0 comments/ 83763 views/ 10 favorites Pam Gives in to Lust Ch. 01 By: millieteases with thanks to the Fireman Pam and Maureen had been drinking. Not much, but they we're on their third gin and tonic each and the movie was only about two-thirds of the way done. John was out of town for the weekend, and Maureen had insisted that Pam come over so they could have some girl time together without John interfering or making those sarcastic remarks he did when he was around Maureen. Pam wasn't wild about the idea, but most of the time it was just easier to give in to Maureen than to fight her about it, so as soon as she'd finished grading that week's tests she headed over to Maureen's house. The problem was that when she drank, almost inevitably, Pam got horny. And this movie was making her horny, even though she didn't want it to. It was some art film Maureen had said that Pam really needed to see, and it was about a woman who'd left her husband and discovered she liked women even more than she did men. The heroine kept exploring, and meeting other women, and there were some pretty steamy scenes in various bedrooms. The other thing that wasn't helping stuff any was her underwear. Pam definitely preferred wearing underwear like they did in the old movies – silky, vintage stuff that made her feel frilly and feminine. Sure, she had some practical cotton bikinis and sports bras, but she was much more likely to be wearing silk tap pants and a matching bra. Today, well today she had indulged herself a little more than usual, mostly because she couldn't find a pair of pantyhose that morning and John was going out of town and she wanted him to have a little picture in his head when he left. She had to wear hose to work – the principal insisted on it for the women, and Pam usually just struggled into a pair of department store pantyhose when she wore skirts or dresses to work. But today, well she dressed up a bit mostly because she couldn't find a pair of pantyhose without a run and because she wanted to tease John. Everything was black – a pair of sheer nylon briefs, a long, full-cup corset with six garters, and seemed sheer black silk stockings held up by the garters. A bit much for work, but definitely hose and she'd wear a long enough skirt so nobody would see she was wearing stockings and not pantyhose. She'd teased John a bit, slipping into her four inch stilettos and walking around while he was packing, brushing against him as he tried to neatly pack his clothes. He was hard and erect when she slipped into the black cotton cable-knit sweater and grey tweed skirt, changed the stilettos for teacher-practical low-heeled black pumps with silver buckles, and draped the grey sweater that went well with the skirt around her shoulders and left for school. What John didn't know, maybe, was that she was almost as aroused as he was when she left. And all day at school that picture of John, his cock hard and straining at his shorts, had been running through her mind. And now there was this movie. She wasn't dripping wet or anything, but Pam knew she was definitely aroused and wasn't entirely comfortable with it. Her nipples were hard and Maureen, well Maureen was being her usual pushy self, but she was also making a few odd comments that Pam wasn't quite sure she wanted to understand. When the movie ended Maureen poured them new drinks and sat down on the couch opposite Pam. Pam had kicked off her shoes and had her legs curled under her. Maureen leaned back and started talking. It was clear the alcohol was having an effect on her. "Did I ever tell you the real reason he left me?" she asked Pam. "No, you just said he looked at you that day and said he'd had enough and was leaving," Pam replied. She was pretty sure she didn't want to know why Maureen's husband had divorced her. "He left me because he caught me with her," Maureen said. "Caught you with whom?" "Suzy...Suzy Boatwright." "Nineteen-year-old Suzy Boatwright who helps clean your house?" "Yup, caught the two of us going at it, her mouth on me and mine on her, and I don't mean kissing. We didn't stop, either, when he came in the room. Just kept at 'til we both came. I still remember that orgasm. It was a nice strong one. Suzy's was pretty good, too, as I remember." "Maureen! You didn't!" Pam was shocked. She also became a little more aroused. Maureen was a big woman, close to six feet tall and 200 lbs. Everything about her was big – her breasts, her butt, her thighs...and Suzy was all of five foot two and maybe 110lbs, and no way was she more than a 32B. Pam imagined the contrast – big, blonde, pale-skinned Maureen naked with little, tan Suzy reversed on top of Maureen, lying on top of her with her little brown butt in the air, the two...the two...Pam made herself stop thinking. "Shit, he shouldn't have been that surprised. We'd been going to that secret club for years. He loved to find some big-dicked guy to screw the hell out of me while he watched. And a woman with a strap-on? Hell, he'd come without touching himself and even before she'd be half way into me." "Maureen, you never said a word! How could you? How did you hide it?" Pam was blushing, confused, and upset. Even worse, she wasn't aroused anymore, she was horny and starting to get sticky. Her friend went to a secret club and had sex with other men – and with other women? "Nothing to hide. We didn't make a lot of noise about it because you don't. He was just pissed at me that day because I didn't let him know ahead of time. Hell, I didn't know ahead of time. Suzy was cleaning and found one of my vibrators, and then she looked at me with those big, brown eyes and it was off to the races. We stripped off and were all over each other just like that. He just walked in on us, watched us finish, then walked out. The next time I saw him he had papers, and he said he couldn't trust me anymore, and that he was divorcing me. I didn't see him again until we were in court. What's worse," Maureen giggled, "that was the last time I had sex with anybody but myself." "Maureen!" Pam was still shocked. This wasn't the friend she knew. This was someone else, and this was a dream. "And then I got this phone call. It was from the club secretary. They knew about the divorce and everything, but they wanted me to come back. So I'm going. To the Halloween party." "You're not!" Pam gasped. "I am. I'm going, and I'm going to have sex, and I'm going to come like a banshee. And more than once if I have anything to say about it." "Maureen, I don't know what to think." "Don't think, sweety. Just keep being my friend." "Of course, Maureen." Pam was deeply confused. Her friend. Sex. Strap-ons. Clubs. And why the hell did she feel so freaking horny? "Want to see my costume?" Maureen asked. "Your costume?" Pam was a little confused. "Yup, my costume for the party. They said I had to wear it, that they'd put all the costume ideas in a hat and this was the one they'd drawn for me." "Umm, I guess," Pam said. What kind of a costume did you wear to an orgy? "Good," Maureen said, with a gleam in her eye. She got up and walked over to the television. "Here, watch this while I change," she said to Pam, slipping a new disk in the DVD and starting it up. Maureen left the room and Pam sipped at her drink. She could hardly believe what her friend was telling her. Pam glanced over at the television. "What the..." she exclaimed. It was porn, pure and simple. A young woman who looked a little like Suzy was lying on top of a bed, in what looked like a dorm or sorority room. She was naked and talking to a stuffed bear she held in her hands. And then, then she started rubbing the bear's face up and down her crotch. "Eat me Fuzzy," the actress cried, "eat me!" The scene went on, and the actress kept masturbating with the bear until she came. Just as she was finishing there was a knock on the door, and another young woman, this one in a yellow t-shirt and red bikini panties, came into the room. "Missy, you know what would happen if Mrs. Hopnagle saw you abusing the sorority teddy bear like that," the girl in yellow said. "I don't care. Fuzzy's nose fits me just right and he makes me come nice and hard." The movie went on, and what plot it had revolved around this group of college girls living in a sorority and pledging and trying to follow the house mother's rules. Mostly it was lesbian sex scenes, although there was one where the pledges had to suck the cocks of the pledges of the fraternity they were little sisters for and then the fraternity guys had to eat the girls. Pam kept watching, not really enjoying it but not hating it, especially considering the mood she was in. Then came the scene with the pledges and the house mother. Mrs. Hopnagle was built pretty much along the same lines as Maureen – big and with short blonde hair. It was the last night before the pledges were to become sisters...and Mrs. Hopnagle was the last ritual. The pledges, all naked, were lined up in the meeting room. The president made them all get on the table, and get on their hands and knees. They put their foreheads down on the table and were told not to move. Mrs. Hopnagle walked in the room. She had on a dark green corset that held her enormous breasts up firm and high. Her dark brown nipples were hard, erect and noticeably long. And she had on a strap-on. She stepped up behind the first girl, rubbed her pussy a little, and then plunged deep inside her. Ten deep, hard strokes, and then she moved on to the next girl. Pam was squirming now. She could barely contain herself. Her crotch was soaking wet, her nipples ached, and it was everything she could do not to pull up her skirt and start rubbing herself. What the hell was Maureen doing to her and why was she reacting so strongly to this movie? She'd never thought much about being with a woman, and here these movies were making her react – and react more strongly than she ever thought possible. Then Maureen walked back into the room. "Oh my god," Pam whispered quickly when she saw her friend. Maureen was dressed pretty much like Mrs. Hopnagle. A black corset with half cups that held up her large breasts. Hard pink nipples poking out from large pale areolas. Black hose held up by the garters from the corset. Black patent leather stilettos. In her left hand, a black leather paddle with chrome studs. And, jutting from her freshly shaved crotch, a long, thick, black silicone penis. Pam orgasmed. Just a little tiny one, but definitely an orgasm. She couldn't believe it. Just looking at Maureen made her come. "What do you think, sweety? Think I'll get their attention on Halloween?" "Um, yes," Pam replied. She was afraid of what might happen, but she wanted something to happen – her whole body was aching for it. "God I'm looking forward to it," Maureen sighed. "This thing," she said, grabbing the dildo jutting from between her legs, "this thing is good all by itself. It has a piece that goes up inside you, and little ridges for your clit, and it vibrates. It's great for masturbating. It's better when you're shoving it in and out of somebody. Can you imagine – he loved me to fuck his ass with this thing in front of other people. He'd come without even touching himself...I guess it rubbed against his prostate. Anyway, I'd just get behind and and thrust, and it would vibrate, and he would come, and I would come...and then others would line up for me to do them. A few smacks with the paddle, my special cock inside them...I'd come five or six times a night at least, just doing other people. And then he'd have found some guy with a big, thick cock, and that guy would fuck me with everybody watching and I'd come so freaking hard...Shit, I can't wait. Just thinking about it and talking to you makes me so fucking wet." "Maureen, you can't be saying, you didn't, you wouldn't, not with, not in front of..." Pam stammered. She was shocked. And she wasn't just a little sticky and swollen any more, she could feel that her pussy was wide open and her cream was running down her legs. "Honey, I would and I did and it was great and telling you about it is making me so fucking horny..." Maureen reached out and caressed Pam's leg. "Oooh, silk," Maureen sighed. "You do wear such nice lingerie. Let me see." "Maureen, no!" Pam said, shivering from her friend's touch. Maureen kept stroking Pam's legs, moving over closer to her and letting her hand push up the hem of Pam's skirt so she could stroke her thighs. Pam squirmed. This wasn't right. She didn't like women. She didn't want Maureen doing this to her. Her nipples ached. Her crotch was soaked and her clit felt enormous. "C'mon, let me see. I bet you look really sexy," Maureen said softly but with firm insistence. Pam gave in. When Maureen spoke that way you had better obey. She stood up, pulled her sweater up over her head and dropped it next the couch. Then she undid the zipper on the side of her skirt and let it fall to the ground. "You are so hot," Maureen said, looking at Pam as she stood in her corset, panties and stockings. She pulled Pam down next to her on the couch and started running her hands up and down Pam's body. "Maureen, no," Pam whimpered as her friend began stroking her breasts through the satin cups of her corset. "It's ok, baby," Maureen said. She reached down and started undoing the garters from Pam's stockings. "Please, no," Pam sighed as Maureen's hand brushed across her vulva. "Let's get you out of these," Maureen replied, grasping the waistband of her panties and pulling them down over Pam's legs. "No, no," Pam whimpered again. Her body was betraying her, her breasts and nipples aching, cream flowing from between her legs. She lifted her hips to help Maureen pull her panties off. Maureen slipped off the couch and knelt in front of Pam, pulling the silky briefs first off one leg, and then the other. Pam's pussy glistened wetly in front of her. She reached up and gently pulled Pam open. Inside she was pale pink and her clit glistened, hard and red, from under its hood. Maureen bent forward and ran her tongue up the length of Pam's pussy, flicking gently at her clit as she slid a finger into her vagina. Pam felt herself clamp down around Maureen's invading finger. How could this be happening? How could she like it so much? "Oh, hell, yessss," she sighed. "Lick me, lick my creamy pussy you big bitch," Pam cried. There was no going back now. All that was important now was sex, was feeling herself swell with excitement and feeling the cream flowing out of her and down her legs. It didn't matter that it was Maureen. Maureen licked faster at her friend's clit. It was hard and firm in her mouth. She found Pam's g-spot with her fingers and began stroking. "That's it, that's it," Pam cried. "God do me hard, do me bitch, make me cum." Maureen sat up, two fingers buried in Pam's pussy, her thumb stroking her clit. "Here it comes you little tease," Maureen said. "You flit around in those little silky dresses, and those tight pants. I know you always have that silky underwear on. You just tease me all the time. And now I'm going to fuck you good." She jerked her fingers out of Pam's pussy and grabbed Pam's knees, pushing them up and open. "Here it comes, bitch, I'm going to fuck you silly." Pam trembled, knowing what was coming. She tried to spread herself even more open. She wanted it, she wanted Maureen's cock deep inside her, thrusting, thrusting.... And then it was there. It felt enormous. Maureen pushed the tip of it against Pam's opening. It slipped, riding up over Pam's inflamed clit. "Oh fuck, put it in me, put it in me," she cried. Maureen grabbed the shaft jutting from her crotch, positioned against Pam's opening again, and pushed. Pam felt herself open up and the hard, silicon dildo sliding deep inside her. It wasn't a real cock, but it was pretty damn good right now. "Do me bitch, do me!" Pam demanded, thrusting her hips up against Maureen, trying to get every inch of the dildo inside her. Maureen reached between her legs and flipped the switch for the vibrator. It hummed to life and Maureen felt her own juices start to flow. She thrust hard with her hips, driving her cock, her hard, black cock deep inside Pam. Pam wailed. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yes, Fuck me, fuck me. Do me bitch, fuck me with your big black cock." Maureen thrust harder, again and again. The peg of the dildo filled her nicely, and the vibrations against her clit were exciting. She's always fantasized about getting Pam in this situation, but never believed it would happen. As she thrust over and over again, she looked down at her friend. One breast had worked free from its cup, and a hard brown nipple was being rubbed by the edge of the fabric. Pam's eyes were closed and her face was scrunched up. Maureen could see that Pam was getting close. "Do me, harder bitch, harder," Pam moaned. Maureen thrust as hard as she could and reached down to rub Pam's clit. As she touched it, Pam exploded, her hips thrusting up off the couch. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK I'M COMMMMMMMING, I'M COMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGG," she moaned. Maureen rubbed her friend's clit a little more, watching Pam twitch and convulse around the dildo. She could feel the contractions flowing through the dildo and up inside her own pussy. Pam slowly came down from the orgasm. She was hot, and sweaty, and, as Maureen pulled back and the dildo slipped from her, noticed that her crotch was covered with her cream. How had this happened? Why did it feel so good? "My turn, bitch," Maureen said, pulling the dildo from herself with a soft, wet noise. "What?" Pam was still a little dazed from the orgasm. "I haven't come....now you do me. Put this sucker up inside you and then fuck me silly like I just did to you." "Maureen," Pam whined. She couldn't, she just couldn't. It was one thing...Maureen did this kind of thing, but she, but Maureen had seduced her..." "Get up and fuck me, bitch," Maureen demanded. Pam struggled up from the couch. She wasn't getting out of there until Maureen had an orgasm, and she wasn't going to take care of herself. "How does it work," she asked. "Just put the part that doesn't look like a cock up inside you. Then pretend you're the man," Maureen said, handing her the dildo. "It's vibrating," Pam said, a little shocked. ""Yes, that's part of what makes it feel good. Don't switch it off." Pam hesitated, looking at the obscene device. The end that went inside her wasn't as long or thick as the penis end, but it had a bulb and then narrower neck and it still looked more than big enough to fill her up. "Do it," Maureen ordered, lying back on the couch and spreading her legs open. Pam held herself open, positioned the bulb at the mouth of her vagina, and pushed it up inside. She felt herself stretch open to accommodate it, and then, as it slipped all the way inside, felt the mouth of her pussy close around the neck. "Put the ridged part against you clit," Maureen told her. "It feels best that way." Pam adjusted the dildo as she was told. The vibrations started flowing through her clitoris, and she felt herself squeezing down on it. "Told you," Maureen said, watching her friend twitch. "Now do me. I'm wet and I'm horny and I want to come, hard." Pam was doubtful, but she knew she had to go through with it. Her corset was bothering her, and, before she moved closer to Maureen, she reached behind her and undid the knot that held the lacing tight. She tugged a little at its sides and it loosened. She pulled it off over her head and dropped it on the floor next to her. "Oh god, you're gorgeous," Maureen sighed. Pam's breasts, though not large like Maureen's, were full and round, barely sagging at all, their nipples small, brown, erect and positioned high on each breast. Her waist was thin and her hips nicely rounded. And, Maureen knew from experience, the hard silicon cock jutting from the wet, light brown curls that framed Pam's pussy, was about to fill her up very nicely. Pam Gives in to Lust Ch. 01 Pam blushed. "Do me, know," Maureen demanded. "Fuck me with that big, black cock. Make me come." She pulled her legs apart. Pam looked down. She'd never really looked closely at another woman. Maureen's pussy glistened with her cream, red and swollen. The way Maureen was holding herself open, Pam could see into the opening of her vagina. She shuffled forward on her knees and positioned the cock against Maureen's opening. "That's it, baby, shove that cock deep inside me," Maureen demanded. "Oh god, Maureen," Pam cried. This was so wrong, so dirty. The dildo buzzed inside her, and Pam felt herself getting wet all over again. "Now, Pam....lean forward and slide it inside me. Fuck me good," Maureen cried, arching her hips up, trying to pull the cock inside her. Pam did as she was told, leaning forward and pushing her hips forward. The cock part of the dildo hesitated for a moment, and then Maureen's pussy stretched open and Pam felt herself sliding forward and into Maureen. "Oh shit, yes," Maureen sighed, "That feels so good. Fuck me Pam, Fuck ME!" Pam pushed forward a little more, then jerked back when she felt herself pressing against Maureen's crotch. She'd only ever felt that way with a man pushing against her, and Maureen's soft mound startled her. "That's it, slide in and out, nice and fast. Jam that thing in me." Pam tried to move in and out like a man would. It was awkward at first – she couldn't get into a rhythm, and the knob inside her kept jumping around. But after the first few strokes she found a rhythm and began steadily pounding away at Maureen. "Shit, shit, shit, shit that feels so fucking good!" Maureen cried. "Oh god, it does," Pam replied. She didn't know how, but she could feel every stroke she made into Pam. The dildo was vibrating against her crotch, but somehow it also transmitted the feelings of each stroke into the knob inside her pussy. If she kept it up she knew she would come again. Maureen reached between them and started fingering her clit as Pam continued to stroke in and out of her. Neither one spoke now as they both felt the tension building that foreshadowed an approaching orgasm. Pam started pushing harder and faster, her pussy slapping hard against Maureen's at the end of each stroke. Her clit felt enormous, swollen and begging for relief. She pushed harder and harder, rubbing herself against the ridges of the dildo, burying it deep within Maureen. "Oh shit, baby, that's it, that's it!" Maureen screamed. Her fingers moved hard against her clit, her hips arched up and Pam, whose orgasm just wouldn't come, slammed herself harder and harder into Maureen. "WRAAAAWHHHHHHH!!!!" Maureen came with a roar, wrapping her legs around Pam's back and pulling her hard against her aching pussy. Pam kept wriggling, trying to tip herself over the edge. She could feel the contractions of Maureen's orgasm, her pussy twitching as Pam pushed her crotch hard against Maureen. And then it was there. Hard, fast contractions, squeezing down and around the peg inside her, her clitoris on fire, her whole body shaking... "Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh, ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she cried, panting and moaning and sighing all at once. She collapsed forward onto Maureen. They lay entwined, crotches twitching with little aftershocks, until Pam realized she was cold. She extracted herself from Maureen's grasped and stood up. "You look so fucking hot with that cock sticking out of your crotch," Maureen said, looking at Pam with a smile. Pam blushed again, then reached between her legs and tugged gently on the dildo. She felt herself stretch open to let it pass out of her, and when her pussy closed against itself as it left one last, minute little orgasm ran through her. Neither of them said much as Pam slipped off her hose, now bunched around her calves, and then tugged on her blouse and skirt and stepped into her shoes. She picked up her corset, briefs and hose and walked to the door. She thought a little about how she'd have to be careful that her skirt didn't ride up too much as she drove home. Maureen stopped her just before she left and gave her a soft kiss. Pam didn't know quite what to think, but accepted it. "Be here at 4:30 tomorrow," Maureen said. "I have a special surprise for you." Pam shivered. She knew she didn't want to, but she knew she was coming back the next afternoon. Pam Gives in to Lust Ch. 02 with thanks to the Fireman John was just going to have to stop going out of town, Pam thought to herself as she stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. She'd called him as soon as she got home and told John what happened, of course. Thankfully, he'd understood. She wasn't too surprised that it had excited him, or that they'd had incredible phone sex after they'd talked about it, but she was still concerned about the whole situation. They were married, and that meant something, and part of what she'd always thought it meant was that they'd only have sex with each other. They talked about it for more than an hour. She kept coming back to it, nervous that she'd betrayed her vows. She was even more nervous that it could mean that John would betray his vows. Eventually they'd decided that if they were going to do anything, they'd try to do it together. They'd also decided that Maureen was probably going to be pretty aggressive about things, and that Pam would just have to make decisions as she went along in regard to Maureen. And if something did happen, and John wasn't there, well, it wasn't the end of things as long as she'd tell John about it soon after it happened. So John knew that she was going to Maureen's again tonight. Maureen had called that morning and pretty much dictated to Pam what she was to wear. And since Maureen had ordered that she not wear panties, Pam was pretty sure that she was in for at least a repeat of last night's encounter with Maureen. Pam had taken it a step further, and she wasn't really sure why. Maureen was shaved, and in the shower while Pam was shaving her legs she'd just decided to shave herself as well, since she was sure it would please Maureen. So now, as she looked at herself in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, her pubis glistened pinkly, without a single brown curl to be seen. She'd even gone so far as to shave around her anus. "What the hell am I doing?" Pam thought to herself as she ran her hands over her now hairless genitals. "This is nuts. John is more than enough for anyone. Why I am thinking so much about being with Maureen?" Pam went into the bedroom where she'd laid out the clothes Maureen had demanded she wear. It was actually a pretty simple outfit – everything was ivory in color. A sheer, half-cup bustier with attached garters, silk hose, a full silk slip with a lace hem, her wrap-around silk dress and heels to match. No panties. It wasn't an outfit Pam normally put together, but Maureen had been very insistent. As she stepped out the door a breeze fluttered up under her skirt, and Pam became very aware of her lack of panties. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but it was definitely a new one. She got in the car and drove to Maureen's. Maureen greeted her at the door with a gin and tonic. That wasn't a good sign, Pam thought. Alcohol, for some reason, made her horny – or at least reduced her ability to resist being seduced. "Drink up, sweetie," Maureen said. "It's going to be a fun night." "Fun?" Pam asked. "Fun," Maureen said. "Come here into the bedroom." "Maureen! I'm here for dinner. I'm not here to jump in bed with you." "You're here, missy, to do what you're told," Maureen said firmly, pulling her into the bedroom and closing the door behind them. "Maureen!" Pam complained. "This is part of the fun. Just do as you're told." "Yes Maureen," Pam was shocked at how quickly submitted to Maureen's demands. "Pull your dress and slip up around your waist and hold them there," Maureen told her. Pam did as she was told. "Very nice," Maureen commented, stroking Pam gently between the legs. "I do like you all smooth and silky." "I thought it would please you." "It does. Now, for a little lube. Hold yourself open, please." Maureen wasn't wasting any time, Pam thought, as the older woman rubbed lubricant over her vulva and pushed some into her vagina. "Spread a little wider, please." Pam spread her legs a little wider. "What the!" Pam exclaimed as Maureen slipped a finger full of lubricant into Pam's anus. "Trust me, baby, you'll appreciate it." "Maureen, I've never, I don't, I don't do anal things." "There's not time like the present to start then," Maureen replied, pushing more lubricant into Pam's anus. "Maureen, no!" "Pam, yes!" Maureen insisted. "Now, put this on." She handed Pam some kind of a sex toy. It had a waist strap and two straps for her legs. "The lump in the middle goes inside your vagina," Maureen directed. "Then the little bit at the top goes against your clitoris, and the tail inside your ass. Maureen helped Pam adjust the vibrator and tighten the straps around her waist and legs. When it was in position Maureen flipped a switch on the back of the toy. "Nothing's happening," Pam told Maureen. "And it won't, at least not right away. It's a little contest. Jennifer and I are wearing toys just like yours. See, look," she said, hiking up her dress to display the vibrator strapped to her vulva. "Mike, Jeremy and Kevin have the remote controls. They don't know whose toy they're controlling. Their goal is to surprise us – and to make one of us come. Our goal is to resist. Whoever comes first, well, the guy who has her controller gets to decide how we'll start the evening." Pam stood up, arranged her slip and dress, and then stood, hand on her hips, looking at her friend. "Maureen, I came over her for little dinner party. You said that last night. And this morning you said you needed another woman to match up with the unexpected guest your friends' were bringing. I didn't come for an orgy." "You came because I told you to come. And you sure didn't complain about things last night. These are special friends of mine, they're doing you a favor – you're definitely going to have a better time than John could ever give you." "Maureen, I thought after last night that John was going to divorce me. I can't do this." "You certainly can. I know you. I bet you talked to John, and I bet the idea of me doing you made his little dick stand up harder than it ever has. And I bet he figured out pretty damn quick that letting you get satisfied by me or anyone else was a pretty good idea if he wanted to keep you around." "Maureen, no. John and I love each other; I would never do anything to betray his trust in me." "Don't lie to me. I know you two have an agreement – it's exactly what the two of you would do. If something happens to you, you tell him. He can't do anything unless you're there and say ok." Pam was a little shocked to realize Maureen knew exactly what her and John's agreement was. In one way it was uncomfortable to realize that Maureen knew them so well. In another, it was a little reassuring, assuming Maureen wasn't going to push things too far. Still, it was scary to think that Maureen could read her so well. Maureen saw that Pam understood where she stood, and that she was ready to cooperate. It was easier than she thought it was going to be. "Still," Maureen thought to herself, "When she sees Kevin's cock she's going to be a little nervous." "Now come in and meet the others," Maureen directed. They walked out of the bedroom, down the hall, and into the living room. Pam was very aware of the toy strapped against her crotch. The tail of it in her ass even tickled a little. When they got to the living room Pam saw that a couple and two men were waiting for them. "Folks, this is Pam," Maureen said, introducing Pam. "Pam, this is Jennifer, Kevin, Jeremy and Mike." "Hello, it's nice to meet all of you," Pam said politely, looking around at her fellow guests. The others all responded, greeting Pam and starting to make small talk. As they spoke, about work, families, events going on in town, and the other things that people speak of at parties, Pam looked more carefully at each of her fellow guests. Jennifer and Kevin were a couple. She was a petite African-American woman, in her mid 40's, about 5'4" with beautiful, light brown skin. She was wearing red, and her dress, with a slit up almost to her hip, emphasized her slim legs. Kevin was a little older than Jennifer and was slightly darker skinned, about 5'10" and with beautiful brown eyes. Mike was their friend, about 6' tall and very fit. He had just retired from the Army where he'd been a Ranger. Jeremy, who was also African-American, was an old friend of Maureen's that Pam had met years ago. He was about 6' tall as well, a bit over 50, and a little paunchy. Maureen handed Pam another drink and it took a second for Pam to realize that it was the third drink she'd had that night, since Maureen had made her finish the first drink in the bedroom and had handed her another when they came into the living room. This wasn't good. Whenever she had three drinks with John she turned into a total slut – one night after three drinks at dinner at a restaurant she got into the car with John and immediately pulled her skirt up, pulled her panties off and masturbated the whole way home. John could barely keep his eyes on the road. During the conversation Pam felt her vibrator switch on and off a few times. The first time it startled her a bit, especially the tail bit that Maureen had inserted into her anus. It felt a lot better than she thought it would. She'd noticed Maureen and Jennifer smiling a few times, or letting out a little sigh, and assumed their vibrators were switching on and off a bit just like hers was. Dinner was uneventful, for the most part, except for one thing. Maureen made the women take off their dresses and the men take off their sports coats and pants. It took everything she had not to stare as Kevin, Mike and Jeremy pulled off their trousers. They all were wearing boxers, and Pam did glance, but really couldn't make out anything about their cocks. Like her, Maureen and Jennifer were wearing nice slips, Maureen's in black, Jennifer's red. Her vibrator switched on a few more times during the meal, for longer periods than before. By the time she finished desert she was definitely aroused. The looks on Maureen and Jennifer's faces showed that they were in the same state. After dinner they went back into the living room and kept talking. It was clear something was going to happen – there was a tension in the room – but Pam wasn't quite sure what would trigger the activities. "Ok, ladies," Maureen said, "Lose the slips." And she pulled her slip up over her head and off. She was wearing a tight, black corset that pulled in her ample stomach and propped up her large breasts. Jennifer only had on a lacy read thong, pulled up over her vibrator – her tiny breasts standing out proudly from her chest, their dark nipples fully erect. Pam pulled her slip up over her head and felt her nipples, rubbing a little against the edge of the half cups of her bustier, standing just as firm and erect. Maureen gestured, and the three women sat down next to each other on the couch. "Gentlemen, the three of us are going to sit here on the couch. Whichever of you can manipulate the vibrator well enough to make one of us come will get to choose how we start the evening. Now go." Pam jumped. The vibrator in her crotch had started up again. It was more powerful than it had been before. Apparently the device had some kind of a dial, because the vibrations would grow softer and then harder. She tried to pay attention to what was happening with the other women, but it was increasingly difficult. The vibrator kept buzzing away and she felt herself growing wetter and wetter. Still, Pam didn't want to give in. She looked at each of the men, but she couldn't figure out which one had the controller that was making her vibrator change speeds so maddeningly. The vibrations kept on, teasing her. Whoever had the control, he wouldn't let it stay long enough at one setting for Pam to go over the top. It was tormenting – the stimulation just got her cream flowing more and more, and her crotch to feel swollen and sensitive, but not enough to push her into an orgasm. She couldn't stop herself from crying out every time the vibrator changed speed. Maureen and Jennifer were moaning and gasping as well. The scent of aroused women filled the room. "OH god!" Pam groaned. She couldn't help it. Whoever was controlling her vibrator hadn't been turning it up all the way. Now he had. Pam could only pay attention to her own arousal now. The vibrations started in her ass, with the little tail buzzing and buzzing away in a place that couldn't possible feel good, but for some reason felt incredible. And the rest of it – her vagina was clutching at the nub that pressed up inside it and her clitoris was just about on fire. "Oh yeah, oh fuck, oh now, oh more, more, more," she cried out. All the eyes in the room were on her now. She slumped back on the couch, her hips pushing up against the vibrations, reaching for more stimulation. Nothing mattered now. All that was important was the orgasm. "Turn the damn thing up," Pam demanded. "I want to come..." "No, turn it off," Maureen ordered. "She's where we want her." Pam wasn't taking no for an answer. She reached down and started to press the vibrator against herself. "No!" Maureen said firmly, pulling Pam's hand away from her crotch. "Maureeeeen," Pam complained. "No, you caved in first, so whichever man has your controller gets to make a decision. So who is it? Jeremy?" Jeremy held up his controller and pointed it at her. He manipulated the dial. "Oh god no, that's me," Jennifer gasped as her vibrator sprang into life and then turned off again. "Ok, Michael, you try," Maureen directed. "That's the one," Pam cried. Her crotch was on fire. If he'd just let it go a little more, just turn it up that little bit more. "Ok, enough," Maureen said firmly. "Take off the vibrators ladies." Reluctantly, Pam loosened the straps and pulled the vibrator out of her anus and vagina. She was soaking wet, white cream dripping down her legs. "Ok, Michael, how shall we start the evening?" Michael looked eager. "Well, let's see. Jennifer, why don't you lie down here," he directed, pointing out a space on the floor in front of the couch. "Then Pam, why don't you get on top of her – in a 69. We can start with that." "Ok," thought Pam. "This won't be too bad. She's kind of pretty, and it's no worse than what I did with Maureen, so I guess I can handle it." Maureen pulled a sheet out from behind the couch and spread it on the floor in front of the couch. Jennifer stood up, removed her panties and the vibrator, and then lay down on the floor. Pam knelt down, straddling Jennifer, and looked back under her legs. Jennifer looked eager. "Let's go for it, Pam," Jennifer said. "I bet you taste nice and sweet." Pam looked down at Jennifer's vulva. Shaved just as naked as Pam's it glistened moistly. Her dark inner labia were swollen and extended and Pam could see the moist, pink, sensitive folds of skin within them. She dipped her head and gently licked. "Oh, that's nice," Jennifer sighed. Pam lowered her head again, kissing and licking the smaller woman's vulva. Her taste was slightly sweet. She felt Jennifer pull down on her buttocks, and Pam lowered her crotch closer to Jennifer's face. Jennifer's tongue felt marvelous as it swept up and down the length of her vulva. They settled into a gentle rhythm, and Pam felt herself moving back up to the peak she had been so close to a few minutes before. A hand caressed her ass. A male hand. It felt nice, and Pam continued licking and sucking on Jennifer. Then a finger invaded her anus. It was cold and slick. Someone was putting lubricant in her ass. "Oh hell," Jennifer thought to herself. "Maureen's going to stick that vibrator back into me again." She tensed a little, but the finger inside her moved around. Slowly Pam relaxed her anus. She tried to concentrate more on Jennifer and arousing her as the finger kept invading her anus, carrying more and more lubricant. She wondered a little how much was really necessary. "Ok, Pam, here I come," she heard Michael say. She felt his cock rub against her asshole, and she clenched it tight. "No, no! Not there," she cried, lifting her head from Jennifer. Maureen was standing in front of her, the dildo from their last session jutting obscenely from her crotch. "Yes, there, and you'll like it," Maureen told her. She pushed Pam's head back down into Jennifer's crotch. "Make her come. Lick her little pussy until she screams. Or else!" Jennifer trembled with fear. It was going to hurt, a lot. It had hurt too much when John tried. "He's big, but you can take it," Maureen told her. "Noooooo," Jennifer moaned as she felt Michael push against her. She struggled to stand up, but Maureen pushed her head back down, Jennifer wrapped her arms around Pam's waist, and Michael held her ass firmly, spreading the cheeks apart. "Just relax Pam," Michael said quietly."I'll be gentle." He pushed forward and Pam felt her anus begin to stretch open. She tried to clench it shut. Whack! Michael slapped her ass, hard, and she relaxed for a second. He pushed forward and Pam felt the tip of his cock start to slip inside her. "Oh god!" Pam cried. Jennifer had latched onto her clitoris and was sucking it hard into her mouth. She'd almost orgasmed, but the pain of Micheal pushing into her was distracting her too much. Whack! Michael slapped her again. This time he pushed harder, and the head of his cock forced its way past her tight ring of muscle. "It's burning, it's burning," Pam cried. "Relax, Pam. I won't go any further. Just relax and let yourself open up. The worst is over now," Michael said. Jennifer sucked harder on Pam's clit. The pain and the pleasure were driving Pam wild. Her clit was throbbing and her crotch was swollen and tender. But her ass, her ass hurt so much. She clenched down around Michael's cock, trying to force it out. "That's it, yeah, squeeze me. That feels great," Michael said. Every time she squeezed, he pushed hard against her, not giving up any of the ground he had conquered. She tried to squirm off of him, but Maureen and Jennifer held her tightly and Michael was pushing firmly against her. Pam gave up. She couldn't fight it anymore. Maybe if she gave in and focused just on what Jennifer was doing it would be ok. She bent her head forward and began licking vigorously at Jennifer's clit. Her ass relaxed. "That's it babe, I knew you could take it," Michael said, sliding completely inside her. Pam clenched down one more time. It hurt – she felt invaded and so stretched open. She willed herself to relax, and tried to pay more attention to what she was doing with Jennifer. Michael held still, and, gradually, she got used to the feeling of him being inside her. She squeezed down again, but this time she was shocked. Michael's cock actually felt good inside her ass. He began to pull out, and Pam groaned. It actually felt good. She liked having him in her ass. Pam continued to lick and suck on Jennifer's clit, trying to match suck for suck and lick for lick what Jennifer was doing to her. Michael thrust steadily into her. Slowly she climbed back up the hill toward her orgasm. Jennifer came first, thrusting her crotch hard up against Pam's face. "Oh shit, oh damn, so good, so good, so GOOD" she screamed. Pam kept licking and sucking, feeling Jennifer tremble and shake underneath her. She didn't quit until Jennifer begged for relief. "Stop, stop, it's too much, too tender," Jennifer cried softly. Pam did as she was asked, and was shocked to feel Michael slip out of her. He stood up and walked out of the room towards the bathroom. "I think all three now," he said before he left the room. Pam looked around, and saw Maureen stand up. She had been on her knees in front of Kevin and Jeremy, alternately sucking them. Pam Gives in to Lust Ch. 02 "Oh god!" Pam sighed. She'd just seen Kevin. "Yeah, he's big, isn't he," Maureen said, caressing Kevin's cock. "Jennifer let me measure him once – he's nine inches long and seven inches around. And he feels great pounding inside you." "You're going to like it," Jennifer said. "He stretches you out so good...." "And all three of them at once..." mmhhhh....Maureen sighed. Kevin lay down on the floor, his massive cock thrusting up from his groin. It was dark brown, and the head was even darker, almost purple. A drop of precum glistened at its tip. "Get on top," Maureen ordered Pam. Nervously, Pam straddled Kevin. How was she ever going to get him inside her? She glanced down at her crotch and realized that her cream was freely flowing down her legs. If she wasn't wet enough now, she'd never be. Kevin held his cock at the base as she squatted above him. There was no way it would ever fit. It didn't matter how wet she was. "Get on your knees," Maureen told her. "Then hold yourself open." Pam did as she was told. "Here, let me," Jennifer said. She took Kevin's cock in one hand and pushed it against Pam's vagina. "Just slide down on him now," she told Pam. Pam tried to relax and slide down. It wasn't easy, but she slowly stretched open and around him. "So damn full," she moaned. She'd never felt this full. "Lean forward a little," Jeremy said, pushing between her shoulders. Pam did, and as she did she realized that Jeremy intended to put himself in her ass. She felt Jeremy shuffle up against her and his cock push against her asshole. She willed herself to relax as he pushed forward, and her ass opened up to accommodate him. He felt thicker than Michael had, but it seemed easier for him to get inside her. "Move a little," Maureen told her. Pam began to slide backwards and forwards a bit. It was just too much for her. She felt stuffed, stretched open front and back. It was too much. Michael walked back into the room and stepped in front of her. "Suck me," he demanded. Pam looked up at his cock, still hard, wet from where he'd washed it after being in her ass. She opened her mouth and Michael gently pushed his cock into it. She sucked at it, running her tongue over its head. Jeremy began thrusting into her ass. She pushed back against it, and, doing so, felt herself slide down even further onto Kevin's cock. "Oh shit, oh damn, oh shit," she thought to herself. This was so wrong. She was sucking a black man, a black man was in her pussy, and another black man was in her ass. And it felt good...too good. Jeremy began moving faster. "Oh hell," he grunted. "She's so damn tight. I'm not going to last. So fucking tight." All three men began moving harder. She almost gagged on Michael's cock, thrusting steadily into her mouth. Her breasts hung down heavily, her hard, erect nipples brushing against Kevin's chest, little throbs of pleasure running through them. "Coming," Jeremy grunted. He thrust hard against Pam's ass, and she felt his semen spurting into her bowels. She pushed back hard against him and squeezed down, trying to pull every drop out of him. "Oh fuck, Pam," Kevin groaned, "do that again..." "Damn!" Michael groaned. He grabbed her head and thrust deeply into Pam's mouth. She felt his cock pulse, and then her mouth was full of his semen. She tried to swallow quickly, but it was everything she could do to keep from gagging as his cock pushed against the back of her mouth. She pulled back from him, trying to swallow as much of his semen as she could. As she did, she felt Jeremy slip from her ass. A moment later Michael pulled his cock from her mouth. She swallowed again and then sighed. She felt a bit empty, but was very aware of Kevin's cock buried in her pussy. She sat up a bit, and then began to grind down against him. He felt so good. She moved around and around, and then pulled herself up, feeling him slide out of her. Just before he slipped out, she slid back down on him, very quickly. "That's it, baby, just like that," Kevin moaned. Pam moved faster, thrusting her hips down over him, feeling stretched open, every part of her crotch quivering, her clit burning. She was so close. "Oh fuck yes," Kevin moaned, thrusting hard up into her. He was coming, and Pam kept thrusting against him, trying to bring herself over the edge. Kevin pushed up into her, and then grabbed her hips, holding her close against him. She tried to wriggle against him, but he wouldn't let her move. Pam was practically weeping. She was so close, but none of these people would let her finish. Kevin released her hips, and she tried to move against him, but Jennifer and Maureen were pulling her up off of him. "Don't wear him out," Maureen demanded. "I'm going to want some of that later." "Maureen, Maureen, I'm so close," Pam sobbed now. She was so close it hurt. Everything was swollen and tender, her clit was throbbing. "Do you want to come?" Maureen teased her. "Yes, yes, I'm so close," Pam sobbed. "Should we let her come?" Maureen asked the others. "Only if she masturbates for us," Jennifer demanded. "Oh god, no," Pam said. She just wanted someone to lick her, or fuck her. She didn't want to show herself off like that. But she needed to come so badly. "I think so," Maureen said. "If you want to come, you have to give us a little show." "Noooooo," Pam moaned. If she could just get back on Kevin's cock, just for a minute. He was still erect, semen still dripping from its end. It would only take a minute. "Yes," Maureen said. "Now you have to. Show us how you make yourself come." Pam sat up, her back against the front of the couch. She knew she had to do it. She needed to come so badly. She had to do it. "You want to see me masturbate?" she asked the group, gently rubbing a finger around her nipple. Her whole body twitched at the contact. She knew she was blushing bright red, but her whole body was throbbing. Right now she'd do just about anything if she could just come. It was humiliating. But the men were all erect, and stroking themselves. Maureen was tugging on the dildo stuffed up inside her. Jennifer was caressing her nipples. "If you want to come, you'll have to do it for us," Maureen said.The others were just staring at her, touching themselves. Pam sighed. She didn't have a choice. She pulled her feet up and let her knees fall open. With her right hand she reached down and began to caress herself. It felt good. She let two fingers slip inside. Her pussy convulsed around them. Her fingers slipped out and she began rubbing harder and faster, the middle three fingers pressed against herself, rubbing around and around her clitoris, rubbing faster and harder. She heard herself begin to moan. Occasionally she would let her fingers slide into her vagina and gather the cream there, then carry it back up over her clitoris, lubricating it. She glanced up. Jeremy was rubbing his cock, and Jennifer had reached over and was stroking Kevin. Maureen was rubbing the strap on dildo that Pam knew had a knob at the other end, buried in her pussy. Michael just watched, his mouth hanging open. Pam rubbed harder. "Ohh, yes, ohh you bastards. I'm going to come. I made you all come and you wouldn't let me finish so I'm finishing myself. I'm rubbing my hard little clit and it feels so good, so good.Oh hell yes. I don't need you. I'm going to come so hard." Her hand moved faster and faster. It was happening. She felt her muscles tighten. Just a little more. She rubbed harder. And moaned. There was no turning back. "Ooohhhhhhh mmmmmmnnnnnnn yyyeeeeeeeeah!!!!" she cried. The first convulsion hit hard. Pam's knees slammed together. The waves made her whole body tremble, and her legs slowly, oh so slowly, opened up again. She kept rubbing, and the convulsions kept coming, shaking her body. It went on and on. Ten minutes later she opened her eyes. Maureen and Jennifer were riding Kevin and Michael. Jeremy was standing next to Maureen, and as she ground herself down against Kevin, she sucked him. Pam watched, quietly. By the time they finished Pam was aroused again. She reached up to Michael, pulled him down on top of her, opened her legs and felt his slip inside her and start pumping. This time she came before he did. It wasn't as big an orgasm as the first, but it was a good one even still. By the end of the night she'd had each of the men again in her ass, even Kevin. She'd also taken Maureen's strap on and fucked both Maureen and Jennifer in the ass, as well as Jeremy, while he was fucking Maureen. Kevin and Jennifer dropped her off at home early the next morning. She was still asleep when John came home at nine that evening.