But because of Sheila's height and build they were perfectly proportioned to Sheila's body. But what has Jackie's full attention are the twin peaks resting on top of each breast. Sheila's Areolas are a darker shade of brown than the rest of her skin and about 3 inches in diameter. The Areolas are rimmed by 8 smaller bumps that some woman would be happy to call nipples. But oh those nipples, each one resting in the middle of an areola like a black cherry. Each tit is pitch black and about three quarters of an inch long and at least as thick. 

The more Jackie stares at Sheila's tits the better she remembers them pumping milk into her mouth not long ago. She feels her breasts get heavier and her achy nipples began to drip drops of milk into her bra cup. 

"I don't know Sheila; it's just not for me. I like men DAM IT!" Jackie can't draw her eyes from Sheila's tits." I'm not a lesbian!" Both women wonder who she's trying to convince.

"But honey, I was hoping you would help with my milk again. Didn't you like the way it tasted?" Sheila cooed to her.

"Well, UM UM, I did but that's not the point Sheila." Unbeknownst to Jackie, two small wet spots start to form on Jackie's sweat shirt as her bra becomes saturated with milk. Sheila feels her own nipples and clit respond to this.

"My breasts see you now Jackie. Look how hard they're getting. Just the sight of you fills them up with milk Look how they are throbbing for you." Jackie couldn't believe her eyes; Sheila's nipples were getting bigger and smaller to the beat of Sheila's heart as she looked at them. Once again Jackie started thinking Sheila's breasts had minds of their own. She felt her own achy nipples start to pump to the same rhythm as Sheila's and she notices the spreading wet spots on her sweat shirt for the first time. She turns beat red and tries vainly to cover her breasts with her arms.

"Please honey; they haven't been emptied for two days. They want you to kiss and lick them. They want to get nice and fat between your soft lips, baby. You remember how my nipples filled your mouth don't you Jackie? They want you to suckle them until they are thick and long. And most of all, they want to show you how much they love you by filling you up with their sweet milk." Sheila started walking towards Jackie, her heavy breast swaying with each step. "Fill you up until your stomach is full and then just a little more so you can take more the next time. I bet you can take more than the last time, baby." Jackie's whole body visibly shivers and the front of her sweat shirt is drench as she feels moister on her arms.

Sheila was hovering over Jackie now, both nipples just inches from here face. Sheila's nipples are still pulsating. Jackie's full breasts are heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She can feel her own nipples pumping inside her bra. A drop of white is starting to peek out of Sheila's left nipple. "Ohhhhhhhh Sheila." Jackie moans as she sees the milk on Sheila's nipple. Sheila looks down and sees the whole front of Jackie's sweat shirt is now very wet. Sheila smells the warm milk and her clit starts to rise.

"Let's get that off you Jackie, you're drenched" Sheila giggles. Sheila works the sweat shirt over Jackie's laden breasts and then her head. The cups of Jackie's bra are filled with milk and milk is dripping out of the cups along the edges and through the material as Jackie's tits continue to pump to Sheila's nipples rhythm. "Is that for me?" Sheila coos with a smile on her face looking at Jackie's bra.

Jackie blushes. "No one else can get them to release their milk, so I guess so. I came here to put an end to this relationship but I guess my tits had other plans."

Sheila puts her hands on Jackie's shoulders and turns her around so Jackie's ass is facing Sheila. Sheila leans over and starts kissing and sucking on Jackie's shoulder and neck. Another shiver goes through Jackie and she juts her full ass towards Sheila's crotch but because of the height difference she is actually rotating it on her upper thighs. Sheila starts to message the sides of Jackie's heavy breast through the bra very soft and slowly taking her time working her way to the nipples. Jackie is in another world as Sheila's hands finally reach her nipples and very lightly rub the tips of them in a circular motion through the bra. Jackie's ass is rotating faster in tune to Sheila's hands. Jackie's nipples are on fire and pumping furiously beneath the bra. Milk is dripping from everywhere when Sheila starts to remove the bra. She pulls the straps down and moves to the over flowing cups. Slowly pulling the cups down, she stops just above the nipples. Both women can smell the fresh milk in the air as Sheila slides the cups over Jackie's nipples.

As soon as the cups clear Jackie's nipples, several long streams of milk fire out of each tit tracing high arcs into the air. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Jackie moans as the pressure in her breast lesson slightly. The streams peter out after a few seconds and then fire out again even higher and further than the first time.

"Jackie, are they glad to see me? They're showing off for me baby. They want to show me what they can do." Sheila turns Jackie's head to the side, pulls her into her body spooning her and kisses her on the mouth. Jackie's whole body is alive with tingles of pleasure from being engulfed by Sheila's warm large body. An erotic feeling of safety washes through her as she can feel Sheila surrounding her everywhere. Especially those big breast pushing and dripping milk onto her back She just wishes they were completely nude so her ass could feel Sheila's crotch and legs.

Jackie's breasts have slowed to a drip when Sheila shoots her large tongue into her mouth sending another shiver through her body and a fresh stream of milk out her breast. As Jackie sucks on Sheila's tongue, Sheila grabs both of Jackie's breasts from behind with her hands and begins milking them. Even more milk is discharged and Jackie feels her orgasm building.

"That's enough for now Jackie; I just wanted relieve the pressure a bit for you. You really looked like you were suffering" Sheila giggles as she pulls away from Jackie and sits on the bed.

Jackie plops on the floor because her legs can't support her once Sheila walks away. Even though she has discharge some milk her nipples haven't been sucked and it wasn't nearly enough to help much. Jackie's breast feel like someone who has eaten something and now is hungrier than before they ate the food. To top it all off, she has a new hunger in her pussy that's rivaling the one in her tits.

"Relieve my suffering you made it worse Sheila. Why did you stop? I thought you wanted it? Won't you please suck my tits?" Jackie can't believe the whining tone in her voice, or the fact that some how she is now begging Sheila to suck her tits.

"But honey, I was going to suck your tits to help you! How is it helping me?" Sheila says holding back a giggle. "I would have sucked your tits now if you hadn't told me earlier that you wanted to stop! That got me to thinking, maybe Jackie will have me suck her tits and then leave not sucking mine."

"I would never do that Sheila, I LOVE YOUR MILK. You don't know how hard it was for me to try to break it off." Jackie is almost frantic now and her breasts are aching again.

"That's what you say but actions are louder than words honey."

Jackie thinks about that for a second and smiles. She begins to crawl on her hands and knees to Sheila sitting on the bed. Her swollen hanging breast dripping milk with every sway they make. Jackie is remembering how much she enjoyed milking Sheila. The taste, the smell, the closeness, the warm loved feeling and especially the way the milk filled her belly. It was like she was pregnant with Sheila's baby and every foot closer she gets, the more she needs to suck on Sheila's tits again. The sight of Jackie crawling towards her makes Sheila's clit come to attention. This is working out better than she thought it would. Jackie reaches Sheila's closed knees and tries to pry them open. 

Jackie says in a whiney voice," Sheila open your legs!" What am I doing? Jackie thinks. How is this happening? 

"Why should I Jackie, Why should I open my legs for you?"

In a husky voice filled with need and animal lust, Jackie says "Because I want your milk Sheila. I need your milk! Please Sheila, PLEASE! Let me suckle you."

Sheila's pussy gets nice and warm and her nipples bring two large droplets of milk to the surface that hang there for a second then fall to her lap, only to be replaced by two more.

"That's all I wanted to hear honey." Sheila says as she opens her legs for Jackie. Jackie crawls between Sheila's legs and looks up at Sheila with a begging look in her eyes.

Sheila smiles into Jackie's eyes as Sheila lifts a heavy breast to Jackie's face. "Suck her Jackie, make her nice and hard." Jackie runs her tongue around the bumps on Sheila's areola. She can feel Sheila's nipple throbbing on her cheeks and chin as she circles the areola. Little drops of milk are coming out her nipple and leaving wet streaks on Jackie's face where ever Sheila's nipple touches. By the time she finishes Jackie's entire lower face is covered in a thin coat of milk. "Please baby, take her in your mouth." But Jackie doesn't. Next she runs the finger nails of both hands up and down the length of the breast she was teasing. Every time Jackie would get to the nipple, she would lightly brush against it. Little droplets of milk are dripping out of the nipple now and Jackie opens her mouth beneath it so they can drip into it. Sheila's own nipple begins to ache because the milk isn't flowing fast enough. "Honey please, don't tease her, make her cum in your mouth." Jackie follows the drip of milk upwards to its source. Her lower lip makes contact with the edge of Sheila's lower areola and her upper lip can just reach the upper rim so her mouth is just covering the whole areola. Jackie's warm breath is blowing stimulating breezes on to the nipple." That's it Jackie, take her in your mouth. She wants your lips now baby." Jackie can feel Sheila's tit straining to make contact with her tongue all on its own. It's actually trying to push its self deeper into her mouth then retracting then pushing again, getting a little closer each time. With each thrust of Sheila's nipple, several droplets of milk are deposited to the back of Jackie's tongue and down her throat, by-passing her stomach and going straight to her groin, warming Jackie's pussy. Jackie's nipples are now a source of agony, jealous of the attention Sheila's tits are getting.

Jackie runs her tongue all around the nipple, picking up more milk on her tongue. A shiver runs the length of Sheila's spine every time her nipple makes contact with Jackie's tongue. Jackie removes her mouth from Sheila's areola and sticks her tongue out so Sheila' pulsating nipple can rest atop it. Sheila's nipple starts to pulsate faster as it rubs up and down Jackie's taste buds trying to go deeper into Jackie's open mouth, as it pumps fresh streams of milk into her mouth. Sheila can't take it any more and grabs the back of Jackie's head and pulls it hard into her breast. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" Sheila moans as Jackie's lips push hard into her areola and her nipple smashes into Jackie's tongue forcing several long streams of milk into Jackie's mouth. Sheila's nipple instantly expands as milk is forced out of it and Jackie mouth is filled with a thick nipple and milk as she struggles to gulp it down. Jackie's nipples start streaming on their own at the first burst of milk into her mouth.

The pleasure in Sheila's tit is the most intense she has ever experienced in her life. She doesn't cum but her clit is now rock hard and non stop shivers of pleasure in her spine make her legs tremble. "Oh my God Jackie, what did you do to me? My nipple is on fire."




The Reluctant Lesbian



Jackie smiles at Sheila. "You Like?"

"Like, I love. Look how fat my tit is." Jackie can't help but notice as it's only about 3 inches from her mouth. Sheila crawls all the way on the bed and lies on her side. "Come her Jackie and lay on your back" Jackie eagerly complies with her order. Sheila swings her leg over Jackie's body and straddles her belly. She leans forward so her swinging breasts are swaying into Jackie's face. The tit Jackie was sucking on is dripping heavily all over Jackie's face as she tries vainly to catch the nipple with her mouth. Sheila stops swaying her breasts and lets the dripping nipple just hover about 4 inches above Jackie's mouth. When the first drop hits Jackie's lips, Jackie parts them wide to catch the next drops in her mouth. Jackie's mouth is just about full of milk when the nipple stops dripping. She swallows the sweet, warm milk and feels the excitement in her pussy build as the milk reaches her stomach.

"She wants you to suck her Jackie. She won't give you any more unless you do."

Jackie quickly covers the distance to Sheila's tit and stops just short of it. Jackie starts to lightly kiss the fat, black cherry with her lips and drops of milk leak out painting her lips. Sheila shivers the whole time her nipple is touching Jackie's lips and Jackie starts to kiss it a little harder. As Jackie's slightly parted lips make contact with the front of the nipple, Sheila's tit pulsates on it's on and expands even more forcing its way between Jackie's lips and into her mouth. Jackie has to open her mouth wider to accept the nipple and as she does she feels a fresh flood of milk ejaculate into her mouth. Sheila's tit feels like a baby cock that hasn't cum in weeks releasing load after load of cum into her mouth. "OhhhhhhhhhhhAHhhhhhhhhhhhh," Sheila cries as her nipple releases milk into Jackie's mouth draining the pressure from her breast.

"That's what she wants baby, suck on her. Get it all. Can you drain her Jackie? See how fat she is when you suck on her? See how much more milk she gives you when you suck on her? You want her milk, don't you Jackie? Drain her baby. Empty her." Jackie keeps swallowing and the milk keeps coming. She takes a break as her mouth is getting tired and stops sucking. But Sheila's nipple continues to pulsate between her lips pumping milk into her mouth on its own. "Rest your mouth sweetie; she can feed you by herself now." Sheila arches her back forcing the nipple deeper inside Jackie's mouth. More powerful shivers run through Sheila's body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, you have no idea baby, having your tit drained feels so good. But you will I promise. Oh baby, I can feel your tummy filling up with milk. It's pushing into me now. My milk. That's Soooo hot. Are you full yet baby? Just a little more. She's almost empty. Sheila leans over Jackie and grabs her breast near the base with her powerful hands. She squeezes her breast hard and forces her hands forward. Sheila's tit gets even bigger and Jackie has to open her mouth wide to except it. One last flood of milk squirts into Jackie's mouth and the flow peters out to a stream and then a slow drip. Sheila's whole body gives a massive shudder "Ohhhhhooooooooooo"and she almost cums but she cuts it off at the last moment. She has other plans for that.

She pulls her super fat nipple out from between Jackie's lips with a "ShoooooWOP," and rubs the nipple on Jackie's lips. "Sheila I took all your milk. I did it. I'm so happy."

"You did it Sweetie. Are you full yet?" Sheila rubs her hand on Jackie's belly. Jackie looks like she's pregnant again." Is that all my milk in there baby? Did my nipple fill you up?"

"I'm not as full as last time so I can take a little from the other breast Sheila" Jackie turns beat red at how much she hopes Sheila will let her. She can't believe she just said that. She is practically begging her. What's happening to her? Sheila rests her head on Jackie's stomach and listens to her milk slush around inside. She gets up and sits on the bed with her back against the wall.

" Come to MaMa"

Jackie doesn't have to be asked twice and she positions herself so Sheila can cradle her head in her lap. With her hand holding Jackie's head, Sheila lowers her full breast to Jackie's lips. The tit knows what it wants and the second it touches Jackie's lips, it expands to its full girth forcing Jackie's mouth open and rams its self between Jackie's lips, immediately shooting fresh streams down her throat. Jackie suckles the nipple like a little baby until she falls asleep. Jackie's throat automatically swallows every few seconds. Sheila's tit is pumping on its own. Sheila also falls asleep a few minutes later.

End of part 2

Jackie wakes from her dream about sucking Sheila's tits several hours later. In her disorientated state, she first believes she is in her own bedroom. Until she realizes a fat nipple is between her lips slowly trickling warm mother's milk into her mouth. Her nipples are crusty with milk and still very achy. Her breast are so full of milk she thinks she might give Sheila a run for her money in that department. Then it hits her. She jumps up as fast as she can, waking Sheila and runs to the bathroom. Her bladder is filled to bursting. She just makes it, as a steady stream of pee comes out as she's sitting. She notices how extended her belly is. But as the stream continues she sees it going back down to normal levels. After what seems like 10 minutes of pissing, Jackie wipes herself and decides to take a shower. Hoping Sheila will relieve the pain in her breasts soon.

Sheila wakes to Jackie's topless form running to the bathroom. No wonder she giggles, Jackie has drained one breast completely and about 75% of the other one while she slept. Thinking about Jackie drinking all that milk excites her and her neglected clit instantly starts to stir. She smiles as she hears Jackie's strong stream making room for more in her stomach. And even though her empty breast in now half full again, it isn't milk she wants to fill Jackie's belly with this time.

Jackie rubs her bloated breasts in the shower sighing with the feeling. Her nipples hurt so badly now she almost can't take it. Surprisingly they are not full but droopy, still stretched out from Sheila in the car. She leaves the shower and towels off. She wraps the towel around her body and walks into the bedroom. Sheila is lying on the bed against the wall where Jackie left her except she has taken off her shorts and panties and is completely nude. 

"Come here Sweetie; take that towel of so I can see your breasts."

Jackie quickly obeys and her nipples stir as she anticipates Sheila sucking them. She can hardly wait as she reaches the bed.

"Lay down Jackie, I want to massage them first."

Jackie lies on her back on the bed waiting impatiently for Sheila to begin. Sheila quickly swings her leg over Jackie and she gets a quick glimpse of a fat mound and some pubic hair between Sheila's legs as Sheila sits on her stomach. Jackie is concerned that she is pinned underneath her and can't move much. Her clit jumps as she feels Sheila's pubic hair tickling her stomach and the mound she just glimpsed pushing into her belly. Sheila's large muscular ass cheeks are rubbing Jackie's upper thighs and her long legs are straddling Jackie's hips.

Sheila smiles down at Jackie and begins massaging Jackie's breast. Jackie starts to relax as the massage makes her milk laden breast feel better and she feels the milk in them start to travel to her soar nipples. Sheila slides her ass down towards Jackie's feet, lowers her face and sucks one droopy nipple between her lips. This is what Jackie has been waiting for and her eyes shoot open and her back arches at the pleasure in her nipple. She can feel her nipple fatten between Sheila's lips and when it is fully erect, milk rushes out of it into Sheila's mouth. Sheila and Jackie moan in unison at this long awaited release.

Sheila sucking the milk out of her tit feels so good, Jackie's head starts to spin. Her clit starts to ripen and she is wiggling her hips beneath Sheila. Sheila lifts her head and pulls the nipple and breast up with just her lips sucking all the time until the tit pulls free of her mouth, spraying milk all over as if it were still being sucked. Her nipple is still throbbing and she still has plenty of milk to give but the edge has been taken off. Sheila lets some milk dribble out her mouth onto Jackie's chest and dives for the other nipple. It's obvious to Jackie that Sheila is starting to get excited because she is sliding her hips up and down Jackie's body and now she attacks her other tit sucking hard to get at its milk. Jackie is starting to get use to the roughness and she is moaning her excitement as her nipple discharges its milk deep into Sheila's mouth. As gulp after gulp of milk goes down Sheila's throat, both women's excitement increases, racing towards release. Suddenly Sheila stops suckling and looks at Jackie with wanton lust in her eyes.

"Wha, Whats wrong Sheila, why did you stop?"

"You'll see why, Jackie." Sheila starts to slowly slide her ass up towards Jackie's chest while straddling her. When her mound reaches Jackie's groin, Jackie can feel Sheila's fleshy mound pushing into her. But she also feels something hard, about the thickness of her pinky, at the top of the mound, scraping along her body. Jackie realizes two things, one after the other. My God that's Sheila's clit! She knows where its final destination will be. Her first reaction is to struggle but the futility of it is instantly apparent as all she succeeds in doing is stimulate Sheila more and Jackie resigns herself to her fate. 

"Please don't Sheila" Jackie says with no conviction.

"Don't worry Jackie, your ready for this."

"But I'm afraid, I've never done anything like the before. I'm afraid you'll hurt me"

"Ah sweetie, theirs nothing to be afraid off, we all have the same parts."

"But, but I can feel your clit pushing into me. It's so big! I won't know what to do!"

"It's big because it loves you baby, Just like my tits. The more it loves you the bigger it gets. And as far as what to do, you're a woman, do what you would like done. My pussy will show you the rest." Sheila giggles.

Sheila's mound has now reached Jackie's waist and her mound spreads open on it's on so Sheila's pussy can make direct contact with Jackie. As Sheila's pussy slides further up it starts leaving a combination of clear and milky fluid along Jackie's lower stomach. Sheila's pussy is directly over Jackie's belly button now and stops there as Sheila grinds herself onto Jackie's belly, then continues its journey up again.

"See baby, if she really likes you, she'll make honey for you. Do you like honey Jackie? Do you want to taste her honey Jackie? Here baby, try her sweet honey." Sheila reaches behind her and scoops some of what her pussy has deposited in Jackie's belly button up with her finger. She brings her coated finger to Jackie's face and Jackie turns her head trying to escape. Sheila rubs her finger on Jackie's lips and under her nose. She breathes in Sheila's musky scent and finds herself being aroused by it. So she slowly licks her lips. At first, the sticky liquid tastes a little salty, but then the subtle sweetness kicks in and Jackie knows she has just tasted the nectar of the gods. As she swallows the tiny bit off fluid on her lips she feels a warmness follow it down into her stomach, all the way to her pussy settling in her growing clit. Her eyes open wide, she licks her lips again and smiles.

"Oh Sheila, it's wonderful! Its so sticky sweet. It tastes even better than your milk! Can I have some more?" My God Jackie thinks, was that just me that asked for more pussy juice?

"Jackie, your making me blush. Of course you can have more. She makes plenty of honey for the ones she loves." Sheila scoops up the rest from Jackie's belly and lets it drip and ooze into Jackie's open mouth. Jackie rolls it around her tongue and swallows it down reveling in a new wave of warmness traveling down to her clit. She grabs Sheila's hand and sucks the rest of it off her finger.

"Hmmmmmm, So Good, Any more?" Jackie says eagerly.

"Soon baby. Soon you will have all you want. Maybe more. Sheila giggles.

Jackie wonders what Sheila means by that but it's soon forgotten as Sheila's pussy is now massaging her tits. She grabs one of Jackie's breasts and places it between her pussy lips and starts rubbing it up and down her slit. When Jackie's nipple is hard and plump, she puts it at the opening to her pussy. Jackie can't believe it, as her nipple reaches Sheila's opening, she feels it being sucked into her pussy and released after a second. Then sucked in again and released. When Sheila's pussy sucks it in a third time, Jackie feels her nipple expand and fire red hot streams of milk deep into Sheila's pussy.

"Oh my God Jackie, she's taking your milk. She's drinking it. Can you feel her sucking your nipple? She's never had milk before and she's greedy for it. So warm. So warm.

Sheila's pussy is filling up with milk when she pulls it of Jackie's tit and shudders." Whew, I could have come like that. That was so hot baby. Your milk is so sweet." Sheila is panting trying to catch her breath. A little stream of milk is escaping from her pussy on to Jackie's chest.

"Is that my milk Sheila?"

Sheila looks down and says, "Well I guess it is. Would you like to try some baby?" Jackie just nods her head.

Sheila on her knees, positions her pussy above Jackie's head. Her legs are on either side of Jackie's head. The first thing Jackie notices is Sheila's strong womanly scent, very musky but not unpleasant in the least. For the rest of her life, Jackie will associate this smell with sex. Jackie gets her first good look at Sheila's pussy and is thrilled. Sheila's pussy lips are large and puffy and the color of her nipples. At the top of the lips is a long protruding hood covering her clit which is just peaking out from with in. Jackie all of as sudden has a strong desire to lick it but she can't reach it. Sheila peels back her lips and Jackie is almost blinded by the pinkness of Sheila's slit in contrast to her body. Then she sees her milk dribbling out of Sheila's pussy towards her head. Jackie opens her mouth to catch the milk just as Sheila relaxes her muscle a little and the flow increases to a steady stream. Just as she swallows a mouthful, Sheila fully relaxes and releases the rest of the milk into Jackie's mouth and face.

Jackie has no time to react because right behind the last of the milk, Sheila lowers her pussy on to Jackie's face. It covers her face from chin to the bridge of her nose and the lips spread open to include her cheeks. Jackie can barely breathe and she loves it.

"Jackie, my pussy has been waiting for this for a long time. She's wanted to kiss your face since we first met. To make love to your face. To smother you. To drown you in juices. You made her wait so long. Don't worry Jackie, she'll show you what to do. She'll show you what she wants. Kiss her Jackie make love to her baby."

Sheila rotates her hips and Jackie can breathe again. Jackie feels her upper lip hit Sheila's hood and slide it up exposing her fat, half inch clit in all its glory. Jackie licks it and it grows on her tongue.

"OH MY GOD." Sheila moans as shivers make her whole body tremble. Jackie licks it again. "OOOOOAHHH. And Sheila shakes her had back and forth in ecstasy. Each new lick brings fresh shivers to Sheila's body.

"My God Jackie she loves it. She loves your AHHHHHH." Sheila pulls her pussy away from Jackie's face.

"Am I doing it right Sheila?"

Sheila catches her breath. "She's waited to long for this, just to cum after a few licks. She's greedy for your tongue and wants to cum on it. But if she waits it will be better. So much better. Sheila lowers her pussy back on to Jackie's face again, this time so Jackie's tongue is at her opening. Jackie gently sticks her tongue out and it licks up a fresh strand of pussy juice. She swallows it down and hunts for more with her tongue. Her tongue finds the source and plunges as deep as it can into Sheila's pussy.

"Baby, are you looking for honey? Do you want her nectar? Is that what you want? Here baby here's some honey for you."

Jackie feels a new wetness coating her tongue and she pulls her tongue in swallowing it. Feeling its warmth head right to her clit. She follows a loose strand with her tongue back to the source and waits for more.

"Not enough for you baby? Baby wants more?" Sheila says as she feels Jackie tongue renter her pussy. "Here's more sweetie. She loves you so much you can have as much as you want baby."

Jackie's tongue is coated again with female cum and she swallows it down. More is waiting for her when her tongue dives back in. Jackie's clit and pussy are on fire from swallowing Sheila's cum, getting hotter with each new load. Her hips are gyrating on the bed to their own rhythm.

"Lick her walls baby. That's where the sweetest honey is. And she loves having her walls licked. She'll make real sweet honey for you if you lick her walls." Jackie rims Sheila's pussy with her tongue, getting a thicker coating of cum and swallows the tastiest, warmest secretion yet. " OOHHHH, you have no idea Jackie how good that feels." Sheila says as she starts to tremble all over. Jackie is like a druggie on pussy juice. She rams it as deep as she can into Sheila's pussy licking her walls in a circular motion. "Ahhhhh baby, that's it, she's getting ready for you baby. All for you." Sheila's shivers intensify every second Jackie's tongue is in her pussy. Jackie swallows the biggest, sweetest load yet and her pussy becomes an inferno begging for release. Her hips won't keep still, now wiggling this way and that and still her tongue dives in for more Juice.

Sheila shivers uncontrollably as Jackie rims her pussy yet again and when Jackie pulls her tongue out to swallow her nectar, Sheila rotates her hips so Jackie's tongue is at her clit again. Jackie takes one lick before Sheila says, "Suck her now baby, suck her like you sucked my tits. Milk her with your lips." Jackie complies and with the first suck, Sheila's clit doubles in size reaching out for Jackie's tongue.

"Oh my God Jackie, She's Almost there. ALL....MOST..... THERE." Sheila is rotating her hips on Jackie's face like a wild woman. Blond hair spreading over Sheila's brown thighs. She's pulling hard on her fat nipples shooting milk in the air.

Jackie releases Sheila's clit and instantly sucks it back in as hard a she can. It expands just a bit more between her lips and Jackie licks it hard with her tongue inside her mouth. Sheila is perfectly still for one second then all at once she rotates her pussy so Jackie's mouth is at the opening again, grabs Jackie's head and smashes her pussy down on Jackie's face.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Sheila screams her orgasmic release into the air. A tidal wave of pleasure starts deep in her pussy and rolls all the way to her stomach and rebounds back down to her pussy releasing a powerful gusher of cum into Jackie's mouth. Caught by surprise, most of the cum bounces off her tongue and out her mouth. But what she does get, she swallows down hoping for more as her pussy is at the bursting point.

Sheila's Orgasmic wave rolls back up her body all the way to her breasts this time, as another primal scream releases from deep in her throat. This time Jackie is ready and waiting for the warm flood coming her way. As the wave reaches Sheila's pussy, even more pussy juice fires into Jackie's mouth than the first time. She gets most of it this time and as the molten lava reaches Jackie's stomach; her own orgasm detonates deep inside her pussy. Jackie's arches her back to the heavens and holds it there as pleasure rakes her body from head to toe. Jackie sends her own high pitched screams into Sheila's erupting pussy, timing it perfectly to help push Sheila's next orgasmic wave all the way to her neck.




The Reluctant Lesbian



Sheila is actually scared as she feels the next orgasm roll past her breasts on to her head. She already has never experienced an orgasm this powerful and this next wave promises to be the biggest yet. The wave slows as it reaches her neck and crescendo's at her chin. It starts to pick up momentum and like a hurricane drinking warmth for energy, it leaves Sheila's body shivering in its wake as it passes downward. It seems to gain its greatest power as it passes through her breasts. Feeding off Sheila's milk as Jackie did before it. Sheila's whole body is quacking as the wave hammers into her pussy and she screams louder, deeper and longer than she has ever before. Then she screams some more as she feels her orgasm pass through her body in an ocean of cum straight into Jackie's mouth drowning her in liquid.

Jackie can't believe how hot and how much liquid is being forced down her throat. It's as if all of Sheila's breast milk was pumped into her mouth at once. She can't hope to swallow even half of it and the residue spews out her mouth all over face and neck. What she does get is filled with the energy from Sheila's body and it scorches her throat all the way to her stomach. It almost fills her stomach with Sheila's cum and sends a hot bolt of pure orgasmic pleasure straight to her pussy. It hits and sends her back rebounding into a back breaking arch. Her back lowers and arches up again. Tremors rack her body and her legs shake violently until they spasm out and causing her to crash on the bed her whole body shaking.

Sheila's violent orgasm has taken all her energy and passed it into Jackie's body. She just sits perched on Jackie's face shaking, unable to move her body. She doesn't feel the waves any more but at the time the next wave is due a mini orgasm hits her pussy and shoots a small amount of cum down Jackie's throat. She feels Jackie quivering beneath her and thinks of all the cum she has swallowed and another slightly stronger orgasm shoots a little more honey into Jackie's mouth. Incredibly, she feels Jackie lock her arms around her thighs pulling her pussy tight on her mouth and rimming her pussy with her tongue looking for more cum. 

"My sweet baby wants more cum. Is it tasty for you Jackie? Do you want more honey? Shell she make some more for you? Lick her baby. Lick her DEEEEEEP AHHHHH"

Sheila pulls Jackie's head hard again into her pussy and screams once more as her orgasm floods Jackie's mouth with cum. Jackie is just able to gulp all of it down and it fills her belly to near bursting with Sheila's ejaculate. Sheila falls off of Jackie's drenched head and lays there exhausted. Jackie crawls up to Sheila and lies on her chest, snuggling a large breast. Sheila smells her own female muskiness coming from Jackie's hair, face and even in her breath and she giggles as she thinks that she has marked her territory. She is so sated that looking at Jackie's engorged belly filled with her cum, doesn't even arouse her flaccid clit.

The two women lie there asleep in each others arms.

End of part 3

A few hours later, Jackie wakes to a powerful aching in her breasts and an even more powerful one in her clit, for Sheila has paid hardly any attention to either. Once again she has had a powerful orgasm without her yearning clit being touched. But for now, she is content to lay there because of the warm satisfying glow of pleasure emitting from her female cum filled, bloated belly. As she starts to remember what is warming her belly, Jackie's clit starts to glow with the same warmth. After a few minutes of reveling in this new and erotic pleasure another yearning is made its self known and Jackie reluctantly rises to relieve herself. As she slowly walks to the bathroom, she rubs her lovely extended belly like a pregnant woman would, thinking if women could make each other pregnant, she is surly carrying Sheila's baby. With great regret, she feels all but a small after glow of the warmth leave her body as she pees. She really needs a shower but she is so sleepy right now, she settles for just wiping most of Sheila's crusted cum off of her face. She can't help but take a few licks before she is finished and heads back to the bed. She lies down next to a sleeping Sheila and sees one of Sheila's nipples is throbbing and starting to drip milk in greeting. Jackie snuggles up to the warm tit and it expands to reach her mouth. She takes the growing morsel in her mouth feeding on a new warmth emptying into her belly as she falls back asleep very content

Not long after, Sheila wakes to the pleasant suckling. She has the same feelings she normally has when feeding her baby, content, very loved and happy that this little being depends on her for nourishment. She soon realizes it's not her baby feeding but Jackie as she hears and feels Jackie's soothing coos on her warm pumping nipple. "My god, you two are so greedy." Sheila giggles, referring to Jackie and her tit. Sheila is disappointed to see Jackie's stomach is no longer extended. She finds that ultra sexy thinking of her milk or cum doing that to Jackie. Then she sees Jackie's swollen nipple resting on her stomach. Sheila is filled with desire looking at the plump, purple tit straining for release as it dribbles milk on Sheila's belly. She glances at the clock and sees it's almost time for her diner guest to arrive. Giggling, thinking how Jackie is the main course.

With a sigh, Sheila slowly pulls her nipple from Jackie's mouth. Her nipple fattens and Jackie's mouth sucks harder resisting Sheila's efforts. "Thooowop" as Sheila's tit pulls free and drips heavily down Jackie's chin and cheek. Jackie's mouth continues to suck long after the nipple is removed and when it stops, a frown appears on Jackie's sleeping face.

Sheila gently rolls Jackie onto her back and very gently and lovingly strokes her chest and stomach. "My sweet, sweet baby, you made mama so happy. You made my pussy cum SOOO hard. Now it's your turn sweetie. But first your poor breasts need to be taken care off. They've been so patient waiting their turn. Was it hard for them waiting, baby? Were they aching for my lips? I know they were honey. I saw how they leak for me with desire.

Sheila lowers her mouth to Jackie's left tit and her tongue darts out, circling the nipple. The long flabby nub instantly fattens and comes to attention. Sheila begins pushing her tongue into the areola as she circles, teasing a drop of milk out. She can no longer wait and gently pulls the tit between her lips. At first, the drop is all Sheila gets but as Sheila's lips increase their pumping, Jackie's nipple fattens further and releases its milk into Sheila's now sucking mouth. A shiver runs through Jackie's body and a sigh escapes Sheila' lips as a large female shadow very slowly covers their bodies.

As Liz quietly enters the room, she is hit with the raw, powerful, animal scent of female sex. She smells Sheila's familiar aromatic scent mingled with a hint of another. Her mouth waters as she quickly removes her clothes hoping to add her own female scent to the fragrant aroma. Her hands make contact with her stiff nipples and send a shiver through her 38 D breasts and the rest of her very black body as she unbuttons her silk shirt. Her large breasts sag down to her chubby belly as she releases them from their bra. She bends her 5'11" frame at her waist sliding the slacks and panties over her just going to fat, a bit too wide, large, spreading ass. Liz steps out of her slacks and kicks her panties into the corner with the agility of a former athlete. At 21, Liz was a star volleyball and basketball star at her college. That was until she met Sheila and her lactating breasts. Once she graduated and stopped playing sports, Liz's body couldn't burn off enough fat from all the milk she was drinking to keep her Amazon like shape. Liz has a tinge of regret for her former body, but it quickly leaves as she walks forward letting her nose guide her to the source of the strong aroma. She is very surprised and excited to discover that Sheila's womanly odor is strongest by Jackie's sleeping mouth than any other place. It actually seems to get stronger with every breath Jackie takes. A shudder runs through her body as she realizes why that must be.

Sheila smiles up at Liz around Jackie's pumping nipple, grabs Jackie's other breasts and offers the pulsating nipple to Liz. Liz doesn't have to be asked twice as Jackie's tit shoots a solid stream of milk into Liz's open, descending mouth.

Jackie is having the best dream she has ever had. It starts with her, as a baby suckling at her mother's breast. Before she is fully fed her mother's tit is replaced by warm lips on her own motherly tits. She thinks she and her mother have some how traded place in the dream and her mother is now the baby. She moans in ecstasy as the milk is sucked out of her swollen, painful breast, steadily relieving the immense pressure in it. Now, some how, she has two babies at her breasts, one for each engorged nipple. Her entire body starts shuddering non stop as both her nipples are slowly being drained of their burden. Her pussy can't help but leak a thick dribble of white cum into her ass.

Jackie slowly wakes from her dream to discover two, much larger than baby's heads, at her nipples. "OH MY GOD! Jackie cries in surprise and pleasure.

Sheila lifts her mouth from Jackie's tit and says. "You know Liz from work don't you Jackie? Didn't I tell you she was coming over for.......diner? Since you stopped me from cooking, I didn't think you would mind if we helped ourselves to whatever was around the house. You don't mind do you Jackie? I mean there is plenty for the both of us." Sheila giggles as she returns hungrily to Jackie's tit.

Jackie hesitates for a moment then sees her milk dribbling out from between Liz's lips." How could I say NO......OOO." She moans as both women in unison start sucking much harder on her tits. Both nipples are fat to bursting as her duel faucets are opened further, filling Sheila's and Liz's mouths with their milk. Jackie has less milk than Sheila but once fully open they can release it at a greater rate Sheila discovers and a hint of jealousy causes her to suck even harder. Liz is following Sheila's cue and sucks much harder herself. But this time Jackie responds in a far different manner than in the car. She has finally let go off all her inhabitations and is just reveling in the pleasure in her breasts and nipples. To her surprise she discovers, the harder the women suck, the bigger her nipples get, the faster the milk comes out, the greater the pleasure. 

Once again Jackie's ass won't stay still on the bed as she moans, "That feels SOOO GOO..........OOD. Please, suck them. PLEASEEEEEEEEEE."

Both woman start bobbing their heads up and down on Jackie's tits milking the fat nipples deep into their mouths on the up swing and releasing it on the down, pumping and holding Jackie's breasts in their mouths with their hands. In no time at all both Jackie's nipples explode in first Sheila's, then Liz's mouth as the last of the milk is expelled in one last flood into the two women's mouths. A teeth chattering shutter is emitting from between Jackie's lips as Jackie's orgasm rips through her body, her hips arch her back to the breaking point. She stays in that poison for 5 full seconds while her whole body slowly starts shivering increasing to shudders as her back plummets to the bed and arches up again. She shudders in that position for another 5 seconds, and then her legs kick out violently shaking from her hips to her toes. Her devastating orgasm leaves her limp on the bed as Sheila and Liz, suck that last few drops of milk from her tits and more thick white cum oozes from her pussy.

"Your milk is so sweet Jackie." Liz coos. I wonder what your pussy tastes like. Is it tasty Sheila? As tasty as yours?"

"Well I don't know Liz, I haven't sampled it myself. Yet." Sheila says with a hungry leer. But you know with milk that sweet her honey has just got to be good!" She says as she rubs her full belly.

"What's the matter with you girl? What are you waiting for? You were at my honey pot after the first 5 minutes! With that long tongue of yours licking my insides out." Liz Shudders at the thought.

"True that Liz, but you didn't have any milk to distract me, like our little girl here does. She made me cum sucking her tits! So you don't have to tell me how tasty her milk is."

Liz ponders a moment and reluctantly says, "Well, you're the host, I guess it's only right you get first taste. You think she's got enough for both of us? Sure would hate to miss out on anything that good."

Sheila chuckles, I suspect she does, but there's only one way to find out."

Jackie listens to this conversation unable to move or even speak, to try to tell the two women that she wants to but she is all wrung out. Lucky for her, Sheila knows differently. Sheila spreads Jackie's limp legs wide and crawls between them zeroing in on Jackie's pussy by the sexy womanly smell that is coming from it. She brushes back Jackie's sticky, silk blond hair to find a pair of puffy lips spread wide framing Jackie's moist cunt. Sheila's breathes in and shivers at Jackie's musky scent enters her nostrils. Liz moves up to Jackie's mouth, kissing her and sucking her tongue as she tastes and smells Sheila's pussy inside Jackie's mouth. The smell of Sheila on Jackie brings Liz's clit to full arousal and Liz starts wiggling her large hips.

"They're you are honey, oh my, your beautiful!" Sheila says in way of introduction to Jackie pussy." Jackie's pussy trembles at the compliment. And just look at that clit! I'm in love Liz!" While no were as large as Sheila's, Jackie's clit is still big. Without a hood it sticks proudly on the top of her wet slit begging to be noticed. "And I see your pussy has been busy you naughty girl." Sheila says as she licks the thick white cum oozing out of Jackie's pussy." Smacking her lips. "Hmmmmmm, that's really tasty Jackie. Liz I'll try to save you some but I don't know."

Jackie has never had any one eat her pussy before, let alone her cum as all her boyfriends either didn't like it or thought it wasn't manly to do. She never pushed the point because she was always embarrassed by how much she leaked. But she had always wondered what it would feel like to have it done. Now this sexy woman was between her legs licking her cum, telling her how wonderful it tasted. No wonder her neglected pussy began to stir and ooze more fluid. The very thought of Sheila eating her cum was new and very exciting for her. And when Sheila reached out her tongue for the new cum a moan of wanton longing escaped Jackie's lips muffled by Liz's mouth and a her hips began a slow roll.

Sheila licked up the new pussy juice, swirled it around her mouth like a fine wine and swallowed it down, trailing a sticky thread of cum down her throat. "Liz it's so thick and sticky and warm, here try some. New ooze had come out and Sheila scooped it up with her hand reaching up to Liz. Liz pulled away from Jackie's mouth and saw the thick white cum coating Sheila's fingers. Soft strands of clear spider web like fluid interlaced her finger. Liz grabbed Sheila's hand, shoving it in her mouth and licked it clean with clear strands of cum hanging between her lips and draping off of her chin. She had planned to share it with Jackie when she kissed her again but her throat greedily swallowed the sticky fluid down before she got back to Jackie's lips.

Sheila now very slowly started licking, nibbling and sucking on Jackie's puffy lips, cleaning them of old cum even as Jackie's pussy made more. Jackie was feeling sensations she had never felt before and her pussy was clamping up, causing all the new pussy juice to start to pool inside her vagina. Her pussy just didn't know what to do as it was learning as it went and its natural reaction was to clamp shut until it figured it out. 

"Sorry Liz, looks like that's all we get. No mores coming out." Sheila leaves Jackie's tasty lips and starts painting Jackie's slit with ever increasing in length, brush strokes from just the top of Jackie's pussy to just below her clit, never touching either with her thick tongue. Jackie was going wild with an anticipation of Sheila licking either but before Sheila licked either, Liz stopped kissing Jackie.

"Well if I ain't going to get any more pussy juice, Jackie sure is hell is going to get mine!" Liz says as she plants her hips on either side of Jackie's head facing Sheila and slowly lowers her pussy on to it. A small clear strand of cum leaks out of Liz's cunt dribbling on Jackie's lips. Jackie's mouth opens to take in the nectar and follows it back to its source with her mouth. Liz's teases her by pulling it away holding out of reach.

"What do you want Jackie? Tell me what you want."

"I WANT YOUR PUSSY!!! Please Liz, Please bring it back to me!" Jackie is whining as her tongue is straining up to Liz's just out of reach pussy.

"Well since you said please." Liz lowers her pussy onto Jackie's face and in one smooth motion; Jackie's tongue spreads Liz's lips and plunges deep inside her hole, searching for more female cum and finding it. Liz almost cums at the first thrust and a gush of sticky fluid coats Jackie's probing tongue, and then travels down Jackie's throat. Liz gets herself under control and starts rocking her hips in a steady motion as Jackie's tongue licks all the cum out of her.

Sheila has been busy working over Jackie's slit. Jackie didn't know which she wanted more, Sheila's tongue on her clit or in her pussy. Sheila works her tongue up to Jackie's clit and circles it with her tongue, teasing the large clit bigger. Then she takes a lick of the swollen nub and Jackie's whole body undulates from head to toe. Each lick makes Jackie's clit slightly bigger and it is tip is pointing down towards her pussy like a little hook. Sheila now sucks on it milking it with her lips and Giant waves of pleasure build inside Jackie ready for release. But doesn't. Jackie's clamping pussy is involuntarily holding it in and is stuck closed. Sheila continues sucking on Jackie's clit building more and more waves up inside Jackie. Sheila is wondering why Jackie isn't cumming when Liz screams her orgasm in the air frantically humping her powerful hips onto Jackie's face. Jackie's head is buried in the bed and her face is being ground into Liz's spasming pussy as electric shock after electric shock raises the tone of Liz's howls of ecstasy, to the point that only dogs can hear what is coming out of Liz's wide open mouth.

Sheila moves her tongue down to Jackie's pussy to do some exploring and discovers it clamped tight. She starts probing it with her large tongue trying to force her way in. At first nothing then Sheila feels it open slightly and she pushes hard with her tongue at the opening. It slowly gives way as Sheila's tongue penetrates its ring. But to her surprise, Jackie's tongue clamps down on her long fat tongue so powerfully it is actually stuck in Jackie's pussy. She tries to withdraw her tongue and Jackie's pussy fights back not letting go. Jackie's pussy had been in shock from the new sensations and didn't know what to do. But Sheila's tongue felt like a thick cock when it entered her and Jackie's pussy knew what to do with a cock. You milk it. Jackie's pussy releases it's grip just a little bit and starts to suck at Sheila's tongue pulling it into her pussy and releasing it. In and release, in and release and then Sheila's feels Jackie's pussy ring clamping on her tongue to the opposite rhythm of the sucking. Sheila wonders what this must feel like to a cock and shudders.

Sheila gets and idea and starts fucking Jackie with her tongue in tune with the sucking. Four powerful thrust of her tongue and Jackie's pussy stops sucking and clamping on Sheila's tongue, opens wide and baths Sheila's face with hot sticky, white and clear women's cum that had been dammed up by her pussy. Followed by an orgasm so strong by Jackie, that after she arched her back, Jackie's head shot up with such force, it through Liz of her face. Jackie keeps bucking and screaming as the pleasure thrills her beyond belief. In the middle of this powerful orgasm Sheila finds Jackie's engorged clit with her lips and sucks it like she had sucked her nipples, licking the tip with her tongue inside her mouth. In the middle of her giant orgasm, a much more powerful one builds in her clit and spreads out from there with such powerful pulses of pleasure her whole body turns to jelly as she shakes like an epileptic on the bed while she is making non stop teeth rattling shivering noises from her mouth.