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The Devil Dykes Ch. 01

By: Quantuman



When the Devil Dykes rolled into town, folks scooted out of the way. The people of this tiny one-blink town gave up tables and booths at the local diner and bars. They hoped, and some prayed, they had little or no contact with the biker gang. More than often, their hopes and prayers were all in vane. 

The motorcycles roared into Fountain Springs every summer for five days of hell raisin' debauchery. The county sheriff, forty miles away in Garvey, made sure he and his small unit of deputies had other things to do. Most town folks, the smart ones, took a holiday far away. Then there were those defiant ones who remained, particularly if they couldn't afford to loose the business brought in each year by Ricki and her gang of scooter freaks. They did come to town with a fair amount of cash, and they'd spread it around to businesses that put up with them.

With only one restaurant and three bars in town, Ricki and the girls had made a mess here more than once through the years. But the town folk had learned. One week a year, it was owned by the Devil Dykes Motorcycle Club. Fountain Springs, population 352 ½ (or so the cutesy sign said on the outskirts of town), was out in the middle of the remote Southwest. It had been an annual ride for the last thirteen years. The girls ate what they wanted, slept where they fell and had sex with anyone who was stupid enough to stay in town. This week, there were a few, and it always started out the same way. 

They parked their hogs in front of the Lucky Eight Ball, their favorite bar, sandwiched between Miller's Hardware and a used furniture store. Pussy Lips, Ricki's first lieutenant, hustled into every commercial establishment still open and left a few of hundred dollar bills with each proprietor. By the time she returned to the Lucky Eight, the Devil Dykes were in full swing. Pussy Lips tossed ten one hundred bills on the bar in front of the owner, Connie Price, and then reached out, squeezed one of Connie's large breasts and pinched the nipple. Connie didn't flinch. She knew better. It was what she had to endure for the pay day. Except for the first year she owned the Lucky Eight Ball, the Dykes behaved wild and crazy but rarely destructive. If you screwed around with them or denied them what they wanted, however...well, that was a different story. Then there was hell to pay.

"Don't bruise her, Pussy Lips," called out Bertie across the bar room. She was a fat, short biker chick who looked more like a man than any of them. "I just may wanna suck on those titties later."

"Fuck you, Bert. This little towny is mine." Pussy Lips, over six feet tall, grabbed Connie at the back of her head, pulled her over the bar and kissed her. When she snaked her tongue into Connie's mouth, Connie put her hand to Pussy's face and kissed her back. She knew how to behave with this group. Give them what they wanted. When Pussy broke the kiss, she grinned at Connie and let her go.

"Why don't you pour me a beer and a couple shots of whiskey?"

"Sure thing, Pussy. Anything you want." 

Connie gave her a feeble smile and tried to relax. It was going to be a long five days, and she knew if she wanted to keep her bar in one piece and the life flowing through her veins, she was going to eat a lot of pussy. And not just Pussy's pussy. Connie wasn't a lesbian, but since she purchased the Lucky Eight Ball four years ago, she got a yearly lesson from these bitches that licking another girl's vagina wasn't all that bad. In fact, Pussy Lip's kiss had started a little tickly itch between her legs. 

Well, here it goes, Connie thought.

Across the bar by her self, against the wall, one of the Devil Dykes sat on a stool. Connie didn't recognize her. She looked like she was brooding. She must be a newbie, Connie reasoned. Young, thin and almost flat chested with the muscular arms of someone who pumped iron, her short blond hair was wrapped partly in a bandana. She wore a blouse adorned with cow girls with the shirt tails tied up in front exposing her belly, hard and flat. A tattoo of a large, long snake wrapped around one arm and disappeared under her clothes, then reappeared across her bare belly, wrapped around her torso and then disappeared again into her short, short cutoff jeans. 

She stared intently at Connie with a dark, intense look. When Pussy Lips drifted away from the bar, the newbie pointed at Connie and wiggled a finger for her to come hither, and she made the motion of swigging a beer.

Connie filled a frosty mug, walked around the end of the bar and crossed the room. She momentarily stopped to keep from interfering with a pool shot, all the while locking eyes with the girl in a strange embrace. She pushed a loose strand of her auburn hair behind her ear and licked her lips. She smiled when she set the mug down in front of the biker.

"I've never seen you before," Connie said in a hushed tone. "Are you new with the club?"

She waited, but the newbie didn't answer. She just stared at Connie with her cold, blue eyes, picked up the beer and chugged it down in one swift motion. A fine down of blond hair filled her arm pit. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and returned the empty glass. Her eyes swept up and down Connie's body making her blush bright red. It also gave her an odd feeling she had never felt before. The area around her naval began to itch. 

The biker continued to bob her head up and down with her eyes only partially open. After a few minutes Connie couldn't stand it any more. She jumped to her feet, clutched the area around her belly button and started shaking. Her strange new acquaintance also stood.

"Whoa, sweetheart," she said. "Settle down. I'm not going to bite you." She pointed at the chair. "Sit down."

Connie hesitated for a second and then sat. 

"Hey, Pussy Lips! Come here," the newbie called, keeping her eyes on Connie. Pussy belched loudly and joined them.

"I want this bitch for my own. Let's arm wrestle for her."

"Fuck you, Witchy Poo," Pussy laughed and turned to Connie. "Look at those biceps, Sweet Meat." 

Pussy gave the newbie's arm a squeeze. "I can't take you arm wrestling."

"Then I guess you'll just have to give her to me."

"Like hell! This bitch was born to eat pussy. Last year every damn one of us sat bare ass along that bar as she went down the line like a damn lickin' machine. I'm not passing that up."

Witchy stood and faced Pussy Lips with her hands on her hips. "I want her for my own. I'm quite certain that's not going to be a problem."

"Christ!" Pussy Lips turned to the room. "Ricki!! Witchy's claiming Connie's cunt for her self. Come settle this."

"I want some of that bitch too," Bertie cried out.

"We all want some," some else yelled. The hooting and hollering created a crimson tide across Connie's face. She felt the heat under her blouse. Her heart started racing. Her knees shook with fear. She remembered all too well that day when the Devil's Dykes lined the bar naked. She found it interesting that the thing she remembered the most was how different each woman tasted.

"Hold on now," Ricki said. "Connie's been a good girl for us here. Never has given us any trouble. She can have a go at the rest of us on our last day, right?" She slapped Connie hard on the ass and laughed. 

"But Witchy put together that deal up in Barstow last fall that's payin' for this ride, so I say she gets what she wants. Besides, you know as well as I do, our very own private witch always gets what she wants." 

Ricki pinched Connie's cheeks together and made her lips squish into a smooch.

"You belong to Witchy Poo. Take real good care of her." She slapped her hard one more time on the ass and walked away laughing. Connie now burned from her face to her spanked ass.

Witchy cocked her head at Connie but her eyes remained cold as steel.

"Go get two beers, a bottle of your best whiskey and come sit with me."

Connie did as she was told, relieved to get her legs moving again. She hadn't taken a breath during the whole encounter, and now she took two or three deep ones, poured the beer, slipped a fifth of 12 year-old Irish whiskey under her arm and clutched two shot glass in her free hand. The room became surreal for her and all she heard was distant laughter, cursing, pool balls clacking together and her heart pounding in her ears. 

Oh well, this should be interesting, she thought. Haven't tasted another girl since the last time they were here. Haven't had any sex since then.

She set down the beers and the shot glasses and poured two whiskeys. Witchy picked up the bottle and examined the label. 

"Nice. Are you a good Irish lassie?" She asked. Her mouth softened slightly and almost broke into a faint smile. Still with those cold blue eyes. 

Up close, without any confrontation going on, Connie relaxed and looked into Witchy's face. Her complexion was flawless. Her skin was deeply tanned. She wore a small pearl stud in her left ear, and a long thin scar ran down from the pearl, across her jaw to the corner of her mouth. It was so thin Connie hadn't noticed it from across the room. She reached a finger up and gently touched the scar. Witchy's eyes followed the hand, but she didn't flinch. She did catch her breath when Connie's finger began tracing the scar across her face, and her eyes revealed surprise. 

"How did you get that?"

Witchy didn't answer, but when Connie's finger reached the corner of her mouth, Witchy turned slightly and kissed it. She flicked her tongue over the finger and then sucked it into her mouth. Slow and steady, she drew Connie's finger all the way in and curled her tongue around it, bobbing her head sucking. Witchy closed her eyes. Her mouth was so soft and wet and warm. The sensation went straight to Connie's pussy. Connie smiled, Witchy pulled away and finally smiled back at her.

"A knife fight in high school," she whispered. Connie's hand with extended finger hung in front of them. She didn't want that initial feeling to end.

"A girl fight," Connie asked? She lowered her hand, grabbed a shot glass and tossed the whiskey into her mouth. Witchy smirked.

"Ya," she said with a chuckle, "This is my badge of honor. The other bitch has..." she paused long enough to toss back her shot of liquid fire. "...reminders too. I think she's still limping." She ran the back of her fingers over the scarred area. Connie leaned across the space between them and lightly kissed her jaw. This isn't so tough, Connie thought. I kinda like this one. And a little romance can't hurt. It's been too long.

"Where do you live?"

"Upstairs. I have an apartment."

"Let's go. I haven't had a good fuck in weeks." Witchy grabbed the shot glasses and the bottle. "Bring a sixer."

Connie went behind the bar and pulled a six pack from the cooler. She scooped up the hundred-collar bills Pussy Lips left and stuffed them in her pocket. Her crotch was on fire and getting wetter by the moment. 

Witchy kept her eyes on Connie. Her gaze had that strange feel again, and Connie became anxious. It was almost like Witchy was seeing something inside her. It perplexed Connie and scared the shit out of her.

"Serve your selves, girlies," Witchy called out. "My bitch and I are retiring for the night."

"Not so fast," Ricki said and turned to Connie. "Gives us some names, meat. We all want to fuck someone. Don't make us tear Fountain Springs apart looking for it."

Connie stopped and thought it over. She knew there was no use trying to protect anyone. Those who stayed in town knew the risks.

"Let me think of who's still here. I think Betty Jo's over at the market. She closes up at six. Lives in a trailer behind the store. The Benson's eighteen year old daughter lives in the last house on the left across from the church. Shelly. I saw her earlier, so she's around. Real cute too. It's rumored she's pretty easy. Her momma may be there too. Not bad for an old broad. There's the preacher and his wife. He's a prune, but she's doable. Steve, the tow truck driver and mechanic, down at the gas station; Merle runs the ice cream parlor, but he only likes boys. And then what ever you find in the other two bars." She smiled at Ricki and turned toward Witchy but stopped.

"Oh ya. Three girls moved into that old house just south of town. They're trying to set up a bed and breakfast. Nice gals and very cute." Connie smiled again and waved goodby.

"Okay, bitches," Ricki hollered. "Split up and make this sweet little town our home. Check out the other bars. Pussy lips, you can fuck anything that walks through the door. Double Dee and Animal, come with me. Let's check out the bee and bee."

"What the fuck," Pussy Lips complained. "I have to stay here by myself?"

"Just hold the fort down, love bug," Ricki grabbed her from behind, cupped both her breasts and sucked a hicky up on Pussy's neck. 

"Tiny, stick around and keep Pussy company. She's irritable today. Feed her your strap-on or something." Tiny howled like a wolf.

"Come and get it, bitch," Pussy called out to Tiny. "I need a good fuck!"

Witchy waved her head toward the stairway, and Connie followed with a smile. 

I think I might even have some fun for change. Hope so. 

Witchy led the way, and Connie watched her ass as she climbed the stairs. 

A bubble butt in cut-off jeans! Damn!! I can't believe how turned on I'm getting. 

Witchy's muscular legs were tanned, long and ended in high top, black boots. Like her arms pits, they were covered in a very fine down of blonde hair almost invisible. She was at least five foot ten. 

The snake came out of her blouse and coiled across her back. The artistry was impeccable, and it seemed to move as she climbed each step. Connie felt like she had fallen under a powerful spell. 

I am sooo turned on! She could feel the moisture seeping into her panties. 

This is unreal.

Witchy leaped up the last three steps, turned quickly and looked back at Connie as she followed. Elevated above her, she peered down into Connie's voluptuous cleavage.

"Stop!" Witchy held up her hand. "I just want to look at you."

Connie pulled her shoulders back and pushed her breasts out. She posed with a tiny smile on her face. The six pack swung in one hand. After a few moments, she gave it to Witchy and slowly undid button after button. Her blouse fell onto the stair tread behind her. 

I can't believe how slutty I'm acting.

She reached for the back of her bra which forced her shoulders even further back, and her breasts swelled in the bra cups. Witchy's lips parted. Her eyes glazed slightly.

"Beautiful," she whispered. 

Connie's breath began to heave in her chest forcing her breasts to rise and fall. 

Crap! I can't believe this! I'm about to cum just standing here. 

She unhooked the bra, held it for a moment to tease, and then let it fall straight away. Her large breasts barely sagged. Witchy gasped.

"Lord, lord, lord. Those are the most beautiful."

"You're making me blush." And she did. Her entire torso and face bloomed crimson. Her chest was covered with a delicate field of freckles.

Witchy held out her hand and pulled Connie up the last two steps. Her breasts crushed against the hard body at the top of the stairs. 

I can't breath!

"You're my new girlfriend," Witchy said, rubbed her nose against Connie's nose and gently brushed her lips.

"I need to hear you say it."

Connie stared into Witchy's eyes. 

Shit!! I'm under a freakin' spell. Who is this bitch? What is she?

"I'm..." Witchy raised an eye brow and cupped Connie's ass in her free hand. "...I'm..." Connie couldn't find her voice. After a moment, Witchy placed the cold sixer against Connie's bare skin and she screamed. 

"I'm your new girlfriend, okay?" Connie squirmed and giggled. She was shocked at what she heard herself say, but she believed every word of it. 

Oh my god! What the hell?

"You're my girl now. All mine."

"I'm your girl, Witchy. I'm all yours," Connie said and then choked. A sudden unexpected flow of tears began to roll down her cheeks. She sobbed. 

What the fuck is happening to me?

"I'm your girl," she said again. Her body convulsed with emotion that seemed to come out of no where and she started sobbing. 

I am her girl. What? No I'm not! Hell yes I am!!

"God yes, I'm your girl!!" She mashed her lips into Witchy's and kissed her as hard as she could. Her tongue slid into the Devil Dyke's mouth, and their hips mashed together making a primal contact. As they kissed, they slowly edged closer and closer to Connie's apartment door. When Connie's back hit the door, she turned the knob, and they fell into the room in giggles. 

I haven't felt like this in a long time. Hell, I've never felt quite like this. 

Suddenly Witchy pulled away and looked into Connie's eyes.

"Do you wanna know why a snake is my totem?" The question startled Connie, and her body suddenly tensed.

"What's a...totem?" She knew the term from Native American culture, but she wasn't sure where Witchy was coming from. 

"A spirit animal. A spirit helper. Gives you your mojo." Witchy had a mischievous look in her eyes.

"Okay. Why is a snake your totem?" As they spoke, Connie untied Witchy's cowgirl blouse and it pulled away revealing two small, perfect breasts with hard little nipples. Between her nipples, the head and face of the snake looked back at her, the snake that wrapped around her body several times.

"We're all born with an animal spirit. My birth animal is leopard. The Anaconda was acquired much later." Connie didn't respond. Her attention was riveted on the eyes of the tattoo snake.

"Most people never acquire a second spirit helper. You have to seek it out, win it over, and surrender to it." Witchy's lips held a wicked little grin. She took Connie's chin in her hand and turned her face up breaking her gaze away from the snake. She stared into Connie's eyes until Connie shook slightly and reconnected.

"I'm feeling very strange. What's happening to me?" Connie trembled, and Witchy pulled her closer and wrapped her arms around her new girlfriend. 

"Just surrender to me. Relax." Witchy kissed her neck. "You're my girl. Let me make you feel things you've never even dreamed about."

"But..."

"Shooo." Witchy's lips found Connie's, and they kissed for several minutes without speaking. Finally Connie found her voice again.

"I've never felt this way before, Witchy. Something's different. You are different from anyone I've ever been with." 

And it's freaking me out! 

"And do I have to keep calling you Witchy?"

Witchy smiled, took Connie by an arm and whirled her onto the sofa. She followed her down and knelt at her side, and gently caressed Connie's breasts. Connie moaned. When Witchy leaned in and circled her tongue around one of Connie's large swollen nipples, she groaned and shivered. The fire smoldering inside her burst into a flame. The heat spread all over her body, and she pulled Witchy's face against her breast. Witchy sucked the nipple into her mouth.

"Oh, God!" Connie arched her back, and the center of her womanhood grew hotter and wetter. 

I'm going to faint.

Witchy kissed up across her breasts, to her neck, along her chin and then pulled back and looked into Connie's eyes. She lightly pinched Connie's nipples.

"I'm a witch." She laughed. "That's why they call me Witchy." Connie stared at her, again surprised at how quickly this woman could turn the energy to a different direction. Witch?

"I grew up in Brazil. My parents were missionaries, and by all measures, complete idiots. The woman they entrusted their young daughter to was a very power witch."

"You're serious?" 

She's serious!


The Devil Dykes Ch. 01



"I'm just telling you how it was and how it is. Mama Lucia raised me from the time I was two years old, until I came up to the states when I was 18."

"A witch? Okay...so...what the fuck does that mean?"

Witchy leaned down and planted a soft, slow kiss on Connie's mouth.

"For now, it just means if you seem under my spell...well...you are. No wait...that's not quite how it is. In truth, I'm under the spell of Anaconda and the spirit world I live in. When you're with me, for now, you fall under that spell too."

"What do you mean the spirit world you live in?" Witchy groaned, encircled one of Connie's breasts with both hands and planted a kiss on the nipple.

"I'm ready to fuck. I wanna kiss you here and here and here and here." Witchy kissed different spots over Connie's stomach. "And I wanna get my lips down here," she said undoing the button on Connie's jeans and pulling down the zipper. Connie pulled her knees up blocking Witchy's efforts.

"Tell me what you meant about living in a spirit world."

"Naughty girl," Witchy whispered as she slid her hand down the front of Connie's jeans and into her wet pubic hair. Connie gasped. "You want to talk, and I want to lick. Okay." Witchy withdrew her hand, placed it up to her nose and inhaled.

"Damn! I'm ready to taste you, girlfriend and sink into that sweet, soft center, and suck on your little pearl." Connie blushed and touched the pearl stud in Witchy's ear.

"Please?" Connie made a pouty expression. 

Witchy sat up on the sofa next to Connie, and suddenly her eyes became steely and cold. Their focus went far away.

"All this," Witchy stood up and began with a wide gesture of her hands. "And this," she said squeezing her breasts. "And everything else in this physical world around us, and the doings of this and that in your safe little middle class life and in my wild and lawless indulgence is not much more than an illusion. The world with the real guts and substance is beyond our five senses." She stopped and let her eyes focus on Connie.

"I call it the spirit world because that's what Mama Lucia called it," she continued. "It's interlaced with the physical world, so in truth, there is only one world, but the appearance of the physical realm follows the lead of the spirit realm. We are spirits in a material world. Just like that Sting song. It's no bullshit." She stared at Connie, smiled and started singing and danced side-to-side.

"We are spirits, in the material..." Connie laughed.

"To be a witch is to explore, without reservation, and manipulate the energies of that spirit world. Mama Lucia taught me how. She trained me and groomed me to be a witch. She empowered me to take command; she showed me how to lead the physical realm where ever I wanted. She gave me to Anaconda, her spirit totem, and Anaconda has led me right to you. I have been looking for you, my sweet. I have seen that you are the one. Now, enough of this chit chat." 

She grabbed Connie's ankles and gave them a tug and straightening her legs out across the sofa. In one swift move, Connie's jeans and panties flew off and soared into air. Witchy caught her panties in midflight and held them against her face. She inhaled deeply. She turned them in her hands, found the wet crotch, and looking at Connie with a salacious grin, placed them in her mouth and sucked. 

"Yummy," she whispered. Witchy pushed Connie's legs open and fell face first into Connie's moist, soft and very wet center. Connie gasp, giggled and locked her legs around Witchy's head.

"Oh, my God!" She moaned. Witchy slipped her tongue passed the hairy labia of Connie's vagina and savored her new girlfriend's delicate flavor and aroma.

"Baby, you are so fine," Witchy murmured. 

"Damn that feels good." She arched her hips up into Witchy's face. 

I think I've waited all my life for her too.

Witchy stopped, stood up and removed the rest of her clothes. She looked down at Connie. Connie's attention went straight to Witchy's shaved pussy. The labia majora was swollen with a hint of moisture at the opening. Witchy moved closer, and in so doing, her vaginal lips opened giving Connie a peek at the inner lips. The looked like pink, flower petals. A larger than life clitty poked out near the top of the flower. Connie's felt a tiny trickle of love juice drip out of her. It ran down to her anus and tickled.

"Yes, I have been looking for you. I wasn't sure how or where I'd find you, but Anaconda brought us together." 

Holy fuck. What am I getting into?

She knelt beside the sofa and took one of Connie's feet in her hands. She examined the tiny red painted toes, and ran a finger gently between each one. Connie giggled.

"Pretty little feet, girl friend." 

Witchy brought the foot up to her lips and began sucking each toe, all the while looking into Connie's eyes. Connie placed her free foot against Witchy's chest and began pinching a nipple with her toes. After a few minutes, Witchy pushed Connie's legs together, laid her forearm into the back of Connie's knees and pushed her thighs down to her chest. Connie's ass and vagina rotated up fully exposed, and Witchy softly caressed and fingered both openings. Connie moaned and quivered. 

Oh, shit. Holy shit. Her breath heaved. 

Never done this before.

"Such a pretty pussy, and a fine ass, girl friend." Witchy held Connie's knees tight to her chest, moved onto the sofa and buried her face once again into Connie's crotch. This time, her tongue roved up and down from Connie's clitty back into the crevice of her ass, across her anus and back again, over and over. She plunged her tongue first into the panting woman's pussy, and then into her ass.

"Two sweet little holes to play with. Yummy."

"Christ, baby. You're gonna make me cum."

Witchy spread her fingers and drove one each into Connie's cunt and ass. She locked her lips around Connie's clit and sucked. She drew it into her mouth and as her fingers slid in and out of both holes, Connie exploded into a screaming orgasm. Witchy pulled her fingers out, placed her whole mouth over Connie's vagina and drank in the girl's orgasmic juice straight from the tap. Within thirty seconds, Connie screamed again, but in giggles and laughter, clamping her legs shut.

"Stop! I can't take it." Witchy joined in the laughter.

Connie pulled Witchy next to her, kissed her deeply and whispered, "Oh God, oh God, Oh God," over and over again. Without a minute's hesitation, she pushed Witchy down on the couch and straddled her.

"My turn, girl friend." Connie was dying to lick Witchy's hairless pussy. She hovered over it and examined it, gently spreading the outer lips.

"So pretty."

She circled one finger tip around the flowery inner lips before touching Witchy's clit. Witchy quivered, moaned and raised her hips up forcing Connie's finger to slide inside her love tunnel. 

"It's so beautiful," she whispered as she lowered her lips into the musky aroma of arousal. 

I can't believe I feel this way. 

Her tongue went in as deep as she could reach, swirled around and drew Witchy's flavor into her mouth. She looked up into the witch's face. 

I'm in big trouble.

"I don't know what happens from here. I don't even care. I'm just so glad you found me," Connie said. Witchy smiled.

"I know what happens," Witchy replied as Connie started to lower her face back into the honey. She stopped and looked back with a questioning face. Witchy only smiled. After a moment, Connie playfully slapped her.

"What?"

"I told you. You're my girl now. Say it." Connie just looked at her, mindful of the delicious aroma coming from Witchy's open cunt.

"Say it, bitch," demanded Witchy and she gently returned Connie's slap. Connie giggled and placed a knee into Witchy's crotch. She leaned over the Devil Dyke, a few inches from nose-to-nose.

"I'm your girl," she said accentuating each word with all the conviction she could muster. Witchy grinned.

"Don't forget it."

"Never. But what happens in a week when you leave?"

"You'll still be mine. That's all you need to remember. Anaconda has given us to each other."

"Oh, Anaconda, huh? Maybe this is my choice." 

Connie swooped down and lapped her tongue once over Witchy's clit then came up grinning. Witchy gasped.

"No one has a choice," she said. "Mama Lucia taught me that, and she was right. We're all just threads being woven through a tapestry." She stared at Connie for a few seconds, and then quickly reached up, grabbed Connie's head and pulled her face into her crotch. They both giggled and wrestled a bit until Connie settled in and began to savor the feast. Witchy held on to Connie's head and humped her face. She panted and groaned.

"God you can eat pussy."

And I'm lovin' it!

Connie moistened a finger and started drawing little circles around Witchy's anus. Her tongue wiggled back and forth over her clitty. 

I've never felt like this. I've never done this. 

After several minutes, Witchy sat up, pushed Connie over on her back, separated her legs and slid into her in scissor fashion until their vaginas came into contact. She ground her cunt against Connie's, and the bar owner gasp. 

Whooa!

"I'm going to feed you my energy now, and I'm going to take yours from you. That's the final step that binds us together. Now fuck me, baby. Give me your energy. I surrender mine. We are one." Her eyes burned into Connie.

Witchy began grinding her cunt against Connie, and she responded in kind. They both began to gasp and groan. Witchy locked her hands around Connie's hips and pulled, humping as hard as she could.

"I'm sending all my energy into you, baby," Witchy gasped with the look of anguish on her face.

"Draw me up into your heart. Give me yours. Feel it, lover! Release it. We are one body. You're mine. I'm yours" Her words were barely audible coming through gasping breath. Nothing more was spoken. Both women began crying out, groaning, moaning, cursing and grinding their pusses against each other. The juicy sound of their wet vaginas slurped and smacked as their hips pumped. The lips of their cunts embraced in a kiss and separated with a slurp. Their clittys ground together. Shivers of electrical energy coursed through their bodies. As if it were one single orgasm raking through two bodies, they climaxed together. 

The orgasmic juices that flooded their vaginas became a wet symphony of sucking sound mixed with their animal like screams. Both women rocked and humped until they collapsed in exhaustion. Their breath heaved in their chests. Their legs remained intertwined. They were both reluctant to draw their sloppy wet vaginas away from each other. 

"Can you feel it?" Witchy asked after her breath began to ease.

"Like I've died and gone to heaven?" 

Witchy laughed. "Can you feel Anaconda? She's inside both our cunts, binding us together."

In that instant, Connie saw a dreamy image of a snake, whose tail rested in the top of Witchy's head. Its body ran down the middle of Witchy's torso and came out of her vagina. It entered Connie's vagina and its head rested in her throat. 

What the fuck?

"What the fuck?" A voice in her head said. It was the softest, most soothing sound she had ever heard.

"You are mine now, little one." It came from the inside of her body, but it was as clear as if it were outside in the room. 

"We are one. There are many others, but for now, you two are bound with me." The sound of its voice was almost as good as the orgasm.

"We have a single purpose. You must surrender every aspect of your life, every thought, every act, and every decision, to me. In exchange, you'll find an indescribable joy in living each moment as an adventure into ecstasy. We'll travel to worlds you've never even dreamed of. Besides, you really don't have choice." Laughter echoed in Connie's head.

When her eyes finally focused on Witchy, she realized tears silently tracked down her cheeks. 

I must be going insane. I've completely lost it. Fallen in love and gone insane. Great!!

"What have you done to me?" Connie said wiping the tears away.

Witchy didn't respond immediately. Finally she said, "It wasn't me, sweet heart. You know that." Their vaginas remained sealed in a kiss.

"I saw it," Connie said. "I feel it now." She placed a hand against her chest. "It spoke to me. I think I'm going crazy."

"No, no," Witchy said and reached out her hand. Connie laced her fingers into Witchy's.

"This is real, baby. Just relax. Settle into her. Settle into us. I'm here with you. We're all together now. I've waited my whole life for this. Whether you know it or not now, so have you. This is our destiny. It's your destiny."

Finally they broke their vaginal embrace, brought their lips together and kissed. They cuddled on the couch, rubbed thighs against crotches, and fondled each other.

"None of those bitches down stairs are touching you." Witchy ran her fingers into Connie's soft forest of wet pubic hair. Connie cooed. 

"This sweet pussy is mine."

Connie ran her fingers over Witchy's bald mound.

"And this one is all mine." They held each other and kissed. Their fingers continued to explore the wet satin folds of their womanhood.

"Now," Connie whispered in Witchy's ear, kissing and tonguing it. "Do I really have to call you Witchy?"

"I don't want the Dykes to know me by any other name, so yes, when you're around them, I'm Witchy. But here, like this, you call me Kat."

Connie snuggled closer to her.

"I love you, Kat." The witch didn't see the surprised look on Connie's face. 

I don't believe I just said that. But damn, I really do feel love for her.

"I love you too, baby doll." Kat kissed Connie's neck and softly rubbed her clit. 

"You're my girl, now." 

Connie slid her finger into Kat's wet, hot and very tasty hole.

"I'm your girl too, Kat." 

"And we both belong to Anaconda."

"Yes," Connie whispered, not really sure what it meant.

"You'll learn, my dear," that angelic, sweet voice inside her head said. "I'll teach you. Just surrender and trust me."

"Yessss," Connie whispered feeling the heat rise again. "We are one."



The Devil Dykes Ch. 02



While Kat introduces Connie to the magical path of Anaconda, Ricki and the girls began exploring Fountain Springs for sexual adventures.

Ricki, Double Dee and Animal fired up their scooters and roared up to the small grocery store four blocks up Main Street and parked their hogs. 

"Wait here," Ricki commanded.

"What the fuck for?" Double Dee jumped off her iron horse. Double Dee was named, of course, for her enormous breasts. She wore a thin tank top with tie dyed spirals around each orb. Her hard, fat nipples poked trough the thin material in the center of the rainbow spirals.

"Let me just check it out." Ricki grabbed Double Dee's crotch. "It's like hunting. I'm the bird dog who's gonna flush the small furry critter out. Be ready to catch what ever tries to run." Ricki roared with laughter as she entered Beardslee's Market. Strolling down an aisle, she softly sang her version of Camp Town Races.

"I'm lookin' for a little girl to lick. Doodah. Doodah. If she's good I'll suck her clit. Oh da doodah day." She continued singing right up to the counter where Betty Jo stood wide eyed and terrified, looking straight into Ricki's eyes.

"Gonna throw her on her back, and sit down on her face. I bet my money that..." She leaned in and looked at Betty Jo's name tag. "...Betty Jo's the one who's gonna win the pussy lickin' race." Ricki laughed, leaned on the counter and smiled broadly. After thirty or more seconds of Ricki's grin and Betty Jo's silent terror, Ricki made a sudden lunge.

"Booo!!" Betty Jo fell violently against the cigarette case behind her. Tears welled up in her eyes. 

"Oh baby, come here," Ricki said and leaped over the counter in one swift move. 

"I didn't mean to scare you." She put her arms around Betty Jo who trembled and recoiled but with no where to go. 

"I was just fuckin' with you."

Ricki wiped the tears away from Betty Jo's eyes, but the young woman continued to cry.

"You are so cute, Betty Jo. I like blondes." She put her arms back around her. 

"You've got a little meat on your bones too. I really like that." 

She ran her hands up and down Betty Jo's back and sides, finally resting on her ass. Betty Jo trembled uncontrollably and continued sobbing. Ricki pulled their hips tight together. She inhaled deeply. 

"And you smell so good. Does your pussy taste good too?"

"Ah...I...I don't know." The girl quivered uncontrollably.

"You don't know? Don't tell me you haven't tasted your own sweet juices?" Ricki stood back, looked into Betty Jo's face and wiped more tears away.

"No...maybe," Betty Jo replied.

"I'll bet you taste like custard pudding."

After a few minutes, Betty Jo stopped trembling, and her sobs lessened to sniffles, but she remained ridged in Ricki's arms. Ricki let her go and leaped back across the counter.

"Listen, Betty Jo. Tonight, you belong to the Devil Dykes. After you close up, pretty yourself and come down to the Lucky Eight. Wear something real sexy. Everything is cool." Ricki slapped the counter. 

"Don't look so freaked, sweetie. We'll party hard, get naked, pull out our fuck toys and have a good time." Ricki looked back over her shoulder and wiggled her tongue at Betty Jo as she walked out. 

"Don't make me come back and get you." Her laughter faded away when the door swung closed. 

Betty Jo released her pent-up breath and trembled. Her hand slid between her legs and up her short skirt. Her finger touched the crotch of her panties.

"I'm so wet."

Outside, Double Dee reclined on her bike with her shorts dangling from on foot. Animal's face was buried in her crotch.

"Fer Christ's sake, bitches. You can eat each other at home. We're in Fountain Springs. Let's go out to that bee and bee and get some strange."

"Ooo, strange pussy," Animal muttered with Double Dee's juice smeared over her face. Animal had survived a bad motorcycle accident a few years ago, and she had never fully recovered mentally from the brain damage. She did what ever any of her sister dykes told her to do. She could take care of herself, alright, but the other girls used her at their pleasure. 

"You can eat my pussy later, honey," Double Dee said. "Let's go get some strange."

"Let's go get some strange," Animal mimicked.

A mile outside of town, a stately Victorian house stood back from the road, half hidden by a large stand of trees. The three cycles turned onto the driveway and motored up to the house. An SUV was parked in front.

"I'm not waiting outside this time," Double Dee scowled. Ricki only smiled.

"Let's get some strange," Animal muttered. 

"Come on in my pretty cunts," Ricki said as she rocked her bike over on it kick stand, swung her long, muscled leg over the seat and climbed the steps leading to a covered porch.

The front door swung open, and a pretty, petite red head stepped out.

"I thought I heard some visitors. You must be the girls from the motorcycle club Connie told me about."

Ricki smiled and didn't stop until she stood very close to the girl. She was at least a head taller.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing," she said. "And what did Connie say about us?"

The girl cleared her throat, brushed a strand of curly red hair behind her ear and placed her hand against the top of her blouse.

"Well, she said this is your annual ride, you're a...real...wild...but nice, bunch of...girls." She nervously giggled and lowered her eyes. "But we should leave town while you're here."

"But here you are. Maybe you should have taken Connie's advice. You know where she is right now?" Red shook her head.

"She's got her face buried in the crotch of one of my girls." Ricki chuckled. "And I think she likes it."

"Oh," red whispered. Ricki placed a hand against the wall on either side of the girl and trapped her in place.

"What's your name, darlin'?"

"Sherri."

"I'm Ricki. This is Double Dee and Animal." The girl tried to look past Ricki, but the biker chick only moved to block her view. "Aren't you going to invite us in, Sherri?"

"Um...sure. Sorry. Please come in." Ricki didn't move her hands. She kept Sherri trapped where she was. 

"Go see who's home," Ricki said over her shoulder. 

Double Dee and Animal walked by them and entered the old house. As she passed, Double Dee reached in and grabbed Sherri's breast. Sherri flinched and brushed against Ricki. Ricki slapped Dee's hand away and wrapped her arms around the girl pulling her close.

"Yes, we're a real wild bunch," she whispered in Sherri's ear. "You ever eat pussy." Sherri shivered.

"No. But Connie said something like this might happen. I've wondered what it would be like. I guess I stayed in town because I was curious."

Ricki tilted Sherri's face up and looked into her eyes.

"You are so cute, and you got guts. I like that." She pressed her lips against Sherri's, darted her tongue into the young woman's mouth and cupped her ass in her large hands. "I might keep you for my self." Sherri shivered again.

"We have some vacation guests here. You won't bother them will you?"

"That depends. Let's go see."

In the main sitting room, a middle aged man and woman sat stiffly on the sofa. Double Dee and Animal had the two other bee and bee owners cornered in various places in the room. 

"That's Donna and Lynn," Sherri said. Double Dee had Donna pressed against a piano. Donna was not being very cooperative. Animal and Lynn played back-and-forth chase around the dining room table, but unlike Donna, she had a playful look on her face.

"All right! Everyone stop!" Ricki shouted. Double Dee stomped in frustration and spun around glaring. Animal continued her chase.

"Animal!! Knock it off." Animal groaned and made a pouty expression. "I wanna get some strange."

"You'll get some." 

Ricki pulled her fingerless gloves off and stuffed them in a back pocket. She sauntered up to the vacationing guests, clearly in distress.

"Sorry you folks picked this week, but every year at this time, Fountain Springs belongs to the Devil Dykes Motorcycle Club. I'm Ricki, the prez."

As she spoke she eyed the couple. The woman was slightly over weight and beginning to gray. Still attractive. The man was handsome, but balding, beer bellied and not very tall.

"Now you can pack up and leave, or you can join in the fun. But if you stay, you gotta play." 

She walked behind the sofa and let a finger trail across the woman's shoulders. The lady recoiled. "And by fun, I mean anything goes." 

Ricki leaned down between their heads and said," There be a whole lotta lickin' and stickin' and suckin' and fuckin'. We've got booze, pot, ecstasy and speed." She walked back to the front of the sofa.

"And just so you know, I swing both ways." She winked at the man. "I can go from eating your mamma's pussy to taking that tube steak any where you want to plant it. That is if you can get it up." She looked at his wife. 

"He can get it up can't he?"

"This is outrageous," he grumbled and rose to his feet. Ricki kicked the coffee table in, hit him in the shins and knocked him back to a sitting position.

"I'll tell you when you can stand." Sherri immediately jumped forward.

"Folks, please. I'm sorry you have to go through this. But there is no law enforcement in town. This...group...motorcycle club comes here every year. The long-time residents have assured me, if we all cooperate with them, no one gets hurt." She turned toward Ricki. "That is right, right?" Ricki chuckled.

"The only ones who get hurt are the uncooperative and the ones who like a little pain." She looked at the older woman. ""I'll bet you like a little naughty spanking, don't you?"

"Enough of this bullshit!" Double Dee shouted. "I need to cum."

"I need to cum," Animal repeated.

Ricki looked at Donna and Lynn. "What's it gonna be, girls? If you stay, you play." Donna was a tall, pale brunette. Lynn was shorter with a perfect bubble butt and a dark, Mediterranean complexion. 

"Oh what the hell. I played around in college," Donna said in resignation. "Come with me." She took Double Dee's hand and led her up the stairway. "I'm going to give you a bath." Double Dee grinned and waved goodby. Donna looked back and said, "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Look," Lynn through her hands up. "I've never been with a girl. I wouldn't even know what to do."

"I'll teach you," Animal said, raced over to Lynn before she could run and wrapped her arms around her.

"Ouch! Not so rough!"

"Be nice, Animal," Ricki commanded. "Unless she doesn't cooperate. Then you can spank her."

"Okay, Ricki. I'll be nice. You'll like it, Lynn. Eating pussy is so much fun."

"I hope so. Come on, Animal. Why do they call you Animal?"

"Cause when she cums, she sound like one." Ricki laughed.

Ricki turned back to the vacation couple.

"You two got names?" The woman looked down at her hands in her lap. The man grunted.

"Fuck you," he said.

"It may come down to that, pops. Here's the deal." Ricki reached over to Sherri and pulled her close and kissed her. 

"You now have ten minutes to get the fuck out of my town, or I'm going to give you a serious attitude adjustment." She let go of Sherri and walked up to the sofa and nudged the wife with her knee. 

"You wanna weigh in on this, sweet meat?"

"Don't you touch her," he said and jumped up. Ricki's hand shot out and slapped him across the face. He fell back on the sofa with a look of shock and rage on his face. A red hand print covered one cheek.

"I wasn't talking to you." 

Ricki knelt next to his wife as tears began to spill over the terrified woman's eye lids. "Don't cry, sugar. I don't think this prick appreciates you. Let's send him down the road. You can stay and have some fun." Ricki lifted her chin and wiped the tears. 

"You're real cute. Nice tits too. Ever done it with another woman?" She shook her head.

"Please..."

"Shooo." Ricki placed a finger against her lips. "Darlin' I'm not going to hurt you." She emphasized the word "hurt" and looked at the husband. "We just wanna have fun. We have no boundaries, no rules, party hard and in five days, we're outa here. And I can make you feel real good."

Ricki looked back at the man. "When'd you eat her pussy last?"

"How dare you!" He started to rise again.

"Don't make me slap you." He sat back down.

"Mr. Carlson," Sherri said, stepping up. "You can leave now if you want. I'm so sorry."

"Ya, Mr. Carlson. You can leave, but you're running out of time. I gave you ten minutes. Only five remain."

"Don, please don't make trouble," Mrs. Carlson finally spoke.

"What's your first name, Mrs. Carlson?" Ricki asked.

"Marge."

"When was the last time he ate your pussy?"

"Don't answer that," Don said. Ricki stood up.

"If in the remaining four minutes you now have left, Don, if you speak one word, I'm going kick your fucking ass."

"Please!" Marge begged Ricki.

"Come here, Marge," Ricki took her hand and pulled her up on her feet. 

"Stay," she commanded Don. "You come with me, sweetheart. Where can we go for some privacy, Sherri?"

"Through the kitchen to the back porch."

Softly crying, Marge followed behind Ricki, Sherri tried to reason with Don to remain calm.

Ricki led her out on the wide, long porch. The back yard was filled with roses and other flowering plants.

"Isn't this nice," Ricki said. "Let's go smell the roses." Marge followed her, her small hand held tightly by the tall, brawny Devil Dyke. The aroma of the roses filled the air.

"Isn't this lovely," Ricki said, and pulled Marge into an embrace. Marge went ridged with fear.

"Relax, sweety. I'm not going to hurt you. I wanna make you feel good." She held the older woman close and whispered in her ear. 

"Remember when Don made you feel good. Probably a long time ago. Don't you wannna feel like that again." She shifted to the other ear, and kissed Marge lightly on the neck. 

"I'll bet you've never been with another woman, but trust me, sugar, no one can eat pussy like another woman." Ricki's hands caressed Marge's back, sides and hips. She continued to kiss her neck.

"I have, once," Marge whispered.

"What?"

"Been with a woman. A long time ago. Before I was married."

"And...?" Marge didn't answer, but she wrapped her arms around Ricki and returned the hug. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt Don. He means well."

"That's my girl," Ricki said, took Marges face in her hands, and planted a long, deep kiss on her lips. 

"He'll come around. Men always do. A good blow job and he'll settle down."

Ricki led Marge over to a lounge chair, pushed her back, unsnapped her shorts and pulled them off. Marge's breath began to heave in her chest. Her stomach muscles trembled.

"Oooo, what a nice pussy," Ricki said, sat down next to her and ran her fingers through Marge's thick pubic hair. Marge shivered. 

She lowered herself until her face was only a few inches from Marge's vagina. "Open your legs, baby." Marge obliged, and Ricky leaned in and inhaled deeply. 

"Ah, the perfect combination the scent of roses and a wet, horny pussy."

Ricki gripped Marge behind her knees and raised her legs, pushing her knees to her chest. She kissed down the inside of Marge's thighs. Marge lay back and watched billowy clouds drift through a bright blue sky. She moaned when Ricki's lips sealed over her cunt and her tongue darted into her soft, burning center.

"Ohhh," Marge moaned.

"Say my name."

"Ricki. It feels so good."

"So when's the last time Don ate this lovely pussy?"

"He's never done it. Doesn't think it's natural." 

Just then, Ricki lifted Marge's hips and drove her tongue in as deep as she could. She swirled it around, and then concentrated on her clit, licking and sucking. Marge cried out. Her eyes fixated on the most beautiful clouds she had ever seen. The song of birds filled the air. An instant orgasm washed over her and soaked Ricki's mouth with nectar. 

The back door swung open and Don came out on the porch. Sherri followed.

"Please, Mr. Carlson. Don't make trouble."

"Marge, what the hell are you doing."

Marge didn't answer. She collapsed onto the lounge chair, arms and legs splayed to the side. Ricki stood, spun around and stalked up to the porch. Don recoiled in fear.

"See this," Ricki shouted, pointing to her face. "That's Marge's pussy juice. Sweet and tasty love juice. You little prick! You're are a damn fool."

Ricki stomped up the steps. "I should kick your ass for neglecting your wife, but when I'm through with her, she'll probably dump you anyway. Besides, I promised, sorta kinda, that I wouldn't hurt you. So now I give you one last chance, get the fuck out of Fountain Springs, right now, or drop your drawers and see if you're man enough to get it up and fuck your old lady. She's hot, wet and ready, right there." 

Ricki pointed. Marge looked up. Her thighs and crotch glistened with moisture. Her pussy lips were folded back revealing her inner sanctum of love. It looked like a flower that belonged in the garden.

"Please Mr. Carlson," Sherri whispered and nudged him. "Do it. Go make love to your wife. Come with me, Ricki." 

Sherri grabbed Ricki's hand and pulled her toward the back door. Her own pussy was on fire and dripping wet.

"What ever," Ricki muttered. "Fuck head! I'm sure he has no clue what to do with his wife." Sherri dragged her into the house.

Inside Sherri stopped in the kitchen and turned to Ricki. She traced her fingers over Ricki's face feeling Marge's cum, still wet on Ricki's chin and lips.

"We watched from the kitchen," Sherri said. "I got so turned on. I think he did too."

Sherri went to the window and looked out. Ricki came up behind her, took a breast in each hand and gently squeezed. Sherri ground her ass against Ricki. 

They watched as Don slowly walked toward his wife. Marge laid spread eagle, still spent from her orgasm. Don turned back to the house to see if anyone was watching. Sherri waved. Ricki made a stern face and shock a fist. 

"Look at that," Sherri whispered, clutching her hands over the top of Ricki's. "He has a boner." 

Sure enough, his cock bulged in the front of his trousers. Ricki kissed Sherri's neck.

"What did Marge's pussy taste like," Sherri asked. Ricki turned her around.

"Why don't you find out?" Sherri giggled and ran her tongue around the edges Ricki's mouth. The kissed, and Ricki lifted her up on the counter.

Outside, Don continued a slow approach to his wife's supine body.

"Are you okay honey? Did she hurt you?"

"She didn't hurt me, Don. She made feel real good. The way you used to when we first married."

He came to Marge's side. She looked up and noticed the bulge in his pants. She reached up and touched it.

"I wish you'd make love to me. It's been so long."

"Outside? Like this? Exposed? Besides, they're watching." He looked back, but no one was staring back at the window.

"Please, Don. I need you now more than ever." Marge sat up and reached with her other hand undoing his belt buckle.

"But..."

"Please. It's the perfect setting. Look at all the flower. Isn't the sky so pretty?"

She undid the button, pulled the zipper down and his trousers dropped to the ground. His cock sprang out suddenly from the wide opening in his boxer shorts. She encircled it with one hand.

"Right now, Donny. I need you inside me."

"Oh God," Don murmured and knelt between his wife's legs on the lounge chair.

Inside the kitchen, Ricki and Sherri were naked and had moved to the tile floor. Their faces lay in each others crotches. Their tongues explored each others vaginas. Above them the moans and groans of love making echoed from the second floor. Outside, Don and Marge gasped and screamed.

"Holy shit! What the fuck is going on?" A nineteen-year-old girl stood in the kitchen door.




The Devil Dykes Ch. 02



"Where the hell did you come from?" Ricki asked poking her head up, her face smeared with Sherrie's love potion.

"Oh, hi, Brenda," Sherri said with a giggle. "Ricki this is Brenda Carlson. Their daughter." She made a motion with her head toward the back yard. Ricki started to laugh.

"Come over here Brenda."

"Where's my mom and Dad?" She asked. Her eyes bulged out of her head.

"Ah...ah..." Sherri stuttered.

"Look out that window," Ricki said with a chuckle and winked at Sherri. Sherri rolled her eyes.

"Don't tell her to do that."

Brenda walked to the window, her wide eyes riveted on the naked women entwined on the floor.

Oh my god!" Brenda gasped. Her parents were still on the lounge chair. Her father's bare ass bobbed up and down. Her mothers legs were wrapped high around him.

"The best thing you can do, precious, is get naked and join us on the floor," Ricki patted the tile next to her. Brenda did sit down, quickly, with her back against the cabinets.

"What's happening?"

"Well, let's see," Ricki started in. "Two of the Devil Dykes are upstairs with..." She looked at Sherri.

"Donna and Lynn. Whom you met when you checked in."

"Mamma and papa are bangin' it out in the back yard, and this pretty little lady and I are eating each other's pussy's. That about covers it."

"Wow," Brenda gasped. "Devil Dykes? You guys are the Devil Dykes?"

"You've heard of us?"

"Seriously? Who hasn't? The boys have the Hell's Angels, and the girls have...you. Wow! I never thought I'd meet one."

"Oh there's more than one, sugar plum. For the next five days, we own this town. Now, I think someone here is very over dressed, and it ain't me and Sherri." Sherri giggled. Brenda clutched at her blouse.

Ricki reached over and grabbed Brenda and pulled her down.

"If you've heard of the dykes, then you know how it's gonna be. When Ricki says strip, your clothes hit the floor."

"You're Ricki?!" Ricki flopped a breast at her and laughed. "I can't believe it. You're famous."

"I'm flattered, Brenda, love, but you're still over dressed."

"I can't take my clothes off."

Ricki broke free from Sherri and wrestled Brenda underneath her. In a frenzy, Ricki tore Brenda's clothes off, buttons flying, material ripping.

"Stop," Brenda screamed. Sherri crab legged away, unwilling to intervene. 

"In my town, you do what I say when I say it," Ricki glared at her and didn't stop until Brenda was naked. Shreds of clothing still clung to her. Brenda looked scared but very excited. Ricki grabbed Brenda's crotch and buried her middle finger into Brenda's little vagina.

"That's a tight little pussy." Ricki wiggled down until she got her mouth on Brenda's cunt and started licking.

"Oh my god!" Brenda gasped. 

"Just go with it, baby," Sherri said. "It'll be okay." She reached out and took Brenda's hand.

Sherri watched them, now more turned on than ever. Ricki's ass stuck in the air facing Sherri. She reached out, ran her fingers over the dyke's vagina, leaned into her and started kissing and licking Ricki's twat. Ricki began humping back against Sherri's mouth. Brenda began bouncing and moaning under Ricki.

Suddenly from behind, Sherri felt a pair of hands on her hips and a wet tongue roamed up and down from her clit to her anus. She had no idea who it was. The three women all rocked and moaned together. For Sherri, the orgasm came quick and sudden in three powerful jolts. Ricki felt wave after wave wash over her body. Brenda shuddered uncontrollably and screamed.

From behind Sherri, Marge emerged, naked from the waist down. She crawled over to her daughter. Sherri's pussy juice covered her face.

"My baby," she whispered.

"Mom?!" Brenda tried to cover herself, but Ricki pulled Brenda's mom down into the body pile.

"Get used to it, bitches. We play by my rules now."

"Dad!" Brenda's father stood in the kitchen doorway, also bare from the waist down. His cock was still slightly engorged but beginning to droop. It was shiny and wet.

"Oh my god!" He covered himself and ran back outside. Marge struggled to rise, but Ricki held her tight and roared with laughter.

"No boundaries, bitches. No boundaries!"

From the upper floor, an orgasmic scream echoed through the house and down the stairway. They all began to giggle.

Upstairs, Double Dee ground her pussy against Donna's crotch. Donna humped and panted.

"How do you like tribbin'?"

"This is tribbing? I love it."

Dee's legs were so long, she could hook a heal over the shorter girl's shoulder, giving her more leverage to grind harder clit-to-clit. Donna squeezed her own nipples. She was completely lost in the sensations.

"You like fucking a girl?" Double Dee asked through her ragged breath. 

"This is the best," Donna gasped. "I may have to give up men."

Suddenly Double Dee began humping her hips with fast and furious staccato movements. Their pussy's mashed together. Their clits rode back and forth caressing like tiny little masturbators.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Donna began screaming first. "Oh shit! Fuck me, Dee! Fuck me!!"

Double Dee began screaming too. 

"Cum for me, baby," Dee screamed and started cumming herself.

The tide of sexual energy erupted in both women, reverberated up and down their rocking bodies and exploded in their loins. The juice from their palpitating pussy's flooded the sheet under them. Their screams resounded through the house.

Next door, Lynn lay curled up in Animal's arms. Their legs were wrapped around each other. A satisfied smile played across Lynn's lips.

"You like Animal?" The biker chick asked.

"I like Animal," Lynn replied, cuddling closer. "I really like Animal."

"Did Animal make you cum so good?"

"You sure did, baby." Lynn kissed her neck and Animal turned her face. Their lips met in a long, deep kiss

"Did Lynn make Animal cum so good?"

"Lynn is the best. Animal likes Lynn. You're nice to me."

"Who wouldn't I be nice to you, sweety? You're such a good lover." Lynn planted little kisses all over Animal's face.

"They think I'm dumb, because of my accident." Animal returned the kisses.

"Accident? What happened?" Lynn sat up on one elbow and caressed Animals belly and breasts. She looked at Animal with such care and compassion.

"My bike crashed. My brain didn't heal right. But Ricki takes good care of me."

"Oh, sweet baby," Lynn said. She ran her hand lightly over Animal's face and turned her head so she could look her square in the eyes. She scrutinized the biker's face for the first time.

She was very pretty. There were scars, however around her ear, and it looked like it may have been torn loose at one time. Other scars ran down out of her scalp. One eye drooped slightly. Lynn leaned in and started kissing the scared areas. Animal sat very still. No one had every done this.

"My sweet, lovely Animal," Lynn whispered between kisses. "For the next five days, baby, let me treat you like the beautiful, fantastic lover that you are."

Animal pressed her lips against Lynn's and twirled her long tongue into the girl's mouth. Lynn giggled.

"I love your tongue."

"My tongue loves you."

Back down stairs, Marge and her daughter retired to their bedroom. Ricki, still naked, returned from the bathroom, and Sherri sat at the kitchen table also naked and satiated.

"Where'd the tourists go?"

"I think they have some serious mother-daughter issues to work through." 

Ricki laughed. "Ain't I a trouble maker?" 

Sherri smiled and nodded her head. Ricki stood behind her, took her breasts in her hands and fondled them. She kissed the top of Sherri's head.

"Where's baldy?"

"I don't know. Probably hiding in the garden." Ricki laughed again, turned around and went through the back door.

Don sat in a garden lounge chair, motionless under one of the big sycamore trees. Ricki, in her bare feet, quietly walked out and stood behind him.

"Ya know, Don. It wouldn't hurt if you relaxed and let yourself have some fun."

He tilted his head straight back and stared at Ricki's breasts hanging directly over his face.

"Are you going to hit me again?" He said. She leaned down and wiggled her breasts in his face. He quickly looked down. 

"Not if you're a good boy." 

Ricki walked up to the side of the lounge, swung a leg over Don and sat on his lap. He flinched but didn't say a word.

"I saw you fucking your old lady, Don. I know you can get it up." She lifted a breast and presented a nipple to his lips.

"Suck on it, Donny." His face held a look of shock and horror. It made Ricki howl with laughter.

"Don't make me..."

Don immediately took Ricki's nipple in his mouth. As soon as he started sucking, his cock began to rise and swell.

"Oh Don. What a naughty boy." Ricki ground her pussy against the rising penis, and as it swelled to full erection, it slid without ceremony right into Ricki's waiting, wet pussy. She groaned. 

"Now don't you have a nice fat cock."

Ricki began working her hips up and down. Don's cock slid in and out of her. She hugged his face to her breasts and moved from side to side so that Don could give equal attention to both nipples.

"That's it, stud muffin. Fuck me good." Ricki bounced on him, pulling almost off and drawing him deep inside her. Her clit dragged across the top side of his cock. Faster and faster she bounced. Don blubbered unintelligently between her breasts. 

"Ohhhhhh, fuck," Ricki screamed. "Fill up my pussy Don. When it runs down my legs, we'll make Marge lick it off."

With that imagine in his head, Don humped madly against Ricki, let out a loud groan and shot spurt after spurt of semen into the biker's pussy. The muscles inside Ricki's cunt began to spasm as she erupted in her own climax. Her hips hammered the man underneath her until the energy of their orgasms subsided.

"Thank you Don," Ricki mumbled. "I haven't a good man fuck in quite a while." She tilted his head back and kissed him caressing his bald head.

"Now take better care of your old lady. She's a good woman." Ricki kissed the top of his head.

"Your daughter is pretty sweet too. You might wanna consider a little incest." Don groaned and flinched trying to push her away. Ricki laughed uproariously.



The Devil Dykes Ch. 03



Meanwhile, back in Connie's apartment, a strange new adventure continues to unfold for the Lucky Eight's owner. 

*

Over the next few days, Connie remained in the apartment. Kat came and went bringing food. She didn't want Connie around the other Devil Dykes. Their days and nights were spent in a strange, phantasmagorical spiritual/sexual union with Anaconda. Some days seemed like one long orgasm that left them collapsed in comatose exhaustion. Little by little, Connie became familiar with Anaconda, but she still felt confused about what it all meant and where it was going.

When Kat wasn't instructing her in the ways of sorcery, as her new witch lover called the belief system, Anaconda herself spoke in that hypnotic, enthralling voice.

"My beloved, Connie, everything is energy that vibrates at varying rates." Her voice would simply appear inside her head and sweep up every shred of Connie's attention. She spent most of her time in bed, where her body could safely faint into a trance as Anaconda instructed her in the ways of the spirit world. 

"Each color of the rainbow vibrates at deferent rates producing the spectrum of colors. Like wise, the appearance of every object in the physical world is determined by its vibration rate. The power I am bestowing on you will enable you to affect the rate of energetic vibration in everything you come in contact with.

"Don't worry about memorizing this. I am planting this knowledge in a special place of your body. It will grow like a sprouting seed as we nurture it with our devotion and attention. You will access it as needed in the appropriate time and place. Just remember that you are pure energy vibrating at a rate that determines your unique self and at the same time defines you as exactly the same as everything else-energy and nothing more."

When they weren't locked in a vaginal union with Anaconda fucking them both for hours on end, Kat and Connie floated in a trance-like state where Anaconda appeared in human form as a silvery goddess. The three usually sat in a circle, holding hands, and Ana, as Connie started calling her, continued to define the strange world in which she had been thrust.

Ana's list of rules was short. 

No alcohol or drugs; they damaged the energy body. 

No sex with any one else unless it was deemed by Ana or the voice of the Spirit; it was after all a sacred act of union. 

Have no day without some form of union with the Spirit itself, be it sexual with Kat or trance journey. 

On the fifth day, after hours of deep sexual union something changed. Kat and Connie were in their usual position on the bed. Their vaginas were locked in a hot, wet kiss with the spirit snake threading both their sexual organs. Suddenly their climax exploded into something more powerful than anything either had ever experienced. In a blinding flash of ecstatic light, they found themselves with Ana in a meadow filled profusely with wild flowers and every animal imaginable. The vision was breath taking. Ana was in her human form in silver threaded radiance.

"It's time," Ana said in her sweet melodic voice. "Kat will leave with the others. You must not stay with those girls any more." She looked at Kat. "It's time for you both to take the next step."

She gathered them in her arms and kissed each one on the center of their foreheads. Connie fell back into the meadow as a glow of energy filled her head. For a moment, she lost consciousness. 

Ana held on to Kat as she too swooned in her arms.

"You must take care of her, dear Kat. She's still so fresh and new, but for a while, you'll be separated. You must make a clean break from your past. It's no longer useful." Her voice sounded almost like a song.

"We need to gather others, like your selves, into our fold. The task won't be easy." She reached back and pulled Connie upright. Connie opened her eyes.

"Dear precious Connie, Kat will be leaving for a while, but she will be back. You belong to each other now." She pulled them in a close embrace. "I will never leave either of you, and even when you are apart, you will be united through me." 

"Now, I have a task for you both. I want you to gather other women together. Not just any women. It will be a difficult job, but I know you can do it. I want you to find two more women. They will be blown to you by the winds."

Connie's slumped against Ana. Her body tingled and vibrated in a way she had never experienced. She felt the sensation from her toes to the top of her head. Kat sat fully erect, but she too had never felt this intensity of feelings and sensations. It was the most wonderful feeling either had ever felt. Both their faces were wet with tears of joy.

"Kat, you are the Southern Wind, mysterious and raw. Connie, you are the Western Wind, fresh and cool. Dear Kat, the task of finding the Northern Wind is up to you. She will be full of knowledge and stability. It will compliment you perfectly. Precious Connie, you must find the Eastern Wind, hot and dry; a compliment for you as well.

"I will help you in making the selection, but you must find them on your own. Be vigilant. Kat, you must teach Connie how to sweep her eyes over the perspective wind bearer. You'll see the energy lines in perfect alignment with your own. Once you find them, reel them in with all the guile and seduction you need. I will step in and help when needed."

"I feel your resistance, Connie. What you and Kat have is and always will be special. But now it's time to move forward to a higher vibration rate. When the four winds are brought together, you will feel more power and love than you can even imagine. You can trust me in this knowledge.

"Once the four winds are gathered together, a larger task will be presented to all of you. This may take months; it may take years. Your determination and vigilance is of the utmost importance. Your physical bodies will not last for ever. Death stalks you at every turn. Live each moment as an opportunity to fulfill your task."

Ana leaned her face toward Kat and looked into her eyes. They began to glow with a bright golden light. It came out of Ana's eyes and entered into Kat. Before she fell back on the meadow grass, Kat felt the softest lips touch her own.

"You are me," Kat heard, and the knowledge entered her head and filled every cell in her body.

Ana leaned toward Connie, transferred the same sensations into her with the gold glowing eyes and kissed her lips.

"You are me," Connie heard as she too fell back onto the meadow.

Ana's silvery human form slowly morphed into the shape of the anaconda snake and she slithered between Kat's legs, nudged her vaginal lips open and slid inside. Kat began convulsing in the field of flowers and grass. Her arms and legs twitched in uncontrollable spasms. 

Once Ana's tail disappeared inside Kat's splayed legs, her head reemerged and slithered over Connie's thigh and entered her vaginal opening. Connie's body began to mimic Kat's convulsions. Suddenly, the snake contracted jerking Kat and Connie face to face and belly to belly. They clutched at each other as something roared through them so far beyond an orgasm that no words would ever give it a description. Both women lost consciousness as Ana whispered, "We are one."

**********

It was the last night of the annual Fountain Springs run, and the Lucky Eight Ball was rocking and rolling. Everyone in Fountain Springs was there; some by choice and others in reluctant terror.

The Devil Dykes had gathered up several mattresses from around town; they were placed around the bar room floor. It was a scene of debauchery worthy of Caligula's ancient Rome.

Animal lay on her back in one corner, and Lynn, from the bed and breakfast lay on top. Their faces were busily buried in each other's crotches. Bertie had tried to join in several times, but Animal had a fit. Lynn was all hers, and she wasn't sharing.

Don Carlson, having finally surrendered to Ricki's stern commands, sat naked on a bar stool while Marge straddled him riding his cock with complete abandon. Their daughter Brenda, along side her mother and father, straddled Steve, the tow truck driver who was hauled in a couple of nights ago. Steve was tall, muscular and cute. Brenda had been fucking him from the minute they met. 

Pussy Lips had Rita and her mother Marilyn Benson. The two woman sat on the bar bare assed as Pussy switched back and forth between them. Mother Benson had a terrified look on her face, but Rita's eyes were closed and her lips were curled in a smile. Rita grabbed her mother's hand and lifted it for kiss.

"Rita, what are you doing?" Her mother gasped. Rita's answer was to pull her mother over for a kiss on the lips.

"Mom, you are so hot, and I'm feeling so good." She planted her lips again and slid her tongue into her mother's mouth. Marilyn struggled, but when Pussy's mouth landed back on Marilyn's open vagina and her tongue slipped inside, she surrendered and returned her daughter's kiss.

Rita's groped for her mother's breast, and Marilyn groaned into her daughter's mouth. She grabbed her mother's hand and put up to her own breast. Pussy looked up delighted to watch mother and daughter make love.

"Come down here, sweetie," Pussy said to Rita. "Eat your mama's snatch."

"No," Marilyn gasped. Pussy stopped her complaint by pressing her lips against the mother's mouth. She filled her hand with Marilyn's breast, kneading and squeezing.

Rita slid off the bar, caressed her mother's thighs as she parted them, and buried her face into her mama's open, wet pussy.

"Doesn't that feel good?" Pussy whispered in Marilyn's ear. "Your little girl eating your sweet, sweet pussy?" Marilyn groaned. It felt wonderful and shameful at the same time.

"Mama, you taste so good. I love you so much," Rita said between licks. Marilyn's hand dropped down and gently caressed her daughter's head.

Double Dee and Donna, from the bed and breakfast, danced naked and slow next to the juke box. Dee's huge beasts were crushed against the smaller woman's chest. Donna's hands held Dee's ass. They kissed passionately as Donna rubbed her thigh against Dee's hairless pussy.

Ricki sat at a table in the back at the bar room with Betty Jo from the market. They too, like everyone else in the Lucky Eight, were naked. They held hands across the table and gazed into each other's eyes.

"You're a special, girl," Ricki said and reached a hand up to caress Batty Jo's face. "You should come out on the road with me. Be my mama."

Betty Jo blushed. She placed her hand over Ricki's, brought to her lips and kissed it.

"I've never know anyone like you. Never did anything like this. What's it like on the rode?"

"Wild and free, sugar; always on the edge; no boundaries. We have our home base in San Berdo County. We have a club house, and I have a little place of my own out in the sticks. And I'd love to have you behind me on my hog. I'll take real good care of you."

Ricki caressed her face again and slid her hand down taking one large breast in her palm, pinching Betty Jo's nipple. Betty Jo flexed her back and pushed her titties out taking a deep breath. Ricki reached out the other hand and massaged both breasts.

"I've never asked anyone to be my mama before. I'm getting older, I guess. I'd like to settle down a little bit. Just be nice having a special lover to call my own. That doesn't mean we couldn't have threesomes; girls and boys" she said, winked and grinned. "But I like what you got. I like it a lot. Come with me."

Ricki leaned across the table and kissed Batty Jo. Betty Jo took Ricki's breasts in her hands and squeezed. When their kiss broke, they gazed into each other's eyes.

"Okay, you make me feel so good." Betty Jo whispered. "I really don't have anything here. I'll go with you."

Ricki stood up, pushed the table over on its side and swept Batty Jo in her arms.

"Hey everybody," she shouted loudly. "I got me a mama. Betty Jo is riding with me."

The room erupted with hoots, shouts and whistles. Ricki threw Betty Jo down on a mattress next to Animal and Lynn. They lay curled in each other's arms. Ricki and Betty Jo kissed and fondled each other.

"You two are pretty lovey dovey," Ricki said to Animal and Lynn. Lynn smiled and cuddled closer to Animal. Animal grinned from ear to ear.

"I like Lynn," Animal said.

"I adore Animal, "Lynn said. "She's opened a whole new world of loving for me." Lynn kissed the side of Animal's face.

"Will you be my mama," Animal asked mimicking Ricki.

"I don't know, lover, maybe," she replied. "I was hoping I could keep you here with me."

"And leave Ricki? Ricki takes care of me."

Lynn curled a leg up around Animal and ground her pussy against her hip.

"Couldn't she stay here, Ricki? I'd take good care of her." She kissed Animal's ear.

"Animal's her own person; she doesn't need my permission." Ricki turned away from them and rotated around putting her face between Betty Jo's legs.

The smell of sex inside the Lucky Eight was over whelming.

From the top of the stairway, Kat peered down at the scene below. Holy shit!  She came on down with a grin on her face and caught Pussy Lip's eye.

"You all look bored to rears. I thought you were a wild bunch."

Pussy laughed. "We're just getting warmed up, Witchy Poo." Kat chuckled and weaved her way through the crowd of naked revelers and headed for the front door.

"Where's Connie?" Pussy called after her. "She's got some serious pussy lickin' to do." Kat snapped her arm up and showed Pussy the back of her hand as she went out the door. Kat turned down the street and went into the diner. It was vacant, but she rummaged around the kitchen, found some makings for sandwiches and put together dinner for she and Connie. She tucked the sandwiches and a quart of milk under her arm and went back to the Lucky Eight Ball. As she passed through the crowd, she looked around and noticed Pussy Lips was missing.

"Son of a bitch!" 

She sprinted up the stairway and burst through the apartment door. Pussy Lips sat on the floor with a look of shock on her face. Connie stood with her arms folded and her bare nipples poking out over the top. Kat could feel the presence of Anaconda. Her energy rose out of Connie's cunt like a cobra swaying and dancing to a flute. Kat smiled.

Pussy looked at Kat and then back at Connie.

"What you doing, Pussy?"

"Ricki said we could have her on the last night."

"Ain't going to happen, Pussy. Connie's my mama now. It's time for you to leave."

"Fuck! We'll just see about that!"

Pussy jumped up and ran out the door. Kat turned and looked at the Western Wind filled with a power only the Southern Wind could appreciate.

"What did you do to her," she said laughing.

"Nothing," Connie admitted. "She came through the door and said it was time for me to lick some pussy. I felt Ana come alive and before I knew it, Pussy was flat on her back."

Kat threw her head back and laughed. She placed the food on the table.

"You see the power? Be careful, it can be addictive. If you're tempted to use it when you don't really need it, it'll come back and bite you."

Kat pulled her shirt off and stepped out of her shorts. She sat down and unwrapped the sandwiches. Connie crossed over, leaned down and kissed Kat.

"I love you," she said. Kat grinned and kissed her back. She hugged Connie and kissed her belly at the naval.

"Let's eat. When Anaconda's power comes out like that, you need to replace it with food. She uses your energy."

As they ate, Kat began to talk about their relationship to Anaconda, the spirit world and the path they now walked together.

"You have to start living the life of a warrior. It's mean a tight, clean life. Never waste energy. Remember all of Ana's commands and follow them without question." She stopped for a moment and thought back at the lessons that Mama Lucia had taught her.

"A warrior has four natural enemies. Every day of your life is a battle against them. The first one is fear. It will always raise its head, but at some moment in time, fear will challenge you, and if you beat it, if you don't succumb to it, you'll gain clarity. Then clarity becomes the enemy. If you don't succumb to the seduction of clarity, you'll gain power. Then power becomes the enemy; the most seductive enemy. It makes you think you can do anything. Beat power, and you face the last and most formidable enemy of a warrior, old age. 

"That one finally takes you down, but you won't go easy. Death will have to drag you out kicking and screaming. Most people go willingly because their lives have become so empty and useless. A warrior's life is tight, full and filled with purpose."

Connie listened as she ate. They shared the quart of milk until it was gone.

"Ana will keep the lessons coming. I don't know when I'll be back, but everyday I'll feel you through our connection to her."

"So I just wait here and look for the Eastern Wind?"

"Maybe. Maybe she'll have you take off too. Just follow her lead and her commands.

" Do you remember what Ana said about sweeping your eyes over someone's body to see their energetic configuration?"

"I remember when you swept your eyes over me. I almost fainted. It was uncomfortable."

"Here's how you go about that. Focus first on Ana and until you feel her emerge from your pussy. Squint your eyes to reduce the visual input, and she'll become your visual sense. You'll see the energetic lines that make up the human body. We're like a shiny cocoon of threads about the size if you hold your hands out to the side."

"How do I know the Eastern Wind configuration?"

"I have no idea. I have to figure that out for the Northern Wind. My guess is we'll have to start examining everyone we meet and notice their personalities. Remember, the East is hot and dry. I knew you were the one immediately. Hopefully that will happen for us in our new quest."

"What happens when we find them?" Kat laughed.

"Ana will have all the answers until I see you again."

Connie sat in silence pondering this new information.

"It won't matter, you know."

"What do you mean it won't matter?" Connie asked.

"It won't matter where I am or where you are. We'll find each other." Kat stood up, took Connie's hand and lead her to the bed. They fell into each other's arms and kissed.

"You have to trust in this. Anaconda will keep us connected. We'll do whatever we have to do to find the other winds."

"What then?"

"We'll see. Trust me, the Spirit always has a plan."

Kat rolled over on the top of Connie, laced her fingers into Connie's hands and raised them above her head.

"This is our last night for a while," Kat whispered and gazed into her lover's eyes. "I love you too, Connie." She leaned in and kissed her. They both felt Ana stir at the same time. Their vaginas became instantly inflamed with heat as the snake began to move, sliding inside each woman connecting them in the sexual embrace they had become so familiar with.

Her serpentine energy slithered up inside both torsos. It was more intense than they had felt before. The friction became overwhelming. They trembled in each other's arms. Anaconda began to speak.

"I will connect you both in this manner as often as it is necessary. No matter how far away your physical bodies are, this connection will be as it is now."

Connie felt Ana sliding in and out in short, powerful strokes. Kat whined as her hips flinched and humped against Connie.

"Ohhh, Kat! Ana! Ahhhh," Connie's orgasm began immediately and continued without abatement.

"Shhhiiiit," Kat cried out. She too felt the climax that seemed unending.

They both began to make wild, animal sounds as their bodies twitched and spasmed in orgasmic ecstasy. Anaconda's voice became a long, melodic hiss that drove the two women even higher into bliss.




The Devil Dykes Ch. 03



Without making a conscious effort, their bodies rotated until their vaginas were locked in a perfect kiss. Anaconda swelled inside them. Her silky smooth skin rubbed against their clits. Her energetic body vibrated from the top of their heads to the lips of their labia majora.

"Remember this, "Ana sang. "This is the witch's dream. I give it you."

Kat and Connie fainted into unconsciousness as the three held themselves together in the supernatural embrace.

**********

Kat and Connie awoke with a start from a loud knock on the door. They were no longer connected in a vaginal kiss. Sunlight streamed through the window.

"What?" Kat called out from the bed, placing a leg over Connie and savoring the texture of her lover's skin.

"Time to ride, bitch," they heard from the other side of the door.

"Right," Kat replied. "Give me thirty."

Connie scooted next to Kat and entwined her arms legs around her. She made little sounds of disappointment and kissed Kat's shoulder and neck over and over.

"Not yet," she said. Kat laughed.

"Come on lover, let's shower."

They ran out the hot water, mostly just standing in the warm shower holding each other in a tender embrace. When the water became cold, they turned it off and stood there for a few more minutes in silence. Finally Connie sighed.

"Oh, fiddle fuck!" She said and pushed Kat out of the shower stall. "Go one. Get down the road and come back to me soon." 

Some of the moisture on Connie's face was tears. Kat took a towel and started there, wiping Connie's cheeks before moving over her body taking extra time drying her breasts and between her legs. 

Kat knelt in front of her, and gently kissed Connie's pubic area. Connie groaned, spread her legs and reclined against the bathroom counter. Kat softly kissed and licked, spreading Connie's pussy open and tasting her. She caressed Connie's belly, hips and legs.

"I love how you taste," she whispered and rubbed her nose inside the folds of Connie's womanhood. Her hands trailed up and cupped Connie's breasts.

"And I love how you smell, my precious flower."

Connie placed her hands behind Kat's head and pulled her face deeper into her open vagina.

"Oh god," she said. "I love what your mouth does to me."

"Sit on the counter." 

Connie obeyed and hoisted herself up on the cool tile. Kat pushed her legs open wider and spread Connie's pussy lips open with her thumbs.

"Your pussy is so beautiful." She pushed the clitty hood back and exposed the little pearl. She reached out with her tongue and lapped it across the swollen bud. Connie groaned and squirmed. Kat reaching into her vagina as deeply as her tongue would reach and swirled it around; then she locked her lips around Connie's clit and began to suck.

She had become used to quick orgasms, and this moment was no different. Connie sky rocketed into a climax flooding Kat's mouth with nectar. She let out one long scream and violently humped her hips against Kat's face. She locked her legs around Kat's head and squeezed her thighs tightly.

Kat began laughing and pried herself from the ferocious grip. Connie joined her in giggles. Connie slid off the counter and stood.

"Get your ass up on that counter," she commanded in a fearless voice. "You aren't leaving without giving me one more taste too."

Kat continued laughing and did as she was told. When she sat on the counter she reacted to the cold tile by squealing. Connie gave her a playful slap on the hip. She leaned in and gave Kat a long, slow kiss. She lowered her face and stopped at each small breast, sucking on Kat's pouty nipples. 

When she got to her knees, Kat opened her legs. She was more than ready. Her naked major stood wide open glistening with moisture. Connie circled her tongue around the inner lips before exposing Kat's clit and sucking her to a quick orgasm. Kat also screamed but remained wide open surrendering to the lips and tongue of her soul mate. Her body twitched and spasmed until Connie stopped and stood up. They embraced and kissed until a loud bang came on the apartment door. 

"Time to ride, bitch!"

Connie's face held a pouting expression. Kat took her chin in her hand.

"We are one now, baby. Tonight, I'll come to you. Anaconda will link us. I'll fuck you in your dreams." Kat winked.

Connie smiled and caressed Kat's face.

"Is this all for real? I mean, you know, Anaconda and everything?" As soon as she said it, she felt the snake spirit stir inside her and hiss. She put her hands on her stomach. Kat grinned.

"You tell me," she said, kissed Connie's nose and started putting on her clothes.

"This is also a test, you know. She's separating us to see how strong our faith can be," Kat said slipping into her shorts. She put her shirt on, tied up the tails in front and sat on the bed to put on her boots.

"Be strong. Turn to Ana when ever you have doubts. Just think of me, and I'll know you're there." She tied her bandana around her head.

"And watch for the Eastern Wind. As soon as you think you've found her, turn to Ana. She'll confirm it. I'll know about it the second it happens. You'll know when I've found the Northern Wind."

"And then?" Connie asked.

"Then Anaconda will lead us where she wants us to go."

"But what's the purpose?"

Suddenly Connie felt Ana stir inside her, and she had the overwhelming urge to hug Kat. Kat immediately came to her and put her arms around her. Anna spoke.

"We are building a circle of power," Ana said making Connie swoon with the delicious sound of the spirit's voice. "Once the East and the North are joined with the South and the West, we will seek out others with different energetic configurations to complete the circle. 

"I want you to stay focused on the immediate tasks, so I won't give you anymore information than that. All will be revealed at the right time. I will, however share with you the ultimate goal.

"We are going to soar to a world beyond imagination that only a cohesive, energetic circle of power can achieve. We will travel as a group beyond the beyond."

Connie had no idea what Ana was talking about, but the sound of her voice was seductive enough to lead her anywhere it wanted to take her. Her love for Kat could take her anywhere Kat wanted. She was a pawn in their hands, and she would have it no other way. She was truly happy for the first time in her life. For the first time, her life had meaning.

Kat kissed her one last time and walked out the apartment door without looking back. Still bare assed naked, Connie sat down on her bed. When she heard the motorcycles start up and roar off, she listened until their rumble faded into the distance. An ache suddenly crept up in her chest until she heard Ana voice.

"Lay back on the bed," Ana said. Connie collapsed backwards and stared at the ceiling.

"Close your eyes." Connie closed her eyes and focused on the blackness.

"Feel Kat's heart beating." Connie imagined Kat and remembered how it felt feeling it beat against her as Kat slept. Suddenly she felt it. Not like it was beating against her body, but more like it was beating inside her body.

"Speak to her," Ana said.

"I'm here," was all she could think of saying.

"I feel you," she heard back in Kat's voice. Connie began to cry joyfully.

"Those are the warrior's tears," Ana said. "They are precious. They are the tears of longing, one warrior has for another." Connie began to weep. She heard Kat's voice.

"I will return my love."

"I'll be waiting," she replied.



The Devil Dykes Ch. 04



Connie searches for the Eastern Wind and Kat breaks her ties with the past. The motorcycle club heads home, and the term devil dykes takes on a new meaning for the witches of Anaconda.



Connie moped around her apartment for a couple of hours before dressing and going down stairs to the bar. It had been almost a week since she had been below in the Lucky Eight Ball.

When she got half way down the stairway, she stopped and surveyed the scene. Mattresses were strewed about the floor, stained in alcohol and other indescribable substances. She chuckled and shook her head. The juke box played that old country tune, "Lonesome Me." She sighed as she listened to the sad melody; then shook off the feelings and proceeded down the stairway.

Three people sat at the bar drinking beer; Lynn from the bed and breakfast, Steve the tow truck driver from the local auto shop and Roy the deputy sheriff who patrols the Fountain Springs area.

"What a sorry lot of patrons you three are," Connie said with a laugh. "Hey, Roy. Did you decide to stop in and see if there was anything left around here?"

"Morning, Connie. Looks like some fun was had. Haven't heard any serious complaints so far, except from these two love sick freaks."

"What's eating you two?" Connie asked as she started wiping down the bar.

"I was a heterosexual last week, and now I don't know what I am," Lynn said. "I had my world rocked." Connie high-fived her.

"I know the feeling. It happens to me every time they come to town."

"And you?" She leaned on her elbows in front of Steve.

"Oh, nothing," he grumbled. "I was a heterosexual last week and I'm more of one this week." He went out the door. Connie looked at Lynn.

"He fell for the daughter of one of our guests. Where have you been? I haven't seen you all week." Connie smiled as she thought about Kat.

"I was locked up in my apartment all week with..." She looked back and forth between Lynn and Deputy Roy. "What the hell, let's just say I'm through with men." She looked at Roy. "Sorry, dude."

"You don't have to apologize to me. I'm married." Roy slapped the bar and stood up. "Well, it looks like there wasn't much damage this year, so I'll head back to Garvey and file my report."

"Give my regards to Sheriff Gibbs," Connie said. She looked around again and threw up her hands. "What a fucking mess."

Lynn slid off her stool. "I'll help. Come on. We'll clean it up in no time." 

Suddenly Connie felt a small shiver in her belly, and Ana spoke in her sing-song voice.

"Examine Lynn's energy body. Show me what you've learned."

At first, Connie panicked, but she calmed herself after reviewing Kat's instructions. She relaxed and felt Ana's snake form emerge from her vagina. She shivered and squinted her eyes, sweeping her gaze up and down along Lynn's body as the dark skinned girl started bringing empty beer cans and bottles over to the bar.

"That's it," Ana said. "See the dull area near her midsection?" Connie silently acknowledged. 

"She has had a baby. Baby's do that to the energy body. A female child robs her mother's energy body of luminous filaments." 

"She not the one," Connie said silently to Ana.

"No, it won't be that easy finding the East Wind. Practice every time you get an opportunity."

As Ana's snake form slid back inside grazing against Connie's clit, she shuddered, gripped the edge of the bar and tried to stifle an orgasm. Ana laughed at her, but a wave of ecstasy swept over her body from head to toe. When she looked up, Lynn was staring at her.

"You okay? You look a little peeked," Lynn asked. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you just had a big oh." Connie took a deep breath while Lynn chuckled.

"Ah...I just haven't had much sleep lately."

Lynn laughed as she gathered up empty beer glasses.

"I hear that. I've never had this much great sex in my life. If I'd have known girl sex was so good, I would have made the switch a long time ago."

"So...," Connie said taking another deep breath. "You and Animal huh? I'd have never predicted that."

"I know!" Lynn plopped down on a bar stool. "I blush just thinking about it, but that girl has an extraordinarily long tongue." She fanned her face. "And she never tires. I hope she comes back soon or I might go into withdrawals. I cried like a baby when she left."

Connie felt exactly the same way. She would have liked to talk about it, but she was determined to keep her relationship with Kat private.

It took a couple of hours to clean up the Lucky Eight Ball. They stacked the mattresses against one wall. Connie called a handyman she had used around the property and asked him to return the mattresses to their owners, although she didn't think they'd want them back. 

"Let me buy you dinner, Lynn. That was a lot of work."

"Thanks, Connie, but I need to get back and see how the bed and breakfast fared. Besides I have to hitch back or walk, and I don't want to be out after dark."

"Then let me give you a ride. I haven't been out there in a while. I'd like to see what you've done with the old girl."

***************

Out on a small stretch of old Route 66 cutoff an abandoned, for all practical purposes by Interstate 40, the Devil Dykes pulled into what remained of Clayton, Utah. One small grocery store with two gas pumps out front was all the remained of the business section. Everything else was boarded up and bleached out in the desert heat. A crusty old man in overalls sat in a chair under a shade tree.

"Hay old timer, you got any cold beer in there?" Ricki called out to him, as she pulled her gloves off and stuffed them in her back pocket.

"Sure do," he said and groaned as he struggled to his feet and lead the way inside the store.

"We need some gas too."

"Help yourself," he replied. "Billy Bob, go help these gals pump some fuel into their scooters."

A young boy, no older than nineteen, closed a tattered old Playboy magazine and sauntered out the door. Ricki opened the magazine and draped out the centerfold out.

"Now that's some sweet meat, wouldn't you say, old man?"

"You girls one of those lesbian biker clubs?"

Ricki laughed. "I swing both ways, pops, but I'm damn near fucked out. This last week has been one hell of a pussy licking party."

The old man chuckled.

"Help yourself to the beer," he said. Ricki put a twelve pack up on the counter.

"Mind if we sit in your shade and quench our thirst?"

"Hell no. Be good to have some company. I had my wild days in life, but I'm all fucked out too." He cackled through his toothless mouth.

Witchy entered the store, got a cold bottle of water out of the refrigerator and paid the old man.

"So..." Ricki looked at Kat. "Why do I sense your parting ways with us a good-for-nothing bitches?" Kat smiled and nodded her head.

"Guess it's time."

"You fell in love back there, didn't you?"

"Something like that," she said and turned the cool water up to her lips.

"I don't blame you. Connie's a special gal."

"Looks like you fell in love too. Betty Jo's perfect for you."

"You think so?"

"I know so. I can see you two together." She gave a hard stare at her biker friend. "Don't fuck it up. She'll be good for you. Make you stronger." Ricki smiled and nodded her head.

"I'll miss you," Ricki said after a moment of silence. "I know you're the real deal. I believe in that shit even if I don't live it. Hell, I read Carlos Castaneda's books. Heavy duty shit."

Kat held up her hand and Ricki grasped it. They embraced and she whispered in Ricki's ear.

"If you ever get in some deep shit, you know what I mean, just think of me and this..." She stepped back, opened her shirt and exposed her breasts. It was the snake's face that she wanted Ricki to see. The old man looked at them and turned quickly away.

"Think of me and this snake. The others don't know, but I think you do. She's my power spirit. If you need me, I'll know it and come."

Ricki grabbed her and hugged Kat's bare chest against her.

"And the same goes for me, Witchy. You can send me an e-mail or call the club house voice mail. You'll always be a Devil Dyke." She kissed Kat's neck, pushed away, grabbed the beer and walked out the door.

Kat turned toward the old man. She grabbed her shirt tails and flashed her pouty breasts at him. His eyes widened and his mouthed dropped open. Kat smiled.

"I'm real sweet," she said. "But the snake bites." She winked, laughed and walked out behind Ricki tying her shirt tail back into a knot.

Kat joined the Devil Dykes who had gathered under the shade tree with the twelve pack.

"Listen up you wonderful, cunt licking bitches. I have to head north, so I'll leave your elegant and luxurious company now. I've had the time of my life, and who knows, maybe the spirit will have our paths cross again."

She stepped behind Animal, bent down and whispered.

"Animal, darlin'. I saw you and that little towney together, and if you don't go back and settle down with her, you're damn fool. She's crazy about you, and I know that accident didn't scramble your brains that much." 

Kat pushed the center of her chest against the back of Animal's head. She silently requested Ana's influence. The spirit energy stirred and a little spark passed from the center of Kat's chest into Animal's head. She caressed the top of her head, bent down and kissed it, winked at Ricki and turned away.

Kat swung a leg over the seat of her Harley, fired her up, kicked her into gear and roared away.

Animal sat up, ridged and wide eyed. After several minutes, Ricki sat down next to her.

"Ya know, Witchy has a point. If you went back there, you could always come home if it didn't work out. Besides, we'll be back to Fountain Springs next year. Do what ever you want. You know you always have a home with me."

Animal didn't hesitate. She stood up and strut her long legs to her bike. Without one word, she pealed out in the direction of Fountain Springs. Ricki laughed.

"Damn, this must be the year of love." She grabbed Betty Jo's hand and pulled her into her lap. She planted her lips against Betty Jo's mouth and grabbed a handful of tit. When she broke the kiss, she yelled, "I think I'm in love."

Betty Jo laughed, cuddled Ricki and kissed her back.

***************

Connie closed up the Lucky Eight and climbed the stairs to her apartment. Not many people had returned yet since running out of town, and she saw no use in staying open. She wanted to curl up on her bed and descend into the spirit world in which Kat and Ana had introduced her.

She took a quick shower, pulled the covers back and lay down naked on the top sheet. She ran her arms and legs over the cool material remembering how good Kat felt, and how wonderful and indescribable it was having Ana thread their sex organs in a union she didn't even know possible one week ago.

"Precious Connie," she heard the musical voice inside her. It started a tingle in her pussy. "Come with me. Ride me and I will take you to our beloved Katherine." 

Connie swooned and felt herself falling into a deep, sensuous hole. With a sudden jolt, she stood along the bank of a large river. She was oblivious to Fountain Springs, her apartment and her bed.

A gargantuan snake raised its head up out of the river water and hissed. It slid up between her bare legs, curled around and rubbed against her skin.

"Mount me. Ride me. Kat waits."

The voice wasn't in her head. The snake spoke to her with that similar musical lilt as Ana's spirit body but with a deeper resonance.

"I've never shown you this form. You've only felt my snake spirit presence. The silver goddess appears when I want to instruct you. But now it is time for you to embrace me as a snake. I am the Queen of Amazonia. Mount me. Ride me. Katherine waits for us."

The anaconda rose up and pushed against Connie's crotch. Her body was at least 18" in diameter. Connie leaned forward and placed her hands on the snake. She locked her legs around its body. The texture of her skin was amazing, and Connie felt like she would have an orgasm just feeling the wet skin and intense power between her thighs.

Suddenly Ana's snake body rose up out of the water, higher and higher. The water cascaded down and dripped off in torrents. Connie teetered for a moment until she locked her arms and legs feeling more secure. She placed her face against the smooth, cold skin and laced her fingers underneath. The snake was thirty or forty feet long, and the height was dizzying.

In a rush of blinding speed, they shot straight up through an incredible blackness. The sudden motion made Connie a little nauseous. She felt like they were twisting and turning; sometimes flying upside down. All that Connie could think of was she would be with Kat, or Katherine or whatever her name was; her lover, best friend and partner for life.

"Kaaaattt," Connie screamed and there motion came to a jarring end. The humongous snake was gone, and Connie stood face to face with her lover.

"I felt you coming to me," Kat said and swept Connie up in her arms. It all felt so real. Their kiss was as real as any kiss she had experienced since Kat first held her in her arms.

"What's happening?" Connie whispered.

"I think we're getting a monster demonstration of what Ana is capable of." She kissed Connie again. They were both naked and Kat's skin felt like silk against her. Kat rubbed her leg up and down against Connie's vulva.

"Oooo, I love your pubic hair," she cooed. Connie reached down and ran her fingers gently over Kat's bald labia.

"This feels so real."

"I think it is real. This isn't like before," Kat said. "When we were spirited into the meadow. You're here with me. Flesh and blood. Tell me what happened."

"I lay down on my bed to meditate on Ana, and I fell into a deep hole. I was at a big river. I guess the Amazon. She showed me her physical snake body and told me she was the Queen of Amazonia." Kat listened intently. "Holy smokes; she's huge! Then she told me to mount her and she would take me to you. And here I am."

"I stopped and got a motel room," Kat shared her side of the story. "After a shower, I felt super dizzy and collapsed on the bed. The walls started to rattle. It scared the shit of me at first. I thought it was an earthquake." Kat gripped Connie's ass in her hands and ground her legs against Connie's wet, hot vagina. She kissed her neck.

"Then I heard Ana's voice tell me you were on your way. I was so elated. Connie, I love you so much. Even if I find this North Wind, I'll never feel any different toward you."

Connie took Kat's face in her hands and kissed her all over; her nose, her eyes; her cheeks and finally her lips and a long, deep kiss.

"Oh, my sweet. I love you too. Oh! And get this; she called you Katherine." Kat started to chuckle.

"Yup, that's me. How about you? Are you Constance?" Connie giggled.

"No, just Connie. My parents weren't that clever."

"I can't hold this energy much longer," they both heard Ana's musical voice. "It's very difficult. Afterwards, you'll both need to eat some hearty food. For now, just embrace each other; love, love, love."

Like giggling school girls, they leapt onto the bed, entwined their arms and legs and made love. Their sexual play involved lips, tongues, fingers and any other body part they could use to touch, caress and stimulate. 

"Lay still, love," Connie whispered to Kat. "Let me adore you."

Kat propped up her head with a pillow against the headboard. Connie kissed her face and lips, dragging her tongue up and down the thin scar along Kat's jaw, from the corner of her mouth to her ear. Kat shivered.

She licked Kat's nipples; drawing circles around each one before sucking them into her mouth. Kat twitched and moaned. 

"I love your titties," she said and gently bit the nipples as she slid one hand down across Kat's taught belly and tickled her labia majora. Kat spread her legs.

"Oh God," Kat groaned. Connie slid her middle finger up and down the outer slit. Each pass brought more moisture out onto the hairless lips until Connie parted them and slid her finger inside. She kissed down Kat's belly as she traced her finger tip around and around the labia minora, those precious inner lips Connie called a flower. When her lips reached the top of the majora, she parted Kat's pussy and dipped her tongue in dragging it over the little swollen pearl inside.

Kat twitched and cried out like a small animal. With her other hand to assist, Connie parted the outer lips, raised the clitty hood and sucked her clit into her mouth.

"Not only do I love your titties," she said between licks, "I love your sweet little love button (lick), your beautiful inner flower (lick) and your precious vagina." She wiggled her tongue inside Kat as deep as she could reach.

With out taking her lips off and her tongue out of Kat's wet, hot hole, Connie rotated her hips around and lowered her own dripping cunt to Kat's mouth. They scooted down toward the center of the bed, and Kat gripped Connie's butt cheeks in her hands and pulled her lover's pussy tight against her mouth. Connie moaned into Kat's pussy.

In one swift move, they rotated again until their open, hungry cunts embraced in a kiss. They locked their hands around each other's hips, pulling and humping. Kat stared into Connie's eyes. The look of unbearable need was displayed on both their faces.

"Kat, oh dear god," Connie cried out as her labia slid open against the oily lips of Kat's pussy. Each time their clitties came into contact, they cried out in unison.

"Baby, baby, baby," Kat groaned and ground herself against Connie. "Fuck me baby."

Suddenly Ana's presence appeared inside them and the familiar feel of her serpentine body filled both their pussys. Kat and Connie screamed at the same time and exploded in a blinding orgasm. The sheets soaked up the puddle of love juice that dripped out of them. Their arms and legs twitched. Their eyes rolled back in sexual bliss. Kat and Connie surrendered to Anaconda's swirling energetic spirit world of sexual passion and lost consciousness.

***************

Connie awoke with a start. The room was totally dark. She felt around next to her; she was alone. She sensed she was in her own bed in Fountain Springs.

"What the fuck?' She muttered. She touched her body. She was naked, and she cupped her breasts and thought of Kat. 

She slid a hand down between her legs. Her pubic hair was damp. She slid one finger inside and then brought it up to her nose. She could smell Kat.

"Holy shit!" She sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. "What happened?"

Ana's responded immediately. "I transformed your corporeal body into pure energy, transported you to Kat and reassembled you back into the physical."

"You can do that?" Connie was astounded. 

"I can. I told you I would take you to unimaginable worlds. This was nothing; just the beginning, and you will learn to do it on your own. It may take you years, but it is possible for you to gain the focus and control. It uses up a lot of your finite energy, though, so now you need to eat. I suggest steak and eggs; something with serious substance."

"Ana, thank you so much. That was so wonderful," Connie said and fell back on the bed clutching her body at the belly button.

"Eat," Ana said and fell silent.

Connie threw on some clothes, went straight to the diner and ordered the steak and eggs.

***************

Lynn heard the motorcycle coming from out on the main road. When she realized it was coming down the long driveway to the bed and breakfast, she raced to a front window, drew the curtains aside and watched Animal ride in.

"Oh em fucking gee," she muttered. She spun around, ran over in front of a mirror in the sitting room and looked herself over. She fiddled with her hair, pinched her cheeks and pushed her breasts up and around in the bra.




The Devil Dykes Ch. 04



As her breath heaved in her chest, she ran to the front door and threw it open. Her eyes sparkled and her teeth shown bright white between lips formed in a broad, sweet smile.

"I don't believe it," she screamed.

Lynn ran and jumped off the porch ignoring the steps. As Animal swung her leg over her bike, Lynn flew into her arms, wrapped her legs around the tall, muscular biker and planted her lips on Animal's mouth.

Animal took Lynn's ass in her hands and raised her up returning the kiss with ardor. She set her on the motorcycle's seat. Lynn took Animal's face in her hands and kissed all over.

"I'm so happy," she said. "What made you change your mind?"

"I didn't want to be a damn fool," Animal responded. Lynn laughed.

"A what?"

"Witchy said if I didn't come back and settle down with you, I was a damn fool."

"I don't know who Witchy is, but I'd like to thank her."

"Witchy was our witch. She's gone now. She knew stuff. Stuff no body else knew. She said you were crazy about me.' Animal explained. "Are you crazy about me?"

"Pick me up," she said. Lynn wrapped her arms around Animal's neck as the biker chick hoisted her back up. Lynn swung her legs around and scooched up as high as she could. She peered into Animal's eyes.

"I don't want to call you Animal. You are not an animal." Lynn kissed her and cheek-to-cheek, she whispered in Animal's ear.

"You are a woman; soft and feminine; at the same time hard and strong. When I'm in your arms and at your side, I feel secure and complete in a way no man has ever made me feel. You are no animal." 

Animal smiled. Her eyes filled with tears and Lynn caught each with her tongue one as it trickled down Animal's cheeks.

"You can call me what my daddy called me; Suzie."

Lynn smiled broadly and put hands on each side of Suzie's face.

"That's a perfect name," she said. "It's cute just like you." They kissed long and deep. Finally Lynn broke away.

"Yes, Suzie, I am crazy about you. These last few days have been the best time of my life. Right now, I am so happy."

Suzie flipped Lynn up into her arms; one arm behind her upper back and the other under her knees. She strode up the steps, threw the door and up the stairs. When they got to Lynn's room, Suzie gently laid her on the bed and knelt on the floor.

"Since the accident, no body has ever treated me like you do, Lynn. Ricki really tried to remind me of who I was, but I just can't remember me. She said I was smart and clever and had deep thoughts about things." Lynn reached up and put her hand over Suzie's lips.

"Don't go on, baby. Listen to me. I thought a lot about you when I didn't think I'd ever see you again." Lynn sat up, slid her legs over the edge of the bed and straddled Suzie.

"I never knew the you before the accident. All I know is who you are right now. And here's what I believe. You've had brain injuries. It means the electrical signals are taking longer to make connections. Some of your thought processes move slower. It doesn't mean you aren't smart or clever. It damn sure doesn't mean you can't have deep thoughts. And it sure as hell isn't a handicap.

"Suzie," Lynn said and kissed each side of Suzie's fine chiseled nose. "I'm not crazy about you. I'm sane about you. I feel grounded; whole and less crazy than at any time in my life. Suzie, I think I'm in love with you." Lynn stayed still waiting to see Suzie's reaction. Suzie sat very quiet for several moments.

"I can't remember any one ever being in love with me. I'm in love with you too," Suzie said. She stood up and pushed Lynn back down on the bed. She slowly straddled her and began opening each button on Lynn's shirt. Suzie laid her shirt tails aside and placed her hands over Lynn's bra. She gently squeezed her breasts.

"So soft," Suzie said and pulled the bra up exposing Lynn's breasts. She ran her thumbs over Lynn's large swollen nipples and grinned.

"So hard." 

Lynn giggled and squirmed under Suzie. She put her hands over Suzie's and squeezed them against her breasts. She traced her finger tips up Suzie's arms and pulled her tank top up over her head. There was no bra. Her breasts were small but perfectly shaped. Lynn brushed her fingers over Suzie's nipples before taking her breasts in her hands. They both groaned and then started to giggle.

Suzie fell forward against Lynn and their tongues embraced inside a long, wet kiss. One leg fell into Lynn's crotch, and her coarse denimed thigh pushed and rubbed inflaming Lynn's moist, sexual center. She moaned against Suzie's lips and humped her pelvis up in a vain attempt to get some part of Suzie inside her.

Suzie kissed her way down to Lynn's large, olive colored breasts. As she licked and sucked her nipples, Suzie unsnapped the top of Lynn's jeans and slid her hand down across her belly and into the soft forest of pubic hair under her satiny panties.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet love," Lynn whispered through her ragged breath.

Suzie's dragged her nipples back and forth across Lynn's belly. She sucked one nipple after the other. Suzie slowly opened Lynn's pussy lips and rubbed her finger up and down in the wetness.

"I love you, Lynn," Suzie said.

"Oh, sweet baby," Lynn replied and cradled Suzie's head in her hands. "My sweet, sweet lover."

Suzie's adventurous finger slid into the wetness and warmth and penetrated Lynn's cunt. Lynn gasped, pulled Suzie's head off her breast and up for a kiss. As their lips met, Suzie's finger impaled her vagina, and her thumb found Lynn's hot, swollen clit.

Lynn screamed. 

In swift action, Suzie gripped the top of Lynn's jeans and panties, and pulled them off and over her feet. She knelt on the floor, grabbed Lynn's ankles and pulled her close. She hooked her arms under Lynn's knees and rocked her hips up rotating her pussy into position. All that Suzie had to do was lean her face in. That's exactly what she did.

She ran her tongue along the slit of Lynn's labia majora. She rubbed her face against the puffy mound covered with dark, soft hair. Inhaling Lynn's aroma of arousal set Suzie on fire. She parted Lynn's lips and placed her mouth over her open vagina. Her tongue circle around, darted inside and Suzie savored Lynn's distinctive flavor.

"I love how you taste," Suzie gurgled and dove back in. Her unusually long tongue held the exceptional praise of every woman who had ever experienced it. 

Lynn shuddered and twitched. She placed her hands behind Suzie's head and pulled her in as tight as she could. Her hips began a rapid staccato of movement as Lynn fucked Suzie's tongue.

Lynn could feel the orgasm coming from far away. It was like tiny sparks starting in her finger and toes. As it cascaded through her convulsing body, it gained in intensity and warmth. Every muscle in her body quaked. A blast of heat roared into her groin area, and by the time it reached her womanhood, it was a tidal wave of pure ecstasy that crashed over her and swept her away. She screamed, groaned, pulled Suzie's hair, humped her face spasmodically and flooded her love's mouth with orgasmic juice. Suzie didn't let up until Lynn begged her to stop in a fit of giggles and groans. 

Suzie came up grinning. Her face was shiny with vaginal secretion. She stood up and undid the top of her jeans and pushed them down. There was a stubble of pubic hair growth on an otherwise bald cunt.

"Did Suzie make you feel good?" She asked as she sat on the edge of the bed and removed her boots. Lynn's body still twitched with climactic aftershocks.

"My sweet love," Lynn replied, sat up and cuddled Suzie in her arms. She kissed a bare shoulder and took one of Suzie's small breasts in her hand teasing the nipple.

"You rock my world, Suzie. Maybe I'll call you Animal sometimes, 'cause you make me feel like a wild and crazy she bitch." She hugged her biker lover. Suzie grinned.

She kicked her last boot off and pushed her pants over her feet, fell back on the bed and pulled Lynn on top of her.

"Suzie is so crazy for Lynnie," she said. Their lips locked in a slow, deep kiss, tongues dancing in a wet embrace. Suzie could reach the back of Lynn's throat with her long tongue. Lynn sucked on it as she climbed over on top of Suzie and straddled her taut muscular body. She loved the feel of such hard, defined muscles covered with such incredibly soft skin.

"You feel so good, baby," she whispered to Suzie. "I'm so happy you came back. I cried, right here in this room when I thought I'd never see you again." Suzie grinned and took Lynn's magnificent breasts in her hands.

"I love how you feel," Suzie said and pinched her nipples. "I love how you taste when I make you cum. I love how you lick my pussy."

When she said that, Lynn reached down between her legs. Her fingers groped under her and slid into Suzie hot love hole. Lynn giggled.

"You need to shave. I'll probably get a beard burn," she said laughing. Suzie tried to rise.

Do you want me to shave?" Suzie asked with a serious look on her face. Lynn pushed her back down.

"You aren't going any where. I'd where your stubble burn any time as a badge of honor," she said in giggles as her fingers pushed open Suzie's labia and slid inside making the biker gasp and twitch.

Lynn was a good eight inches shorter than Suzie making it very easy to fall forward and lock her mouth around one of Suzie's pert little nipples. Suzie cradled her head in her hands. Lynn licked and sucked as her fingers rubbed her fat little clit and slid in and out of her inner sanctum of lust. Suzie spread her legs and pushed up against the probing hand.

Suddenly Lynn's bedroom door started to swing open.

"Hey Lynn," Sherrie's voice followed. The little red head stepped into the room. "There's a motorcycle outside...oh my god! I'm so sorry." She turned around in giggles and then peeked back at the two naked women locked in a passionate embrace.

Ohhh," she clapped her hands and jumped up and down. "Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming back," she said and ran up to the bed.

"Sorry Lynn. Sorry Animal. I'm so happy for you," she said radiating delight. The two lovers just stared at her. She sat down next to them.

"She was so heart broken when you left." She slapped Lynn's ass.

"Yahoo! Love in the dust!" Sherrie stood up and ran to the door.

"Sorry. Carry on." She closed the door in giggles. 

As Sherrie started down the stairway, she heard Animal gasp and Lynn giggle.

"Now I want to hear why they named you Animal," she heard Lynn say. Sherrie grinned from ear to ear. 

"This is too much," she said to herself with a chuckle and went down stairs. 

As she walked out on the front porch, a mid-size Hummer pulled down the driveway and parked next to the building. A gorgeous statuesque blond with a long French braid stepped out in sandals, cut-off jeans and a lacy white top. Sherrie smiled.

"Good afternoon. Welcome to the Springs," she said. Sherrie brushed her curly red hair back behind her ears.

The blond lit up in a toothy grin of bright white teeth. She reached back inside the Hummer revealing pendulous fat breasts. Sherrie's heart began to race. She felt a dampness grow between her legs. Wow! I guess I'm a lesbian now, she thought to herself and shock her head. What have they done to me?

"Do you have a room? The girl at the Lucky Eight Ball said to ask for Sherrie."

"You found her," Sherrie said and stepped down off the porch. She held her hand out. The blond took it I with a firm grasp. Her soft skin sent a little shiver through Sherrie. Holy crap!

"I'm Jennifer," she said. "Nice to meet you."

"We had a crazy last week," Sherrie explained. "But things have opened up now. Will you be staying long?" Sherrie followed the blond around to the back of the vehicle as she pulled out two pieces of luggage. She tried not to stare at her long legs and perfect ass, but she couldn't take her eyes off of her.

"I'm from Phoenix," Jennifer said. "I just had to get out of the city. I headed east and kept following the old roads the interstate had bypassed, and well...here I am. I actually stopped because I needed gas. Maybe I'll hang out for a few days. This is pretty cute," she said looking around the bed and breakfast grounds.

"Well I'm glad you did. Come on in and make yourself at home." Sherrie took the smaller bag and led the way. "I'm the bell hop, concierge, maid and maintenance man all rolled in one." Jennifer laughed.

"The girl at the Lucky Eight..."

"Connie? Ya, she's a good friend."

"Kind of weird though. She gave me a strange look I swear I'd never seen before that made me feeling kinda funny, and then said I had to come out here and spend the night. That it was my destiny. Freaky."

Sherrie laughed and shook her head.

"Living out her in the desert makes you a little kooky, but she's good people."

She set the bag down, went behind the reception counter and pulled out a reservation card.

"Just fill that out," she said and retrieved a key from a key board behind her. 

As she waited for Jennifer to finish, she tried to avert her eyes from the cleavage right in front of her. But she couldn't take her eyes off of Jennifer's breasts as they rose and fell against the thin lacy top with each breath. A little drop of moisture seeped through her panties and tickled down one of her thighs. Crap! She squeezed her legs together, but it only made things worse. Destiny? Whose destiny?

"I hope you take credit cards," Jennifer said and pushed the sign-in card toward Sherrie.

"Yes, mam, what ever you've got."

When Jennifer stood erect, she was a good head taller than Sherrie. She watched Sherrie finish the credit card transaction and gazed at the top of her head.

"You have pretty hair," Jennifer said and smiled when Sherrie looked up.

"Thank you," she muttered. Their eyes locked and both of them blushed before looking away in embarrassment.

They finished the registration, and Sherrie came back around the front desk. She worried that Lynn and Animal might be making too much noise. She didn't want to freak out Jennifer.

"Let me show you around before taking you to your room," she said. "Over here is the dining room and kitchen. Through the kitchen is the door to the back porch," she said leading the way. 

Jennifer lagged behind far enough to watch Sherrie walk away from her. Her light, short skirt clung to her bubble butt and the hem swayed as she walked. Sherrie's legs and arms were covered in tiny freckles. What are the chances of finding a lesbian out here in red neck country, Jennifer pondered? This girl is gorgeous.

When they stepped out on the back porch, Jennifer's arm brushed against Sherrie. They stopped and surveyed the garden. Sherrie shivered and Jennifer leaned away from her.

"Sorry," Jennifer said.

"What?" Sherrie replied.

"Nothing, I just...oh, nothing." Jennifer smiled but her face was crimson red. "I didn't mean..."

"What?" Sherrie asked with a giggle. She leaned back toward Jennifer and so that their elbows touched.

"I..." Jennifer was clearly flustered. She was so attracted to Sherrie, but she didn't want to act like she was coming on to her.

Sherry smiled and took Jennifer's arm.

"Come on, Jen. Let me show you the garden." She held on to her as they went down the steps. "We have some great desert trails out back behind the tree line." Jennifer relaxed as Sherrie hooked the arm of the gorgeous blond. Could she be, Jennifer mused? Maybe this is destiny.

"There's a natural artesian spring here up on the side of that hill." Sherrie pointed to small, rocky mountain through the trees. "Some of these roses, they tell me, are fifty years old. This one's my favorite." 

They stopped in front of a rose bush covered in blooms. The petals were a variegation of white, yellow and pink.

"Smell this," she said and pulled one flower close to them. Jennifer leaned in and inhaled the aroma. "It's called Double Delight."

"How lovely," Jennifer said.

"I'll put some cut Double Delights in your room for you."

As they walked, still arm in arm, Sherrie indentified the other species of profuse roses, shrubs and trees.

"One of my partners, you'll meet them later, says rose petals look like the inside of a vagina," Sherrie said and laughed. She blushed in spite of her boldness.

"I can see that," Jennifer said. She gently squeezed her arm against Sherrie's.

"Over here is a great spot to sit and meditate." They stopped at small arbor covered bench surrounded with roses of every variety and color. The sat down and Sherrie let go of Jennifer's arm. The scent of the flowers was incredible.

After a few minutes of silence, Sherrie looked over at her new guest. Jennifer was staring at her.

"Sorry," Jennifer whispered.

"What?" Sherrie asked with a grin.

"I was staring at you."

"You sure say sorry a lot." They both looked away, and after a couple of minutes, Sherrie spoke.

"So what did you see?"

"Beg your pardon?"

"You were staring at me. What did you see?"

Jennifer took a deep breath and sighed. She looked at Sherrie, looked away and then looked back again.

"Ah...well, this setting...it's so magical. I love it here and you...ah...you..."

"I...what?" Sherrie smiled, raised her eye brows and took Jennifer's hand. She spread Jennifer's fingers out and looked at them. They were long yet delicate with short perfectly groomed unpolished nails. Jennifer cleared her throat and curled her fingers around Sherrie's.

"You look like one of the flowers in the garden," Jennifer said. "You're so beautiful." She brushed her fingers through Sherrie's hair. They both blushed again. Sherrie took Jennifer's hand to her lips and lightly kissed it.

"You look like a beautiful flower too," she whispered. "I'm the red rose, and you are the yellow." Jennifer grinned. She pulled the clasped hands over to her mouth and returned the kiss to Sherrie's fingers.

"I think I'm going to like it here."

***************

Connie sat behind the bar reading a newspaper. The day was hot and lazy, and her swamp cooler churned away bringing moist air down across the bar area. The Lucky Eight door swung open and the preacher from the small Baptist church stormed in. His face was red and angry. The sweat had beaded up on his forehead.

"Ms. Price, I want a word with you." Connie tried to smile. Now what?

"Pastor Donahue, good day to you. I don't think I've ever seen you in here."

"Of course you haven't. This place was a hell hole long before you came to town, and it's still a hell hole."

"What can I do for you?" Connie heaved a heavy sigh.

"It's about those motorcycle girls you host every year. The Devil Dykes."

"Hold it right there, pastor," Connie stood up. "I don't host the Devil Dykes. They come here, as you know, every year, and if I didn't cooperate with them, this place would be a pile of ashes."

"And rightly so. Better to see it burnt to the ground then peddle Satan's fare as you do so well and willing."

Connie glared at him, but suddenly she shivered and felt Ana's presence. Pastor Donahue started to continue his rant, but when Connie's eyes became big and glassy, he stopped unable to speak.

Ana's invisible form slowly emerged from between Connie's legs. The novice witch swooned and held on to the bar's edge as Ana raised her head up. The preacher's gaze was transfixed on Connie's eyes. If he could have seen the specter before him, he would ran screaming from the bar room.

Connie watched in awe as Ana came within a few inches of the pastor and roamed throughout his energy body just inches from his physical skin. Her silvery tongue darted out, and each time it licked him, he twitched. 

"Speak my words to him," Ana silently commanded Connie. Connie's lips began to move but the words were all Ana's.




The Devil Dykes Ch. 04



"Jesus Christ taught two important things; not to judge others, for that is the work of the Lord, and love your enemy, even as you love yourself."

The preacher took a couple of steps backward. His mouth hung open. Ana followed him sliding out further from Connie's pussy. The sensation almost brought on an orgasm. The sweat dripped off both Connie and the pastor. Connie's hand involuntarily raised up and she pointed a finger at him.

"Remove the mote from thine own eye, sinner," Connie said. "Repent from your godless judgments and beg the Lord for mercy."

The pastor screamed and ran for the door. Before running through it, he turned and glared at Connie.

"You are all devil dykes; women who lay with their own kind; homosexual spawn of Satan. I'll have you run out of town in tar and feathers," he screamed. 

Ana lunged at him, and he was blown through the door way and into the parking lot. 

Connie could here his scream fade into the distance. Ana retracted inside her apparentness' sweat drenched body as she slumped against the bar.

"Holy crap, Ana. I don't know if I can live this way."

Ana laughed. It sounded like tiny bells ringing. Connie felt her spirit guide moving around and around inside her, and instantly she felt more calm. She took a deep breath.

"Tar and feathers? Was he serious?"

"The old fool will be on his knees for days. Forget about him. He won't bother you again. Just find the East Wind. Don't let her slip by you. Vigilance is your primary task."

Connie nodded, puffed out her cheeks and exhaled. She put her hand between her legs and patted her cunt. It was wet and hot.

"Wow!"



The Devil Dykes Ch. 05



Kat severs all ties with her past and begins her search for the North Wind. Connie continues her search for the East Wind. Things sizzle at The Springs Bed and Breakfast. 

Kat wheeled her Harley through the San Francisco freeways, and when she pulled into the driveway of a gated down town high rise, she pushed a small button on her remote, and the iron gates slid open allowing her entry.

She pulled into a space labeled "Katherine Underwood" and parked the bike. As she unstrapped her bedroll and back pack, a security guard turned the corner and came up behind her.

"Hi Ms. Underwood, I haven't seen you in a while. Everything good?"

"Hey Bert. As a matter of fact, everything is terrific. How's the wife and kids?"

"They're just fine, thanks for asking. Tommy's getting over the flu, but he'll be fine."

Kat reached into her pocket and pulled out a coin. She tossed it to Bert.

"I know he's collector. That's an 1881 silver dollar I picked up in Nevada. Tell him I said I hope he feels better soon."

"Thank you so much. That's very sweet of you. He'll love it."

Kat smiled and went through the door into the corridor leading to the elevators. What she wanted more than anything else, besides holding Connie in her arms, was a hot shower and a thick steak.

The elevator doors opened, she inserted her key and hit the penthouse button. Thirty-nine floors later, she emerged into a private foyer, unlocked her door and entered her home. It had been three weeks.

She tossed the bedroll in the entry, kicked off her boots, stripped off her clothes and carried them and her backpack to the laundry room. She stacked it all on top of the washer.

She entered the kitchen, looked in the refrigerator and shook her head. Of course, there was nothing there worth eating.

"Ana, I sure miss Connie. Can we play some more?"

"You are both way to self indulgent, dear Katherine," Ana replied in her spirit voice. "Find the North Wind. Search for her. Call her to you."

Kat sighed and headed for the master suite. As she passed the living room windows, she looked out at the panoramic floor-to-ceiling view of San Francisco bay.

"Patience, Katherine. It's too soon to bring your physical bodies together again, but we shall link up in our spiritual embrace before you sleep tonight. Happy?"

Kat laughed and patted her lower belly. 

"I love you Ana."

"And I you, dear Kat."

After a long hot shower, Kat toweled off and dressed for dinner. She slipped braless with no panties into a short hemmed black dress and stepped into her favorite low heeled pumps. She fussed slightly with her short cropped hair, applied a scant amount of makeup and called ahead for a table at the small restaurant on the lower floor of the building. There was always a table when she called. Katherine Underwood had privileges. She owned the building.

When she walked through the door, the maitre d' smiled and rushed up to her.

"Ms. Underwood, it's so nice to see you. It's been too long."

"Fernando, you're looking as handsome as ever." Fernando grinned broadly.

"So kind of you to say so. You're table is waiting."

Fernando showed Kat to a lone table in a dim lit corner. He held her chair as she sat. A table candle flickered, and one long stemmed rose adorned the setting. Kat leaned in and smelled the flower. It reminded her of Connie.

"Bring me a medium fillet, baked potato and whatever veggie Julio is dishing up tonight."

"Certainly," Fernando said and quickly disappeared pulling some curtains around the area giving her a hint of privacy.

When Kat's missionary parents died in a typhoid outbreak in the Amazon, she inherited the family fortune. Her grandfather had built a real estate empire from Atlantic City to San Francisco. She owned substantial stock in six major corporations, and had ridiculous amounts of cash spread across a large array of financial institutions. She managed it all with a team of attorneys and accountants who checked and counter checked each others work. 

She had her own foundation that donated large amounts of money to her personal causes; numerous orphanages in South America, Africa and Asia, a cadre of shamanic practioners throughout the Amazon basin and many North American Indian schools.

As CEO and Chairman-of-the-board of the Underwood Industries, the Underwood Family Trust and Katherine Underwood, Inc., Kat headed up a board meeting every month one floor below her 3,000 square foot apartment. She had called from the road for a special meeting to convene tomorrow.

After dinner, she went back up to her apartment, peeled off her clothes and curled up on the bed. She squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples. One hand dropped between her legs, parted the folds of her needy cunt and massaged her clit.

"Connie," she moaned.

"Kat," she heard what sounded like Connie's voice. She sat up with a start.

"Connie?"

"Kat?"

Suddenly Ana stirred inside Kat's belly and her spirit head slid seductively out of her pussy.

"Oh god," Kat moaned and fell back onto the bed. "My Connie..."

"I'm here," Kat heard. She closed her eyes and felt the sensation of Connie's pussy lips plastered against her own. Ana moved in and out of her witch's pussies.

"I love fucking you two," they heard Ana Say. "You're so easy and ready. Such nasty little children."

Kat pinched her nipples and moved her hips with the rhythm Ana established. She could feel Connie's clitty riding against her swollen, achy bud.

"I'm going to cum," Kat groaned.

"Let's all cum together," Ana said. It sounded like a song.

Kat's hips twitched and quivered. She could feel Ana's body inside her from her open heart, through her belly and out her inflamed vagina. The sensational feeling of Connie's clit pounded against her own. When the orgasm washed over her, Kat began to cry. It felt so good and yet hurt so bad. She wanted Connie in her arms, her lips against her lips and her raw, hot clit against her needy little bud. But her tears turned to joy as the orgasm engulfed her and took her to the flower filled meadow they had visited so many times before.

Kat and Connie sat on either side of Ana's silvery human form. The three held hands. The orgasm sensation had become a vibration that radiated through everything. The heart of the vibration emanated out of the center of Ana's chest.

"Listen my children," Ana said in her mystically hypnotic voice. "I have a new task to add on top of you finding your counterpart winds. You need to find four women who embody the four elements; earth, air, fire and water. 

"The air in this case is not a wind, but the general properties of a gaseous effervescence. She will be here and not here. Felt but invisible to the untrained eye; able to penetrate without notice.

"Earth will be our rock; steady and reliable; a solid foundation on which to build our endeavors.

"Fire will provide the necessary transformative heat needed to perform our alchemy.

"And water to provide a fluid and malleable life force necessary to carry us across the Universe."

Ana untied the front of her shear silk dress and let it fall away revealing her large breasts. The nipples stuck out at least an inch and glowed a bright white. She stretched her arms behind the two witches and pulled them into her.

"Suckle upon my bosom, my children. I have nourishment for you that will feed our tasks and strengthen your energy fields."

She pushed their faces into her breasts and Kat and Connie, with their usual blind obedience, placed their lips around Ana's nipples and began to suck. It wasn't a sexual experience. The milk that flowed from Ana had a sweetness that was indescribable. As it trickled down their throats, their bodies began to glow with warmth and vigor. Kat reached up and placed her hand around Ana's breast. She looked at Connie who was enraptured as she nursed on Ana's nipple. The milk dribbled out across Ana's breasts and down into the silvery gown she wore.

Kat looked up at Ana. Her eyes were closed and she too was lost in a feeling of bliss. Kat closed her eyes and surrendered all her attention to sucking the sweet nectar from her spirit guide's breast. She reached over, however, and took Connie's hand. They laced their fingers together and drank Ana's milk.

"My dear, sweet children," Ana sang holding their heads firmly to her chest. "Suck, drink and feed on my essence. We are one"





The Devil Dykes Ch. 05



"Let go of her hands," Ana said to Connie. "Throw them out and lock up. It's up to her now."

Connie let go of Marie's hands, smiled and raised her eye brows.

"Okay, folks. It's closing time. The beer is on the house." Connie walked over to the front of the bar room, opened the door and stood there waiting."

"No shit?" One of the young men said. Marie still stood back where Connie left her.

"Let's go, out! Now!"

"Okay," the other young man said. "No need to get snippy. Come on Marie." Marie didn't move. The young man stopped.

"Marie? What are you doing? We're leaving."

Marie started to move but stopped.

"Come on, girl. California is still miles away."

"I'll catch a bus. I...want to talk to Connie some more."

"Connie?" The young man said. "Ooo, Connie. My new best friend. What ever. I'll put your bags out on the porch. Later," he called and went out the door.

Connie stepped out and brought in Marie's luggage. She closed the door, locked it and reached up and pulled the neon OPEN sign chain. She turned toward Marie, put her hands on her hips and smiled. Marie didn't speak or move. Connie slowly walked toward her.

"You want to see her?"

"Who?" Marie asked.

"Who do you think?"

Connie stopped when she was only a couple of feet away. She took Marie's hands in her own.

"Have you ever been with a woman?" Connie asked. Marie pushed Connie's hands away.

"Is that what this is about? You just want to seduce me? I'm no lesbian if that's what you mean. Crap, now my ride has left."

"I didn't ask if you were a lesbian." Connie moved closer until she pushed Marie into the bar. She touched her belly against her.

"Okay Ana. Show her one more time."

Ana shot out of Connie's pussy and dove into Marie's vagina. Marie gasped and grabbed Connie's forearms.

"This is a threesome you'll never have any where else," Connie whispered as Ana's body slid deep inside Marie and began her sexual exploits. "Can you see her? She's inside us both. She's fucking us now." Connie groaned. It was heavenly. Marie shuddered.

She wrapped her arms around Marie and pulled her face into her cleavage. She ground her hips against her. She could tell Marie was her complimentary opposite. The intensely wonderful friction wasn't there like it was with Kat. It was a feeling of being profoundly plugged into someone who fit all your locks and keys.

She silently whispered to Kat, we've got her.

"Oh my god," Marie groaned. Her body began to quake.

"Cum for us, sweet Marie," Connie whispered. "Cum for all of us."

Connie could feel that Kat was experiencing Marie's orgasm too. Marie put her hands behind Connie's neck and hung from her as Ana brought them all to multiple orgasms. Connie panties were soaked as the waves of sensuous bliss washed over them.

Marie's head fell back and she looked up at Connie. Connie gently pushed the hair back from the young woman's face and kissed her, a long, sweet kiss with tongues dancing and caressing into each other's mouths.

After they relaxed, Connie let go of Marie and picked up her luggage.

"Come with me beautiful." She led the way up the stairs and into her apartment. 

"Make yourself at home, sweetie. Are you hungry?" Marie shook her head. "Then sit down and let me answer questions you don't even know to ask." Connie knelt at her feet and started removing Marie's shoes.

"From here on out, your life will be about learning the ways of a warrior; a spiritual warrior. You'll learn the ins and outs of Ana's spirit world and how to live in it, how to command it and what our goals are. We have a purpose. You are a part of that purpose now." Marie sat on the edge of the bed and listened intently. Connie rubbed her bare feet.

"I am the West Wind, you are the East Wind, and Kat is the South Wind. You'll meet Kat soon enough, but she shared in our sexual experience down stairs a few moments ago. We are all connected now through the anaconda. We call here Ana. She resides in all of us. What I feel, Kat feels. Kat already knows you.

"Katherine is away searching for the North Wind. Once we are all together, we'll have another quest to find four women that embody the four elements. I'm probably getting a little ahead of things for you. We'll take it slower. 

"Ana teaches us when we are in a trance state; sometimes during meditation but most often when we make love. She transports us to another world. It's pretty fantastic. She operates on the sexual plane because that's where there's such a great deal of power."

Connie smiled at her, joined her on the bed and caressed her cheek.

"You are such a lovely young woman," she said. "Kat is going to adore you. I already do. You are my complimentary opposite. I an the West and you are the East." She leaned in and lightly kissed Marie's lips. She brushed her nose against Marie's.

"How do you feel?" Connie asked.

"I don't know. I'm numb. I'm in shock," Marie said. "I feel like a fell asleep in the back of our car and I'm dreaming. Is this really happening to me?" Connie nodded with a smile.

"Close your eyes, sweetie," Connie said. "Feel Ana inside you." Marie closed her eyes. Ana moved and spoke.

"My dearest Marie, we've been looking for you. You are so very precious to us and our purpose. It is your purpose too. We are all one in the spirit. Don't worry about your life before tonight. It's still yours. You'll be asked to only give up the parts that are useless and debilitating, but if you're like most humans, that's pretty much the whole thing.

"I need you and Connie to make love as much as possible. Through the union of your bodies with my body, we are all fortified for the difficulties that lie ahead. Our path won't be easy, but it will be filled with love and joy.

"When my spirit form unites your bodies through the sexual union, and I thread your delicious pussies together, I impart to you the spiritual, soulful energy that will transform us all into a cohesive unit that will one day give us the power to soar across the universe to worlds yet dreamed."

Marie fell back on the bed. Connie straddled her and unbuttoned her shirt. She reached under Marie's back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were beautiful. Her nipples were tiny. Marie opened her eyes and looked up at Connie.

"I can't believe I'm lying here with someone who's a total stranger and you're undressing me and...and...and..."

"And making you feel wonderful?" Connie said with a smile. She gently ran her palms over Marie's nipples. They stiffened and became erect. Marie moaned. 

"And making me feel like...I've never felt before."

Connie removed her own shirt and bra, took Marie's hands and placed them on her breasts. Her nipples immediately responded and stiffened against Marie's fingers. The young woman smiled.

"Wow," Marie exclaimed. "This is a first." Connie closed her eyes and tilted her head back.

"Hummm," she whispered. "That feels good."

Connie leaned down and teased her with her pendulous breasts dragging her nipples over Marie's. She licked Marie's lips before pressing her mouth against her and darting her tongue inside. Marie's tongue responded exploring Connie's mouth.

"Glad you stayed?" Connie whispered as they kissed.

"I don't think I could have left if I wanted to. I'm the East Wind, right?"

"You certainly are."

Connie kissed down Marie's chest, licked and sucked her nipples. Her mouth and tongue travelled lower over Marie's silky soft skin. She unsnapped her pants, pulled the zipper down and removed everything in one motion. The scent of Marie's arousal struck Connie full force. The aroma was intoxicating and she inhaled deeply.

While Marie's hair was a light blond, her pubic hair was very dark and naturally sparse. Connie caressed her labia majora lightly running her finger tips over the puffy mound.

"Such a pretty pussy," Connie said and looked up. Marie watched her wide eyed. Connie smiled and rubbed her nose around Marie's crotch savoring the scent of her womanhood. She used her nose to part the outer lips. The aroma of her pussy grew stronger and Connie reached out her tongue and licked from the bottom of the slit up to the top. Marie groaned and opened her legs.

She parted the outer lips with her fingers and examined the labia minora, the flower-like inner lips that held the tiny clit under an umbrella at the top.

"So pretty," she said and circled her tongue around the inside of Marie's pussy. Marie squirmed on the bed, reached down and lightly laid her fingers against Connie's head caressing her hair.

"Has a girl ever eaten your pussy before?" She asked and looked up at Marie. Marie didn't look down; she simply shook her head from side to side.

"Do you want me to eat your pussy?"

"Yes," Marie managed to say in a breathless word.

Connie buried her face into Marie's open vagina and stabbed her tongue in as deep as she could reach. She swirled it around drinking in the nectar, licked around and around and up and down from Marie's ass hole to her clit.

She pulled the clitty hood up and away exposing the swollen pearl and took it in her mouth. Marie flinched and twitched. The muscles of her belly spasmed and her legs shook uncontrollably. Her hips bucked.

Connie sucked her clit until Marie exploded in an orgasm. She screamed, moaned and groaned. She thrashed from side to side, and a second climax rolled through her.

While Marie panted on the bed, Connie removed her shoes and jeans, climbed on the bed and scissored Marie slamming her cunt into Marie's pussy. Marie screamed again. Ana emerged from Connie's dripping pussy and slid into Marie's hot oily hole. Marie half sat up and stared at Connie.

"Holy fucking shit," Marie said as Ana slid back and forth inside the two women. Connie felt a profound connection to Marie, but she ached for Kat.

"She is with us, dear Connie," Ana said. "Marie, Kat is with us too. Kat, meet Marie. Fuck each other my children."

"Kat," Connie cried out and Ana brought them all to a mind numbing orgasm that left Connie and Marie in a post orgasmic faint. They lay pussy to pussy for a long time. Finally Connie stirred and reluctantly pulled her wet vagina away from Marie. When their pussy lips parted, Marie groaned in disappointment.

"Come on, angel," Connie said and playfully slapped Marie on the ass. "Let's take a shower and we'll get some sleep." She thought of Kat and felt the longing. She would have cried, but she stifled the emotion and walked into the bathroom. 

Kat, I love you so much.

She could feel the love from Kat coming back to her, and she smiled. That would have to do.





The Devil Dykes Ch. 06



Kat deepens her connection with the North Wind. Things really heat up at the Lucky Eight Ball Saloon. The Elementals start arriving where least expected.

*

When the elevator doors closed, Kat inserted her key next to the Penthouse button and tapped it with her finger. She looked at Roberta and smiled. She reached up and curled a strand of Roberta's hair around one of her fingers.

"So what happens now?" Roberta asked. Kat brushed the back of her fingers against her cheek.

"It amazes me how quickly you surrendered to this," Kat said and leaned against her. She inhaled deeply. "You smell very good."

"I...," Roberta struggled for the right words. "It just felt right on, that's all; like I waited my whole life for that moment."

"You did. Now you know it. The same goes for me." Kat brushed her lips across Roberta's neck.

"We don't believe in coincidences or free will. We're being swept along by the winds of the Spirit. You and I have been blown together now. The wind from the South has met the wind from the North, and we are held at bay, suspended in each other's...embrace."

Kat pinned Roberta against the elevator cab. Her mouth softly caressed its way along her jaw line until their lips met. It was a light, feathery kiss. Just the tip of her wet tongue brushed over Roberta's lips. Kat stared into her eyes.

"You've never been with another woman before, have you?" she said leaning away from her.

"I kissed a girl once in college during a drunken frat party. Does that count?"

Kat laughed.

"That's called a start." She moved away and took Roberta by the hand.

"Sooo...are you okay with the...girl on girl sexuality thing?"

"I...I don't know. If that's the program then...I guess, yah. Something is telling me to following this path where ever it leads." Roberta squeezed Kat's hand.

"That something telling you to follow would be me." Roberta heard Ana's melodious voice inside her head and she caught her breath. Her eyes widened and she stared at Kat.

"The greatest energy two people can generate is through the sexual union. Our purpose requires a great deal of energy."

The elevator doors opened and they stepped out into the foyer. Roberta was out of breath and she held a hand against her chest. Kat put her key in the front door but didn't open it.

"Describe the energy body to Roberta," Ana said.

"Wait a minute," Roberta said. "I'm hearing...Ana? Right?" Kat Nodded.

"It's all me my precious Roberta."

Ana's coiled energy stirred inside her womb and Roberta dropped are attaché case and clutched her stomach. She stared at Kat.

"Do you hear her too?" Kat nodded.

"I mean do you hear what she says to me?" Kat nodded and smiled.

"Roberta, Kat is now going to repeat what I'm about to say. Kat stand in the middle of the foyer."

Roberta's jaw dropped when Kat calmly walked to the center of the small vestibule.

"Hold your arms out to your side, Katherine." Kat stretched her arms out. Roberta tilted her head to the side like a puppy seeing something for the first time.

"Let's tell our dear Roberta about the energy body."

"If you hold your arms out to the side," Ana said.

"If you hold your arms out to the side," Kat repeated.

"Your finger tips reach the edges of your energy body," Ana said.

"Your finger tips reach the edges of your energy body," Kat repeated.

Roberta broke into a big grin.

"Okay girls," she said. "I accept it. I don't understand it, but I accept it."

"The spirit world is as real as the physical world," Ana said. "Science is just beginning to prove it with the new quantum physicists. Now, dear Katherine, you describe the energy body to the precious North Wind."

Kats arms remained out to her side. She turned from side to side.

"The energy body is just about this big." She raised her arms over her head.

"It's up here and all around. We're like a cocoon of iridescent filaments ranging from amber color to silvery white. Squint your eyes, Roberta. It diminishes the visual input so that Ana can assist you in seeing pure energy."

Roberta squinted her eyes and Ana moved inside her causing her to swoon. Ana's serpentine shadowy form slid out of Roberta's groin area. Roberta fell back against the wall and clutched her midsection. She stared wide eyed at the sights before her.

"Focus on me," Katherine said. "Ana will help you see my energy body." After a few minutes, Roberta gasped.

"I see. Katherine...you're so...beautiful."

"There are two shimmering lines of color in Kat's filaments," Ana said. "See the pale amber band running horizontally at her waist? And out on the fringe, a very faint magenta shimmers."

"Katherine," Roberta whispered in awe.

"Your energy body has an overall amber glow," Kat said. "At the very center it's a bright white. You're magnificent."

"Okay," Ana said. "Pay attention to Kat now." Roberta opened her eyes and focused on Katherine's physicality. She looked so beautiful in her business suit. Kat kicked off her pumps and spread out her bare feet. Roberta noticed, for the first time, the tattooed tail of a snake on the inside of her thigh just below her hem line.

"Everything, including our bodies, is energy," Kat said and lowered her arms. "It vibrates at an infinite number of frequencies. One frequency manifests that energy as the physical world, just as varying frequencies give rise to all the different colors in the light spectrum. The same energy vibrates at rates that create radio waves, x-rays, ultraviolet and infrared rays, sound, on and on. It's all the same stuff, just vibrating faster or slower to produce different appearances and functions.

"That energy is a hyper lateral, unbroken field matrix that manifests every form, seen and unseen, in this and many other Universes. Our energy bodies are connected to the field matrix in two ways.

"A central rod of very fine energy makes up our core. It's the energetic counter-part to what a religious person would call a soul. It contains the hyper frequency data that defines who we are as separate individuals. The perineum, the spot between our genitals and our anus, has a band of filaments that descends out of the bottom of the central core and connects to the earth's energy field. A similar band of filaments extends out of the top of our heads and connects to the greater field at large."   

Kat paused and smiled. She raced across the room and planted a quick kiss on Roberta's lips.

"How we doing?" She asked.

"I'm listening," she said and kissed Kat back with an equally quick peck. Kat moved back a couple of steps.

"Okay, how am I doing Ana?"

"Excellent. Continue."

"All these vertical filaments of energy that make up a living human body, slowly turn. For women, they turn in a counter-clockwise direction. We're electro-magnetic dynamos receiving and generating energy. The average human has no awareness of this process. Just like breathing. Who thinks about it until they can't do it?

"Ana is teaching us how to understand this energy, harness its power and use it for..." Katherine stopped and thought about what to say next.

"Ana, why are we learning this?" Ana's laughter sounded like tiny bells ringing.

"To gain the necessary power and control to takes us all, as a group, on a very important and wonderful adventure across the Universe."

Suddenly Ana's presence filled their sexual organs. Ana contracted her body and pulled the two women face to face. Their feet floated just about the carpet as their bodies collided. The intense sexual pleasure was instant and they both shivered and held on tightly.

Kat fumbled behind her until her hand found the door lever. She gave it a push and it swung open. In spite of their ragged breath, they mashed their lips together in a deep, hard kiss. They stumbled into the apartment kissing, groaning and giggling as Ana moved in and out of their pussies.

"Ooooo, Katherine," Roberta almost screamed. "I don't believe this is happening." When she saw the view of San Francisco bay over Kat's shoulder, she gasped. Kat squatted slightly and hocked her hands under Roberta's butt.

"Lock your legs around me," she whispered as she hoisted her up in her strong arms. Roberta hung on Kat with a grin. She wrapped her legs and arms around the South Wind.

"I've never felt like this before," Roberta said. Kat smiled and softly kissed her, exploring her mouth with her tongue. Roberta responded in kind.

"You haven't felt anything yet."

Kat carried her into the master suite and laid her on the bed.

"I want to show you something," Katherine said. She reached behind her, unhooked the top of her dress, and pulled the zipper down. She rolled her shoulders forward and the dress fell to the floor. Kat was naked. Roberta sat up on her elbows. Her mouth fell open.

The tail of the snake ran up Kat's thigh. It coiled above her hairless pubic area, coiled again around her naval, and wrapped around her back. Kat turned so that Roberta could see everything. One coil looped down over a butt cheek and back up disappearing into an arm pit. Kat raised the arm. Besides the snake passing through and wrapping around her bicep, Roberta could see a fine, almost invisible patch of blond hair. She looked so incredibly sexy.

As Katherine turned back facing Roberta, she saw the snake reemerge, curl under one small breast and face outward between her perfect pouty nipples. The artistry was so impeccable; the looked three dimensional.

Kat came to the bed, placed her knees on the edge and on either side of Roberta's legs. Her pussy lips opened and glistened with moisture. Roberta stared at her crotch unable to look away. The labia majora was puffy with no hair and beyond those lovely lips she could see the pink and delicate labia minora. Finally tearing her eyes away from Kat's pussy, she looked up into the face of the snake. Kat fell forward with her hands on each side of her shoulders and stared into Roberta's eyes. Roberta stared at the snake.

Kat slowly unbuttoned Roberta's blouse and peeled it open. She had large voluptuous breasts. Kat felt a little trickle of juice roll out and down her leg. As much as she loved Connie, she could feel Roberta was filling all her nooks and crannies with shear perfection. She had never felt this connected before.

Connie, I love you, but this... The thought raced out to the West Wind.

I know, baby. It's okay. She heard Connie's voice. I feel the same way toward Marie. I love you. We are all one.

Roberta gasped and looked into Kat's eyes.

"I heard that," she said breathlessly.

"Because we are all one," said Ana in her musical tones. "Dear precious ones, it's time to unite." The command went out to all four.

Katherine wasted no time removing Roberta's clothes. She almost tore them off her, and Roberta helped. They grunted and giggled until their naked bodies were locked in a blissful embrace. They groaned and cooed as they kissed and caressed each other's sweet sensitive places. Which for Roberta at that moment, was anywhere Kat touched her. Ana was deeply lodged inside their vaginas, slowly moving in and out. In fact, her powerful spirit body filled four wet, needy vaginas at once.

In Fountain Springs, Connie stood behind the bar and Marie sat on of the bar stool when Ana struck. She penetrated the East and West winds, and immediately, all four were untied in a sexual embrace like nothing they could have imagined.

Kat and Roberta lay scissored together in a vaginal kiss grinding their burning pussies together.

"I can feel them! Oh God, Katherine. I can feel you all."

I love you Roberta. She heard three voices in unison.

Kat lay back on the bed with her eyes closed. She felt Connie and Marie inside her. She looked up at Roberta. Roberta raised her head. Her face was contorted in blissful pain.

"Let's us all cum together," Ana said over and over. It was a song that almost erupted from their lips. "Let's us all cum together."

Kat gripped Roberta's hip and humped against her. She could feel Ana's body stretching her cunt open wide, even though it had no physicality. Her clit pounded against Roberta's.

Connie and Marie were separated by the bar. Fortunately, they were along inside the Lucky Eight Ball. Connie swiped her hand across the bar surface sending the glasses flying. She reached over and pulled Marie closer. Marie literally climbed the bar, and Connie pushed her on her back and tore her shorts off. Marie's pussy was awash in sexual excitement.

Connie unsnapped her pants and kicked them away. She climbed up and the bar slamming her cunt into Marie's and fell back against the hard wood as Ana penetrated them both uniting them with Kat and Roberta.

"Let us all cum together." Ana's song rang in all their heads. Connie power humped her pussy against Marie. Marie began to pant and whimper.

Roberta grabbed Kat's hips and humped back.

"Katherine. Good God!" She moaned and groaned each time their clits rubbed together in the increasing wetness.

"That's it, Robbie," Kat moaned. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me."

"Connie! I'm going to cum," Marie cried out.

"Me too, baby. Fuck me." Connie pictured Kat in a similar embrace with Roberta and she smiled. I love you all.

"I love you too," Marie said.

"Ahhhhhhhh," Kat cried out as the orgasm began its journey from her fingers and toes toward their dripping, inflamed vaginas. I love you too.

""I'm cumming, Katherine. I'm cumming." Roberta began to experience seizure like spasms all over body. And I love you all.

"Let us all cum together."

Ana's body felt like it was rotating around faster and faster inside the vagina's of the four winds. They felt her in the exact same way. When the orgasm came, it was a whirlwind of energy that spun them into a blissful unconsciousness. The last thing each of them heard was a crescendo of symphonic like music with Ana's voice pronouncing her love for her four precious winds.





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"Me Animal; you Lynn," she said growling. Once they started kissing, Sherrie and Jennifer turned away and started up the trail for the waterfall.

Animal lay on her back as Lynn straddled her hips. She caressed the sides of her face gazing into her blue eyes.

"Do you like Animal?"

"I don't like Animal. I love Animal," Lynn said running a finger tip over Animal's lips.

"Animal loves Lynn too."

"I know," Lynn said. "How could you not love me when you have these to play with." She pulled her top off over her head and lowered her large, dark breasts to Animal's waiting mouth. Before the stiffened nipple touched her, Animal stuck out her tongue and circled it around Lynn's areola.

"Oooo, suck on it my love," Lynn whispered.

She sucked the nipple into her mouth and caressed the soft, silky skin of Lynn's back.

"Animal loves your titties, Lynnie."

"I love when you call me Lynnie."

"My beautiful, wonderful Lynnie," Animal said moving from one breast to the other. "Guess what else Animal loves about Lynnie."

"My butt?"

"Yes, but something even more."

"My legs?"

"Even more."

"Tell me love. Tell me what Animal loves about Lynnie." The sensation of Suzie sucking and licking Lynn's nipples made her pussy weep with arousal. She could feel it seeping through the material of her panties and jeans.

"Animal loves the sweet taste of Lynnie's pussy when she cums."

"Oh, baby," Lynn groaned almost cumming. She rolled onto her back pulling Animal on top of her.

"Put that magical tongue inside me, love," she begged.

Animal unsnapped Lynn's jeans and pulled them down, dragging the panties with them. She gazed at her partner's dark, hairy cunt, pushed her knees up and back inhaling the wonderful aroma of Lynn's arousal.

Lynn started into the sky as Animals tongue parted the labia, licked circles around the inner lips passing over her swollen, hot clitty and then buried her infamously long tongue into her vagina.





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"Great, " Jennifer said, kissed each of them goodbye and walked off down the trail in the dark.





The Devil Dykes Ch. 07



Kat returns to The Springs with Roberta. Animal finds something lost. The Circle comes full circle. The Dark Ones try again.

They brought as many containers as they could carry. They totaled thirty gallons of water from the falls. Ana had them dribble it out in a small steady stream all around the bed and breakfast.

"Why are we doing this?" Lynn asked. They all stood in the driveway milling about. Connie walked away and looked back at them. She began to sway from side to side. Her eyes were squinted and she held out her hands like she was riding something between her legs.

Ana had commanded her to view the energy bodies of Lynn and Animal. She felt Ana slide down from her comfy nest in her womb and slither out of her vagina creating pleasure waves to that rippled up from her pussy and rolled up across her body. It almost seemed that she was in a constant state of arousal. Ana's head darted in and out of their luminous fibers of energy, sending the sight to Connie's entranced vision. Connie started laughing. It was all so delightful.

"I knew this," Connie said out loud. "Deep down inside, this was so predictable."

"The rule says you have to find them yourself."

"This is just seems too convenient, Ana."

"There are no conveniences. Everything has purpose. Your coming here was designed before any of you were even born. This is our destiny. We were born to be here, now."

"Whoooa," Lynn growled. "What the fuck are you doing Connie?" She only heard Connie's half of the conversation.

Connie's attention snapped back into her body. When her eyes focused on Lynn she laughed at the confusion and ran to the frightened woman. Animal put her arms around Lynn, but she didn't have a clue why Lynnie was scared.

"Lynn, listen to what I'm about to say," Connie put her hands on her arms. "Just listen. This is going to sound completely wacho, but hear me out.

"Those two women today are witches from another dimension; another world." Lynn rolled her eyes and Connie held her hand up. She looked at Animal with a help-me-out plea. Animal wrapped her arms around Lynn. She trusted Connie.

"Lynn, we all are witches." She felt Ana's serpentine spirit form slide out of her cunt once again. She shivered as Ana rubbed over her clit. Damn, that feels good! 

"Right now, our Spirit Guide, an anaconda snake, is entering your body through your...pussy." She looked up at Animal. "And you too, Animal." Lynn's eyes became wide when she felt her vagina suddenly feel hot, full and incredibly aroused. Animal grunted and buried her face in Lynn's neck. Holy crap!

"Our bodies are joined together. Not just you and me, but all of us. Feel Ana bring us to a wonderful big oh." Connie swooned. Lynn closed her eyes and exhaled one word, "Shiiiiit." They all steadied themselves clutching at each other. The urge to kiss and caress was overwhelming.

"Love each other," Ana said. They all had heard her and obeyed, even Lynn and Animal. Lips found lips, tongues darted in and out of salivating mouths, and hands filled themselves with breasts; vaginas wept and quivered at the touch of loving fingers.

"Lynn and Animal, we are a spiritual circle of warriors." Ana began her explanation in her musical voice. "There are many other circles, and in time you will all unite to battle the Dark Ones, entities much like us except they come from another dimension with the purpose to destroy our world of light and love. You met two of them today. The war has begun.

"Connie is ruled by the spirit of the West Wind; Marie is the East Wind; Kat is the South Wind, you know her as Witchy, Animal, and Roberta, soon to arrive with Kat, is the North Wind. The meaning of all this will be made clear to you in time.

"Sherrie and Jennifer are Elementals, as are you two. Sherrie is Water, Jen is Air, Lynn you are Earth and Animal you are Fire. 

"It is the unique configuration of all your energy bodies that when united, forms a circle of power that can defeat the Dark Ones' purpose and close the rift in the membrane that separates our worlds. Believe it or not, and you will in time, our world depends on what you do. I call you the new Amazons, spiritual warriors, protectors of the Light and Scouts of our beautiful planet."

Lynn finally found her voice. The orgasmic rush she felt while Ana talked subsided, but she still twitched with aftershocks. Animal's strong arms felt so good.

"Who are you ...Ana? I hear the others call you Ana. Where did you come from?"

"I am the oldest living spiritual entity on the planet. I commune with the spirit of the Earth. Some call her Gaia, but her true name has been lost to antiquity. My spirit form is the anaconda snake, and I am Queen of Amazonia. You are the new Amazons. It has taken many life times and many lives to get us to where we are today. I love you all so dearly. You give me an entrance into the physical world and I give you entrance into the spirit world. We give hope that Gaia, and all her inhabitants, will continue to live in the light and love most of you take for granted. When we unite sexually, our power deepens and expands. In time, you will learn to connect directly to Gaia."

It was very dark and the head lights coming down the driveway started a ripple of panic.

"Stop! It's okay," Connie yelled. She knew who it was. They gathered behind her and waited. Connie had a huge grin on her face as the van pulled up almost touching her. When Kat turned the key and the lights went out, Connie raced around to the door and caught her in her arms before Kat's feet hit the ground. Connie squealed. Kat lifted her up and twirled her around. Their lips came together in a hungry kiss. The feel of Kat's hard body next to her lit the flame inside her. Connie's soft, wonderful curves gave Kat what she had been longing for. She loved those curves. She loved Connie.

The rest crowded around Roberta, hugging, kissing and making her feel welcome.

"Alright children," Ana said. "It's time to deal with the two Dark Ones that Animal so swiftly dispatched."

**********

It looked like an old abandoned barn, withering away in the desert sun. The roof and walls were rusted corrugated metal sheeting. It was well off of any major road or highway. A black van with a cracked windshield sat parked next to the door. 

"You stupid fucking cunts," a disembodied voice said, somewhat like Ana's voice only darker, masculine and very angry. "How did this happen? If I could come there and do it myself, I would. You are the front line. How in the name of Dark Star did this happen?"

"My lord," one of the Dark Ones went to one knee.

"Get the fuck up and tell me how a simpleton human could kill your sisters, Q? And you drove away with your cunt puckered up between your legs!" Their Spirit Guide was furious. Q3 stood back up. 

"She was so strong, my Lord. Not like other humans." Q3's voice cracked. Her Spirit Guide, an ancient spider, roared. The tiny vortex he spoke through opened to the size of a dinner plate. Q3 suddenly felt pulled into the swirling mass of crackling energy. When she slammed against it, her body folded in half. The sound of her breaking bones and her screams echoing around the inside of the building and made Q4 shiver and cringe. A fountain of blood gushed out as Q3 was torn apart and pulled through the opening, but even the blood was sucked in and followed her lifeless corpse back to the other side before it could spill on the floor. The energy circle closed to its former size.

Q4 staggered backward and clutched her stomach. She wanted to vomit. Her whole body trembled.

"Get a grip, bitch," the harsh voice commanded. "You're a trained warrior. Can you handle what needs to be done?"

Q4 stammered and desperately tried to get her fear under control.

"Well can you, cunt?"

"Of course, my lord Rachnid." She stood up straight regaining her full composure. "Thy will be done."

"That's more like it. I'm sending the Z sisters through. Lead them to the anaconda's bitches and get the job done. I want the witches dead and the snake slut dragged back to me kicking and screaming."

The energy vortex expanded a little, and one after the other, the Z sisters hurled out head first, diving from one world to the next. They were naked. As each one passed through the portal and hit the floor, they curled up in little balls and safely rolled to their feet. Q had only met them once before, but their reputation was flawless. Besides being incredibly beautiful, they were fierce, merciless combatants. They looked identical. Tall, muscular, no body fat, short black hair and gorgeous caramel colored skin. Z1 was the first through the vortex and she greeted Q4 with a hug.

"My sex is yours," she greeted Q4 in the customary fashion and placed her hand on her leather covered crotch.

"My sex is yours," Q replied in kind gripping Z1 bare cunt. Z2 joined them with the same greeting; however Z2 tore their fellow warrior's clothes off her. The force of the tug pulled Q into an embrace, and the three wrapped their arms around each other. Their lips came together in a hard, wet kiss.

"Going through the portal always make me want to fuck," Z2 said running her fingers between Q's legs. Q4 moaned and groped for Z2's dark, moist center.

Q parted Z1's cunt lips and slid her middle finger inside. With her other hand, she did the same to Z2. She fingered both dark beauties, rubbing over their clits. They continued to kiss; three tongues lapping and licking each other. The two sisters groaned and squealed as Q brought them to a quick and powerful orgasm.

As soon as they relaxed, the Z sisters went to work on Q. One knelt in front of her and buried her face in Q4's wet sex. The other sucked on her nipples. Q's skin was a pale porcelain color, and the contrast with the two dark sisters excited them all the more.

"Oh shit, this feels good," Q4 moaned. "I wish our lord's spider body could be inside us now." The only thing about him that could come through the portal was his voice. If he had been there, his eight scratchy legs would have been flaying around inside their cunts without mercy, and his sharp teeth would be nibbling on their clits.

The Z sisters did not respond. Their mouths were too busy, but they too missed their lord's sexual abilities. While Z1 clamped her lips around Q's clit sucking it into her mouth, Z2 nibbled on her nipples much like Lord Rachnid would do. Q held one head to her breast and one to her cunt. She screamed when she climaxed flooding Z's mouth with her juices.

"Alright my little bitches, that's enough," Lord Rachnid said. "Get your clothing on and finish this mission. If the anaconda whore is too much for you, I at least want a circle of dead witches. Do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord," they said in unison.

"We'll take this world, or YOU will die trying." His emphasis on the word, YOU wasn't lost on the three Dark Ones. They stared at each other and put their fists together.

"Death to all," they shouted.

**********

Ana's plan was simple. There was too much of her energy at the Lucky Eight Ball, and it was no longer safe there for Connie or any of the new Amazon warriors. Her scent would easily lead the evil ones back. She instructed them to place the dead women in Connie's upstairs bedroom, dress them in Connie's clothes, put her identification on one of them, remove anything Connie wanted to keep, and then burn it to the ground.

The job fell to Animal and Katherine. They were the strongest. Shortly after midnight, Jennifer and Roberta drove Kat's van with the two dead Dark Ones into town and dropped them off with Animal and Kat. Kat had a list of things Connie wanted. 

There were two weapons taped to the underside of the bar; a 357 handgun and a short barrel 12 gauge shotgun. She had $12,000 hidden in a box under the upstairs floor boards, various items of clothing and a necklace that belonged to her mother. Marie had only a suit case filled with clothes. Jennifer brought it all back to The Springs and they waited. Katherine and Animal would return on foot over the back trail.

Two hours later, one of them saw an orange glow on the horizon in the direction of Fountain Springs. Connie didn't want to see it. She sat on the back porch with Marie at her side clutching her hand. Marie put her arms around her, kissed her cheek and said, "I never thought I'd ever say this before to another woman, but I love you so much, Con." 

Connie smiled at her, placed her hand lovingly against Marie's face and nodded her head.

"Me too." She kissed Marie's soft, sweet lips.

After Kat and Animal returned over the back trail, they all gathered in the dining room. "It's time to fix Animal," Ana said after she brought them all together in a circle.

"Fix Animal?" Lynn said with a shocked tone to her voice. "She doesn't need to be fixed. I love her just like she is."

"I love her too, Lynn, just like she is, but the only person brain damaged is the doctor who diagnosed her." Lynn said no more, but Animal spoke up.

"Are you saying the accident didn't ruin my brain?"

"Your brain is not ruined, my precious one. The trauma from the accident caused your soul to fragment. A piece of your core energy was broken off. It is still there, where you lost it at the accident site. It's a common occurrence when a person has been through a traumatic experience. I think it's time to go find Animal's lost soul part. It's time she comes home. 

"Trust me; you're going to need it. You dealt a terrible blow to the Dark Ones, my dear child. They'll come after you." As Ana spoke, Lynn laced her fingers in Animal's hand and squeezed.

Animal started to rise.

"Wait, my sweet," Ana said. "This will take some planning. I would rather you all travel together, but most of you have little combat skills and are mere novices at spiritual warrioring. Animal and Katherine will go find the lost soul part. Power flows through the earth from South to North. Since Kat is the South Wind, and her warrioring skills have been honed, she and the Fire Elemental, our precious Animal will go alone. The rest of you have to learn to fight."

They all felt it at the same time. Ana's attention suddenly went somewhere else.

"Ana," Kat said jumping out of her chair. "What is it?"

"Ahh," Ana replied. "The spirit has a little surprise for us. We have been lacking two additional members to our merry little band, and I believe one is about to arrive. Our first Scout is entering the driveway."

"Scout?" Most of them said it in unison looking at each other.

"Every circle requires two Scouts. The configuration of their energy bodies doesn't matter. They just have to show up at the right time."

At that moment, a car did indeed roll down the driveway and park next to the bed and breakfast. Sherrie screamed. The car door opened and Donna stepped out. Sherrie tore through the front door and rushed into her friend's arms.

"What are you doing here?" Sherrie jumped up and down.

"I couldn't stay away. I got half way to no place I wanted to be and turned around."

"I'm so happy," Sherrie said, took Donna's hand and faced the little group of witches.

"Look everybody, Donna is back."

"Okay," Donna said. "So here's the deal." She didn't recognize all the faces, but she spoke up candidly. "I like to fuck a man once in a while. Sorry! If that grosses anybody out, well...I just can't help myself. Girls are okay," she said and hugged Sherrie. "And I think I could use to it, but there's something about a long, hard..." Sherrie cut her off.

"You're a Scout."

"I..." Donna looked at her quizzically. "I'm a what?"

Sherrie faced her and took her hands.

"Just listen for a minute." Sherrie closed her eyes and concentrated on Ana's snake form. She felt her slide out of her vagina sending a little shiver up her spine. After a few moments she looked into Donna's eyes. The look on Donna's face almost made her giggle, but Sherrie stifled the urge.

Donna shuddered and suddenly felt incredibly aroused and very confused. Something long, slick and soft was inside her, and it felt strangely connected to Sherrie. A rush of embarrassment and arousal swept over her. She started breathing heavy. Sherrie smiled.

"It's a long story how it happened," she said to Donna. "But all of us here are...witches." Donna frowned at the same time Ana moved in and out of her heated sex. "At least that's what Ana calls us, among other things."

"I also call them Amazons," Ana said now able to speak directly to Donna. Donna flinched at the strange voice in her head. It was unlike any she had ever heard. It was more like singing than actual speaking. Donna wanted to touch herself very badly. She wished she could explore what was happening to her.

"You can touch yourself, precious Donna," Ana said. "In fact, I think that would be a good idea." Donna shuddered. Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own. It slid across the front of her jeans and curled under and between her legs. She moaned.

"Sher, what's happening to me?" Sherrie pulled Donna against her and whispered in her ear.

"Ana is our spirit guide. She's a snake. That is, her spirit form is a snake, and right now, she is inside your pussy, my pussy and everyone else's pussy." She giggled.

Donna looked at the others. They all had their hands gently fondling their own sex. Donna felt like she had fallen into a bizarre Fellini film. She frowned again.

"This can't be!" At that moment, Ana began to fuck them all in earnest. Donna gasped and clutched Sherrie. Her hips began to rock. She wasn't humping Sherrie. She was humping Ana. Now she could really feel it.

"Oh my god," she groaned out.

"Yessss," Ana hissed. "Surrender Donna. We need you. Something very important is happening. This isn't just about a group of freaks fucking an invisible snake. The spirit has designated you a Scout." Ana's intensity increased. Most of the women sat down on the porch. Animal and Lynn clung to each other. Sherrie groaned in Donna's ear. 

"Let's all cum together," Ana said. And they did. Donna convulsed in Sherrie's arms as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her; it swept over each of them in their union of orgasmic bliss.

And then the black van with a cracked windshield came roaring down the driveway. The Dark One driving pointed the vehicle at Donna's back and floored it. A huge demonic grin played across her face. When it met the line of spring water they had sprinkled out the night before, it crashed like it had hit a brick wall. The driver and one passenger splattered up against the inside of the windshield. A third Dark One fell over the seats on top of her fellow warriors. The front of the van folded up and the remaining windshield glass collapsed into millions of pieces. The black clad women spilled out at the Amazons' feet. The two that had been in the front seat were unconscious and bleeding profusely. The third one tried to stand, but her injuries made her fall back into the dirt. She winced in pain and looked up helplessly.

"Well, well, well," said Kat, the boldest of them as she crouched down next to the one still conscious. The energy of her orgasms still filled her with warmth. "What have we here?"

"I can twist her neck," said Animal. Katherine laughed.

"That won't be necessary. I think a prisoner might be useful. Is that right Ana?"

Donna started to go into shock. The look of confusion and horror on her face made Sherrie lead her to a chair on the porch. Jennifer joined her.

"Yes, Katherine," replied Ana. "I think a prisoner might come in very handy. Take her to the garage and bind her securely."

Animal helped, and they carried the injured Dark One to the garage and tied her to a heavy steel workbench with fat nylon rope.

"Now let's see what we've got here," said Kat as she pulled a knife from the leather sheath of her belt. She started to cut the woman's pants away to examine one of her wounds but the dark skinned woman kicked at her and then winced in pain.




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"Stay still. I want to see how badly you're injured." Kat looked up at Animal. No words were needed.

Animal loomed over the Dark One and stared into her eyes.

"I snapped their necks just like that." Snap! She snapped her fingers next to the dark warrior's head and she jumped. For the first time, fear crept into her eyes. "Stay still."

Katherine cut away enough clothing to examine all her wounds. There were shallow cuts, contusions and her shoulder looked dislocated. They weren't serious and she sent Animal up to the house for a first aid kit. While she waited, she sat back in looked her over.

"Let's seduce her and see how strong her will is," said Ana inside Kat's head. Kat didn't answer immediately.

"How far do we take it?" She finally responded. Ana laughed.

"As far as it serves our purpose. May be we can turn her and learn all kinds of interesting information." Katherine understood. It was time to play a little intelligence game with this dark beauty.

Animal brought the first aid kit and left. Ana had already informed everyone of the plan. They sat in a circle in one room they had cleared of furniture. Ana threaded herself through their sexual organs and sent their combined energy and intent to Katherine. The experience almost made Katherine climax. She focused that energy on to her task at hand.

"Tell me where it hurts," she said with a tender voice. She placed her hand on the side of her face. The Dark One recoiled but held her gaze. Katherine smiled and ran her fingers over the woman's caramel colored skin and traced the outline of her lips.

"Relax. You're not going to be hurt. Besides being very beautiful, I can tell you're also very smart. You think I'm trying to seduce you in order to get you talk." Kat's fingers continued their journey across the woman's face. "Well...of course I am." 

Kat moved closer until their bodies were more in contact. The woman's hands were tied behind her back. Her voluptuous breasts were exposed when Kat examined her injuries. Her long muscular legs, now tied at the ankles and secured against the leg of the bench were drawn up and strained against the rope. Katherine placed her hand on the dark woman's leg and she twitched slightly. The Amazon warrior caressed the chocolate silky skin.

"Just because we're at war and you're our prisoner doesn't mean we can't have a little fun." Kat moved even closer and pressed against her. Her hand slid up the inside of her thigh. Their eyes remained locked in an intense gaze. The woman trembled as Katherine's rapid breath blew across her open lips and her legs parted a little inviting Kat's hand to roam higher up toward her growing heat.

"I've always liked dark meat," Kat said. Her lips moved against her tiny ear. She licked and blew against it. Another shudder rippled through the dark woman and she groaned. It was the moment Ana was waiting for.

She erupted out of Katherine and plunged into the Dark One's unsuspecting cunt.

"Ahhhhhhh," the dark warrior groaned. Everyone in the house groaned too. The Dark One parted her legs even more and arched her body against Katherine. Kat took one of her large breasts in her hand and caressed the fat nipple. The skin was as soft as a babies butt. Her nipples were erect and hard.

Ana moved in and out of both of the women. Katherine rode the waves of pleasure feeling the dark energy in the woman she was now united with. All the Amazons in the main building felt it too. She was repelled and attracted to her at the same time.

Kat fell on top of the Dark One and met her lips with a deep, wet kiss. There was no resistance from the dark beauty. Her body pushed up into Kat. Her tongue danced in Kat's mouth. She moaned when Katherine pinched and kneaded her large soft breasts. Kat slid her hand into the hot, oily folds of her cunt, running a finger up and down the wet slit of her labia. The Dark One squirmed under Kat and moaned when a finger parted her inner labia and slid into the burning channel of her sex.

They rocked and humped against each other as Ana fucked them both. Her serpentine body expanded and contracted, pressing against their clits with a rhythmic pulse of pressure. Katherine tried to fight the feeling, but as her orgasm washed over her in multiple waves of bliss, she felt a deep love for this woman she took as her enemy.

The Dark One screamed into Katherine's mouth as her climax ripped through tightly bound body. She convulsed and jerked against the ropes. Ana rubbed away any remnant of the spider spirit's energy, and the young black woman collapsed in the ropes and surrendered to the Amazon and her spirit guide. Her body twitched.

Katherine held her in her arms. She kissed her soft, full lips. She pulled her own clothes off and molded herself against the Dark One.

"Now what will you do with me?" asked the Dark One. Her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed. 

"Right now," Katherine replied, "I am going to loosen these ropes. They're cutting into your skin." She eased the tension on the ropes binding her ankles. There was rope burns were the Dark One pulled against them in her sexual frenzy.

"Look at this," said Katherine. The Dark One raised her head and looked at her feet. Kat ran her fingers gently over the marks on her ankles. She bent down and kissed them. 

"I'm sorry you're hurt. You shouldn't have driven your van in here like that. Surely you knew we would have a shield up." The Dark one's head rolled back and she closed her eyes again.

"Q was driving." She said. "That whole family is inept. I don't why they were ever trusted in the first place." She looked at Kat. "She was the last. My twin sister lies out there next her. Is she dead?"

Katherine lowered her eyes. She didn't forget she was playing the Dark One, but she still felt compassion for her loss and her current predicament. 

"I'm afraid so," said Katherine. She caressed the Dark One's leg. "What's your name?"

She didn't answer immediately. She stared at Katherine and pondered what the next move would be. She knew she was being played, but she also knew she was in too weak a position to offer any resistance. She contemplated the thrill of the sex she had experienced moments before. It was so different from her normal experience. With Lord Rachnid, it felt like the orgasm viciously clawed its way out of her clit. Just now, the climax was a soft, enveloping rush of indescribably beauty.

"I'm Z1. My sister is Z2."

"Z1, my name is Kat. Our spirit guide is a..."

"Snake; I know. We know much about you. Except for the incompetent Q sisters, Lord Rachnid sends in only his most informed warriors. My sister and I trained for the last five years. We learned how you talk; we studied your beliefs and imitated your cultural nuances. Lord Rachnid will destroy every member of the Q line for their stupidity. So what about me? Will I spend the rest of my days tied to this stinking bench to be raped over and over again by your snake?" Katherine laughed and ran her fingers through Z's wet sex. She didn't like the word rape, but she supposed it was fitting in this instance.

"We'll make you more comfortable, but I have to admit, your pussy is a tempting treat." She slid a finger in and out of Z bringing a new, oily seepage from the deep recess of her feminine center. Z1 moaned and squirmed a little under Kat's exploring finger. 

"Wouldn't you like my tongue down here, licking up all this sweet juice that's dripping out of you?" Z1 inhaled sharply. Her eyes were becoming glazed with the lust rising up inside her.

"And what about this," Katherine said taking Z's swollen clit in her finger tips. She pinched it making Z groan. "Wouldn't you like me to suck this yummy little pink pearl into my mouth and make you scream?"

"Please," was all Z could say. Katherine teased her clit, rubbing and pinching until the dark beauty threw her head back and cried out. Another lovely orgasm swept her away and she once again collapsed against the ropes. Sex in this world made it very tempting for her to surrender completely and tell Katherine anything she wanted to know.

The garage door opened and Sherrie and Jennifer joined them. Kat stood up and started putting on her clothes.

"This is Z1, ladies," said Kat. "Why don't you take her up to the main house and make her more comfy. She could use a bath, new dressing on her wounds and lots of..." Katherine leaned down, took Z's chin in her hands and turned her face up. She lightly pressed her lips against the dark woman. "...lots of love. Show her what sex is like on this side of her bubble. Fuck her silly." Kat chuckled and pinched one of Z's nipples. "Look at these," she said and turned to Sherrie and Jennifer. "Just begging to be sucked."

After Z1 was cleaned up and bound to one of the upstairs beds, the Amazons gathered again in a circle. Donna was sill feeling so uncertain what her roll was or how any of this could be happening.

"Donna, my precious child," Ana spoke threading herself in and out of their wombs, "I'll explain as much as I can while you, Animal and Kat go to find Animal's lost soul part. Animal and Katherine will search for the fragmented soul; you will do what a Scout does, keep watch. The Scout always keeps their attention grounded in the physical world. In this instance, Animal and Kat will need to be entranced in spirit vision as they search for Animal's lost energy fibers. Dear Donna, you'll be the set of eyes needed to keep them safe." 

Ana began to move in and out of their cunts. Donna was having a hard time imagining how they could all function being so sexually aroused all the time. All thoughts went out of her head as Ana slid over her stiff little clittie driving the sexual heat to a higher level.

"The accident site is many hours away. You'll need to get started soon. But for now, my children, take pleasure once more in our union." 

It felt like Ana was racing in a circle sliding from one wet, hot vagina to the next.

Ana had arranged them in a new and specific configuration. The four Elementals sat facing each other with their legs crossed at their ankles. Each of the four Winds sat between each Elemental with their backs turned toward the circle's center. Donna sat in the center.

"The four Elementals look into our circle signifying that their attention is on the spirit world. The four Winds look outward; their attention is focused on the world outside our circle. This Scout is at the center, able to watch for attacks from the spirit world. The final Scout will be outside the circle guarding against attacks from the physical world."

Ana began to fuck them all with a rapid and vigorous movement. It took Donna all her strength to keep from falling over.

"Let us all cum together," Ana began her song of orgasm. It was a chorus that played in all their heads while Ana's sensuous body moved in and out of her Amazon warriors.

"Let us all cum together." Ana climaxed with them. Her shudder down the full length of her serpentine body sent shock waves through each woman. It was a deep convulsive orgasm that roared around the circle in a tidal wave of ecstasy. Even Z1 felt it up stairs. Her vagina still clung to Ana's energy from the garage experience and she writhed on the bed held in a bondage that was becoming more and more endearing. This was so much better than Lord Rachnid's tearing and biting sex. She ached to touch herself; to be touched by Kat again. She would tell them, tell them anything and everything. She never wanted to go back. Z1 screamed and her sex spilled its juices out onto the bed.

They all screamed in one fashion or another. With hands clasp tightly, they climaxed over and over again. As Ana's movement slowed and they all began to recover, they fell onto their backs kissing and caressing whatever flesh they came in contact with; legs, bellies, breasts and the sweet, wet vortices between their thighs. Even Donna surrendered completely, kissing and licking her best friend's hot, puffy cunt lips. Sherrie put a hand on Donna's head. She was so happy she had returned and joined their circle.

"Katherine dear," Ana finally said, "Run up stairs. That poor thing is thrashing about and needs some attention." They all laughed knowing full well what she had experienced. Kat slowly stood up and head for the bedroom up stairs. The other Amazons continued to wallow in their body pile of sex.

By the time Katherine entered the bedroom, she was naked. Z1 looked up with an expression of sated lust on her face. When she focused on the tattoo snake winding around Kat's body, her eyes widened and she licked her lips. Kat smiled.

"Ana wants me to make sure you're okay. Are you okay?" Kat asked, sat on the bed and began caressing Z's foot and toes. Z shivered.

"I love being fucked by your snake," said Z1 breathlessly.

"Why don't you tell her? She's inside you now, just like your spider guide used to be."

Z laid her head back and closed her eyes. Ana spoke and she listened.

"The difference between sex with me and Rachnid is indicative of the differences between your world and ours. Listen to me dear Z1, ours is a world of light and love. Compare them. Do you want to live in darkness and death, or share in this beauty of light and love?"

"I don't know what to think or do. I just loved you inside me. Lord Rachnid is so...so..."

"Disgusting," Kat fished her sentence. "Let me show you how it is here."

Katherine crawled up between Z1's legs. She was so beautiful; a rich caramel colored flawless skin. She ran her fingers up and down Z's thighs. Z1 was spread eagle on the bed with her hands and legs tied to the bed frame legs at each corner.

"I've been dying to taste you," Kat said. She dipped down and rubbed her nose between the folds of Z's heated flesh. "Now that Ana's energy replaced the spider's stench, you smell like a flower."

No one had ever said anything like that to Z1 before. She supposed she never smelled like a flower before. Kat's tongue parted her outer lips, darted in and lapped up and down her wet slit gliding over her clit with each stroke. She reached up and cupped her hands around Z's breasts. 

"And you taste yummy," said the Amazon. "I think we'll all have to come up and have a taste."

She buried her face in the Dark One's cunt, locked her lips around her clit and sucked her to another orgasm. Her hips humped Katherine's face. It was all she could do except scream; and she did as the climax shot straight to her brain where she heard Ana's voice, 

"You belong to us now."

Ana sent Animal, Katherine and their new Scout out on the road. Animal's accident site was roughly four hours away between Cedar City, Utah and Las Vegas. Donna lay down in the back of the van as Anna described the world she had been thrust into.

"Our universe is a bubble. There are many bubbles out in the great unknowable. When two bubbles collide, a thin membrane forms between them, just as two soap bubbles side by side. We collided thousands of years ago, and our neighboring bubble is our direct opposite; a universe of darkness and death.

"Z1 came from a world that circles a dark star. Their counterpart to me is a spirit entity in the form of a great spider. His name is Rachnid. He is cruel, heartless and has one goal. He wants to enter our world and turn this beautiful planet, and ultimately our entire universe into a dark and cruel place.

"When our second Scout appears, you two will join together and serve the circle by watching over the Winds and the Elementals whenever their consciousness is directed into the spiritual dimensions."

The van slowed down and pulled to the side of the road.

"This is it," said Animal, threw open her door and stepped out. Kat and Donna joined her on the side of the road. Animal started scanning the terrain trying to reconstruct the accident in her head. She walked around and up and down, looking and thinking.

"Donna," said Ana, "Climb to the top of that rise on the other side of the road. You'll have a perfect vantage point to watch over them." Donna did as she was told, still feeling half blind on this strange adventure. From the small knoll where she stood, she could see up and down the road and Animal pacing below.

"We were on a big ride," Animal explained. "There were a lot of bikes. We came from that direction. I guess we were going about eighty. Totally out of no where, a coyote crossed in front of me, stopped for a second before scooting out of the way. It was too late for me. I swerved and my front wheel locked sideways. I hit...that rock." She ran over to a large sandstone boulder. "The scooter flipped and fell into...those rocks over there." Kat followed her to a rubble pile of sandstone.

"I don't remember anything else. They told me the bike was on top of me and my head smashed into the rocks."

"Squint your eyes, my dear ones," Ana commanded. "Let me show you Gaia's energy body and the lines of the world." Kat had seen this before, but it would a new experience for Animal.

They're eye lids became slits as they surrendered their attention to Ana's vision. One at a time, thin luminous lines of energy began to appear connecting every object in their field of vision. Suddenly the earth's energy body popped into view. It stood out from the surface of the earth waist high. It was a crackling, vibrating, scintillating glow of silver filaments of energy. It was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen.

"Look for it," Ana said. "A piece of you is here, Animal." Animal turned in circles. It was hard to concentrate with so much beauty assaulting her senses. Kat also turned eye balling the scene.

"What are we looking for, Ana?"

"It will be a different shade of color from Gaia's energy. Not very large. Maybe amber colored. Look for its glow."

Suddenly Animal yelled, "I see it." She ran to a faint glow shining up through Gaia's intense energy. Katherine ran to her side. It looked like an amber gem stone radiating a brilliant light.

"Katherine, pick it up and hold it to your heart." Katherine obeyed Ana, but her heart starting racing. Her legs shook and felt week. When her hands came in contact with the orb of amber light, she felt a wonderful warmth invade her body. She clutched it to her chest.

"Place your hands against Animal's heart and blow her fragmented soul into her."

Katherine held it out to Animal's chest. The amber light bled through her fingers as she pushed it against the tall Elemental. She took a deep breath and blew. The amber light instantly disappeared and Animal rocked back with a sharp inhale.

From her Knoll top position, Donna watched the scene. She didn't see Gaia's energy body, but the hair on the back of her neck stood out. Everything became clearer. The colors were sharper and brighter. She looked up and down the road. There was no one else. She turned a few degrees. A large cougar sat on an adjacent hill looking at Animal and Kat. She turned again to see an owl perched on a Saguaro cactus branch. A few more degrees around and she saw a lone coyote sitting on its haunches watching. She looked at Animal and Katherine.

Suddenly Animal fell to her knees. It looked like she was weeping. Kat went down next to her but made no attempt to touch the fire Elemental. After a few minutes, she jumped up and shouted, "Yes!" Animal threw her arms in the air. "Yes, yes, yes!" She started dancing around between the rocks. 

When Katherine blew the amber orb of light into Animal's chest, she felt an instant rush of knowledge come back to her. Everything she had struggled to remember for so long fell back into place like pieces of a puzzle falling from the sky. She was whole and complete. She grabbed Kat and hugged her twirling her around. It reminded Kat how strong and powerful Animal was. It was going to be good to have her back like this. Donna ran down from the hill, but Katherine and Animal, still entranced inside the massive cocoon of energy filaments Ana called the lines of the world, turned in circles laughing and hugging.




The Devil Dykes Ch. 07



"Guys! Guys!!" Donna said grabbing the girls by the arm. She jerked them around.

"Look." She pointed in front of her, and the cougar and the coyote sat a few feet away. The owl flew in, slowed it's descent with its large wingspan and gently lit on the cougar's shoulders.

"What the fuck?" Donna mumbled.

What Kat and Animal saw where three strange creatures of iridescent light with eyes that glowed the colors of the rainbow. Suddenly Donna gasped. The ground erupted with a shimmering vibration of white light. Thin threads of silvery light started shooting out from everywhere, connecting everything in a tangled gossamer web. A Little moan slipped out of her when the wild animals started to glow. Their light radiated out and intensified until their physical bodies were all but obscured. Their eyes began to shine like rainbows.

"Shiiiiit," she whispered. That's when they heard Ana's voice.

"These are your power animals. They are now your partners for life. Animal and cougar are now mated in spirit. Cougar will bring you added power and great stealth."

The cougar stood, walked up to Animal and merged into her energy body disappearing. A great gasp of air filled Animal's lungs. Her arms levitated.

"Dear Katherine and coyote are mated. Coyote will make you more crafty and cunning."

The coyote's glow was absorbed by Kat's energy and she too gulped a lungful of air and reeled. 

"Precious Donna, you are mated with the owl. She will bring you keen eye sight and great night stalking skills."

When the owl energy fluttered into Donna's chest she hovered ecstatically for several seconds a few inches of the ground. When her feet touched back down, they all blacked out.

**********

Lord Rachnid stood on the dais of his throne. The entire room was carved out of black obsidian glass and reflected the glow of the burning torches in eerie shimmering shards of light. His eight legs tapped up and down with clicking impatience. The surface of each of his many faceted eyes sparkled, and his fangs twitched back and forth. 

When the human couple entered, they knelt in front of him. The woman couldn't take her eyes off of him. The memories of her sexual encounters with her master stirred the heat in her moist center in spite of the horror of his appearance. The man kept his head lowered and cowered with fear. They were the parents of the failed Q sisters.

"Come to me, woman," he commanded. His voice sounded like raspy barking. 

She stood and climbed the steps. When she reached the top, Rachnid's spider form quickly morphed into the shape of a tall human. His eyes looked like obsidian. His hair was long, black and straight. His facial features were chiseled and bore a cruel smile. He parted his shiny robe and his cock hung down long and fat. Mother Q had seen it before. She knelt in front of him and gazed at its massive size.

"You know what to do," he said taking her head in his taloned fingers. "So get busy."

As she took his cock in her hands and raised the head up to her lips, Rachnid stared at her husband. She ran her tongue over the bulbous head kissing and licking her lord and master's amazing member. When she took it into her mouth, it began to grow fatter and lengthen filling with his hot, aroused blood. When it hardened to it full erection, he started fucking her face with long slow movements.

"Come here, boy," he grunted to father Q. The terrified man looked up but quickly turned his face away as he saw his wife's lips locked around Lord Rachnid's cock. The spider king's arm shot out like a rubber band. He clutched the top of the man's head and pulled him screaming up alongside his wife.

"I can see the source of your daughters' uselessness lies with your seed. Look at your wife," he roared. He twisted the man's head to force him to watch. Mother Q didn't dare look at her husband. She continued to slide her lips over Rachnid's throbbing cock head. She knew he was about to climax. His cocked swelled to twice its size in her mouth almost gagging her. While his one hand continued to grip the man, his other hand slid behind her head and pulled her close forcing his cock to the back of her mouth. He let out a loud rasping sound as his seed exploded down her throat.

With the second great spurt of his semen, he squeezed the man's head until the bones cracked and his talons sank into his brain. He tossed the twitching corpse aside and placed his bloody hand to her head. His hips twitching as he continued to fill her with cum. While his cock remained in her mouth, he screamed.

"Bring me the new recruits!"

**********

Donna was the first to awaken. Everything seemed normal. She jumped to her feet and looked up and down the road. They still seemed safe. Both Kat and Animal stood up at the same time. Animal was grinning from ear to ear.

"Hot damn," she proclaimed. "Let's get back and teach our girls how to kick some serious ass."

"Now we're talking," Kat said and slapped Animal's ass.

They climbed into the van, flipped around and headed back toward Fountain Springs. A few miles down the road, a lone figure stopped and stuck his thumb out for a ride. Kat slowed the van down to have a look.

"Stop for him," Ana said. Donna crawled up from the back to look. He was a tall, young man dressed in a camouflaged military uniform. A big duffle back was slung over his shoulder. His combat boots were dusty and scuffed. She rolled up to a stop and dropped the window. 

"Where you headed soldier?" Kat asked.

"I'm not a soldier, mam. I'm a marine."

"Well I'm not a mam, marine. So where are you from and where are you headed?" He smiled and chuckled.

"Sorry," he said. "We're trained to speak respectfully to women; especially three beautiful women in the middle of the desert when you're desperate for a ride." He put his duffle bag down and rubbed his shoulder.

"I've just returned from Afghanistan and I'm headed down that road." He pointed in the direction they were travelling. 

"Well, hop in the back, marine. I'm Kat, this is Animal and the pretty chick in the back is Donna." He looked at Animal and she made a growling face and playfully clawed a hand at him. He growled back and mirrored her hand. They all laughed.

He climbed through the side door, and Donna moved over to give him room. The floor of the van was covered with thick, plush carpeting. There were several large pillows that Donna brought to make the ride comfortable.

"Hi," she said. Damn! What a hunk. Her heart started to race. A tiny itch began to develop between her thighs. Her jeans were so tight, and the denim crotch pressed against her cunt making her squirm.

"Hi," he replied with a toothy grin. "I'm Mike." He took her hand and gently squeezed. His was hard and calloused. Donna blushed. The heat and moisture intensified inside her.

"I haven't slept in thirty-six hours. I apologize if I pass out on you guys. If I do and you need to kick me out, just wake me up carefully. I'm still a little jumpy. I was a hell hole of combat just two weeks ago."

"Here," Donna said. "Lay your head on my lap. It's the least I can do for the sacrifices you've been making." He smiled, turned and lowered himself down. He winced and grabbed his shoulder as his head fell back onto her crossed legs. The pressure against her crotch made her gasp inaudibly. 

"Is your shoulder okay?"

"It caught an Ak-47 round a couple of months ago. It's getting better though." He closed his eyes, and within a few seconds, he was gone. Donna stared down at him and ran her hand over his head of bristly short hair. He sighed softly in his sleep. When she looked up, Animal had turned in her seat and Kat's eyes peered at her from the rear view mirror. They both had a grin on their face.

"What?" Donna said.

"I think Donna's gonna get lucky tonight," Animal chuckled. "What do you think?" She turned to Kat.

"I think we found our other Scout. And I think Mike's gonna get lucky. You go for it, girlfriend. Just pretend Animal and I aren't here." The two in the front hooted with laughter. Donna shook her head as Kat reached around, grabbed the edge of a curtain and pulled at across behind the front seats. Animal briefly stuck her head through. 

"If you're not sure what to do with him, just ask. We'll tell you." She closed the curtain with their laughter.

"You two are terrible." 

But she looked down at Mike. A long jagged scar ran down his neck. She touched it and wondered what horror had created it. She put her hand against his chest. It was hard and muscled and touching him only oiled up the hot recess in her she wanted him to fill. God I want him, but I don't know...

"You'll have him my dear," Ana finally chimed in. "But the only way I can take him and bring him into our fold is when he's inside you. That's when I slide out of your precious womb and consume his energy core."

"You mean he won't even have a choice?"

"None of us do, sweet Donna. Now I think I need to take care of you. You're on fire."

Ana dropped down into Donna vagina and began sliding in and out and across her clit. Oh, shit! Katherine and Animal felt it too.

"Hey, I'm driving here," Kat moaned. Animal slid closer to Kat and popped open her jeans.

"Rise up," she whispered. Kat raised her hips and Animal slid them down to her knees. Her hand found Katherine's wet pussy and one finger slid in and caressed her clit. Kat couldn't stand it. She pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the engine. She took Animal in her arms. Their lips pressed together as Animal's finger rubbed Kat's slick, wet clit. Kat fumbled with Animal's pants.

"Get these down," she said frustrated. Animal stopped fingering Kat long enough to lower her pants. When they returned to their embrace, they fingered each other with equal intensity. 

Donna ran her hands over Mike's sleeping chest as Ana fucked her. After a few intense minutes, all three exploded in sweet, delicious orgasms. Donna's pussy wept through her jeans filling the back of the van with her sexual scent. The front of the van reached with the aroma of Kat and Animal's sated lust.

After a few more minutes, Kat started up again, pulled on to the road and continued to drive. Donna and Animal fell asleep.

"What's next, Ana?" Kat asked her spirit guide.

"Let's get all these people trained. Mike will be a great resource. Then we can meet up with the other circle you came in contact with. We need to plan a preemptive strike on Rachnid. And we need to get Z to show us where their portal is."



The Devil Dykes Ch. 08



Inside the world of Lord Rachnid. Z1 becomes Zonie. Here cum the Marines.



Lord Rachnid's primary residence was the deepest, darkest cavern on the planet Morbid. Morbid circled Dark Star, an extremely dense, neutron star which emitted such intense gamma radiation, that all life on Morbid lived miles below the lead alloy crust. It protected the dying planet's life from the unrelenting and inhospitable forces of the ancient collapsing star.

It hadn't always been this way. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Dark Star was still a vibrant, shining ball of stellar gas exciting life all across the surface of Morbid. As it exhausted its nuclear fuel, it fell into the natural course of a star's evolution. Scientific development on Morbid had progressed to the extent that a forewarning gave the inhabitants time to build vast underground cities. When Dark Star collapsed into the brooding aged neutron stage, life was well established below ground.

It was a hard life for all of Morbid's survivors. When it was discovered that two seemingly separate universes had collided, and the point of contact was within the planet Morbid, everything changed. The contact point in the other universe was a planet that still enjoyed surface life with a stable midlife star. That planet was Earth.

Rachnid crawled across the shiny obsidian ceiling of his throne room until he came to the entrance that led to The Great One's core domain. It was referred to as The Great One, the energetic body of Morbid itself, and of course The Great One existed everywhere on the planet. It was the conscious life force of Morbid much like Gaia was on Earth. Rachnid preferred to have his audience with The Great One at the planet core. The Great One's conscious energy was the strongest at the core.

He slipped inside the tunnel that led to the core and entered the vast empty cavern situated at the exact center of Morbid. It was a massive hole left by a bubble of gas five billion years ago.

"Rachnid," The Great One exhaled. It wasn't really words, but Lord Rachnid's personal power and advanced psychic abilities allowed him to translate Morbid's spiritual energy into conversation.

"My master, my life, my essence," Rachnid said and bowed respectfully on his eight long legs.

"You know you need not come to me and bow. We already and always are of one essence, spider. You know we are dying. I know you foolishly try and save yourself. Poor little spider."

"Master, we must try. We've come so far. Your life force is intrinsically tied to Dark Star's fate, but we have found an opening; a way into another universe."

The Great One started laughing uncontrollably. Rachnid waited impatiently until the master calmed down. When he started in again, The Great One cut him off.

"You think it's only I whose fate is tied to Dark Star? Rachnid, I assure you, you will never leave this dying body."

Rachnid stifled his anger, but he couldn't hide it from The Great One. Deep down inside, he knew his master could be right.

"So tell me of your plans, Lord Rachnid. I will advice you even if I know it is an ill-fated adventure fueled by your arrogance and vanity." The Great One, of course, knew all about the plans, but it was blessed with infinite patience and took delight in watching Rachnid burn off his vain and cruel energy. Unlike Lord Rachnid and the human inhabitants of Morbid, The Great One remembered how it was before the darkening. It remembered that once, life was filled with beauty, love and best of all, glorious light.

"Once I breach the other universe," Rachnid explained, "and take all my energy and life force through, you'll be there too because we are one. You can have your way with the one they call Gaia, and I'll rule on your behalf."

Rachnid's petty machinations bored the Great One and it turned its attention else where. It was several moments before Rachnid realized he was along. He grunted in resentment and stormed away.





The Devil Dykes Ch. 08



As he and Ana conversed, Mike put on his clothes.

"Okay then, where do I fit into this little fairy tale." He laced up his combat boots.

"I think it's time for you to meet the rest of the circle. Once we're all together, you'll feel the power we can generate. I'm sure you'll be impressed."

"You impressed the hell out of me with Donna."

"She's a lovely girl, and I can assure you right now, she is needlessly worried about how you feel. She is quite smitten."

"Well I don't know what I feel, but that was the best sex I ever had."

Inside The Springs, the Amazons had already formed their power circle. The four Winds formed the outer ring facing outward and aligned with the cardinal directions. The Elementals sat between each wind facing inward. Donna sat in the center and nervously watched the front door. They had all listened in on Mike and Ana's conversation. Sherrie reached over and took Donna's hand.

"It's okay, sweetie." She squeezed her hand. Sherrie sent a silent message to Mike.

"She's your girl now, buddy boy. You guys are stuck with each other." Donna frowned and Sherrie stuck her tongue out and laughed. Animal chimed in.

"We saw that van rockin'."

A ripple of giggles rolled around the circle as the front door opened and Mike walked in. They immediately composed themselves and sat upright. Mike stopped when he saw them laid out in their power circle. His eyes quickly found Donna. He nodded and winked at her with a little smile. A flood of relief washed over her.

"Ladies," he said and gave them a military salute." Ana tells me you're going amaze me with your power. So what do you want me to do?"

"Sit in the chair by the door," Katherine said and pointed. Mike sat down.

They all took a deep breath and closed their eyes. Mike felt something stir inside him. It started in his head. It was a tingling sensation at first and then a buzzing in his ears. He itched down the center of his body. The girls began to moan and gasp.

All of a sudden, Mike felt his sexual center become extremely aroused. His penis sprang to an immediate erection. The moaning and groaning grew louder in the power circle. Mike's eyes had involuntarily closed, but when his whole body felt like a stiff cock ready to explode, he opened them.

The Amazons were moaning loudly. Their hands were clasped and they swayed in a circular motion.

"Look at them," Ana said to him. He tried to focus on the circle.

Suddenly he saw what appeared like a snake. It swirled around and around and in and out of each woman's body. He saw it pass from the circle to his crotch and dive back into the Amazons.

The room filled with light. A funnel of scintillating light fibers seemed to rise up and whirl around Donna like a tornado. The top of the funnel bent toward Mike and in an instantaneous blast, it shot into his chest. His body began to convulse with a a massive orgasm. His semen erupted inside his pants in such great volume; it bled through his trousers and ran down his legs. Once again it emptied everything his body had to give. He fell side ways out of the chair twitching with continued spasms of ecstasy.

Donna fell over on her side too. She felt Mike's orgasm as well as her own. In truth, they each felt everyone's orgasm. She crawled through and over the orgiastic body pile until she reached the other Scout.

"Mike," was all she could manage to say. She clutched him in her arms, and Mike gave her no resistance. He was convinced. He pulled Donna next to him and they trembled in each others arms. He was finally home.

Upstairs, locked in her bedroom, Zonie, what they now called Z1, lay panting on her bed. The sexual energy from down stairs had almost been too much for her. It was sexual intensity like no other. Morbid had nothing like this.

The door unlocked and opened. Jennifer stepped into the room.

"Hi, Zonie. It's my turn."

It was the first time Jennifer had approached the Dark One. She was a tall, blue eyed beauty with a long blond French braid.

"I know. Ana said you were coming up." Zonie's chest heaved. Her cunt was on fire.

Jennifer sat on the bed. The darker woman was no longer tied down. She had gained enough trust for some freedom, but she was still locked into the room. Jennifer placed her hand on Zonie's foot.

"You have the cutest toes." She ran her delicate fingers between Zonie's toes, and the dark beauty shivered with a giggle.

"Why do you all have sex with me so much?"

"We call it making love," Jennifer replied running her hand up Zonie's leg. Zonie was wearing a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. Her large breasts strained against the thin cloth. Her long, erect nipples were clearly visible through the tee.

"Making love is our way of relating to each other. It's our way of saying we like you. You're so beautiful, Zonie." Jennifer moved up on the bed and cat walked up and over Zonie.

"I get so hot just looking at you. I'm really glad Ana sent me up."

"I'm glad too," Zonie said. "I think you're beautiful." Zonie ran her hands along Jennifer's hips, pulled the shirt tails out from her pants and slid her fingers in against Jen's soft, satiny skin.

Jennifer slid one leg between Zonie's legs and nestled her knee against her crotch. She lowered herself into an embrace, and Zonie put her arms around Jen and they fell into a deep, wet kiss.

"Everyone that's been with you," Jennifer whispered, "says you're such a great lover. Your lips are delicious."

Zonie arched her hips up grinding her sex against Jen's leg. She was soaking wet from the down stairs circle action, and she smeared her juice all over Jennifer's leg. Jennifer stretched the tee shirt over one of Zonie's breasts, lowered her head and took the nipple between her lips sucking and licking.

She slid one hand down under Zonie's waist band and into the juicy folds of her secret garden. But it was no secret to the Amazons. They continually rotated to the locked room upstairs to lick the Dark One's sweet always-ready pussy. Zonie knew what they were up to. They wanted to turn her to their side. She didn't dare say they had succeeded. She had no desire to return to the other side, but she was afraid they might stop all this wonderful sexual attention she told them the truth.

"We know you are ours, love," Ana suddenly popped in Zonie's head. "The Amazons keep coming back because they love you."

"It's true," Jennifer added. "I've been so jealous that I had to wait this long." Jennifer sat up on one elbow and looked in her gorgeous dark eyes. "Zonie, you are so amazing. I just want to kiss every spot on your beautiful body."

Jennifer tugged on the tee shirt, and Zonie sat up enough for Jen to pull it over her head. She moved down by Zonie's feet, slipped her fingers under the waist band of the shorts and Zonie raised her hips letting her pull them down and off. The lovely aroma of Zonie's inflamed sex hit Jen full on. She inhaled it deeply. She leaned down, placed her face in Zonie's crotch and inhaled once more.

"Do you know your pussy smells like a flower?" Zonie's face scrunched up and a little sob emitted out of her. She started to cry.

"What? Baby, that was a good thing," Jennifer said and laid back down taking Zonie in her arms.

"Kat said that once. Pussys don't smell like flowers where I come from." Jennifer hugged her and started kissing the tears that streaked her cheeks. "It just makes me feel so happy. You are all so kind, and loving. You make me feel good. I never want to go back. Please let me stay." Ana spoke again.

"You will never have to leave, dear Zonie, but you will have to decide to fight on our side. If you can do that, you will be welcomed here with open arms, hearts and of course legs and lips." Jennifer and Zonie started to laugh.

"I like the legs and lips open part, but I've never felt open hearts before. I love you guys." 

In a desperate frenzy, they tore off the remaining clothing on their bodies. Jennifer started kissing Zonie's face. She moved over her whole body; her neck and shoulders; arm pits and breasts. She sucked Zonie's fingers and toes; ran her tongue up and down Zonie's ass cleavage and finished her off in the sixty-nine position bringing them both to a shuddering orgasm.

They lay gasping for breath on the bed with their hands clasped and their fingers intertwined. Zonie rubbed her foot against Jennifer's.

"I think it's time," Ana said "for this bedroom door to remain unlocked."

Jennifer turned and pulled Zonie against her. The former Dark One snuggled in.

"We love you too, sweetheart. That first night, Katherine told me she couldn't help herself. When you had sex in the garage, she fell in love with you."

Zonie didn't openly cry, but Jennifer felt a lone tear run onto her neck. She kissed the side of her face.

"Welcome home," she whispered. Zonie tried to snuggle closer. She had heard the word serenity before, but she never knew what it meant. Now she felt she knew.





The Devil Dykes Ch. 08



A black panther joined Zonie and the circle was complete.

Ana held up her arms. The shear silk of her gown clung to the curves of her voluptuous body. When she clapped her hands together, all the animals merged with their human mates and a bright glow of light engulfed the group. Ana's human form began to slowly morph into her snake body. Her arms extended over her head fused together. She began to sway, lengthen and coalesce until her serpentine form slithered in and out of each Amazon until they were all untied in one body.

"Embrace the presence of your power animal mates," she sang inside each of them. "Rely on them. Surrender to their wisdom and power. Rejoice!" In a sudden explosion of light and sensual sensation, they all burst into a communal orgasm. Their bodies twitched and convulsed. Vaginas squirted and their pleasure nectar ran down the girls' legs. Mike's fully erect penis spontaneously spurted a fountain of pearlescent semen that shot out a couple of feet in front of him and dribbled across the wild flowers. With eyes closed in ecstasy, they all felt the sensation of falling. When they regained their wits and opened their eyes, they found themselves in the pool under the waterfall behind the bed and breakfast.

Their group embrace made no distinctions in regards to sexual preference. Mike was treated as he was, a male Amazon. His still erect penis did, however find the one he had fallen in love with. Donna's open hungry cunt received him just as each and every other woman's sexually charged vagina eagerly completed the energetic union with the male Scout. Before they left the water, they had all sexually mated with one another. Every ounce of sexual juice had been drained from their bodies, and yet they all felt more energized than ever.