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The Vegas Adventure Ch. 11-13

By: StryWrter7



© This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an internet pay site, or any other medium; without compensation for me --- the writer.

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This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word. Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidental. However, one fan of my prior erotic stories, was instrumental in making this story possible. I continue to dedicate this story to her.

Story Summary: De Ann and her husband Trent experience Vegas from the back of a strip club. Used and humiliated, they think their arrival back home in Dallas is the end of their personal nightmare – but thanks to their nosy neighbor, it is just the beginning.

In the first 10 chapters = De Ann and Trent get used in Vegas – but at home – they have their neighbors to fill in that role. The story can stand on its own – (plenty of sex in this part) but if you would like to know more about the characters you are experiencing here – check out the other posts first!

Read on – and I hope you enjoy this story.

*********** Chapter 11 LATER THAT EVENING **** 

The bedside phone rang awhile later, the clock on the night stand read 12:17. It was Raven.

"Hi there, I just wanted to see how it was going for my newest little pet."

"Fine," De Ann sighed.

"Hubby asleep?"

"Yes," De Ann said thru clenched teeth.

"I'm at your front door right now. 'Pumpkin Pussy Eater', Come let me in," Raven whispered from the other end of the line.

De Ann threw on her robe and went downstairs. She paused with her hand on the deadbolt for the front door. Deep inside her a voice screamed 'keep the door locked'. Given her current state she was unable to disobey her orders, so she quietly opened the door.

Raven stood there alone, also clad in a robe. She had obviously been unable to sleep and had dealt with it by coming to torment De Ann some more. "What did you expect--a gang of men come to rape you?" The haughty brunette laughed. "It can be arranged, you know."

"What do you want?" De Ann demanded.

"I want you to come outside, you will obey me, but I want you conscious of every action and every event that will transpire tonight. Your conscious mind is free, but your subconscious will force you to submit to my bidding" Raven ordered. "Now, I want you to take that robe off."

"Raven....what if the neighbors...." De Ann started to object as her fingers curled around the sash of her robe.

"....See what a whore they're living next door to? I don't care." Raven stared down the diminutive De Ann as they hinted at the power that was behind that rugged body and wicked brain. 

"Raven....please! Don't make me do this!" De Ann begged as her hands worked against her will to shed her robe.

Raven turned around, noting with satisfaction that the buxom De Ann had shed her robe, letting it fall to the ground.

"Good girl," De Ann's new mistress murmured approvingly. Parting her robe, she added, "You know the drill, get down on your knees slave."

De Ann did as she was told, but she didn't know why. Trembling at the thought of being seen by one of her neighbors, she nevertheless got on her knees in the moonlight and began licking Raven off. De Ann couldn't understand why she was doing what she was doing, she wasn't a lesbian and she didn't want to do this, but her body no longer responded to her command. Between all her blackouts lately and now this she started to question her sanity. Hopefully if she got the bitch off quickly, she would leave and not make a scene. But why was she obeying when every ounce of her being was dead set against it?

Raven closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations created by the unwilling housewife's tongue. Raven smiled as she realized that the petite blonde was becoming a better cunt-licker every time she went down on her.

"Oh.....YES!!!!!" Raven gasped. "Put your fingers in me!" Once again against her will, De Ann obliged, putting two fingers into the large brunette's pussy. "I didn't say to stop

licking....." Obediently, the blonde's tongue continued its assault of Raven's clit.

"Tell me...." Raven moaned, "did Trent fuck you tonight?"

"No..." De Ann whispered between licks. "But he wanted to."

In mock horror, Raven pushed De Ann's face away from her cunt. "WHAT? You didn't have the DECENCY to SATISFY YOUR OWN HUSBAND?" she asked loudly. "After you teased him so unmercifully, you left him UNSATISFIED?" De Ann looked around nervously. Lights were coming on in a few of the neighbor's houses.

"Please, Raven....our neighbors will hear....."

"Well then, fine," the brunette said reasonably, "let's continue this in your house." And Raven entered the house, De Ann having no choice but to follow.

Thankfully, Raven lowered her voice to a whisper once they were in the house. "Since you wouldn't take care of your husband's needs...I'll just have to do it for you."

"He won't--" De Ann began defiantly before Raven interrupted.

"He won't know it's me, because my head will be underneath the bed sheets." Raven taunted the helpless housewife.

"You wouldn't." De Ann dared her neighbor's friend.

"Try me, bitch," Raven offered softly. "Now, I'm going to have a little fun with hubby. He'll probably stay half asleep through it and he'll just think it's you. You are going to stand in the doorway and watch and you are not to make a sound."

De Ann was bawling. "PLEASE," she whispered urgently. "Please don't do this....please....I'll do anything...I'll sleep with whoever you want me to....please....Raven.....ma'am....PLEASE! My marriage means so much to me, PLEASE don't....."

Raven only laughed. "Now it's your turn to learn your place and be humiliated, De Ann." Shedding her robe, she padded softly down the hall. De Ann, powerless to do anything but watch, did just that. She watched in horror as the cruel brunette's head disappeared under the bed sheets. Soon, Raven's outline under the sheets began a steady bobbing motion, like some obscene white ghost in their bed. The obscenely loud slurping noises coming from beneath the covers, coupled with Trent's ever-increasing moans of pleasure, cut thru De Ann like a knife.

As tears were flowing freely for De Ann, other juices were flowing for Raven. Her mouth was wrapped around Trent's cock, but other parts of her needed attention. Reaching down with the hand that wasn't massaging Trent's balls, she began rubbing her clit slowly.

Trent didn't suspect a thing. "Mmmmmmm changed your mind huh?" he moaned dreamily, thinking that it was his wife going down on him beneath the covers.

Raven couldn't understand why her Candice was so enthralled by this man. As she expertly swirled her tongue around the head of the small cock in her mouth she couldn't help but nearly giggle with the realization that Trent was probably only half the size of her Latin-lover, Augusto. Raven would have no problem turning over this limp noodle to Candice when she was done with him.

Raven muttered an "mmmm hmmmm...", understandably muffled. Behind her somewhere, she could just make out the sound of De Ann sobbing quietly. She increased the amount of slurping noises accordingly. This was no problem for Raven, who had always been a "noisy eater", whether her mouth was full of cock or cunt.

And now it was time for the coup de grace, Raven thought to herself smugly. Taking the bed sheets, she flipped them so that they were now covering Trent's upper half. Popping his cock out of her mouth with a loud smacking sound, Raven then straddled De Ann's husband, facing away from him (and toward De Ann, who was silently begging her to stop.) Despite the blonde's pleas, Raven slowly impaled herself on Trent's cock.

It was wonderful. The ruined look on De Ann's face was priceless. As an added stab in her breaking heart, Raven now silently indicated to her that she was to finger fuck herself.

In shame, De Ann did as she was told. Occasionally she would mouth the word "please" to the woman now enjoying her husband in her bed. Raven, however, had no intentions of stopping; in fact, she blew De Ann a kiss and doubled her pace. She was just able to get herself off before Trent tensed up and filled her cunt with his hot cum. De Ann, heartbroken, hung her head in shame.

Without further ado, the brunette home wrecker dismounted and left the bedroom. Pulling De Ann behind her, she headed back down the hall to the living room.

The young blonde was nearly hysterical, quietly falling to pieces. Raven couldn't help but feel for her a little bit. Gently, she reached out and hugged the other woman, running her fingers through De Ann's blonde hair trying to soothe her. She kissed the diminutive housewife softly on the lips, followed with a more urgent, more passionate kiss. To De Ann's horror, she found herself returning the kiss, her tongue sliding into the mouth that had, just a few minutes ago, been servicing her husband's cock.

De Ann actually felt a wave of relief sweep over her. Maybe she's going to end this now, she thought hopefully. Maybe this was her revenge for how snobby I was to her, and it's over now.

Their tongues still dueling, Raven steered both of them over to the sofa, pulling De Ann down on top of her.

Raven ended the kiss by pulling away while a devilish grin spread across her face. "Eat my pussy clean. Lick your husband's cum out of me."

De Ann's eyes pleaded. Her mouth opened to do the same, but the other woman cut her off. "Do it now, or I'll go upstairs and ask him to do it for me...." De Ann needed no further urging. She lowered her tongue to Raven's cunt.

Raven didn't leave for another hour. During that time, De Ann not only cleaned out Raven's pussy, she also went to her bedroom and sucked all of the other woman's taste off of her sleeping husband's cock, as it was Raven's turn to stand in the doorway, excitedly rubbing her clit. Trent got hard again, and De Ann milked the cum from his balls, not swallowing it but keeping it in her mouth. Then going to Raven, french kissing her and at the same time delivering her husband's jism into the brunette's mouth for her perverted enjoyment.

Finally Raven did leave, making De Ann walk her to her door. The petite blonde was still hoping that this was as far as the other woman would be taking this wicked game. Her hopes were shattered when Raven told her, "'End Pumpkin Pussy Eater.' See you at 9 in the morning. You have a busy day ahead."

In tears, De Ann turned to go back in the house, still nude, to discover that Raven had locked the door. Panicking for a moment until she remembered where the spare key was hidden, under a statue at the side of the porch. De Ann unlocked the door, then put the key back in its hiding place and went inside.

From across the street, Raven watched, mentally noting the hiding place of the key. "Good night, De Ann my slutty little pet," she whispered.

******* Chapter 12 The Nieces Visit ***** 

Twice each year De Ann and Trent receive a few extra visitors to their home. De Ann's nieces stay for a week. Although they are not related by anything other than marriage Trent and De Ann have treated these young women as if they were family. De Ann's brother acquired them when he married their mother and De Ann enjoyed these visits – allowing her to shop with some young women, and take them sightseeing around the Dallas metroplex. But this time their visit was noticeably different. The girls had grown up. Looking back, they had the bodies of young women at the ripe age of fifteen, but their mind and attitude that had changed reflecting today's limits.

Stacy was all legs at 5' 10" she towered over the diminutive De Ann. She was now a statuesque woman with long brown hair that landed half way down her back. Her eyes are a deep mysterious shade of brown that matches her hair color. Those eyes had a devious intent when they undress a man or woman. When De Ann was helping to put Stacy's and Ashley's luggage in one of the children's room she bent over causing Stacy to make a off the wall remark "Aunt De Ann – I never realized just how cute your butt is – when you are bending over that way you look really good!"

De Ann blushed furiously and tried to downplay her own body "Oh, you can't possibly think I look good in this?" while pointing to the short skirt she was wearing. 

Just then Ashley entered the room and enquired about the conversation.

Stacy just grinned "I was giving Aunt De Ann a compliment on how firm her ass looked when she bent over just now."

Her sister Ashley rolled her eyes and casually remarked "Get over it sis – and stop trying to hit on older women! You know that was just some weird old lady – and you have been making a thing about it ever since."

De Ann butted in "First while you are staying here – I am not AUNT anything. I am not officially related, and I am much too young to be called AUNT by you two now that you are 18 & 19 years old. Second, what is this about hitting on older women?"

Ashley quickly remarks "Stacy over here got hit on by an old woman – and she let the old bag get her off! Now she thinks that every woman over 30 is after her body!"

"Ashley is just jealous – I was online and in a chat room when this woman started talking to me – next thing I know we are planning to meet for a game of tennis. We went back to her place for a drink and freshen up at her really nice pool – and she hits on me. It was really the best sex I have had in a long time. Guys just want to paw over you – then cram their thick dicks into my pussy so they can get laid. This woman showed me what it is like to have someone please me for a change. She begged – and kissed – and lapped at my pussy for an eternity. And GRATEFUL – boy was she ever; she sent me money and has been begging me to come back again." Stacy proudly admitted.

De Ann had never looked at her nieces as conquests – or sex objects, but the conversation got her all damp between the legs.

Not to be outdone by her sister, Ashley boasted that she could get any cock hard by bending over and sticking her ass in the air. "Guys like my tight little ass. Sure I imagine that some women might find it attractive too – but I am good with the cocks – I like to play with them – keep the guy panting and begging for hours. It is so much fun to tease them, and see how far they will go for you. This is the best body to have."

Ashley did have a nice body. While only a few inches shorter than her sister, her main attraction is her model like figure – thin, blonde, and set of perky breasts. The blue eyes and dimples in her cheeks masqueraded the little devil she could be to a guy with a hard on.

De Ann admitted that she was a little shocked over Stacy having sex with another woman. "When I was your age – I only thought about boys – not other women. What made you want to do anything with them?"

Stacy sat down on the bed across from where De Ann was standing. She hiked up her short black skirt, just a hair. Spreading her legs a fraction of an inch she made it perfectly clear that she was teasing, yet not blatant about it. "Your day – they didn't have the internet. Suddenly what was once taboo – or kept in the back of your mind, is now open for discussion. Women who are pleasing me make better sex than men who try to please me. Men only think with their dicks. Sure, if you are built like Ashley here – you can get all the men you want. But when you're as tall as me and when you slide on heels and stand over your date, he gets intimidated. Besides going out with a woman – you appear as just friends. Shopping, sports, movie theater – you can go anywhere with them and no one thinks you are going together. But date a guy more than 3 times in a row – and suddenly everyone thinks you are going to marry the dude. He tells all his friends that you are going together, and makes all the other guys back off of 'his territory'. I don't want to be someone's TERRITORY. I like it when I can get some 30 year old woman to treat me like a princess and please my pussy like no guy ever could."

De Ann listened intently – then suddenly imagined herself naked and sticking her tongue into Stacy's tight snatch. "Does your mom or Dad know anything about this?" 

"Lord NO --- can you imagine the shock that Pops would get if he knew that I like making a woman go down on me!" Stacy laughed.

Trying to hide her shock and excitement, "Your secret is always safe with me. Well, you two enjoy your visit. We can go to the water park in Arlington, shopping downtown or at one of the malls, out to a nightclub a few times, and anything else you young women feel like doing." De Ann's programming laid by Raven the previous day took over her conscious thoughts as she left the room to rush off to the bathroom and frig herself to an orgasm, all the while daydreaming that Stacy was spreading her long luscious legs and mashing De Ann's face against her wet lips.

That evening while everyone was watching a movie they rented Trent was trying to hide a hard on under a blanket. De Ann slid her hand nonchalantly under the blanket and up his thigh and found his cock all stiff. The movie wasn't all that exciting, so she looked around the room to see what was making Trent all horny. Then it dawned on her, Ashley was lying on the floor with De Ann's seven year old watching the movie. She looked sexy, laying face down – arms propping up her chin toward the screen, and her butt arching up off the floor. Her legs would twist and turn crossing one another drawing even more of Trent's attention. Straddling the corner of the ottoman sat Stacy – her short skirt barely concealing the thong that she wore. Her tight blouse clinging to her breasts accented the firm braless curves of her body. De Ann was a little disturbed that her 35 year old husband was hard from looking at these two teens. They were not visibly trying to attract attention; they were just casually watching the movie. What would happen if they TRIED to attract him?

Sex with Trent that night was better than most nights – his hard on didn't wilt – and it didn't need any extra attention from De Ann. She flashed back to that image of Stacy and Ashley in the family room and knew what was keeping her hubby so hard. Oh well, as long as it gets him interested – and I get his hard cock in me – I can be the benefactor of their sexy bodies she thought.

The next day Trent went to work, the older kids to school and the baby who had been up part of the night, had been fed and put down for a late morning nap. The teen visitors were in the bedroom sleeping in when Raven came over for a visit. She was unaware that De Ann had visitors and immediately put De Ann into an obedient trance. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater -- You feel like sucking on something – something that I have deep inside of my pussy. You won't stop until you get a big wad of cum that was put there by my friend and slave Augusto."

De Ann slunk to her knees – and crawled across the room stopping in front of Raven's feet. She pressed against her thighs and opened them up – then quickly pressed her face against Raven's panty covered crotch. De Ann licked her panties without bothering to remove them or push them aside. It tickled Raven, so she let De Ann continue. But she threw in a few commands and used a riding crop on De Ann's upturned ass. "That's my little slut – licking through the panties to get to my pussy." She yanked on De Ann's hair – and made her look up at her "Enough – slut, get the panties out of the way – and get to your surprise!"

De Ann pushed the silky fabric to the right and Raven's puffy well fucked pussy lips protruded out to meet De Ann's mouth. She slurped and sucked at the dark framed pussy for the next 5 minutes, greedily gathering all the cum that was deposited there earlier.


The Vegas Adventure Ch. 11-13



Stacy was in the bathroom relieving her morning pee when she thought she heard some moans and a strange voice through the ductwork. Curious, and stealthily she snuck around the corner and peered into the family room. She couldn't see the woman in the chair as this woman was facing the same direction, but she could see De Ann on her knees with her head between that woman's thighs. Mesmerized, by this sight – she really couldn't see much of what was going on. All she could see was the top of De Ann's butt and a little of her back – as De Ann's face was pressed against the woman's mound. Stacy thought about walking into the room – interrupting them both, but just then Raven whacked De Ann's butt with a crop and told her to lick a little higher and a lot faster. Stacy watched as the woman gripped the sides of De Ann's head and held it tight when she was about to cum. "Good Girl!" Raven praised De Ann, then pushed her to the ground and stood up.

Stacy got a look at the woman who had just used her aunt for sex. She was taller, bigger and stronger than Stacy. Seeing that crop in her right hand convinced Stacy that rushing into the room to confront them both would be a bad idea. She tiptoed back toward the bathroom and closed the door just as she thought she heard the strange woman tell De Ann to leave her baby with someone named Candice and go to a bondage club this afternoon. She didn't hear Raven say End Pumpkin Pussy Eater, or see her leave.

Moments later, she rushed back to tell her sister what she saw. "Ashley – Ashley – wake up – you'll never guess in a million years what I just saw?"

Ashley groggily turns over and pulls the covers over her head --- "leave me alone – can't you see I am trying to sleep?"

Stacy doesn't give up and yanks the covers back from Ashley's body. As Stacy starts to yell out, and cuss her sister for spoiling a good dream she was in the middle of – De Ann calls out from the hall "Are you two up? I made some breakfast – pancakes and sausage."

Stacy covers Ashley's mouth and tells her to be quiet. "We'll be there in a little bit!" She calls out toward the door.

Ashley knocks Stacy's hand away from her mouth "What's the big idea?"

"I just saw De Ann – going down on another woman right there in the family room!" Stacy's eyes were filled with excitement.

Ashley thinks Stacy has completely lost it. "You liar – When are you going to get this lesbian theme out of your crazy mind?"

"Its true – I swear!" crossing her breasts where her heart should be. "I was going to the bathroom – and oh my – I forgot to flush."

Ashley just sighs and rolls her eyes 

"I heard someone through the register in the floor. They were making love. – Well, having sex with Aunt De. Then I snuck up to the doorway of the family room and I saw De on her knees – face must have been plastered against this woman's crotch. De was licking that woman's crotch – and the woman hit her on the ass with a crop!" Stacy excitedly told her disbelieving sister.

"What did the woman look like?" Ashley asked.

"Dark hair – black hair – kinda wavy like. Big woman – a lot taller than me. And she looked strong, like a body builder. I looked at her from behind as she stood up and only saw her a moment from the side, she has huge tits. Dwarfs yours and mine together. She had a crop that she had used on De's ass at least once." Then calming down a little Stacy tried to gather her wits. "I thought about walking in on them both – but she was dressed, and I was in this nightshirt. That crop would have stung something awful."

Ashley never batted an eye when Stacy was telling her this. She didn't believe her. There was no way that she would believe her, and if she did start to believe her, it would only land the two of them into trouble – cause she knew her sister was the type to exploit such knowledge. 

Stacy sensed the disbelief – and added "The woman told De Ann to go to some bondage club this afternoon – to leave her baby with the neighbor Candice." They had both met Candice on a number of other trips – De Ann and Candice were neighborhood friends from way back.

When they came down for breakfast – Stacy examined De Ann completely. Hair was back in place, no sign of cunt juice on her breath, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. "What are your plans for today De Ann?"

"I have an important errand to run – I will take Wyatt over to Candice's while I am out." De Ann nonchalantly answered.

Stacy gleamed at Ashley, and Ashley curled her eyebrows as if to wonder how her sister knew what De Ann would say.

Stacy continued to press the matter "What sort of errand do you have? Maybe we could come along with you!"

De Ann didn't have permission to share her secret with these girls, so she tried to collect herself and downplay her unknown desire to attend a bondage club. "Oh, it's nothing really – boring stuff."

"But you said it was an important errand?" Stacy repeated what De Ann had just told them and quizzed her aunt knowing she was hiding the truth from her. "Which is it – boring stuff that we would want no part of – or something exciting and important that we could tag along?"

"No – No – you don't need to tag along. You would be bored doing this adult kind of thing. You guys go shopping and show me what you find when I return home." De Ann tried to squirm out of the conversation and turn it into something she knew the girls loved – shopping.

Stacy nods her head toward the bedroom so that Ashley understands that they want to talk. When they are off away from De Ann's hearing capacity Stacy connives to follow De Ann and find out just exactly what she is up to. "She is hiding something. What if I am right – what if she is going to a bondage nightclub in the middle of the day – because that really big woman told her? Wouldn't it be wild if we knew the truth?" Ashley only agrees because she doesn't have anything better to do, and because as Stacy pointed out De Ann was being vague with them both. 

They quickly dressed and wait for De Ann to leave. Just as expected, De Ann takes her baby over to Candice's house and about 20 minutes later leaves there for downtown. The girls follow behind – staying at least 2 cars back so they are not noticed.

When De Ann arrives in a seedy part of town, she quickly enters the side door of a building without any identification. The girls follow, and when they see that no one is watching the door's entrance, they sneak in. They find themselves in an old abandon warehouse. Lots of bondage items adorn the walls: whips, chains, floggers, padded horse and a padded X frame were in the middle of the room. It looked like there were several adjoining rooms each with big windows that opened the view to the inside of the warehouse. Stacy was braver than her little sister, and crept inside and stood against a soda machine so her body was not as visible to the main part of the warehouse. Ashley was busy fondling one of the whips she saw on the wall, checking to see if they were real or just decoration. Realizing they were indeed real – she quietly caught up with her sister. Then they heard some talking – the person wasn't talking loud – but it echoed in the empty warehouse. 

A woman was telling De Ann to strip. She was calling her names like slut, whore, and bitch. She was pacing around De Ann as the tiny housewife was disrobing.

"Is that the woman that you saw earlier?" Ashley whispered into her sister's ear.

"No -- too short, and the one this morning had black hair." she shook her head and whispered back.

The woman now had De Ann on her knees – naked and trembling.

Ashley meanwhile had pulled out her video camera and began to film the action. Stacy smiled ear to ear – as she said "That will come in handy won't it?"

Ashley agreed, but told her sister "It's a little too dark in here. I hope the camera can pick this all up."

Stacy quickly flipped a switch on the camera that gave more light to the lens and smiled knowingly to her younger sibling. They were both drawn to the action in the center of the warehouse – as the woman was demanding oral gratification from their normally prim and proper Aunt De Ann.

The two spies recorded De Ann as she obediently slurped at this blonde's pussy. Just then someone came in the door and walked right past the spying girls. She was at least 6' 3" in heels and had a bodybuilder type figure that demanded respect. The size and black hair was just the ticket to get Stacy to elbow Ashley and point to her. "She the one!"

They heard Raven "So --- you know I pay my debts – don't I? This tiny piece of female flesh is my newest slave. Quite the cunt licker – isn't she?"

The blonde who was mashing her crotch to De Ann's face answered. "YES – she is a great cunt licker."

Stacy and Ashley watched in awe as their Aunt paid homage to the blonde while the Amazon made remarks about her ability. They filmed it all and then when they nearly got caught, they scurried away home to watch the video that they had made. How could they use this tape to the best advantage? Ashley wanted to show everyone and ridicule her aunt – but still liked her too much to do anything that mean. She was mad that this pretty female was giving herself to those other women – and partly upset that her older sister was right. Stacy meanwhile was a little more conniving - -desiring the 34 year old tiny De Ann down on her knees paying homage to her sweet pussy. She had the tool to make it happen. She had the tape. If her aunt refused her desires, well, she would just let her sister show it to everyone and ruin her life. Stacy convinced her sister to wait and not take any action that would expose their knowledge. She promised that it would be well worth her while to keep this a secret.

*********** Chapter 13 - The Teens Use De Ann ***** 

De Ann returned home to a grinning Stacy and quietly patient Ashley. Stacy was like a spider – the web was spun, and the prey is in sight. She LOVED having a woman slobber over her precious pussy earlier – and now she could put the screws to another mid thirties woman. She leered at De Ann – almost challenging her to refuse. She wanted to be in charge – and she wanted a slave of her very own. If she played her cards right –and got Ashley on her side, she could have a wonderful week filled with better sex than any teenager could envision.

"Where have you been De?" Stacy asks her unsuspecting prey.

"I don't know - -I just had some important errands to run. Did you go out to the mall?" De Ann honestly answers. 

Stacy stood extremely close to De Ann so she towered over her and in a soft erotic voice said "You had errands – ah yes, I love those exciting errands that you run. I have been thinking about that woman I was with last month – and the more I think about it – the more I need someone to do as I say – obey me – and worship my pussy and butt. I want you to go into your bedroom strip off those clothes and kneel on the floor and wait for me." Stacy commands her much smaller host.

Confused, De Ann was still thinking about worshiping her guests, declined and was a bit flustered that this young minx would even pursue her. "I will do no such thing. Who in the world do you think you are talking to?" 

Stacy stood her ground – knowing well that the petite De Ann would eventually capitulate to the young teen's desires. "We're going to have some erotic fun – and you are going to show my sister some respect after she spanks your ass. Me, I am going to demand that you obey – and worship my body. That's not too much to please your guests and your superiors." 

De Ann again refused only not quite as convincing as the before. There was a stammer in her words as they choked in her throat. "W- w- What – I can't --- why you --- are too young, and you – you can't be serious?"

Stacy told Ashley "Show the video to her"

Ashley pressed the remote and the screen lit up with the video of De Ann in the bondage room from just a few hours earlier.

De Ann watched for a few moments – seeing that it was Raven, and herself on the screen plus another woman that she didn't quite recognize. Perspiration beaded up on her forehead, as the facts were staring at her on the TV screen. If that wasn't bad enough, Stacy reached out and cupped De Ann's left breast until her nipple was poking through the fabric of her thin cotton bra – gripping the nipple – Stacy cruelly twisted it causing De Ann to gasp in pain.

"Now that I've got your attention – be a good little girl and go into your bedroom strip off those clothes and kneel on the floor and wait for me. Every moment you waste will be harder on your ass from Ashley" Stacy warned the shocked De Ann.  

Ashley shot her older sister a curious look – as if to question the role she was to play in their new adventure. But Stacy smiled back – reassuring her little sis that everything was going to turn out just fine.

De Ann capitulated and headed to the bedroom to obey the wicked Stacy.

Seeing their step aunt heading off to the bedroom the sisters gleefully embraced and decided to see just what they can do. Stacy asked Ashley – "You don't feel comfortable letting another woman lick you – am I right?" When Ashley nodded affirming her thoughts, Stacy said "But you don't think it is right for De to go around behind Trent's back and you think she should be punished – am I still right?" 

"Yes" Ashley agreed.

"Well, I have a surprise. You are going to get to spank – her ass. You can choose to use your hand, hairbrush, or a belt – but you are going to get to release your disgust for her behavior." Stacy told her sister. "If you don't want to watch her do me – that is OK too. But I get to be there when you spank her. I don't think we need to really hurt her – just make it clear that we are in charge. Once you break her will to resist, by slapping her butt and maybe pinching her nipples a little, I will gladly use her mouth for some extraordinary sex."

The two sisters marched into De Ann's bedroom expecting the worst – that she had not obeyed – but were mildly surprised to find the young mother of 4, the classy woman they had adored for years –trembling and kneeling on the floor as instructed.

"She looks scared to death, doesn't she?" Ashley queried her sister as they entered the room.

"Yes she does," she Stacy says with something resembling delight in her voice.

"The tape is ready to be sent out and published on your very own internet site. Really, De Ann, you mustn't worry. As long as you satisfactorily keep up your side of the deal, I'll keep mine and your little lesbo secret will be safe. NOW TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES."

"What?" De Ann says, startled. "But ... I ... can't..."

"I think a gesture of good faith is in order, don't you?" she says. "Unless you would like to cancel our deal now, before it has begun..."

"No!" De Ann says. "No, please..."

Stacy narrows her eyes. Placing her fingertips together, she repeats her demand. "Take off your fuckin' clothes now slut unless you want to become the neighborhood porn queen."

De Ann looks at niece, and dreadfully realizes that she is serious. Nervously she begins fumbling at the top button of her top. She stares at the tip of her shoe, willing the situation to go away, reminding herself of why she is doing this.

"Look up at me, and go slowly," Stacy commands.

Fighting tears of humiliation, she looks directly at her teenage tormentor as she slowly finishes unbuttoning her blouse. Stacy gazes at her hungrily as she pulls the top off of her shoulders and lets it fall to the ground. De Ann unhooks her skirt and lets it pool around her ankles. She reaches behind her and slowly unclasps her bra, then removes it, baring her breasts to their lustful eyes. Finally, she hooks her thumbs under her panties and brings them down her hips and off her legs, removing her shoes at the same time.

Now completely naked, her face burning, she looks at her for further instructions. Stacy looks her over possessively, as if branding her skin with her eyes.

She clears a space on the desk. "I want you to lie on the bed," she tells her frightened aunt, "and masturbate yourself until you come." Stacy leans forward and says, her voice as cold as steel, "and if I even *think* you're faking, you can forget about me keeping your secret safe. Everyone, and I mean everyone will find out what a truly depraved slut you are when I release your video to the world."

De Ann can't hold back the tears as she lies on the bed. Stacy spreads her legs wide, positioning her so that she has a direct view of her pussy. De Ann is mortified as she feels her lustful gaze on her, and she has to literally force herself to bring one hand down between her legs. She strokes herself timidly.

"Come on now," Stacy scolds. "I know you can do better than that."

The ashamed housewife touches herself more firmly, allowing her other hand to fondle one breast. She is not sure how she will be able to make herself come, but she knows that with such a clear view it will be easy for her to tell if she is faking. She closes her eyes, trying to ignore her nieces sitting between her legs watching her. She rubs her clit, lubricating it by dipping her finger into her pussy. As she rubs, she feels the passion slowly build inside her, and she is grateful for it. Maybe she will be able to come after all.

"Make some noise, slut," Stacy says, breaking into her thoughts.

De Ann reluctantly obeys her. She avoids imagining how she must look, spread wide on her bed, fingering herself and moaning for her nieces' entertainment. Instead she focuses on the thought of cumming. She allows herself to get into it and her moans become less forced, more real.

"Don't stop slut. Show me how much you want to follow direction." Stacy commands.

De Ann hears the threat in her voice, and lies back on the bed. She closes her eyes tight, trying to pretend that Stacy and Ashley are not standing in the room, and resumes her attention to her pussy.

"Do you want to have some fun with our little pet, Ash?"

Ashley nods her head affirmatively and leans back to watch the show before her unfold. She is spellbound by the lewd display that her aunt is putting on for her sister's benefit.

De Ann continues to fondle herself, regaining her passion. She senses Ashley sliding her fingers underneath her tiny shorts. De Ann wonders if her fingers are stroking her sex as she strokes hers. Slowly but surely she feels herself getting closer as she rubs circles on her clit, one finger buried inside her. Finally, she comes. Nothing earth shattering, but genuine.

De Ann had two of her fingers inside her wet pussy. Obviously this was exciting for her. This did not go unnoticed by the younger girls. Ashley slapped her hand away from her wet sex and yanked backward on her hair causing De Ann to gaze up at the towering youths. "You are not allowed to play with your slimy cunt unless one of us gives you permission – is that understood?" De Ann nodded "You like this – don't you?"

De Ann reluctantly agreed. She had no idea why, but this treatment was a huge turn-on and she admitted to the taunting youths "My pussy just gets so wet – and it needs some attention when I am like this."

Stacy sits on the bed – her long luscious legs on each side of De Ann's kneeling body – her thong just barely evident under the short skirt she wore. "Let's get some ground rules established – shall we? First – you must refer to this" pointing between her legs "as pussy, and your own wet hole as a cunt!" Then Stacy lifted her prized C cup breasts while still wearing her soft white t-shirt. "These – are my breasts, you have tits. You are not to refer to your privates as pussy or breasts again in my or Ashley's presence. They are tits and cunt. NOW SAY IT."

De Ann was mortified. These two teens were humiliating her in her own bedroom – but what could she do – they had a tape of her in a bondage warehouse – submitting to a woman with Raven there participating as well. She repeated the phrases that Stacy had cruelly intended. "I have tits – and you have breasts – I have a cunt – and you have a pussy"




The Vegas Adventure Ch. 11-13



De Ann's pussy still soaking wet – drooled at the mere mention of submitting to these lovely creatures. This was a fact that even got the attention of Ashley. "OH MY GOD, the bitch likes it so much – that her pussy juice is running down her leg."

"You need a spanking" 

That is where Ashley stepped in. Swatting De Ann on the rear – she watched as each slap left a distinct hand print. De Ann jumped a bit – her tits swaying with each slap, but that did not stop Ashley from spanking her even more. Just as her butt was stinging and her pride was removed Stacy joined in by twisting the flesh around De Ann's pointy nipples. 

"YEOW!!" De Ann cried out in shock.

The two of them seemed so cruel – but they had smiles on their faces – almost sadistic the way they were treating De Ann. 

De Ann moaned – and cried out "Please – stop. I will do anything you say. Just don't hurt me anymore. PLEASE!"

Stacy looked at her kid sister and nodded. "You ready to lick where I say lick. Suck what I tell you to suck?" Stacy prodded her step aunt for a response while Ashley looked on.

"Yes Please --- I will do WHATEVER you ask. I swear!!" De Ann cried as tears flowed down her face.

Stacy spread her legs and pulled her thong to the right side of her crotch – and pointed to it. "You want this – don't you?" she said to the kneeling wisp of a woman at her feet.

De Ann looked up and inched her face closer to the fine trimmed patch surrounding Stacy's puffy mound and admitted to them both "YES – I want to kiss and suck it for all I'm worth."

Pleased that her kid sister was watching, Stacy pointed to her pussy and said "You lick – until I pull on your hair and stop you."

De Ann dove in. Even though she had eaten her share of pussy over the past week, this was the first time she had consciously submitted. She felt her stomach turn as she pushed the thong a bit more out of the way and started licking from the bottom to the top. Her thick tongue slowly covered all of the precious territory. As Stacy spread her legs wider – Ashley got more of a view. De Ann lapped at the pussy like a hungry kitten while Stacy just threw her head back, closed her eyes and smiled. She was being serviced – and boy did she need that. 

Ashley did not leave. She watched intently as De Ann licked her sister's ripe pussy. Not knowing what else to do – and not wanting to join in yet, Ashley kneeled down right beside De Ann and got a very close look between her sister's legs and De Ann's straining face. Ashley reached up and pinched De Ann's left nipple. Tightening her pinch she squeezed her thumb and finger so that it brought a small squeal from the diminutive De Ann.

Stacy opened her eyes and looked down on them both – obviously wondering why De Ann paused. "Don't stop – this is too fuckin'good!" Then looking at her sister – "GAWD – Ash – You haven't a clue what you are missing!"

Ashley ran her hand over the tit she was just pinching and cupped it to feel the natural weight fill her palm. Satisfied that De Ann had real breasts – she slid her hand down De Ann's belly to the small patch of hair that De Ann had. Parting her lips – Ashley pushed her fingers into De Ann's tight pussy. Watching the slight rotation of De Ann's hips as she grinds down on Ashley's hand amused the young teenager.

"Ohhhh , I think the little girl likes this" Ashley said about her step aunt. Ashley continued to push her middle finger deep inside of De Ann's ever wet cunt while the mother of 4 was busy slobbering over Stacy's pussy.

Stacy was enjoying De Ann's mouth way too much – she was pressing her thighs together and releasing them again as the sensations grew inside her tight body. De Ann obediently sucked on Stacy's clit and pressed her tongue against her slit and licked the newly formed cum from her lips. As De Ann progressed toward an orgasm for the young teen, her own violated cunt was dripping onto Ashley's hand. Just as Stacy started to cum – De Ann knew that she could not stop now. She pressed her lips tight against Stacy's soft pink folds and wiggled her tongue so that its tip just flicked lightly yet incessantly over the protruding flesh.

Stacy grabbed onto De Ann's soft hair and yanked her face tighter against her pussy – and arched her hips to let De Ann have more access. "Oh my – Ohhhh I am --- Yesss --- that's it - --- Yeah - --- Right there - -- Ohhhhh Tighter --- lick harder -- YES – just like that -- Sooo close – don't – no don't stop ---- Ahhhhhh – Ohhhhh – Yessssss." Stacy was nearly screaming, while she was crushing De Ann's temples with her powerful thighs and nearly pulling De Ann's hair out while she mashed her face tight against her pussy.

This scene did not go unnoticed by her younger sister. Ashley thought – maybe there is something to this talk about a woman's tongue instead of a man's dick. Maybe Stacy was right – maybe a woman who can lick a pussy is better than a guy who will sweat all over you – and then crush you with their weight when they cum. Maybe there was something to this idea. But Ashley wanted something different. She wanted De Ann tied to the bed before she would use her for personal satisfaction. Stacy liked that idea – and in a snap De Ann found herself tied to the four corners of the bed. Her body arched as she tried to thrust it up to the young temptresses. Her nipples hardened, and her breath was short. 

Ashley decided that her sister should NOT watch – and begged her to go find something else to do. When Stacy had departed the room, Ashley leered at the middle aged mom with some personal satisfaction. "Now – little mommy dear – you are going to be a good little bitch and suck on my pussy – and you are going to do a good job – or I am going to twist these nipples right off your chest." Ashley threatened while she had De Ann's plump nipple in one hand and a handful of breast meat in the other.

De Ann watched silently as Ashley's cunt settled down over her face. As soon as it was close enough to reach with her tongue, De Ann applied a fair amount of pressure to the young clit by pushing against it with the pointy end of her tongue. She licked – and sucked the nectar with all the enthusiasm she could muster. Guess what happened – Ashley liked the feeling. At first she twisted De Ann's nipple just for sheer meanness, but then as De Ann's tongue probed her cunt and tickled her clit, Ashley settled into a nice euphoric experience. Her captive was pleasing her tight young twat and she enjoyed it better than she had ever any young cock ramming her from a youthful stud. When she climbed down off De Ann's face and returned to the kitchen for a bite to eat – she had the most angelic smile across her face that did not go unnoticed by her older sister. 

"You liked it – didn't you?" Stacy asked Ashley.

Ashley smiled dreamily and nodded her head. 

"Was she the best you ever had at your pussy?" Stacy asked.

"I came back to back with her – and more earth shattering than I have ever experienced" Ashley reluctantly admitted.

"I was RIGHT – wasn't I?" Stacy prodded her younger sibling.

"Yes BIG SIS – you were right. That is all that you ever wanted to be. This time, you knew something that I would never have tried – and it was a homerun."

"What did you do with Aunt De?" Stacy asked.

"Left her tied to the bed!" Ashley answered.

"Well, we better free her – before someone comes home and notices!" Ashley headed for the bedroom and re-appeared in the kitchen with the tiny De Ann in tow. An invisible leash seemed to be wrapped around De Ann's neck when she meekly followed the younger teen back into the kitchen. "I told her that she could get dressed and act somewhat normal – but that we would be watching her to make sure she was a good little pet to us both. Later on – I think we can find a way to use her some more." Ashley proudly announced to her sister, as well as to remind De Ann of her place on the new totem pole.

*

What will our two minx's be up to next? Will De Ann have to endure any more humiliation at the hands of the young temptresses? What about Raven – will she like sharing her new pet with De Ann's relatives? Will anyone else get to invade De Ann's tight pussy? Will Trent ever realize what is happening to his lovely wife?

Find out the answer to these and more questions in the next installment of "The Vegas Adventure."

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