****** Lisa's Dark Desires by Ooz ******
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Lisa's Dark Desires


Perhaps my cravings are due in part to my looks. You see, I'm what men call a
"sex goddess." I'm a beautiful young woman, with enormous tits, a great ass,
sexy long hair, and an insatiable appetite for hot sex. I adore it, wallow in
it, can't get enough of it. I masturbate several times a day, often with my
roommate Leslie watching me. She knows she can have me whenever she wants, and
sometimes she does. God I love lying there, naked, in our dorm room, letting
Leslie do anything she wants to me. Her lips are like velvet on my pussy, and
when she fucks me with one of our disgustingly huge dildoes, well, it's almost
as good as a real cock fuck. But not quite.

Take Jamal, for example. He's been my mother's lover for a year now, and
whenever I can I fuck him, too. He's the blackest man I've ever seen, and his
cock is to die for. God I love that cock. I love to lie in bed with him
straddling my face, his cock wiping across my cheeks, leaving a trail of
drizzling cum on my flesh as the cock slides closer and closer to my waiting
mouth. Did I mention how much I love cum? Oh yeah. God I love it... all kinds
of cum. I like to eat it, chew it, and of course, swallow it. Nothing drives a
man, especially a black man, quite as wild as coming in a young white girl's
mouth while she swallows mouthfuls of the stuff for him.

I guess I'm a little submissive, due to the harsh spankings I got from Mom when
I was a kid. You see, I'm deaf, and sometimes to get my attention Mom had to
slap me. Naturally, like all kids, I got into trouble enough to get my ass
paddled every now and then. When I discovered masturbating, however, something
inside me must have snapped, and I began to associate orgasms with getting my
ass swatted. I used to rub my cunt against Mom's legs when she was spanking me,
and I think she knew it was exciting me, too, because I could hear her
breathing real hard when she slapped my naked ass stretched out across her
thighs. Later, when I got older, she continued spanking me, and sometimes I
would do things to get into trouble just to get a spanking from her.

One evening something happened to strip away the charade we'd both been
maintaining. I did something to piss Mom off, and she motioned for me to get my
ass over to her and take down my skirt. This wasn't anything new. What WAS new
was that one of her lovers was standing right there next to us watching us. I
looked at Mom and it was easy to tell she was turned on. Her eyes were
smoldering with lust, and when I realized what she was doing, my cunt flooded
immediately with hot juices.

I was fifteen, and my tits were almost as big as they are now, and when I
turned to look at Mom's lover, a guy named James, he just grinned at me and
winked. I felt my face flush, and then I stood real tall, with my tits stuck
out in my thin halter top, and took my skirt down right there in front of him.
I had on a pair of thin bikini panties, and I knew he could see right through
them. It was all I could do to keep from touching myself, I was so fucking hot.
Then Mom motioned for me to take my panties off, too. I stared at her, and she
grinned smugly at me, nodding her head, signaling for me to do as she asked.

I did it. God I was hot, so fucking hot, as I stood there in front of Mom and
James and slowly slid the tiny bikini panties down over my hips, revealing my
oily pussy to both of them. I made sure James could see the slippery cunt
juices on my thighs, and when I walked over to Mom I stood there for a minute
so she could see how wet I was, too. Then just before I lay across her thighs I
pushed her skirt up to her waist so I could lay on her bare flesh. She didn't
try to stop me, and when I ground my wet pussy into her legs I knew she could
feel my juices on her.

I stared at James when Mom started spanking me, making eye contact with him,
then lowering my gaze until I was staring directly at his cock, which was
starting to swell. I could see him telling Mom something, and the next thing I
knew she was tugging at my blouse, pulling it up over my head. Then she
unsnapped my bra, and slipped it off, too, leaving me totally naked in front of
James and her as she continued slapping my ass.

Mom hits hard, but I loved it. I started rubbing myself shamelessly on her
naked legs as she hit me, spreading my legs wide open, letting James see my
pussy. He came closer, said something to Mom again, and then laughed. He was so
close to me now I could clearly see the outline of his cock in his trousers.
God it was long, and I wondered if he'd take it out and show it to me. I looked
up at him, then licked my lips real slow while staring at his cock again,
opening my mouth like a slut whore, letting him know I'd suck his dick for him
if he wanted it.

He wanted it alright. Boy did he want it! As I stared at him he slowly began
unzipping his fly. I licked my lips again, and rubbed my cunt all over Mom's
legs while she continued hitting me. God I was hot, so fucking hot. I was real
close to coming, and by then I didn't care if Mom knew it or not.

When James reached into his pants and hauled out his monster cock, I whimpered
and couldn't hold back any longer. I felt myself coming all over Mom's legs,
moaning and rubbing my swollen wet clit all over her. She squeezed my ass
cheeks real hard, spanking them, slapping them, then rubbing them while James
started jacking off, his dick pointed right at my face. Oh how I wanted that
huge fucking prick in my mouth and cunt. It had to be at least ten inches long,
maybe more, and it looked as thick as my wrist. I'd fucked myself with stuff
almost that big before, like Coke bottles and shit like that, but I'd never had
a real cock fuck me. Not one like that, anyway. I'd let a boy in our
neighborhood shove his little dick onto the opening of my pussy one time, but
as soon as his dick touched my cunt he came, so as far as I was concerned, I
was still a virgin. This, however, if it ever got near me would most certainly
take my cherry, which is exactly what I wanted.

"Uhhh," I could see James moaning, and then he looked at Mom. She must have
said something to him, cause he grinned and came closer to my face, offering me
his hard cock. I looked up at Mom, and her eyes were glazed over and she looked
like she was just about ready to come herself. I felt her fingers sneak under
my body, into her own pussy, and knew she was masturbating as James came closer
still. Then I did it. I opened my mouth and let him use it like a fucking cunt.

As soon as he slid his huge dick into my mouth I came again. God DAMN it was
big! I almost choked on it, it was so big, but I loved it, loved sucking it,
right there in front of my own mother.

"Cocksucker!" I'd heard the term before, and now a shiver ran through my body
when I realized I was one now. God it made me feel slutty, and the more slutty
I felt, the better I loved it. I was burning up now, on fire, and I wanted more
than just to give a blow job. I wanted to get FUCKED, and I wanted to get
fucked by this huge fucking black dick!

"Uhhhh!" I felt myself groaning. I pushed the cock out of my mouth, and rolled
over onto my back, on Mom's legs, my legs spread, fingers pulling my cunt open
for James. "Uhhh!" I groaned again, motioning for him to come around in front
of me and fuck me.

I saw him talking to Mom, and then he did it. He walked around between my legs,
and just stood there, inches from my pulsating cunt, his cock in his hand,
drooling pre-cum juice from the end. The fucking thing was twitching, and
oozing slippery goo out the end, and I humped my cunt at it to let him know
what I wanted.

He looked at Mom one more time, and I looked up at her and her eyes were
blazing with lust. She looked at me and nodded her head, giving James the go
ahead to fuck me. I looked back at him, and he grinned a shit-eating grin and
just moved into me, pressing his dick into my pussy, rubbing it all around,
spreading his cock goo all over my cunt lips, getting me ready for his monster
cock.

And then it happened. He pushed forward, hard, ramming his dick into me. All
the way up inside me in one long, powerful stroke.

I screamed, I know I did. The pain was so excruciating I thought I might pass
out. I felt something rip inside me and felt blood dripping over my thighs. I
thought I'd broken my cherry before, but obviously I hadn't. James sure had,
though, and when he was all the way up inside me, his eyes glazed, he just
stood there, trembling, trying to hold off from coming, I guess.

Mom reached down and began pinching my nipples. Her eyes were crazed looking,
and she slapped my tits, hard, so hard it brought tears to my eyes. Then she
pinched my nipples again, as hard as she could, her eyes like a wild animal's,
filled with demented passion. She was getting off on hurting me, and suddenly I
loved it, loved getting hurt by them, the two of them.

"Yesss!" I tried to scream, and she leaned over and bit my nipple. I screamed
again, and James withdrew his cock almost all the way out, then slammed it back
into me again. I came, instantly, so hard I felt myself peeing on him a little.
God I was hot, so fucking hot, I wanted it all, baby, everything... cock,
getting hurt, exhibiting myself in front of my mother like a cheap whore...
everything, and oh boy was I ever getting it.

When James finally was ready to come, he pulled out and walked around by my
face. His eyes were crazy looking, and his fingers flew back and forth over his
cock while he milked the cum out of it. Mom was fingering me now, ramming three
fingers in and out of my cunt as fast as she could, and when James finally
started coming on my face I came again... and again... and again. I just
fucking couldn't stop coming. I opened my mouth and ate his cum, licking my
lips as he shot spermy snotty cum all over my lips and cheeks and chin. I could
feel it dripping off my chin and onto my neck, and I reached down and scooped
the cum from my neck and rubbed it all over my face, which turned James on even
more. He pushed his dick onto my face while it spurted goo out the end, coating
me with more sperm. Mom pinched my nipples again, one after the other, and I
came so hard I pissed again, all over her legs. She slapped me, my tits, and I
knew she was yelling something at me and all that did was make me come harder.

Finally it ended. James fell onto a nearby chair, exhausted. Mom pushed me onto
the floor, then knelt down and rubbed her wet thighs all over my face and head,
using my hair to mop up the piss I'd splattered on her thighs. I could smell
the heat coming from her cunt, and for a second almost wanted to suck her
pussy, but I didn't. She would have probably killed me if I'd done that, but I
wanted to. At least right at that moment I did.

I walked to my room, took a shower, and fell into bed. My pussy was torn and
sore, and still I had to masturbate again and again, over and over until it was
so raw I couldn't stand to touch myself any longer. God it had been fantastic.
I'd loved it... all of it, and knew I would want more as I grew older, which
has exactly been the case.

Over the years Mom and I and her various lovers continued to engage in
threesomes. Surprisingly, we never got into a lesbian thing together, although
I wouldn't have minded. Mom is very beautiful. Hell, she's a former Miss
Arkansas, so you know how good looking she had to be when I was young, and
she's still a hot looking babe, and one of the sexist women I've ever known.
She's also a sadist, which I guess is why I've been attracted to that same
thing.

It wasn't until I met Professor Dulon that I actually was able to engage in any
sadism myself. He's a much older man than me, and I met him when I went to
college for the first time. He taught a course in abnormal psychology, and as I
observed him in class, I kept feeling like he was hiding something from his
students. Later I found out what.

Because I'm deaf, I sometimes need help with my school work after class.
Professor Dulon offered to help me, and I accepted his offer. I knew he thought
I was sexy, so I began teasing him, showing him more leg as I sat in his
office, letting him catch occasional glimpses of my crotch. Then I started
going without a bra around him, letting him see my erect nipples under my thin
sweaters and tee shirts. I have huge 34D tits, and a small waist, so it was
pretty easy to capture his attention.

Then one evening he asked me if I'd like to have dinner with him. I said I
would. He said we would have to be very discrete about it, and asked if I'd
mind eating at his home. He told me his wife would be there, so it would be
safe. I was startled to find out he was married, and secretly disappointed, but
I agreed.

We left from school and drove directly to his home in the suburbs. I noticed
there weren't any other houses anywhere near his. He and his wife live in a big
house on an old unworked farm. When we went inside his wife was waiting for us.
She's a beautiful Asian woman who I found out was from Thailand. Professor
Dulon explained that she was a prostitute in Bangkok before he brought her to
this country, something that didn't seem to embarrass either one of them.

Professor Dulon served us a strangely exotic drink, and as we sat there sipping
it, I found myself growing quite warm. Ninka, his wife, used my clipboard to
write a question to me, asking if I felt warm. I nodded I did, and she smiled,
and reached behind her and unbuttoned her dress, then let it fall to the floor.
She was wearing a sexy ensemble of lingerie consisting of a very lacy black
bra, bikini panties, garter belt, and stockings. All were transparent, and it
was very obvious she shaved her pussy.

I swallowed hard, and she motioned for me to remove my clothes as well. I
looked at Professor Dulon, and his eyes were glazed like Mom's got when she was
about to do something sadistic. I shrugged as if I didn't understand what he
wanted, and he walked over to me, grabbed me roughly, and kissed me, jamming
his tongue into my mouth as he roughly squeezed my tits with his hands.

I jumped back from him, and he laughed, then pointed to my nipples. They were
rock hard, and making big bumps in my sweater. I was excited, and he knew it,
they both did.

For a moment I hesitated, but then Ninka walked over to me and simply pulled my
sweater up over my head and tossed it aside. I hadn't worn a bra, and my tits
felt cool when unclothed, causing my nipples to grow even larger. As I watched,
she reached down with fingernails that must have been two inches long, and
raked them gently over my nipples, using them like little knives. I shuddered,
and she laughed. Professor Dulon was watching us as he also began to undress,
and I made no attempt to stop Ninka when she moved behind me and unbuttoned my
skirt, removing it for me, leaving me standing there in front of them in only
my bikini panties.

When I was naked, we moved down the hallway, and then down a flight of stairs,
to a basement room. It was very dark and damp, and the walls were rough stone.
Ninka walked around and lit candles in sconces hanging on each wall, basking
the room in flickering candelight. In the dim light I saw an incredible array
of sadistic torture instruments. There were whips, riding crops, canes,
handcuffs, and an assortment of huge dildoes hanging from the walls. I began to
shiver, and when Professor Dulon embraced me from behind, I felt his erect cock
pressing upward against my ass cheeks. His flesh was very hot, and I felt
myself moaning with excitement. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I
knew whatever it was, I was going to enjoy it.

When the candles were all lit, Ninka came back to us and dropped to her knees
in front of me, her sultry eyes glaring at my pussy. I felt myself growing wet,
and when she leaned forward and began licking my thighs, I spread my legs for
her, giving her access to my pussy. By now in my life I had experimented a few
times with sex with other woman, and found I liked it. Hell, who am I kidding.
I like all kinds of sex, and see no reason whatsoever to deny myself pleasure
of any kind. And what Ninka was now doing to me was definitely providing me
with pleasure.

Professor Dulon was cupping my breasts in his hands from behind me, his arms
wrapped around my body while his cock pressed into my ass cheeks. I turned my
head toward him, and we kissed, our mouths open, tongues sliding against each
other. And then he did something that totally shocked me.

Walking around from behind me, his erect cock bobbing in front of him, he took
one of my hands, positioned it above us, then brought it down with a hard,
slapping motion directly on Ninka's face. His eyes blazed, and when he slid his
hand higher up on my arm, just above my elbow, and repeated the rising, then
slapping motion I let my hand slap Ninka on its own.

The woman's eyes glowed with desire, and she grinned at me, holding her cheeks
for me to slap again. Without his help this time, I did it, slapping Ninka
hard, causing my handprint to appear on her face. Professor Dulon nodded his
approval, then took my hand and led me over to the mattress lying in the center
of the room, on the floor. Ninka took off her panties and bra, then lay on the
mattress, on her back, her arms and legs outstretched in the form of a large
"X" shape. Professor Dulon handed me the handcuffs, four sets of them, and
motioned for me to secure Ninka to the mattress. I saw what he was pointing at,
and quickly figured out the handcuffs went around Ninka's wrists and ankles,
and the other ends of each set went through a series of hooks embedded in the
floor at each corner of the mattress. When Ninka was streched and restrained to
the floor hooks with the handcuffs, Professor Dulon grinned at me, then took my
clipboard and wrote something.

"She is yours to torture. Do anything you wish to her other than killing her.
She loves pain. I'll show you."

I watched him walk over to the wall and remove a cat o'nine tails black leather
riding crop, swishing it through the air as he approached his helpless wife.
Her eyes were excited, and when he swung the crop quickly down onto her tits,
she screamed, her body trembling in fear and pain as her breathing began coming
in deep gasps. Professor Dulon turned to me and raised his eyebrows, as though
saying, "see what I mean?" And then he handed the whip to me.

Standing there, naked, looking down at this helpless, beautiful woman, with a
whip in my hand, I suddenly felt the excitement Mom must have felt all those
years when she spanked and slapped and pinched me. I could do anything I wanted
to this girl... anything... and she would love it.

I grinned at her, and she grinned back, but not for long. I lashed out at her,
striking her across her tits with a blow so hard it marked her skin. Then I
dragged the black leather thongs across the stripped marks I'd just made on her
flesh, teasing her, dragging the whip down across her body, toward her cunt.
Her naked, shaved, bare, exposed cunt.

Turning to Professor Dulon, I signaled toward Ninka's cunt, wanting to know if
I could strike her there as well. He grinned and nodded yes. I looked back at
Ninka, and she squirmed, trying to move away from me, away from the whip. I
dragged it across her pussy again, and then hit her with it, the thongs of the
riding crop fanning out to increase the pain just before I struck her. She
screamed, and before she could recover from the searing pain I had just
administered to her delicate pussy, I struck her again... and again.

She was bleeding now, a little. Small scars ran across her naked pussy where
the strands of the whip had struck her, and when I leaned down between her
thighs, she glared at me, her eyes blazing with hatred... and excitement. I
smiled at her, then turned the riding crop around and jammed it inside her
pussy, fucking her with it, with the rough leather whip, jamming it far up
inside her, watching her scream, knowing she was screaming even if I couldn't
hear it.

Backing away from her, trembling with excitement, I turned toward Professor
Dulon and dropped to my knees, taking his cock in my mouth, sucking it while he
wrapped his fingers in my hair, tugging on it, hurting me. I bit down slightly
and he slapped my face, hard, so hard he knocked me to the ground. Then he
pushed me down, right there on the cold floor. And fucked me. Oh God did he
fuck me.

His cock wasn't as long as some of Mom's lovers but it was long enough, and he
moved so skillfully inside me I came immediately. Once my tremors had subsided
he led me over to Ninka, positioning me above her face, in a sixty-nine
position, where he began fucking me again. I lay down on top of Ninka, on her
face, and felt her tongue probing and licking my cunt as her husband fucked me.
On impulse I plunged my face into her cunt, her bleeding, dripping, juicy cunt,
and began sucking it. I felt her body jerk violently beneath me, and when I bit
her clit she pushed her pussy up into my face, letting me know how much she
loved what I was doing to her.

Behind me I felt Professor Dulon push roughly into me, holding his body there
as his cock exploded inside me. I came then, again, over and over as Ninka's
tongue continued slurping and sucking my clit while her husband's sperm spurted
into my cunt.

When he finished, he pulled out of me. I started to get off Ninka, but
Professor Dulon held me in place, raising my body up until my cunt was directly
over his wife's face. I knew what he wanted, and grinned, pushing on the
internal muscles of my pussy, forcing his cum from my cunt down into Ninka's
mouth. I shuddered with excitement, and came again.

Afterward we rested. He stroked my hair, then ran his fingers down over my face
to my nipples. Pinching them, I inhaled deeply, then gasped as he pinched them
again. He grinned at me, a sadistic, eerie grin, and I felt myself growing
excited again.

He took my writing pad and wrote a note again.

"Can you handle more excitement? Some more perverted, perhaps?"

I read the note and nodded vigorously. Ninka was still clasped to the mattress.
Professor Dulon looked down at her, grinned, then indicated to me he would
return in a moment. He walked to the other end of the basement room, then
returned pushing something, a kind of gymnastics horse thing. It was only
perhaps two and a half or three feet above the floor, and it also had rings on
it. He unclasped Ninka from the mattress, and she stood on shaky legs massaging
her wrists and ankles. Then Professor Dulon motioned for her to move over to
the leather horse, which she did, lying on it on her stomach as he clasped her
ankles and wrists to the rings on it near the floor. When she was secured in
place her cunt and ass were brazenly open and exposed. Professor Dulon grinned
at me, left the room, and in a few moments returned leading a huge Great Dane.
I gasped at the beautiful animal when it walked over to me and slurped a sloppy
kiss across my lips.

I laughed, and Professor Dulon grinned at me, then motioned for me to watch. He
led the dog over to his wife, and as soon as the animal noticed Ninka's exposed
pussy, the dog started licking it. I looked at Ninka and she was staring at me,
her eyes glazed with lust. She was grinning at me, an evil, sexy grin, as
though she knew what was going to happen next and wanted it.

Professor Dulon came over and took my hand, leading me over to the regal dog.
Pressing on my shoulders, he gently forced me to my knees next to the dog, then
took my hand and placed it on the animal's cock, his fingers around mind,
squeezing and unsqueezing, showing me what he wanted me to do. I did it,
masturbating the dog as I watched it's long, slimy cock suddenly begin to slide
out of its furry sheath. When the animal was erect, I wrapped my fingers around
the pink shaft and continued stroking it. Behind me I felt Professor Dulon
pushing on the back of my head, forcing me closer and closer to the thick doggy
cock.

Suddenly I wanted to do it. Something inside me snapped, and I felt a
tremendous shudder course through my body. And then I did it. I leaned forward
and took the dog's cock in my mouth, sucking it like I had done to James those
many years before. It tasted bitter, and very salty, and as I sucked the animal
a million thoughts blazed through my mind, all of them nasty. I felt myself
coming again, and began sucking the animal in a way that would force it to come
in my mouth. But that wasn't to be.

When the dog was totally erect, Professor Dulon pulled me roughly away from the
animal by my hair, hurting me. Then he led the animal to Ninka's cunt, and as
he apparently had many times before, the animal mounted his mistress and began
fucking her.

Ninka moaned, I could tell, and as we watched, Professor Dulon bent me over at
the waist and spit in my asshole, then slid his cock inside me there, fucking
me in the ass as the dog fucked his wife. God it was a hot, nasty fucking
scene, and I loved it. I came again, then again, until I felt his cock swelling
inside my ass. When he came I came again with him, my orgasm so strong I know I
was screaming. Ninka was screaming now, too, I could see, and the dog was
fucking her so hard and fast I knew it must be coming, too, and it was, because
shortly afterward it tried to pull away from her, but couldn't. The knot in the
dog's cock inside Ninka's cunt didn't allow him to pull out of her, so the
animal just stood there looking goofy, panting and drooling until finally his
cock shrunk enough to allow it to slide from Ninka's cunt.

I was trembling from excitement and wondered what else this crazy pervert would
have us doing that night. And then I found out.

"One last pleasure for you, my pet" he wrote on my clipboard. With Ninka still
strapped to the leather horse, he went to a corner of the room and brought back
an butane torch and what looked like a small branding iron.

"I've been saving this for Ninka for a very special occasion. Tonight is that
occasion," he wrote on my clipboard. Then he smiled at me, leaned down and
kissed his wife and showed her the iron. Her eyes got real big, and for the
first time she showed real fear, but beneath the fear there still remained the
crazed desire for sex, deviate sex, sadistic, cruel sex that obviously so
excited her.

As I watched, Professor Dulon lit the butane torch with a match, adjusted the
blue flame until it was just over an inch long, and then he began holding it to
the end of the iron. As the iron heated up it began to turn red, then a bright
orange, then white hot. Professor Dulon walked over to his wife, then motioned
for me to join him. As I watched, he handed the branding iron to me, and
grinned at me, nodding for me to do it, to brand his wife.

My hands were shaking as I took the iron from Professor Dulon, holding it as he
reheated it for a moment until it was once again white hot. Then he put the
torch down and signaled for me to do it, his fingers grasping his cock,
masturbating as my heart began beating so hard I thought it might burst. Could
I do this? Could I brand another woman? Did I really want to?

YES! God forgive me, but I did. More excited than I could ever recall, with one
hand I began masturbating, and then I did it. I leaned the white hot iron
against Ninka's ass, holding it there for a few seconds, watching as the
searing flesh began to sizzle. Smoke rose from her flesh, and I saw her lurch
forward, trying to escape from the iron.

Finally I removed it, watching as her body slumped against the leather horse,
unconscious. I could smell the acrid fumes from her burned flesh, and just when
I thought nothing more grotesque could possibly take place, Professor Dulon
stood next to Ninka's burning ass and began pissing on it. Ninka's body jerked
violently, and then relaxed as the urine seemed to help cool the burned flesh
where the iron had formed, in very small letters, the word "SLAVE."

Later we dined together as though nothing had happened. Ninka served a
delicious meal, accompanied by a terrific bottle of fine French Chambertin
burgundy. We had dressed casually, in robes, for dinner, after showering
together in their bathroom stall shower, and now we were enjoying coffee
together.

Ninka wrote "Do you find me crazy, my dear?"

I shook my head no, indicating that I thought she was wonderful. She smiled,
then wrote, "Next time I want you to use the iron on me again. It was the most
intense pain I've ever experienced. I can't describe how wonderfully, painfully
exciting it was for me."

I grinned and nodded, letting her know I would. Afterward, while Ninka sat
leisurely stroking herself, watching us, Professor Dulon fucked me again,
coming in my pussy, after which Ninka sucked me, sucked his cum from my cunt. I
came three times, and was so exhausted I could hardly stand and walk to the car
afterward.

Professor Dulon drove me home, kissed me politely, stroked my cheek, and waited
until I was safely inside the dorm. When I got to my room, Leslie asked where
I'd been.

"Heaven... and hell," I wrote for her. And then I went to bed and slept more
soundly than I had in years, while visions of our incredibly blissful evening
of total debauchery danced through my head....


Chapter 2.

In the days following my evening with Professor Dulon and his wife Ninka, I
must have masturbated fifty times, lying there in bed, my eyes closed, vividly
recalling every detail of that extraordinary evening of sexual depravity and
lust. God it was exciting... watching as the dog fucked her... handling the
dog's cock myself... and the ultimate thrill... branding Ninka with the hot
iron. Jesus! Even now, just writing about it makes my pussy flood with hot
juices.

Vickie had asked me to tell her what had happened, but I managed to avoid
discussing it with her. For some reason, even though Vickie knows what a sexual
freak I am, I wasn't sure she'd share my excitement over the events of that
particular evening. I wanted to tell her... to share what I'd done with her,
but something caused me to hold back. And then it happened.

I had made arrangements for Vickie to meet me after one of my classes with
Professor Dulon, and as luck would have it, on that particular afternoon the
other students had all cleared out immediately as soon as the class ended, and
Vickie was a little late. I was left alone with Professor Dulon, and as he
stared at me with those dark, brooding eyes, I felt myself growing wet again.

"Tell me about this Vickie," he wrote on my clipboard. "Is she pretty?"

I nodded my head, smiling.

"Is she sexy? Is she as experimental as you, Lisa?"

I felt myself blushing. I raised one finger and nodded my head, then raised two
fingers and shrugged, waving each hand from side to side to indicate I felt
Vickie was sexy, but that I wasn't sure she was as "hot" as I am. I think
perhaps she could be, under the right conditions, but wasn't sure she would
ever have the deep, dark cravings that drive me so deeply into deviate sex.

"Would she like to come and play with us?" Professor Dulon wrote.

I shrugged again, and Professor Dulon smiled. Then Vickie arrived.

I smiled at her, and she knew, just from looking at me, that I was excited
again. Vickie can read me like a book, although as hard as my nipples were at
that moment, anyone would have been able to tell I was excited. Vickie grinned
her sexy little smile at me, and I introduced her to Professor Dulon.

Professor Dulon and Vickie talked for a few minutes, and then I she quickly
turned to me with an understanding smirk, still speaking to Professor Dulon but
staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"These," Vickie said, touching my nipples. "You slut," she teased. I felt my
pussy growing wet again, and when I looked at Professor Dulon he was smiling,
too.

Before we left, Vickie accepted Professor Dulon's invitation to take me to his
home that evening. Back in our dorm room, when she told me what he had said to
her, I got so hot I couldn't help myself. I flopped down onto my bed, pulled my
skirt up to my waist, and began masturbating. Vickie came over and stroked my
cheeks, watching me, as she often likes to do. And then she kissed me,
tenderly, stroking the hair from my face as I came.

I was drenched in sweat, and I could smell myself, my pussy. I knew Vickie must
have been able to smell me, too, because her nostrils flared a little as she
looked down at my fingers while they slowly rubbed my sopping jade green nylon
bikini panties. When my fingers finally stopped moving, Vickie took my hand and
brought it to her face. Staring into my eyes, she inhaled, deeply, then sucked
my fingers. I felt my pussy flooding with hot juices again, and suddenly had to
pee. I started to get up off the bed, but Vickie held me there, her eyes on
fire now. I indicated I had to go to the bathroom, but Vickie held me there, on
my bed, not letting me up. She was trembling slightly, and when I tried to get
off the bed again, she again pushed me back down, holding me there, on the bed,
her eyes smoldering with lust now.

"Do it. Right here," she mouthed to me.

GOD! Was she actually asking me to do this? To lie there, in my bunk bed, while
I peed? I really had to go badly now, and knew I wouldn't be able to hold it
much longer, and the more I had to go, the hotter I was getting. Could I do it?
Could I actually just lie there, in my bed, and... piss? If she kept holding me
down, I knew I wouldn't have a choice. And she did. She just kept pushing down
on my shoulders, forcing me to remain right where I was as the urge to go kept
growing and growing and growing, until....

I did it.

"Ohhhh," I moaned, as the first few droplets of pee began to bubble up and out
of my cunt. Vickie looked at my pussy, at the dark wet stain that began forming
in my panties, her eyes so wild with nasty passion I suddenly wanted to do it
for her.

I spread my legs wider apart, letting her see the hot, wet, golden river as it
ran out of my pussy and through my panties, soaking the bed, my thighs, and my
ass. Vickie was mesmerized. Her gaze was so intense I thought she might come
herself at any second, and when she slowly moved her hand down toward my
pissing cunt, I knew I was going to come again, even as I lay there peeing in
my bed.

"Uhhhh!" I moaned again, letting Vickie know how badly I wanted her to touch
me, to feel my piss. She grinned at me for a moment. And then she did it. She
cupped her hand directly over the hot torrent of piss, and squeezed my dripping
cunt with her fingers, feeling my wetness, my excitement.

I had no idea piss was as exciting to Vickie as it was to me... no idea she
also was turned on by golden showers. Could she be attracted to the other
sexual perversions that also turned me on? Could she... WOULD she... engage in
sexual acts with animals... or would she participate with me in hurting
Ninka... branding her?

Suddenly I had to come again. My body twisted on the bed, spraying us both with
my squirting piss. And then something happened that so excited me it instantly
drove me over the top, and down into the deep abyss of one of the most intense
orgasms I've ever experienced. Without any warning, Vickie suddenly bent over
and clamped her mouth on my cunt, on my soaking wet panties... and sucked!

I screamed, feeling her lips kissing my pussy, sucking the piss from my
drenched panties, as still I continued to pee, peeing now directly into my
wonderful, loving, irreplaceable roommate's mouth. My fantasies of sexual
perversion involving Vickie had in a microsecond been surpassed by the reality
of Vickie's demented act. I could feel her playing with herself as she ate, and
drank me, and as I lay there in my hot, wet piss, letting her eat me, I
continued to come, over and over again, with each sucking action of her
delicate lips on my pussy. I came so hard I almost passed out, and when finally
she stopped sucking, and drinking me, I felt her move me over to make room for
her, and she climbed into bed with me... on top of me. She kissed me, and spit
some of my piss into my mouth, rubbing her cunt on my bare, wet thigh. And then
I felt it....

"Hmmmm," I felt her moan, her eyes sparkling with deviate lust as she released
her own pee all over me, soaking me with hot wet piss all over again as she
kissed me, the taste of my piss strong on her lips and tongue.

I was in Heaven, the kind of Heaven I'd experienced during my evening with
Professor Dulon and his wife, and as we finally dozed off, I smiled to myself
in anticipation of what we'd do that evening with Professor Dulon and Ninka.

The Four Of Us....

Professor Dulon greeted us at the door wearing only a black satin bathrobe and
slippers. Under my trench coat, I was practically naked myself, wearing a
transparent purple teddy ensemble consisting of sexy bikini panties and
matching stockings attached to the garter snaps on the teddy. Vickie had
ordered the lingerie for me from Frederick's of Hollywood, and I knew I looked
like the slut I intended to become that evening. Vickie was dressed similarly,
only her lingerie was royal blue, which accentuated her blue eyes and blond
hair. Staring at us as we removed out coats, revealing our sexy outfits,
Professor Dulon grinned, clearly pleased at what he saw.

"Ninka is waiting for us... downstairs," he said to Vickie. Taking his hands,
we allowed him to lead us to the lower level dungeon, the room I had visited on
our last evening together.

When we entered the room, candles were lit in the same wall sconces, basking
the room in dim, flickering candlelight. A fire was crackling in a fireplace I
hadn't noticed on my last trip, and the atmosphere seemed almost supernatural,
as though Vickie and I had entered a scene in one of those dark, demented
computer games.

Ninka turned her head to look at us. She was naked, and strapped on the same
mattress as before, with her arms and ankles restrained in a way that left her
totally exposed... and vulnerable. Professor Dulon said something to Vickie,
and she smiled at Ninka as they spoke to each other. Vickie turned to me and
grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Professor Dulon led us over to Ninka and as we watched, he reached down and
tugged on one of her nipples, pulling it several inches away from her body
before releasing it, causing it to snap back at her, her tit quivering as tears
formed in her eyes.

I couldn't help myself. I moved closer to her and did the same thing to her
other breast as Professor Dulon had just done, pinching her nipple, hard, while
pulling it. Vickie looked at me with glazed eyes, excited, enjoying what we
were doing to Ninka.

"Ummm," I nodded, motioning for Vickie to pinch Ninka's other breast. Vickie's
eyes glazed over for a moment, and she shook her head "No." For a moment I was
disappointed, but then Vickie moved next to Ninka's legs, and with a hungry,
sick craving in her eyes, Vickie leaned over and pinched Ninka's clit.

Ninka screamed, and as I watched, Vickie began inserting three fingers inside
Ninka's cunt. Ninka groaned, her eyes giving away how excited she was becoming
from the abuse we were heaping on her. And then, as I watched, Vickie began
slowly inserting her entire fist inside Ninka's cunt, pushing harder as tears
once again began to fill Ninka's eyes.

As more and more of Vickie's fist slowly began to disappear inside Ninka's
cunt, Professor Dulon roughly ripped off my panties, tearing them away as
though they were wet paper. His cock was probing my ass now, and when he
brutally bent me over the bed on which Ninka was lying, I knew Professor Dulon
was going to fuck me.

What I hadn't realized was that he was going to fuck me in the ass. I felt him
spit on me, and turned to see what he was going to do to me. When I saw him
grin, I relaxed and simply let him use me, my body, as though I was some kind
of blow-up rubber doll.

His cock pushed against my anus, and I felt it slowly spread my ass apart as he
entered me, fucking me, fucking me in the ass. Vickie watched, her eyes filled
with a craving similar to my own, and as Professor Dulon slid further up inside
my ass, Vickie slid her fist deeper into Ninka, until several inches of
Vickie's arm was now fucking Professor Dulon's beautiful Asian wife slave.

I came. Hard, as I usually do, and when Professor Dulon felt the spasms of my
orgasm he came as well, filling my ass with his hot cum. I could feel it, his
cock, as it spurted inside my ass, flooding my nasty dark opening with pure
white cum, and I loved it.

Afterward, when his cock finally stopped erupting, he withdrew it from my ass,
then moved over to Vickie, offering it to her. She looked at me for a moment,
then, without diverting her gaze from my voyeuristic stare, she did it, took
his dirty cock into her mouth and began licking and sucking the pasty juices
from my asshole into her mouth.

Suddenly I wanted to be a part of this perverted orgy, and I knew what I wanted
to do. I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself over Ninka's mouth, my ass
directly above her face. Reaching behind me, I spread the cheeks of my ass...
and then lowered it to her face, to her open mouth, pushing with the internal
muscles of my anal canal as Professor Dulon's cum began to drain from my ass
down into Ninka's open, waiting, eager mouth.

I could feel her moaning under me as she ate the nasty cum from my ass, her
mouth sucking on my anus as though it were some kind of cavier machine. I felt
myself coming again, and as I watched, suddenly Vickie's mouth filled with a
bubbly golden liquid. She gagged, and spit Professor Dulon's cock out from
between her lips. He was pissing... had been pissing in her mouth, and was now
drenching his wife's pussy, and Vickie's arm... and face. Vickie was just
sitting there, on the edge of the bed, her eyes closed, arm moving slowly in
and out of Ninka's cunt, as Professor Dulon's hot urine streamed over both of
them.

I screamed, and again felt the need to join them. Raising up, I aimed my cunt
high in the air as it began splattering piss all over Ninka's tits and belly.
Vickie saw what I was doing and crawled closer, holding her face under my
golden flow, opening her mouth to snatch a swallow of piss, then drinking it,
then repeating the demented act until I finally ran out of golden champagne for
her.

We were soaked, all of us, and when Vickie slowly removed her arm from Ninka's
cunt, she, too, let loose a flood of hot urine onto the mattress.

Professor Dulon said something to Vickie, turned, then left the room. I
suspected where he was going, and when Vickie crawled up to me and kissed me, I
knew she would enjoy what Professor Dulon was going to do next. Little did I
know how MUCH she would enjoy it, however... or how thrilled I would be to
discover it.

As we sat next to Ninka, her quivering, wet body still inflamed by the sexual
depravity of our acts, Professor Dulon returned, leading the same huge Great
Dane I had seen on my previous visit. Vickie's eyes blazed with a perverted
hunger I'd not seen in her before, although she had enjoyed viewing some of the
clips and photos I'd shown her from the Internet involving women having sex
with animals. This was no .avi file, or .jpg, however. This was real, and I
wondered curiously just how far my hot roommate would be willing to go in her
initial involvement in animal sex.

Professor Dulon led the animal, who I found out was named "Satan," over to
Vickie and me. He motioned for me to begin, and I did, reaching beneath the
magnificent animal's body to fondle his balls, stroking them as Vickie watched,
enraptured, entranced by what I was doing. When the huge purplish pink cock
began to slide regally from it's furry sheath, Vickie gasped when I grasped it
in my fingers and began masturbating it.

"Could I?" she motioned to me, and I nodded, "Of course." She reached out and
touched it then, the animal's cock, her eyes filled with sparkling curiosity.
She turned to me and giggled, then resumed squeezing the cock, milking it until
it was at it's full length. I saw her turn and say something to Professor
Dulon, and he grinned and answered her. Then, to my amazement, Vickie got up
from the mattress and followed Professor Dulon over to the leather "horse" upon
which Ninka had been strapped when Satan fucked her during my previous visit.

Could this be happening? Was Vickie going to let the animal FUCK HER? Jesus I
was hot... so fucking hot, as I watched my beautiful, sexy roommate being
positioned on the bench just as Ninka had been by Professor Dulon the last
time.

And then he turned to me and motioned me over to them. I joined them, and he
turned toward the dog and gave it a command. Satan came over to us, and jumped
up on top of Vickie, his paws on either side of her back as he straddled her,
his cock already pumping, probing her thighs, trying to find her wet opening.

Professor Dulon indicated I should do the honors for my sweet roommate, and I
did, reaching under Satan to grasp the slick cock, then tugging on it until it
was touching the entrance to Vickie's pussy. The dog moved forward then,
entering my beautiful blonde roommate with ease, sliding into her... fucking
her.

I watched in amazement as Vickie began groaning and jerking her head back and
forth as the dog fucked her. I walked around in front of her, my naked cunt
inches from her face as she opened her eyes and looked at it. And then she
stuck her jaw forward, opening her mouth, sticking her tongue out as far as it
would go.

I moved forward, as though in a sexy wet dream, until her tongue, and then her
lips, were on my sex, my hot, wet, piss dripping cunt. I grabbed her head, her
hair, in my fingers and pulled her into me, rubbing her face all over my wet
crotch as she ate me, her tongue sliding inside my cunt as I humped myself
against her face in perfect rhythm with the dog's fucking motion in her cunt.

Suddenly the dog began panting, his hips moving faster and faster against
Vickie's ass. I knew he was going to come inside her pussy, and when he did,
his howling expression making it clear to me he was coming in my girlfriend's
pussy, I came, too, rubbing my hot juices all over Vickie's face.

I felt Vickie scream, and her body jerked violently, causing her to almost fall
to the floor before Professor Dulon caught her, holding her in place as Satan's
cock began to soften. When the dog's cock had finally shrunk enough to allow
him to dislodge it from Vickie's cunt, he got down off her back and walked over
to a corner, lay down, and began licking himself. I almost wanted to do it for
him, but was too exhausted to move. Instead I walked back over the bed and
flopped down onto it next to Ninka. She began licking my shoulder, eager to
have some new sexual kick to turn her on. She had been left out of the doggie
fuck, and was clearly eager to do something to help her come again.

Professor Dulon grinned at me, then led Vickie over to his "wall of pain." They
spoke quietly in the partial darkness of the shadows near the wall, and then
returned. Vickie was holding a long bullwhip in her hand, and she smiled at me
as her eyes continued to blaze with excitement.

I knew they were going to whip Ninka, and suddenly I wondered what it would
feel like myself. Realizing how crazy this was, still, I was so excited I
couldn't help myself. I rolled over and lay with my arm around Ninka's body,
kissing her while Vickie and Professor Dulon watched. Then I looked at Vickie
and nodded, letting her know I wanted to feel it to, the pain of the whip she
was holding.

At first she shook her head "No," but I scowled and signaled her to "DO IT!" I
saw her body twitch, and then she backed away from us, far enough to allow her
to swing the bullwhip at us. I felt myself shiver in anticipation of what she
was going to do to me, and suddenly I recalled the spankings I'd received from
Mom all those years, and I wished Mom could have been with us, to watch, or
even participate with us.

And then I felt it, the burning, sudden, electrifying, searing scorch of pain
caused by the whip as it bit into the flesh of my ass cheeks, and across
Ninka's cunt and the top of her thighs. We both screamed. God it hurt, and the
pain was so intense my eyes instantly filled with tears. Then I felt it
again... and again... and again, until I could stand it no longer. I stumbled
from the bed, crawling away from the whip as Vickie continued to whip Ninka.

I was moaning, and without even realizing I had begun to do it, I found myself
masturbating. My orgasm was yet another in a series of intense, gut-wrenching
spasms that caused me to come so hard I felt as though I were having an
epileptic seizure. Suddenly I couldn't keep my eyes open, and as the last waves
of my orgasm began to slowly subside, I felt myself drifting into a deep,
satisfying sleep....

I awoke slowly. Vickie was sponging my face with a hot washcloth, wiping the
soothing cloth over me slowly... and lovingly. We were upstairs, and Professor
Dulon and Ninka were in the room with us, sipping champagne. I had no memory of
coming upstairs after our dungeon orgy, yet here I was, somehow.

Vickie and the Dulon's chatted for a while, and then we left, returning to our
dorm room late in the evening, where Vickie and I showered together, then went
to bed. We clearly had entered a new chapter in our lives, and I was thrilled
with it, as, it appeared, was Vickie. Where we go next... what we will do
together remains to be seen, but whatever it is, I know it will be exciting...
for both of us....

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