0 comments/ 80521 views/ 9 favorites Wanda's Story Ch. 01 By: rpwilbur As she drove home that morning, Wanda Catron was a confused woman. The emotions in her heart and the thoughts in her mind were at war, and all she could do was wait and see which side won. Wanda was 18, and just out of school. Never a strong student, Wanda had decided to take a year off from schooling. She was working at the local Wal-Mart, and it was there that her current confusion had started. She was cashiering earlier that day when her favorite teacher, Ms. Franklin, came through her line. Ms. Franklin had been her English teacher in 10th and 11th grade at Independence High, and was a very beautiful woman as well. Her blonde hair hung to her shoulders, and was currently swept off her face by a ponytail. She was young for a teacher, only 28, and dressed like the kids off the BYU Campus. Today's apparel consisted of a short blouse, hanging just above her belly button, and hip hugger capris. Her belly button was adorned with a small diamond, and through her tight shirt, Wanda thought she could see the outline of nipple rings. Wanda immediately shook that thought out of her mind as she checked out Ms. Franklin. As she worked, she made the usual small talk ... How are you, what have you been doing, anything new, etc. Ms. Franklin, Wanda knew, was unmarried, and Wanda had spent many an evening at Ms. Franklin's home, getting special tutoring to improve her grades. Ms. Franklin had taken a special interest in Wanda as well, though she had not told the teenager about that interest yet. Wanda was a beautiful woman herself. Short, at 5-5, but bosomy, with 38c breasts and a large butt as well. Wanda was a Puerto Rican-American mix, as her father had married a Puerto Rican in New York before moving to Utah. Wanda's looks came from her mother, though. Her father had died six years before, and Wanda lived at home with her younger brother and sister. As Wanda and Ms. Franklin talked, catching up, Wanda finished checking and bagging her groceries. "That's $56.79, Ms. Franklin," Wanda announced when completed. Ms. Franklin paid Wanda, then said, "Wanda, what time are you off work today?" "5:30, Ma'am," wanda said. "Please, dear, would you come over and have dinner with me tonight?" Ms. Franklin said. "I've enjoyed talking with you again, and I'd love to continue this conversation later." "I'd love to, Ms. Franklin," Wanda gushed. In truth, she had enjoyed seeing her favorite teacher again, as well. "You remember where I live?" "Yes, Ms. Franklin, I remember." "OK. See you about 6 tonight, And please, Wanda, call me Anne." "I will, Ms. Franklin ... Anne. See you tonight." All the rest of the say, Wanda's mind whirled with excitement. Her favorite teacher had invited her to dinner. Wanda idly wondered if the rumors about Ms. Franklin ... Anne ... were true. Wanda had reason to wonder. Two years before, she had determined that she, Wanda Catron, was a lesbian. During lunch, when she could remember more vividly, Wanda's mind flowed backwards to her sexual beginnings .... Wanda had tried having boyfriends. She dated a series of different boys her first two and a half years of high school. Despite the variety of boys available to her, she was never satisfied with them. Not their kisses, not their pawing attempts to feel her growing breasts, nor their sexual innuendos in their cars during dates. The closest she ever came to sex with one of these boys was the time she jacked Tommy Bigelow off. But even as his penis grew in his hands, and all too quickly spilled its seed over her fingers and her hastily-grabbed handkerchief, Wanda found no satisfaction. In fact, her mind wandered over to her best friend, Nancy Stanton. Nancy had been over to Wanda's for a study night the previous Tuesday, and the teens' talk, as always, turned to boys. Nancy wanted to date boys, but was shy. She always found herself hanging out with Wanda and whatever boyfriend Wanda had that month. "Wan, how do you get so many boys interested in you," Cara asked. "I don't know," was Wanda's reply. "They love kissing me, and I think they expect more than kisses back, but I don't really want to ... you know ... yet." Wanda's face was turning red, a common occurrence when Nancy and she spoke of boys. "Oh, come on, Wan. Boys like kissing you?" Nancy was skeptical. "They must, Nan," Wanda replied. "They kiss me a lot." "What's that like? Kissing a boy?" "Every one of them are different, Nan. Some of them kiss so hard, it feels like they're pushing my lips through my teeth. Some of them open their mouths so wide, I think they're trying to swallow my nose. And some of the kisses I can barely feel, they're so gentle." "How do you like to be kissed?" Nancy asked. "Oh god, Nan. I can't really describe it. I like a little pressure, not too much. I like lips slightly apart, but I like it when I get to increase the kiss, not when they think they should. I like to be held just right, and ... damn, I can't explain it all." Nancy just smiled at her best friend. "Wanda," she said. "If you can't describe it, maybe there's another was to let me see how you like to be kissed." "Nancy!!!" Wanda said, shocked at the sudden thought. "Do you mean what I THINK you mean?" Nancy scooted closer to Wanda on the couch. Her eyes locked on Wanda's, and she smiled at her best friend. Nancy unconsciously licked her lips, and took Wanda's hands in her own. "Yes, Wan," she said. "Show me how you like to be kissed." Wanda pulled her hands out of Nancy's. "Are you sure?" Nancy only nodded. Wanda put her hands on Nancy's shoulders, and pulled her best friend closer. She tipped Nancy's head slightly, lowered her mouth, and started kissing her best friend. The kiss started softly, the two best friends got used to each other's lips. Slowly, Wanda increased the pressure, and slid her lips slightly apart. Nancy followed Wanda's lead, and opened her mouth as well. Wanda's tongue slid past their lips, licking the inside of Nancy's mouth softly. Wanda probed her friend's teeth, and then danced her tongue around Nancy's. Their arms drew their bodies closer together, and Wanda's breasts mashed into Nancy's, as the kiss continued. Nancy moaned, and Wanda found she was moaning as well. Although she didn't really want to, Wanda broke the kiss off. She held her best friend in her arms, but scooted back a couple inches to break the body contact. She looked at Nancy, then said "That's how I want to be kissed." "Oh, god, me too!" Nancy exclaimed, causing both girls to break into laughter, snapping the spell they had been weaving together. Later on, Wanda found that she had soaked her panties through with that kiss. Though she had never kissed Nancy again, that had been the start. Wanda, after her experience with Tommy, searched out the girl school rumor said was a lesbian. This girl, Betty Grant, enjoyed her friendship with Wanda, and eventually enjoyed sex with Wanda. Betty and Wanda had an 18-month relationship, but Betty had left for college a month earlier. Wanda remembered the game she and Betty played together, trying to pair off teachers sexually in their minds. Ms. Franklin had always been one Wanda could not pair off. She had been very professional with Wanda during their tutoring sessions, but Wanda could sense something different. Nothing had come of those senses, however, so Wanda had forgotten about them ... until now. Wanda parked her car, strode to Anne's door and knocked. After work, Wanda had run home, showered, and slipped on a black dress, mid-thigh, with matching bra and panties, and black pumps. She was startled when Anne opened the door wearing a red cami blouse and matching red leather skirt. Her legs were encased in red fishnet stockings, and she wore black shoes with two-inch stiletto heels. "Come in, Wanda," Anne said. "Dinner is almost ready. We have just enough time to open a bottle of wine and have a glass before dinner." "I'm not old enough to drink," Wanda protested slightly. "But you do drink, don't you?" "Yes, but only beer so far." "Then allow me to introduce you to wine. It's a marvelous drink and a perfect dinner companion." Anne led Wanda into the kitchen, and pulled a white Zinfandel from the refrigerator. Deftly handling the cork remover, Anne opened the wine and poured two glasses. She handed one to Wanda. "To the start of a better friendship, not just as teacher/student, but as equals," Anne toasted. Wanda reached her glass over, clinked hers on Anne's, and drank. After their glasses were emptied, Anne led Wanda into the dining room. She instructed her guest to refill the wine glasses while she got dinner. Candles were already placed on the table, glowing softly. As the women ate their meal of pork sirloin chops, potatoes, and asparagus, they caught up with their lives. Anne knew about the close friendship Wanda had had with Betty, and asked about her. When Wanda explained that Betty had left to go to school in Florida, Anne just smiled. "Betty was always very smart," Anne said. "I'm glad she's gone off to school. But what about you? Why are you still home?" Wanda explained that she was working for a year, then starting school, and Anne nodded. She refilled Wanda's wineglass whenever it got near empty, and they sat talking long into the night. Finally, Wanda realized that it was late, and she had to get home. She started to stand, and staggered a couple of steps before sitting back into her chair. "I don't think I should drive," Wanda said. "How will I get home?" "Why not spend the night here?" Anne offered. "You can call your mother, so she won't worry." Wanda did just that. One phone call later, Wanda was Anne's houseguest. Anne came around the table and helped Wanda stand,. they moved down the hall, and turned into Anne's bedroom. A king-sized bed dominated the center of the room, and Wanda started protesting. "I can't displace you from your bed," she said. "This is your house." "Nonsense," Anne replied. "Besides, it's a big bed, with plenty of room for both of us." Anne's hands moved to Wanda's waist, and Wanda slowly turned to her former teacher. Their eyes locked, and Anne softly said "Share my bed with me, Wanda." Anne's mouth moved to Wanda's and Wanda opened her mouth willingly to accept the kiss Anne offered. They started slowly, softly, and slowly built up. The kiss grew in intensity, and Wanda felt herself getting very wet. This was the best kiss she had ever gotten, and she felt herself getting weak in the knees, and not from the alcohol, either. Anne was giving her THE KISS, the one Wanda had always dreamed about. Anne's hands moved behind Wanda. The older woman lowered the zipper on Wanda's dress, undid the black bra, then slowly slid them off the teenager. Wanda, while moving her arms and legs to accommodate Anne's undressing her, remained glued to Anne's lips, their tongues playing happily with each other, darting mouth to mouth. Anne's hands moved up to cup Wanda' breasts, softly pulling at the nipples as they hardened under her touch. Wanda reached down to start undressing Anne, but the woman stopped her. "Let me take charge," she told Wanda. The teen was beyond caring. She was hot, and wet, and ready for anything Anne may suggest. The kiss had worked, and Wanda didn't care about anything but Anne. Anne slid the wet thong off Wanda's hips, then finally broke the kiss and dropped to her knees. With her teeth, Anne lowered the thong to the floor, then she looked up to see the nude teenager swaying above her. Anne rose slightly, and thrust her tongue on Wanda's thighs. Anne tasted the wetness already flowing out of her guest, and smiled as more dribbled out of Wanda's labia. Wanda fell backwards, her legs no longer able to support her. She fell onto the bed, and found it to be very soft. The teen spread her legs wide, and Anne took the message and dove between them, her tongue touching closer and closer to Wanda's wet lower lips. Wanda was close to an orgasm already, and Anne had barely even started on her. The teen used all her remaining willpower to hold off her orgasm a little longer, as the older woman used her fingers to spread open Wanda's pussy lips. Anne gently blew into Wanda, causing the teen to shudder in joy. Anne traced her tongue around Wanda's lips, causing the teen to shudder harder. Finally Anne drove her tongue deep into Wanda's pussy, and released the lips. they closed on Anne's face, burying her tongue deep in Wanda. The teen could hold out no longer. She lifted her hips off the bed, screamed in joy, and came. Her orgasmic release flooded over Anne's face, and as it started, Anne moved her fingers to play with the teen's clit, pulling and pinching to give the teen more pleasure. As Wanda slowly regained her composure after the orgasm, she realized the Anne had not stopped. Her face was buried, deeply between Wanda's legs, as her tongue was still darting in and out of the wet pussy, her fingers were pinching and pulling at her clit, and her moans were buried by Wanda's thighs. When Wanda and Betty had made love, they had brought their partner to orgasm, then switched places. Never had Betty worked on Wanda's pussy after orgasm, as Anne was. Wanda felt the familiar urges of orgasm building again, and she came, harder than the first time. Still Anne did not stop, and soon a third and fourth orgasm flooded Wanda's mind and body. After the fourth orgasm, Anne moved off the bed. Through tired eyes, Wanda looked at the woman in surprise. Anne was still fully dressed, though her clothes were rumpled from lying on the bed. Wanda watched in fascination as Anne removed her blouse, revealing 34b breasts with large erect nipples, adorned with a small ring through each nipple. Anne unzipped her leather skirt and lowered it, and Wanda gasped. Instead of panties and pantyhose, as the teen had thought she was wearing, Anne had a red garter belt holding up her red fishnet stockings, and no panties on at all. Anne kicked off her stiletto-heeled shoes, and climbed back on the bed. She stood strattling Wanda, then slowly lowered her pussy until it rested just above Wanda's mouth. Wanda's tongue moved quickly, licking the pussy and finding it very wet. She probed deeper with her tongue, then added a finger into her former teacher. Wanda reached up and pulled on the nipple rings, and Anne gasped. A second pull, and Anne was on the verge of cumming herself. To take her mind temporarily off her impending orgasm, Anne lowered herself down Wanda's body. Her mouth returned to Wanda's pussy, and the women engaged in a 69, with Wanda plunging two then three fingers into Anne's pussy while Anne focused on sucking the life out of Wanda's clit. Anne finally gave in and came, and in a surprise for Wanda, she squirted juices from her pussy onto Wanda's face. As she came, she bit down on the teen's clit, causing Wanda to orgasm again. Then Anne climbed off Wanda, reached under her pillow, and handed Wanda a double-headed dildo. Wanda took the toy and shoved it into Anne's pussy. The older woman shuddered and came again. Wanda maneuvered the dildo in and out, pushing it deeper with each thrust. When she could insert no more of the dildo into Anne, she climbed on the remaining head, and filled herself until the women's pussy lips touched around the toy. Then each fucked the toy, trying to keep contact with the other at the same time. All too soon, the women came again, together this time. Wanda collapsed, thoroughly sated by the lovemaking. Anne pulled the toy out of the teen, then out of herself. She crawled around and took Wanda in her arms. As the teen fell asleep, her last conscious thought were how wonderful Anne's lips were on her own. In the morning, the women woke together, arm in arm. After kissing passionately for several minutes, Anne reluctantly broke free and cooked breakfast. Wanda then drove home, her emotions flooding her mind. By the time she got home, she had made her decision. She picked up the phone and dialed. "Anne?" she said. "This is Wanda. I'd love to come over again tonight for dinner. I don't think we quite finished what we were talking about, and I'd like the opportunity to continue our ... conversation." As she hung up, a big smile was on Wanda's face. Wanda's Story Ch. 02 As Wanda Catron drove home that Sunday morning, she was a very confused woman. Her emotions were pulling at her, her mind was in turmoil as it thought about the events of the day, and she really needed someone to talk to. The problem was, the one who threw her mind into turmoil was her best friend and lover. Wanda had been seeing her former high school English teacher, Anne Franklin, for a little over a month now. Anne and Wanda had become lovers after Anne invited Wanda over during a meeting at Wanda's workplace. Now, Wanda spent every evening possible at Anne's home, although those evenings had become rarer and rarer after Anne started teaching again. School had restarted two weeks before. For Anne, it meant another year of teaching. For Wanda, it was her first free fall since she was 5. Wanda had chosen not to go to school, instead choosing to work at Wal-Mart and save her money. Anne had asked Wanda to come over early Saturday, as soon as she was off work. Anne hinted that she had something important to talk to Wanda about. Wanda spent her workday with a growing wetness from her pussy. She did not really focus on her customers, she was instead focused on the little package in her trunk, her surprise for Anne. When her supervisor finally let Wanda leave, the teen hurried to her car and drove quickly to her lover's home. She had called her mother at lunch, reminding her that she would not be home that evening. Wanda wasn't sure if her mother, Lorraine, knew EXACTLY what Wanda was up to, but one day, Wanda promised herself she would tell her mother. When she got to Anne's home, Wanda let herself in with the key Anne had given her. The house was dark, and Wanda assumed Anne was not home yet. She decided to prepare herself for Anne, and moved to the bathroom. Wanda peed, then stripped off her work clothes. The teen wore conservative clothes at work, but preferred short tops and skimpy skirts while on her own time. She peeled off her button-down blouse and stepped out of her skirt, stopping to look at her body in the full-length mirror. An average 5-5, Wanda worked hard to maintain her weight at 126 pounds. She would have preferred to be lighter, but she had 38D breasts and a large ass, courtesy of her Puerto Rican Grandmother. Her waist was 26, with barely any fat on it. Her breasts and butt were currently encased in white bra and panties, her conservative work dress code reaching even to her underwear. Wanda leaned over and started running the bathwater. She added a scented bubble fragrance and breathed in the air as the room steamed up. Reaching behind her, she undid her bra and let it slide to the floor. Her hands automatically moved to her breasts, cupping them and lifting them up. She lifted her right breast up and sucked the nipple into her mouth, feeling it harden. Then she lifted the left breast, and playfully bit on it, pulling the nipple taut with her teeth. The moan she uttered was muffled by the breast, which she then released. She slid the white panties down her body, and re-inspected her now nude body. She noted that she needed a shave, as little hairs were popping up from her normally-smooth mons. She liked being clean-shaven around her pussy, as it allowed her lover's tongue to gain full contact with her skin. Wanda stepped into the tub, then turned off the water spigots. She picked up a loofah, dunked it in the water, and started scrubbing at her body. The feel of the scrubber excited her more, and she paused her bathing before she got too worked up. Slowly she soaped her entire body, then lowered herself into the bath to rinse off. She reached for the razor and cream kept by the bathtub, and scraped the hairs off her pussy area. Since she still did not hear the sound of Anne's car, she returned her attentions to the loofah. This time, she did not stop when she got aroused. She moved the loofah over her breasts, letting it tease her nipples. A quick dunk of the loofah, and then she let water drip off the loofah onto her nipples. She moaned as she did this, her first steps whenever she masturbated in the bathtub. One hand went to her nipple, and started pinching. The other kept rubbing her other breast with the loofah. Her skin started flushing, and she started feeling the wetness not caused by the bath to flow. She teased her other breast with the loofah, smiling at the hardness of her nipples. Then she closed her eyes and lowered the loofah down her body, letting the scrubber move past her ribs and abdomen, skirt her belly button, and start to rub on her mons. In her mind, Wanda saw her lover, Anne. She was thinking that the loofah was guided by Anne, lower and lower. She knew Anne never went right for her pussy, so Wanda moved the loofah down her left thigh, then back up the inside of her right thigh. Her free hand continually massaged her breast, keeping a direct pressure that, in her mind's eye, was Anne sucking on that breast. Her moans got louder, and she moved the loofah higher. Finally she scraped her outer pussy lips, and lifted her hips up to get better contact. Wanda dropped the loofah, and used her hand now. She used her thumb and first singer to open her pussy lips, and thrust her middle finger into herself. A sharp moan escaped Wanda's lips, as she thrust her own finger deeper and deeper into her pussy. She started pumping inside herself, adding a second finger to the process. One leg splayed over the side of the tub, and she humped herself higher, almost out of the water. Her free hand moved down to capture her erect clitoris, and as her masturbation continued, she softly called out her lover's name ... "Anne, Anne ... god, lover, yes, yes!" Her hand moved faster inside herself. The fingers on the clit moved quicker and quicker. She moved closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly, she felt two fingers thrust into her wet pussy. So far gone was she, she didn't mind. She removed her own fingers, allowing these new fingers to continue the job of fucking her. Her now-free hand went to her clit, and rubbed at it furiously. The fingers in her pussy curled upwards, and hit her G-spot perfectly. She held off a bit longer, but all too soon she needed to release her pent-up emotions. A mental switch was thrown, and Wanda came. Wanda was a loud moaner when she orgasmed. This time was no exception. Her own voice bounced off the walls as she came, her juiced flowing into the bathwater. As she slowed her hands down, she finally opened her eyes. She saw, as she expected, the smiling face of her lover, Anne Franklin, inches from her own. It was Anne's fingers in her pussy, driving her over the edge of orgasm. "Hi, my love," Anne said, and kissed the teen full on the lips. "Started without me, I see," she said after breaking the kiss. Wanda looked at her and smiled. "I didn't hear you come in, Anne," she said. "The way you were occupied, the Independence High Band could have marched through here and you wouldn't have noticed," the teacher teased. Wanda blushed, even though she loved Anne's teasing. "I hope you didn't mind. I came over right after work, and when I couldn't find you, I took a bath." "Love, it's OK with me. In fact," Anne said, "after working all day, I could use a bath myself. Scoot to one side, honey, and I'll join you." Wanda scooted to the end of the tub, and watched as Anne removed the clothes she was wearing. There wasn't much to remove, a t-shirt, grimy jeans and a thong, leaving Anne as naked as Wanda. Anne hopped into the tub, grabbed the loofah and handed it to the teen. "Scrub me off, honey," she asked. Although Anne and Wanda had showered together before, this was their first mutual bath. Wanda spent her time making sure Anne's body was clean, doing this out of the love she felt for the older woman. As Wanda worked on Anne, they slowly moved a little closer together, then closer still. As Wanda moved the washcloth over to Anne's pussy lips, she found them very close to her own in the water. She could barely get her hand between the two pussies to rub and clean. Her hand moved over her own pussy, too, and Wanda moaned a little at the feel of her knuckles on her own pussy lips. "Oh, is my baby still horny?" Anne teased. "Mmmmm, yes," Wanda replied. She removed her hand, and scooted even closer, rubbing her pussy against Anne's now-clean pussy lips. This caused Anne to moan as well, as Wanda started doing the things she had found that pleased Anne. As their pussies rubbed under the water, Wanda pulled Anne's upper body close to her own. Their breasts mashed together, and Wanda lowered her head onto Anne's shoulder. A slight head tilt, and Wanda's mouth caught Anne's earlobe and started sucking. Anne just purred with delight, as the girl in her arms made love to her. Anne knew she wanted Wanda in her life, and had planned the evening carefully. Still, a surprise like this bath was always acceptable. Anne's mind soon stopped thinking about the evening, and began focusing on her own emotions. Wanda reached over the side of the tub, and grabbed their Tampax plastic applicator. Anything in a pinch, the teen thought, as she slid back a little and drove the empty applicator into her lover's body. Anne's hips half-lifted out of the water, and the older woman moaned in delight as her pussy squeezed on the makeshift dildo. The lifting of her hips had forced Wanda to release Anne's earlobe, so Wanda moved her mouth to a breast and began sucking on it hard. Anne shuddered and came, her orgasm causing waves in the bathwater to slop over the side and onto the floor. Her own personal waves of pleasure, though, far outstripped the water's waves, as Anne Franklin came in a torrent of love and ecstasy. After the bath, both women got out of the tub. After cleaning off the floor, they dried each other off, then went into Anne's bedroom to change clothes. Wanda had brought a few things over as she spent more and more time at Anne's house, and Anne had also bought some things for Wanda. Tonight, Wanda chose a short white nightgown, with no bra and a sheer thong, and covered it with a white robe. When Anne emerged from her dressing closet a few minutes later, she was wearing a black robe, and Wanda could only guess at what she was wearing underneath. However, Wanda thought, I'll see it soon enough. As they prepared dinner together, Anne told Wanda where she had been. Anne's home had a large basement, and Anne told her lover that she had recently been making improvements in the basement. A lot of time and money had gone into Anne's project, but Anne was just finishing it when Wanda had arrived. Anne hadn't heard Wanda enter, but when she came upstairs, she recognized Wanda's moans, and followed that sound to the bedroom. "So, what is down there?" Wanda asked with all the impatience of youth. "All in good time," Anne replied. "It's all a part of the evening. I have planned for us." Dinner was pork chops, applesauce, green salad, corn and white wine. As the ladies ate, they caught up with their lives for the past week. Since Anne had been at school and Wanda working, the two had not been together since Monday. Anne spoke of the feeling of optimism she had for her classes and the students. Wanda talked about the long days as a cashier and her hopes for an imminent promotion. The two women giggled when Anne mentioned that she had Wanda's younger brother, Roger, in her 11th-grade English class. Anne was still Wanda's secret. After dinner, the women loaded the dishes into the dishwasher, set it to run, and retired into the bedroom. Wanda stripped off her robe, hopped onto the bed, and lay on her side, wagging one finger at Anne in a "come-hither" pose. Anne, however, simply walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. "I need to talk to you, and it's important," Anne said to the teen. "So, why can't we talk with our arms around each other?" asked Wanda. "Because," Anne replied, "When we're entwined like that, we never really get to finish our conversation." "I know," giggled Wanda. "But it's more fun that way." "Wan-DA!" Anne cried in exasperation. "You need to listen to me. This is important." The teen sat up in the bed, and looked at her lover. She started to say something, but fell silent when she saw the seriousness in Anne's eyes. "Wanda, I love you very much," Anne began. "These past six weeks have been like a dream for me. You're everything I've ever hoped for in a lover. But i want more, and now is the time to ask you if you're ready for the next step in our relationship." "I ... I ... I," stammered Wanda. "I love you, Anne. I never thought my feelings could run this deep. Ask me anything, and I'll do my best to fulfill your desires and needs." "Then, I want you to move in with me," Anne replied. "I will offer you free room and board, clothes, food, and all my love. But I need something from you in return." This was too good to be true. Wanda was paying rent to her Mom, and now Anne was offering her a free living space. "What do you want from me?" Wanda said. "I want you," said Anne, "To be my slave, my servant, my sexual partner and sexual submissive. I will be your Mistress, and guide you to things you have never dreamed of, and things you've never even known you wanted." "You mean, like in those BDSM books you showed me?" Wanda said. "Those 'Sleeping Beauty' books by Anne Rice?" "Yes, my dear. Just like those books. And I have things I want to show you, areas that will be just for our pleasure. Please, come with me." Anne took Wanda by the hand and the two women walked down the stairs towards the basement. At the foot of the stairs, Anne covered Wanda's eyes with her hand, then opened the basement door. The women stepped inside. Wanda heard Anne turn on the light switch, then Anne removed her hand and Wanda took in the most incredible room she had ever seen. Close to the wall where the door was Wanda saw a classroom setting. A desk that looked similar to the one Anne had at school was set away from the wall, and a student chair was facing the desk. Attached to the armrests and front legs of the chair were clamps, lined with velvet. Looking clockwise from there, she saw against the second wall a large X-shaped wooden cross, with again clamps at each ending of the X. The third wall featured a bed, a table and a pommel horse like in the Olympics. Jutting from the end of the third wall and along the fourth wall to the door was a cell, six feet wide, almost 15 feet long, with straw on the floor and bars all the way to the ceiling. Hanging from the ceiling were several chains. Posted on the walls were whips, leather floggers (Wanda learned these terms later), straps, feather dusters and a shelf full of candles. On the table were many vibrators, handcuffs, mini floggers, small clamps, clothespins, scissors, a couple of knifes and many other things Wanda couldn't remember later. "This will be our playroom," Anne announced. "Here we will have scenes of torture, and lots of delight. You will learn that pain and pleasure are but two sides of the same coin. That will be your bed, unless I allow you into my own bed. If you accept my offer, you will learn all about everything in this room, and grow to love them all. "Do you have any questions?" "Um, yes," Wanda said timidly. "Why do you want this? I thought we were happy." Anne pulled Wanda close to her, and kissed her. Wanda responded automatically, though the question burned in her eyes. Still locked in the embrace, Anne answered. "I want this because I want to please you. I want our lives to be connected tighter than any other lives in the world. Do not worry, my love, I will never go too far, I will never scar you, I will never send you off with visible bruises. This will be a play area." "Can we ... can we ... try something out, love?" Wanda asked timidly. "Anything you desire, dear," Anne said. "Tonight we are still lovers and friends. We will not be Mistress-slave unless you agree." Wanda walked around the room. She was overwhelmed, and could not make any choices. "You decide, Anne," she said finally. "Get on the bed, love," Anne told her lover. Wanda eagerly replied. Anne walked over, picked up two pair of handcuffs, and locked Wanda's wrists against the headboard slats. Anne then removed her robe. Wanda's eyes bulged as she saw what Anne had on. Anne had chosen a black leather bustier, one that pushed up her natural 34c breasts. The nipples jutted out, and were encased by two small clamps. The black leather thong Anne wore, Wanda saw, had no crotch, and little alligator clips stretched Anne's pussy wide open. Wanda drooled looking at her lover, and saw that Anne's pussy was very wet. Anne strode to the bed, lifted one leg over Wanda and lowered her open pussy to just over Wanda's waiting mouth. With her hands locked tight, Wanda could not pull her lover lower. Instead, she tried to raise her head to get to the wet pussy hovering above her. Her tongue tip could only brush the pussy lightly, yet each brush caused a fresh shudder to come from Anne's body. Again and again Wanda licked, straining to place more of her tongue on Anne's pussy. Finally, frustrated that she couldn't, she changed tactics. Turning her head, Wanda lay a long lick on Anne's left inner thigh, followed by a series of kisses. The kisses went up the thigh until the lips could no longer touch it. Then the tongue came out again, and traced a line higher until it brushed Anne's open pussy lips again. Then the tongue moved down Anne's right inner thigh, culminating in kisses on the leg when her lips could reach the flesh. Back and forth Wanda's tongue traveled over Anne. Wetter and wetter Anne got, Wanda saw with satisfaction. Finally, on one jab with her tongue onto Anne's pussy, the older woman lowered herself suddenly. Wanda's tongue buried inside Anne's pussy, and her teeth scraped the exposed outer pussy walls. Wanda's tongue swept back and forth inside her lover. Deep thrusts, short jabs, long licks, short licks, Wanda did everything she could think of. She was soon rewarded, as Anne moaned and came, flooding Wanda's face with her delightful womanly cum. Wanda lapped at the juices, drinking in Anne's special fluids happily. After Anne's orgasm, she lifted off Wanda's face, turned, and leaned over her. Wanda's mouth was filled with breast, and she suckled happily around the metal clamp. Suddenly, she felt a cold metal object on her upper thigh. She heard a "snip" and felt in horror her panties slide open as the scissors Anne was wielding cut them away. More "snips" followed, and soon Wanda's nightgown was in tatters around her, and Wanda was nude in the middle of the fabric. The teen had felt herself getting wetter and wetter throughout the session, but she was still unprepared for what came next. Anne rose up and removed a clamp from her left nipple. She reached down, pinched Wanda's left nipple to hardness, then attached the clamp. A sharp pain centered on Wanda's breast. But surprisingly, a greater flow started from Wanda's pussy. Wanda was excited, and despite the pain, she wanted more. Anne repeated the process on the right nipple, and smiled as Wanda moaned, from lust and pain together. "Please, please," Wanda cried. "More!! More!!" Anne walked over to the table, and came back with their favorite vibrator. She took the vibe and flicked it on "high", then shoved it rapidly into Wanda's wet pussy. This was too much stimulation for the teen. She came, the torrent that had been building inside her releasing in wave after wave of total pleasure. Wanda screamed in joy, and came again quickly. Anne started moving the vibe in and out of the girl, and Wanda came a third time, then a fourth. Anne reached up and released the clamps. A feeling of relief swept over Wanda, and caused her to have a fifth orgasm. Wanda's Story Ch. 02 As Anne worked on Wanda's pussy, she smiled. This night had gone better than she had hoped. Wanda soon collapsed in total exhaustion, and Anne pulled the vibrator out and retreated from the room, letting her lover sleep. Wanda awoke at 4 am to the feeling of sex. Anne had returned, this time wearing a two-inch thick, 12-inch long strap-on. She was fucking Wanda like no man had ever done, the plastic cock never losing hardness inside her, the breasts of her now-naked lover scraping against the nipples on Wanda's. A small vibe was in Anne's hand, and she moved it over Wanda's clit as she fucked her. Wanda, lost in her lust, tried to reach up to pull Anne down for a kiss, but found she was still handcuffed. Instead, Wanda lay back and let her lover take her. Soon the teen was overtaken by another series of orgasms, the last two matched by Anne, who had moved the mini vibe into her own pussy for her own pleasure. Afterwards, Anne released Wanda and took her in her arms. The teen held Anne tight, not wanting to give up a second of the feeling of love flowing over her. They kissed, nuzzled, and fell asleep in each other's arms. At 8 am, Anne and Wanda woke for the day. Wanda had to go home and get ready for work. Anne reminded her about the offer to live together, and Wanda drove home, confused once again as her mind and emotions waged war in her head. Wanda entered her house and hopped in the shower. As the spray cleansed her body, it also seemed to cleanse her mind. Wanda dressed quickly, then noticed she just had time for a phone call before going to work. The woman on the other end picked up the phone on the first ring. Wanda only needed one line to express herself. "I'll be there at 8 pm tonight ... "Mistress." To be continued... Wanda's Story Ch. 03 It had been a long week for Wanda Catron. She had decided to move in with her former teacher, Anne Franklin, and be her slave. The moving process started Monday, a day off from work. By Friday, combining work and moving, she was all moved in. Wanda had been given a small room down the hall from Anne. The 18-year-old was surprised. After the past month of sex with Anne, she thought Anne would let her sleep in the big king-sized bed with her. But Anne had left Wanda a note, which Wanda found while Anne was off teaching at Independence High. "Wanda," the note began, "You will be given the room down the hall from me. Move only your clothes and your bed. Do not bring a radio, television, or any CDs. All these will be allowed only by permission from Me, your new Mistress. "I will be busy this week with preparations from Back to School night and Parent-Teacher conferences. I will expect you to be moved in by Friday, and for you to be available for me all weekend. Remember it is Columbus Day Weekend, so we will have three days together. Get the time off from work now. "Do not worry about working too much in the future. I will supply all your needs. "Your Mistress, "Mistress Anne." Wanda had followed the instructions in the letter. She got the weekend off from work, and looked forward to a wonderful reunion with her new roommate/lover. On Friday, she arrived home just before 3 pm. She went to her closet, planning to put something on very sheer, to please Anne. She threw open the closet door in her room and screamed! Most of her clothes were gone!! Wanda raced through the house, thinking a burglar had been there. But nothing else was missing except her clothes. She took a quick inventory. Besides the work-style clothes on her back, she had only one other bra, and that was was cut at the points of each cup, no panties, one pair of jeans, now cut very short, and one shirt with the sleeves cut off. She wandered into the living room in a daze. What had happened to her clothes? she sank onto the couch and started to cry. She had loved her clothes, and now they were all gone. Tears welled in her eyes and fell onto her cheeks. She was about to cry out in anguish when she heard a familiar voice from the hallway. "Wanda, stop crying and come here." Anne had appeared from the basement play area. Wanda tried to compose herself, but her grief was too unbearable. "My clothes are all gone, Anne!" she wailed. "Someone stole them, and cut up the only set of clothes left in my closet." "Come here, Wanda," Anne repeated. Wanda slowly got up and walked over to Anne. She yelped in real pain as Anne grabbed her tightly by the shoulder and forced her onto her knees. "Listen to me, little girl," Anne began. "I am your Mistress now. When I call you, no matter what you are doing, you immediately come to me. Do you understand?" "Yes, Anne," Wanda said through her pain. "I understand." "Call me Mistress from now on, unless I give you permission to use my name." "Yes, Anne," Wanda said. The next instant, Anne had slapped her hard across the face. Though shocked by the pain, Wanda still was able to respond, "Yes, Mistress." Anne released her hold on Wanda's shoulder. "I removed your clothes from your closet," she said. "From now on, you will wear what I choose for you to wear. I will lay out your clothes for you each morning. Now, go into your room and change into the clothes in the closet." "Yes, Mistress," Wanda replied. She scampered down the hall, dashed into her bedroom and changed. As she was changing, Wanda wondered what she had gotten into. During their month together, Anne had been a tender lover, a gentle partner, and a great friend. Tonight was the first time Anne had struck her, and Wanda wondered if being a slave meant you were always being hit. Wanda timidly exited the bedroom. The pants, with no panties underneath, were very short. They barely covered her pussy and reminded Wanda more of a pair of thongs than the pair of jeans they had been yesterday. She could feel her nipples, protruding from her bra, rubbing the silk of the shirt, which hd been cut to fall just below the bottom of her breasts. Most of her skin was bare. Anne looked at her new slave in appreciation. The teacher knew Wanda had never been involved in BDSM before, and Anne had a lot to teach her. Still, teaching a young woman like Wanda, a woman Anne had grown to love this past month, will be a great pleasure, she thought. Wanda stood in the middle of the room, unsure what to do. "Very good, my pet," Anne said. "Now, whenever you come into a room I am in, you must kneel and remain kneeling until I tell you to rise. You also must never speak to me unless I speak to you first. You will learn to communicate with your eyes when you need to say something. Now, kneel." Wanda fell to her knees, and automatically lowered her head. She had seen this done in movies set in the middle ages, and assumed (correctly) that she should do the same. Anne walked behind Wanda, grabbed the jeans, and pulled them tight through Wanda's pussy. Wanda moaned as the fabric split her pussy lips apart, then sighed as Anne stroked the split lips, making them swell a bit around the fabric. Wanda felt her nipples start to harden at Anne's play. Anne walked around in front of Wanda, then sat on the couch. She raised her skirt, revealing her shaved pussy. Wanda smiled, just slightly, and started crawling to her Mistress. "STOP!" Anne cried. "I did not give you permission to move!" Wanda, confused, stopped moving forward. Anne smiled, then started stroking her own pussy as Wanda watched. The teacher's slender fingers moved expertly over her own pussy. She teased her outer lips, then moved to rub her clit to hardness. She timed her movements perfectly, and returned to her pussy just as she started feeling a wetness grow. She spread her pussy lips, allowing Wanda to see the wetness Anne was producing. Then she thrust her fingers into her own pussy and, after making sure Wanda watched, pulled her fingers out and tasted her own pussy juices. An involuntary moan escaped Anne's lips, and she could see that her play was affecting Wanda as well. Wanda's face was flushing red, a sure sign she was turned on. Anne spread her pussy apart again, and said "Lick me, slave." Wanda crawled closer, and drove her tongue deep writhing her Mistress' pussy. As the teen started to move her hands to pleasure Anne more, she heard say "Tongue only!", so Wanda had to satisfy her Mistress with her tongue. Wanda worked hard on Anne. Her tongue licked deep into Anne's wetness, then moved to the clit. There, just the tip of Wanda's tongue dashed over Anne, driving the older woman close to orgasm. With a timing learned from their first month as lovers, Wanda instinctively knew when to leave the clit and reinsert her tongue into her lover's pussy. The timing was perfect. Just as Anne wanted her pussy full, Wanda filled it with her tongue. Anne lifted her hips in pleasure, pleased as Wanda kept her mouth glued to Anne as Anne shifted, then let her emotions go. Anne started cumming, her juices flowing over Wanda's tongue and into her mouth. Wanda sucked deeply at the cum Anne created, licking and sucking it from her Mistress. As Anne's orgasm faded, she reached down and pulled on Wanda's nipples. The nips, hard already, responded immediately to her lover's touch, hardening more. "Sit upright," Anne commanded. Wanda rose on her haunches, her breasts pointing at Anne. The teacher lifted the cut shirt, reached under a couch cushion, and found two nipple clamps. She grabbed each nipple in turn and clamped them tight. Wanda sucked in her breath at the pain of the clamps, but said nothing. Anne then added a chain to the ends of the clamps, and pulled Wanda's shirt down again. The chain could be seen dangling just under the bottom of the shirt now. "By my bedroom door is a pair of high heels," Anne told her slave. "Put them on and come back to me." Wanda did as she was told. The heels were almost two inches high, and Wanda wobbled a bit as she navigated her way back into the living room. She stood before Anne, then slowly turned when Anne told her to. Anne smiled. The heels made Wanda's legs even more shapely, and accentuated Wanda's bare butt cheeks even more. Anne felt lust growing for this girl, but the night was young, and Anne had plans. She reached into her handbag and came out with a dog collar and leash. "Put the collar on," Anne said. "We're going somewhere, and I don't want to lose you." A sudden fright filled Wanda. "We're going out? With me dressed like this?" "Do not worry, my pet," Anne reassured her. "Where we are going, no one will know who you are. And if you please me, I will let you sleep in my bed tonight." Wanda did as she was told, putting the thick leather collar around her neck. Anne gave Wanda an overcoat to wear, making Wanda feel a little less exposed. She followed Anne as the teacher pulled the leash into the garage. Wanda slid into Anne's Trans Am, and sat in silence as Anne navigated the car out of town and onto a small side road. 20 minutes later, Wanda saw the lights of a little bar, and Anne pulled into the parking lot. The neon sign said "Strip-O-Rama." Anne parked, got out, and took Wanda inside. The bar was dimly lit, like most bars, but Wanda could see enough. They were at a strip club just outside Logan. Anne led Wanda to a booth near the front and told her to sit down. As she did, Wanda could feel all the men in the bar, and some of the ladies too, looking at her. Anne went over to the DJ booth at the side of the stage. The DJ had just announced that "Bambi" was coming onstage and started a raucous number. Bambi strode into the spotlight, dressed like a schoolgirl. Wanda finally recognized the musical selection as Van Halen's "Hot For Teacher." Bambi, constantly moving, teased the men pressed close to the stage's runway. She undid the tight blouse, flashing large breasts held in check by a red velvety bra. She twirled her hips in time with the music, then suddenly twirled the schoolgirl skirt off her hips and onto the stage, showing off her red velvet thong. She leaned very close to the men now, letting them almost touch her before teasingly dancing away. She reached behind her and undid her bra, holding it onto her breasts by her forearms. Slowly she lowered the cups, until her breasts were fully exposed to the crowd. While a few men had started waving bills in the air as she started dancing, the number of bills in the air grew exponentially as Bambi became topless. The dancer captured a few between her breasts, letting them fall on the stage. Then the spotlight turned red, and Bambi glowed from a paint she had applied earlier. Her hands slipped to her thong, and she deftly removed them. All eyes were on the dancer as the spotlight returned to white. As it did, Wanda noticed Bambi was looking right at her and blew her a kiss. More and more bills filled the stage as the song ended. Bambi made quite a show of collecting her money, bending at the waist to pick bills off the stage, and showing the men her wet pussy at the same time. The music picked up again, this time a selection by George Thorogood, "Bad To the Bone." The naked Bambi started slithering on the stage, rolling onto her back to spread her pussy wider. The men in the front row had their eyes glued to the dancer, who started rubbing herself. As the wetness started gleaming in the spotlight, Bambi rose. She slid one finger through her pussy lips, and rubbed the wetness on her right breast. She then lifted the breast to her mouth and licked at it in a very exaggerated manner, letting everyone see her. She repeated the motion with her left breast. More men crowded to the dance floor stage, holding bills for Bambi. She spread more of her pussy's wetness onto her breasts, then went to one of the men. He put his bill in his mouth, and Bambi closed her breasts around the bill and his face. She pulled back, and removed the bill from his mouth. As the bill came free, the man's tongue darted quickly out to taste her cum-covered breast flesh. This scene continued for the rest of the song. Then Bambi collected all the money thrown on the stage, picked up her schoolgirl outfit, and headed behind the curtain and out of sight. Wanda was watching Bambi, enraptured. She had never been to a club like this, and Bambi was so beautiful. Wanda jumped, startled, as Anne's kisses struck the side of Wanda's neck. She had not noticed when her Mistress had returned, and moaned as she kissed her and nibbled lightly on the neck. "What did you think?" Anne whispered in Wanda's ear. "She was beautiful and very talented, Mistress," Wanda replied. "I don't think I could do that, though." "You are wrong, my girl," Anne said. "You can do that, and you will do that. Tonight." Wanda's eyes flew open in shock. She turned towards Anne, but before she could speak, the music started again and another woman started her dance routine. "Watch the dancers closely, my pet," Anne said. "You will be on in an hour, as part of Amateur Night here." Wanda knew better than to argue. Her cheek still stung from Anne's earlier rebuke. So she sat in silence, trying to remember the little things that the girls did as they stripped for the clientele. Between sets, Anne told Wanda that she would only have to do the first set, the basic strip, unless she won the contest. Only then she would get a second dance. The second dance, Anne explained, would be the one she would earn the big money on. "Besides, my pet, I have a little surprise for you if you win," Anne promised. As the time neared for the Amateur Night contest, Anne told Wanda to go into the bathroom. Anne handed Wanda some body glitter. "Spread this on your body, and remove the chain from your breasts. Leave the clamps on, however," she ordered. Wanda did as she was told, and got back to their booth just as the contest was starting. "Your name tonight is 'Little Heather'," Anne told her. "When they call you, you have three minutes onstage. I have picked out your music. Do me proud, my pet." "I will do my best, Mistress," Wanda replied. She then headed to the waiting area, with the other contestants. There were seven in all, with all body types and colors. First up was an African-American, Monique, with enormous breasts. Her act consisted of basically pulling off her clothes quickly and shaking her boobs at the guys. The men applauded fiercely for her. After her, a redhead with little nubs for breasts, appropriately calling herself Red, took the stage. She prolonged the striptease too much, and ended up sliding the bra and panties off her body just before the music ended. Two others came and went off the stage, with the audience watching and applauding, but not with the enthusiasm they gave Monique. As she watched, Wanda made mental notes about the flaws she saw in each routine, determined to look as professional as she could. Finally, the DJ said, "And now, direct from the dungeon, here is Little Heather!" Wanda stepped onto the stage, still in her overcoat. The music started, and Wanda noted that it was the newest Britney Spears tune, "Slave For You." Wanda started swaying, partly to dance, and partly to keep her balance with her two-inch heels. She loosened the belt from her overcoat, tossing it aside. The coat dropped open, and Wanda twirled, letting the coat fly farther from her body. A second twirl, and she found that she had pulled her arms from the coat while she had spun. She tossed it aside, and the men whistled at her. The body glitter reflected off her bare midriff, and her breasts pushed at the close-cut shirt. She bent over, and gave the audience a full view of her thong jeans and bare ass, with a hint of her pussy showing through. As she danced, she looked at where Anne should have been sitting. She wasn't there, and Wanda wondered where she had gone. Still, she couldn't just stop, she was under orders. Her hands undid the buttons on the short blouse, and as it dropped off her body, the men's cheers rose. The spotlight shone off the clamps, holding her nipples taut. She reached up and flicked at the clamps, feeling a slight sensation of pain, but a bigger sensation of wetness coming from her pussy. This strip tease was turning Wanda on. She lowered her jeans, hoping there wasn't too big of a wet spot on them. Now she was bare from below the breasts down. She moved her hands between her legs, then bent over and spread herself open, showing the men what they could never have from her. The men howled, and several bills flew onto the stage. The music was drawing to a close. Rapidly, Wanda removed her bra, showing her naked body to a man (or men, in this case) for the first time. She followed some examples seen during the night, and pushed her breasts close together. She bent her head a little and licked at the valley between her breasts. More and more money rained onto the stage, and as Wanda fell onto her back and split her legs wide apart, the song stopped. The men howled. They screamed. They clapped, louder than they had for anyone else that night, professionals included. Wanda collected her clothes and started to head offstage, when the DJ told her to go get her money. Smiling, she turned around and collected the bills. While there were many one dollar bills, Wanda did notice a couple of fives, a ten, and two twenties in her hand. Backstage, wanda counted the money quickly. She had $89 in her hand. She stuffed it into her overcoat pocket, sat down and breathed deeply. Her first public nudity was over. She relaxed, not paying attention to the last two dancers. Instead she wondered where Anne had gone to. Finally, the DJ called them all back onstage. In their pre-competition quickie meeting, the DJ had told the girls to come onstage as close to nude as possible, but to be covered up. Most of the girls put their clothes on, but no underwear. A couple, Monique included, wore only their underwear. Wanda chose to wear the overcoat over her naked body. Third prize, $10, went to Sally Anne, the dancer that had followed Wanda onstage. Second place, $25, went to Monique. "And in first place, by your applause," the DJ announced, "Winning $50 and another dance onstage ..." A drum roll filled the sound system. "Little Heather!" The girls crowded around Wanda, hugging her and giving her air kisses. Red was the exception. She gave Wanda a kiss full on the mouth, whispering "You're beautiful." Wanda felt Red's hand slip into her overcoat pocket, then out. The girls left the stage, leaving Wanda alone. Then the DJ spoke again. "Ladies and gentlemen! Before Little Heather dances for us again, let me introduce you to the woman that brought her here. Long-time patrons of the Strip-O-Rama will remember her. Here she is, the Mistress of Mystery!" The spotlight left Wanda and focused on the curtain entrance. The curtains parted, and a woman emerged, clad in a leather bustier, leather panties and leather boots that rode to mid-thigh. In one hand was a leather riding crop. The other hand held a small chain and a leather leash. Her face was covered by a leather domino-shaped eye-mask, and Wanda had to look twice before realizing it was her own Mistress Anne. Music started to play. A strong rock beat, accentuated by cracks from what sounded like a whip, enticed the audience. Anne danced around Wanda, swinging the crop at the girl and barely missing. "Unbutton the coat, then kneel," Anne said. Wanda did as she was told, the coat flowing open as Wanda fell to her knees. Anne pulled off her bustier as Wanda was undressing, showing that she was wearing a leather semi-bra, pushing up the teacher's breasts. Anne walked over, and dragged the crop between Wanda's breasts, to the cheers of the crowd. Wanda's Story Ch. 03 Wanda barely heard the audience. She was watching her Mistress perform, and getting wetter by the minute. Anne removed her bra and panties, leaving the boots on. Nearly naked now, she returned to Wanda's side and pulled the overcoat off her slave's body. She lifted one booted foot and put it right in front of Wanda's face. The girl automatically reached out her tongue and licked the boot as the audience howled. Next, Anne took the chain and re-attached it to Wanda's nipple clamps. She used the chain to pull the breasts tight against each other. The audience howled louder, covering the moan of pain that escaped Wanda's lips. Anne attached the leash to Wanda's collar and paraded her around the stage, keeping her just out of reach of the patrons. The music changed, but Wanda barely noticed. Anne said to her "Follow my lead and trust me." Wanda nodded. Anne moved to the center of the stage, and Wanda followed closely. Anne leaned over and kissed the girl deeply. Then Wanda felt the crop between her legs, slightly pushing at them. Wanda moved her legs apart, and she felt the crop rubbing at her pussylips. There was no more audience now, no more music. There was just the woman she loved, her Mistress, seducing Wanda right here on stage. Wanda had been getting turned on all night, and wanted Anne's magical touch. Anne dropped to her knees and pushed Wanda onto her back. Her head lowered, and she licked at Wanda's pussy. Anne looked up, and the spotlight showed Anne's face gleaming with Wanda's pre-cum juices. Anne turned around and strattled Wanda's face, then lowered her pussy onto Wanda's mouth. The teen started licking at her Mistress, not caring where they were. Anne's tongue drove into Wanda's wet pussy with a desire Wanda had never felt from her lover before. Wanda wanted, no, NEEDED, to match her Mistress lick for lick. Wanda wanted to make her Mistress cum. They got deeper and deeper into their 69. The men poured money onto the stage, but the two women were too into each other's needs to notice. Anne switched her mouth from Wanda's pussy to her clit, capturing it in her teeth and pulling. As Wanda moaned, close to cumming, Anne thrust the handle of her riding crop into Wanda's pussy, using it as a dildo. Wanda could handle no more. She screamed into her lover's pussy and came on the crop. Her juices flowed out of her pussy lips, past the crop handle, over her thighs and onto the stage. Wave after wave of emotional pleasure flooded Wanda's body. Still, though, Wanda kept her mouth glued to her Mistress' pussy. Her moans of joy hummed through Anne's body, causing the older woman to cum herself. Her orgasm nearly matched Wanda's in intensity and length. Slowly, Wanda came back to reality. She felt the smooth dance floor on her back, and saw the spotlight on her face as Anne lifted herself off Wanda and into a standing position. A quick tug of the leash, and Wanda was pulled into a kneeling position. Anne's hands dropped to Wanda's breasts, and she removed the nipple clamps. A fresh wave of pleasure engulfed Wanda, and she came again, just from the joy of feeling in her breasts again. Then the music stopped. Anne said "Collect our money, my pet!" Wanda scurried around the stage, collecting the bills that littered the floor. At every opportunity, remembering Bambi's collecting of her money, Wanda bent over, showing her still-dripping pussy to the men in the crowd. That brought a few more bills floating her way, which she also scooped up. After all the money was collected, Wanda went to where Anne was standing, close to the curtains. She dropped to her knees again, and the DJ cried out, "Ladies and gentlemen! Let's hear it for the Mistress of Mystery and her slave Little Heather!!" The crowd erupted again, cheering as loudly as before. Wanda noticed they were getting a standing ovation before Anne pulled the leash and took Wanda backstage. The crowd cheered for a couple minutes more, then quieted as the next act took the stage. Anne took Wanda to the dressing room, then together they counted their money. Wanda's initial take was supplemented by the $50 she had won as Amateur Night winner. The couple had brought themselves $532 from their sex act, bringing the night's income to $671. Anne took $75 to the DJ, giving him a club-standard 10 percent fee, plus a tip. Then Wanda and Anne showered together, cleaning up after their performance. Wanda was ordered to scrub Anne's body before doing her own body's cleaning, and the girl did as ordered. Driving home, Anne told Wanda that they were now booked at the Strip-O-Rama for three nights a week, starting next Friday night. Wanda nodded but said nothing. As Anne drove them home, Wanda's mind replayed the night, getting her wet all over again. As Wanda stripped for bed in her room, she put her hand in the overcoat's pocket. She found a note there. Pulling it out, she noticed it was from Red, the dancer at the club. Opening it, she read ... "I saw you earlier with the other woman, so I think I know which way you swing. If I'm right, please call me. I want you so badly, especially after watching your dance. My number is 555-3930. "Waiting by the phone, Amber (Red)." That night, cuddled in Anne's arms, Wanda could barely sleep. She was in love, and someone else wanted her. She had to decide what to do. Eventually, she made up her mind. Only then, knowing what she was to do, did she fall asleep next to her Mistress. Wanda's Story Ch. 04 Wanda Catron woke up that Saturday morning thinking she was dreaming. In her dream, her pussy was being filled by a cock, again and again and again. A confirmed lesbian, Wanda had no idea why she was having that dream. As she became more aware, she felt a weight on her body, and her legs wide apart. And to her total surprise, what felt like a cock was indeed ramming into her pussy. She flung her eyes open, then relaxed. She saw her Mistress, Anne Franklin, towering over her on the bed. She had put on her strap-on, and was waking up Wanda with a good fucking. Her fears gone, Wanda reached up, grabbed Anne's shoulders, and enjoyed the ride. The phallus filled her again and again, and Wanda wondered how long Anne had been fucking herr. She felt her wetness, and noted with joy her high state of arousal. Her hips lifted off the bed, and started meeting Anne's frantic thrusts, as the girl drover herself onto the strap-on cock as her Mistress drove the cock into her. Wanda's excitement grew and grew. She knew she would cum soon, and started preparing her mind for it. Each orgasm with Anne was special, especially now that Wanda had given herself to Anne as her slave. She wanted to please Anne, like she had last night with the show at the strip club. Wanda was just about to cum when suddenly Anne pulled the cock out of Wanda's pussy and lifted off the girl. Wanda, confused, reached her hands between her legs, preparing to masturbate to alleviate the enormous pressure that had built up. To her amazement, Anne said "No! Stop!!" Wanda froze, inches from her throbbing clit. "You will start learning a new rule today, my pet," Anne hissed. "All your orgasms are gifts from me, and you will only cum when I allow you to. As the start of this lesson, you will not cum until I tell you to cum. No matter how worked up you get, and believe me, pet, you WILL get worked up today, you will not cum. Understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Wanda replied through clenched teeth. The need to cum was overwhelming, but Wanda held it in. "Go get me breakfast, pet," Anne ordered. "Pancakes and sausage will be a good meal to start the day." "At once, Mistress," Wanda said, and she scampered, nude, into the kitchen. The cooking of the meal took only minutes. Wanda made two plates, put them on a tray, and carried them carefully into the bedroom. In addition to the food, Wanda had added coffee and orange juice. Anne watched her approach with a quizzical look on her face. "Pet," she said, "Do you wish your Mistress to be fat?" "Oh, no, Mistress," Wanda cried. "Why would you think that?" "You brought me two plates full of food, pet. Why?" "One is for me, Mistress." "Did I give you permission to eat?" Shocked, Wanda stammered, "No, Mistress." "Follow me, pet," Anne said. She got off the bed and headed down the hall, the strap-on dangling between her legs. Wanda, still carrying the breakfast tray, followed. At the end of the hall, Anne unlocked the door Wanda had been through once before. Anne turned on the lights and descended down the stairs, Wanda close behind. At the bottom of the stairs, they went through a second door into the basement playroom, a room filled with all sorts of devices for sexual pleasure or, as Wanda was to learn, punishment. "Place the tray on the bed, my pet," Anne said. Wanda hurriedly obeyed her Mistress. "Now, lean way over that pommel horse," Anne ordered. Wanda did so, and Anne went around and locked Wanda's wrists to the floor, using chains attached to a bolt in the cement floor and leather cuffs on the other end of the chain. She went around and did the same to Wanda's feet. Wanda tested the restraints, and found she could barely move. She wondered what Anne was about to do. Anne walked to the wall and selected a long paddle. The handle was 12 inches and an inch thick. The head of the paddle was 24 inches long and three inches wide the entire surface. Little air holes were cut into the wood at various points. "Slave," Anne said in a stern tone, "You will do what you are told, and nothing more. When I tell you to get me breakfast, you get breakfast for only me. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Wanda stammered. "You will learn, and this paddle will be the teacher," Anne said. With that, she swung the paddle with all her might, and a resounding "SMACK" echoed off the basement walls. Wanda cried in pain as the paddle slammed into her butt, making a large red welt. Anne swung again, and the pain increased for Wanda. Tears started flowing from her eyes, and all Wanda could say was "I'm sorry. I'm sorry," in a little whimpering voice choking with tears. The paddle flew into Wanda's butt two more times, then Anne stopped. "What is the lesson to be learned, girl?" Anne said. "I will follow orders exactly, Mistress," Wanda said through her sobs. Then the teen got a different shock. Anne had plunged the strap-on into her pussy with no warning, driving it to the hilt. Wanda sucked in her breath as her pussy was initially violated, then relaxed as Anne started a steady stroking rhythm into her. Wanda moaned, more from pleasure now than pain. Wanda grew closer to orgasm, enjoying the feel of the strap-on inside her. Then, just before Wanda went over the emotional edge, Anne pulled the dildo out, walked to the bed, and calmly ate her breakfast. After breakfast, Anne chose a large vibrating dildo. She shoved it into Wanda and turned the vibe to "High." As it purred inside Wanda's body, driving the teen crazy with lust, Anne moved to Wanda's face, and started feeding the teen the breakfast Wanda had made for herself. Wanda ate heartily, her mind not on the food, but the vibrator inside her. She thought about the night before, and her public nakedness, followed by her public sex with Anne. She drew ever closer to orgasm. She would have cum, but Anne gently whispered "No orgasm, pet," at just the right moment. To drive the thought of the orgasm from her mind, Wanda let her mind drift to the note slipped her last night by one of the dancers. Amber, who danced last night as "Red" had stated in the note she wanted Wanda. She had even given Wanda her phone number. Wanda decided that, whenever she got a free minute, she would call Amber. But Wanda did not have a chance that Saturday. Her entire day was spent in the basement, learning her role as a slave. Whenever she made a mistake, she would get strapped to the pommel horse, spanked, then driven to the edge of orgasm by Anne. By five that evening, Wanda was a tight bundle of nerves. Never before had she denied herself orgasm for so long. She needed to cum, desperately. But she could not speak to Anne about that, because she was not to speak unless spoken to first. Finally, an idea crossed her mind. Anne was lounging in a large rocking chair, one leg draped over the arm, watching a lesbian porno movie. Wanda crawled to Anne's feet and curled up on the floor. Anne looked down on her slave approvingly. As the movie progressed, Wanda turned her head and laid it on Anne's leg. Anne responded with soft caresses of Wanda's hair. Wanda in turn responded with a series of kisses to Anne's upper thigh. wanda turned around to kiss Anne higher, closer to her Mistress' pussy. Anne moaned in joy as Wanda's tongue flicked past Anne's pussy lips. She looked down, to see Wanda looking up at her, and as their eyes met, Wanda's look showed she wanted to go further. Anne nodded, then returned to watching the movie. Wanda smiled, then drove her tongue into Anne's pussy. Her licking and sucking, combined with the three-way sex scene Anne was watching, caused Anne to shudder and cum. The older woman's orgasm shook the rocking chair, but Wanda kept her mouth glued to her Mistress' pussy. As the orgasm faded, Wanda's tongue started working harder. In and out the tongue flicked into Anne. It moved from pussy to clit, driving the older woman wild. Anne wanted another orgasm, and knew the teen between her legs would give it to her soon. Wanda knew the signs she was looking for. Anne's breathing got ragged. Her hips lifted off the chair. The older woman moaned loudly, ready to cum. And Wanda chose that exact moment to stop what she was doing. "What?" Anne cried. "Don't stop. I ned to cum!!" "I need to cum, too, Mistress," Wanda responded. "Please, let's cum together." Anne smiled, then dropped onto the floor with Wanda. She intertwined her legs with the girl's, then started grinding her pussy onto Wanda's. Anne stated "Cum with me, pet." Their orgasms were simultaneous. Wanda's was harder, because she had needed to cum all day. Anne's pussy flowed with orgasmic juices. Wanda, surprisingly, felt something strange. Her orgasm-caused pussy juices, instead of flowing, burst forth from her body. She lifted her hips slightly, and pussy juices sprang forth like a gushing water fountain. Never before had Wanda cum like this, but it felt so good. Her juices flowed onto Anne's abdomen, causing the elder woman to laugh and cum again, pleased that her girl had cum like this. After their orgasms subsided, Wanda turned around and started licking Anne's body clean. She loved the taste of the orgasmic juices on her Mistress, and hoped her Mistress would make her cum like that again. ****************************************** Amber heard the car pull into her driveway and removed her robe. She knew that her boyfriend, Erich, was home and also knew it was time for some heavy lovemaking. Amber's pussy started flowing just at the thought of Erich inside her. The door opened, and Erich strode inside, smiling at the sight of Amber's nude body. A large African-American man at 6-6, 290 pounds, Erich was a defensive tackle at Utah State University. He was twice all-conference, and was a preseason All-America pick. It was said her might go high in that spring's NFL draft. Because he played football in the fall, he spent most of his week on the football field, practicing or lifting weights until late in the evening. He also believed that sex during the week took away his focus on the upcoming game. But from the time he got home after the game on Saturday night until he went back to school Monday morning, he and Amber were all over each other sexually. They spent almost every minute in bed, or somewhere else in the house, making love to each other. Amber walked over to Erich and dropped his gym shorts to the floor. Erich wore no underwear after games, the better to facilitate the start of their sexual games. Amber dropped to her knees and started sucking Erich's cock. It was 12 inches long, and almost two inches thick, as well-proportioned as the rest of Erich's body. Amber's mouth opened wider and wider, so by the tenth time down his shaft, Amber had sucked Erich's cock all the way down her throat. As she sucked his cock to hardness, Amber's tongue licked at the shaft. Her hands massaged Erich's well-developed pecs and rock-hard abs. When Erich was very hard, he lifted the small woman up. Amber, who was barely 90 pounds soaking wet, was an easy woman to lift up. She was also as lithe as a gymnast, which she had been in high school. Though not good enough to continue gymnastics in college, she continued her gymnastics exercises with these sex sessions. Erich lowered Amber down onto his cock, and they started fucking. Erich's cock filled Amber fully, and she moaned with the first thrust. Her legs and arms wrapped around Erich's body, and she rubber her 32A breasts on Erich's chest. The lineman stroked deeply into his girlfriend, giving her a quick orgasm, then another, and a third, longer one. After the third, Erich carried Amber, still impaled on his cock, over to the couch. He lifted her off his cock and turned her over the edge of the couch. They must have won, Amber thought quickly, as Erich slowly shoved his cock into Amber's tight asshole. Erich only fucked Amber's ass after a Utah State victory. Amber cried in pain and lust as the thick cock impaled her anally. She loved the feel of his cock in her ass, and she built to another orgasm. Erich's fingers found her clit and roughly rubbed at it. Amber came again, bouncing her ass deeper onto Erich's pole with her gyrations. Erich could hold off no longer. A loud grunt signaled the end, and Erich's cock spasmed, his balls tightened, and he came. Sticky semen shot into Amber's ass, flowed deeply, filled the canal and started coming back. As Erich shot a third and fourth load into Amber, the white semen oozed around his cock and out the rear opening. Erich pulled his cock from Amber's ass, and more cum flowed out of it as the sphincter closed up. Amber rolled over, grabbed her man tightly, and kissed him deep. "I love you," she said. *********************************************** Wanda awoke Sunday morning in the basement bed. She was alone, but quickly remembered the joys of the night before. Anne had finally put a cooling aloe on her reddened ass, then had gently buzzed a small vibrator over Wanda's clit, causing Wanda to cum and cum and cum. Wanda had fallen asleep, exhausted. She rose from bed and padded up the stairs. She was shocked to see it was almost noon. Why had Anne let her sleep so late? She peeked into Anne's bedroom, but she wasn't there. As Wanda went into the kitchen, she found a note that said Anne had gone to the store, and to do some shopping. Anne's note said she would be back at 5 pm that evening. With her Mistress gone, Wanda took her chance. She went into her room, got the coat she had worn Friday night, and called Amber's number. Amber and Erich were in a deep 69 when the phone rang. Amber, on top, lifted her mouth off Erich's hard cock and answered the phone. "Hello?" "Amber? Hi, it's Heather from the Strip Club. Did I bother you?" "No, love," Amber said. "I'm just getting ... oooohhhh ... eaten out by my boyfriend. Thanks for calling, though." "Oh, my," Wanda said. "I'll call back." "No, love ... god, yes, baby, right THERE!! I wanted you to call me. I want to see you." "Your boyfriend won't mind?" "Hell, no. I'll explain later. Listen, when can we .. we .. . so close, baby, so close ... get together?" "How about Tuesday afternoon? I'll be alone all evening, and would love to spend it with you." "OK. Let's meet at the mall, OK? Fourish?" "OK, that's a date. See you then." Wanda waited for a reply, but instead heard Amber moaning loudly into the phone as Erich pushed her to orgasm with his tongue. She hung up the phone when she hearn Erich say "Suck me off, baby." Wanda spent the day watching TV, reading about Mistress/slave relations on the internet, and fixing dinner. She wanted to have a special evening ready for Anne when she got back home. ************************************************ When Anne opened the door that evening, she found Wanda, nude, kneeling in the hallway. Her head was lowered in respect, her hands were on her thighs, and her legs were slightly apart, showing Anne Wanda's pussy. Wanda wore only a dog collar around her neck, and in her hand she held the leash. Anne smiled and took the leash lead. She led Wanda into the living room. Anne sat in her favorite chair, and Wanda, still on her knees, started removing Anne's shoes and stockings. As each foot was bared, Wanda attacked it with her tongue, licking and cleaning her Mistress' foot off. Anne barely suppressed a moan. Her feet were very sensitive, and she loved having her toes sucked. While she had not broached the subject with Wanda yet, she knew she would soon, because the girl was sucking each toe in turn, unaware of the tremendous turn-on this was for Anne. After the foot cleaning, Wanda removed Anne's shirt, licking her upper body clean. She then removed her bra, allowing her tongue to roam over her Mistress' well-proportioned breasts. Anne could stifle her moans no longer, and she started a low moan that came from deep within her body. Wanda just smiled, and continued her tongue bath of her Mistress. Finally, Wanda's hands pulled at the jeans Anne wore. As she slid them down Anne's legs, Wanda's tongue trailed the denim by only a fraction of an inch, her tongue moving down Anne's right leg, then her left. After the jeans were off, Wanda started at the ankle and licked higher and higher, causing Anne to shiver with delight. Wanda's tongue passed Anne's knees and went higher. it moved leg to leg, but always seemed to go back to the exact spot she had left when it went back to each leg. Anne felt her orgasm approaching, and tried in vain to stop it. Her attempts resulted in a faint squeak from the older woman, followed by an intense orgasm. As her Mistress calmed from her orgasm, Wanda's hands slid into Anne's panties and, with a slight lift of the woman's butt, slid the panties off. Wanda took the cum-soaked lingerie into her mouth and sucked the cum juices out of them, as Anne watched in glee. Then Wanda turned to Anne's pussy, licking slowly all around it, cleaning it off. Anne felt another orgasm coming on. Wanda's tongue seemed to be everywhere between Anne's legs ... on her pussy lips, on her clit, on her perineum, teasing her asshole. The tongue never stayed in one place for long, moving everywhere rapidly. Anne wanted that tongue between her pussy lips, but Wanda never parted the outer labia's folds. Anne held on as long as she could, but when Wanda's tongue darted to the clit for the fifth or sixth time, Anne gave up and came again. As she shuddered in orgasmic pleasure, she felt Wanda's mouth plant on her pussy, sucking the juices out of her Mistress as her Mistress came and came. When the orgasm was over, Wanda crawled over to a box near the corner. She brought out Anne's sheerest negligee, and wrapped her Mistress in it. She then took Anne's hand, and led her to the dining room. As Anne sat at the table, Wanda brought out the meal. Barbequed beef ribs, smothered in sauce, dripped on Anne's plate, accompanied by corn on the cob, potato salad and a sparkling red wine. Anne smiled heartily, said "Thank you, my pet," and started to eat. Wanda sat on the floor, leaning her head on her Mistress' thigh. "Come, eat with me," Anne said. Wanda smiled, crawled into the kitchen, and came out a minute later with her own plate. Anne gave permission for Wanda to speak freely, and the two women talked together through dinner and dessert, a hot peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream. they talked about Anne's day, and about Wanda's readings. Nothing was said about the phone call to Amber. After dinner, Anne rose lazily. Wanda jumped from her chair and knelt at Anne's right side, her leash in her hand. Anne took the leash and led her slave down into the playroom. As they entered the playroom, Anne got her next surprise. Wanda had covered the bed in rose petals, and sprayed the room with a flowery fragrance. Anne smiled at her slave, then noticed she was butting her head on Anne's leg. "Speak, my pet," Anne said. "Mistress," Wanda began, "I have something I need to say to you." "Yes, pet?" "I've never said this before, Mistress, but ... but ..." Wanda went quiet for a few seconds as Anne waited. "I love you, Anne, and I want to be your slave for as long as you'll have me." Anne fought back tears as Wanda said this. Her dream had come true. She had a real-life slave, not a make-believe one on the internet or at the strip club. Anne lifted Wanda onto the bed. She spread the teen's legs wide and crawled between them. Just before her tongue drove into Wanda for the first time that night, Anne said "I love you, too, Wanda Catron." They stayed in that bed until late Monday night, making love with each other with a passion neither had thought possible. They had spoken their words of love, and nothing, Anne thought, could come between them. Wanda's Story Ch. 04 But even as Wanda rode through her last orgasm that Monday night, her mind was on her meeting the next day with Amber. It would be a meeting that would change Wanda forever. Wanda's Story Ch. 05 Wanda Catron stood at the railing in the mall, overlooking the food court. It was 4:25 pm, and the person she was going to meet had not arrived yet. Wanda wondered if she was even going to show up. As the wondered, her mind reviewed the events of the past few days. Wanda was a slave. She had chosen to be the slave of her former High School English teacher, Anne Franklin. as part of her first day as a slave, Anne had taken Wanda to the Strip-O-Rama, a strip club outside Wanda's home in Logan, Utah. There Wanda had won the weekly Amateur Night strip contest, and had also met Amber. Amber had been another contestant in the contest, and while congratulating wanda on her victory, Amber had slipped a note to Wanda. The note stated that Amber wanted to meet Wanda privately. Wanda had called Amber, and set up the meeting for today at 4 pm. It was the day after Columbus Day. Mistress Anne had gone to work that day, leaving out a set of clothes for Wanda to wear and instructions for Wanda to follow. Wanda had bathed, then dressed in the black push-up bra with a hole for her nipples, crotchless panties, powder blue shirt and matching miniskirt, then gone to her job at Wal-Mart. Following her Mistress's instructions, Wanda filled out forms to take a leave of absence from work. As Anne had said in her letter to Wanda, it was doubtful that Wal-Mart would give Wanda time off to be a stripper, and besides, stripping will bring Wanda more money than Wal-Mart will. After the papers were filled out, Wanda hurried over to Anne's school, Independence High. She arrived just as Anne's class was being dismissed for lunch. Wanda stood quietly in the back of the room and watched Anne help a couple of girls that had questions regarding the day's assignment. When they left the classroom, Anne walked over and locked the door. "Come here, slave," Anne called. Wanda dropped to her knees and crawled to Anne's desk. Anne was sitting in her chair and when Wanda turned the corner of her desk, she saw that Anne was sitting in her chair with her dress up and her legs spread. Anne was not wearing any panties. Wanda licked her lips in anticipation, but sat a respectful distance from her Mistress, awaiting orders. Anne reached into her purse and pulled out a 12-inch dildo. "Fuck me with this, my pet," she ordered. Wanda took the toy and brushed it over Anne's pussy lips. The first pass was very light, just barely touching Anne's skin. The second pass of the dildo made a firmer contact, but stayed on Anne's skin. The third pass just barely spread Anne's outer pussy lips apart, and also got a low moan from the teacher. The fourth time the dildo stroked on Anne's pussy, Wanda shoved the toy hard, filling her Mistress with the plaything. Anne bit her lip to keep from screaming as Wanda started moving the dildo in and out of the older woman, twisting it as it drove into Anne. This twist drove Anne wild. She felt the dildo grab her inner pussy walls and pull at them as it twisted, giving a greater sensation than if the dildo had just gone in and out. Wanda smiled, watching her Mistress ride the fake cock she was manipulating into her body. She saw Anne's pussy start to secrete juices, showing Wanda that Anne was nearing climax. Through her moans, Anne was able to say "Use your mouth, pet." Wanda moved very close, and grabbed Anne's clit with her teeth. A gentle suck, then a hard pull, and Anne started cumming. She moaned loudly, then bit her lip again. The juices flowed rapidly from Anne's pussy as the orgasm gathered in intensity, then dropped Anne off the orgasmic cliff into sexual oblivion. Wanda moved her mouth from Anne's clit to below the dildo, sucking and licking the juices her Mistress was exuding, trying to keep any from falling onto the chair or the floor. As Anne came back to reality, she reached down and helped Wanda slowly remove the dildo from Anne's pussy. Anne then guided the fake cock to Wanda's mouth, making the slave suck on it and clean it off. Wanda did her best, considering she had never had a real cock in her mouth. She tried to imitate what she had seen in one of the porno movies Anne had shown her that past weekend. She did well enough, because Anne looked very pleased when Wanda finished her cleaning job. Anne took back the dildo, then told Wanda to rise. The girl did so, then saw that Anne had a strap-on dildo in her hand. But this strap-on looked different. "Put this on, my pet," Anne ordered. As Wanda took the strap-on, she saw why it looked different. The strap-on cock was on the inside, facing up. As Wanda pulled the device over her legs, the fake cock, smaller than the dildo they had used earlier, poked at Wanda's pussy. "All the way up, my pet," Anne said. Wanda reached down, and slowly inserted the dildo into her own pussy. When it was all the way in, Wanda tightened the belt strap, then looked at her Mistress. "Walk around the room," Anne told the girl. Wanda did so, feeling the dildo sliding through her with every step she took. A low moan escaped Wanda's lips. "I will be here until 9 pm tonight," Anne said. Wanda knew it was Back-To-School night, so Anne would be busy. "Keep that on until I arrive home. Whenever you feel the need to cum, you may do so. Don't forget to do the chores on your work list." Wanda said she would, then left just as Anne's first post-lunch class started arriving at the door. Wanda wondered if any of those teens could smell the sex sweat on Anne's body, or the juices that were starting to build in her own pussy. Wanda hurried through the chores she was given. In the supermarket, she had her first orgasm. She stifled her cries by biting into a piece of celery, the closest thing she could grab. Still, a young clerk looked knowingly at her, as if he knew what was between her legs. He followed her for a couple of aisles, then got stopped by another customer looking for Mexican Hot Sauce, leaving Wanda to shop alone. Her second orgasm came as she was loading the groceries into the car. This time, she sat down on the car's seat and enjoyed the orgasm. The third orgasm was by far the most embarrassing. She had been sent to the local porn book store to buy a video for Anne, and the orgasm hit her as she was looking at the x-rated movies. The entire store, small to begin with, heard Wanda's first moans, and it seemed every eye in the place, all of them male, were watching her as she orgasmed. Afterwards, one of the customers, a big former-jock, came over and tried to pick Wanda up. His pick-up line, "I can make you moan 10 times harder than those moans," caused Wanda to giggle, then laugh, sending the guy away more embarrassed than she had been moments before. Wanda got her other chores done quickly, then rushed home, putting everything away. Her next orgasm was at home, and Wanda fell to the floor and thoroughly enjoyed this one, knowing no one as watching her. After that, she went to the mall, arriving just at 4 pm. She waited in the food court for Amber in vain for 20 minutes, then went up the escalator and scanned the food court again from the upper level. Wanda gave up and turned away from the railing. She took one step, and literally ran into Amber Anderson, who had been running to meet Wanda. Amber, a small, light woman, fell on her small ass as the women collided. Wanda knelt down and took Amber's head in her hands, looking into the deep green eyes that looked back at her. "Are you all right?" Wanda asked apprehensively. "Sure," Amber replied quickly. "I've had worse falls off the balance beam." "You're a gymnast?" Wanda said. "Was," corrected Amber. "I've done gymnastics since I was 6, but I wasn't good enough for the college team. Sorry I'm late, by the way. class got out late, and traffic was horrible." "Don't worry," Wanda said. "Are you hungry?" "A bit, though more thirsty. Let's go get something." The girls went to the food court and ordered Orange Julius's. As they sat and drank, they talked and learned about each other. Their conversations were of a general nature. Wanda learned Amber was 20, and learned about her boyfriend, Erich Buchanon, the star defensive lineman on the Utah State football team. Amber learned that Wanda was 18 and had just moved in with Anne. "So, what was that Mistress-slave thing at the Strip-O-Rama the other night," Amber asked. "That was a hot session you two did." "That was Anne, and it was very impromptu," Wanda said. "I didn't know she was doing that until she was on stage with me. It led to the managers hiring me. I start Friday." "I'll see you there, then," Amber answered. "I've been going to those Amateur Night contests for four months now, and I have yet to win anything. But I like the thought of showing off my body, and it does bring in an extra $30 bucks or so." "That was my first time there," Wanda admitted. "And you won! What was your secret?" "I don't know," said Wanda in all honesty. "I just did what I saw the other girls doing up on stage. They played to the crowd, showing the guys what they wanted to see. I did the same." Amber looked straight at Wanda and smiled. She lowered her voice a little and said "I liked what I saw, too. You showed me what I wanted to see ... and would like to see again." Wanda took the hint. "Let's get out of here," she said. "We'll go in my car. I'll bring you back here later." They stood together, then walked close together to the parking lot. They didn't touch, but both could feel the electricity flowing between them. Wanda drove a 97 Mustang with automatic transmission. As they got into the car, Amber got a mischievous look on her face. "I'll bet I can fit on the floor of the car between your legs," she said. Wanda looked at the space. It was pretty small. "Nope, I don't think you can," she said. "Can to. What will I get if I do?" "If you fit down there, you can have anything you want that I can provide. If you can't I get anything I want that you can provide." "Deal!" Amber told Wanda to drive to a far corner of the mall parking lot. Wanda did, then watched as Amber got out and came around to her side of the car. She opened the door and instructed Wanda to swing her left leg out of the car. Wanda did so, and Amber scrunched herself down into a small ball. A small woman at 4-8, she was lucky if she weighed 90 pounds. She took perfect advantage of her gymnast's training. She slid onto the floor, touching Wanda's right leg in the process. Wanda brought her left leg into the car, then closed the car door. Amber was crowded against wanda's legs, but she fit. "I'm impressed," Wanda said. "The prize is yours. What do you want?" An evil grin crossed Amber's face. "Drive home with me staying right here," she said. "I'll spend my time playing with you, so concentrate on your driving." Wanda was shocked, but had to agree. Amber reached up Wanda's skirt, and the shock moved from Wanda to Amber. "What's this in here?" Amber asked. Wanda blushed. She had almost forgotten the dildo shoved into her pussy by the strap-on. But before she could say anything, Amber had loosened the straps, and started moving the dildo in and out of Wanda's wet pussy. "Drive," Amber hissed. "Here's the next contest. I'll bet I can make you orgasm before you get home. Same prize as last time." "Agreed," Wanda said. She started the car, and drove onto the street. Amber worked the dildo in and out of Wanda's pussy as she drove. The lithe gymnast moved her head between Wanda's legs and licked all around the dildo as it went in and out. Amber moved her tongue from Wanda's pussy to her clit, then back, moving the dildo in a never-ending rhythm meant to drive Wanda to orgasm. The teen, however, had a secret weapon. The previous three days, her Mistress had been teaching the teen orgasm denial and orgasm control. Wanda came close a couple of times, but whenever she came close, she followed Anne's teachings about self-control and refused to orgasm. Fifteen minutes later, Wanda pulled into the driveway of her home and turned off the motor. That was the signal that she had won this bet, and Amber had to pay up. It was also what Wanda had been waiting for. As Amber slowed her rhythms, admitting defeat, Wanda said "Do that a minute more." Amber resumed her play with Wanda's pussy, and Wanda let go. Her orgasm built quickly, and Wanda came, juices flowing out of her pussy as the moans of joy flowed from Wanda's mouth. Amber plastered her mouth on Wanda's pussy, licking all the cum she could. Amber looked at Wanda as the orgasm ebbed. "You were holding out on me," she said. "I feel cheated." "You mean like you cheated me with that flexible gymnast's body of yours?" "OK. We're even. You get anything from me you want." Wanda opened the door. Amber unfolded herself as she got out of the car, and Wanda followed her. Wanda then led the way into the house and took Amber down into the basement. Amber's eyes popped out as she saw the playroom for the first time. Close to the wall by the door was a classroom setting. A desk that looked similar to the one Anne had at school was set away from the wall, and a student chair was facing the desk. Attached to the armrests and front legs of the chair were clamps, lined with velvet. Looking clockwise from there, she saw against the second wall a large X-shaped wooden cross, with again clamps at each ending of the X. The third wall featured a bed, a table and a pommel horse like in the Olympics. Jutting from the end of the third wall and along the fourth wall to the door was a cell, six feet wide, almost 15 feet long, with straw on the floor and bars all the way to the ceiling. Hanging from the ceiling were several chains. Posted on the walls were whips, leather floggers (Wanda learned these terms later), straps, feather dusters and a shelf full of candles. On the table were many vibrators, handcuffs, mini floggers, small clamps, clothespins, scissors, a couple of knifes and many other things. Wanda led Amber to the bed, then they both sat on it. Wanda wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, pulled her close, and kissed her deeply. As their lips met, Wanda's parted, and her tongue pushed into Amber's mouth. Amber's tongue met Wanda's, and together the two tongues danced together as the women kissed harder and deeper. Wanda's hands moved first, unbuttoning the blouse Amber wore. She slid the fabric over Amber's shoulders, and onto the bed. Her hands slid the bra straps off Amber's shoulders, and the teen pulled the bra off Amber's body. Wanda's head tilted, and latched onto one of Amber's breasts. They were so small, Wanda could suck the entire breast into her mouth. She found, though, that Amber's greatest stimulation came when just the nipple was in Wanda's mouth, to that's what she sucked on, and bit, and coaxed to a full erection. While Wanda sucked on the one nipple, her fingers played with the other, so both nipples came erect with equal stimulation. Amber, though enjoying Wanda's ministrations on her breasts, wanted to reciprocate. The small hands pulled the blouse off Wanda's body, and then Amber stared. she had heard about bras with the ends missing, but had never seen one until now. Amber's fingers pulled at Wanda's nipples, teasing them as Wanda teased Amber's. Amber moved first when it came to skirts. She lifted Wanda's ass off the bed slightly, and pulled the blue skirt off her shapely legs and onto the floor. Amber grabbed at the strap-on and started shoving it into Wanda,deep, then out, then deep again. Wanda's breathing turned ragged again, as she neared another orgasm. Amber put her other hand on Wanda's clit and rubbed, timing the rubbing with her sucking of Wanda's nipples. Wanda bit down hard on Amber's breast and came. She flowed so much it looked like she had wet the bed. Amber kept sucking Wanda's breast through the orgasm, smiling as she sucked to know she could get this response from the girl. Wanda wanted to make Amber cum now. She pushed the smaller woman onto her hands and knees and pulled her black thigh-length skirt off her small ass. At the same time, she pulled Amber's high-cut panties off her body as well. Amber lowered to her elbows, raising her ass higher for Wanda. The teen took the hint. She shoved two fingers into Amber's pussy, and was amazed at the wetness she found. She moved the fingers in and out of the gymnast's body, bringing her to greater pleasure. After a few minutes of this, Wanda pulled the fingers out of Amber, moved them higher, and slowly shoved them into Amber's ass. The fingers stretched Amber easily, and the woman squeaked as her orgasm neared. Wanda, meanwhile, rolled over and thrust her tongue onto Amber's throbbing clit. She started sucking it, a sensation amber had not had in a long while. The redhead fought her desires for a few minutes, then fought no more. She came, splashing Wanda's neck and lower chin with her orgasm. Amber was a "squirter", and Wanda got a faceful of cum from her partner. To stop the drenching, Wanda moved her mouth and sucked Amber's juices down her throat. Amber calmed a minute, then turned around. She pulled the strop-on out of Wanda, discarding it over the side of the bed, and dropped her face onto Wanda's pussy. The girls were in a torrid 69, each trying to shove her tongue deeper into her partner's pussy than that partner's tongue was in her own. They both licked and licked, driving themselves and each other to another orgasm. As Wanda neared climax, Amber suddenly moved her head and drove her tongue into Wanda's anus. No one had ever licked Wanda's ass before, and it caused the teen to gush in a huge orgasm. That orgasm triggered Amber, who squirted into Wanda' mouth as she came as well. After their orgasms, the girls cuddled together for a bit. Amber finished stripping Wanda's underwear off, leaving both girls completely nude. Wanda scampered to the little fridge behind the school desk and pulled out some sandwiches and soda for them to eat. Having regained some of their strength through eating and resting, the girls decided to play with some of the other equipment in the room. Amber's eyes settled on the pommel horse, and she told Wanda she had an idea. They walked over to it, and Wanda followed Amber's instructions to the letter. First, Wanda knelt down with her back to the horse. Amber pulled a couple of the ceiling chains over near the horse, to hold for balance. She placed one leg up on the top of the pommel, and started scooting the leg on the floor farther and farther away. Soon Amber's legs were straight out from each other, her pussy inches from Wanda's face. Wanda gazed in awe as the pussy opened itself up as Amber did her vertical split. Wanda could see deep into the pussy she had been fucking, and would now fuck again. The teen started by taking a long thin dildo and shoving it into Amber's pussy. The split pussy lips did not feel the dildo until it was well inside Amber's body, then Wanda watched in awe as the dildo was sucked into Amber's pussy. As Wanda stroked the dildo in and out, she moved her mouth close to the outer pussy lips, and stretched her tongue onto the inner lips. This excited Amber tremendously. The gymnast gripped the chains tighter, to keep from falling on her lover. Wanda licked and stroked into Amber's pussy, watching in wonder as the pussy walls reddened slightly before amber released her orgasm, flushing pussy juices onto Wanda's tongue in her excitement. After that orgasm, it was Wanda's turn to be aroused. The teen chose the school setting, sitting in the teacher's chair and spreading her legs over the chair's arms. While not able to do a split like Amber had done, Wanda still was able to imitate her Mistress, as Amber licked Wanda's pussy in a similar fashion as when Wanda had licked Anne's pussy earlier that day. Thinking of her Mistress and the sexual encounter at the school triggered Wanda, and she came hard, giving Amber plenty to drink. Wanda's Story Ch. 05 Amber looked up as Wanda calmed. "Stay seated right there," the girl said. Wanda wondered what Amber was going to do. The girl took a few steps back, then started to cartwheel towards Wanda. The second revolution brought Amber's legs around Wanda's head, and she wrapped her thighs around her partner, lifted up and drove her tongue back into Wanda' pussy. Wanda, now holding an upside-down Amber in her lap, followed suit, using her tongue to lick Amber's perineum, the sensitive skin between the pussy and the anus. Amber's muffled screams of joy reverberated through Wanda's body as the licking intensified. Both girls quickly added fingers into their partners. Amber's fingers filled Wanda's pussy, as three of the gymnast's digits buried inside Wanda. In turn, Wanda took her finger, teased it around Amber's pussy lips, then shoved it hard into Amber's ass. Fresh moans emanated from both girls. The chair shook as each girl grew closer to climax. Wanda pulled her finger out of Amber's ass, causing the girl to whimper. She reached high ands swatted Amber's petite ass cheek, before filling the asshole with finger again. This swat made Amber cum. As the pain of the swat shot through Amber, she bit down on Wanda's outer pussy lips. This pain triggered Wanda's orgasm, and both girls came together. Shrieks of joy and excitement filled the basement as they let go, loving the feelings they were giving each other. As Wanda calmed down, she stood up carefully, still holding Amber upside-down. She waddled to the bed and collapsed. Amber turned around and put her arms around her new lover. They were exhausted, and soon drifted to sleep. How long they slept, Wanda did not know. But they both woke up when a loud voice cried out "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Anne had come home, and was standing over the girls. She had a leather flogger in her hand, and was brandishing it menacingly. Wanda's Story Ch. 06 Wanda Catron sat straight up in bed, suddenly wide awake. Her Mistress, Anne Franklin, had spoken to her in a very stern voice, rousing her from a delightful slumber. As she focused her eyes on her Mistress, Anne's voice spoke again. "What is going on here?" she demanded. Wanda's eyes flashed quickly to her bed partner. Amber Anderson was cringing at the far end of the bed. A small girl at 4-8, she seemed to be all eyes at the moment. And her eyes were focused on the leather flogger in Anne's hands. Wanda got out of bed and knelt beside Anne. "Mistress," Wanda began, "This is Amber, the girl you saw as 'Red' last Friday at Strip-O-Rama. Please remember, Mistress, I had told you I was meeting her today. You approved, and told me to size her up for future use." Anne looked down at her slave, then over to Amber. She smiled slightly, then looked back at Wanda, her facial expression stern again. "Over to the X-Cross, slave," Anne ordered. Wanda crawled off. Against one wall of the play basement was a long X-shaped device. Wanda went to that, then stood. Anne strapped Wanda's wrists on each arm of the upper part of the cross, and each ankle to the lower arms. Wanda's back was to her Mistress, so she did not see Amber do a very brave thing. Amber dashed out of bed, as nude as Wanda was, and placed her body in front of Wanda's as Anne was reaching back to strike Wanda with the flogger. "Stop, please," Amber begged. Anne halted her swing just before striking Amber, then looked at the girl. "Why?" she asked. "Because, Ma'am, anything you think Wanda did wrong was all my fault," Amber explained. "I came on to her first, and I can be pretty persuasive. Please, don't hurt her." Anne looked down at the small girl. Anne, at 28 the oldest woman in the basement, took Amber's hand in her own, and tried to gently pull her away from Wanda's body. Wanda wanted to add her opinion, but was forbidden to speak in Anne's presence unless given permission. Amber fought Anne's pull, trying to protect the girl. Wanda could feel the tug-of-war, because Amber had wrapped one arm around Wanda's leg to hold as a post against Anne's pulling. Fearing for the health of her friend, Wanda finally disregarded orders and said "Let me go, Amber!" Amber and Anne both stopped their tug-of-war then. Amber turned and rubbed her body on Wanda's back. "I won't let her hurt you," she repeated. "Mistress?" Wanda said. "Tell her everything, my pet," was the consented reply from Anne. "Amber, dearest," Wanda began, "I am Anne's slave. I have accepted that. When I spoke to her about your note, she let me meet you. But she told me I would get flogged afterwards, to remind me who my Mistress is. I accepted that as part of being with you. "I just didn't expect this flogging in your presence," Wanda admitted. "Trust me, I accept this as part of the fun we had, and will have in the future." "What do you mean?" Amber said. "Sit and watch, Amber," Wanda said. "You'll see." Amber crossed the room to the classroom set, as far from the X-Cross as she could get and still be in the same room. She sat down, turned and watched Anne at work. The woman bent to Wanda's ear and said "How many orgasms did you have, pet?" "Six, Mistress," was the reply. Anne swung the flogger, and the leather straps slapped against Wanda's back. "I'm sorry I orgasmed without your permission, Mistress," Wanda said through gritted teeth. Amber, sitting in the chair across the room, cringed. The flogger slapped again, a solid shot on Wanda's buttocks, leaving red marks. "I'm sorry, Mistress, for orgasming without your permission," Wanda repeated. Amber, though shocked, could not draw her eyes from the scene. She felt herself getting wet watching. Four more times the flogger found its mark on Wanda's back and butt. Four more times the flogger marked Wanda. Four more times Wanda cried out an apology. And four more times Amber jumped at the sound of leather on flesh, and felt her pussy oozing its juices. After the flogging was over, Anne grabbed the largest dildo on the wall. She lightly lubed it, then shoved it HARD into Wanda's ass. The teen screamed in pain as this dildo, over two inches thick, crammed into her anal opening. Never before had Anne invaded her ass with anything more than a finger, yet now this monstrous dildo was ripping her wide apart. As Wanda screamed, Amber, across the room, could stand no more. She spread her legs and started masturbating hard. Her fingers flew over her clit and into her pussy. She imagined that her boyfriend, Erich, was giving his cock to Wanda as she watched the dildo move in and out of Wanda's ass. Anne then took her riding crop and, with the dildo driven deep in Wanda's ass, began a rhythmic spanking of the teen's ass cheeks. Wanda cried out in agony, and soon her cries were matched by Amber's as she drove herself to orgasm watching the punishment of Wanda Catron. Finally, Anne pulled the dildo out of Wanda's ass. She took down some healing aloe and rubbed it on Wanda's back and ass. Then she released the girl from the X-Cross. Wanda turned around, wrapped her arms around Anne and kissed her deeply. Anne held on to Wanda's arms, not wanting to touch her back yet. "I love you, Mistress," wanda said. "And I thank you for punishing me." "Now, tell me, pet," Anne said. "How is Amber in bed?" A wicked and slightly shy smile crossed Wanda's face. "Delightful, Mistress," she said. "She squirts when she cums. I've never seen that before." "Show me," Anne said. Wanda went to Amber and took her hand. The gymnast, although a little frightened of Anne, nevertheless followed Wanda to the bed. Wanda lowered Amber onto her back, then brushed her hand on Amber's pussy lips. Smiling, she held her hand up to Anne. "She's wet, Mistress," Wanda said. "What could have caused that?" she added mischeviously. Amber blushed, but did not move as Wanda's hand returned to her pussy, except to open her legs even wider in invitation. Wanda's delicate fingers curled around Amber's clit, rubbing it as it grew in arousal. Her other hand spread Amber's pussy open and, after kissing Amber deeply on her mouth, Wanda moved her tongue into Amber's inner pussy. The gymnast responded automatically. She forgot that Anne was watching and arched her back, giving Wanda a better angle to lick from. Wanda's tongue worked its way deeper and deeper into Amber's wet pussy. Wanda's free hand moved up to capture Amber's small 32A breasts and pull the nipples. Amber moaned louder, lost in the sweet sensations Wanda was giving her. So lost was she that Amber failed to notice Anne grasp her other nipple. Amber felt both nipples being pulled, and her clit being rubbed, and her pussy being eaten out. The second nipple pull did the trick. Amber screamed and came. Wanda pulled her mouth away just in time, allowing Amber's orgasmic juices to shoot out of her pussy onto Wanda's body. The teen smiled as Amber came. She had brought out a good orgasm from Amber, more than enough to show Anne what the small girl could do. Anne signaled to move Wanda back, and as Wanda scooted to the end of the bed, Anne's mouth clamped onto Amber's pussy. Amber was past caring. She had cum, and was ready to cum again. The fact that is was a different person building her orgasm didn't matter to her. As Anne's mouth worked on Amber, Wanda reached behind her Mistress and unzipped her dress. A soft tug brought the dress to Anne's feet, where she stepped out of it. Wanda then reached up and undid Anne's strapless bra, freeing her 34b breasts. On the end of each nipple was a small ring. Anne was now naked, since she had not worn panties that day. Anne leaned over, and rubbed one of her breasts on Amber's upper thigh. Amber felt the metal press on her leg and the new sensation released Amber. She came, squirting nearly as much cum onto Anne's face as she had released onto Wanda's body minutes ago. When her orgasm was over, she looked down and saw Wanda kissing Anne. No, that wasn't quite right. Wanda was licking Anne's mouth, cleaning the cum from her Mistress's face. Amber scrambled over and started licking the other side of Anne's face. Her tongue matched Wanda's, and soon Anne was clean and the licks became kisses. Each girl kissed Anne's lips, then each other's, then back to Anne's lips. This seemed to Wanda to be leading to another first for her, a threesome. But Anne put up her hands. "Girls," she said. "I had a different reason for allowing Amber here tonight." "Oh?" Amber said, confused. "Yes, little one," Anne said. "I want to help you win the Amateur Night at the Strip-O-Rama. And since tonight I was going to spend the evening teaching Wanda the moves she will need on the dance floor, I thought I would teach you, too." "That would be wonderful!" Amber said. "I've been trying to win that contest for the past three months, but I never even get into the top three." "I used to strip for a living while I was in college," Anne explained. "I'll help you win, and you can help Wanda, and we can practice all of our acts together." Amber agreed, so they headed up the stairs into the third bedroom in Anne's house. This one was empty of furniture, except for a couple of chairs in the corner, a stereo on the floor, a brass pole in the middle of the room, and a few spotlights hanging from the ceiling. Anne spent the next few hours working with her protégé and her slave. She gave Wanda her first pair of high-heeled platform shoes, and Amber giggled when Wanda took one step and immediately fell over. Anne helped Wanda up and showed her how to walk. Twenty minutes later, most of the wobble had left Wanda's steps, though the teen still worried she might tumble over. Anne watched Amber's strip routine and immediately started changing it. "You're so small, little one," she said, "No one cares about your breasts. What will catch the audience's eye is your pussy. Get that uncovered as quick as you can, then flash it to the crowd as much as possible. Spend most of your routine with your legs wide open." Informed of Amber's gymnastics skills, Anne immediately implemented them into the routine she and Amber worked on. She had Amber come out in a very sheer outfit, almost see-through. Before the chorus of the song she chose for Amber started, she had the girl naked. Then Amber went to the pole, grabbed it, and turned upside down. Amber split her legs, then bent at the waist, showing the split-open pussy to one side of the room. After dropping on the floor, she had Amber, who was barefooted (rare for a stripper) cartwheel to the far end of the room, which was simulating the end of the stage. A front roll to the end of the stage, ending on her back, and another legs-up split, would show the crowd her pussy. She showed Amber how to touch her pussy in such a way that every eye in the house could see what she was doing. Anne had Amber end her performance by doing split-leg turns (like used on a balance beam) back to the pole, where she would grab the pole by one hand, wrap her legs around the pole, and grind her pussy on the brass. While she worked with Amber, Wanda was practicing a few steps she had seen done the previous Friday night. The teen did not want to attempt using the pole, so Anne decided a ground-based show was best. Wanda practiced teasing the drop of her bra, while holding it in place with her forearms. She practiced squeezing her breasts together and rubbing her nipples on the wall (pretending the wall was a customer). She lowered herself to the ground on her back, then raised up on her feet, legs apart, and showed off her pussy. Wanda found that with the platform shoes on the floor, she could raise her butt very high, getting her pussy, she assumed, closer to the patrons' eye level. She also practiced lying on her calves and raising up, arching her back to allow her breasts to arch higher in the air. Finally, both girls sat in the chairs as Anne taught Wanda how to do a table dance. At the Strip-O-Rama, the table dances were topless only, and Anne, using both Amber and Wanda as subjects, showed how to rub her body all over the customer's. She showed them how to maintain balance while grinding her pussy on the customer's leg. She taught Wanda how to rub her breasts against the sides of the customer's face, pulling back just before the nipples reached his mouth. Finally, she taught Wanda how to fake an orgasm, to allow the customer to think that she had enjoyed the dance as much as he would. Then it was Wanda's turn to try. She sat Amber in the chair. and used her as the "customer." She wore a thong and a string bikini top. Anne started the music, and watched as Wanda danced. She rubbed up and down Amber's body, then turned her back on Amber. She leaned way back, allowing Amber to look down the front of Wanda's body, then turned her head and whispered in Amber's ear "Untie me, baby." Amber's hand reached up and grabbed at the bikini string. As Wanda felt the hand close on the string, she leaned forward, helping the untying process. In a quick motion, Wanda had removed her top and turned towards Amber, rubbing her breasts on her girlfriend. At the same time, she ground her pussy onto Amber's thigh, letting the girl feel the wetness Wanda was building up. The dance went on. Wanda lowered her breasts down Amber's body until Wanda was on her knees. Then Wanda pushed her breasts together in Amber's lap and moved up and down, simulating a titfuck. She raised back up, and captured Amber's face between her breasts. She rubbed them up and down on Amber's ears a couple of times, then started pulling her breasts back across Amber's cheeks. Her areolas had just reached the corners of Amber's face when the song ended, and Wanda quickly pulled away, a final tease for her customer. Wanda had been lost in the song and the tease. Only after finishing did she look over at her Mistress. Anne's left hand was between her legs, stroking her pussylips. Her right was pulling on her nipple rings. The dance had turned her Mistress on. Wanda whispered quickly to Amber "Let's get her." As the stereo started another song, Wanda and Amber both dove for the floor. Wanda moved to Anne's breasts, licking the nipples around the rings. Amber moved between Anne's legs, and slid two fingers into Anne's pussy, joining the fingers already in Anne's wetness. Anne moaned immediately, then moved her hand away to allow Amber access. She wrapped her hands around Wanda's head and pulled her off her breasts. She moved Wanda's head to her own, and before kissing the teen said "I love you, my pet." As Anne and Wanda kissed, Amber's fingers worked harder and harder in Anne's pussy. The gymnast could feel the woman's precum, and knew that soon she would feel Anne's orgasm. But Anne tilted her head down and told Amber to go open the bag Anne brought in the room. Amber hurried to obey, and smiled when she saw two strap-on dildos in it. She selected one and put it on her body. Then she crawled between Anne's legs, lifting them up to position Anne's pussy. One quick thrust, and the strap-on filled Anne's pussy. Amber started stroking as she remembered her boyfriend Erich doing, hoping Anne liked the rhythm. Anne twisted Wanda around, and had the teen lower her pussy onto Anne's face. The older woman's moans of pleasure filled Wanda's pussy, as did Anne's tongue and finger. Wanda leaned down a little and started kissing the back of Amber's neck as the gymnast fucked her Mistress. One hand moved lower, and a finger slipped into Amber's ass. That finger shocked Amber, and also turned her on. She increased her rhythm, feeling her own orgasm approaching. Anne was close too, but didn't want to cum yet. She pulled her finger from Wanda's pussy and shoved it deep into Wanda's ass. The teen did not expect that, and squealed in delight. She rubbed her pussy harder on Anne's face, indicating a need to cum. Anne used her one free hand to make an "OK" signal, and Wanda came. As her juices flowed from her, Wanda's moans turned into a delighted scream "I'm cummming!!!!" That was all that was needed. Amber drove her dildo deep into Anne's pussy and came, her pussy juices splashing onto Anne's pussy. Anne also came then, her cries of orgasmic delight buried in Wanda's pussy as she spasmed around the dildo and came. The women collapsed in joy. Anne was the first to return to her senses. She positioned Wanda on her hands and knees and allowed Amber to fuck the girl doggy-style. As Amber crawled up to Wanda and slid the strap-on into the girl's pussy, Anne crawled underneath Wanda, making a 69. Wanda buried her face into Anne's pussy as Anne moved her mouth from Wanda's clit to Amber's pussy, licking the juices that dripped from Wanda between mouthfuls of pussy and clit. Amber came first this time, as she squirted onto Anne's face. Anne slapped Wanda's buttocks, another pre-arranged signed between Mistress and slave. Wanda released, cumming on the dildo as Anne also came in Wanda's mouth. After resting, the trio went into Anne's bedroom, where they spent the next several hours fucking each other. The combinations, to Wanda's mind, were endless. They were in a circle, each woman licking one pussy while getting her pussy licked by the third. Then they turned, and the lickers became the lickees. There were two dildos, one already on Amber. Anne put the other one on. They taught Wanda how to do a deep-throat, using the dildo as a cock. They taught Wanda how to titfuck. They showed Wanda how a man fucks a woman, with Amber being the man. Amber had barely started fucking Anne when she suddenly pulled out, rolled over and said "I've cum." All three girls laughed at that. Finally, Amber fucked Wanda's pussy while Anne crawled up and strap-on fucked Wanda's breasts. Having both women focus on her drove Wanda the hardest, and the teen had her hardest orgasm of the night. Exhausted, the three fell asleep about 3 am. ************************************************ All too early Wednesday, the trio got up. Anne went to work and Amber went to school. She was a junior at Utah State, studying to be a geologist. Wanda, because she would be home during the day, was assigned the task of buying clothes for all three women to strip in that Friday. The first stop was the mall, and Frederick's of Hollywood. There she bought lingerie of various sizes and colors. While there, Wanda also acquired a couple of special toys for their playtime. Another stop was Victoria's Secret, where more lingerie and exotic teddies were purchased. Wanda's most embarrassing stop was the local adult bookstore. While she had been there before with Anne, she had never been in the store alone. She sat outside for 15 minutes, getting the courage to enter, before going into the shop. She looked around when she entered, and noticed that only a couple male customers were in the store. Both of them looked at Wanda entering then quickly exited themselves. Wanda, now alone in the store, started shopping. She was looking for a specific dildo that she and Anne had seen before. It was two-headed and a luminous green color. Anne told Wanda it would glow under the proper lighting conditions, so Anne wanted it for their closing number together onstage. Wanda found it, and also found a small remote controlled vibrator. She purchased both items, then wandered the rest of the store. In the back were several booths with TV monitors in them. On the wall was a list of the movies she could watch in the booths. Wanda had noticed these booths before, but had been too ashamed then to ask Anne to go in one. Now, alone in the store except for the employee behind the counter (a young lady a little older than Wanda), the teen felt she had enough nerve to try a booth. Wanda's Story Ch. 06 Picking one at random, Wanda entered. She placed a dollar in the machine and the movies started. The TV screen was smudged with dried cum, and Wanda grabbed at some of the napkins in the booth to clean the screen off. The picture improved, and Wanda flipped through the channels until she found a couple of girls kissing. Both were wearing bathing suits that were partially untied. Wanda watched in fascination as the girls tore each other's suits off. Then one of the girls went down between the other's legs and started licking. The corny porn music started playing, but Wanda didn't care. She was studying the face of the girl getting her pussy licked out. She seemed familiar, though Wanda didn't know why. The girl being licked started moaning, and then started cursing her partner to lick harder. As her voice moaned in it's intensity, Wanda recognized the girl. It was her former lover, Betty Grant. She had told Wanda she was going to college. And now Wanda knew how Betty had paid for her tuition. Betty pulled her own nipples, tilted her head back, and roared as her orgasm hit her. The camera zoomed between Betty's legs, showing the other girl furiously licking and sucking as Betty came. Wanda could tell from experience that this was a true orgasm from her former lover, and as she thought that, she imagined herself between Betty's legs, licking up that cum. It made Wanda get wet and horny, so she unzipped her jeans and slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing softly at her own pussy. The girls shifted position onscreen, and Betty was the one sucking the other girl's pussy now. Wanda's mind remembered the special tricks Betty used to use when eating her out, and watched as Betty used most of them on her on-screen partner. Wanda rubbed herself furiously, closing in on her own orgasm. Just as Wanda was about to cum herself, the TV screen went blank. Wanda had run out of money to feed the screen, and reluctantly zipped up her jeans and exited the booth, horny and in need of an orgasm. As she walked to the door, the counter girl called out to her. "Hey, come here a minute," she said. Wanda went over, wondering why she had called her. The woman smiled, then said "Enjoy yourself in there?" Wanda blushed beet red. How did this woman know what she had been up to? "Why?" The teen managed to stammer. "Well, honey," the lady said, "There's a wet stain on your jeans right between your legs, but your face looks sort of frustrated. Didn't have enough money to masturbate to orgasm?" Wanda was bright red with embarrassment now. The woman continued on though, as if she couldn't see Wanda's face. "I could help you, if you needed a little extra time. And you can even get a practical test of that nice vibrator you bought." Wanda was stunned into silence, though she managed to shyly lower her head. The woman pressed on, pulling her top down and exposing her large breasts for Wanda's eyes. "You'd like to lick and suck these nipples, wouldn't you, hon?" she said. "Come on. No one will ever know. Fuck me! Make me cum, and I'll make you cum!!" Wanda finally found her voice, though it was a small timid one. "No, thank you," she replied. "I'm in a relationship and I love my partner. I will not cheat on her." At that, Wanda fled the store, got in her car and drove away as fast as she could. The woman behind the counter listened to Wanda's tires squeal out of the parking lot. She then picked up the phone and dialed a number. When the line was picked up, she said, "Hello, it's me. ... Yes, she was here. ... I tried, but she wouldn't have sex with me. ... No, I really tried. She was watching a video and masturbating. I cut the monitor just before she came. Then I exposed myself, almost threw myself at her. She said she wouldn't cheat. ... Yes, I'll send you the video from the booth. ... OK, no problem. Glad to help. ... Love you, too. Bye." At the other end of the line, Anne Franklin hung up her cell phone, sat back in her chair and smiled. ************************************************* The next couple of days fell into routine. Anne was teaching, Amber was in college classes, and Wanda shopped and did chores during the day. Anne and Amber got to the house about 4 pm, where wanda had dinner waiting. They ate, then Wanda and Amber practiced their routines under Anne's watchful eyes. Then the three of them went to bed together, fucking each other for a couple hours before curling together to sleep. Friday finally came. Wanda went to the Strip-O-Rama early, setting out her costumes in her new cubicle. She placed makeup on the shelf in front of a well-lit vanity mirror, and met the boss, Mr. Bernardo. Mr. Bernardo laid out the rules very plainly. She was not allowed to touch any audience member's privates while she was on stage. She was never to allow an audience member onstage while she danced. Her shift started at 5 pm and went until 2 am. She would dance in a rotation with the other girls, with a guaranteed 6 dances a night. Her "special" routine with Anne would be at 1 am, and would ber her last dance of the night. After dancing onstage, she was to go out into the audience and collect any tips personally. She was also encouraged to get customers to buy table dances from her. Table dances were $25 and lasted the duration of the song playing for the dancer on stage. For table dances she could touch a customer's private parts, but not expose them to public viewing. She would be required to pay 10 percent of the moneys she took in to Mr. Bernardo as a club fee. She was also to pay five percent to the DJ and bouncers. Everything else was hers to keep. The more table dances she did, the more money she took home. After that meeting, she stayed in the back, meeting the dancers as they came in. She had seen most of the girls the previous week, and they had seen her and Anne doing their sex act that evening as well. By 5 pm, Wanda was dressed for her first number. She wore the overcoat from last week, a pink blouse tied underneath her breasts, and short pink hot pants. She also wore a strapless bra and thong, along with her high platform shoes. She had given the DJ her music, and though everything was ready, Wanda's nerves were shaking. Bambi, the dancer from last week that Wanda had watched closely, saw Wanda's nerves and took her aside. "Listen, hon, ignore the crowd," she said. "Focus on one person, and dance for that person only. Use the rest of the rubes to get that one person jealous. Do that, and you'll be fine." Twenty minutes before her first stage call, Wanda headed to the bathroom. She had an urgent need to pee. She sat down and let her mind wander, as she often did in the bathroom. She hoped everything would work out tonight, for her and Amber, too. She finished, wiped, and flushed. As she stepped out of the stall, she almost ran right into Anne, who had entered the bathroom while Wanda was occupied. Wanda, seeing her Mistress, immediately dropped to her knees in a submissive gesture towards her lover. "I know what you're thinking, my pet," Anne said. "I was there once, too. You're minutes away from your first professional strip, and you're nervous as a cat in the doghouse. Well, my pet, I know just how to calm your nerves. Get back into that stall, and sit on the toilet." Wanda returned to the stall she had exited, and sat. Anne followed her in, and closed the door. "Sit back and enjoy this," Anne said. "You need do nothing but empty your mind." Anne dropped to her knees and pulled Wanda's pants and panties down. Softly, the older woman kissed Wanda's shaved pussy, causing the teen to shudder. The kisses started getting a little harder, then harder still. Wanda lifted her legs off the floor, placing them on Anne's back to give her Mistress better access to Wanda's pussy. Wanda moaned softly, excited by more than Anne's lovemaking. This was the first time ever that Anne had made love to Wanda without Wanda giving love back. Most of their lovemaking was mutual, though lately, being a slave, Wanda had satisfied Anne's lustful urges. Last Tuesday at school came to Wanda's mind as Anne finally thrust her tongue deep into Wanda's pussy, drawing moans from the girl. Anne's tongue darted in and out of Wanda's pussy. Wanda's moans grew in intensity. Suddenly the women heard the bathroom door open. Anne stopped humming in Wanda's pussy, though her tongue remained buried between Wanda's pussy lips. The woman's steps came to the stall door. A voice Wanda recognized as Bambi's softly said "Wanda? Are you OK?" Fighting back moans, Wanda said "Yes." "Looks like you're throwing up. Make sure you're face is clean when you finish. You're on in 10 minutes, right after me." Giggling, Bambi left. She had seen Anne's legs and heard Wanda's voice, and assumed the rest. She had assumed wrong. Anne flicked her tongue up and down inside Wanda's pussy as soon as Bambi left. From a pants pocket came a small vibrator, which went onto Wanda's clit. This caused the girl to moan louder and faster. Her Mistress's lovemaking was doing the trick. Wanda was close to cumming. "Please, Mistress," Wanda begged. "Let me cum!!" Anne replied with a nod, a move that excited Wanda more. Anne's lips and tongue had slid up and down Wanda's pussy during the nod. Wanda closed her eyes tight, seeing fireworks. Then she came, with a loud squeal and a flush of pussy juices flooding Anne's face. The orgasm, though not one of Wanda's hardest, had done its work. Wanda was much calmer as Anne looked up from between Wanda's legs. Cum juice glistened around Anne's mouth. Wanda leaned down and kissed her Mistress deeply, tasting her own cum on Anne's mouth and tongue. "I'll be watching," Anne said, as she opened the stall and left. Wanda pulled her pink short shorts up and went to the backstage area to do a couple of quick stretches to limber her legs up before dancing. Finally, she heard the DJ say "And now, the Strip-O-Rama is proud to introduce our newest talented lady. She won last week's Amateur Night contest, and will dance on a regular basis here. For your viewing pleasure, here ... is ... Little Heather!!" The curtains parted, and Wanda stepped onstage for the first time as a professional. Wanda's Story Ch. 07 The music started, the curtains parted, and Wanda Catron wobbled onstage in her four-inch platform heels. The spotlights flared in her eyes, almost blinding her. She reached to her left and found the brass pole. She held on a second, remembering to move her hips to the music. She twirled around the pole, and the trench coat she was wearing flared open, revealing her pink top and pink short shorts. The crowd gazed in anticipation as Wanda let go of the pole and staggered to the middle of the stage. she twirled again, letting the coat flare even wider this time. A third twirl and the coat flew off Wanda's shoulders. A few of the men in the audience whistled their approval. Wada's eyes, now adjusted to the bright lights, searched the crowd as she danced. Finally she saw her Mistress, Anne Franklin. No surprise, she was sitting with their mutual friend Amber Anderson. Wanda remembered the advice Bambi had given her moments before. "Focus on one person, and dance to him only," she had advised. Wanda chose Anne and Amber. She turned towards them and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, letting it slide down her shoulders as each button came undone. Finally, she let the opened blouse fall to the floor, and she then worked on her short shorts, skinning them down her legs also. Quickly she was wearing only her underwear, and the crowd was growing louder in anticipation. This was Wanda's first night as a professional stripper. She had won the Amateur Night contest a week ago here at the Strip-O-Rama, and Anne had gotten her a part-time job here. The music all but forgotten now, Wanda continued her dance. The bra was a front-hook, and she easily undid the clasp. Her arms crossed over her breasts as the shoulder straps fell to her elbows. She grabbed each end of the opened bra and pulled it wide apart, twirling as she did so. The bra fell off and Wanda was nude from the waist up. Wanda twirled her fingertips on the nipples until they were hard, smiling to the crowd as she did so. Then she took a couple more dance steps and nearly had a disaster. Still unused to the platform shoes she was wearing, Wanda tripped and started to fall face-first to the stage. She threw her arms out to catch herself, then lifted up and arched her back to show her breasts. To the uneducated eye, it looked like a planned move. Wanda then rolled onto her back. She lifted her hips up and grabbed the top and bottom of her thong. She pulled the thong taught and slid it between her pussylips, feeling the material slide into her body. She slid the thong up and down, showing the audience the barest part of her pussy. Then she grabbed the waistband on the thong and pulled it down. With it off her body, she reached for the thong and returned it between her pussy lips. Using a kegel method, she gripped the thong in her pussy and stood. She danced a couple more steps and did a twirl, holding the thong in her pussy. As the song ended, she released the kegel, and the thong dropped to the floor, leaving Wanda nude. several dollars rained through the air, landing on the stage. The DJ was crying, "Let's hear it for Little Heather!" The rest of the crowd was cheering. Wanda picked up the bills onstage and slipped them into her trench coat pocket. A look and a nod at the DJ, and he announced Wanda's second song. The music started again, and Wanda took a deep breath. This dance would be the payoff, or prove she was not cut out for stripping. Wanda started with her back to the audience, one hand on a full-length mirror. Anne had selected an old song from the 60s as Wanda's second tune, "Girl Watcher." Wanda rubbed her hands all over her body as the song started, letting the audience see the move in the mirror. Then she turned and grabbed for the brass pole. She pulled very close to it and wrapped her 38c breasts around the pole. A quick shiver flew through Wanda's body. The pole was very cold. Controlling the shiver, Wanda slowly slid her breasts down the pole until she was squatting. She then bounced up and down, letting the men thing that pole was their cock, wrapped between her breasts. She then shifted positions on the pole. She dropped backwards, holding herself up by her arms. She moved forward slightly, and her pussy touched the pole. She rubbed her pussylips up and down that brass pole, letting out a moan heard by the customers close to the pole. She then pushed back up, grabbed the pole, and stood. She took a couple steps down the runway. This time, she was not dancing, but moving to her next position. This second number wasn't really a dance, it was more of a sex show. Reaching her spot, Wanda dropped to the floor again. She rolled on one side, looking out at the audience. Then she lifted her upper leg straight up. The men (and a few women) on that left side got a good look at her pussy. The audience on the right side of the stage saw Wanda move her hand up and down her leg. The left side saw Wanda's hand slide down her upper thigh and caress her pussylips, then pull them apart quickly. Just as quickly, she let go of her pussy. A few bills flew onto the floor as Wanda rolled to face the center of the stage. She rubbed her nipples on the floor again, then lay down, flattening the breasts. Then she lifted back up, letting the crowd see her breasts resume their shape. Another roll, and the right side crowd was able to view Wanda's pussy. This time, she was on her hands and knees. she lowered her hands until her shoulders were on the floor. Her hands went between her legs and split her pussy wide. She then pretended she was being humped from the rear, moving back and forth. Her head was twisted in the perfect angle to see the booth Anne and Amber were sitting in. Wanda smiled as she saw Anne'e eyes boring in, totally engrossed in what Wanda was doing. Amber, meanwhile, was taking advantage of the darkness of the room and the corner booth to masturbate while watching Wanda perform. Wanda saw that and knew she was putting on a good job. Wanda had one more scene change. She rolled around until she was facing the center of the runway and the audience in the middle of the room. She squatted down and used her hands to pull her pussy wide apart. Then she humped up and down, as if she was riding a man's cock. She now saw several of the men imitating Amber, masturbating as they watched Wanda perform. The group closest to the stage saw Wanda's pussy glistening in the spotlight. They even saw a few drops of perspiration fall from her pussy. They thought, however, that Wanda was cumming, because she had been moaning throughout the performance. The song built to its climax, one planned by Anne and Wanda. for the final time the record sang "I'm a girl watcher. Here comes one now!" At that, the song stopped and Wanda let out a loud bellow, imitating an orgasm. She collapsed on the stage afterwards, as bills rained on her body. A minute later, Wanda was on her feet, collecting bills thrown on the stage and taking bills from the hands of those sitting close to stage level. Some bills Wanda just took. but a few of the larger bills she took by letting the customer slide it between her breasts. At the right moment, Wanda pulled back, taking the bill with her. The money collected, Wanda gathered her clothes and scooted backstage. The DJ was promising that Little Heather would be out in a couple minutes to see the audience and was encouraging them to get a lap dance from her. Backstage, several of the dancers crowded around Wanda, congratulating her for a good set. Bambi in particular looked at Wanda with a weird grin on her face. "Nervous before going onstage, huh?" she giggled. "You didn't look nervous at all." Bambi had come into the bathroom while Wanda's Mistress, Anne, was licking Wanda's pussy to calm her down. Bambi had only seen one pair of legs kneeling in front of the toilet seat and heard Wanda's moans, which Bambi mistook as post-vomit moans. Wanda giggled back. "I got some ... special ... help calming down," she said without mentioning the details. Wanda quickly dressed in her button-down top and short shorts and started wandering through the crowd. She wanted to get to Anne's table and get a critique from her Mistress. Several of the men stopped her to give her tips. Just before getting to Anne's booth, a man in his mid-40s stopped Wanda. "I'd like a lap dance," he said. Wanda led him to the back row of the theater. She noticed a couple other dancers there, giving lap dances. She especially was pleased to see Bill, the club bouncer, looking large and menacing in the corner. She hoped she would never need his services, but was glad he was there. While they waited for a new song to start, Wanda and the man talked. He introduced himself as Russell, from Salt Lake City. He explained her took the hour-long drive to the Strip-O-Rama because he liked this club more than the ones back home. Wanda went over the rules quickly. It was $25 a dance, and Russell was not allowed to touch her with his hands unless she put his hands on her body. Russell placed a $50 on the table next to them and said "I'd like two dances, Heather." Wanda put the money in the pocket of her short shorts and smiled. The next song started. Wanda scooted the table away and started swaying, keeping her legs outside Russell's. She slid her hands up and down her body, letting Russell watch her movements. Each time her hands reached her throat, she slid them down and undid a button on her blouse. After a few passes, she was completely unbuttoned. Then she turned her back on Russell, placed her head on his shoulder, and let him gaze down the front of her body as she slipped the blouse off. She lifted her hands to her breasts, and pulled them even higher. She lowered her head a bit, and as Russell's eye level, licked each nipple. She turned again, smiling at the man. She took her breasts and captured his head, letting his cheeks feel the softness of her inner breast flesh. she, meanwhile, could feel the stubble on his face, and felt the cheeks scratching her breasts. With an inward "Yuck!" she moved her breasts away from his face. As the song was ending, Wanda dropped to her knees and rubbed her breasts on Russell's lap. She could see his cock through his pants, and noticed it seem to leap towards her breasts, held in place only by the trousers he wore. She slid her breasts up and down in his lap, simulating in a very personal way his cock between her breasts. As the song ended, Wanda grabbed at her blouse and threw it on. She had been told she had 20 seconds after the music stopped to be covered or she could be fined. Russell took this in stride, motioning for her to sit down while the dancer onstage collected her tips. Wanda sat, getting as close to him as she dared. He took one hand and put it over her shoulder. Out of the corner of her eye Wanda saw Bill move, but a slight hand wave under the table showed the bouncer she was safe, and he retreated to the corner. Russell smiled. "That was great," he said. "I'm glad I paid for two." Wanda looked at him and replied "The second dance is better than the first." Russell took a sip of his drink, then heard the DJ announcing the second number for the dancer onstage. "Let's see how much better it is," he leered. Wanda slipped her blouse off as soon as the music started. She scooted over Russell's lap, then sat down. She could feel his cock against her leg. This is the closest she had been to a man's cock since she was 15, and she was stroking Tommy Bigelow until he shot his load. Local ordinance stated that while stage dancing could be nude, lap dances could only be topless. Anne had shown Wanda a trick to keep her customer's interest, though, and Wanda tried it now. Once again, she took her hands and slid them down the front of her body, making sure Russell's eyes followed her hands. When the hands reached the short shorts, Wanda undid the button, and slowly dropped the zipper. Then she stood and pulled at the shorts. The open front dipped a little, and Russell could see Wanda's shaved mons through the opening. Wanda started rubbing her breasts on Russell's chest. She started moving her butt up and down, all around his crotch. She could feel his cock moving in his pants, jerking and wavering for freedom. She could tell it was larger than Tommy's, but it wasn't as big as the ones her Mistress fucked her with. Russell started moaning. "Yeah, baby, yeah," he cried, softly, then louder. Wanda wondered what to do, as Russell's cries grew in intensity. Wanda left his lap, turned, and slid her covered butt into his lap. As she ground in, she leaned back to show him her breasts again. Russell went very stiff. He cried out in a loud voice "OH GOD!!!" and then Wanda, through Russell's trousers and her shorts, felt Russell's cock shooting its cum in his pants. She continued to dance for him, not knowing what else to do. Several customers looked up at the sound of Russell's shout, and many of them smiled. The song finally ended. Russell collapsed deeply into the couch as Wanda hurriedly buttoned up her shorts and blouse. He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out two more $20 bills. He laid them on the table and said "Thank you, baby. You are great." He then got up and staggered towards the bathroom. Wanda got up and started back towards Anne's table. She never made it. In moments, it seemed, the rest of the customers seemed to know what Wanda had done for Russell, and Wanda became the most popular lap dancer in the club. Man after man caught her and asked for a dance. All of them enjoyed her dances, though only one other man came that first hour. All too soon, she heard her call. "Little Heather, to the backstage area." Apologizing to the man she was going to lap dance for, she scooted backstage and quickly changed for her next set. Mistress Anne had chosen a sheer negligee for the second set. Wanda pretended she was heading off for bed during this set, slowly shedding the negligee, slippers (Wanda was thankful she didn't have to wear the high heels this set), and sheer underwear. The second half of the dance was similar to the first, as Wanda pretended to make love with a partner onstage. More lap dances followed. At last, she got to Anne's table, and Amber immediately said "I'd like a lap dance, please." Giggling, Wanda led Amber up to the back row, and away from the other dancers. Wanda had a special plan for any woman who asked for a lap dance, and Amber was the first. since she was wearing the negligee in the club, Wanda was also carrying a small purse. The purse was supposed to be for the money she was collecting, but Wanda had put her small remote vibrator in it as well. As Wanda and Amber sat together waiting for the next song to start, Wanda showed Amber the vib and handed her the remote. "You'll see me slip the vib in, lover," Wanda said. "After I do, use it freely. The second dance, you can slip it in your own pussy and I'll use the remote." Amber readily agreed. The song started and Wanda slipped the negligee off quickly, faster than she did with any of the men. She also took the bra off quickly. As she strattled Amber's lap, she took the vib and slipped her hand in her thong. She pushed the vib inside her and smiled at the redhead. Then she started rubbing her pussy in Amber's lap, and her breasts on Amber's face. Amber squeezed the trigger on the vib and a slow jolt coursed through Wanda's body. The teen smiled and moved her head close to Amber's ear. Wanda throatily whispered "Make me cum," then leaned back, showing Amber her breasts. Amber used the vib freely. She varied her usage, giving Wanda differing jolts of spine-tingling intensity with each squeeze of the trigger. Meanwhile, Wanda was rubbing her pussy hard on Amber's lap. The redhead was getting turned on as well. Just before the song ended, Wanda grabbed Amber's ear with her teeth. Amber responded by mashing the trigger down hard. Wanda shuddered and came, leaking onto Amber's skirt. Only the fact that she had Amber's ear lobe in her mouth kept Wanda from crying out in joy. As they rested between songs, Wanda slid the vib out of her body and gave it to Amber. The gymnast slipped a hand under her skirt and a moment later said "Ready." Wanda instructed her to squeeze the trigger whenever Wanda's pussy rubbed against Amber's. The girl agreed. As the second song started, Wanda started rubbing Amber's pussy immediately. She watched Amber pull the trigger, then bite her own lip. Wanda lifted off Amber's lap and knelt between her legs. The teen pushed her mouth against the skirt fabric between Amber's legs and hummed. As she hummed, Amber was pulling the trigger and moaning. Wanda lifted up and rubbed her breasts against Amber's covered mons. The vib was on almost continually now, and Amber neared orgasm herself. Just before the end, Wanda lifted off Amber and smiled at her. She moved her breasts to Amber's face, and started sliding them over the other girl's mouth. Amber's tongue automatically shot out to lick the nipples, and Wanda moved her hand over amber's. Wanda squeezed the trigger, then fed Amber a mouthful of tit. Amber came, her cries of orgasm muffled by a mouthful of breast. After the song, Amber slid the vib out of her pussy and handed it to Wanda. Wanda heard her name being called again and told Amber "Keep the remote and give it to Mistress. Tell her I will be wearing the vib this next set, per her instructions." Then Amber slipped away backstage. For her third set, Amber wore a schoolgirl outfit. She had hurriedly put her hair in braids, and wore a pleated blouse, button-down sweater, red-and-green checked skirt, knee-high socks and platform shoes painted like pageboy shoes. She carried a metal lunchbox. The vibrator was shoved as deep as Wanda dared put it, to hide it from the audience and ensure it didn't fall out while she was onstage. The music started. It was Van Halen's "Hot For Teacher." Wanda tried her best to skip around the stage, though the platform shoes made this hard. At each pass around the stage, she worked the buttons of the sweater lower and lower. Finally she stopped near the pole and removed the sweater. She leaned on the pole, trying to look like a hooker, as David Lee Roth sang out "Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad! I'm hot for ..." Here, Anne had dubbed in the word "Heather" instead of "Teacher." The personalization of the song got to the audience. They started howling louder and louder as the word "Heather" boomed from the sound system and Wanda stripped off the outfit. The skirt twirled off Wanda's body last of all, showing the audience that this shy schoolgirl of moments before wore no underwear. They had already seen the blouse peel off to show no bra. They cried out, money raining on the stage. As Wanda started dancing in the nude to close the song, she felt the vibrator buzz for the first time. The suddenness of this intrusion, after Wanda had almost forgotten it was in there, drove her to moan loudly. She felt herself getting wet, and was glad when the song ended and the buzzing stopped. Wanda busily scooped up the money onstage, placing it in her lunchbox. For the second set, Wanda added a prop chair to the stage. She sat in it, trying to look as prim and proper as she could considering she was nude. As she crossed her legs, she felt the familiar buzz. The song Anne had chosen this time also fit the school theme, as Alice Cooper started singing "School's Out For Summer." Wanda pretended to be grading papers, then slowly stopped and spread her legs. She flashed the audience her pussy, now wetter than it had been all night. The spotlight picked up the gleaming wetness, and several astute audience members realized what the gleam was. They reached for their money wad and started tossing bills. Wanda's Story Ch. 07 Wanda simulated masturbating to the song, rolling the chair up and down the runway as she did so. Meanwhile, the vib was speeding up inside her, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. She delighted in her little secret vib. While each of her first two shows she had faked orgasm, she knew now that this time, she would orgasm for real onstage. She slid off the chair and began crawling to the end of the stage. The buzzing in her pussy increased. She started seeing fireworks, a sure sign she was going to cum. She willed her orgasm delay for 30 seconds more, until she could get in position. Somehow she held off. She reached the end of the runway, rolled on her back, and grabbed her pussy. She humped up on her shoulders, threw back her head, and as Alice Cooper yelled to end his song, Wanda yelled as her orgasm overtook her and drove her to ecstasy. As the orgasm ended, she looked over at Anne. Her Mistress nodded, then blew her a kiss. Knowing she had pleased her, Wanda happily collected her money. The rest of the night went as a blur, until it was time for the Amateur Contest. Amber, a perennial contestant, was slated to dance second again. Wanda watched from backstage as the contest went on. The first dancer slipped all over the stage, falling twice and never getting fully undressed. It was a very bad attempt, and as the girl passed Wanda, the teen smelled the alcohol on her breath. It was obvious this woman was drunk and only entered the contest after enough alcohol loosened her inhibitions. Then it was Amber's turn. The DJ announced her as "Red the Gymnast" and Amber went into her routine as planned by Anne. There were many changes in her act this week. First of all, the music was similar to the music used in gymnastic competitions. There were no words, but a quick up-tempo jazz number designed to excite the audience. Unlike last week, when Amber had barely gotten undressed by the end of the song, this time her clothes were off her quickly, as Amber showed her pussy to full advantage. The gymnast had added body glitter to her pussy area, and it shone as the lights flashed off her skin. Amber did several splits and a few tumbles, making sure the audience saw her pussy fully. She also took full advantage of the brass pole, climbing almost to the club's roof before sliding down using just her leg muscles. The audience sat, enraptured by her performance. When the music died away and Amber flashed a trademark Mary Lou Retton-like smile, the audience exploded. Cheers and cries of "More! More!" filled the room. Money showered over Amber. The DJ had to cry out three times "That's Red!!!" before he could be heard. The dancers backstage admitted they had never seen a performance so captivating before. But because Amber went second in a field of 12, the audience forgot how much they cheered for Amber. When the final cheer-off came, Amber could only finish second, behind a woman with obvious silicone breast implants who had gone last. Amber got the $25 runner-up prize, but also could not take part in Amateur Night for a month. The woman was stunned. She was so sure she would win that second place was a bitter pill. She started to cry, unable to hold her emotions off any longer. She would have fled the club right then and there, if not for the soft kisses of Wanda, who was holding Amber as she sobbed. It broke her heart to see her friend in tears. Anne came backstage then, to prepare for the duet with Wanda. She saw Amber and Wanda, arm in arm, and heard Amber's sobs. Anne came over, too, holding both women, giving the added comfort she could. Slowly, Amber stopped crying. She collected herself and deeply kissed Anne, then Wanda. As she started to leave, Anne said "Hold on, Amber. I have an idea!" Wanda got dressed for the final performance of the night. For this show, she wore a leather bustier, with leather boots, leather gloves, a slave collar, the nipple-less bra and the crotchless panties. The DJ announced her as "Little Heather the slave," and the show started. Wanda started stripping her gloves off, as planned, when Anne walked onstage. The DJ Introduced the masked woman as "the Mistress of Mystery." Wanda stopped stripping herself, turned and stripped Anne instead. Anne was dressed similarly to Wanda, except she carried the leather riding crop as a show of her Dominance. After Anne was down to her bra and panties, the curtain parted again. Rolling in doing cartwheels was a nude Amber. She stopped before Anne and Wanda and kissed Anne deeply. She undid Anne's bra and panties as Anne undid Wanda's bustier. Together, Amber and Anne undid Wanda's bra, but left the crotchless panties on the slave girl. Wanda then dropped to her knees and kissed Anne's boots as Amber slid her hands over Wanda's upraised ass, spreading her pussy for the audience to see. As the first song ended, Amber leaned down and buried her mouth into Wanda's pussy as Anne smacked Wanda's ass with the riding crop. The second song was a long song, Led Zeppelin's "Stairway To Heaven." While Anne and Wanda had planned to cut it short while they were a twosome, they let the entire song go as the three women rolled on the floor together, making love for the audience. They were a mass of fingers and tongues, placed in different locations all over each other's bodies. One minute Amber and Wanda were sucking Anne's breasts. A flick of the crop on Wanda's ass was the signal to change. In the turnaround, Anne was atop Amber's mouth, while Wanda and Amber ground their pussies together. A quick look into the audience by Anne was rewarded by the sight of most of the men with their hands in their pants, stroking off at the sight before them. Another crop flick, and another change. This time Wanda was on her hands and knees, and both Amber and Anne were licking her pussy. The teen moaned loudly as each tongue drove into her with a differing intensity. The variation was incredible, as was the thought of the men getting to see and not touch. Another crop swat. Now they were in a mouth-to-pussy circle, licking hard. Another crop flick and the women turned around. another crop flick and Amber and Wanda attacked Anne's pussy. Slowly the three of them had been moving toward the brass pole. As the music tempo built up its speed, it was time for the coup de grace. A crop swat, and Amber climbed the pole, then turned upside down. She lowered herself until her mouth came in contact with Wanda's pussy, which the teen was holding up against the pole for Amber. Anne stood and, as Amber's legs gripped on the pole, Anne's crop disappeared into Amber's pussy, fucking the gymnast. Anne's hands pulled on Amber's tiny 32A breasts and her swollen clit. Both Wanda and Amber used one hand to finger-fuck Anne's pussy. A verbal word from Anne, "Now," was spoken. Each woman in turn orgasmed. Wanda came first, her juices flowing into Amber's mouth. Then Anne came, flooding both hands with cum. Finally, Amber came, her squirting orgasm looking like a little fountain in the spotlight. Many in the audience joined the three onstage during their orgasms, their cocks spewing forth white sticky goo onto their hands and shorts. Amber slid down the pole, all three women collapsed into each other's arms, kissing any mouth they could touch, and the lights dimmed. When they came back on, all three were standing. The crowd erupted. There were loud cheers and a couple of calls of "Bravo!" Money flooded the stage. The three women collected their earnings and got more money from the men crowding the stage. Many of them wanted to touch one of the cum-soaked women. One man tried to jump onstage with them, but Bill the bouncer swiftly grabbed him and hauled him away. Backstage, the other dancers were all smiles. They had seen the show the three put on, and it looked to Wanda that a couple of them had been very busy themselves, cumming to orgasm during their show. These women were wetter around their pussies, and smelled of sex too. Bambi was among the women smelling of sex, Wanda noticed. At home later, Anne and Wanda started to make plans to add Amber into the act on a permanent basis. But Amber spoke up with her one hidden secret. "I'm sorry, but I'll be occupied tomorrow night and Sunday," she admitted. "Why?" Anne said. She and Wanda had gotten used to Amber being around. Amber told Anne about Erich Buchanon, her boyfriend. Erich, a lineman for the Utah State football team, liked to come home after games on Saturday and make love until he had to report for practice Monday morning. Although Utah State was playing a road game that week, Amber still expected him home about midnight to 1 am, right when the sex act was scheduled for the stage. The wheels started turning in Anne's mind. When an idea finally meshed, she told the two others what she had in mind. Both Wanda and Amber agreed. That decision behind them, the three headed down into the basement for a private play session that lasted for many orgasms, until the sun came up Saturday morning. Wanda's Story Ch. 08 High over southeastern Utah, a chartered 727 turned towards Salt Lake City's airport. Inside the plane were members of the Utah State football team, victorious that evening against South Florida. The players were loud, typical of football players in their late teens and early 20s celebrating a hard-earned victory. Among the loudest players was defensive lineman Erich Buchanon. Erich had forced a quarterback fumble that led to the winning touchdown being scored by his linemate and roommate, Jamaal Stephans. Erich and Jamaal were in a partying mood, and were speaking smack with each other. "So, what you got planned tonight, brother?" Jamaal asked. "The usual," Erich said. "Gonna go to Amber's house down in Provo and fuck her like there's no tomorrow." Erich was speaking about his girlfriend, Amber Anderson. "That woman of yours is totally fly!" Jamaal said. "When you gonna let a brother in on that action. She so limber, she could take us both on, no sweat." Amber Anderson was limber, because she was a former gymnast and still kept in good shape. "My brother, I'll speak to her about it. That woman, she puts the kink into kinky. I never know what she got up that sleeve of hers, but whatever it is, I always like it." "That the truth. For a white girl, she's the best thing this side of Lil' Kim." The friends slapped hands, and Erich's mind turned to his girlfriend. Though they went to different schools two hours apart, now, Erich still made the weekly commute to Amber's apartment after every football game. They spent from whenever Erich got there until early Monday morning making love together, then Erich drove back to the Utah State campus in Logan, getting there in time for classes. Soon the plane touched ground in Salt Lake City. While the rest of the team boarded a bus for the one-hour trip north, Erich rented a car and headed south. He knew the pleasures awaiting him at the end of the drive. His thick black cock started getting hard just thinking about Amber. "Down, boy," he teasingly called out. "We'll be there soon enough, and you'll be nut-deep into Amber's mouth, pussy and ass before long." It was almost 2 am when Erich got to Amber's apartment. He used his key to enter, and smiled in anticipation. Amber had lit candles, and was lounging naked on the couch. Erich started shrugging off his clothes, advancing on Amber. The girl got up and reached for his jeans, opening them quickly. Just as quickly, her mouth sucked Erich's hard cock into her mouth and started deep-throating him. Erich finished undressing while the blow job continued. He wanted to fuck more than her mouth, but knew that patience was what was required .. . for now. As soon as he was naked, he grabbed the small woman and turned her upside down. his mouth drove into her pussy, licking and sucking. He was amazed to feel that Amber was already very wet, wetter than she had ever been before. It made things easier for the lineman, then, to pull Amber away from her blow job and twist her around. With her butt in the air, Erich rammed his hard cock into her pussy, driving it deep. Amber squealed in delight. Erich's arrivals were always the sign for a weekend of fucking and sucking. But Amber knew, as Erich pounded deep inside her, that this weekend would be much different than any they had experienced before. The man's deep thrusts had slicked his cock with Amber's precum juices. Erich, as was his tradition after a football victory, pulled his cock out of Amber's pussy and drove it into her ass. He was amazed to find that her ass accepted his cock easier this time than before. it was almost like it had been stretched out before his arrival. Each thrust into Amber's ass got Erich closer to climax. Amber was moaning and groaning, in pain and in joy. Erich reached around and clamped his hands on her 32a breasts, hiding the entire breast in his palm. He pulled her back with every forward stroke he made, driving as deep as he could. When he could hold off no longer, Erich groaned and came, spurting his white cum through Amber's ass and out the sides of his cock. He stroked in and shot more cum into his girlfriend, as she moaned in pleasure with every spurt of his cock. Spent, Erich pulled out of Amber's ass and collapsed on the couch. Amber, as always, scooted to the floor and sucked Erich's cock into her mouth, preparing him for the next round. And that's when the weekend changed forever. As Amber sucked on Erich, she lifted her ass and wiggled it. Suddenly, from the kitchen, another woman appeared. She looked older than Amber's 21, and was as naked as Amber and Erich was. She was wearing a large strap-on around her pussy. She strolled up to Amber, knelt down, and shoved the strap-on deep into Amber's pussy. Amber screamed in joy. Never before had she been fucked while sucking a cock. The cock in her mouth was large, but the dildo in her pussy was larger. Amber, who had not cum when Erich was fucking her, relaxed more and enjoyed the feelings. Erich's cock jerked in her mouth and started resuming it's hardness. Erich, after a momentary panic, was enjoying himself. Amber had brought him someone else to fuck, he thought. She had larger breasts than Amber (just about any woman did), and Erich imagined his cock buried between those breasts, something Amber could not provide for him. His cock was hard now, and still Amber sucked on him. On the other end, Amber's friend was moving her hand between Amber's legs, apparently to rub her clit. The woman found the clit and started pulling it. Amber moaned onto Erich's cock and came, her usual squirting cum blocked by the dildo filling her pussy. As she started to cum, the other woman said "Now!" From the kitchen came yet another naked woman, this one very young and doe-eyed from watching the fuckfest. This woman had even larger breasts than the second woman, and also had a full round ass. Erich looked at the newcomer in approval. This woman, he thought, has an ass well worth fucking. Erich's imagination and Amber's sucking did the trick. Erich's cock jerked, once, twice, and he started to cum. As soon as Amber felt the first cum shoot from Erich's cock, she pulled her mouth off him and finished him off by stroking him with her hands. The cum shot straight up from Erich's cock and fell onto his stomach and Amber's hands. The newest woman from the kitchen watched Erich's cock explode, her eyes growing even bigger. Then she approached Amber, bent down and kissed her hard on the mouth. Amber, after seeing the orgasm Erich had and feeling the deep loving kiss of this woman, came again as the second woman continued to fuck her pussy. The second woman pulled the dildo out of Amber's ass and let her squirting orgasm splash on her thighs. She smiled happily, then signaled for the third woman. This girl left Amber and immediately fell between the other woman's legs, licking the cum off her, cleaning her up. Erich watched in anticipation. He had seen lesbian scenes in pornos he had watched, but had never had more than one woman at a time. Now, he had three women, and his mind whirled with thoughts of what he could do with them all. Soon the younger one had finished cleaning the older woman. She sat up, then sucked on the dildo the older woman wore, cleaning that, too. Amber had gotten onto the couch, curling by Erich's side. The big football player hardly noticed her, as his attention was on the two strangers. When the dildo was cleaned, the older woman turned to the two on the couch. "Hi," she said. "My name is Anne, and this is my slave girl Wanda. We're friends of Amber's, and invited ourselves over after learning about your weekend fuckfest with her." A wide grin creased Erich's face. "I'm glad to meet you, Anne. Same to you, Wanda. Let's fuck!" "Hold on, cowboy, there are some rules," Anne proclaimed. "First and foremost, I am in charge, not you. You will get plenty of sex, but you will do as I tell you, when I tell you, or we're all leaving. Agreed?" Erich was already imagining what he could do with three girls, all of them for him. "Sure," he replied. "Anything you want." "Also, if for any reason someone wants to stop, you must stop, no matter what. Understood?" Erich didn't want the details, he wanted the action. "Sure, sure." "And finally, you must warn us whenever you're about to cum. Will you follow these rules?" "Damn, I said yes," Erich said, exasperated. "Now let's go!!" "OK," Anne said. "Everyone to the bedroom." Amber's bedroom was a study in pink. There were pink walls, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases. The bed itself was king-sized, and a four-poster bed. Attached to each of the four poster corners was a leather strap. At the end of the straps were handcuffs. "Lie on the bed," Anne told Erich. The football player quickly did as he was told. The three girls attached the handcuffs to Erich's hands and feet, leaving him spread-eagled. Amber guided Wanda over to one side of the bed. "Honey, let me show you how to suck a man's cock," she said. Wanda, who had never done that before, nodded in agreement. Amber climbed between Erich's legs. She took his 12-inch cock into her hands and started stroking it up and down. She opened her mouth wide and slowly let it drop down the top of Erich's cock. When she had the head inside her mouth, she closed her lips and sucked in. The vacuum in Amber's mouth on Erich's cock made the lineman moan in pleasure. Amber then started bobbing her mouth up and down on his cock. With each downward thrust, more of his cock slid into her mouth. When she had eight inches in, she stopped. It looked to Wanda like she was going to throw up. Instead, Amber relaxed her throat, and slid the last four inches into her mouth. Then she started bobbing up and down on his entire shaft, sucking in with each upward thrust, and licking the shaft as she lowered back down on it. While Erich could feel the blow job, he could not see it. Anne had strattled his chest, and was busily moving her 34b breasts from side to side, just inches from Erich's mouth. Erich could feel the strap-on lying on his chest. If he stuck his tongue out, he could just flick at the woman's nipples. He wanted to devour those breasts, but he couldn't move, so he couldn't pull the breasts closer. Anne's teasing of Erich continued on. Wanda had started rubbing her pussy. She had never seen a blow job before, except in movies. This was also the largest cock she had ever seen, movies or no. It seemed even larger than the cocks she had been rubbing against the past couple of nights as a stripper/lap dancer at the Strip-O-Rama. Amber's hands were busy. One of them started rubbing Anne's pussy, as she had lifted her butt a little to drop her breasts even lower and closer to Erich. This had caused Anne to gasp when Amber first touched her, but Anne maintained a slight distance from Erich's mouth. Amber's other hand had cupped Erich's balls, playing with them and feeling their movements at the same time. After a couple of minutes deep-throating Erich, the gymnast lifted her mouth from Erich's shaft and sucked his balls into her mouth. She swirled her tongue all around them, pulling at them as she did so. Wanda, noticing Erich's shaft was freed, screwed up her courage and leaned over. She took the tip of his cock into her mouth and sucked. Erich's cock jerked immediately, and a couple of drops of precum slipped out of the little slit at the cock's end. The lineman had never had two mouths on his cock before, and wanted to cum. But he realized that the more he held off, the better the pleasure he would receive. At the taste of the precum, Wanda pulled her head away. The fluid had tasted salty, not at all like what a woman's orgasmic juices tasted like. The teen wrinkled her nose at the taste. She knew which taste she preferred now, but she was committed to this night's play, so she returned to Erich's cock. This time, she opened wider and took his cockhead into her mouth. Her tongue flicked over the slit, causing more precum to ooze out. Then her tongue moved around the head, causing Erich to moan in pleasure. As soon as Erich moaned, Anne dropped a breast into his mouth. The moan was immediately muffled by the flesh invading his mouth, but he did not mind. He took a big mouthful of this woman's breast and sucked hard on it, matching the vacuum being exerted on his cock. His tongue flicked at her nipple. The combination of tongue on her nipple and fingers in her pussy caused Anne to moan in pleasure. Wanda got four inches of Erich's cock into her mouth, then started to gag. This was a very thick piece of manflesh, and Wanda had never sucked a real cock before. She tried fighting off the gagging, but couldn't. With a quick pull up, her mouth came off Erich's shaft. Amber felt Wanda's movement and looked up at her. The teen seemed on the verge of throwing up. Amber removed her mouth from Erich's balls and lifted up to kiss Wanda. The kiss stopped Wanda's feelings of gagging, and re-started her internal juices flowing. "Watch me, love," Amber said. "When you get where you feel like gagging, just stop. Relax your throat, then slide the cock lower. Don't worry if you can't suck him all in, though. It took me a while to learn how to go down to his balls. Watch." Amber dropped her head back on Erich's cock. He moaned into Anne's breast again as she went deep down his shaft. When she reached her gag point, she pointed to her throat. Wanda watched in fascination as she thought she saw the throat muscles relax, and then the cock slide down, making a slight bulge. Amber lifted her mouth off Erich and said, "Your turn." Wanda put her mouth on Erich. The man moaned again, feeling a different mouth on his shaft. Wanda lowered her mouth until she felt that gag feeling again. Then she stopped and tried to will her mouth wider and her throat to open more. She took another half-inch, then had to lift off him. Amber's hand was now on Wanda's head. Instead of letting the teen pull totally off Erich's cock, she stopped Wanda and then pushed the head back down. Wanda followed Amber's lead, going down to her gag point, sucking, then lifting up before dropping back down again. Every third drop of Wanda's mouth, she practiced deep throating. Her patience was paying off, and soon she had half the cock in her mouth. Anne, meanwhile, needed more than a finger in her pussy. As Wanda lifted off Erich's cock, Anne slid down and let the cock impale her, filling her pussy with cock for the first time in almost a year. Anne, though mostly lesbian, had an occasional need for a cock. Tonight she was going to fulfill that need. As she started riding Erich's cock, she called for Amber to come around her front. The small nimble girl did as she was told. Anne positioned Amber with one leg on each side of Erich's stomach. then she pulled Amber backwards, filling Amber's pussy with the strap-on. The gymnast moaned in joy as she was fucked by the dildo. she leaned down and kissed her boyfriend deeply. She knew he was close to orgasm by the various sounds he was making. Wanda felt a bit left out, but not for long. Anne told her to sit on Erich's face. The teen did as she was ordered, and a man's tongue entered her pussy for the first time. As it did so, Amber moved her hand in such a way as it would rub Wanda's clit, giving her added pleasure. Anne came first. She folded herself backwards on Erich's cock and came, flooding his shaft with her juices. The backwards movement also changed the angle the strap-on was going into Amber. It's tip started rubbing on her G-Spot, causing the gymnast to cry out and cum as well. Erich pulled his mouth out of Wanda's pussy quickly and screamed "I'm cumming!!" Anne lifted off his cock just in time, pulling the dildo from Amber, as Erich blasted his sticky semen out the slit to splash on Anne's thighs and Amber's backside. Wanda rolled off Erich, still horny. His tongue had not been very good, possibly because his thoughts were on Anne's pussy. She started masturbating, hoping for a release from her sexual tensions. Anne and Amber both saw Wanda's predicament. They both dove between Wanda's legs. Suddenly there were two tongues filling Wanda's pussy. The teen spread her legs wide and enjoyed the double-tonguing for a minute. then, with a beg of "Mistress, please let me cum!!", and an approval hand sign from Anne, Wanda came, flooding both tongues with her cum. Watching three women orgasm had kept Erich's cock semi-rigid. Amber crawled away from Wanda and sat on Erich's cock. Her pussy kegeled on his shaft, squeezing it back to hardness. As she did so, Anne rolled onto her back next to Erich. Her strap-on pointed in the air, but only momentarily. Wanda happily crawled over, raised up, and slid her pussy onto Anne's strap-on. Erich's eyes moved back and forth, one minute watching Amber riding his cock, then looking over to see Wanda riding Anne's "cock." He smiled in appreciation, seeing Wanda's 38c breasts bouncing as she went up and down on her Mistress' shaft. Erich appreciated the agility Amber had in bed, but he missed seeing a nice pair of tits bouncing along with his every thrust. He hoped he could appreciate Wanda's pussy on his cock soon. Having just cum, Erich had amazing staying power. Amber rode his cock until, squealing in delight, she orgasmed. Amber's orgasm signaled Wanda's body, and the teen followed with her own orgasm a minute later. Then, as if arranged, both girls lifted off the cocks they were riding, turned around, and slid the shafts into their asses. Erich loved fucking Amber's ass, but seeing another woman with a cock in her ass, even a strap-on cock like Anne was wearing, was too much. Less than a minute after Amber had filled her ass with Erich's cock, he came, the semen flowing out of Amber's anal opening. For Wanda, this was the first time Anne had made love to Wanda's ass. She had shoved things in it, for torture, but never had Anne used a strap-on to make love to her slave anally. As the dildo filled Wanda's ass, she felt Anne's hands rubbing her clit. This added to the excitement the teen was feeling. She knew she would cum soon, and asked her Mistress for release. "Please, Ma'am," Wanda said, "Let me cum." Anne stopped stroking then. "Hold your orgasm, pet," she said. "Get off the strap-on and sit on Erich's face." Wanda, confused, still did as she was told. As she lowered onto Erich's face, his tongue automatically drove into her pussy. Wanda, close to cumming before, felt the need returning quickly. This time, she wanted to cum. Anne agreed, and as Erich's tongue thrust into Wanda's pussy, the teen came, juices flowing from her onto Erich's face. The man licked and slurped as fast as he could, but despite his efforts, cum still flowed past his mouth and down his cheeks. Anne and Amber both leaned over and licked Erich's cheeks, cleaning him off. Wanda, after cumming, automatically started sucking on Anne's strap-on, doing her slave duty by cleaning her Mistress' toys. The three women curled around the still-bound Erich and soon fell asleep. Erich tried to sleep, but found he could only doze off. Lying on his back, still tied to the bed, was uncomfortable. He hoped he would be untied soon. As Sunday morning broke, Wanda woke first. She stealthily undid the strap-on from Anne's waist and slipped it on her own waist. The teen had enjoyed being awakened with a fucking, and now she would give that pleasure. Being a slave, she could not initiate sex with her Mistress, so Wanda pulled Amber's legs apart slowly, then shoved the dildo into her and started fucking her. The movement of the bed caused by Wanda's thrusts woke Anne and Erich. Amber, on the other hand, woke to her own moans of pleasure. Anne sized up the situation and crawled over Erich to Amber's side of the bed. She lowered her pussy down and muffled Amber's cries of lustful joy with her pussy over the gymnast's mouth. Amber automatically started licking Anne's pussy lips, pleasing the older woman. Wanda's Story Ch. 08 Wanda watched in joy as Anne fed Amber her pussy. Wanda's thrusts were now steady and strong, as she imitated the thrusts she had seen Erich giving Amber the previous evening. Anne looked over at the man tied up and lowered her head. She expertly took his cock into her mouth, deep throating him quickly and sucking hard, giving Erich his own wake-up sex. Amber came quickly, loving the combination of Wanda's strap-on with Anne's pussy nearly smothering her. She squirted hard as she came, wetting the bed. Anne came next. She felt Amber's orgasm through her pussy, and as Amber came, it made Anne cum as well. She flowed her pussy juices all over Amber's tongue, giving the gymnast a wonderful wake-up juice. Then she shifted and dropped her pussy onto Erich's cock, filling herself and driving Erich mad with desire. Erich, hearing and seeing the orgasms around him then feeling his cock deep in this wonderful woman, could hold off no longer. She moaned a warning that he was going to cum, and came as well, shooting semen into Anne's pussy. The older woman took him deeper and deeper, accepting the cum shots. As she felt him empty into her, Anne came again, crying out in joy as she joined Erich in a mutual orgasm. She then rolled off Erich, sated for the moment. As soon as her senses returned, Anne said "Pet?" Wanda immediately looked at her Mistress and answered, "Yes, Ma'am?" "Breakfast for four, please. Oatmeal, milk, coffee and whipped cream, as fast as you can make it." "Yes, Mistress," Wanda said. She scrambled off the bed and down to Amber's kitchen, the strap-on wobbling in front of her. As Wanda got breakfast ready, Anne turned to Erich. "I am going to release you," she said. "But you are not to put your cock into Wanda in any way, unless she asks you to. Do you understand?" "Yes, I do," Erich said, though his face showed that he didn't understand at all. Still, with a chance to move his arms and legs again, he would have said and agreed to just about anything. Erich was stretching his arm muscles, trying to remove the stiffness, when Wanda padded back into the room, breakfast laid out on a TV tray. Anne looked on in approval as Wanda went to her and knelt, holding the tray for Anne to inspect. "Very good, my pet," Anne said after looking over the contents of the tray. Everyone, on the bed. Breakfast is ready." Erich, Amber and Wanda climbed on the bed. Anne positioned Wanda in the middle of the bed, took off the strap-on the teen was wearing, then smiled wickedly. Erich was starting to reach for a bowl of oatmeal when Anne swatted his huge hand away. "Breakfast will be eaten, but not from the bowls," Anne explained. She then poured three bowls of oatmeal over Wanda's body. She added milk, then looked at her two sex partners. "Dig in and eat," she said. Erich had seen pornos where this had been done, so he was quickest to respond. He dove between Wanda's legs and started licking his breakfast off her pussy and upper thighs. That his tongue took liberties and slipped into her pussy didn't bother Erich a bit, and from the moans he heard from the teenager, Wanda didn't seem to mind, either. Anne and Amber took a breast each, licking the oatmeal off the girl's upper body. They seemed to reach her nipples at the same time, and each woman sucked off a nipple while Erich's tongue drove into Wanda's pussy more than it licked off oatmeal. The teen's moans filled the room as her body was methodically cleaned and she neared her first orgasm of the morning. When most of the oatmeal was gone from Wanda's body, Anne grabbed the can of whipped cream. She forced Erich away from the teen's pussy for a minute, then filled it with the sticky white foam. She then released the football player to continue his eating. ERich didn't need any encouragement. His mouth drove back to Wanda's pussy lips. He used his hands to almost split the teen in two before his tongue thrust deep into Wanda's pussy. She squirmed on his face, driving herself harder onto his face. As she neared climax, she felt drops of hot coffee fall onto her breasts. Though it had cooled a bit and did not scald her, she still shuddered in shock at the sudden heat, followed by the coolness of a woman's tongue as either Anne or Amber licked the coffee off. Wanda was so close to cumming she had shut her eyes, and could not tell whose tongue was whose. "Please, let me cum!!" she cried, needing her release. She heard Anne say "Cum, my pet," and she released her hold on her orgasm. Wanda came, shaking in delight as she orgasmed on this man's tongue. Afterwards, Anne had Erich lie on the bed. She poured the last bowl of oatmeal over his cock and told Wanda to enjoy her breakfast. Wanda started sucking his cock, eating the oatmeal as she did so. Perhaps because of the practice from the night before, perhaps it was the fact that Wanda was focusing on the oatmeal as much as the cock. Whatever the reason, Wanda was able to take 10 of Erich's 12 inches down her throat. Amber's hand grasped the base of Erich's cock, stroking it every time Wanda raised up. Soon the oatmeal was gone, but the oral suckfest continued. At a signal from Anne, Wanda lifted off Erich's cock, and Amber took her place. She took all Erich's cock into her mouth, while Wanda sucked on a man's balls for the first time. Then Amber lifted off Erich's cock, and Anne sucked his rod deep into her mouth. Then Wanda was back on his shaft, sucking happily away. The different mouths, and different suction strengths and techniques, drove Erich to the brink of orgasm. Then Wanda lifted off his cock, and all three women started licking the outside of the shaft, moving their tongues up and down, over and around, down to his balls, then back to the slit in his cock. This was the end. He came again, shooting cum into the mouth and face of any woman that got over the cock. All three eventually had semen matted in their hair as Erich's shaft deflated. Since he had not slept much the night before, Erich rolled over and started dozing. This gave the women a chance to be alone. They headed for the bathroom, and somehow slipped all three of their bodies into the shower together. Amber's soap-on-a-rope was shaped like a cock, and before all three women were clean, they had felt that soap in their ass. By the end of the shower the soap was much smaller, like a cock that had shot it's load. After they dried off, they talked about how to conclude the session. Amber and Anne had noticed that Wanda had not taken Erich's cock in her pussy, though from Erich's lustful looks at the teen, they knew he wanted to fuck her. Wanda told them that, despite seeing them both fucking Erich, she was not ready to do so. Wanda was a virgin, at least where it came to a man's cock in her pussy or ass, and wanted to remain that way a while longer. Amber knew, though, that if Erich didn't get to fuck Wanda, he might try and take her by force. She knew he was stronger than all three of them together. The answer was simplicity itself. When Erich woke up, horny and ready for more sex, the girls led him into the living room. He was told to sit on the couch, and Anne explained that Wanda, while not wanting to fuck him, wanted to give him a special pleasure only she could. Erich was told he could not touch Wanda unless Wanda allowed him to. Then Amber turned on the stereo, and Wanda came out of the kitchen. She was dressed in one of Amber's gymnastics leotards. Because Wanda was much taller and fuller than Amber, the places where Wanda bulged, her butt and breasts, bulged even harder, straining against the fabric. To get the unitard to fit over her breasts, Wanda had pulled the crotch into her pussy, splitting the lips. She started dancing, giving Erich a lap dance he would never forget. She slid her body all over Erich's naked form. Her hands marveled at the muscles on the man, as her nails scraped his washboard abdomen, then squeezed his large biceps. She pulled one shoulder strap of the unitard off her body, freeing one constrained breast. She fed it to Erich, letting him lick the nipple and suck the areola until her nipple was hard and Wanda was fighting off moans. Then she turned her back to him and started rubbing her butt up and down his cock. Her covered ass crack felt Erich's cock squirm against it. Her exposed butt cheeks felt the flesh against her flesh, and she could feel the precum he was already leaking wetting her asscheeks. As she squirmed her butt, she freed her other breast. She pulled the unitard down, stepping away from Erich's now-hard cock as she skinned the fabric off her body. Then Wanda dropped to her knees and took Erich's cock between her pillowy breasts, moving up and down and titfucking the man. Erich moaned loudly, and barely held off his orgasm, but only when Wanda grabbed the base of his shaft and squeezed hard. As Wanda squeezed, she slipped a look at her girlfriends. Anne and Amber were very busy themselves, buried in a deep 69. They had watched Wanda for a bit, but lust had taken over and they were now interested only in each other. When Erich looked like he had self-control again, Wanda resumed her lap dance. She slid her body up his shaft, letting it rest on her shaved mons. She started rubbing his cock against her mons, renewing Erich's moans of pleasure. Then she turned again. She put a high arch in her back, so only her shoulder on Erich's shoulder was the only place the two people were touching. Wanda started rubbing her breasts, then took Erich's hands and placed them on her breasts. He started rubbing them, freeing Wanda to start stroking her own pussy, drawing forth her pussy juices. She slid her hand inside her pussy, getting the fingers wet. Then she reached back and slicked her pussy juices on Erich's cock, slicking it as well. Wanda then relaxed her arched back. She squirmed a bit, and Erich's wet cock slipped into Wanda's ass crack. The teen held her ass cheeks open as Erich's cock settled between them, then held them closed to trap Erich's cock. She started moving up and down now, riding Erich's cock from the outside like she had seen Anne and Amber ride it while they were impaled with it. After a few passes to insure this idea would work, Wanda turned and strattled Erich's body. She pulled his cock back into her ass crack and rose him hard. She used her hands to hold Erich in place, giving the football player almost what he had wanted. His eyes were glued to her bouncing breasts, inches from his body. He felt her nipples brushing over his dark skin as the fucked. His cock was being squeezed by ass flesh and fingers, and both of them were close to cumming. Erich lifted one of Wanda's breasts high and pulled it up into his own mouth. As he sucked it in, he could hold off no longer. A quick cry and his cock started spurting up Wanda's back. Wanda, in turn, released her desires and came, flowing over his hairy groin and lower abdomen. Erich released Wanda's breast, pulled Wanda's head to hers, and kissed her deeply. Wanda returned the kiss, the lust she was feeling finally released. The couple then looked over, to see the other two women in the room. Both were holding each other, and each face gleamed with cum. They had finished moments before, and witnessed the climaxes of Erich and Wanda. Shortly thereafter, Wanda and Anne had to leave for the Strip-O-Rama, giving Amber and Erich some private time for a final round of lovemaking. As they kissed Amber and Erich goodbye, Wanda wondered if she would ever fuck a man. The answer would be one Wanda never would forget. Wanda's Story Ch. 09 Life settled down for Wanda Catron the next few months. Order, it seemed, had returned to her life at last. Her weeks were still full, but there was an exactness to that fullness. She worked at the strip club Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. On Friday and Saturday, her Mistress, Anne Franklin, closed the evening with a sex act onstage with Wanda. These proved to be the most popular parts of the nights at the Strip-O-Rama. the owners, noticing the increase in attendance those nights, added a closing sex act for every night of the week, with other women involved in the programs. Among the programs, and Wanda's personal favorite, was "Bambi Meets Godzilla." In this show, put on Monday nights, the stripper Bambi and her best friend, June, did an act that involved June wearing a large strap-on, which was bright green and named "Godzilla." That was the most popular act after Wanda and Anne's, probably because the men in the audience felt they had a Godzilla in their pants. Another program, always on Sunday night, was "Angel's Dirty Deed." One of the strippers, Angel, came out in a white gown and wings, with a halo over her head. When her partner, seemingly a different dancer each week, came onstage, Angel's white gown and wings were pulled off her body to reveal bright red undergarments, always including crotchless panties. As soon as the gown came off Angel, a spring-loaded pair of devil's horns popped onto her head, replacing the halo. Angel must have had a deal with the local Frederick's shop, because her crotchless panties were always torn and stained by the time the act was over. The other acts were unknown to Wanda, because she did not work on Tuesdays, Wednesdays or Thursdays. Instead, the teenager was usually doing chores those days, and spending the evenings in the dungeon, as she had taken to calling the basement, with Anne and sometimes with Amber Anderson, their friend. Amber continued seeing Erich Buchanon, her football-playing boyfriend, on Saturday nights and Sunday, but Anne had not taken Wanda back to join in that weekly sexual excursion. So Wanda's curiosity regarding a male penis in her pussy had remained just that, a curiosity. But Anne and Amber more than made up for it with the sexual role-playing and lovemaking they did. Just about every instrument in the dungeon had been used in their sex, except the cage on the one end of the room. That had never been used. Wanda started having sexual fantasies about it, though. In her fantasies, she was a prisoner in jail, with Amber her cellmate and Anne their cruel guard. Wanda and Amber were lovers in Wanda's fantasy, and one night, while engaged in their usual lovemaking, they were interrupted by Anne, dressed in a guard's outfit and carrying a billyclub. There was a surprise inspection that night, and Anne had caught the two just as they were orgasming. As Wanda's fantasy continued, Anne opened the cell door and let herself in. She handcuffed Wanda to one end of the cell's bed, and Amber to the other end. Anne then took her time, licking both women to orgasm. As they came, each woman scooted their pussies closer, so they were practically cumming on Anne's cheeks, one on each side. Anne then took her billy club, pulled the ends off it, and revealed a double-headed dildo. She shoved one end in Wanda and the other end in Amber. She used the handle to fuck both women at once with it. Then, unsatisfied with what she was doing, Anne magically became nude and the handle became a third dildo head. Anne slid onto that handle and, as she fucked herself with the handle, her movements kept the two heads moving in Wanda and Amber as well. Wanda's fantasy always ended with the three of them cumming together, with Wanda (in real life) cumming then, too, having masturbated to orgasm from her fantasy. Another part of Wanda's weekly routine was a trip to the local porno shop. During an earlier trip there, she had discovered that her high-school lover, Betty Grant, had become a porn star instead of going to college (or maybe while in college, Wanda wasn't sure). Betty, who was using the name Nan Humper, was fast becoming a star. Wanda found all Betty's old movies (7 in all) and soon noticed a new Nan Humper movie every week, it seemed. Wanda bought them all, and took them home to watch. She had taken to hiding the DVDs at home, thinking Anne didn't know about them. Wanda didn't know that the clerk at the porno house knew Anne, and was reporting Wanda's sales to the older woman. At home, Wanda frequently masturbated to Betty's movies. She saw that Betty was fucking men as well as women, although it seemed to Wanda that women were much more prevalent in Betty's porn world. Wanda remembered how Betty had made love to her, and saw those same lovemaking techniques on film. She also noticed they seemed to be lacking in the boy-girl scenes Betty filmed, as if she was faking with the men but truly cumming with the women. This week's film had Betty part of an all-woman astronaut crew going to destroy an asteroid on a collision course with Earth. The movie, named "Cumageddon", was a funny take on the movie "Armageddon." Betty's role was the Ben Affleck part. She was first seen sleeping with the boss's daughter. Her next sex scene was a giant orgy in a pool where they were supposed to be training to destroy the asteroid. As the movie continued, Wanda's hands could not keep out of her panties. Betty and the Russian astronaut made love in their lunar land-rover as it made its was to the rest of the crew. The sexual scene was heightened, in Wanda's mind, when the Russian proclaimed she had never been with a woman. Tenderly Betty undressed her, kissing her at the same time. Wanda's mind flew back to when Betty had first made love to her, and she put herself in the Russian's body as she masturbated. Betty's mouth moved to the Russian's massive breasts when they were uncovered. Wanda's hands followed Betty's mouth, rubbing her nipples as Betty licked the actress's. The scene then showed the Russian's hairy pussy. Betty's tongue expertly parted away the hair and licked the girl's inner labia. Wanda's fingers split her own pussy apart, humping at the screen as if to get Betty's tongue into her own pussy. Her fingers pulled her clit as Betty's fingers pulled the Russian's. Both the Russian and Wanda came together, screaming out Betty's name in lust as they orgasmed. The Russian then rolled Betty onto her hands and knees, and Wanda's hands continued to play with herself. After a couple of quick licks, sort of testing the taste and feel of a woman's pussy for the first time, the Russian dove her mouth hard onto Betty's pussy. Wanda well remembered her first pussy licking, and it seemed in her mind that it was indeed her between Betty's legs, not this actress whom Wanda could not name. Wanda's tongue darted in and out of her mouth as the Russian licked Betty. Wanda's hands rubbed furiously, and Wanda had her second orgasm a bit before Betty had her own on-camera orgasm. The finale of the movie had all the astronauts on their space shuttle after blowing up the asteroid. The mass orgy was a stunning visual masterpiece, as the women floated in space as they made love together. The camera took pictures from all angles, including up from the bottom, as the women licked, sucked and dildoed themselves in celebration of saving Earth. While Wanda had no idea how they had filmed that scene, seeing new camera angles for sex scenes made Wanda cum harder than she had all film long, masturbating furiously with a plastic dildo, matching the one Betty was using on two women at once. * * * * * A week after Thanksgiving, Wanda got a call from her Mother. Wanda had broken down in early November and told her Mom that she was living with Anne. She did not, however, tell Mom the exact nature of that living arrangement. Mom told Wanda that she got a phone call from someone who claimed she knew Wanda. This woman's name was "Betty," she would be in town starting Dec. 8, and she wanted to see Wanda. There was a phone number left, and Mom gave the number to Wanda. With shaking hands, hoping beyond all hope that this was who she thought it might be, Wanda called the number. She got an answering machine. "This is the number for Betty and Nan. Knowing Nan, she's probably in bed with someone. Knowing Betty, she's outside waiting for Nan to be finished. Leave a message and we'll get back to you when we can." Then the machine beeped. "Betty?" Wanda said hesitantly. "This is Wanda Catron. Did you call me? If so, please call me at my new number. It's ..." and Wanda gave her phone number, area code first. "Please call between the hours of 8 am and 4 pm. don't call later, because someone else is home at that time." Wanda went about her chores, including cooking dinner. Amber was coming over later on, so Wanda planned steak for three, with sweet potatoes and salad. As the steaks were cooking, the phone rang. Wanda picked up the extension and said "Franklin/Catron Home, this is Wanda. How may I help you?" "Wanda?" said the familiar voice on the other end of the line. "This is Betty, Betty Grant. How are you?" "Betty!" Wanda squealed. "It was you calling my mom earlier. how are you?" "Oh, great, great. Listen, hon, I'll be on semester break in a week or so, and I'd really like to see you, you know? Can we get together sometime? I have a business proposition for you." "Oh, sure, Bets," said Wanda, falling on her old nickname for her old lover. "Let's make it a weekday before Christmas, if possible." "How about Dec. 12? That's a Tuesday. So, whatcha doin' for money these days? Still slaving at Wal-Mart for minimum wage?" "No, I'm doing much better," Wanda replied earnestly. "I'm dancing at a club now, bringing in good money. And Dec. 12 is fine." "Oh, come on," Betty said. "No dancers can make good money unless they take their clothes off." Wanda blushed, then quietly said, "I know." Betty got the picture. "I'd love to see you at work." "I've seen you at work, too," Wanda admitted. Betty giggled. "Wow, I didn't think you would have. That might simplify things. Tell me where you work, and I'll try and drop in on you." Wanda gave directions to the Strip-O-Rama, and explained when she worked. She didn't tell Betty about her living arrangement, or her life as a slave. They exchanged pleasantries, with Betty only side-stepping the school-work question. "I manage" was all she would say. When they hung up, Wanda had to hustle to finish dinner before Anne got home. She was just mashing the yams when Anne walked in the door, followed by their lover and friend, Amber Anderson. Dinner went well, as did the sex afterwards. Amber then spent time polishing her strip routine. She had taken another second-place at the amateur Night she attended in November, and was determined to win when she could return to the dance floor in December. * * * * * Monday night, Dec. 11, Wanda drove to the Strip-O-Rama alone. Anne had found going to the strip club the night before school was too tiring on her, so she allowed Wanda to travel alone Sundays and Mondays. Wanda arrived at the club, then got her usual escort into the building by one of the lot attendants, who also doubled as outdoor bodyguards. She went to the back, showered, added body glitter to her nude form, then dressed for her first number. She chose the schoolgirl outfit, a standard choice for her on Monday, a school night. As she popped onstage from behind the curtain, her eyes locked on a woman sitting in the front row. She blinked, then looked again. Sure enough, that was Betty Grant, sitting front and center, staring right at her. As Wanda danced, she seemed to keep most of her eye contact on her former lover, though Betty's gaze was occasionally broken as a fan of her porn work asked her, as Nan Humper, to sign a napkin. Wanda's smile grew as, finally nude, she saw Betty pull out a $50 and put it between her teeth. Wanda knew the bodyguards, though more lax when it came to women touching the dancers, still had to watch for danger and keep fans distant. A certain sly hand signal from Wanda kept the bouncers at bay, however, as Wanda moved right up to Betty, then smiled and spread her pussy lips for the woman. Betty was even more radiant than Wanda remembered. Wanda guided Betty's money hand to the stage edge, making her fold the bill in half and hold it straight up. Betty, and the audience, watched in amazement as Wanda went over to Betty and lowered herself in a squat right over the bill. The girl then squeezed her pussy together and lifted off Betty's hand, the $50 trapped between her pussy lips. The crowd applauded this maneuver, and those men around the stage held out their bills, hoping to see a repeat from Wanda. They were disappointed, however. After her set, Wanda headed into the club, and made a beeline right to Betty. They grabbed each other and swiftly kissed, more to keep from becoming a show themselves and draw attention from June, the dancer onstage. Wanda pulled Betty back to the lap dance section and sat down with her. They spent most of the night together back in that corner. Wanda occasionally danced for Betty, earning enough that night to cover her expenses. The girls giggled at how they both ended up in adult entertainment. Betty explained how she got into the film business. * * * * * "I was struggling with expenses," Betty said quietly. "Living in California, tuition is only half the costs. Everything is expensive there. I have a two-bedroom apartment I'm sharing with three other girls, and it's still $700 a month for rent, gas, electricity and phone. Food is more, and even movies cost $9. "So, I saw this ad looking for 'new talent' to audition for a reality series set in Chatsworth. I hopped in my car one afternoon after classes and drove the two hours to the San Fernando Valley. I was brought into a room with two women and a male cameraman and asked about my sexual history. One of the women explained she was the casting director and would ask the questions. She told me it would be a porn movie. I explained I was a lesbian, but had also had limited experiences with men. She then had the cameraman take some pictures. I was then told about the show. "The 'reality series' turned out to be called 'Lesbian Sex-Real Life' and it was about 16 girls who would live in the same house for two months. Everything would be filmed, and sex was encouraged. She asked if I was still interested. When I said yes, she told me to seduce the other woman in the room while they filmed. So I started kissing her, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. She kissed me back, matching my passion. "After a minute or two I forgot there was a camera in the room. I had stripped this woman and went right for her pussy. She had this little strip of hair between her legs, like a little arrow pointing straight to her pussy. So straight to her pussy I went, licking and sucking for all I was worth. As I did so, the casting director came up behind me, pulled my panties down and started licking my asshole. I was really glad I had bathed that morning, believe you me. "I had that girl moaning and cumming in about five minutes, then she turned on me and started licking my pussy. The director started driving her tongue deep into my ass, and my dam broke. I came and came, and that's how i got on the show. "On the show, we were broken into two groups, and the producers would send us out on sex errands every four days. The team that lost its errand challenge would then vote out one member. The first errand was easy. Find a girl in West Hollywood and allow us to fuck her as a gang-bang. Our team found a cute blonde bitch who was as wild as we were. The other team ended up choosing a mousy librarian who admitted right at the start that she had never had a lesbian affair. Our team was chosen winner that week. "Other errands included going to a strip club, having public sex on the beach, and posting photos on an amateur nude photo site. I'm proud to say my photos got the top score that week. "When we got down to eight girls, the tasks turned from team to partners. I chose this black woman, Julia, as my partner. We won the first two challenges and survived a third. But when the challenge was to seduce as a team a member of the opposite sex, I blew it because I cringed at the sight of a cock close up. Our team lost, and I got voted off. There was some wild things happening in that house. I had my first orgy there, with the other seven members of my team. I had sex with a black woman for the first time, when Julia and I became partners. After the show wrapped up, we had an all-house orgy for the finale, including the cameramen. That was when I had my first cock. "The producers couldn't sell the series, but a couple other people they showed the series to took a liking to me, and I got called for porn parts. I came up with my name based on my old doll's name, and the car my Daddy drove." "You mean," Wanda exclaimed, "Nan Humper is ..." "My old Nancy Drew doll, and the Jeep Hummer Daddy owned. They changed the name to make it a bit more sexy." Betty giggled at the name change, as did Wanda. The owner wandered over to their table early on, curious about why wanda was spending so much time with this one woman, when plenty of men wanted time with Wanda as well. Wanda started to explain who Betty was, when the owner, Freddie Antonabbi, cried out "Nan Humper! I'm a big fan!" After that, Wanda and Betty had almost carte blanche for her tipping Wanda. Betty responded with $50 for Wanda each set, given to Wanda in the most exotic ways possible. Once Betty Held it between her pushed-together breasts, and Wanda's tongue ranged freely on the breast flesh before she pulled the bill out with her teeth. Another time Wanda lay, naked and masturbating, at the end of the stage, while Betty (and a few of the men) rained crumpled $1 bills on her body. Still another time, Betty put the bill into her mouth and pulled Wanda into a deep kiss. When they broke the kiss, Wanda reached into her own mouth and fished the bill out, to the applause of the crowd. Just before the Monday night sex show, Betty agreed to do a special strip for the people in the audience. Freddie had asked her, and even agreed to pay her standard show fee of $2,500. Wanda whispered something to Betty, then after Betty agreed, the teen hurried backstage. * * * * * Betty was about 5-8, with silicone-injected 36D breasts, a small waist, and 34 butt. She was in street clothes, but that made the crowd hunger for her more, because it seemed like she had walked into their bedroom right after a date and stripped for them. As soon as the DJ announced her, using her stage name of Nan Humper, she loosened her blouse and pulled it off. Her bra was plain white, more functional than showy. That came off quickly, allowing the men to ogle in person the breasts they had seen on video. Next went her sandals, leaving the porn star barefooted. She slowly slid down her jeans and panties, showing the crowd she was a natural redhead after all. She had stopped shaving her pussy the week before, and the small tuft of hair was definitely red. She lowered herself to her back, then lifted back up, making her breasts the focus of attention. Betty worked the pole for a minute, then spread her legs wide and drove her fingers into herself as the music the DJ was playing built to its finale. As the music ended, she pulled her fingers out and held them to the light, showing how wet they were. She looked around and saw a man holding a $20 in his hand. She scooted to him and, as her clean hand took his money, her wet hand smeared itself dry on his crotch, ending with a small squeeze of the man's cock. More money came out, and Betty garnered a couple hundred dollars for her four-minute routine. She then left the stage as the DJ introduced Bambi, going onstage for the closing sex act routine. Wanda's Story Ch. 09 Bambi, a smallish woman with average breasts, stripped slowly. She bounded to and fro onstage, scampering like a little deer from side to side. The music ended and Bambi looked into the wings as a loud thumping started pounding from the speakers. The light focused on the curtain as a bright green dildo, and only the dildo, emerged from the back. The DJ said, "Here comes Godzilla!!" and the new dancer, wearing the strap-on, a rubber monster mask and nothing else, came out. She started walking straight down the stage, her footsteps matching the echo of the steps from the loudspeaker. Regular patrons of the Strip-O-Rama knew this woman was not June, Bambi's regular partner. As the most obvious sign, June was a black woman, and this girl was white. Still, Bambi continued her part of the act, scampering side to side on the stage until the second woman grabbed her, forced her down and made her suck the strap-on. Bambi took the strap-on deep in her throat, wetting it. The men in the crowd imagined that she was sucking on them. The women in the crowd imagined they were wearing the strap, or else they were doing the sucking. Suddenly, the masked woman pulled her rubber mask off her head. As she leaned down to kiss Bambi and lay her on her back, the crowd saw it was Nan Humper ... Wanda's friend Betty. Betty drove "Godzilla" deep into Bambi, causing the girl to cry out in ecstasy. She started a smooth rhythm, forcing even Bambi's breasts to bounce with each forward thrust. She kissed Bambi hard, adding to the woman's excitement. Half-way through the song, Betty rolled Bambi over onto her hands and knees. As she slid "Godzilla" in from behind, June emerged from the back, already equipped with another "Godzilla" strap-on. June slid under Bambi and Betty, kissing her regular partner quickly to stifle Bambi's cries of surprise. Betty pulled her strap-on out of Bambi's pussy and slid June's strap-on into it. Then Betty repositioned and slowly pushed her Godzilla strap-on into Bambi's ass. Bambi felt the fine pressure of the double-fuck and could hold off no longer. Her cries filled the room, and Bambi came, flooding all over June's strap-on. Betty waited for the orgasm to end, then pulled her dildo out of Bambi's ass and pushed it hard into June's open pussy. June, busy fucking Bambi as in the script, then let out her out startled scream, followed moments later with her own orgasm. Betty had moved one hand onto her own clit, and came with june, giving the patrons a three-way orgasm not seen on the stage since Wanda, Anne and Amber had done it last October. After the show the three girls continued their sexual escapades in the shower room. Bambi and june attacked Betty right off, dropping her to the floor and taking turns licking her pussy. Betty humped up at them and came twice, then leading both woman in a mouth-to-pussy daisy chain. Many of the other dancers joined in the orgy, but Wanda held back. She had not slept with anyone without Anne's permission, and wasn't planning to. * * * * * When she got home, Wanda went right to bed. She awoke the next morning to find Anne already gone to school. She called Betty's cell phone and got her friend on the line. "I didn't wake you, did I Bets?" Wanda cried when she heard how groggy Betty's voice sounded. "No, Cate," said Betty, using her old nickname for Wanda. "I had June between my legs, and Bambi was fucking June. We'd all just cum when you called. When can you get over here?" "How about two hours?" Wanda asked. "I have chores to do before I'm free." "Perfect," Betty said. "That will give the three of us more time in bed together. See you at 11, right here, OK?" Wanda agreed, hung up the phone and went about her daily duties. She hurried through them, getting them done to her satisfaction in near-record time. Then she powered her Mustang across town, arriving at Betty's motel just as Bambi and June were staggering out the door, tired and half-dressed. They were on each other's arms, holding each other up after a tiring marathon session with Betty. When Wanda entered Betty's motel room, her eyes drifted immediately on the two cameras mounted on tripods at different angles facing the bed. Before she could ask, Betty explained. "Cate, baby, I'm with a group doing a series called 'Hometown Ho's.' It follows a porn star to his or her home town. It shows the fans the sites of the home town, and also shows the star fucking some of the local residents. Bambi and June were here filming with me, and I thought you might like to get on film, also." "Bets," Wanda said, "I don't know. I'm in a pretty cool relationship, and I don't want to fuck it up by having on-screen sex." "Oh, Cate, baby. No one said we'd have sex together. I meant you could go with me today to different places. I'd introduce you as my former girlfriend. We could do the mall, and then off to the base of the ski slopes. We'll do the exterior filming today. Are you game?" "Ok, Bets, I'll agree to that." Wanda then spent the next half hour signing various forms and waivers, allowing her likeness to be used in the movie they were making, and another waiver showing she understood it was a porn movie. A couple other forms were produced and Wanda automatically signed them, too. When everything was done and legal, Betty called her cameraman's room and he came over to start the filming. Betty reminded Wanda to call her "Nan Humper" on camera, and promised to hide Wanda's identity by calling her "Cate" while on air. Betty wore a short miniskirt over nylon stretch pants. Her blouse, also of nylon and the same color as her pants, curved delightfully low, allowing Betty to show off the fullness of her breasts. She added a winter jacket with a zipper that she kept low. Betty, now portraying Nan introduced her good friend Cate to the porn audience. She explained that Cate was the last serious relationship she had had before getting into the business. Nan talked about Cate's sexual prowess in great detail, drawing a blush from Wanda. Together, Betty and Wanda drove to the mall. Wanda, though wearing tight jeans and an equally tight turtleneck, didn't draw near as many stares as Betty did. Then the people at the mall stared openly as Betty and Wanda wandered store to store, hand in hand. They spent a lot of time in Frederick's. They both modeled lingerie for the camera and each other. Wanda made sure she was covered in all the right places, though Nan would not hesitate to flash a breast or pussy at the cameraman's lens. They ended up buying some lingerie and a couple string bikinis. As they talked, Wanda found out how the weightless scene in "Cumageddon" had been filmed. While she didn't understand everything Betty said, she tried. Betty talked about a plane that did long climbs then steep plunges back towards the earth. The plunges threw the occupants of the plane into a feeling of floating and a near-weightless atmosphere. So during the plunges, the cast made love furiously, and during the climbs they planned what they would do next. Betty giggled as she remembered the girl who came while in weightless freefall. She was a squirter, and there was pussy juice floating in the air, until the plane came out of its dive. Then there was pussy juice all over everyone. They spent the day together, teasing the people of Provo. They drove through town, with Betty flashing people as the cameraman filmed it. They headed to the mountain base, where Betty showed how cold it was by showing the goosebumps on her breasts. They ate dinner at a stylish cafe in town, with Betty and Wanda's skimpy outfits drawing all sorts of eye contact. Finally they headed back to Betty's room. There Betty (Nan) talked to the camera about the great day she and Cate (Wanda) had spent together, and kissed Cate goodbye. After that closing, the cameraman stashed the camera back on its tripod and left the room, leaving the two girls alone. Once they were alone, Wanda smiled shyly at her former lover. She had felt a familiar tingle between her legs, a feeling she got before when she and Betty hung out together. She knew she had to have Betty, and figured that if she and Betty made love, Anne would never find out. Both girls leaned towards each other at the same time. Their arms naturally wrapped around the other's body as they started kissing. Their tongues, hesitant at first, soon danced together as the kissing became hotter and hotter. "Let's model our new bikinis for each other," Betty suggested. Wanda readily agreed, and dashed to the bathroom to change while Betty changed in the main room. Through the closed bathroom door, Wanda could hear Betty talking in a low voice. She wondered what her friend was saying, and who she was saying it to, but when she emerged from the bathroom, her questions were quickly forgotten. Betty was wearing a deep red string bikini, very skimpy, very tight. Wanda could see her friend's nipples in an erect position, and even see the labia lips curving against the bottoms. Wanda's bikini was of a light blue, and Wanda knew when it got wet it would become see-through. It wasn't as tight as Betty's but still left little to the imagination. Wanda planned to use it in a Flashdance-type number she was planning in her head. The girls closed back on each other and resumed their lip-lock. Betty moved them onto the bed, where they lay entwined in each other's arms, lost in the kiss, for the longest time. When Wanda finally rolled on top of Betty, the porn star reached around and untied the string on Wanda's bra. Wanda lifted up, letting the cloth fall off her breasts. Betty sucked one nipple into her mouth and expertly used her teeth to tease the nipple into a straighter position than it already was. Then she moved to the other nipple and repeated the procedure, using a bit more tongue on this breast. The girls maneuvered back into a sitting position and Betty reached behind herself to untie her own bra. The nipples, already hard, came free of the barely-restraining cloth, and Wanda sucked on them eagerly, moving breast-to-breast in a near-blurring wave of tongue, teeth and lips. Betty moaned happily as each breast got its share of attention. Then Betty pushed Wanda onto her back, lowered herself down Wanda's body and, using her teeth only, pulled the side ties on each end of Wanda's bikini bottom open. Then she grabbed the top of the front panel and pulled it down. Wanda felt Betty's breath on her pussy and sighed happily. Betty reached under a pillow and pulled out an weird-shaped vibrator. It was thick and a luminous red, with a bend at the end of it and a thick ring two-thirds of the was down. The ring was studded with little bumps, and at each end the ring thickened and bent out away from the vibrator. Wanda knew it was a vib because Betty had it already on, and it hummed in a low setting as Betty rubbed it down Wanda's body. She shoved it in Wanda straight, making her squirm as the L-shaped end opened her up. But then the L touched the top of her inner pussy wall, and the teen jumped. Still Betty pushed it in, muttering "You'll love this" as she did so. Suddenly fireworks exploded in the back of Wanda's brain. The L-shaped end found Wanda's G-spot just as the ring on the lower part of the vib contacted her clit and buzzed on it. Wanda didn't have a chance to practice self-control. She had an immediate orgasm from the sensation, then followed it with a second, just-as-strong, orgasm. Her hips rose higher as Betty increased the speed and Wanda had a third, fourth and fifth orgasms, all within minutes of each other. Never before had Wanda cum so hard so fast. When Wanda regained her senses, she looked under the pillow herself. She found a black glove and put it on her left hand. There were little controls that attached to her arm. When the touched the controls, the glove started vibrating. Wanda placed the glove on betty's covered mons and got a great moan from her friend. Wanda quickly undid the bikini bottom Betty wore and thrust two gloved fingers into Betty's pussy. The porn star moaned louder than ever. Experimentally, Wanda slid a third finger in, then a fourth. Betty spread her legs wide apart, then nodded agreement at Wanda's unspoken question. The teen slid her thumb inside Betty's pussy, making a vibrating fist inside her lover. Betty's screams of orgasmic lust matched Wanda's earlier ones in their intensity. Deeper, then shallower, the vibrating glove moved in Betty's pussy. Orgasm topped orgasm as Betty could not stop cumming. Finally, with a wicked smile on hr face, Wanda pulled the waterproofed glove from Betty's pussy and shoved two slick vibrating fingers into Betty's ass. The loudest scream of the night came forth from Betty Grant, an orgasm that seemed to build and build until it seemed the entire hotel would hear her cries of lustful exuberance. When Wanda finally pulled the glove from Betty's ass, the porn star did a quick flip and started grinding her wet pussy against Wanda's. The girls lay back, humping each other. Their breasts bounced in rhythm to their movements as each girl ground harder and harder at her partner. The clits mashed together, and each woman came again and again, until they finally collapsed, exhausted, on the bed. Slowly they turned to cuddle each other. Betty stroked Wanda's hair, now mashed against her head from their exertions. They kissed and promised to keep in touch. All too soon, Wanda got out of bed and went to take a shower. A few minutes later, Betty joined her, surprising the teen. Together they made love again, the hot water streaming off their bodies as joy and cum streamed out of their bodies. Finally, all sexed out, Wanda dressed and left the motel room to stagger home. She didn't plan to tell Mistress Anne about this sexual episode. As soon as Betty heard Wanda's car pull out of the parking lot, she picked up the phone and dialed another room. Her cameraman picked up quickly. "Well?" Betty asked. "Did we get enough footage?" "More than enough, baby," the man replied. "That girl never knew the cameras were still on, and I'll bet she could look for an hour and never find the cameras placed inside the overhead light or the headboard of the bed. Baby, you'll get a bonus. 'Hometown Ho's In Provo' will break all existing sales records, or I'll go into TV work." Betty sat back, smiling. Best of all, Wanda couldn't do anything about this, because she had signed a release. Wanda's Story Ch. 10 Wanda Catron's life continued to change, even after her secret sexual adventure with Betty Grant. Most of the changes were good ones, at least in Wanda's opinion, but one change bode ill for the teenager. Shortly after Wanda and Betty slept together, Wanda stopped going to the porn shop looking for Nan Humpers DVDs. She decided that she would never have anything more to do with her former friend. Her life was with Anne Franklin, and she would dedicate all her love to her Mistress. A week before Christmas, Wanda's friend, Amber Anderson, appeared at Wanda and Anne's house in tears. Slowly the story came out that Amber's boyfriend, Erich Buchanon, had unceremoniously dumped Amber after the football team's last game. "Erich didn't want to share the riches he expects to get from the NFL," Amber said through sobs of grief. Erich, a lineman at Utah State, was expected to be a top-10 choice in the next pro football draft. "He used me, then kicked me aside," she cried on. Anne and Wanda both had the same idea. They invited Amber to come stay with them, for as long as she needed to. Amber was given the room Wanda's clothes hung in. Wanda's clothes were moved to Anne's room, with Wanda alternating between sleeping with Anne on her bed, Amber on hers, or on her bed in the dungeon, alone or with one or both of the other women. Christmas came next, and that meant giving gifts to the women in Wanda's life. For Amber, a "Best Friends" necklace was purchased, along with a length of gold chain to place the pendants around Wanda and Amber's waists. For her Mistress, Wanda bought the vibrating glove that Betty had shown Wanda. When Anne first inserted her vibrating fingers into Wanda's pussy, then wiggled them as her thumb vibrated on Wanda's clit, the teen gushed one of her hardest orgasms ever. Wanda was glad of her present to Anne, but was even more glad of the present Anne gave her. For Christmas, Anne gave Wanda a slave collar, making Wanda Anne's permanent possession. The Collar was leather, with diamond-encrusted letters, saying "Property of Anne." The couple had two Collaring ceremonies in celebration of this formalization of their union. The first was a private ceremony that morning, with Amber as witness. The second was at the next monthly BDSM Brunch in January, where Anne and Wanda shared their Collaring with their friends and colleagues in the BDSM community. Wanda liked the first ceremony better, because it was followed by a wild sex session between Wanda and Mistress Anne. Almost every instrument in the dungeon was used by one woman or the other. Wanda even got to play "Mistress" to Anne's "slave girl" for one session. For this session, Wanda chose being the teacher, while Anne was the slave licking her pussy under the desk. As Anne's talented tongue drove deeper and deeper into Wanda's labia, Amber suddenly appeared with the phone. Wanda's mother was on the line. Wanda's mother, Lorraine Catron, was 38 and very beautiful. She had married at 18 and was a widow by 28. She raised Wanda and two other children as a single mom, not having much time for a sex life of her own. Wanda's brother was 16 and her sister had just turned 15. Anne was one of her brother's teachers. As Lorraine talked to Wanda, the teen's lustful desires continued to bubble, as Anne continued to lick at the girl's pussy. Lorraine had called to make sure Wanda and Anne were coming to dinner later that evening. Wanda had opened her mouth to answer when Anne shoved a finger into Wanda's ass. The response from Wanda shot up an octave in mid-word, causing Lorraine to quickly end the phone conversation. Lorraine was a smart woman. With the phone call ended, Wanda stopped holding back her orgasm and came, flooding Anne's mouth with her womanly juices. Anne continued to lick and suck until Wanda's orgasm subsided. Then Wanda pulled Anne into her lap and spanked her for causing Wanda to lose control during the phone call. Anne was trying hard not to giggle through the spanking, which ended in both of them laughing heartily as Anne imitated Wanda's voice going up an octave. In January Wanda sent off an application to go to Boise State University. Wanda and Anne agreed that the teen needed to be educated, and Wanda chose to be a teacher, the same as her Mistress. She even chose Mistress Anne's alma mater to attend. In February Amber finally won the Amateur Night contest at Strip-O-Rama. She had combined her love of gymnastics with a flair of magic to take top prize. Amber came out in a magician's tailed coat, white shirt, black hot pants and a top hat. She placed the top hat on a table, then quickly stripped to Heart's "Magic Man." Then, utilizing a false top on the hat and a pre-cut hole in the table, Amber started pulling play toys from the hat, like a magician materializing a rabbit. She pulled out a vibrating egg, then a mini clit vib. She put both to good use. She pulled out a long dildo, which she slowly slid into her ass, doing gymnastic poses as she played with herself and the toys.. Finally, as the song ended, Amber rolled onto her back, spread her legs very wide, reached into her pussy and pulled out a six-inch vibrating dildo. She touched her clit with the wet instrument and came, as the music ended and the applause thundered around the room. Amber was hired that night, joining Wanda as a regular employee of Strip-O-Rama. Wanda was bringing home almost $3,000 a week from her stripping job, and putting most of it into a bank account. She planned to use that money to pay for college. Amber started putting her money in the bank, too, though she loved buying dildos and vibrators of any and every shape and size. Disaster loomed closer and closer, and Wanda had no idea it was coming, or the inevitable consequences. * * * * * March opened bright and sunny, unusual weather in Provo, Utah. Usually it was still overcast and cold, great skiing weather. Wanda had gone shopping with her Mother, and was dragging her purchases into the house when she stopped cold. Mistress Anne was home, even though it was only 1:15 in the afternoon on a school day. Wanda went to her lover, dropped to her knees and waited to be recognized. She could tell by Anne's scowl that something was wrong, but Wanda, for the life of her, didn't know what it could be. "Do you know a 'Nan Humpers'?" Anne asked. "Yes, Mistress," Wanda replied, a slight lump growing in her throat. "How do you know her?" "Mistress, 'Nan' is really Betty Grant, my first lover. You remember, I was buying her DVDs for a while last year." "When did you see her last?" Wanda tried swallowing down that growing lump. "Early December, Mistress. She and I spent the day together seeing the sites of Provo with a camera crew." Wanda explained quickly about the trips to the mall, the ski slopes and the other places they had gone. She didn't mention the after-tour sex the couple had together. "Is that all you did?" Anne demanded. "Mistress, it was filmed for a DVD they were doing, called "Hometown Ho's." "Well, girl," Anne's voice dripped with anger as she said "girl." Wanda knew now she should have told Anne about the filming. "Let's watch that DVD, shall we?" Anne turned on her DVD player, and there was the opening credits for "Hometown Ho's ... In Provo." The camera focused on Betty's face. As she started to talk, the camera pulled back to reveal that Betty was nude and playing with herself. "Hi," she said. "I'm Nan Humpers. In this edition of 'Hometown Ho's' we go to my old home, Provo Utah, home of Mormons, Mormons and more Mormons. And also home to some of the hottest men and women I've ever slept with. Just thinking about those hot bodies gets me wet!" Nan continued masturbating until she came. For the next shot, Betty was standing at a sign proclaiming "Welcome to Provo." She quickly taped up an addition to the sign, "Home to Nan Humpers", then drove off. Now it was the interior of the motel room Betty had rented. Sitting next to her on the bed was Wanda. A voice-over by Betty said "Now let's meet our tour guide for today, my oldest and sexiest friend, Cate Wonders." Wanda and Betty chit-chatted about Provo, and as the camera froze on Wanda's body, Betty voice-overed "I wonder if she's still as hot as I remember." The camera ran through a speed-shot of Provo streets until they were at the Provo Mall. The girls wandered quickly to the Frederick's of Hollywood store. "Look," Betty said, "A bit of Hollywood in Provo. And a Frederick's, too!" The camera showed Wanda and Betty's underwear modeling. Then it showed Betty in the Frederick's with another woman. Betty, a natural redhead, stood with a brown-haired woman with a Frederick's name badge. "Now I'm with Kim, a sales lady here at Frederick's. Kim is going to show us some of the more 'erotic' fashions this store has .. . namely herself." Kim and Betty went into a back room. The shot cut, and Kim was in a lift-up bra and dark panties. Betty licked each nipple until it stood at ripe attention and Kim was starting to moan. Then Betty asked about the underwear. "These are edible panties," Kim explained. "Let's see HOW edible they are," Betty said. She dropped Kim onto a chair, then knelt between her legs. Betty's mouth closed on the crotch area of the panties, and in two small bites had opened Kim's pussy to camera view. "Mmmmmm, tasty," Betty said. "What flavor are these panties?" "Cherry," Kim replied slowly. Betty smiled. "Could this be a sign?" she giggled into the camera? then she lowered back to Kim and started to lick her now-exposed pussy. Kim moaned louder, then said "I've never done this with a woman before." Betty smiled, said, "Yep, a sign," then returned to eating Kim's panties ... and eating Kim. Her mouth moved from panties to pussy, back and forth, driving the brown-haired woman insane with desire. She moaned louder and louder, until she could take no more of the teasing. She grabbed Betty's red hair and held her against her pussy in need and desire. Betty's tongue drove deeper into Kim now. The porn star lifted one of Kim's legs higher, showing Betty's tongue thrusting in and out of the clerk. There was no doubt when Kim came, because she screamed "I'm cumming!" before gushing all over Betty's face. Betty then rose up and kissed Kim, smearing her own pussy juices onto Kim's face. Then Betty rose higher, and the porn star pulled off snap-closure panties before Betty licked her pussy. Betty showed her amateur status as a lesbian, not really getting anywhere with her licking an sucking. She did try, though, and Betty gave a convincing performance of an orgasm. To Anne and Wanda's eyes, though, it was totally fake. After Betty's orgasm, she looked at the camera and said "She's a Hometown Ho!" When the camera showed Betty emerging from the backroom area, Wanda was there waiting for her. "Sorry," Betty said, "I had someone to do." Wanda erupted, "That never happened!" she cried. "We were together in that store except for 20 seconds, when Betty told me she had to adjust her bra while I went from the changing rooms to the front. Then Betty came right out." "The miracles of editing," Anne said coldly. Wanda had never heard Anne's voice that way, like she was seething with anger but barely holding it in. Wanda and Betty were cruising the mall still. They went to the food court and bought lemonades at the "Hot Dog On A Stick" shop. Then Betty excused herself, and the camera followed her for a minute. "She's going to the bathroom. I remember that," Wanda said. Instead, Betty ended up in the back of the hot dog stand, with a man and a woman. They were introduced as Kevin, the manager of the shop, and Joy, a sales clerk. Betty then started acting like a director, urging the couple to make love together. They did so willingly. Occasional glimpses of Betty as she gave directions showed she was naked and rubbing her pussy with one of the frozen bananas on a stick the shop also sold. Kevin and Joy were naturals. Joy took his eight-inch cock deep inside her mouth, sucking him to complete hardness. Then they went to the floor, and Kevin licked Joy's shaved pussy until she was very wet. Then Kevin thrust his cock into her pussy. As they showed a long shot of the couple fucking, they both were still wearing their silly striped Hot Dog On A Stick hats. Betty laughed and said "Always wear a head covering when working in the back around food." The couple went through three different positions before Kevin finally pulled out and shot his cum all over Joy's face and hat. Then Betty called them over to her. She took the no-longer-frozen banana and shoved it into her pussy. Joy and Kevin took turns eating the banana from Betty's pussy as the porn star moaned in joy. She came as soon as the last banana piece was eaten from her pussy, leaving the couple hugging and kissing on the cooking room floor. As she left, she pointed a thumb at the couple. who looked like they were going to fuck again,m and said "They are Hometown Ho's." Wanda knew this scene had not happened when the movie showed it did, but held her tongue. She was fearing Anne's wrath more and more. They drove to Sundance Ski Resort, the local ski lodge that is owned by actor Robert Redford. While they drove Wanda and Betty talked laughingly about the stories of the ski instructor who did all his instructing in the bedroom. This was a local urban legend, and Wanda didn't believe it's truth. At Sundance, they wandered the base of the mountains until they met Rick, a local ski instructor. He was told the story of the bedroom ski instructor, and joined in the laughter. Then he asked if either of the women wanted ski lessons. Betty did, and she and Rick went off together. They went to the ski instructor's rest area, a little building near the ski rental shack. there the two proceeded to strip each other, and Betty and Rick had long, hot sex. Rick was a long-lasting stud, as he managed to get his nine-inch cock sucked by Betty, then he fucked her pussy, causing Betty to cum. He then fucked Betty's ass, drawing a second orgasm from the porn actress. When he rolled Betty over and fucked her between the breasts, he finally came, shooting his jism onto Betty's chin, face and mouth. Betty smiled at the camera, face dripping with cum, and said "He's a Hometown Ho!" Then it was back in the car, with Betty driving, and no obvious sign of Wanda. They were speaking about Strip-O-Rama. The car approached the club and Betty said, "Let's go in, shall we?" Betty entered the club with the camera rolling. Wanda knew there were no cameras allowed and wondered how they had gotten one in. Betty went and sat at the end of the stage as the camera turned. There was Wanda, coming out in her schoolgirl outfit. Betty giggled "Aren't miniature cameras great? Lester, the cameraman, had on in his glasses, and will be filming all night." Highlights of the night ensued. As Wanda did her first strip routine, Betty talked about what a hot body she has, and how she wondered if she was as good in bed as she is onstage. that comment made Wanda blush, knowing that Betty had gotten the answer off-camera. Other dancers were also shown in a highlight reel. Then it showed Betty getting onstage and stripping. It followed with Bambi's strip-tease, and the Bambi Meets Godzilla scene from last December. Then the camera shot changed to an overhead of the showers, where the post-strip orgy ensued. Wanda wondered how they got THAT shot until Anne muttered "Damn. I thought they took those cameras out a couple years ago!" Then the scene shifted to the motel room. Betty, Bambi and June spent the next 15-20 minutes in a hot three-way scene that included double-Godzillas into Betty's pussy and ass, and a three-way simultaneous orgasm where June, on the bottom, had a vibrator in her pussy while fucking Bambi's ass with one Godzilla as Bambi fucked Betty's pussy with the other. Their screams filled the living room as they fucked and licked and sucked each other off. Betty closed the scene with "Those are Hometown Ho's." After that, Betty was lying on the bed in her swimsuit, bought at Frederick's. She commented to the camera "You've seen her all movie long, now let's close this show the right way, with a good old-fashion lesbian fuckfest." Out of the bathroom came Wanda, also in her bikini. The camera followed the two women throughout their lovemaking, with four different angles, including an overhead shot and one from the headboard showing the faces of the women clearly. As the scene started, Anne quickly snapped a leash on Wanda's Collar, holding the girl in place. The teen was forced to watch as she and her high school lover made love, over and over and over. While the scene lasted 25 minutes, Anne kept returning the DVD to the start of the scene. The third time through the scene, Anne's voice quietly but angrily spoke into Wanda's ear. "Look at you, you little slut! Get away from me one minute, and you're in another bed. Look at her driving her tongue into your pussy. Look at your face, rapturous in joy. Oops, here comes your orgasm. Now look at you, licking her. And look, that glove. Where have I seen one of those before? My my, that actress didn't have to fake that orgasm, did she?" On and on it went. Anne's fury growing with each minute, each movement on screen between Wanda and Betty. Anne played it again, and again, and again. wanda was in tears by now, totally humiliated by the betrayal both by Betty, who told Wanda their sex was secret, and her own betrayal of the woman she loved, her Mistress Anne. After the sixth time through the scene, Anne let the movie finish. Wanda went to the bathroom to clean up, as Betty smiled into the camera and said "Now THAT, my friends, is a real Hometown Ho! And she is definitely the hottest fuck in Provo, even better now than I remember her. Thanks for watching. I think I'll join Cate in the shower now and fuck her some more!" The credits ran as the camera focused on the bathroom door Wanda went into. Steam started pouring out of the room, as did cries of joy as an unseen sex act started. When the credits ended, you could hear Betty's voice screaming "Lick me there!!" then cumming. Anne turned off the DVD player and told Wanda to turn around. The teen did so, terrified. "I don't want to know why you made love with that ... bitch!" Anne said. "How could you be so STUPID as to SIGN a RELEASE!!!" Wanda broke into fresh tears. "I'm so sorry," was all she could stammer, over and over. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" "Not yet you're not sorry, whore!" Anne spat at her, mocking the movie's title. "But you will be. You WILL BE!" * * * * * Anne dragged Wanda down to the dungeon. Wanda tried to scramble to her feet, but Anne said "No, stay groveling on the floor!" Wanda, frightened, did as she was ordered. When they reached the steps, Wanda started getting on her feet. Anne's hand lashed out, grabbing Wanda's hair and forcing her back to the floor. One of Anne's heeled shoes dug into the teen's back, grinding it's pointed heel into her back. Wanda screamed in pain, but remained on the floor. Step by step, Anne pulled wanda down into the dungeon. Wanda's neck hurt from the dragging. Her body started hurting from the thump as she almost fell down each step. Her back hurt where the heel dug in. Anne turned left upon entering the dungeon, and pulled Wanda into the only apparatus never used in the dungeon: the cage. Five feet high bars of steel rose on three sides. From the top of the bars, another series of bars formed a ceiling. From a couple of these bars hung chains and cuffs. Anne pulled Wanda into the cage and locked her hands into the cuffs. Wanda was forced onto her knees, making her arms hang at the very edge of her reach, giving her a bit of pain in fact at the length of the reach. Anne grabbed scissors and quickly cut away the clothes Wanda was wearing. She threw them into a pile in the corner of the cage, a pile with other, similarly-cut rags resided. Wanda turned her head and realized that the pile was most of her clothes, now good for nothing but rags. Wanda's Story Ch. 10 Anne took down the riding crop from the wall. With deliberate strokes, but not saying a word, Anne viscously spanked Wanda's back and butt until it was reddened from the crop end. Then, still wordlessly, Anne left the room, closing the cage door behind her. Wanda remained locked in the cage, handcuffed to the ceiling. Anne turned out the dungeon lights as she left the room, plunging the room into total darkness. Wanda realized that Anne had planned this for a few hours. The windows were covered with black curtains, blocking off light. The chains from the ceiling of the cell were a recent addition, and Anne showed no surprise at what was on the movie, as if she had seen it. Wanda wondered how she had found out. the teen did not know about Anne's source at the porn store, who had called Anne when the DVD came out, showing Wanda's face prominently on the box. Wanda at length lifted herself off her knees into a squatting position. The ache in her arms lessened. The ache from her back still throbbed. This was the first beating Anne had ever administered that she didn't follow with a dousing of aloe on the red spots, and Wanda's back burned with pain. After a time, the pain started easing. That was when the room flooded with light, and Anne was back. She opened the door of the cell and entered, this time with a flogger. She forced Wanda back onto her knees and, still without saying a word, started beating the teen again. This time Wanda could not hold back her cries of pain. Lash after lash struck her back, and scream after scream emitted from her mouth. Her cheeks felt waterlogged as tears flowed from her eyes. The pain was worse this time. Anne stopped, left the cell, turned off the lights and left the dungeon. Alone again, Wanda cried through her pain. She hurt too much to move, causing even more pain on her arms. Her head sank down, almost lolling to one side, and Wanda fell into a light sleep. Her dreams were dominated by Anne's lashings, though, so she didn't sleep long. The pain was too great to allow any long sleep. Anne returned again and again, each time with something new to beat Wanda with. The teen felt the sharp pain of a wooden spoon, the dull thump of a belt, the painful sharp stings of a switch. After each beating, the pain throbbed harder and harder. She could no longer feel her arms, but she felt every slight breeze on her reddened back. The last time Anne entered the dungeon that day, she carried a cat-o-nine-tails. Wanda saw the instrument and screamed. She was frightened, but had no where to go, and no way to get there. The cat struck her back three times. Each time it struck, it opened her skin and the teen felt blood flow down her back. Anne left, plunging the room into darkness again. Sometime later, the door opened again. Wanda was too terrified to look, but heard Amber's voice say "Try and stay still." As best she could, the little gymnast performed first aid on Wanda's back, cleaning it and finally putting the soothing aloe onto her redness. She kissed Wanda, then slipped out of the cell. Amber stayed chained up for a long time. Without a watch, without sunlight to gauge night and day, without any form of communication, Wanda could not guess how long she was locked in the cuffs. Amber came down several times to feed Wanda soup, bread and water, and to check her back for infections and also for healing. Anne did not show up in the dungeon at all that Wanda knew about. Finally, Anne did return. Without saying a word, she undid the cuffs from Wanda's wrists, but left her locked up in the cell. When Amber came down the next time, Wanda pleaded with the gymnast to talk to her. "I'm desperate for any news," she cried. "Please tell me what's going on!" Amber came close and kissed Wanda. "Mistress knows everything now," Amber said. "She knows how you were fooled by the producers and your so-called friend, and is suing even now for breach of contract. Mistress will forgive you, but she needs more time." Wanda, tired and exhausted, missed the change in the way Amber referred to Anne. Instead, she said "What day is this? What time is it? I need to know!" "I can't tell you," Amber said. "And now that your back has healed, I'll not be coming down here again. Your food will be in the dumbwaiter just outside the cage wall. You can reach over and open it to get what food is sent down. Take heart, my darling Wanda. It will all be over very soon." Amber left, plunging Wanda into the darkness alone. She felt over to the wall outside the cell, and found the dumbwaiter door. She experimented with opening it, and found she could. Then she curled back on her bunk and tried to sleep. Prisoners left in solitary confinement either go mad, or grow hardened by the experience. Wanda hardened. She practiced an ancient Chinese art she had been studying. The discipline called for her to empty her mind, letting time flow over her. As she did, she let her thoughts run free. Foremost in her mind, she was surprised to find her love for her Mistress growing. Anne had locked her in this cell, how long ago now she could not tell. She realized, though, that she had been deceitful to Anne, and that her deceit embarrassed not only herself, but her Mistress and her family as well. She also felt a deep love for Amber. The small woman had come to her aid when she needed it most. She had tended to Wanda's wounds, healed her back, and gave her moral support. Whenever she got out of this cage, she swore to make Amber's every waking day after that one the best day of her life. Wanda also thought about her "friend", Betty Grant. Betty had used her, taped what was in Wanda's mind a private announcement of the love she felt for Betty and placed it out there for the world to see. Wanda swore revenge on Betty, not knowing if she could ever get it. Time passed. When Wanda was hungry, she went to the dumbwaiter and found food there for her. When she had to pee, there was a little toilet in her cell. Her eyes became like a cat's, very sharp in the total darkness of the cell. She no longer banged into cell bars or walls or her bunk or her toilet. She could make them all out. The teen exercised, swearing to be in better shape when she emerged than she was when she went in. Ab crunches, sit-ups, pull-ups on her cell ceiling bars, slowly Wanda got in the best shape of her life. She dropped 20 pounds, mostly around her waist and ass. She practiced her dance routines as well, not knowing if she would even have a job when she got out. Those were the only times she touched her body in a sexual way, as Wanda was saving all her orgasms for Anne and Amber. But the dance moves did make Wanda wet between her legs, and made her long for her lovers more and more. * * * * * Anne finally returned to the dungeon. She opened the door and ordered Wanda to remain perfectly still and close her eyes. The teen obeyed, as she felt gauze wrapping around her head and eyes. Blindfolded now, she was led out of the cage and up the stairs. Something was draped over Wanda's nude body, and then the girl felt carpet under her feet instead of hardwood. That meant she was in the living room, because they had not made a turn into a bedroom. She was told to step up, and she walked onto a rubber mat of some kind. Then sponges started rubbing over her body. Water splashed on her skin for the first time in how long. Eventually the drape around her body was removed, and four sponges cleaned her private parts. Four?? How many people are here? She started to ask a question, but Anne quickly said "Hush!" Wanda obeyed. When the sponge bath was over, she was led into what she could tell was Mistress Anne's bedroom. She was laid on the bed, and her hands were shackled. Then a mouth kissed her. She knew that mouth to be Anne's, and she poured all her soul into that kiss. She wanted to show her Mistress how much she loved her. Then another mouth kissed her. These lips, softer, gentler, she knew belonged to Amber. She smiled as she kissed Amber as a pair of hands spread Wanda's legs apart and a tongue drove into her pussy. Wanda bucked against the mouth as she moaned into Amber's kiss. Then a third mouth bit into one of her breasts, and a fourth took the other breast in its mouth and they both sucked. Wanda drew a sharp breath, trying to break Amber's kiss (or was it Amber?) and scream for them to stop. Instead, the kisser she thought was Amber pressed her mouth tighter to Wanda's, her tongue thrusting into Wanda's mouth. Wanda felt the hands on her hips roll her slightly, and she felt her "Slim Jim" vibrator enter her ass. Two more mouths started licking her, one behind her ears, one behind her knees. Holding off her sexual needs while she was imprisoned was one thing, but to have every sexual spot on her body caressed at the same time was overwhelming her. With a scream into the mouth kissing her, Wanda came. Her entire body shuddered and shook at the force of the orgasm. Then every mouth left her, and then reattached to her body. She was kissing someone new. She could tell by the pressure on her mouth. Two different mouths sucked her nipples. A new mouth was also at her pussy, driving her insane with pleasure. Every time Wanda came, the mouths shifted. Wanda, having held herself in check for so long, had a lot of orgasms on hold, and came often and loudly. Someone then shoved a dildo into her pussy, sending her to heightened waves of pleasure. As time went on, she felt the gauze being slowly removed from around her eyes. Wanda could make out shapes, but they were still indistinguishable. Still the group made love to Wanda, always giving her orgasms, never taking any for themselves, as far as Wanda could tell. Then the group abandoned Wanda. The teen rested on the bed a little bit, getting her bearings back. She felt a hand lifting her head, and removing the last of the gauze. Then the gauze was taken from her eyes, and Wanda could finally see. It was night time, and the light of a full moon filtered in through the window. Wanda was alone in bed with Anne. Her Mistress uncuffed her wrists and took the teen in her arms. "I love you, my pet," were the first words Anne spoke. "What day is this?" Wanda asked. "March 22, my love. Your punishment is over. Now mine begins." Wanda looked at her Mistress in double shock. That Wanda had been held in the cage for almost three weeks was the first shock. The second shock was the offer of punishment coming from Anne. "Your punishment, Mistress?" Wanda asked. "Yes, my pet," Anne said. "I give you leave to do anything you want to me. Nothing will be turned down. you have carte blanche to treat me as horribly as I have treated you. And you have a week to punish me, because it is school break." Wanda took her Mistress in her arms. She kissed the older woman's lips softly. Her hands slowly rubbed over the woman's nude body. Anne shuddered at the soft touch. "Who was here?" Wanda asked. "Some friends from work, both your work and mine," was all Anne would say. Wanda rolled the teacher onto her back and handcuffed her wrists to the bedpost. Then, smiling, Wanda looked at Anne. "I love you, Mistress," she said. "I could not punish you. Whatever you decide is right for me, I know that. I have not the wisdom nor the power to punish you. "All I need, Mistress, is your love. You have expressed it to me. Now show me." Wanda undid the cuffs. Anne threw her arms around Wanda, pulling her slave close. They made love together all night long, then halfway into the next day. It was the best lovemaking session Wanda ever had in her life. Wanda's Story Ch. 11 When Wanda Catron returned to work at the Strip-O-Rama, after three weeks in her Mistress' cage, she found several things changed, some big, some subtle. Among the subtle changes were the looks she was getting from the other dancers. She knew that some of them had been present when she was brought out of the cage and her Mistress, Anne Franklin, had allowed many women to make love to her. But Mistress Anne would not tell her who was at the session, and she could not just ask. It seemed to Wanda that some of the women were giving her a look that said "I know something you don't know." A big change was in the closing sex act session. Before her confinement, Wanda and Anne had closed the show on Friday and saturday nights. Now, however, her Friday session had been taken by her friend, Amber Anderson, and a partner named Baby Blue. Their act, named after Blue and Amber, who called herself Red onstage, was a patriotic theme, of Red, White and Blue. They played up Amber's tendency to squirt when she cums, by having Blue lick Red's pussy until she cums, showing the audience the White of her orgasm. The show was a big hit with everyone but the poor janitor who had to rewax the dance floor every Saturday morning. Another big change was that the customers Wanda thought of as "her regulars" were now going to other dancers for lap dances. Wanda had to hustle for those lap dance tips more and more. With losing one night of sex act, and a drop in her regular customers, Wanda's weekly income fell from about $3,000 per week to barely $800. One of the regulars who remained "faithful" to Wanda was her first-ever customer, Richard. He was also the first in line for a lap dance when Wanda returned to work. Guiding Richard to the table, Wanda went through her regular lap dance routine. Richard had been getting much better and rarely came when she lap danced for him, but tonight he was so worked up that he shot into his shorts during the first number. Wanda was disappointed. Usually it took him two or even three dances to cum, if he did. Tonight was only one. She started to leave the lap dance area when Richard said "Please, Heather (her stage name was Little Heather), stay a bit and talk with me. I'll pay you as if you were dancing, OK?" Wanda agreed, thinking this would be the easiest $25 she ever earned. Richard pulled out a $100 bill and talked through three songs before allowing Wanda to leave. Richard spoke about his home life, and how no one understood him, and how he felt that she, Heather, was his only friend. For the first time since they had met in October, Richard asked Wanda out. The teen refused, of course. She was a solid lesbian by now, using the strip club to take the men's money, not find cocks to ride. She had eyes for only one woman, her Mistress Anne. And while she also made love to Amber on a regular basis, they were more like friends who fucked than women in love. Richard appeared the next night, since it was Wanda's sex act night, and he also showed up Sunday, the first time Wanda could remember he came out more than two nights in a row. Usually he came for the Friday and Saturday shows, then left until the next Friday night. He also started showing up on Mondays, almost gluing himself to Wanda. Each night he spent time with Wanda, letting her dance for him, then talking to her about his life. Wanda started playing the role of psychiatrist with Richard, play-acting an analysis of him that always had him buying more lap dances from her. But then, Richard would ask for a date, and Wanda consistently turned him down. After a month of this treatment, Wanda finally got tough. One Monday night in late April, after his nightly request for a date, Wanda lashed out angrily at him. "Look, buster!" she almost screamed. "Get it through your head. I don't date guys from work, and especially I DON'T DATE GUYS!!!" The anger in her voice brought over Bill the Bouncer. "Anyt'ing wrong, Miss Heat'er" Bill lisped. The poor man could not say the "th" sound, but he was plenty rough enough with his fists if he needed to be. "Bill, please ask this ... man ... to leave me alone," Wanda explained. "He's been pestering me for a date, and I won't go out with him." "OK, buddy, you hoid Miss Heat'er. Leave t'is woman alone, or I'll have ta bounce ya out t'e door." Richard stood up, trying to stare Bill down. But Bill was a BIG man, almost 6-5, all muscle (and little brains). Richard was barely six feet tall, and instead of staring at Bill's eyes, he was staring at his chin. Realizing he was outclassed, Richard extended his hand. "I'm sorry," he said to Bill as the bouncer shook his hand. "I'll not bother Heather at work any more." Richard rose and, with Bill and Wanda watching, exited the club. The rest of the night went smoothly. Wanda got a lot of requests for lap dances from women that night, making her happier than she would be dancing for men. When she lap danced a woman, she allowed the customer to touch her body almost freely. By law, no customer could touch a dancer's covered privates, but for the good looking women, she usually flashed her pussy at them when no one appeared to be watching. One woman bought a dance. She introduced herself as Laura, and was dressed very plain, with a no-nonsense blouse and a skirt almost to her ankles. Wanda led her to the lap dance table, explained the rules (No touching unless the dancer allowed it. No touching the pussy area at all. No tongue contact. Violation of those rules would lead to her possible ouster from the club). The music started, and the lap dance began. Wanda was wearing her push-up bra under a sheer blouse, and black thong. She swiftly undid the blouse and shed it on the couch next to Laura. She smacked Laura's face with her upthrust breasts, then pulled one breast out of the bra and pushed it to Laura's face. "Lick it," she whispered. "But, the rules ..." Laura said. "...Are made to be broken," Wanda answered quickly. "Now lick, honey." Wanda's hand entwined in the straight black hair that Laura wore shoulder-length and pushed her face up to the breast. Laura's tongue jabbed out tentatively and brushed Wanda's nipple. A small groan of pleasure came from the dancer. Her free hand reached between her breasts, and in one motion Wanda had opened the bra. She let it fall to the floor as she moved her chest side to side against Laura's mouth. The other woman's tongue flashed out to wet Wanda's nipples, and soon the nipples were wet and hard, as arousal filled the teen. She dropped to her knees, rubbing her 36c breasts up Laura's thighs. Laura obligingly lifted her skirt way up,allowing the hard nipples to rub the bare hot flesh of Laura's inner thighs. When Laura spread her legs a little wider, Wanda was able to see that the woman was wearing no panties at all, and was quite wet. Wanda, still in the midst of the dance, pushed her breasts forward. One nipple rubbed her wet pussy lips, causing Laura to moan in return. Another slight shove, and Wanda's nipple split Laura's wet labia and entered her body. The moan from Laura increased as the wetness smeared Wanda's nipples. Then Wanda lifted up and fed the nipple to Laura. The woman eagerly sucked her own cum off Wanda's nipple, causing both women to moan again. Wanda heard the last few strains of the music, and pulled Laura's skirt down a little bit, then sat beside her. Laura pulled a $50 out of her purse. "Let's keep going," she said breathily. There was lust in her eyes now, lust for this dancer who was turning her on. The next song started and Wanda strattled Laura quickly. She lifted one leg up on top of the back cushion, showing Laura her covered pussy. A hand moved down Wanda's thigh until it moved the fabric aside. Then she shoved her uncovered pussy against Laura's mouth, moaning as the woman eagerly thrust her tongue into Wanda's pussy. The teen felt herself growing wetter than just the tongue could make her, as she moved her hips back and forth in time with Laura's licks. Wanda took Laura's hands and placed them on her hips. Laura took the hint and pulled Wanda closer, forcing her tongue to go even deeper into Wanda's body. The teen was close to cumming now, but didn't want to cum yet. So at the last minute she summoned her will and pulled away from Laura's mouth. Wanda thrust her breasts back into Laura's mouth, and pulled her skirt up again. The teen stripper moved one leg close to Laura's pussy, but moved her hand closer, cupping the lightly-furred pussy lips. One finger thrust deep into Laura's pussy, followed by a second. Laura's moans were muffled by a mouthful of breast as Wanda bent her fingers and found Laura's G-Spot. The woman cried out once then came, flooding Wanda's hand with cum. Meanwhile, Wanda had guided Laura's hand into her own pussy, Laura was fingerfucking Wanda as fast as she could, and Wanda, after seeing that her customer had cum, released her emotions and came herself. Laura's hand became as wet and sticky as Wanda's was. The song ended, and Wanda sat down. She needed to sit after that orgasm. Both women took the other's hand and licked it clean. Then they deeply kissed, and Laura promised she would come back, and look for Wanda, too. After work, Wanda was driving home automatically. Her mind was still on her dance with Laura, and she wondered how that plain woman would be in bed. A tigress, was Wanda's thought. Suddenly a car roared up in Wanda's rear-view mirror. It slammed into the rear of Wanda's Mustang, pushing the small car. Wanda stepped on the brake to stop, but the car behind her (or maybe it was a truck. Wanda couldn't tell because of the bright lights) kept pushing the Mustang. It turned right, and Wanda's Mustang went into an uncontrolled spin. Wanda hung on for dear life, trying to work the brakes and steering wheel to get out of the spin. It was useless. Wanda saw her car aim for a telephone pole. She screamed loudly, then watched as time went into slow-motion. She watched the passenger door crumple inward as it impacted the pole. She felt the safety belt bite into her shoulder, and watched the air bag deploy. She felt no pain, but mercifully blacked out as the car finished wrapping around the pole. ************************************************************************** When Wanda awoke, she thought she was home in Anne's bed. She could feel the handcuffs binding her, and the soft mattress under her naked body. However, when her eyes focused, the room was completely different. She wasn't in her home, she was somewhere else. and since she was handcuffed, she was a captive! Her mind reminded Wanda about the car crash. Gently she moved each leg, then her arms, then her body. Nothing was broken. She lifted her head a bit and looked bown her body. No apparent bruises. But she remembered that her car was totaled. And then she remembered the vehicle shoving her into the accident. Where was she? Where were her clothes? why was she handcuffed? Wanda had many more questions, but she also had no answers. So, having nothing else to do, she started dropping into a trance. Wanda had spent the days locked in Mistress Anne's cell by going into a trance. She closed up into her own mind, blocking everything else out. This helped the time go faster for her. She hoped it would be as effective here. Several hours later, the door in the room opened. A tall man came in and loomed over the bed. Wanda sensed the presence and came out of her trance. She opened her eyes and saw Richard, the man from the Strip-O-Rama. "I know all about you, Little Heather," Richard said. "You dance for me, and make me cum, but you never want anything else to do with me. It's all money to you, not sex. No, you want sex only with other women. "Don't deny it, Heather, I've seen you. You, onstage with that Mystery Mistress. You, dancing more intimately for the girl customers than for the men. You, cumming tonight with that slut at the lap dance bar. In OUR seat!" Richard was ranting now, showing a side Wanda had never seen from anyone before. The teenager was getting more scared by the minute, especially as Richard started undressing. AS he stripped, his rants continued. "I know what you are, Little Heather. You are a LESBIAN! But I know how to cure a lesbian, oh yes I do. Yes, there is only one sure cure for a girl thinking she's a lesbian. That's a good hard fucking by a good hard cock." Wanda was terrified now. She didn't want anything to do with this man, and he was making noises like he planned to fuck her. Richard continued stripping, until he was down to his boxers. A bulge protruded from the front. He taunted Wanda verbally. "Yes, Little Heather, a cock in your pussy, a cock in your ass, a cock in your mouth, that will make you want men. And I've wanted to make you a hetero woman since i first laid eyes on you. But, NO, you wouldn't go out with me. You rejected me. "Then, tonight, you have me escorted from the building. What you did not know is that I could get back in provided I stayed away from you. So I watched you from the far dark corner. I watched you and that slut lap dancing. I saw you stripping for all those other men, and secretly laughing at them." Richard went to a dresser drawer and pulled out a handgun. Wanda's eyes bulged. Was he going to kill her? Thankfully, he just waved it around as he ranted. "I could kill all those men ogling my Heather, thinking their dirty thoughts. I knew you were meant for me to save, and then for us to fall in love and live together. So when I saw you leave the club tonight, I followed. Thank goodness that stretch of road from the club to the main Interstate is pretty deserted. I forced you over, yes i did. I would make you date me. I will make you like me. I will make you LOVE ME!" At that, he dropped the gun and pulled his boxers off, revealing a six-inch cock, thin, but hard. He climbed on the bed, pulled Wanda's legs apart and shoved his cock into her dry pussy. Experts say that when you are raped, you should try not to fight your rapist at the time. This advice flew right out of Wanda's head. She kicked at Richard's legs as he shoved into him. she screamed, loudly, that she was being raped. She cried, she fought as best she could being handcuffed. She tried rolling side to side to dislodge Richard. But he, in the end proved too strong. He bucked into her, hurting the teen, then after a couple of minutes, he stiffened. Wanda felt his cock dislodge its semen into her. Then he rolled off her and smiled at her. "There now, Heather," he said in a soothing voice. "Don't cry, darling. You're no longer a lesbian. Now you're a true woman, and you'll surely love me for making you this way." Tears continued to flow down Wanda's cheeks. She had been violated, very personally and savagely taken advantage of. And now this .. sick bastard ... thought she would be his. Wanda hated him with every fiber of her being, a hatred that was starting to include men as well. Richard was stroking himself, and soon he was hard again. He climbed back on top of Wanda and shoved his cock in again. This time the entrance was smoother because her pussy was lined with his cum. But there was no matching juices from Wanda, as Richard pumped his cock into her pussy again, soon discharging a second load into her body. This time Wanda remembered the rape rules and stayed still, letting him violate her as she planned her vengeance on him. After the second rape, Richard told Wanda he would sleep for a while, then come back. "I know that when I return you'll want to help me make love with you, Heather," Richard proclaimed. "I can feel the love from you for me." He left, leaving Wanda alone. Wanda cried for a while, then slowly got her senses back. She knew she had to escape, and soon. Too many rapists that also kidnap their victims also kill them when what they want is kept out of their reach. Richard wanted Wanda to love him, it was obvious. Wanda could never do that. But since Richard had a gun, he could kill her. Nothing had come to her mind when Richard returned a couple hours later. Again he stripped, and again he raped her, telling her as he did so that he was making a "real woman" out of her. He removed his cock just before the end, shooting his jism on her breasts. then he left again. When Richard returned again, he came in quietly, with Wanda still in her trance. Before she really knew what was happening, he was fucking her between her breasts. He again came quickly, his sperm shooting onto Wanda's mouth and chin. Slowly, between rapes, a plan formulated in Wanda's mind. She felt that if she could play off his sick fantasies she could gain her release. The plan set in her mind, she returned to her trance to remove the pain of the rape. When Richard next returned, Wanda was ready for him. He was still nude, but his cock was shriveled. Wanda saw an opportunity, and started into her plan. "Richard, honey," she said, hating every word she spoke but giving out a caring facade for her captor. "You're right. All I needed was your cock to make me want you. now, lover, I need more of your cock. Come here." Richard smiled. He was watching everything he believed come true. In his mind he was already moving on to the next girl at the club, showing her the dangers of lesbian sex, making her a heterosexual. But as he thought of this, his body moved forward. He realized he might as well spend some quality time with this girl. He climbed on the bed. "Let me make you hard," Wanda said. "Let me suck you." Richard strattles her chest and lowered his cock to her lips. He smiled as she took it into her mouth. Wanda had sucked cock before, most notable the cock of Amber Anderson's former boyfriend, Erich Buchanon. Erich had a longer, thicker cock than Richard had. Still, though, Wanda gagged internally as the cock slid into her mouth. Just the taste of this unwanted organ in her mouth was forcing her to fight off the desire to puke. Using a lot of sucking, Wanda got Richard hard. As he pulled out of her mouth to fuck her, Wanda said "Richard, honey, please, fuck my ass this time." Richard tried rolling Wanda over, but found he could not. He left the bed and went to the dresser, getting the handcuff keys. He undid her cuffs to allow her onto her hands and knees. Wanda was freed! She didn't immediately flee from the bed, however. She felt, correctly, that Richard was prepared for a sudden dash for freedom. Instead, she continued the docile act and got on her hands and knees, reaching behind herself to spread her ass cheeks. "Fuck me, right there," she purred as seductively as she could. Richard let his guard down and started climbing on the bed behind Wanda. The teen let go of her asscheeks and positioned herself carefully. Richard got behind her and started forward. He was slightly off-balance now, crawling on his knees to get up to Wanda's ass. This was the moment she wanted. Wanda drove her right leg backwards with all the might she could. Her heel ground into Richard's crotch, and the girl felt his cock bend under her heel, then the heel sink into his balls. She scrambled forward quickly. Richard, shocked and in pain so deep colors were shooting in his eyeballs, rolled to the side of the bed, both hands covering his wounded crotch. Wanda slid off the end of the bed, scrambled to the dresser and grabbed the gun. Her hand shaking, she pointed it at Richard. "Now, you sick fuck, it's my turn," she said, with as much fury as she could muster. "This is my revenge for your rape!" She squeezed the trigger. Wanda had meant to shoot him in the balls, emasculating her attacker for life. But the teen had never held a gun before, and her shot went high. Richard's chest exploded as the bullet entered and tore through his lungs and heart. He was dead before his lifeless body could flop down onto the bed, blood pouring from it. Wanda's Story Ch. 11 Wanda screamed in horror. she had never seen anyone die before. Then, in tears, the girl found a phone and dialed 9-1-1. Then, after being told she was in Vineyard, a small town north of Provo, she called her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Anne and the police had been searching for Wanda for two days, after finding the remains of her Mustang on the road. The police and Anne arrived at the little house about the same time. The police questioned Wanda extensively. The circumstantial evidence (handcuffs, lack of clothing for Wanda, bruises on her wrists and pelvic area) seemed to point to her story of being raped as accurate. A doctor would later put a final confirmation after a pelvic exam would find his semen and major tearing of her vagina. During the entire questioning, Anne's arms were tightly wrapped around Wanda's body, holding her protectively. Wanda never went to court for killing Richard. And the world was a safer place with him dead. As for Wanda, she dropped into a cocoon for a while. She quit the strip club and stayed a self-made prisoner in Mistress Anne's home. While Anne and Amber tried to draw her out of her shell, Wanda was a changed woman. She remained a slave, but refused sex with her Mistress and good friend for a long while. The trauma of the rape reasserted itself three weeks later. Wanda missed her period and was taken to the hospital. There, it was found she was pregnant. Her decision was an easy one to make, and the abortion was performed a week later, killing the last of Richard's seed in her body. Wanda wished she could remove the memories of that period as quickly. Wanda's Story Ch. 12 The past few months had been the worst of young Wanda Catron's life, despite her best efforts. Wanda had fallen in love with a wonderful woman, Anne Franklin, and became her slave. Another close friend, Amber Anderson, lived with Wanda and Anne, making the sexual scenarios numerous. She had a well-paying job as a stripper, and Wanda was enjoying her life. But bad things had happened to Wanda recently. A sexual encounter with her first girl friend had secretly been taped, and now Wanda was an unintended porn star. As a result of that, she had been imprisoned by Anne for three weeks, cut off totally from the outside world. A month after being released, Wanda's car was forced off the road by a man claiming to be a fan of hers. The man kidnapped the 18-year-old and raped her numerous times, believing that the feel of a man's cock in her pussy would change Wanda from being a lesbian to loving him. Wanda got out of that three-day torture and accidentally killed her captor. Then, to compound the trauma, Wanda found out she was pregnant. She made the decision to get an abortion quickly, but the thought of his child in her reinforced the mental anguish she was going through. The trauma of the kidnapping, rape, murder and abortion had driven Wanda into a personal shell, where she locked all of mankind away from her. She quit her job, refused to leave her house, even refused the sexual advances of Anne and Amber. Her Mistress and her friend tried to reach out to Wanda, but they couldn't. In desperation they finally called Wanda's mother, Lorraine Catron. Lorraine came by one day in mid-July with a letter in her hand. "Wanda, baby," Lorraine said softly as she entered Wanda's bedroom. the lights were out, and the curtains drawn. There was very little light in there. "It's Mommy, baby. I need to talk to you." Lorraine had not been told about Wanda's April rape until the previous week. She wondered why Anne had hidden it from her until the teacher told her that Wanda had asked she not be told. Anne hoped Lorraine could reach Wanda where she could not. Lorraine advanced and sat on the end of the bed. Wanda was curled under the covers, shivering despite a temperature in the mid-80s. "Baby, talk to Mommy," she said again. ""It's good to talk about problems. 'Problems shared are problems halved,' your Daddy used to say. now let's talk, and cut your problems in half." Wanda lifted her head a little. Wanda had a beautiful face, but not now. Tears had torn long streaks down her cheeks. When she lay on her side, the tear tracks went over her nose and dripped on the pillow. She had not brushed her hair in a while, and it was a tangly mess. Slowly, Wanda spoke. "Mommy?" she said, her voice barely a whisper. "Mommy', I'm scared!" "I know, baby, I know," Lorraine said. "Talk to me. I'm here for you." Wanda suddenly bolted upright in the bed. she dove for her mother, catching the woman in a massive bear hug. wanda held her mother tight as the tears started flowing all over again. Lorraine cuddled her oldest daughter as deep sobs racked her body. She wiped the tears away and kissed her daughter's face as only a truly loving mother could. Slowly Wanda stopped crying, but retained her hold on her mom. "You know?" Wanda asked. "A bit, baby," Lorraine admitted. "I want you to tell me everything, though. Just talk about the problems and Mommy will help you." Slowly, with halting sentences and half-completed thoughts, Wanda told Lorraine about the rape, starting with meeting the rapist at the strip club she worked at. Lorraine had not known about Wanda's work, but wisely kept her mouth shut as Wanda talked. Wanda went on in detail about the accident, then got hesitant as she talked about the rapes. Lorraine listened intently. At one point she pulled a brush from her purse and started fixing Wanda's hair. The teen didn't complain about her mother's gesture, just soaked in the closeness of her only living parent. After going over the basics of the rape, Wanda returned to greater detail as she spoke about the murder. It seemed to Lorraine that Wanda had seen the entire death in slow motion, as Wanda described seeing the bullet leave the chamber of the gun and head for the man. Wanda told how she realized almost immediately that the aim was high. She had wanted to blow his balls off, and instead shot him dead on through the heart. "Worst of all, Mommy," Wanda said, "was that I didn't really care that he was dead. It was like I wanted him dead. But I didn't, Mommy, I didn't! And now he's dead because of me, and all I can think is how happy I am he's dead and I'm alive. Am I wrong to believe this?" "Wanda, baby," Lorraine said. "He had a gun, and he had threatened your life with it. He might have killed you when you didn't love him like he wanted. You killing him was an accident, baby. Guns have a tendency to buck upwards when shot if the user doesn't hold it tight. "But, baby, you were not wrong to kill him. He deserved to die. You don't deserve to die. you have too much to live for. Anne loves you. Amber loves you. And most importantly, I love you. I love you more and more every day, Wanda. I would not want to bury you, ever." Wanda looked into her mother's face. She saw tears falling. Lorraine truly did love her daughter, and was crying over the treatment Wanda had described. Slowly, Wanda sat a bit straighter. She pulled her mother closer, and softly kissed her mouth. Lorraine kissed her daughter back, just as softly. Slowly the kiss deepened. Both women's passions flared inside of them. Lorraine had reached her daughter, who was showing her mother how much she loved her. Wanda was showing her Mom that she was all right, and thanking her the best way she could. Lips parted and tongues clashed. Breasts mashed together as the kiss got deeper and stronger. Lorraine had not kissed anyone before that had such a need to be kissed as her daughter did now. Wanda was moaning into her mother's mouth as the kiss started her body's sexual response cycle. Wanda had not felt the need for sex since the rape. Now she needed to be loved more than ever. At the last moment, Lorraine pulled back. Wanda's hands had started roaming her body, one cupping her breasts and the other spreading her legs. Lorraine was not ready to do this, so she stopped her daughter. "Mommy!" Wanda pleaded. "It's not right, baby," Lorraine said. "Let me get Anne." Anne came into the room quickly. She approached the bed, looking at her slave. "I love you, my pet," she said. "I love you, Mistress," Wanda replied. Wanda pulled Anne onto the bed and was naked a moment later, pulling her negligee off her body. Anne laid back, sensing that Wanda needed to be the lead in their lovemaking. Wanda's hands roughly pulled the blouse Anne wore off, revealing her 36c breasts, each nipple pierced with a small ring. Wanda's mouth attached to the right nipple, sucking wildly as the nipple stiffened. Lorraine slid off the bed and headed for the door. She was stopped short when Wanda cried "Stay here, Mommy! I want you to see this." Lorraine slid into a chair, hoping she could slip from the room soon. But as Wanda and Anne got deeper into their acts of love, Lorraine started getting turned on and could not tear herself away. Wanda's mouth moved breast-to-breast on Anne. Each nipple was sucked, turning them from fleshy nubs to hard bullets. As they hardened, Wanda's mouth dropped deeper onto Anne's breast, taking more of the flesh in. Anne's hands worked at removing the rest of her clothes, until both women were naked. Wanda started kissing down Anne's abdomen, trailing her tongue after each kiss. Anne's pussy was shaved, and Lorraine could see it was already glistening from excitement. Wanda pushed her Mistress's legs apart and drove her tongue right between the pussy lips. Like she had been given a signal, Anne started moaning as soon as the tongue entered her body. the moans increased quickly, with the bobbing of Wanda's head between Anne's legs. Lorraine reached between her own legs. Her panties were damp. She pulled them aside and started masturbating, hoping no one would see. She felt confident that Wanda and Anne were too busy too look at her, as they were now in a 69 position, with Anne on top. Both women's faces were buried in her partner's pussy, licking and sucking as if they would never do this again. But then, as Lorraine masturbated and Anne and Wanda 69ed, the last house member, tiny gymnast Amber Anderson, slid into the room quietly. She surveyed the scene and made her choice. Lowering herself to the floor, Amber squirmed to Lorraine. She lifted up under the woman's dress, pulled Lorraine's hand away, and started licking the woman's pussy. Lorraine had been licked by a woman before, but it was a long time ago. All the familiar feelings came back to her in a rush. The softness of the tongue as it caressed her labia. The small nose, rubbing at her clit as the tongue licked. The gentle fingers pulling her open, then rubbing where only a woman would know where to rub without long experimentation. Lorraine gasped, but put her hand on Amber's short red hair, encouraging her to continue. Quickly, her moans were matching the moans coming from the bed. Wanda knew Anne was close to cumming, and she also knew she was close, too. She abandoned the mad tonguing of her Mistress's pussy, focusing her mouth on Anne's clit. She slid two fingers inside her Mistress, curled them, and lightly scraped Anne's G-Spot with her nails. Her efforts were rewarded, as Anne stiffened a minute, then came, flooding wanda's face and hand with the juices she was producing from the session. Anne came, then reached between her body and Wanda's. A double tap on Wanda's abdomen was their pre-arranged signal. Wanda, who could not cum without her Mistress's permission, released herself and came over Anne's face, finally finding the release that the rape had denied her. After cumming, she turned around, and the two women kissed deeply, mingling their cum-covered mouths and tongues freely. then they heard a sound they had not heard before. Lorraine was meowing like a cat, as she came because of Amber's tonguing. Wanda's mom had not had a date in almost a year, and really needed an orgasm. Amber proved the right tool at the right time. A high-pitched scream broke the meowing, and Lorraine Catron shot her love juices over Amber's face. The 21-year-old gymnast drank deeply, loving the taste that was so close to Wanda's, but also so different. After the room settled down, Lorraine remembered the crumpled letter in her hand. She handed it to Wanda, who read it quickly. She jumped up with a leap, happy. "I've been accepted into Boise State," she cried. "School starts August 26! And my application for dorm housing was also approved!!" Wanda happily kissed Anne, then Amber, and finally her mother. She held nothing back in this kiss, letting her mom know how much better she was. "Thank you, Mommy," she whispered to Lorraine. Then Wanda wanted to celebrate. Her favorite way to celebrate was by making love. She pulled Amber onto the bed and started fingering her pussy. Amber moaned happily, needing a release. Anne wandered over to Lorraine, looking a bit awkwardly at her. Anne was nude, while Lorraine was still clothed, though her skirt was bunched near her waist. Anne offered a hand to Lorraine, who took it and stood. The older women stood together as the younger ones made love together. Anne leaned over and softly kissed lorraine, then whispered "Not now, but later." Lorraine smiled. She knew what Anne meant. This night was a focus on snapping Wanda from her post-rape trance, but Anne was saying that someday she and Lorraine would be on the bed where Amber and Wanda were now. Kissing her daughter's lover again, Lorraine silently left. Wanda didn't notice. Anne went to a dresser drawer and handed Wanda a double-headed dildo. Wanda took it and shoved one end into Amber. The tiny girl screamed in pleasure as the dildo drove through her wetness, filling her with sexual pleasure. Wanda then motioned for her Mistress to come onto the bed. It was a full-size bed, but Anne was able to get on it with no problems. Each of the other women made room for her. Wanda signaled, and Anne took the other end of the dildo into her own pussy. She slid down until all the dildo was sucked into one of the girls' pussies. They rubbed their labia together as they mutually fucked the double-header. Wanda crawled between the women and planted her pussy on Amber's face. The gymnast licked again, comparing quickly Wanda's pussy with Lorraine's. lorraine's was wider, but wanda's was juicier, probably from the first orgasm. Wanda, meanwhile, stretched out over Amber and started licking Anne's clit. Her hands went to caress Anne's nipples and pull the nipple rings. Anne in turned pulled Wanda's nipples. The threesome continued like that for a minute or two more, then each woman climaxed, juices flowing off faces, out pussies, and onto body parts or the bed. They switched positions, taking turns rubbing pussies on the dildo. Then Wanda placed Amber atop Anne, facing each other. As those two women held each other and kissed, Wanda licked their pussies together, using tongue strokes that made it seem like there was one long pussy instead of two separate ones. Anne and Amber ground their clits together as Wanda licked, and they both came together, Amber's squirting orgasm drenching Wanda's face as Anne's internal orgasm drenched Wanda's tongue a few seconds later. * * * * * The next month was spent in preparing for school Amber had one year left at BYU before getting her degree in Political Science. Anne did lesson plans for the new school year. Wanda went shopping, buying clothes for school and a new car to go to school in. Insurance paid for the car, but the payment for the clothes came from a surprise source. Another bad part of Wanda's life came to a close in early August. During an overhaul of a hotel room, workers found a small camera in the walls. When the police played the tape inside, they found the raw footage of the sexual encounter between Betty Grant and Wanda Catron. But they also found the contract signing from that morning on the tape. A few days later, Wanda and Anne were called to their attorney's office. "Good news," said the attorney, Janet Louise Spillington. J.L., a woman in her late forties, was a friend of both women from their attendance at local Gay and Lesbian Alliance functions. J.L. was also a lesbian, and had been working on the lawsuit Anne and Wanda brought against the producers of the porn video Wanda appeared in, "hometown Ho's In Provo." J.L. reviewed the case to date. The producers had claimed Wanda had signed the contract with full knowledge of what she was signing, and with no duress on their parts. They had produced the original documents, which showed Wanda's signature and also specified that if she tried to sue over the video's contents, she would get no compensation. Then J.L. told the women about the police find. "The camera doesn't lie," the attorney said. "It showed Betty Grant explaining the top contract page, about appearing as a guide to Provo for the actress Nan Humpers. It also shows her explaining the release of your image to the company. Then she produced more forms, which you signed. Betty told you they were standard, but didn't explain they were the contracts that allowed to you have on-screen sex, and allowed your sets from Strip-O-Rama to be shown, and also told that you only get your money if the film made money. And, to top it all off, that stupid bitch Betty even gloated, on-camera, about how she had tricked you, Wanda, into signing without knowing what you were signing. "I took that film to court today. The judge immediately ruled in our favor. Here's what the ruling entails. "1. You, Wanda Catron, as the aggrieved party, get everything you asked for in your lawsuit. All copies of the DVD are to be recalled and taken off the shelves immediately. All unsold copies are to be recalled and destroyed. Any copies ever found being shown in porn stores nationwide will be confiscated, and the porn shop owner will be fined $100,000, with that money going to you. "2. You get all moneys brought in from the sale of Hometown Ho's. That's not profit, that's actual sales. At last estimate, 340,000 copies of Hometown Ho's had been sold, at an average price of $24.95 each. You will get, within three business days, a check for $8,483,000 from Hometown Productions. "3. You get a monetary damage award from Betty Grant, aka Nan Humpers, of $50,000. You also get a monetary damage award from Hometown Productions of $2.5 million dollars. There are also clauses that state that Hometown Productions may never use any video of you they did not use in Hometown Ho's in Provo. And a clause that states that, if Hometown Productions goes bankrupt, you will still get your money because the man behind Hometown Ho's, one Marvin Haroldson, has an estimated worth of $450 million. And there is a final clause that states that all legal fees are to be paid by Hometown Productions. So, to summarize," J.L. said gleefully, "You can expect at check for $11,033,000. And that will be all yours, because Hometown Productions must pay me the $2,758,250 that is the 25 percent we agreed on when I took your case." Anne and Wanda sat, stunned. Wanda was a multi-millionaire. * * * * * Most of the money was put into a trust fund for Wanda, which she could not touch until she graduated college. Anne wanted her girl to get her education, and this was the best way to insure that happening. A separate fund of $1 million was set up to care for Anne and Wanda's needs. Anne would live on the interest that money drew. Wanda could take out the capital, up to $200,000 per year, for school expenses. As the time to leave for Boise, Idaho drew near, Anne planned a large party to celebrate Wanda's riches, her departure for school, and her upcoming 19th birthday. So much had happened in the last year that Wanda could hardly believe that it was going to be August 23, her birthday. Anne planned the party for a weekend-long affair, at a private suite of rooms at the Sundance Ski Lodge. The lodge willingly rented the entire 6th floor and one conference room in the back to the Catron party. Anne invited all their friends, and many more Wanda didn't know. Every guest was female. The main party was in the conference room. This is where the party started. Arriving guests were sent to a corner of the room to check in their clothes. they were then given a robe, with their name monogrammed on it, to wear for the party. There was food, drink, dancing as a rotation of bands played most of the weekend. There was a special elevator that took party guests to the sixth floor and back down. The other hotel elevators were locked out of the sixth floor. Not even hotel staff could get on that floor, except if there was an emergency. Party guests were encouraged to wander from room to room, and make as many friends as they wanted to. One of the party rules was that couples that attended were not to remain faithful, but to experiment with others. One room was outfitted with BDSM materials. Throughout the weekend you could find people being Mistresses and slaves, in sexual couplings or just playing with the whips, chains, floggers, clamps and other toys in the room. Another room was a games room. There was a pool table, a poker table, and a board game table set up. The games were both traditional and erotic. Yet another room had sex swings in it. This was among the most popular rooms, with the swings being used almost constantly all weekend long. A fourth room was set up like a strip club, with outfits on hangars backstage. A guest that wanted to could put on an outfit, then strip to music, alone or for friends, or for anyone that passed by. Wanda's Story Ch. 12 Most of the rooms, though were traditional hotel rooms, with nothing more than beds. Keys were on a pegboard at the end of the hall by the working elevator. Those that wanted to could take a key and get private with someone else. The party started at noon on Saturday. The guests were sitting at tables, waiting, when Wanda was wheeled in on a bed. She was strapped onto the bed by velvet scarves, in case she wanted to escape. She was also naked. "Ladies," Anne said from the dais. "This weekend we celebrate Wanda's departure from our midst. But it is not a time for sadness. No, it is a time for joy, for my precious pet has grown so much in the past year. "Some of you might have heard about an episode Wanda had recently," Anne went on. "She was used by a porn star who claimed she was Wanda's friend. As a result, I punished my pet most severely, though the end result of this episode is the party we can now afford to throw. "At the end of that punishment, Wanda was tied to a bed, similar to this one, and several of our friends made love to her. that was my way of congratulating her for surviving the punishment I inflicted on her. "To this day, Wanda has no idea who was involved in that orgy. To start this sex weekend off right, we will recreate that orgy, with its original participants. Will those of you who helped me please come forward and shed your robes." People all around the room started looking around. Anne stepped off the dais and dropped her robe at the side of Wanda's bed. Amber Anderson, Wanda and Anne's live-in lover, also came forth and stripped. Following her came Bambi, Angel and June from Wanda's former workplace, Strip-O-Rama. A couple of Anne's fellow teachers, Ms. Geltney from the Art Department and Ms. Riffner from P.E. came forward. Lastly came J.L. Spillington, their attorney. The seven women climbed on the bed. Each one started making love to one part of Wanda's anatomy. Anne started kissing Wanda. Amber ate her pussy. Bambi and June sucked nipples, while Maxine Geltney, a woman in her mid-30s like Anne, started sucking on Wanda's toes. Maxine had large breasts that were already starting to sag. She would suck on a foot, then wrap it between her breasts and stroke it through the valley. Cathy Riffner, the oldest woman in the pile at 51, showed off her still-firm body as she licked behind one of Wanda's knees. J.L., who also had a very sleek body, was on the other knee, matching Cathy lick for lick. Angel, meanwhile, was caressing Wanda's abdomen in the most sensual way she could. Wanda moaned loudly as she felt the great lovemaking surge through her body and right to her pussy. Then, as she leaked her womanly juices, Maxine moved from Wanda's feet to her clit. Like a bolt, Wanda stiffened and came, screaming out in pleasure as the women shifted to a different position on Wanda's body. Unlike the last orgy, Wanda was able to give pleasure as well as get it. Bambi planted her pussy right on Wanda's mouth, letting her lick and suck the stripper's delicate pussy lips. Maxine and J.L. slid right onto each of Wanda's hands, and the teen started fingerfucking them. June was licking Wanda's pussy, and Anne and Angel were on tit-sucking duties. Cathy and Amber showed off their dexterity by sliding their pussies onto each of Wanda's feet, filling their bodies with any available fuck tool. The second round brought four orgasms. Wanda's was primary, but before she came, she had licked Bambi to orgasm, and fingered both Maxine and J.L. to a mutual climax. AS the party shifted, Wanda took a minute and looked out to the other guests. Many of them were paired up already, making love with each other passionately, furiously or even tentatively if it was a new partner. Some looked on the growing orgy in amazement. Wanda's mother, Lorraine, was one of these. Her robe was still tightly bound to her body. A couple of guests were horrified. One of them, whom Wanda recognized as Ginger from the strip club, was already back in her street clothes and dashing out the door. The ballroom orgy lasted almost two hours. When people were tired, they stopped and watched. When they were hungry, a buffet was against one wall. To get to the buffet, you just had to avoid the two girls making love to each other with items off the buffet table. Lorraine watched the scene with awe. She had read stories of a massive orgy in porn magazines she bought, but she had never thought she would be in one. And this was a lesbian orgy to boot. Lorraine, despite initial misgivings, eventually started rubbing her fingers on her labia as the moans continued to fill the room. After the orgy, people headed upstairs. Lorraine decided to look into the rooms, but then take one of the bedrooms and remain by herself until dinner. As she grabbed a key, she found herself next to J.L. the lawyer. J.L. introduced herself, then smiled as Lorraine said she was Wanda's mother. "You have a lovely daughter, and a very talented one as well," J.L. said. "I can see where she gets her beauty." Lorraine blushed. "I guess she's talented. I think you came three times while on the bed with her." "I didn't think anyone was counting," J.L. said. She looked over Lorraine quickly. Then J.L. said "Would you like to look in some of the rooms with me? No obligation." "I would," Lorraine said. So the two older women cruised through the rooms. They were all in use. Lorraine was especially shocked to see the woman on the pool table having another woman shove one, then two pool balls into her pussy. She came quickly after that. Lorraine moved a little closer to J.L., as if needing someone to protect her from this scene. She moved even closer when they got to the BDSM room. As a whip was striking bare flesh, Lorraine turned into J.L.'s arms, hiding her eyes. The lawyer knew enough to steer Lorraine out of the room, down the hall, and into the room Lorraine had selected. As Lorraine shuddered, still thinking of the image of whip on flesh, J.L. made two drinks and handed one to Lorraine. The rum and coke disappeared in almost an instant, and Lorraine, still shaking, took the second drink as well. After drinking that one, she sat on the bed, feeling better. J.L. sat with her, and slid an arm around Lorraine's shoulder. "I'm sorry that scene shook you so much," the lawyer said. "I should have known you were not into that stuff." Lorraine looked at the other woman. Everything that had happened the past few hours sped through her mind. Also repeating in her mind was the night Amber had eaten her pussy. Lorraine moved a little closer and gently, experimentally, kissed J.L. The lawyer kissed back, matching her kiss to Lorraine's. The lawyer could tell that Lorraine wanted to try, but sensed she had never slept with a woman before. She decided to let Lorraine lead, and match her as long as she wanted. The kiss slowly deepened. Lorraine learned quickly that a woman's kiss was much different from a man's. First and foremost, there was no facial stubble scratching her own face. The curves on J.L.'s body seemed to mesh into hers, exciting the mom as much as intriguing her. Lorraine's hand pulled the waist cord on J.L.'s robe, opening it up. She slid her hand into the robe and cupped a breast. J.L. matched her movement, smiling inwardly at Lorraine's boldness. When they broke the kiss, Lorraine said, "J.L., please ..." The lawyer interrupted. "Call me Lou," she asked. Lorraine started again. "Lou, let's make love. I've never done this, but I want to." Lorraine had had her pussy licked by other women before, but she had never done anything like that, and the licking was as far as she had allowed the other women. Tonight, though, she wanted to experiment further. Lorraine pulled Lou onto the bed, and slid the robe off her shoulders and onto the bed. Lorraine removed her own robe, tossing it on the floor. Lorraine and Lou kissed again, this time a kiss that had the promise of more passion behind it. Lou moved her lips to kiss Lorraine's neck, then licked up to the woman's earlobe. She alternated between sucking Lorraine's earlobe and promising her that she would only go as fast as Lorraine wanted. What followed was a gentle initiation into lesbian lovemaking. Lorraine tentatively licked Lou's breasts, then licked harder when Lou moaned. She slid one nipple into her mouth and sucked harder, gratified with greater and deeper moans from her partner. Then Lorraine moved to the other breast, imitating her motions, and getting imitative moans in reply. The mom slid one hand down, spread Lou's pussylips, and started rubbing them gently. The resulting wetness from Lou made the rubbing even easier. Slowly Lorraine built up the nerve for the next step. When she was mentally ready, she released Lou's breasts (getting a little whimper from the lawyer) and moved lower. She marveled at the bikini cut of hair Lou had between her legs. It was thin, though, exposing all the important parts for lovemaking. Lorraine's tongue darted out, flicking at the clit. AS Lou resumed her moans, Lorraine repeated herself. Then, knowing what she liked when her boyfriends made love to her (and remembering Amber's lovemaking as well), she sucked on the clit deeply, bringing a fresh set of moans and more juices from Lorraine's pussy. Lou reached down. She took the hand Lorraine was rubbing with and pushed on it. Lorraine's fingers filled Lou's body, and Lorraine understood. She moved her fingers back and forth inside lou, rubbing and coaxing her to greater heights of pleasure. When Lorraine twisted her hand and bent the fingers upwards, she found Lou's G-Spot. She also found Lou's first orgasm. The lawyer came, driving fresh juices all over Lorraine's hand as intense moans came from Lou's lips. Then Lorraine moved her mouth lower, licking a pussy for the very first time. The taste was close to her own juices, tasted during masturbation, but different enough to be enticing to Lorraine. She licked and sucked at Lou's pussy until the woman shuddered and came again. Lou's hands reached for Lorraine's butt. She pulled the mom fully atop her, then spread Lorraine's legs and licked at the pussy presented. Lorraine started moaning quickly, her moans in Lou's pussy adding to the lawyer's excitement. Both women licked and licked. They also alternated their tongues with their fingers. Lorraine felt herself right on the edge when Lou made a move Lorraine had not thought of. Lou moved her tongue over Lorraine's perineum, knowing how sensitive the skin between pussy and asshole is. Lorraine learned of the sensitivity quickly. Stars shot through her brain, excitement built in her body and Lorraine came, flowing rapidly onto Lou's chin. The orgasm set off Lou's own climax, and both women came together. After a short rest, Lou looked around the room. Each room had been provided with dildos, vibrators and strap-ons. Lou grabbed a large dildo and shoved it into Lorraine's pussy, causing the older woman to shudder. This was the largest thing anyone had ever put in her pussy, including men's cocks. In less than 10 strokes Lorraine came again. Then Lorraine took her turn. She found a vibrator and plunged it into Lou. The lawyer moaned and groaned, building towards climax. Just before she came, however, Lorraine pulled it from Lou's pussy and slid it, now very wet, into Lou's ass. Lorraine turned the vibrator up to "High" and started licking Lou's pussy at the same time. The lawyer came, her intense orgasm matching Lorraine's. Sated, the two women collapsed into each other's arms. She softly kissed each other and held on tight, the afterglow of the sex turning their fling into the start of a romance. For the rest of the weekend the women were inseparable and exclusive with each other. After the weekend they made plans, and eventually became live-in lovers. Lorraine had finally found someone to replace her late husband, and the sex was better than ever. * * * * * As for Wanda, she used the weekend to drive her fear of strange people, a fear developed by the rape, out of her mind. After the bed orgy, Wanda wandered room to room on the sixth floor. Anyone that asked could take her to a private room. Wanda's only rule was that she would only cum twice with her partner, or spend a maximum of 45 minutes with any one person. Once word got out that Wanda was acting like a sex slut, it seemed like she rarely had her robe on. Bambi, June, Angel and a couple of the other girls from Strip-O-Rama ganged up on her for a massive strip orgy in the strip club room. The public sex on the strip club set turned Wanda on more than the bed orgy, because she could see how it was affecting the others in the room. Several couplings occurred on the floor while Wanda and the others were engaged in any and all sex acts on stage. Wanda received her first double-pussy penetration on that stage, when Bambi and Glinda, one of the newer strippers from the club, each used strap-ons to give Wanda this sensation. As Wanda came from that, she suddenly had a pussy with gray hair shoved into her face. She looked up to see Cathy Riffner from school feeding her pussy to Wanda. The teen licked and sucked until Cathy came, just as Wanda came again from the strap-ons. The strippers had each taken a turn, giving Wanda 10 strokes before the other replaced the first. A side bet on who could get her to orgasm had Bambi paying off as Wanda came on Glinda' vibrating strap-on. Wanda spent three hours in the sex chair, as woman after woman lined up to lick her pussy. Wanda had her legs tied wide apart in the swing, allowing easy access. A few also licked at her asshole, giving an intense pleasure to the usual pussy licking. Wanda had always been multi-orgasmic, but this night topped all her previous records. About 1 am the teen lost count of her orgasms. The count then had been 23. Fortunately for the teen, Amber had taken it on herself to give Wanda occasional drinks of Gatorade, and also bites of food, to allow the teen to keep her strength up. Sunday was a continuation of Saturday. Wanda saw her Mom a couple of times, usually from a distance, and always in the company of J.L. Neither woman came up to Wanda while she was getting fucked by almost all the party goers, but wanda didn't think that too strange. She could not imaging making love to her mother, and she had already made J.L. cum during the bed orgy. Slowly the mass orgy slowed down. In ones, couples or groups, the women retired to the rooms to shower and change back into their clothes. As they departed, Anne gave each woman a gift. In addition to the robes, they were allowed to take two of the toys in any of the rooms. When the last partygoer had taken the last vibrator and left, Wanda, Amber and Anne gathered in the BDSM room. They held each other in a three-way hug for a long time, letting the emotions of the weekend wind down. There was only one thing to say, and Wanda said it. "Thank you, Mistress, for loving me, and giving me this party. I love you totally, and will always be faithful to you." Three days later, Wanda drove out of Provo and headed north, then west, to Boise, Idaho, and a new chapter in her life ... student at Boise State. Wanda's Story Ch. 13 Wanda Catron's pussy was still shivering as she drove out of Provo, Utah that August morning. She was leaving her hometown for the first time, traveling to Boise, Idaho to go to school there. She planned to be a teacher, like her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Wanda and Anne had lived together for nearly a year now. Anne had Collared Wanda in December, making her a slave for life. A month previously, Wanda had been the recipient of almost $11 million dollars as a result of a settlement against a porn video that had featured Wanda without proper permission. Now, the millions tucked away in the bank, Wanda drove her brand-new Mustang Convertible up the highway. She slipped past Salt Lake City, then Logan, Utah. Passing Logan made her thing of her friend Amber Anderson, and her former boyfriend Erich Buchanon. Erich had been drafted in the first round of the NFL Draft, as expected. On the first day of practice, however, Erich broke a leg and was not expected to play this year, and there were only limited hopes of him ever playing professional football. Serves him right for dumping Amber, Wanda thought. On into Idaho she drove. Her Mustang was a new car, replacing the one she had wrecked a few months before. As soon as that wreck came into her mind, however, she shuffled it away. Thinking of the wreck might also get her thinking of what followed after that. Wanda tried not to think on the rape she had endured. Instead she let her mind slip to the previous weekend and the orgy Anne had thrown in her honor. A weekend orgy at Sundance Ski Resort had finally broken Wanda's depression. As she thought of all the sex she had that weekend, Wanda's hand slid between her thighs. She hiked her skirt a little and, as she drove down the road at 70 MPH, started playing with herself. There was the bed orgy, where seven women and she made love together in front of the rest of the partygoers. There was the strip club orgy on the makeshift dance floor. And the women; so many women, all wanting Wanda. She fingered herself more. She got a good buzz from her pussy, but didn't really want to test herself by orgasming at this speed. Suddenly a large horn tooted close by. Snapping out of her reverie immediately, she saw to her right a truck driver, keeping pace with her Mustang. His eyes weren't on the road, they were on Wanda. The teen wondered how long he had been there. She looked up at the truck driver, then realized her hand was still between her legs. As she hastily yanked her hand away, the driver stuck his tongue out and pretended to lick. Wanda knew what he wanted. What Wanda gave him, however, was road dust. A quick step on the accelerator pedal and the 19-year-old was zooming down the Interstate at 100 MPH, far outdistancing the truck driver. Near 5 pm, Wanda reached Boise. A quiet town nestled in the mountains, Boise was the capital of Idaho. Although there was business in the city year-round, a special life buzzed through the town as a new school year started. Wanda could feel the buzz as she arrived in town. Wanda rented a hotel room for the night. The dorms would be opening the next day, and Wanda planned to get there early, excited to start her new life. After settling into her room, she showered then, still naked, called her Mistress. The phone rang several times before Wanda gave up. She wondered where Anne could be, then remembered it was Friday night and they would be at the strip club. Instead, she called her mother, Lorraine Catron. When she answered the phone, though, her Mom sounded weird, like she was out of breath. "Hello?" came Lorraine's voice, with a couple of huffing breaths besides. "Mom? It's Wanda. How are you? Are you OK?" "Yes, dear, I'm wonderful." Then Wanda heard her mom say through what sounded like a muffled phone "It's my daughter. Stop that!" "Mom, I'm in Boise. I just got in a few minutes ago." A muffled squeak from the other end of the phone startled Wanda. "Mom! Are you all right? What's going on?" Lorraine said "You stop that, you!" to someone else then came back to the phone. "No, love, everything's fine. In fact, it's wonderful. I'm glad you're in Boise and safe. Call when you get into your dorm room." Again Lorraine's voice faded from the receiver and Wanda heard what sounded like a moan of pleasure. The moaning got to be constant. Wanda called in vain for her mother, then hung up the phone, wondering what was going on. * * * * * The phone clicked dead, but Lorraine Catron was in no position to hear. Her legs were splayed wide apart, and her new lover, J.L. Spillington, was driving a strap-on dildo in and out of Lorraine's pussy. The moans were of ecstasy. Lorraine and J.L., whom Lorraine called Lou, had hooked up the previous weekend at the birthday orgy. This was their first time going out alone. They had been kissing, and planned to go out to dinner, but Lou had dropped her dress just as Lorraine got on the phone, revealing the strap-on she had worn instead of underwear. The mid-forties lawyer had teased the late-30s mother while she talked with Wanda by lifting Lorraine's dress and licking her pussy, then had driven her strap-on deep inside Lorraine. The phone forgotten, Lorraine wrapped her legs and arms around lou, holding her tight. "Lou, yes, yes," she cried. Her nails dug into the other woman's back. Her hips rose and fell in time with Lou's thrusts. Lorraine had never thought she would be in a relationship with another woman, but now, as this other woman fucked her on her own couch, Lorraine thought she could never let this woman get away. Lou lowered her head and sucked one of Lorraine's nipples into her mouth. After a quick sucking, she stretched flat against Lorraine, whispering sweet words into Lorraine's ear as she nibbled the earlobe. "You feel my love, Lorraine," she said. "You know you want to cum. Cum for me, my precious. Cum for me." Lorraine needed no further urging. A deep shudder filled Lorraine and she came, digging her nails deeply into Lou's back as she did so. No one had fucked her like this, man or woman, in a couple of years, and despite all the orgasms the weekend before, this orgasm seemed like the first one ever for Lorraine. Her head turned and her mouth searched for Lou's. They kissed hard as Lorraine came again, right on the heels of the first orgasm. A quick double orgasm had never happened to Lorraine before, though she had been able to have sever orgasms a night. As the orgasms subsided and Lorraine's shaking slowed, the two women cuddled together. They heard the doorknob jiggling, and both women quickly lowered their dresses before Lorraine's other two children entered the house. Roger Catron was 17 and a senior at Independence High in Provo. His younger sister, Wendy, was a 15, a sophomore, and developing nicely. She looked like she could be Wanda's twin sister except her breasts hadn't grown as large as Wanda's 38c. Lorraine introduced the children to her friend J.L. She told them she was the lawyer that had helped Wanda get her millions from the porn company. She then told the kids to fend for themselves, because she and J.L. were going to dinner together. The kids shrugged and plopped down in front of the TV as the two older women left for dinner. They went to an old-fashioned diner for dinner. Each woman ate sparingly, their eyes and minds more on each other than their food. Lou slipped a foot out of her shoe and slid the sole of the bare foot up Lorraine's leg. Lorraine responded with a sigh and a spreading of her legs under the table. Lou slid the foot higher until her big toe was teasing the strip of panties covering lorraine's labia. Lou could tell the cotton was wet, and she smiled. After dinner the two went to the movies. But not any movie. They drove for a while to a Salt Lake City theater that still showed porn movies. There they settled into one of the back rows and soon were making out like teenagers. Their hands could not keep outside each other's dresses, and slowly, gently, they fingered each other to an orgasm in the theater. Lorraine had made love in a movie theater before, as she remembered fucking her former husband in the back row of a theater while they were dating. This time, however, the couple drew a crowd. Most of the other patrons in the theater were men. They had noticed the two women enter the theater and sit near the back. As a few of them turned to look at the women from time to time, they could see what they were doing. Finally one man, drunk enough to have courage, rose and found a new seat, on the same row as Lorraine and Lou. As they fingered themselves, he pulled out his cock and started beating it. After they were done with each other, they noticed the man watching them and masturbating. Lorraine and Lou whispered together, then giggled. They had made a plan. The women stood up and, as one, shed their dresses. Lorraine also dropped her bra and panties, making herself as nude as Lou was. They beckoned the man in their row, and when he approached, they dropped to their knees and double-sucked his cock. The man was a loud moaner, and as he came he moaned in joy. Lou had his cock in her mouth when he came. The other patrons turned and saw the sex in the back row. Many of them hurried over to see if they could join in. Lou took the man's sperm in her mouth, then smiled and kissed Lorraine. As the men watched, sperm slid from Lou's mouth to Lorraine's, then back again. Finally, both women spit it out and smiled at the men. "Here are the rules," Lou said. "No vaginal penetration with your cocks, unless you happen to have a condom with you." The groans from the men told that none of them did. "You may lick us, and we will suck you and jack you off. One orgasm per man. Agreed?" The men quickly agreed, and the orgy was on. During their quick whisper, Lou had revealed that she had been with men before, and wanted to play like this. What Lorraine didn't know was that this was a test to see if Lorraine would remain with her after getting her fill of a man's cock. The women were surrounded. Each one had two cocks in their hands and one in their mouth. A couple of the braver men got onto the floor and started licking the women's pussies. Others beat off, keeping their cocks hard from the sights and sounds of the sexual pleasures coming from the movie speakers and the people in the back row. Lorraine and Lou were soon covered in cum. Men came on their hands, in their mouths, on their breasts. As each man came, another took his place. There must have been close to 40 men in the theater that night, and almost all of them got some sexual satisfaction from the women. The cocks were never-ending, and all shapes, sizes and colors. The largest cock belonged to a short man who came up at the very end. The man, barely 5-6, had a 14-inch monster in his pants. Both women gasped, then worked together to please this cock. Their mouths sucked a side of the cock, up and down. Four hands captured the cock and stroked while mouths alternated sucking the mushroom-shaped head and a bit of the shaft. Then the man smiled and produced a condom. The women, trapped by their earlier words, sheathed the cock, and Lou strattled his legs and lowered herself onto that monster. She slid to the end of the rubber, then started squeezing his cock. Lorraine got down on her knees and sucked at his balls. The few men who had remained to watch the orgy stared in fascination as the two women shrieked with joy as they made love to this cock. After a couple of minutes, Lou got up and let Lorraine ride the monster. She sat facing the man and lowered herself down. Her pussy opened wider than it ever had before, taking the cock very deep. As she bounced on the man's lap, he sucked her cum-stained breasts. Lou kissed Lorraine, driving her closer to orgasm. Suddenly Lorraine's body stiffened, she moaned into Lou's mouth, and came hard, flooding the condon-covered cock with her cum. Lorraine lifted off and Lou returned onto the cock. She was close to orgasm herself, and wanted this monster to unleash while she came. She rolled herself and the man over, letting him get on top and drive into her. He set a fast pace, knowing he was ready to cum. He murmured his intent to cum just as Lou felt her own orgasm erupting. Together, the man and Lou came, holding tight to each other to keep from falling on the floor. The tip of the condom filled as Lou's pussy juices flowed around it. Satisfied, the man pulled out, showing that the condom had not broken and leaked. The other men around them applauded. A few tried to get their numbers. Lorraine refused, but Lou willing gave out a number. Then both women dressed and hurried out of the theater. Too sticky to drive all the way home, they checked into a motel room to shower. As they stripped, Lorraine asked about the number Lou had given out. "That wasn't a number you've given me," she said. "What was that number?" Lorraine broke into a hearty laugh. Between giggles, she said "That is a pre-recorded message line. The message says 'Hi. If you've been given this number then forget about the person that gave it to you. He or she doesn't give a fuck about you and never wants to see you again.' "Now you know why you didn't get that number. I want to see you again, and again, and again, and again." The women showered together, cleaning each other's bodies of the sticky dried semen. Then they dropped to the floor and, with the water running over them, made love, using their fingers to pleasure each other to orgasm. They then retired to the bed, where they spent the next three hours making love together. Lorraine wore a strap-on for the first time in her life, driving it into Lou's pussy. Then Lou flipped over, and Lorraine slid the strap into her ass, giving the lawyer a deep satisfying orgasm. After the session, they slept, waking with the morning light to make love again. Then they drove to Lou's home in Provo and made love again. They spent most of that Saturday in bed together, cementing their relationship with their love. * * * * * While Lorraine and Lou were together, Wanda was busy moving. She hadn't brought much with her, but she had to carry two suitcases and her computer to the second-floor room she was assigned. As she set up the computer, her new roommate entered. She was tall, 6-3 or 6-4, with short brown hair, glasses, and freckles. Wanda's gaze lowered, and saw small breasts, not much butt, and a couple of tattoos on her arm. She was wearing a basketball jersey with "Jordan" on the back, and faded, torn Levi's. On her feet were sandals that looked very worn. She introduced herself as Astrid Martin, from Casper, Wyoming. Wanda introduced herself, then watched in horror as Astrid tripped over her own suitcase. the suitcase was a messily packed as Astrid looked. Clothes hung from the seal, and when the suitcase fell, its overworked latch sprung open and clothes fell everywhere. Astrid casually picked herself off the floor like she fell every day, and Wanda helped her clean up her clothes. After the clothes were unpacked, the women piled into Wanda's Mustang and drove to the local Wal-Mart. Wanda still had her discount card, because she was still on leave from the company. They bought a couple of lamps, a small burner for cooking, a few pots and pans, some food and a small refrigerator to store their perishables in. Wanda picked up the tab, without telling Astrid how rich she was. That was to be her secret. Moved in fully now, the women learned about each other. Wanda did not divulge her lesbian nature, nor did she mention she was a slave. When Astrid asked about her Collar, Wanda said it was a good-luck choker that she never took off. Astrid, despite her clumsiness, had been the best high school basketball player in Wyoming last year. She was on a basketball scholarship, which meant she would not be in the dorm much during the season. She was single and had rarely dated (no surprise, Wanda thought). The only surprise was when Astrid stripped for bed. When she removed her basketball jersey, Wanda saw she was wearing a restricting bra. When Astrid took it off, large breasts fell free, breasts as large as Wanda's. "I wish I didn't have to wear this bra," Astrid said, sensing Wanda's eyes and unspoken questions. "But I need to when I play ball to keep from bouncing all over the place. And I wear it when I'm not playing to keep my breasts from hurting when I play." Astrid fell asleep quickly. Wanda, on the other hand, lay awake. She missed her Mistress, missed her orders, missed her loving touch. She even missed the dungeon and the playtime. Slowly her hands slid under the covers and between her legs. Fingers found familiar spots and rubbed them to full awareness. Desire swelled in wanda's body, replacing the loneliness of minutes before. She came, trying her best to keep quiet while cumming. She mentally called her Mistress' name as she came, giving her orgasm to her. The next day, Wanda and Astrid took the new student tour of the Boise State campus. Their dorms were on the southern end of the campus, a campus that encompassed 168 acres and was bordered on the north by the Boise River. They had fields for farming majors. There was livestock, cows and horses and sheep and pigs, for animal husbandry majors. There was a wonderful astronomy department with monthly shows about the heavens, free to students. There were two libraries, stocked with many modern books as well as musty old college tomes. And there was, on the east end of campus, a large football field with an amazing bright blue field. Wanda had been to football games before, and seen some on TV. She had never seen a blue field before. The guide told them that Boise State had the only blue field in the country, and they were proud of their stadium. They also showed the group the basketball arena, called the Pavilion, located across the parking lot from the football field. Astrid's eyes grew as she stood on center court and imagined playing before 12,000 fans night in and night out. The tour over, Wanda hurried back to the dorm and tried calling Anne. Again, there was no answer, as there had not been all weekend. when she called home, Roger answered. "Mom's not been home all weekend," he said. "I think she's found a man!" Wanda spent the rest of the day in her dorm, occasionally trying (and failing) to call Anne. * * * * * Classes started on Tuesday. Wanda, after having been away from schooling for a year, took a little bit to get back into the daily grind of classroom work. Also she found college to be a challenge. Her first semester was basic courses aimed towards graduation. She had Math 101, Science 101, English 101, History 101 and Teaching Elementary School PE 101. The 15 units seemed to be a lot, but with no Mistress to care for, no job to take time away from studying, and no desire for a dating life, Wanda could throw herself into her schoolwork. A week into the fall semester, the school sororities had a "Rush Week." Each house supported by the campus had an information table in the central quad area. After eating lunch one day, Astrid convinced Wanda to go with her to look at the info on the tables. They wandered table to table, getting information on Greek life and each sorority's special interests. Partway through the tour, Astrid whispered to Wanda "The only thing I knew about Greeks before now was that they named anal sex after them." Wanda, who was drinking a soda at the time, did a perfect spit-take, flustered that her roommate would say something like that. As far as Wanda could tell, Astrid was a nun ... until now. The girls discussed the pros and cons of sorority life back in their dorm room that evening. They both agreed to apply with the Delta Beta Nu sorority and see if they would be accepted. Then, after trying (again unsuccessfully) to reach Anne by phone, Wanda went to bed while Astrid did more schoolwork. Wanda's Story Ch. 13 A while later, Wanda woke with a start. A low groan had penetrated her sleep, and she woke with a start, remembering the moans of her rapist. For a moment she was disoriented, then slowly remembered she was at school and her rapist was dead. Then another low moan came to her ears. Now she knew where the moan came from. Wanda's eyes, now well adjusted to the darkness, could see her roommate on her bed. Astrid's hands were between her legs, and it was obvious that she was masturbating. Wanda watched in silent awe. In her year with Anne Franklin, her Mistress, Wanda had never had a chance to watch her masturbate without knowing Wanda was watching. She was pretty certain Astrid didn't know Wanda was awake and watching her, either. Astrid's hands were both between her legs, rubbing furiously. Yet another moan came from the tall woman's bed, but it was not a moan of happiness, as far as Wanda could tell. It sounded more like a moan of frustration. Then Astrid removed her hands and started crying, slowly at first, then more and harder. Wanda bolted out of bed as the tears increased, worry on her face. She went to Astrid's bed and pulled her roomie into a sitting position. The tears were flowing now, and Wanda said "Astrid, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" I ... I ... I can't ... I can't," she began, before a fresh bawl broke from Astrid's mouth. Wanda pulled Astrid close, holding her, comforting her roommate and new friend as she cried. Wanda didn't try and get the girl to talk, figuring Astrid would speak up when she was ready. After a few minutes, the tears slowed. Astrid looked at her older roommate and tried to smile, but failed. Wanda sensed now was the time, so she asked again, "What's wrong, honey?" This time Astrid found her voice. "I can't make myself cum," she said. "I've heard you, over on your bed, playing with yourself and cumming. When I try, though, I get a buzz, but nothing else. What am I doing wrong?" Wanda suddenly found herself in a new role, that of teacher. She took Astrid by the hands, feeling the slight wetness on her fingertips, and smiled. "Tell me about your sex life, honey," she said. Astrid shyly started talking. Her life had been all about basketball, she said. She had a little interest in boys, but mostly the ones who played basketball. She had finally allowed one boy to be her steady boyfriend her senior year, though they rarely went out together. He was on the boy's program at Casper High, while she was on the girl's team. They had fooled around a bit, but not gone all the way until just before the start of college. Then he had traveled east to Creighton University while she went southwest to Boise State. Their only sexual encounter had happened on Astrid's 18th birthday in July. Then, the boy had rented a hotel room and taken her there. They slowly undressed, then got in bed. He had a hard cock, and shoved it in Astrid quickly. Just as quickly, he had cum into his condom, then dressed and left. As for playing with herself, she had tried, but didn't seem to know what to do, exactly. It was obvious that Astrid had never watched porn movies, and had never taken a long time experimenting with her body. Wanda decided to teach Astrid what to do. Wanda released Astrid's hands and removed her negligee, so both women were nude. "I'll help you, honey," Wanda said. "Watch me, and do as I do." Wanda spread her legs apart, and leaned back a little. Her hands moved to her breasts, playing with her nipples. she flicked at them, then pulled them, then wet her fingers and rubbed each nipple. She looked over at her roommate, and Astrid was doing the same. Her nipples stood out proudly, and looked even longer than Wanda's. Keeping one hand on her breasts, Wanda lowered her other hand to her covered clit. A bit of rubbing, and the clit came out of its fleshy sheath. She watched Astrid do the same, then started massaging her clit, not caring as a deep moan emitted from her throat. Astrid was also moaning, a deeper moan than Wanda's, and a needier moan than what she had used earlier. When she felt the time was right, Wanda moved her hand away from her breast and used two fingers of that hand to plunge into her pussy. Astrid watched in amazement as wanda's fingers sunk into her pussy to the knuckles. then Astrid imitated the move. Both women's moans increased in both tenor and desire, as they neared their orgasms. Wanda watched Astrid fingering herself and smiled. The girl had taken to Wanda's instructions wonderfully. Astrid had thrown her head back, no longer watching Wanda, and was closing in on her orgasm. Wanda rubbed herself, feeling her own orgasm growing closer. She knew she could hold off, because her Mistress had taught her self-control. In a throaty voice, Wanda started urging her roommate on. "you're close, honey," Wanda called out. "Now pick up the speed and let yourself go. You can feel your orgasm building. Don't hold it back. Cum with me, honey, cum with me." Wanda's fingers worked at herself furiously now, since she decided to have a mutual orgasm with Astrid. The taller woman moaned deeper, then started speaking. "Wanda, baby," she gasped. "It feels so good. It's growing inside me. I can feel it. Almost there. Almost ...almost ... "THERE!" Astrid screamed. Her body shook, and the 18-year-old had her first orgasm. Wanda watched the fluids flood from Astrid's pussy, then let herself go as well. There was no turning back. Wanda's hip bucked, she cried out, and came, flooding her fingers with her own pussy juices. As the women calmed down and relaxed, Astrid crawled into Wanda's arms and cuddled. Wanda held the taller woman and smiled. Small kisses moved between the two, and they fell asleep arm in arm on Astrid's full-sized bed. For Astrid, it was the sleep of the newly satisfied. For Wanda, her dreams were still troubled. She had not heard from Mistress Anne, and she was worried. But, cuddling with Astrid, she slept sounder than she had in a while. Wanda's Story Ch. 14 Wanda Catron woke with the familiar feeling of a hand rubbing her pussy. She had been dreaming of her home in Provo, Utah, and thought it was the hand of her Mistress, Anne Franklin, rubbing at her. No, Wanda thought, her eyes still closed as her pleasure grew, that was not Anne's touch. Nor was it the touch of the third woman in the house, Amber Anderson. Then Wanda remembered where she was, and her eyes opened in semi-shock. She was in the bed of her college roommate, Astrid Martin. They had fallen asleep together late last night (or maybe early this morning) after Wanda had taught Astrid how to masturbate. Now Astrid was practicing her lesson, with Wanda's pussy as the place Astrid was practicing. Wanda couldn't help herself. As she had woken up, and before realizing who she was with, Wanda had let her body start to respond to the other woman's touch. Now, she was in a quandary. She had promised herself to be faithful to Anne while at Boise State. Yet here was a woman she had been naked with the night before, and been in bed with all night, playing with her pussy. Wanda decided to tell Anne about it when she finally talked to her Mistress. For now, though, she let Astrid's hand give her pleasure. Wanda laid back and spread her legs a little, signaling approval of what Astrid was doing. For the 6-4, 18-year-old basketball player, the reach down to Wanda's pussy was easier than the reach to her own pussy. Astrid found it much easier to rub Wanda's pussy, and found Wanda's responses were quicker than even her own responses. Astrid's fingers slid into Wanda's pussy, feeling the hot wetness held inside the 19-year-old's body. Then Astrid pulled her fingers out and rubbed on Wanda's clit. She was amazed at how erect the clit had gotten in such a short time. Astrid had never rubbed a woman's pussy before except her own, and she had rubbed her own rarely. She marveled at the different feeling of Wanda's outer labia. And when her fingers dove inside Wanda's body, she was amazed as the inner labia sucked at her fingers. When Wanda moaned, her voice was much more feminine than Astrid's own. But then Wanda's moans changed pitch. Her hips lifted up, and it seemed to Astrid that Wanda was trying to suck her fingers even deeper into her body. Astrid gave in to the suction, and pushed her fingers in even deeper. Wanda gasped, then moaned again. She hoarsely barked "Bend your fingers, honey!" Astrid followed the order. When she bent her fingers, Wanda gasped again. Then a warm liquid abruptly flowed over Astrid's hand, and she realized with a start that Wanda was cumming. The older teen was thrashing on the bed, humping at her hand, and wetting Astrid's hand, and begging for more. Astrid kept her hand in place until Wanda's motions died down, then pulled her hand out of Wanda's body. Wanda grabbed Astrid's hand and pulled it to her own mouth. As sensuously as she could, Wanda licked the cum off Astrid's hand. Her tongue cleaned all around the hand, and Wanda tasted not only her cum juices, but also the dried-on juices from Astrid's own orgasm in the middle of the night. Satisfied it was clean, Wanda released Astrid's hand and sat up. "Good morning, honey," Wanda said. "Yes, isn't it," Astrid replied. "Why did you do that for me?" Wanda asked. "I wanted to show you what I had learned last night, and that seemed the best way to do it. I've seen how much you masturbate on your own bed. And I've heard you calling out 'Anne' on occasion. So I figured you are at least bi-sexual, and wouldn't mind a woman's touch." Wanda smiled. The two had spoken about Astrid's sexual history the night before. Now Wanda realized she should return the favor. As the women showered (separately) and dressed for school, Wanda told most of her sexual history to her roommate. While she mentioned her first, disastrous, attempt at male-female sex, and her subsequent decision to be a lesbian; while she told of her high school romance with Betty grant and her current relationship with Anne Franklin and Amber Anderson; and while she talked about her orgies with Amber's former friend Erich Buchanon; Wanda did not tell about her recent misfortunes. She did not tell Astrid she was a slave to Anne's Mistress, nor did she tell about the porn movie she was tricked into making, nor the millions she got in a settlement after suing the porn company. Wanda didn't tell her about the several months she spent as a stripper. And Wanda totally steered away from the rape she had suffered. She did tell Astrid about the weekend orgy before Wanda went to school, and also told Astrid that she had not been able to reach Anne on the phone since leaving Provo. Still, Astrid was startled to find that a woman only a year older than she was could be that sexually active and happy. Astrid wished she could have that happiness, and told Wanda that. Wanda could only speak in generalities, telling her roomie that there was someone out there for her, and they would meet when the time was right. She told how she met Anne as her high school teacher, but had not thought of Anne as anything more until meeting her again after graduation. The girls headed out for the day's classes, promising to meet up at lunch to sign up with the Delta Beta Nu sorority. Wanda's morning classes flew by, and at lunch she met Astrid in the Central Quad. The sorority tables were busy with people all around them. The girls made their way over to the DBN table and put their names and dorm address on application forms. They then dropped them in the box and headed off to eat. Shortly after returning to her dorm room for the night, the phone rang. Wanda picked it up, and her heart leapt. Anne Franklin was on the other end! "I'm sorry, my pet," Anne said. "Amber and I went to Jamaica for a small vacation before classes started. In the excitement of the going-away party, I guess I forgot to tell you." "It's OK, Mistress," Wanda replied. "I understand. But, please, Mistress, understand my worries as well. Not knowing where you were, or if you were ok, was getting to me. You understand why." Anne understood completely. She had been frantic with worry while Wanda was held captive by her rapist for three days. And now she had done the same to her babydoll as well. But for a Mistress to apologize to a slave was unseemly. So no apology was spoken, other than a mumbled "I understand," back at Wanda. After that, Wanda talked about college life. She told her Mistress about her roommate, but didn't tell her about the sexual teaching she was doing. Anne talked about Jamaica, its blue skies, it's sparking oceans, and making love to Amber on the sand, with water flowing around them. Anne promised to take Wanda there next summer. As soon as the phone call ended, Astrid walked into the dorm. Wanda practically leapt into her arms, hugging and kissing the other teen. "She's OK!" Wanda kept saying. That Astrid's kisses were not the best return kisses Wanda could get didn't seem to faze the teen. She was happy and in love. ********************************************* At the other end of the line, Anne slowly hung up her phone. She wondered why she had not told Wanda the most important news. She snapped her fingers and Amber appeared. The 20-year-old former gymnast was nude, except for the Collar around her neck. She had crawled to Anne's side from the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner. She got to Anne and bowed low, kissing the points of Anne's shoes. "Very good, my little slave," Anne said. "How is my food doing?" "Almost done, Mistress," Amber answered, her eyes never leaving Anne's shoes. "This little one thought you would speak with her sister a bit longer." Anne liked the fact she had told Amber to speak in third person. She smiled, then spoke again. "Little slave, go finish my dinner. Then draw me a bath. While I am bathing, you may eat whatever scraps of food I have chosen to leave you." "This one lives to serve you, Mistress," Amber said before crawling back into the kitchen. As she did so, Anne looked at the pussy lips protruding from Amber's upraised ass. Anne would be filling those lips with her tongue later, Anne thought. Her tongue, then her dildo, and maybe even the butt of her whip. Yes, Anne thought, tonight would be a good night for her and her slave. *************************************************** Astrid was thinking sexy thoughts as well. Upon learning that Wanda was indeed a lesbian, Astrid had yearned to know more. In classes today, she had thought of nothing else but Wanda's naked body. At lunch, it was all she could do to keep from grabbing Wanda and kissing her. When they had signed up at the DBN table, Astrid's hand had brushed Wanda's when the older teen passed her the pen to sign up with. Amazingly, that incidental touch had caused a tingling between Astrid's legs, and made the tall woman have to change panties before her PE class right after lunch to avoid showing a wet spot on her gym shorts. And then the kiss Wanda had planted on her when she entered the dorm room! I'll have to buy pads, or a lot more panties, Astrid thought. I'm soaking wet again. In fact, even here, alone, in their dorm room, Astrid was working on her will power. The object of her affection was at her computer, typing away on an essay for American History. Astrid wished Wanda was doing something else with those fingers, something with her instead of a keyboard. But Astrid was a shy woman. Rubbing Wanda's pussy this morning was easy, because they were in the same bed, and Astrid had woken up with her hand so close to Wanda's pussy, the rubbing seemed natural. Now, however, she didn't know what to do to convey to Wanda her feelings. Homework done, Wanda said she was heading to the Student Union to get some coffee and watch some TV. Despite the fact she had hardly started on her own homework, Astrid dropped her pen and said she would go along. Anything, Astrid thought, to be near Wanda. Wanda led the way to her Mustang. Astrid had left her car back in Casper, and initially was glad when Wanda offered to drive her around, to do chores together, shop together, go to a movie a week together. Initially it was an invitation to be friends. Now, Astrid knew, she wanted to be close to Wanda as much as she could. As the trip cross-campus was a short one, neither girl spoke. While walking from the car to the Student Center, Astrid found a couple reasons to brush her hand over Wanda's. Slight tingles flew through Astrid's body as their hands touched. Wanda looked over at her roommate and smiled. That started Astrid getting wet between her legs again. At the Union, The women sat next to each other drinking coffee. Astrid kept her legs crossed, hoping to hide the wet spot in her jeans. The women laughed through the comedies on the TV, then got up and played some video games together. Anything Wanda suggested was good for Astrid. At 11 pm, Wanda suggested they return to their dorm. When they got there, Wanda shrugged out of her clothes and scampered into the bathroom. Astrid slowly unbuttoned her jeans and reached inside, finding her clit and rubbing it. Astrid's thoughts were on Wanda ... Wanda kissing her deeper than she had; Wanda's soft little post-masturbation kisses from last night raining on her breasts, her belly, and her pussy lips. Wanda jumping into Astrid's arms, as glad to see Astrid as she was to hear from Anne. Fresh juices flowed from the girl, and she came, her orgasm hidden from Wanda's ears by the running shower water. When Wanda emerged from the shower, Astrid was in a towel, waiting for the shower. Wanda's nose smelt the pussy juices in the room, and she knew what Astrid had been doing while she showered. Good, Wanda thought. I was able to teach her how to cum. Then her thoughts turned to Mistress Anne, as Wanda's own hands found her clit and Astrid showered. ************************************************* Anne had Amber bound to the chair in the classroom setting of the house dungeon. The former gymnast was struggling against her bonds, lifting her body off the chair while her hands and feet remained bound. Amber was straining to get more of the dildo Anne was pounding into her body into her body. Amber was close to cumming, and as Anne's mouth dropped to bite Amber's tiny breasts, the girl came, screaming "Mistress! Mistress! Mistress!" as she did so. Then Anne pulled the dildo out and dropped to her knees. The older woman's tongue drove in where the dildo had been, and Amber felt a fresh surge of wanton desire flood her body's senses. The tongue seemed to go deeper and deeper with every lick. Amber barely realized Anne was pulling her labia wider apart to get the tongue that deep, but Amber didn't care. All she knew was that Anne was giving her the kind of love she had not felt from one individual her entire life. Erich had only used her, she realized. Wanda had been more devoted to Anne's needs than Amber's. But now, with Wanda far away, Amber was getting all she needed, and more. Unable to guide her Mistress' mouth to the perfect spot, Amber could only moan loudly as Anne's tongue hit the perfect spot inside Amber. But then Anne moved her tongue, and Amber whimpered. Then the tongue returned to that spot, and Amber tried to express the needed desire without speaking. Then the tongue moved again, and Amber whimpered. But that whimper lasted only a minute. Instead of a tongue, a G-Spot Vibrator was shoved into Amber's pussy. The upturned end seemed to find Amber's perfect spot immediately, and she screamed in delight. Anne lifted her body and laid it atop Amber's. The larger breasts on Anne rubbed Amber's 32A nubs deliciously. Anne's mouth found Amber's, and their tongues clashed as they kissed. Amber stiffened under Anne and came, squirting her orgasm over the floor, the vibrator, and Anne's hand. Then Anne untied Amber and traded places on the chair. Amber dropped quickly on the floor and drove her mouth against the pussy Anne revealed by throwing a leg over the arm of the chair. Now it was Amber's turn. With abandon, the small woman licked and sucked at her Mistress' pussy, wanting the same intensity of orgasm to take Anne that had taken Amber. The session continued on for several hours. After Anne came, they dropped onto the desk, flinging papers aside, to mate in a strong 69. After mutual orgasms, they fell onto the floor where they took turns with the G-spot vib. Amber's hardest orgasm occurred when Anne shoved the curved tool into the slave's asshole. Amber screamed, but then came, and came, and came again. Finally, exhausted, the couple collapsed onto the bed in the dungeon and slept until morning. Then both women had one last orgasm together before Amber showered and dressed Anne and sent the teacher off to school. ************************************************** Back in the dorm, the week passed with nothing more intimate than inadvertent touches between Astrid and Wanda. They were both too busy with schoolwork to talk about sex, although Astrid desperately wanted to talk to Wanda about the subject, and possibly get another lesson from the girl. Finally Friday rolled around. With the entire weekend to do any homework, both girls decided to unwind with a movie. It was becoming a tradition for the girls to go to the movies on Friday. This time it was Astrid's turn to choose the movie they would go to. Astrid had been studying the movies in town, and picked an appropriate film. The movie was "Better Than Chocolate", and it was a comedy about two women who fell in love despite pressures and pratfalls from parents and siblings. Wanda had seen many lesbian porn movies, but had never seen one in a regular theater. Seeing a lesbian life unfold without hardcore sex every 10 minutes intrigued Wanda, but knowing that Astrid had picked the movie intrigued wanda even more. As the film built to its comedic climax and the women onscreen decided to live together, Wanda reached over and took Astrid's hand. The 18-year-old squeezed Wanda's hand, then continued to hold it as the two made their way out of the theater. Wanda drove slowly home, the wheels in her mind spinning at a high rate. Her promise to herself to be faithful was foremost in her mind, but the obvious desires of this raw, sexually-starved woman beside her too much for her to take. When they got home, Wanda had made her mind up. The two walked a discrete distance apart in the dorm's hallway but as they got behind their closed room door, Wanda reached out her hand for Astrid's. The tall teen took Wanda's hand in hers., "Are you sure?" Wanda said. "No," Astrid replied. "I don't know. Let's go slow." Astrid bent down and put her lips to Wanda's. Wanda's more experienced lips applied just the right amount of pressure to build the kiss to its peak quickly. Arms wrapped around bodies as the kiss grew in its intensity. Bodies moved closer together, which Wanda found a bit awkward. Astrid's 6-4 frame rose well above Wanda's 5-6, placing Astrid's breasts closer to Wanda's shoulders than anywhere else. Still, Astrid was holding on to their kiss, not backing up or away, not lessening in the kiss's intensity, but matching Wanda pressure for pressure. Reluctantly the two women broke apart. They smiled at each other before Astrid said "I want you." She then lifted her dress over her head and pulled off the tight bra, freeing her 38c breasts. Wanda stepped in and took a nipple in her mouth. She started to suck, and Astrid melted. Almost immediately she dropped to the floor. Wanda let the girl fall, knowing she would be beside her in a minute. Her dress was halfway off when someone rapped on their door. "Wait right there," Wanda said. "I'll get rid of whomever it is." She opened the door a little, and had it shoved out of her hand. The door flew wide, and six women barged into the room. Astrid pulled a blanket off her bed to hide her nakedness, but not before the women saw her nude state. "Get dressed, Initiate Martin. You and Initiate Catron will come with us." one of the women said. Wanda now saw that they all wore DBN sweatshirts. Astrid threw a dress over her body, skipping the underwear when one of the women said "you won't need those." Then both girls were hustled out of their room, down the hall and out onto the campus. The two girls ran together, holding each other's hands for security, and so Astrid, the natural athlete, could help Wanda keep pace. They saw other people being rousted from their dorms and led in different directions. Soon Wanda and Astrid were in the company of 16 other initiates, being led by about 30 DBN sisters to the campus house they all lived in. There they were told to strip, kneel, keep quiet, and listen for directions. Wanda and Astrid readily agreed, along with most of the other women. One woman, however, refused to follow the order. She was led outside and was not seen in the house again. The 17 remaining women waited, nude, kneeling and silent. For Wanda, it was like being a slave for Mistress Anne, so she wasn't bothered. Astrid was following Wanda's example, trying to impress her roommate. Most of the other women were also silent, but a couple in the back started whispering. Suddenly a "SPLASH" sounded. "Turn around," a voice commanded. The women turned, to see the two who were talking soaked with water. "Do not talk, or the same fate will befall you. Now turn again." The women turned. The two wet ones were now shivering with cold, but they remained silent. A woman entered the room. Her head was covered by a nylon pantyhose, obscuring her features. She wore a DBN Sweatshirt and a short skirt and flat sneakers. Behind her were two other women. They were similarly attired. "You 17 have been chosen as initiates to Delta Beta Nu. One has already been eliminated. Seven more must go, for each year the sorority only takes 10 women into the house. To choose the 10, you will each be given several tasks. You will work with your sister initiates, in teams, to complete the tasks. The team that fails its task will lose one member, unless someone quits during the tasks. Wanda's Story Ch. 14 "The seven tasks will teach you about sorority life, your potential sisters, and Delta Beta Nu. When the final 10 are chosen, they must still pass a final test devised by our graduated sisters, and be approved by them for membership. "Here is the first task. You will split into two teams, choosing whomever you wish as teammates. Your teams will then march across campus to the Student Union, where one team will shout the DBN motto, and the other will sing the DBN song. There are judges along the way and judges at the Union. When you return, you will be told which team won. "Oh yes, one other thing. You may choose one article of clothing from the pile on the floor. But you may not choose your own clothes, it must me someone else's. "You have 30 minutes. Begin!" Wanda and Astrid paired together immediately, then began to grab teammates. Wanda, who had learned to be organized while being Anne's slave, was chosen as leader. Their eventual team consisted of two African-American women, one Hispanic-American, four Caucasians (including Astrid) and Wanda, a Puerto Rican-American. The girls then grabbed for clothes before their march. Wanda ended up wearing Astrid's dress. It trailed on the ground until Wanda tied the shoulders into knots and lifted the hemline to her knees. Astrid, the tallest woman, chose a nightgown that barely covered her breasts and pussy. The others were also oddly attired. To show team unity, the girls locked arms and strode across campus as a group, giggling and laughing to hide any embarrassment. At the Union, the girls proudly shouted out the DBN motto, "We're True, We're Blue, We're Delta Beta Nu!" They paraded through the Union, chanting the motto. Then, as a group, they marched back to the DBN sorority house. When they got their, they were told to get dressed in their own clothes. Wanda handed her dress to Astrid, but had to wait for the other team to return before getting her own dress back. Until then, she stood in her underwear getting acquainted with the Initiates on her team. Laticia was about 5-8, 18, and from Boise. She was one of the two African-Americans, and was undecided about her major. Janelle, also 18, was the other African-American. She was a little taller than Laticia at 5-9 or 5-10, but that might have been an illusion because of the large Afro on her head. Victoria was the Hispanic girl, the oldest in the group at 21. The other three white women were Angela, a statuesque redhead who was 18, 6-1 and used to being the tallest woman in the room (she had trouble looking up at Astrid), Melody (the shortest at 5-3, her hair was currently as blue as the Bronco Stadium turf and 19), and Kim, a 20-year-old, 5-8 blonde with a near-perfect body. Together the eight women called themselves the DBN Wanna-Bes. After the other team got back, the results were announced. Because they had marched as a group, and had even given themselves names, the Wanna-Bes were declared the winners. At that pronouncement, the eight women jumped in the air and hugged. Astrid grabbed Wanda and squeezed her a little tighter than the other women, showing Wanda a hint of what to expect later. The winning team was released to go home. Wanda and Astrid returned to their dorm long after midnight. They stripped together, then fell onto Astrid's bed. They kissed deeply, but before much else could happen, Astrid had fallen asleep. Wanda smiled, looking at the girl, then slept too. ********************************************** When Wanda awoke the next morning, she smiled at her sleeping roommate, then gently kissed her. Astrid wrapped her arms around Wanda, returning the kiss. Astrid's hands pulled Wanda closer, and the shorter teen ground herself against Astrid, teasing the tall girl. Astrid moaned, as she felt Wanda's pussy against her skin. She also felt the wetness Wanda had already started issuing from her pussy. Astrid's hand lowered between her and Wanda. The fingers found Wanda's pussy and rubbed. Wanda reached a hand down Astrid's body as well, and teased her clit. Both women moaned happily, ready to go further. Suddenly, a loud pounding started on the door. Irritated, Wanda wanted to ignore the pounding and continue her play with Astrid. Astrid felt the same way. But the pounding continued. There was no way to ignore it, so Wanda grumpily crawled out of bed, tossed on a robe and answered the door. A woman with a stocking on her head and a DBN Sweatshirt stood outside. She opened a scroll and read, "Candidates Martin and Catron have 20 minutes to report to the kitchen area at the DBN Sorority House. Failure to arrive in the allotted time means the candidate is dropped from the program." Then she turned and walked away. Astrid was already out of bed. Together the girls hopped into the shower and scrubbed each other quickly. At another time, Wanda thought, they would make love right here. But not now, dammit, not now. 20 minutes later, Wanda and Astrid, as directed, were in the DBN kitchen area with all their teammates and the eight remaining members of the other team. Three women entered the kitchen, all with identical DBN sweatshirts, blue jeans and stockings over their faces. One woman stepped ahead of the other two and read from a scroll. "Candidates, this afternoon is the first home football game of the season. 20,000 fans will fill Bronco Stadium. Your job is to have a bake sale outside the stadium. The DBN Wanna-Bes, having won last night's challenge, will work in this kitchen and sell to fans entering the home side. The Excellent Women for This Sorority, or TEWTS (the name the other team had chosen) will go across the street to the campus cafeteria. At both places are enough materials to do the job. It is now about 10:30. The game starts at 5 pm, and the bake sale will kick off at 2:30 pm. The team with the most cash will win. All proceeds from your sales will go to the DBN Treasury. Good luck, and Go Broncos!" The three sorority sisters left the room, followed by the TEWTS. The Wanna-Bes gathered and assessed their cooking skills. Wanda, having served as a slave for a year, was the best cook in the group. She started writing recipes down. Kim, having taken four years of Home Ec in High School and also worked in a bakery, was chosen as the other main cook. Janelle and Angela assisted as Wanda directed, measuring, sifting, mixing, timing and frosting the cakes, cupcakes, and cookies. Kim was in charge of pies and flavored breads, with Victoria and Laticia helping her. Astrid and Melody covered the creations until they could take them to the sale, and scrounged up and decorated a table to put the food on. At 2 pm the girls loaded their food into Wanda's Mustang and Angela's Firebird. Melody drove a small truck, loaded with the tables and the other girls. But before they reached the stadium, Angela got an idea. The girls rearranged the food into the back of the truck and started driving up and down the parking lot, selling confections to the tailgating students and alumni. A lot of their food was sold even before they arrived at the entrance gate. Realizing they were low on food, Kim, Victoria and Melody headed back to the DBN kitchen to bake some more. The other five started hawking their food. It quickly sold out, leaving the others with money, but no way to earn more. Angela got the idea that saved the Wanna-Bes. Turning the Bake Sale sign around, she wrote "Kisses For Luck. $5." Then she held up her sign, and started getting students to kiss her. The others, except Wanda, joined in, and soon the girls were awash with men wanting kisses from the beautiful women. Wanda acted as moneychanger, taking the bills and directing traffic. When Kim, Victoria and Melody returned with more food, the booth became bake sale and kisses. Wanda retained her role as moneychanger, letting the others have their fun. About 15 minutes before game time, one large man came up. "I've noticed the girl taking money isn't kissing anyone. I want to pay $5 for her kiss." Wanda looked around, then said "Sorry, I don't kiss guys. sorry." But the man wasn't deterred. "$10 then. $20. $25." At each increase in the price, Wanda shook her head, and the audience shushed, watching the action. "$30. $50!" Still Wanda held out. Finally the man got the idea, but his next offer was even more outrageous. "OK, you won't kiss me, even for $50. Then tell you what. I'll pay $100 of you kiss all the other girls helping you." The crowd gasped. Wanda smiled, then said, "Counter offer. Pay $10 per kiss, me and any of my friends. If I do kiss all seven, then pay $100. This way anyone that doesn't want to kiss me won't have to." "Hellfire," the man said, "I'll pay $200 if you kiss all seven, and buy all the rest of your food, too. But I better see a good show!" Wanda smiled, and turned to her teammates. "Anyone that doesn't want to, can bow out. Don't be pressured." Melody walked up to Wanda, pulled her head down a little and kissed her. Wanda grabbed the smallest team member and held her close. Their tongues fired into each other's mouths, but in an exaggerated manner so the man could see. When they broke the kiss, Melody proudly said "One down!" Wanda looked at her team. She knew Astrid would kiss her, and wasn't surprised when Astrid stepped up and kissed her roommate lovingly. This public show of Astrid's affection for Wanda surprised even Wanda, who almost melted from the hot kiss Astrid gave her. When they broke, Astrid said "More of that later," in a voice only Wanda could hear. Janelle kissed Wanda tentatively, and Laticia kissed forcefully. Kim blushed, but kissed Wanda deeply, then blushed deeper when Wanda said "Thank you" to her. Victoria stepped up next, and smothered Wanda's lips with her own, driving her tongue quickly and deeply into Wanda's tongue. When they broke, Victoria proudly said "Latinas are so hot-blooded!" The crowd laughed. Angela had stood back a little as her teammates kissed Wanda. Wanda looked at her now, and then walked up to her. "We have $60 now. That's more than enough. But if you kiss me, it will be $200, plus all the food," Wanda whispered. The tall redhead whispered back "I've never kissed a girl. I don't know how." Wanda smiled. "Then let me be the guy, and you be you, responding. you have kissed guys, haven't you?" "Yes," Angela said. "I won't become a lesbian for doing this, will I?" Wanda laughed. "No, you won't. But we lesbians aren't all that bad as a group, are we?" Angela blushed as bright red as her hair when she realized Wanda was a lesbian. But to avoid showing her embarrassment, she pulled Wanda to her and initiated the kiss. Wanda followed, staggered by the passion Angela was pouring out. Whether that passion was a bluff to hid her embarrassment, Wanda didn't know. Right now she didn't care. As Angela broke the kiss, her hand slid down Wanda's body and squeezed her butt cheek. Wanda squeaked, and the crowd laughed. Then the team gathered around the man. Wanda said "That's $200 for the kisses, and another ..." she looked at the table and mentally added the remaining pastries and the three cakes left. "$65 for the food. $265 total." The man reached into his wallet, pulling out three hundred-dollar bills. Handing them to Wanda, he said "Keep the change. It was well worth it." The girls all squealed in delight. They thanked the man, then looked on in awe as Angels, who was last, grabbed the man, hugged him tight and said "Thank you, Daddy. I love you." Angela's father smiled, then said "I love you, kitten. See you when you can get in the stadium. Here's your ticket." After he left, the team surrounded Angels. "Your father?" Wanda said. "Yes," she responded. "That's why I was so embarrassed. But I realized he must have wanted to see me kissing you, so I did." The girls packed their table up and went to their cars. Counting the money, they found they had $798.50. They rushed to the sorority house and turned in the money, then waited. Finally one girl, dressed as usual in DBN shirt, jeans and stocking on her head, announced the results. "TEWTS brought in $654.80 Wanna-Bes earned $798.50. TEWTS, meet the committee in the conference room. Wanna-Bes, go enjoy the game." The winning girls scrambled out of the room, congratulating each other for a job well done. Then they all headed to the football game. All, that is, except Wanda and Astrid. The roommates broke from the team and went back to their dorm. Alone at last, Wanda and Astrid kissed. Once again, clothes littered the floor, and nude, the women fell onto Astrid's bed. This time Wanda wasted no time. She scooted down and drove her tongue right into Astrid's pussy. The tall woman moaned immediately. Never before had anyone licked her pussy, and now her roomie was ... licking and sucking, sending through Astrid's body familiar shudders. Familiar in that Astrid had felt them when she had masturbated with Wanda, then when Wanda had played with her pussy. But now, that tongue .. . oh that tongue ... "Oh, yes, that tongue," Astrid cried out. "Lick me there. There. THERE!!" Astrid was on the verge of cumming ... cumming .. . when the phone rang. Astrid didn't want to answer it, and so she let the machine pick it up. An older voice came on the machine. "Wanda, my pet, it's Anne. Call me back. I've tried calling three times today." Wanda's head lifted from between Astrid's legs. She jumped off the bed and picked up the phone. Astrid, so close to cumming, couldn't hold off. She put her fingers into her pussy and rubbed hard. As Wanda talked (rather, it seemed, listened) on the phone, Astrid came, moaning loudly. Wanda had to explain that the moan was her roommate, who was masturbating. Wanda didn't tell Anne that, a minute before, she had been licking Astrid to near-climax. When Wanda finally got off the phone, Astrid was in the bathroom. When she emerged, she was dressed. Without a word to Wanda, Astrid strode out the door. Wanda sank onto her bed and cried. Wanda's Story Ch. 15 Wanda Catron was in tears. She had been crying for almost a week now, ever since her roommate, Astrid Martin, had walked out while Wanda talked to her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Minutes before talking to Anne, Wanda had been licking Astrid's pussy. When Wanda left that warm wet spot to talk to Anne, Astrid had dressed and left the room. Since that time, almost a week past, Astrid and Wanda had rarely spoken. Astrid, when she came back to the Boise State dorm room the girls shared, rarely spoke, and only in a business-like manner. That same attitude was being displayed as the girls went through the initiation tests to get into the Delta Beta Nu sorority. Tonight was the final cutdown night, and yet Wanda was in her dorm room, crying into her pillow. The day after Astrid's stormy exit from the room, the roommates met at the DBN sorority house. Like every session thus far, the sisters wore DBN shirts, jeans and a stocking over their heads, hiding their features. Wanda and Astrid stood at either end of the line of initiates they were affiliated with, called the DBN Wanna-Bes. There were eight members of the Wanna-Bes, same as on Friday night. The other group, called the TEWTS, were down by two, to seven members. Only 10 girls would be allowed into the sorority, and today was the third cut-down. The leader of the group with stockings over their head read from a parchment. "Today's task was a car wash. As you remember, each group was given two hours to raise as much money as they could. The TEWTS raised $252.13. The Wanna-Bes raised $177.80. TEWTS, you may go. Wanna-Bes, follow me to the conference room." The Wanna-Bes had done their best, but unlike the previous day, when they had used sex to draw customers and their money, today they had relied only on their bikini-clad bodies. It had not been enough, and one member was going to be dismissed from the team. Each member of the Wanna-Bes sat at the conference table. In addition to Wanda and Astrid, the members were Kim, Melody, Laticia, Janelle, Victoria and Angela. In walked three sisters. Each one had added a powdered wig over her stocking, making her look like an 18th-Century judge. The one sitting in the middle started speaking. "Who led this car wash?" "I did," Laticia said. "Why did you lose, Initiate Jones?" "We did our best, Ma'am," Laticia Jones continued. "But I think we hoped to win this contest on skill, and not resort to selling ourselves." The judge on the left spoke. Her voice was of a higher pitch than the first speaker, and she had a southern accent. "But y'all didn't win. So what does that tell y'all, Initiate Jones?" Laticia hung her head. "Sex sells," she replied. Astrid spoke up then. "I think the only reason we even resorted to sex in the first place was because of Wanda's suggestions. Otherwise we would have played straight." Southern girl spoke again. "But, Initiate Mahtin, y'all won the fust two cawntests. So does that make Initiate Cay-trawn's ah-deas mo' valuable, or less, because she came up with the ah-dea?" "More valuable, I guess," Astrid said. Wanda sat, stunned. Was Astrid so mad at her that she would speak poorly about her? Here, where either one of them could be dismissed from the initiation? The girl on the right spoke now. "I think that, if anything, Initiate Catron has nothing to fear this time. It was through her leadership, her intuition, and her negotiating, that you pulled together and won the first contest, and also outearned the others in the bake-off." The girl in the center spoke. "I agree. Initiate Catron, you will not lose your place this time. So, with that immunity, who do you think deserves to be released from the initiation process?" Wanda thought a minute, then said "None of them." "Why do you say that, Initiate Catron?" "They have worked hard ... no, we ALL have worked hard, becoming a team and growing as sisters. I value all of my teammates, and I don't want to lose any of them." "Not even Initiate Martin, who spoke ill against you?" "Especially not Astrid," Wanda said, looking down the table. "She is my roommate, and she is my friend, and I value her more than any of the others here." The discussion faded back to the last task, and Wanda, certain now she would not be eliminated, looked down at Astrid. The tall girl looked straight ahead, not even sneaking a glance at Wanda. Eventually the judges asked Laticia, Veronica and Kim to stay behind. The others went back to their dorm rooms. As they walked back together, Wanda hoped her kind words would open Astrid up, but she remained silent. When they got to the room, Astrid picked up her book bag, announced "I'm going to the library" and left. Wanda cried a little, then fell asleep on her bed. She was awakened by hands shaking her. She opened her eyes to see the DBN girls shaking her awake. "Initiate Catron, come to the sorority immediately. You have five minutes to get there, or you will have missed the call to attend and will be dropped from the initiation." Wanda woke quickly. Astrid had not woken her up when she the call from DBN had first come. Grabbing her keys, she raced out of the dorm ahead of the sisters. She jumped in her Mustang and sped across campus, arriving with only seconds to spare. The others were already gathered, and the DBN leader said "Nice of you to join us, Initiate Catron." Wanda looked down the row. Victoria was not there, meaning she had been cut. "Tonight's activity is a test of your capacity to draw crowds and keep them interested in what you're doing. As a team, you will go to the Student Union. You will have five minutes to draw as many students to you as you can. Then you must keep them from leaving for three minutes. The winning team will be the one that has the most audience members left after three minutes. TEWTS, since you won the last contest, you may choose to go first or last." The TEWTS went first, giving the Wanna-Bes time to plan. Again Wanda took to the lead, explaining her plan to the giggling girls. When the TEWTS returned, the Wanna-Bes went to the Student Union. The team started calling out "Free Strip Show! Free Strip Show! Come see the girls go wild here at Boise State!" The crowd, mostly men, gathered fast. After five minutes, the music started and Wanda, Kim and Laticia strutted to the middle of the room. Following a script quickly planned by Wanda, they started shedding clothes. Wanda would take off her shoes, then Kim, the Laticia. Then their shirts went down, one at a time. Slowly each woman removed her skirt or jeans, as the other two danced around them. When all three were in their underwear, the crowd, which had actually grown, started hooting for more. Melody signaled that 20 seconds were still left. Kim and Laticia closed in, per arrangement, to Wanda. The former stripper removed her bra and held it aloft, showing the crowd. The men gasped, but Kim and Laticia's bodies blocked any of them from seeing. Then Melody yelled "Time!" Wanda pulled her bra back on, and all the girls ran from the Union. The other three team members had been assigned the job of catching the stripped clothes, and as they ran back to the DBN House, the girls redressed. Again, the Wanna-Bes had won, and with three contests left, the Wanna-Bes had seven of their original eight members, while the TEWTS were down to six of their starting nine. Two more contests were interspersed during the week, with Melody being eliminated from the Wanna-Bes, and one more TEWT eliminated. On Friday evening, the 11 remaining Initiates gathered at the DBN Sorority House. The stockinged leader read the last proclamation. "Tonight is the final test. We have many parties at the DBN House, but we have no virgins living with us. Tonight you will prove you are not virgins. A DBN party will start in 20 minutes. At the party, you will choose one of the male guests. Bring him upstairs to the third room on the right. There you will seduce him and let him make love to you. Those that do not complete this assignment will be eliminated. Those that do will be in. We always have one girl choose not to compete, so we get our elimination that way." Wanda was shocked. She broke all the Initiate rules and spoke up. "No!" she declared. "I think this last test is wrong, and I won't compete! I have made a choice not to let a man ever touch my body, and you can't make me!" "Initiate Catron, this is your choice. Comply or quit." Wanda headed for the door. Before leaving, she turned and made one final comment. "I was raped by a vicious, sadistic man, who thought he could get free sex from me. If you go through with this, it is the same as getting raped, because you are not giving your body willingly! This is wrong!" She walked out the door, slamming it behind her. Then she ran to her dorm room, collapsed on the bed, and started crying, harder than she had in a long time. The scenes of her rape flew through her mind, and her crying increased. She was lost in her tears and her memories. She had no concept of anything except all the hurt she was feeling. Suddenly she was being lifted to a sitting position and held tightly. Through tear-filled eyes she made out her roommate, Astrid, sitting on her bed and holding her. The taller teenager was wiping the tears from Wanda's eyes with a tissue, and softly kissing Wanda's cheeks. "You should go back to the DBN party," Wanda said through her sobs. "No. I can't," Astrid replied. "Their choice of a final test is flat-out wrong. I didn't know about your trauma. And knowing about it, and knowing how much you must be hurting right now, I couldn't go through with the final test. I'd rather be with you." Wanda looked up at her roomie. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Astrid replied. "I was hurt when you jumped to talk to Anne, but I made an ass of myself the last week. And not talking to you, not sharing my life with you, was the toughest thing I've ever done. I want you, Wanda. I need you." Wanda smiled, then gently kissed Astrid. Surprisingly, Astrid pulled back. "What's wrong, honey?" Wanda asked. "I thought you wanted me." "I do, baby. But not now. You see, there were others who felt like I did, and they're waiting in the hall." Astrid strode to the door and flung it open. In walked Kim, Laticia, Janelle and Angela, the entire Wanna-bes, along with three of the girls from the TEWTS team. Only two members of the TEWTS had remained behind. One by one, the girls went to Wanda and hugged her. Angela gently kissed her cheeks, bringing a smile to Wanda's face. The three members of TEWTS were Lesley, Karen and Robyn. They also hugged Wanda. Then the story of what happened after Wanda had left came out. After Wanda left, the head DBN had sarcastically said "Good riddance to the lesbian. Now, girls, although we are down to the final 10, you still need to complete the task." Astrid then spoke up. "I agree with Wanda," she said. "I don't feel we should give our bodies to just anyone. To go to bed with someone is, in my mind, a commitment to that partner. I will not have a one-night stand. And I don't think I like that you want to watch me having sex, whether it be a one-night stand or a long-term commitment. I'm out as well." Astrid started for the door. Then Angela said "I agree" and followed. Right behind them were Kim, Laticia and Robyn. The DBN head said "Anyone else agree with these turncoats?" "They are not turncoats," Lesley said. She started out, with Karen right behind her. The DBN sisters were in urgent whispers. what they were saying to each other was unheard by Janelle, who was the in the room with the two other TEWTS, Casey and Saffire. Then the head DBN said, "You're the cream of the crop. Now you'll all be able to fuck the good-looking guys, instead of having to pick leftovers." Janelle had heard enough. She raced for the door, and hurried to the others, who were gathering in the parking lot. They all decided to go to Astrid and Wanda's room, in the hope that Wanda was there. she was, and now they were all together. After telling the story, the nine girls decided to head off for a fun night on their own. They chose the local disco, because the underage girls could still get in. They stayed clustered as a group, getting to know each other better before splitting apart. They had bonded in a strong way by defying the DBN, and didn't want to break the bond. Astrid and Wanda tried to get some alone time to talk together, but it seemed that Angela was always around. finally Wanda grabbed Astrid's arm and headed for the bathrooms. angela tagged along, and when Wanda held the door open, Angela slipped into the bathroom first. That was what Wanda had hoped for. She closed the door, then pulled Astrid out the back exit before angela could figure out where they had gone. finally alone, Wanda pulled her roomie close and kissed her. It was a powerful kiss, full of longing, and desire, and a hint of need. When they broke, Astrid was out of breath. "Whew," said the tall teen. "I have never been kissed like that before." "Astrid, honey," Wanda said, "I'm so sorry I hurt you. I promise you, from now on, when we're together, the phone will be off, the answering machine turned down, and our special time alone will be uninterrupted." "That's all I wanted to hear, Wanda," Astrid replied. "I've missed talking to you." Quickly the girls kissed again. Then they kissed again, much slower, each woman putting her passion into her lips. Wanda looked around. the alley was deserted. She slid her hand under Astrid's skirt and up her thigh. Slender fingers rubbed the tall woman's panties, right at the wet spot. That spot grew wetter very fast. Experienced fingers pulled the panties aside, and Wanda thrust her fingers inside astrid's pussy lips. The tall girl grunted in lust, and squeezed the fingers. Wanda pumped them in and out of the girl, feeling them get wetter and wetter with each thrust. Her thumb found Astrid's clit, and the 18-year-old's lust increased, as did the urgency of her moans. Just before she felt Astrid would cum, Wanda dropped to her knees and put her head under Astrid's skirt. The fingers left Astrid's pussy, and Wanda's tongue replaced them. Astrid no longer cared that someone might see them in the alley behind the disco. In fact, in her heart of hearts, Astrid hoped someone would see them, so she could show that watcher her feelings for Wanda. Astrid imagined someone at the end of the alley, watching the girls. She moaned and grunted. Her mouth moved, but no words came out, only non-verbal responses. The tongue in her pussy flicked happily at the inner lips, and Astrid could hold off no more. With a mighty squeal, she came, flooding Wanda's face with cum juices. Wanda kept licking, right through the flood on her face. When Astrid's body stopped shaking, Wanda stood up and smiled. She kissed her roommate, smearing cum over both their faces. "We should have done this sooner," Wanda teased. No phones or knocks on doors here in an alley, that's for sure." Astrid giggled and kissed Wanda again. "I want to try that with you, Wanda," she said. "But I'm too shy to do it in public. I want you to guide me. So let's get back to our friends, make apologies, and leave." They re-entered the disco. Returning to their table, they joined a group of girls who were very happy. Astrid and Wanda were happy, too, but for different reasons. As they made their apologies and started to leave, Angela pulled Wanda aside. She looked at the girl and said "Your face is a bit wet. The light hits the wetness still on cheeks. I'd like to get my face wet the way you got yours wet. And I will, too." Angela then gave Wanda a knowing wink and let the two girls go. A quick trip in Wanda's Mustang later, they were again on Astrid's bed, both nude, both desirous for the other. Wanda's nipples were straight out, and the 19-year-old part-Puerto Rican was guiding Astrid's head between her legs. "Gently, honey, gently," wanda said. "We have all night tonight. Kiss my thighs ... oh, just like that. Yes, honey, yes. "Now move higher. Place soft kisses on my labia. Oh, GOD!! that was great. Do it again .. . and again .. . oh, honey, oh honey." It was Astrid's first time between a woman's legs, but she was handling this virgin experience like a pro. She knew what she liked done to her, from the mutual masturbation sessions she and Wanda had done. She knew what Wanda's pussy juices tasted like, from times when they had fingered each other. Now, this experience, was just adding on to their previous play times. Astrid licked up and down on Wanda's pussy lips. The fact that her lover was moaning was the signal that Astrid was doing it right. When Wanda urged her "Spread me open," Astrid used her fingers to pull Wanda's outer labia apart. For the first time in person, and not on film, Astrid saw a woman's inner labia. The stretching of the outer lips also exposed Wanda's clit to full view, and it stood proudly at the top of the pussy. Now Astrid's tongue drove even deeper, and Wanda moaned even louder. Astrid moved her tongue up and down, from lower inner labia to the button-like clit, as Wanda moaned and shook in anticipation. Another lick, then a sharp drive of the tongue as deep as Astrid could lick, and Wanda's groans and moans shifted in intensity. Early cum juices oozed from deep inside wanda's pussy, and flowed over Astrid's tongue. The taste of those juices spurred Astrid to lick harder and deeper, which in turn caused Wanda to secrete more juices and moan harder, which urged Astrid to faster working between Wanda's legs. the cycle continued for several minutes, until Wanda screamed in joy and flooded Astrid's face with her orgasmic cum. Astrid sucked and licked, pulling as much of the juices from her roommate as she could. Slowly Wanda's gasping eased, and both women made eye contact. Each one had a large grin on her face. Round One had ended. But the night was early, and there was more sexual teaching to be done. After a short break for kissing each other, Wanda instructed Astrid to lie on her back. When she did, Wanda slipped her legs over Astrid's head and fed the taller woman her pussy. Then she pulled Astrid on to her side so Wanda could reach Astrid's pussy as well. A regular 69 position would not work with Astrid being 10 inches taller than Wanda's 5-6. Side by side, with Astrid bending back a bit, both women could lick the other's pussy simultaneously. Astrid found that this was a wonderful position. She was now licking from top to bottom, instead of bottom to top. Her chin, with a little maneuver, was placed on top of Wanda's clit, and with each movement of Astrid's lower jaw, Wanda's clit was stimulated a bit more. At the same time, Wanda had her face in a similar position. Both women licked and licked at each other, loving the feeling of licking and being licked. Astrid came first. She tried to roar out as she came, but Wanda put her hand on Astrid's head, and instead of screaming into the air, Astrid screamed into Wanda's pussy. She flooded Wanda's face, and the combination of scream and flood sent Wanda over the edge as well, making her cum. Astrid lifted her head up for breath, but wanda continued licking away, and very soon Astrid felt another first, as her body responded automatically and gave the tall 18-year-old her first multi-orgasmic experience. Her second orgasm was as strong as the first, and Astrid was amazed that she could cum again like that. Her limited masturbation sessions had always ended after Astrid had cum (or thought she came), so this was unique. Astrid rolled her head around and cried out in joy as she resumed flooding Wanda's face. But Wanda wasn't done yet. She slid two fingers into Astrid's pussy, to complement her tongue. The fingers got wet in a hurry as Astrid was building for a third orgasm. When Wanda bent her fingers slightly, she found Astrid's G-Spot. The tender button inside her vagina was pushed, and Astrid immediately came a third time. Wanda's Story Ch. 15 Now the athletic girl was fighting for breath, and still Wanda wasn't done. Her mouth remained in position, licking and sucking and drinking Astrid's pussy juices. Her fingers slid out of the pussy, totally soaked. Wanda used the wetness to tease Astrid's ass opening. The tall girl wanted to stop her lover/roommate, but was enjoying herself too much. Instead she put her faith in Wanda. That faith was rewarded when Wanda slid her middle finger into Astrid's ass hole. The girl screamed and came, her hardest orgasm yet. Then, right at the end of the orgasm, Wanda slid the second finger into Astrid's ass. She slowly pulled the anal opening apart, and Astrid came yet again, as she felt the stretching and enjoyed it fully. Wanda reached off the bed with her free hand and found a small butt plug. As she released Astrid's ass, she shoved the plug into it. Astrid moaned in joy, feeling the constant filling pressure in her ass as Wanda finally collapsed at the tall woman's thighs. They took a bit and collected their breath. Astrid, having joyously endured five orgasms in the last 45 minutes, dozed off. Feeling her new love fall asleep, Wanda went and opened a package she had bought the week before, long before all the troubles had started. When Astrid awoke, she felt completely full, but didn't understand why immediately. Her roomie was at her eye level, lightly kissing her lips. Yet Astrid felt that full sensation, and liked what she felt. She remembered the butt plug, but realized she was fuller than that. The second fullness was centered in her pussy. She heard a small click, and the fullness in her pussy became a thing alive. It was buzzing her inner labia, vibrating all around her inner pussy. She squirmed, she moaned, she squeaked, and she came. Wanda reached down and pulled the buzzing fullness from her pussy. Astrid saw a large purple dildo emerge from her body. It was shaped like a cock, but was bigger than any cock she had ever seen. And the buzzing!! what joy that was when it started. Wanda stopped the buzzing, then deep-throated the purple cock. When she was satisfied it was clean, she shoved it back into Astrid's pussy. This time the buzzing started immediately, and Astrid responded happily, humping her hips and trying to get even more of that purple monster into her body. She shuddered and came, happily moaning in rhythm with the buzzing. Astrid reached down and pulled the cock from her body. She rolled Wanda over and gave her roomie what she had been given. But when Astrid pushed the vib inside wanda, she accidentally turned it up to "High." The vibrator jumped inside Wanda, and the older teen screamed in happiness. She came immediately, then rode the rapidly vibrating cock through a second orgasm. When she was sated, Wanda reached down and pulled the dildo from her body. Then Wanda scooted closer to Astrid, until their legs wrapped around each other. Closer still Wanda scooted, and Astrid realized what she was planning to do. Their pussies touched, and Wanda started grinding her body against Astrid's, driving both of them wild despite the fact that only their labia were touching. Each girl somehow found the strength to sit up, and they wrapped their arms around each other as they ground pussies together. Wanda was so close she knew she couldn't hold on any longer. She kissed Astrid hard, then bit into her shoulder. The younger teen screamed, but through the pain came Astrid's release. Both women came together, pussies pushed together in joy and love. Finally, completely spent, they fell on the bed. Arm in arm, legs twisted around each other, the girls slept, forgetting everything but their own growing feelings for each other. When they finally woke on Saturday morning, Wanda brought out her final purchases. The first was a double-headed dildo. She shoved it into Astrid's body, then into her own. Both women rode their respective vinyl cockheads to two orgasms each. Then, removing that toy, Wanda slipped into a Bumble Bee strap-on vibrator. This little toy went around Wanda's waist and thighs, with the battery pack on her upper hip. She turned Astrid onto her hands and knees, then slid behind her and fucked her doggy-style with the vibrator. She started its motion and Astrid screamed in pleasure. The vibrating toy also aroused Wanda, as it rubbed against her clit. Astrid came twice, and Wanda felt a deep need to cum. She had held back, because she wanted Wanda to make her cum. Wanda placed the Bumble Bee on her roommate. Astrid rolled Wanda onto her back and took her in Missionary Position. The vibrator went in and out of Wanda's pussy. The 19-year-old held on to Astrid and rode for dear sweet life. When she came, she raked her nails on Astrid's back. The 18-year-old didn't care. Without the control that Wanda had been taught, Astrid was cumming, too, as the vibrations on her clit sent Astrid over the top. Both women came at the same time, then collapsed on the bed, hugging and kissing each other. Astrid was the first to put into words what they were both feeling. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Wanda," she said. "Not only that, I think I like the idea of being in love with you. If that makes me a lesbian, I don't care. I only care for you." Wanda stroked the tall girl's blonde hair lovingly. "I know, honey," she replied. "I love you, too. I realized I was in love when I was so hurt when we were fighting. I love you, Astrid." "I love you, Wanda." The girls cuddled even closer and kissed softly, tenderly. The kisses were the post-coital kisses of two people who knew they would be in this position many many times. They remained that way until there was a knock on the door. Astrid put on a robe and answered it, forgetting she was wearing the vibrator. It was sticking out of the robe as the door opened, and three members of DBN were at the doorway. Their heads were lowered, and they looked dejected, until they saw the end of the pink Bumble Bee vibrating dildo sticking out of the robe. They giggled, and Astrid flushed when she realized why they were laughing. She let them in after Wanda had put her own robe on. The three girls walked in and then knelt in unison. While they were in DBN shirts and jeans, they were bare-headed. The one in the middle, the one that had been the Initiation Leader, spoke. She had blonde hair and a very nice face. "Initiate Catron, we realized last night that what we did was wrong. While you did use sex as a tool to win the challenges we put before you, we should not have assumed you would let yourself be watched making love, nor that you would want to make love to a man. We apologize, and would like to ask if you and Initiate Martin would join us as Pledges to Delta Beta Nu." The girls were stunned, and both looked at each other for guidance. The answer that came from Wanda's lips surprised everyone, including Wanda. Wanda's Story Ch. 16 "No thank you." Wanda Catron's voice shook. She had been offered a position with the Delta Beta Nu sorority. She had been working for eight days to get into the group. Now, with acceptance into the sorority being offered, the 19-year-old was turning it down. "May I ask why?" said the DBN sister, the one in charge of Initiations. "You chose the last task to embarrass me personally. When I left, you insulted me and my sexual preference. Yet while I was with you, I led my team to several victories, and never, not once, showed anything but respect to you all. If you didn't want me last night, I don't want you today." The DBN sisters looked at Wanda's roommate, 6-4 Astrid Martin. Astrid, 18, was dressed similarly to Wanda, wearing nothing but a robe. The difference between the two, not counting the 10 inches Astrid stood above Wanda, was that the very tip of a strap-on vibrator stuck out of Astrid's robe. "If Wanda isn't joining, neither am I. What you said about Wanda last night, well, it goes for me as well. You insulted her because she is a lesbian. Well, I am one as well, so get away from us!" Dejected and rejected, the girls left, hoping the others that had turned them down would now accept them. It turned out to be a dismal recruiting class for DBN. Only one girl, Lesley, chose to join DBN. She joined the two women who had stayed for the party to make a three-person Pledge group, the worst recruitment in DBN history. * * * * * Wanda and Astrid became lovers. They were almost inseparable for the next month. They met every day for lunch. They went on weekly dates every Friday night, with Wanda paying. Astrid wondered how Wanda could afford to constantly pay for their evenings out, and the toys they were buying, and anything else they decided they needed. Wanda had not told Astrid about the 11 million dollars Wanda had in the bank, awaiting her graduation. Until then, Wanda was living on a self-controlled $200,000 a year, which bought a lot of dates and sex toys. In mid-October, the teen lovers had to split apart for a while. Astrid was on a basketball scholarship, so she had to move to the Athletic Dorms for the basketball season. Wanda started reading up on her girlfriend's chosen sport, learning all she could to be a better fan. But while Wanda was reading about basketball, Astrid was playing it, studying it, living it. The best player in the state of Wyoming the previous season, Astrid quickly learned that she was only the eighth best player on this team. But her work ethics got her rolling, and she rapidly improved. One of her new teammates was Angela Dravinski, her teammate when they both tried out for the DBN sorority. Angela had turned down the DBN Pledge offer when she learned Astrid had turned it down also. Angela had her sights set on Astrid, planning to be better than her on the basketball court, and her equal off the court and in bed. Angela, at 6-1, had always been a guard, while Astrid, at 6-4, was making the transition from power forward to guard at Boise State. Astrid and Angela were often paired together in drills, guarding each other on 3-on-3, 4-on-4 and 5-on-5 drills. Angela was a smart player, but also a sly player, too. In the "spirit of the moment," Angela would place her hands all over Astrid, copping feels of the taller woman's curvatious body. Although Astrid had 38d breasts, she strapped them down with tight bras during basketball, to keep them from bouncing as she ran. One day, while guarding Astrid especially close, Angela's hand went from touching Astrid's butt to slide right between her legs. Astrid jumped, just as a pass came her way. Angela, having successfully felt Astrid's pussy, intercepted the pass and scooted downcourt for an uncontested layup. The coach was furious. Stopping play, she ran up to Astrid and demanded to know why she had screamed just before the intercepted pass. "Afraid of the ball, Martin?" she railed at the freshman. "Saw the mean ball heading your way, and couldn't handle it?" "No, Ma'am," Astrid mumbled. "Then what happened?" "I ... I ... I don't know," Astrid lied. She knew full well what had happened, but didn't know how to stop it. Angela tried her move a couple more times during that practice. She got a few free feels at Astrid's pussy, and had made Astrid look bad at the same time. As the team hit the showers after practice, Angela boldly walked up to Astrid in the locker area. She reached down between Astrid's bare legs and cupped her pussy again. A finger slid into the folds of skin, and Astrid shut her eyes, fighting back the need for more. She had not made love with Wanda in three weeks, and was extremely horny. "This pussy belongs to me," Angela said. "I will get everything I want from it, mark my words." The tormentor wiggled her finger inside Astrid, then strode off, sucking the wet finger as she did. After showering, Astrid remained behind in the locker room, hoping to put distance between herself and Angela. But as she headed for the door, she saw Angela standing right outside, waiting for her. Making a quick left-hand turn, Astrid walked into the office of Coach Deidre Desyre. The woman, in her early fifties but still in excellent shape, looked up from her playbook to see who had entered. She motioned Astrid to sit on the couch, then closed her playbook and gave the freshman her full attention. "Coach," Astrid began, "I lied to you today. I knew exactly why I missed that pass, and the other subsequent passes." Coach DeeDee, as the players called her, waited patiently. She could tell that her freshman guard needed to tell this her own way. Slowly, Astrid laid out the copping of feels that Angela had been doing. She told of Angela feeling her pussy as the pass came her way, again and again. She then told of her finger insertion in the locker room, and her rough words, and how she had been lingering, as if waiting for Astrid. Coach DeeDee felt some sympathy, but needed Astrid harder than she was. The pussy feel is an old trick used by defenders. If they found out Astrid was vulnerable to it, her effectiveness as a player would be over. Coach DeeDee had only one solution to the problem. She rose from behind her desk and sat on the couch with Astrid. With amazing swiftness for a woman her age, DeeDee slipped her hand into Astrid's skirt, placing it over Astrid's pussy and then started rubbing it through the panties. Astrid looked on, startled. "Do you like this?" DeeDee asked. Astrid could feel her body responding. "Yes, Coach," she said. DeeDee pulled the panties aside and thrust two fingers into the girl. "Do you like this?" she asked. "Oh, yes, Coach, yes!" Then she started thrusting her fingers in and out of Astrid's pussy. "Do you like that?" Astrid was flowing, her pussy getting wetter by the second. "Yes, Coach. Please don't stop." But stop DeeDee did. She pulled her hand out and slapped Astrid's face. The teen was startled. "Do you like that?" she asked. "No, Coach, I don't." "You liked my hand in your pussy, but you didn't like Angela's. Why?" "Because, Coach, Angela was doing it to distract me." "Did I get your attention when I slapped you?" "Yes, Coach, you did." "That's how you stop the pussy feel. 'Accidentally' slap your opponent's face. If you use an elbow, the point gets made even faster. If your opponent tries to do something to you that you don't like, do something back they won't like. Just don't let the ref see you. Got it?" "Yes, Coach," Astrid said. "You've helped a lot." DeeDee looked at Astrid, then smiled. "I can help you more, you know," she said. "I know what you need. And I can give it to you." Again the coach lowered her hand to Astrid's pussy. Again the teen didn't slap the hand away. DeeDee pulled the panties away and plunged her fingers into Astrid. Stroking hard, she felt Astrid's pussy sucking in her fingers, trying to take her hand even deeper inside her teenaged body. DeeDee consented, adding her other two fingers. When she felt Astrid's pussy still sucking, she added her thumb. Making a fist, DeeDee shoved her arm deep into Astrid's pussy, giving her al she wanted. Astrid bounced up and down on Coach's arm, screaming in joy as the fist punched deep, hitting her cervix. On the third punch, Astrid came, flowing her cum all over Coach DeeDee's arms and hand. "Now, do that to me," DeeDee urged Astrid. The girl pulled DeeDee's gym shorts off, finding wet panties underneath. The teen pulled the panties aside and drove her tongue deep into DeeDee's needy pussy, slurping the coach's juices hungrily. Upon further urging by DeeDee, Astrid slid two fingers into the pussy under her tongue. "More!" urged DeeDee, so Astrid added a third finger. "Yes, more!" responded DeeDee, as Astrid placed her little finger inside her coach's wet pussy. Then Astrid slid her thumb in the pussy, watching in amazement as the pussy seemed to swallow her entire hand. Astrid wiggled her fingers inside her coach. DeeDee bucked wildly, but then urged Astrid, "Make a fist. Punch me!!" Astrid did as told. Her fingers closed, and Astrid punched inside DeeDee, hitting her cervix. DeeDee screamed in pleasure. Astrid repeated her movement, and DeeDee came, flooding Astrid's hand as Astrid had flooded DeeDee's before. Both women had cum, relieving some of the needs they both had. When she relaxed after cumming, DeeDee pulled off of Astrid's hand. "Don't tell anyone we did this," she said. "But whenever you get the need, come back to me." "I have a girlfriend," Astrid said. "Good," the coach replied. "Then go to her on our next day off from practice. That, Astrid, is an order." When Astrid left the gym, Angela was nowhere to be found, having given up for the night. Astrid hurried to her dorm room and called Wanda, wanting to hear her voice more than anything. * * * * * Wanda was just coming out of the shower when the phone rang. She picked it up and smiled, hearing Astrid's lower-range voice. Without dressing, Wanda lay on her bed. She had not been given a new roommate, because Astrid would move back after the season was over. Astrid said "Hi, Wanda honey. I love you and miss you very much." "I love you," Wanda replied. "And I've missed you. In fact, I was just thinking of you as I showered." "I miss showering with you," Astrid remarked. "Most of the time, those showers led to much more," Wanda reminded her lover. "That's what I miss most. I've been horny lately." "We can't be together for a bit, but I know how we can help each other," Wanda said. "How?" "Take off your clothes and lie on your bed, honey," Wanda said. "I'm already naked and in bed, and I'm starting to rub my pussy now. You do the same." Astrid put the phone down for a minute. Wanda could hear rustling in the background. When Astrid's voice returned strongly to the phone, she said "I'm as naked as you, lover." "Now, touch your clit. You know how I would if I were there. Do it like i would." Astrid touched herself, and felt sparks of excitement shoot through her body. "I'm rubbing my clit, honey, just like you do," Wanda said. "I'm spreading myself open for you." "Oh yes, baby," Astrid said. "My free hand is pulling my nipples. They're so hard, and my wetness is leaking from my pussy already. God, I want you so much." "Wanda's voice grew huskier over the phone. "I need you, too, honey. My fingers are in my pussy, getting wet for you, honey." "Oh, Wanda baby," Astrid replied on her end of the phone. "My fingers are all over my clit. I'm rubbing, and rubbing, and ... oh, baby, oh .. . rubbing. I'm so close, baby. So close." "Me too, honey. Now, with one hand on my clit, the other is guiding your favorite dildo inside me." Wanda's voice grew an octave as she started squeaking on the phone. "I'm so close, honey. Your dildo is doing the job. I'm gonna cum with you, honey." "Oh yes, me too, baby," Astrid replied. Her fingers were flying, one hand rubbing her clit, the other plunging in and out of her growing wetness. "Now!" they screamed, almost in unison. On each of their beds, Astrid Martin and Wanda Catron had orgasms, screaming their joy over the phone for their partner to hear and enjoy. Slowly both women came to their senses, and removed their hands from their private parts. "Thank you, baby," Astrid said. "I needed that, but that wasn't why I called." "What can I help you with?" Wanda said. Astrid laid out the story of Angela and her sexual come-ons and threats. She mentioned Coach DeeDee's advice, without telling Wanda all that happened between Astrid and the coach. Wanda related the story of Angela's promise back at the disco the month before. "What should I do?" Astrid moaned. "Embarrass the hell out of her, honey. And I know exactly how, too." And Wanda outlined her plan in full detail. Astrid fell in love with the plan completely, but had one concern. "How will I get all those things you say I should use?" "When you get back from practice tomorrow, it will be at your dorm room, so you can get right into the plan," Wanda explained. Astrid had faith in Wanda, and as they hung up their phones at the end of the call, Astrid was able to get a good night's sleep, knowing her Angela problem will soon be over. The next day was Friday, and Boise State's first exhibition basketball game was that night. Angela guarded Astrid at the morning walk-through before the game, and her hands kept roaming freely over Astrid's body. Coach DeeDee saw the situation, but refused to step in. Her hands were full preparing for the game. Finally, Astrid pulled Angela aside. "Enough of this," Astrid said. "Let's just get together. How about after practice, at my dorm?" "I know you'd see things my way," Angela said. "Right after practice, your dorm. I can't wait." "Neither can I," Astrid said. Angela's hands didn't wander over Astrid's body near as much during the last half of walkthrough practice. Then the coach called the team together. She announced her starting five. Surprisingly, Astrid was tabbed as starting off guard. The teen was thrilled. She almost hugged Angela, but stopped, reminding herself of what was to come. * * * * * After practice, Astrid and Angela headed back to Astrid's dorm room. When the 6-4 girl opened her door, the package from Wanda was on the table. Astrid led the 6-1 Angela to the couch, then, promising to be right back, went to check out the box. Everything was there. Back into the living room Astrid went, carrying the now-closed box. "What's in there?" Angela said. "Just a few things to make our time memorable," Astrid promised. Then she pulled Angela up and kissed her. The red-headed Angela responded to the kisses of the blonde Astrid, and when Astrid said "Let's go onto the bed" Angela readily agreed. Angela slipped onto the bed, then looked at Astrid, who was setting up a video camera. "What's that for?" she said. "I like to tape my first sexual encounters," Astrid said. "Then it's fun to look at the tape a few months later, and see how klutzy we were." "Kinky," Angela said. "OK, I'm game." Astrid smiled. The camera set up, Astrid went to the bed. The 18-year-olds resumed kissing, and slowly stripped each other. Then Astrid got atop Angela, forcing Angela (willingly) to lie on her back. Astrid then produced handcuffs, and smiled as she showed them to Angela. "Let's play a game," Astrid said. "I'll tie you up and take advantage of you. Then you tie me up and take advantage of me. OK?" Angela was already worked up, and having Astrid suggest kinky sex games right off the bat only made Angela hotter. "Yes, I agree," she said. "Tie me up, honey." Astrid took each wrist and cuffed them to the ands of the headboard. Then Astrid produced two long strips of leather and tied Angel's feet to the baseboard. The 6-1 girl was spread-eagled on Astrid's bed. Astrid donned a leather mask, hiding her features. She also put on a robe, further blending herself in to avoid recognition. Then got up and started the camera, putting herself in the picture with Angela. "Hello, team," Astrid said into the camera's microphone. "Look who we have here? Why, it's Angela. Angela likes to play little games during practice. Tonight, we'll see what repercussions happen when you play those games." Astrid grabbed the biggest dildo she had ever seen, appropriately called the Fat Man Dong, out of the box Wanda had sent. This toy was 8 1/2 inches long, and 5 1/2 inches in width. Astrid had to use both hands to hold it. She showed the toy to the camera. "Angela likes to play with pussies during practice. Let's see what happens when someone plays with her pussy, with one of these!" Astrid rubbed the head of the Fat Man against Angela's pussy, then shoved. Angela, whose eyes had popped wide open when she saw how big the dong was, had started whimpering "No, no, no, please no," as Astrid rubbed the head of the dong against her labia. When Astrid drove it inside her, Angela's screams of pain echoed around the room. Astrid had failed to use the lube suggested on the packaging, instead forcing Fat Boy into Angela's dry pussy. "Oh, mustn't have Angela wake the neighbors," Astrid said. She went into the box and pulled out a ball gag. She affixed it into Angela's mouth mid-scream, stifling her cries to illiterate mumbles and moans. Then she shoved the Fat Boy deeper into Angela, pleased when she saw tears welling in the girl's eyes. "If you've suffered from Angela's unwanted advances as I have, then you'll appreciate this," Astrid said, reaching into the box again. She pulled out a set of nipple clamps, with weights attached. Astrid clamped each nipple, then started putting weights on. First went the two-ounce weights. Angela's screams, though muffled, still filled the mic's soundtrack tape. After a few pulls of the weighted champs, Astrid removed the two-ounce weights and put on the 10-ounce weights. The weights made Angela's breasts sag apart, and the screams of torture from Angela's mouth grow more urgent, though still muffled. Astrid spoke into the microphone again. "I'll bet Angela regrets messing with me now. But I'm not done yet. When I'm finished, she will never again touch another teammate in any manner other than professional." Out of the box came a leather bat. This bat looked like a riding crop, except its end was a wide sturdy piece of leather instead of tapered. Angela shook her head in a "No" manner, but Astrid paid no mind to her. Instead, she raised the bat and started beating Angela's torso and the inside of her breasts, now exposed because the weights were pulling her breasts apart. Angela screamed in pain and horror. Astrid whipped Angela until she was red all down her front. Then she went to Angela's thighs and whipped there. When her legs were as red as her torso, Astrid stopped. "Now, Angela, here is what is going to happen. You are going to remain here and miss the first game of the season. I'll explain to the coach that you're .. . he he he ... tied up. And if you don't leave me alone, I swear the team will see this tape. If you ever tell anyone about this tape, it will go out on school-wide internet release. And from there, you know it will get out to the general public. "Angela, will you leave me alone now and forever more?" Angela nodded her head vigorously. Her entire body was aflame with pain. She had wanted Astrid, but never imagined how sadistic she could be. Now Angela only wanted to get away. Astrid turned off the camera and left the dorm room. She walked to the gym, where she dressed for the game. When Coach DeeDee asked about Angela's absence, Astrid said she was sick, and couldn't play. As Astrid and the Lady Broncos took the basketball floor, Wanda was sitting on the home side, center-court, cheering mightily for Astrid. It was a one-sided game against a local semi-pro team. At halftime Boise state was leading, 42-26. Astrid had scored 6 points and made a couple of terrific steals. Wanda's Story Ch. 16 As the teams rested, Wanda slipped over to Astrid's dorm. Donning the same black leather mask and robe Astrid had worn earlier, she entered the room. Angela looked over in fear, but also in confusion. Astrid was shorter now. Or was it Astrid? Whomever it was, she took the tape from the camera, then undid Angela's feet. She unlocked one handcuff, then gave Angela the key. "Leave me alone," Wanda said, trying to sound like Astrid. "Remember my promise to show this to the team if you say a word." Now Angela was thoroughly confused. Who was this person? She sounded like Astrid, and knew what had been said between Astrid and Angela in private. But she was shorter. Nevertheless, Angela was almost free. The woman left the room as Angela freed herself. By the time she had opened Astrid's door, the hallway was empty. * * * * * Wanda slipped back to watch the second half of the game. Boise won, 86-67. Astrid ended the night with 11 points. The lovers went to a restaurant for a late dinner, then headed back home. The night had been a success. Angela dropped off the basketball team and left Boise soon thereafter. When they were sure she was gone, Wanda and Astrid burned the tape. Wanda was a regular at Boise games, both home and, when school was out, on the road. The women celebrated victories together, and commiserated the all-too-many defeats together as well. During the semester break, Wanda traveled home to Provo for only a short time. Most of that intersession was spent watching Boise State basketball. The highlight of that intersession, however, was when Wanda brought Astrid home to meet Mistress Anne and Amber. The team had a break from Dec. 19 through Dec. 30. Coach DeeDee let the girls go home for Christmas, planning to get back to practice Dec. 27. Astrid and Wanda headed for Provo, Utah, Wanda's home. Astrid would spend two days there, then fly home to Casper, Wyoming for Christmas. Wanda had called Anne and told her about Astrid, then promised to bring her home before Christmas. This was Wanda's promise kept. The girls got to Provo and drove up to Anne Franklin's home. Wanda let herself in, then stopped in shock. Anne was on the couch, naked, a two-headed dildo with a handle sticking out of her pussy. "Slave, attend me,' Anne said sharply. Wanda dropped her bags, went over and started moving the dildo in and out of Anne's pussy. It was obvious from the wetness on the dildo that Anne had been using the dildo before Wanda arrived. Still, Wanda had quickly resumed her role in the house, and worked to please her Mistress. Anne looked up at Astrid. The tall teen was staring, but also smiling. Between moans of pleasure, Anne said "I hear you love my Wanda. Is that true?" "Yes, Ma'am," Astrid said, her eyes focused not on Anne's face, but on the dildo Wanda was plunging into Anne's body. "Then, Astrid," Anne said, "get naked and join me. This dildo is built for two, and the handle on it means Wanda can please us both." Astrid wasted no time. Her Boise state sweatshirt, jeans and cowboy boots came off in a flash. She practically tore her underwear off in an effort to undress even faster. Naked, she slid onto the couch, her pussy aimed at the dildo. Wanda smiled, seeing her two favorite women naked together. She aimed the other end of the dildo, and drove it into Astrid's pussy. She grabbed the handle, and started a quick movement back and forth. The dildo drove into Anne and almost out of Astrid. Then it went into Astrid and nearly out of Anne. Back and forth the double-headed dildo went. As the handle got near each woman's pussy, Wanda's nimble fingers stretched out and caressed that woman's clit, causing even more joy. Anne's moans were soon joined by Astrid's. Together they rose towards climax. Anne scooted closer, keeping more of the dildo in each woman's pussy. When Anne got right against the handle, Wanda started pulling up on the handle, instead of back and forth. This new direction of pleasure was the trick for both women. Astrid moaned loudly and came, her pussy juices gushing over the couch's cover. Anne came seconds later, her cries of joy matching Astrid's. Wanda rubbed both clitoris furiously, heightening the pleasure for both women. Their orgasms over, Anne slid off the dildo and rose over Astrid. Laying her body on the newcomer's, Anne kissed her deeply. Astrid returned the kiss after seeing Wanda nod in approval. She wrapped her arms around Anne, pulling her even closer. Breasts rubbed against breasts, erect nipples bumped against other erect nipples. Anne's pussy was on the upper part of Astrid's mons, until Astrid wrapped her legs around the 5-8 teacher and rubbed her now-empty pussy against Anne's. Seeing the pussies together, Wanda hopped on the couch herself, lowered her head, and started licking. Anne moaned in approval, but Astrid squeaked in surprise. She had never been with anyone other than Wanda, so she was shocked for a minute when Wanda started licking as Astrid was grinding into Anne. Then Astrid found the sensation better than anything she and Wanda had ever done alone. Her body was up against the soft body of another woman. Her clit was rubbing another woman's clit. And her pussy was being licked at the same time. It caused Astrid to cry out in joy, and start cumming again. Wanda licked deeply, drinking of Astrid's juices, while Anne, on top, rubbed even harder. Soon Wanda's tongue drove back into Anne's pussy, and the older woman came, flooding Wanda's face with her juices. And still the women ground together in lust and horniness. Anne's orgasm triggered Astrid's next orgasm, and the teen came, quicker than she ever had before. Then Anne came again, right on the heels of her previous orgasm, and so close to Astrid's it seemed to Wanda that they were cumming together. The slave licked as fast as she could, trying to get all the pussy juices she could. Finally, exhausted, Astrid released Anne and lay back on the couch. Anne sat up, pulled Wanda close, and kissed her deeply. "I approve, my pet," Anne said. Wanda hoped the rest of the visit would go as smooth as the opening moments. Wanda's Story Ch. 17 After their initial sexual foray, Anne, Wanda and Astrid headed for the play room. Astrid had heard about Anne's Dungeon, and wanted to see it for herself. She looked in awe at the cage, the class setting, the bed in the center of the room, but spent most of her time gazing at the chains and the X-Cross on the far wall. "Astrid, honey, what is your pleasure?" Anne said smoothly. She wanted Astrid to feel at home, but also wanted to get Wanda back into her mode as a slave. Anne had already started, by making Wanda pleasure herself and Astrid in the living room. Now was part two in her attempt to reclaim Wanda. "Gee, Ms. Anne," said Astrid. "I guess the chains in the middle of the room. I wonder how you'd make love with them on." "Allow me to show you," Anne said. "Pet, get in position." "Yes, Mistress," Wanda said, scampering with all possible speed under the chains. There, she quickly stripped off her clothes and held her arms straight out in front of her. Anne lowered the chains and shackled Wanda's wrists together. Then she raised the chains until Wanda was forced to stand on tiptoes or have her arms dislocated. Anne lowered the chains a little, then kicked Wanda's legs apart. Again the 19-year-old was left on tiptoes, this time with her legs far apart. A wide grin creased Astrid's face. She dropped to her knees and started licking the front of Wanda's bare mons. Her tongue worked lower and lower, until it touched Wanda's clit. Back in the dorm, Wanda would be squealing in pleasure by now. But with her Mistress in the room, all Wanda could do was moan. Anne, meanwhile, had crawled underneath Astrid and began licking her pussy. She noted how smooth it was, as if Astrid had shaved just that morning. Knowing they were coming here, Anne wouldn't have been surprised to know Wanda had told Astrid to shave. The 18-year-old basketball star had never been licked by one while licking another. The sensation was delightful. She tried matching her tongue strokes with Anne's, but couldn't. The older woman had many years' experience at pussy licking, while Astrid had only weeks. Astrid soon forgot about Wanda's pussy to focus on the growing desires emanating from her own. Wanda, meanwhile, felt left out. she had enjoyed when Astrid started licking her, but when Anne started on Astrid, Wanda became a third wheel again. She could only watch in mute frustration as Astrid moaned, sighed, and then came, flooding Anne's face with cum. Her orgasm sating her for a bit, Astrid leaned over and kissed Wanda's pussy again. But Anne pulled her away from Wanda and kissed Astrid deeply. Astrid enjoyed the kiss and returned it, forgetting for the moment all about Wanda. The chained teenager, meanwhile, was suffering a deep desire for loving. She had watched Anne and Astrid cum together, then Astrid cum with Anne's guidance. Now they were kissing, and leaving Wanda hanging here all alone. Anne led Astrid to the bed. Wanda watched in growing frustration as Anne slipped on a small strap-on, about 6 inches long, and started fucking Astrid with it. Wanda could feel her pussy getting wet, from the need to cum and the hot sexual scene of her Mistress plunging into her roommate again and again. Astrid's cries were echoing off the walls, causing Wanda's pussy to leak any more. With a large cry of joy, Astrid came on the fake cock, spilling her orgasmic fluids all over the bed. Anne's 36c breasts mashed into Astrid's 38ds, and Astrid's legs were lifted high onto Anne's torso to allow the fucking to continue on. Astrid came again quickly, then came again when Anne bent her head and bit Astrid's erect nipples. By this time Wanda was in agony. She needed to cum, and no one was helping her. She wondered where the third member of the house, Amber Anderson, was. Had Amber been here, Wanda felt, her needy pussy would have been licked to orgasm. Exhausted, Astrid flopped onto the bed and started snoozing moments later. Anne got off the bed, lowered the chains, and made Wanda kneel on the floor. She stuck the strap-on towards Wanda's mouth, and the slave started licking it clean, sucking on it like it was a real cock. Soon the device was clean. Anne lowered the chains to the floor and ordered Wanda to sleep where she was. Horny, but tired, Wanda did as she was ordered, sleeping on the hard concrete while her roommate slept in her bed. At three in the morning, Wanda awoke to urgent kisses. She opened her eyes and saw Astrid kissing her. "I'm so sorry, love," the tall woman was saying. "I didn't know what your Anne had in mind, but I know you need to cum. Let me make love with you." A tear fell from Wanda's eye. "No, my darling," she told Astrid. "I will be made love to when Mistress allows it, not before. This is my test." Astrid had unlocked Wanda's wrists by this time. "Then at least sleep with me on the bed," she said. "If Anne protests, I'll tell her I lifted you into bed while you slept." "I do love you, honey," Wanda said. They got into bed and slept until morning light. ************************************************ The next day, December 20, was a special one in the Catron household. Wanda's younger brother Roger was celebrating his 18th birthday, and the entire family was invited. Wanda had asked Astrid to go, promising to take her to the airport for her flight to Casper, Wyoming, right after the party. Wanda was still in a surly mood when she arrived at her mother's home. Anne had not allowed Wanda to cum, nor had she allowed Astrid to play with Wanda, throughout the day. Wanda's sexual tension had only increased as she watched Anne on her knees licking Astrid's pussy on the class set, and watching Astrid return the favor as Anne bent over the pommel horse. Wanda would have joined in, but she was again locked into the chains that prohibited from moving. It seemed to Wanda that Anne's orgasms were more intense when Astrid licked her, but that could just be a figment of an oversexed imagination. Another reason she was feeling like this was that her other lover from home, Amber Anderson, wasn't there. Normally Amber would relive the sexual tension when Anne was not playing with Wanda, but Amber was nowhere to be found. Wanda wondered where she was, but could not ask her Mistress a direct question like that unless Anne brought up the subject first. Since she hadn't, Wanda's curiosity was all she had. Wanda led the other two women up to her family's home and knocked. When Roger opened the Catron family door, he wrapped his sister in a big bear hug. Wanda was never at a loss of amazement whenever she saw Roger. He was 6-3, 220 pounds. He had a chiseled chest and rippling muscles down his abdomen. His brown hair, lighter than Wanda's, had a light curl to it. After kissing his sister's cheek, and greeting Ms. Franklin, his former English teacher, Roger turned to the newcomer, and was knocked speechless. This woman was as tall as he was (actually an inch taller), very beautiful, and stacked as well. Astrid, at Wanda's urgings, had stopped strapping her 38d breasts down except during practices and games. Slowly Astrid was becoming proud of her body, making Wanda proud as well. "Hi," Roger said, the only word he seemed to remember at the moment. "Hi," Astrid replied, speaking as shyly as he had. She was looking at this boy .. . no, this man ... as she had never looked at a man before. He was as tall as she was, yet seemed not to possess the swagger of most boys her height she'd met. Of course, most of the guys she met were other basketball players. Roger didn't play well, so he never tried out for the team. "I'm ... uh ..." Roger seemed to have alzheimer's. "Roger, this is my roommate, Astrid Martin," Wanda said, seeing she would need to do the introductions. "Astrid, this is the birthday boy, Roger Catron." Astrid found her tongue first. "Very pleased to meet you," she said. "So am I," Roger replied. "Please to meet you, I mean." Wanda led Astrid away from her brother. She introduced her to Wendy, her 15-year-old sister, then the two women went in search of Wanda's mom. They found her in the kitchen, standing with Wanda's attorney, J.L. Spillington. Wanda smiled at seeing the woman responsible for Wanda's millions in the bank. "Hi, J.L." she said. "Hi, Mom." Wanda noticed her mother flush a little bit, but didn't think anything of it. What Wanda didn't know was that a minute before, Wanda's mom, Lorraine, and J.L., who called herself Lou, had been deep in each other's arms, kissing and sliding tongues into each other's mouths. Lorraine and lou had become lovers right after Wanda went to school, and they had kept the affair a secret so far. This was the closest they had come to being caught. They had hastily stepped apart when they heard Wanda's footsteps approaching the kitchen. Wanda introduced Astrid to Lorraine and to her lawyer. Lorraine, always a gracious hostess, offered Astrid a drink from the refrigerator. Astrid declined, and soon made her way back into the living room. For the rest of the evening, whenever she could, Astrid found a way to spend time talking with Roger. Anne had chosen to wear comfortable sneakers to the party. The shoes made almost no noise, so she received a major shock when she headed upstairs to go to the bathroom later that night. As she passed Lorraine's room, she heard noises. She stopped and pushed the door open slightly. She saw Lorraine sitting on the bed, her jeans on the ground, and Lou's head between Lorraine's legs, licking away. "Lou, baby," Lorraine was saying between soft moans, "the kids will miss us if we're gone too long." "Lou lifted her head. Her lips gleamed from the cum already on her mouth. "You've known all night I needed you," she said. "And I'm betting you needed me, too. Why else would you be here on the bed with your legs spread." "You're right, Lou," Lorraine said. "I've needed you from the moment you came into my life. Now hurry up, make me cum, and let's get back to the party before we're missed." Lou wasted no more time. Her head lowered again, and Lorraine started moaning as lou resumed licking. Lorraine covered her face with a pillow and screamed her pleasure as Lou's tongue hit an intensely sensitive spot. Then Lou drove her finger into Lorraine's pussy and curled it, getting the G-Spot the first try. When the tongue returned to that intense spot on Lorraine's outer labia, the woman came, flooding Lou's mouth with her sweet womanly juices. The lawyer lapped and lapped, getting every drop. Anne suddenly realized her hand was in her pants, rubbing herself as she watched the two women make love. She saw Lorraine shift off the bed, so Anne dashed to the bathroom and closed the door. She was too excited now to pee, so she masturbated. Anne's control let her hold in the cries she wanted to scream as she came close to orgasm. Her mind was aflutter with images of Lou and Lorraine. Somewhere just before her orgasms, Anne's mind added herself to the duo she had seen on the bed. That thought made Anne cum. Composing herself, she emerged from the bathroom just as Lou came out of Lorraine's bedroom. "Hi, J.L.," the teacher called. Then slyly, she added, "What were you doing in Wanda's mom's room?" "Um, uh," J.L. stammered, "I needed to use the bathroom, and since you were in that one, I used Lorraine's instead." "OK," Anne said, not revealing she knew better. It was nearing time for Astrid to go. She snuck into the backyard with Roger for a quiet moment alone, even though they had been together most of the night. "I'd like to see you again," Roger said. "I'd like that," Astrid replied. "I'm due to come back into town December 26 before going back up to school. Can I see you then?" "Yes, please," Roger said. Slowly, the two 18-year-olds moved together. "It's your birthday, and I don't have a present," Astrid said. "What can I give you instead?" Roger pulled her closer, and softly, boldly, kissed her. His face was rougher than Wanda's, but the kiss was much better. Despite it just being lips, and nothing more, Astrid felt her toes curling. She knew now she would definitely see Roger when she came back. They finally broke apart. "Happy birthday," Astrid said. "Yes, thank you," Roger replied, suddenly embarrassed. They returned to the living room, and Astrid made her goodbyes. She and Wanda left for the quick drive to Salt Lake City, leaving Anne at the Catron's until she could return. Roger had planned to meet friends at the mall, and Wendy had some Christmas shopping to do, so the brother and sister left together. J.L. was about to go, too, when Anne said, "Lou, wait." The lawyer turned, surprised. Anne only called her Lou when they were in bed together, a rare but regular occurrence. "Sit down, please," Anne said. J.L. obeyed. "I saw you both earlier," Anne began. Lorraine blushed. Lou smiled. "I'd like to join in, if it's OK with you both." Lorraine cried out, "But you're my daughter's ... my daughter's .." "Lover, yes," Anne said, finishing Lorraine's sentence. "But I'd like to be yours, as well. Anne need not know." Lorraine looked at her lover for guidance. Lou was Lorraine's first lesbian lover, and Wanda's mother would have been quite happy if she had been her only lesbian lover. But now another woman wanted her. Was she really that desirable? Lou read the nervousness on Lorraine's face, and knew how to solve that worry. She motioned Anne over, and together the two of them started kissing Lorraine's face. Lorraine gave in and started kissing back, mentally filing the differences in each woman's lips. Lou's were tender, more loving, more caring. Anne's kisses were harder, more like a need than a show of emotion. At a touch from Lou, both she and Anne started stripping Lorraine. Each woman took turns undoing each button on the blouse Lorraine wore. As the button exposed skin, two sets of lips kissed that skin. Lorraine was getting hotter and hotter, and was having a hard time standing on her feet. When the blouse was off, the women reached for her slacks. They each took a leg, and kissed their way down it, lowering the pants as they did so. At the bottom, they slipped off Lorraine's shoes and pants, leaving her in her underwear. Each women, in turn, lifted a foot and gently kissed Lorraine's toes. Lou went first, and when she moaned joyously at the toe-sucking, Anne took her turn when Lou had finished. This was one of Lorraine's most sensitive spots, and she could feel her pussy leaking from the love her toes were getting. At a fresh signal, the women started kissing back up Lorraine's body. Twin tongues slid over her upper thighs, and Lorraine found she could no longer stand. She fell backwards onto the couch, giving her the ability to spread her legs wide apart. Both women took advantage, and their lips and tongues closed in on Lorraine's pussy. But both women skirted past the wet panties, moving even higher. Two hands reached behind the mother of three, and her 36b breasts were freed from the bra she wore. Each woman took one in her mouth, and Lorraine moaned in added joy as each nipple was sucked and loved. Again she noticed the difference. Lou's sucking was gentle, designed to heighten the sexual experience they were sharing. Anne's mouth was greedy, sucking harder and longer, trying to pull all Lorraine's breast into her mouth. Two hands simultaneously reached down and lowered Lorraine's panties. Then both breasts were free, and Lorraine saw what she had felt, that her nipples were very hard and erect. She didn't think they had ever been so hard before, not even while breastfeeding. She was in the highest state of arousal she had ever been in. Lorraine could not remember when she had been lowered onto the couch. All she thought about now, all that mattered, were the two mouths taking turns licking at her pussy. The familiar tongue of her lover, Lou, licking and gently gliding over her pussy lips and clit was quickly replaced by the urgent, hard tongue of Wanda's lover, Anne, who probed into Lorraine like she might not have another chance, and they might get caught any minute. The tongues traded places, again and again and again. Lorraine cried out and moaned. When one tongue left her pussy, it still seemed to be in contact somewhere on her body. Lou's tongue went to her toes, driving Lorraine mad. Anne's tongue licked all around, tasting Lorraine everywhere. Finally Lorraine could hold off no longer. With a scream, a lift of the hips, and a sudden thrust, she came, drenching Anne (who had the good fortune to be licking the pussy at the time) with her cum. Anne moaned as well and drank from Lorraine's pussy, downing every drop the older woman produced. Lou, meanwhile, had stopped sucking on Lorraine's toes and was quickly undressing herself. Now as nude as Lorraine, the lawyer crawled on the couch. She lowered her pussy to Lorraine, and let the woman lick her already wet pussy. When Anne had finished licking lorraine's pussy clean, Lou's mouth replaced Anne's as the two lovers went into a 69. Anne took the opportunity to undress as well, then broke into the 69 to pull Lou's pussy off Lorraine. The three women repositioned on the floor. Anne's pussy was at Lorraine's mouth, letting Wanda's mother taste her second pussy ever. Anne was licking Lou's pussy, something she had not done in a couple of years. Lou's mouth was locked onto Lorraine's pussy, licking and sucking. The three women moaned and squirmed, trying not to be the first to cum. Lou lost this round. Anne's expert mouth worked wonders on Lou, and the lawyer came. Her orgasm triggered Anne's as well, and the teacher flooded lorraine's face with cum. Lorraine, still excited, came at almost the same time Anne did. Then the women turned around, and licked the woman's pussy that had been licking hers moments before. A similar scene unfolded, until each woman had cum again. then they retired to Lorraine's bedroom, where a bevy of toys awaited them for further sex play. ********************************************** Wanda, meanwhile, had her arms wrapped around Astrid at the Salt Lake City airport. The plane to Casper was starting to board, and the women were saying goodbye for now. Astrid would spend Christmas with her family, then fly back to Salt Lake, where Wanda would drive her back to school for the resumption of practice and the second half of the basketball season. "I'll miss you, roomie," Wanda said earnestly. "Me, too," Astrid replied. "You've shown me so much. You've taught me so much." the teen seemed to pause a minute, as if gaining courage. finally, the basketball player said, "I think I love you, Wanda." Wanda pulled Astrid's head down and kissed her deeply. She didn't care that they were in the middle of a crowded airport, nor that people were bound to stare at two women kissing. Astrid's words had touched Wanda more than anything else she could have said. When they broke, Wanda reached into her pocket, and pulled out a wrapped package. "Here, honey," she said shyly. "This is for you." Astrid started to pocket it, but Wanda said "Open it now." So she pulled the wrapping apart, and stared at a gold chain, with half a heart on the end of it. The heart was jagged in the middle, and said "ue ve" on it. Astrid looked curiously at Wanda. But before Astrid could speak, Wanda reached inside her turtleneck sweater, and pulled out a similar chain. on the end of it was a similar heart, with "Tr Lo" engraved on it. Wanda took Astrid's heart and placed it next to her own. They became a full heart, and "True Love" was the final saying. "We are one," Wanda said. "And yes, I love you, too. Now we have something to symbolize that love." Astrid put on her necklace. Tears started to form in her eyes. "I'll never take it off," she vowed. Wanda's Story Ch. 17 "Neither will I," Wanda echoed. "Now go, be with your family. I'll pick you up on the 26th." The women kissed again, then Astrid left. At the gate, though, she turned around and shouted, "I love you, Wanda!" before boarding her flight. Wanda's drive back to Provo was done in a dream. She had a new lover, and life was perfect. Whatever would come, she could face it, with the love and help of her Mistress, Anne, and her lover, Astrid. Then her mind returned fleetingly to Amber. She hoped she was ok, wherever she was. Wanda's Story Ch. 18 Wanda Catron spent the next few days in a haze of loving glory. She and Astrid Martin, her college roommate, had expressed their feelings for each other. But Astrid was back home in Casper, Wyoming, spending Christmas with her family. And Wanda was here, in Provo, Utah, spending this Christmas day with the other woman she loved deeply, her Mistress, Anne Franklin. Specifically, "here" was strapped, face-down, on the bed in Anne's "dungeon". The fact that this was really the basement of Anne's home didn't matter. To a slave like Wanda, whatever her owner, in this case Anne, told her, she believed. If Anne had told her the sun rose in the west and set in the south, Wanda would believe it. What Wanda believed right now was that she was very close to orgasm. Mistress Anne had their favorite Strap-on deeply buried into Wanda's pussy, and she was also rubbing a mini vibrator on Wanda's sensitive clit. The 19-year-old college freshman was moaning and groaning with delight as her Mistress, a 33-year-old high school English teacher, urged her to greater emotional heights. what Anne had not allowed Wanda to do, yet, was cum. Anne was testing her slave to see if all her lessons had held. "You're just a little fucking slut, aren't you?" Anne hissed into Wanda's ear. "You go off and have free sex. Mistress bets you haven't even worked on orgasm denial, have you, slut?" Moaning, so close to orgasm she could feel it swelling in her pussy, Wanda could only reply "I tried, Mistress." Still the sexual torture went on. "Don't cum, slut," Anne repeated. She emphasized every spoken word with a sharp thrust of the rigid fake cock into Wanda's pussy. Soon Wanda was whimpering, the sign to Anne that the teen needed to cum, but was holding off. The teacher turned sadistic then, pulling the vib off Wanda's clit and sliding it into her pussy, letting it join the strap-on dildo in Wanda's body. The whimpering increased in intensity. Wanda held on for dear life, as her Mistress loved her as no woman ever had before. Two shafts in her pussy? Wanda had not even thought of that before Anne did it to her. Orgasm denial? A great thrill for Wanda when she was finally allowed to cum, a treat to show Mistress her training had held until the words were spoken allowing the orgasm. On and on Anne went. The whimpering grew in intensity. Finally, after 30 minutes of listening to Wanda whimper and fight to hold back her orgasms, Anne spoke the words Wanda wanted to hear. "Cum for me, slave." Wanda relaxed at last and let the orgasm take control. She came hard, then came harder, then shook with joy as a third orgasm struck her on top of the first two. She was forced by the bindings to remain in place, which was lucky, Wanda thought. Without the restraints, she would surely have flung herself off the bed in her delight over her massive orgasms. Finally sated, Wanda collapsed onto the bed. Anne released Wanda's right arm, allowing the teen to roll on one side and let her Mistress cuddle close. The two women kissed, feeling the affects of the afterglow they got by making love. Anne looked over her teen lover with an appraising eye. She could see a bit of her mother, Lorraine Catron, in Wanda, but realized that both women were special in their own ways. Anne had recently spent the evening in bed with Lorraine and her lover, J.L. "Lou" Spillington, a lawyer in town. The three women had made love while Wanda was in Salt Lake City taking Astrid to the airport. Anne had not mentioned the tryst to Wanda, nor did she intend to. Whatever the Mistress decided to do, she could do. The slave has no life but what the Mistress gives, and may never ask what the Mistress has been doing. It was a lesson Anne had made Wanda learn early on, and it served Anne well, for the woman had many secrets. In addition to the secret about Lorraine, Anne had not told Wanda about Sydney, the woman who ran the porn shop just outside of town. Sydney had been a slave of Anne's a few years ago, before Anne released her by mutual desire. Nowadays, Sydney kept Anne informed whenever Wanda went into the store. It was Sydney that had first seen the porn video that had starred, without her knowledge, Wanda. It was Sydney that had tried to seduce Wanda in the early days of Anne's relationship with the teen. And it was Sydney who was letting Amber Anderson, another friend of Wanda and Anne, live with her while Wanda was home. *********************************************** Many things had changed while Wanda had been in school the past three 1/2 months. Foremost, Anne had made Amber her newest slave. Amber had lived with Wanda and Anne for almost a year now, but was the third wheel while Wanda was there. Now she was the main slave of Anne, although she had been sent here to Sydney's. Another reason she was at Sydney's was to hide the changes Amber had been going through. Not only was Amber a slave now, her body shape had also changed. When Wanda had met the 21-year-old, she was a former gymnast, with a gymnast's body, lean and lithe. Amber was only 4-8, with 32a breasts, a tiny waist, and small buttock. Now, she was a 32b in her breasts and growing every day. But the most astounding growth was in her womb. She was almost four months pregnant. Amber's mind slid back to the day in early September when she got pregnant. Her former boyfriend, Erich Buchanon, had knocked on Anne's door. Buchanon, a former defensive end at Utah State University, had been the first-round draft pick of the Pittsburgh Steelers of the National Football League. Two weeks into his first training camp, however, Erich had torn the muscles in his upper arm, ending his season early. On a visit home, he had found he missed the company of Amber. He found she was living with Anne and a smile creased his face. Erich remembered the Saturday night sex parties with Amber, Anne and that Wanda chick that never did anything but suck his cock. Amber and Anne, though ... they were creative in bed, and took him happily. When the door opened, he found Amber dressed like a French maid. The skirt, though, was much shorter than anything he had ever seen, even in porn movies. His cock started swelling just looking at her. "What do you want?" Amber said. She remembered the hurt she had felt when Erich had dumped her in January. That hurt had been eased when she moved in with Anne and Wanda. Now it was almost totally gone, or was until the cause of the pain showed up again. "I'm so sorry," Erich began. A large man at 6-6 and nearly 300 pounds, it was funny to Amber as she watched Erich start to grovel. "I was a fool, and I know that. I've come to ask your forgiveness. Please, Amber, I beg you. I need you." "Wait here," Amber said. She closed the front door and went to the study, where Anne was working on lesson plans. She waited to be recognized by her new Mistress. "Who was at the door, little one?" Anne asked. "Mistress, it's Erich, this one's old boyfriend," she replied. Amber had been learning to refer to herself in the third person when speaking with Anne. "He wants to apologize and says he needs this girl." "What do you think he really wants?" "Mistress, your humble slave thinks he only needs a pussy to fuck." Anne smiled. "My thoughts exactly. Now, do you want to give him your pussy to fuck?" "Mistress, this pussy is yours to do with as you want. If you want girl to fuck him, she will. But to be honest, she has been happiest when she is with you." A malevolent gleam showed in Anne's eyes. "I have an idea, little one. Let's bring him in, then fuck him in more ways than he wants." She proceeded to quickly outline her thoughts. When Amber skipped back to the front door, she was all smiles. "Come in, Erich," she said. The lineman came into the house and sat on the couch. A minute later, Anne emerged from the study, wearing a long shimmering robe. "You've come at an opportune time, Erich," she said. "Amber and I had been talking about you, wondering where we could possibly find someone as equipped as you are to fuck these bodies." with a nod to Amber, Anne dropped her robe. Anne's body was still in good shape. Her 36b breasts pointed at Erich. Her flat stomach showed not an inch of mid-age flab, and her thighs glistened with moisture. Erich's eyes glued onto Anne's naked body, until he noticed that Amber was also stripping. Soon he had two women in front of him, both as naked as when they were born. "Follow us, if you dare," Anne said. "And if you do follow, lose the clothes. Following is also implied consent that you will go along with anything the two of us desire." Both women started down the hall. Erich was behind them a heartbeat later, dancing down the hall as he stripped. Erich remembered vividly how much fun it was making love with these women. He wanted more, no matter what. It was tough taking his shirt off with a sling on one arm, so Erich finally ripped the shirt off. Now naked, the African-American with a 12-inch cock at half-mast walked to the end of the hall. There both women waited. Amber took his cock in to her mouth and started sucking on it. Anne placed a blindfold over his eyes and said "Follow the sucking mouth. I will help you down the stairs." Intrigued by the game, Erich started shoving his cock into Amber's mouth. As he did, she scooted backwards. He took another step to fill her mouth, and again she scooted back. Fill and scoot, fill and scoot, they made their way carefully down the stairs. Erich felt hardwood floor under his feet as he walked on now. Then they stopped in the middle of the room. Amber started sucking his cock in earnest, and Erich's mind went right to his groin. So intent on the blowjob was Erich that he failed to feel the handcuffs click around his wrists. Only when the chains started rattling and his good hand was being yanked upwards did Erich start to protest. But by then it was too late. He was trapped. Even his casted arm was locked by a handcuff. Amber took her mouth off Erich's now-rigid pole, and both women stared at it. Then Anne giggled, and Amber joined her. Amber went to the wall, and took down a 14-inch strap-on dildo. She placed it on Anne's groin, and Anne pulled Erich's mask off. The football player's first sight when the mask was removed was the longer cock on Anne. The second sight was that longer cock filling Amber's pussy. The two women fucked as Erich watched. Amber came hard, screaming Anne's name. Then the strap-on changed bodies, and Amber fucked Anne until the older woman came as well. Erich was in agony, watching both women pleasure themselves. But what came next was worse. Both women took floggers off the wall and started whipping the football star. At first it tickled. Then it stung a little. But as the beating went on and on, it got worse and worse. Soon the football star was screaming in agony as the leather strips on the flogger slapped flesh tenderized by repeated beatings. And still the beating continued. After a bit, Amber came back around the front and took Erich's now-flaccid cock back into her mouth. She sucked and sucked, getting the cock back to full mast despite the repeated beatings from Anne. When he was fully erect, Amber removed her mouth and said "Ready." When Anne came around, Erich saw she was wearing the strap-on again. He thought he would be watching a repeat of the earlier scene. Instead, Anne got a chair from the school classroom set Erich could see against the wall. Amber got on her hands and knees on the chair, and Anne pushed it, with Amber's ass going first, towards Erich. "Lift a little higher, little one," Anne said. Amber raised on her haunches a bit. Then Anne pushed Amber's pussy right onto Erich's cock. She was deeply impaled, and Erich started thrusting as well as he could into Amber. Anne disappeared. Erich got into a rhythm, fucking Amber. He realized he was not wearing a condom, but was too far into the sex act to care. Amber was moaning and groaning, her small pussy squeezing hard on Erich' organ. Anne's hands started rubbing Erich's buttocks and asshole. Erich felt a little wetness on her hands, but his focus was in front of him, so he didn't pay much attention. He stroked hard, then harder, then harder still. His body stiffened, and he came, shooting his load into the small woman. But right as he started cumming, Anne grabbed his stomach and Erich felt the worst thing he ever felt in his life. The 14-inch cock started sliding into his ass. He screamed, trying to turn away from this anal invasion. But he couldn't turn. Sometime during the fucking of Amber, he feet had been locked into place on the floor. He was also held in place by his still-ejaculating cock in Amber's pussy. Deeper and deeper the fake cock went. More and more Erich screamed. His cock stopped spitting sperm and instantly deflated, sliding out of Amber with a "pop." Then the in-and-out motion started. If Erich thought he hurt when it went in, he hurt more as Anne fucked Erich's ass. Amber turned to Erich. Venom dripped with every syllable she uttered. "When Anne is done, you will leave. Leave and never ever come back. I don't want you. I don't need you. "And if you tell anyone this happened, we have a tape from the living room. You gave consent when you came willingly down the hall." The strap-on pulled out of Erich's ass, and Anne shoved a long butt-plug into Erich's ass instead. The pain was now constant and burning. Anne opened the bottom drawer of the desk on the school set. She pulled out a Magnum .38 and pointed it at Erich. In pain, and now in fear for his life, Erich emptied his bladder. Both women laughed at him. The football player had never been so humiliated. Amber unlocked the foot locks and the handcuffs, then jumped to Anne's side. "Get out, now," Amber hissed. "Get out and NEVER return." Erich did. Two weeks later, an at-home pregnancy test showed Amber was carrying Erich's child. The two women talked and decided to be mothers together. Erich never knew he had a child. Anne had also decided not to tell Wanda until she end of the school year. so Amber was at Sydney's, although Anne did call her every day. ************************************************ Wanda had asked Anne about Amber several times, but the answer was always the same. "She's away, and will be back soon. I sent her on an errand. I'd forgotten you were coming home." After cuddling together for a while, Anne slid under Wanda's body, and lifted her pussy to the teen's mouth. Wanda needed no encouragement. She loved the taste of her Mistress' pussy, so she dived right in. Licking and sucking hard, she worked hard to make her Mistress cum. She knew the spots that made her Mistress moan louder and cum quicker. Her tongue and fingers worked those spots feverishly, and she was rewarded when her Mistress drove her mouth into Wanda's pussy to muffle her moans of excitement. Quickly Wanda changed her attack. She thrust two fingers deeply into her Mistress and bent them, rubbing her G-spot with her nails. That was the last straw. Anne lifted her mouth off Wanda's pussy, screamed, and came, flooding Wanda's fingers and mouth with her cum. Anne spoke quietly, "Cum freely," then drove her mouth into Wanda's pussy. Wanda kept her mouth on Anne, licking and fingering her with love and care. They built each other up together, feeling the rises and falls of their partner's sexual urges while trying to hold off their own urges. When they couldn't hold out any longer, they came. Wanda came first, having been given the freedom to cum. Anne tasted Wanda's internal juices and came as well, allowing both of them to cum and drink cum at the same time. Then Anne brought out Wanda's Christmas present. The teacher had bought a pair of vibrating nipple clamps. She attached each clamp and turned on the vibrator. The feeling of pain that started building in Wanda's body, a feeling she had missed since going to college, was now intensified by the buzzing from this strange place. Then Anne added a smaller vibrator to Wanda's pussy, allowing the teen to shudder more. After several minutes, during which the teen came once, Anne moved the dildo vibrator out of Wanda's pussy and into her ass. Wanda squirmed in joy at having the vibrations coming from a new position. Then Anne added a third, thick, vibrator to Wanda's pussy and turned it on high. The three vibrators drove Wanda over the brink. Three buzzes, all at different speeds, moved all over her body. Three sets of vibrations attacked her most sensitive sexual spots. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over her. Orgasm after orgasm followed close behind, as Wanda flowed freely. Finally, exhausted, she collapsed on the bed. Anne turned the vibrators off and let her teen lover sleep. ********************************************** The next morning, Wanda drove back to the airport, visions of the night before dancing in her head. She waited patiently at the terminal until the flight arrived. Astrid was easy to spot, being as she was the tallest woman on the plane at 6-4. She saw Wanda and flew into her arms. People wandering in the airport gawked at the tall woman bear-hugging the 5-6 Puerto Rican girl, but the two didn't care. They walked hand-in-hand to get Astrid's luggage. They got into Wanda's Mustang and fell into each other's arms, kissing and muttering how much they missed each other. Astrid's hand brushed higher and higher up Wanda's leg, and the girl smiled inwardly. She had really made a sexual creature of this formerly demure basketball star. "I can't wait," Astrid whispered. "I've missed you so much. Take me to a motel room and let's make love." Wanda smiled happily. She had already made such a plan, and drove to the room she had already rented. Once inside, the two teens pulled off their clothes and dived onto the bed naked. Astrid landed first, forcing Wanda to dive between the tall woman's legs and eat first. Astrid did not have the training Wanda had, and had not even played with herself while at home, though she wanted to. She wanted Wanda to have everything she could give her, and she gave her lots. The first orgasm came while Wanda was still licking the outer labia. Astrid needed to cum so badly, she exploded as soon as Wanda's tongue hit the lips. Wanda continued on, drawing the second orgasm when she split Astrid's pussy lips and licked up and down from the bottom of the pussy to the clit. The third orgasm came minutes later when Wanda finally drove her tongue deep into Astrid's wet pussy. Finally, when Wanda added her fingers into Astrid, the orgasms came one after the other without stop, until the 18-year-old was too tired to continue. Wanda called a local pizza parlor, and when the pie arrived, the girls devoured it quickly, rebuilding their strength. They donned robes only long enough to answer the door, but ate naked. With a couple of pieces left, Astrid finally spoke. "Good pizza, my love, but one topping is missing off it." Wanda looked puzzled. "What do you mean, babe?" she asked. "I got the supreme, the type you liked. What topping did they miss?" Astrid giggled. "Wanda topping," she said. She took the piece in her hand and smeared it all over Wanda's naked body. The shorter woman shrieked as the taller teen messed her body. But when Astrid then started licking the pizza toppings off Wanda's body, Wanda stopped shrieking and started moaning. Astrid's tongue started on Wanda's 38d breasts, licking toppings off each nipple. Then she moved down her abdomen, cleaning the bronze body under her. Tomato paste was cleaned off Wanda's inner thighs, and cheese cleared off Wanda's mons. Wanda had squirmed in delight as Astrid licked the pizza off her. She squirmed more when Astrid drove her tongue and fingers into her pussy. Astrid, following the teachings wanda had given her, went right for the G-Spot in Wanda's pussy. Wanda felt her body lift off the bed, and she came, streaming cum out her pussy. Wanda's Story Ch. 18 As one hand pumped in and out of Wanda's spasming pussy, Astrid's other hand reached for another piece of pizza. As the cum flowed from Wanda's body, Astrid caught it with the slice. Finally, as Wanda regained her senses, she saw Astrid, calmly eating a pizza slice covered with a wet substance. Wanda leaned over and took a bite too, smiling as she tasted her own cum on the slice. Afterwards, the two girls took a shower. Wanda made Astrid scrub her body clean. After all, Astrid had got it messy. When they got back into Provo late that afternoon, Wanda and Astrid were surprised to find Wanda's brother, Roger Catron, at Anne's house. "Hey, brother," Wanda called in greetings. "Hi, sis," Roger answered. Roger was 18, grown tall at 6-3 and in very good shape. With much more trepidation, Roger said "Hello again, Astrid," as the tall woman unfolded out of Wanda's car. "Hello, Roger," Astrid said, suddenly shy. "What's goin on, Rog?" Wanda said. "Well," he spoke, "I just thought you'd like to go to the movies." He spoke to both women, but his eyes were on Astrid. "I can't," Wanda said. "Anne has chores for me to do, then there's the dinner at Mom's tonight." "I'd like to go," Astrid said. "I'd just be in the way here." "Are you sure?" Wanda said to her college roommate. "Yes," she said. "I'm sure I'll be safe with your brother." Wanda smiled, then headed into the house. Astrid carried her overnight bag into the guest room, then left with Roger to go to the movies. Roger and Astrid barely saw the show. As soon as the lights lowered, the two started kissing together. For most of the movie they kissed and hugged. Roger's hands caressed Astrid's upper thighs, but the crowded theater and fear of rejection kept him from traveling his hand higher. Sooner, Astrid laid her hand on Roger's thigh. She slid her hand up a bit, and was surprised when she touched the head of his cock. From her limited experience with the male anatomy, she didn't expect to find the end of the cock so soon. Her hand, still outside his jeans, traced it up to its shaft. Roger moaned into her mouth as she gracefully felt the length of his rod. She moaned in appreciation at its length and width. Wanda had a toy this size, but she never thought she would find one in real life. Suddenly Roger moved her hand away. "Please, no, no more," Roger begged. "I ... I ... I don't ..." His shyness returned. Astrid thought she understood. She lifted her hand away, but both of them kept kissing. They kissed from opening scene until closing credits. They walked out of the theater, heading back to Roger's house for the dinner that evening. At the door, before going in, Roper and Astrid turned to each other and kissed again. This time, Astrid moved even closer, rubbing her pussy against his still-hard cock. Both of them moaned, then broke apart. They entered the house and Roger ran to the bathroom. There he masturbated until he came, thinking of Astrid all the time. When he came downstairs, his pants no longer had a telltale bulge. Wanda and Anne came in a few minutes later, and dinner was served soon after. In attendance at dinner, addition to Wanda, Astrid, Anne and Roger, were Wanda's mom, Lorraine Catron, Wanda's Sister, Wendy Catron, and J.L. Spillington, Lorraine's secret lover. Pork roast with fried apples, baked potatoes and broccoli with cheese sauce passed around the table. Soon only crumbs were left on the platters, with Roger eating most of the remnants. Then Lorraine rapped her wine glass, calling for quiet. "Kids, I have to tell you something," she said. "It's very important to me." The others at the table looked at Lorraine. All except for J.L. She alone knew what the announcement was. She slid out of her chair and stood out of sight. "I have to admit something to you," Lorraine said. "You know I loved your father dearly, with all my heart. But he's been dead for 11 years now, and I need someone in my life to share my love, and my happiness, and my sadness. Please don't be shocked, but I've fallen in love with my friend Lou." J.L., who liked being called Lou by her lovers, stepped around the table and hugged Lorraine, then softly kissed her. "I love you," Lou said. "And I love you, too," Lorraine said softly. Then she looked at the children and friends around the table. Anne already knew, having joined them for a night of sex. Wanda was smiling, glad that her Mom had someone in her life like she had in hers. Astrid was smiling, too, but her smile seemed to be aimed more at Roger than her. Roger's eyes were on Lorraine, but she would have bet her house that half the smile had to do with Astrid. Wendy, though, was another story. She stood up and ran out of the dining room. Lorraine followed her 15-year-old as she dashed into her bedroom. Gently she opened the girl's door. Wendy was face-down on her bed, bawling. "Honey, what's wrong?" Lorraine said. "Aren't you happy for me?" "I'm scared, Mom," the girl responded. "Why ever are you scared?" "I ... I." Wendy broke into fresh tears. Lorraine held her daughter tight. She felt the girl's burgeoning body under her clothes, but now was not the time to speak of that. After a while, the tears eased. "Mommy?" Wendy said. "Yes, honey." "I know Wanda's a lesbian, and now you're a lesbian." "I don't think of myself like that, baby," Lorraine responded. "But you are. You're sleeping with a woman now. You're a lesbian." "What's your point, baby?" Lorraine wanted to get to the bottom of the problem, not argue with the girl. "Will I be a lesbian, too?" Lorraine looked at her, shocked. "Why would you worry about that?" "Well, Mommy, I met a boy, and I like him. But, Mommy, are we doomed because I'll eventually, like Wanda and you, become a lesbian, too?" Lorraine would have laughed if the situation was not so serious. "Honey, you fall in love with someone that touches your heart, and your mind. Eventually you choose to give more than your heart and mind to your partner." Lorraine looked at Wendy with mock seriousness. "You'd better not give anyone more than heart and mind for a while, young woman." Then lorraine returned to her lighter tone. "But for me, I loved your father completely. And I've loved him for more than 10 years after he died. "Now I'm ready to move on. I didn't choose Lou as the one I would give my love to. But, like you and the boy you've met and like, it just happened. We started as friends, then grew close, then closer and closer. Now we're a partnership. how long, I don't know. Will I then choose another woman to love, or choose a man, I don't know that. "I do know that I'm not a lesbian. Bisexual, maybe. Lesbian, no way. So don't worry, my baby. you'll love whomever you choose, and I will never say anything about who it is." Lorraine kissed Wendy's forehead, then dried her eyes. "Mommy?" Wendy spoke in a whisper. "I love you. And I'm glad you found love, too." ******************************************** That night, Lorraine and Lou made love in Lorraine's bedroom, after the kids went to bed. As they played together, their focus on each other, they failed to notice Roger Catron watching the women together. His cock was in his hand, and he saw not his Mom, but two women doing things to each other he had never even thought of before. Mouth on pussy, Roger thought. Wow, she loves that. Now she's spreading the lips to lick deeper. Oh, god, that looks like fun. Holy shit! Oh .. oh ... Roger's cock jerked and the 18-year-old got his underwear over his spurting cock just in time. His orgasm matched Lou's cries of "I'm cumming!" Silently finishing himself off, Roger crept away while the women switched positions. As Lorraine came, Roger's door was open, and he heard his mother scream things he had never heard from her before. Things he had never done before. Then roger closed his eyes and started stroking his cock again. His mental image was not the women in the other room, it was Astrid. He imagined licking Astrid as he had seen his mother licking Lou. Then he imagined driving his cock into the pussy he was licking. Many strokes later, Roger spurted semen again. As for the woman Roger was thinking about, Astrid had her legs raised over her head as Anne drove a strap-on dildo into her pussy. Wanda was licking and kissing Astrid's breasts. But in Astrid's mind, it was Roger between her legs, pumping away. And it took all her strength to not scream "Roger" as she came. After Astrid came, Anne pulled the dildo out and slipped behind her slave. She raised up and drove the still-wet implement into Wanda's ass, fucking her anally for the first time since she had been back. Anne had planned this. She wanted Astrid to know who owned Wanda, owned every part of her. Wanda loved being ass-fucked by her Mistress. Anne was the only one she had ever allowed to fuck her there. When Wanda was ready to cum, Anne started slapping her ass, getting it red. When the redness glowed, Anne allowed Wanda to cum. Wanda released her juices, and Astrid, seeing them leak from Wanda's pussy, crawled over and licked them all up, taking everything Wanda let out. The three women made love together most of the night. When Wanda, who had to drive Astrid to school the next morning, was sent to bed, Anne and Astrid continued on for a while. Near morning, Astrid was close to cumming again. Anne had let the 18-year-old pleasure her for an hour, then started working on the teen, building up her orgasm slowly. Finally, after 90 long and arduous minutes, Astrid was begging to cum. She felt the need for release. But then, Anne sat up, leaving Astrid horny and needy. "Please, Anne," Astrid whimpered. "Please finish. I NEED to cum!!" "Listen to me," Anne hissed. She had planned this. "Wanda is mine, do you understand? She may make love with you, but deep in her heart, she loves me. Me, and only me! Don't try to take her from me, it won't work!" Having said that, Anne drove a vibrating dildo into Astrid's pussy, causing the teen to cum again and again. Later that morning, Wanda drove back to Boise State, with Astrid as her passenger. Wanda didn't notice Astrid's quietness, thinking it was only sleep deprivation. Astrid, however, wasn't asleep. She was thinking about what Anne said, her fingers playing with the necklace piece Wanda had given her. Wanda's Story Ch. 19 The basketball season was drawing to a close. Boise State had a losing record for the third season in a row, and the coach, Deidre Desyre, was worrying about her job. Near the end of the season she had started putting her younger players in extensively. As a result, Astrid Martin had seen her minutes played increase from 20 minutes a game to almost 30. She also increased her scoring average to 11.5 a game, and even had 6 assists a game as the primary ball handler. No one rooted harder for the better play of Astrid than her room mate and lover, Wanda Catron. Wanda was a fixture at center court at each home game, and made many appearances at road games as well. Astrid didn't know how Wanda got to the road games. Wanda had not told her roomie about the $11 million she won in a lawsuit against a porn company. Astrid's confidence was also lifted by occasional talks with coach DeeDee, as everyone called her. DeeDee and Astrid had become occasional lovers, a technique DeeDee used to improve players she felt needed that special lift. Despite the losing record, Boise State had one last chance. The Conference Playoff tournament was coming up in Reno, Nevada. Though the tournament was set for late February, during the school session, Wanda worked it out with her professors to travel to the games. And to be near Astrid. Astrid and Wanda had not been able to spend as much time together as either one wanted. During basketball season, the players were all housed in the campus athletic dorms. Astrid and Wanda were able to slip away together during home games, and occasional lunch hour rendezvous. Astrid also wasn't getting much in the way of sexual pleasure from Coach DeeDee. As a result, she was a sexual wreck. The team arrived in Reno on a Tuesday. Their first game was set for Thursday. After practice Tuesday, Astrid went up to Coach DeeDee with an unusual request. "Coach," the 6-4 freshman guard started, "my roommate from school would like to take the entire team to dinner tomorrow night, her treat." The coach pondered that a few minutes. Coach DeeDee didn't want to violate NCAA rules in any way. But having a dinner paid for by a student seemed to be acceptable, as far as she could remember. The coach approved and told the rest of the team. Dinner was memorable. The women were given a buffet consisting of roast beef, pork, potatoes, salad and a cake. Each basketball player and coach ate as much as she wanted. They made it a point to thank Wanda Catron. Wanda tried to spend all night with Astrid, but Coach DeeDee kept pulling Astrid away for pregame discussions. When dinner was over, Wanda invited any of the team members up to her suite on the top floor of the hotel. When they got there, they broke into smaller packs, talking in a group. Wanda finally found an opportunity to steer Astrid away to a corner, and asked her if she could stay. "I'd love to, but there's a bed check tonight," Astrid said. "Then how about I come over to your room?" Wanda said, half-teasing. "11 pm, room 2102," was the reply. Then Astrid softly kissed her roommate and hurried back into the main room. Wanda smiled, then followed her lover. A minute later, the door behind Wanda opened, and Coach DeeDee emerged, smiling and nodding. ************************* Wanda watched the second hand of her Rolex watch sweep around the dial again. Quarter till 11. Wanda checked her bag again. She had brought a strap-on, a vibrator and some lotion. She had wanted Astrid, and needed her loving. As the minute hand climbed to five minutes till the hour, Wanda left the suite. She took the elevator down to the 20th floor, then took the stairs up to 21. Astrid's room was the first one next to the stairs. Wanda softly knocked. Astrid let her in, closed and locked the door and pulled Wanda into a deep needy kiss. Wanda tipped her head up and responded, kissing the woman she had come to love. Minutes later they were naked together and in bed. Wanda was giving Astrid a massage, rubbing the lotion into her lover's 38c breasts. They were a bit sore from the straps Astrid put them in during games and practices, and Wanda was working to make them sensitive also, but in a different way. Her hands moved over Astrid's abdomen, then drifted lower. Astrid spread her legs, allowing Wanda to gently graze her fingers over the sensitive pussy lips. Astrid moaned happily. She also needed Wanda's pleasures. Suddenly a knock came on the door, and Coach DeeDee's voice was heard. "Open up, Martin! Bed check." Astrid pushed Wanda away, then called out "I'm in bed, Coach." "I said open up, so open up or you're benched!" Astrid climbed out of bed. Wanda slid on the floor between the bed and the wall, hoping the Coach didn't look too much in the room. When the door opened, Coach DeeDee entered quickly, then closed the door behind her. Astrid noted that the Coach locked the door. "Wanda, where are you?" DeeDee called. "I know you're here." Reluctantly, Wanda rose. She had had no time to put on a robe, like Astrid, so Coach DeeDee saw the 19-year-old in all her naked glory. DeeDee walked over to Wanda. She looked her over, then smiled. "Hoping to seduce my star player?" she asked. "well, coach, um ..." Wanda started to reply. "Mind in I join you?" Wanda's jaw dropped. Then DeeDee pulled off the sweat suit she had been wearing. Underneath she was naked. Her breasts sagged a little from age, but the 36c breasts boasted large areolas and stiff nipples. The pussy, though hairy, was undoubtedly wet. Astrid smiled, then spoke. "Don't I get a say in this?" she said. "No," both Wanda and DeeDee said, then both pulled Astrid's robe off her and pushed her onto the bed. Astrid's legs were spread wide, and both women started in on the basketball player's pussy. Astrid was in heaven. The very familiar feel of Wanda's tongue licked and licked. Then the softer tongue of DeeDee replaced Wanda's, licking in a different way. When Wanda returned to Astrid's pussy, she suddenly started moaning herself. Obviously DeeDee was tasting Wanda's pussy now. Wanda, the middle of this basketball sandwich, felt her orgasm growing. She worked hard to get Astrid into the same state. She wanted to show DeeDee how Astrid came when she and Wanda made love. DeeDee was trying to show Wanda how well she could lick pussy as well, and doing a very good job of it. All too soon, Astrid screamed and came. That orgasm triggered Wanda's, as the 19-year-old was overcome by DeeDee's talented tongue. Both women cried together, thrashing and cumming together. DeeDee then climbed on the bed and attacked Astrid's pussy. Wanda opened her bag and put on the strap-on, then spread DeeDee's legs. The dildo at the end of the strap drove into DeeDee's body, and the coach started crying out into Astrid's pussy. Stroke after stroke, Wanda drove into DeeDee. Quickly the coach built up emotionally. The cock entering DeeDee as she crouched doggy-style for the cock and licking Astrid's pussy was hitting all of DeeDee's buttons. Though the coach usually stayed away from men during the season, she decided that this alternative was acceptable, and having decided that, rode the toy for all she could. Soon DeeDee screamed in joy. Wanda pulled the cock out and put her mouth over DeeDee's pussy. Streams of female juices squirted from DeeDee's pussy, flooding Wanda's face. The orgasm made Astrid's cum too, and the double moans of women in the throes of sexual ecstasy once again filled the room. Both women then turned on Wanda. DeeDee pulled the strap-on off her, and put it on her own body. Astrid sat on Wanda's face, feeding pussy to the girl as deeDee fucked her missionary-style. DeeDee and Astrid's lips locked in a passionate kiss, and soon the room was filled with the throes of orgasm again, this time Wanda and Astrid. Finally, exhausted, the three women cuddled together and slept until the room service wake-up call at 7 am. ************************* Boise State had finished sixth in the Western Athletic Conference that year, and played third-seeded North Texas in the first round game. North Texas was a tall team, but Coach DeeDee decided to use the youthful legs of her mostly-freshman lineup to run the opposition to the ground. Several times during the game, North Texas seemed ready to explode and blow Boise State away. But each time, the young Mustangs ran past North Texas, closing the scoring gap while the older players seemed to try and catch their breath. With two minutes to to in the game, North Texas led, 64-61. Coach DeeDee looked at Astrid during a timeout and said. "Astrid, it's time to show everyone how well you can play. The next two minutes are yours. Shoot if you want. Pass if you want. But you're in charge. I know you can beat this team. Now go do it!" The girl smiled, then looked up at Wanda, sitting in the stands close to the Boise bench and blew her a quick kiss. When play resumed, Astrid was afire. She shot a 22-foot jumper to tie the score. She then stole the inbounds pass and scored a laying to give Boise the lead. A blocked shot at the other end led Astrid to pass to an open teammate for a third score. Then, after North Texas missed a three-point attempt, Astrid took the outlet pass in full stride and scored an easy layin again. 30 seconds had wound off the clock, and Boise had gone from 3 points down to six points up. North Texas took a time out, but it didn't help. Astrid stole the inbounds pass and hit a 24-foot jumper for a nine-point lead. From there, it was a game of foul and score. North Texas kept fouling any Boise player with the ball. The team made its free throws, while North Texas, thoroughly frustrated, missed their shot attempts until late. Boise won easily, 77-69. The girls whooped it up at midcourt. The underdog Boise team was moving to the semifinals. While they jubilated at midcourt, Coach DeeDee said quietly to Astrid, "11:30 pm, your room. Have Wanda there." After a quick shower, the team went out for dinner, finding a local all-you-can-eat restaurant. Astrid and Wanda sat together, dining and talking about the game. As the team loaded back into the bus for the ride back to the motel, Astrid pulled Wanda aside and told her about the comment from Coach DeeDee. Wanda, who had planned to go to bed early, instead took a quick nap and was in Astrid's room at the required time. Again the door was knocked on, and Coach DeeDee called out "Bed check. Open up, Martin!" This time Astrid opened the door quickly, and locked it after DeeDee entered. Both women looked at the older woman, wondering what was going on. "I have a confession," DeeDee said. "I'm a very superstitious woman. When something happens, followed by my team winning, I try and make sure that something happens again. Last night, we made love together, then we won the ball game. So, to keep my superstitious streak going, we have to make love again, if you're willing." Wanda answered by closing the ground between her and DeeDee. The 5-6 woman pulled DeeDee's head down and kissed the 6-1 coach hard. Her hands roamed over DeeDee's body, feeling the nipples responding through the sweats the older woman wore. Astrid joined Wanda. Together they stripped DeeDee and lay her on the bed. Then the girls stripped each other slowly. As each teen lost an article of clothing, the other teen's mouth was on that spot, kissing and licking it. Soon both teens were naked and wet from the licking. DeeDee was wet, too, but hers was centrally located between her legs. Both teens dropped to their knees and started licking the coach's pussy. DeeDee threw her head back and moaned. She felt the twin tongues piercing her body, penetrating into her pussy and dragging even more wetness, more excitement, from her body. She fought her growing ecstasy for a minute, then released and came, showering both girls with her cum. Wanda had thought DeeDee wanted more loving when she had been told by Astrid about the order, so Wanda came prepared. She reached into a bag at the side of the bed and pulled out a slim jim vibrator. She slid the small tool into DeeDee's pussy, getting it wet. Then she rolled the coach onto her side, and slowly inserted the slim jim into the woman's ass. As she did, DeeDee moaned. When Wanda turned the vibrator on to low, the coach's moans became groans. Astrid added her fingers into DeeDee's pussy and found the G-Spot, just as Wanda turned the vib on High. Coach DeeDee's groans turned into a body that shook and spasmed and came hard, flooding Astrid's fingers with cum, and filling Wanda's mouth, which had attached to DeeDee's, with a long hard scream. Then the women shifted. Both Wanda and DeeDee worked on Astrid. DeeDee put on a strap-on and fucked her star player, while Wanda's pussy lowered onto Astrid's mouth. As the 18-year-old licked Wanda's pussy, though, she imagined that the cock ramming into her body belonged to Roger Catron, Wanda's brother. Astrid had spent many lonely nights since Christmas masturbating while thinking of Roger. She had never made love to the boy, never even seen him naked, but she wanted to. Now, being fucked by her coach, she thought of the boy and came. She would have cried out Roger's name, but wanda's pussy on her face blocked all her sounds. The urgent moans coming from Astrid caused wanda to cum also, flooding her girlfriend with orgasmic juices. She loved Astrid, and felt that Astrid loved her, too. Wanda didn't know about her roommate's fascination wit her brother. ************************* The semifinal game was against the second-ranked team in the conference, Long Beach State. The 49ers had been to the NCAA Tournament before, and expected to go again. Whey also expected to steamroller past Boise. But the best plans of basketball players often go awry when faced with an opponent that has no fear of losing. This was the Boise basketball team. They had surprised themselves by beating North Texas. They didn't expect to beat Long Beach, but they would try. And try hard they did. The scrappy Mustang girls stayed right with the veteran team from California. They couldn't outrun this team, but the 49ers made enough mental mistakes so that, with 10 seconds left in the game, the score was tied. Long Beach had called a time out and was setting up for its final play. Coach DeeDee thought she knew what they would run, and started setting her defense. All night long, the main scoring option for Long Beach had been what was called the Pick And Roll. The 5-11 guard for Long Beach would lead her defender into a screen set by the 6-10 center. When the center's defender started covering the guard, she would pass to the center, who could shoot over the now-shorter defender. "Astrid," deeDee said, "I have a plan. Remember the problem you had with Angela, in practice before the season started?" Astrid blushed deep red. She remembered all right. Getting past that problem had caused Astrid and DeeDee to become lovers, and eventually forced Angela off the team. "Yes, Coach," Astrid replied. "When they Pick And roll, you'll end up on the Center. Use that move Angela was using on the center as the ball is passed. She'll miss and we should get the ball back. Just make sure the ref doesn't see you." The teams retook the floor. The inbounds pass did go to the point guard, who drove to her right. Astrid remained right on her, until the body of the center loomed right in her way. Astrid stopped, and took a defensive position against the center. As expected, the guard shot a pass at the center. Astrid, now guarding the tall woman, had one hand on her ass, which was allowable under the rules. Seeing the ref was not looking at her, Astrid timed her hand movement with the release of the ball. She slid her hand down the center's ass and cupped her pussy. She wiggled her fingers, then got a shock in return. There was a small cock between her legs! The center was a hermaphrodite! Astrid squeezed quickly. The center jumped, losing all focus on the game. The ball sailed past her, but the center didn't care. She threw an elbow backwards, catching Astrid on the nose. The 18-year-old staggered, then fell like a rock. She heard the whistle blow, and play stopped. The ref had called a flagrant foul on the center, which meant free throws for Astrid and her team also got the ball. From her position on the floor, Astrid could see there was only two seconds left in the game. Then the trainer was at her side, dabbing her nose with a towel. Astrid was amazed to see the towel come back red with her blood. Slowly Astrid regained her feet. She walked to the free-throw line at the opposite end of the court. As calmly as she could, considering the blood still trickling from her nose, and the pain that had started emanating from her face, the 18-year-old shot and sank her first free throw, giving Boise a one-point lead. Long Beach called time out to plan strategy, and Boise went into its own huddle. "Just hit this shot, Astrid, and we'll worry about the last two seconds later," deeDee said. "Coach, I'm sure that, if I miss, we'll get the rebound," Astrid said confidently. "I have something to say about that center over there that will shock her team." Astrid told the team what she found between the center's legs. Her team laughed, but was now prepared. Astrid went out for the second shot. she saw it was going a little off to the left, so she shouted as loud as she could, "LB CENTER HAS A COCK!" The Long Beach girls stopped in shock. The center turned her head towards Astrid, fury in her eyes. The ball bounced off the rim towards the center. But with her attention now on Astrid, the ball hit her on the head. Astrid's teammate Jezelle got the ball as the gun sounded, winning the game for Boise. The girls celebrated at the free throw line. The Long beach center glowered at Astrid and said "I'll see you next year." "No you won't," Astrid taunted. "I never go to watch the men's games." The center charged at Astrid. The refs stepped in and threw her out of the gym. The center was suspended for five game because of her efforts to get at Astrid. But none of that mattered. Boise was in the WAC Championship game! ************************ After the game, Wanda and Astrid, along with the team, went back to the restaurant they ate at the night before. The two girls sat at a booth in the back, talking and laughing about the find Astrid had made in the girl's shorts. They ate slowly, savoring the meal and each other's company. After dinner, Wanda took Astrid and the team to the movies. The team chose a current romance picture. While most of the women sat and watched the movie, Wanda and Astrid sat and kissed, reveling in their public display of affection. As they kissed, Astrid's mind slid back to the night when she and Roger went to the movies. The unexpected meeting with a hermaphrodite caused Astrid to again think of Roger, and the cock she felt. She decided she wanted to do more than feel it through his trousers next time. After the movie, Coach DeeDee reminded Astrid and Wanda that she would be doing the nightly bed check at 11 pm, then she winked at the two of them. When the now-familiar knock at the door came, and DeeDee's voice cried out "Bed check, Martin. Open up!", both women were ready for her. Astrid opened the door and let the coach in. Wanda was already naked and writhing on the bed. DeeDee stripped out of her sweats and started in on Wanda's pussy, tasting her juices quickly. Astrid, meanwhile, shucked the robe, revealing that it was her turn to wear the strap-on. DeeDee feasted on Wanda's pussy for a while, forcing two orgasms from the 19-year-old. Then Astrid rolled Wanda on her side, letting DeeDee continue to feast, but from a different angle. Meanwhile, Astrid had lubed the strap-on, and slowly inserted it into Wanda's ass. The teen screamed in pleasure and orgasmed immediately. When Astrid began pumping, Wanda forgot all about her training and started cumming continuously, nearly drowning DeeDee. Wanda's Story Ch. 19 After a while, DeeDee rose from Wanda's dripping pussy and pulled Astrid's strap-on out of the teen. She rolled Astrid onto her back, strattled her, and lowered her pussy onto the dildo. Astrid had never seen her coach in this position before, towering over her, breasts bouncing up and down as she took her pleasure from the fake cock. Wanda, too tired to continue, laid back and watched the women. Astrid reached up and pulled one of DeeDee's breasts into her mouth. She sucked hard, bringing a fresh moan from DeeDee's mouth. Then she sucked the other breast, getting that same moan. Experimentally, Astrid pushed both breasts together. Seeing the nipples draw very close to each other, the 18-year-old pulled DeeDee down and took both breasts into her mouth. The coach exploded immediately. Feeling both nipples in one mouth set off the orgasm she needed to have. DeeDee cried out in joy, leaking all over the dildo and Astrid's thighs. Finally, exhausted, DeeDee fell off Astrid, removing the dildo from her pussy. Wanda went over and started deep-throating the cock, cleaning it. She rolled her body and fed Astrid her pussy. The two women sixty-nined, with Astrid licking joyously at Wanda's pussy, and Wanda, in turn, sucking the fake cock and running her fingers over Astrid's pussy, buried under the leather of the strap she wore. Eventually, both women came. Then, arm in arm, they fell asleep next to DeeDee until morning. ************************ The Tournament Championship was against top seed UC Santa Barbara. The school had pounded Boise state earlier that year, but this was a different team now, younger, faster, hungrier. Boise came out and ran all night long. Coach DeeDee kept putting in fresh girls, keeping the running pressure on the Gauchos of UCSB. But it was not enough. In the end, the championship was taken by UCSB by 4 points, 89-85. Astrid scored 33 points in the finals, and had 5 assists and 6 steals. She was voted on to the all-tournament team for her play. Later that season, she was named Freshman of the Year by the conference, and made second-team All-WAC. But despite her efforts, Boise State's season ended that Saturday night in Reno. After the game, coach DeeDee pulled Astrid aside, then motioned Wanda over as well. "I have grown to love you both," the coach said, "but I think the writing's on the wall. I'm going to announce my resignation as head coach Monday. Thank you for everything you've done. Astrid, you're the best player I've ever coached. You took this team to the finals. Next year, I'll be hoping you make the NCAA's." Both teens grabbed Coach DeeDee and hugged her tight. She had meant a lot to Astrid, more than even she would admit to. The new coach was not interested in a lesbian lover, so Astrid had to content herself with Wanda and another player who joined the team her junior year. But for now, the woman that had recruited Astrid, coached her, loved her, was leaving. Astrid's life was changing. After the season, Astrid moved back in with Wanda. They resumed their lives as students and lovers. They also planned a trip to Spring Break. Wanda left the choice to Astrid, and she chose Palm Springs, California. Wanda bought the tickets, and made the reservations. Astrid made a phone call to Roger, and the high school senior also made plans to be in Palm Springs. Those plans were kept secret from Wanda. Wanda's Story Ch. 20 A week in Palm Springs. Sun, and sand, and hot chicks all around. Wanda Catron was drooling at the thought of a week away from the confines of Boise, Idaho. Best of all, she was going with her college roommate and lover, Astrid Martin. Astrid and Wanda had been lovers since September. The previous five months had been hard on them both. Astrid, a star on the Boise State women's basketball team, had been living in a separate dorm than Wanda. She had moved back with Wanda after the season was finally over. Both women had spent a few nights in bed together during the season. After the season ended, they had spent a few more, but they had both been bogged down with schoolwork. Now, with the calendar changing from March to April, they were off on their first vacation alone together. But fate sometimes has a way of intervening in any love life. It did that Thursday, the day before the women left. It started with a simple ringing of the telephone. Astrid answered it. "Catron-Martin dorm room. you're speaking to the sexy one. How can I help you?" A familiar voice responded. "Let me speak to my slave, please." It was Anne Franklin, Wanda's Mistress back home in Provo, Utah. Astrid had met her the previous December. They had spent time in bed together also. But there was no familiarity in Anne's voice. It was commanding, so Astrid obeyed. "Wanda, honey, it's for you," the 6-4, 18-year-old freshman cried out. Out of the bathroom strode a nude Wanda Catron. Wanda was 19 and very pretty, with olive skin, green eyes, 38c breasts that were very firm, a waist that could be thinner, and an ass that held whatever fat Wanda had on her body. She sat on her bed and took the cordless phone from her roommate, saying "Hello?" "Hello, my pet," Anne purred. "How are you today?" Wanda's eyes sparkled, hearing her Mistress' voice. "I am fine, Mistress," she replied. "How can I serve you today?" As Wanda talked on the phone, Astrid dropped to her knees and spread the girl's legs. She slid her head between them and slowly started licking the pussy lips she had uncovered. Wanda struggled to focus on her Mistress' voice through Astrid's playful licks. "I am fine, but lonely," Anne said. "I had to send Amber off to visit her parents, and I need someone around the house to help me." Wanda struggled to find words. Astrid had started licking an especially sensitive spot on Wanda's pussy. Finally she managed to say "How can I help?" "Come home this week, my pet," Anne said. "But ... but ... Mistress!" Wanda wailed. "I was going to Palm Springs. I wrote and told you!" Astrid slid two fingers into Wanda's pussy, causing even greater sensations of lust to roll through Wanda's body. But she was able to focus on her Mistress enough to hear her say "I didn't ask if you wanted to come home. I told you to come home." "Yes, Mistress," Wanda said. "I will be there late tomorrow night." "See you then," Anne said, and the 33-year-old school teacher broke the connection. Wanda pushed Astrid's head and hand away from her pussy. The 6-4 teen looked up at Wanda, confused. "I'm not going to Palm Springs," Wanda said. "Mistress wants me home. But I want you to go anyway. Everything's paid for. Go enjoy yourself." "I won't be able to enjoy myself near as much as if you were there," Astrid said truthfully. "Who else can I make love to?" She slid her fingernails playfully over Wanda's clit. Wanda shuddered. "You'll find someone, I hope. Then you'll come back here to me." Astrid looked at her roomie. "Well, if I'm not getting you for a week, I'm getting you now." With that, she pushed Wanda back on the bed and resumed her fingerfucking of Wanda's pussy. In and out went the fingers. Two fingers, then three, invaded Wanda's body. They curled in an upwards motion and found the G-Spot. Wanda's hips lifted off the bed when that happened. Wanda had been taught how to hold back her orgasms by her Mistress. But she didn't bother with that training now. Her first orgasm came up and Wanda let it wash over her, filling her pussy with juices and her mind with love. The second orgasm quickly followed the first, because Astrid chose the start of the first orgasm to suck on Wanda's clit. The third orgasm came when Astrid slid one finger from her other hand into Wanda's ass. The fourth took Wanda as Astrid rubbed the fingers in Wanda's pussy against the finger in Wanda's ass. She felt the rubbing through the thin membrane separating pussy from anus, and the joy flooded out of Wanda. Finally the girl cried out, "Enough! If you keep going, I'll miss my first class." Astrid pulled her fingers out of Wanda, crawled up her body and kissed her. The twin broken hearts the girls wore clinked together as they kissed. When put together, they said "True Love" which is what each felt for the other. The next day, Wanda drove Astrid to the airport, then turned her car east, then south, arriving at Provo, Utah near midnight. For the next week, she was Anne's personal body slave. She cooked, cleaned, washed her Mistress, made love with her every night, and did anything Anne asked of her. To Wanda, this was the greatest joy, serving Anne. ************************* Astrid Martin landed at the Ontario airport. A rental Mustang was waiting for her, and she drove east for 90 miles until she reached the desert resort of Palm Springs. She checked into her hotel, a fine one in the middle of town, and sat in her room awaiting a certain phone call. Two hours later, the phone rang. "Hello?" Astrid said. "Hi, beautiful," came the deep-voiced reply. Astrid knew immediately that Wanda's brother, Roger Catron, was on the line. "Hi, Roger. Are you in town?" "Just got in. I was wondering where I could get a room. Most of the motels in town have 'No Vacancy' signs up." "Come over here, to the Palm Springs Resort," Astrid said. "I have a room for two, but Wanda couldn't come along, so I'm all alone." "What happened to Sis?" Roger asked. "Anne," was all Astrid said. Roger could imagine the rest. "Are you sure?" Roger said. "Yes. Come to room 1245. I'll get a spare key." ************************* Roger hung up the phone and gulped hard. Despite his 18 years, he had never made love to a woman. And now, the most beautiful woman in the world (Roger's opinion) had offered her room to him. He was a little shorter than her at 6-3, but from their time together, it seemed Astrid didn't mind. His body was well proportioned too, though Astrid had yet to see any of it. She had felt it through his clothes, though. He drove to the resort slowly. The trip up the elevator seemed slower still. Then he knocked on the door, and there she was. He had spent many a night at home in bed thinking about this woman. And now, there she was, beckoning him in to her room, 1000 miles from his parents, and any chaperone. Roger entered the room and looked around. Wanda had rented a suite, with a living area, a small kitchen, and the bedroom. Astrid had made a quick dinner. "I thought we could stay in tonight, and get to know each other better," she said. Roger gulped, but agreed. While he was a bit nervous, he could tell his Big Fella wasn't nervous at all. It had gotten hard at the sight of Astrid, and was now straining at his jeans, hoping to get out. They ate dinner together slowly, talking about their lives since December. The lasagna was store-bought but good. The salad was from a bag. Neither one of them cared. Their focus was on each other. Astrid told Roger about the basketball tournament, and how she had found the hermaphrodite on the one team. Roger laughed heartily as she told how her taunts against the woman led to Boise State winning the game. She also spoke of her classes, and how well she was doing. She skipped over her and Wanda's love affair. Whatever she did with Roger's sister was of no business of his. Roger, in turn, talked about being accepted to University of Utah, starting in the fall. He planned to go into nuclear physics, and had studied hard to gain his admittance. He also failed to mention Wanda, his sister, and the college trust fund she had set up for him and their other sister. The fund was set up with funds Wanda had won in a settlement against a porn producer. Roger even had a copy of the DVD that caused the lawsuit, although Wanda didn't know he had it. After dinner, the couple chatted restlessly. Both had the same thing on their minds, but neither of them knew how to start. Finally Astrid said, "Let's watch some television." "Good idea," Roger replied. Both of them went to the couch, sitting close together. They turned on the TV and got a nice shock. The previous occupant of the room had left the TV turned on to the in-hotel porn network. Both of them looked on as a man and a woman screwed each other on the screen. All too quickly, though, the man came, ending the scene. The couple of minutes of sex had affected both of them, though. They moved closer, touching and cuddling. Neither of them moved to change the channel. After an obligatory scene showing some semblance of a plot, two new people appeared on the screen. The cheesy porn music swelled, and the couple started kissing. Their mouths were wide open, and tongues flew from mouth to mouth. Astrid and Roger watched as the man unbuttoned the woman's blouse, revealing her silicone-injected breasts. The man sucked on them for a bit, as Astrid said "Those are so fake." "How can you tell?" Roger asked. "They're too perfect," she responded. The nipples are perfectly centered, and they just don't look like they respond as well as natural breasts to his sucking." "How should they respond?" Roger asked innocently. In response, Astrid removed her own blouse, then her bra. Her breasts swayed inches from Roger's face. The boy reached out for one, holding it gently. He lowered his head, and started licking the light brown areola around her nipple. He watched in fascination as the nipple responded by stiffening, and the areola grew darker, getting goose-pimply at the same time. His mouth moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Astrid urged him on with small moans and whispers of "Yes, Roger. Lick like that. Oh, yes, love." Astrid then reached over and removed Roger's shirt. His chest had a slight hint of hair, and Astrid slowly ran her fingers over the boy's pectoral muscles. Roger shuddered himself at her intimate touch. "Roger, honey," Astrid said. "Look what's happening now." Roger focused on the TV again. The couple were quickly removing their clothes. As in almost every porn ever made, neither of them wore any underwear. The girl had grabbed the man's cock, and was deep-throating him while he stood and she knelt. "More unbelievable stuff," Astrid said. "First, why no underwear. Then, why is the woman always on her knees and the man is standing." Roger gulped, then spoke softly. "How else should she suck his cock?" Astrid smiled. Her hands went to his pants, and slowly opened the fly. She pulled down his underwear, and Roger's cock sprung up. It had been hard for a while, and now was showing it's need. It was 11 inches long, and drops of precum were already leaking from the tiny slit opening on the head. Astrid bent down and slowly sucked the mushroom-shaped head of Roger's cock. She had never done this before. Her only previous sex with a man had been a wham-bam-thank you ma'am experience. But Astrid had been practicing, thinking of Roger. Wanda had a variety of dildos, and Astrid, in private, had practiced with one she felt was about the same size as Roger. She had chosen well. Roger's cock was about the size of the dildo. Astrid's mouth opened wider, and slowly sucked Roger's cock into it. Roger responded with a deep moan. When Astrid came up for air, she sucked even harder on his shaft. Then, after taking a deep breath, she lowered farther down Roger's hard-on. The boy had never had anyone do this to him before. All Roger's sexual experiences had been with his right hand. This, he thought, was much better. He felt a tightening in his balls, and willed himself to hold back. Astrid's mouth dropped lower, and her tongue licked his shaft as the mouth worked on his cock. This, Roger knew, was better than anything he had imagined. Soon, Astrid shifted positions. She got on the carpeted floor, kneeling in front of the sitting Roger. She lifted off his cock with her mouth, and trapped it between her breasts. Cum seeped on to her nipples. While Roger watched, Astrid lifted her breasts to her mouth and sucked the cum off them. When the two looked at the TV screen again, the pairings had changed. Now there were two women, and one was furiously licking the other's pussy. Astrid smiled, then looked at Roger. "They're going at it much too fast," she said. "The best pussy lickings are slow and sensuous." Roger stood up and pulled Astrid to her feet. The boy lowered Astrid's skirt, then slid her thong off her body as well. Now that Astrid was as naked as Roger, she sat back on the couch. This time it was Roger getting on his knees and spreading Astrid's legs. Slowly, tentatively, Roger poked his tongue out and licked at Astrid's pussy lips. As he licked her, he tasted her female juices. They were oozing from her body, and Roger found the taste a bit weird, but acceptable. He licked harder, drawing moans from Astrid. He reached in and spread her pussy open, watching in awe as her clit came into sharp view. It was standing up from the top of her pussy opening. He moved his mouth over it and licked at it, causing deeper moans from Astrid. Astrid wanted much more, though. She whimpered, "Fuck me, Roger. I need your cock. Fuck me." Roger, although he had cum but minutes before, was already hard again. He raised himself up and moved his cock to Astrid's pussy opening, then halted, unsure of himself at this late juncture. Astrid reached down and took hold of Roger's cock. She put its head at the proper position, then urged him, "Push!" Roger pushed, and his cock disappeared into a pussy for the first time in his life. He felt Astrid's pussy lips close on his hard shaft, sucking him in deeper and deeper. He slid back a bit, then pushed forward, feeling the pussy respond to his movements. Astrid wrapped her legs around Roger's back, giving him better access. Astrid had the cock of her dreams inside her. She felt him moving tentatively inside her, and started pulling on his ass. Roger took the hint and sped up, letting Astrid feel the cock inside her move and jerk with each stroke. This was much better than the dildos Wanda had used on her. It was alive, and warm, and felt oh, so much better. Astrid grabbed Roger's back and held on, giving her hips the ability to move and match Roger's strokes. Because Roger had cum so soon, he was able to last his round. He moved harder and faster inside Astrid, reveling in that feel. He lowered his head and kissed her, startled by the heat that came back from her as she kissed him back. Suddenly her body stiffened, she cried out, and came, flooding Roger's cock with pussy juices. Roger found pumping into Astrid easier after her orgasm. Her body had finished lubricating his cock, so he slid in and out of her with ease. He sped up, and soon felt his own orgasm coming on, like a runaway freight train. Nothing would stop it now. He came, spurting deep into Astrid's pussy. the woman below him felt the cum shooting into her pussy, and held her lover tight. She kissed him hard, getting even more spurts from his cock. She held on tightly, as wave after wave of orgasmic lust and white semen flew rom Roger's body. When he was finally spent, he looked at Astrid and smiled. No longer would he be a boy. Now he was a man. They untangled slowly, kissing all the while, then Roger collapsed on the couch. Both of them looked at the TV, which was still running, and laughed. together they reached for the remote and turned the TV off. They no longer needed porn movies to guide their sexual fantasies. They had each other. Eventually they went into the bedroom and fell asleep, arm-in-arm. Astrid's last waking thought was wondering what Wanda would think about her vacation, if Astrid decided to tell her. ************************* Wanda Catron, at the moment, was not thinking about her missed Spring Break trip. She was not thinking of Astrid. All the 19-year-old could think of was the pain she was feeling. Se was strapped tightly to the X-Cross in her Mistress' dungeon, and that same Mistress, Anne Franklin, was beating her with a bamboo cane. This was the worst pain Wanda had ever felt, and she didn't even know why she was feeling it. It had started as soon as Wanda arrived home. Anne had ordered her to strip and go on the X-Cross. Wanda obeyed, and the beating started. It had gone for 10 minutes so far, with no sign of stopping. As the cane cracked on her back again, Wanda fought off a scream, then rasped out "Forgive me, Mistress. I am so sorry." Anne heard the plaintive cries, but ignored them. Anne wasn't really mad at Wanda, but she was releasing two months of pent-up frustration. What Wanda didn't know was that Anne had made Wanda's friend, Amber Anderson, a slave as well. While Wanda was at school, Amber was supposed to take care of Anne, like wanda had the previous year. But things didn't work like Anne had thought they would. Amber's former boyfriend, Erich Buchanon, had tried to come back into Amber's life. The women had driven Erich off for good, but not before a last night of sexual freedom. But that night had cost Amber dearly. She found she was pregnant, and carrying Erich's child. together Amber and Anne decided to not tell Erich about the child, and also not tell Wanda until the time was right. In Anne's mind, the time wasn't right yet. Because of the pregnancy, however, Amber's service as a slave had been curtailed. She still did housework, and occasionally was in the mood to make love with Anne, but both agreed that the BDSM side of their lives had to cease for a while. Anne, though, needed the releases that being a Dominatrix provided, so she sent Amber out of town for the week and called Wanda back. Now she was getting into the thrill of holding her slave's life in her hands. She beat savagely on Wanda, but was careful not to draw blood. Finally, though, she grew tired and stopped the beating. Wanda sagged painfully and exhaustedly on the X-Cross, until Anne released her. Then the teen collapsed on the floor. With her remaining strength, Wanda crawled to Anne's feet, kissed her boots, and said, "I love you, Mistress." Then she slept, right there on the floor. ************************* Astrid awoke at 5 am. She slid out of Roger's arms and went into the bathroom to pee. finishing that, she padded back into the bedroom and looked at the man sleeping. He was as naked as she was, and this was the first time she was able to study a naked man in person. Her previous sexual experience had not lasted long enough for her to even get worked up. Roger's body was beautiful. He was well-toned from working out, with a slight sheen of hair on his chest, arms and legs. The hair was dark and curly around his cock, which was twitching as he slept. Even now, flaccid as Roger slept, it appeared to be eight inches long. Lust grew in Astrid again. She wanted that cock back in her body. She crawled on the bed and aimed for the cock. She reached out and gently took the cock in her hand. Her mouth lowered, and her tongue darted out to lick the length. The cock twitched in her hand and grew a bit. Astrid licked again, and then licked from base to head. She tasted the little drop of precum that slipped through the slit. She licked back down, then up. Her hand made a fist and jerked on the cock, making it grow more. She slipped it into her mouth and started sucking on it. Wanda's Story Ch. 20 Roger was having a wonderful dream. He was with Astrid in a green field, blowing flower petals at each other. Then Astrid started licking those petals. When she took an entire flower into her mouth, Roger woke up. Astrid wasn't inhaling a flower, she was sucking on his cock. He moaned delightedly, letting her know he was now awake. Astrid heard the moan and shifted positions. Now that she had a partner the same height as her, she felt more comfortable as she placed her pussy over Roger's face. She lowered, and got his tongue sticking into her pussy as a reward. They started in a 69 position, licking and sucking each other, preparing each other for what was sure to follow. roger's cock was now at it's extreme length, and Astrid was taking it completely down her throat. she thanked God for Wanda's toys as she did. Meanwhile, she felt roger licking at her pussy. He was not as experienced as his sister, but that was to be expected. Also, his technique was different than hers. Wanda's licks were softer, gentler, meant to build Astrid up to her orgasm. Roger's licks were harder, rougher, as if the licking was only part of what he wanted. It was also part of what Astrid wanted as well. When the time was right, Astrid rolled off Roger. She got on her hands and knees, and aimed her upraised ass at his face. Roger got the message. He crawled behind her, raised up, and impaled his cock, doggy-style, into Astrid's pussy. It went as deep as it could the first thrust, and Roger was rewarded with a joyous moan from Astrid. For Astrid, she had found heaven. The hot meat of Roger's cock started rubbing directly on her G-Spot. This was a much better feeling than she had ever had while using a dildo, even a dildo on her G-Spot. It felt .. it felt ... words failed Astrid as her first orgasm overtook her faster than she thought possible. Roger loved this new position. He had a firm grasp on Astrid's butt, and that allowed him to control his tempo even better than the first, missionary, position had. He felt Astrid cum, and felt her squeeze his cock with her pussy walls. He moaned, and felt incredible, but didn't feel like cumming. He kept slamming his cock in this loving pussy, feeling his balls slap the rest of her vaginal lips, and watching as Astrid threw her head back when her second orgasm occurred right on top of her first. Astrid fought for breath. Her arms failed her, and her breasts fell onto the bed. But with Roger's cock inside her, her ass remained high in the air. When she started moving to meet his thrusts, her third orgasm hit, weakening her even more. And still Roger kept moving in and out of her, filling her better than anyone ever had. Finally, she found her voice. "Stop a minute, honey," she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. Roger's voice was ragged from his exertions. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing, baby, nothing. But I want to give you something no man has ever had, and no man ever will. Pull out of me, and fuck my asshole, baby." Roger had heard of this, and even watched it on pornos he had seen, but never thought anyone would want to do that in real life. "Are you sure?" he asked, looking for confirmation. "Yes," she replied. "Your cock is more than wet enough. Take my ass, baby." Roger pulled out of Astrid's pussy. She was right, his cock did glisten in the dawn's first light, shining through the curtained windows. He lifted a bit higher and grabbed the end of his cock. He positioned it carefully, then slowly pushed into Astrid's ass. He stopped immediately when she screamed louder than she had before. He was afraid he had hurt her. But she said, "More. Give me more," and he complied. Deeper and deeper his cock went. This was the tightest space his cock had ever been in. He never even imagined squeezing his cock as tight as Astrid's ass was. Halfway in, Astrid's screams changed to moans of intense pleasure. He started pumping in and out, driving his cock deeper with every forward thrust. Her moans increased quickly, and soon she was cursing him like he had never heard before. "Oh, yes, fuck my fucking ass, goddammit. Fill my fucking shithole with your goddamn cock. Ram it into me, damn it. Fuck me harder, fuck you. Harder!" Roger obeyed. With a hard thrust, he shoved his cock until it hit a wall. Astrid screamed and came. As she spasmed, Roger could hold off no longer. He started cumming as well, filling her ass with his white cream. The couple had their first simultaneous orgasm, cumming together hard. When they stopped, Roger pulled his cock out and slid onto the bed. Astrid flopped on top of him and they kissed. Astrid was murmuring words into Roger's mouth. When they stopped kissing, Astrid repeated what she had said. "I love you, Roger Catron." She then proved it by lowering herself down and taking the cock that had been in her ass into her mouth. She sucked at him, and licked him clean, then sucked him hard. Then she rose up, strattled him as he lay on his back, and let his cock impale her pussy. Slowly they made love, Astrid taking the lead this time. Roger lasted nearly an hour before cumming, giving Astrid all the orgasms she needed. Finally sated, they ordered breakfast. The rest of the week was spent mostly indoors, together, nude and in bed. When they did venture out, for meals, or a planned trip up the Palm Springs Aerial Tram, they could hardly keep their hands off each other. People could see they were young and in love. ************************* Wanda woke up with a dildo reaming her ass. She screamed, because she had been dreaming of her rape the year before. Then she realized it was only her Mistress, Anne, fucking her ass. Her screams lessened, then faded into moans. Anne had chosen a vibrating strap-on to fuck Wanda's ass. She had lubed it up and driven it deep. Wanda fought the urges to cum, feeling the need for Anne's love after the beating of the night before. Slowly, carefully, Anne brought Wanda to the brink. Then, she stopped. "What?" Wanda whimpered. "New lesson time, pet," Anne replied. "You will learn to cum on command, whenever I tell you a special word. For now, I will say it before you cum. It will be your signal to cum for me. Understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Wanda said throatily, the lust nearly insatiable in her body. Anne started again. Wanda was close to cumming to begin with, and now she was on the brink. "Benign." Anne said. Despite the meaning of the word, its results were anything but neutral and harmless. Wanda spurted cum from her pussy, a rare display of a squirting ability more commonly associated with Amber. Anne looked on gleefully as her slave came and came and came. When she was done, Anne pulled the dildo out. "That was the first lesson. More will come as the week goes on. When you go back to school, I know when I call and say your word, you will cum for me." Wanda looked forward to the lessons. Wanda's Story Ch. 21 Wanda Catron needed to cum. She needed to cum badly. The dildo in her pussy was buzzing away at high speed. The slim jim vibrator in her ass was going, too. And the pussy on her face was cumming, its delicious flow smothering Wanda and upping her desires. But she could not cum yet. Her Mistress, Anne Franklin, had not said the word that would let Wanda Catron cum. She knew, when that word was said, that she would flow buckets. And she would love it, too. It was Friday of Spring Break. Wanda had been at Anne's home in Provo, Utah, since very early Sunday morning. When she arrived, she was taken to the dungeon and given a severe beating. since that time, however, Anne had been training Wanda to cum on command. She had given her a special word, and Wanda could only cum when the word was spoken. The pussy on her face belonged to Anne. She was naked as well, giving Wanda the best orgasm she could give the 19-year-old slave. Anne, 33 herself, had a shapely body. Her 36c breasts were still firm, although they were currently bouncing up and down as she fucked Wanda's face. Her pussy was shaved. She earned her living as a school teacher, and had first met Wanda at school. When she bumped into Wanda at Wanda's then-work after graduation, she invited Wanda home. The rumors that Wanda was a lesbian had turned out to be true, and Anne seduced Wanda that night. Later, she made Wanda her slave. Right now, though, she was torturing her slave. Wanda was whimpering, her need to cum overwhelming the girl. Her 28c breasts were topped with rock-hard nipples currently, and her tongue was doing things inside Anne that only Wanda could do. She was a much better pussy-licker than Anne's other slave, Amber Anderson. Amber was not at home. Wanda didn't know Amber was Anne's other slave, nor did she know that Amber was 7 months pregnant. All Wanda knew, at the moment, was the need to cum. Sated herself, Anne rolled off Wanda and watched as she let out many whimpers. As a slave, Wanda was not allowed to express her needs. But this need was very evident on Wanda's face. The need to cum overwhelmed her entire being. Finally, Anne relented. She pulled the dildo from Wanda's pussy, put her face close to it, and said "Benign." That was Wanda's word. She reveled in the release Anne gave her. she came hard, squirting out her first two shots of womanly cum juice. anne licked and sucked deeply, drinking in what Wanda needed to give to her. Soon Wanda's orgasm faded. Anne took the slim jim from Wanda's ass, then whispered, "Benign." Wanda happily came again, her second orgasm more of a lasting flow than a squirt. But just as much came from wanda in orgasm two as in orgasm one. Anne drank until she was happy, then lifted her face. She crawled on top of Wanda and kissed her, mixing the cum on her lips with the cum on Wanda's. Both women wrapped the other in their arms. Both women were in love. The training had gone on all week. Today was going to be the final test of that training. After the women rested a bit, Anne said, "Let's take a shower. I want to go shopping." The woman led her slave to the bathroom. Wanda turned the water on and got the temperature right. Anne stepped in, then beckoned Wanda to join her. The teen gratefully joined her Mistress in the shower. "Soap me, my pet," Anne instructed. Wanda took the body soap and lathered her own body up. Then she grabbed her Mistress and rubber her soapy body all over Anne's, soaping her body as well. Anne moaned in joy as the teen's nude body aroused Anne's own. All too soon, Anne was as soaped up as Wanda. "Loofa, my pet." Wanda then got the foamy scrubber and started cleaning off her Mistress' body. She scrubbed from her neck to the bottom of her feet, until Anne was squeaky clean. Then, to prove all the soap was off, Wanda licked her Mistress from foot to head, ending at Anne's mouth in a hungry kiss. "Backside, pet." Wanda got behind Anne, soaped her own body again and rubbed her body on Anne's back. This time Anne could not hold back the feeling of Wanda's 38c breasts rubbing on her back. the nipples were stiff, and scraped at Anne's back, causing he older woman to get excited. ""Loofa, pet." Again Wanda scrubbed her Mistress' backside, cleaning it. The cleansing ended when Wanda pushed Anne's back, bending her at the waist. Wanda then spread Anne's ass cheeks and thrust her tongue against Anne's now-clean anal passage. Anne was in a sexual state of excitement now. She gave the command she occasionally gave during showers, "Lick, pet." This was Wanda's signal to lick at the ass opening, down the perineum, and on the pussy. Wanda's tongue darted all over the most sensitive spot on Anne's body. The woman held on to the hand-holds she had installed in the shower (for this exact purpose), giving her a perch as Wanda made love to her orally. Anne wiggled her ass in time with Wanda's lickings. She moaned and whimpered as Wanda brought her to the edge, then backed off a minute, then resumed her licking. This time, her tongue started at the pussy. A loud moan came from Anne as Wanda's tongue scraped at the perineum, then a deeper, throatier moan came when Wanda licked at the puckered asshole. When Wanda pulled the opening apart and thrust her tongue in (something Wanda only did in the shower), Anne shuddered and came. Her pussy leaked its fluids as Wanda's tongue was inside her ass. The orgasm subsided, and Wanda removed her tongue from her Mistress' ass. she lowered down and licked the cum from Anne's inner thighs and outer pussy lips. when her Mistress was clean again, Wanda stood, turned Anne around and kissed her, the signal the cleaning was complete for Anne. The older woman stood in a corner of the shower, watching in love and lust, as Wanda quickly soaped and cleansed her own body. When she was done, Wanda turned off the water and hopped from the shower. When Anne stepped from the shower, the still-wet Wanda had Anne's towel waiting. Wanda dried her Mistress from head to foot, making sure no part of Anne was wet. When she was done, she wrapped the towel around Anne, grabbed a second, smaller towel, and dried her Mistress' hair. This towel wrapped around Anne's head. Only then could Wanda dry herself, while Anne walked into the bedroom and dressed. When Wanda emerged from the bathroom, her own clothes had been laid on a chair in the bedroom. Anne had chosen a short top, baring Wanda's midriff, jeans with plenty of holes in them, and sandals. there was no underwear for Wanda to put on. Wanda dressed quickly and waited for her Mistress to finish. When Anne emerged, dressed resplendently in a tailored pantsuit, she said, "Come, pet. Let's go shopping." They went to the car and drove towards the store. ************************* At that same moment, 1000 miles west in Palm Springs, California, Wanda's roommate, Astrid Martin, was also in the shower. She was also not alone. Wanda's brother, Roger Catron, was in the same shower as Astrid. Like Wanda's mistress, Astrid was bent over at the waist. The main difference was that, instead of a tongue, it was Roger's cock that was steadily pumping in and out of Astrid's pussy. Astrid and Roger had been making love together for a week now. They had gotten together on the first day of Spring Break. Astrid, a freshman at Boise State University, had been the first woman to make love with Roger, a senior at Independence High in Provo, Utah. Despite the grade difference, both were 18 and both were in love with the other one. Astrid had found the doggy position to be her favorite with Roger. His 11-inch cock, taken from behind, was scraping at her G-Spot with a force and feeling unequalled by a dildo. Astrid knew the difference. During the past several months, she had been making love with Roger's sister at school. Still, it was Roger's cock she craved, and Roger's cock she was getting. The feel of the water spraying on her back added to her pleasure as Roger plowed his cock through her outer labia and into her vagina. He pumped hard, stimulating Astrid to greater and greater heights of lust. finally, unable to hold back any longer, Astrid came. Her pussy flooded with her juices, and roger felt them flow over his cock. The flow added even more lubrication to the 11 inches inside Astrid's body, so Roger sped up his motions. Astrid screamed in pleasure and came once more, and then a third time. As she came, she marveled at Roger's ability to hold off his orgasm. The first time they had made love, Roger came quickly. But by now, five days and about 20 sessions later, the man could hold off for quite a while. But he couldn't hold off forever. He whimpered that he was ready to cum, and Astrid heard the words. She pulled off of Roger's cock and turned around. She took him in her mouth, tasting his pre-orgasmic cum leaking from his cock, and also tasting her pussy juices on him as well. she took him deep in her throat and sucked hard. She pulled back, letting her tongue wrap around the shaft for Roger's added enjoyment. When she took him deep again, she used her fingernails to massage the back of Roger's balls sac. Roger started to cum. His first load drove straight down the back of Astrid's throat. then she pulled back her head and started pumping his cock. The remainder of his seed spurted onto her face, her hair, and her 38c breasts. When he was finished cumming, she spread the cum around her breasts and bent her head to lick it off. Then she turned her face to the shower spray and rinsed her face off. Clean enough, she kissed her lover passionately, letting him know without words how happy she was. And through the kiss, she could tell how happy he was, too. They got out of the shower together and dried off. Then they went back into the bedroom. Roger lay on the bed, and Astrid started sucking on his cock. The couple had found that Roger was good to go at least twice per lovemaking session, and since this was the last day they would be together for a while, Astrid wanted as much of Roger's cock as she could get. Soon he was hard again. He rolled both of them over, and slipped up Astrid's body. His cock found the valley between her breasts, and used it like a pussy, fucking her soft pillowy mounds hard. He liked the feel of his cock sliding between her breasts, and she loved the chance to lick his cock any chance she could get. They both knew that soon, his cock would be in Astrid's pussy, but for now, the breasts were fine enough. This lovemaking session ended over an hour later, with both of them so tired and sweat-drenched from their sexual experience that they needed yet another shower. Giggling like the school kids they were, Roger and Astrid jumped back into the shower to clean off. And once there, the urge to fuck came over them, and they found a way to make love a third time. Astrid knew they would now have to speed to get back to the airport in Ontario, 100 miles away, but she didn't mind. the more time with Roger, she thought, the better. That thought was quickly wiped away, however, by an orgasm, then a second orgasm, and then yet another orgasm, followed by the now-familiar feeling of Roger's cock spurting is cum into her body, this time into her pussy. ************************* At the Wal-Mart where Wanda used to work, the teen and Anne shopped together. They bought food, and school supplies, and clothes for Wanda. But Anne had not chosen Wal-Mart for its low prices. She had something else entirely in mind; a final test of Wanda's learning for the past week. The women were in the dressing room area, with Wanda trying on jeans. Anne walked up to the dressing door and said "Wanda, honey?" "Yes, Mistress?" came the reply from behind the door. "Benign." Anne stood on one side of the dressing room door and listened. A cry burst forth from Wanda. "Oh, Mistress ... Mistress. I'm ... oh God .. . I'm ... CCCCCUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!" And Orgasm Wanda did. She didn't care that she was in public. she didn't care that she had on new jeans that hadn't been paid for yet. All she knew was that when Anne spoke that magic word, her pussy flowed, her mind shifted, and Wanda had an orgasm, as she had been trained to do. Anne smiled. The phone operator, a little old lady whose station was at the entrance to the changing room, came over. "Is anything the matter? I heard screaming," she said. Anne and Wanda answered simultaneously. "No, nothing's wrong." "OK," said the old woman. She wobbled back to the phones then, as both Anne and Wanda burst into giggles. When Wanda came out a minute later, she had the jeans in her hand. The crotch was wet with Wanda's orgasmic fluids. They went to the operator and handed her the jeans. "We've decided not to take these," Anne said. "They're a little to small." The women hurried away as the old woman took the jeans. When she started to hang them up, she saw the wet spot. She tried to call the Wanda and Anne back, but they had ducked between the clothes racks and were out of sight. Over by the frozen foods, the two stopped and had a most excellent laugh. "I'll bet that old woman hasn't had a good orgasm in 50 years," Wanda said between bursts of laughter. "60, or I'm a man," replied Anne. both women laughed and laughed. Then they resumed their shopping. As they entered the checkout stand, they saw one of Wanda's friends from high school She had taken a job at Wal-Mart the same time as Wanda had, and the two women started speaking of old times again. But the conversation was cut short when Anne slipped behind Wanda and whispered into her ear, "Benign." wanda stopped in mid-sentence. Her friend, Bernadette, saw Wanda's face screw up in intense concentration. She watched Wanda whimper, then moan, then moan even louder. Soon Wanda was holding on to the check-writing table for support. Bernadette was about to call for help when she heard Wanda whimper, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Bernadette then turned a bright red from embarrassment. she blushed again after wanda straightened and Bernadette saw the wet spot on the jeans Wanda wore. Bernadette finished bagging and cashed out Wanda and Anne. The couple headed for the door, and had just stepped outside when they heard Bernadette behind them. They turned and she held out a bag for them. "You forgot this," the cashier said. She handed Wanda the bag, and Wanda also felt a piece of paper pass with the bag. Bernadette hurried back into the store as wanda shared the note with Anne. The note said "I want to cum like that. Please show me how. I'm off work at 6 pm. My number is 555-6902. Berna." Both women smiled. "Let's invite her over tonight, my pet," Anne said. "Yes, Mistress, let's." Wanda replied. They hurried home and started making plans for later that night. It would be a busy night, because Wanda had to go pick up Astrid at the airport in Salt Lake City at midnight. Wanda called Berna at 6:30 pm, and the woman arrived at the Franklin-Catron home at 7. She was 19, like Wanda, with long black hair that flowed to her waist, 34b breasts, and a large ass. She was wearing the clothes she had worn to work, a smiley-face t-shirt and a pair of beige slacks. The three women sat down to a dinner of chicken, wild rice and green beans, and Wanda and Berna continued their small-talk from the store. Anne waited patiently until dinner was complete, then cleared her throat. "Yes, Ma'am?" Wanda said, her focus instantly on her Mistress. Berna also quieted, wondering what was up. "Berna, your note said you wanted to learn how to cum like my Wanda came in the store," Anne said. "Was that correct?" "Oh, yes, Ms. Franklin, I do," Berna said. She still thought of Anne as her teacher from high school. "I could tell that was no "When Harry Met Sally" fake orgasm, because of the wetness that spread on Wanda's pants. "I've never been able to do that, not with anyone I've ever slept with. And to do it, clean out of the blue, was just amazing. Yes, I want to learn." "Orgasms are not taught, young lady, they are experienced," Anne lectured. "A proper orgasm comes from several factors. Stimulus os one factor. Care and control from your partner is another. And then there's the knowledge that you have experienced such an orgasm before, and can experience it again." "Then, Ms. Franklin, whatever it takes, I want to experience it." "Then tell me about your past sexual experiences. Pet, pleasure me while she speaks." Berna was a bit confused by the last part of the sentence Anne had spoken, until wanda dropped to her knees under the table, crawled to Anne, and gently started licking at her pussy. Berna saw Anne lift a leg over Wanda's back, giving the teen more angles to cover as she licked. Berna swallowed hard and started talking again. "I've had three lovers in my life," the girl started. "The first was very quick, each time we made love. It was like he went in me, and he came. The second lasted longer, but he never knew where to start. He was in a hurry to put his thing inside me, and by the time I started getting comfortable with him in me, I mean really lubed up, he came. The last, and the current, wants to pleasure me. He tries to lick my pussy, but I'm not sure he's doing it right. Then he fucks me, and I think I cum, but I've never cum like Wanda did." "We can help," Anne said. She was truly in schoolteacher mode now. "Let's go down to the playroom and start. Pet, lead the way." Wanda got up and silently walked down the hallway. Berna followed, with Anne at the rear, watching Berna's ass shake as she walked. A new play toy, Anne thought. How fun. Down the stairs the trio went. When Wanda flipped the light switch, Berna stopped and stared. This room had so much in it, she couldn't take it all in. She saw the bed against one wall. Near it was gymnastic equipment. There was a large wooden X against another wall, and a torture rack, too. There were chains dangling from the ceiling. There was a school classroom. there was a steel jail cell. And so many toys, lining the walls. Along with the toys, Berna also saw the whips, floggers, crops and bamboo cane. Truly, anything anyone can imagine was here in this room. "Class time, my pet," Anne said. As Berna looked over at Wanda after Anne spoke, she noticed that the teen had shed all her clothes while Bernadette had looked around the room. This was a requirement of Anne's, one Berna didn't know about. Anne strode to the teacher's desk and sat atop it. Wanda sat in one of the chairs. Berna sat in the chair next to Wanda. "The first thing we need to go over is lubrication," Anne said. "It's obvious you have never had your pussy licked expertly. This licking gets the juices in your pussy flowing. It then allows things (Anne refused, at home, to mention the word "cock" while speaking about a man) to enter your body easily. "Allow us to show you. Pussy, my pet." Silently Wanda got up. She dropped to her knees at Anne's feet. Anne spread her legs, showing Berna she wore no panties. As Berna got up and watched, Wanda's tongue gently started gliding over Anne's pussy. It started at the bottom of the slit, and worked upwards. When it reached the top, it teased by licking several times. Berna knew she was licking the clit, although it wasn't visible. Wanda repeated her licks several times, eventually drawing out the shy clit. When the clit was exposed, Wanda sucked on it as her fingers slid into Anne's pussy, spreading the inner labia open. Then Wanda's tongue drove deep into Anne, licking inside her body. Anne moaned softly, then whispered, "Stop." Wanda obeyed instantly. "Do you see?" Anne said. "Feel me now. Feel how wet I am." Berna shyly touched her former teacher's pussy. She was indeed wet, and the lips were swollen well above the size they started at. Anne grabbed Berna's hand, and forced her middle finger inside herself. Berna felt then how wet Anne was on the inside. Wanda's Story Ch. 21 "Now, Berna," Anne said huskily, "we will show you how you should feel when you're that wet. Pet, lick her." Wanda turned on her school friend. Her hands rapidly undid Berna's slacks, lowering them to the floor. Berna kicked off her shoes just in time to allow the pants to slide off her. Wanda then followed with the panties Berna wore. Berna blushed as her hairy pussy was exposed to these two women. "Hold on a minute, pet," Anne cried out. "Go get the shaver." Wanda bounded to a corner of the room, and returned with a rechargeable electric razor, a Venus shaver, and shaving lotion. Anne explained quickly what was about to happen and why. "Many men don't like to lick a hairy bush, Berna," she explained. "They get hairs in their teeth and it becomes a turn-off for them. Now, I admit that some men find a hairy pussy a turn-on. But until you get a man that wants a hairy pussy, shave yourself. And you don't have to go fully shaven, either. You can bikini cut, or landing strip, or an arrow, or any design you want. What you do with your pussy becomes a treat for the person that sees it." "Why are you and Wanda clean-shaven?" Berna asked, having noticed both bare pussies. "I demand it of my slave, and I do what I demand, to show it can be done," Anne explained. "I'd like a landing strip," Berna decided, and Wanda went to work. She shaved the teen until she had a short sheen of hair with the electric razor. Then, using the Venus blades, she cut most of the remaining hair, until just a strip of hair remained, going from the top of her mons to just above her clit. Berna looked on in approval. So did Anne. "Very well done, my pet," Anne said. "Now, show Berna how a good pussy licking feels." Wanda spread Berna's legs and started licking. Berna had never felt a woman's tongue before, but within seconds had forgotten it was a woman licking her, because the heat coming from between her legs started rising by degrees with every lick. She moaned and groaned, closing her eyes as she felt the tongue on the outside of her pussy. But then she felt Wanda spread her pussy lips, and the sensations tripled when the tongue jabbed inside her body. Berna could feel the juices flowing inside her, she could feel getting wetter and wetter. She felt a strong desire to let loose. Then she felt Wanda's face bump into her body. She opened her eyes and saw Anne, now as nude as Wanda, pumping something into Wanda from behind. Wanda moaned desirously, but kept on licking Berna. The long-haired teen stared in amazement and lust as Anne pumped in and out. She could barely see something purple between Anne's legs, though she could see now that Anne wore a belt around her middle. Just before Berna went over the top, Anne said, "Stop, my pet." Wanda lifted her mouth from Berna's pussy, emitting a loud moan as she did so. Anne continued in lecture form. "This is the doggy position," she said. "The receiver, you is on hands and knees. The giver is behind you, fucking your pussy. This allows that person to strike your G-Spot. Do you know where it is?" "No, Ms. Franklin," Berna admitted. "Pet, get her G-Spot." Anne's order was instantly obeyed by Wada. Her fingers thrust into Berna and curled upwards. The nails scraped the roof of Berna's vagina, and the world exploded. Stars shot through Berna's eyes. Berna's mouth opened and an excited scream emitted. Her pussy flowed and flowed. Berna had her first real orgasm at that moment. She knew she would never forget it. When Berna calmed down, Wanda's hands were back on the floor, and Anne was stroking harder and harder into her. She heard Anne say "Benign," and wondered why she would say such a word. But with the spoken word came a blissful cry from Wanda, and her body shook. Berna could tell she was having her own orgasm, one as hard as he had in the Wal-Mart when Berna was checking her out. After Wanda's orgasm, Anne pulled the long strap-on dildo, which Berna now saw she was wearing, out of Wanda's pussy. Wanda collapsed happily. Anne said, "Kneel, Berna. Now you will feel what a doggy fucking feels like." Berna quickly obeyed. If that first orgasm was any indication, Berna could not move fast enough. She wanted much more of that, and this was the promise of more. Anne shoved, and the strap-on invaded Berna's pussy. It dropped down a bit when Anne lifted herself up, and hit the G-spot right away. Berna cried out in joy as the dildo rubbed back and forth over the inner temple of orgasm. Berna was seconds away from cumming. Then Wanda slid under Berna and placed her pussy near Berna's mouth. Without conscious thought that she had never done this before, Berna bent and licked, trying to remember what they had done, to each other and her. When Berna's orgasm hit, she was tongue-deep in Wanda's pussy, and her scream of joy was muffled by the thighs around her head. But soon a second orgasm washed over her, and Berna rose her head long enough to scream her joy as she came again. Then she returned to licking Wanda's pussy. Anne said "Benign," again, and Wanda responded by cumming. Pussy juices flowed over Berna's tongue and mouth. Just as Wanda came, Berna came again, and her scream was drowned out by Wanda's own orgasm. the two 19-year-olds came hard, then Berna collapsed into Wanda's arms. Reflexively, the two kissed, giving each other the post-coital caresses they needed. Anne watched, smiling. She knew Berna would be back. ************************* High above the skies of Nevada, Astrid and Roger sat, side-by-side, in the Southwest Airlines 727 jetting home. They were still feeling the pent-up feelings of a week's worth of fucking, and both knew they would be apart until late May. They cuddled as close as they could, and kissed deeply. Suddenly Astrid's face brightened. She whispered, "I'm going to the head. Come back there in five minutes if no one else is around the back. If there is, I'll come out in six. you'll enjoy it." Roger smiled as he watched Astrid stride to the back. He suddenly realized what she was going to do, and his smile increased. He looked at his watch. The longest five minutes of his life passed, then Roger got up from his seat. He sauntered to the back. The flight attendants were serving drinks and very busy, and no one else was waiting by the bathroom doors. One had the "Occupied" sign up, and roger knocked, then whispered "It's me." The sign clicked to "Vacant", then the door slid open. Astrid was inside, naked. Roger dashed in, then closed and locked the door behind him. Astrid was already sliding onto the toilet and pulling open his pants. His cock, hard again, sprang from his shorts. She slowly sucked it into her mouth, getting it lubed up for the job it was about to perform. Roger started to moan, then realized that a noise like that would give them away. So he bit his lower lip and silently enjoyed the mile-high blow job. Back and forth Astrid's head went, sucking him in and slowly licking him out again. Soon she took him all the way out, and turned around. she bent, and Roger knew to slide his cock into her pussy. Deeply he thrust, first time. He pushed too hard, though, and her head banged against the bathroom wall. Still, they were joining the Mile-High Club, and they didn't really care if they were caught. Roger pumped away happily. After the initial bump, Astrid took care to hold herself in one place. roger felt himself getting closer to cumming, and whispered that fact to Astrid. The girl pulled him out of her and awkwardly they turned in the cramped bathroom. Now Roger sat on the toilet seat, his cock aimed high. Astrid faced him, spread her legs, strattled him, and impaled herself on his shaft. She bounced up and down now, growing close to orgasm herself. Roger found the perfect tool to hide his moans. He grasped one of Astrid's bouncing breasts in his mouth and sucked hard. But it caused Astrid to moan, and a sudden knock came from the door. "Are you OK in there?" came the voice of a female flight attendant. Cautiously, Astrid stopped bouncing. She said, in a very squeaky and, to roger's mind, lust-filled voice, "I'm OK. Just having a hard time in here." Roger giggled. He was the hard time. "If you need anything, just push the button," the attendant responded. "I have what I need. thanks," she replied. Then she started riding Roger again. Her orgasm came seconds later. To hide her moans, she leaned over and bit his shoulder. He took the pain, but the sudden jolt put him over the top too. He came, hard, filling her with his sperm. She bit again, showing she was having her second orgasm with his first, and they were cumming together. When they finally slowed down, Astrid and Roger reluctantly broke apart. Astrid threw her dress over her body and her underwear into her handbag, then exited the bathroom first. Roger locked the door, took a pee, then exited a couple of minutes later. Halfway back to his seat, an attendant stopped him. She smiled at him, then handed him a slip of paper. She whispered softly "Sounded like fun. Call me for more fun." Roger looked her over. She was short, with smallish, firm breasts and a winning smile. He nodded, then went back to his seat. He pocketed the number without telling Astrid. He was unaware that Astrid had gotten the same note, which was her phone number, and response from the attendant he had. The couple kissed, then both said, at the same time, "I love you." Then they, the two newest members of the Mile High Club kissed and kissed until the plane landed in Salt Lake City. When they left the plane, they got an especially big smile from the one attendant, then exited and saw Wanda waiting for them. She was surprised to see Roger, though Astrid covered by telling her they had met at the airport and had the same flight home. Roger then told tales of visiting Disneyland and Hollywood. Their rendezvous was kept a secret. The next day, Wanda and Astrid headed back to Boise State for the remainder of their freshman year. Wanda's Story Ch. 22 Time flew by for Wanda Catron and her college roommate and lover, Astrid Martin. Their return to school signaled the most difficult time of the year, the push to finals. Still, they did have time for some pleasurable moments. The first came April 20. Astrid turned 19 years old, and that night, the women celebrated. Wanda teasingly took Astrid over her knee, bared her ass, and started spanking her. The plan was to give her 19 swats. But with every swat, Astrid moaned a little louder. The first few moans were of the painful sort. But then those painful moans turned to pleasure, and then to joy. Wanda kept going long after 19, and about swat 30, Astrid came hard. Then Astrid took Wanda over her knees and returned the favor until Wanda also came. Their sex life curtailed soon after that, as both women worked to pass their final exams. Astrid got mostly Bs, but Wanda could only manage Cs, except for the B+ in English, the subject her Mistress, Anne Franklin, taught. After the last final, both women loaded their stuff into a trailer and locked it away for the summer. The things they would need for the summer went into Wanda's trunk, and they drove to Provo. Because Wanda had used her annual allowance of $200,000 to buy them things throughout the year, Astrid had a lot of money left over. She decided to spend the summer in Provo, and rented a furnished apartment not far from the Catron home. Unbeknownst to Wanda, Astrid had fallen in love with her brother, Roger Catron. The nights that Astrid was not at Wanda and Anne's home, or one of them (or both) were at Astrid's, Roger was over there. Roger and Astrid loved each other with a deep passion, a passion that grew throughout the summer. Wanda spent the summer worrying about Amber Anderson. Once again, Amber was not home with Wanda and Anne. Again, unbeknownst to Wanda, Amber had delivered her baby on May 10. The girl was named Lisa, and Amber was sent to spend the summer in an apartment on the outskirts of Provo. Anne made sure she got over to Amber's apartment several times a week, to love the tiny gymnast, and be the second mommy for Lisa. The highlight of Astrid's summer was her first threesome with Roger. They had met a flight attendant on their trip back from Spring Break in early April. she had given each of them her phone number. Soon thereafter, after the two had finished phone sex together, Roger mentioned the note from the flight attendant. "I got one, too," Astrid said. Both decided they would rather have each other, and Astrid forgot about her note. One night in mid-July, as Astrid and Roger lay in bed together between sessions of sex, Roger brought up the note again. "I think we're ready to add a third to our bed, for at least one night," he said. Astrid cuddled against him and nodded. Her mind wondered who that third could be. Her partners thus far had been Wanda, Anne and Roger. both the women were out, she knew. She assumed Roger would bring one of his friends in. "Remember that stewardess who gave us that note?" he asked. Astrid suddenly remembered her. Is that who Roger wanted to add? "I will, on one condition," she said. "What, baby?" roger replied. "Next time you bring up a threesome, I get to choose." "Agreed." Two nights later, the attendant, Jennifer Connors, knocked on Astrid's door. She was short, only 5-2, and was wearing a short green dress. The dress matched her eyes. Roger noticed that her breasts had grown since that day on the airplane, and mentioned it. "I have to strap them down when I fly," she said. "My breasts are 40dd, and I'd knock someone out if they were their full height." With that, she pulled her dress off, revealing a matching green bra and panties set. Seconds later, her bra was off, and her breasts hung free and visible to the couple. Both of them descended on Jennifer in a flash. Each breast was taken into a mouth, and a contest ensued to see which one could suck more titflesh into their mouth. Astrid won easily, having the advantage of knowing how to suck cock and breathe at the same time. But the real winner was Jennifer, who moaned happily. When her breasts were freed, the nipples pointed greedily straight ahead, ready for more. Roger unzipped his pants, and Jennifer saw the long cock he possessed. Her eyes lit up, and Astrid smiled. She didn't mind sharing his cock, because she was confident he was hers. Roger sat in a chair, and Jennifer dropped on her knees before him. Astrid watched as Jennifer tried to suck his cock. She got eight inches in before she had to stop. She used her hand to conceal the remaining three inches, pumping as she sucked on him. Wanda tapped Jennifer's shoulder. The woman pulled her mouth off Roger, and Wanda took her place. She proved she was the better cock-sucker by deep-throating Roger all the way to his balls. Now it was Jennifer's turn to look on in awe as Astrid bounced her mouth up and down on Roger's hard rod. Jennifer slipped under Astrid and lifted her head up. She took Roger's balls into her mouth, giving his entire scrotal section a deep suction. Astrid lowered her panty-covered pussy onto Jennifer's abdomen and started squirming. The juices started flowing, and soon Astrid's thong was soaked and leaking on to Jennifer's body. The woman felt the wetness, released Roger's balls and scooted lower. In her lust, Jennifer ripped Astrid's thong away and drove her tongue right into Astrid's pussy. The 19-year-old basketball star screamed onto Roger's cock and came, needing the internal presence of something in her pussy for release. Roger felt Astrid cum and came as well. Astrid had the presence of mind to release his cock and let his sperm shoot free. It his Astrid's abdomen and her upper mons. A few spurts hit Jennifer's face as she sucked the cum from Astrid's body. Both teens shuddered as they came, and soon relaxed. But Jennifer was only starting. Her mouth went to Roger's cock and sucked him hard again in minutes. She rolled onto her back and cried out, "Fuck me, stud!" Roger needed no encouragement from Jennifer, not approval from Astrid. He towered over her, and buried his 11-inch cock deep into her tiny body. He pulled one of Jennifer's massive tits into his mouth, and sucked as he stroked. Astrid took the free minute to finish undressing. She was no slouch in the looks department herself. A tall woman at 6-4, she had 38c breasts, a slim waist, and smallish butt from all the running a basketball player does. She started masturbating, watching her man fuck another woman. She was amazed at how much movement Jennifer put into her lovemaking. It seemed that every part of her body was in motion. Her hips rose and fell with Roger's thrusts. Her breasts bounced as he slammed into her. But also her hands moved up and down his body. Her legs caressed his legs. Her head flopped from side to side in lust, kissing rougher every time her lips got in close contact with his body. She came hard, screaming obscenities as she orgasmed. Roger kept pumping, right through the orgasm. When her orgasm slowed, she told Roger to pull out. He did, and she got on her hands and knees. Roger drove his cock right back into her again. This time, Astrid slid under Jennifer's face, letting her lick the pussy she had been playing with. Astrid could feel the fucking roger was giving Jennifer through Jennifer's tongue. It drove deeper into Astrid's pussy each time Roger stroked into the small woman. The new sensation of in and out tongue thrusts drove Astrid almost to the brink, as it also drove Jennifer to orgasm. But once again, the flight attendant called a halt to Roger's steady strokes for a change. Jennifer climbed onto Astrid's body, placing her mons on Astrid's. Their pussy gashes seemed to make one long pussy for Roger to fuck. And Roger took advantage. He buried his cock into Astrid's pussy, as the tall girl lifted her legs around Jennifer and wrapped them around the attendant. Jennifer ground her mons onto Astrid's mons, like it was Roger's groin grinding her. But the different feelings, the grinding in counterpoint to the fucking, slid Astrid over the edge and she came while Roger's cock was buried inside her. Jennifer started cumming as well, just as Roger shifted his cock from Astrid to Jennifer. The woman needed the cock more than she cared to admit. Her more forceful orgasm flowed over Roger's penis, flooding his cockhairs and matting them to his body. Again he shifted to Astrid, and again he pumped until his girlfriend came. Roger was close to cumming himself, needing the release desperately. He whimpered her had to cum, and Astrid said "In Jennifer, lover." Roger obeyed, pulling his cock out of Astrid and into Jennifer. He pumped a few times, priming himself. When Jennifer started cumming again, Roger released as well, adding his seminal flood to her own vaginal one. Their juices combined even as their moans mingled in the air. Finally, exhausted, Roger dropped to the floor. Astrid rolled Jennifer onto her back and ate the cum and semen from Jennifer's pussy, drawing yet another orgasm from the 5-2 flight attendant. Finally exhausted, the three slept on the couch. When Roger and Astrid awoke a couple hours later, Jennifer was gone, with only a note left behind. "Thank you for a great time. Call anytime. J." Roger and Astrid celebrated their first threesome with a long, slow, romantic fuck before Roger headed home, then, a month later, off to the University of Utah. Wanda, meanwhile, turned 20 the day she and Astrid returned to Boise State. Anne celebrated the birthday and departure with the second annual Sundance Fuckfest, as her flyer called it. Once again, Wanda and Anne's friends gathered at the Sundance Ski Resort in the mountains outside Provo to celebrate Wanda's birthday with an all-night sex spree. And this year, Astrid came as well, proving to many she was as adept at laying women as she was playing against women on the basketball court. ************************* The sophomore year went swiftly. The new women's basketball coach centered the offense around Astrid, and the girl responded with a 20.6 point per game average. Boise climbed to fourth in the conference, but lost to top-seeded Nevada in the semifinals of the conference tournament. While Wanda still traveled with the team, there were no more orgies with the coach, as the new woman in charge of the team was an avowed heterosexual. In addition, Wanda was having her own troubles at school. Her grades were improving, in everything except World History. And therein lies our story. The teacher. Dr. Rhonda Grates, asked Wanda to stay after the first day of class, the Wednesday after school opened. "You're Anne Franklin's girl, aren't you?" Rhonda said right off the bat. "Yes, I am," Wanda replied. SMACK!! Her ruler slammed on the desk. Wanda jumped. "You will always address me as Dr. Grates, or Ma'am. Do you understand, girl?" The tone left no doubt that she was to be obeyed. "Yes, ma'am," Wanda said, too scared to do anything but obey the woman. "On your knees before me, girl!" Rhonda commanded. Again, Wanda obeyed. "From now on, I am your Mistress," she said. "You will do what I tell you. Do you understand?" "No, I don't," Wanda admitted. "Little girl, it is very plain. You will obey me, obey my every order, no matter what I tell you, or you will flunk this class and I will see that you are expelled. Do you now understand what I have told you?" "But ..." Wanda began. WHAM! The ruler smacked Wanda's backside. She howled in pain, and looked up at the teacher. But Rhonda spoke first. "Slaves do not question. Slaves obey. Now you will obey me totally or be expelled. That is all you need to know. Now get out of here, but arrive 15 minutes early for class Friday. And do not tell anyone. I will deny this conversation, and have you expelled for harassing a teacher." Wanda left the classroom, uncomprehendingly. Should she do what she had been told? Would Dr. Grates follow through? And should she tell anyone? In the end, Wanda decided to wait a day and see what would happen. The next day, Wanda got to class at the regular time. When Dr. Grates called roll, she loudly said, "Wanda Catron, F for the day for failing to do your assignment." Others looked at her quizzically, but Wanda's face was a tale of rage and frustration. "See me after class, Ms. Catron." After class that day, Rhonda said, "You will do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it, or I will flunk you. Then, when you reapply for this course, I will make sure you get me. You will continue flunking until you do what I tell you, when I tell you. Do you understand, little slave?" Wanda nodded, not daring to say anything. Wanda knew that, if she spoke, the vilest things would burst from her mouth. Rhonda went on. "Monday, come to class wearing no panties. Sit in the front row. When I call your name in roll, spread your legs so I can see you are pantiless. Now go, little girl." Rhonda scampered from the room. Over the weekend, Wanda brought up Dr. Grates' behavior to her lover and roommate, Astrid. Astrid had a simple answer, but not necessarily the one Wanda wanted to hear. "Go pantiless, honey," the 6-4 woman suggested. "She can't do anything in class, and in the front row, no one will see but her. show her what she can't get." Wanda agreed, and went pantiless into World History on Monday. when her name was called, she said "Here" and spread her legs. Rhonda smiled and licked her lips, then continued with the class. But even in the simplest of moments, danger lurks. Ms. Grates' lecture was on the feudal system of the early 10th century. She started bringing students up to the lectern to act as Lords, Ladies, townspeople, then down to serfs and finally, slaves. When she mentioned slaves, she called Wanda to the front. She had Wanda stand, facing the audience, at the lowest rung of the stairs leading up to the lectern. Her lecture continued, and Rhonda pointed to the different people and how high or low they were in the social order of the day. When she got to Wanda, her pointer nabbed the hem of Wanda's skirt, and Rhonda lifted the skirt. The boys in the audience, as well as a few girls, gaped in awe at the shaved mons that Rhonda's movement had exposed. Wanda's hands pulled at her skirt, trying to lower it, but Rhonda seemed to have a hook on the end of her pointer, and the skirt stayed up. finally, Wanda covered herself with her hands. Only then did Rhonda look back and see she had "accidentally" exposed Wanda. She flipped the pointer, and it let go of Wanda's skirt. Wanda left the classroom, humiliated, as Rhonda marked another "F" for leaving the class early. This went on for several weeks. Rhonda grabbed up one of Wanda's quizzes and gave her an F for cheating, as the teacher claimed Wanda was looking at another student's paper. Next quiz, Wanda sat in the front corner and took her test facing the wall, to avoid the same fate. Instead, Rhonda claimed Wanda had not turned the quiz in and failed her. She received an "F" on the midterm and when she asked to see her test, it appeared that many of the answers had been changed. She demanded a new test, and also failed that one. This time, when she looked at the test, there were no erasure marks, as if someone had redone her test and put her name on it. Wanda was getting more and more frustrated. Each week, Rhonda would tell the girl that all she had to do is submit to her, Rhonda, and she would get an "A". Wanda steadfastly refused. One night, Rhonda was talking on her cell phone, sounding very frustrated. "I tell you, I'm running out of ideas," she said. "I keep failing her, she's bound to go to the dean, and my butt will be in a sling. I don't want to lose this job, you know." She listened to the person on the other end, then smiled. "Yes, I could do that. Not fail, but give low grades. Combined with the Fs already recorded, she won't get a high enough grade to pass. Especially if I put the final scores on a curve. Very nasty. I like it." She said her goodbyes and hung up, mentally planning the next phase in her assault on Wanda. ************************* On the other end of the line, Anne Franklin hung up the phone and called Amber Anderson to her side. The 4-8 gymnast, nude as usual, scampered to her Mistress' side. "Girl is here, Mistress," Amber said, speaking third person as usual when in slave mode. "Little one, bring me our little girl," Anne said. Amber scurried off and brought the little mulatto child to Anne. The high school teacher cuddled little Lisa Anderson-Franklin lovingly. She had found that, when stressed, holding Lisa took most of the stress away. Most, but not all, not always. and this was one of those "always" times. When Lisa started to squirm and wake from her nap, Anne gave the baby to Amber. She watched enviously as Amber moved Lisa to her breast. Lisa clamped on and started feeding. Anne wanted to be able to do that, but couldn't. That breastfeeding pleasure was Amber's alone. The best Anne could get was when, later, Amber recreated Lisa's strong sucks by sucking Anne's nipples. That got Anne off quickly. But for now, Anne returned her mind to the problem at hand. Anne and Rhonda were scheming together to get Wanda to cheat on Anne with Rhonda. When she did, Anne would have the perfect right to release Wanda, and to grab, by prenuptial agreement, half of the $11 million Wanda had sitting in the bank in Provo. But Wanda was being stubborn, refusing to succumb to Rhonda's coercions, or threats, or even the constant Fs she was receiving. She had given Rhonda new advice, and hoped it would make Wanda cave in. The plan called for a photographer to "catch" Wanda and Rhonda together. The only way the plan would fail would be if Wanda called Anne for advice, and that hadn't happened yet. Anne knew Wanda wouldn't ask Anne to let her make love to Rhonda. So to Anne's mind, Wanda was going to cheat. It was only a matter of when. Later on, after Lisa went to sleep, Anne and Amber made love long into the night. Anne loved when Amber sucked her tits, but loved it even more when she used the dildo on Amber. Anne had started using bigger and wider dildos into Amber's ass, opening the rectum wider and wider. Tonight's dildo was 9 inches long and 1 3/4 inches circumference. Anne slid it into Amber's pussy, getting it lubed up, while Anne dropped spit onto Amber's ass. the 4-8 gymnast cried her pleasures in third person, as well, now that she had practiced it. "Fuck this little slut girl, Mistress," Amber cried. Make her ass your personal organ. Give that big dildo to girl, Mistress. Fuck the shit out of your little slut!" Anne smiled, then pulled the dildo out. Seconds later, it drove deep into Amber's ass. The little girl screamed in pleasure, then started moaning in joy. Deeper and deeper the dildo went, until 8 1/2 inches was rammed into Amber's ass. Then Amber rolled from hands and knees to her back. Her ass lowered a bit, and the dildo hit the bed, driving it deeper. Anne planted her face between's Amber's legs, licking her little sex slut deeply. Minutes later, Anne spoke a single word to Amber. "Gusher." Like she had with Wanda, Anne had programmed Amber with a word that, when spoken, released Amber's orgasm. Amber had needed to hear that word for a minute now. When she came, she squirted. Cum shot from her pussy onto Anne's face. Most got into her mouth, but some splashed on her chin, chest and breasts. But still Anne and Amber made love. Anne's tongue was quickly replaced by a second dildo, this on strapped to Anne's hips. The Mistress rammed a dildo nearly as big as the one in Amber's ass into Amber's pussy, and whispered "Geyser." This word allowed Amber to cum continuously, letting off orgasm after orgasm as Anne screwed her, and the dildo filled her ass. Anne lost count after Amber's fourth orgasm, but kept going until the little girl under her was flopping like a wet rag, she was so tired. Only then did Anne pull the strap-on out of Amber, although she left the ass dildo in. Wanda's Story Ch. 22 Amber grabbed Anne and held on to her with all her remaining strength. "Girl loves you, Mistress," she said. "Girl wants you always." "And what else does girl want?" Anne asked. "Girl wants breasts like yours, Mistress. Big, but not enormous. Girl wants a real figure." Anne kissed her slave deeply. "This spring, my girl," Anne promised. "When Wanda comes for spring break, you will go get your breasts, so you will be healed and ready for me when she leaves." "Yes, Mistress," Amber replied. She loved Wanda, but she loved Anne much more. ************************* The World History torture continued for Wanda. Her Fs changed to Ds, and even an occasional C, which gave Wanda hope. But the final crushed her spirit again. Despite all her studying, Wanda got an F, giving her a failing grade in the class. She quickly added World History to her second-semester schedule, then Wanda and Astrid headed back to Provo. For Astrid, she would spend two days in Provo, then fly to Casper, Wyoming for Christmas with her family. She would return the day after Christmas and get back to basketball the day after that. For Wanda, it was a forgettable Christmas season. Anne kept her busy with chores, and Amber was still missing from her life. Anne gave excuses about Amber, but Wanda was getting tired of excuses. Anne used Wanda more as a cleaning slave than as a sex slave, which further confused the 20-year-old. Meanwhile, across town, Roger Catron and Astrid were fucking in his bedroom. He was also back from college, and the couple planned to travel to Casper, Wyoming together. Roger was going to spend more time with Astrid, and to meet her parents. But for now, all Astrid and Roger wanted to meet was the orgasm at the end of their session. They had been fucking together for 20 minutes. Roger had cum once and wanted a second. Astrid had cum four times, and was desperately trying to hold the fifth until Roger came. They had started doggy style, which was Astrid's favorite position. When Roger drove his cock into her from behind, it always scraped her G-Spot, sending her to a couple of quick orgasms. Then they changed positions. Once, last summer, they tried to doggy from start to finish. Astrid had so many orgasms that she was exhausted long before Roger was ready to cum. The man ended up masturbating and cumming all over Astrid's limp body. The position change became straight missionary, with Roger leaning his 6-3 body over Astrid's 6-4 frame. Her legs locked on his, and she used kegeling, which she had read about in Human Anatomy, to grab his cock even tighter. He came the first time like that. Astrid had then rolled Roger onto his back and sucked him back to hardness. This complete, Astrid strattled Roger, letting him impale her from below. They both loved this position. Astrid felt comfortable being in control of their lovemaking, and Roger could last longer in this position, even if he hadn't already cum once that evening. Together they neared their final climax. Astrid curved her back, and Roger's hands went from her hips to her breasts. He squeezed them together and sucked both ramrod-straight nipples into his mouth. His hips moved faster, signaling he was close to climax. Both lovers moaned together, then came. Astrid's orgasm was a long, throaty, moan. Roger's was a series of grunts, as each grunt signaled a spurt of semen into Astrid's body. Six grunts later, Roger moaned his pleasure as Astrid kegeled his now-shrinking cock. They rolled onto their sides as Roger popped out of her. Together they cuddled and kissed, lost in their love for each other. Out in the hall, someone slipped away from Roger's door, having masturbated through Astrid and Roger's session. Down the stairs, in the master bedroom, J.L. "Lou" Spillington and Lorraine Catron, mother of Wanda, Roger, and 16-year-old Wendy Catron, were also doing some post-coital cuddling. They had been lovers for almost 18 months now, and lived here in Lorraine's house, although Lou maintained her own residence for legal purposes. For now, they were talking. "I wonder why Wanda needs to see me in the office tomorrow," Lou said. She was a lawyer, and a damn good one. She had won the $11 million Wanda had in the bank as part of a settlement against an illegal porn video made of Wanda. "I couldn't tell you, sweetie," Lorraine replied. Her fingers were making little tracings around Lou's areolas. "Wanda has always been a secretive girl. It took me a long time to learn her relationship with Anne. I think she thought I wouldn't approve." "That's silly," Lou replied. "You're the most open-minded woman I know. Who else would satisfy my cravings, not only for sexy woman pussy, but my need for man-meat as well." Lorraine giggled. They had fucked men as recently as last week, when Lou brought two young men to a hotel room. They had cum once in each of them, then swapped partners. The men came again in their new partners, then rested a while. The third session had been two-on-one, with both men ganging up on Lorraine as Lou masturbated and watched. Lorraine had loved the feeling of two cocks, and even had a first, as both men slipped their cocks into her pussy at the same time. After she came a couple times, they double-teamed Lou, fucking her until both of them came in and on Lorraine's lover. Then the men watched Lorraine and Lou make love with each other, until each got one last chance with the women, the one with Lorraine cumming on her tits, the one with Lou filling her ass. When Lorraine giggled like that, Lou knew she was thinking about sex. Lou used the opportunity to slide atop Lorraine, feeding the woman her pussy while the lawyer practiced her own oral skills. The giggles turned to cheers, then moans and groans, then muffled cries of intense pleasure as both women came together. As they cuddled and slept, the same person left their doorway, finally going to bed. The next day, Lou ushered Wanda into her office. She could see the anxiety on the girl's face. What's wrong, Wanda?" Lou said. Wanda burst into tears. "J.L., it's awful," she finally cried. "I don't know what to do!!" Slowly Wanda told the lawyer about her World History teacher. She detailed the threats, the intimidation, and the failing grades. "I have to take the class over in the fall," Wanda said. "I signed up to take it from a different teacher, but somehow I got Dr. Grates again. I just know she's behind that. I'll fail again if I don't get help, and I won't submit to her. "What can I do, J.L.?" The lawyer thought a few minutes. She could tell Wanda was scared. Slowly an idea formulated in her mind. When it was fully developed, minutes later, the lawyer explained it to her client. Wanda smiled, very happy. She spent the rest of her Christmas break in gleeful anticipation. Anne saw the difference in her slave, but didn't ask what had happened. ************************ When Wanda and Astrid drove back to the Boise State campus, both women were happy. Wanda knew the plan would work. and Astrid had a deep dark secret. When Astrid and Roger arrived in Casper, they had become oral members of the Mile High Club, when Astrid had sucked Roger's cock in their seats. There hadn't been enough time to fuck in the bathroom, so the blow job had sufficed. Upon departing the plane, Roger met Astrid's parents. Helen Martin was in her mid-40s and very beautiful. Six foot two, with ample breasts that refused to sag, a thin waist and a double-handful of grabbable buttcheeks. Her husband, Fred, was a behemoth at 6-10, nearly 300 pounds. Despite the size, it didn't appear that he had an ounce of fat on his body. Astrid rushed to them immediately, squealing "Mom! Daddy!!" She jumped into her father's massive arms. He easily lifted her, showing his strength and his love all at once. She was showering him with kisses as he lifted her. When he released her, she went to her mother and the two women hugged tightly. They kissed lovingly, and Roger saw where Astrid's luscious lips came from. Finally, Astrid turned to Roger. "Mom, Daddy, this is Roger," she said by way of introduction. "He's my boyfriend, and I love him a bunch." "I would hope so," Helen said. "You talk about him in every letter write." Fred walked up to Roger and extended his hand. "Welcome to Casper," he said. Roger shook his hand, feeling the strength in the handshake. Then Helen hugged him, and Roger felt a familiar longing as Helen seemed to grind into him. He broke from Astrid's mother and saw her smile at him. They drove to the Martin residence, a two-story home in a nice residential sector of town. Roger was given a room downstairs. Upstairs were Astrid and her parents, but Roger didn't want to do anything that might jinx this trip. He had something special in mind. It was 2:30 in the morning, and Roger woke up with the familiar feel of Astrid's mouth on her cock. Apparently what he had decided wasn't what his lover wanted. He laid back and enjoyed the sucking for a minute before opening his eyes. During that minute, something strange crept into Roger's mind. The sucking on his cock was different, more experimental than Astrid's blow jobs were. It was like Astrid had never had a cock this size before. He heard gagging, and slowly opened his eyes. He was shocked. It wasn't Astrid, but her mom Helen trying to take his 11 inches into her mouth. She was naked, and Roger confirmed the tightness of her body as she rubbed it on his legs as she sucked on him. Finally, still wordlessly, Helen stopped sucking. Roger's cock was hard now, and standing straight up. She raised one leg, and slid his cock into her body. She dropped down, then leaned down and kissed Roger deeply. The kiss hid her deep throaty moan. She started moving up and down on Roger, moaning happily as he filled her pussy with his man meat. Roger started getting into the action as well, pulling Helen down and sucking on the breasts. With his mouth on her breasts, Roger wrapped his hands around her ass, guiding her movements. She moaned and moaned, and Roger guessed when she was about to cum. Just as she came, he slid his index finger into her ass. She screamed, then bit him hard to muffle herself. Her orgasm shook the bed, thumping it onto the wall. She came again, and then Roger came with her. His sperm shot deep into her body, causing her to have a third orgasm as well. Then silently, she kissed him, lifted off his cock and left his room. At breakfast the next morning, Helen wore a big smile, and winked at Roger a couple of times. When Roger and Astrid went Christmas shopping at the mall, Roger pulled his girlfriend aside for a serious chat. "Honey, I have to tell you something," he said. "What?" Astrid replied, worry starting to appear on her face. She had never seen him this serious before. "Last night, your mom slipped into my room and fucked me. I couldn't have stopped after she started, no matter what. I'm so sorry." "You're kidding," Astrid said. "My mom? She's so uptight about sex I don't think she believes in it any longer." "I'm serious, hon," Roger replied. He reviewed the previous night for Astrid, embarrassment growing on his face. "I have a plan," Astrid said. "I'll slip into your bedroom tonight and sleep with you. If Mom comes down again, I'll hide in the closet and see what happens. Just act naturally, OK?" Roger agreed, and the plan was set in motion. That night, a little after midnight, Astrid came into Roger's room. The couple fucked quietly, each of them getting one orgasm in during their 30 minutes of play. Then They curled up together and started sleeping. About 2:30, Astrid, a notoriously light sleeper, awoke when the stairs creaked. She woke Roger, then grabbed her clothes and hid in the closet. A minute later, Helen entered the room. She went right to Roger's bed and shed her nightgown. Astrid, seeing her mother naked for the first time, has amazed at how toned and buff she was. Then she watched her mother take Roger's flaccid cock in her mouth and start to suck it hard. Roger pretended to wake up, and smiled as Helen's mouth gave him an expert blowjob. He grew hard in a minute, then Helen joined him on the bed. "Tonight, you take the lead," she whispered. "Fuck me good, and fuck me hard. Don't worry about Fred, either. I gave him a sleeping pill before we went to sleep. nothing will wake him up." Roger rolled Helen onto her back, and, with a quick look at the closet door and Astrid, peering out, he entered Helen roughly. She moaned immediately, and moaned again as he started thrusting into her. His long cock buried into her middle-age pussy, and it slammed against the back of the vagina again and again. Helen, with no attempt at holding back, slammed back at Roger and came quickly, flooding her pussy with warm wet juices. It also helped Roger slide easier inside her, so his pistoning sped up. Astrid, watching her boyfriend fuck her mother, was turned on by the sight. She reached down and started playing with herself, doing her best to hold in her moans and groans. She watched her mother cum again, and then smiled as Roger flipped her over and entered her from behind. She watched her mother's breasts bounce back and forth in rhythm to Roger's deep strokes. She watched Roger smile, then turn to the closet and lick his tongue over his lips, then blow Astrid a kiss. Astrid kept rubbing, nearing orgasm. Roger reached under Helen and grabbed her breasts. He captured the nipples and pulled back, causing Helen to release yet another orgasm. Astrid let go then, too, stifling her moans as she came over her hands. Roger also chose that moment to orgasm, pulling his cock out of Helen so Astrid could see as he shot sperm all over Mom's back. Helen and Roger collapsed, a happy, fucked-out couple. Helen kissed Roger a minute later and, gathering her nightgown, headed upstairs. Astrid came out of the closet then, sliding her wet pussy in front of Roger's face. He took his cue and ate from his girlfriend's labia, licking her to two more orgasms. She slipped out of his bed about 5 am, getting into her own bed for a couple hours of sleep. The next day was Christmas Day, and it was the best day of Astrid's life. The family had opened all the presents when Roger suddenly announced, "I have one last present for Astrid." She looked at him in anticipation. She was then stunned when he slipped to one knee, looked at the 6-4 woman sitting on the couch and said, "Astrid Martin, will you marry me?" He held out in his hand her final gift, and she eagerly took it. Opening the small box, she saw an engagement ring adorned with a beautiful emerald, with a small diamond in the middle of the emerald. Astrid started crying, and could barely speak out "Yes!" to her now-fiancé. Roger pulled her onto the floor, cuddling her, kissing her tears away, and whispering "I love you." Helen and Freed held hands, watching as their only child chose the man of her dreams as her future husband. Their minds flashed back to their own engagement. Helen gave off a tittering laugh, remembering that they had celebrated with a 69, because Helen and Fred were naked in bed together when he popped the question. The couple spent the rest of the day talking. They chose a day in June 30 months away. That way, Astrid would graduate, and Roger would be a senior. They also decided to hold off this information from Roger's family until he was ready to tell them. That night, after everyone went to bed, Astrid slipped back down to Roger's room. She planned to cap their engagement the modern way, by fucking until dawn. Roger was awake and waiting for her, taking her carnally even before she could remove her clothes. He just pulled her onto the bed, ripped off her panties, and thrust his hard cock into her pussy. Astrid gasped at the savageness of the initial thrust, then moaned as they built a rhythm together. Astrid came once, secretly pleased at Roger's carnal lust. As she was building up to a second orgasm, though, they heard the stairs squeaking. Astrid pulled Roger out of her pussy and dashed for the closet, arriving just as Helen entered Roger's room. Helen saw Roger was awake and very hard. She wasted no time in stripping. She climbed atop him and said, "Welcome to the family" as she lowered onto his cock. Roger pumped from below, then pulled Helen down. As he was kissing her, he signaled for Astrid to come out. The teen did, silently walking to the bed. She tentatively slid her tongue along Helen's ass. The older woman just moaned in deeper delight. "Oh, Astrid," Helen cried. "I knew you watched us yesterday. I'm glad you're joining us tonight." "Yes, Mom," Astrid said, lust audible in her voice. "But that's my boyfriend you're fucking, and I want him to finish me first." Helen smiled and slid off Roger's cock. She turned around and lowered her pussy to Roger's mouth. He started licking where his cock had been, while Astrid climbed onto Roger and rode his cock. Helen put her arms around Astrid and kissed her, much deeper than she had ever kissed her daughter before. "You're a lovely woman," Helen told her daughter between gasps as Roger licked happily at Helen's pussy. "I've always wanted to do this, share a man with you, but you never brought one home, until now .. . now .. . now I'm cumming!!!!!!!!!!!" Helen shot orgasmic fluids down Roger's throat. He shoved his cock deeper into Astrid, and the engaged couple came together, joining Helen in orgasmic bliss. Helen pulled Astrid off Roger's cock, and plastered her mouth on her daughter's pussy. She licked deeply, sucking out the semen Roger had planted in Astrid. Astrid moaned as her Mom licked her as few women had before. Helen's tongue seemed to be longer than any other tongue she had felt before, and Astrid came again, soaking her mother with her juices. For Helen, she had not thought about her action until she was in the middle of licking her daughter's pussy. She had dreamed of sharing a man with Astrid, true, but never thought part of fucking Astrid's boyfriend would be fucking Astrid. In fact, Helen had never licked a woman before, until now. Helen slid two fingers into Astrid's pussy, driving them deeply until Astrid came, screaming her pleasure. Astrid pulled her mother around, and planted her face in her Mom's pussy, giving Mom the same oral treatment Mom had given her. Roger smiled and positioned just behind Astrid's head. His cock, semi-erect, hung by his fiancée's nose. She started interchanging, licking Roger's cock, then Mom's pussy, then Roger, then Mom. Roger, meanwhile, was dropping spit globs on Helen's asscheeks, and right between her crack. When Roger was hard again, he positioned his cock and slid it slowly into Helen's ass. The older woman cried in lust and came, flooding Astrid's mouth. Astrid also came, as she felt Mom's orgasm and saw Roger's cock in Mom's ass. Roger had just started. He fucked Helen's ass for several minutes while Astrid disengaged from Mom and shifted position, putting her pussy even with Helen's and her mouth glued in a deep tongue-trading kiss with her mother. Roger saw the second pussy and, pulling from Helen, filled Astrid. He pumped several strokes, then went back to Helen's ass. Back and forth the 11-inch rod of Roger Catron slid. Astrid, then Helen, then Astrid. The mother and daughter rubbed their clits together, mashed breasts, and kissed deeply. Finally, sensing his end was near, though not Astrid and Helen's (who had started cumming on his third cycle through and didn't seem to stop), Roger thrust deeply into Helen's ass and blew his load, filling her anal cavity with his semen until it dripped out. When he removed his cock, the cum stayed in her ass. While Astrid and Helen kept grinding together, Roger now put his face on both pussies and started licking. Fresh rounds of orgasmic cries filled the downstairs bedroom as both women came over and over again, until all three were too exhausted to continue. They collapsed and cuddled. Wanda's Story Ch. 22 "You're going to make a wonderful son," Helen said. ************************* The next day, Astrid and Roger returned to Provo. The couple decided to hold off telling Roger's family until spring. Astrid and Wanda then drove back to Boise. Wanda almost didn't make it all the way there. She was so horny that she wanted Astrid right then, but held off until the roommates were back on campus. Then, in Astrid's athletic dorm room, they made love until the dawn. When the spring semester came up, Wanda again faced the humiliations from Dr. Rhonda Grates. "Just abandon Anne and be my slave for the semester, and you'll get an A", the teacher said. But Wanda held firm. Just after spring break, a call came to Wanda from J.L. Spillington. "Go to the dean now," the lawyer advised. "We have everything we need." Wanda made an appointment and went to see the History Department dean the next afternoon. She explained Dr. Grates' verbal abuse, her humiliations of Wanda, and her uncalled-for failings of Wanda during quizzes and tests. The dean. Dr. Howard Lipman, was skeptical. "I need proof, young lady," Dr. Lipman said. "As it is, it's your word against hers, and I tend to side with teachers." Wanda had been briefed what to do. "Then let's get together with Dr. Grates tomorrow," Wanda said. I'm sure she will admit to her deeds." Dr. Lipman had to laugh. "I doubt that, but I'll set up a meeting. 3 pm tomorrow, Ms. Catron. I'll see you and Dr. Grates here at that time." Wanda called J.L.'s office, telling her about the appointment. The lawyer assured her that everything will be taken care of. On the day of the appointment, Rhonda was especially cruel to Wanda. She sat her in the corner, forcing her to wear a dunce cap. the other students laughed at her while Wanda fumed. At 3 pm, Wanda entered Dean Lipman's office. Dr. Grates was already there, report book in her hand, ready to defend her grading of Wanda. For the first 20 minutes, Rhonda defended herself excellently. She explained how Wanda had failed every test, had shown up unprepared for tests, and was the worst student in the history of World History. To Wanda's mind, she was doomed. But when Dean Lipman asked Wanda to respond, a knock was heard on his outer door. He rose to answer it, and in stepped J.L. Wanda smiled, knowing everything would be all right now. "Hello, Dean Lipman," she said. "I'm J.L. Spillington, attorney at law, and I am here to represent my client, Wanda Catron. I apologize for my tardiness. I was delayed taking care of business related to this investigation. I wish to speak on Wanda's behalf." "Please sit down, Ms. Spillington," Dean lipman said. "Let's hear you out." "I understand this is an informal hearing, but even so, I'd like to call some witnesses on Wanda's behalf." "Please do." Into the room walked Rhonda's teacher's aide, Zelda Finnigan. "I have been under orders to make a duplicate test paper for Ms. Catron," Zelda admitted. "On each test, I was told to score under 50 percent. This directive came directly from Dr. Grates." "Lies!!" Rhonda was on her feet, glaring at her aide. Dean Lipman asked one question. "Why did you do this?" he asked. "Because I was threatened with being fired and expelled from school if I didn't," Zelda said. She left, and a boy from her last semester class came in. He told the dean about the in-class abuses performed by Dr. Grates on Wanda. Following him, two students reported on abuses this semester. "I've heard enough," Dean Lipman said. "It's obvious that Dr. Grates has tried to get Ms. Catron to fail her class. I will therefore change her grade arbitrarily to an A last semester, and allow her to drop this semester's class." "I'm not through, however," J.L. said. "I have proof that this is an ongoing violation by Dr. Grates. She selects a student each semester, and turns, or tries to turn, that student into her sexual slave for the semester. Some do it out of fear. Some stand up to her and are failed." at that, J.L. brought in five different students, all with similar tales as Wanda's. when the procession was over, J.L. summed up. "Your honor, she is a manipulator. she uses her authority to rape these students. Yes, rape. then she uses that same authority to keep them quiet. Dean Lipman, there is only one recourse for such a person." "I agree," Dean Lipman said. "Dr. Rhonda Grates, you're fired." As Rhonda slumped in her chair, stunned at the turn of events, two more people entered the office. These were police officers from the Boise PD. "Dr. Rhonda Grates," said one of the officers. "You are under arrest for rape, sexual harassment, influence peddling and libel. you have the right to remain silent ..." The officers handcuffed Rhonda and led her away, still quoting her Miranda rights. Dr. Grates never worked as a teacher again. She was sentenced to 20 years for crimes, and died in prison a little over two years later. But until the end, she kept quiet about Anne Franklin's role in her attempt on Wanda. That night, J.L. offered to take Wanda out for a celebratory dinner. Wanda accepted, provided Astrid could come along. So later that night, J.L., Astrid, Wanda and J.L.'s assistant, a small woman named Keren Fingers, went to Lindy's Steakhouse. Keren had found the people who had testified against Rhonda, spending most of the past three monmths on the assignment. The group had prime rib, with J.L. and Keren adding wine to their dinner. Afterwards, they walked through the warm spring night to J.L.'s hotel room at the West River Inn. J.L. invited them in, and in the privacy of her hotel room, she offered the teens a celebratory beer. The girls happily partook, drinking two beers each. They drank, and sat and talked. Wanda knew J.L. was her mother's lover, but wasn't sure about Keren. That confusion lasted until midway through the second beer. At that point, with two beers and two glasses of wine loosening her inhibitions, Keren leaned over and started nibbling on Wanda's earlobe. The teen moaned excitedly, because Keren had found one of Wanda's most sensitive spots. The woman nibbled happily as Wanda moaned. J.L. moved closer to Astrid, and the tall basketball star turned to accept her kiss. They wrapped their arms around each other as the kiss deepened, and both women felt the spark of electricity and lust flow through their lips. When they broke apart, Astrid said, "Oh, J.L. That was great." "Call me Lou," the lawyer said, and then returned to kissing Astrid. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies, feeling the curves through the clothes. Slowly they started working on buttons, snaps and straps, stripping each other as they continued to kiss. They were well behind Keren and Wanda. Keren, a little shorter than Wanda at 5-5, had already stripped the teen naked and had one hand on Wanda's breasts and the other between her legs. The teen's moans were filling the room, and so was the musky smell of her pussy juices. They were already leaking out from between her legs. The older Keren, at least 25 but not over 35, Wanda thought, knew exactly how to please a woman. Wanda gave in to her ministrations and quickly came. On the other bed, Astrid and Lou had wrapped their mouths around each other's pussies. Insistent tongues drove into wet labia, cleaving the lips like a hot knife through butter. Both women had plenty of experience in pussy licking, but had never been between their partner's legs before. Despite that, they seemed to move as one, each working her partner closer and closer to an overwhelming orgasm. As one, they each added their fingers into the other's pussy, and also as one, Lou and Astrid came, flooding their faces with pussy juices. They held tight to the other's ass as that woman came on her face, very aware that she was also coming. When the orgasms subsided, Lou turned and deeply kissed Astrid. Astrid eagerly returned the kiss, grinding her pussy against Lou's, desperate for more sex. Wanda had finally gotten Keren undressed. She had smallish breasts, 32b, with large nipples that seemed to point an inch long away from her body. Her pussy was bikini-waxed, and her body was very toned and tan. It was obvious that Keren spent a lot of her spare time at the gym. She squatted over Wanda's face and let the teen drink happily from her dripping wet pussy. Soon the excitement got too much for her, and Keren came, squirting her cum all over Wanda's body. The women on the other bed saw Keren cum, splashing all over Wanda. They moved over and the three women started licking Wanda's body clean. Tongues licked at all her sensitive spots, including the underside of her breasts and the back of her knees. Then, taking turns, the three licked and ate Wanda's pussy. Wanda came for each woman once, giving all of them a taste of her orgasmic juices. Lou went last on Wanda, while Keren and Astrid took some time together. Keren brought out a dual-headed vibrator. She thrust the long part, 7 1/2 inches by 1 1/2 wide, into Astrid's pussy. the smaller vib head, jutting off the main vib in a U shape, hit Astrid's clit, causing the teen to scream in joy. As she lifted her hips in joy, Keren slid her tongue over Astrid's asshole. The teen screamed in joy again and let go with a sharp, long-lasting orgasm. When she collapsed in happiness, Keren put the vib onto her own pussy and clit, humping the vibe. Astrid grabbed the vibe and wickedly turned it around. A slight adjustment, and the smaller vib ended up on Keren's ass. The older woman started cumming, squirting around the vib in her pussy. Astrid drank happily as Keren came. When Astrid finally removed the vibe, Keren collapsed, joining the other three in orgasmic bliss. Wanda and Lou had also played with a dildo that Lou had brought with her. A large pink vibe measuring nine inches, it was the favorite toy of Wanda's mom, Lorraine. As Lou fucked Wanda, she took mental notes comparing mother and daughter. Wanda, so needy for sex at this point, drove Lou's relationship with Mom from her mind and let the lawyer fuck her silly. When Wanda finally had enough, she drove the pink dildo, now wet with Wanda's cum, into Lou's ass, causing fresh orgasms from the lawyer. For the rest of the semester, Wanda focused on her classes, and raised her grade point average the spring semester to 3.1. It was a jubilant Wanda Catron that drove home, but that jubilation was not to last. Dark times were ahead, the darkest Wanda had ever known. Wanda's Story Ch. 23 Wanda Catron had finally come home after spending the summer on a wonderful trip, only to find herself in tears. Her life had just fallen apart within minutes of walking in the front door. As she cried harder and harder, refusing all offers of help, her mind flashed back to her summer of love. When Astrid and Wanda had pulled into Provo that late May day at the end of their junior year, they were two happy girls. Wanda, now 21, had improved her grade point average that year to a 3.5 and was close to completing her requirements for a teaching degree. Astrid, who had turned 21 in April, was the best player on the Boise State basketball team, and the coach had promised that the next season, they would get a quality center and become a top-caliber team. Astrid was also happy for another reason. In two weeks, on June 2, she would be marrying Roger Catron, her boyfriend of more than two years and Wanda's brother. Wanda was the maid of honor, and Wanda's sister, Wendy, would celebrate her 18th birthday at the bachelorette party May 31, then be in the bridal party. The only thing that bothered Wanda was the fact that her former lover, Amber Anderson, had been missing for the last three years from the home of Anne Franklin, Wanda's Mistress. Anne kept telling Wanda that Amber was ok and well, but whenever Wanda came home, Amber was mysteriously away from the house. What Wanda didn't know was that Amber had a two-year-old daughter, named Lisa Franklin-Anderson. Whenever Wanda came home, Amber, who had become Anne's full-time slave, was sent away to keep Wanda in the dark regarding the baby, and Amber's relationship with Anne. Another thing Wanda didn't know was that, for the past three years, Anne had been lying to her, and manipulating Wanda to have an unapproved affair, first with other students, then with a teacher, and this past fall, with a woman from "off the street" who solicited Wanda for a bout of lesbian sex. Wanda had proven stronger than Anne anticipated. Anne had a motive for this duplicitous nature. Wanda had won a settlement three years before that garnered her $11 million, most of which was in a bank. By a written agreement, if Anne released Wanda from her service as slave for sexual tomfoolery, Anne gained half the money. If Wanda chose to leave on her own, Anne got nothing. The time before Astrid's wedding flew quickly by. Wanda and Astrid worked together to put the final touches on Astrid's wedding. Wanda insisted on paying for most of the extravagant touches, knowing Astrid's parents, Fred and Helen Martin, were not rich people. ************************* The night of May 31 was quite memorable. Wanda had rented out rooms at the Sundance Ski Resort, outside Provo. This had been the scene for the now-annual Wanda Birthday Orgy, and Wanda decided to hold Astrid's bachelor party there as well. The party was a small, soon-to-be-intimate affair. Wanda and Anne came as a couple, as did Wanda's mother, Lorraine Catron, and her lover, lawyer Janet Louise "J.L." Spillington. Wendy Catron arrived shortly thereafter, with Helen Martin, flight attendant Jennifer Collins, and J.L.'s legal aide, Keren Fingers, coming in with Astrid shortly after Wendy arrived. The drinks started flowing quickly. The group had a series of private rooms, and everyone, including the underage Wendy, was drinking heavily. They had a light supper, then adjourned to one of the many suites on their own private floor for the special show Wanda had planned. First to come onstage were a couple of Wanda's old co-workers from the Strip-O-Rama, Bambi and June. They had worked an act at the strip club called "Bambi meets Godzilla". Although June had since retired from stripping and gotten married, Wanda's money brought her out of retirement for one final performance. The lights dimmed on the stage and Bambi came out, dancing and prancing happily. She slowly peeled off her blouse and skirt, revealing her bright red bra and G-String. Still dancing from side to side, she removed the bra, showing off her 36d breasts. Then she took each breast in turn and teased the nipple, licking and biting it until it was hard. Then June came out. A very pale woman to begin with, she was now almost white wearing a white blouse, white shirt and white underwear. She danced around Bambi, occasionally tossing articles of clothing onto her partner. Soon she was in a similar state of dress as Bambi, except while Bambi was in a red G-String, June was in white "granny panties." The women in the audience started pairing up as well. Wanda and Anne were kissing happily, as were J.L., who preferred to be called Lou by her lesbian friends, and Lorraine. Keren went right to Astrid and was running her hands over the guest of honor's body. Jennifer and Wendy sat side-by-side, their hands in their own panties. Helen sat a little apart from the rest. She didn't have her hands in her panties because they were already off and the mother of Astrid was publicly masturbating. June grasped Bambi's hair, and forced the darker dancer onto her hands and knees. A savage pull tore the G-String, and June spread Bambi's legs to show the audience her pussy lips, already swollen with lust. June's mouth went right to Bambi's swollen labia, and licked and sucked them until they glistened with June's spit and Bambi's own leaking cum. Then June rose and danced around to the front of Bambi. The girl pulled June's panties down, then mock-screamed in horror. Popping out of the panties was a long green strap-on dildo. The device was 10 inches long and two inches around. Most of the women had toys near that size and smiled as they remembered using such tools. Wendy had only seen such a device through the cracks in her mother's door, as she and Lou had played with each other, unaware Wendy had been watching. Astrid's mind flew to Roger's cock, which was a little longer at 11 inches, but a little less thick at 1 1/2 around. Bambi tried to suck the Godzilla cock into her mouth, to lube it before it completed its destruction of poor Bambi. She could only get five inches in, though, hoping that would be enough to lube the dildo. June got back behind Bambi now and rammed the cock into Bambi's pussy. The dancer screamed and came immediately. She had really missed this act, and was overly excited knowing she and June would play one last time publicly. June built a strong rhythm, stroking so hard that Bambi's breasts shook with each thrust. Bambi soon came a second time, then a third, before collapsing in exhaustion and satisfaction. Then June spoke, taking the act where she couldn't while a stripper. "Godzilla is not satisfied," she growled. "Who among you dare to attempt to curb the insatiable Godzilla?" Astrid naturally was thrust forward by Keren. The 21-year-old guest of honor had been close to cumming from watching the show and feeling Keren's kisses. Now she saw she could cum freely before her friends, as part of the act. Astrid shed her clothes, watching in delight as most of the other guests shed theirs as well. Astrid rolled on to her back, and June drove Godzilla into Astrid, filling her deeply with the dildo. Astrid kissed the former dancer, and June kissed back, adding her tongue to Astrid's mouth. Astrid's tongue naturally started dueling with June's, and both women deepened the kiss. June's breasts were 34b, with hardly any bounce in them. Still, June rubbed her breasts over Astrid's, as the tall basketball star closed in on orgasm. With a surprised cry she came, flooding the stage with her cum juices. Godzilla emerged from Astrid's pussy, still as hard as it had been. Jennifer scrambled on stage and wiggled her ass at June. When June started putting the dildo in the flight attendant's pussy, she cried, "No, honey. Fuck my ass!" June complied, fucking Godzilla into Jennifer's ass. Wendy watched, enraptured. She had never seen sex this close before. Jennifer came, squirting her pussy juices onto June's legs. Wendy started towards the stage, but Anne pushed Wanda up first, commanding her "Lick Godzilla clean, slave." Wanda did as she was ordered, fighting off a gagging sensation as she licked the dildo that seconds before had been in Jennifer's ass. Wendy made it on stage as Wanda completed her task. She lay down, her enormous breasts flopping to each side. Wendy had gotten the largest breasts in the family, 40DD. In high school, boys had drooled publicly over Wendy's breasts. Now that she had just finished high school, she wanted to find out what sex was all about in person. She pushed her breasts together, indicating to June where she wanted the dildo. June climbed on Wendy's abdomen and started sliding the wet dildo through her enormous breasts. Bambi, meanwhile, had recovered enough to return to the act. She attached her mouth to Wendy's virgin pussy, giving the teen her first non-masturbating orgasm. Wendy went over the top as June and Bambi worked on her together. Then June lifted up a bit, and Bambi licked June's pussy. The former dancer had been horny as hell fucking these beautiful women, and came quickly, then came again. Cum slopped from her pussy and Bambi's mouth to cover Wendy's abdomen. Then Jennifer and Keren climbed onstage and licked Wendy clean. As Bambi and June removed the dildo and went into a 69 for themselves, Keren lowered her pussy onto Wendy's face, and Jennifer scooted her pussy tight against Wendy's. Wendy and Jennifer fucked hard against each other, while Wendy tried her best to lick Keren. The legal aide gave Wendy words of encouragement and advice on how to lick her properly. Soon, all three women came in a vocal expression of their dynamic orgasms. They were not the only group changing partners. Anne had joined Bambi and June in a three-way lickathon. Helen and Lorraine were getting as carnally close as twos could get, while Wanda, Lou and Astrid formed another torrid trio. Women were cumming all over the room, with no end in sight. When one stopped moaning, another seemed to pick up the slack. After almost an hour, the women all collapsed, temporarily fucked out. Bambi and June retreated to the dressing room, as Wanda pushed a buzzer. She said, "And this is what Astrid can look forward to from now on," as a young man emerged onstage. He was huskily built, and the bisexual women in the crowd started perking up as he started dancing and stripping. But Wanda, the man-hating lesbian, had the last laugh. When the man was down to his underwear, he looked like he had a tremendous bulge in his pants. Lorraine, Lou and Wendy fought to pull the shorts down, with Lorraine winning. The shorts dropped, and the women, except for Wanda, gasped. The man's bulge was a pair of tightly-rolled socks, and his actual cock was no more than five inches erect. Wanda started laughing then, joined by Anne, Jennifer, Keren, and soon the entire audience was laughing hysterically. The man slumped away dejectedly. Wanda had proven her point about a man not being as good as advertised, but Astrid didn't care. The women rolled around in orgasmic lust for the rest of the night, except for Astrid and Wendy. The 18-year-old spent most of the night quizzing the bride-to-be about sexual advice regarding men. Two days later, the wedding proceeded without a hitch. Astrid became Astrid Martin-Catron, and the couple moved back to Boise. Roger had taken a one-year hiatus on his schooling to be with Astrid her senior year. Wanda had lost her college roommate. ************************* The day after the wedding, with Wanda still feeling bad about losing Astrid, Anne told the girl that she would be excused from her duties for the remainder of the summer so she could travel the United States before graduating. Wanda happily agreed, and made plans to leave the next morning. Anne gave Wanda sexual freedom during the summer, telling the girl it would be her only freedom for the rest of her life. Since she was planning an early start, Anne allowed Wanda to sleep alone in the spare bedroom. About 2 am, Wanda awoke to the feeling of a tongue lapping at her pussy. Wanda didn't care any longer about the trip, just the building climax within her. The lights were out, and the figure between her legs did not speak, only licked and sucked. Wanda finally whimpered, "Mistress, let me cum!!" "Cum, my dear sister Wanda," came a voice from the past. As Wanda came, her orgasm was multiplied by the fact that it was Amber between her legs, licking her. As soon as Wanda's orgasm faded, she flipped around and tackled her friend. She kissed her deeply, her hand sliding between Amber's legs. Wanda's fingers felt a larger pussy than she remembered, but gave it no mind as her fingers thrust into Amber, causing the former gymnast to almost arch totally backwards in joy. The arch helped Wanda's fingers find Amber's G-Spot, and the nails scraped Amber's inner sensitivity until the now-24-year-old woman came. Then both women rolled to a side-by-side position and licked each other's pussies for an hour. Another hour passed as Amber and Wanda used a series of vibrators on each other. Amber showed her pussy's stretchiness by taking two vibs in between her labia at the same time. Each of Amber's orgasms were accompanied by squirting cum juices, which Wanda loved. Finally, thoroughly sticky, she and Amber cuddled in each other's arms for a while. As Wanda fell asleep, she heard Amber say "Remember this. No matter what happens, I do love you, and I have never meant to hurt you." Wanda was puzzled, but too exhausted to speak. When she woke in the morning, Amber was gone. the only traces that she had ever been there was the cum dried on Wanda's body. Wanda showered and slipped into Anne's bedroom, hoping to wake her Mistress like Amber had woken her. but Anne was already up and dressed, and encouraged Wanda to leave immediately. Confused but compliant, Wanda left the Franklin home. Before leaving town, though, she stopped at her Mother's house. Her sister Wendy greeted her with a big hug, then led her into the dining room where Lorraine and Lou were finishing breakfast. Lorraine got some of the pancakes for wanda, and she ate while explaining that she was leaving for the summer. She gave Lorraine and Lou a copy of her planned itinerary, then she kissed her Mother goodbye and started off. Wanda's trip took her several thousand miles. She went northwest to Seattle, then south to visit Portland, San Francisco and Los Angeles. In LA she looked up her former lover, Betty Grant. Betty had illegally taped Wanda and her having sex and put it on a porn video. That video and the subsequent lawsuit make Wanda a rich woman, and ended the porn career of Betty. Wanda had obtained Betty's address from Lou, and drove to a one-story tract home in the LA suburb of Lakewood. She knocked on the door, then stepped back and gasped when Betty answered the knocking. Betty had two small children tugging at her dress, and a belly that hinted that a third was soon to arrive. She had become large, and not just from the pregnancy. Betty's hips were almost as wide as the door, and her hair was a tangly mess. She was now a stay-at-home housewife, and a fat one to boot. Betty invited Wanda in, and the two talked generalities for a while. Betty admitted that she had married right after the settlement, choosing a church-going man who didn't know about her porn past. She had gotten pregnant within a month of the ceremony, and gotten pregnant again four months after her first child was born. "If there's one thing my man can do," Betty said, "It's get me pregnant." Betty asked Wanda to stay for dinner and meet her husband, but Wanda declined. At the first opportunity, she fled the house. As she drove away, she thought, "There but for the grace of God go I." She also made an anonymous phone call to a certain business in Van Nuys, telling the man she asked for to look up certain porn videos. Wanda returned to her hotel, smiling inwardly. Also while in LA, she played tourist and visited Disneyland. Her money got her a VIP Treatment tour, complete with her own tour guide. The guide's name was Shannon, and she was a cute middle-aged woman in her red coat, short dress and little hat. Shannon walked the park with Wanda, showing her the behind-the-scenes details that most people never see. Her voice, a deep alto tone, intrigued Wanda. Above the Pirates of the Caribbean, Shannon led Wanda into a small room. The room had a desk and a one-way mirror. Shannon turned off the lights, and Wanda could see into the Pirates ride. "Walt used to come here and watch the teenagers grope each other on the ride," Shannon explained. "He was a secretive pedophile, and after all of his kid movies, he used to invite the cast to his house, where they learned about sex from each other and "Uncle Walt." "Did Walt ever have guests in this room?" Wanda asked. "Yes, he did," Shannon answered. "In fact, I came up here once when I was 17 and just starting my career here at Disneyland, then again a month before Walt died." "What did you do?" Wanda asked. Shannon giggled. "Well, the first time, I sucked Walt's cock while he watched the riders go by. The second time, when Walt was too inform to do anything, he called another girl in, and watched us make love together. Then he invited Kurt Russell, who was in his early 20s and visiting the park, to join us in a wonderful threesome." Wanda smiled and moved closer to Shannon. Her hand found the switch that turned off the lights in the room. The room was lit by the attraction on the other side of the mirror. Wanda turned to Shannon and said, "I'll bet that couch hasn't been used like you used it since Walt died." Shannon's reply was very breathless and soft. "I agree. But it's also a great place to lick pussies from." The two women turned and kissed, deeply, lustily. Wanda's hands undid the red blazer and white blouse, and full breasts tumbled out. Shannon's hands pulled Wanda's top off, and her tongue licked all around the blue bra Wanda had chosen to wear that day. Wanda moaned softly, then grunted as Shannon shoved Wanda onto the couch. The older woman pulled Wanda's blue jeans off, and buried her face between Wanda's legs, licking lustily. Wanda lay back and let her lust build up. She moaned, and lifted her hips in rhythm with Shannon's licks, closing in on her orgasm. Suddenly, Shannon shifted. Her mouth left Wanda's pussy, only to be replaced by one of Shannon's breasts. the older guide shoved her breast as deep into Wanda's pussy as she could. Her head lowered, and as she tit-fucked Wanda's pussy, Shannon sucked Wanda's breasts. Finally her senses overwhelmed her, and Wanda came, flooding the large breast of her guide in the process. Her screams filled the room, but no one on the ride heard the women. Wanda pulled Shannon to her lips, and the two kissed happily. Wanda then turned Shannon over, and started sucking on the cum-covered breast, bringing moans from Shannon's mouth. Wanda's hands started to slide between Shannon's legs when the tour guide surprisingly slapped them away. Wanda was confused, especially when a second attempt to slide her hands up Shannon's skirt met with the same slap. So Wanda. the resourceful slave she was, quickly made a plan. She wanted to lick Shannon's pussy to give her what she had given Wanda. Wanda started kissing Shannon again, and met a deep soulful kiss in return. Wanda slid down Shannon's body and started sucking the nipples on the breasts. Shannon moaned louder, getting more and more excited. Suddenly, Wanda pulled her belt out of her pants loops and wrapped it around Shannon's hands, tying them over her head. Finally, Wanda was free to pull off Shannon's skirt and panties. The 21-year-old ignored Shannon's cries of "No! Don't!" and pulled them both off quickly. What she saw made her stand up and nearly lose her lunch. Wanda's Story Ch. 23 Between Shannon's bare legs was a small, shriveled cock. Wanda was repulsed and stepped back. Shannon cried out, "I can explain!" "Explain a cock where a pussy is? the only explanation is you're really a man!" Wanda was in tears, images of her rape three years ago flooding her mind. "It's not like that, Wanda, honest," Shannon cried. "Tell me another," Wanda spat at Shannon angrily. Shannon appeared at the edge of tears. "I'm a pre-op Transsexual," Shannon said. I've been taking hormone pills for years. I had a breast augmentation, but I haven't earned enough money for the operation to remove the cock and make my pussy. That cock doesn't even work, except as a large clit. honest. Please believe me!" Shannon broke into tears. "I don't care. I will NEVER have a cock near me, never again." Wanda was quickly dressing. Then she had this thought. "The stories you told me about Walt Disney, were they true?" "Yes, every one," Shannon said. "So, when you sucked his cock ..." Wanda began. Shannon finished. "I was a boy, yes. And the threesome with Kurt Russell was two boys and a girl." Wanda left then, disgusted. She ran from the park, stopping only long enough at customer service to get her money back and arrange that Shannon be fired. ************************* Leaving LA, Wanda headed east on Interstate 10. Numbly, she passed Phoenix, then Tucson, and headed into Texas. After spending the night in El Paso, she drove on through Texas. She passed Houston and continued east, finally turning south in Louisiana to visit New Orleans. Wanda got a room and checked in at home, then went wandering. She went down to the French Quarter, a very popular place in the city. It seemed to be wall-to-wall people, and as Wanda walked through the crowds, she felt too many people pinch her ass. She stopped in a couple of bars and drank a few beers, giving her a nice buzz. When she resumed walking through the Quarter. Finally tired of the constant touching, she turned quickly when she felt a hand massage her ass cheek. She came face to face with a dark-skinned woman, smiling that she had been caught. "Nice ass, little missy," the woman said. She had an accent that Wanda recognized from TV shows as Jamaican. "Big, and a nice handful of booty." Wanda studied the woman quickly. She seemed in her mid-20s, with chocolate skin, average breasts and a large butt of her own. The girl took just a second and said, "Well, hon, if you can feel my ass, it's only fair I feel yours in return." The woman closed the small distance between them, grinding her pussy into Wanda's. "Feel away, girly. Old Latifah don't mind." Wanda put her hand on Latifah's ass and squeezed. She felt no panties under the wrap Latifah wore around her legs. Latifah moved even closer to Wanda's body, and the girl could feel that Latifah wore no bra, and that her nipples were hard. Latifah laughed, then pulled away. She started walking down the street, her ass wiggling wildly from side to side. Then she turned around, seeing Wanda still standing there. "You gonna come with Latifah, girly, or are you only a looker?" She wiggled one finger in a "come-hither" motion. Wanda happily followed. Wanda caught up with Latifah and brazenly reached out and squeezed her ass again. Her finger slid under Latifah's legs and slid over her pussy. Latifah turned at that. "No giving old Latifah a camel toe, girly. But Latifah give you somet'ing, though." With that, Latifah pulled Wanda's mouth to hers, and the black lips meshed against Wanda's pale, unadorned lips. The two women kissed brazenly as some of the crowd flowed around them and others stood watching the women kissing. When they broke apart, Latifah laughed again. "Look, girly, we gots us an audience. Let's give dem a show." With that Latifah pulled down her loose-fitting blouse, exposing her hardened nipples on her upthrust breasts. The crowd hooted, and several of them threw strings of beads at Latifah. "Lick them, girly. Get them nice and sparkly." Wanda leaned over and licked the nipples, sucking each of them into her mouth to get them wetter. More beads rained on them as she sucked, and more still when Latifah shook her now-shiny breasts at the crowd. The women collected the beads, Latifah covered herself (ass the crowd collectively sighed), and the women sashayed on. Several people from the crowd followed, mostly men trying to pick up one or the other of them. Wanda smiled inwardly as Latifah brushed off the men as quickly as she did herself. When they were left with only a few women left following, Latifah smiled and said, "Girly, you up for a party? We gots us a following, and it only fair we show them a good time." Wanda smiled, then said, "Abso-fucking-lutely. And I have just the place, unless you have a better idea than my hotel room." Latifah laughed. "Girly, can we get..." she quickly did a head count, "12 women in your little bitty hotel room?" Now it was Wanda's turn to laugh. "Girly," she said, mocking Latifah, "you ain't seen my hotel room yet. Let's go." "Nah, not yet," Latifah teased. "We need us a real party, and a dozen not enough." Latifah started kissing Wanda again, but then signaled for some of the others to draw closer. The braver women did, and Latifah and Wanda started kissing them, then letting them kiss each other. A few of the women retreated, but more came through the crowd to kiss the women in the street. Soon the kissing had led to groping and feeling. Wanda had one girl's lips on her own, two different hands on her breasts, one rubbing her pussy and one massaging her ass. Her hands were on two different bodies, feeling a breast and an ass crack respectively. There were plenty of moans in the crowd, and quite a few beads flew through the air at the party. Then one woman started crying out "Cumming!!" and screamed in orgasmic delight. The group centered around her as she became the first of them to orgasm that night. By the time they finally reached Wanda's hotel suite, there were almost 30 women, some of them in various stages of undress. Though none of them were showing anything that would draw them a ticket, it wasn't for lack of trying. And as soon as the women got in the room, their remaining clothes piled up near the door. That started the wildest night of sex in Wanda's life. The spontaneous orgy easily surpassed anything done during the Wanda Birthday Orgies the past three years. There were bodies everywhere. All of Wanda's toys were in use by one women or another, being shoved in pussies, asses, mouths, and even a few places Wanda never thought about. She even saw her slim jim vibrator in one woman's ear during the evening. Wanda had a few goals during this party. She quickly found Latifah, and took her into her bedroom for a quiet one-on-one time. Wanda threw the black Jamaican onto her back and dove right into her pussy. Wanda gave a slight murmur of thanks when the wrap Latifah wore opened and there was a pussy there. Wanda shoved her head between her legs and started licking. Wanda had never been with a black woman before, but to her mind there was no difference except the way Latifah talked while urging Wanda forward. Latifah always spoke of herself in the third person, and her accent added a sexual lilt to her voice. "Lick Latifah faster, girly," she urged. "Oh, yes, lick Latifah right dere. Dat de spot, girly. Now, girly, lick THERE! GAWDS, YES!! LATIFAH, she gonna CUM!!" and she did. Latifah came, her entire body shaking in sexual release. Her thighs wrapped around Wanda's head, squeezing the 21-year-old until she almost passed out. But Latifah's orgasm faded, and she released Wanda just in time. Then she pulled Wanda on to the bed and smiled at the cum-splattered lips Wanda had. Latifah kissed her deeply. "Ah, yes, girly, that de very best lipstick," Latifah said. "Cumstick, Latifah call it. Now Latifah gonna get her cumstick on." and with that, the Jamaican pushed Wanda's legs open and started licking. Wanda, now very horny, didn't need long to go over the top. She screamed and came, flooding Latifah's face. Yet the Jamaican didn't stop. She licked hard, adding her fingers in Wanda's pussy, and got a second orgasm from the girl before she finally lifted away from her pussy. Wanda pulled Latifah to a sitting position then, and planted her pale shaved pussy right against the black curly-haired pussy of her lover. They ground together, each leaning back to get better leverage. All too soon, the women had their shoulders on the bed, their legs wrapped around their partner's body, and their hips high in the air, pushing hard against the other. Latifah kept up a constant shatter, urging Wanda to "grind her white pussy against Latifah's sweet black labia." The more she talked, the more excited she became. And, not surprisingly, the more Wanda grew excited. With a violent shudder from Wanda and a scream of "Latifah cummin, girly!", both women came together. The bed sheets were soaked in cum when the women collapsed, happy together, and kissed each other. "Quietly, Latifah said, "Girly, Latifah glad she met you tonight. Now let us go be proper hosts and fuck the brains out of the women out there." They exited the bedroom to a scene of bedlam. There was barely any room to move. The living room was wall-to-wall bodies, all in various acts of sexual happiness. Wanda saw disgustedly that a couple of men had entered the room and were fucking a couple of the women, with others waiting for the cocks they had between their legs. Wanda ignored them and looked at the rest of the room. She was suddenly pulled to the floor by three women. Two went for her breasts, the third plunged into her breasts with a strap-on. Wanda screamed in joy and came, humping against the phallus as it filled her over and over. Another woman came over and planted her pussy on Wanda's face. She automatically licked at it, feeling it explode in orgasm over her face minutes later, just before Wanda came again herself. When the pussy lifted from Wanda's face, different women were on her breasts. She looked over ands saw the original two buried in a 69 next to her. She then felt her hips being shifted, and a second dildo shoved into her ass. Wanda screamed and came again, then pulled one of the women on her breasts to her lips to kiss her. Things shifted again soon thereafter. Now Wanda, with a strap-on around her waist, was allowing woman after woman to fuck herself on the long vibrating phallus. She had one woman after another squat on her face, and she licked pussy while the woman sucked the breasts of the woman being fucked. Woman after woman came on Wanda's vib, drenching her legs and abdomen and face with cum. She was sticky and sweaty, and still she continued on. Soon she noticed light starting to stream into the window. The group had fucked the night away, and the orgy didn't seem to be stopping. Wanda went as long as she could, but eventually she was fucked out herself, and fell asleep, the strap-on still on her body. She woke up a few hours later to find the orgy still in progress. There were fewer women now, and the men apparently were gone, but the sex continued on. Wanda sat and watched in awe, then noted a series of pizza boxes on a table. Suddenly hungry, she wandered over for a couple of slices. Next to the boxes was an open box labeled "Donations." Wanda went back into her bedroom and pulled a $20 from her purse. She then returned it to its place in her room's private safe and put the money in the donation box. As she ate, she surveyed the sexual carnage. Several of the women were coupled together, some with vibs, some with vibs, one couple with their fists deep in the other's pussy. There was a trio doing an oral daisy chain. A group of four were attacking a fifth, whom Wanda noted was Latifah, still going strong. And she saw that one of the women being shown attention by three others was only partially clad. She was wearing an apron labeled "Bayou Pizza." This girl must have delivered the pizza and was being tipped with sexual favors. Having devoured two slices of pizza and sated her hunger, she found one woman sitting on the couch by herself. She slipped over and smiled at the girl. The girl looked at Wanda, smiled, then looked back at the floor. "What's wrong, hun?" Wanda asked the woman. Wanda judged her age as 21. She had smallish breasts and a full bushy mound of brown hair between her legs, in contrast to her bright blonde hair on her head. On her left ring finger was a wedding band with a small diamond set in the middle. "I'm afraid," the woman said. "Of what?" Wanda asked quietly. "Of being a lesbian." "Why would you worry about that?" "Because I love my husband, but I also love a woman's touch. I don't want to disappoint him." Wanda thought a minute. "Do you want to stay with him?" she finally asked. "Yes. Very much." The reply was spoken softly. "Then don't worry. When you're ready, go home and love him as hard as you can. But also, be honest with him. Tell him you also want to be with women. Tell him he's the only man for you, but not the only partner. You might have to accommodate him, like letting him watch, or inviting him to join sometimes, but your love for him will grow when he lets you explore." "But ... what if he doesn't let me be with women?" "Then he's a worthless slime that can be replaced by one of these," Wanda replied, pointing to the strap-on she still wore. "I've never had a lover use one," she admitted. "You're beautiful," Wanda said. "What's your name?" "Wanda," she said. "That's my name, too," Wanda Catron laughed. Then she leaned over and kissed her namesake, softly. Wanda responded naturally, slowly increasing the kiss's intensity. Her hands reached out hesitantly to touch Catron's body, and the obviously-more experienced Wanda Catron started guiding the other Wanda's hands over her body. Soon her hands dropped, and the blonde Wanda continued feeling her partner without brown-haired Wanda's help. Slowly the blond Wanda dropped between Catron's legs, and took the dildo into her mouth. She gave it a few slow licks, then started sucking it into her mouth. Wanda could tell the married girl was into her usual routine with her husband, sucking his cock. Wanda watched to see where the session would go, but planned to alter it when she was ready. Married Wanda licked the cock until it was solidly soaked in her saliva, then lifted off it. She rolled on to her back on the couch and lifted her legs, offering Wanda access to fuck her. The lesbian decided now was the time to stagger the routine. Instead of impaling the hard, wet cock into Wanda's bushy pussy, Wanda leaned down and licked her softly, from her clit to her perineum. Blonde Wanda gasped in pleasure, then grasped brown Wanda's head. Wanda too the hint and licked at the pussy deeply, spitting on it to get it wetter, then thrusting three fingers into her hair-covered pussy. Her tongue dropped to the sensitive skin between a woman's pussy and anus, licking and kissing the perineum as blonde Wanda cried out and came. In the midst of that orgasm, our Wanda removed her hand and thrust the dildo into Wanda. She flipped a switch, and the vibrator sprang to life inside the blonde, giving her an immediate second orgasm. The blonde held on tight as Wanda fucked her as hard as she could. Blonde Wanda started a series of orgasms, each one harder than the previous. Soon she was screaming at the top of her lungs, orgasms bursting all over her brain and body. Someone slipped behind Wanda as she thrust the vibrating dildo into Blonde Wanda and plunged a vibrator into her pussy as well. Soon both Wanda's were cumming. Blonde Wanda grabbed brown Wanda's body and muffled her cries with Wanda's breasts, sucking and biting on them. The tittie torture only excited Wanda more, and she started cumming with a regularity that nearly matched blonde Wanda's. Finally the Wandas collapsed, exhausted. They cuddled on the couch for half an hour, blonde Wanda cooing how she had never cum so hard or so many times before. She offered her namesake a chance to meet her husband, but lesbian Wanda politely declined. When they had rested a while, Wanda took off the strap-on, and put it on Blonde Wanda's body. "Now, honey," Wanda said, "Fuck me like you want to be fucked, and don't worry. You won't hurt me." Blonde Wanda smiled and mounted Wanda from the rear. she entered her doggy-style, shoving the dildo in full tilt the first time. She slammed the dildo into Wanda again and again, her body leaning down to rub her breasts on Wanda's back. Then she reached and pulled Wanda's nipples, setting off Wanda's orgasmic chain. Wanda started cumming on the dildo. Blonde Wanda sensed the orgasm and pulled the dildo out, planting her face on Wanda's pussy instead. The lesbian Wanda squirted because her orgasm was so hard, shooting cum on Blonde Wanda's face and hair. They both giggled, but Wanda ate all of her namesake's cum. Then the two curled up together and watched for a while as the room finally slowed its sexual energy. Wanda invited and Wanda and Latifah to stay and shower. The shower was huge, and all three fit comfortably in it. They even fit on the floor, as the shower became a threesome of final sex for the Jamaican and the Wandas. All too soon, it seemed, they left. Wanda had both their numbers for future reference, but she felt it was time to move on and see more of America. ************************* From New Orleans, Wanda hugged the coast, ending up on the beaches of Miami, Florida. She was lying on the beach one day when she saw three lovely women approaching her. One was carrying a video camera, and all three were very pretty, very blonde, and very tanned. One had enormous breasts, one had a lovely ass, and one was very skinny. they introduced themselves as Brittney, Taylor and Nicole. Brittney was the one with the breasts, Taylor the perfect ass, and Nicole the skinny one. They started talking to Wanda, asking her if she was interested in being in a lesbian video with them. "I've done that already in my life, and I'm not interested in doing it again," Wanda said. "You've been in a porn?" Nicole asked. Wanda nodded. "I was tricked into being in a Hometown Ho's video," she started. The three women looked at her suddenly in awe. They stammered, unsure of what to say. Nicole found her tongue first. "You're THAT Wanda?" she said. "Which Wanda," Wanda said slyly, trying to determine her fame. "You forced the entire reality-porn industry to shut down for almost a year," Taylor said. "You put that one producer into deep debt, and the rest of the reality sites had to ensure the prior cooperation of anyone they approached, getting fully signed releases on tape, as proof the participant knew what she was doing. You're a legend." Wanda smiled again. "And how do you know so much of what was supposed to be a deal sealed under court orders?" Now Brittney spoke. "The details weren't released, but the generalities shocked the industry. We studied it during movie-making school while at UCLA last year. When we decided to go into the reality porn business, your example is the standard of the industry now." All three girls sat down then and quizzed Wanda for almost an hour, trying to learn all the details. Wanda admitted that she was well off financially, but she never planned to be put on film again. "But your offer was intriguing," she admitted. "What's your concept for your porn series?" "We're just starting," Brittney admitted. "We're all roommates, and we thought we would find girls, take them home, and introduce them to lesbian sex." "It sounds great. Have you made any videos yet?" Wanda asked. "We're not doing videos," Nicole said. "We've started a website. The internet is going to boom with reality porn, and we'll be on the forefront." Wanda's Story Ch. 23 "I'd like to see what you're doing," Wanda admitted. The girls led Wanda off the apartment they were leasing. It was a couple blocks off the beach, and was quite roomy. There were tripods for stationary filming, several hand-held units, and a large bed in the middle of the room. The bed, Nicole said, was even larger than king size, to allow for a lot of movement. They booted up their computer, and started showing their videos to Wanda. She sat for a bit, watching the same old lesbian sex scenes, over and over. Women licking, women grinding, women cumming, women in 69 positions. Finally Wanda said, "Enough." The women looked at Wanda eagerly, seeking her wisdom. Wanda could have laughed at that, because she was no older than they seemed to be. "I've seen it all before," Wanda admitted. "There's nothing new here." "What would you suggest?" Taylor asked. Wanda thought a few minutes, then spoke one word. "Toys." "Toys?" the three said in unison. "Yes. Toys, and constant threesomes. Have two of you seduce your weekly invitee, and then, instead of mouths and pussy grinding for pleasure, use toys, such as dildos, vibrators, strap-ons, clamps, floggers, anything your hearts can imagine. Go into mild BDSM, go into DP, there are many variations with toys. Much more variation than in a typical lesbian series." The three looked at each other, then looked sheepishly at Wanda. Taylor spoke for her roomies. "We like the idea, but there's one problem." "What's that," Wanda wondered. "We've spent all our initial capital on cameras and the website. We have no money, and we don't have that many subscribers yet." "I can help with that," Wanda said, "If you know of any adult stores in town." "Oh, we know a lot," Nicole blurted. The women started talking earnestly then. Wanda promised to buy all their toys for a two-year period, provided they gave her one-fourth of the profits from the website, along with repayment of the initial investment. After the two years, they would renew their agreement with Wanda at a one-tenth share, provided they buy their own toys from then on. Wanda would continue to draw that ten percent, as the woman who changed their website. The three agreed. Wanda called her lawyer, J.L. "Lou" Spillington, who promised to fax legal documents to Wanda's hotel in the morning for signatures. The legal paperwork underway, Wanda and the girls went cruising adult bookstores. They bought one of everything they found, including some things none of the four had ever seen before. Then they cruised a few websites, adding more toys to their shopping order. By the time the sun went down that night, Wanda was out some $30,000. They collapsed on couches in the girls' apartment, happily shopped out. Brittney got off the couch and got some cold drinks for her roomies and Wanda. But she didn't give Wanda the drink, but said, "Let me serve your drink for you, Wanda." Wanda nodded, unsure of what Brittney had in mind. A minute later, she knew. Brittney pulled her blouse down and lowered a breast to Wanda's mouth. As Wanda took the proffered nipple into her mouth, Brittney started slowly pouring the wine she had brought down the top of her breast. The cold liquid slid down the breast and into Wanda's mouth. Wanda moaned in joy as she sucked a nipple taut and drank wine at the same time. Brittney moaned at the dichotomy of the cold wine and Wanda's hot mouth. Brittney felt her pussy getting wetter, and needed more than a nipple sucked. Nicole sensed Brittney's need. She pulled down the big-breasted girl's pants and glued her mouth to Brittney's pussy. She sucked precum into her mouth as Wanda sucked on the breast. The glass of wine quickly emptied, and Wanda started licking the breast clean of wine drips as Nicole licked deeper into Brittney's pussy. Brittney had very sensitive breasts, and with one woman on her breasts and another on her pussy, the girl lost control and came hard. Taylor was suddenly behind Brittney, holding her upright. Wanda noted vaguely that Taylor was also naked, and had some of the new toys in her hands. Wanda took a second to ask "We're not taping, are we?" "No, Wanda," Taylor admitted. "We want to succeed, and your lawyer would destroy us if we filmed without your permission." Wanda relaxed and got into the spirit of the fun about to begin. She reached over and grabbed nipple clamps from Taylor, and quickly trapped Brittney's erect nipples in the tight clamps. Brittney came immediately from the new sensation on her very sensitive breasts. Nicole also took a toy, a red-and-white striped dildo, and thrust it into Brittney's pussy, opening her further. Wanda took a free moment to undress like her new friends were already, and then headed to the kitchen. she came back with two ice cubes, which she slipped under the clamps on Brittney's breasts. Between the dildo and the ice, Brittney came again. Taylor pulled Wanda away from Brittney and Nicole and kissed her. Her hands went quickly to Wanda's shaved pussy, followed a minute later by her mouth on Wanda's erect nipples. Wanda pulled her partner to the floor, ending up atop Taylor. As she let Taylor play with her body, Wanda's hands reached for a nearby toy. She rolled Taylor onto her hands and knees, and slid the green dildo she found into Taylor's pussy. The dildo drove deep, and Taylor moaned. As Wanda thrust the dildo in and out, she kissed and licked at the perfect butt high in the air, adding to Taylor's moans. Several minutes later, Taylor came, squirting her cum around the dildo. As she came, she became very wet, and Wanda had an idea. Just as Taylor's orgasm ebbed, Wanda grabbed a second dildo, this one red and as fat as the first, and manipulated it carefully into Taylor's pussy. Soon Taylor had two dildos in her to the hilt, and Taylor was cumming again. Wanda grabbed both, and had them moving in and out of Taylor. The girl's screams filled the room, and soon Brittney and Nicole were watching Wanda and Taylor. Wanda timed an orgasm, then slid a small vibrating dildo into Taylor's ass. The girl could take no more. Her orgasms were continuous now, each more powerful than the one before. Wanda ended her session with Taylor by spanking her ass red, increasing the intensity of the orgasms. Finally, Taylor collapsed, too exhausted to remain even on her hands and knees. Wanda pulled the tools out then, giving Taylor a chance to rest. Brittney and Nicole applauded. They had lived with Taylor for almost a year now, and had never seen her cum as hard as she had just then. Wanda blushed at the attention. Then Brittney and Nicole jumped Wanda, holding her down and kissing her. Wanda didn't fight, it has to be told. The foursome traded partners most of the night, and used a good assortment of their new toys. The next day, the legal documents arrived from Lou. They were quickly signed and notarized, and Wanda became the girls' financial backer. Wanda faxed a set of the signed documents back to Lou, then called her to confirm their arrival. Wanda and Lou spoke a minute about her trip, and also about Wanda's mother and sister. Lou told Wanda that Wendy had taken her aide, Keren Fingers, as a lover. It was to be the last time Lou and Wanda talked. Six months later, when Wanda's life had returned to a semblence of normalcy, she started watching the porns on the site of the three roommates who lived together. She saw that a lot of what they did together that night was used on other women. But Wanda's favorite video was when they found a nice half-Hispanic girl who fucked Taylor like wanda had that night. That video brought back Wanda's memories of a happier time. ************************ From Florida, Wanda drove lazily up the Eastern Seaboard. She visited Fort Sumter, then Kitty Hawk, then Baltimore. She spent a week in Washington, DC, seeing the sights in the nation's capital. Then she tried her hand at the gaming tables in Atlantic City, New Jersey, finding that, at gambling, she was better at seducing the dealer than beating her. The only 21 she got from the dealer was the combined number of orgasms in an all-night session in the hot tub, bed and shower. Finally, Wanda got to New York City, and she planned to go to an out-of-the-way BDSM club she had heard about. But first, as always, she checked in at home. It was early evening in Boise, and Wanda's sister Wendy answered the phone. "Hey, sis, it's me," Wanda said cheerily. "Come home, Wanda, quick. You're needed here," Wendy said, terror dripping in her voice. "What's wrong?" Wanda said. "Lou's dead, Mommy's hurt, and they were shot by this psycho bitch that showed up at the house an hour ago." "WHAT?" Wanda was suddenly scared. "This woman, Betty someone, came to the door late this afternoon. Lou answered the door, while Mommy and I were on the couch. Next thing ... next thing .. oh shit, Wanda, next thing, Lou's brains are all over the hallway, and psycho bitch is screaming, looking for you." "ME?" Wanda was still stunned, but Wendy's hysterical story was hurting Wanda more and more. "Yeah," Wendy said, getting a little more in control "This fat bitch looked right at me and said, 'You're not Wanda' and left me alone. Then she aimed her gun at Mommy and shot her, screaming that it was your fault. Mommy got hit in the stomach, and just left for the hospital. "Then psycho bitch asked me where you were. I told her I didn't know, you were driving around the country. So she said 'my life is over,' put the gun into her mouth and killed herself. Police identified her as Betty ... Betty .. . Betty Grant." Wanda's heart froze. She had called Betty's husband and told him about Betty's porn past. But she didn't think Betty would do this. "I'll be right home. Did you call Roger?" "Yes," Wendy said. "They're driving here, so they'll be here in the morning." "I'll fly out on the first plane. I'll be home tonight or tomorrow." "Go to Provo Memorial Hospital. I'll be there with Mommy and Keren." Wanda wasted no time. She found a service that would transport her Mustang back home, then called both airports in NYC. She got a flight that left JFK in 90 minutes, getting her into Salt Lake City at midnight. Wanda was in tears with worry when the wheels hit the tarmac at Salt Lake City Airport. She rented a car and drove to the Provo Hospital, hitting speeds of over 100 on the drive. She got to the hospital and found Wendy and Keren Fingers outside ICU, holding each other and crying. The doctor came out and started explaining Lorraine Catron's condition. "She was shot in the abdomen. We've spent the night removing the bullet and stitching her intestines back together. She's very weak, and won't be able to eat for a while, but she'll live." "Do anything it takes, Doc,' Wanda said, tears streaming down her eyes. "I can pay for anything you need to do. Just get Mommy well." Wanda was still on Eastern time, so it was almost 4 am to her body by the time she got home to Anne Franklin's house. She used her keys to let herself in, then started searching for her Mistress. Anne was not in her bed, so Wanda assumed she would be in the dungeon. She opened the door and started down the stairs. She heard Anne's voice, and also her other friend, Amber Anderson. They were speaking together, and Wanda saw from the stairs they were in bed together. "Girl is so glad you sent Wanda away, Mistress," Amber was saying. Mistress? Wanda thought. When did that happen?. "Girl could not stand another summer away from you, and neither could little Lisa. She misses her other mommy when we're sent away." Amber stopped on the stairs, stunned. Who was Lisa. Mommy? Events were rapidly overtaking the 21-year-old. "I know, my favorite slave," Anne said. "I've tried to get rid of Wanda, attempting to get her to cheat, to lie, to leave. I've spied on her, and she's followed orders to the letter. Nothing has worked. I don't want her, but I want her money. you know that, pet." "Yes, Mistress, girl knows. Wanda has the money, and we need it to bring Lisa up right." Wanda was in tears now. Anne and Amber didn't want her. Lou was dead, and her mother was badly injured. Astrid was married. Wendy had Keren. Wanda had no one. She started sobbing. The cries from Wanda woke up little Lisa first. She was sleeping at the bottom of the stairs. Her plaintive wails alerted Amber and Anne. They got out of bed and leaded to Lisa's crib. Only then did they see Wanda, sitting on the stairs in tears. "Oh, pet," Anne said. "What's .." Wanda snapped at Anne before the woman could continue. "You FILTH!" Wanda spat out. Then her eyes landed on Amber. Wanda almost didn't recognize her. The former gymnast had gotten breast augmentation. The 32a breasts she formerly had were now hefty 34d. Another shock was the leash around Amber's neck, ending at Anne's waist. "Wanda, honey, what's wrong?" Anne said smoothly. "I .. I HEARD YOU!" Wanda screamed. "You've made my life a living hell for the past three years. And now, when I need you the most, you prove your fucking colors by fucking my former best fucking friend, giving her MY position, and making her body look like mine. Well, no more!" Wanda's hands tore at her neck. She undid the Collar and threw it at Anne. "You bitch. And now I see why Amber hasn't been around. She had a baby for you! I would have done anything you asked. But NO! Well, fuck you both. I'm leaving, taking my money, and suing your sorry ass for the rest that you squandered. I never want to see you again!!" Wanda marched out of the house, slamming the door. Her life with Anne was over, and Wanda had no idea what to do next. She went to the hospital and stayed there until Lorraine was released, then went back to Boise State. She was the loneliest senior on campus. Wanda's Story Ch. 24 Senior year in college is supposed to be the best time of your life. But there was no way you could convince Wanda Catron of that fact. She was starting her senior year at Boise State University in a fog. Her life had started coming apart at the start of the summer, and had fallen completely apart in the past two weeks. Her college roommate, Astrid Martin, had married Wanda's brother, Roger Catron. Astrid and Roger lived in Boise, as it was also Astrid's senior year. Astrid had been Wanda's lover for the last three years, but now all her love went to her husband. Wanda had been the slave of Anne Sullivan, but Wanda had arrived home early from her trip around America and heard Anne and her best friend Amber Anderson talking about how Anne had been behind all the troubles Wanda had suffered the previous three years at school. Wanda also found out that Anne wanted to get rid of Wanda, but keep half of her money. Finally, she found that Amber had had a baby for Anne, and Anne in turn used part of Wanda's lawsuit winnings to enhance Amber's appearance, giving her massive breasts. Wanda had removed her slave collar then and left Anne for good. Wanda couldn't even go home to relieve her hurt, because home was where the hurt was the most acute. For at home, death had come rapidly, unexpectedly, and was Wanda's fault. Wanda's first lover, Betty Grant, had come gunning for Wanda, not knowing Wanda wasn't home. She had shot Wanda's mother, Lorraine Catron. She had killed Lorraine's lover and Wanda's lawyer, J.L. Spillington. She had put that gun inches from the face of Wanda's sister, Wendy Catron. And finally, in front of the 18-year-old Wendy, Betty had blown her brains out. Lorraine was out of the hospital, but still very weak. She was at home, being attended by Wendy, Keren Fingers, who was Wendy's lover and J.L.'s legal assistant, and a live-in nurse being paid for by Wanda. Wanda had won an $11 million judgment against Betty and a porn company for illegally using her in a porn video. When Wanda had found Betty earlier that summer, she had called Betty's husband and told him about her porn past. That had caused the husband to kick Betty out of his life. Betty had been a good wife until then, giving the man two children and was pregnant with a third. Now she was dead, too. With all this on Wanda's mind, she couldn't concentrate at school. She finally went to the dean in mid-October and got a sabbatical. She kept to her dorm and holed up for a while, crying a lot and purging herself of her hurt. Her only excursions were home to see Lorraine, or to the Boise Pavilion to watch the women's basketball games. Wanda had prime seats behind the Boise bench, where she rooted hard for star player Astrid Martin-Catron, her sister. Astrid had been the team's star for two years, and this year the team had added a transfer from Sweden. The new player, Inga, was 7-2 and a dominant force in the middle of the court. Astrid and Inga became Boise State's answer to Kobe and Shaq, with Astrid feeding the ball inside to Inga for brute scoring power, and Inga popping the ball back out to Astrid for her outside shooting touch. That season, Astrid averaged a school-record 27.5 points. Ingrid was right behind her with a 24.8 scoring average. Boise won its division in the Western Athletic Conference, then won the WAC Tournament. They even won two games in the NCAA Tournament before being beaten by eventual national champion Connecticut. Boise's success was Wanda's only happiness that year. She returned to classes in the spring, but took a bare minimum to remain an active student, and only got Cs in those classes. Every break from school was an excuse for Wanda to head home and check on her mother. Slowly but surely Lorraine was mending physically. But she was still hurting mentally, having lost her first and only female lover. Wanda couldn't help that, because she was also becoming a monk sexually. Finally, during Easter break, Wanda decided to try and move on. She dropped her lawsuit against Anne after her former Mistress agreed to never contact Wanda again, and Anne returned the remainder of the $1 million Wanda had initially given Anne. Then Wanda started looking. She went to a Provo BDSM Brunch, but left quickly when she saw Anne and Amber together, seemingly the center of attention at the meeting. She cruised the bars, but only found men wanting her, not women. When she returned to Boise, Wanda went online. She started cruising lesbian BDSM chatrooms, searching for something, anything. At first she just sat in rooms, barely speaking. Then, one night, the room she was in started a trivia quiz. Wanda found herself getting involved in the game, and found she was pretty good at it. Soon, a woman named Mistress Angel asked to speak with Wanda privately. Wanda followed the woman into a private chat, where the Angel started speaking to Wanda, asking her questions about her history, her sexual likes and dislikes, and the reasons she was chatting online. Soon Wanda was spending a lot of time online with Mistress Angel. Finally Angel asked Wanda if she would wear her online Collar. Wanda felt so happy. She had found a Mistress again. She quickly agreed, and asked Mistress Angel for her e-mail address to start sending her daily updates. To her surprise, Mistress Angel gave her the e-mail phunbhoy. Curious, Wanda called up the online profile for phunbhoy, and found that her "Mistress angel" was in reality some man named William, who had a female slave of his own, giving a link to her e-mail as well. Wanda, disgusted, clicked the link and told the slave about phunbhoy William's female alter ego. Then she went to her chatroom and exposed "Mistress Angel" as a man. She got rid of him, but found herself alone again. Again, Wanda searched. She bounced from room to room again. Another Mistress turned her eye on Wanda, and they started talking together. When she finally asked Wanda to wear her Collar, Wanda had already done her homework. This woman, in her mid-40s, lived in Arizona, close enough for Wanda to visit. and she was all woman, too. Wanda chose to take her Collar, and the women set a date for an online Collaring. Then the woman disappeared from the room and the internet. Wanda watched the day of her Collaring come and go, with no sign of the woman. Wanda sat and waited for a couple of weeks beyond her Collaring date, hoping Shanendoah, her online name, would return. But she never came back, so Wanda started looking again. She changed rooms often, not finding anything worthwhile. Finally, one day in early May, she found a room called ForbiddenLovesOfWomen. Intrigued, Wanda entered. Right away, the room's owner, Alluringsweetlady, spoke to her. "How are you, honey," Alluring said. "Lonely," Wanda answered. "Why?" came the question back. Wanda couldn't explain why, but she felt a kinship to this woman already. Suddenly, Wanda was pouring out her heart to this complete stranger. She told her about the hurt from Anne, and the subsequent loss of love from "Angel" and Shanendoah. Alluring listened without asking questions until Wanda said, "And so I'm here, all alone, hoping for friendship and ... oh, I don't know, maybe more eventually." "Please make this your home for a while," Alluring said. "You'll find what you need here, I'm sure of it." Wanda felt sure also. She felt a stirring while she spoke with Alluring, a stirring she hadn't felt in a long time. But Wanda was suddenly shy again. This was the room's owner. Surely she had much more to do than talk with one little girl. Wanda started coming to the room again and again. Every time she came in, Alluring made sure to talk to Wanda, spending more and more time talking to the now-22-year-old. She took an interest in Wanda's schoolwork, and slowly told Wanda about her life. Her real name was Donna, she was 31, and she was the mother of of a three year old daughter. She had been married, but was now divorced. And she also admitted one night that she was a Mistress, having one online slave named Footsie. Slowly but surely Wanda started having feelings for Donna, urges she had not known in a long time. But Wanda had no idea how to resolve these urges online. But one day a week before school let out, Alluring said to Wanda, "I want you to meet someone. I'm going to make this conversation a three-way discussion, OK?" "OK," Wanda said. "Wanda, say 'hello' to Footsie," Donna said. "Hello, Footsie," Wanda said. But Footsie seemed to ignore Wanda. She wrote "Footsie goes to Mistress Sweet and remove her shoes. Footsie gently massages her feet, licking between the toes to clean her properly." "Good girl," Donna wrote, proving she was not only Alluringsweetlady, but also Mistress Sweet. "Footsie licks Mistress' ankles, kissing all around them," Footsie wrote. "You may continue," Donna wrote. Wanda sat quietly, watching and reading her screen. "Footsie kisses Mistress' calves." "Higher, baby. I've spread my legs for you." "Footsie licks Mistress' thighs. She smells Mistress' pussy, but patiently holds back, like she has been taught." "Good baby, get me ready, honey." "Footsie slowly removes Mistress' thong. Footsie stops to smell the crotch of her Mistress' thong, savoring the aroma of her Mistress." "How does that make you feel, baby?" "Footsie wants you so much, Mistress." "Strip, baby." "Footsie removes her obi, Mistress, revealing her body to you and your friend," she wrote, admitting Wanda's presence for the first time. "Describe your body, baby." "Footsie has chocolate milk skin, with dark areolas and pert nipples. Her dark shaved pussy is currently puffy with desire for Mistress. Girl's dimensions are 36c-28-34. Her photo is in her profile, and Mistress has a much more intimate photo girl was happy to provide her." "Good baby. Now you may indulge your pleasures." "Footsie smiles, then spreads Mistress' legs farther apart. Footsie licks her sweet white pussy lips, teasing with the first few licks, harder with the next. She keeps her tongue along the outer labia, not daring to go inside Mistress yet." Wanda as startled to find her hand between her legs, rubbing herself softly. She felt wet, but also felt like a voyeur. She made the effort to remove her hand and continued to read. The two had proceeded a bit, and Wanda started reading at where they were. "Footsie finally drives one finger into Mistress, adding it to her tongue. She is licking Mistress inside and out." "Yes, baby, don't stop," Donna wrote. "Footsie adds a second finger, making Mistress' pussy stretch open. It's so much easier to lick now." "I'm so close," Donna announced. Suddenly Wanda was typing. "I come over and kiss Donna hard, our lips meshing, our tongues curling together." "Oh, yes, Wanda," Donna wrote. "Now I'm cumming!!" "Footsie licks all of Mistress' cream as she cums. Footsie never misses a drop." "Our kiss gets more passionate with your orgasm," Wanda wrote. She was getting excited now. Her hand returned between her legs, and the pussy that had been forlorn and lonely for most of the year came alive under Wanda's gentle touch. "Strip, Wanda honey," Donna wrote. Wanda pulled her clothes off, then wrote that she had. she quickly described her body. "I have light brown skin, with large 38c breasts topped with erect nipples. My pussy is shaved, and my ass could use to lose a couple of inches, but it's very spankable." "Footsie likes," she wrote. "Her hand moves to rub Wanda's pussy." "My hand joins yours, Footsie dear," Donna said. The two women kept describing the feel of Wanda's pussy, and Wanda tried to get her hand to emulate their descriptions. Wanda had never participated in an online sex session, also known as cybersex. For most of her adult life, Wanda had partners available for face-to-face, pussy-to-pussy, bump-and-grind, down-and-dirty sex. Having been without a partner for almost nine months, this was a thrill for Wanda. Her hand flew in and out of her own pussy. finally, she could hold off no longer. Her free hand typed "Cumming" and the girl came, gushing over her hand, her chair, and the floor. Her mouth opened and moaned very loudly, adding to her excitement. Slowly she came off her orgasmic high and looked at her screen. Both women were typing her name, wondering where she was. Wanda feebly typed "I'm here," then smiled as each woman said they were worried about her. "I haven't cum in a while, that's all," Wanda said. Donna, who knew Wanda's history, said "I understand, honey. And how do you feel now?" "Much better, Ma'am," Wanda typed. "Then let's continue. Go get your favorite toys, girls," Donna ordered. "Footsie has to go, Mistress," Footsie said. and she logged off. Wanda ran off and opened her suitcase. She returned with a large vibrating dildo, and reported she had her toy. She described her toy to Donna. It was an impulse penis power vibrator, 7 inches long, 1 1/2 inches thick, and with seven speeds of vibrating power. There were bumps on the end for even better stimulation inside her body. Donna typed, "Slide it in, honey." Wanda did as ordered. "Turn it on low." Wanda did, and moaned at the slow vibrations shuddering against her pussy walls. "Move it in and out slowly. This is my hand moving the dildo, Wanda." Wanda followed orders, sliding it in slowly. Her desires grew with the motion. "Speed it up, two levels." Wanda did, and moaned intensely at the added vibrations. She continued her in-and-out movements. She wanted to close her eyes and let go, but Donna was typing again, and Wanda wanted to follow her orders. "Speed it one more, then put it on your clit." Wanda did, and her moan became a scream of pleasure. She came then, heedless of all of her training, heedless of everything except that she had not cum, not masturbated, since the previous August. "Drive the dildo back into your pussy, and speed it to high." Wanda again followed orders, filling her pussy with the dildo. It slid quickly to its full length, the entrance made easier by the cum flowing in her body. She turned it on high and left it in. "Cum as often as you need, Wanda. You need to cum." Wanda then closed her eyes and let go. Wave after wave of releasing orgasm flowed over her. One, two, three, then she lost count and reveled in the joy of her body responding to sex again, even self-sex. Finally, she pulled the dildo out of her pussy and started typing again on her computer. "Oh, Donna, my Alluringsweetlady, thank you thank you thank you!" "Why?" Donna said, adding a little smiley face with its tongue sticking out to her question. "I came and came and came. It was like my first time all over again. I've been reborn, and you are my mother, my lover, my partner, my friend." Donna smiled on her screen, and told Wanda that many more such sessions were to be expected between them. The school year ended, and Wanda knew she needed another year to finish getting her degree. she signed up for classes, and drove back to Provo. When she got there, she got a call from Roger. His wife, Astrid, had been selected in the second round of the WNBA Draft by the New York Liberty, and they were moving to New York so Astrid could play professional basketball. Wanda wished them well, then hung up and focused on her remaining family. She had come home every chance she could the past year, and would remain home all summer. Lorraine was getting stronger every day, and was also healing emotionally, although she was refusing to venture out with anyone on a date. Keren Fingers had moved out a month previous, and Wendy was now dating a local boy, learning about heterosexual love. Wanda stayed with her mother as much as possible. She set up her personal computer in the room on the other side of the hall from her mom. She spent every moment not with Mom online with Donna. The two of them were growing closer, as were Wanda and Footsie. The only frustrating thing about Footsie was that she seemed to disappear right when she had built Wanda up to orgasm during their cyber sessions. Finally, after another frustrating session with Footsie, Wanda complained to Donna. "Ma'am," she said, "I can't take Footsie running out just before I cum. What's wrong with her?" "Oh, my little one, I must have forgotten to tell you," Donna wrote. "Footsie still lives with her parents, and hasn't come out about being a lesbian yet." "Oh, I'm so sorry, Ma'am. I know that must frustrate you as much as it does me." "It does, Donna. Which is why I want to ask you something." "Yes, Ma'am?" "Wanda, will you be my online slave? Will you serve me, and love me, and me mine?" Wanda's heart leapt. After her first two, abortive, attempts at online romance, she had not even considered looking for a Collar. She was just happy to be friends with the wonderful Donna Mettert. And now, she was offering a Collar. Donna's eyes filled with joy. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Wanda typed. "I am yours, my Mistress Donna, now and forever!" The rest of the summer was spent online with Donna, serving her, loving her, and learning about her. Donna sent Wanda some pictures of her, nude. She had curly blonde hair down to her shoulders. She had very small tits (like Amber used to have, Wanda thought ruefully), and a small ass to boot. The only drawback was that Donna was mute, her vocal cords having been severed in an accident when she was four. In late July Donna admitted that she was four months pregnant from a one-night stand she'd had. She was a mall manager back home in Arkansas, and she was growing deeper and deeper in love with Wanda. Not surprisingly, Wanda was growing deeper and deeper in love with Donna, too. And Wanda planned a surprise for Donna. Wanda's Story Ch. 25 It was late August, and Wanda Catron was ready to return to school for her second attempt at her senior year, Her first attempt, the previous year, had been aborted by death and personal disaster. But Wanda had changed over the summer. She had met someone online, and had accepted her Collar. She was now the online slave of Donna Mettert, who was known as Alluringsweetlady to most, and Mistress Sweet to Wanda. They had met the previous April, and been Collared a month now. Donna was encouraging Wanda to go to school and finish her education, and Wanda wanted to finish now. She had a goal in mind, both short-term and long-term. However, tomorrow's goals were secrets, at least to Donna. Donna was the mall manager at the Northwest Arkansas Mall in Fayetteville, Ark. She was a tough but fair manager, especially since she had been mute since the age of four. But the mall was one of the best-run in America, earning honors year after year. Wanda told Donna online one night that she was ready to return to school, but needed a week to take care of some personal business. Donna said she understood and hoped that Wanda would keep in touch with her during the week she would be gone. Wanda smiled inwardly, and publicly promised that she would indeed keep in touch. The next morning, Wanda went to the Salt Lake City airport. Her flight took her to Atlanta, and from there on another connecting flight to Bentonville, Arkansas, landing at 3:30, nearly nine hours after she had taken off. A trip to the Hertz rental counter got her into a Mustang, and after a search on the map, Wanda was heading south towards Fayetteville. An hour later, Wanda was sitting in the Northwest Arkansas Mall, staring at the entrance to the mall offices. Suddenly, all her muscles were jelly. She stared at the door, working hard to will her body to move. A person walking by caught Wanda's eye. Short, about 5-3, with stringy blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. A flower patten dress draped over her body, which would normally seem too small to Wanda. Now, however, the dress was perfect, as was the woman wearing it. Wanda had seen her Mistress, Donna Mettert, for the first time. Donna walked into the office doors, and caused Wanda's muscles to start responding again. She stood up and walked through the office doors. She saw a door close at the end of the hall and assumed it was Donna's. But her way was blocked by a large counter and an equally large secretary. "May I help you?" the enormous woman said. "Yes," Wanda replied. "I'd like to speak with Donna Mettert." "I don't think you can, Miss. She's a busy woman." "She'll see me. Tell her Wanda's here." "Wait here." The woman nearly filled the entire hallway as she waddled to the door that had closed. She entered (how, Wanda didn't know), then came out a minute later. Again she slowly waddled back to her desk. The fat woman turned right, and SHE was there, her beloved Donna, walking behind Blubbo the secretary. Her eyes looked at Wanda a second, then they lit up like a Christmas tree. A big smile flashed on her face, and she almost leapt over the counter and into Wanda's arms. Wanda caught the exuberant Donna and the women kissed as Blubbo tried not to look. Donna led Wanda past Blubbo and into her office. There Donna took out a note pad and scribbled quickly. When she handed it to Wanda, the note said "What are you doing here?" "I came to be with you, Mistress," Wanda said. "I need you so much, and I love you. However, I'll leave if you ask me to." Donna scribbled quickly. When the pad returned, it said "Stay. Let me make arrangements." Donna picked up what looked like a phone, only much larger, and placed it in something that looked like a computer keyboard. She typed, and then she heard a voice on speaker box. Curious, Wanda came around the corner of the desk. Quickly Wanda scribbled "TTY phone", then typed more. The voice came back. "Yes, Donna, I can watch your baby for a few days. What's going on?" Donna typed and Wanda watched over her shoulder. "Something's come up, and I'm going out of town for a few days. You sure you're all right? Anything I can get for you?" Donna scribbled for Wanda's benefit, "My mom." "No honey," her mother said. "Just be safe. Your baby will be all right. you take care of the little one you're carrying, too." "I will, Ma," Donna typed back. She hung up the phone, then paged for Blubbo. When she waddled in, their hands flew as they spoke in American Sign Language. Wanda had started studying ASL when she learned about Donna's disability, but she quickly got lost trying to follow Blubbo and Donna's conversation. When Blubbo squeezed out of Donna's office, Donna straightened some files, putting things on her desk in order, and signaled Wanda to follow her. They left the office and headed to the private parking area for mall employees. Wanda saw they were going to Donna's car and tapped her Mistress on the shoulder. When Donna turned, she said "I have a car here." Donna had brought her pen and paper. She wrote fast, then showed Wanda. It said "Leave it. You won't need it for what we'll be doing tonight." Wanda got into Donna's car. It was an older model Chevy, with a baby seat in the back seat. Donna drove out of the enclosure, and drove out of town for a bit. She headed northeast and ended up at Rogers, Ark. There, she drove until she saw a cheap motel and started pulling in. "No, Mistress," Wanda said. "Not here. Choose the best hotel in town. I can afford to splurge on you." Donna looked at Wanda, but drove on. She found a very elegant hotel and pulled in. Wanda used her platinum credit card to pay for the room, and included a nice meal to be delivered by room service. Together the women rode the elevator to their floor, and Wanda led her Mistress into the room and closed the door. Once they were alone, Wanda dropped to her knees before her Mistress. Donna smiled and pulled Wanda up. Together they kissed, long and hard. Wanda's hands roamed over Donna's small body, and then settled on her hips. She pulled Donna tight against her own body, then felt Donna undoing her blouse. Before they could go much farther, though, there was a knock at the door. Wanda reluctantly pulled away from Donna and got the door. It was room service, with the meal of pork ribs, mashed potatoes, corn and white wine. Wanda signed the ticket, giving a nice tip, then locked the door behind the boy as he left. When she turned around, her eyes grew huge. Donna had removed her dress and bra, and was sliding her panties down her body. She stepped out of the bunched panties and motioned for Wanda to approach. Wanda did, shedding clothes as she walked. Her blouse fell, then her bra, freeing her wondrous 38c breasts. Donna licked her lips in anticipation. Wanda loosed her jeans, and seemed to step out of them as she walked. Finally, one step from Donna, the 22-year-old grabbed the waistband of her thong and pulled. It tore off her hips, leaving Wanda as naked as Donna. She fell onto the bed, embracing Donna as she did. The two women wiggled together, kissing and letting their bodies rub at each other. The sexual tension in the room was mounting, but they refused to break their kisses. Donna ended up on top, rubbing her small breasts against Wanda's larger ones. Donna broke the kiss first, then slid up Wanda's body. The submissive thought her Mistress was going to feed her pussy to Wanda, and licked her lips in anticipation. But Donna stopped a little short of Wanda's mouth. Instead, she squatted down and drove her pussy onto one of Wanda's breasts, sucking it into her pussy. Wanda watched in lust as Donna fucked her breast. The bump that was the baby Donna carried was visible to Wanda, and knowing that her Mistress was pregnant only fueled Wanda's lust. Donna slid one hand backwards as she fucked on Wanda's tit, and started rubbing Wanda's pussy. Wanda spread her legs and allowed Donna full access. Donna couldn't speak, but she could grunt and groan. Those guttural sounds were increasing exponentially as the 31-year-old closed in on orgasm. Wanda squeezed her breast slightly, and more of it slid into Donna's body. The woman grunted and came, flooding the nipple with cum, and letting it flow down Wanda's body. Wanda shifted, rolling Donna off her and on to her back. Wanda scrambled down and drove her tongue deep inside Donna's pussy, licking the last of the cum out of her mistress, and also bringing fresh waves of pre-orgasmic juices out of the depths of Donna's body. Finally, Donna grunted hard and came, shooting cum all over Wanda's face. Wanda smiled and licked harder, forcing Donna to squirm and cum again. Wanda would have gone on, but she felt Donna's hands on her head, lifting her out of the pussy. Wanda looked at Donna, cum congealing on her face. Donna signaled Wanda to come higher, and when Wanda did, Donna kissed and licked the cum from Wanda's face. Then Donna pointed to herself, crossed her arms, and pointed at Wanda. Wanda knew what she had said. Wanda repeated the gesture, pointing at herself to mean "I", crossing her hands over her heart to mean "Love", pointing at Donna to mean "You", then pointed up with her right hand and rotated it clockwise, to signify "Always." Donna's eyes brightened, seeing Wanda sign back at her. She motioned with her right hand pointing into her mouth, then made a "Y" and dropped it down quickly, signaling "Eat now." Wanda nodded, then put her hands together with her thumbs up. She wiggled the thumbs up and down, signaling "Sweetheart" to Donna. Donna smiled and kissed Wanda, then led her to the table the waiter had left. Though the food was a little cold, it hit the spot, filling both women's needs for sustenance. Then they went back to the bed. This time Wanda got on her hands and knees, and Donna, kneeling off the bed for better access, licked at her submissive's pussy. No one had done that for a year, and Wanda quickly came, then came again and again. When Donna lifted out of Wanda's pussy, she rubbed her left hand over her right palm. Wanda knew that meant "Nice." "Thank you, Mistress," Wanda said. "I have really needed your touch, not just online, but in person." Wanda pulled Donna on to the bed, and spent some time sucking her Mistress' nipples. They were especially sensitive because of the pregnancy, and Donna came twice while Wanda sucked. Then Donna shoved her fist into Wanda's pussy, fucking the girl with her entire hand while Wanda urged her to strike inside her harder and harder. Wanda's orgasms were growing in intensity as the couple got rougher and rougher. After removing her hand, Donna proceeded to spank Wanda's ass, keeping the rhythm until Wanda came. Then Donna rolled around, and the women shoved their pussies against each other, grinding and cumming together. Both women had multiple orgasms, and slept that night sated and happy in each other's arms. When Wanda awoke the next morning, it was with Donna between her legs, licking her pussy. She was already flowing, and so Wanda let herself go. She relaxed and allowed Donna's tongue to go wherever it wanted in Wanda's body. Donna's tongue was the longest Wanda had ever felt. Donna had spread Wanda's pussy open, and the long tongue was licking deeper than Wanda had ever remembered being probed. Suddenly the tongue snaked a certain way, and it licked Wanda's G-Spot. No one had done that before. Wanda erupted, crying out in lust as she came hard. She flowed over Donna's tongue, wetting her already wet pussy with fresh juices. Donna then rolled Wanda on hands and knees. She took that marvelous tongue and slowly pushed against Wanda's ass. The tongue slid into Wanda's ass hole, driving the girl to a fresh round of orgasms. Others had licked her anal bud, but no tongue had ever entered that place. Wanda exulted in its feel, as a fresh orgasm swept over her. Wanda muffled her cries of joy in the pillow as the tongue moved back into Wanda's pussy. Donna's tongue moved back and forth, ass to pussy. Wanda had too many orgasms to count. When Donna finally moved her mouth and playfully spanked Wanda's ass to show she was done, Wanda collapsed on the bed, spent. Slowly her senses returned. Donna was now in the bathroom, drawing the water for a bath. Wanda entered the bathroom and smiled, seeing the bubbles flowing in the water. Donna patted the bubbles, then waved Wanda over. Wanda assumed she was to wash her Mistress, but looked shocked when Donna signaled that the bath was for Wanda. Wanda slipped hesitantly into the tub, and sank into the luxurious water until just her head showed. Donna grabbed a loofa and scrubbed Wanda's body. Wanda had given many baths, but never had she been the first to be scrubbed. She was always washed by Anne as an afterthought, or wanda cleansed herself after doing Anne. To have her new Mistress doing the cleaning of Wanda's body first was a new experience. Donna scrubbed softly, knowing most of what was on Wanda's body was sweat. She felt all over wanda's body as she cleaned her, marveling at the beautiful breasts on the girl, the flat stomach, the smooth ass, the comfortable thighs and shapely legs. Her lips sought out Wanda's, and the women kissed deeply as Donna finished scrubbing Wanda. When she was finished, Donna signaled Wanda to get out of the tub. Donna wrapped a large towel around Wanda's body, drying her. Wanda assumed she would now give Donna her bath, but Donna put her hand towards her mouth, signaling a desire to eat. Wanda went to the phone and called room service. She ordered a breakfast of omelets, toast, orange juice and coffee. When she finished, she hurried back into the bathroom, only to find Donna already done with her bath. Wanda helped dry Donna off, then the women kissed and cuddled in their towels until the food arrived. After tipping the waiter, Wanda served Donna, then got another surprise when Donna indicated that Wanda sit in the chair opposite her. It seemed to Wanda that Donna was treating her not as a slave, but as an equal. Wanda liked that feeling. After breakfast, they dressed and went back towards Fayetteville to get Wanda's car. This time they left Donna's car in the secured parking area for mall personnel and drove around in Wanda's rented Mustang. They returned to Rogers and bought changes of clothing for Donna at the local Wal-Mart. The couple went to the movies, finding ways to while away their time together without speaking. When they were walking around town, shopping or sightseeing, Wanda worked with Donna on her meager ASL skills. Wanda was a quick learner, and by the end of the day knew three times as much sign language as she did that morning. That night, back in their hotel, Wanda was able to bring out the collection of toys she had brought with her for their pleasure. Donna's eyes went right to the double-headed dildo, so they both climbed on the 18-inch log and rode it together, rubbing pussies as they fucked the toy. Each woman had two orgasms together on the toy before Wanda showed the toy's versatility by bending it almost in half and fucking Donna like a man with the two-headed toy, giving the 31-year-old two more orgasms to Wanda's one. Donna took the two-headed toy out of their pussies and spread Wanda's legs wide, thrusting into Wanda's pussy a small vibrator that had an incredible speed inside the pussy. Donna turned it on high, thrusting it in and out of Wanda while the young girl screamed in pleasure as orgasm after orgasm took hold of Wanda's body. Donna added her mouth to Wanda's clit for a couple orgasms, then thrust her tongue into Wanda's ass for the last two orgasms that night. Again they slept arm-in-arm. Again Wanda woke to find Donna licking her pussy. Again she greeted the sunrise with a series of orgasms. Wanda knew by now that she was at home in Donna's arms. ************************ The week wore on. The women toured most of northwest Arkansas. They traveled to Bonnybrooke Farms, outside Eureka Springs, Ark, northeast of Rogers. There they rented the Morning Glory cottage and spent three of the most romantic days and nights of Wanda's life. They made love everywhere ... in the glass shower, outside under the stars at the foot of the mountain, in the jacuzzi. The most sensuous lovemaking experience was when Donna placed Wanda in the porch swing and tied her legs high on the swing chains. Then, with Wanda's pussy fully exposed, Donna started the swing moving. At first, it was Donna's tongue that Wanda's pussy swung back and forth on to. Wanda loved the feeling of that, as Donna's tongue penetrated, then left her body as the swing went on its backwards arc. After a while, Donna caught Wanda's swing and sucked and licked deeply, causing Wanda to cum hard, an orgasm Wanda truly needed. Then Donna pulled out the slim vibrator and started wanda swinging again. This time, it was the vibrator entering Wanda's body. At first, Donna used it like a dildo, fucking Wanda over and over. But then Donna started playing with the five speeds on the vib, and it seemed that every time the vib entered Wanda, it was on a different speed. Wanda held off as long as she could, but finally, with one loud scream, she came. This was one of Wanda's squirting orgasms, and her juices shot out of her body and onto Donna in arcs of clear liquid. Donna threw back her head and laughed, although no sound came from Donna's permanently-silent throat. Then Donna stopped the swinging and kissed wanda deeply, showing her with motions what she couldn't say with words. One afternoon, they finally had a long serious "talk." Wanda spoke while Donna wrote furiously, the discussion well beyond Wanda's still-growing sign language capacity. "Why did you come here?" Donna started the discussion with a question that had been gnawing at her for a few days. "Because I love you, and i wanted you," Wanda answered. "Besides, you were almost too good to be real over the internet, and i had to make sure. You know I've had two bad experiences. I didn't want this to be the third." "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" "I didn't know how you would react, Mistress," Wanda replied. "What do you mean?" "You could have begged off, or worse, told me not to come out. I have needed another woman's touch a year now. Online is nice, but not anywhere near as satisfying as in person." "I'm glad you came, but you should have let me know, so I could make plans," Donna said. "I'm sorry, Mistress," Wanda said. "Wanda, my darling?" "Yes, Mistress?" Donna's throat could form grunts and groans. Now she struggled to form words for one of the few times in life. "I ov u." As she said it, she signed "I love you" to let Wanda understand what she was saying. Wanda broke into tears. That Donna had wanted to say the words was too much for the girl. she had needed to hear that. Finally she looked at Donna. Tears still in her eyes, Wanda said "I love you, too." She signed those words, even though Donna's hearing was normal. She meant what she said, and wanted Donna to know she meant it. They spent the last night in bed gently making love. They used fingers, hands, tongues, breasts, any part of their body to give the other joy. They slept when tired, but always woke up a couple hours later for another round of lovemaking. When they checked out of the hotel, the staff had to discard the sheets, they were so cum-stained. Together they drove back to Fayetteville. They parked in the personnel garage next to Donna's car, and made their way up to her office. They held hands as they walked through the mall, and Wanda threw a wide smile at Blubbo the secretary as they passed her to enter Donna's office. One there, Donna smiled and patted the desk. Wanda obligingly laid across it as Donna wrote "I always wanted to fuck on my desk." Then Donna stripped Wanda's panties off and plastered her head between Wanda's legs, lifting her skirt enough to gain full access. She licked and licked until Wanda came, somehow holding off her screams. Wanda's Story Ch. 25 Then the two traded places, Donna on hands and knees on her desk, Wanda licking her pussy furiously. As Donna neared orgasm, Wanda felt a strange hand rubbing at her pussy. She stopped what she was doing, looked back, and saw Blubbo rubbing her pussy. How she had waddled in without being heard Wanda didn't know. Both women stopped. donna sat up, a look of fury in her eyes. She grabbed her pad and wrote two words, holding them up for Blubbo to see. "YOU'RE FIRED!" Blubbo started to protest, but Donna had already pushed the button on her desk that called for security. When the mall police arrived a minute later, Donna was off her desk and decent enough for public eyes. She pointed to Blubbo, then her note that fired her. Security took Blubbo and carried (OK, no one could carry Blubbo, but you get the idea) her away. Donna then got back on her desk and Wanda finished making her Mistress cum. After this, they kissed and Wanda headed off to college. ************************ Back at Boise State, Wanda dove into her second attempt at Senior year. She was determined to graduate now, since she had Donna to take care of her after graduation. Her desire to shine for her new Mistress drove Wanda to get the best grades of her life, drawing straight A's in every class. But Donna was acting strangely during her online talks with Wanda. Wanda was doing her best to be the perfect slave, but Donna wasn't acting like Wanda thought a Mistress should. Donna kept letting Wanda take the lead, let her do what she wanted instead of what Donna wanted. Finally, Donna addressed the issue. "Wanda," she wrote in October, "Do you like being a slave?" "Oh, Mistress, it is my life to be your slave," Wanda wrote. "You make me so very happy. I want to be yours always." "And I want to be with you always, also," Donna wrote back. "But I'm not sure our life together could work as Mistress and slave." "Why not?" "Well, there's Katy to consider." Katy was Donna's four-year-old daughter. "I don't understand," Wanda wrote. "Katy would not understand a Mistress-slave relationship. Neither will the little child I'm carrying. So there's only one thing I can do." Wanda fearfully wrote, "What, Mistress." "Wanda, you are no longer my slave." Wanda started to cry. She thought she and Donna were happy together. She thought they would remain happy forever. now, less than two months after their secret meeting, Donna was breaking up with her. The typing continued on the screen. Donna wrote, "As of this moment, you are not my slave, but my equal. We are partners, together in everything we do." Wanda's tears stopped, and a big grin broke over her face. But even that was premature, because of what Donna wrote next. "In fact, I want us to be life partners. Wanda Catron, will you marry me?" Wanda's Story Ch. 26 It was the moment every little girl dreams of, but never in Wanda Catron's wildest dreams did she imagine the moment like this. She was stunned by the question, and her hands started shaking. She was afraid it wasn't real. Wanda had been online, talking with her Mistress, Donna Mettert. But this conversation was not like any other conversation she had ever had before. First Donna had released Wanda as her slave. Wanda's mind started reeling then. She thought she was being a good slave, but now she was being rejected. That was followed by the next shocker. Donna called Wanda her equal. No longer Mistress-slave, they were even and equal together. Wanda liked that idea, and even started warming to the thought, for the next 20 seconds, anyway. Then Donna threw the biggest curve of Wanda's life. In her dreams, Wanda had imagined this moment. She remembered her dreams now. A white stallion carrying a handsome Prince, coming to her side and carting her off to live in a castle forever. At the steps of the castle, the Prince would get down off the horse, in a field filled with roses. Once there, he would ask THE question, and all would be right with the world. Instead, THE question was being asked by a "she", not a "he," It was a question that, since Wanda became a lesbian at the age of 15, she never expected to ever hear. She looked at her screen. Yes, the question was still there, big as life. Wanda finally responded. "Do you mean that, Donna?" "Yes, my beloved Wanda," came the answer. "I mean it more than I've ever meant anything in my entire life. "Wanda Catron, please do me the honor of being my wife. Please, marry me." Wanda's hands shook as she typed. Slowly, the letters formed the words, and the words became the sentence she wanted. "Donna, I am in love with you. I will do whatever you ask of me, now and forever. YES, I will marry you and be your wife, and you will be my wife." Donna typed "YA-HOO!!!" Then, the moment over, both women started planning. Donna was heavy with her second child, but didn't want that to hold them back. Wanda suggested the break around Thanksgiving as the perfect time to get married. She would fly to Arkansas, and together they would jet to Vermont, where gay marriages were legal. They would stay the required 72 hours in the state, and marry on December 1. As the month of October melted into November, Wanda and Donna each shopped for their wedding. Wanda had long ago stopped worrying about money. She had won an $11 million settlement against a porn movie for illegally using her in the film. Since that time, she had invested the money in several options, including an online lesbian porn site. 16 months after that initial investment, the agreement was now adding capital into Wanda's bank accounts, as the site was a success. Added to that were the investments made by her attorney, the late J.L. Spillington. According to her current attorney, the former legal aide Keren Fingers, who worked with J.L. before she had been killed, Wanda's current net worth was $15.2 million. Wanda bought the most beautiful gown she could find. She added to it many frills and ruffles, finally being happy with the result. she also rented a private Lear Jet for the trip, because Donna was too pregnant for normal passenger airlines to accommodate her. Wanda's jet landed in Bentonville, Ark. on Wednesday, Nov. 26. In the jet with Wanda were her mother, Lorraine Catron, and her sister, Wendy Catron. They picked up Donna and her daughter Katy, then flew to Montpelier, Vermont, the state capital. Donna sat in awe of the jet she was flying in, a small Lear Jet. At Montpelier, they boarded a shuttle for the downtown Capital Plaza Hotel. After checking in, Wanda and Donna went to the county clerk's office and filed for a marriage license. They showed their blood records, filled out paperwork, and paid for the document. It would be ready the following Monday, Dec. 1. That night, Wanda and Donna sat in their room, where Wanda finally explained to Donna about her millions. Donna's eyes grew large as Wanda told about how much was in the bank, and where it came from. Finally, Donna eased out of her chair and strode to Wanda's. She sat into Wanda's lap and held her. Her pen flew over the paper she held, and she showed the results to Wanda. "Honey, I'll never ask for any money. It's yours to do whatever you wish with it. But I thank God that we'll never be hungry. I chose my wife well, don't you think?" Wanda laughed, pulled Donna as close as she could, and kissed her. When the kiss broke, Wanda said, "No, I'm the one that chose well. I chose you, and I will never back out of that decision." "No, honey, I chose you," Donna wrote in reply. "I decided, the first time I talked to you, that you would be mine. What has happened since has made all the rest worth while for us both." Donna stood up and lifted her dress over her head. She slid her panties off her body, and showed Wanda her nude form, glowing faintly from the fireplace in their room. Donna had smallish breasts, even though they were swollen with milk currently. A natural blonde, Donna had started letting her pussy hairs grow because it was difficult to reach past her child. Her belly bulged, and she looked like she might topple over from imbalance. Wanda stood, too, and took her pregnant lover in her arms. "I love you, Donna Mettert, and I will prove it to you every day of our lives." Slowly Wanda guided Donna to the bed, then eased her down on her back. Wanda stood at the edge of the bed and slipped her own clothes off, showing her beautiful body to Donna. Wanda had 38c breasts, with a 26 inch waist and 36 around the hips. Her ass was full and firm, her legs toned. Wanda, who was one-quarter Puerto Rican, had inherited the dark hair and dark complexion from that quarter. Wanda slipped out of the room, and came back with her razor, some cream and a basin of water. She spread Donna's legs, and gently shaved her lover's pussy clean. she knew Donna preferred a shaven pussy, as it had been that way when they first met a few months before. The shave done, Wanda made sure of its slickness by licking Donna's mons. The pregnant 31-year-old moaned as Wanda's tongue glided over the shaved area. Then Wanda, showing a patience well beyond her 23 years, refrained from licking Donna's pussy, and instead started kissing the bulge around the baby Donna carried. Donna moaned even more in delight as the kisses rounded her bulge, then climbed up and over, ending at her belly button. Donna had never had anyone show this much love to her during either pregnancy. Her then-husband had stopped sleeping with Donna shortly after she announced she was pregnant with Katy, now 4. The man had left Donna shortly after Katy was born. Still showing patience, Wanda moved higher and licked slowly on Donna's breasts. Normally an A cup, the pregnancy had made Donna a nice B, and Wanda showed her approval with licks and sucks of the nipples. She was shocked when one long suck drew fluid from Donna's breast to Wanda's mouth. She started to pull away, but Donna grabbed her head, lifted her face momentarily, signed "Drink", then returned Wanda to her breast. Wanda sucked hard again, getting more fluid. It was slightly bitter, but it came from Donna's body, so Wanda enjoyed it. As she sucked, she lowered her hand and finally started rubbing Donna's pussy lips. Wanda was rewarded with low moans from her lover, and her fingers rubbed harder. Donna moaned louder. She had stopped playing with herself except for a few times online with Wanda, so she really needed the release Wanda was going to give her. She lay back and relaxed, letting her faith in Wanda carry her through the session. Wanda's fingers finally slid inside Donna. They immediately twisted, and Wanda's nails scraped against Donna's G-Spot. The woman squeaked with delight, then relaxed, and, minutes later, came hard, flooding Wanda's hand with her juices. But Wanda wasn't through, no, not yet. She released Donna's breast and, with her free hand, grabbed her drink glass. She picked up a slender piece of ice and slid it into her mouth. Then Wanda put her mouth against Donna's pussy lips and thrust the ice into Donna. The woman shrieked as best she could with delight and came again, drowning the ice, Wanda's tongue, and Wanda's lips with cum. Donna loved the sensation of the cold ice in her hot pussy, and came again minutes later when a second piece was thrust into her. Then something different happened. The baby woke up just as Donna was orgasming for the fourth time. This had never happened to Donna before. The joy of the orgasm mingled with the delight of feeling her baby moving inside her. It turned the orgasm into a squirt, shooting cum all over Wanda's face. When her orgasm had finished, Wanda looked over Donna's protruding belly to see the love shining on her face. Donna, in turn, saw Wanda's cheeks, lips, neck and upper chest glistening with Donna's cum. A broad smile played across Wanda's lips. "What brought that on," she asked. "That was the hardest orgasm you've ever had with me." Donna's hands trembled with joy as she signed "Baby moved." Wanda put her head on Donna's belly, and felt a small kick. She laughed, a joyous, happy laugh. The baby kicked again, and both women showed their love and happiness on their faces. Wanda spent the next 25 minutes talking to her new daughter or son, letting the child hear her voice. then, exhausted from the day's events, the women slept. The next day, Wanda's brother and sister, Roger and Astrid Catron, drove up from New York City for Thanksgiving. Astrid martin-Catron was a professional basketball player, having been Wanda's college roommate before spending the last summer as a rookie member of the New York Liberty WNBA team. She had averaged 7 points a game her first season in the league, and hoped for better. Wanda took her family and lover to the swankest restaurant in Montpelier. There they dined on a traditional Thanksgiving feast, prepared by the finest chef in the state. The group ate turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams, cranberry sauce, giblet gravy, green beans, ham, asparagus, stuffing, pumpkin pie, pecan pie, apple pie a la mode, and as many servings as they wanted. Wanda's moneys even allowed for leftovers to be carted back to their hotel rooms and put in the in-room refrigerators. That night, Wanda and Donna sat up late, allowing Donna to get to know Wanda's family. She learned that, although Wanda was the first admitted lesbian in the family, all the women in the family, including Astrid, had spent time in lesbian relationships. Donna wrote on her paper "I see the possibilities of a family orgy here." Wanda blushed bright red. she had never thought of her mother or sister as a lover, although she had seen both with female partners before. On Friday night, disaster struck. As Wanda was in the middle of licking Donna's pussy, her water broke. Wanda was flooded with strange fluids, and nearly gagged on the taste. Donna, though, knew what had happened. She signed "Hospital. Now." "Now?" Wanda said. "You're not due for another month." "Water broke. Must go immediately." Wanda went into a panic. She had never faced this situation before, and didn't know what to do. As she was dressing, she called her mother's room. "Mom, Donna's water broke." "Baby, I'll be right there. We'll go to the hospital." Earlier that day, as a precaution, Donna and Wanda had found the closest hospital to the hotel room. Now Wanda was glad they had. Within minutes Donna, Wanda and Lorraine were driving up to the emergency entrance to Mountain View Physician's Hospital. Donna started having contractions during pre-admission, and started writing immediately. "Get Shelly," the note said. Wanda was confused. "Who is Shelly?" "Sister. She's in Ann Arbor, Michigan at a conference. She's a nurse." Donna quickly added a phone number. Wanda nodded, and ran to the closest phone while Donna and Lorraine did paperwork. Her first call wasn't to Shelly, though. It was to the pilots' hotel room near the airport. "Get that Lear Jet going to Ann Arbor, Michigan, within an hour," Wanda ordered. "Ma'am, it's almost 10 pm. we can't set anything up that quickly.," the pilot responded. "Listen to me," Wanda said, using a voice that she heard and learned from Anne Franklin. "If you aren't in the air by 11 pm, I'll fire your sorry asses so fast you won't know how to get home. There are plenty of pilots here in Montpelier that can fly that Lear, and I'll find them, too. "Yes, Ma'am," the pilot said, cowed. "We'll call you on your cell when we're in the air." Only then did Wanda call the number for Shelly Hendricksen. When she answered, Wanda used the same tone of voice she had used on the pilots. "Shelly, listen and don't speak. All your questions will be answered. My name is Wanda Catron, and I'm with your sister Donna right now. We're in Montpelier, Vermont. Her water broke, and we're at the hospital. She wants you here, too. "I'm sending my Lear jet to the Ann Arbor airport right now to pick you up. They should be on the ground in Ann Arbor in about two hours, and you can be here very early tomorrow morning. It's an emergency, and we want you here. Will you come?" Shelly was flabbergasted. She had heard about Wanda from Donna, but never expected to meet her this way. Finally, the woman found her tongue. "I'll start packing now. Call me with exact details on this phone. And call me with updates on my sister, as well." "Don't worry, Shelly. I'll make sure she gets the best care until you arrive. Please hurry." Hanging up, Wanda returned to Donna's side. The paperwork was almost finished as Wanda whispered to Donna "She'll be here in about 4 hours, love." The admissions nurse was saying "And how will you be paying?" Donna started signing about her insurance, but Wanda pulled out her Platinum Visa card instead. The nurse's eyes popped once, then she called to confirm Wanda's credit. Her eyes bugged even further when she was told the limit. Donna was quickly admitted. As Donna was being checked by a nurse, Wanda's cell phone rang. Her pilot was in the air, and would land at the Ann Arbor local airport in one hour and 50 minutes. Wanda then called Shelly, who promised to be there. That meant Shelly would be here in four hours, if only Donna could hold on. The nurse had good news on that front. "You haven't started dilating yet, and you're only 15 percent effaced," she reported. "You haven't started contractions, so expect to be here for a while." Wanda quickly filled Donna in on Shelly's arrival time, and the pregnant woman nodded. The nurse then tried to shoo all the people from Donna's room, but Wanda stopped her quickly. "I'm Donna's coach," she lied confidently. "I'm here to tend to Donna's needs, and my Mom is here to tend to my needs during the night." Reluctantly, the nurse let them stay. Donna finally started having contractions about three in the morning. The first one scared Wanda, who had never seen a childbirth, but Lorraine talked Wanda through the coaching process, so when Donna had her next contraction five minutes later, Wanda was more of a help. She got better with each contraction, showing true devotion and love for Donna. Shelly arrived about 4 am. As she went into the room, she grabbed the chart from the nurse's hand and started scanning it quickly. "Now look here, lady," the nurse cried out. "No, you look here," Shelly said forcefully. "My name is Shelly Hanson, and I am a nurse practitioner in Arkansas. Donna Mettert here is my sister and my patient. I am here to deliver this baby. Now you can help me, or you can go find someone else who will help me. Make your choice now, because there's not much time left, it looks like." the nurse hemmed and hawed, but stayed in the room. she filled Shelly in on the particulars of the case as she knew them. As Donna had another contraction, Shelly watched her sister and Wanda work as a team, nodding approval as they got through the contraction. Then Shelly put on a rubber glove and did an internal exam on Donna. "You're doing well, sis," Shelly reported. "you're at 6 on the dilation chart, and you feel about 80 percent effaced. You should transition soon. you'll be a new mom, I think, in about an hour." Donna started to sign something to Shelly, but another contraction began. If Donna had been able to speak, she would have screamed. As it was, she squeezed so tight on Wanda's hand it temporarily cut the circulation off. "Yep," Shelly commented. "You just transitioned. The contractions will get harder and faster, and the baby will arrive quickly. Wanda, can you take the pain of Donna's grip?" "I had a Mistress that lived to give me pain," Wanda said. "Compared to those sessions, this is nothing." Wanda turned to Donna, rubbed her forehead with a cool towel, and said, "Squeeze as much as you want, love. I can take it." The contractions quickened. Donna's nails bit into the flesh on Wanda's hand, but wanda just smiled and held on. The nurse broke the bed down a few minutes later, taking off the bottom third of the bed mattress, adding stirrups, and bringing in a fresh tray of surgical tools. A doctor also slipped quietly into the room, watching for any signs that he might be needed, but otherwise remaining silent. "We're there," Shelly announced after setting Donna in the stirrups. Donna smiled, then made a quick motion with her hands. "Yes, honey, you may push next time a contraction comes," Shelly answered. Indeed, Donna's faced contorted, and she started pushing. Shelly talked her through the contraction. "Good, Donna, good. I can feel the baby coming. It's head-first and in the proper position. There, it's crowning now. Ah, the contraction ended. Get ready, the next contraction will be a hard one. Now, PUSH!" And Donna did. Wanda held tight. Shelly kept talking. "There's the forehead, eyes, nose, now, honey, hold a minute. I need suction." A sucking sound followed. "Now, push again. Shoulders, chest, good. Donna, you have a girl. And here she is!" Shelly held up a small gook-covered baby girl. Immediately, the baby took its first breath and started crying. Shelly said, "She's pinking up." She laid the girl on Donna's abdomen, and Donna held her little one for the first time ever. Donna's eyes were full of tears, and so were Wanda's. Shelly held out a pair of scissors. "Wanda, will you cut the cord?" Wanda hesitantly reached out. She saw Donna nod approval, so she became more confident. She snipped, and the little girl's umbilical cord was severed. Shelly let Donna hold her a minute more, then took her back. "We'll let the nurse do her thing with the baby, recording vital information. Time to deliver your placenta." She took the girl and gave it to the nurse. Lorraine followed the norse, seeing the baby close-up for the first time, as Wanda helped Donna through the afterbirth. Later, the nurse asked Donna, "Do you have a name?" Donna started signing, and the nurse got quickly confused. Wanda and Shelly read Donna's hands together. "Becca Wanda Shelly Mettert." Both women smiled at each other, having donated names to the new girl. Later, alone with Donna after Becca had fallen asleep, the three women talked. Donna explained through sign language why she was in Vermont. Shelly knew Donna loved Wanda, but was surprised to find they were going to be married. When she asked to be a part, Donna agreed. Wanda booked Shelly a room at the hotel, and Shelly joined the family group. The hospital released Donna and Becca on Sunday. They returned to the hotel, and waited. Monday morning, with Lorraine volunteering to stay behind as babysitter, Wanda ad Donna, with best women Astrid Catron and Shelly Hanson, and guests Roger Catron and Wendy Catron, went to the Montpelier city hall. The paperwork was all in order, and the County Clerk volunteered to perform the ceremony. Wanda's Story Ch. 26 The ceremony was short and normal, except that each woman had chosen to write a little something to the other. Wanda went first. "Donna, I love you deeply, more than I've ever loved anyone before. I am honored to be your wife, and I swear now that I will gladly take your name. I will be a mother to your girls, and a partner in life to you. I love you, Donna." Then Donna pulled out a red rose, and presented it to Wanda as Shelly read the words Donna had written. "Wanda, in a BDSM Ceremony, a rose is given by the Mistress to the slave, to show the beauty of the occasion, and the pain that can also come from it. You will notice that I have removed all the thorns from the rose but one. We will have the beauty, and there might be some pain, but I swear this will be the most painless coupling I can make it. This is the only rose I will ever give out, as a Mistress or as a woman. And you get it, my Wanda. I love you." At that moment, Wanda knew what her new would be. She proclaimed to the world, "My name from now on is Wanda Rose Catron-Mettert." And thus, Wanda Rose and Donna were married. After a celebratory dinner, Wanda and Donna retired to their hotel room for the night. Donna fed Becca, Wanda changed her and rocked her gently, and soon Becca was sleeping in her crib. Wanda smiled as she returned to Donna's side. "I love you, my wife," she said. "I love you more," Donna signed. "And I';m about to prove it." "But, honey, you just gave birth. Are you sure?" Wanda protested. "It's my honeymoon night, baby," Donna signed. "Becca will sleep for two or three hours. During that time, I'm going to fuck you silly, wife of mine." She took off her dress, and Wanda smiled. Donna was wearing a large, 12-inch strap-on. Wanda dropped to her knees and started sucking on that toy, getting it good and wet. Meanwhile, Donna was pulling at Wanda's clothes, ripping them off her body. They were both naked, and ready to play. Donna pulled the dildo from Wanda's mouth and guided her to the bed. She lowered her wife onto her back, climbed up and impaled Wanda's pussy with the "cock." Wanda screamed as Donna's strap-on filled her deeply. She bucked back, holding Donna close as they moved in perfect rhythm. Soon Wanda came. She buried her orgasm by kissing Donna deeply. The orgasm filled Wanda's pussy with juices, wetting it for easier fucking. So Donna kept up her rhythm, filling Wanda again and again. Wanda soon came, then came again. After the third orgasm, Donna flipped Wanda onto her hands and knees. She plunged the dildo into Wanda's pussy for a minute, but then pulled out. Wanda started to whimper, but her eyes opened wide when she felt Donna pushing the wet dildo into her ass. Wanda had rarely been fucked in the ass, but knew what she should do. She controlled her breathing, letting the dildo slide in and of her. Donna started slow, then after the dildo was deep in Wanda's ass, started a steady rhythm, speeding up stroke after stroke. Wanda held back as much as she could, but soon had a hard spasming orgasm, squirting onto Donna's legs. She was fully and completely in love. As soon as Donna had drained Wanda of her strength, Becca awoke. Still nude, still wearing the strap-on, Donna rose from the bed and attended to Becca's needs. Wanda watched, realizing how lucky she was to be in love with such a wonderful woman. When Donna had put Becca back to bed, she crawled into her own bed. She looked at Wanda and smiled. "Take the strap-on off me," she said in sign language. Wanda did as told. Then Donna signed "Put it on and fuck me now." "But, honey," Wanda protested. "You just gave birth. I can't fuck you." A gleam entered Donna's eyes. "You can fuck my ass, baby." Wanda smiled. She had been butt-fucked but had rarely performed the fucking. She pulled the strap-on off her wife and bent her over. She spread Donna's sexy asscheeks. she dropped some spit right onto Donna's puckered ass hole. Then, slowly, she pushed the dildo into Donna's ass. Donna would have screamed her throat raw right then. She had not been buttfucked in many a year, and never with a strap-on. She would never admit it to Wanda, but this was Donna's first long-term lesbian relationship. she had been married once, but he cheated on her so she kicked him out. Becca had been the result of a one-night stand. But the feelings donna had for wanda were so intense. she was as much in love with Wanda as Wanda was in love with Donna. And now Wanda was showing Donna how much she loved her. The dildo drove in and out of Donna's ass, fucking her strongly. Finally Donna buried her head in the pillow and came. Wanda pulled the dildo from Donna's ass, pulled her close and cuddled her. Both women signed "I love you" to the other before sleeping in a cuddly ball. ************************* The next day, everyone boarded the Lear for the flight home. Shelly was dropped at Ann Arbor first. Then the plane flew to Salt Lake City, removing Lorraine and Wendy from the plane. As it headed for Arkansas, only Wanda, Donna and Becca were aboard. Becca fell asleep quickly, and Wanda turned to Donna, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Honey," Wanda began, "Have you ever joined the Mile-High Club?" "No," Donna signed. Wanda smiled, then stood in the Lear Jet's cabin, walked over to the cabin's sound system and turned on some music. She started swaying to the music, pulling Donna up with her. A very romantic Anne Murray song came on, and as the couple swayed together, the words told what each was feeling in their hearts. "Could I have this dance for the rest of my life? Would you be my partner then every night? When we're together it feels so right Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?" "That's our song," Donna signed to Wanda. "Always and forever," Wanda agreed. Slowly, as they danced, they started kissing and removing their partner's clothes. Their hands as gentle as the song, their lips caressing the other's flesh, their desires mounting, the clothes fell to the floor as the couple danced and stripped. When they were naked, they remained dancing, rubbing their bodies against each other in joyous union. Their hands rubbed the other's back, drawing each of them closer to the other. Donna's hands strayed below the waist first. She reached down and grabbed a double handful of Wanda's ass cheeks. The girl giggled a bit, then moaned as Donna also attached her mouth to Wanda's neck, sucking deeply on it. Wanda ground her clit against Donna's body, building her excitement. Donna released Wanda's neck and looked on in love as a deep purple mark grew where Donna's teeth had been. The hickey would be a temporary reminder of the complete love the women had for each other. They slowly sank to the cabin's carpeted floor, Wanda on her back, Donna atop her. Donna sucked on each of Wanda's breasts, bringing the nipples to full attention. Wanda's entire body was focused on Donna's lovemaking, letting the older woman take the lead. Wanda knew her time to lead would come, but Donna still needed to recuperate physically from childbirth. After the nipples were at full attention, Donna moved lower. Her kisses traced the full underside of Wanda's breasts, then down her body. Wanda screamed in delightful joy and uncontrollable laughter as Donna's tongue snaked into her belly button and licked. Then Donna moved lower still. Her kisses reached Wanda's shaved mons, then the kisses surrounded Wanda's clit. Donna sucked the clit between her teeth and nibbled lightly, getting an antsy squirm from her wife. Another suck, another squirm. Then Donna started kissing Wanda's pussy lips. Wanda was lost in the sensations of Donna's mouth on her pussy. THe former submissive held off her orgasm as long as she could, but because she really wanted to cum for Donna, her orgasm denial training failed her. She came, flooding her orgasmic juices over Donna's face and the plane's carpeted floor. Donna kept on licking Wanda's pussy, driving Wanda close to a second orgasm. As Wanda lifted her ass off the carpet to get her pussy fully on Donna's mouth, Donna shoved her middle finger into Wanda's ass. Wanda screamed in joy and came again, then came a third time, right on top of the last orgasm. Sated and happy with her orgasms, Wanda pulled Donna's head away from her pussy, pulled the 31-year-old up her body, and the two women kissed deeply. They were still lying on the carpet a few minutes later when the pilot's voice came over the loudspeaker. "We are now approaching Northwest Arkansas Airport. Please fasten your seatbelts for landing." The women scrambled into their seats, forgetting they were both nude. When the plane rolled to a stop at the airport, Wanda got on the speaker to the cockpit. "Remain there with the door closed until I tell you," she ordered. Then both women quickly got dressed and collected a still-sleeping Becca before Wanda released the pilots for a rest break. Wanda walked Donna and Becca to Donna's car. They kissed again, promising to keep daily contact. Wanda also promised to come back to Arkansas right after school let out for the semester to be with Donna, Becca and Katy. Then Wanda flew home and finished her school semester. Before the semester ended, though, Wanda had her name changed to reflect her wedding. The report card at the end of the semester showed all A's for Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert. Wanda's Story Ch. 27 It was a year of change for Wanda Catron. The first change was her lifestyle. After more than five years as a slave, her Mistress, Donna Mettert, had released her. Wanda, though, couldn't be happier. She found she had grown as an individual, and no longer needed a Mistress-slave partnership. She was Donna's equal. The next change was status. She could no longer check "Single" next to her name. She had married Donna on December 1st, traveling to the state of Vermont to have her same-sex marriage be declared legal. In addition to being married, Wanda's status also changed to "Mother." Donna had two children, so now Wanda did, also. Katy was a precocious four-year-old. Wanda had only "spoken" to Katy by computer, but was on her Lear Jet flying to Arkansas to meet her. Donna's other daughter, Becca, was almost a month old, and wanda had been there for Becca's birth. The final change was her name. She was no longer Wanda Catron. She had legally changed her name to Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert. Her online name had changed as well. She was "onlyrose" now, the only rose Donna would ever give out. These thoughts were swirling through Wanda-Rose's brain that late December day. Fall semester at Boise State was over, and Wanda-Rose was carrying her report card in her briefcase. It showed all A's for the semester. Wanda-Rose had only one semester to go before graduating with a degree and becoming a teacher. She barely felt the Lear's wheels kiss the tarmac at Northwest Arkansas Airport, and soon she was driving south to Donna's home. No, that's wrong, Wanda-Rose thought. She's driving to HER home now. The house was outside Fayetteville, Arkansas, off a little dirt road. It used to be a farm, but Donna had let the fields go fallow, and now they were a snowy white. The house itself was a two-story affair, painted light blue with a high-arched roof and a long front porch, wrapping around the front of the house and around the far side from Wanda-Rose's car. She stopped the Ford Mustang rental car behind the vehicle she knew was Donna's, lifted out her suitcase, and headed for the front door. Her hand reached up to knock, only the door flew open as her hand approached the wooden door. She looked down, and saw a small blonde-haired copy of Donna looking up at her. "Hello, Katy," Wanda-Rose said. "I'm Wanda-Rose." "Hello, Mommy Wanda," Katy said shyly. Then she scurried into the house, screaming, "Mommy!! Mommy!! Mommy Wanda's here!!" Wanda-Rose stepped across the threshold and entered her home for the first time. The house looked clean, but also showed signs a four-year-old lived there. A neat pile of toys was along the near wall, and a couple of jackets, one long, one short, hung on pegs on the other side of the door. Wanda-Rose closed the door and stepped in. Then she saw her. She was walking from the kitchen (or what Wanda-Rose thought was the kitchen, because of the smells emanating from that room). Her hair was tied back. She wore a plain blouse and blue jeans, and had no makeup on her face. None of that mattered, though. To Wanda-Rose's eyes, this woman was the embodiment of beauty and perfection. It was her wife, Donna. Donna and Wanda-Rose closed together, melted into each other's arms, and kissed passionately. They had been apart since December 2, a too-long (for both of them) 21 days. Now, just in time for Christmas, the Mettert family was together again. Breaking the kiss only when they needed air, both women smiled at her partner. "Hi, honey," Wanda-Rose said. "I'm home." Donna smiled, then started nibbling on Wanda-Rose's ear lobe. The 23-year-old moaned softly, needing whatever love Donna wanted to give her. But before they could proceed further, Wanda looked down and saw Katy looking up and smiling. "You are Mommy Wanda!" Katy said. "Mommy said that I would know it was really you because she would kiss you like she's never kissed anyone else." The women broke apart, and Donna scooped her four-year-old up onto her hip. Despite holding Katy up, she was still able to sign. Donna had been mute since the age of four, and communicated using American Sign Language. Katy had learned it from infancy, and signed as well as her mother did. Donna's hands moved faster than Wanda-Rose could follow, but Katy could read her mother, and then giggled. "Mommy said that I should kiss you, Mommy Wanda," Katy said. "May I?" Wanda-Rose stepped to Katy. The little girl reached her hands out trustingly, and Wanda took her in her grasp. Katy leaned close and kissed Wanda's cheek. "Nice to meet you, Mommy Wanda,' she said. "Nice to meet you," Wanda-Rose replied. The three women then walked into the kitchen. There, sleeping in a playpen, was Becca. "That's my sister,' Katy said proudly. "I know," Wanda-Rose said. "I was there when she was born." "Oh, that's right. Auntie Shelly told me that," Katy said. Donna had stepped to the oven, putting the final touches on the meal she was making. She pulled the chicken from the oven, then pointed to a pile of mashed potatoes in a bowl. Katy squirmed out of Wanda's grasp and grabbed the potatoes, following her mother to the table. Wanda-Rose saw some green beans in another bowl, and grabbed them, following in Donna and Katy's wake. After dinner, Katy had a million questions to ask Wanda-Rose. Patiently Wanda answered them all, ranging from "What did you bring me?" to "Why do you love Mommy?" Donna laughed silently as Katy held up two identical Barbie dolls and asked "Which one is prettier?" "The little doll in the middle,' Wanda-Rose answered. Katy's head swiveled from one side to the other, looking at a doll in each of her hands. "Which doll is in the middle?" she finally asked. "The Katy doll," Wanda-Rose answered. Finally, Katy grew tired. Wanda-Rose followed Donna and Katy up the stairs into Katy's bedroom. There the girl put on her footsie pajamas and climbed into bed. Donna, holding Becca, sat in a large rocking chair in one corner of the room and nursed Becca. Wanda grabbed a book, and to Katy's surprise, read to the girl until she fell asleep. Donna's eyes glistened with tears. she had not expected Wanda to read to Katy, and her love for Wanda grew. Soon Becca's eyes were closed as well. Donna laid her in her crib, closed the bedroom door, and led Wanda-Rose down the hall to another door. opening the door, Wanda-Rose saw her new bedroom. It was a muted yellow color, with soft drapes on the windows and a large quilt blanket on the queen-sized bed. Donna signed to Wanda-Rose "Bought the bed new last week, knowing we'd need more room. Do you approve?" "I do, my heart," Wanda-Rose answered. Then, to emphasize her words, the pulled Donna close and kissed her again. This time, with no child to disrupt them, the kiss grew in intensity. Wanda-Rose took the lead, quickly pulling Donna's clothes off her body. Wanda noted how slim Donna had become in the past three weeks. Next her hands traced Donna's body as she slid Donna's underwear off. Her fingers caressed the clit, feeling it stand at attention and emerge from its fleshy sheath. Wanda's mouth sought Donna's, and the two women kissed as they moved slowly to the bed. Wanda noted that she too was nude as they fell together on the bed. Wanda-Rose rolled atop Donna and ground her pussy against her wife's. Donna grabbed Wanda's back and held on, loving the feelings. As they kissed and rubbed together, Wanda felt donna's fingernails digging into her back. The pain, Wanda-rose knew, would only be temporary. The love they shared, though, would grow and become better and better. Donna stiffened under Wanda, then dug her nails in deeper. She bit Wanda's shoulder as she came, feeling the flood of love through her body. Wanda slid her hand between them both and thrust two fingers into Donna's growing wetness. Donna humped up on her fingers, flooding them with fresh cum. Wanda turned her body, lowering her pussy over Donna's face as Wanda-rose started licking at the wetness between Donna's legs. The women licked the other like they would never have another chance to lick again. Wanda let herself go, and came quickly, giving Donna the taste of cum she wanted. Donna followed suit seconds later, allowing Wanda to drink as well. Soon Wanda rolled off Donna, grabbed her wife and fell asleep, feeling Donna's body against her own, and loving the feeling. The next morning, Donna worked with Wanda on her signing skills. While Wanda was still having trouble making the words with her hands, her reading skills had advanced greatly in the month the women had been apart. "I have a surprise for you, honey," Donna signed. "What?" Wanda asked. "It's a Christmas gift, from me to you, that is very private and very intimate." Wanda had to have Donna spell "intimate" before understanding the word. "When do i get my gift?" "Tonight, honey. Mom is coming over to take the kids for Christmas morning. We'll go get your present, and then go to Mom's in the morning." "And when do we open presents here?" "Tomorrow afternoon. It's tradition." Wanda agreed, then they went about their day. Donna showed Wanda around the farm, telling her about the acres of crops that used to grow there before she let the fields go fallow. They walked through the barn, and tossed hay into each other's hair. When Katy entered the barn, she dove right into the loose hay, covering herself. Both women laughed. A few minutes later, Becca woke in her stroller. Wanda-Rose changed her daughter's diaper before sitting back to watch Donna breastfeed Becca. Katy crawled into Wanda's lap, whispered, "I love you, Mommy Wanda," then fell asleep for her nap. Later that evening, Donna's mother Louise came over to take Katy and becca to her home. Donna had taken some of her breast milk and put it in a bottle for Becca. Donna promised her mother that the two would be at her house by 7 am for Christmas day. then louise drove off with the girls. The two women made their way up to the bedroom. Donna sat Wanda on the bed and started signing to her. "Wanda-Rose, I love you more than anything," she began. "I put a lot of thought into this present. I know of your history, at least what you've told of it to me. I know what is the worst time in your life, and my gift to you is to try and erase that memory." Almost unbidden, Wanda-Rose's mind slipped to what she considered her worst memory. When she was 19, she had been raped repeatedly by a man she had met while stripping. Eventually she had broken free and killed the man. Her eyes filled with tears, and Donna pulled her close and held Wanda-Rose as she cried. When she stopped, Wanda said, "How can you erase these memories?" Donna rang a little bell, and Wanda-Rose started crawling away from the door. For entering that door was a man. He was old, in his 40s, with a gray goatee and short brownish hair. He was a bit overweight. He wore a pull-over t-shirt and blue jeans. He walked over and softly kissed Donna, then sat in a chair by the bed. "Wanda-Rose, meet Bob," signed Donna. "Why?" Wanda wailed. "I've known Bob for a few years," Donna signed. "We met over the internet, same as you and me. He comes when I call, and we make love. He lives in New Mexico, by the way, so we plan our meetings in advance." "Is he the father ...?" Wanda started to ask. "No, honey," Donna said. "He has children, but neither Katy nor Becca are his." Bob was getting nervous. He softly spoke up. "Wanda-Rose?" Wanda turned to him, a look of anger in her eyes. "What?" she snapped. "If you don't want your Christmas present, that's understandable," he said. "But I can promise you that I am not like any other man you've ever had before. I'm not the best, but I can give you pleasure, and that's what Donna wanted you to have." "How can you possibly pleasure me?" Wanda-Rose asked. Bob smiled. "I can tell you that I'm not the biggest man you've ever seen, and I'll only cum once because of my age. What makes me special, I guess, is what I do while we're together." Donna nodded agreement. "He is good in bed, honey," she signed. Slowly, Wanda-Rose's reluctance faded. "If this is what you wanted me to have for Christmas, then I'll accept your gift," she said. She got up and walked over to Bob. She pulled him to his feet and softly kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. She was amazed at his tenderness. She felt Donna's hands on her back, gently undoing her bra through her clothes. She then rubbed herself on her back, and she felt like the middle of a love sandwich. Bob's hands slowly unbuttoned her blouse. When he had undone the last button, he lowered it to the floor. Her bra fell along with it, leaving her nude from the waist up. She pulled Bob's shirt off, making him match her. He had a slightly hairy chest, and she softly ran her fingers through the chest hair. When she felt Donna's nipples rubbing directly on her back, she knew her wife was nude, at least waist-up. Bob then took over. His hands went to Wanda's waist and slid her pants and panties down. He dropped to his knees and untied Wanda's shoes, allowing the woman to slip the pants fully off. She stood before him, nude. She returned the favor, undoing his jeans and sliding them to the floor. Bob kicked off his tennis shoes and pants as Wanda and Donna pushed him onto the bed. Each woman got on one side of Bob and started sucking on his cock. As he had said, it wasn't all that long. When it was erect, it was 7 inches. Each woman could easily slip it into her mouth and suck deeply. They also took one side of his cock and sucked her side from base to tip. At the tip, the women kissed, leaving the cockhead in their mouths as they did so. Bob could feel their tongues darting mouth-to-mouth, rubbing over his cock as they did so. Soon Donna stood back and let Wanda take his cock by herself. While Donna finished stripping, Wanda-Rose deep-throated the cock, getting him fully in his throat and sucking hard. Bob moaned loudly as Wanda sucked, feeling her pulling his semen out of his balls. Before that could happen, though, he lifted Wanda's mouth from his cock. She looked up at him as he said "Lie back, Wanda-Rose." She complied, thinking Bob was going to fuck her right then. She was surprised when, instead of filling her with cock, he put his mouth on her pussy and started licking. Wanda had been licked by women, of course, but had never had a man lick her. She had never let Erich Buchanon, the former boyfriend of her former girlfriend Amber Anderson, get below her breasts. And THAT other man had been too busy raping to bother licking. Bob's tongue felt rougher than a woman's, and he licked in different places, too. But a bonus was the goatee Bob wore. As he licked, his facial hair tickled on Wanda's pussy lips, adding a new sensation. His tongue licked up and down and side to side, working each pussy lip in turn. Wanda was getting hotter and hotter. Her hips lifted and she moaned. She never thought a man could do that, Then she came. It was a small orgasm, but it was also an unexpected one by Wanda-Rose. She squealed in delight as she came. Bob kept his mouth glued to her pussy, drinking in her juices and licking harder. Donna came over and started sucking on Bob's cock as he licked at Wanda. He moaned into her pussy, giving Wanda-Rose an added sensation. Slowly she worked to her second orgasm. This time she was aware as her emotions came closer and closer to overflow. However, just before she was about to explode, Bob backed off. Wanda-Rose whimpered her need, and Bob smiled at her. He climbed onto Wanda, and she felt his cock rubbing at her pussy. While Donna had been sucking him, she had also slipped a condom onto Bob's cock. He thrust his sheathed dick into Wanda, going half-way into her body. Then he slowly pulled back before sliding in again. In slow motion, Bob filled Wanda's pussy. She was lifting her hips in need and grabbing his ass by the time he finally got his cock all the way into her. Then he left his cock buried inside her and started an internal plunging. He could feel Wanda's pussy lips grabbing at his cock so he knew he could fuck her gently. She felt the movement inside her and went wild. She had not thought about anything sexual when she had been raped five years before. Now she noticed the heat emanating from Bob's organ, warming her from inside. She also felt the need to cum, and whispered into Bob's ear "I'm cumming." She gushed all around his cock, and then felt him change his rhythm. With his cock now fully lubricated, he started pulling out of her pussy before sliding back in. She also noted his speed increasing, moving faster and harder against her. His groin rubbed her clit, giving her additional pleasure. Then she heard Bob moan deeply, a deeper moan than before. She thought he was cumming, and noticed that he stopped pumping into her with his cock deep inside her. But she felt nothing else but a steady cock in her. She looked down his body and saw Donna down between their legs. "Bob, honey?" Wanda said. "Donna's sucking my balls, Wanda," Bob said. "This is amazing. I've never had this while making love." Slowly Bob started moving again. His movements were minimal, but enough to drive Wanda wild again. She could feel his cock, not only going in and out of her, but also jerking up and down inside her pussy. She grew closer to another orgasm, amazed she could cum so many times with a man. Bob whispered into her ear, "I'm so close to cumming. Any requests where I cum?" Wanda moaned softly "Breasts." Then she came again, allowing the orgasm to flood her every sense. She seemed to watch and feel in slow motion as Bob pulled his cock from her, rip off the condom and stroke his cock a few times. Donna's hand joined Bob's, then Wanda added her hand as well. Bob could hold off no longer. With a grunt, his cock shot sperm. The first two shots soaked each nipple, and the next few added a milky coating to the first shots. Bob rolled onto his back, sated. Donna climbed onto Wanda then and started licking her breasts clean. Wanda-Rose pulled her other breast up and sucked the cum off that nipple as well. Donna rubbed on her pussy as Wanda had rubbed on Donna's the night before. Both breasts were soon cleaned and then, minutes later, both women came hard. As they came, Wanda was surprised to feel Bob's mouth on both their pussies, licking and sucking, cleaning both pussies clean. He kept his motions up until Donna rolled off Wanda, smiling as she did so. Then Bob climbed into the offered spot between the women, and both of them kissed him deeply. Wanda-Rose looked at Bob and Donna. "Thank you so much," she said. The women made plans to get back together with Bob during Easter break. Bob promised he's be around for the next couple of days in case they wanted to play some more. Then the three fell asleep. Wanda woke at 5 am to the sounds of slurping. She opened her eyes and looked through the darkness for the sound that woke her. Donna was sucking on Bob's cock. Bob was slowly stirring, having been asleep when she started. Wanda wondered why Donna was doing this until she signed "I always wake him this way." Wanda quickly scrambled to join her. When Bob was fully awake, he was pleased to find two mouths sucking him hard. And to everyone's surprise, Bob was indeed hard again. Wanda said "I want more," as she threw a leg over Bob and mounted his cock. She had never been in control of a man while making love before, and Wanda-Rose liked the feeling. She could move her hips up and down to keep him hard, and also control his cock in her body. Donna slipped her pussy around Bob's lips, feeding him his breakfast as Wanda fucked him. The women held each other, kissing deeply as they pumped against Bob. His cock remained hard as they fucked. Wanda's Story Ch. 27 After several minutes, Donna came from Bob's tongue. She threw her head back and grunted as she came. Seeing her wife cum also made Wanda-Rose cum, as Bob felt the matching orgasms over his body. Then Wanda's eyes grew big. "Oh, God!" she wailed. "I forgot the condom!" Fears of pregnancy and AIDS flew through her mind, but Donna smiled. "He's clean," she signed. "He gets regular checks and hasn't been with anyone since the last time with me. "Besides," she continued, "It's time I felt that hard cock in me." Wanda got off Bob then as Donna got on her hands and knees. Bob rose up and rubbed his cock over Donna's pussy. But Donna reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Bob realized where she wanted his cock. He knew he was wet from Wanda-Rose, so he aimed his cock and pushed into Donna's ass. He felt her pushing back on him, taking him deeper faster than he planned. She must really need this, Bob thought. Wanda had never seen a man fucking a woman's ass before. She watched in amazement as his cock slid easily into Donna. Her ass hole seemed to open perfectly to accept his rod. Soon he was deeply embedded inside her. Then he started pumping. As Bob pulled back, it seemed that Wanda moved away from Bob. Then, when he started moving back into her, she moved to him, giving them both a quicker entry. Again and again they moved. Wanda could see Donna's pussy leaking, and she knew her wife was close to orgasm. Then Donna came. She squirted as she came, her juices shooting onto Bob's balls and thighs. Donna had her head buried in a pillow, as if she had to muffle a tremendous scream. When her orgasm faded, Wanda pulled Bob out of Donna. Donna collapsed on the bed and Wanda went between her legs, licking and sucking her wife's pussy. At the same time, though, she was reaching behind her and spreading her own ass cheeks. She felt a fluid flow over her anal opening, and then felt the tip of Bob's cock press the bud. Her cry of joy was muffled by Donna's pussy as Bob filled her ass with his cock. It wasn't bigger than some of the dildos shoved into Wanda's ass by her former Mistress, Anne Franklin, but Bob's cock was big enough to draw a wonderful sensation from Wanda. Then she felt him moving inside her, and she got lost in her own emotions. She automatically licked and sucked Donna as Bob fucked her. She allowed his inward thrusts to drive her mouth harder against Donna, and she felt her tongue go deeper and deeper into her wife. Again and again Bob shoved and fucked Wanda. His size, she decided, was perfect for her ass. Donna came again, flooding Wanda's mouth. Wanda came, flowing juices over her pussy lips. Then Bob grunted and came, pulling out at just the last second and shooting sperm over Wanda's ass cheeks. When he finished, he bent and licked Wanda's pussy, sucking her cum from her body. The trio showered together, barely fitting in Donna's shower. Bob took the time to scrub both women clean, then smiled as both of them worked on cleaning his body. Then they dried off. Before dressing, both women took a last loving suck on Bob's cock. Nothing happened, though, because he was spent. Two weeks passed. The women spent a lot of time in bed, and also with Katy. The four-year-old by now had fully accepted Wanda as her second mommy. They were holding a last discussion before Wanda-Rose left for school. "Wanda," Donna signed, "Have you ever thought of your Mother in a sexual way?" Wanda's eyes widened. She had never been asked that question before. "Not really, no," Wanda-Rose finally admitted. "Explain 'not really.'" "Well, when Mom started in with Lou (her former lesbian lover, attorney J.L. Spillington), I thought about how she might be in bed. And then, later, when she and Lou attended one of Anne's orgies, I saw them together. But not any other times." "You've been with your sister, Astrid." "Not since she married Roger." "What about Wendy, your other sister?" "Saw her at the same orgy as Mom, but never slept with her. Why are you asking these questions?" "I've been thinking about Shelly," Donna admitted. "She's so pretty, and I get so lonely when you're not here." "So what do you think we should do?" "I don't know," Donna admitted. "But if an opportunity arises, don't hesitate because of me. That's all. Agreed?" "I can agree to that," Wanda-Rose said, thinking there would never be a time that would arise. She would be wrong. Wanda's Story Ch. 28 School started again, and Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert was finally on her last semester. The 23-year-old had been through a lot in her five years at Boise State University, and it would soon be over. She was doing student teaching this semester, and her mentor was a woman about the same age as her wife. Cindy Robinson was 32, with a nice figure and firm body. She was single, with no boyfriend. Wanda-Rose had already started wondering about Cindy's sexual orientation. Meanwhile, she was making plans to go home to Utah for President's Day weekend. She would spend time with her family, including, surprisingly, her brother and sister. Astrid Martin-Catron was a professional basketball player in the WNBA, and she had called the week before with news that she had been traded from New York to Seattle. They would stop in Provo on their way to Seattle during their move. The Thursday before the long weekend, Wanda was sitting with Cindy Robinson during lunch period, grading papers. Cindy looked up and said, "You've got to bring your husband by some time so I can meet him." "I don't have a husband," Wanda-Rose said. "Oh?" Cindy replied. "You're wearing a wedding ring, and you have a hyphenated last name. Those usually mean a woman is married." "I'm married, but not to a man," Wanda said. "You're ... another woman?" Cindy said, stammering. "Yes," Wanda said simply. "Then I've got to meet her. She's a very lucky woman." "She lives in Arkansas. We'll be together permanently in May." Cindy smiled. Then she said "Don't tell anyone else about your marital relationship, especially when you're interviewing for a job. Get seniority wherever you go, then let your orientation out of the bag. That way, you can't be fired." "Thanks, Cindy," Wanda-Rose said earnestly. They graded papers for a while longer, then Cindy said, "Some night, you've got to come over to my house and help me grade papers." "I'd like that," Wanda-Rose replied. Cindy gave Wanda her address, and they made plans for a grading session next week. Friday afternoon, Wanda-Rose hopped into her Mustang and motored out of Boise, taking Interstate 84 east and south until it hooked up with Interstate 15. From there she cruised south on I-15, arriving in Provo in the early evening, seven hours after leaving campus. She cruised the streets of Provo and got to her Mom's home about 8:30 pm. She opened her front door and was almost bowled over. Her former roommate, Astrid Martin-Catron, dashed into her arms, kissing her deeply in welcome. Astrid, at 6-4 towered over the 5-6 Wanda-Rose, but she was used to bending to kiss Wanda. They had been lovers while room mates in college, although Astrid had not slept with Wanda since marrying Wanda's brother Roger. "Welcome home, Wanda," Astrid enthused after releasing Wanda. "Hello yourself, dear Astrid," Wanda said. "Tell me about this trade." "I'm off to Seattle," Astrid replied. "I'll have a better chance to play, and I hope I can contribute. I like playing in the WNBA." Wanda was then surrounded by her family. Roger, Astrid's husband, was two years younger than Wanda at 21. He was 6-3, very well built, and had a big smile on his face. Wendy, Wanda's younger sister, was now 19. She was a little taller than Wanda at 5-8, and had enormous breasts, 40DD. Her ass was also big, but that seemed to be a family trait, because Wanda's ass was large as well. Finally, Wanda was greeted by her mother, Lorraine Catron. Lorraine was a widow, having buried her husband 12 years ago now. She was also still mourning the death of her lover, J.L. Spillington, the lawyer who had been killed by one of Wanda's former friends here in the Catron home. Lorraine was 44 now, though she kept herself in excellent shape. Her 34c breasts showed nary a hint of sagging, and she had a firm butt, showing the large family butts came from their father. ************************ After dinner, the family dispersed to different rooms. Wanda pulled out her laptop computer, logged on, and found Donna online waiting for her. The married couple spoke together about Wanda's family, with Wanda wishing Donna could be there, and Donna wishing Wanda could be in Arkansas. Soon Donna said she had put Becca and Katy to bed, and she was alone. The women then started talking about their sex lives, turning each other on with cyber-sex. Wanda, as was her habit when she cybered with Donna, soon had her clothes off and her hand between her legs, masturbating hard. She was so intent on her masturbation that she didn't hear her door open. Lorraine stuck her head in the room to see if Wanda wanted some coffee and stayed in the doorway, watching her oldest daughter play with herself. Wanda's hands were between her legs, rubbing at her pussy. Occasionally the computer would beep, indicating that Donna had added some commentary. Wanda's eyes would open and read, then with an added smile she would rub herself harder. Lorraine was fascinated. She had been living a loveless and sexless life since Lou had been shot and killed, and as she watched her daughter, she started getting turned on. The musky smell of a woman's precum filled the room, and Lorraine inhaled deeply, remembering the smell. When she could take it no longer, Lorraine decided that she needed more than the vision of Wanda playing with herself. She had never thought of any of her children in a sexual way before now, but her needs overcame her morals. Lorraine slipped into Wanda's room and eased the door shut. She dropped her dress and underwear, making herself as naked as Wanda. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled to her daughter. Wanda's eyes were closed as she masturbated, thinking of Donna. She was imagining Donna's mouth on her pussy when she felt a mouth on her pussy in real life. She thought she was imagining her feeling, so she kept her eyes closed. Lorraine licked her daughter's pussy for the first time in her life. The precum coating the pussy lips tasted a lot like Lorraine's own pussy juices tasted, she thought, remembering the taste on Lou's mouth or on her own fingers. She drove her tongue deeper into Wanda's pussy, loving the taste. The computer beeped again, and Wanda reluctantly opened her eyes. Her imagination was very vivid, thinking about the tongue in her pussy, and she was close to cumming. She started to focus on the computer when she realized that someone was indeed licking her pussy. She looked down and saw her mother's head between her legs. Mom drove her fingers into Wanda, curling them to get wanda's G-Spot. There was no time to protest, because the rubbing of her G-Spot made Wanda cum. Juices burst from her pussy, drenching Lorraine's face. Lorraine licked harder and faster, drawing the juices into her own mouth. Wanda shook as she came, amazed at the skill her mother had in making her cum. After her orgasm faded, Wanda typed on her computer "My Mom is licking my pussy." Donna wrote back "Give back what you're getting from her. I'll talk to you later." Then Donna logged off. Wanda, having gotten permission from her wife, pulled Lorraine up. "Sit on the chair, Mommy,' Wanda said. Lorraine complied, swinging one leg over the arm to open her pussy even farther. Wanda noticed the wetness already seeping out of her mother, and licked at it. Like her Mom, Wanda noticed the similarity in the taste of her Mother's juices to Wanda's own, and Wanda licked deeper. She reached over to the computer table, and grabbed a 12-inch handled dildo. She positioned the dildo and pushed it into her mother's pussy. Lorraine screamed in joy. Wanda stroked in and out with the toy, driving it harder and deeper with every thrust. Lorraine's pussy grasped at the toy, fucking it with all her might. Finally Wanda put her mouth on Lorraine's clit, and Mom came. She humped hard onto the toy and spurted around it, drenching the toy in her orgasmic pleasures. After Lorraine's orgasm faded, she stood up and pulled Wanda to her. Both women were within two inches of the other, and they stood eye to eye as they kissed deeply. This was the first sexual kiss Lorraine and Wanda had ever shared. Lorraine mumbled "Bed," and Wanda nodded. Together, still arm in arm and lip to lip, they shuffled to the bed and fell on it. Each woman's hand felt the other's wet pussy. Wanda noted the softness of her mother's pussy, while Lorraine marveled at the tightness of the younger pussy she was feeling. At an unspoken command, Lorraine turned around and lowered her pussy to Wanda's face. Meanwhile, Lorraine lowered her own face, licking her daughter's pussy deeply. Wanda enjoyed the pussy on her face, driving out of her mind the thought that is was her mother. Right now, it was a woman who needed a loving touch, and this was a woman Wanda loved very much and would do anything for. Her fingers joined her tongue in Lorraine's pussy, bringing her mother closer and closer to orgasm. Both women were moaning and groaning in ecstasy. Meanwhile, Wendy was padding down the hall towards the bathroom. She heard sounds and thought it was her sister, masturbating at the computer again. Wendy reached the bathroom and pissed into the toilet. As she walked past Wanda's room again, she heard her mother's voice, crying "Lick deeper, honey. I'm so close!" Wendy peeked into the room. She saw her older sister and mother locked in a deep 69, licking each other with no knowledge of anything except mutual pleasure. Wendy stepped into the room and saw the pile of clothes on the floor. She looked around and saw a strap-on dildo in Wendy's bottom drawer, which was partially open. Wendy shed her nightgown and put on the strap-on. She had played with a strap-on several times during her on-off relationship with attorney Keren Fingers. She slipped to the edge of the bed and saw that her mother was on top, and close to orgasm. She got on the bed, and got Wanda's attention. Wanda pulled her head away from Lorraine's pussy, and Wendy shoved the dildo in. Lorraine lifted her head off Wanda's pussy and screamed "I'm cumming!!" Wave after wave of pleasure shot through Lorraine as Wendy pumped the dildo in and out. Her legs were splayed around Wanda's head, and so the older sister thrust her tongue against the pussy lips of the younger sister. Wendy squeaked in pleasure, catching Lorraine's notice as her orgasm was ending. She looked back and saw it was Wendy fucking her, and she smiled. Lorraine then lowered her head and resumed licking Wanda's pussy. Wanda came quickly, moaning her orgasm into Wendy's body. The 19-year-old used the moans to heighten her own orgasm, and she came, flooding Wanda with cum. Lorraine, the cock in her body pistoning steadily, also came. The three women cried out in mutual pleasure, then collapsed into each other's arms. The girls took time kissing their mother, then kissing each other. Lorraine spoke softly, "I love you both. Wendy dear, I needed that cock you gave me." "I thought you were a lesbian now, Mom," Wendy said. Lorraine explained about the nights she and Lou had gone to the porno house for a group fuck, or the nights they found a strange man and brought him to Lou's house for a threesome. "I've missed Lou terribly," Lorraine stated, "but I've also missed being fucked by a hard cock." Wanda's mind floated back to Christmas, when she had finally found a man's cock she could fuck. She wondered if her mother would like to meet Bob. Absent-mindedly, Wanda said, "A cock does feel good, once in a while." "Then I've got just the cock for you," said a voice from the doorway. The three women looked over and saw Roger and Astrid, both naked, looking at the women. Roger, who had spoken, had his 11-inch cock in his hand. It was hard and leaking pre-cum. "I figure," Roger continued, "that if you could fuck your daughters, Mom, then you can fuck your son, too." Lorraine smiled brightly. "Only if your wife allows it," she said. Astrid laughed. "Who do you think brought Roger here?" she said. "You three made enough noise to wake the neighbors. So when I saw what was going on, I drug Roger in here, then sucked him hard to prepare him." Wanda patted the bed. "Join us, then," she said. Roger and Astrid walked over, and the three women made room for the new arrivals. Roger laid back, and Lorraine and Wendy started sucking his cock, while Astrid and Wanda kissed deeply. Astrid broke the kiss and whispered, "So you've finally had a cock?" "Yes," Wanda said. "Donna brought a man into bed, and I felt how gentle and great a cock could be. I'll never leave Donna, but an occasional cock sounds great." "I feel the same way, only backwards," Astrid admitted. "I love Roger so much, and the sex is great, but I really need a woman's touch on my body." "Didn't you get enough touching from the players in the WNBA?" Wanda teased. "Some, but not the right kind," Astrid admitted. "The lesbians in the league seem to hide their orientation to avoid a media backlash. There are more bisexuals, like me. Now, shut up and fuck me, roomie. I've missed you." Wanda needed no further encouragement. She and Astrid rolled on to the floor to give more room on the bed to the others. Wanda and Astrid started grinding together, remembering the feel of the other's body. Though they had not slept together for almost two years, they remembered each other's sensitive spots and soon fell into a familiar rhythm with fingers, hands and mouths. They were in their own world, paying no attention to the moaning coming from the bed. On the bed, Lorraine had taken the role of teacher, showing Wendy how to fuck a man. First she showed how to deep-throat a man's cock. She started slow, then slowly slid Roger's entire 11 inches deep into her mouth. Then she lifted off her son and allowed her daughter to try and suck her brother's cock. Wendy had never been with a man before. She started gagging on Roger's cock almost immediately, so Lorraine told her to relax and not force the cock down her throat. Slowly Wendy got the hang of the sucking and took Roger's cock deeper and deeper with each suck. Then Lorraine showed Wendy how to mount a cock. She eased her left leg over Roger's body, aiming her pussy and grabbing her son's cock. As Wendy and Roger looked on, Lorraine positioned the cockhead against her opening and slowly dropped onto the cock, filling her with her son's cock. Roger moaned deeply, as his cock impaled his mother. He started thrusting up into her, but with Lorraine on top, she showed Wendy how to control the motions for her best pleasure rather than let the man take control. Up and down on Roger's cock Lorraine went. Wendy leaned over, and Roger sucked her breasts. Wendy's hand went to Lorraine's clit, rubbing it as she pistoned on her son. Soon Wendy needed more than breast sucking, so she tapped her mother and said "My turn." Lorraine reluctantly got off Roger and Wendy slid onto his wet cock. She felt his cockhead enter her, then slowly stretch her open as she dropped lower and lower. Roger moaned deeply, not having fucked a pussy this tight before. Wendy was even tighter than Astrid was, and Roger's cock was being squeezed tight with every pump of Wendy's body. Lorraine dropped down and played with Roger's balls. That was too much for the 21-year-old man, and he came, shooting his sperm deep into his sister's pussy. That caused Wendy to explode also, and brother and sister enjoyed a mutual orgasm. As the three on the bed gathered their wits, they heard deep moaning and a vibrating sound from the floor. Looking over the side of the bed, they saw Wanda and Astrid coupled together. There was a double-headed dildo in their pussies that the girls were each humping. In each of their hands was a small vibrator, which they had on their partner's clit. Each woman had had several orgasms, as was attested by the wetness on the carpet under each woman. Wendy and Lorraine dropped onto the floor, Lorraine attaching her mouth to Astrid's in a deep soul-searing kiss between mother and daughter, while Wendy sucked on Wanda's nipples, drawing the hard points deep down her throat. Roger grabbed his soft cock and stroked it, hoping for a chance to return to the sex activity soon. Wanda and Astrid came together. Astrid squirted her orgasm past the double-headed dildo and flooded Wanda's pussy lips. Wanda, meanwhile, let her orgasm flow around the dildo. Lorraine left kissing Astrid to lick the cum dripping off the former roommates. The feeling of a tongue, added to the vibrator and dildo, drove each woman to cum again quickly, then slowly pull off the dildo. Lorraine and Wendy then chose a woman and licked their pussy. Lorraine chose Astrid's, while Wendy attacked the pussy of her older sister. Roger grabbed up the discarded double-headed dildo and slowly pushed one end into Lorraine. As Lorraine licked, she felt the cock substitute enter her. Her mind flew to the nights with Lou at the porn movie house. She came again around the dildo as Roger pumped it in and out of his mother. After Lorraine came, Roger took the other end and slid it into Wendy's pussy, pulling the two women until the double-header was buried inside their pussies, and their outer labia were touching the other. Now all four women were connected, as Wendy licked Wanda and fucked with Lorraine, who licked Astrid. Roger slid off the bed and fed his cock to his wife, who eagerly sucked his flaccid cock. Wendy came, then came again. Her second orgasm forced an orgasm from Wanda, who came with her sister. Lorraine felt the spasms from Wendy's pussy through the double-headed cock and came also, while Astrid came when Roger's cock jerked back to life in her mouth, filling and gagging her. Finally totally exhausted, Wendy and Lorraine collapsed to the side, keeping the double-header connecting them. Roger, meanwhile, had pulled his cock from Astrid's mouth and was about to fuck his wife when Wanda spoke. "No, Roger. Fuck me instead." Astrid's eyes opened wide. She knew Wanda had been fucked before, but she didn't know all about Wanda's meeting with Bob in late December/early January. Now Wanda wanted the cock that had stolen Astrid from her. Roger smiled and turned around. He grabbed Wanda's ankles and pulled her legs wide apart. He watched as her pussy lips spread wide open, as if inviting his cock. Slowly Roger put his cock on those lips, teasing his sister. Then Astrid came behind Roger and shoved his ass hard, forcing his cock to impale Wanda. Wanda screamed in pleasure. The double-headed dildo had opened her up, but now she could feel the difference between latex and flesh, as the cock buried itself into her, giving her the feeling and heat it gave her. Wanda's hips moved in a matching rhythm with Roger, letting her brother fuck her hard and fast. Occasionally Astrid would shove at Roger's ass, pushing him even deeper into his sister. Wanda squealed in delight as that happened. This was the largest real cock she had ever fucked, and she fought to hold off the orgasm she knew would come soon. Suddenly Roger's body went into spasms. Astrid had been sucking her middle finger, and she quickly shoved it into Roger's ass. The sudden invasion into his ass caused Roger's release. As he flooded Wanda's pussy with his white sperm, Wanda let go and came, adding her cum juices to Roger's. She held tight to her brother, furiously kissing him to keep from screaming. Slowly Wanda felt Roger's cock shrivel inside her and slide out. Wanda dropped down and closed her eyes, enjoying the afterglow of a deep meaningful fuck. When she felt her pussy pulled open and a mouth suck the cum from her body, she kept her eyes closed. A pussy dropped to her mouth and she greedily drank from it as the woman squirmed on her face. Two mouths, one obviously Roger's, bit her nipples, pulling at them. Despite her tiredness, Wanda came again, and also drew an orgasm from Wendy, who was on her mouth as Wanda was able to tell by her cries during orgasm. Wanda's Story Ch. 28 Finally the five of them collapsed and slept, each holding someone else. They were tighter as a family than they had ever been before. ************************* After Donna logged off with Wanda, she fed her girls, changed them, and put them to bed. Then Donna headed for bed herself. She tried to sleep, but visions of Wanda and her mother coupled sexually filled Donna's mind. Finally Donna's hands moved under her panties. She slowly massaged her aching clit, feeling her fingers giving herself a much-needed relief. Her rubbing started speeding up, and Donna closed her eyes again, envisioning Wanda's nude body. Donna was completely in love with her wife, and often masturbated with Wanda's picture in her mind. Tonight was no different, except that she kept seeing Wanda with Lorraine, whom Donna had met at the wedding. She grew closer to orgasm. Her pussy started flowing, preparing for its eruption. Donna thrust her fingers inside her pussy, fingering herself quickly. But just before Donna came, a sharp pounding erupted from her front door. Frustrated beyond belief, Donna threw on a robe and hustled downstairs before the person rapped on the door again and woke the girls. She peeked through the eye hole in the door and saw her sister, Shelly Hendrickson. Donna threw open the door and brought Shelly inside. She saw that Shelly was wearing a robe, and had her six-year-old son Justin in her arms. Donna wondered why she had driven over to Donna's house wearing just a robe. Donna let them in. Shelly took Justin upstairs to the spare bedroom, where he fell fast asleep. Then the sisters went into the dining room and Donna asked Shelly through sign language if she wanted some coffee. Shelly nodded,and Donna busied herself making a pot. She then got some of the dinner leftovers, and the two women ate while the coffee brewed. Finally, a steaming cup of coffee in her hand, Shelly said what she had come to say. "I need shelter, sis," Shelly said. "I've left Rance." "Why did you decide at 2 in the morning to leave your husband?" Donna answered via sign language. "I couldn't take the abuse any more," Shelly said, and she stood and removed her robe. Shelly was nude underneath, but her body sported many nasty bruises, some old, a couple new. "He beats me, sis. And I've finally had enough." "How long has he beaten you?" "Two years. At first, it was part of a BDSM relationship we had going. But now, he beats me if things don't go right for him, or if dinner's not on time, or if I don't satisfy him in bed, or just for no reason. I'm scared." Donna stood and pulled her older sister into her arms. She held Shelly for nearly half an hour, as Shelly finally started crying, releasing the emotions she had kept bottled up. As she cried, Shelly filled Donna in on the rest of her BDSM life with her husband. "We knew you were into the BDSM stuff," Shelly said between sobs. "So one night I suggested to him that it might be fun. He took the Master's role, and I was his sex slave. "At first, it was fun. I enjoyed the pain while we made love. But he seemed to enjoy giving the pain too much. He kept coming up with harder and more painful tortures for me. Then, one night, he came home and I hadn't cooked his steak medium, like he wanted it. It was undercooked. He took me over his knee and spanked the shit out of me. "After that, the beatings started in earnest. It seemed that nothing I could do made him happy. I thought it was a normal course in a BDSM life, until you told me about releasing Wanda. Then I met her, and I saw how happy you both were. I vowed to change. "You know I've been away at seminars a lot recently. That's because I've been keeping my distance from Rance. But tonight, he pounded on me for being gone too much recently. I tried to escape, but he pulled all my clothes off and cut them up. When he came at me with the scissors he had used, though, I grabbed my robe and my purse and escaped from the house. "I had nowhere to go, so I came to you." Donna waited as Shelly told her story. When she was done, Donna boldly took Shelly's head in her hands and softly, lovingly, kissed her sister. It was a kiss meant to show that Shelly was safe and loved. Shelly, though, returned the kiss with greater passion than Donna had shown. Shelly wrapped her arms around her sister and pulled her close, rubbing her body against Donna's. Shelly took one hand and started rubbing her sister's body. Donna, still turned on from her near-orgasm, spread her legs and let Shelly explore her body. Shelly's fingers rubbed the pussy through the robe fabric. Then, finding the opening, she spread Donna's robe open and rubbed Donna's shaved pussy directly. Shelly felt the wetness lingering there, and assumed incorrectly that the wetness was caused by her. She plunged two fingers into Donna, and Donna, desperate for orgasm, humped the fingers. Shelly had never been with another woman before, but followed a pattern she would use on herself during masturbation sessions. Her fingers moved from inside the pussy to the clit, then back inside the pussy. Donna humped hard on Shelly's hand. Suddenly, Donna came, flooding Shelly's hand with her pussy's juices. Shelly noted that Donna's orgasm gave off more juices than when Shelly masturbated herself. When Donna had finished cumming, Shelly pulled her hand out of Donna's pussy and licked her fingers. Donna reached to remove her robe when a hard pounding started at the door. Donna walked over and peeked in the eye hole and saw Shelly's husband, Rance Hendrickson, at her doorstep. Donna made sure the door was locked and bolted, then went back into the kitchen. She signed for Shelly to call the police, then meet her at the door. While Shelly called 911, Donna went up the stairs and got her shotgun shells from her top dresser drawer. Then she hurried back downstairs and took the shotgun off the wall mounds over the fireplace. She calmly loaded the gun as the pounding on the door resumed. Shelly entered the room a minute later, her robe back in place. Donna signed what she wanted Shelly to say for her, and Shelly, though scared, agreed. Then both women went to the door. Donna unlocked it, and Shelly pulled it open. Rance started to bull his way into the house, but stopped short when Donna leveled the shotgun in his face. He took two steps back and threw up his hands. "Rance," Shelly said, "Donna told me to say this, and I agree with what I'm about to say. "Get out of my life now! Leave immediately or Donna will shoot you and claim you were attacking us, and your death will be called self-defense, especially after I show the police my bruises. "The police are on their way. When they arrive, I will swear out a restraining order to keep you away. And if you ever come back, Donna will shoot first and not bother with the questions. Do you understand?" Rance smiled slightly. "She wouldn't dare," he said. Donna calmly swung the shotgun away from Rance and fired. The muzzle, in close proximity to Rance's ears, deafened him a minute. But when he looked behind him, he paled. Donna had shot his front windshield out of his car. "That's your only warning," Shelly said. "Leave or die." Rance backed up slowly. Sirens were heard wailing in the distance. Donna lowered the gun fractionally and fired again. The ground around Rance's feet sparkled with flying dirt as the shotgun shell expended into the ground inches from Rance. That was enough. Rance turned and ran to his car. He hopped into the car, mindless of the shattered glass on his seat. He started the car and drove quickly away. Minutes later the police arrived. Shelly swore out a statement against her soon-to-be former husband, and the police promised they would get a restraining order against him. The two shots from Donna's gun were not mentioned. When the police finally left, Shelly dropped to the ground and kissed Wanda's feet. "Thank you, my darling sister," she said. "Without your strength, I could not have done that." "You will always have my strength," Wanda signed. "Thank you, Mistress," Shelly said, then she covered her mouth. "Mistress?" Donna signed. "I'm sorry. You were so strong, I was thinking of the BDSM roles. You were Mistress, protecting your slave, me, from harm." "Do you want that kind of relationship?" "Yes, Mistress," Shelly replied. "Wanda will also be your Mistress, as she is a part of me. Do you accept that as well?" "Yes, Mistress." "Strip, slave, then stand perfectly still," Donna signed. Shelly stood and removed her robe, revealing her body to her new Mistress. Shelly was an inch taller than Donna, but was blessed with the breasts Donna did not have. Donna was a petite 34a, but Shelly was a 36cc. Her breasts hung down, giving shape and definition to her body. Shelly was 35, but still in excellent condition because she worked out all the time. Donna started slowly, kissing the bruises all over Shelly's body. Donna knew she would never give Shelly bruises like these, unless Shelly wanted them. She also knew these were unwanted bruises on her sister's body. Shelly, meanwhile, was finding it hard to stand still. The kisses Donna was placing on her body were so erotic. Shelly felt herself getting wet just from the tender kisses her younger sister was giving her. Donna stepped back and removed her robe, revealing her own body to Shelly. "Kiss me like I've just kissed you," she signed. "Donna dropped to her knees and started kissing Donna's body. Donna still had a little flab in her stomach from the childbirth in late November, but otherwise her body was also in good shape. Shelly remembered that Donna had not kissed any of her normal "hot" spots, her breasts or her pussy, so she kept her kisses away from those areas. Donna was feeling the heat the couple was making. When she could stand no more, she dropped onto the couch and spread her legs wide. Shelly hesitated, and Donna realized that her sister had never licked another woman's pussy before. Sit like I'm sitting, and learn," Donna signed. The women traded places, and Donna dropped to her knees before her older sister. Her first kisses were soft and gentle on Shelly's inner thighs, with soft nibbles on the tender flesh. Shelly felt her wetness growing as her anticipation rose. Donna's hands spread Shelly's pussy lips apart, and Donna's tongue invaded Shelly's body. The feminine touch of Donna's mouth on Shelly was so much better than the times Rance had licked Shelly's pussy, the older woman thought in comparison. Rance, it seemed, would only lick Donna if he had to, sort of as a prelim to his own enjoyment. It seemed like Donna, on the other hand, wanted to give Shelly all her love through her mouth. Shelly grew closer and closer to orgasm. Her moans grew in tempo and volume. Finally, Shelly cried out "I'm cumming!" and orgasmed with her sister for the first time. Donna kept up her licking, bringing Shelly quickly to a second orgasm before lifting her head away from the swollen labia of her sister. Donna signed "Now you do the same," to Shelly, and the women changed places. Shelly was very tentative at first, more probing than licking. Donna knew her sister was a lesbian virgin, and gave her some time to grow accustomed to licking a pussy. After a while, though, Donna grabbed Shelly by the back of her head and pulled her face right against her pussy. Forced into Donna's pussy, Shelly started licking in earnest. Her tongue could not go anywhere except into Donna, so into Donna it went. Shelly's teeth scraped on Donna's outer labia while her tongue massaged the inner labia. Over and over Shelly's tongue licked her sister. Then, suddenly, Shelly's mouth was flooded with sweet pussy juices as Donna silently came. After her orgasm, Donna removed her grip on Shelly's head. The women picked up their robes and climbed the stairs to Donna's bedroom. There, Donna took Shelly in her arms and cuddled her to sleep, finally falling asleep herself. It was the first peaceful night's sleep in months for Shelly. ************************* The next day, both Donna and Wanda had stories to tell each other. Donna's was the bigger surprise, though Wanda warmed up to the idea of being a Mistress and couldn't wait for her spring break visit. Wanda also got Bob's telephone number and made a surreptitious call, then waited anxiously for the results. Wanda's Story Ch. 29 Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert was in the throes of orgasm. Her little sister, Wendy Catron, was between her legs, licking Wanda-Rose's pussy like there was no tomorrow. Wanda had cum once already, but that had only stimulated Wendy to lick her older sister harder and faster. One hand was pulling Wanda's pussy lips apart, the other was pulling on Wanda's breasts, stimulating the nipples. It was President's Day weekend. Wanda-Rose had planned to spend it with her family instead of her wife, Donna Mettert. What Wanda-Rose didn't expect was that she would spend the weekend making love with her sister, her brother and sister, and her mother. But make lobe they had. What had started as an erotic instant message session with her wife turned into an incestuous fivesome with her family. Now, two days later, the family was still making love together, exploring each other's sexuality. So her little sister was between her legs, driving Wanda-Rose towards another orgasm. The tongue licked up and down inside Wanda's pussy, matching the finger Wendy also had inside her sister. Wanda-Rose hung on, letting her feelings grow and grow. She could cum at any time, but wanted a harder orgasm to make her sister happy. Finally Wanda-Rose could hold off no longer. with a mighty scream she let go, flooding her sister's face with cum. Wanda's hips rose higher, trying to get a perfect contact with her sister's mouth. Dribbles of cum escaped Wendy's mouth and dripped down the side of her cheeks. As the orgasm ended, both women became aware of their surroundings. They were on Wanda's bed, and their mother, Lorraine Catron, was moving towards the bed from the chair in the bedroom she had been in watching her daughters make love together. She kissed both girls, tasting Wanda on wendy's moth, and Wendy's dried cum on Wanda's lips, because Wanda had eaten Wendy before the women traded places. Like her daughters, Lorraine was also naked. the family had decided not to wear clothes in the house for the weekend, to more easily allow a sexual union. Nothing was taboo this weekend. Wanda turned her head and looked at the clock. She then got out of bed and started getting dressed. "Where are you going?" Lorraine casually remarked. She had hoped to take Wendy's place between Wanda's legs. "Mom, I told you I'm meeting someone today, then meeting you for dinner tonight," Wanda said. "Six o'clock at Magelby's, OK?" "You're right, I remember now. I'll see you then." Lorraine rose and pulled her daughter close, kissing her deeply. Wanda's kiss was just as deep and just as lustful. Reluctantly she broke from her mom and went off. Wanda-Rose was setting her mother up on a blind date. She had called the first man who ever fucked her, a man known as Bob, to come meet his mother. Wanda-Rose had met Bob over Christmas when she was with Donna. Bob was in his mid-40s, about the same age as Lorraine. He had slowly won Wanda-Rose over and made her realize that there was some good in making love with a man. Bob's plane landed in Salt Lake City an hour after Wanda left the house. She was there to meet him. They made small talk, greetings and "how ya been's?" while Bob got his bags and they made their way to Wanda's car. Once in the Mustang, Bob turned to Wanda-Rose. "I thought you would not call for me unless Donna approved and was there," he said. "Bob, do you enjoy being at Donna's beck and call?" Wanda-Rose replied. "She's a good lover, and so are you," he answered. Donna aimed her car south towards Provo as the conversation continued. "Would you like a steady woman in your life again?" Donna asked. "Yes, but I've not met the right woman," Bob admitted. "Since long before my divorce, my love life has been sporadic. My ex stopped looking at me sexually several years before we finally got divorced. Since then, I go to Donna when I'm called, but I can only afford a couple trips a year. I wouldn't even be here now if you hadn't paid for the ticket." "I know, but I really need you to meet someone," Wanda said. "Who?" "My mother." "What?" Bob was suddenly outraged. "What are you trying to do?" "Calm down, Bob," Wanda said. "There is no obligation here at all. Here's what I'd like you to do, though. Meet my mom, have dinner with her, go out wherever you like, do anything you want. you don't have to sleep with her if you don't want, and you don't have to ever see her again if you don't want. I will not think any differently of you if you leave tomorrow. "But, Bob, I think you'll like my mom. She's your age, and still very pretty. She's also one off the most sensual women I've ever known." "But what if she doesn't like me?" Bob asked. "Like I said, no obligations," Wanda replied. "If you do get her into your room, though, there will be a TV and a DVD waiting for you. Play it, and I can assure you she'll sleep with you." Bob reluctantly agreed. Wanda-Rose took him to a hotel close to the restaurant. She spent an hour or so driving Bob around the city, showing him some of the places he might consider taking Lorraine. She did not notice a green Ford Focus start to follow her Mustang. Finally, at 5:45, Wanda-Rose and Bob arrived at Magelby's. They got a table and waited. At precisely 6 pm, Lorraine entered the restaurant. She saw her daughter, who had chosen a chair facing the door, and headed over. Bob was sitting on a side, but could see Lorraine as she walked towards them. Lorraine, 44, had 34c breasts that had not started sagging yet. Her hips showed the spread that came from childbirth but still swayed as she walked. She worked out daily to keep her stomach area firm. She had chosen a deep red dress that had a slit up one leg, almost to her hip. The neckline plunged just enough to show off her cleavage, but not enough to make her look like she would fall out of the dress. Her brown hair was swept back, highlighting her face. Bob was entranced. Lorraine got to the table and gave her daughter a hug. Then she noticed Bob sitting there, and shrank back a bit. "Who's that?" Lorraine said. "Mom, this is Bob, a friend of mine and Donna's. He's in town, and I thought he might like meeting you, since you're both the same age. Bob, this in my mother, Lorraine." Bob stood and extended his hand towards Lorraine. The older woman quickly assessed him. He looked a little older than she was (he was 46), with brown hair and a gray beard, neatly trimmed. He was a bit overweight, but that didn't upset her. He wore a gray blazer over a white turtleneck, with gray slacks. Lorraine took his hand, intending to shake it. Instead, Bob raised it to his lips and gently kissed the back of her hand. "So, you're setting me up?" Lorraine said to Wanda-Rose. "Call it a blind date, Mom," Wanda replied. "You've talked about wanting to meet someone, so I arranged this. I've told Bob, and I'll tell you. This night is for the two of you, and whatever you do is up to you. Call me on my cell if you need to, Mom." With that, Wanda slipped out of the booth, offering her chair to her mother, and left. Lorraine sat down and looked at Bob. "Do you really want to do this?" she said. "I've never been on a blind date," Bob said. "But seeing you, my answer is 'yes.' You're a very beautiful woman, Lorraine." They decided to stay. Dinner was superb, and afterwards they walked alone the nearby river, chatting and getting to know each other better. Both of them felt comfortable with the other. Finally, Bob said "What would you like to do now?" "Let's go to a movie," Lorraine said. "I know the perfect place." They got into Lorraine's car and she drove them to the outskirts of town. She had not been here for almost two years, and the last time was with her late lover J.L. "Lou" Spillington. But she came here on an impulse. "Here" was a porn theater. They bought their tickets and sat near the back. The screen showed a couple eating at a restaurant. As they ate, the woman ran her hand up the thigh of the man, until she reached his zipper. One quick pull later, his cock was out and in her hand. She steadily stroked it as she teased the man by eating a banana like it was a cock. After a couple of minutes, the woman disappeared under the table. The camera followed her and showed her taking his cock into her mouth and sucking hard. The man's facial expression showed his obvious pleasure. While she was working on his cock, Lorraine's hand was rubbing Bob's leg, moving closer and closer to his cock. They watched the screen as the waiter came by and asked where the man's date was. "She had something in her throat, and needed to take care of it," the actor said. Bob and Lorraine giggled, then turned serious as Lorraine found Bob's cock ,semi-hard inside his pants. She undid his belt and slid her hand inside his shorts, feeling his cock. Bob moaned softly, luckily having it drowned by the actor's moan onscreen. At length the actress got out from under the table. The man immediately slid under the tablecloth and spread her legs wide apart, licking her pussy with the exaggerated movements common to porn movies. While this happened, Bob moved his hand up Lorraine's skirt to feel her pussy through her panties. He could feel her wetness, and he rubbed softly at her covered pussy. When the woman onscreen had her orgasm, Bob pulled the panties aside and rubbed directly on Lorraine's wet labia. Lorraine moaned softly and leaned over to bite Bob's neck. On-screen, all pretense of hiding was forgotten. The man had the woman on her hands and knees in the booth, and he was plunging his cock in and out of her. Both were naked now, and the other patrons in the restaurant slowly turned to see what they were doing. Then the others also coupled off, causing a massive orgy in the restaurant. In the theater, Lorraine had leaned over and was slowly sucking Bob's cock, reveling in the hardness, and remembering the nights she had done just this exact thing with Lou present. Lorraine was excited, and wanted Bob more than ever. Onscreen, the couple had changed positions. Now the man was on the booth's seat, and the woman was strattling him, while also sucking the waiter's cock. Despite the scene onscreen, people in the theater finally noticed what was going on near the back. In ones, twos and threes, they turned to watch Bob and Lorraine. Lorraine had now seen the scene onscreen, and decided to duplicate it. She strattled Bob and impaled herself on his cock. Despite the fact they were both clothed versus the actors onscreen that were naked, the eyes of the audience were on Bob and Lorraine. He held her waist as she ground on his cock, plunging up and down on it with lustful needs. The couples onscreen started cumming, and Lorraine was close, too. With a scream that matched the ones on the loudspeakers, Lorraine came, flooding Bob's groin with her internal juices. Slowly Lorraine stopped grinding. She leaned down and kissed Bob deeply, and he kissed back. He gently lifted her off his hard cock and whispered "Let's get out of here." "I'll do anywhere you want," she said. Bob guided Lorraine to his hotel room. They entered and fell into each other's arms again. This time, there was no need to hold back. Each pulled the other's clothes off, letting them fall in a heap. Bob marveled at the near perfection of Lorraine's body, while Lorraine needed Bob's cock in her body again. They fell into bed and were about to make love when Bob remembered the video Wanda wanted them to watch. He whispered to Lorraine, "We have to watch something first. Wanda's orders." Lorraine grabbed the TV remote and tossed it to Bob. Then she got on her hands and knees facing the TV. "Slide it in me, and fuck me as we watch," she begged him. Bob positioned himself behind Lorraine and pushed his cock into her. She cried out in joy as she felt him fill her again. She had not realized how much she needed a cock inside her until she had fucked her son, and she knew this cock in her was better than Roger's because it belonged to someone not her family. Bob stroked steadily inside Lorraine, then remembered the TV remote. He pushed "PLAY" and they both watched as they fucked. Wanda's face came on the screen. She said "Mom, Bob, I've set you up because I think you both need each other. In fact, if I was to bet, you're both naked now, or close to naked. "Mom, you need him, and he's available. He's also great in bed, as you'll see. Bob, my mother needs everything you have. Not just your cock, but your love and your devotion. Think about it. "Finally, Mom, you're not allowed home until morning. Don't try coming home, we've bolted the doors from the inside. So stay with Bob tonight. See you both in the morning." The camera pulled back, and it revealed Wanda, Wendy, Astrid and Roger, all naked. Wendy was licking Wanda's pussy, while Roger was fucking his wife Astrid Martin-Catron. The camera faded to black. Bob shoved his cock deep into Lorraine, then leaned over her back. "Shall we take her up on her suggestion we make love?" he said. Lorraine laughed. "A bit late, don't you think?" she replied. "Turn me over now. I want to watch you as you fuck me." They switched positions, Lorraine on her back, Bob looming above her. She took his wet cock and guided it into her body. Her hips raised, her legs locked on Bob's butt, and they started moving in unison, finding a compatible rhythm and matching each other stroke for stroke, hip movement to hip movement. Lorraine pulled Bob's head down and kissed him deeply as her orgasm hit. To Lorraine, this was the sign of complete comfort. She felt instinctively that Bob didn't need to hear her scream or wail or cry that she was cumming to know she was cumming. Also, she was feeling a growing desire and caring for Bob that she couldn't explain. Bob knew Lorraine had cum from her body's stiffening under him, and the fresh flow of juices in her pussy. Still he stroked on inside her. Bob remembered the days when he could cum quickly, then cum again and even the night he had three orgasms. Now, though, he was usually good for one strong orgasm a night, with a second after a couple hours of rest. Also, his orgasms took longer to achieve. Lorraine loved the feeling of the hard cock sliding in and out of her body. She held him tight, rubbing her entire body onto his, trying to touch all his skin at once. Her hard nipples scraped his chest hairs, her legs pulled tight on his body, and her nails dug into his back as she closed in on yet another orgasm. Still he moved inside her, slowing, then going faster. She could feel his weight pressing down, but it was a weight she wanted. Bob knew it was time to cum. He softly moaned into Lorraine's ear, "I'm about to cum." "Cum in me," Lorraine urged. Bob thrust deeply into Lorraine, and he let go. His cock spurted in Lorraine's pussy, and as she felt the first spurt slam into her diaphragm, she let go also, cumming with Bob. The couple soared to the top of the mountain, saw fireworks, and slowly dropped back to earth, landing in the bed they started in. Bob rolled off Lorraine and turned on his side. Lorraine turned also, and they kissed deeply, reveling in the afterglow of a great lovemaking session. They held each other and fell asleep in each other's arms. ************************* As Wanda-Rose left the restaurant where her mother and Bob were, she had a specific location in mind. She drove with a purpose, and a few minutes later entered the parking lot of the hotel room she had rented for Bob. Again, she did not notice the Focus following her, parking a few cars away from hers. Instead, Wanda was intent on setting up the TV and DVD that she had promised Bob would be waiting for him. As she exited the hotel, a woman got out of the Focus. Moving quickly, she intersected Wanda as Wanda got to her car. "Wanda," she said. Wanda turned at the voice, shock spreading through her entire body. Standing before her was Anne Franklin, her former Mistress. "Wanda, I'm so sorry to bother you," Anne said. "I really need to talk to you." "What would you have to say to me?" Wanda said. She remembered her time with Anne as a series of lies and cheating, all from Anne's side of the bed. "I need you back," Anne said, coming right to the point. "You need me?" Wanda repeated. "What about your made-over girl Amber?" Amber Anderson, once Wanda's best friend, had replaced Wanda in Anne's heart. Anne and Amber had a baby together, and Anne had used some of the money Wanda had won in her lawsuit to give Amber enhanced breasts. "She left me," Anne said. "She went back to Erich, taking their child with her. They plan to get married. I'm all alone. Please come back to me." Wanda didn't even have to think about this one. "No, Anne," Wanda said. "I've found someone else, and I'm happier than I've ever been in my life. We got married." "You met a man?" "No, Anne. I met another woman. We got married in Vermont. She has two children, and I'm moving in with her as soon as I finish school. You're my past, and I'll never let you into my future." Wanda pulled her door open, and felt Anne grab her wrist. Anne turned Wanda around and planted a kiss on her lips. Anne, taller than Wanda by a couple inches, put all her emotions into the kiss. But Wanda pulled her wrist from Anne's grasp and shoved the older woman away. As Anne approached again, Wanda balled her right fist, swung from the hip and pounded Anne right on the nose. Anne staggered back and sat down, stunned, holding a nose that was profusely bleeding. "Leave me alone, you sadistic bitch," Wanda screamed. "And if you ever say anything about this, I'll claim you assaulted me, and I thought you were a rapist. Now get the fuck out of my life, right now!" Wanda slammed the car door, locking it. She started her car and pulled quickly from the parking lot. Anne remained on the ground, her eyes now flooding with tears. Wanda headed to the Provo airport, getting there just in time to meet her rented Lear Jet. The jet rolled to a stop, and a surprised Cindy Robinson exited the plane. She saw Wanda waiting for her, and walked over to her. "Wow," Cindy said. "How could you do this? A private plane? What's going on, Wanda?" "I'm glad you came," Wanda said. "Get in, I'll explain as we drive." Cindy got in the passenger seat, and listened as Wanda drove and explained how she got to become a multi-millionaire. Then the serious questions started, as Wanda probed into Cindy's history. Cindy slowly told her apprentice about her history. She was a bisexual woman, having loved both men and women since her first experience at 16. She was between both boyfriend and girlfriend, and finally admitted having looked at Wanda as a possible partner. Wanda smiled, looking over Cindy as she did so. Cindy Robinson was 32, and had spent her life keeping in shape. Her breasts were small, maybe 34b, her stomach, showing now because Cindy was wearing a midriff-showing blouse, was taut, and her buttocks was small and also rock-hard. "Let's go somewhere and have some fun," Cindy suggested. Wanda took Cindy to the outskirts of town, to a small, out-of-the-way bar. When Cindy entered, she immediately approved. The bar was filled with nothing but women, and Cindy knew that this was a lesbian bar. A slow k.d. lang song was playing on the jukebox. Both women ordered beers, then Cindy took Wanda's hand and led her onto the small dance floor. They closed together and started dancing. Each woman took a turn leading, but both women let their hands roam over the other's body. After a couple songs had passed, their mouths closed together and they softly kissed. Wanda took the initiative here, as her tongue went into Cindy's first. Wanda's tongue slid over Cindy's, and as the two danced, Cindy sucked on Wanda's tongue, drawing a small moan from Wanda's lips. Wanda's Story Ch. 29 The song ended, but not the kiss. Only when the bartender yelled "Hey, ladies, get a room!" did they break the kiss. They finished their beers quickly and left. Wanda drove them to the same hotel where Bob and Lorraine were currently making love, entering a room Wanda had rented for Cindy. Once in the room, they resumed kissing and dancing. Cindy pulled Wanda close, not allowing the younger girl to do anything except move with her teacher-mentor. Cindy's hand went between Wanda's legs, pushing the skirt she had worn against her pussy. Cindy was rubbing Wanda through the fabric of the skirt and Wanda's panties, but it didn't matter. Wanda was getting wetter by the minute. Suddenly Cindy pushed Wanda onto the bed, still dressed. Wanda reached for her zipper to undo her skirt when Cindy said "Don't. Let me." Wanda removed her hand. But instead of removing the skirt, Cindy lifted it up and slid her head under it. Wanda felt Cindy's teeth grab at her thong, and pull it aside. Then Cindy's mouth glued onto Wanda's pussy lips, licking and sucking. Wanda could only feel what Cindy was doing, because the skirt hid her actions. Wanda felt Cindy's tongue enter her pussy lips. She felt a finger enter her body too, as her teacher-mentor-lover worked hard on Wanda's pussy. Wanda felt her body responding favorably, growing wetter and wetter with each movement inside her body. Cindy's tongue felt so different from any others that had made love to Wanda. It seemed to reach deeper inside her than any other that she had felt. Adding it to Cindy's slender fingers spreading her open, and Wanda was ready to explode. Suddenly her world exploded. She felt a new sensation on her G-Spot. As she orgasmed without any control, she realized that Cindy's tongue was what was on her most sensitive inner spot. Wanda orgasmed twice in a row, the second harder than the first, as Cindy licked her G-Spot. Wanda couldn't believe what she was feeling, but she loved the sensation. Finally, Cindy's hands undid the zipper on Wanda's skirt, and as Wanda slid out of it, she saw that Cindy had the longest tongue she had seen, as long as the one Gene Simmons from KISS had. Smiling, Cindy climbed up Wanda's body and gave her a deep kiss, smothering Wanda's lips with her own pussy juices. When they broke apart, Wanda-Rose quietly said, "Nice tongue. Why hadn't i noticed it before?" "I keep it in my mouth mostly during school," Cindy replied. "I was born without the cartilage that's underneath most tongues. Add to that a long tongue, and I can stick it WAY out." Wanda sat up. "You're amazing, and you're also exactly what I'm looking for." "I thought you are married, and this was a little fling," Cindy said. "It's more than that," Wanda replied. "I'm actually trying to set you up on a blind date with someone." "Intriguing," Cindy said. "Who, what, where, when, why and how, to quote an old journalism teacher of mine." "Who is my younger sister, Wendy," Wanda-Rose explained. "She's 19, learning to be bisexual, and not how you might think, either. She's been lesbian for a few years, and is just getting into cocks. "What is the possibility of a long-term relationship. She'll be attending Boise State in the fall, and could live with you and be your lover. "Where and when are the same. If you agree, it will be in a few minutes, right here. "Why is because you both need lovers. She has been in an on-again, off-again relationship with a woman in town, and I don't think she will move beyond her unless she meets someone else. You also need someone in your life. I saw how you've looked at me recently. You're horny, and you need release. Wendy could be a long-term release. "As for how, that's up to you. I know you also like cocks, and can teach Wendy about loving a man as well as a woman. As for how right now, if you agree, I'll call her and have her come right over." Cindy stood and thought a minute. She paced the room as if lecturing her class. finally she turned towards Wanda and asked, "Are there any obligations with this offer?" "None whatsoever. If you decide not to, I'll continue trying to hook my sister up with someone. She doesn't even know I want to hook her up, so there's no problems if you don't agree. "On the plus side, you'll not have to support her during her college years. I'll set up a fund to pay for school and expenses. She'll have my Mustang, so you won't have to provide transportation. And, if you agree, you'll get a woman in the prime of her sexuality to love and care for, and to have love and care for you." Cindy thought some more, then said "Call her. I'd like to meet her." Wanda called her home. Wendy answered the phone and quickly agreed to meet Wanda at the motel room. While they waited, Wanda lifted Cindy's skirt and started licking the hairy pussy uncovered by panties. A pussy with hair was a rare treat for Wanda, and she loved licking the small curly hairs all around Cindy's mons. She sucked hairs into her mouth as she sucked Cindy's clit. And when she finally drove her tongue into Cindy's pussy, some of the wet hairs went into Cindy's pussy as well. Wanda licked and sucked for several minutes, working to build her teacher-mentor to a high state of desire. But before Cindy could cum, there was a knock at the door. Wanda stood up and answered it. There stood her sister, Wendy, in a long trench coat. She removed the coat to reveal a short skirt and halter top. Cindy looked at the girl and drooled. Her 40DD breasts were practically spilling from the tight halter top. The skirt was riding high on Wendy's hips, revealing she wore no panties. In fact, it revealed a pair of swollen outer labia, slightly dripping. Wanda made introductions, and explained to Wendy that Cindy wanted to meet her. The 32-year-old woman rose and quickly stripped off her skirt and blouse, showing Wendy her smallish body. Wendy also stripped, and Cindy went right to her knees and started licking Wendy's pussy. The women fell on the bed, and Wendy pulled Cindy's pussy to her face. As the women tangled together in a loving 69, Wanda dressed and slipped from the room. The couple on the bed didn't notice. Wendy was finding the same delights from Cindy's tongue that Wanda had earlier. The long tongue was deep inside Wendy's pussy, licking hard searching for the G-Spot. Wendy, meanwhile, was driving two fingers into Cindy, fucking her with her hand. Cindy found the G-Spot just as Wendy sent her own emotions over the edge. Together the women orgasmed, nearly drowning each other in their own juices. They held each other as each shook, then Cindy, who was on top, turned around and started sucking on Wendy's monstrous breasts. The teacher had never been with a woman with breasts this large. Cindy tried sucking them into her mouth, but couldn't. Still, it worked to drive Wendy closer to another orgasm. Wendy wrapped her arms around Cindy and lifted the smaller women to a sitting position. Their pussies remained in constant contact and as Wendy also sat up, she started rubbing her pussy lips against Cindy's. The older woman continued sucking the breasts as she humped against Wendy. The 19-year-old finally came, spurting cum against Cindy's swollen outer lips. Wendy then reached for her handbag, pulling out a double-headed dildo. She had planned on using it on her sister Wanda, but now would use it on this lovely woman with her. Cindy's pussy sucked her end of the dildo deep inside her body, then Wendy did the same. Together they fucked each other, making love until nearly five in the morning. Then, finally exhausted, the women collapsed and slept, the double-headed dildo still connecting them. ************************* As Wendy and Cindy were finally succumbing to exhaustion and sleep, Lorraine, in another part of the hotel, was waking to a strange feeling. Her body seemed to be on fire. Every inch of her body was inflamed. As she became more aware, she realized the heat was starting between her legs. And, most importantly, the heat was starting from Bob's tongue, which was licking her pussy, from outer labia to inner labia and even a bit deeper. Lorraine was in heaven. She had been awakened this way before, but never by a man. That Bob would do this for her, without even being asked, drove her over the edge quickly. She came on his face, and then smiled as he continued his licking. She quickly built to another climax, spurting in Bob's face. And still he kept licking. She couldn't believe his patience. The few men she had slept with before rarely licked her through two orgasms, and none had continued on beyond that point. Yet this man was still at work. When his finger thrust into her ass hole, she came a third time. "No ... no ... no more," Lorraine panted. Only then did Bob lift his mouth up and smile at the woman he had pleasured. He crawled up her body and held her tight, kissing her deeply. She reached between them and found his cock hard and dripping precum, which amazed her once again. He was obviously ready to fuck her, but he didn't. She spread her legs and rolled onto her back, pulling Bob atop her. Her hand guided his cock into her body, and she moaned as he entered her. He filled her perfectly. Sure, she thought, she had taken bigger cocks, and even bigger dildos, but this cock, THIS cock, was the perfect cock for her. Bob slowly started moving inside her. He used slow motions, building Lorraine's excitement. When she wanted him to speed up, she asked him to and he did. Still, he took his time, not rushing for his own pleasure. Lorraine came, and came again. Bob moved faster and faster, until finally Lorraine could not take any more. "Cum with me!" she cried. Bob smiled, grunted and drove himself deep into her. She shuddered once as he stiffened his body. Then both of them came, hard, shaking the bed hard, but shaking their bodies more. The earth moved. Fireworks exploded in both their brains. Nails dug into flesh, drawing blood that neither of them noticed. When they finished, Bob rolled off her. Lorraine kissed him deeply and admitted something that she had been feeling for most of the past hour, a feeling that had started the night before and was now confirmed. Even though they had just met, Lorraine knew her feeling was true. "I love you, Bob," she whispered. "And I love you, Lorraine," came the equally-quiet reply. They hugged and kissed, both of them realizing they had found the part of their life they were missing. Wanda's Story Ch. 30 Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert was the happiest she had ever been in her life. She had matched up her mother and sister the month before, and while they were with their new lovers, Wanda-Rose was flying to Arkansas for spend the first week of April, Boise State's Spring Break, with her wife, Donna Mettert. As she flew, she reviewed in her mind the events of the past couple of months. She had matched her mother, Lorraine Catron, with a man that Donna knew, named Bob. They had fallen almost instantly in love. Bob was in the process of getting his job to transfer him to Provo, Utah. He had asked Lorraine to marry him, and the wedding was scheduled for July. Until then, the couple was spending every weekend they could together. Wendy Catron, Wanda's sister, was also in love. She had met Wanda's teacher-mentor, Cindy Robinson. Wendy had already moved to Boise and was living with Cindy. Wanda had been accepted to Boise State, which was a foregone conclusion considering Wanda was footing the entire school bill. Wanda's brother, Roger Catron, and his wife, Astrid Martin-Catron, were now in Seattle. Practice for Astrid's second season in the WNBA had started the week before, and it looked like Astrid might make the starting five for her new team, the Seattle Storm. Wanda had heard that Astrid had already made many friends on her team, a result of a massive orgy in late March. As for Wanda, she was going to be spending her week getting to know Donna's sister, Shelly Hanson, formerly Shelly Hendrickson before her divorce started, in an intimate way. Shelly had moved away from her husband in February, and since that time had ben learning from Donna how to be a slave. Donna had taken Shelly as a slave, with Donna as Mistress. Now Shelly would show the lessons she had been taught to her other Mistress, Wanda-Rose. The plane coasted to a landing at the Northwest Arkansas airport, and Wanda went to get her pre-rented Mustang for the one-hour drive to Donna's home. It seemed that everything in Wanda's life was finally clicking perfectly. While here in Arkansas, she was going to have two job interviews with school districts around Donna's house. Wanda-Rose was positive she would get hired, especially since money was no object for her. Wanda was a multi-millionaire. She had been tricked into making a porn video when she was 18, and she won her lawsuit against the video company when a tape showed up with the porn producer and starlet admitted the trickery before meeting Wanda. she had won $11 million from the porn company. Shrewd investments had raised that total to almost $20 million, despite the fact that she had been nearly swindled by her ex-Mistress, Anne Franklin, and despite her vastly-improved recent lifestyle. She drove automatically, having been to her wife's house many times in the past. But she had not been out to the house for almost two months as she worked hard to finish her senior year. Graduation was six weeks away now, and this was Wanda's last Spring Break as a college student. She turned in the driveway and noted the new Ford Bronco parked there. It was a bit muddy, and Wanda knew that Donna had obviously been enjoying the birthday gift Wanda-Rose had bought for her. She entered the home and was grabbed tightly by Donna's older daughter, five-year-old Katy. "Mommy Wanda! Mommy Wanda!! What did you bring me? What? What??" Wanda laughed and reached into her trench coat's pocket. When the hand emerged, it held a new Barbie doll. Katy grabbed it and ran off, screaming "I got Barbie! I got Barbie!" Next to reach her was little Becca, being carried by Wanda's wife, Donna Mettert. Wanda-Rose took the little 4-month-old girl off Donna's hip and hoisted her high. Then she smothered the baby with kisses. Wanda loved Katy, true, but deep inside, she loved Becca more. After all, Wanda-Rose had been present at Becca's birth, as the child was born the same weekend Wanda and Donna were married. Then she felt a pair of hands wrap around her and Becca. Donna pulled her wife as close as Becca would allow, then kissed her wife deeply. Wanda's mouth opened, and Donna's tongue squirted in and played in Wanda's mouth. Wanda felt her knees getting week as the kiss continued. This, truly, was the woman she loved, and she knew Donna loved her. When the kiss broke, both women smiled. "I love you, hon," Donna signed to her wife. Donna had been mute since childhood, but Wanda had taken lessons and was pretty good at reading ASL. "I love you more, my alluring one," Wanda replied, using Donna's on-line name. "I've missed you so much." "Not as much as I've missed you," Donna teased with her hands in ASL. "Yeah, I know," Wanda said. "But you've had Shelly here to keep you happy, while I've been all alone at school." "That will change, Mistress," said a different voice. Wanda looked past Donna to see Shelly enter, nude except for a half-apron covering her waist, and crawling on her knees. Wanda remembered her own training as a slave, and imitated Anne now. "Did you have permission to speak, slut?" Wanda screamed. Shelly blushed deeply. "No, Mistress. This unworthy one spoke without being addressed. This one deserves punishment." Donna strode over and reached underneath Shelly's body. Donna now saw that Shelly's breasts, hanging down, were crowned by two clamps on the nipples. Donne grabbed the chain that connected the clamps and pulled hard. Shelly swayed, even on hands and knees, and a look of pain flashed on her face. Very unsteadily, Shelly said "Girl was unwise to break a rule. She apologizes deeply." "Go greet your other Mistress properly, slave," Donna then signed. Shelly crawled over to Wanda's feet and raised up a bit. Her hands went between her thighs and she pulled her pussy open. Wanda-Rose could see a tiny clamp on Shelly's clit. After showing her pussy, Shelly, hands still between her legs, lowered her upper body to the ground and kissed Wanda's feet. "Slave girl greets thee, Mistress Wanda-Rose," Shelly said. "This one hopes thy stay is pleasurable, and that if thou hast any needs, that thou just speak of them and they will be fulfilled, no matter what, no matter where." Wanda smiled. "Rise and kiss me, my slave," she said. Shelly gracefully got to her feet. An inch taller than Wanda at 5-7, they came eye-to-eye, although Shelly kept her eyes averted as she leaned closer to Wanda. Their lips met, and Shelly proved to be a tremendous kisser, passion and love emoting from her lips as they kissed. Wanda let her hand slide under the apron and slip into Shelly's pussy. The woman moaned slightly, but kept the kiss going. Wanda could feel the wetness in Shelly, and smiled. Then she felt another finger enter Shelly. Donna had placed Becca in her playpen, sent Katy outside to play, then slipped behind Shelly. Her finger slid next to Wanda's, and Shelly's moan grew louder. The married couple twisted their fingers together and started pumping them in and out of Shelly. The slave continued kissing Wanda, but her moans grew louder in Wanda's mouth. The wetness inside Shelly grew exponentially, and soon the two fingers were sliding easily and quickly inside Shelly. Donna was nibbling Shelly's ear. Wanda said softly, "Cum, slut." Shelly moaned louder, then her pussy squeezed on both fingers. She grabbed Wanda and came, pussy juices flowing past the fingers and down Shelly's thighs. The woman finally broke her kiss with Wanda-Rose as the orgasm grew and grew. A loud cry emitted from Shelly's mouth. Donna lowered Shelly to the floor, and both Mistresses licked one of Shelly's thighs clean. Wanda loved tasting a new woman's pussy juices, and this was no exception. Both Donna and Wanda cleaned Shelly's legs and then took turns licking Shelly's pussy. When Shelly was finally clean, Donna pulled Wanda off her sister, knowing that Katy would be entering the house again soon. "More of that later tonight," Donna promised both Wanda and Shelly. "For now, though, go finish dinner, Shell." Shelly turned and crawled into the kitchen. Donna and Wanda peeked into Becca's crib to see the girl sleeping. Then, arm-in-arm, they walked into the back yard and watched Katy playing with her dolls. Shelly served an excellent dinner that evening. Wanda-Rose had never tasted leg of lamb until that night, and it became her favorite food after one bite. When she added a dollop of mint jelly to the lamb, she almost orgasmed at the table, the food was that good. Another change from when Wanda-Rose was last there in Arkansas, in addition to Shelly as slave, was the relaxation of an in-home clothing rule. Since the house was full of nothing but women, and since Shelly the slave rarely wore clothing in the house, Donna had decreed that anyone that wanted to be naked could be naked. Katy thought is was all a grand game, and often ran around the house nude, Wanda-Rose learned. Donna had been a nudist earlier in life, and was returning to its teachings by being nude in the household. The only time the nudist rule was taken away was when Shelly's six-year-old son, Justin, came to visit. Shelly's former husband, Rance Hendrickson, had won custody of the boy by showing that Shelly and Donna were living together, and Donna was married to Wanda-Rose. Wanda's lawyers were appealing the decision that they felt was made because of their lesbian lifestyle. Despite the nudity, there was a strict no-sex rule when Katy was around. The women did their best to protect the little five-year-old. When an afternoon of sex play was planned, one of the women was assigned to babysit the children. Doors were automatically locked to prevent intrusion by the little child wandering the house. But not too many of these measures were needed this week. The day after Wanda-Rose arrived, Donna and Shelly's mother came over and took the girls for the week, allowing the adults to engage in spirited sexual escapades. ************************* The fun actually started the night before, after Katy and Becca went to bed. Donna ordered Shelly to go prepare the bedroom for the night, and the 35-year-old Shelly jumped to obey her 31-year-old Mistress. When Donna and Wanda arrived at the room a few minutes later, Shelly had lit some candles, allowing them to be the only light in the room. Shelly had also laid out an assortment of toys and instruments of torture/pleasure for her Mistresses to use. Though the selection was much smaller than Anne's had been, Wanda noted, it could grow bigger quickly if his wife wanted it to. Wanda saw that Shelly had laid out a butt plug, two dildos, a couple of vibrators and a bullet for pleasure purposes, and a flogger, a ping-pong paddle, tweezers, clothespins and clamps for torture. The young Mistress had felt all of those on her own body over the years, and was looking forward to using the tools instead of feeling the tools. First, though, Donna and Wanda made sure that Shelly could not get away. The bed was stripped down to the sheet, and then Shelly was lain on her back. Each hand and leg was attached to a corner post of the bed, forcing the woman to spread-eagle on the bed, opening her wide for her Mistresses. Her 36cc breasts hung flopping on each side of her body. Securely tied, the married couple proceeded to tease Shelly. They stood off to the side of the bed and started kissing each other, rubbing their hands over the other's body. Shelly could only turn her head and watch as Donna and Wanda made out, finally separating when each one's nipples were throbbing points of desire. Wanda threw one leg over Shelly's head, allowing the slave to see her pussy up close. But Wanda also kept it far enough from Shelly's mouth that the tied-up girl could only look, but not touch. Donna's hands spread Wanda open, allowing Shelly to see even more of Wanda's pussy. Then Donna placed her mouth on the split-open pussy and licked it quickly. Wanda had needed her lover's pleasurable mouth all day, and quickly became very wet. Donna felt the torrent of cum nearing explosion and licked even faster, building Wanda to the point of pleasure. Then Donna jabbed a finger into Wanda's ass hole, and the 23-year-old started cumming. As the cum started to flow, Donna removed her mouth from Wanda's pussy and clamped on to her clit. She sucked the hard little nub, prolonging Wanda's orgasm. But Donna kept her hands pulling Wanda's pussy apart. The result was the torrent of cum juices flowing out of Wanda and on to Shelly's face. The nurse licked what juices she could, but her face was drenched quickly. Wanda reached on to the end table and grabbed the clamps. Shelly's breasts had been unclamped just before dinner, and had finally regained their feelings when Wanda placed the clamps back on the nipples. Shelly screamed in pain when Wanda then took a chain and pulled the nipples close together using the clamps. She screamed louder when Wanda added a couple of ice cubes from the drink she had brought into the bedroom under Shelly's clamps. While Wanda was practicing nipple torture, Donna was finding the perfect dildo to shove into her sister. She chose the smallest one, knowing the size would increase as the night went on. She shoved it in hard, timing the movement with the placement of the ice cubes. Shelly felt joy and pain and pleasure all at once, and started humping at the dildo. Donna kept the dildo moving in and out of Shelly while Wanda went on to her next torture instrument. She selected the flogger, and proved to Shelly how expert she was at it by inflicting several red welts on Shelly's abdomen. Then she took another ice cube and rubbed it over the welts. Shelly didn't know what was happening. The emotions and feelings were overwhelming her. Shelly had never had two people ever make love to her at the same time. Rance, her former husband, was an old-fashioned man who believed he could please his wife all by himself. Shelly had never sought out a lover, so her only sexual experiences were Rance and Donna. Although Rance had gotten into BDSM, he had been a cruel Master. Wanda's way of inflicting pain was immediately followed by relief on the pained areas, which made Shelly's desire grow. Meanwhile, Donna had chosen to replace the small dildo with a larger vibrator. When the vib was turned on, it was all Shelly needed. "Girl needs to cum!" she cried out. Both Wanda and Donna nodded agreement, and Shelly came, squirting in her pleasure. The Mistresses smiled at what they had drawn out of Shelly, then they traded places. Donna sat on Shelly's face, allowing her sister to lick her pussy, while Wanda licked on Shelly's pussy. Tongues flew, then fingers joined the action inside bodies. When Wanda grabbed the bullet vibrator and placed it on Donna's clit, the silent woman came, flooding Shelly with fluids. This in turn made Shelly cum, giving Wanda a full-faced taste of the sweet pussy juices she could put out. Donna grabbed for a strap-on while Wanda inserted the biggest dildo into Shelly's pussy. This was a double-headed dildo, and Donna gleefully took the other end into her pussy. The strapped-on cock around Donna's waist was pointing into the air, so Wanda plunged her pussy onto it, and the three women fucked each other until, one at a time, they came. Wanda came first, and Wanda came twice, because she was so horny. For the rest of the night, the three played together. The Mistresses released Shelly and made her lick their pussies while they lay with Donna atop Wanda. Then they made Shelly use a double-headed dildo bent over to fuck both women simultaneously. Later, each Mistress took a turn fucking herself using Shelly's breast, then they let Shelly fuck on Wanda's breast. By the time they finally fell asleep, the three were covered in cum and totally in love with the other two. There was no turning back now. The family that Wanda had chosen had just grown by one. She loved Donna, but she also loved Shelly, their slave. ************************* The removal of the children to visit Grandma allowed the orgy to move all around the house. It seemed that no matter what time it was, at least two of the women were locked in a lustful sexual exchange. They made love all over the house, and even played some sex games. One of the first involved a whistling teapot. At the "Go" signal, Shelly would try and bring one of her Mistresses to orgasm before the pot whistled. If she succeeded, she was allowed free time for 15 minutes. If she failed, as often happened, she was spanked, then made to try again. After several missed orgasm attempts, Shelly looked up in exhaustion. "Girl cannot do this, Mistresses. She has tried, with both of thee, and finds the task impossible." "I disagree, slave," Wanda said. "In fact, I'll take the challenge. I'll bring you to orgasm before the pot whistles, or you may do anything you wish to me. But if I bring you to orgasm, you are to do anything we ask of you, even if it means breaking your pre-set limits. Agreed?" "Girl agrees, Mistress," Shelly said. Donna got the pot ready, while Wanda placed Shelly where she wanted, by leaning her over the table. "Ready," Wanda said. "Set. GO!" Donna turned on the heat, and Wanda turned on Shelly. Wanda put her mouth on Shelly's clit, sucking it furiously. The first two fingers of her right hand went into Shelly's pussy, pumping in and out in time with her sucking. Shelly moaned as Wanda-Rose worked on her. After a minute, Wanda changed hands inside Shelly. The right hand pulled out, and the two fingers from the left went inside Shelly. The wet right fingers slid up Shelly's upraised butt and thrust slowly into her asshole, the wetness from Shelly's pussy giving the needed lubrication. Shelly gasped, as her orgasm approached. A minute more, and the fingers of the left hand eased out of Shelly's pussy. They went to the slave's clit, replacing Wanda's hand. Wanda-Rose rubbed hard on the clit, and her mouth went to the pussy, licking and sucking hard. She sucked hard, pulling one of Shelly's outer labia lips between her teeth. Then Wanda-Rose bit on it, pulling it hard. Shelly could hold off no longer. With a scream, she came. As she flooded Wanda's face, the younger woman heard the tea kettle starting its whistle. Wanda-Rose had won the bet. After Shelly's orgasm faded, she turned and dropped to her knees, kissing Wanda's feet. "Girl acknowledges that you are girl's Mistress," Shelly said softly. "Girl also acknowledges that, when it comes to sexual pleasure, you are girl's superior. Girl is ready to accept whatever Mistress asks, as per the agreement." Wanda-Rose said, "Later, our slave. For now, rise and kiss both of us." Shelly rose up, pulling both Wanda and Donna into her arms. Her lips moved from Wanda to Donna, kissing both women deeply. The two Mistresses closed against Shelly, until all three were kissing together. "My time will be later with you, Shelly," Wanda-Rose whispered. "Your punishment will be to be tied to a chair while Donna and I make love together. You will watch and learn how two women make love together. It will turn you on, but you will not be able to relive yourself unless we relieve you. Understand?" "Oh yes, Mistress, girl does," Shelly replied. "For now, slave, go finish dinner," Wanda said. As Shelly went to work, Wanda-Rose and Donna went into the living room. Speaking only in ASL, which Wanda was getting much better at, the women planned their evening together. They knew it would be a great time for them, and for Shelly as well. That evening, Shelly brought a chair from the kitchen into the living room. She removed the little clothes she was wearing, and Wanda-Rose and Donna shackled her to the chair. They also pulled out a spreader bar to keep her legs wide apart. The spreader bar was attached just below Shelly's knees, making her pussy lips split apart slightly. Wanda's Story Ch. 30 Then Wanda-Rose and Donna fell into each other's arms. They kissed deeply, their hands roaming over the other's body. Slowly they made their way to the couch, falling on it with Donna on top of Wanda. As if a silent signal passed between them, Donna suddenly spun around, so that both women were licking the other's pussy. Hands spread wide open the other's pussy lips. Tongues drove into the split opening. Hands bobbed up and down, licking hard at the insides. Magically, each woman drove a finger into the other at the same time, then a second finger. Shelly watched her Mistresses making love together. She had never watched two women make love before. Although she had been in bed with the two women before, she had usually been busy, and not had the time nor the ability to just watch. Shelly squirmed against the chair, as she remembered herself on the receiving end of those tongues, and also remembered licking and tasting both pussies. Her pussy was getting wet. So were the pussies of Wanda-Rose and Donna. Both women worked their partner's pussy until they were both ready to cum. Then, with another silent signal, they both stopped. Both women knew they were on the verge of cumming, but they had a better way to cum in mind. Both women reached under the couch. Wanda pulled out a thick vibrating dildo. She slid over to Shelly, pushed the dildo in deep and turned it on its medium setting. Shelly moaned loudly, feeling the buzzing making her hornier than ever. "Don't even think about cumming before we're done," Wanda warned. Shelly nodded, wondering how she would accomplish that order. When Wanda returned to the couch, Donna showed her the toy she had. It was a large double-headed dildo. Slowly Donna pushed it inside her own body. Wanda giggled, then grasped the thickness and shoved hard. It drove inside Donna, causing the woman to open her mouth. If she could talk, she would have screamed. Instead she could only grunt. Then Wanda put her pussy against the free head. She slid down the head, helped along when Donna reached around Wanda and pulled Wanda's ass close to Donna's. Wanda did moan, in pleasure, as both outer labia contacted with the other woman's. The dildo now fully inside each of them, their hips started moving, their pussy lips rubbing together. Donna lost control first. She arched her back and came, Shelly noting the cum flowing down Donna's ass. Then Wanda came, screaming her love for Donna. Her shrieks pierced Shelly's ears, and nearly made the slave girl cum herself. It took a strong will to keep from cumming. Wanda then shifted positions and Shelly saw that this double-header dildo inside her Mistresses bent in two in the middle. Wanda got on top of Donna and started fucking her like a man, driving the dildo in and out of Donna. All the while, the end in Wanda remained deeply embedded inside her. Wanda lowered her head and bit Donna's upthrust nipples, pulling hard on them. Donna grabbed Wanda's back, pulling her close. Nails dug into Wanda's flesh, but neither woman cared. They were in love, and expressing their love as only two women could. Donna came again, showing Wanda her emotions by kissing her hard and strong as the orgasm overtook the silent woman. Slowly the women rolled, until Wanda was underneath, and Donna was fucking her from above. The situations reversed, Wanda rode the hard fake cock for all she was worth, cumming once quickly and a second time much harder. As she came the second time, her eyes were boring right into Shelly's. As she finished cumming, she said "Now cum, slave." Shelly finally relaxed her guard, and her orgasm came hard. She flowed more than she had in a long time, juices flooding past the dildo and staining the chair. As her orgasm faded, she was surprised to realize that both Donna and Wanda were kissing her thighs, and she realized the leg spreaders were off her. The women split Shelly's legs and pulled the vib from shelly. Each woman licked the slave for a bit, then allowed the other to lick. At length, Shelly came twice more, once on Donna's face, once on Wanda's. When she was finally released, she was so exhausted she could not even stand. But Shelly realized that she had a lot to learn, and Donna and Wanda were patient teachers. ************************ The rest of the week was a continuing series of sexual experiences. The women took Shelly to a local mall (not the one Donna ran), and made her walk around with a vibrator buried inside her pussy. Each time Shelly had to cum, she was forced to kneel wherever she was and cum, holding her thighs as she shook. After the trip through the mall, Shelly was forced to remove her clothes and ride in the back seat naked, fucking herself with the vibrator as they drove. Wanda, at the wheel, made sure several truck drivers got a free view of Shelly in full masturbation. Each woman made love to Shelly in a private session, and there were many threesomes. Shelly loved making love with her sister, but felt freer when she had private sessions with Wanda-Rose, if only because she wasn't her sister. Her orgasms with Wanda were harder and longer. At the end of the week, Shelly was totally in love with both her Mistresses, and looked forward to late May, when Wanda-Rose would move in forever. Wanda-Rose also looked forward to that time. But fate has an ugly way of intervening. ************************* Intervention one came a week before graduation. Wanda-Rose was spending her last day that Friday as a student-teacher. The day went easily, and with 30 minutes left in her day, the children surprised Wanda-Rose with a little party. Cupcakes and soda were brought in by several parents, and the children gave Wanda-Rose a goodbye poster. Wanda's eyes were full of tears, happy to know she had touched these children's lives. After the last child went home for the day, Wanda-Rose's mentor, Cindy Robinson, closed the classroom door and locked it. She crossed the room to Wanda and kissed her deeply. Cindy, a lesbian like Wanda, had spent one memorable time with Wanda a few weeks before. Then Wanda had introduced Cindy to her sister, Wendy, and Cindy found her life partner. "Thank you for everything," Cindy said after the women broke the kiss. "You've been a great student, and you paid me back by introducing me to Wendy. I wish I could really show you how I feel." "Me too," Wanda said. "But I haven't spoken to Donna about anyone but us recently. Maybe later this summer we'll have you and Wendy come down to Arkansas and you can get to know Donna and Shelly." "Who's Shelly?" Cindy asked. "You'll see," Wanda said cryptically. She then accepted the certification of successful student-teaching Cindy had prepared, and finished talking with Cindy before leaving. But while the women were talking of Donna and making future plans, fate was intervening several hundred miles away. Donna was leaving her office for the day. She slipped out the back and got into her car. She was off to get her children, Katy and Becca, from her mother. Mom was watching her grandchildren because Shelly was out of town at a conference. As she drove her Bronco, a gift from Wanda-Rose, Donna failed to notice the old Chevy pick-up truck zooming up behind her. The truck followed Donna for a bit as she left the main highway and started meandering the lonely streets towards her mother's home in Starks. At a quiet stretch of curvy road, the truck made its move. It sped up, got alongside Donna's bronco, then the driver swerved the wheel and slammed the truck into Donna's Bronco. Donna was startled by the crash. She let go of the steering wheel for a second and that was all it took. The truck muscled the Bronco off the road and Donna could do nothing as her car tipped and started rolling over and over. The gas tank caught fire as the Bronco rolled. It came to a stop upside down and Donna was stunned. She tried to open her car door and found it impossible because of the dents. She fought to roll a window down when her front windshield smashed in and a pair of strong arms pulled her out of the car. Donna tried to look at her savior, but the moment of salvation turned into more horror as she was looking at a 45 magnum handgun. The face was covered with a bandana, and a rough voice coming from the massive person said, "Into the truck." Donna complied, but was quickly blindfolded. Her hands were bound together and the truck drove off. When her eyes were finally uncovered, she got another shock. Standing before her was her former secretary, the one Wanda had described as "Blubbo". Blubbo had a baseball bat in her hand, and she swung it, connecting with Donna's left leg. Sharp pain flew through her body, and Donna collapsed, her leg broken. "You lesbian bitch," Blubbo said. "Because of you, I've lost everything. My child was taken by my ex-husband because I have been unable to find work since you fired me. I lost my home, I have no money, and no future. So I'm gonna take my frustrations out on you." Donna's hands flew, trying to speak to Blubbo, but the fat woman would have none of it. She swung the bat again, and broke Donna's other leg. Then the bat slammed Donna's shoulder, and the woman teetered on the brink of unconsciousness. Just as Donna swum out of the blackness that was creeping into her brain, the bat woke her suddenly with a sharp slam into her ribs. Donna's breath became ragged, and she knew she had broken ribs. Blubbo stepped back, practicing her swing. "I hope you're suffering, lesbian bitch," she screamed hysterically. "The pain you're feeling is nothing compared to what I've gone through. But unlike me, your pain will soon and, because now you are going to die." Donna believed her, and her eyes looked around for anything that could help her. Her eyes found her purse, a little ways behind her on the ground, but out of Donna's reach. Blubbo advanced, murder in her eyes. Donna used every ounce of energy in her body to ignore the massive pain shooting through her. As the bat descended, Donna rolled. The bat missed its target, Donna's head, and instead crashed into Donna's left arm, breaking it. But with her right hand, Donna reached her purse. She opened the purse and pulled out a .32 snub nosed revolver that she had bought months before, at Wanda's urging. Donna raised her free arm, knowing it was shaking with pain. She aimed as best she could and squeezed the trigger. Blubbo's head exploded in a mass of red, and the massive body teetered, then fell. Donna collapsed, shock overtaking her body at last. When Donna failed to pick up her children, her mother called the Arkansas State Police. A massive manhunt was started. Around midnight, Donna's burned-out Bronco was found. There were also tire tracks from the truck, and several fingerprints on the Bronco. Police matched the prints to Blubbo, and went looking for her. They discovered she had rented a farmhouse near Starks. When they got there early the next morning, they found the truck and matched the tire tracks to the ones found at the burnt-out Bronco. No one answered the door, but a strange aroma was coming from the barn, and the animals sounded like thy were agitated. When the police entered the barn, they found Blubbo's dead body and Donna's live one, broken and close to death, but not there yet. Donna was rushed to the hospital, and Shelly was called. She hurried home from her conference in Los Angeles, and contacted Wanda as soon as she could. She explained that Donna had two broken legs, a broken arm, a fractured clavicle and busted ribs, but was alive. "I'll be there in a few hours," Wanda-Rose said. "No, Mistress," Shelly replied. "Donna says that you should stay and graduate next Saturday, then come here. She says graduation is important, and you only graduate once." "I don't like it, but I'll do it," Wanda-Rose replied. "But I want you by her side constantly, and give her the best care. Money is no object, Shelly. you know that." "Yes, Mistress. Girl understands and will obey," Shelly said, slipping into slave mode for a minute. ************************* College graduation should have been one of the happiest days of her life, along with her wedding day and the birth of Becca. But for Wanda-Rose, it was the second step in fate's intervention in her planned happiness. Wanda walked the aisles of Bronco Pavilion that Saturday evening, getting her diploma in Childhood Education. In attendance were her mother, her sister Wendy and her former mentor, Cindy Robinson. Afterwards, they retired to Wanda's dorm room. Wanda was getting the last things packed and ready to drive to Arkansas. Her cell phone rang. She answered it, listened for a minute, then collapsed onto the bed. The cell dropped uselessly onto the floor. "What's wrong, honey?" Lorraine said. Wanda looked up. Her eyes were already full of tears. "Donna's dead," she said. "She was given a bad drug last night while Shelly slept. She went into septic shock and died an hour ago, about the same time I got my diploma." "Oh no!" came the cry from Lorraine and Wendy. "I have to go," Wanda said simply. "I have to get to Arkansas ASAP. God-bye, Mom. Take care. I love you. And I love you, too, Wendy." Wanda raced out of her dorm and got into her Mustang. She pulled out and started driving, tears still flowing down her eyes. Fate had one final intervention in mind, though. Wanda's eyes were full of tears, and her mind was remembering every moment with Donna. Wanda drove automatically with one hand and grabbed for Kleenex with the other. Just outside Frisco, Colorado, Wanda-Rose failed to see the hard right curve in the road. Her Mustang, doing 85 despite her tears, sailed off the road and down a long gulch in the Rocky Mountains. When it finally landed, it exploded. Thus, Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert did indeed spend all eternity with her beloved Donna Mettert.