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***This is more of a guide than a sex story. There is some exciting things but it is not focused on fantasy at all. This is about my life and how I work at making things work for me. I am not a doctor or a counselor; nothing I write is meant to treat or diagnosis anything. I am just a girl with a very little bit of life experience. This is “My Guide to Sex in a Relationship,” it works for me and I hope it works for you as well.



Over my five years in university I have learned a lot of things. A lot of things in school of course but even more out of school. I have grown from a timid, skinny, insecure young girl into a sexually confident young woman. I have now found my one true love in a man whom I least expected but am most excited. I fall in love with him over and over each day and am looking forward to our long, happy life together. I had a lot of help along the way to finding him and I learned my lessons well so I am going to share some of those lesson’s with you all in hopes that anyone who is willing may learn a little. (And don’t worry this doesn’t mean my stories are over, I still have some old ones and will be making many new one’s :-) )




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These are my personal keys to staying together, staying happy and staying sexually satisfied with one another.



The first thing I would say to anyone male or female is to really get into what you are doing, I mean put yourself mentally into it like it is the one thing you want most. That cum, that orgasm, that sweet sweat dripping off your bodies as you glide, slide and pound into one another. The reason guys like porn so much in my opinion is because the girls are so receptive. They aren’t repressed and hiding under the covers with the lights off. They don’t lay there quietly in one position expecting the man to get all the work done himself. They love what they are doing or at least act like they do and I have to say that even if you are not physically as into sex as you want to be, acting the part goes a long way into forcing your body to get with the program!



Men are creatures of confidence; if you build him up he will be better for you every time you go to bed. If you break him down you will end up resenting each other and your sex life will fail along with your relationship. Make him feel like he is the king of your world sexually, like he is amazing at the things he does. Let him know about the things you love him to do to you. “Oh my god baby, when you flipped me over and grabbed my hips and rammed into me, that felt amazing.” Or “I love the way you eat my pussy, it feels so good when you lightly flick across my clit like that.” Not only are you instructing him to get you off but you make him feel as if it was all his doing. One thing I will add to this is that the more you think about how great he is the more he will actually become great both to you and in fact so you are really doing yourself a favor as much as him.



Be vocal, say you like it, say you want more of it and let each other know exactly what it is you do want. I know that there is a great romance for women to want a man to sweep her off her feet and know exactly what buttons to push at exactly what time but the reality is you have to help him find the right buttons before he can call your number. Teach each other how to make love, how to fuck, how to screw and you will learn so much more about one another.



Give your body to the process. This is something I have learned recently that has taken me to new heights I thought I would never climb. Think about it this way, the first time you go for a run you can’t go 5K. But as you run more and more and build up your abilities you can run 5K or even more. Sex is the same way. The first time probably sucked or hurt or both, but it sure gets better right? The same should be said about our advanced sex lives, it should get better as we work at it.



Practice makes perfect and practicing by yourself can be the best teacher oftentimes. I’ll give a few sexy examples to make this more than just a how to book. I remember the first time I sucked dick. I was no good at it. I couldn’t take it very deep, I couldn’t suck very hard, I felt clumsy and embarrassed by the fact that I didn’t know what I was doing. A few years later I got the bright idea of practicing on one of my dildos. I found one that seemed about the size of my failed attempt and started trying things out.



I parted my lips and slid the toy into my mouth. I rubbed it around to get used to feel of a hard cock touching all over the inside of my mouth. I pushed it to that gag point and pulled back a little, then I pushed it more. My pussy began to involuntarily get wet so I started to rub myself to take my mind off of my gagging. As I slid a finger inside myself I slid the cock deeper into my mouth. Again the gagging so I backed out. I kept doing this in small motions until I felt the toy hit the back of my throat! I started moving it in and out as I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and rubbed my wetness all over my clit. I leaned my head back and pushed the cock down into my throat. Then I pulled it out and then back down again. I was taking it all the way as far as it could go so I grabbed a larger toy and quickly started the process over again. Before I knew it I was sliding a good sized toy dick (about my love’s size) all the way down my throat as far as it could go and I was literally fucking my mouth with it! It didn’t do anything for me physically but the first time I let a guy fuck my mouth like that it did a great deal for him and I was extremely proud of my abilities in the bed room and a confident lover is a good lover. Now I can lay back on my bed and let him slide deep into my throat and back out at feverish speeds without any problem and he loves it!



I had the same experience with my asshole years ago as well. Anal sex was not the best thing in the world. It honestly hurt me some so I had a fear of it. But one day while in the shower I used a finger up my bum. I let it sit inside me while I felt my ass rim flex and squeeze at the intrusion. Quickly though it relaxed and allowed the penetration. I used another finger with the same result, a little shock and squeeze and then entry granted. Eventually I could easily fit three fingers wide into my ass with no pain at all or four fingers grouped together without the least bit of trouble.



I also had many toys at my disposal and I learned to take them all inside of me. I would lie on my side while I slowly inserted them inside my most tight of holes. Then I would flex my ass on the toy as hard as I could and hold the flex for a while to fully grasp how tight I could get myself (and I can get really fucking tight!). After flexing I would release my muscles and let my rosebud open up to the foreign object inside of her. I would start using the toy in and out of myself speeding up and eventually using enough force that I would squirt my cum all over the place. One thing I love to do is get fucked in doggy-style position and while he is fucking my pussy I get a longer silicone dildo (so I can reach) and fuck my own ass with it as he watches me and fucks me! It makes me and him cum every time.



I have spent so much time training my ass that I can now go out in public with a butt plug in and do all of my daily duties and enjoy every step I take! (I do wear underwear just in case for some reason I was to lose control and it popped out in public, that would be embarrassing to say the least.)



Keep yourself clean! I cannot over state the importance of this. Honestly if you meet the best looking person in your life and they smell like b.o. you will back off. If you proceed with them and their breath is rancid you will shy away more and if they have a crotch that smells like week old meat you will most likely puke on them. Keeping yourself clean is both better for you and your lover or potential lovers. Trimming, shaving, waxing, etc. as well as the normal soap, shampoo and toothpaste are as much a sex toy as a dildo and a strap-on. Without the one you are much less likely to get the other.



Enemas are a vital part of my sex life now. I absolutely love anal sex, I can cum from it as easily as I can flick my clit or rub my g-spot but I have had to learn the skill over the years. One thing that helps tremendously for women is to know that there is no “accident” waiting to happen. Getting a good enema is like washing your pussy well to make sure it is fresh and clean. The cleaner you are the dirtier you are likely to get in bed! Make sure to never use the saline solution that comes from the drug store kits because it will dry you out and also make sure you never use your tap water unless it’s filtered. Get distilled water and warm it up in the microwave (but not to hot, you don’t want to burn your insides). They sell enema bags at most all drug or grocery stores but I actually prefer to get the douche bags and use them because they hold more liquid (2-4 quarts is my preference). Make sure you use warm water (helps keep cramping at minimum) and make sure to hold the liquid in as long as you can while lying on your back or in the doggy style position. Some people like to add a little bit of soap and others like to add some olive oil or mineral oil to the bag. Coffee, milk, and even wine are common practices for enemas and all have some medical and scientific backing to benefitting health. I prefer warm water only followed by a 4oz shot of water based lube just before penetration. Just get an enema syringe (I believe in America they are called enema bulbs) the ones that look like a baby nose sucker. (I guess you could actually use a nose sucker to get the lube in, that should work just fine). Doing this both cleans me out and lubes me up inside as much as possible and let’s face it, the better lubed we are the better the sex feels.



Take time to learn you own body. So many times we are in such a rush to get to the next place in life, school, work, the gym, a meeting or whatever. When it comes to masturbating we normally just skip to the end, get a vibrator on our clit and cum fast so we can get going to that next “thing.” (Normally for me it’s sleep.) But think of this, how can you instruct or guide a lover to the things you like most or want most at that time if you don’t know your own body?



I would never have known that I love to be double penetrated if I hadn’t taken the time to use two toys in myself at once. I love my magic wand but I would probably still just turn it on and put it on my clit if I didn’t take time to experiment with it. I like it on my asshole while I fuck myself with my long silicone dildo or vibrator (although sometimes both vibrations are to much.) I also like putting the wand on my clit while I ride my suction cup dildo or just lay on my back and fuck my pussy with a toy while I rub my clit with the wand. Or my pump up dildo, I love the full, full feeling I get from it and I also like to get it real big and flec my pussy muscles on it as hard as I can both sucking it into me and pushing it out as well. It trains the muscles and feels wonderful at the same time!



I would have never learned the anal skills I have today if I didn’t teach myself the proper way to do it for me. How to enema and lube myself. How to relax for entry, how to take larger object’s and flex on them. Vibrators, beads, plugs are all things I use to keep myself ready and able to cum at ease from my ass. Constant use only makes me want it that much more. I can’t even shower without sliding a finger or two inside myself!



And my biggest perhaps, I would have never learned to squirt had I not used that g-spot vibrator until I got that feeling. Once I felt like I had to go, (had to go pee is a pretty accurate description although I can now make a very clear distinction in the two feelings) I took the toy out of myself and allowed my muscle’s to release rather than the normal holding back I was so used to. I soaked my bed and myself and rocked my own world literally screaming out in ecstasy in the privacy of my own apartment. Now I can cum multiple times before my man is even close, I can get myself so wet that I can take more of a hardcore pounding and I owe it all to taking the time to find out about my own body.



For guys you need to realize (and your women do to) that just because your dick likes to be touched, stroked, grabbed, licked, sucked and fucked DOES NOT mean that is the only thing your body has to offer sexually. You have numerous erotic zones on your body just like women do but for some reason culture has programmed men to think dick and dick only when it comes to male satisfaction. Let your women try new things on your body.



The biggest male “Oh hell no” is of course the ass. Most men jump through the roof if you even mention touching their ass, except for the ones who have been man enough to allow their women to do so. Here is the thing boys, women love asses. We obsess over our own asses, we look at other women’s asses, we work out to get a “booty” or to work our booty’s off. We love nice asses and especially a nice man’s ass! So let her grab it, let her rub it, let her take you into the shower and wash it. Let her kiss it, lick it, stoke your lubed up cock while she eats you and maybe even let her go into you. That’s right let her lube her finger, lick your asshole and slide inside of you. Maybe use a vibrator in you? I have a strap-less strap on that inserts in my pussy and goes inside of you and vibrates both of us! The bigger the part that inserts in the women the better to hold onto you’re your pc muscles with and I have to say there is something amazingly powerful about using a strap-on as a women. It is simply an awesome point of view and if you have a man who is strong enough in his sexuality to let you go there by all means go for it, you will have fun being in his shoes for a while!



Men have a wonderful gift called the prostate and I promise you I have made my man cum from nothing but massaging him inside of his ass. So keep yourself clean boys and keep yourself open to new things because you just might fall in love with your own body as much as you love ours!



Be spontaneous. Planning things is great, we often times must plan well if we want to succeed. But over-planning only leads to let downs and false hopes. I prefer to prepare for anything and then let whatever happens happen. I have an entire draw full of toys that I can use for whatever situation. I have plugs, pumps, lubes, butterfly’s, beads, strap-on’s (for her or for him ;) ) wands, blindfold’s and gag’s (new to the collection) candles, music, cuff’s and on and on. You name it I probably got something you want. The point is I never know exactly what direction my man will take me or what path I want to travel from time to time. Maybe we fuck in the day at the school and I don’t need any of those things. Maybe we get into it on the couch while watching a movie and don’t need any toys at all. But maybe we have a couple glasses of wine and want to get lost in a night of fullness and cum. So be prepared but also be up for anything you like because you never know what is right around the corner for you and that can be as exciting as any sex toy.



Have more sex. A lot of people say they have a lot of sex but really don’t. Still more people fit sex in when they have “time for it” (weekends or date nights) and don’t really give it the time it deserves.



Whatever your sex level is right now I personally challenge you to double it for one month. If you are having sex once a day then go for twice daily and make sure you make it count, don’t just go through the motions. Remember to get into it and really let your body go. Not only will your libido increase but you will feel healthier and more excited about life in general (libido is a lot like waking up early or doing cardio, the more you do it the more you want to do it, the more you NEED to do it). Just remember that not only are you going for more sex but you are also making sure it is more “good” sex. If at the end of the month you hated all the great sex you were having then I have no idea what to say to you other than I feel sorry for your partner.



Variety is the spice of life. Once you have done the one month of double the good sex challenge I further challenge you to have another month of equal amounts of sex only never do it the same way two times in a row. Different finishing positions, different locations, different holes, let him cum on you instead of in you, (actually tell him to cum on whatever part of your body you want him on, this is extremely exciting for men to hear and see). Make sure that each sex session you have is both fulfilling for you and your partner but also different every time. Add toys but use a different one (you may need to shop a little for each other ), music, lighting, oils, porno movies, computer clips, stories or whatever else your naughty mind can think of, just make sure you keep things changing and you will thank me for it later. (Or at least your body will!!!)



Adding to the variety rule I further challenge you to make sure you are staying connected at a personal level as well as a sexual one. Many couples drift apart after the “honeymoon phase” simply because things stop being new, they stop being “fun” and therefore you stop having fun with one another. A major component of sex aside from the physical connection is the mental, spiritual and emotional connection. I am not talking one night stand or sex fling “fun” I am talking life changing, “I want to keep doing this forever with just you and me and damn everyone else that looks at us or talks about us” style connection. (Please note that I understand there are a number of people who are not monogamous but live very happy, fulfilling lives together. I, however am not one of those and will never be as I am way to possessive to even dream of such a life style with my life partner but I do not judge or condemn anyone else who is happy with that choice. )



Put as much effort into your life outside of sex together as you put into your sex life together. Often times the men need to work on this more and the women need to work on the sex more but if that doesn’t fit you than that’s awesome but there is always room for change. Also remember that each of you are responsible for both sex and connection. Just because girls like to talk more and go out more doesn’t mean that they get a free pass. Your challenge is to find out the things he really wants to go do and not just the things you want to do and vice versa.



Try setting up dates that are unannounced. Try different restaurants you have never been to or take a longer drive to see a movie at a “new” Cineplex. Go for walks, get partners massages (girls you can book this as well as a guy can). Buy each other inexpensive things just because it makes you think of each other. Stop and kiss each other just because you want to. Hold hands, hug in public, and tell each other I love you out of the blue and mean it! Do not let yourself fall into the “eat, work, tv, sleep” lifestyle that so many couples get comfortable in because sooner or later one of you will start looking for excitement elsewhere. You are each other’s best protection from relationship problems.



One of my favorite night’s so far with my man has been the night he told me he was coming over to watch a movie. I got all clean shaved, hair washed, used a enema, made sure my place was perfect and when he showed up he bragged my coat and said “let’s go.” I protested that I wasn’t dressed well and he told me not to worry that I looked great the way I was. He took me to an informal but amazing restaurant and got a sample of various foods I don’t eat often. He bought wine that we shared. We talked about life, about the future and then out of nowhere he blatantly asked me about my fantasies in a public restaurant!

Beyonce Knowles sighed impatiently as she finally heard a knock at her hotel room door. Opening it she scowled and said, “You’re late.”



“I’m sorry my Black Mistress.” Scarlett Johansson quickly replied, preparing to list off her reasons before she was cut off.



“You will be.” Beyonce said bluntly, standing aside to allow the actress to enter.



Hesitating only briefly Scarlett stepped inside, her eyes downcast as she once again prepared to make her excuses. Once again she was cut off before she got the chance, this time by Beyonce pressing her back against the door and leaning in. Scarlett instinctively closed her eyes and puckered her lips, but instead of another pair of soft lips pressing against hers she felt a finger tracing her lips.



“Tell me slut, why were you so late? Were you sucking your husband off? Were you wrapping these sexy, cock sucker lips of yours around his dick so you could blow him and make him cum in your mouth when you should have been rushing over here to pleasure me?” Beyonce whispered huskily, her tone sounding mostly teasing but Scarlett could never be sure.



“No my Black Mistress. I haven’t sucked his dick in months!” Scarlett swore truthfully.



“Then why are you such a late little ho?” Beyonce asked.



Scarlett opened her mouth for a third time to explain herself, but this time she couldn’t think of any of the half decent excuses she had come up with on her way over. Ultimately she had no choice but to admit the truth, “Because I couldn’t decide what to wear my Black Mistress.”



“You couldn’t decide what to wear.” Beyonce repeated, sounding like she had less than no sympathy for the other woman.



“I… I just wanted to look good for you my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said weakly.



“Oh… so you think dressing like a cheap whore is what I want to see from you?” Beyonce questioned menacingly, letting her bitch stew for a moment before smiling, “Well… it does suit you. Why do you think that is my sexy little white bitch?”



“Because I’m a cheap whore my Black Mistress. Your cheap whore.” Scarlett replied obediently.



“Good answer.” Beyonce grinned, crashing her lips down onto Scarlett’s and devouring the white woman’s mouth with her own. Beyonce smirked as her submissive little slut melted into her arms, allowing her tongue into her mouth and bullying her tongue around for a little while before Beyonce pulled back and grinned, “Well, you don’t taste like cock… but just because you weren’t using your mouth doesn’t mean you weren’t fucking him… with these maybe?”



Scarlett gasped as her tight fitting red dress and push up bra were forced downwards ever so slightly, allowing her massive cleavage to be revealed.



“Did you let him fuck these big white titties? Huh?” Beyonce growled menacingly, roughly groping Scarlett’s tits as she talked, tweaking the nipples roughly to emphasise each question, “Did you let him stick his dick in between them and fuck them? Squeeze them together like this? Press that soft flesh against his dick? Feel these massive movie role getters rubbing his dick till he blew his load and covered them in cum? Did you let him do that you skanky little ho?”



“No, no, no, no my Black Mistress I swear I never even let him touch them any more. He hasn’t touched them since the day you made me yours. I would never let him touch your property my Black Mistress.” Scarlett swore.



There was a pause for a few long moments, and then Beyonce smirked, “That’s what I like to hear.”



With that Beyonce buried her face in Scarlett’s cleavage, quickly pushing one of her nipples into her mouth for a long hard suck before she roughly bit down on it. Beyonce had Scarlett moaning, crying and whimpering for her in seconds, the dominant singer having her way with the actress’s tits like she had done so many times before.



Beyonce Knowles had a type, white women with great asses. Sure, she had fucked women, and even more than a few men, of all different colours, and despite her little hobby was happily married, but she could never resist bedding a white woman with a fuck-able little booty. However the moment she had seen Scarlett Johansson’s big fat titties Beyonce knew she had to have them. It had taken a little time but when she finally got the actress alone Beyonce had easily conquered Scarlett and claimed her body as hers to do with as she pleased.



Enjoying the fruits of her conquest Beyonce roughly used those big white boobs for her pleasure, sliding her mouth and tongue all over the soft flesh as she made her way back and forth between those rock hard nipples, making sure she spent plenty of time on licking, sucking and biting each of Scarlett’s juicy teats as she became completely lost in her white bitch’s best attribute.



The pleasure Scarlett was receiving from her black mistress’s skilled touch was enough to make the movie star feel like she could cum without her pussy even being touched. Sadly experience told Scarlett she wouldn’t be so lucky. If Beyonce would just keep up the intensity then maybe, but as if she sensed the moment Scarlett felt like she was on the edge Beyonce would ease off just long enough for Scarlett to come down from her high before going back full force. It was infuriating, but Scarlett happily let her mistress do whatever she wanted to her. After all, there was nothing in Scarlett’s life more important than pleasing her black mistress.



Scarlett had been telling the truth earlier. She had spent hours in front of her mirror, tried on every sexy outfit she had over and over again, trying to find the exact combination that she hoped would drive Beyonce wild. Choosing sexy lingerie alone had taken several hours, but sadly it seemed her efforts were ignored. Beyonce barely seemed to even notice the lacey little push-up bra Scarlett had worn before tearing it off her body after pushing down her dress and the dark skinned dom hadn’t even reacted to the tight little red dress she was wearing which barely covered her butt and had barely concealed her nipples, although now they certainly didn’t.



This lack of reaction made Scarlett feel like she had failed her mistress which was a feeling she couldn’t stand. Hoping she could make up for this failure, and her lateness, Scarlett concentrated all her efforts into keeping her hands behind her back and her chest sticking out. It was a position Scarlett had become very familiar with as Beyonce seemed to have an obsession with her tits, often tying or handcuffing Scarlett’s hands behind her back seemingly to emphasis just exactly who was in charge. Beyonce certainly didn’t need to do that then and she didn’t need to do that now as throughout the tittie licking, sucking and biting Scarlett’s biggest hope wasn’t that she would get off on it, but that her mistress would enjoy it.



Beyonce always enjoyed sucking on a pair of titties, especially when they were so big, round and full like Scarlett’s were, and she happily spent the best part of the next 30 minutes having her way with those big tits. It wasn’t uncommon for her to spend much longer, but this time round pleasuring wasn’t the only one thing she planned on doing to this perfect rack.



“Look at this shit. Here I am pleasuring these big fucking titties of yours when you’ve been an ungrateful little late bitch.” Beyonce lifted her head up and growled softly in Scarlett’s ear while roughly tweaking her slut’s now rock hard nipples, “I should be beating the shit out of you, not giving you pleasure.”



To emphasise her point Beyonce briefly let go of Scarlett’s tits to deliver a vicious slap to both of them at the same time, causing the white girl to cry out in a mixture of shock and pain.



“What do you think bitch? Should I be pleasuring you, or smacking your ass around so maybe you remember who’s boss around here.” Beyonce snapped.



“I… I know your the boss around here my Black Mistress and I think you should do what every you want to me. If you think you should beat the shit out of me please do it. Please smack me around and remind my stupid white ass who’s boss.” Scarlett said submissively, crying out again as her tits were smacked.



“That right?” Beyonce questioned menacingly.



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett nodded her head.



“Well you’re in luck ho, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do to you. Pacifically, these big white titties. When I’m done beating on these titties you’re going to wish you had never been born with them… if you really were born with them as you claim.” Beyonce growled, delivering another double smack to those oh so inviting targets, “You know what to do slut!”



“Yes my Black Mistress… owww… one, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… two, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… three, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… four, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… five, thank you my Black Mistress…”



Beyonce was no stranger to spanking her sluts and although she almost exclusively spanked their asses she did enjoy mixing things up from time to time. It was just as enjoyable as spanking a booty when she had a big pair of white titties like these that would jiggle and redden under her assault, just like they were doing now.



This inspired Beyonce to slap those tits even harder for a few long moments, and then just to play with her prey decreasing the force and then increasing again, quickly repeating the process and mixing it up further so she wasn’t hitting both titties with the same force or speed or even pace.



Through all this Beyonce was able to look at the pained expression on Scarlett’s face, even look into her eyes as she tortured her. This was the one thing tittie spanking had over ass spanking. Sure she could still hear her bitches cries and both see and feel them wriggling around, but there was definitely something to be said for looking into a slut’s face as she was beaten. Seeing Scarlett willingly submit to this pain was definitely something Beyonce loved, but all things considered it wasn’t quite enough pain. Scarlett deserve to receive more, and she was going too.



“Owww… ninety six, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety seven, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety eight, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety nine, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred, thank you my Black Mistress.”



“Enjoying yourself slut?” Beyonce asked, already knowing the answer as she twisted Scarlett’s rock hard nipples.



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett moaned.



“And why is that?” Beyonce asked, a half smile crossing her face.



“Because I’m a dirty little white slut who gets off on her Black Mistress showing her who’s boss.” Scarlett answered truthfully.



“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Beyonce said, her half smile turning into a full-blown grin as she delivered one extra hard double smack to Scarlett’s tits, “But as this is supposed to be a punishment we’re going to have too somehow find a way to make sure you don’t enjoy it, isn’t that right whore?”



“Yes my Black Mistress, please make sure I’m properly punished.” Scarlett said.



“In which case… you wait right here and don’t move a muscle. I’ll be right back.” Beyonce said, quickly moving over to the nearest table to collect a little box. She had left it there before for easy reach so it didn’t take long for her to return, scowling when she did before barking out, “Stick that chest out bitch! Present those big fat white titties to your Black Mistress.”



Scarlett obeyed immediately before she watched with a mixture of dread and anticipation as her black mistress held the box in front of her face with a wicked grin and then opening it and the retrieving a long chain with a clamp on one end and a little ball on the other.



Beyonce continued grinning right up until she lowered her head down to take one of Scarlett’s nipples into her mouth, the dominant black woman gently licking and sucking on that hard little piece of flesh, feelings of pleasure now combining with the dread and anticipation as Scarlett couldn’t help enjoy this brief moment of softness.



As she had done in the past Beyonce dragged out the softness for quite a while, even going back and forth between Scarlett’s nipples to make the submissive white woman wonder whether it would be her right or her left which was to get it first. Ultimately it proved to be the right, which Beyonce had started working on the first place, the singer suddenly removing her mouth from it and clamping it.



Even though she had been expecting it Scarlett couldn’t help gasping out in surprise at the suddenness of the clamping, but she also experienced the familiar sensations of pain and pleasure as that clamp dug into the soft flesh of her nipple, the weight of the chain and ball attached to it ensuring there was already a constant pull on her tender flesh.



The gasp that followed was one of much more surprise and perhaps even more pain as Beyonce immediately pulled the second clamp out of the box and attached it to Scarlett’s left nipple, this clamp also having a ball and chain attached to it so provided the same amount of painful pulling as the other.



The last few times Beyonce had done this there had been a period of time before the first and second clamping, but it seemed the singer wasn’t in a patient mood, a fact that seemed to be reinforced when Beyonce began clipping little additional weights of the chain, creating a ever increasing pull on Scarlett’s nipples until it felt like they were going to be torn off.



Scarlett endured as much as she could, but when it became too much cried out, “Mercy my Black Mistress, please mercy.”



Sometimes Beyonce would ignore her bitches’s cries for mercy, but despite her acting she wasn’t that mad at Scarlett so instead of telling her to shut the hell up the chocolate skinned beauty smiled and said, “Five on each. Mmmmmm, my white bitch has made her Black Mistress very proud.”



“Thank you my Black Mistress.” Scarlett whimpered.



“Now, I’ve got a little something special to add, but if it’s too much I’ll take a few of the weights off. Does that sound fair to you Scarlett?” Beyonce asked, using her bitch’s actual name to emphasise that she was showing her mercy.



“Yes my Black Mistress, thank you my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said softly.



Beyonce grinned, slowly reached into the box and showed Scarlett the little something special she intended to add. A bell. It was a small bell, about the same size as the weights. Scarlett frowned as she wasn’t quite sure what her mistress was up too, but it soon became apparent as Beyonce attached first that bell and then a few other bells to the chain, those bells jingling musically as the chain’s gently swayed back and forth.



“How’s that?” Beyonce asked, giving Scarlett’s titties a little double slap to show her slut what she’d be in for.



“That’s… that’s fine my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said nervously, the bells already jangling loudly.



“Good. Now, just like before.” Beyonce said, raising her hand up and delivering a more powerful double slap.



“Yes owww… one, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… two, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… three, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… four, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… five, thank you my Black Mistress…”



Scarlett was no stranger to the agonising yet exquisite feeling of her big tits getting slapped while they were being clamped and weighted down. It was in fact a regular occurrence, one Scarlett had gotten used too, and even grown to enjoy. Sure, the first time she had thought her nipples were going to be torn from her body, but the pain had only added to her arousal. That pain had become as addictive as the pleasure Scarlett received whenever she was with Beyonce, her black mistress providing all the pain and pleasure that her submissive heart desired.



The bells were new and at first Scarlett wasn’t sure what to make of them. Then she started to notice how much Beyonce delighted in each little jingle, Scarlett blushing as she realised that her mistress had turned her boobs into a musical instrument that she was playing for her own amusement. The thought of it embarrassed Scarlett. Humiliated her. But that only added to her own enjoyment, each agonising smack of Beyonce’s hands on her tits causing her both mental and physical pain and pleasure which the submissive actress welcomed.



In between slaps Beyonce would greedily grope her tits, switching between painfully squeezing and pinching and gently caressing them. She even lent for to give those clamped nipples a little sucking or two on her tongue all over them, making Scarlett moan loudly. Beyonce was quick to counter that by flicking the chain with the weights on it, that chain already wobbling around enough as it was, so any added flicking made the pulling and the tugging on Scarlett’s nipples even more agonising. And through it all Beyonce couldn’t have seemed happier, which was really what was important here. Beyonce’s happiness.



“Owww… ninety six, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety seven, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety eight, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety nine, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred, thank you my Black Mistress.”



“Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, that’s what I like to see.” Beyonce growled lustfully as she continued groping Scarlett’s big boobs, “Your big, fat white titties covered in little patches of pink and red, your clamped nipples all swollen up, mmmmm, now that’s a pair of well punished tits.”



Scarlett cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as she received yet another double slap to her titties.



“Course, you liked it didn’t you? You like getting punished don’t you, you disgusting gutter whore?” Beyonce accused her bitch while giving her boobs another double slap.



“Owww, yes, yes my Black Mistress. I’m a disgusting gutter whore who gets off on being punished.” Scarlett whimpered.



“And the only thing I can do to really punish you is toss your stinky ho ass out of here, isn’t that right bitch?” Beyonce continued with an evil grin, twisting Scarlett’s clamped nipples at the end.



“Owwwwwww, yes my Black Mistress, but please don’t.” Scarlett pleaded, “That’s how you could really punish me, but please use me first. At least let me eat your pussy or ass first. Let your slut satisfy your needs before you throw her out on the streets like the garbage she is.”



“Huh, I should… but there’s no way I’m letting you out of here without spending several hours fucking that juicy white booty of yours, and since we both know how much bitches like you love that shit you might as well stick around and cater to all my needs.” Beyonce said.



“Oh thank you my Black Mistress, thank you so much.” Scarlett gushed, “I swear I’ll make it up to you, do whatever nasty little thing you want…”



“Damn right you will!” Beyonce snapped, giving Scarlett’s boobs by far the hardest double slap of the night, the bells jingling like crazy as they and the weights bounced up and down, making Scarlett cry out as her mistress followed up with, “Because you’re my white bitch. I own your stupid white ass.”



“Yes my Black Mistress, I’m your white bitch. You own my stupid white ass.” Scarlett quickly parroted.



“Mmmmm, and speaking of your stupid white ass, I think it’s time I got a good look at what I own, don’t you think ho?” Beyonce asked rhetorically.



Scarlett answered anyway, “Yes my Black Mistress, whatever you say.”



“Then shut the fuck up and bend over bitch!” Beyonce said, letting go of Scarlett’s big boobs and smacking her rounded rear.



Without hesitation Scarlett turned around so she was facing the wall, bent over and stuck out her butt for her mistress, grabbing onto the wall so she could better present her ass.



“Mmmmm, you really like dressing up like a whore don’t you Scarlett?” Beyonce queried as she grabbed two handfuls of skirt covered butt cheeks and greedily began to grope those round globes of flesh.

“Yes, I like dressing up like your whore my Black Mistress.” Scarlett replied.



“Huh, that doesn’t explain how you used to dress before I made you my whore.” Beyonce said, reaching up to pull Scarlett’s little red dress down around her ankles, the singer momentarily distracted by the actress having to move her arms to properly unhook it before her eyes fell on the tiny black thong which was practically being eaten by Scarlett’s meaty ass cheeks, “Mmmmmm, hooker wear really suits your skanky ass though. A real natural fit. Like this big round white ass of yours, it was clearly made to be shown off and this cute little thong just shows how fuck-able it is. Mmmmmm, and how spank-able!”



Scarlett cried out as Beyonce smacked her ass hard enough to make the cheeks ripple.



“Oh yeah, mmmmmm, that’s a white ass just begging to be abused, which is exactly what it’s going to get.” Beyonce murmured dreamily before turning her full attention back to her bitch, “And your dumb whore ass better remember what you’re supposed to be doing, otherwise this spanking is going to get a whole lot worse for you.”



“Yes my Black Mistress, I OWWW… one, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… two, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… three, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… four, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… five, thank you my Black Mistress…”



Beyonce was way too turned on to be dealing out any weak ass slaps, but at the same time she didn’t go all out. Still, even at what Beyonce considered to be a pretty medium pace spanking Scarlett’s meaty butt cheeks jiggled under the force of the impact of each hit and a extremely satisfied sound echoed around the room, both of this things causing Beyonce to grin lustfully.



It wasn’t long before Beyonce started dishing out harder spanks just to see that rounded rear jiggle harder for her, the black singer more than getting her wish as the soft pale flesh of Scarlett’s ass turned first pink and then red under the assault.



Despite picking things up a bit Beyonce still didn’t considered this anything close to a hard spanking, partly because she was greedily groping the big round cheeks in between just about every smack, partly because she was not even close to using her full speed or strength, and partly because Scarlett was squealing in pain.



There was a big part of Beyonce that wanted to give Scarlett a hard spanking. Her ass was practically begging for it. But there was something missing…



“Owww… ninety six, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety seven, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety eight, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety nine, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred, thank you my Black Mistress.”



“Mmmmmm, your big white ass looks real good right now, and it’s going to look even better when I’m done with it, but this is supposed to be a punishment. You’re not supposed to be enjoying this shit…” Beyonce pauses for a moment to lean down to quickly push Scarlett’s thong out of the way, the tiny fabric falling down past the actress’s ankles leaving her totally naked which allowed the singer to spread her ass cheeks and exposing her holes, “Just look at that pussy. It’s fucking dripping. Don’t you have any self-respect?”



“No my Black Mistress.” Scarlett quickly replied, “I’m just a slutty white whore. Your slutty white whore.”



“Damn right you are.” Beyonce said, slapping Scarlett’s ass as she straightened herself up, “And since you’re a housebroken and fully trained white whore, you know I have ways of making my bitches not love their spanking so much.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said with lust in her voice as she watched her mistress remove the widest butt plug she’d ever seen from a box that was still on the dresser. The tip of the plug was pretty small but towards the bottom it curved into what had to be around three inches in width, Scarlett’s ass tinkling in anticipation of taking such an object.



“Of course it’s impossible to make the really submissive bitches hate getting punished because they just love it too much, but with your ass hole squeezing around this plug while I’m beating on that fat white ass might just do the trick. What do you think?” Beyonce asked her willing sub.



“I think it’s worth a try my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, trying not to sound too enthusiastic in case it made the dominant woman change her mind.



“Well then open that mouth up and suck on it.” Beyonce said as she pressed the toy to Scarlett’s lips, those lips quickly parting and then closing around the butt plug, “Ooooooh, that’s it, suck that little ass stretcher. Get it nice and wet because it’s going up your slutty little bubble butt. Mmmmmm, good girl. That’s my good little white bitch.”



Scarlett beamed at the praise and sucked harder on the toy, taking all but the last few inches into her mouth and suckling on it while looking into Beyonce’s eyes dreamily.



“What’s the matter, can’t fit that mouth of yours all the way around? Mmmmmm, seems we’ve got some more training left for you after all. But that can wait. For now just lick around the last few inches. That’s it, get every little part real wet.” Beyonce said, letting Scarlett work on the plug for a few more moments before pulling it out of her mouth and kneeling down behind her, “Ok… press your face against the wall, reach back and spread those big round ass cheeks.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said as she did what she was told without hesitation, making sure to pull her cheeks apart slowly so Beyonce could really saver the view. Beyonce appreciated this as her eyes travelled across the exposed and extremely fuck-able holes in front of her before she eventually pressed the butt plug to it’s target.



“Relax.” Beyonce murmured more out of habit than anything else as while she wanted Scarlett to do just that this particular bitch was well-trained and didn’t need reminding of what she needed to be doing.



As if to prove her mistress’s point Scarlett only made a very soft half cry, half gasp, as the tip pushed its way through her puckered ring and entered her back passage. A second or two later Scarlett only bit her lip as her ass hole was stretched wider than ever before as it allowed the entire plug entry into her bowels, her butt hole then enclosing around the handle which Beyonce lazily pulled on a little to make sure the toy was secure before twisting it.



Feeling that wide object moving around inside her rectum caused Scarlett a surprisingly strong amount of pleasure and pain, so much so that she eventually couldn’t help but whimper and cry out under the odd treatment.



Those whimpers and cries Scarlett let out for a little while were nothing compared to the one she let out after a extremely loud gasp that was caused by a very familiar and welcomed sensation. This particular sensation could only be a feeling of a tongue slowly lapping at Scarlett’s pussy lips. Her mistress’s tongue.



Scarlett had no idea why she was suddenly being given such a treat but she didn’t dare question it, wisely choosing instead to let Beyonce do whatever she wanted to her, any comfortableness or awkwardness she might have been feeling from her current position completely overwhelmed by the pleasure rushing through her as that skilled tongue went to work.



At first that skilled tongue just lapped gently at Scarlett’s pussy, giving Scarlett a good amount of pleasure but it was only a warm-up. Things picked up quickly, Beyonce sliding her tongue up, down, clockwise, anticlockwise and in all sorts of other directions before inevitably plunging into Scarlett’s welcoming love tunnel and beginning to thrust in and out in a fucking motion.



Part of Scarlett wished her black mistress had spent longer teasing her. She had done it before, Beyonce spending what seemed like hours in between her legs, slowly licking her pussy until Scarlett was begging for mercy, but if the singer was in a particularly vindictive mood Scarlett would find herself begging to finally cum. However most times it was like this, quick and rough, and yet so good.



Beyonce could make Scarlett cum harder with a quick pussy eating than any guy had ever done with an entire fucking session, which was exactly why Scarlett craved her mistress’s touch. She loved the pain more than she should but it was this pleasure which made Scarlett Johansson a willing and eager white bitch for her black mistress Beyonce Knowles.



Well, this and being allowed the privilege of satisfying her mistress’s needs.



After all, every single moment Beyonce gave her pleasure Scarlett found herself not only increasingly craving her dark skinned mistress’s touch but aching to do anything within her power to please her black mistress. At this particular moment that meant continuing to spread her ass cheeks and moan like a whore, the latter of which was extremely easy given how hard the tongue fucking was becoming.



Beyonce hadn’t intended to do this yet. She meant to just shove the plug up Scarlett’s ass and spank the shit out of her, but Beyonce just hadn’t been able to resist playing with that butt hole a little. The chocolate skinned singer was only going to stretch it out a little, maybe make things a little easier later on for her bitch. Instead of her eyes drifted from Scarlett’s ass hole to her pussy, that pink little fuck hole just begging and pleading to be licked. Just one lick didn’t seem like too much. Neither did a second or a third or a fourth, but before she knew it Beyonce was lapping away at Scarlett’s cunt like she was the submissive slut.



That thought had Beyonce seriously considering pulling away, but it was too late for that as she was now really into eating this delicious white pussy.



So she was supposed to be punishing Scarlett’s ass? So what? There would be plenty of time for that after she had swallowed some girl cum, and plenty of pussy juice.



There was certainly plenty of pussy juice, so much so it wasn’t long before Beyonce had gone from licking Scarlett to tongue fucking her, the singer’s mouth around sucking greedily at the actress’s downstairs lips in between long tongue thrusting sessions, Beyonce swallowing down as much juice as possible without missing a step on the fucking action.



Considering how loudly this made Scarlett moan for her and that the bitch had her face pressed against the wall while she was spreading her ass cheeks it was odd that Beyonce would feel at all submissive. However there were a few little things which didn’t sit right with the proudly dominant woman. The fact that she was on her knees was one thing, and another was that she felt she was being too eager. It was hard not to be as Beyonce loved the taste of pussy and Scarlett’s pussy was particularly tasty, but still. The biggest problem was however that Beyonce had meant to be punishing her bitch when she was in fact doing anything but.



Suddenly an idea came to Beyonce’s mind and, without really thinking it through, she reached up and grabbed onto the butt plug, intending to move it in and out of Scarlett’s ass just enough to make her butt hole stretch painfully.



Too late Beyonce realised this would have the opposite effect intended, Scarlett screaming in orgasm seconds after the double stimulation began.



Scarlett found herself letting out scream after scream as her mistress continued stretching her ass hole while tongue fucking her pussy, Beyonce stopping only to suck the cum from Scarlett’s cunt as the blonde actress shuddered from one powerful climax to the next.



Again while Beyonce hadn’t intended to make Scarlett cum, and had been planning to only give her one or two orgasms when she finally did, the pop singer couldn’t help take advantage of the situation that was presented to her, her cum hungry mouth swallowing down extra yummy juices as she forced them from Scarlett’s fuck hole.



Eventually Beyonce relented as her bitch seemed about ready to collapse, gently lowering her down and into her arms before kissing her softly. However moments later Beyonce was anything but gentle in yanking back on Scarlett’s hair, the black woman grabbing onto the face of her prey so the white woman stayed balanced on her lap.



“Look at this shit… your fat white ass should be beaten red by now, but instead I’m eating your slutty little pussy. If anything you should have your face buried in my cunt, showing me what a great little muff muncher you are.” Beyonce taunted, letting go of Scarlett’s face so she could smack her a few times.



“You’re so right my Black Mistress. Please, allow me the privilege of burying my stupid white face in between your beautiful black thighs so I can show you what a total muff muncher I am.” Scarlett pleaded.



“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Beyonce taunted Scarlett as she gave her another slap, “You wanna eat my black pussy?”



“Oh yes, oh please my Black Mistress let me eat your sweet black pussy. I wanna eat that sweet black pussy so bad.”



“Well, first you got to finish taking your punishment bitch.” Beyonce growled as she stood up and headed towards the bedroom, “Follow your Black Mistress on your hands and knees.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, obediently crawling along the floor like some kind of pet, following closely behind Beyonce, her eyes travelling over the other woman’s still clothed body as she went, hoping her mistress would soon relieve herself of her clothing.



No sooner had Scarlett thought this Beyonce stopped in the middle of the room, turned to the crawling white woman and said, “Stripped me bitch. I’m going to bend you over my knee soon and I don’t want to get your sweat and cunt juices all over my clothes when I do it.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, eagerly doing as she was told.



Beyonce lifted her arms to allow Scarlett to remove her top, doing virtually the same thing with the bra and then lifting her legs when Scarlett removed her pants, panties and shoes in pretty much one movement, the submissive bitch stripping her mistress as fast as she could.



If Beyonce was looking for a reason to punish Scarlett she could have pointed out how her slut didn’t savour the removal of each item of clothing, and she threw her clothing away carelessly, and she stared upon her with shameless lust. None of these things really bothered Beyonce, but they would have made plausible excuses. As it was she already had an excuse.



So once she was naked Beyonce ordered, go to the top drawer of the dresser and pick out what I’m going to beat your ass with. Pick carefully, because if I don’t like your answer I’m going to use every single one of those things on you.”



Scarlett whimpered softly at the thought before slowly making her way over to the dresser, opening it up and then taking a look at all the toys inside it. After careful deliberation Scarlett picked out a paddle and then presented it to her mistress who was now sitting on the bed.



“Hm, not bad.” Beyonce said thoughtfully as took the paddle, “Of course, I may just decide to use every one of my toys on you just for fun. You wouldn’t mind that, would you slut?”



“No my Black Mistress. I’m yours. You can do whatever you want with me.” Scarlett said submissively.



“Damn right. Now get your skanky white ass over here.” Beyonce ordered, “I want you over my knee so I can give that big white bubble butt of yours the spanking it deserves.”



Eager to please bitch that she was Scarlett quickly bent over Beyonce’s knee so that her rounded rear was on perfect display, and extremely vulnerable to the promised spanking.



To briefly savour the moment and build up anticipation for both herself and her slut Beyonce place the paddle on Scarlett’s butt cheeks and gently started sliding it across them, the spanking device softly touching the flesh it was about to ruthlessly beat on.



“I’m real mad at you right now, so I’m going to take my frustrations out on your stupid white ass, and you better not fucking complain. If you do you’ll get it 10 times worse. Understand me white bitch?” Beyonce growled after teasing Scarlett’s ass for what felt like an eternity.



“Yes my Black Mistress. Your white bitch understands.” Scarlett confirmed.



“Good, now start counting and thanking me you dumb ho.” Beyonce snapped as she raised the paddle high in the air and then brought it crashing down on Scarlett’s fleshy butt cheeks.



“Yes owww… one, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… two, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… three, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… four, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… five, thank you my Black Mistress…”



Beyonce had been lying before. She was mad at Scarlett. The actress had been the perfect white bitch since she arrived, the punctuality was no big deal and it was Beyonce’s fault that she couldn’t stop herself from burying her face in Scarlett’s juicy wet pussy. But Scarlett was a total pain slut who really got off on her black mistress treating her like shit, and Beyonce loved beating on submissive white bitches that liked to get spanked good and hard.



A good, hard spanking is exactly what Beyonce gave her plaything, the dominant singer bringing the paddle down with increasing viciousness on the submissive actress’s ass until the smacking sound which echo throughout the room with every impact became sickening. Or at least it would have been sickening to most people. Beyonce on the other hand was really getting off on it, that sound only making her spank Scarlett harder until she was using every ounce of strength she had to beat on her bitch’s butt.



Of course while she was using her full strength Beyonce didn’t forget about using her skills, the experienced dom spreading the blows all over Scarlett’s ass so every inch of that round flesh got well and truly abused, the previously lily pale skin turning from a light pink to an angry red under the constant abuse of the paddle.



With every blow Scarlett’s big round butt jiggled like a bowl of jelly, the rippling effect of those large meaty cheeks only making Beyonce hotter as she spanked Scarlett’s fat ass.



Beyonce wasn’t the only one enjoying herself. In addition to her squeal of pain and pleasure Scarlett’s pussy was running like a river, the ever-increasing wetness on the black woman’s thigh more than enough evidence that her pet was getting off on this too.



“Owww… ninety eight, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… ninety nine, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred and one, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred and two, thank you my Black Mistress…”



Part of Scarlett was ashamed of herself for getting off on being treated like this. Or at least part of Scarlett felt she should be, but the truth was she was just feeling guilty for loving it so much.



Scarlett just couldn’t help herself. Her mistress had turned her into a pain loving slut who eagerly anticipated every strike of the paddle, the time spent anticipating becoming shorter and shorter as the spanking became more violent by the second until Beyonce was using the paddle to violently smack Scarlett’s big ass with what had to be every ounce of her strength.



The feeling of the paddle connecting with every little bit of her well rounded ass was bad enough, but every time Beyonce connected with another vicious strike Scarlett’s sphincter clamped down on the butt plug which was still deeply embedded in her bowels, causing those only recently relaxed rectum muscles to practically cry out in pain as they were squeezed down on that hard object, Beyonce skilfully hurting the inside of Scarlett’s ass as well as the outside.



The pain wasn’t just in her ass. Every time Beyonce spanked her the force of the blow would make the weighted clamps swing backwards and forwards, roughly pulling at Scarlett’s nipples. This distracted Scarlett from the agony of the now brutal butt beating, however at the same time the additional pain added to the experience, increasing everything Scarlett loved and hated about her punishment.

All the agony caused by the spanking soon became overwhelming and Scarlett felt tears flooding down her cheeks, those tears flowing faster and faster until the actress was sobbing uncontrollably as her mistress savagely brutalised her bubble butt.



However despite how violent the spanking became Scarlett stayed where she was without uttering a word of protest, still continuing to count and thank her black mistress for the beating she was giving her ass, partly because Scarlett was feeling almost just as much perverted pleasure as agonising pain, and partly because she knew it was pleasing Beyonce. After all, above all else, even her own pleasure and pain, the one thing Scarlett wanted to do more than anything was please her black mistress.



“Owww… one hundred and ninety six, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred and ninety seven, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred and ninety eight, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… one hundred and ninety nine, thank you my Black Mistress… owww… two hundred, thank you my Black Mistress.”



“SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!” Beyonce screamed as she brutalised Scarlett’s big bubble butt with every ounce of her strength, continuing to do so for a few extra minutes just for fun before she shoved her bitch off of her and to the floor. Scarlett lay sobbing in a heap for a few seconds, until Beyonce stood up, delivered one brutal spank to her sore ass and screamed, “GET YOUR DUMB BIMBO ASS UP!”



Scarlett whimpered and then slowly tried to get up on to her feet. Once she was up she struggled to look the dominant woman in the eye but eventually Scarlett was able to get over her embarrassment and look into the eyes of the woman who had totally broken her and trained her to be the perfect white lesbian submissive slut.



“On your knees before your Mistress.” Beyonce spat, waiting only a second before Scarlett was kneeling in front of her at which point the singer grabbed the actress’s hair and pulled her face forwards so it was about an inch from a wet patch on her thigh, “You see this? Do you see this slut? It’s your fucking cunt cream, and it’s covering my thigh because you’re a nasty little ho who gets off on being punished. Isn’t that right my little white whore?”



“I’m sorry my Black Mistress.” Scarlett sobbed softly.



“I didn’t ask if you were sorry or not, I asked if the reason you’re nasty cunt cream was covering my thigh was because you get off on being spanked.” Beyonce practically smiled as she almost pulled Scarlett’s hair out by the roots, “Now answer the question bitch!”



“YES, yes my Black Mistress, my nasty cunt cream is covering your thigh because I’m a disgusting little submissive whore who loves being spanked.” Scarlett quickly replied.



“And what do you think you’re going to do about it whore?” Beyonce asked.



“What ever you want me to do my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said submissively.



“Ha, about time you answered something correctly without help.” Beyonce said, pushing Scarlett’s face against her thigh, “And as for what I want you to do, I want you to clean up your mess. That means you stick out that whore tongue of yours and clean my fucking thigh of your nasty cunt cream. That’s it, lick that cream. Lick all of that fucking cunt cream off my thigh. Mmmmm, lick your own pussy juice, oooohhhhh, good girl.”



Scarlett was eager to comply, the blonde actress sliding her tongue up and down her mistress’s beautiful thigh, the submissive slut loving the taste of her own juices as she quickly licked them all up. Those juices didn’t taste as good as the ambrosia Scarlett was inches away from, every lick up Beyonce’s thigh bringing her nose closer to that sweet smelling honey pot. Scarlett wanted to bury her face in that honey pot so bad she could practically taste her mistress’s flavour, but Scarlett knew her place and it was not up to her to decide when she would get the privilege of eating Beyonce’s pussy.



For a moment Scarlett thought she was in luck as with a sudden tug on her hair Beyonce pulled her face upwards so that it was right in front of the dark skinned singer’s beautiful black pussy. Her mouth watering at the sight Scarlett tried to move ever so slightly forwards so she could start licking, but Beyonce’s vise-like grip on her hair kept her in place.



“Now, we both know that a cunt craving little muff diver like you loves the taste of your own pussy, but what you really want is a juicy black pussy. That’s what keeps a submissive white slut like you up at night, the thought of being in between a dominant black woman’s thighs, doing everything you can to please her with your mouth and tongue, and most of all swallowing as much black cum and pussy cream as you can get on your eager throat. Isn’t that right slut?” Beyonce inquired, tilting Scarlett’s head back so she was looking into her eyes.



“Yes my Black Mistress, you’re right. You’re always right.” Scarlett said, the scent of her mistress thick in the air she breathed, “I can’t stop thinking about black pussy. I can’t stop thinking about your black pussy. I just love being in between your thighs so much. I crave pleasing you with my mouth and tongue, and I’m addicted to the sweet taste of your black cum and pussy juice. Please my Black Mistress, let your unworthy white slut please you. Your white bitch wants to eat your black pussy so bad.”



“You want to eat my black pussy huh?” Beyonce taunted Scarlett, bringing the actress’s face slightly closer to her cunt so that her nose was pressed against her pubic hair



“Yeeeesssss! Please my Black Mistress, let me eat your black pussy!” Scarlett pleaded, “I want to eat your black pussy! I need to eat your black pussy!”



“Well… you’re go to have to earn it!” Beyonce said, cruelly pushing Scarlett away before lying down on the bed, her back resting against the pillows in a way which slightly lifted her upper body up. She then curled her finger in a come-hither motion and said, “First, a little foreplay.”



Still aching to taste pussy Scarlett quickly crawled onto the bed and allowed herself to be pulled into her mistress’s strong arms, Beyonce kissing her with surprising softness.



For the briefest of moments the two women could have been mistaken for gentle lovers, ignoring the fact that Scarlett’s big tits and rounded ass were still red and well beaten. And also that the actress’s nipples were still clamped. And she still had a plug in her butt. Despite all there was to ignore Scarlett gently did so for every second as Beyonce’s lips and tongue gently caressed her own. Then Beyonce cupped one of her big tits, attacking the clamp nipple to bring Scarlett pain and restore order.



From there things became much more rough, Beyonce dominating Scarlett’s mouth and tongue with her own as her hands slid over all over her pet’s body, paying extra close attention to her beaten boobs and butt. Each of these touches, especially the ones to her well spanked flesh, had Scarlett moaning, crying and whimpering in a mixture of pain and pleasure into Beyonce’s mouth, which of course only made the dark skinned beauty more handsy.



Not having permission to use her hands meant Scarlett just used hers to support her body weight, allowing there to be enough distance between her mistress’s body and her own that Beyonce could have all the access she wanted to her. Beyonce took full advantage of this for several minutes, driving both women crazy with desire before she pushed Scarlett downwards, the submissive actress eagerly kissing Beyonce’s neck before sliding her lips down her body to her tits.



Unsurprisingly Beyonce kept Scarlett pressed to her chest for quite a while, her moans of pleasure gradually increasing as Scarlett greedily licked and sucked her tits, going back and forth between them as Beyonce cooed and stroked her pet’s hair.



It took a while for Scarlett to realise she hadn’t been given permission to suck on her mistress’s tits. After initially panicking slightly when she did Scarlett quickly comforted herself with the thought that if Beyonce was really mad she would have said something by now. Besides, the worst thing that would happen would probably be another spanking, and that would probably come later. That would be no problem. In fact Scarlett looked forward to it.



Of course Scarlett didn’t let herself forget about the task at hand, the pale skinned actress suckling at Beyonce’s teats with a constantly different pace for what seemed like an eternity, only stopping to slide her tongue all over the hard nipple in her mouth and switching between those two hard peaks.



“Mmmmmmm, that’s real good.” Beyonce eventually said, “You like those big titties? They’re not quite as big as yours, but they’re still pretty good aren’t they?”



“Yes my Black Mistress. Your titties are great. I love them. They’re big and beautiful, and I love sucking on them for you. I love sucking on my Black Mistress’s big titties for her.” Scarlett said submissively before returning to sucking on her mistress’s tits.



“That’s what I thought. But that’s not were you really want your mouth, is it slut?” Beyonce said more as a statement than a question. When she saw the hesitant look in her bitch’s eye Beyonce grinned and said, “You don’t need to be embarrassed about it. We already re-established what a little cunt craver you are, so it’s ok for your want for my tits to be overruled by your need for my pussy. And since I’m such a kind and caring Mistress I’m going to let you try to finish earning the privilege of eating my cunt… by kissing your way down my body.”



Those words, and a gentle push on her head, were all the encouragement Scarlett needed, the submissive blonde eagerly pressing her lips all over Beyonce’s flat stomach as she begged in between kisses, “Please my Black Mistress… please… let me… eat your pussy… let me eat… your beautiful black pussy… your white bitch is desperate… desperate for the taste of your cunt… I need it… I need it so bad… please my Black Mistress… let me, your worthless slut… worship your beautiful pussy… I wanna get my tongue inside you so bad… please my Black Mistress… I’ll do anything… please… just one lick… just one little lick of your sweet pussy… please…”



“Ok, just one lick.” Beyonce said, interrupting her slut.



At this point Scarlett was kissing Beyonce’s thighs, particularly concentrating on the area nearest to were she most wanted to be, so when she finally got the order she was waiting for it was barely a second before Scarlett’s tongue was pressing against the bottom of Beyonce’s pussy. It was however several seconds before it reached the top, Scarlett licking Beyonce’s pussy as slowly as possible, savouring every single moment of her tongue touching the twat.



“Another.” Beyonce ordered, again enjoying the long, soft lick, “Another… another… another… another… another…”



Scarlett obediently gave a slow, drawn out lick to Beyonce’s pussy every time her mistress told her too which was both wonderful and horrible for her.



It was wonderful because she was really getting to enjoy every moment of giving her dark skinned mistress a soft pussy licking. To stay there, her tongue pressed against delicious tasting juice covered flesh, her taste buds on fire because of it, it… it was so good. And not only was she getting to savour the sweet taste of Beyonce’s pussy and the cunt lapping itself but she was pleasing her mistress. Scarlett loved pleasing her black mistress, and she knew she was doing just that not just because it was what Beyonce had told her to do but because Beyonce was now softly moaning. And sure, Beyonce had been moaning before but now Scarlett was going so slowly she could really appreciate it.



However despite all the positives there was one very big negative and that was the fact that Scarlett couldn’t slam her tongue into Beyonce’s pussy like she desperately wanted too.



Scarlett didn’t just want to tongue fuck Beyonce because she wanted more of her pussy juices. She needed it. She wanted her pretty face covered in girl cream, but she needed to swallow it. She needed to press her face deep into Beyonce’s thighs and suck out every drop of juice she possibly could get out of her in between slamming her tongue in and out of her to make sure that sweet cunt juice would flow nice and quickly into her mouth and down her throat.



Of course satisfying her own need for girl juice would in turn please her mistress, something Scarlett felt she needed just as much as the girl cream, if not more.



However Beyonce insisted on teasing her and herself with a gentle pussy licking for what felt like hours until the dominant woman finally showed her mercy, “Harder… quicker… lick that pussy. Show me what you can do. Oooooohhhhhh yeeeessssss, that’s it slut. Eat my pussy. Use your mouth too. Mmmmmmm, do what ever you have too so you can please me.”



Beyonce grinned and moaned to herself as Scarlett seemingly went pussy crazy, pressing her face deep in between her legs and lapping away at her cunt like a woman possessed by a dozen pussy hungry lesbians.



This behaviour wasn’t surprising. After all what else was to be expected when a black pussy licking slut like Scarlett Johansson was given permission to do whatever she had too to get her mistress off? Still, it could have been Beyonce’s imagination but Scarlett seemed even more eager than usual.



Maybe it was the build-up or maybe Scarlett was just hornyer than usual, Beyonce honestly didn’t care because her bitch was really going for it for full force, especially when she shoved her tongue inside her and really started showing off her skills.



Scarlett had spent enough time between Beyonce’s legs to know all the right places to lick, exactly where to touch inside her, and just how to twirl her tongue to get exactly the right spot.



It wasn’t long before Beyonce could no longer control her moans, groans and even whimpers from sounding deafening, the dominant woman digging her fingers into Scarlett’s scalp while the thrusting her cunt into her bitch’s face, only stopping to grind her sex against that cover model face, making sure it was drenched in her pussy cream, all in an attempt to make sure Scarlett didn’t forget who’s boss. Of course, that wasn’t all she did…



“Come on, eat me you fucking cunt! Mmmmmm, make me cum or I’m gonna really beat the shit out that fat ass of yours. Those big titties too. Oooooohhhhhh fuuuuucccckkkk yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh!” Beyonce cried out as she smothered Scarlett’s face in her pussy, “Oh yeah, that’s right, mmmmmmm, give me that mouth. Give me that fucking mouth! I wanna feel that mouth sucking my pussy, oooooooh, sucking the cream right out of my cunt. MMMMMMM, fuck yes! Is this how you please your hubby? You this eager to suck his cock? You on your knees spend all your time on your knees, blowing his cock, making him shoot his load down your fucking throat so you don’t have to let him touch your pussy or your ass which belonged to me? MMMMMMmmmmm, I bet you think about this pussy when you’re doing it don’t you? Oooooohhhhh, I, oh, I bet every time you’re on your knees sucking his cock you wish you were in between my thighs licking my pussy. Fucking rug munching slut. Ohhhhhhh yeah, you’re getting what you really want now aren’t you? A juicy black pussy for your slutty mouth too munch on. Mmmmmmm, use that tongue too. Oooooooh, that tongue is making me feel sooooooooo goooooodddddd! Fuck yeah, make me cum! You better make your Mistress cum bitch and, oh, you better, oooohhhhhh, you better swallow every drop. Mmmmmm yeah white bitch, you better swallow every drop of my black cum. Mmmmmmm, oooooohhhhhh, oh fuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk!”



When Scarlett finally made her mistress cum in her mouth she did her best to swallow every drop of it, doing her best to concentrate on nothing else. While gulping down all the precious liquid remained her top priority Scarlett couldn’t help marvelling at just how delicious the cum she was swallowing tasted, and how wonderful it felt to be so deep between Beyonce’s thighs, and how she felt so proud to bring this goddess of a woman so much pleasure.



Beyonce continued swearing and insulting her bitch throughout her climax, although her words were a lot less coherent than before as it was hard for her to concentrate on anything but the pleasure flowing through her body. It wasn’t the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had, nor were the ones that followed it, but they were certainly more than satisfactory, Beyonce allowing her slut to use her mouth and tongue to get her off several times before she roughly pulled her upwards and into her arms, Scarlett unsurprisingly allowing her own lips to be devoured by those belonging to the dominant Alpha female.



After she broke the brief kiss Beyonce grinned and said, “I bet I know what my white bitch wants now… my nice, big black cock up her slutty white ass, isn’t that right slut?”



“Yes my Black Mistress, I want your big black cock up my slutty white ass.” Scarlett said obediently, “Please stick your big black cock up my slutty white ass.”



“Well you’re going to have to earn it… you’re going to have to earn taking my big black cock up your slutty white ass, by kissing my big black ass!” Beyonce informed her slut as she pulled away from Scarlett and got up on her hands and knees.



Almost immediately Scarlett was kneeling behind her mistress, “May I please have the privilege of kissing your big beautiful black booty my Black Mistress?”



“You sure can my white pet, as long as you tell me why kissing my ass is such a privilege while you’re doing it.” Beyonce said with a smirk.



“Because… my Black Mistress… thousands of white sluts… just like me… would kill to be in this position… kissing the big beautiful ass of the dominant black woman… pleasing her in any way possible…” Scarlett said, giving her mistress’s big round cheeks one long kiss with every pause, making sure to spread them out so she was covering Beyonce’s ass with kisses, “You’ve got a whole book of bitches who are all probably thinking of you right now… of kissing your big beautiful black butt… of worshipping your perfect black body with their mouths and tongues… of taking your big black cock up their asses… I want your cock up my ass so bad, and I’m so happy you’re giving me the chance to earn it…”



“Well here’s your chance, spread those big ass cheeks of mine and lick my shit hole! Ooooohhhhhh!” Beyonce moaned as Scarlett quickly did as she was told, both her hands spreading Beyonce’s cheeks as wide as they would go before beginning to greedily lick at the other woman’s back door, “Fuuucccckkk yeah, lick that shit! Lick that hole I shit from you disgusting slut! Do you have no self respect for yourself?”



“No my Black Mistress. I don’t have any self-respect, I’m just a ass licking whore!” Scarlett exclaimed after removing her tongue from Beyonce’s butt hole.



“Get your tongue back on my ass hole you dumb ho!” Beyonce spat, Scarlett quickly returning to her job of licking Beyonce’s ass hole, “If I want you to answer a question I’ll tell you to take your tongue out of my ass. Until then you keep that tongue licking the hole I shit from, otherwise I’ll shove my dick up your ass dry! Do you understand me? Well… take your tongue out of my ass and answer me bitch.”



Recognising the trap Scarlett waited until she had permission to remove her tongue from her mistress’s back door before she replied, “I understand my Black Mistress. I’m sorry for being such a dumb ho, it won’t happen again.”



“It better not, I don’t wanna have to stop ass fucking you because you’re dumb ass needs another spanking.” Beyonce said before glaring back at her bitch, “This is the part you start licking my ass again whore. Mmmmmm, that’s better. Work that tongue up and down my crack. Oooooohhhhh yes, that’s it, lick my ass!”

For the next few minutes Scarlet worshipped Beyonce’s bootylicious butt, the dominant woman guiding her lips and tongue from her big round cheeks to the puckered rosebud which lay between them and back again repeatedly. Ironically it was Scarlett who got to choose exactly what angle she used to lick Beyonce’s butt hole, whether she would swirl her tongue over that puckered flesh or simply give it a flat stroke of her tongue. Scarlett also got to decide exactly how much force and speed she would use, as she did when she covered Beyonce’s ass cheeks with kisses, also being able to decide exactly were on that big, beautiful butt she kissed.



Of course Scarlett only got to decide such things because Beyonce let her. Both women knew that and it sent a thrill through both of them, in Scarlett’s case a submissive thrill as she knew she was still her mistress’s puppet and in Beyonce’s case a dominant thrill as she knew she was still in control of her big titted white bitch.



Beyonce increased the thrill that was sliding through her body by shoving two fingers into her pussy and beginning to fuck herself while she rubbed her clit with her thumb. Just having Scarlett rimming and kissing her ass might have made Beyonce cum so once she started fingering her own cunt the dark skinned singer knew it was only a matter of time. She intended to really enjoy herself first though.



“Ok bitch, I want you to start switching between kissing my big chocolate booty and licking the hole I shit from. Mmmmmmmm, that’s right, kiss those big black ass cheeks. Kiss that ass, bitch! Oooooohhhhhh, fuck yeah, get that tongue back on fucking my shit hole, you nasty brown nosing slut! Kiss it too. Kiss my ass, and kiss my ass hole! Mmmmmmm yeah, kiss it white girl, kiss my black ass!” Beyonce moaned as Scarlett shamelessly worshipped her ass, “Mmmmmmm, earn your ass fucking by kissing mine. Kiss every little bit of my black ass like you just can’t get enough. Oooooohhhhhh, you just can’t get enough of that big black ass can you? You like my black butt, white girl? You like worshipping your Black Mistress’s chocolate booty? Answer me!”



“Yes my Black Mistress, I love worshipping your chocolate booty.” Scarlett said, “I…



“Lips back on my butt, slut!” Beyonce snapped, “All I was looking for was yes my Black Mistress. Now isn’t the time for you to be metaphorically kiss my ass, it’s time for you to literally kiss my ass! Mmmmmm, better. Don’t forget that ass hole, mmmmmmm, fuck yeah! Oh fuck! Ooooooohhhhhh fuuuuuccccccckkkkkk yeeeaaaahhhhh!”



Beyonce continued verbally abusing Scarlett a little longer as she felt her orgasm approaching, but eventually her words becoming a lot less coherent, especially when she went over the edge. It was good. A satisfying climax which had the singer screaming on key, but Beyonce knew she could do better.



Knowing just how to get ‘better’ Beyonce pushed her slut away and yelled, “Go get my strap on. I’m about to tear your white ass open, make you gaped so wide you won’t be shiting right for a week!”



Scarlett eagerly obeyed, her mistress’s harness waiting for her on the night stand and her mistress waiting for her when she returned, lifting first one leg and then the other before slipping it up Beyonce’s thighs, securing it in place without needing to be told.



“Suck it bitch!” Beyonce said, pressing the strap on to Scarlett’s lips, “Get it nice and wet for your white ass!”



Beyonce’s command was unnecessary as the black dom knew her bitch would have sucked her cock anyway. Her well-trained white sluts always did, if nothing else out of self-preservation as no one wanted to get a completely dry strap on shoved up their ass.



Scarlett clearly liked the idea of taking a wet strap on up her ass, the submissive white girl eagerly opening her mouth and swallowing the head of the dildo. Inch after inch quickly disappeared into Scarlett’s mouth, Beyonce grinning wickedly when Scarlett began choking and gagging as the singer’s big dildo began sliding down her white sub’s throat.



In many ways Scarlett Johansson was the perfect submissive white bitch. The one area of submission she struggled with was blow jobs.



It wasn’t that Scarlett lacked enthusiasm, she just lacked cock sucking experience. Apparently it wasn’t something she used to do that often which was the main reason Beyonce had ordered Scarlett to only suck her husband’s cock. It had meant to be a temporary arrangement, but as time went on it was clear to Beyonce that deep down Scarlett was a pure lesbian submissive who adored being forbidden to use her holes for anything but pleasing her black mistress. As such the temporary arrangement had become permanent, Beyonce no longer having any intention of letting Mr Reynolds or any other man touch Scarlett’s pussy or ass hole.



Beyonce was actually doing them all a favour. Ryan got regular blow job and Scarlett got better at sucking her mistress’s strap on, the latter of which being something Beyonce very much enjoyed watching.



Even though Scarlett had become a much more skilful cock sucker she still struggled deep throating. Luckily her dark skinned mistress was willing to lend a helping hand.



Grabbing on firmly to Scarlett’s hair Beyonce began gently moving her hips, pumping her cock in and out of Scarlett’s mouth as she taunted her bitch, “Come on slut, suck that cock! Every inch of it is going in your ass, so I suggest you take every inch down your throat so the whole thing is properly lubed. And when I say suggest, I of course mean you are. You are going to take every inch of my cock down your throat and then I’m going to use your mouth the same way I’m about to use your ass hole! Yeah, your pretty mouth makes almost as good a fuck hole has your fucking back door!”



Scarlett could barely breathe, tears were running down her cheeks, her beautiful face was being bashed against Beyonce’s pelvis and her throat felt like it was being stretched to unnatural proportions but she welcomed every second of it. Why? Because this was what her mistress wanted. If her mistress wanted to use her mouth as a cunt, or an ass hole, Scarlett would gladly relax her throat best she could to make it easier for Beyonce to slam her dildo down her gullet.



She was so broken Scarlett would probably let Beyonce throat fuck her until she passed out, but luckily it didn’t come to that. Instead Beyonce pulled out completely, giving Scarlett a few moments to catch her breath before putting the dildo back inside her mouth, letting Scarlett suck it at her own pace. At lease for a while.



“Is this the best you can do slut? Is this all your husband gets?” Beyonce mocked and she began fucking Scarlett’s mouth again, “Poor Ryan. No man should have to end up with such a lousy cock sucker. Fuck, I should just take you off his hands completely, let him find himself a real woman, not some snivelling submissive slut who clearly loves cunt way more than she likes cocks. Mmmmmm, that’s it, isn’t it? You’re just such a little dyke you can’t get into cock sucking. Ha, should have known from the way you eat my pussy. Mmmmmm yeah, you’re way too much of a eager cunt lapper to ever really please a man.”



Scarlett whimpered softly at the verbal abuse, but even if her mouth wasn’t being fucked she couldn’t disagree. She made a much better pussy licker than a cock sucker. Ryan would be better off without her. And if she was honest, she would prefer to be without him. She would prefer to be the exclusive property of her black mistress Beyonce Knowles.



Beyonce was able to take Scarlett’s mind off anything but her cock sucking duties as time went on, Scarlett remaining on her knees in front of the chocolate skinned dom, no longer allowed to suck the dildo to the best of her abilities, the dick simply being relentlessly shoved down her throat. However no matter how much of a struggle it became just to breathe Scarlett happily let Beyonce use her mouth as an orifice for her pleasure, Scarlett desperately hoping she could be a good face pussy for her mistress.



For much longer than necessary Beyonce repeated this action, fucking Scarlett’s pretty face like it was a loose whore’s cunt, barely giving her bitch time to breathe in between long throat fucking sessions until every inch of the dildo was soaking wet. Only then did Beyonce pull her dick out of Scarlett’s mouth, stand back and order, “Ok slut, that’s wet enough. Get your ass on the bed, lie back and lift those legs up.”



Quickly obeying Scarlett jumped up onto the bed and got into a position she was very familiar with, lifting her legs up and holding on them under the knees so she pushed them up to her chest before parting them so they wouldn’t block Beyonce’s view of her tits. Scarlett then watched with bated breath as her mistress slowly got on the bed, eyeing her like some kind of wild animal ready to pounce on its prey.



“You want to get your ass fucked by me you slut?” Beyonce growled as she stroked her saliva covered dildo as if it was a real cock.



Knowing what was expected of her Scarlett began to beg, “Oh yes, please fuck me my Black Mistress, fuck me in the ass. I want to get ass fucked by you so bad my Black Mistress, please fuck my ass. Fuck my white ass. Fuck my big fat white ass. Fuck it good. Fuck it with your big black dick. Oh please my Black Mistress, fuck my white ass with your big black dick. But don’t do it for me. Do it for you. We both know how much you love fucking the asses of white sluts like me. You love taking white asses and using them for your pleasure. Please my Black Mistress, take mine. I want you to use me for your pleasure so bad. I want you to use my ass hole to get you off. Mmmmmm, your plug stretched my butt so it’s nice and ready for your big black cock, now please use it. Use my ass hole. Take it. Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me up the butt. Fuck me up my slutty white butt. Please my Black Mistress, fuck my slutty white butt and use it for your pleasure…”



Scarlett’s begging was interrupted by a loud cry as Beyonce unceremoniously pulled the large butt plug from her ass, leaving Scarlett’s back door ever so slightly open for a few seconds before the actress found herself crying out again as her mistress thrust her strap on deep inside the inviting shit tunnel that was just crying out to be filled by cock, Beyonce happily granting that wish as she invaded her white bitch’s bowels.



The first few inches slid inside no problem thanks to the wide plug that had stretched out Scarlett’s rectum walls. However once the dildo began going further than the plug had things slowed down, partly because there was much more resistance to the intruder but mostly because Beyonce slowed the speed of her thrust, even stopping it and giving a series of slow thrusts as she gave her slut plenty of time to relax in between each additional inch.



Of course this was an ass which was no stranger to being violated so in what felt like no time at all to both women the full length of Beyonce’s cock was completely buried within Scarlett’s shitty depths.



The two female celebrities stared deeply into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Beyonce began gently butt fucking her white bitch, slowly pulling inch after inch out of Scarlett’s rectum until the dildo was almost halfway out before just as slowly pushing her way into the submissive whore who was lovingly taking her cock up her butt.



“Lift those legs up higher.” Beyonce ordered.



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, pulling her legs up and back further to the point where it was painful, holding that position despite the pain, and of course making sure her mistress could still see her tits.



This caused Scarlett’s ass to be lifted higher off the bed in a way which made it easy for Beyonce to slide her strap on as deep into the actress’s butt hole as it could possibly go and gave the singer the best possible view of her fake dick pumping in and out of Scarlett’s back door.



Beyonce’s eyes locked on to that stretched little shit hole, her mouth watering. Scarlett Johansson was one of the most beautiful women in the world but in Beyonce’s opinion not even the actress’s magnificent rack could compare to the sight of Scarlett’s white ass taking Beyonce’s cock inside it.



Of course in their current position Beyonce was spoilt for choice when it came to beautiful sights.



Right above that dildo stuffed ass hole was a pretty pink pussy which was literally dripping with juice. Not surprising considering that since the last time she had been tongue fucked to orgasm Scarlett had spent all her time using her mouth and tongue to please her black mistress. The tits sucking, cunt lapping, ass kissing, hell even the strap on ‘lubing’ had all probably made Scarlett wet, again not surprising as all of Beyonce’s bitches loved worshipping their black mistress’s bootylicious body, but the fresh juice sliding from that horny honey hole made it crystal clear Scarlett was loving getting her ass fucked, another thing that was mandatory for all of Beyonce’s bitches.



Travelling her eyes upwards Beyonce locked on to Scarlett’s perfect tits which were gently bouncing up and down in time with the thrust of Beyonce’s hips, those little bells which were still attached to Scarlett’s nipples via clamps jingling softly as the dominant black woman butt fucked her white bitch.



Beyonce became hypnotised by those titties. Part of her wanted to look up at Scarlett’s pretty face or look down at her little pussy and stretched open for fucking ass hole, but those big bouncing titties were just too tempting.



Reaching forwards Beyonce grabbed two big handfuls of tit flesh and began having her way with those big boobs, loving the feel of them as she squeezed, pinched and groped them with shameless lust.



Scarlett’s moans, groans and whimpers increased in number and volume as she welcomed the additional stimulation. There was a little pain as her big tits were still aching from their earlier beating and the weighted clamps on her nipples made sure she would be in constant pain in that sensitive area but as Beyonce was an expert at reducing Scarlett to a whimpering wreck just by playing with her titties it wasn’t unsurprising that the pleasure outweighed the pain. The strap on steadily sliding in and out of Scarlett’s shit hole also helped the actress forget about her soreness.



She was quickly reminded of it when without warning Beyonce slapped her directly on her clamped nipples, causing Scarlett to cry out in pain.



“How these big titties holding up?” Beyonce asked her slut.



“Fine my Black Mistress.” Scarlett whimpered, crying out in pure agony as Beyonce delivered a couple of slaps to her nipples which were much harder than the ones that came before.



“Are you lying to your Black Mistress?” Beyonce growled menacingly.



“I… I…” Scarlett stammered, unsure what to say. Another slap to both of her nipples helped uncloud her mind, “I can take whatever you want to give me my Black Mistress. I will take whatever you want to give me. I’m your bitch. Me and my big titties will take whatever you want to give.”



“That’s sweet, and true, but…” Beyonce paused to slap Scarlett’s nipples as hard as she could five times before continuing, “You haven’t answered my question. Do these big fat titties ache? Do you want your Black Mistress to take off these clamps? Give these big movie role getters a break?”



“Only if it pleases you to do so my Black Mistress.” Scarlett whimpered.



Beyonce stared at the conquered white slut for a few moments, and smiled, “Good girl. That’s the correct answer. And your Black Mistress will reward you… but first, let go of your legs and wrap them around me.”



Scarlett was eager to do as she was told. She always was when it came to obeying Beyonce, but on this occasion the command came as a relief as Scarlett had been bending her legs in a uncomfortable position for what felt like an eternity. The actress even let out a happy sigh as she let go of her legs and happily wrapped around her mistress’s still gently pumping waist, her hands relaxing by her sides as she was able to concentrate on the feeling of the dildo moving in and out of her ass and Beyonce’s hands massaging her tits.



As Scarlett moved Beyonce noticed the butt plug she had used to loosen her bitch’s ass hole laying beside them. Grinning wickedly Beyonce picked up and then pressed it to Scarlett’s lips, “Suck on this until I tell you to stop.”



Beyonce grinned again as her slut willingly took the butt plug into her mouth and sucked greedily at the taste of her own butt juices.



A love, or at least a willingness, for ass to mouth was another mandatory requirement of Beyonce’s bitches. Luckily the black dom had become an expert at training other women to adore the taste of their own asses, not to mention the taste of Beyonce’s big bubble butt and the taste of the other bitches in her collection.



Although Scarlett was yet to know the joy of tasting another submissive slut’s ass she had come to love the taste of her own ass almost as much as she loved the sweet flavour of her black mistress’s big round chocolate booty. She had proven that many times in the past and Scarlett was eagerly doing so again, looking up lovingly at her mistress as she stuffed the toy into her mouth so she could suck every inch of it and completely clean that butt plug of her ass juices.



Loving the sight Beyonce continued gently fucking Scarlett’s ass for about a minute while playing with her tits, and then she asked, “Are you sure you want these pretty clamps off your big fat titties?”



As she asked the question Beyonce gently grabbed hold of the clamps and pulled them this way and that, causing Scarlett to moan and whimper extra loudly. It almost made Scarlett slip up, but the white girl remembered her place, removing the butt plug from her mouth just long enough to groan, “Only if it pleases you my Black Mistress.”



“Correct again slut.” Beyonce said, quickly pushing down on the clamps so they released Scarlett’s nipples before tossing them aside.



Scarlett barely had enough time to cry out as the blood rushed back to her nipples before her mistress delivered a cruel double slap to them which had the actress almost literally weeping. The next second Beyonce’s hands were again massaging her tits, one gently playing with her left nipple while her right nipple was engulfed by soft wet flesh, Scarlett whimpering and arching her back as Beyonce gently sucked one of her nipples.



Quick as a cat Beyonce moved from one supersensitive nipple to the other, even the lightest of sucks giving Scarlett and intense amount of pain and pleasure. Not that Beyonce was always sucking lightly. Exactly the opposite. However it wasn’t long before the pain subsided completely leaving Scarlett with only pleasure.



The same had been true for the dildo stretching her butt a short while ago, the forcing a part of her rectum walls causing Scarlett pain at first but after a lot of gentle ass taming thrusts from the skilled butt fucker meant that now the sodomy was giving Scarlett nothing but tremendous pleasure. In fact every little movement of that fake dick caused Scarlett pleasure, along with every little touch Beyonce gave her tits.



Part of Scarlett desperately wanted more. Pacifically more ass fucking. A more concentrated titties sucking would have been nice, and Scarlett didn’t doubt that if Beyonce wanted to she could make her cum like that, especially while pumping a dildo into her ass. But Scarlett had been trained to crave getting her ass fucked. And not just fucked, but fucked hard.



Scarlett wanted that so badly, but her wants and needs were insignificant. What mattered was the wants and needs of her black mistress Beyonce Knowles. That was all that mattered.



Beyonce could sense her slut was ready for a hard butt fucking. She could tell by the way the bitch was breathing, and how hard her nipples were as she sucked and played with them, and how wet she could feel her pussy was against her stomach as she laid on top of her, and of course the way Scarlett was one of moaning, grinning and whimpering as Beyonce had her way with her. But really, all Beyonce needed to do was look up into Scarlett’s eyes to tell her that her white bitch wanted her to ass fuck her hard.

Part of Beyonce wanted to do that right now, but more of her was in the mood to play with her pet. That was why she spent so long going from breast to breast, licking and sucking on each nipple with varying degrees of roughness, even biting down on them from time to time as she constantly used her hands to play with them. At the same time she became more playful with the butt fucking, switching her steady pace for a more unpredictable one.



The unpredictable ass fucking started with Beyonce stopping the thrusting altogether at random intervals, making Scarlett moan in frustration. Beyonce then began delivering short sharp thrusts deep into Scarlett’s bowels after each pause which had Scarlett moaning joyfully, those joyful mains becoming even more frequent as Beyonce began giving this hard thrusts not just after each time she stopped, but whenever she damn well felt like it.



The random hard thrusts made Beyonce want to fuck Scarlett’s ass hard all the more, but she controlled that desire like the experience dom she was, playing with her sub’s tits and ass for what seemed like hours for both women until finally Beyonce kissed her way up from Scarlett’s breasts to her neck and after a few minutes of fun kissing, sucking and nibbling on that she finally moved to the other woman’s lips.



Scarlett eagerly accepted the surprisingly soft kiss which seemed to be over too quickly for her liking, although from the look on Beyonce’s face maybe she was about to get the hard butt pounding she really wanted. She wasn’t.



“Mmmmmm, I love watching these big tits bounce for me as I fuck your ass.” Beyonce said, briefly looking down to Scarlett’s titties as they jiggled from the force of the gentle thrusts, “And I think I know a way I can really get them bouncing for me.”



With that Beyonce grabbed a firm hold of Scarlett’s hips and rolled them over so that she was now lying on her back and the actress was sitting on top of her in the cowgirl position, Beyonce’s dildo staying fully embedded in Scarlett’s ass the whole time.



Relaxing back so that her hands were behind her head Beyonce said, “Take that toy out of your mouth, put it down and start riding my dick. I wanna see those big fat white titties bounce.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said after she removed her lips from the butt plug, carefully putting it down before she began sliding her own ass up and down on Beyonce’s black strap on dick.



From the look in her mistress’s eyes Scarlett knew she wasn’t going to be allowed to cum, at least not yet. Beyonce clearly wasn’t done having her fun with her yet, which was fine. After all as much as Scarlett wanted to get her ass fucked hard and soon after received the orgasm that was slowly building up inside her the one thing Scarlett wanted more than that or anything else was to please her black mistress.



Despite knowing in her heart she wasn’t going to get the orgasm she wanted any time soon Scarlett still held out hope that Beyonce would allow her to violate her own ass on that big dick at a nice hard pace.



She didn’t try going for it right away of course. Scarlett knew her mistress while enough to know that she’d probably stop her on principle if she tried anything so bold. Instead Scarlett was more subtle in her approach, beginning to fuck her own ass on that big black cock slowly at first, but ever so slowly building up speed.



The whole time Scarlett studied her dark skinned mistress’s face very carefully, looking for the slightest sign of displeasure and yet seeing none. In fact Beyonce seemed to become happier as the butt fucking continued, although her eyes were locked on to Scarlett’s bouncing chest.



Eventually the slowly increasing speed of Scarlett’s movements paid off and she got one of the things she desperately wanted. The hard ass fucking.



That she was the one doing all the work was irrelevant at that moment. How could she possibly care when her ass hole was slamming up and down on a wonderfully big black dildo, Scarlett’s hungry rectum welcoming the invading toy every time it entered her insides and those ass walls practically vibrating with pleasure under the anal assault.



A little while after Scarlett expected Beyonce to force her to slow her movements down something happened which took the actress completely by surprise.



Her mistress grabbed hold of her hips and began helping to push her ass up and down on the fake dick. On the first downwards stroke Beyonce thrust upwards, making the dildo slam so hard and so deep inside the actress’s ample ass Scarlett thought she would cum on the spot. She thought the same for the following thrusts, Beyonce roughly fucking her ass at the same speed Scarlett began frantically impaling her own butt hole on her mistress’s strap on.



Scarlett could feel it. Her orgasm. Her body rocketing towards it until it felt inevitable, in that moment Scarlett truly believing she was going to be allowed to cum.



Then Beyonce pulled her hips down and held them there in a vice like grip.



It took every ounce of Scarlett’s willpower not try and continue the ass fucking, the poor blonde literally weeping as she sat on top of her mistress, a large dildo buried to the fake balls in her butt, breathing heavily as she came down from her high, her orgasm alluding her.



When she was sure Scarlett had calmed down Beyonce laid back again and smiled, “Again, but this time go slow. I want to savour those titties bouncing for me.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett croaked softly, slowly lifting her ass up and down for her mistress’s pleasure.



A rush of pride filled the Grammy-winning singer. Even some of her other fully housebroken and trained bitches would have been unable to resist the temptation to try and keep the hard butt fucking going or whine and complain at being denied an orgasm. Not Scarlett Johansson. She just slowly bounced her ass up and down on Beyonce’s strap on so her mistress could enjoy the sight of her tits jiggling around.



True Scarlett was no freshly broken in bitch, but Beyonce loved the fact that her training had been such a long-term success with this beautiful Hollywood starlet.



In time Beyonce would reward her pet, but for now she intended to have a little more fun.



“Play with your big white titties.” Beyonce commanded, seemingly out of nowhere.



Nevertheless Scarlett said, “Yes my Black Mistress.”



Scarlett then began doing as she was told, her hands immediately cupping her full chest and massaging them softly. She just concentrated on the round soft flesh at first, but it didn’t take long for her fingers to start tracing her nipples. From there she began really going to town on her own tits, Scarlett playing with her boobs like seemingly only herself and her mistress could.



“Now smack them.” Beyonce said, angrily adding when Scarlett hesitated, “Smack those big fat titties of yours or I will.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett whimpered, crying out loudly as she delivered the first slap to her tits.



Beyonce smiled as her slut began beating on her own breasts, smacking them cautiously at first but after a few mildly threatening looks from the black dom Scarlett really began slapping those big mountains of flesh, slapping them so hard the sound echo throughout the room each time.



Those breasts soon turned back to an angry looking shade of pink under the abuse, Beyonce loving every moment as Scarlett once again proved her submission to her black mistress.



“Your ass too. Smack that big round white girl booty while you’re beating on your big fat white titties.” Beyonce ordered.



This time Scarlett did as she was told without hesitation, Beyonce guessing that the slut was grateful to be able to switch some of the abuse who her ass rather than have it concentrated on her tits.



It was a slightly ridiculous sight, a white girl slapping her own tits and ass while bouncing up and down on the singer’s black dick. But it was a symbol of Scarlett’s submission, that she was willing to do anything to please her mistress. Perhaps more importantly though it was something which catered to Beyonce’s love of inflicting pain upon her submissive bitches, and also perhaps it had a little to do with how much Scarlett seemed to love being forced to do such a humiliating and painful thing.



Intending to inflict a little more pain on her slut Beyonce reached over and picked up the nipple clamps and held them up towards Scarlett, “Here, put these back on. I want to hear those bells jangling again while you ride my cock.”



There was a moments hesitation, the butt fucking coming to a complete stop as Scarlett just stared apprehensively at the clamps which had already caused her so much pain.



Beyonce decided not to punish her for the hesitation as she could almost feel the other woman’s pain just from looking at those nipples. However if she failed to obey her Beyonce would make sure she regretted it.



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett eventually said, taking the nipple clamps and after a little whimper Scarlett attached the first clamp to her left nipple.



Stopping only briefly to cry out in pain Scarlett attached the other clamp to her right nipple, another cry escaping her lips before she began bouncing her ass up and down on Beyonce’s dick again.



As the ass fucking restarted Scarlett whimpered at the not missed feeling of the weights pulling on her nipples, that pull far stronger in her current position as she rode that big black dildo.



“Good girl, now start spanking that fat ass of yours again.” Beyonce said, adding before Scarlett replied, “Your big titties too. Make sure you get those nipples for me.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett whimpered, quickly doing as she was told.



Unsurprisingly Scarlett’s first strikes were to her ass but all Beyonce had to do was give her pet an expectant look and the white bitch again willingly slapping her own titties, crying out as some particularly hard blows landed directly on her clamped nipples.



Again Beyonce felt a rush of pride as her completely broken bitch humiliated and hurt herself for the twisted enjoyment of her mistress. It was quite the show, but it didn’t go on for that long. Beyonce had something else in mind for humiliating her submissive slut.



“Ok bitch, stop smacking your tits and ass and listen up.” Beyonce said, waiting until Scarlett had stopped so that she had her full attention before continuing, “I know you want to get your slutty white ass fucked nice and hard so you can cum. I can see it in your eyes. What I want to know is why should I give you what you want?”



“You shouldn’t my Black Mistress.” Scarlett moaned before explaining herself, “You shouldn’t fuck my slutty white ass hard because I want you too, but because you want it.”



“Oh, I want it huh?” Beyonce said in a tone which made it sound like it wasn’t totally true, even though it was.



“Un-huh. I mean, yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett nodded, feeling confident in where she was going, “You love ass fucking white girls. It’s your favourite thing in the world. Oooohhhhh, you love getting your pussy eaten by a slutty dyke whore almost as much, and, mmmmmmmm, you love getting your tits and ass worshipped, and spanking a bitch like me, and so many other things, but for you, mmmmmmmm, nothing beats ass fucking a white girl.”



“And how do you know that slut?” Beyonce asked as her hands slid upwards to cup Scarlett’s juicy rear as it continued bouncing up and down on her cock.



“Because, oh, because my Black Mistress, it was what you told me right before you took my anal cherry.” Scarlett answered dreamily.



“You remember that huh?” Beyonce grinned, squeezing Scarlett’s ass cheeks.



“Oh, I’ll never forget it my Black Mistress.” Scarlett moaned, “I’ll never forget you sliding into my ass for the first time, mmmmmmm, giving me my very first butt fucking, ooooohhhhhh, you making my ass yours forever.”



“What else do you remember about that night?” Beyonce asked, loving the trip down memory lane as she continued to play with Scarlett’s bouncing butt.



“Everything my Black Mistress.” Scarlett quickly answered, “I remember every little detail because I’ve fucked myself so many times thinking about it. Mmmmmmm, I remember the way you took me in your arms and kissed me like no man had ever done. Has never done. I felt, ohhhhh, I felt so… overpowered. Like I knew just from that kiss that I was in the presents of a superior woman. An alpha female determined to make me her submissive mate.”



Scarlett seemed to drift off into her own little world for a few moments, becoming lost in her memory Beyonce guest.



Waking her up was easy enough. All Beyonce had to do was give her a nice hard slap on the ass and command her, “Continue.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, blushing at her disobedient mind losing track of what she was supposed to be doing, “I remember how I protested when you pulled down my top. But, aaaaahhhhh, but I didn’t mean a word of it. You, oooooh, you have to believe that my Black Mistress. I didn’t want you to stop. I didn’t ever want you to stop. I was just confused. Just a straight girl waiting to be turned into the submissive lesbian I was always meant to be. That’s why, mmmmmmm, that’s why I never even tried to push your hands away as they made me feel hotter than any man just by playing with my tits, and why I became putty in your hands the moment I felt your mouth on my nipples. Mmmmmm, and when your tongue slipped inside my pussy I was yours. Before you even started tongue fucking me to an orgasm more powerful than any I’ve ever had I was your property. I would have done anything for you after that. I always will. Mmmmmm, I’m your little white fuck pet. I’ll always do whatever you ask.”



“You were certainly an eager little cunt lapper, for a first timer.” Beyonce pointed out.



“Oh yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett moaned dreamily as she thought back to her first taste of pussy, “It was heaven. Mmmmmm, I knew right away I found my true purpose in life, pleasing a dominant black woman. Well, the moment I tasted your delicious black pussy I thought my purpose was to be in between a dominant black woman’s thighs. Mmmmmm, then I thought it was worshipping a dominant black woman’s entire body after you made me bury my face in your big beautiful black ass and beg to be your white bitch. Then, oh, I learnt the truth. Ooooohhhhh, I learnt that my purpose in life was to do whatever you wanted.”



“And how did you learn that bitch?” Beyonce smirked.



“When you fucked me up the ass my Black Mistress. Mmmmmm, I learned my true purpose in life when you fucked me up the ass.” Scarlett moaned, “Do you remember my Black Mistress? Do you remember how you strapped on your big black dick and told me I was going to take every inch of it up my ass. Ooooohhhh, men, ooooohhhh, mmmmmm, men had been asking for so long, but you told me to bend over. No debate, I was your bitch and I was going to give you my virgin ass. Ooooooh, I’d never been so turned on. I would have never have done it for a man, but with you I barely hesitated. Mmmmmmm, and it was sooooooo goooddddd! I was so happy you turned me into your personal anal whore. Now I can’t get enough, but then I was so nervous as I bent over for you and spread my ass cheeks. Do you remember my Black Mistress? Do you remember how nervous I was?”



“Yeah, most of my bitches have been nervous at first. Especially the ones with virgin asses like yours.” Beyonce said, unable to stop from adding, “But they all loved it by the end. You certainly did.”



“I’ve never cum harder my Black Mistress.” Scarlett agreed happily, “Mmmmmm, no one has ever made me cum like my Black Mistress. It’s why I’m so completely yours. I bet that’s why all the other sluts in your collection belong to you too. Mmmmmm, it makes me so hot thinking how I’m just one of the many pieces of ass you use for your pleasure my Black Mistress. It’s only right that a goddess like you should have so many bitches dedicated to pleasing her, all living to please their Black Mistress. I bet they all dream of you every second they’re not in your presents. I bet that this very instant dozens of women wish they were in my position right now, your big black dick deep in their asses, bouncing up and down for your pleasure. Ooooooh, they’d be so jealous of me if they could see us right now, all wishing your dick was in their asses instead of mine. Mmmmmm, I bet they all wish your dick was in their asses right now. But it’s not. It’s in mine. Your dick is in my ass, I’m using the hole I shit from to please you and that makes me happy. I could do this forever, because no matter how badly I want to cum nothing is more important to me than pleasing my Black Mistress. But that’s why I want you to butt fuck me hard.”



“Because that’s what I want?” Beyonce interrupted.



“Yes my Black Mistress. It’s what you really want. Because you love ass fucking white girls in every position, but your favourite, the one that really makes you cum harder than anything else, is to ass fuck a white bitch doggy style.” Scarlett moaned, “You, ohhhhhhh, you’ve told me, mmmmmmm, that nothing puts a white bitch in her place better than ass fucking her in that position. They’re left on their hands and knees, and with a firm, powerful grip like yours their going nowhere. All they’re going to do is stay where they belong and take whatever is given to them like the white bitch they are. And if they drop their upper half downwards it’s all the better because it leaves their asses up in the air, still totally available for using. Sure, you might get a bitch to spread her ass cheeks for a little more submission, but it’s basically the same thing. Meanwhile you’re in total control. You can stop a white bitch from humping back at you or control how much she does, mmmmmm, fuck her at your own pace, and, oooooohhhhhh, when the time comes really give her everything you’ve got. You can smack some ass, feel butt cheeks against your thighs, and most of all enjoy the sight of a bitch bending over for you so you can enjoy her ass hole. For all these reasons I beg you my Black Mistress, please make me bend over for you so you can use my ass hole for your pleasure in your favourite way.”



Beyonce just stared lustfully at her bitch for a few moments as Scarlett quietly continued bouncing her ass hole up and down on the dildo. Then Beyonce huskily said, “Get off my dildo and on your hands and knees.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said happily, knowing she was about to get a brutally rough rectum wrecking.



The moment Scarlett was off of her Beyonce got up and into position behind the kneeling whore, her eyes darting lustfully down to the actress’s open ass hole. Beyonce had caused bigger gapes, and she had no doubt by the time she was finished Scarlett’s shit hole would be stretched at least twice as wide, but it still made her horny to look at the damage she had already done to her bitch’s butt.



After staring long enough for the back door to start closing up Beyonce slapped Scarlett roughly on the ass and said, “Turn so you’re facing that mirror.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, quickly turning as instructed, her mistress following.



“Face down. Ass up.” Beyonce barked after a brief pause, another passing before she added, “Spread your ass cheeks.”



Guessing what her mistress was in the mood for Scarlett slowly reached back and pulled apart her ass cheeks as widely as she could, exposing her holes to the black dom behind her. She whimpered softly as she felt Beyonce’s strap on pressing against her ass hole, the dominant woman cruelly teasing her submissive as she slid the head of the dildo along Scarlett’s still slightly stretched ring, almost pushing inside before repeating the process.



Just when Scarlett thought she was going to do crazy she heard, “Who does this ass belong too?”

“You my Black Mistress. My ass belongs to you. The cheeks I sit on and the hole I shit from belong to you.” Scarlett said quickly.



“And no one else has ever been in this ass?” Beyonce questioned.



“Never! No one else has ever been inside my ass except you my Black Mistress. No one ever will unless you wish it.” Scarlett said firmly.



“This ass, like every other part of you, belongs exclusively to your Black Mistress?” Beyonce asked.



“Yes my Black Mistress. My ass and every other part of me belongs exclusively to my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said.



Scarlet then cried out as Beyonce slammed her strap on back through her shit hole and deep into her rectum, the entire dildo ramming through loosened flesh until it was fully embedded within the very deepest depths of Scarlett’s bowels once again.



“LIAR!” Beyonce snarled, delighting in catching her slut out, “I have granted you permission to use your mouth to please your husband… until now. I have decided that pretty little mouth of yours is far too good to be wasted on him, or any other man. From now on the only cocks you will be sucking on are my dildos, unless I decide to whore you out of course, which is my right. But for now consider every one of your holes off-limits to anyone but me. You are my exclusive property Scarlett Johansson. Mine to use however I wish.”



“Oh thank you my Black Mistress.” Scarlett gushed, “Thank you for claiming my entire body as yours.”



“It has been for quite a while, I’m just not sharing anymore.” Beyonce reminded her slut.



“And you shouldn’t have too my Black Mistress. A submissive white bitch like me should be for your use only.” Scarlett said.



“Which now you are.” Beyonce said, “Now shut the fuck up and take your hands off your ass cheeks so your Black Mistress can concentrate on using your slutty ass for her pleasure.”



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, her words earning her a sharp slap to her ass once she took her hands off it.



Before she had time to wonder whether the slap was a punishment for opening her mouth or a reward for remembering to respond properly Scarlett felt Beyonce’s hands grip onto her waist like a vice followed by the overwhelmingly wonderful sensation of that big thick dildo once again sliding in and out of her ass.



The strap on moved slowly through Scarlett’s rectum for a few brief seconds and then Beyonce began quickly picking up the pace, pumping the juicy white booty with ever-increasing speed until Scarlett could feel her meaty ass cheeks jiggling obscenely, the sound of flesh hitting flesh almost as loud as her own squeals of pleasure as her butt hole was brutally stretched and fucked by her mistress’s big black cock.



Technically squealing in pleasure wasn’t keeping her mouth shut but it was impossible not to when she was being ass fucked so skilfully. Her wonderful black mistress understood that which was why Scarlett had no fear as she squealed, screamed, cried and moaned throughout the now brutally hard butt fucking, every single little movement of that dildo in her ass causing the most wonderful sensations to flood Scarlett’s body.



As she was roughly sodomised Scarlett thought about what had just happened and her heart fluttered. Her black mistress had lay claim to her so she was now what she had yearned to be since the moment she had been turned from a straight girl into a submissive lesbian slut. She, Scarlett Johansson, was now the exclusive property of Beyonce Knowles. Her black mistress owned all her holes. Her holes were for the use of her black mistress only. Her entire body belonged to her black mistress.



This meant her marriage was over. It might take some time, Ryan had been very patient with her already, but sooner or later his patients would run out. Scarlett should probably just end it now. It would be kinder. She still cared for Ryan, but she had not wanted to be with him or any other man since becoming Beyonce’s bitch. Scarlett had only stayed with him as long as she had to helped keep the truth a secret, and her mistress had ordered her to do so of course. But now…



Thought of her husband quickly vanished from Scarlett’s mind as she felt that orgasm which had been building since the ass fucking began approaching while her mistress showed no signs of slowing down.



If anything Beyonce fucked her ass even harder until Scarlett was screaming, “Please my Black Mistress can I cum? Can your white bitch please cum for you as you fuck her up the ass?”



“Yes. Cum for me my white bitch!” Beyonce yelled, clearly no longer in the mood for teasing.



“Thank you my Black Mistress, thank you!” Scarlett whimpered just before she went over the edge of a monster orgasm.



The climax was so strong Scarlett could barely stand it, as were the climaxes which quickly followed it, massive explosions of pleasure rocketing through her body and destroying her mind to the point where Scarlett could barely comprehend what was going on. If it wasn’t for the fact that only her black mistress could give her this type of ecstasy Scarlett would have been a lot more overwhelmed. As it was she just smiled happily and relaxed as Beyonce butt fucked her to heaven.



Beyonce grinned in amusement as she watched Scarlett in the mirror.



As the rough sodomising pushed the actress through orgasm after orgasm exhaustion clearly set in. Soon Scarlett’s head slowly lowered as the rectum ramming continued until she was almost getting hit in the face by the bells and weights which were still hanging off Scarlett’s nipples which were violently swaying back and forth as the force of the butt fucking made Scarlett’s big tits jiggle. However it wasn’t the prospect of Scarlett getting hit in the face by things that were hanging from her own nipples which amused Beyonce. What really amused her was the fact that Scarlett seemed too happy to care.



It was also possible that Scarlett was receiving so much pleasure that she was unaware how close she was to getting hit. Maybe she didn’t even feel the weights anymore, or maybe the pain was so faint she barely recognised it over the ecstasy she was clearly receiving, Scarlett’s entire body violently shaking as yet another powerful orgasm crashed through her as proof of this. As this happened her tits jiggled even more, the weights of course moving with the bells which were jingling like crazy.



That jingling sound, along with the even louder sounds of Scarlett’s cries of pleasure and the sound of her thighs smacking off her bitch’s butt cheeks, were the sweetest music to Beyonce’s ears.



Beyonce was enjoying all these things so much she was actually disappointed when it finally became all too much for her slut and Scarlett slowly lowered her face downwards, her upper half pressing down on the bed and all but silencing the bells as they more or less remained in place. Beyonce could still see the pretty little look of submission on Scarlett’s face, but she missed watching those titties bounce so much she almost risked losing her ass pounding rhythm by letting go of Scarlett’s hips so she could pull her up by her hair.



Instead of trying to get back into their previous position Beyonce decided to enjoy their current one. After all with Scarlett’s tits no longer available to her eyes for the moment she was free to focus on the juicy bubble butt she was currently fucking.



Sometimes it was easy for Beyonce to forget just how fuck-able Scarlett’s ass was. She was currently getting a very nice reminder as she looked down at those big beautiful ass cheeks jiggling from the impact of her thrusts, the contrast between her own chocolate coloured thighs slamming into Scarlett’s oh so pale white ass an incredible turn on for the black dom. And Beyonce even licked her lips as her eyes zoned in on Scarlett’s ass hole, that anal ring wrapped tightly around her big black cock as it slammed its way through that meant to be exit only hole and deep into the white girl’s bowels.



Soon the rest of Beyonce’s world faded away and she became totally focused on the butt hole she was fucking. Scarlett Johansson became nothing but an orifice to Beyonce, the other woman nothing but an butt hole which existed only for her to use for her pleasure.



She no longer gave a fuck if Scarlett ever came again, or if the movie star’s shit hole would ever recover from the savage slamming Beyonce was giving it. Beyonce didn’t care if Scarlett could ever sit down again. Beyonce didn’t care if Scarlett could ever take a shit again. All that mattered to Beyonce was her own pleasure which she delighted in taking from Scarlett’s ass, drilling as deep and as hard as she could into the deepest depth of Scarlett’s shitter.



Beyonce brutally fucked Scarlett’s ass until she experienced a nice hard climax of her own which reminded her exactly why she should get lost in destroying Scarlett’s shit pipe, something the dominant black woman was more than happy to do, pushing herself through orgasm after orgasm as Scarlett received more than twice as many.



The two women became completely lost in the anal sex for what felt like hours, Beyonce ruthlessly fucking Scarlett’s ass until her body was drenched in sweat and seemingly every ounce of her body ached with exhaustion.



Scarlett was just as exhausted as her mistress, her body was equally as sweaty, the sound of wet flesh smacking off flesh having replaced the dried variety countless orgasms ago.



The difference was every part of Scarlett’s rectum wall ached from the relentless battering it had taken, the pain almost nothing compared to the ecstasy she was feeling from the incredible sodomising she was receiving, and yet the fact that she could feel it now meant Scarlett was going to be aching back there for hours once Beyonce was done using her ass. And from how stretched out her ass felt Scarlett knew her ass hole would be gaping open for a long time, and there was no telling how many hours or even days it would be before she could sit down or even walk without any pain. But Scarlett looked forward to every moment of it, because it would be a constant reminder of how well her black mistress had fucked her and how her ass belonged to a rectum wrecking Alpha female.



Beyonce certainly felt like a powerful Alpha female as she butt fucked a submissive female. She always did when fucking a submissive female’s ass. But she was not limitless, and eventually she was given the choice of using a lot of strength to continue pounding Scarlett’s big round white booty a little longer and eventually collapse from exhaustion or save her strength and better maintain her control over the situation.



There was nothing Beyonce could have done to really lose control over the situation considering she was with a completely broken bitch and not with a fresh break in, but it certainly felt a lot more dignified for her to avoid collapsing on Scarlett which was the choice she ultimately went with.



She did it quickly, pulling completely out of Scarlett’s ass without warning and moving back.



A huge smile immediately crossed Beyonce’s face. Even after the anal wrecking Beyonce had given her slut Scarlet didn’t collapse down onto the bed. Instead Scarlett once again proved herself as an obedient white bitch, not only remaining face down and ass up but reaching back to spread her meaty cheeks as much as she could so she could better present her ruined butt hole to her black mistress.



And it was ruined. Maybe not forever, but Scarlett’s ass hole was gaping incredibly wide, allowing Beyonce to see deep into the depths of her bitch’s bowels. Scarlett’s ass cheeks weren’t much better, that once beautiful pale flesh now bruised and battered from all the spanking and fucking.



Beyonce waited for a few moments, but nothing changed which made her smile wickedly again.



It would probably take hours for Scarlett’s ass to fully recover, more than enough time for what Beyonce intended.



Strolling casually to her drawers Beyonce took out her digital camera and snapped a few shots of her bitch’s ruined rear hole before going on the computer she had requested to be provided with in her hotel room. Considering some of her requests it must have seemed like nothing, but it allowed her to immediately print some freshly taken pretty pictures for her book. And something else.



Leaving the computer to print Beyonce left to get herself a drink of water and return to casually sip at it as she admired her handiwork again, Scarlett obediently remaining in place with her gaping open ass in the air the whole time.



Once Beyonce had finished her drink she returned the cup to the mini kitchen, turned off the computer and finally ordered, “Come clean your mess bitch!”



This time Beyonce forced herself not to smile, choosing not to reward her pet with a sign of her happiness as Scarlett immediately obeyed the order without needing any clarification.



Beyonce didn’t need to worry about unnecessarily rewarding her slut as Scarlett was focused on only one thing, her mistress’s big black cock.



The whole time she had been presenting her gaping ass hole to her dark skinned mistress, and even for quite some time during the butt fucking, Scarlett had thought about sucking the taste of her own ass off that big beautiful dick which had fucked her ass so wonderfully, cleaning the tool her mistress had used to fuck her ass like a good ATM whore should.



Scarlett hadn’t minded waiting. She would have stayed in that position all night if it pleased her black mistress. But when she got the command she was waiting for Scarlett couldn’t move fast enough.



“Yes my Black Mistress.” Scarlett panted, ignoring how tired and aching her body was as she practically dived off the bed and got down on her knees in front of her black mistress… were she belonged.



For the briefest of moments Scarlett paused after she closed her lips around the first few inches of the strap on, her eyelids fluttering and a long moan escaping her mouth as she tasted the deepest part of her ass on the fake dick. Then Scarlett began sucking hungrily, quickly devouring every speck of ass juice from the first few inches of the dildo before lowering her mouth downwards.



She didn’t pause for a second when it hit the back of her mouth, Scarlett ignoring her gag reflects and forcing inch after inch of strap on cock down her throat. Her eyes filled with tears as she struggled to breathe through her nose, but Scarlett forced every inch of that big black dick down her throat before she began sucking on the entire length in a way which would have put a porn star to shame.



After sucking on the whole thing for as long as she could take Scarlett removed her mouth in a choking gasp, quickly taking air into her lungs for a few seconds before returning to the blow job.



Pretty much all of her yummy butt juices were gone by now, Scarlett barely having a chance to savour the wonderful flavour as she had greedily sucked it off. But after such a skilful ass fucking Scarlett was eager to thank the goddess she was lucky enough to call her black mistress, looking up lovingly into the dominant woman’s eyes as she worshipped the strap on dick which had just been as deep as it could go into her ass with her mouth.



Beyonce grinning widely. She couldn’t help it. The sight before filled her with too much happiness, power and pride not too.



She had the big-time movie star Scarlett Johansson kneeling before her, sucking on a strap on dildo which had just been embedded in her bowels with obscene eagerness, the actress now looking up at Beyonce with total devotion in her eyes. It was a look Beyonce was used to seeing in Scarlett’s eyes, but it was never more clear than it was now. It also had never been more clear what Scarlett needed… what was now about to happen.



“Stand before me my white bitch.” Beyonce ordered after several minutes of watching Scarlett giving her strap on a surprisingly good BJ, even if the submissive slut still had to stop every so often to gasp for breath after deep throating.



When Scarlett received the order the dildo was buried in her throat so she first had to remove it and gasp a little before she could reply, “Yes my Black Mistress.”



Without the desire to taste her own ass or to suck her mistress’s cock Scarlett suddenly felt her exhaustion like never before, struggling to get up onto her feet, her entire body feeling like jelly after the fucking she had endured.



Once she was finally on her feet Scarlett wasn’t sure what to do with herself. She didn’t feel worthy to even look into the eyes of the dark skinned goddess who had just dominated her so skilfully, but at the same time she couldn’t resist.



Instead of giving her an order Beyonce just stared at her for a few moments and then reached down to grab onto the nipple clamps that had been painfully tugging on Scarlett’s nipples for what felt like an eternity.



With a slight grin Beyonce released the left clamp, bending her head downwards to swallow the nipple and roughly start sucking on it as Scarlett cried out in pain. Her cry of pain turn to pleasure as her mistress’s skilled lips and tongue worked over her left nipple before Beyonce repeated the process with the right.



With the clamps removed and left forgotten on the floor Beyonce went back and forth between her submissive pet’s nipples for several minutes, the whole time using her hands to squeeze those big boobs before she finally pulled her mouth away from them and said, “Look at me Scarlett.”



This shocked and worried Scarlett. Her mistress almost never called her by her name when they were in private together. It must be serious.



To reinforce the idea this was serious Beyonce brought her hands down to Scarlett’s sides when she had her full attention and said, “Are you happy with your husband?”



“No my Black Mistress.” Scarlett said, not even needing to think about it, “I never was. I didn’t even know what true happiness was until I became your white bitch.”



“Do you think you ever could? If I let him use all your holes maybe?” Beyonce offered.



“No my Black Mistress, please don’t.” Scarlett whimpered, “My holes are yours. Every little part of me is yours. You shouldn’t have to share me with him, and I don’t want you too. I… I know what I want doesn’t matter, but please my Black Mistress, please don’t share me. Let me be exclusively yours. I want to be the exclusive property of my Black Mistress Beyonce Knowles.”



Beyonce smiled because she could see in Scarlett’s eyes that her bitch was telling the truth, and because it was what she was waiting to hear.



“In that case, here’s what you must do. Return to your hotel room and tell your husband your marriage is over. Tell him that you are sorry for pretending to be a straight girl but the truth is you have always been a submissive lesbian, just waiting for a dominant woman to set you free. You waited for a long time but now it’s finally happened. You have become the exclusive property of a dominant black woman who has turned you into her white bitch. She is your Black Mistress and your purpose in life is to satisfy her sexual needs. You have become addicted to the sweet taste of your Black Mistress’s pussy and ass, and the feeling of getting your own big tits and ass spanked. But most of all your addicted to your Black Mistress’s big black cock, the strap on dildo your Black Mistress uses to fuck all your holes better than you ever dreamed. Especially your ass hole. At that point my pet I want you to turn around, bent over and expose your ass to him. Make sure to spread your ass cheeks so he has a good look at your gaping shit hole. Then tell him about everything we’ve done today and how you have learned to love taking your Black Mistress’s big black cock up your fat white ass. You will then offer him your mouth one final time and anything he wants in the divorce. But make it clear to him if he lays a finger on your pretty little blonde head, or dares to touch your other holes, your Black Mistress will ruin him.” Beyonce said, making it very clear she wasn’t joking, “Regardless whether he accepts or not I expect you back in my hotel room in half an hour to start your new life as my exclusive property. If you’re even a second late there will be severe consequences. Do you understand me my white bitch?”

Di and I haven’t really been debauched for a while. Then I called the owners of the club we used to frequent. Turns out, this solid swinging couple was divorcing. WHAT?!?!?! We were shocked. So, the wife fell off the face of the earth. The husband, Jim, is in the service business and sometimes we need his services (not the nasty kind, come on people – not yet at least).



I talked to him for a bit seeing that he was ok with his divorce. He seems to be down a little, but no worse for wear. He has family and friends to get him through. Well, being the second guy Di fucked outside our relationship, I know she liked the feeling of his cock in her pussy. One time while he was giving it to her and I was doing his wife, Di yells out, “Don’t stop fucking me!!! I’m cumming!!” That was the first guy that made her cum other than me….



I ask if he’s still friends with the couple Bill and Sue. They BOTH fucked Di one night. Sue is very awesome. She’d always bring her strap-on, and she got into Di one night. ANOTHER fabulous time. He says yeah, he is still friends with them. I suggest we should hang out with Bill. He’s all for it. Who wouldn’t be? If you know my Diane, she is a fantasy any guy would love to borrow.



Mentioning it to Di, she’s down. We make a plan for Saturday a couple weeks away. As we are going, we’re planning to just hang out in the Jacuzzi, nothing really big, because its been a couple years since we’ve swung and it is like we are starting all over. We knock. Sue answers the door naked with only her strap-on on. Not unusual to see her in this state, swinging that thing around, making a scene. But, having not seen them in a couple years, we start giggling. She laughs and says, “Too forward? Here, I’ll take it off and save it for later… Come on in, you two sexy beasts.” We go in, strip our clothes and Di heads to the Jacuzzi while I pour us some wine.



After sharing some stories and wine in the Jacuzzi, I say I need to pee. Coming back to the Jacuzzi, I see Di sucking on Bill’s cock while Sue is sucking Jim’s dick. May as well get some more wine and enjoy the view, right? So, I do. We’re all hard and horny. I love watching my little minx please cocks. And I love watching her receive the pleasure, too. Sue stops everything and says us three guys need to go sit on the couch. We dry off and sit. Then, Di comes over and starts stroking me with her left hand, and Bill with her right. Jim is saved for her mouth. She’s busy with both hands stroking cock and sucking another, God I love this woman. Just then, Sue straps on her dildo and starts fucking Di doggie. as Di switches the cock in her mouth to enjoy us all, its heaven. She’s loving it; we’re loving it; Sue’s loving it.



Sue says, “She’s ready for you.” to Bill and Jim and pulls out and grabs me by the dick and leads me to the master bedroom. Di follows closely leading the two others by their dicks. She has Bill lay down and sucks his cock some more while Jim puts a condom on and starts fucking her doggie. Meanwhile, I’m condomed up and fucking Sue doggie while the two girls kiss and suck bill’s dick. Bill and Jim switch spots and Sue let’s me take her ass. Di says she’d love to be airtight, but the guys are all too big for her tight little ass. Oh fuck, Sue says hold on and comes back with her thin dildo strapped on! “Ok, Babe. Now you’ll be airtight!” Di, looses it a little. You can see she’s on fire. I back out for the mess and let her mount Bill. She lays all the way down on him and his wife lubes up my beauty and slowly slips in her ass. After an adjustment period, Di leans up a little to take Jim in her mouth. Just before she does, she starts quivering and says oh god, fuck me! Fuck the shit out of me. Then, she starts giving Jim a real deep sucking and the husband and wife team rhythm her hard and deep.



I can’t touch my cock, because the scene is so hot I’m going to cum. Bill doesn’t last long and cums. Di hasn’t had enough, and she asks Jim to lay down, mounts him and tells ME to fuck her ass. First time for a real DP. And She and I and Sue and Jim and Bill all know we aren’t going to last very long. I’m out in about 2 “Oh, Fuck Hugh, that’s so good, I’m cumming” screams from her, which is about 10 thrusts. Haha.

We were all sitting around contemplating the night ahead. It was too cold to go out, but staying at home seemed too boring. We needed something to keep us occupied.



“How bout a drinking game?” I suggested, “We can watch Star Wars and take a shot every time something happens.” It really was a random comment, weird how things develop in the mind, but everyone agreed to play.



With drinks in hand we sat down to watch the movie. I sat on the couch with Gary. Peter and some guy called Ricky sat together on the floor. As the movie progressed we all got pretty tipsy.



Gary’s hand appeared on my leg. He began massaging my thigh, his hand moving up my leg and under my skirt. I parted my legs inviting him to go further. He needed no invitation, sliding up to my panties. “You’re wet,” he said allowed.



The other guys turned around. Peter smiled, moving closer to me to be kneeling at my feet. “Let me see.” He pushed my skirt up to my waist and brought his head down close to my pussy. “You’re right, she is wet. Bet I can make her wetter.” He pulled me by the hips sliding my body over the couch to a point where my pussy as off the cushions. Holding my panties with both hands he ripped them apart exposing my shaved crutch to the other guys.



“Nice,” said Ricky. I looked over to see him in front of Gary. His hand had found Gary’s hard cock and was stroking it slowly.



Peter leaned forward again. I could feel his breath on my lips. It made me wetter. His tongue grazed my slit. I knew he could taste my juices in that one movement. Pushing my legs further apart, he drove his tongue into my pussy. I grasped his head, breathing deeply, enjoying the sensation he had aroused in me.



I looked over to Gary’s cock and watched it slide deep into Ricky’s mouth. Ricky’s eyes rolled back as he took the length of him down his throat. Gary moaned and moved a hand to my breast.



There we were, Gary’s fingers pulling my nipple as Peter’s tongue fucked my pussy and Ricky sucked Gary’s cock like a jawbreaker.



Looking at Gary I said, “We all need to be enjoying this.” He nodded.



I reluctantly pushed Peter away, feeling the emptiness in my pussy, but knowing it wouldn’t be for long. We moved to the bedroom to be more comfortable. I pulled out the strap-on from the cupboard. It had a duel purpose. While a long thick cock sprung out the front, a second dildo was attached to the inside with a clit vibrator. These attachments were for me. I slid onto the dildo, ensuring the vibe was on my clit, and strapped the apparatus to me.



“Who’s that for?” Peter asked. I swear I saw fear in his eyes. “That would be me.” Gary stated. He moved to a position of doggy in front of me. “She knows how I like it.”



With that comment I drove the cock deep into his arse. He moaned with the movement pushing back onto the object. Holding his hips we began to move as one. I’d pull the cock almost all the way out of him, and push in with force as he pushed back. The motion pushed the dildo further into my pussy causing the vibrator to push onto my clit.



“Where do you want me?” Peter was watching, his hand stroking his very ample and thick cock.



I motioned behind me, “Ride my arse like I am riding him.”



Peter moved behind me. I leaned forward so my arse was more accessible. Running a finger under the strap-on, Peter found my juices flowing freely. He scooped up a bit of juice and smeared it over my arse.



“I’ve never fucked an arse before,” he breathed. I could hear the excitement in his voice.



“Please stop talking about it and fuck me!”



Grabbing my hips he positioned his cock at my arse and slid gently into me. His cock was thick and hard and caused me some pain, but it felt fantastic. He waited inside me to get the rhythm before pulling out and thrusting deep in time with my thrusts into Gary. Peter plowed into my arse, stretching me. The pleasure pushed me to drive harder into Gary.



I expected Gary to moan but all I heard was a muffled sound. Leaning further forward I saw why. Ricky had taken a 69 position under Gary. Once again I watched Gary’s throbbing cock disappear into Ricky’s throat. Ricky sucked hard, his tongue lashing Gary’s shaft. I could see Ricky’s hips bucking up and down and observed Ricky’s long muscle vanishing into Gary’s mouth.



The movements created a chain reaction. Peter’s cock pounding my arse caused me to plunge the strap-on deep into Gary’s arse. Gary eagerly sucked Ricky’s cock with each thrust causing Ricky to suck harder on Gary, and Gary to push back onto the strap-on forcing the dildo to drive into my soaking pussy and the vibrator to push against my clit.



I was in heaven. Our body’s got sweaty adding to the tension within us. Each rammed into the other, cock slamming arse, mouth tasting cock.



The scene was erotic. All I needed was a cock in my mouth and I would be set…



The pace quickened as we were all close to orgasm.



Peter dug his fingers into my hips as he pulled me back impaling me on his hard member and shooting his cum into my willing arse. Holding him firmly with my cheeks I fucked Gary hard while Ricky swallowed his cock. With one last thrust Gary came down Ricky’s throat. At that point Ricky drove his cock deep into Gary’s mouth and emptied himself into him. With a hard spent cock still in my arse, and the strap-on still vibrating, Gary pushed back onto me increasing the sensations to my pussy and clit. Peter reached around and roughly grabbed my breasts, squeezing them and tugging at the nipples. I came hard, screaming out as Gary ground his arse back into me. The sensations overwhelmed me and I collapsed against Gary’s back.



The room around me began to fade away to darkness.



At least, that’s how I dreamt it…

Author’s note:



This story is co-written with another author called LL. It’s based on Gilmore girls and is a sequel to Rory’s 18 Birthday Wishes. All characters are over 18 and it’s a Rory/Lorelai pairing so if you don’t like mother/daughter stories you should read no further.




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The electronic display of the alarm flashed six; it remained silent – surprising Rory for a second before she remembered it was a Saturday and there was no need to get up. Normally Rory would have immediately closed her eyes and returned to sleep, perhaps inwardly cursing her faulty internal clock. Indeed she almost did return to her slumbers before she remembered it wasn’t a normal Saturday, but her Mom’s thirty-fifth birthday.



All birthday’s were special of course, but this one was more special than most. It marked half-way through Lorelai’s thirties and the slow count-down to forty. But more importantly it was the Milf’s first birthday since she and Rory had become lovers on the teen’s eighteenth birthday a few months before. Smiling Rory looked down at her love. Snuggled under the covers with her hair splayed out like a firestorm she looked so beautiful and for about the thousandth time since they had got together Rory thought about how lucky she was to have her.



As if she realised she was being ogled at by her daughter Lorelai turned onto her back. It had been a warm night and the quilt was only up to just above the Milf’s belly-button giving Rory an unimpeded view of her Mom’s lovely round titties. She licked her lips as Lorelai opened her eyes. The Milf smiled, “Morning Rory. Still here?”



“I thought I might stay the night and make sure you didn’t get up to any naughtiness when I was gone,” grinned Rory back. More and more she had found that she was spending the night in her Mom’s room – in theory they still had separate bedrooms, in reality Rory was only in hers to pick up clean clothes.



“Naughtiness? I can’t think of anything naughty I would do?” Lorelai looked as innocent as Guy Fawkes with a lit match.



“Really?” laughed Rory, “It must have been a different Lorelai Gilmore bouncing around in here last night.”



“It may have been,” Lorelai wasn’t admitting to anything.



“Happy Birthday,” Rory leant down and tenderly kissed her Mom’s lips. She was up again before her Mom had a chance to respond. Not because Rory didn’t enjoy early morning heavy make out sessions, but because today was likely to be exhausting and Rory knew she had to keep her energy, “Now for your presents….”



“Oh, you’ve bought me a puppy,” squeaked Lorelai in fake excitement.



Ignoring the interruption, Rory continued, “Thirty-five years means thirty-five wishes. Same rules as my birthday, except there’s more of them. If it’s in my power I’ve got to grant them and before you ask, no I don’t have the power to make Motley Crue play a personal gig in Stars Hollow… So any questions?”



As she was expecting Lorelai stuck up her hand in the manner of a studious schoolgirl. Rory gave an exaggerated sigh, “Yes, Ms Gilmore.”



“So if I wish for you to read the complete works of L Ron Hubbard speaking like Donald Duck you’d do it?”



“Yes. Or Mickey Mouse or Minnie. Is that wish one?” Rory added mischievously.



There was a sound mid-way between a tut of disapproval and a snort of derision, “Don’t be silly Rory, I only watched Battlefield Earth because it had John Travolta in it. I certainly wouldn’t want to have to listen to Donald reading it.”



“Good, now we’ve got that sorted do you have any wishes or shall I just start making quacking noises whilst reading pulp science fiction.”



Lorelai grinned, “Wish one…”



Wish 1



“I wish to be spoilt,” said the Milf. She grinned and placed her hands behind her head lying back on the bed.



“That’s the point of today,” Rory grinned back, “Now do you have any ways you want to be spoilt?”



“Let me think…” Lorelai said, pretending to think deeply for a few moments before grinning.



Wish 2



“I wish for breakfast in bed, with lots of coffee.” Lorelai said.



Rory frowned, “That’s it?”



“Well… yeah.” Lorelai confirmed, a smile crossing her face, “You’re expecting something a little more kinky? Because you used like half your wishes to ask me questions about my sex life. Questions I would have probably told you anyway, especially after a couple of glasses of wine.”



“Hey, that was all part of a sneaky seduction plan. A pretty successful sneaky seduction plan.” Rory pointed out.



“It was pretty sneaky, I’ll give you that.” Lorelai grinned, “And pretty successful.”



“My point is, if you want to waste your wishes…” Rory began before she was interrupted.



“Hey, I’m not wasting my wishes.” Lorelai protested.



“You asked to be spoilt. Breakfast in bed is spoiling, so you don’t need to waste a wish on it.” Rory pointed out.



“Erm, excuse me, but by that logic I’d only need one wish the entire day because just about anything from you singing Sinatra to fucking me in every room in the house could be considered spoiling.” Lorelai argued.



“So. Let it.” Rory said, almost getting within kissing distance, “I wanna spoil you. I wanna spoil your ass off. So why don’t you just have as many wishes as you want. No limits.”



Lorelai smiled softly, “That’s sweet. And believe me, very tempting. But we already discussed this, I like having a set amount of wishes. It’s like a game. And it reminds me of how we got together.”



Rory smiled back equally as softly and then after a pause said, “You could at least change your first wish.”



“Why?” Lorelai frowned.



“Because it’s stupid.” Rory said, quickly clarifying, “I’d do anything to spoil you. You don’t need to wish for it.”



“Yeah well, I figured I should start off with a wish as stupid as your first one.” Lorelai said, also quickly clarifying, “Because I’m always going to love you Rory, no matter what, and you really shouldn’t ever think I won’t, because I will. I’ll always love you.”



The Gilmore girls smiled gently at each other, softly kissed and then Rory got out of the bed.



“Erm, where do you think you’re going?” Lorelai asked with a frown.



“To grant your second wish.” Rory said simply.



“Ah yes, but you haven’t heard my third wish yet…” Lorelai grinned.



Wish 3



“Before you go downstairs and make my breakfast I wish to be woken properly with a nice long pussy licking.”



As she spoke Lorelai tossed the big covers to one side to reveal her naked body, making it something of a toss up whether the happy look on her daughter’s face was because of her nudity or her latest wish.



In reality it was a mixture of both, Rory wasting little time before getting back into bed and eagerly kissing her Mom, Lorelai returning the affection with an equal amount of eagerness. However despite the eagerness the kiss was pretty short, at least by their standards. Lorelai barely had any time to shove her tongue down her daughter’s throat before Rory was kissing her way down her neck, then her chest and then up the soft slope of her right breast to take her nipple into her mouth.



Lorelai moaned softly as Rory gently sucked on her right nipple before moving to her left, spreading kisses all over the soft flesh of her well rounded tits as she gently suckled at the same teats which had given her nourishment as a child.



That thought never ceased to cause a shiver of perverted lust to slide through the Gilmore girls’ spines, both of them remembering recent evenings in which Mommy Lorelai would feed her baby girl Rory all the nourishment she needed, their dirty talk even more perverted the usual, however as enjoyable as the memory was Lorelai just couldn’t be that patient right now. She needed to feel her daughter’s soft little tongue inside her, and she needed it now.



“I don’t remember wishing for foreplay…” Lorelai sighed softly, hoping Rory would get the hint.



The little grin that crossed Rory’s face told Lorelai had indeed got the hint, the fact Rory immediately diving down between her legs making Lorelai very grateful that she was blessed with giving birth to such a smart little girl.



A long drawnout moan of joy and frustration fell from Lorelai’s lips as her other pair of lips were lightly caressed with a gentle lick, quickly to be followed by another, and then another, and then another, and so on, the soft pussy licking that Rory began to give her Mom both wonderful and torturous to both of the brunettes.



It was wonderful because they both loved the soft teasing as while it was pleasurable in itself it also built the anticipation for what was to come, however at the same time Rory already wanted to tongue fuck her Mom hard, and Lorelai already wanted to be tongue fucked hard by her daughter.



Lorelai held off for as long as she could, which was only about a couple of minutes, but by her standards that was incredible restraint, before she softly cried out, “Please Rory, give me more. Tongue fuck me. Tongue fuck Mommy.”



Rory hesitated. She could rarely refrain from granting any request made by her mother, especially when she referred to herself as ‘Mommy’, but her Mom always came extra hard when she teased her first, and Rory wanted to make sure her Mommy came as hard as possible on her special day.



Then Lorelai presented an argument which Rory really couldn’t argue with, “Please Rory. It’s my birthday.”



Lorelai was about to use one of her wishes to get what she wanted but as she opened her mouth to do so that wish just became a loud cry of pleasure as her daughter’s tongue roughly entered her welcoming cunt, her inner walls eagerly clamping down on the soft intruder and trying to pull it deeper into her hole.



Rory responded by beginning to thrust her tongue in and out of her Mom at a pace which quickly increase the speed while not forgetting to move in certain angles on the in and out thrusts that ensured her tongue would hit all of her mother’s most sensitive of spots.



It wasn’t long before Rory was pounding her Mom’s pussy with her tongue, only stopping to wrap her lips around the hole tightly and greedily suck as many of her mother’s juices into her mouth as possible before swallowing them and beginning the tongue fucking all over again. Rory would always restart the tongue fucking off softly but each time she stopped to suck her mother’s pussy she would quicken the pace sooner than the last time until she was slamming her tongue in and out of her Mom’s cunt as hard as she could milliseconds after re-entering it.



If Rory had been deaf she would have been able to tell her Mom was about to cum from the way her body was gently shaking and her pussy was running like a river. Of course she wasn’t deaf so Lorelai’s words were kind of a dead giveaway of what was about to happen, “Oh Rory, oh yeeeesssss, oooohhhhhh, I’m, I’m going to cum. Please, mmmmmmm, please make me cum. Be a good little girl and make Mommy cum. Oooooo, please Rory, it’s Mommy’s birthday. Give Mommy a treat on her special day. Mmmmmm, spoil her like you promised you would.”



As Rory’s favourite thing to do in the world was to make love to her mother, and going down on her was one of her favourite acts of her most favourite thing, actually ending things so quickly was a little difficult for Rory to do. Of course, she knew she would. After all, she could never deny her Mom/lover anything even on days that weren’t her birthday… and she knew how much her mother hated having to wait to cum first thing in the morning.



Lorelai felt her eyes roll in the back of her head as that soft little tongue somehow began to fuck her harder, Lorelai once again marvelling at just how good her daughter/lover was at eating pussy. She had been incredibly good for a beginner on their first night, now she was just flat out incredible. Lorelai constantly teased her about either having other female lovers before or after they had gotten together, or even both, and while the idea made Lorelai feel jealous it had also made her feel hot, and had opened up a series of thought in her mind which she didn’t want to dwell on now.



Instead Lorelai concentrated on the little brunette head between her thighs, the fact that her own daughter was the one giving her such tremendous sexual pleasure still amazing her even after months of having Rory in between her thighs, along with other places.



Reaching down Lorelai stroked her daughter’s hair lovingly, Rory looking up at her with those big blue eyes and clearly grinning into her pussy as she continued fucking her to climax.



Turned on even more by the sight Lorelai cooed, “That’s it Rory, mmmmmmm, just like that. Fuck Mommy just like that. Fuck me with your tongue. Oooooooohhhhhhh Rory, look at me. Look up at me with those big baby blues while you’re fucking me. Look at your Mommy while you’re fucking her. MMMMMMmmmmmm, you always seemed like such a sweet girl, now you’re fucking me, your own mother, with your tongue you naughty little girl. Ooooooooh myyyyyyy Gooooodddddd, I have no idea that I raised such a eager little rug muncher, but I’m glad you showed me. I’m glad you showed me what kind of girl you really are. I’m glad, ohhhhhh, I’m glad that you’re going to make me cum. Ohhhhhhhhh, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum in my daughter’s naughty little mouth. My daughter is going to suck the cum out of my pussy like the good little Mommy’s girl she is. Oh, she’s, oooooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhhh, ooooohhhhhh, yeeeeeeesssss!”



Lorelai’s dirty talk gave way to mindless, perhaps even hysterical murmurings, mutterings and screams as her brain was fried with pleasure and her cum poured into her daughter’s mouth, Rory eagerly swallowing as much as she could while allowing plenty of it to joined the pussy juice soaking her face.



For a few moments the two women lay there sated, before Lorelai nudged Rory, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”



“I am?” Rory looked quizzically at her Mom.



“Breakfast in bed,” Lorelai leant over and nuzzled at Rory’s cheek, sticking out her tongue to lick away some of the girl cum covering her daughter’s beautiful features.



“Mmmnnn, yes,” replied Rory. Her Mom squashed into her, lapping away at the juice. Rory let her finish, her Mom might have made a wish, but as she’d already interrupted it she obviously wasn’t too hungry – for food at least. Lorelai’s tongue continued to roll over Rory, like Cat preening it’s kitten, or perhaps a cougar would be a better metaphor, Rory decided. Eventually the only liquid on Rory’s face was her Mom’s saliva.



“Breakfast now. Me hungry,” Lorelai grinned and rubbed her stomach in an over-exaggerated gesture in her best Captain Caveman impression.



“Okay, okay,” laughed Rory as she swung her legs out of bed, “I’m going.”



She got as far as the door and putting on her robe before Lorelai interrupted her, “Rory… Rory… Rory,” she called looking plaintive and lost.



“What?” giggled Rory. She pulled the robe tight and tied the belt, though from the looks of it she might have to pull it open again for the next wish.



Wish 4



“I wish that you don’t give me anything, which is remotely healthy,” grinned Lorelai, sitting up and bouncing her tits.



“So no bran flakes,” Rory said, smiling.



“Bleuch.”



“Orange juice?”



“Bleuch, double bleuch.”



“Lettuce and tomato?”



“For breakfast?” Lorelai looked at her daughter as if she had grown a second head, but then just to make sure she had got the point she added, “Bluech and bleuch again.”



“Okay, a greasy fry-up it is,” laughed Rory. She knelt on the bed and tenderly kissed her Mom’s lips, “With coffee.”



She got up and headed downstairs



“Make sure it’s not decaffeinated,” called Lorelai behind her.



*



A short while later Rory returned carrying a breakfast tray, two steaming and large mugs of coffee as well as lashings of beans, sausage and egg (fried and scrambled). There was a tomato as well, but it had been soaked so thoroughly in oil and then friend until it was almost black so that any nutritional value had been well diluted. However, that wasn’t what took Lorelai’s interest – Rory was still wearing the dressing gown, but she hadn’t tied it well. It was semi-open, half-revealing her daughter’s shapely body as the young teen walked towards the bed. Rory naked wasn’t a mystery to Lorelai, it hadn’t been a mystery to Lorelai even before they were banging, but there was something alluring about the way the gown hid flesh, before showing small snatches of it and covering it again as the gown slammed shut. It made the Milf’s libido, never quiet for long, shoot up. She licked her lips, and it wasn’t the smell of bacon that was making her salivate.



Though Lorelai had planned what she was going to ask with some of her wishes, she had also kept a number free to use as and when. Looking at Rory with the breakfast had given Lorelai an idea for one of those wishes. Rory had put the tray down and was sliding out of the dressing gown prior to hopping back into bed. Lorelai held up her hand to stop Rory as her daughter approached, “Not so fast. Now for my next wish…”



Wish 5



“I wish to eat my breakfast off your naked body,” grinned the Milf.



For a moment Rory stood still, before her lips rose to match her Mom’s smile; “Now that’s a wish I wasn’t expecting.”



“Life is full of surprises,” said Lorelai gravely, before smiling again, “Lie on the bed and I’ll serve.”



Rory did as she was told, lying down as her Mom drank at her coffee. Lorelai wasn’t in a hurry. She was starting to feel caffeine deprived so she took the chance to drain the mug and also to let the food cool enough that it wouldn’t scald – eating off her daughter’s naked body would be kinky enough without giving her first-degree burns. It also gave her a chance to take a good look at Rory’s slender teen frame, the flawless skin, the flesh untouched by excess fat, the smooth slit, with its touch of pink and the firm, but malleable titties. The sight made her hungry, inside her stomach it seemed gremlins growled lustfully – thumping against the wall and demanding their fill of teen pussy.



“Okay,” Lorelai smiled, “Let’s see what shall I have for breakfast?”



The fried egg split as Lorelai deposited it just above Rory’s belly button, the yoke running down her tummy to slide over the cunt. Rory started to reached for a tissue, but Lorelai stopped her, “Hey, I think my wish was to eat breakfast off you, not eat breakfast apart from my egg.”



“Sure, Mom,” Rory nodded dutifully, “It’s just a bit sticky down there.”



“Really?” asked Lorelai, smiling. She picked up the sausage and bit lightly into it, so that it was held between her teeth, but not enough that it was split in half. She lowered her head and rubbed it through the yoke, covering the meat in the yellow liquid. Once it was well coated she lifted her head and reversed the sausage so that the yokey side was in her mouth. She bit down, sharp enough to break the sausage in half. She quickly chewed and swallowed. She took the remaining half of the sausage between her fingers and ran it through the yoke. Rory giggled as the warm sausage was dipped down into her pussy to pick up some of the yoke there. Lorelai brought it up to her mouth and sensually ate it, egg, sausage with just a touch of girl cum.



“Yummy,” the Milf licked her lips and looked down at Rory, “You’ve still got some yoke on you,” she said smiling.



Before Rory had worked out what to say in reply Lorelai had bent over her again and was licking away the yoke. The Milf’s tongue slowly, lovingly, teasingly ran over Rory’s flesh cleaning away the egg. When it got to the pussy Lorelai pushed her tongue in. Rory gasped and straightened up as Lorelai’s tongue swished round and round her hole, lapping up not just egg yoke, but pussy juice as well. As she was licking Lorelai looked up at her daughter, it was obvious that she knew full well that washing yoke from Rory’s clit was doing other things to the teen as well. But Lorelai had other plans for her daughter, so a tease was enough. She withdrew her head and smiled, “Tasty…”

“Glad you like it,” said Rory in response.



“Scrambled egg next,” said Lorelai. She picked up the plate and pushed the egg into a pile on Rory’s stomach. She picked up a fork and began to eat, sometimes accidentally pronging Rory just sharply enough to make the teen give little squeaks and for her to bounce on the bed. Lorelai had to admit that Rory was a dab hand at cooking and she wondered if she should get Rory to do it more often, especially if she could talk her delicious daughter to act as a plate at the same time. Scooping up the last of the scrambled egg, Lorelai patted her mouth with a serviette, “MMnnn, lovely. Now for the beans…”



Rory gave a squeal as her Mom poured the warm beans over her pert teen tits. The beans dripped down into her cleavage and down her chest. Lorelai grinned and began to scoop them up with her fork, sliding the metal seductively over Rory’s flesh as she did so. The teen shivered and giggled at the touch, whilst it wasn’t the normal way to eat breakfast in bed there was something sexy about allowing her Mom to eat off her, a bit domineering, a bit kinky, all in all a bit Gilmory…



Soon there was only one bean left, Lorelai chased it all the way down Rory’s stomach, unable to get it on the fork. It was only when it slid past her waist and banged into her daughter’s pussy lips was Lorelai able to get any traction and spear it with her fork. She lifted it to her mouth and gave a smile, “Delicious…”



“Glad you liked, I want to spoil you,” Rory sat up on her elbows.



“Have I mentioned how much I like tomato ketchup,” said Lorelai as she leaned forward. Her tongue pushed down onto her daughter’s flesh and she began to lick. Like the yoke, the ketchup was washed away by the Milf”s lappings and like with the yoke the tongue also had a positive effect on Rory. The teen fell back and groaned, enjoying the touch of her Mom’s tongue, on her belly, her waist, her tits. In slid between her cleavage, down into her belly button and teased at her pussy lips with mere dabs.



“Oh…oh… oh…” Rory giggled as her Mom licked and washed every inch of her tits, wiping them so clean that if they hadn’t already been used for a meal you could have eaten of them.



Lorelai raised her head and smiled, “The scrambled egg was a little peppery…”



“If I’d known where you were planning to put it I’d have just left it runny,” giggled Rory, “and made you lick it all up.”



“Maybe next time.” Lorelai said as she rolled onto her side so she was lying next to her daughter, “Hm, I know it’s my birthday and all, but being the fabulous and gracious mother that I am I’ll let you go first seeing as you’re all sticky.”



“You’re… you’re not going to join me?” Rory blinked.



Shared showers had become something of a tradition in the Gilmore household, the only exceptions being when one of them was running late, and even then tidiness was the preferred option over skipping some quality mother-daughter shower time.



“Nope.” Lorelai shrugged.



“But… why?” Rory asked, lost for words.



“Because if I do… I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.” Lorelai said softly.



“And since when was that a bad thing?” Rory argued.



“Well, that really depends on your philosophy… definitely a few years ago, but it’s not a philosophical thing or not wanting to thing or anything like that, I just want you to save your energy for later, and that’s not going to happen if I take a shower with you.” Lorelai explained, “Hell, I can barely keep my hands off you when you’re not all naked and wet.”



Rory smiled, kissed her Mom softly and got out of bed, “Fine, but I am so getting you back for this on my next birthday.”



Lorelai recognised the teasing tone in her daughter’s voice and returned it in kind when she fired back with, “Oh yeah, well we’ve got Mother’s Day before that, and then my birthday again shortly after yours so I’d be careful about threatening me if I were you.”



Ignoring her mother Rory marched out of the room to the bathroom, Lorelai following her the whole way.



“And let’s not forget that there’s all kinds of things I could make you do today.” Lorelai continued, stopping only to open her mouth and let out a sharp cry of pretend annoyance as Rory turned around just long enough to stick out her tongue at her before slamming the bathroom door shut, “Oh you little… you know what, no masturbating in there. And I’m going to stand here talking about your grandmother just to make sure you don’t try anything.”



“Do what you have too.” Rory said dismissively as she took her shower. The conversation she had with her Mom not enough to make her any less horny after being Lorelai’s breakfast plate, but like the good little Mommy’s girl she was Rory kept her hands to herself, while hoping she wouldn’t have to for very long.



*



“Awww, sweetie.” A freshly showered and dressed Lorelai beamed at the sight that greeted her as she entered the kitchen, “You shouldn’t have.”



“Well if you don’t want it…” Rory began.



“Are you kidding? It’s my birthday, I’m just being polite. Give me, give me, give me.” Lorelai said, sitting down next to Rory and grabbing the precious, precious coffee, sniffing it like her mother did a fine wine, before gently slipping it.



“You know I make coffee for you all the time, right?” Rory pouted.



“That’s why I have a kid. Well, that and other things.” Lorelai grinned.



“Yeah, well, my point is this isn’t exactly spoiling you and I’d like to rectify that…” Rory began.



“Are you sure you just don’t want an excuse to cum after I left you with blue balls this morning?” Lorelai interrupted.



“I don’t have balls, blue or otherwise.” Rory pointed out, continuing before Lorelai had the chance to further the silliness, “But no, I just… wanna spoil my lover on her birthday. Is that so much to ask?”



“No.” Lorelai said, the tone of the room getting serious, “But that’s something I wanted to talk to you about…”



Wish 6



“I wish you’d tell me how you feel about our relationship.” Lorelai said softly.



Rory frowned, “What do you mean?”



“Well… how do you feel, about us.” Lorelai tried to clarify, “I mean, it’s been a few months now, and it’s been great, but we haven’t really had the relationship talk, and I thought we could you know, have it.”



“Oh, well… I…” Rory stammered, not totally sure what to say, “I love you. And not just your my Mom love you. I’m in love with you. I’ve always been in love with you. The last few months, it’s been heaven, and I know that without moving somewhere completely different I can’t just hold your hand in public, but I want too. I… I want it all with you… if, if you do.”



Lorelai couldn’t help but smile softly as Rory looked at her hopefully.



This was far from the first time Rory had declared her undying love, in fact it was a pretty regular occurrence, but Lorelai never tired of hearing it. Of course, while Lorelai wanted to return the declaration there were still some questions that needed to be asked first. So…



Wish 7



“I wish you’d tell me whether you still think about being with a boy.” Lorelai said, after taking a deep breath.



“What?” Rory exclaimed.



“Don’t get mad sweetie, I just…” Lorelai stammered, “I just want to cover all the base’s before we rush into anything.”



“Who’s rushing into anything? I never said anything about rushing into anything. We don’t have to rush. We don’t have to rush at all.” Rory said at lightning speed, suddenly worried that maybe her Mom was having second thoughts about their situation, “Is it because I called you my lover? Because I can take that back and we can just be unlabelled again.”



“Rory, Rory, stop.” Lorelai said softly, calming her daughter down, “I liked you calling me that.”



“Really?” Rory beamed.



“Really.” Lorelai confirmed, “But honey, I need you to answer the question.”



Rory looked thoughtful and then replied, “I… no. I mean, I hadn’t really thought about the fact that I hadn’t thought about it until now, but I haven’t.”



“Now that you’re thinking about it, would you want to be with a boy again?” Lorelai asked.



“Over you? Never.” Rory replied quickly.



“If I wasn’t in the picture.” Lorelai said, and then when she saw the panicked look on her daughter’s face quickly added, “I’m not saying I’m not, or I’m not going to be, just please, for me, really try and picture it.”



There was a pause, Rory really trying to picture herself with a guy. First it was some faceless man, then it was one of her ex-boyfriends, and then finally male celebrities which before she could remember having at least a passing interest in, all with the same result.



“No.” Rory said like it was a revelation, and it actually was, “After being with you I couldn’t go back to guys. Not ever.”



“So…” Lorelai began.



“Am I a lesbian?” Rory finished for her, “Yes… yes, I guess I am.” Rory then grinned, “You made me a lesbian. My Mommy made me a lesbian.”



She wasn’t expecting the cushion to be swung at her. The teen gave a shriek of surprise and then fled round the sofa, being chased by her Mom swinging. Lorelai managed a few light blows, but mainly Rory kept out of reach, making sure there was always some furniture between the two of them. The two of them were laughing and squealing, like small children as Rory hopped out of the way of another swing. But this time instead of racing round behind the couch she dropped onto it, Lorelai dropped beside her, still laughing. She slid her arm round Rory’s shoulder and hugged her close.



Wish 8



“I wish to know if you still think about being with another girl, you know, apart from me,” Lorelai asked. She stroked Rory’s hair as she waited for an answer.



Rory was quiet for a moment, she fidgetted uncomfortably, but Lorelai’s arm was firm round her. Anyway it was a wish and rules said she should answer. However, before she could speak Lorelai sensing there was some discomfort spoke gently, “Rory, I asked the question, so if it’s an answer I don’t want I’ve only myself to blame. Whatever you say I’ll always love you.”



“So no pressure,” Rory tried to force a smile.



“No pressure.”



“Sometimes, when we’re watching threesome porn or after we’ve fu… had sex and you’re asleep I do fantasise. Not really about me being on my own with another girl, but about having sex with one in front of you and making you hot, so you do me so hard afterwards. And sometimes you and this other girl take me together, sandwiching me as you use both my holes. But I also fantasise about me and someone else sharing you, you’re lying under me as I ram you and this other girl is taking your other hole. You asked…” Rory went deep red.



Lorelai frowned and then laughed, “Rory, is that what you’re worried about? That sometimes you have sexual fantasies? We all have them and I bet mine are weirder than yours – did I mention the one I had about Sookie and Mrs Lane… now that was freaky. And I’m glad you’ve thought about sharing me with someone else…”



“You are?” asked Rory in a little girl voice. She brightened as her Mom smiled at her.



“I am and…”



Wish 9



“…I wish to make your fantasies a reality” grinned Lorelai.



Rory’s mouth opened and closed in a passable imitation of a goldfish. It took a few moments for her to get her voice back, “You do?”



It came out as a bit of a squeak. Lorelai smiled again and leaning over Rory tenderly tapped her lips with hers. She drew back slightly, so that she filled Rory’s vision whilst at the same time had air to speak, “They’re my fantasises as well, Rory.”



“They are?” Rory smiled a little more confidently now it seemed her fantasy wasn’t as horrible and relationship ruining as she feared.



“Oh yes,” Lorelai nodded, “I love having sex with you and just you, but sometimes I want a little spice as well my sugar. I’ve got this vision of getting fucked by you and… a friend. Both of you stuffing my holes full of dildo until I’m screaming and squirting your girl juices all over me. Does that sound hot?”



“It does,” agreed Rory and bit her lip nervously. She paused for a moment and suddenly smiled, “Okay as its your birthday wish, let’s go for it. What do we do – hire an escort? If so you’ll have to pay unless she’s around a dollar fifty and that would be way too cheap for you.”



“Don’t worry,” laughed Lorelai, “I have a plan.”



Wish 10



“I wish you’d ring up Lane and invite her over.” Lorelai said after a brief pause. Seeing the expression on her daughter’s face she smiled coyly and added, “Don’t worry, she’s expecting your call.”



If anything this only served to make Rory look more bewildered. If the expression hadn’t been so adorable Lorelai would have explained herself further, and in truth planned to after Rory flipped out.



Going against what her mother was expecting Rory didn’t flip, or flop, or anything except reach for the phone and quickly hitting speed dial.



There was a barely a second ring before Rory heard a familiar voice say, “Hello…”



“Lane… hi…” Rory said softly.



There was silence, then Lane said, “It’s weird. Too weird. Right?”



“I…” Rory barely got out.



“I mean it’s not that weird for me. Well it is weird, the whole situation is weird, but it’s not too weird for me, you know?” Lane barely paused for breath.



“I guess…” Rory said.



“But if it’s too weird for you we can just forget it. I mean, your Mom is so sure you’d be okay with this, but if you’re not I’ll understand.” Lane finally finished clarifying herself.



“No, it’s fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine. Or, okay, or whatever. Just… come over.” Rory stammered.



“No problem.” Lane said, “I’m half way to your house anyway… actually I’ve been going back and forth to your place because I didn’t know when you’d call, or even if you’d call, and I changed like half a dozen times because your Mom said dress sexy but I’m not even sure how to be straight sexy so I have no clue about lesbian sexy, I mean is it any different from… I’m rambling. I’m rambling aren’t I? Rambling isn’t sexy. Okay, forget this part of the call. Okay? Erm… bye.”



With that the line went dead and Rory was left staring at her Mom who was looking at her nervously.



Wish 11



“I wish you to be happy.” Lorelai said, before clarifying, “I want you to be happy. So if at any point today you feel uncomfortable tell me and we’ll stop.”



“You don’t need to use up a wish for that.” Rory assured, “I’m fine.”



“But if you’re not I want you to be honest and tell me, okay?” Lorelai pressed.



“Okay.” Rory shrugged.



“Okay.” Lorelai nodded, “The wish stands.”



“Fine. It’s your day, use your wishes however you want, and I’ll do them.” Rory said, quickly adding before Lorelai got the chance, “Unless I’m not okay with them.”



Even if Rory wasn’t okay with them she would try to push through it because she desperately wanted to make her Mom happy on her special day, but despite the initial shock a threesome with her best friend didn’t exactly sound entirely unappealing. A little weird, and potentially very awkward, but also potentially very fun.



A slightly uncomfortable silence fell between the Gilmore girls which was almost unprecedented as they were both rarely silent for long and almost never felt uncomfortable around each other.



“I thought it would be better to have a threesome with someone you knew instead of a total stranger.” Lorelai said quickly in an attempt to end the uncomfortable silence. She at least succeeded in lessening the uncomfortableness as Rory smiled softly at her, prompting Lorelai to continue, “Besides I thought it would be nice to throw poor Lane a bone given her massive crush on you.”



“What!?” Rory exclaimed, “No, Lane doesn’t have a crush on me.”



“Awww, sweetie.” Lorelai said softly in the same tone she used when someone she liked said something stupid or whenever Kirk… well, talked, “How can you be born so smart and yet have no gaydar whatsoever.”



“Hey, I… I have gaydar.” Rory said unconvincingly.



“Really…” Lorelai said, stretching out the word, “Well then, who’s gay for you?”



“What?” Rory stammered.



“Who… is a girl… and wants to screw your brains out.” Lorelai said slowly.



“I… erm… you.” Rory said.



Lorelai rolled her eyes, “And you didn’t know I was into girls until you heard me calling out your name, even though I had some of them over?”



“Hey, I was too young to even remember most of them, and you don’t have sex with every girl who comes over, oh and don’t even pretend that you do, and just because you call out one name in the shower one time doesn’t mean you’re really into them, which is why you should stop taunting me about that one time, and… Lane has a crush on me?” Rory said the last part in disbelief.



Lorelai nodded, “Almost as big as the one you have on Paris.”



Rory’s eyes bulged, “I do not…”



Just then the doorbell rang.



“That’s Lane at the door,” said Lorelai, without even bothering to look out the window to check. She smiled at Rory, “Are you going to let her in or do I need to use another wish?”



Rory hadn’t bothered to get fully dressed after her shower, the only thing she was wearing as she opened the door was a very thin robe, which wasn’t properly tied. Admittedly Lorelai wasn’t wearing much more, indeed the only extra thing she was wearing was a pair of socks, but suddenly Rory realised that whilst Lorelai had seen it all before… well Lane was going to get an eyeful. By the time this thought entered Rory’s mind, typically, it was too late and the door was swinging open.



“Hi Lane,” Rory tried to put a nonchalant tone in her voice, as if she always opened the door with her pussy on wanton display and most of her tits hanging out off her robe.



“H… hey Rory,” squeaked Lane gazing down at her friend’s smooth snatch. She had dressed sexily herself, wearing a low cut dress, whose straps were already half-way down her arms and pair of pixie boots with heels that made her seem a couple of inches taller than she was.



“You… you wanna come in?” Rory stammered, a little smile crossing her face, “Like, maybe before anyone sees?”



“Oh, sure.” Lane nodded, quickly stepping in and allowing Rory to close the door behind her.



“Hello Lane,” Lorelai greeted cheerily, moving behind her daughter before reaching under the teen’s robe. It fell further away from her tits as her Mom squeezed them. Lorelai grinned as Lane’s mouth opened and closed with shock. The Milf squeezed harder, even though she couldn’t see Rory she knew her eighteen year old daughter would be blushing furiously. It was sweet, but Lorelai couldn’t resist a little bit further naughtiness.



She slid one of her hands down and over her daughter’s slit, massaging the cunt as the two of them stood in the hall. Lane’s mouth opened again, this time it didn’t close as the petite Korean made a noise that sounded like a cat being strangled with piano wire.



There was silence for a long while, then Lorelai grinned, let go of Rory and began heading into her home, only briefly turning back to ask, “Shall we?



“Sure.” murmured the two eighteen year olds who silently followed Lorelai who moved back to the couch, sitting down and looking like she was an innocent faun rather than an adventurous explorer. Rory gave her a quick glare, but both she and her Mom knew it wasn’t serious.



“So… er, how do we do this?” asked Lane, she hopped embarrassedly from foot to foot.



“Why don’t you get undressed first?” asked Lorelai. She looked at Rory and patted the seat beside her motioning for the teen to join her and watch Lane strip.



Moving over the teen sat next to her Mom. She felt herself redden a bit as Lane undressed; there was no symmetry or seductiveness to it, instead she looked like she was undressing for a bath. But the artless naivety of what to do, coupled with Lane’s nervousness gave it a different type of seductiveness. Especially as for the first time Rory noticed that her friend was no longer the scrawny kindergartener she had first met, but a young woman with curves in the right place and to the right proportion. Finally the last bit of Lane’s clothing was off, the Korean holding the bra for a few moments as if she wasn’t sure what to do with it, before tossing it to the ground with the rest of her clothes. She looked at the Gilmore’s and Rory could tell that Lane wanted to cover herself and it was only by a supreme amount of willpower that she was keeping her hands on her waist rather than hiding her slit and tits. Lane asked, “What now?”

“I make wishes and you and Rory make them come true,” said Lorelai. She smiled, “Don’t worry Lane, we talked about it before. I’ll warm you up slowly before the good stuff and I promise you will get to fuck my daughter…”



Rory blushed again.



“Sure, I’m good,” replied Lane, a touch of nervousness still evident in her voice.



In an attempt to make Lane feel more at ease Lorelai gently cupped Rory’s face and pulled it to hers, her daughter eagerly welcoming her lips with her own. Sure, ever since they had started regularly fucking Lorelai had been finding any little excuse to kiss Rory and this was no different but at least this time she had a pretty noble reason to go along with her ulterior motive. Once she broke the kiss Lorelai was pleased to see the look on Lane’s face that told her that the Gilmore on Gilmore kiss had the desired effect, Lane looking a lot less nervous that she had before. Lorelai decided to take advantage of this.



Wish 12



“I wish you and Lane would make out as I watch,” Lorelai said to Rory.



Rory looked at Lane, who gave a barely perceptible nod. Rory stood up, “Okay.”



She dropped out of her gown and walked towards her friend. Lane was waiting expectantly and nervously. Slowly Rory pecked her friend’s lips, they were soft.



There was a snort of derision from Lorelai, “That’s not making out.”



“No,” Rory said, “but this is…”



She moved in again, this time opening her mouth as she did so. Her open mouth moved over Lane’s closed one. But it remained shut only for a moment, before she too opened it. The two teen’s flicked out in unison, colliding and battling. Rory was surprised by how good a kisser Lane was, certainly much better than Rory had expected. She pulled away and said accusingly, “You’ve been practising…”



“Only with my pillow,” said Lane. If she was about to say more it was cut short as Rory returned her mouth to her friends, the pillow explanation seemed unlikely, but then strange tales could be true – otherwise she wouldn’t be banging her Mom. The brunettes hands moved up and down her friend’s waist as Lane in turn moved her hand round Rory’s back and rested them on her naked butt. The tongues waggling and waving within each other’s mouths as they touched each other, their titties clamped together and the erect nipples jutting out like little daggers.



The two teens continued to make out passionately, almost forgetting that Lorelai was watching them. The Milf licked her lips and moved her hand down to touch her slit, slowly massaging her pussy as she watched Rory get it on. Lorelai had suspected that watching her daughter would be hot, but until she saw it live and in the flesh she hadn’t realised what a turn on it would be. There was something so kinky about watching Rory’s naked body rubbing against someone else’s – heightened by knowing that the body was hers and that Rory would respond to her every wish. Lorelai slid her fingers over her cunt and purred, “Rory…”



Wish 13



“…I wish you would go down on Lane.”



For a moment the two teens were so engrossed in kissing and petting each other that Lorelai didn’t think they had heard, but just as Lorelai was about to repeat the wish the two girls separated. They looked at each other and giggled, before Rory turned to her Mom and said, “Okay.”



She reached out to Lane and took her hand. The young Korean girl gave a shy laugh, but didn’t resist as Rory gently led her to the couch and gestured for her to sit. Lane did so, spreading her legs as she did so. Lorelai moved seats so that she could get a better look. Rory waited for her, before dropping to her knees and shuffling between her friend’s thighs. She licked her hand and gave Lane’s slit a brief rub with her palm, making the other teen give a moan. Rory quickly turning her head to look at her Mom to show she was still cool with the wishes, before turning back to Lane, a thought suddenly occurring to her, “You’re still a virgin?”



It was more a statement than a question but nevertheless Lane nodded and explained, “Lorelai said we could do everything but.”



“Oh, okay.” Rory nodded, her eyes briefly flickering to the pussy in front of her before asking, “You ready?”



“Yes, yes, I’m ready,” Lane spoke quickly both to mask her fear and to conceal her excitement, “Go down on me Rory.”



The brunette didn’t need any coaxing. She dived in, her mouth already open as it slammed into the cunt. She started to slurp away, hammering the tongue into the cunt and pushing as deep as she could. There was no finesse in Rory’s movements, but Lane didn’t seem concerned. She groaned and stretched her back, arching her spine, as her friend buried herself deep into her slit. The Korean’s hands ran over the back of Rory’s head, not quite pushing her in, but at the same time making it hard for her to back out. She let out a moan, “That’s it Rory, eat me out.”



Rory’s face was deep in her friend, the noises she was making a mixture of laboured breathing and frenzied licks. There was more and more cum coming from Lane, threatening to drown Rory in it’s sweet succulence. She rammed her tongue deeper, sweeping through the cunt juice and hammering the clit. Lane screamed and this time did grab Rory forcing her in, “That’s it Rory, that’s it…”



Lane was grateful that this only seemed to encourage Rory into tongue fucking her harder, the heavenly sensations overwhelming the young rock star wannabe.



It was so much better than Lane had dared to dream, any apprehensions or nervousness about tonight gone with just the first lick. She would now do anything Lorelai asked her to do, no matter how perverted it sounded, and considering what Lorelai had already told her it was going to be one hell of a perverted night. However Lane now was forever in Lorelai’s debt because not only had she inadvertently introduced her to the wonders of a girl’s tongue, but to Rory’s tongue.



Why the hell had she needed such convincing? Why had the thoughts of fulfilling this fantasy been so scary? She had been girl crushing on Rory for as long as she could remember, and as she lay there with her whole body trembling, a talented tongue touching places inside her she didn’t even know about, Lane promised herself that she’d never be so reluctant to try anything new again.



Even though she hadn’t shown it Rory had been reluctant to fuck her best friend. The idea certainly wasn’t unappealing, much like herself Lane was definitely cute, but Rory was somewhat worried about ruining their relationship. That was ironic considering she had risked her most treasured relationship but that was to get something she had always wanted, this was risking a friendship for just some fun.



Of course after a while Rory strongly believed she and Lane could maintain some kind of relationship, one which could possibly even be better now, especially as they might have a new favourite thing to do together. Even if they did nothing else but this particular position Rory could become very happy with their relationship. Very happy indeed.



Rory found herself becoming even more happy as Lane cried out and flooded her mouth with liquid which could only be her cum, Rory greedily gobbling down every drop as the flavour set her taste buds on fire.



The taste was amazing Rory decided, not like her Mom at all, more… more Korean? Whatever… Lane tasted great and she could soak like she was a sponge, to paraphrase Shakespeare – who knew the teen had so much cum in her. Rory licked harder and harder, intent on driving Lane to another orgasm.



Meanwhile Lorelai had just cum. She hadn’t been able to resist thrusting a couple of fingers into her pussy as she watched Rory service Lane. It wasn’t the biggest orgasm the Milf had ever had, but it was certainly satisfying. She pulled her finger out and licked some of the cum off, even as she continued to watch Rory’s head bob as she hammered at her friend’s slit. Lorelai grinned, “That’s my girl,” she said quietly.



Neither Rory nor Lane heard, engrossed in other things, this fact making Lorelai smirk as she relaxed for a few long minutes, a feeling a perverted pride rushing through her every time her little girl made the Korean cum.



As it was Lane’s first time Lorelai was reluctant to stop the younger girls going at it, but she wanted Lane to save at least some of her energy. After all, the wishes had only just started getting good…



So after a while Lorelai said loudly enough for the teens to hear, “Rory stop.”



Lane whimpered in frustration as Rory, Momma’s girl that she was, immediately did as she was told and looked back at her mother, Lane lifting herself up so she could do the same.



Wish 14



“Lane, I wish you would go down on my little girl.” Lorelai wished.



Turning back to her best friend Rory bit her lip, “Is that okay?”



“Oh God yes.” Lane said huskily, eagerly switching places with Rory so she was the one kneeling between another girl’s legs.



One fantastic pussy eating ago Lane would have been tripping over her words and taking forever to get in position, but after what had just happened Lane felt like a changed woman. The old her briefly came back as she came eye level with Rory’s pussy, but she closed her eyes, pushed all her nervousness aside and before it could come back buried her face in her best friend’s twat.



“Oh gosh.” Rory gasped as she was taken by surprise at how quickly Lane began gently lapping at her pussy, only the briefest of pauses between the first lick and the ones that followed.



Given everything she knew about her best friend Rory had been expecting Lane to be a lot more hesitant, slowly drawing out the foreplay and then eventually the gentle licking. Instead Lane was burying her face in Rory’s cunt within a minute of beginning to go down on her, Lane’s tongue lapping frantically at Rory’s dripping centre.



As that tongue continued its attack on her womanhood Rory considered she may not know her best friend as well as she thought she did. And okay, Lane wasn’t the only one who had kept her lesbian tendencies a secret. Rory had never been truthful about how she really felt about her Mom. She had kept the truth from Lane even after they had got together… but now all that stuff was out in the open maybe Rory could try and get to know her best friend a little better. And if that happened to involve the two friends spending some quality time between each other’s legs, well then so be it.



Lane’s tongue couldn’t compare to Lorelai’s in terms of skill but it could match it in enthusiasm, Lane soon pushing her tongue deep into Rory’s welcoming hole and beginning to fuck her hard and deep, making Rory cry out joyfully, “Yes, yes, yeeeessss! Fuck me. Fuck me Lane. Ohhhhh, fuck, oh, fuck me with your tongue.”



Lane could hardly believe her ears. Rory never swore, not really. Neither of them did. Even when Lane was feeling a tongue first on then in her pussy the most she did was whimper and beg Rory to eat her. No swear words came out of her mouth, and yet now Rory sounded like a sailor on leave… and Lane liked it.



Rory Gilmore had always seemed like the most sweetest, innocent girl Lane had ever known, and while Lane had loved that Rory dearly she desperately wanted to get to know this version of her best friend. The version that love to use naughty words, that didn’t mind spreading her legs for her so she could eat her delicious pussy or get between Lane’s thighs to show just how amazing lesbian sex could be… or even have sex with her own mother.



Briefly thinking of Lorelai had Lane frantically trying to remember everything the older woman had told her about rug munching before she then tried to totally concentrate on Rory’s pussy for what felt like the millionth time. It was difficult given that her mind felt like it was going at a mile a minute but it seemed like her tongue was slamming in and out of Rory at the same speed, which definitely seem to help matters. In fact it helped so much that shortly after she decided to concentrate on the muff munching again Lane heard her best friend scream loudly and felt her body shake, a rush of liquid which was even tastier than Rory’s regular cream suddenly filling her mouth.



From the moment she first tasted pussy juice Lane knew she was hooked and the same went for girl cum, the young Korean burying her face deeper in between her friend’s legs so she could swallow every drop of the yummy liquid.



Meanwhile Lorelai watched on proudly. Lane had been in their lives for so long she was practically a second daughter, or at least a beloved niece, either of which would have been an extremely inappropriate analogy in any other household, but nevertheless Lorelai felt as proud of Lane as she had done of Rory earlier. That said the climax Lorelai was able to finger herself too was weaker than the one that had come before, and certainly couldn’t compare to the one she could experience with someone else.



Lorelai was sure that orgasm would come later, but in the meantime there had been enough watching – it was time to rejoin the fun.



Wish 15



“I wish you would take it in turns kissing me,” said Lorelai interrupting Lane as she went in for another burst of cunt lapping. For a moment it looked like the young Korean was too engrossed in drinking her best friend’s cum, but Rory gave her a quick squeeze and reluctantly Lane stood up. Lorelai opened her legs to show her bald slit, a reminder to Lane that Rory wasn’t the only tasty Gilmore in the house. She smiled promisingly at Lane, “One wish at a time.”



Standing up Lorelai enveloped Rory in her arms, drawing the teen to her for a kiss that was not at all Mom-like. There lips crushed together, moving as they opened and closed their mouths. The two of them slurping the air out of each other, as their hands massaged their nude bodies. Lorelai could feel the hardness of Rory’s nipples pressing into her, like little knives; she knew her own were also stabbing into her daughter as they moved together. She pulled the teen even closer, mouthing her love and reaching down to fondle her daughter’s cute, bare, ass.



From the corner of her eye Lorelai could see Lane. The Korean was staring open mouthed, obviously turned on by the Milf-teen make out session. Her hand was moving in small circles, rubbing lightly at her naked twat. The thought that Lane was enjoying watching made Lorelai kiss harder. She closed her eyes as she allowed her imagination to take over, thinking about Lane fondling herself as Lorelai slammed her tongue down Rory.



“Mmmnnn, Lane’s turn now,” Rory broke the kiss. Lorelai snapped her eyes open to see Rory stepping back, licking her lips of the saliva that had dribbled out over them. The teen gave a naughty smile as she turned to Lane, “You wanna kiss my Mom?”



“Hell, yes,” said Lane, who had got over her previous shyness. She stepped in front of Lorelai and put her arms round the Milf’s neck. Lorelai allowed herself to be pulled down, Lane standing on tiptoes to meet her half-way. The Korean’s mouth met hers and wrapped on contact, the younger woman’s tongue slipping and sliding over Lorelai’s own eager one.



She wasn’t a bad kisser, thought Lorelai, despite her lack of experience. The Milf moved her hands down to just above Lane’s butt and began to gently massage the small of the teen’s back, whilst pulling her closer. Lane responded with enthusiastic mouth movements, her tongue darting round to explore Lorelai’s mouth. What she lacked in skill, she was definitely making up for in effort. Lorelai allowed the teen to dictate the pace, fast when Lane was speedy and slowing down as Lane moved to a more relaxed posture. There bodies swayed together as they’re lips touched and puckered and moved. Lorelai was becoming hotter and hotter. She took a quick look at Rory, the teen was looking as excited as Lane had earlier, her fingers threatening to slide into her cunt. Lorelai knew if she didn’t act Rory would be fingering herself to an orgasm any second, and Lorelai didn’t want her darling daughter to cum too early, too often – it threatened making her sated before the main course.



She broke from Lane, moving back a few steps.



Wish 16



“I wish you and Lane would worship my body,” Lorelai said turning her head to Rory.



Rory looked at Lane and both teens grinned, “Okay.”



Lorelai had deliberately decided to not specify what this wish meant, leaving it up to the two teens and their lithe tongues. She wasn’t disappointed. Immediately Rory dropped to her knees and moved in front of her Mom. She began to kiss and lick at the outside of the Milf’s bare cunt, running her tongue over the lips and hole, before pressing down her puckered lips in tender kisses. Round and round she went, smothering the small patch of Lorelai’s body in laps and kisses. At the same time her hands moved to behind Lorelai’s thighs and she rubbed softly, but sensually, letting her fingers draw patterns over the Milf legs all the way up to her butt-cheeks.



If that had been all that was happening Lorelai would have been satisfied. But there was Lane as well, and for a virgin she was showing an aptitude that would suggest she had a future career in adult films. The young Korean had decided kissing Lorelai’s mouth was passé. Instead she moved to Lorelai’s tits. At first she just kissed at the hard nipples, small little butterflies of kisses, but gradually she got more daring. Her mouth opened and she sucked Lorelai’s nipple in, biting down lightly, which together with Rory’s kisses made Lorelai groan in pleasure, “That’s it girls, worship me.”



“Mmnnn,” said Rory as she dabbed her tongue into Lorelai’s slot. The Milf quivered as her daughter moved it around the wet hole, pushing and prodding at the vibrating tunnel walls. The teen moved a bit deeper, touching further down and in, wetting Lorelai with saliva as the Milf wetted herself with cum.



“Loving your body,” said Lane, “It’s kept well.”



The Korean switched from tit to tit, worshipping them both with her mouth and leaving the nipples standing out like granite rocks and as hard as the same. Her teeth left tiny indentations as she moved back to bite at the nub, before running her tongue over soothing the little pinpricks of pain. Suddenly the teen let go off the tit and started to move downwards. Her tongue still played over Lorelai as she slowly moved into a crouching position, next to Rory.



“Oh God, that’s so good,” Lorelai stroked the heads of both the crouching teens as they began to share the pussy licking duties. At first Rory did the inside, whilst Lane’s tongue moved over the outside. But after a few moments Rory pulled out to lick and touch the outside of the lips, allowing Lane to move her tongue in. Lorelai groaned and gasped as the young Korean slid her tongue around. Cum bubbled up in her cunt, some of it being picked up by Lane; the remainder sliding over the quim flaps to be lapped up by Rory, “Oh yes, girls, God eat me out.”



And then Rory’s tongue joined her friend’s inside Lorelai. It was tight and they couldn’t go deep, nor could they move much – crushed as they were between each other and the warm, wet walls. But the touch of two tongues, dabbing and dipping made Lorelai go wild. More juice formed in her pussy, soaking into the two teen’s tongues. They slurped and licked, drinking down the delicous liquid; and in turn these laps made Lorelai produce yet more girl cum in a virtuous circle, “Oh, oh, oh,” squeaked the Milf in pleasured excitement, “Oh, oh, oh.”



The orgasm hit her almost as a surprise, so sudden was the explosion. Lorelai arched her back and squealed in pleasure as the rapture burnt within her, “Ohhhhh, I…’mmm cuuummminnng!”



Both teens pressed their faces against Lorelai’s centre as much as they could, both fighting for the older woman’s cum as Lorelai trembled under the assault of their greedy mouths.



Part of Rory felt like she should let Lane have the majority of Lorelai’s cum, after all ever since her eighteen birthday Rory had practically been living in between her Mom’s legs, but the younger Gilmore just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Her Mom tasted too good. So the girls continued competing to see who could swallow the most girl cum as Lorelai’s screams slowly dissolved into whimpers and moans.

“Stop, please stop.” Lorelai moaned reluctantly after a while.



Lane shot up, terrified she’d done something wrong. Rory on the other hand knew there was no way her Mom couldn’t have been loving what the teen girls had been doing to her so the only reason they were stopping was because Lorelai had something else in mind.



Seemingly to put Lane’s worries at rest and confirm what Rory thought Lorelai smiled softly down at the young girls kneeling before her and then said, “Wow, that was a first, and… wow.”



“You did cum pretty hard.” Rory nodded with a sly smile.



“You have no idea.” Lorelai said, pausing as a tiny aftershock ran through her before continuing, “In fact I think I could do with a little time to recover, so how about a little more of the Rory and Lane show?”



“Well, I do love that show.” Rory beamed at Lane who blushed.



“Who doesn’t?” Lorelai asked rhetorically before adding, “Rory, go get one of our strap-ons. And make it a nice medium size one please.”



“Is that a wish? Because it sounds like it should be.” Rory teased, already getting up to get the desired item.



“It’s something you need for my next wish.” Lorelai said, only a few moments passing before Rory returned with a dildo firmly strapped around her waist



When she returned Rory found Lane bent over the arm of the sofa, her legs dangling precariously as because of her small frame her knees just couldn’t quite reach the floor so she was more or less balancing herself on her feet at a weird angle. Lorelai was knelt behind her, the young brunette moaning loudly as the older brunette continued sliding her tongue all over her ass hole.



It was Lane’s first rim job and it felt far better than she had imagined it would be, which boaded well for Lorelai’s next wish. Lorelai left her daughter waiting patiently for a few minutes of thorough ass licking before finally coming up for air, turning to her daughter and making the wish in question.



Wish 17



“I wish you would fuck Lane in the ass while I watch.” Lorelai said as she stepped back from the Korean.



“Really?” Rory said, a little surprised as she turned to her best friend, “You’re okay with this?”



Lane nodded, “It was Lorelai’s idea. Everything but, that way I technically stay a virgin.”



“Yeah, but I thought that was but as in B.U.T. not B.U.T.T.” Rory said.



“That’s a lot of butts.” Lorelai said dryly.



“You know what I mean.” Rory scowled.



“I’m okay with it. I kind of always wanted to just be bent over like this and get a cock shoved up my ass, and Lorelai said you loved fucking her in the ass, so…” Lane trailed off, aware she was beginning to ramble again.



“Well, I do.” Rory admitted with a blush, “And if you’re okay with it, I’m okay with it.”



“Good, glad we’re all okay with it. Now, on with the ass fucking.” Lorelai said.



“Your concern for my friend’s well being is touching.” Rory said dryly as she knelt behind Lane and pressed the tip of her strap-on against the other girl’s puckered back entrance.



“Hey, I’ve already had this conversation with her, so I know she’s fine with it.” Lorelai said, “And she knows to relax so don’t worry about that.”



“Well, thank you for keeping me in the loop.” Rory said sarcastically, her eyes locking on Lane’s virgin ass hole which was slowly opening under the steady pressure she was putting on it.



In what seemed like no time at all Lane’s butt hole opened up to let the head of the dildo inside it, meaning good girl Rory Gilmore had just taken her best friend’s anal cherry.



That fact caused a thrill to go through all three brunettes, the fact not entirely lost as Rory slowly pushed herself forwards, gently inserting the strap-on inch by inch into Lane’s butt.



The whole time she did this Rory paid very close attention to her long-time friend, looking and listening out for any sign that she was hurting the other girl too much. That sign never came. Not when Rory was filling Lane’s ass up with dildo, not when her strap-on was fully embedded within her best friend’s rectum, and not even when she began fucking her ass with soft and gentle strokes. In fact the only signs from Lane were very positive, the Korean softly moaning at first, before gradually begining to beg, “Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Oh yes, fuck me in the ass.”



Lane’s words seem to remind Rory of the confidence she had slowly being building up each time she fucked her Mom, Rory feeling increasingly in her element as the butt fucking continued.



It wasn’t long before Rory was holding firmly to Lane’s hips and riding her friend like a professional bull rider, ramming the other girl’s rectum hard and deep, making her squeal with delight, “Yes, YES, yes fuck me. Fuck my ass just like that! Oooooohhhhhhh fuck, harder. Ass fuck me Rory. Fuck, mmmmmmm, fuck the hell out of my ass!”



Rory did as she was told and somehow began fucking her friend’s ass harder, which had Lane continuing to beg for more which just led things round in a circle, not that anyone minded, especially not the young Korean taking her first ass fucking.



As far as Lane was concerned while this was definitely her first ass fucking it definitely wouldn’t be her last. Getting fucked in the ass felt too amazing for that.



Sure, it had hurt at first, but it had also stimulated places inside of her that she never knew about, and eventually the pain went away completely and was replaced by pure ecstasy, seemingly every thrust into her bowels making her toes curl and her entire body tingle with pleasure.



So, from now on Lane Kim was no curious anal virgin, but an anal slut. She would let boys and girls fuck her up the ass, and go down on her, she would go down on them, anything just so long as she could continue feeling the same pleasures she had felt so far tonight.



For now though Lane was focused on her approaching orgasm, her words flying out of her mouth without a thought except to try and entice Rory to make her cum as quickly as possible, “Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY SLUTTY ASS! Ooooooh please Rory, fuck my slutty ass, fuck, ohhhhhh, fuck it like you fuck your Mom’s slutty ass.”



“You heard her Rory, fuck her ass like you fuck mine.” Lorelai smirked.



“That hard?” Rory grinned.



“Uh-huh, that hard.” Lorelai nodded, eager to see it.



Rory grinned in response before thrusting even harder into her friend’s ass, Lorelai feeling the same sense of pride she got from watching her beloved daughter licking carpet that she did watching her pounding butt. She also experienced the same amount of jealousy she had felt before, along with an intense desire to be where Lane was right now, that strap-on slamming in and out of her own shit hole as she shamelessly begged her daughter for a harder butt fucking.



Lorelai felt particularly jealous and proud as Lane cried out joyfully, orgasm clearly crashing through her body as Rory kept pounding in and out of her butt.



A few moments later Rory stumbled back and panted heavily, although Lorelai was unsure whether her daughter did this to save some of her strength or allow Lane some time to recover from her last, clearly very powerful, orgasm. Knowing Rory it was probably a mixture of both.



Either way Lorelai was quick to seize the opportunity to get up and walk over to where she could admire just how good Lane’s ass hole looked stretched out, the older woman able to see deep into the teen’s bowels via the red ringed crater in between her butt cheeks. After she, and Rory, spent a moment or two staring at the state of Lane’s ass Lorelai fell to her knees and swallowed her daughter’s strap-on cock, greedily sucking the delicious flavour of teen girl ass off of the dildo while looking up at Rory with a mischievous smile.



“That’s good,” said Rory, “clean my dildo.”



She closed her eyes, expecting that she was going to have a long period of her Mom sucking the toy. But Lorelai quickly stopped and stood up. She grinned, “My next wish…”



“Er, Mom, aren’t you going to suck it properly. You’ve hardly touched it,” Rory pointed down at the toy. It lacked the glistening shine that Lorelai normally put onto the dildo as she did ass to mouth.



The Milf laughed, “Oh, don’t worry Rory… I’ve got plenty of wishes left for cleaning a couple of cocks.”



” A couple?” Rory asked quizzically. The only dildo on view was the one round her pelvis.



Lorelai smiled and gestured at Lane who had moved to a sitting position, though she was putting as much weight on her hands as she was her butt.



Wish 18



“I wish Lane would fuck you up the butt while I watch,” Lorelai said.



Rory looked at her friend. Lane was quickly standing up, she was smiling and didn’t seem at all surprised at the wish. Rory smiled, “I’m guessing you knew…”



“Your Mom mentioned a few things that might happen, just to make sure I was alright with them,” Lane blushed, “I’m alright with this, if you are.”



“Of course, I’m alright,” laughed Rory, “I’ve taken a big cock up my butt before. I love it and if you want to fuck me and Mom wants to watch I’m good; I’m more than good – I’m great.”



Lorelai quickly interrupted, “Rory, why don’t you take Lane into your room and choose a strap-on for her.”



“Sure,” Rory took her friend’s hand and led her into her bedroom.



She opened the drawer, gesturing at the toys in it. Lane leant over and gasped, “There’s hundreds.”



“Nine strap-ons, seven double-enders, five normal dildos and two vibrators,” said Rory accurately. She reached in and picked up her largest one, twelve inches of pure hard rubber, “What about this?”



Lane opened her mouth and closed it again, before trying again, “A bit big? I think…”



Rory gave a fake sigh, though she had been teasing. Her Mom used it on her ass a lot, but her Mom was more experienced in sliding it in; for Lane’s first time Rory felt she needed something more medium sized. She reached over and pulled out her eight-incher, it was firmly fixed to a pair of tight lycra panties, the smooth rubber dong jutting out like a unicorn’s horn. She held it up for Lane, “Try this.”



Lane pulled on the panties and moved to stand in front of the mirror. She looked at herself and smiled, “Yes, that’s it.”



“It does look good,” smiled Rory,. She began to unstrap her own dildo, but Lane stopped her.



“Could you keep it on,” the Korean asked.



“If you want,” Rory nodded. She stroked her own rubber strap-on as she thought of the fucking she was about to receive; it would be a big turn on to do it whilst her Mom watched



The two teens headed back to the main room, the rubber dildos bouncing in front of them like they were attached. Lorelai was sitting naked on the couch, waiting. She gave a whistle of appreciation as she looked at the two tempting teens, tits quivering and pussies soaking with lust. The Milf positioned herself comfortably to watch and licked her lips in anticipation as Rory got down on her hands and knees, shaking her behind at her friend. Lorelai’s finger slid over her twat, feeling its silky softness and damp flesh, she leant forward slightly to make sure she got a good view, “So Lane you going to fuck Rory’s ass?”



“Yes,” said Lane quietly, “yes I am.”



She made no move towards the puckered hole, but Rory had a solution, “Hey, Lane let me give it a quick suck, it’ll go in easier.”



Lane looked relieved. Rory and Lorelai both knew that the youngest Gilmore would have no trouble coping with the dildo, but they both also recognised that for a newcomer the size of the dildo and the size of the hole it was supposed to go in looked out of kilter. However, giving Lane a little saliva lube should help convince her that large (or at least medium) toys could fit up her friends tight teen asshole. Anyway, thought Rory as she happily opened her mouth and felt the rubber be slid in, she was pretty sure Lorelai would also not complain at watching her daughter suck a bit of plastic prick before the main event. She flicked her eyes over to her Mom to make sure, Lorelai was rubbing her pussy obviously entranced by the scene.



Slowly Rory bobbed her head back and forth, feeling the rubber push into her cheek and down her throat. She kept in control, not wanting to suck too far – not that Rory was against deep-throating, but it was just being doubled over as she drooled wasn’t her most attractive look. She moved her eyes, first to Lane, who was lightly holding Rory’s head whilst keeping her eyes closed and humming. Secondly to Lorelai who was vigorously touching her cunt as she stared in rapt attention at the scene.



That was enough, Rory wanted to give enough lubrication to persuade Lane to take her butt, not so much that Lorelai fingered herself to heaven before the main event. Anyway, Rory’s ass was starting to itch with longing its insertion. The teen opened her lips and with her tongue pushed out the cock. She looked up at Lane, “Fuck my ass, now,” paused and because she was a good girl added, “please.”



Lane looked at Lorelai for confirmation. The Milf nodded, “Fuck my little girl’s butt!”



Lane moved behind Rory. The brunette shook in excitement as she felt Lane’s hands grip her cheeks and slowly pull them apart. The tip of the toy touched the top of Rory’s chute. The touch sent thrills through the teen, her heart beat faster, her breath came in quick spurts and her body shook, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please Lane, fuck me.”



“Okay,” said Lane, sounding nervous, “I will.”



The strap-on started to push down Rory’s hole, prizing it wider as it went deeper. Rory groaned in pleasure as she felt its stiffness against her soft walls, the smooth rubber exciting the flesh with its touch. It continued in, past her anal G-spot, which made Rory shriek and in further until Rory could feel Lane’s body pressed down on her as the dildo went in to it’s full extent. The teen groaned, keen to show Lane that she was enjoying every second her butt being stretched, “That’s good Lane, fuck it hard. Fuck my ass hard!”



“Sure,” said Lane. She sounded more confident.



And she had reason to be. She started to slam into Rory’s butt with an uncommon expertise, almost as good as the well practiced Lorelai. The younger Gilmore screamed in incoherent delight as the large toy rammed her butthole. It shot up and down, opening Rory like she was a tin can, but no tin opener had ever felt this good.



Remembering the pointers Lorelai gave her, and to a slightly lesser extent the butt fucking she had just endured herself, Lane pounded into Rory’s pooper much faster than she felt she should be at this stage. At the same time not quite going at full speed so at least Rory got a little time to adjust to the anal violation.



Lorelai had promised Lane that both herself and her daughter had really accommodating asses that were quick to except intruders and even welcome them deep into their bowels. Lane found it difficult to believe at first, but considering how much Rory was whimpering with pleasure after the first few minutes of butt pumping it was becoming increasingly difficult not to believe.



Rory’s whimpers quickly turned to moans, then to crys, then to squeals. Rory could feel her ass burning, but the climaxes that were exploding in her made it seem like heavenly fire; “Oh God, fuck me, fuck me harder.”



Pounding hard Lane grunted with exertion as she rammed the toy deep. Her hands gripped Rory’s waist hard, squeezing the teen’s slender sides and digging her nails in, as if she was terrified without something to hold onto she’d fall off. Harder and harder she slammed, wrecking Rory’s ass and sending the brunette teen into a constant orgasm, so that all Rory could do was scream and shake. Cum shot from the brunette’s slit as she orgasmed, spilling onto the carpet. Rory knew she’d have to dry that up later, but at the moment it didn’t matter – all that mattered was the climaxes Lane was creating in her ass, “Harder, harder!”



The screams of Rory drove Lane on. She was sweating, perspiration running down her like she’d just run the marathon. But her speed was that off a sprint, slamming the cock deep into her friend faster and faster. Her thighs thrashed into Rory’s cheeks, like the starter’s gun – flesh banging against flesh so hard that their skin was going red, “Take it, Rory, take it all.”



Lorelai had been expecting to be turned on my watching Rory take it up the ass. But until she had seen it she couldn’t believe how hot it was. Her own fingers were soaking from being plunged into her juicy cunt, but she had to finger herself hard or risk exploding as she watched the scene in front of her. Rory was screaming in pleasure, yelling so loud that they could probably hear her in Hartford, her body shaking as Lane rammed her like she was a rubber ball. The young Korean was sweating as well, her teen tits bouncing enticingly as she moved, she too was screaming as she hammered her friend’s ass. Lorelai slammed a finger in, “Oh yes, Lane do Rory, do my daughter hard. Good girl, fuck her ass and make her cum.”



Lane did just that, the young Korean passionately butt fucking her best friend through climax after climax, the sight so intoxicating that Lorelai let it continue for much longer than she originally intended. The look of bless on Rory’s face as her now extremely opened ass hole was brutally pounded was particularly enjoyable for Lorelai, the older Gilmore girl becoming lost in the sight of her daughter getting roughly fucked in the ass.



Eventually it had to stop, although it wasn’t as a result of Lorelai’s instructions, but because Lane just became too exhausted, the poor girl collapsing beside Rory and gasping out, “I’m sorry Lorelai.”



“That’s okay.” Lorelai said softly, her eyes locking on her daughter’s gaping butt hole.



Lorelai loved looking at Rory’s ass when it was freshly fucked like this, and this time the hole looked even more open than usual thus providing Lorelai with an even better look inside her daughter’s ass. Hell, it was gaping so wide Lorelai was surprised she couldn’t see what Rory had for breakfast.



“Be right back.” Lorelai murmured, quickly rushing up to her room and retrieving her camera. When she returned she was delighted to discover Rory was still kneeling on all fours, Lorelai quickly getting in position behind her and snapping a nice short of her baby girl’s well opened butt.



An only just coming back to full consciousness Rory heard the flash and looked behind her. She then smiled and wiggled her ass at her Mom, enticing Lorelai to snap a few more shots before turning to the Korean, “Lane, get down next to Rory and show me your ass.”



Lane did as she was told and soon the two teens were giggling as the older woman took their photos, all three of them clearly loving it, although Lorelai kind of wished Lane’s ass hadn’t already mostly recovered from the earlier fucking. However while pounding open Lane’s ass again sounded hot Lorelai had a different wish in mind.



“Rory, put your strap on back on. Lane, stand up.” Lorelai ordered. The girls did as they were told, Lorelai quickly kneeling in front of Lane to greedily suck on her dildo, this time giving it the type of really thorough spit shine she usually did. This was partly because it was covered in her favourite flavour ever, that being her daughter’s anal juice, but it was also partly because of where the dildo was about to go.



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“I wish you would lay down so I could ride you.” Lorelai eventually told Lane after taking her cock out of her mouth.



Lane quickly obliged, Lorelai crawling on top of her and lowering her eager pussy down onto the shaft, the horny mother taking every inch with no problem whatsoever. She paused a moment to savour the feeling, then she looked behind her at her daughter who was stroking her strap on and looking at her lustfully.



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“I wish my daughter would stick her big cock up my ass while I’m riding her best friend’s cock.” Lorelai smirked at Rory, “I want to get fucked in both holes at the same time like a cheap whore.”

Rory smiled back at her mother, climbed on the bed behind her and smacked her roughly on the ass, “Bend over and spread your ass cheeks, whore. Make it easier for me to ass fuck you.”



Lorelai immediately did as she was told, pressing her naked body down against Lane’s, their nipples rubbing together as Lorelai reached back and spread her butt cheeks for her daughter.



Without saying another word Rory slammed into her mother’s butt hole, the puckered flesh quickly opening up and allowing inch after inch of strap on cock to pass through, that dildo burrowing deep into Lorelai’s rectum.



Rather than bury it all in her Mom’s ass in one go like she knew she could Rory got most of the dick inside before gently beginning to pump her hips back and forth, butt fucking her mother at a steady, well timed pace which she knew would drive the older woman crazy.



“No Rory, please, butt fuck me hard.” Lorelai pleaded, “Butt fuck Mommy hard. Mommy wants her little girl to butt fuck her hard.”



“Well, it is your birthday.” Rory beamed, before she began rapidly increasing her thrusts.



“Yes, yes, yes, yeeeeessss! Fuck me! Fuck me Rory, fuck me hard!” Lorelai squealed before turning her attention to the girl beneath her, “You too Lane. Fuck me as hard as you can. Both you girls fuck me as hard as you can.”



“You heard the mature adult.” Rory said sarcastically, “Let’s really give it to her.”



“Let’s.” Lane agreed, grabbing onto Lorelai’s hips and doing her best to fuck the thirtysomething woman as hard as she could.



Unfortunately Lane wasn’t at a very good angle for thrusting. Sure, she could move her hips up and down a little, but she just couldn’t seem to get half the rhythm going she’d had before. It didn’t really matter though as Rory was fucking Lorelai hard enough for the both of them, the seemingly sweet and innocent girl slamming into her Mom’s shit hole like she literally wanted to tear it apart.



The ferocity of which Rory fucked her Mom scared Lane a little. Had Rory really been this aggressive when it was Lane’s ass hole which was being stretched open and slammed? Because Lane remembered Rory being surprisingly rough but this seemed even more so.



Lorelai wasn’t complaining though. Exactly the opposite, she was slamming herself up and down to meet her daughter’s thrusts like a bitch in heat, using almost as much force as Rory was. It was like both Gilmore girls had a pack that Lorelai was going to walk around for the whole week after her birthday with a gaping ass hole. The thought was perverted, but an incredible turn on for Lane who did her best to keep up as she and the Gilmore girls frantically fucked.



“Fuck me. Fuck me sweetie. Fuck Mommy like a whore!” Lorelai begged shamelessly, loving every moment of those two cocks inside her.



This had been one of Lorelai’s dirty little fantasies she never expected to actually live out. Not having sex with Lane and her own daughter, well, yes having sex with Lane and her own daughter, but more pacifically taking a cock inside her pussy while taking another up her ass at the same time.



After reaching thirty Lorelai had figured this was just one of those things she was never going to experience, and she had been okay with that, but then her daughter had seduced her and her sex life suddenly became a lot more interesting. Lorelai had been only too happy to add this to her wish list while she was planning this night, and not only was she very happy she had but she experienced one of those rare moments of regret as she wished she had tried getting double penetrated sooner.



“Take it! Take it all you DP whore!” Rory snapped as she slammed her Mom’s shitter as hard as she could.



If it were any other night Rory might have pointed out how her Mom had taken her hands off her ass cheeks and now had them pressed against the bed to provide her with extra leverage for slamming herself up and down, at least two things she hadn’t been given permission for. But even though Rory was wearing the strap on which under normal Gilmore rules meant she was temporarily in charge it was her mother’s birthday so the only thing that mattered to her was making the woman who gave her life cum.



Rory had become an expert in making her Mom cum. She had it down to an art form. Sure Lane was definitely helping, but even though it was a little uncharacteristically conceited of her Rory couldn’t help wanting to believe that the way her mother was squealing with joy right now was at least mostly to do with the enthusiastic butt pounding Rory was giving her.



Lorelai screamed again, her long brunette hair sweeping down her naked back as her head sprang up and down as she orgasmed. The teen thrust in again, driving the dildo deep, Lorelai sobbed with pleasure. Rory looked at her friend lying below them both, Lane’s face was sparkling with sweat, her own and that of Lorelai’s that had dripped on her. Her expression was slightly stunned as if she couldn’t believe she was sandwiching her best friend’s Mom. The Korean saw Rory looking at her and smiled, “Go on Rory, ram your Mom’s ass.”



“We can swap, if you want,” said Rory, aware that between her and Lane she’d got the best hole.



Lorelai shook her head, rivulets of sweat dripped down, “No…no… I want my next wish now.”



“What is it?” asked Rory, she was intrigued – she couldn’t see what else her Mom could want, DPing her was pretty much as extreme as the teen’s imagination took her. She slid her cock out of her Mom’s hole – as normal, after a good ass-fucking, it was red-rimmed and open, you could almost feel the heat and ache of it.



Beside her Lane scrambled to her feet, wiping her hands down her sweaty body. Rory smiled, and the two of them waited for Lorelai’s demand…



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“I wish you would both double fuck my ass,” said Lorelai.



Lane opened and closed her mouth in shock, her hands flapped in the air like she was a bird unable to take off. If Rory hadn’t been frozen in surprise her reaction wouldn’t have been that dissimilar. Eventually she managed to squeak, “They won’t fit…”



“They will,” grinned Lorelai. She reached round and gripped her butt pulling it open to make sure it didn’t start to recover to its normal size.



Rory looked again at the butt-hole, what had seemed so large and open when fucked by one toy seemed small and tight when she contemplated putting two in. She didn’t want to do her Mom real damage – wish or not. And from the nervous look of Lane she was feeling the same.



Lorelai smiled, “It is a wish – I’m not saying it won’t hurt, I’m sure it will, but the orgasm will be… well it’ll be the Mother of all climaxes.”



“I’m not sure,” Rory twisted her hands together.



“I’ll tell you to stop if it gets too much,” Lorelai said.



“We should give it a go,” Lane said, “It is your Mom’s birthday.”



“Okay,” said Rory reluctantly. She looked sternly at her Mom, as if she was the parent and Lorelai the rebellious teen, “But if it gets too much you’ll shout.”



“Yes, Miss Gilmore,” Lorelai giggled with a fake dutifulness, “I’ll certainly shout.”



Rory nodded, it was as good a response as she was going to get from her Mom. And she had to admit that whilst she was terrified of really hurting her the idea of double anal penetration was a turn-on. She decided that as long as she and Lane were careful they’d be alright. The younger Gilmore turned to her friend, “Put your dildo in first, about a couple of inches and then I’ll join you.”



As the more experienced of the two teens Rory felt that she should go for the harder position – the second cock. Lane took position behind Lorelai, the Milf gritting her teeth and shaking, either with anticipation or nerves as she waited for the first anal intruder. Holding the dildo, still slick with cunt cum, in her hand Lane started to guide it up Lorelai’s butt. The older brunette groaned in encouragement and wiggled her ass to help the cock push in. It wasn’t harder, the chute was well opened, with the walls like elastic, after the earlier reaming it had received. Rory waited until the toy was about quarter-way in, before saying, “Hold it a minute – that’s enough.”



Walking over she gently pushed the top of Lorelai’s back down so that her Mom’s spread her arms out and lay her chin on the floor. Her ass was stuck in the air, Lane moving to make sure her dildo remained in. Rory paused for a moment, looking at them, then she shrugged – it was too late to say she wanted her Mom to go for another wish. She stepped over Lorelai, her feet planted either side of the Milf, to face Lane. The Korean’s expression was a mixture of lust, fear and surprise. Rory smiled, “Just keep it in for the moment, let me make some space.”



There was a nod from the Korean. Rory bent over and extending a finger forced it between the rubber cock and her Mom’s walls. Lorelai groaned as her daughter pulled at her butt-hole, forcing it open, “Ooohh Rory, good girl. I can’t wait. I need two cocks…”



As soon as there was space Rory pushed in a second finger, using both hands to pull and extend the hole. It was hard to open it further, as if it was an elastic band just at the limit of its stretch. But slowly she managed it. The hole opened. The teen was aware of her Mom’s moans and that Lane was quivering like a gun-dog on a duck hunt – it was time to put in the dildo.



“Okay, here it is,” said Rory. She took the toy in her hand and started to push it into her Mom’s chute. Even with her preparation and accurately guiding the dildo it was tight, so tight that she felt that the flesh would split before she could get deeper than the first inch. Her Mom shrieked and Rory stopped, ready to pull out.



Lorelai shook her head, as if she read Rory’s mind, “Stick it in, I want it all.”



“Perhaps if I rocked a bit it’d help?” suggested Lane. She didn’t wait for an answer, but started to move her strap-on round and up and down. It did help; the rubber dong levered open Lorelai’s ass further allowing Rory to slowly ease her own toy deeper. Taking it in turns the two teen’s slowly lowered their cocks into Lorelai’s ass, coming closer together as they did, so that by the time the cocks were in as deep as they could go Rory and Lane’s mouths were locked against each other.



“That’s it, fuck my ass. Oh God,” shrieked Lorelai.



Compared to the normal ass-fuck the movements were slow. Rory still didn’t want to wreck her Mom’s chute, but also because as she fucked Lorelai she was enjoying a quick make-out with Lane. The two of them licked and tongued inside each other’s mouth’s, one hand gripping the others nearest tit, whilst still guiding their toys in and out of Lorelai.



Lorelai’s back passage expanded with every stroke, her ass opening as the two dildos pushed apart her walls. It was like she was made of elastic, though Rory was painfully aware that even elastic could snap if pulled too far. The toys banged against each other and against Lorelai’s walls, the Milf gasping and groaning as her stretched ass was stimulated by the rubber. Her hands flayed about uselessly as she cried out “Oh, oh, I’m a slut, I’m your anal slut girls…”



The fucking didn’t need to be hard, because even the slightest movement was making her cum. Explosions of joy ripped through her stretched hole, razoring through her body like sharpened knives. Lorelai wouldn’t deny that having her ass hole stretched to many times it proper size was sorely uncomfortable, but the orgasms were worth it. Her fingers clenched and unclenched as her daughter and Lane rammed her ass, “Yesssss! God, yes! Yes! Yes!”



Her body quivered with pleasure, shaking harder as two dildo slid into it in unison. The older brunette screamed into the carpet as another orgasm tore into her, “Fuck me, fuck me. I’m your anal whore, double fill my ass!”



The rubber stretched Lorelai’s hole, as it stuffed down. Her anal G-spot went into overdrive, unable to cope with the weight and strength of the toys pressuring it. It’s only recourse was to send explosive orgasm after explosive orgasm through Lorelai, metaphorically shredding her butt-hole. She screamed again, as the climax lifted her, “Oh God, oh God, oh God…”



It was too much. She could cope with the pain, but the pleasure was killing her. Her heart raced so fast that it threatened to push out her chest and the pressure of the orgasms was so much that her brain started to spark. She screamed once more, “Oh God, yes, yes… Oh that’s it girls, I can’t take anymore.”



It took a few moments to get the cocks out. Lorelai gasped and shuddered on the carpet, her entire body racked with sexual pleasure that left her weak and panting.



“Wow, Mom,” said Rory, “Wow you ought to see your ass… it is gaping.”



Lorelai rolled over on her back and pulled her legs back to give the two teen’s an even better view, “That’s because you shared it.”



“It is really open,” agreed Lane, shaking her head in wonder.



Lorelai tried to bend over to see what they were looking at, but there was no way she was flexible enough to contort herself into the position needed. She gave a quick smile at the teens as she said…



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“I wish you’d take a photo of my gaping back hole.”



“Okay,” said Rory, “If you want some proof?”



“Oh I don’t need proof, I can feel it” replied Lorelai. She grinned, “I just thought you and Lane would want some momentos. You want a souvenir, Lane, something to remind you of your first threesome?”



“Thanks, that would be great,” Lane was always polite.



It took Rory a few moments to find the camera, not long, but long enough she thought her Mom’s ass would at least be beginning to close. She hadn’t reckoned on Lorelai’s ingenuity. The Milf was lying on her back, but the baseball bat – normally kept by the door in case of unwelcome intruders – was being used to masturbate her ass. Lorelai grinned and pulled it out, bringing her legs back and opening them wide to show her split open chute at its widest, “I’ve got gape.”



“You sure have,” replied Rory as she clicked on the camera’s button. She zoomed in to take a shot of her Mom’s ass, it was red-rimmed round a dark, large hole.



“Hey, Lane,” said Lorelai, “We need to take some with you.”



Without even waiting for the answer Lorelai turned onto her hands and knees, with her butt facing the camera. She moved her legs apart to reshow her gaping ass. Lane joined her, the teen sitting with her legs underneath her next to the Milf, before moving her face onto to Lorelai’s butt. Rory too a picture of her friend, and gave a giggle as Lane stuck out her tongue cheekily, before running it over Lorelai’s open chute. The Milf gave a little groan as the Korean worked her well-used ass. Rory took a few more shots; she guessed that these pictures wouldn’t be in pride of place on Mrs Kim’s wall – though if Lane was ever short of college funds there were websites that would pay big, or at least medium, bucks for them.



“How about some pics with my little girl?” smiled Lorelai.



“I’ll take them,” Lane stood up and took the camera as Rory settled down beside her Mom. The first was just of her resting her chin in the grooves of her Mom’s ass, but soon she followed Lane’s example and ran her tongue over her Mom’s gaping hole. They would make some damn hot shots, thought Rory as she ran her tongue round the open hole, at least they would be judging from the way Lane had pushed her hand under the strap-on and was rubbing her slit. Rory dipped her tongue into the hole, wiggling it around long enough to make sure Lane got at least a couple of pics – just in case one had her thumb in it or something.



Lorelai groaned again, “That’s nice, Rory, that’ll make a good picture.”



“It can go next to our bed,” grinned Rory, “Remind me what a great fuckable ass my Mom has before I go to sleep.”



“I’m hoping that there are other reminders of that,” said Lorelai.



Rory licked at the ass again, disappointed it was starting to close. However, there would be plenty of photos to show her Mom how far she had opened.



As Rory licked Lorelai groaned. It wasn’t that she wasn’t enjoying herself, the problem was exactly the opposite. Lorelai was enjoying it too much, her daughter’s tongue feeling so good sliding around her open back hole, promising more pleasure to come if she continued, pleasure which Lorelai didn’t think she could handle, not after the orgasm overload she had just gone through.



Luckily Lorelai had a way out of her predicament, the sexy Milf turning around to give her daughter a sultry look and licking her lips.



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“I wish you’d let me clean both those cocks.” Lorelai wished.



Rory was reluctant to leave her Mom’s scrumptious ass, but it wasn’t her birthday so she slowly stood up and smirked as her mother quickly turned round and after a playful look up at her swallowed the first few inches of Rory’s strap-on.



Lorelai let out a long throaty moan as she tasted the deepest part of her ass on the dick, happily savouring the flavour before lowering her lips downwards until the dildo began sliding down her throat. She began bobbing her head up and down on the cock like she was trying to win a prize.



The only real prize Lorelai got was the attention of the two teens, which was more than good enough, Lorelai revelling in the attention as she continued taking more and more of the strap-on until she was deep throating the entire thing. Of coarse this meant there was no more yummy ass juice to suck, but having the two girls watching intently more or less made up for it and at least she had the juice on Lane’s dildo to look forward too.



“Mom’s an ATM slut, as well as an anal slut.” Rory explained casually to her best friend, “She loves the taste of her own ass, isn’t that right Mom?”



Lorelai pulled her mouth away from the cock, gasped, nodded her head and said, “Especially when it’s on my daughter’s dick.”



With that Lorelai dived back down to her daughter’s dick, quickly swallowing every inch for another little deep throating session, albeit this one much shorter than the last.



“That’s sweet… but I think Lane has some yummy ass juice for you.” Rory said after letting her Mom suck her cock a little longer.



“Yay!” Lorelai exclaimed as if she didn’t already know, the older woman happy that when she turned her head Lane was right there with her strap-on ready and waiting to be sucked.



In no patience for waiting Lorelai swallowed the head of Lane’s cock, again savouring the flavour of the deepest parts of her bowels before gradually bobbing her head downwards so she could taste less deep but just as tasty parts of her own ass. It wasn’t long before her lips hit the base and she was deep throating the whole thing just a few moments ago with her daughter’s dick, that daughter and that daughter’s friends still giving Lorelai their full attention as she fellated the phoney phallus.



“Wow, your Mom really is a great cock sucker.” Lane said.



“Not what every girl wants to hear, but I’m kind of the exception to the rule.” Rory grinned.



“I’ll say.” Lorelai said, only briefly taking her mouth off Lane’s dildo before stuffing it back down her throat.



*



“Are you sure you don’t want to sit down?” Lane asked hours later.



“I’m sure.” Lorelai blushed.



After the Milf had thoroughly cleaned off Lane’s cock the three women had rested on their sides and chatted for quite a while. Inevitably though their thoughts turned to food, which was why they were in the Gilmore girls’ kitchen, all three still naked and happily eating left over take-out from a couple of nights ago after a failed attempt by Lane to get the Gilmore girls to order a sandwich or something.



Lane was finding setting a little uncomfortable as her butt was still kind of sore after the fucking it had taken but she had been assured that was normal. Rory seemed to be experiencing the same thing but Lane was worried about Lorelai who hadn’t even tried to sit down.

“Don’t worry Lane. It normally takes a while for Mom’s ass to properly heal once I’m done fucking it… probably because of old age, so I guess with her ass double-fucked it’ll take even longer.” Rory teased, a beaming smile on her face directed at her mother just to show her she wasn’t serious.



“Huh, evil child.” Lorelai said putting on an obviously fake scowl, “If you weren’t sitting down I’d totally spank you.”



“Well I am, and you’re not.” Rory said playfully before slapping her Mom’s rear with surprising force.



“OWWW… Rory, that seriously hurt.” Lorelai whined.



“Oh.” Rory said, more than a little regretful as she hadn’t meant to hurt her Mom, or even hit that hard. Luckily there was a quick and easy way to earn her mother’s forgiveness, Rory smiling before she said, “Don’t worry, I’ll kiss it and make it better.”



Generally speaking whenever those words were uttered the kiss didn’t make things that much better. But this was the exception to the rule, possibly because it was not one but many kisses and Rory really committed to making her Mom feel better as she pressed her lips all over her mother’s ass cheeks.



Lorelai moaned softly as her daughter got down on her knees behind her and began literally kissing her butt, those soft pecks making her forget all about the meant to be playful slap.



Wanting to encourage this attention Lorelai bent over the table, placing her hand firmly down upon it and sticking out her ass for her daughter. Rory responded by shoving her tongue into her Mom’s almost but not quite closed ass hole, Lorelai cooing softly as a soft little tongue invaded her rectum and caressed her anal walls.



“I’ve… I’ve really got to be going.” Lane said, beginning to get dressed after watching the rim job for several minutes.



“Are, oh, are you sure you can’t stay a little longer?” Lorelai panted as her daughter began tongue fucking her ass.



“No… no, no.” Lane said, sounding a little bit apprehensive to leave but slowly finished getting dressed before adding, “I’ve got band practice later, and besides, I’d rather not be here when Paris comes.”



There was a muffled sound from Lorelai’s rear and then Rory pulled her tongue from her Mom’s butt and repeated herself, “What?”



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“I wish you’d ring up Paris and invite her over.” Lorelai said with a grin, “Don’t worry she’s expecting your call.



Rory looked surprised for a few moments, thought about it, then realised she really shouldn’t be and slap her Mom on the ass, deliberately hard this time.



“Don’t move.” Rory ordered, before standing up and then turning to Lane, “Are you sure you can’t stay?”



Again Lane was taken aback by how things in the Gilmore household seemed to turn from normal to kinky and back again at a drop of a hat. Rather than comment on it though she simply shook her head and said, “Thanks but like I said I really have to be going. Thanks for letting me stay for lunch and… well, everything. Just… thanks.”



With that Lane exited the back door to the Gilmore house as Lorelai reached round and entered her own back door with a finger. Rory rolled her eyes at her Mom’s slutty behaviour as she walked through the hall to grab the phone, quickly grabbing it with the intention of returning to the kitchen. Then she spotted the strap-ons.



Rory bit her lip. Her Mom had taken one hell of a butt pounding… but it seemed like she was up for more anal fun. God knows Rory was.



So Rory quickly slipped the larger strap-on up her thighs and returned to the kitchen where she found her mother shamelessly fingering her ass hole.



“Take your fingers out of your ass and spread your cheeks.” Rory ordered.



Lorelai turned her head to look behind her, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the toy around her daughter’s waist. About a second later her butt cheeks were spread as wide as they possibly could be, providing her daughter with a nice little bull’s-eye which Rory was only too happy to hit dead on.



Lorelai still wasn’t totally recovered from her double ass fucking and there was quite a bit of pain as her butt hole and then back passage was stretched wide open again. However, it meant she was also still nice and loose back there so her daughter was quickly and easily able to slide her cock into the deepest depths of her bowels.



Rory was able to start the butt fucking just as quickly and easily as she had entered her mother’s rectum, using slow but steady pumps of her hips to move the dildo in and out of her Mom’s stretched shit hole.



The main reason Rory ass fucked her Mom slowly was because of the double anal thing. They’d had some pretty energetic butt pounding sessions in the past but nothing quite like that before and Rory could only imagine how sore her mother must still be. Of course Rory could never get tired of watching a cock strapped around her own waist, and therefore essentially her cock, slowly sliding in and out of her Mom’s stretched open butt hole, the fact her Mom was spreading her ass cheeks only making the sight hotter in Rory’s eyes.



As such the mother sodomising continued at the slow pace far beyond the point Lorelai’s groans had turned from a mixture of pain and pleasure to pure pleasure. They may have continued for even longer if Rory hadn’t taken a moment from her busy schedule of staring at her Mom’s dildo stuffed ass to spot the phone lying were she had left it on the table.



Remembering she had a wish to complete Rory grabbed the phone and began slowly dialling the number, making a game out of it by hitting a button every time she thrust into her Mom’s butt. She was going to do the same for the dialling tone but after it rang once the person on the other end immediately picked up and started ranting…



“Finally! Do you have any idea how boring this town is? There is literally nothing to do here, unless you like watching plants growing or extremely poor child acting, which somehow isn’t as bad as the teacher’s acting. And don’t get me started on that diner. How you can like the food there has to be the biggest mystery in the world, way bigger than Bigfoot or how many incompetent people ended up at our school.” Paris said, barely stopping for breath, “This is Rory isn’t it? I guess it doesn’t matter either way but Lorelai did say it would be you… or you said it would be Rory as the case maybe, or…”



“It’s me Paris.” Rory said, which was all she was able to get out before Paris went on another rant about Stars Hollow. Rory only half listened, entertaining herself by switching her hands over so that she had the phone in her right hand, and then the left, and so on. It wasn’t a great game, but it had amused Rory enough in the past when Paris got sidetracked, and this time at least her other hand was on her mother’s hips as she was thrusting in and out of her ass. Suddenly having an idea Rory pressed her mouth over the receiver, lifted her hands up and away from her body while she was still pumping her Mom’s butt and said quietly, “Look Mom, no hands!”



“Will I, oh, will I ever cease being proud of you?” Lorelai moaned mockingly.



Rory just grinned and returned to the phone in time to hear, “Anyway, I have to say I’m surprised this is happening. Not the you’re letting your Mom fuck you part, I always thought you guys were unnaturally close so if you weren’t fucking already you would eventually, but I figured you’d never actually share each other. Even when you said you were dating I always figured you were only pretending to keep the truth about you and your Mom a secret.”



“Well, I was thinking about her when I was with them.” Rory admitted.



“So I was half right? Hm.” Paris said indignantly, “Anyway, can I come over now? I’m beyond tired of waiting and I want to just have sex already. And it better be good sex, I didn’t drive all this way for some second rate nervous cunt licking.”



Feeling boldened by her current position Rory replied, “Can you give me an hour? I’ve got my strap-on deep in my Mom’s ass right now and she gets really cranky if I start butt fucking her and don’t make her cum at least a couple of times.”



For the first time Rory had known her Paris seemed speechless. For a moment Rory was genuinely worried Paris would freak out and tell someone, but instead her friend simply said, “Your butt fucking your Mom… like, right now?”



“Yeah.” Rory said, feeling relieved at the sound of lust in Paris’s voice, “She’s bent over our kitchen table right now… spreading her ass cheeks so her daughter can watch her big strap-on dick slide in and out of her butt hole.”



“Wow… that’s so hot.” Paris said after a long pause, “I’m impressed. Lorelai said you guys switched but I thought she meant sometimes she lets you think you’re in control. I didn’t think there was a speck of dominance in you.”



“Well, it’s pretty equal actually.” Rory said, still beaming at the fact Paris had said she was impressed. Rory had showed her half a dozen A+ papers and assignments but apparently it took her butt fucking her Mom to get Paris Geller impressed, “We’re pretty instinctive too, which helps. Like I noticed how despite getting two dildos up her slutty ass a couple of hours ago Mom still really wanted another butt fucking.”



“Hence why you’ve got a strap-on deep in her ass.” Paris grinned.



“Exactly.” Rory said, “Besides, Mom’s kind of an anal slut. Here, let me put her on the phone. She’ll tell you herself.”



With that Rory passed the phone to her mother who had to take her hands off her own butt cheeks so she could lift herself up a little with one hand and use the other to bring the phone to her lips, “It’s true, I’m a total anal slut. Especially for my little girl’s cock. Oooohhhh.”



Lorelai moaned as Rory gave her some particularly hard thrusts, “Tell Paris how much you love my cock.”



After she spoke Rory grabbed onto her mother’s hips and began picking up the pace until she was roughly butt fucking her Mom, Paris able to hear the sound of flesh smacking off flesh even over the loud sound of Lorelai’s moans, groans and whimpers.



“Oooooohhhhh fuck, oh fuck, oh yes, mmmmmm.” Lorelai moaned down the phone, momentarily forgetting what she was supposed to be doing as the skilful ass fucking she was receiving from her daughter became nice and hard, then she did her best to force out her words, “Aaaaaahhhhh, oh, Paris, oh, I love my daughter’s cock. Mmmmmmm, I love my daughter’s big cock. I love it in my ass! Ooooooh, my daughter butt fucks her Mommy so good, I, oh, I can’t get enough… I can’t get enough of my daughter’s dick in my ass! MMMMMMMM, I need it. I need to feel my daughter’s dick in my ass. Ooooooohhhhhhh, mmmmmmm, yes, mmmmm, Rory is so good to me, when ever I want her cock in my ass all I have to do is bend over and my sweet little daughter will butt fuck me. Mmmmmmm, I also bend over whenever she wants. All she has to do is tell me to bend over. Mmmmmm, or get my ass on her cock, oh, or lift my legs up, or in whatever position she wants me in. MmmmmMMMMM, I’m such an anal slut, aren’t I Paris? Loving my daughter’s cock up my ass, oh, and in my pussy, mmmmmmmm, having anal sex with my own daughter, ooooohhhhhh, letting her butt fuck me across our kitchen table while I’m talking to you, ooooooohhhhhh goooooddddd, ooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkk, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!”



Paris wasn’t sure whether Lorelai dropped the phone or still had it in her hand, but the Mom she wanted to fuck seem to forget all about talking to her and just scream in pleasure. Paris continued listening to this for a short while and then hung up and headed over to the Gilmore house. There was no way she was waiting an hour.



*



The clear sounds of sex could be heard from outside the door which surprised Paris. The blonde considered mentioning to Rory if she wanted to keep the fact she was fucking her Mom a secret she should probably look into soundproofing her house, but ultimately Paris concluded that could wait until later. After all, she had an all girl threesome to get too.



Paris’s second surprise was that the front door was unlocked. Sure she was expected, but she genuinely advise people who weren’t constantly engaging in taboo sex to always lock their doors even when they were home as you just couldn’t trust people, especially not the seemingly harmless riffraff that inhabited this boring town.



Casually entering and making her way to the kitchen Paris forgot all about her complaints when she saw her sweet, innocent friend Rory Gilmore brutally butt fucking her own mother.



The sight caused Paris to freeze in her tracks, blinking several times because she literally couldn’t believe her eyes.



The Gilmore girls were barely recognisable. True, Paris didn’t know Lorelai that well but she had always seemed so… in control. Paris had never pictured her as a bottom, not even a part-time one, but now she was squealing with glee as she was sodomised by her own daughter… Rory. That little church mouse of a girl suddenly seemed the very embodiment of dominance, pounding into her Mom’s pooper with surprising force and skill.



After just staring for what was probably an hour, at least meaning Paris had waited long enough, the blonde awoke from her frozen state as Lorelai began cumming. Figuring this meant things were coming to an end Paris began slowly stripping off her clothes, admittedly impressed that her best friend continued pounding Lorelai’s ass right through to another climax, and then another. By the time Lorelai was shuddering through her fourth Paris was ready for action, and beyond tired of waiting.



As her mother slowly came down from her high Rory slowed her thrusting with the intention of speeding up again after she gave her Mom a chance to recover. Then she heard a coughing sound.



Turning her head quickly Rory was relieved to see Paris standing a few feet away wearing a strap-on, “Hey Paris… I see you’ve come equipped.”



Paris smiled, took a few paces forwards and unceremoniously kissed Rory roughly on the lips. Rory was taken aback, especially as Paris quickly shoved her tongue into her mouth, but she quickly responded. After all she was used to dealing with her friend’s bluntness.



As they kissed Rory gave her Mom’s ass the occasional quick thrust, just to make sure her mother was still with them. The sharp moan which followed every thrust was more than convincing enough which put Rory’s mind at ease as she let Paris explore her mouth with her tongue before she returned the favour, the two young girls French kissing for several minutes.



When Paris finally broke the kiss she gave Rory a look the young brunette had never seen before and said, “You know, I’ll deny this if anyone asks, but I kind of always wanted to do that.”



“Your secret is safe with me.” Rory grinned, more than getting the irony as she pulled her strap-on dildo out of her Mom’s butt hole.



For a few moments the eighteen year olds admired the sight of Lorelai’s once again opened ass hole, the two friends eventually getting a better look into the older woman’s bowels as Lorelai reached back and spread her ass cheeks, “Isn’t my daughter a skilled butt fucker Paris? Just look at how well she’s fucked my ass.”



“You must be so proud.” Paris said dryly.



“Mmmmm, so proud.” Lorelai said dreamily, “I’m so proud of my little butt fucker. She makes her Mommy’s butt feel so good.”



“Can I have a go?” Paris asked hopefully.



“What, you just want to walk in here and shove something up my ass? Do you really think I’m that much of an anal slut?” Lorelai questioned with mock indignity.



“Yes.” Paris said, recognising Lorelai’s tone for what it was.



“Well I’m sorry Paris but I’m just not that kind of girl.” Lorelai said unconvincingly before smiling, “You’ve at least got to kiss me first.”



“I think that’s fair.” Paris said as if she’d reached the end of a gruelling negotiation as she walked around to kiss the Milf.



The kiss was nothing like the one she had given to Rory, the girl in question quite surprised about just how softly her friend kissed her mother. Although Rory had to admit she enjoyed watching the other two swapping spit, those tongues clearly gently caressing each other for several moments before the kiss was eventually broken.



Lorelai smiled, “Now I think about it, I am that type of girl…” she licked her lips as she looked at the strap-on Paris was wearing, “I think we better get some use from that…”



Wish 25



“I wish you two would spit roast me,” the Milf gave her next wish. She didn’t tell the two girls who to take which hole, they were both old enough to sort it out between themselves and, anyway, Lorelai didn’t mind as long as she got one cock to swallow and another pounding her from behind. She vaguely hoped they’d whack it in her ass, but she could live with taking it in her pussy.



Beside her Paris and Rory stood beside each other, for a second Rory seemed to be waiting for Paris to speak first and order her what to do. But for once it seemed that Paris was awaiting the other’s lead. That was amusing thought Lorelai, Paris lost for words – though she was sure it was only temporary. Meanwhile, without a couple of teens warming her up she was getting so cold she risked getting goose-pimples. She gave a seductive little moan, “Come on, let’s not be all day. I want hard rubber…”



Taking the hint Rory took control, “Paris, you wanted a go with Mom’s ass, so go ahead. It’s only fair as I’ve been fucking her all morning. So she can suck off this dirty cock for me while you fuck my Mom up the ass.”



Paris grinned and said, “Thanks, I’d love too. If that’s alright by your Mom…”



“It is,” said Lorelai, before Paris could say anything more, “In fact you could kinda of say it was my wish.”



Rory laughed, “Mom you are such a slut,” she moved in front of the Milf, “Now shut up and suck on this.”



Lorelai saw her smile jokingly as she spoke. Paris look nonplussed, her lack of humour was legendary and she probably thought Rory was serious in her words. Lorelai would have told her she wasn’t being so if it wasn’t for the fact that the moment she opened her mouth Rory pushed the cock in. Luckily Rory spotted Paris’s confusion and said, “Don’t worry Paris, it’s all good clean fun. Now, do as Mom asked and bang her ass.”



“Okay,” said Paris, “You really have stretched her out. It’ll be like sticking my finger down a rabbit warren.”



Lorelai wasn’t sure she liked the allusion, okay she was gaping, but that made it sound like she was a bunny with the morals of one – when apart from today the only person she had sex with for months was Rory. She couldn’t say this though as Rory’s dildo was being fed into her mouth; Lorelai opened herself more allowing the toy to push in. Her teeth scraped over the rubber and she could feel the taste on her tongue; a bitterness. Rory moved back and forth, each time sliding a bit more of the dildo in. She grinned, “Fuck her Paris, go on.”



If it wasn’t for the cock in her mouth Lorelai would have gasped as Paris thrust the dildo up her ass. Paris was right in that Lorelai was so open that the toy moved in easily, one thrust being sufficient to get the toy all the way down Lorelai’s ass. But she wasn’t so loose that she could feel the toy racing down her chute, skimming over nerve endings already sensitised and making them send little shots of pleasure through her. Paris’s thighs slapped into Lorelai’s butt as the cock rammed home. There was no pause before Paris was moving back, pulling out the toy so it whistled over the sensitive walls, and then she thrust in again. Paris’s hands gripped the Milf’s sides for balance as she began to hammer her ass, “Wow Rory, you’re Mom can take it all.”



“Yes,” said Rory with obvious pride, “She’s so good she could go professional.”



“I’d pay,” agreed Paris. She hammered back and forth quickly, certainly with more expertise and confidence than Lane – Lorelai wasn’t sure whether that was because Paris was more practiced in the arts of girl loving or whether this was just another natural accomplishment of the blonde. It certainly wouldn’t have surprised her that Paris had carved a melon to practice on before coming round.

“I’d let you borrow her free,” said Rory and winked at her Mom. She held the top Lorelai’s head in her hands as she slowly eased the cock in. She was moving, much slower and more deliberate than her friend; she was still controlling the entry, but doing so at a speed that allowed Lorelai to get used to the large object in her mouth. The teen grinned, “Come on Mom, slurp up my shitstick.”



“And take this as well,” grunted Paris as she pounded forward. Her brutal thrusts drove into Lorelai, opening her ass even further and riding down deep into her chute. Every blow made Lorelai’s butt warm and caused pre-orgasmic explosions to come within her. The teen rammed forward, her thighs again crashing into Lorelai. The crack forced Lorelai forward so she swallowed a bit more of her daughter’s rubber dick; it moved towards the back of her throat and her eyes widened as the tip lodged against her taste buds. Bile rose in her for a second and then the cock was pulled back as Paris also withdrew.



“How do you like being spit-roasted?” asked Rory. There was no answer from Lorelai, though the Milf hoped the answer was obvious as she allowed herself to be rattled between the two teens. She had known for a while that Rory was a skilful lover, and Paris was also either highly experienced or a natural so good that in a few years she could charge as the world’s top lesbian courtesan. Her ass was on fire, in a good way, as Paris pounded it, the dildo slamming in time with the one in her mouth, and each thrust was making Lorelai cum. She couldn’t scream, but she could shake. And she did; her body quivered and bent, her back arching and her fingers clawing as the orgasms ripped into her.



“She likes it,” said Paris.



“A lot,” agreed Rory. She pulled the cock out, allowing Lorelai to gasp in some oxygen as Paris continued to slam her ass.



“Yessss, yesss, ye…” Lorelai shrieked before Rory replaced the dildo in her mouth. This time Rory began to thrust harder, throat fucking her Mom with almost as much force as Paris was entering her behind. The cock went deep into Lorelai’s mouth, pushing against her tastebud and the back of her throat. It was all she could do not to gag and force the toy out, but Rory was prepared, gripping her hair and battling against the Milf’s reflex action. Her eyes widened and watered so much that her vision blurred; not that she was crying – Lorelai was enjoying the double pounding too much for that. However, she did finally force the cock back, pushing it out of her mouth for a few moments and doubling over to let the drool run out of her mouth.



“You want more?” grinned Rory, holding her dildo, soaked with saliva and as clean as if it was new.



“More, more,” gasped Lorelai greedily and took the dildo in her mouth again. The two teens pounded forward, one from the back and one from the front, sandwiching Lorelai between them. Her pussy, even though it was untouched, was as wet with lust as Rory’s dildo was with spit; and both were dripping – cum or saliva dribbling onto the floor. Lorelai gave in to bliss, enjoying every second of the two dildos entering her; she arched and shook, soaked with sweat. Harder, harder the two teen’s ploughed into her. Lorelai could hear their grunts, a cross between effort and enjoyment, feel their sweaty, slippery skin against hers and if she couldn’t see Paris cute pert titties bouncing away it was made up for by being able to see Rory’s.



Rory pulled out the cock again and looked at it, it was soaked clean. She grinned, “Mom, you suck so good.”



“She sure does.” Paris said, admiring the wet but clean dildo as she pulled out of Lorelai’s ass and walked around the table, “Could I have a go?”



“I…” Rory started before Lorelai quickly swallowed the head of Paris’s strap-on and began eagerly sucking on it.



“Huh… she really is a great cock sucker.” Paris complemented as she watched the older woman bob her head up and down on the dildo around her waist, giving the blonde almost as big a rush of power as ass fucking Lorelai had.



Rory watched for a few moments and then slowly made her way round the table so she could admire Paris’s handiwork, Lorelai’s ass hole gaping almost as widely as after the double anal. However, despite how bruised and open it was Rory couldn’t help see it as a baby bird begging to be fed. Rory felt like she was a sailor and her Mom’s gaping butt hole was a siren as it seemed she was helpless to resist.



Lorelai moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt her ass being entered, reluctantly removing her lips from the dick and turning her head to ask, “Rory, mmmmmmm, what ya doing.”



“Nothing.” Rory said playfully before slamming her hips forward, shoving every inch of her strap-on up her Mom’s ass.



“Ooooohhhhh Rory.” Lorelai moaned, trying and only partially succeeding in sounding annoyed.



“What? You wanted to be spit roasted.” Rory pointed out as she began butt fucking her Mom.



“And, ooooooohhhhhh, I already have. Mmmmmmmmm, it was great… but, ooooooohhhhhh…” Lorelai groaned, really finding it difficult to keep her trail of thought as her daughter skilfully pumped her pooper, “But isn’t it time you, uuuuunnnnn, gave my back door a rest?”



“Hmmm, no.” Rory said, quickly adding, “Come on Mom, just let me butt fuck you to one more orgasm? Please? I wanna butt fuck my Mommy to just one more orgasm.”



Lorelai bit her lip and tried not to be swayed by Rory’s pleading look, a little difficult seeing as her daughter hadn’t stopped fucking her ass, that big dildo stimulating what felt like every inch of Lorelai’s rectum until despite how sore and aching her back passage was it was also on fire with pleasure.



“Can you hurry up and decide already. I want ether a cock sucking or a cunt lapping. In fact I’ll just about settle for anything which isn’t standing around waiting.” Paris said impatiently.



There was a brief pause and then Lorelai slowly turned her head back round to suck Paris’s cock. Just before she swallowed the strap-on Lorelai softly said, “Just one more orgasm.”



A second later Lorelai was moaning around the head of Paris’s dildo as she felt her daughter slamming her dildo in as hard and as deep into her bowels as she could, Rory wasting no time in getting down to some serious Mom butt busting.



Thanks to all the previous back door abuse Lorelai’s pooper ached throughout this latest ass fucking, however thanks to that same previous back door abuse the ecstasy Lorelai felt far outweighed any ache, Rory eagerly pounding her Mom’s butt to climax.



As Rory slammed her Mom’s shit hole Paris began pumping her hips almost as roughly, her dirty dildo quickly sliding deeper into Lorelai’s mouth and down the Milf’s throat. The roughness caught Lorelai off guard for a moment, but she quickly adjusted and was soon taking every inch of Paris’s fake cock down her throat and sucking the entire length.



For what felt like only a few moments Lorelai enjoyed being sandwiched between the two teens, they’re barely legal bodies using hers for their pleasure, these young girls using her mouth and her ass as the fuck holes they were. The pervertsitys of this act alone could probably have made Lorelai cum, although certainly more than helped to have her daughter roughly fucking her ass hole. Rory eagerly plundering her Mom’s pooper until Lorelai went crashing over the edge, her body shaking violently as she received that one more orgasm as promised.



Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, that orgasm was followed by another and another, Rory refusing to stop butt fucking her mother even for a second. Lorelai considered punishing Rory for breaking her promise. She would at least give her a firm talking to under any other circumstances, but in this case Lorelai supposed she could forgive the breaking of this particular promise. Besides, it wasn’t like she hadn’t ever forced a couple more orgasms out of Rory when her daughter was similarly insistent that she could take no more.



However Lorelai was pretty sure if she took yet another ass fucking like this one her back hole would probably never fully recover. While she liked walking around with a gaping ass hole and she even liked it when she couldn’t sit down without pain as both were a reminder of previous pleasure she would rather these effects weren’t permanent. Besides, she wasn’t done with her wishes.



So when Rory finally pulled out Lorelai slumped downwards off the table and turned around as she did so. Lorelai did this quickly so she was kneeling in front of her daughter before Rory had a chance to go anywhere. Just as quickly Lorelai swallowed the dildo which had just been in her ass, taking the entire length into her mouth and down her throat before beginning to bob her head up and down on the whole strap-on.



“Wow, your Mom really loves the taste of her own butt.” Paris said, again actually sounding impressed, not something Rory was used too.



“She loves the taste of her own pussy too. Maybe we could DP her and you could see for yourself.” Rory suggested.



“No!” Lorelai said firmly after pulling her mouth away from the tasty flavoured toy, softening her voice as she saw the look on the younger girls faces, “I love the idea of getting DP’ed by my daughter and her friend as much as the next Mom, but my ass feels like it’s going to be aching, and open, for hours. So I need a serious break from the strap-on fun, okay sweetie?”



“Okay.” Rory said, feeling a little guilty for getting caught up in her lust for her Mom’s ass, “Do you wanna take a break? We could crash on the couch and watch a crappy movie. Or at least me and Paris could while you lay down on your front so you’re not putting any weight on your freshly fucked ass. Like usual.”



“Hey, I’m not always the one lying on my front.” Lorelai said, returning the little smirk that crossed her daughter’s face, “But you know what, I think I’m still hungry… and I remember Paris telling me that it’s been a while since she’s had a good pussy eating. So…”



Wish 26



“I wish Paris would let me eat her pussy.” Lorelai grinned.



“Sure. Where do you want me?” Paris replied quickly as she took off her strap-on.



“Let’s go to Rory’s room. It will be softer for us both if you lay down on her bed while I’m in between your legs.” Lorelai said, beginning to follow Paris who was quick to walk into Rory’s room and get in position.



“Hey, what about me?” Rory asked.



“You can watch.” Lorelai shrugged.



“Mom!” Rory whined like a typical teenager, something she’d taken up doing on the extremely rare occasions her Mom denied her sex. She worried a little about becoming spoiled, but her Mom had promised she could have her whenever she wanted and that was one promise she knew both Gilmore girls hated to be broken.



“Hey, you’re the one who couldn’t keep her hands off me. Now I need a break.” Lorelai said, immediately feeling guilty as she saw the disappointed look on her daughter’s face. Pulling her little girl into her arms Lorelai gently kissed Rory and said, “Just a little, tiny break, okay? A Mom can only take so much of her daughter’s sweet loving.”



“Well, I wouldn’t want to totally where you out before Paris gets a turn.” Rory grinned.



“Exactly. So stop trying to give your mother orgasms young lady.” Lorelai fake scolded her daughter.



“I’ll try, but my Mom’s really hot. It’s so hard for me to keep my hands off her because I just love fucking her so much.” Rory said, unable to stop herself from kissing her Mom’s neck softly as she spoke.



“Just try your best honey.” Lorelai said, kissing Rory one last time before pulling away, “That’s all a mother can ask.”



“For her daughter to stop fucking her?” Paris said dryly as Lorelai entered Rory’s room.



“Absolutely.” Lorelai grinned, getting up onto the bed and crawling up Paris’s body, “Well, at least for five seconds while she’s having her way with her daughter’s friend.”



Before Paris had a chance to respond Lorelai pressed her lips firmly to those belonging to her daughter’s friend. This actually did the unthinkable and stopped Paris from talking, a technique both Gilmore girls noted for possible later use.



The kiss itself was nice. Long. Lorelai needed the break and Paris seemed surprisingly happy with the foreplay given she had been sliding a strap-on into Lorelai’s mouth not that long ago as opposed to her tongue.



Paris actually liked the sudden change in mood. She liked rough lesbian sex as much as the next girl, but she also enjoyed the softer side which Lorelai seemed only too happy to give.



The softness continued when Lorelai kissed her way down Paris’s neck to her breasts, Lorelai sliding her lips all over them for a few long minutes before taking the right nipple into her mouth and sucking on it gently. Paris let out quite a high pitched gasp followed by a slightly embarrassing whimper as Lorelai went to work on her nipples, going between those already hard peaks. Just sucking gently at first, then came the harder sucking, followed by the licking, and then finally the biting.



Shortly after feeling Lorelai’s teeth nibbling on her nipple Paris moaned out, “Lower. I want your tongue in my cunt now.”



Lorelai was pretty sure it was still her birthday and she should be deciding what happened and when. Then again Paris was a guest, and Lorelai hadn’t wished to play with Paris’s tits. So Lorelai complied, quickly kissing her way down Paris’s stomach and fulfilling the blonde’s request, and her own wish.



Although Paris had been with a few girls before none of them had shoved their tongues directly into her cunt the moment their faces were in between her thighs. She never had a girl immediately start tongue fucking her either, the first thrust and the ones that followed it having Paris crying out joyfully.



The thrusts weren’t that quick, but they were faster than what Paris was used to at this stage. Those thrusts slowed down a little, but not by much, that tongue beginning to slide this way and that, exploring every inch of Paris’s pussy. In what seemed like a second Lorelai found sensitive places inside Paris that have taken other girls half a dozen rug munching sessions to find. A few seconds later Lorelai found sensitive places inside of Paris at Paris didn’t even know existed.



Unfortunately instead of speeding up Lorelai slowed down even more, her tongue torturing Paris with slow strokes which had the blonde whimpering and moaning shamelessly, “Mmmmmm, yes, mmmmmmm, oooohhhhh, fuck me, yeeeessssss, ooooohhhhh, fuck me!”



Usually Paris had a lot more to say but Lorelai’s skilled tongue was making it difficult for her to say anything remotely intelligent. She tried to look for Rory in hopes of finding inspiration, at which point she saw something which made her forget all about saying something. She was too busy hoping whatever Rory was up too wouldn’t stop Lorelai from licking her pussy. Or at least not stop it for too long.



Rory had been standing in the corner sulking for what felt like an eternity. She got why she was being left out, and on some level she even agreed with it, but it was really hard to just watch her Mom and her friend going at it.



Things only got more difficult for Rory when Lorelai buried her face in Paris’s cunt, Lorelai basically on all fours with her ass pointing directly at her daughter.



Rory was convinced it was some kind of punishment, her Mom showing off her gaping butt hole and cum filled pussy and literally wiggling them in Rory’s face as a reminder she couldn’t have them. Rory could even see her mother’s cum overflowing from her pussy as a result of all the orgasms Rory, Paris and Lane had given her, the sweet cream coating Lorelai’s legs and thighs. That’s when Rory got an idea.



Slowly crawling onto the bed Rory pressed a soft kiss at the bottom of her mother’s leg and then began sliding her tongue slowly upwards. Lorelai moaned into Paris’s pussy, but gave no real objection. Grinning wickedly Rory licked the bottom half of that leg up and down before moving to the other to repeat the process, making sure she got every stray drop of her Mom’s cum and pussy juice.



Then she moved to the other half of one of Lorelai’s thighs Rory finally heard an annoyed cry from Paris followed by her Mom panting hoarsely, “Rory!”



“What? I’m not fucking you. Or making you cum. That’s what you wanted a break from right? Your daughter fucking you and making you cum? Well, I’m not.” Rory pointed out.



From the look on her face Rory guest her Mom was trying to decide whether or not to clarify her earlier statement by telling Rory she said she wanted a break, which meant Rory needed to go wait in the corner. To Rory’s delight her Mom made the decision she was hoping she would, Lorelai burying her face back in between Paris’s legs, a clear sign she didn’t mind her daughter cleaning up the mess she made.



Now she had her mother’s approval Rory lapped eagerly at those cum and cunt cream coated thighs, moaning softly as she got to enjoy one of her favourite flavours in the world. There was certainly nothing that tasted better and Rory made sure she got every little bit of it. Of course she wasn’t just there to clean.



At first all of Rory’s licks started from the beginning of her Mom’s inner thigh and ended about half a millimetre away from her mother’s pussy. Then the licks went a little further, Rory’s tongue gently touching and even sliding around the edges of her Mom’s pussy lips, but making sure never to touch the creamy centre.



As a result of Rory’s actions, and no doubt helped by Lorelai eating an eighteen year old pussy, fresh juices flowed from Lorelai’s cunt and directly on to Rory’s tongue.



This was a nice little appetiser, but it in no way satisfied Rory. That was why the teen moved her mouth upwards to her Mom’s ass, sliding her lips all over the sore cheeks, soothing away the pain of having horny teenagers bang into it.



Rory spent even more time kissing her Mom’s ass than licking her thighs, the sound of her mother whimpering into Paris’s pussy music to her ears. After what seemed like an eternity Rory asked in her best little girl voice, “Mommy… are you sure you want a break?”



Lorelai immediately removed her mouth from Paris’s cunt, panted heavily for a few moments and then answered, “No toys. Nothing but your mouth, tongue and fingers.”



The next sound out of Lorelai’s mouth was a loud joyful cry as her daughter buried her tongue as deep as it would go into Lorelai’s pussy, Rory eating her Mom’s pussy like it was the first meal offered to her in weeks.



“Keep eating. Make me cum.” Paris growled as she forcefully pushed Lorelai’s head back down in between her legs, “Eat me and make me cum, eat me and make me cum, eat me and make me cum, eaaaatttttt meeeeee!”



Paris seemed unable to say anything coherent after Lorelai thrust her tongue back inside the teen’s twat, drilling it hard and deep.



Lorelai had greatly enjoyed teasing Paris, but her daughter had been doing the same thing to her almost throughout, albeit with different tactics, and now Lorelai was done with it. She wanted to make Paris cum in her mouth. She practically needed to make the younger woman cum in her mouth.



As Lorelai remembered all the sweet spots in Paris which she had taken her time to discover it wasn’t difficult. All she needed to do was jack-hammer her tongue in and out of Paris while twirling and curling her tongue inside her, getting all of those sweet spots and as a result making Paris screaming almost hysterically in no time, her cum flowing into Lorelai’s mouth as the blonde’s body shook.



Rory didn’t need to find Lorelai’s sweet spots, she had found them all before on her eighteenth birthday and since then she had been in between her mother’s thighs so much she had making Lorelai Gilmore cum down to an art form. Lorelai smiled to herself as she once again pictured her daughter teaching a masterclass on the subject, a fantasy which wasn’t at all damaged by the amazing performance Rory was currently giving.

Lorelai’s more direct work had Paris cumming sooner but Lorelai knew it was only a matter of time before she came in her daughter’s sweet little mouth. Using the time she had to her advantage Lorelai replaced her mouth and tongue with her fingers, fucking Paris to another climax while sucking on her clit. Lorelai switched between tactics a few times, succeeding in giving Paris orgasm after orgasm, before inevitably her daughter’s talented tongue sent her over the edge.



When the first orgasm hit Lorelai’s face was buried in Paris’s pussy, the scream she let out bringing the blonde to another climax herself. Not remotely satisfied Rory shoved her fingers into her Mom’s cunt, roughly fucking her with them as she slid her tongue around her mother’s still gaping ass hole before pushing inside and licking her rectum wall. Cumming almost immediately Lorelai wondered how she could possibly survive much more of Rory’s skilled touch and have any energy left for Paris. Then she got a wicked idea.



Wish 27



“I wish you would 69 with me while Rory tongues my ass.” Lorelai gasped after she pulled away from Paris and looked up at her.



Without even nodding in response Paris twisted her body round on the bed and dived down in between Lorelai’s legs, eager to taste the woman who had made her cum harder than anyone ever had before.



Paris had been hoping for some good sex, while expecting mediocrity. It was her approach to most things in life, but this time she had been blown away as reality had far exceeded her expectations. As a result she felt a desperate need to return pleasure in a way she had never felt before, Paris slamming her tongue into Lorelai’s cunt and fucking her hard.



She tried to find the sweet spots inside the other woman but she didn’t have much patience at the best of times, let alone when she had a tongue drilling her twat. It didn’t help that Lorelai’s pussy cream was so tasty Paris thought she would forever lose her mind to lust, or that she could see and hear Rory shamelessly eating her Mom’s ass like it was the tastiest of treats.



So while Paris started with the best intentions it wasn’t long before she was just slamming her tongue in and out of Lorelai, mostly just hoping to be able to swallow more of the heavenly cunt juices or at least get her face covered in more of the sweet sticky stuff.



It didn’t really matter, whether she knew it or not Paris was hitting plenty of the right places inside Lorelai, more than enough to make the older woman cum even if she hadn’t had her own daughter rimming her. As she did Lorelai came so many times it practically hurt, both of her holes being relentlessly attacked as she just tried to do her best to make Paris cum. She succeeded several times but as the two teens worked her over Lorelai felt an increasing need for a real break until it all became too much.



Wish 28



“I wish you two would 69 while I watch.” Lorelai gasped shortly after she pulled her cum coated face from Paris’s pussy.



“Okay.” Rory said after pulling her tongue out of her Mom’s ass hole.



“Fine by me.” Paris said once her tongue was out of Lorelai’s twat, quickly leaning her head back to tell her friend, “Hop on.”



“Just a second, I’m waiting for Mom to move her hot ass.” Rory said, smacking her mother’s ass playfully as the birthday girl slowly crawled off the blonde. Rory smirked as her Mom let out a light cry of annoyance, but seemed far too exhausted to offer any other form of complaint.



Lorelai didn’t even turn her head to give her daughter a scolding. She only had enough energy to crawl a short distance away before collapsing down onto her back, at which point she immediately winced and rolled over onto her side with a slight blush on her face.



“Something wrong Mom?” Rory asked innocently.



“I’m fine. My naughty little daughter was just a little rough in giving me a birthday butt fucking and despite her enthusiastic attempts to kiss it better I’m pretty sure my butt is going to be gaping and sore for the rest of the day.” Lorelai explained, a grin then crossing her face, “I’m planning to get her back though.”



“Looking forward to it.” Rory grinned back, and then after Paris let out an annoyed fake cough turned to her friend and said with a sigh, “Oh, sorry to keep you waiting Paris.”



“You should be…” Paris began, but she quickly forgot whatever else she was going to say as Rory’s lips gently connected with her own, the other girl having quickly twisted her body round so they wouldn’t have to Spiderman kiss.



The two teens spend some time exchanging the flavours of Lorelai’s pussy and ass hole as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues. Unsurprisingly Rory took it one step further so that once they were done making out she slid her lips and even her tongue over her friend’s face, happily cleaning up any remaining bits of her Mom’s cum and cunt cream until she was positive there was no more left.



Knowing there would be no further foreplay required, and Paris would probably complain if she tried, Rory turned her body back around and crawled over her friend until they were in the 69 position.



Before Rory could savour the moment Paris reached up, grabbed onto her hips and roughly pulled her down. At the same time Paris thrust her tongue upwards, perfectly timing it so that she penetrated Rory’s pussy with the full length of her tongue in one go.



Rory cried out joyfully at the sudden invasion, but before she had the chance to welcome it Paris removed her tongue from Rory’s wet love hole and began licking the soft flesh around it. This didn’t cause Rory quite as much pleasure, but considering that tongue would almost certainly end up back in her pussy Rory really didn’t mind that much.



In the meantime Rory did her best to return the favour, only briefly looking over at her watching mother before diving down and repeating what Paris had just done, squeezing a loud moan from the blonde in the process.



The two girls quickly became lost in giving each other pleasure, at first Rory playfully copying her friend’s actions before concentrating on her own techniques which she had picked up from countless hours between her Mom’s thighs. Her techniques were highly successful, Paris’s juices flowing quickly into Rory’s mouth and covering her face. They weren’t quite as tasty as her mother’s juices, but they were still pretty good. Of course it helped that this was one of Rory’s fantasies which made things even more enjoyable. True, being with Paris wasn’t close to Rory’s favourite fantasy of fucking her mother but it was still a pretty steamy fantasy and had been since the moment she met the blonde.



While Rory considered this to be one of many fantasies for Paris this was her biggest guilty pleasure. She had hated Rory when they first met, and many times in between, but she had always had a ridiculously big crush on the other girl. It was actually one of the main reasons she had hated her. But it was really hard to hate Rory Gilmore. In the long-term Paris had deemed it impossible, at least for anyone with any sense, and she now decided it was practically a inconceivable notion if one was ever in a 69 with her.



Even in Paris’s most steamiest of fantasies Rory had never been this good at eating pussy, the skilled other girl knowing just when and where to lick, pushing Paris closer and closer with each swipe of her tongue. Then that tongue slid inside her and began steadily fucking her in a way which put all the other girls Paris had been with to shame. All except Lorelai of course, although Paris was pretty certain Rory’s Mommy would be proud of her for this masterful pussy eating performance.



At that particular moment pride wasn’t the main thing going through Lorelai’s mind. After all Rory had been a natural at cunt lapping ever since the first time she had been in between Lorelai’s legs and she had only gotten better with the constant practice. Okay, so Lorelai couldn’t help feeling a little proud, but her main focus at that moment was one thing, revenge.



Kneeling behind her daughter Lorelai gently spread Rory’s ass cheeks, exposing her little girl’s butt hole which she spat on and then licked. Rory just moaned and fucked Paris harder with her tongue in response, Lorelai taking this as a encouraging sign to continue. Not that her daughter had ever turned down a rim job before, Rory continuing to moan as Lorelai lathered her daughter’s ass hole with her tongue.



This continued for quite a while, Lorelai waiting until she was sure both the teens were close to a climax at which point she replaced her tongue with first one, then two fingers. Gently Lorelai pumped in and out of Rory’s ass hole, butt fucking her daughter with her fingers until she was sure her baby girl was about to cum. Lorelai then abruptly pulled her fingers out of Rory’s ass.



Wish 29



“I wish you’d let me fuck your ass while you eat Paris’s pussy.” Lorelai wished.



“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my ass hard with whatever you want!” Rory quickly begged, already having a pretty good idea of what was about to happen.



As it turned out Rory was right on the money, a fact she was very happy about as she felt something much bigger than a couple of fingers pushing its way past her ass hole and deep into her bowels. A short time later her mother’s thighs were pressing against her butt cheeks, meaning two things. One, her Mom had strapped on one of the dildos while she was busy eating her friend’s pussy. Two, that dildo was now as deep as it would go in her ass.



Of course Rory didn’t remove her mouth and tongue from her friend’s cunt to check she was right. She didn’t need too. After all Rory had got very used to the wonderful feeling of being butt fucked by her mother with a strap-on.



Rory recognised the feeling of her Mom’s hands on her hips and the woman who gave her life began pumping a dildo in and out of her butt hole, and the feeling of her mother’s hips gently humping against her butt cheeks.



Her Mom was also nice enough to confirm Rory’s suspicions by moaning, “That’s it Rory, take Mommy’s cock up your tight little ass. You like Mommy’s big strap-on cock up your tight teen ass? Of course you do. You love taking Mommy’s big cock in the ass. You’ve loved it ever since you gave me your anal cherry for your eighteenth birthday. And now look at my little girl, getting fucked up the butt by her Mommy while she and a friend are eating each other’s pussies. Mmmmmm, I’ve raised such a naughty slut.”



Paris was inclined to agree with Lorelai’s analysis. Being in an all girl threesome was pretty slutty, and the fact that Rory was passionately fucking her Mom on a regular basis definitely qualified her as naughty. Plus in her current position from and between her friend’s legs Paris could see the dildo sliding in and out of Rory’s ass, which was incredibly hot. In fact the sight of Rory getting fucked up the ass by her own mother was such a turn on for Paris that the blonde went into pussy eating overdrive.



It started out pretty slowly, Paris gently increasing the speed and the force that she fucked Rory’s pussy with her tongue. Then Paris began sucking on Rory’s clit, not hard or for very long at first, but steadily increasing the pace.



Rory was already close to the edge as it was so these actions had the other girl whimpering, and more importantly using similar tactics to bring Paris even closer to the edge. Then both girls pushed each other over it.



Although it was unintentional both girls simultaneously went in for the kill, both curling their tongues inside each other in a way which had them cumming violently. It was so strong they both momentarily stopped pleasuring each other, both taking a moment just to enjoy what was washing over them. While metaphorically it was their own pleasure that washed over them in reality it was each other’s, both their cum covering each others faces for a few brief seconds. Then the two girls restarted their offensive on each other, Rory shoving two fingers into Paris’s ass so they were on somewhat equal footing.



While it was a nice try Rory was a little preoccupied with other things while the only thing Lorelai had to concentrate on was fucking her daughter’s ass. As such even though Rory gave Paris plenty of additional pleasure with her anal invasion it was nothing compared to what Rory was experiencing thanks to her Mom joyfully sodomising her.



To be fair Lorelai wasn’t actually butt fucking her daughter that hard. She was simply sliding in and out of her ass hole at a steady pace, but the fact that the dildo was much bigger than Rory’s fingers meant that Rory’s back passage was stretched much wider than Paris’s. The strap-on also went much, much deeper. Lorelai knew this, which was why she wasn’t being that rough. Paris’s mouth and tongue would do the job of bringing Rory off, all Lorelai had to do was give her daughter a little additional stimulation.



Of course it was incredibly tempting for Lorelai to increase the pace. After all, she had strapped on the dildo with revenge for her own sore ass hole in mind. But there was plenty of time for that.



Lorelai intended to make sure Rory got the hardest, longest and most of all best butt fucking of her life today. This slow sodomy was just a little appetiser for what Lorelai had planned for her little girl.



So Lorelai continued the slow butt fucking, restricting herself to only giving the occasional hard thrust into her daughter’s ass when she was absolutely sure Rory was about to cum, and even then only because it made her baby girl squeal extra loudly with pure joy, the sound music to Lorelai’s ears as she continued slowly sodomising her daughter.



Considering Rory and Paris spent most of their time acting like mature young adults Lorelai felt she could trust them to decide when enough was enough. However after a while Lorelai wondered if they were simply waiting for her to make another wish. Lorelai debated this for a while but when it became clear the girls were growing tired Lorelai decided she might as well use a wish to move things into the next stage of operation ass fuck daughter.



So, after slowing down to a complete stop Lorelai called out, “Girls… girls… GIRLS!”



Wish 30



“I wish you two would stop eating each other out so Paris can get a strap-on and help me fuck my daughter.” Lorelai wished once she finally had the two girls attention.



There was a brief pause and then Paris flat out from underneath Rory and panted, “Just give me a minute.”



“Okay… but what am I going to do in the meantime?” Lorelai question thoughtfully out loud before gently pumping Rory’s ass a little.



“Oh, you could, mmmmmm, you could fuck me. Oh please fuck me. Fuck me Mommy. Fuck my ass. Fuck me in the ass. Ohhhhh, please, I’m so close.” Rory moaned in her best little girl voice, “Please Mommy, fuck my ass and make me cum.”



“I guess I could do that.” Lorelai said with a smile on her face as she began to butt fuck her daughter again.



“Yeeeeessssss! Oh yes, fuck me! Fuck me Mommy, fuck my tight little ass, mmmmmmm, oh yes, fuck me Mom!” Rory cried out joyfully in her little girl voice, obviously hoping to entice her mother to give her a hard butt fucking.



It was certainly very difficult for Lorelai to resist. Rory knew full well that the little girl voice she was using drove her mother crazy with perverted lust, and the words she was using were having the exact same effect. That said Rory could have been quiet as a mouse and Lorelai would have still found it difficult not to pound her daughter’s ass hole as hard as she could because this was something they both loved so much.



Both Gilmore girls had learned on Rory’s eighteenth birthday that they could both have incredible orgasms while taking it up the butt. As a result they had become addicted to anal sex, both in the giving and receiving as they loved to give each other pleasure almost as much as they loved receiving it, the Gilmore girls passionately ass fucking each other every chance they got.



Of course in their current position Lorelai got to enjoy the added perversion of having her daughter on her hands and knees for her. While arguably every sexual position Lorelai had with Rory was perverted given their relationship this particular position allow Lorelai to stare at Rory’s ass, watching her hips bang against her baby girl’s butt cheeks and the dildo strapped around her waist pumping in and out of her daughter’s back door.



Lorelai was only able to tear her eyes away from the beautiful sight in front of her a few times to look for Paris, hoping the blonde would move quickly so she wouldn’t get carried away. Alas Paris seemed quite content to watch. Whether this was because Paris needed to recuperate or whether the blonde was just enjoying the view Lorelai didn’t know, and as she continued fucking her daughter’s ass Lorelai found that she increasingly didn’t care.



Eventually Lorelai became so lost to her lust for her daughter’s ass that she completely forgot what she was waiting for, at which point the mother drilled her strap-on cock hard and deep into her own daughter’s ass hole, Rory’s words dissolving into squeals of joy which was sweet music to Lorelai’s ears.



Paris watched in fascination as her friend Rory Gilmore was ass fucked to climax after climax by her own mother, both of them so completely focused on their perverted bout of incestuous lesbian anal sex that Paris doubted that they were even aware she was still in the room, let alone remembered they had a wish to fulfil.



Happy to remind them Paris called out, “Lorelai… Lorelai… LORELAI!”



It took a few goes but finally Paris got the attention of the other two who both looked at her for a second and then without saying a word to each other crawled over to where she was now lying with one of the strap-on dildos around her waist, the whole time Lorelai’s dick never leaving her daughter’s ass from when they started moving to when Rory was kneeling over Paris, the blonde’s cock pressed against her friend’s pussy lips.



Rory let out a long grown as she sank down on Paris’s cock, sighing happily, “Oh my God, I’m being DP’ed! I’m being double fucked. I’m being fucked in my pussy and my ass! And it feels sooooooo gooooooddddd! Mmmmmm, fuck me. Fuck me in both my holes.”



“Only if you bounce for us.” Lorelai said with a wicked grin, “I want my little girl bouncing up and down so she’s fucking herself on the dildos her Mommy and her friend are using to fill both her slutty holes. Mmmmmm, that’s it, good girl, make it easier for us to double fuck you. Oh, that’s a very good girl.”



Paris watched as the Gilmore girls settled back into a similar rhythm that they had been using before, Rory shoving her ass back against her Mom’s thrusts at the same time Lorelai shoved forward so the dildo went as hard and as deep into Rory’s ass as possible. The difference was now every time Lorelai pulled back Rory pushed downwards at an angle so she was impaling her pussy nice and hard on Paris’s dick, the blonde not even having to move as the other two did all the work for her.



While Paris was grateful for the chance to rest she couldn’t help thinking how impressive it was that Rory and Lorelai was still going strong after all the orgasms she’d seen them have. It was doubley impressive considering they had already had one other threesome today, and if this one was anything to go by it was probably just as exhausting.



Paris had been with a couple of girls before so she knew they could typically fuck longer than men. However even by the standards that she’d come to expect this was impressive. Then again she knew that both Rory and Lorelai ate a ridiculous amount of unhealthy food and yet despite not exercising kept in shape so maybe the Gilmore girls could just naturally handle extremes most couldn’t. Or maybe all the calories they consumed were burned up thanks to them being constantly horny.

It may have looked like they still had energy to spare but both Gilmore girls felt exhausted. However they were both so horny and desperate to give each other pleasure they found it almost easy to push through the exhaustion and continue their latest bout of passionate mother/daughter sex, this time with additional friend bonus.



Even so Rory wished she was getting more of a break. Usually being the ‘bottom’ meant she got to rest while her Mom, the ‘top’, did all the work but at this particular moment she was working just as hard as the other two. Perhaps more. In fact definitely more than Paris who mostly just lying back, only occasionally thrusting up into Rory’s cunt. Okay, so almost every time Paris did that Rory came, but only because Rory and her Mom were working so hard.



Just as she thought this Rory began squealing happily through her latest orgasm and Paris began really fucking her, not stopping till she drove Rory to another climax, and then another, and then another, and then another.



Finally getting to enjoy the full benefits of the double penetration Rory’s entire world melted away to the point she could barely even comprehend what was happening to her, her entire world revolving around the two dildos slamming in and out of her pussy and ass hole.



Even though Paris was now roughly thrusting into Rory’s love hole the blonde had been enjoying a nice relaxing break before that as she let the Gilmore girls do all the work. Lorelai on the other hand had been fucking her daughter’s ass hole for a long time now and as much as she loved butt fucking her little girl Lorelai’s stamina sadly had its limits. Of coarse Lorelai drilled hard and deep into Rory’s butt for almost as long as she possibly could, only stopping to pull out when it became clear that if she ass fucked her daughter any longer without a break she would collapse.



On the bright side Lorelai got to admire her handiwork, Rory’s butt hole left gaping obscenely wide from the brutal abuse it had taken.



Lorelai quickly became lost in staring at the red ringed crater which used to be so tiny but was now so open she could see deep into her daughter’s bowels, the Milf only awaking when she heard Rory whimper, “Please Mommy, butt fuck me some more. Oh… I want my Mommy’s dick back in my ass. Mmmmmmm, please, butt fuck your baby girl again Mommy, butt fuck your baby girl like the anal slut she is!”



“Oh don’t worry, I will later, but right now I need a rest, and Paris deserves a turn with your cute little butt.” Lorelai said, swatting Rory’s backside, “So Rory…”



Wish 31



“I wish you would let Paris fuck your ass hole, while you clean your ass juice off my strap-on.” Lorelai wished after she collapsed back down onto the bed with her upper body resting on the pillows.



“Mmmmm, yum.” Rory giggled, lifting herself off and eagerly over to where her mother was laying.



Pausing once she reached the ass flavoured toy Rory looked up at her mother with those big blue eyes, looking almost innocent for the briefest of moments, before grinning wickedly and swallowing the head of the strap-on.



Both Gilmore girls moaned softly, Rory from the yummy taste of her own ass, Lorelai from the sight of watching her daughter take her cock in her mouth.



There were quickly more moans from Rory as she began to bob her head up and down the first few inches of the shaft, her head slowly lowering with each bob so she got a tiny bit more of the cock into her mouth every time. More importantly this made sure that with every bob Rory was tasting her own butt, the horny eighteen year old happily drawing out the ass to mouth for as long as she could.



After she had taken about one third of the toy into her mouth Rory felt a soft hand on the back of her head and then fingers gently beginning to stroke her hair. Smiling around the cock Rory looked up and locked eyes with her Mom, the brunettes quickly becoming so lost in each other’s eyes that neither of them noticed Paris crawling up behind Rory, the blonde taking a few moments to first stare at the ATM and then Rory’s gaping butt hole before she finally fulfilled Lorelai’s latest wish.



Rory was gently disturbed from the daze she had fallen into by the feeling of hands pulling apart her butt cheeks. Then the young brunette found herself fully awake as she felt a dildo slamming through her well stretched shit hole, Rory’s back passage so opened and loose she didn’t feel any pain whatsoever as Paris buried the whole of her strap-on inside Rory’s rectum in one hard thrust.



Not only did Rory not feel any pain she quickly started moaning joyfully as her friend began sodomising her, Paris taking a firm grip of the other Chilton student’s hips as the blonde girl began gently thrusting in and out of the brunette girl’s butt.



“You are such an anal slut.” Paris stated as if it was a well-known and perhaps even mundane fact.



Certainly neither of the Gilmore girls were going to argue with her, not that Paris was expecting them too.



Paris knew a couple of girls she had previously thought of being anal sluts, and technically they still were, but they clearly had nothing on the blonde’s best friend, and the blonde’s best friend’s Mom.



From everything she’d seen so far Paris concluded that Lorelai and Rory Gilmore had to be the biggest anal sluts in the world, and since she had already treated Lorelai as such it was now only fair that it was Rory’s turn.



With that in mind Paris drilled into her best friend’s butt with ever-increasing force and viciousness until she was ass fucking Rory as hard as she could, Rory’s squeals of delight around her Mom’s strap-on dildo the sweetest music to Paris’s ears.



“That’s it Paris, butt fuck my baby girl.” Lorelai yelled out encouragement, “Drill my daughter’s butt hard and deep. Make it even looser than when I fucked it.”



For a moment Lorelai wasn’t sure Paris heard her, then the blonde yelled, “Fuck yeah, I’m going to butt fuck her until her butt hole is even more gaping than it already is! Mmmmmmmm, going to ass fuck you Rory just like your Mom did! Yeeeeessssssss, me and your Mom are going to ruin your ass hole! You’re never going to shit right again when me and your Mommy are done fucking you up your slutty little ass!”



Lorelai didn’t intend things to go quite that far, but while she had no intention of allowing her daughter’s ass hole to be ruined she had every intention of making sure Rory’s butt hole was stretched open wider than it had ever been stretched before. Thanks to hours of carefully planning out her wishes in advance Lorelai had a plan to do just that, but first she needed to make sure she had fully regained her strength. Or at least recovered enough of it to end the perverted fun of her birthday on a high.



On the perverted scale what Lorelai was a part of now ranked pretty highly. Her daughter was bobbing her head all the way up and down a dildo strapped around her waist, Rory taking the entire strap-on dick into her mouth and down her throat. Rory was even pausing with her lips wrapped around the base, the head of the shaft embedded deep within her throat and thus allowing her to make sure she had got every drop of her own ass juice off the sex toy. And of course behind Rory there was Paris relentlessly fucking her fellow teen’s butt, the sound of flesh smacking off flesh almost as loud as the increasingly less inventive verbal abuse pouring from the blonde’s mouth, “Take it you anal slut! Take it! Take it up your slutty little butt! Fuck yes, take my cock up your slutty little ass you mother fucking whore! Take it mother fucker! Take it like a whore who likes to fuck her mother, and like to get fucked by her! Yes, take it anal slut! Take it up the butt, just like you do for your Mommy!”



Eventually the blonde’s words went from uninventive to incoherent as she clearly became focused on only one thing, pounding Rory’s ass hole, Lorelai almost finding the fierce look of concentration on Paris’s face a little scary. Then not almost, but Rory was screaming joyfully through climax after climax because of it so Lorelai didn’t complain. Instead Lorelai relaxed and watched as Paris relentlessly sodomised Rory until the thirty-five year old mother of one decided it was time for her daughter to receive a real rectum wrecking.



Wish 32



“I wish you’d let me and Paris double fuck your ass.” Lorelai wished loudly after Paris had butt fucked Rory to yet another orgasm.



Removing her mouth from her Mom’s strap-on Rory looked up lustfully at the woman who had given her life and then softly said, “Okay.”



Grinning widely Lorelai got up and turned her attention to the blonde, “Stay still Paris.”



Doing as she was told Paris watched in fascination as Lorelai came round, briefly sucked on a couple of her fingers, and then gently pushed one of them into Rory’s ass hole even though the blonde’s cock was still deep inside Rory’s back passage. Of course it wasn’t just that the finger slid in without too much trouble that was fascinating. In fact what really caught Paris’s attention was how Rory moaned joyfully at the additional invasion of her forbidden hole.



Lorelai had given Paris a little heads up that she was planning on a little double anal, but while Paris had been sure there were women out there whoreish enough to be able to take two cocks up their asses she just couldn’t envision innocent little Rory Gilmore being able to do such a perverted thing. While that was when Paris was fairly certain but not sure the Gilmore girls were fucking each other it was somehow easier to envision Rory fucking her Mom than being willing or able to take two dildos, or even a single dildo, up her butt, although Rory always did have such a tight little butt the thought of it being double fucked or even fucked seemed absurd.



Now Paris was kneeling behind Rory with a dildo strapped around her waist buried in the brunette’s tight little butt while her friend’s Mom gently pushed finger after finger into Rory’s ass hole it seemed even more absurd, although now absurdly hot.



“I think I’m ready for your cock now Mom.” Rory moaned as her mother gently finger fucked her very stretched out back door.



Lorelai considered ignoring Rory and continuing to open up her precious baby girl’s butt for a little longer, but at this point she had four fingers, two from each hand, deep inside her daughter’s ass and had been gently stretching the hole this way and that for several minutes. So biting her lip Lorelai softly said, “Okay honey… relax for Mommy.”



Considering what a little genius Rory was, and all the anal sex they had been enjoying recently, it wasn’t very necessary for Lorelai to tell her daughter to relax. But she couldn’t help it, it was simply motherly instinct Lorelai thought as she removed her fingers from her daughter’s ass hole and quickly pushed the head of her strap-on inside the expanded back hole.



“Ohhhhhh Mommy, wrecked my ass.” Rory cried joyfully as the second dildo stretched her ass hole like never before, “Mmmmmm, I want my butt ruined. Oh, ahhhhhh, stretch the hole I shit from Mommy!”



Despite Rory’s clear enjoyment Lorelai could hear pain in her daughter’s voice so she went slowly and steadily, gradually adding inch after inch of dildo into Rory’s rectum until finally Lorelai’s hip was pressing against Paris’s hip, nearly the entire length of both strap-on cocks buried deep within Rory’s butt.



“Oh Mommy, oh fuck me, oh, fuck my ass.” Rory whimpered softly, “Please, I ahhhhhhhhhhhh!”



“Who do you want fucking your ass?” Paris asked after quickly pulling a few inches out of her friend’s butt, even this small move clearly sending powerful jolts of pleasure and pain rocketing through Rory’s body.



“YOU! You both. I wanna be butt fucked by you and my Mommy.” Rory said quickly, hoping it would appease Paris.



It did and Paris slowly started thrusting her strap-on in and out of Rory’s butt hole, Lorelai remaining still as her daughter got used to the sensation of a dildo moving in and out of her back passage as another dildo remained unmoving within her bowels.



Once Rory’s whimpers of pain and pleasure had been completely replaced by whimpers, moans and groans of pure pleasure Lorelai began fucking her daughter’s ass along with Paris, Rory squealing with orgasmic delight just from Lorelai’s first movements, “Yeeeeeessssssss aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk! Fuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk myyyyyyy assssssss!”



Lorelai grinned happily as her daughter came like a fountain, Rory’s cum repeatedly squirting down on the bedsheets as Lorelai and Paris ass fucked her at an increasingly harder pace.



It was impossible to go as hard and as fast as they could if it was just one of them ass fucking Rory, or at least impossible without doing any permanent damage to Rory’s rectum, but the teen and the Mom made do, eventually settling into quite a rough butt fucking considering the circumstances.



Through Rory’s first few orgasms whenever Paris would push into her ass Lorelai with pull out of her butt and vice versa, the two cocks drilling away Rory’s shit pipe like a boxer drilling away at their opponent’s face. Then Lorelai and Paris began occasionally thrusting in and out at the same time, each of these double thrusts into the very deepest part of Rory’s rectum making the poor girl scream and cum violently.



The whole time Lorelai paid very close attention to how Rory was doing, her motherly instincts once again taking over as she fucked her daughter’s ass.



At first Rory was begging for more but eventually the words melted away into happy squeals, then tired cries, and eventually exhausted whimpers. Those exhausted whimpers came shortly after the poor girl’s head and upper body fell down onto the bed, only the firm grip that Paris and Lorelai had on her hips keeping Rory’s ass up in the air. This was the sign Lorelai had been waiting for and so after giving her baby girl won last powerful climax Lorelai pulled out as quickly as she could, leaving Rory’s ass hole too stretched out for Paris to continue fucking.



Taking the hint Paris also pulled out and moved backwards so she and Lorelai could admire just how stretched out and gaping Rory’s butt hole was, both women so captivated by looking through the red ringed crater and into Rory’s bowels they didn’t even realise Rory was somehow finding the strength to keep her ass in the air.



Rory wasn’t sure where she was finding the strength to do this, but she knew her Mom and Paris would want to check out her gaping ass hole which felt like the whole of Stars Hollow had been shoved up it. Deciding to go for a slightly less big exaggeration Rory panted, “Wow… it feels like you shoved a truck up my ass.”



“Looks that way too.” Lorelai grinned, happy to see that while Rory was tired she was okay, “How did it feel before, you know, when the truck was inside your ass?”



“Mmmmmmm, it felt great. I loved getting my ass double fucked.” Rory said dreamily.



“Really? I couldn’t tell considering how hard you came.” Paris said dryly.



“Please, I’m my mother’s daughter, which makes me a total anal slut.” Rory grinned.



“True.” Lorelai agreed as she picked up a camera, “Now let’s just see how slutty you can be…”



Wish 33



“I wish you’d let me take some photos of your gaping back hole.” Lorelai wished.



Grinning happily Rory wiggled her ass invitingly, enticing her mother to take a few shots before she reached back to spread her butt cheeks wide so her gaping back hole seemed even more obscenely stretched out.



“Okay, now Paris, get into frame.” Lorelai told the blonde who happily complied, Lorelai taking several snapshots before silently switching places with Paris.



In the end Lorelai had some great shots of herself and Paris posing proudly next to the ass hole they both stretched out, even able to take one of them together which was Lorelai’s favourite as it had both of their faces pressed against Rory’s butt cheeks and right next to Rory’s destroyed back hole, Paris with her usual proud but stoic look while Lorelai herself grinned goofily and gave the camera a big old thumbs up.



“That’s definitely going up in the bedroom.” Lorelai said to herself as she sifted through the photos on her digital camera before her eyes shifted to Rory who was still obediently remaining in place.



Wish 34



“I wish you would clean the cocks that have just been up your ass.” Lorelai wished.



While she moved a little slowly and gingerly a wicked grin crossed Rory’s face as she got down on her knees in front of the other two women, making as if she was going to swallow her Mom’s cock at first, before switching to Paris’s at the last minute.



Lorelai scowled at this action, but it was hard to stay mad as she watched her daughter slowly open her mouth and swallowed the head of the butt flavoured dildo, Rory loudly moaning as she tasted the deepest part of her ass.



“Wow, I never imagined you’d be so nasty.” Paris murmured as Rory began to bob her head up and down on the fake dick.



“Oh, Rory’s a total ATM whore, just like her Mommy.” Lorelai grinned.



“Yes, she is.” Paris agreed, still captivated by her friend sucking her cock.



Wanting to show just how nasty and whoreish she could be Rory slowly lowered her mouth down on the dildo, inch after inch sliding down her throat until she had swallowed the whole thing. She then held that position for almost a minute, Rory able to hold back her gagging reflex and the urge to choke long enough to suck on the lower part of the dick while the upper part of it was lodged deep within her throat. As a result of this Rory felt like she could taste her own ass in her mouth and her throat at the same time.



Instead of immediately removing her mouth and gasping for air Rory began bobbing her head all the way up and down the shaft, only occasionally pausing to lewdly and loudly suck on the fake cock, just to make absolutely sure she had sucked off all of her butt juices. Even when she was sure Rory continued sucking on Paris’s strap-on for several minutes, partly to double and triple check she had got all the yummy ass flavour, and partly because she knew her mother was waiting impatiently for Rory to clean her cock.



“Come on Rory.” Lorelai whined, “Come suck Mommy’s dick. You made Mommy’s dick all messy with your slutty little ass juices, now you need to come clean them up.”



After briefly grinning around the cock in her mouth Rory finally did what her Mom wanted and switched over, grinning again as she took Paris’s dildo out of her mouth and found her Mommy’s dick only inches away from her face.



“Sorry Mommy.” Rory said in her best little girl voice, “I got lost sucking my own yummy ass juices off Paris’s cock. I didn’t mean to neglect my Mommy’s dick, especially not after all the pleasure it’s given me.”



“It’s okay, Mommy forgives her little girl, just so long as she does a good job of sucking her Mommy’s dick clean.” Lorelai said, firmly pressing her strap-on to Rory’s lips.



Not bothering to reply again Rory simply parted her lips and allowed her Mom to slide the dildo inside her mouth, Rory loudly moaning as again she tasted the deepest part of her rectum on a fake dick.



Without another cock to suck Rory really took her time cleaning this cock, only gently sucking on the head for several minutes before beginning to move her lips up and down the first few inches. As she settled into a steady rhythm with this Rory looked up at her Mom who stared back at her lustfully, Rory doing her best to look sweet and innocent as she bobbed her head on that butt flavoured cock. Rory wasn’t sure how she could possibly look sweet and innocent doing this, but her mother assured her she could, and that it was an incredible turn on for her.



Rory wondered if she continued looking sweet and innocent when she slowly started taking more of the dildo passed her lips until it hit the back of her mouth. How about when she started sliding that fake cock down her throat? Or when her lips reached the base? And then there was the moment she started bobbing her head up and down the entire length of a dick strapped around her own mother’s waist, just so she could be absolutely sure she had sucked off every drop of her own ass juices from this dildo just as she had done to the cock strapped around her friend’s waist. Did she really look sweet and/or innocent through any of this?

Authors note



This story is based on Heroes. It’s the last chapter of a 10 part series. The previous chapters couldn’t be posted on this website because Claire was under 18 while this chapter takes place in a alternative season 4 after Claire has turned 18. Most of the storyline is explained within the chapter so I felt it could work as a one shot.




*



“Are you ok? You’re very quiet.” Mr Bennet observed.



“I’m fine.” Claire said unconvincingly.



The silence returned to the car for a while before Mr Bennet said, “I told you, Hiro can teleport most of your stuff to your door room but to have you just appear in your room is not a good idea. There’ll be so busy with their own unpacking they’ll figure they just missed seeing most of your unpacking, but people need to remember seeing you arrive.”



“I know, and I know this is supposed to be Daddy-daughter bonding time, I just…” Claire stammered, trying to find the words, “Do you think it’s possible for people to fall out of love?”



“Honest answer?” Mr Bennet asked, glancing from the road to his daughter’s face which was difficult to read. He decided to go with honesty, “I think relationships can be very complicated. People can fall madly in love and then the spark which originally brought them together can go out in a flash or slowly fade. For others the intensity for each other may fade but love remains. It’s all a question whether what the people were feeling was just lust or real love.”



“Gee, thanks.” Claire huffed.



There was more silence and then Mr Bennet said, “You’re worried about Elle?”



“No.” Claire lied briefly, before adding, “It’s just that… she wasn’t sad. I’m off to college, stuck sharing a room with some girl I don’t even know, and I don’t know when I’m even going to see the girl I love again, and she doesn’t even care.”



There was more silence and then Mr Bennet said, “For what it’s worth, I think she cares. I truly think she cares about you more than anyone else she’s ever known. If she didn’t, I would have probably killed her by now.”



“Then why didn’t she cry? Why didn’t she tell me she was going to miss me? I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest, and she doesn’t care!” Claire said, fighting back the tears.



There was more silence and then Mr Bennet said, “Perhaps she’s being mature for once. Understanding this is something you both agreed too and is willing to put on a brave face and just get through it.”



Claire felt like yelling at her father again, but she knew it would be a waste of breath. It was an argument they’d had repeatedly since Claire got into Arlington VA. Claire hadn’t wanted to go. She wanted to train to be a company agent so she could be close to Elle. Her parents wanted her to go to college first, get a good education and at least consider the possibility of doing something else. So she made a deal with them, she would go to Arlington VA, do all the normal College girl things like staying in dorms, etc and once she graduated if she still wanted to join the company not only would she get trained by Elle but she would get trained to be Elle’s partner.



In the long term it was a great deal, but as the start of term drew closer and closer the idea of being away from Elle for so long had become unbearable so naturally Claire had tried and failed to get a better deal. Now she was resigned to her fate, a fate which would be much more bearable if Elle seemed at least a little upset about Claire leaving.



“I get that.” Claire sighed away her frustration as best she could, “And, I want to believe she still feels the same way about me that I do about her… and I kind of do, I just… I just wish she told me she was going to miss me, that’s all.”



*



A few hours later Claire was sitting on her new bed thinking about Elle. She occasionally thought about how she regretted not talking to her father on the long drive over, and how she probably should start knocking on some nearby doors and make some friends, etc, but she kept coming back to her girlfriend.



Dozens of questions echoed through Claire’s mind repeatedly. Was Elle getting bored of her? Was she doing something wrong? Was she not doing something right? What was going on with them?



Trying to focus on something else Claire once again looked across at the bags which were on the bed opposite to the bed she was now sitting on. They had been there when she arrived, her new roommate already claiming the bed she wanted before leaving and, presumably, actually doing what Claire should be doing right now and going to explore the surroundings and try and make some friends.



Claire sighed. If there had been one thing she had been obsessing over almost as much as the situation with Elle was how she was going to get on with this girl, who ever she was. Would they find common ground and become friends? Would they fail to connect and end up awkward acquaintances? What happens if she ended up hating her new roommate, or what happened if her new roommate ended up hating her. After all, it wasn’t like Claire was going to come out to her new roomie immediately after introductions, but at the same time she didn’t want to hide who she was, and how many girls would be cool with rooming with a dyke? About a year ago Claire had liked to think of herself as open minded, but she probably would have been a little worried about sharing a room with a lesbian, which was ironic as she could no longer sleep properly unless she was in Elle’s arms.



The last thought reminded Claire she was probably in for a lot of sleepless nights.



Just then her phone went off. Checking caller ID Claire frowned. Think of the devil and she will eventually call you.



“Hey cheerleader, what are you wearing?” Elle greeted cheerily down the phone.



“You saw me a few hours ago. You know what I’m wearing.” Claire reminded glumly.



“Oh don’t be a spoilsport pom-pom.” Elle huffed, “Hey, how about this one… have you still got that butt plug up your ass? I can’t remember if you took it out or not this morning.”



“I’m not playing Elle.” Claire grumbled.



“Well, someone’s acting all Little Miss Cranky Pants all of a sudden.” Elle grumbled back, “What’s got you all cranky Little Miss Cranky Pants?”



Claire was dumbfounded, “You really don’t know?”



“Why would I?” Elle shrugged.



Trying her best to not cry out in frustration Claire said, “Elle, I know you don’t get some social aspects, and you’ve never had a relationship before, and I love you, I really do, but sometimes you can just be such a bitch.”



There was a moment of silence in which Claire found herself quickly regretting her words.



“Look… I’m sorry, but this whole leaving home thing is a really big deal for me and, and I really need to know that you’re going to miss me.” Claire explained softly.



“But I’m not.” Elle said nonchalantly.



“You’re, you’re not?” Claire said weakly.



“Why would I?” Elle asked.



“Why?” Claire repeated in disbelief, slowly becoming angry, “I don’t know… because I’m your girlfriend? Because you love me? Because we’re not going to see each other again for weeks?”



“Claire… look up.” Elle said softly.



Just then there was a knock on Claire’s door, the words and the sound getting Claire to look up to see someone standing in her doorway who immediately had her standing up and breathlessly crying out, “Elle?”



“Hey roomie.” Elle grinned, slowly walking over to her stunned girlfriend.



Words began slowly and softly falling out of Claire’s mouth, “What… how… why… roomie?”



“You know, you’re so freaking adorable when you’re flustered.” Elle said, gently taking Claire’s face in her hands, “I mean you’re always the cutest thing ever, but when you get like this, I don’t know whether to squeeze you until you pop, or fuck you until you scream my name.”



Elle then gently kissed Claire who continued to look dumbfounded for a few more moments before softly repeating, “Roomie?”



“Uh-huh. Roomie. As in roommate. As in your new.” Elle beamed.



Claire blinked and then softly asked, “How?”



“Well, a couple of months ago your Dad pulled me aside and asked me to help him and your Mom to get you to go to college. They were totally willing to let me live somewhere on a campus to watch over you, but then I thought, hey, I’ve never been to college, and most people think I’m still in my teens when they first meet me, so why don’t I follow you to college?” Elle explained with a grin, “I mean, it wasn’t a super easy thing. I only got a really basic education, and I never really got any qualifications from it. After all, it’s easier to control someone like me if we don’t have the necessary paperwork to apply for a decent job. So, technically, I’m not really qualified to be here. Your Dad had to pull some strings. But that wasn’t the hard part. That was convincing your parents to go along with my plan. They thought it was a little mean, and I’m a little surprise that they actually went through with it, but I’m so glad they did as just the look on your face right now makes it all worth it.”



There was a moment of silence as Claire just stared at Elle blankly.



“But the question is, what do we do now?” Elle wondered, looking thoughtful for a moment before her eyes lit up, “Oh, I know. I’ll go out and come back in again and we can pretend like we’ve never met before. It’ll be great. Plus I’ll have a second chance to seduce my way into Claire Bennet’s panties. I mean, it probably won’t be much of a challenge considering how easy it was the first time, but what the hell, it should be a fun couple of seconds.”



Practically giddy with excitement Elle happily skipped out of the room, closing the door behind her only to reopen it, look around the room and pretend like she was just spotting Claire.



“Hi, you must be my new roommate.” Elle greeted cheerfully approaching the other girl with an outstretched hand for her to shake, “Nice to meet you.”



Claire’s eyes glanced down to Elle’s hand but otherwise she continued to stare dumbfound at her girlfriend.



“Ok… I’m Elle Bishop.” Elle introduced herself, “I’m from Michigan originally, but I lived in a lot of boring places and ended up graduating with honours from Costa Verde High in California, where I scored some decent but unspectacular grades, before literally twisting a few arms to get into this place. How about you?”



There was silence as Claire’s dumbfounded look slowly turned into a glare.



“Not much of a talker are you?” Elle asked rhetorically, before a wicked smile slowly began crossing her face as she again closed the gap between them, “That’s ok, we don’t have to talk. In fact let’s put a hold on all the small talk and just skip straight to the sex. I mean, from what I’ve heard in college it’s practically mandatory for girls to get drunk and experiment with their sexuality, although not necessarily at the same time, which is good because I don’t have any booze on me right now but I still totally want to fuck you. Mmmmmmmm, I totally hit the jackpot with you. You’re even hotter than I dreamed you’d be and I’m going to enjoy every moment of fucking you all over this room. Can you see it? Because I can. I can see us having lots of sex in this room. Lots, and lots, and lots. Oh, if you were a cheerleader it would be perfect. Fucking a cheerleader is my biggest fantasy, but fucking my college room mate is a very close second, one which I can’t wait to come true.”



With that Elle leant forward and pressed her lips to Claire’s, the other blonde remaining unresponsive as her girlfriend began kissing her neck when Claire finally growled, “You’re such a bitch.”



“Well, that’s not a very nice way to greet your new room mate/lover.” Elle pouted, “I mean jeez, we’ve only just met, and ok, I can be a bitch but…”



“I hate you.” Claire interrupted, sounding more angry than Elle had ever seen her, not that this discouraged the sociopath any.



“That’s unfortunate, but I guess we can always have hate sex. That would be fun. Just… be gentle with me, at least the first time, ok? I’m a virgin.” Elle whispered the last part, struggling not to burst out laughing as she did so.



“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” Claire grumbled.



Elle grinned, “I love you too pom-pom.”



“And your second first impression sucked.” Claire huffed.



“Was my first really that great?” Elle questioned, still very much all smiles, “I mean, didn’t I shoot you and your boyfriend out of the sky?”



“The first time was way better. I mean virgin, really?” Claire snapped, fighting back tears, “You think this is funny? You made me think you didn’t love me any more?”



“You really thought that?” Elle asked, suddenly becoming very serious.



Claire paused and softly replied, “Yes.”



“Well you shouldn’t.” Elle said, slowly moving forward, “Ever. I love you Claire. More than anything.”



“Well then act like it.” Claire huffed.



“Ok.” Elle grinned wickedly, quickly grabbing a soft hold of Claire and kissing the other girl softly before moving her lips down to her.



“You know that’s not what I meant.” Claire grumbled while trying and failing not to moan.



“I know. And I promise never to be so mean to you again.” Elle swore softly, although her tone of voice confirmed what both girls already knew, Elle would probably never stopped toying with Claire, “But you know I find actions more fun than words, especially when it comes to showing you how much I care. And… I think you find it more fun too.”



Claire moaned as Elle’s fingers rubbed up against her most sensitive spot through her clothes, “Stop it, oh, no…”



Immediately doing just that Elle pulled away and frowned, “Do you really mean that pom-pom?”



“Well… I’m still really mad at you.” Claire pouted, and then cracked a smile, “I should really withhold sex from you altogether for a few weeks, just to punish you, but we both know I probably wouldn’t last five seconds.”



“You wouldn’t.” Elle grinned boastfully.



“So…” Claire said, another smile crossing her face although this one wicked and even playful, “I’m just going to have to find another way to punish you.”



“Ooooooh. Like what cheerleader?” Elle grinned happily, “Are you going to give me a spanking? Are you going to have to spank my naughty little bottom for tricking you?”



“For starters.” Claire said, “Then I’m going to fuck your slutty little ass. Way harder than you fucked mine this morning. Make sure your ass will be aching inside and out when I’m done with you.”



“Sounds fun.” Elle beamed, “But first, let’s really make the beginning of college memorable.”



Claire frowned, “How?”



Elle grinned, “Follow me.”



Before Claire had the chance to protest she was being dragged by her hand out of her room and into the bathroom she now shared with half a dozen other girls. Of course even before Elle had locked the door behind them and looked at Claire with that signature wicked grin of hers the former cheerleader knew exactly what her girlfriend had in mind.



“No.” Claire said firmly.



“Oh come on pom-pom. It’ll be romantic. A reminder of our first time.” Elle said wistfully.



“There was nothing romantic about our first time, and I’m not reliving it with you now.” Claire said, adding before Elle could say anything, “Why? Because I don’t want my first impression to be of me screaming in pleasure as your fucking me. Being known as a lesbian is one thing. If anyone doesn’t like that about me that’s their problem. But being known as a lesbian slut is another. Even if it’s true I don’t want anyone saying that behind my back. Just you to my face when we’re fucking.”



“Well, I think you should be proud of the total lesbian slut you are.” Elle said, ever the supportive girlfriend, “But you don’t have to worry. I made sure the place was suited to our needs before anyone got here, which included soundproofing our room and this one.”



“Really?” Claire said, raising an eyebrow.



“Really, really.” Elle smiled mischievously, “So… can we have sex now?”



Claire sighed, “How can I resist such a romantic proposal.”



Grinning happily Elle roughly kissed Claire and then began undressing her. Claire was a little reluctant at first, but was pretty eager when it came time to return the favour, both of their clothes soon laying strewed around them as they fell into another kiss, this one the roughest so far as Claire put her all into it.



“Just one thing…” Claire said.



“Oh, I love Demanding Cheerleader Barbie.” Elle beamed.



Claire glared at her girlfriend, and then grabbed her, lifted her up and placed Elle down on the sink, “This time you can be the one sitting uncomfortably.”



“Ooooooh, I love Take Charge Cheerleader Barbie even more than Demanding Cheerleader Barbie.” Elle laughed, Claire quickly shutting her up with a hard kiss.



The kiss got increasingly harder to the point where it could have easily been mistaken for an act of violence, as could the way they were grinding against each other, their tits, nipples and most importantly pussies rubbing against each other in just the right way to drive them both crazy.



In a reverse of their first time it was Claire who was the first to slam her fingers into the other blonde, Elle’s wet pussy welcoming those fingers as the electricity thrower moaned happily into Claire’s mouth and then eagerly returned the favour.



As she began steadily finger fucking her girlfriend Claire thought, and not for the first time, how weird it was that sometimes sex with Elle could be like this. After all Elle and Claire usually teased each other first, sometimes for hours until the other was begging and pleading for it, and even then sometimes the final release was still caused by gentle fucking. And yet at times like this it only seemed to take a few minutes for Claire to reach her peak, her countless hours of Elle fucking telling Claire that her girlfriend was just as close to cumming as she was.



To be fair they were both totally cheating, and of course Elle had started it. Specifically, Elle had began curling her fingers inside of Claire, relentlessly attacking her G-spot as the sadistic blonde used her thumb to start an equally relentless attack on Claire’s clit. What was Claire supposed to do? Not immediately retaliate by using her own fingers and thumb to curl and rub Elle’s most easily stimulated spots? Claire couldn’t even imagine doing that, and she certainly didn’t.



What Claire did do was fuck her girlfriend hard and rough as Elle did the same to her, the two blondes barely pausing for breath as they finger fucked each other to a powerful climax.



Elle had been hoping for a little more build up to her first orgasm in her new home, but it was hard to complain when her cheerleader’s pretty little fingers were fucking her so good. Plus, while she certainly hoped to make Claire beg and plead for her first climax in their new home Elle was confident she’d have her girlfriend begging and pleading for her soon enough. So when Elle was unable to resist playing dirty, and Claire of course returned the favour, it was no big deal. In fact as her orgasm washed over her Elle decided it was probably for the best, as this way it took off the edge of not cumming for nearly a whole eight long hours. Now the real fun could begin.



That didn’t mean Elle didn’t do everything in her power to enjoy her first climax.



Aside from giving Claire everything she had, ensuring the good little cheerleader would return the favour, Elle finally broke the marathon kissing session the two blondes had been passionately engaging in and just stared into the eyes of the girl she loved.



Elle timed this perfectly to be just before they went over the edge, the two lovers staring deep into each other’s souls as they simultaneously orgasmed.



Thanks to this Elle was able to see total love and devotion in the eyes of her girlfriend, Elle having absolutely no doubt Claire was seeing the same thing in her eyes, the silent declaration of love making the moment perfect.

The moment that followed was almost as perfect, the two girls slipping into a gentle kiss as they enjoyed the afterglow. Then Claire began quickly kissing her way down Elle’s neck and chest to her girlfriend’s tits, immediately using her tongue on one of the other blonde’s nipples before taking it into her mouth to gently suck on it.



“Ohhhhhh, yes, that’s it cheerleader, suck my titties. Mmmmmm, that feels so good.” Elle moaned softly, cupping Claire’s head and gently pushing it into her cleavage, “Yes, suck it, mmmmmmmm, yes lick it too. Oh, good girl.”



Claire knew her girlfriend was only going to get louder and ruder with her words, which normally Claire loved, but even if this room was soundproof there was a chance someone would still here Elle. It was unlikely, but if Elle was loud enough and someone checked the bathroom was occupied at the right moment they just might hear something.



Of course the longer they stayed in the bathroom the greater chance they had of being discovered, and Claire really didn’t want to be nicknamed ‘That Bathroom Dyke’ or something. So Claire moved as quickly as she could, going back and forth between Elle’s tits for only a few brief minutes before she kissed her way down her girlfriend’s body, giving Elle just enough foreplay to ensure her pussy would be nice and ready for the licking Claire intended to give it.



As she got down on her knees in front of the older blonde Claire briefly considered the fact that because of the earlier fingering she probably could have just dropped to her knees right away. Then again there was something to be said for having a little build up, and after skipping it once already Claire had no intention of doing it again.



That was why instead of immediately beginning to tongue fuck Elle’s cunt Claire slid her tongue over the other girl’s pussy lips in one gentle if quick lick, Claire repeating this action over and over as Elle moaned happily, “Yeeeeessssssss! Lick me cheerleader! Lick my fucking cunt! Oooooooh, my girlfriend is such a great little cunt lapper! Mmmmmmm, eat my fucking pussy pom-pom! Oh yeeeeeessssss! Just like that! Yeeeeesssssss! Ooooooohhhhhh!”



Ignoring Elle’s increasingly loud moans Claire continued to gently lick the other girl’s pussy lips, just up and down for quite a while before she began sliding her tongue clockwise and anticlockwise, and even began lingering on the entrance to Elle’s cunt. Claire purposely left out Elle’s clit from all the attention, until Claire was sure she had given her girlfriend a decent amount of foreplay by any reasonable standard. That was when Claire clamped her mouth around Elle’s clit and sucked it as hard as she could.



“Ooooooooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk!” Elle screamed joyfully, “I, fuck, oh, oh Gooooooooddddddd yeeeeeesssssssss! Fuck me! OH! OH FUCK YES!”



As Elle screamed incoherently Claire moved her mouth downwards ever so slightly so she could thrust her tongue deep into her girlfriend’s pussy.



Again wanting to provide at least a little build up Claire tongue fucked Elle softly, at least after the initial thrust, deliberately avoiding the older blonde’s most sensitive of spots even though the former cheerleader had memorised where all of them were and could have easily made Elle cum in seconds if she wanted too.



This lack of focus was not something Elle approved of, “Come on cheerleader, mmmmmmmm, we both know you can do better than this. Ohhhhhhhh, yes, that’s, mmmmmmm, that’s good, but you can do better. So do it. Fuck me. Fuck me nice and hard with your cute little cheerleader tongue. Ooooooooh, don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about. Get that tongue to work Missy. Fuck me. Oh, that’s a little better. Now give it to me. Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!”



Elle was cut off from her train of thought when she got exactly what she was asking for, at least for a few seconds. Claire slammed her tongue in and out of Elle’s pussy, easily hitting all of the most sensitive areas, fucking Elle until the electric blonde was sure she was going to cum. Then just as quickly as the hard tongue fucking began it stopped, that orgasm Elle was so sure she was about to have suddenly torn from her grasp.



“Cllllllllaaaaaiiiiiiiirrrrrrreeeeeeee! Elle whined, stretching out the younger blonde’s name out in frustration, “Don’t be like that. You know what I want. What I need. Please, oh, ahhhh, please pom-pom, fuck me. Yeeeeessssss, like that. More. Yes, oh, more. Mmmmmmm, yes fuck me. I’m so sorry Claire. I’m so sorry I played such a nasty trick on you. I’ll make it up to you I swear… ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh!”



Fighting back the urge to smile Elle stopped taunting altogether and just concentrated on moaning Claire’s name, making sure to use the real one as opposed to all the fun nicknames she had for her.



When it came to sex Elle was used to doing whatever she wanted, but with Claire, it was different. Elle actually cared about the other blonde, and didn’t mind playing nice to get what she wanted, or even just playing nice because it was what Claire wanted. In this case it was a combination of both, but Elle quickly found herself unable to care about the reason as all that really mattered to her was that Claire began to tongue fuck her exactly the way she wanted, hard and fast as she attacked all of her sweet spots.



It was difficult for Elle not to scream anything except Claire’s name for a little while, but then as her orgasm approached it became difficult to imagine she could really say anything coherently. Then when that talented little tongue repeatedly curled upwards to hit her G-spot Elle couldn’t even think about anything, let alone what to say. All she could do was scream and shudder as a powerful climax washed over her, quickly followed by another, and another, and another.



Even though Claire knew Elle didn’t deserve it, and they really should be trying to get out of the bathroom as fast as they could, the masochistic blonde couldn’t help continuing to fuck her sadistic girlfriend, making her cum multiple times. Claire even switched her tongue with her fingers so she could fuck Elle and suck on her clit, which of course only made Elle scream louder and the whole thing take longer.



Claire was too lost in eating pussy to care, but when she finally removed her mouth and tongue from Elle’s cunt and began kissing her way up the older blonde’s body it all came rushing back to her. Of course Elle’s lips briefly took it away again, but then it quickly returned for a second time after their latest kiss was broken.



“We should go.” Claire panted.



“Awww. We just got here.” Elle whined, before a little smile crossed her face as she decided to try a different tactic, “Don’t you want a turn?”



“Sure, when we get back to our room.” Claire said firmly, quickly adding “Look, we did things your way, and I admit it was kind of fun to take a trip down memory lane, but we can’t hog this room. It would be too suspicious.”



“Because two girls in a bathroom together for a short time isn’t suspicious at all.” Elle said dryly.



“No, it is… if they’re seen.” Claire pointed out, “But we weren’t going in, and you’re going to wait a few minutes before following me out. That way we at least have a chance of not getting caught.”



“Jeez, you are determined to stay in the closet here aren’t you cheerleader?” Elle questioned rhetorically, more than a little disappointment in her voice.



“You know that’s not true.” Claire sighed, before holding out her little finger, “Now pinky swear you’ll wait before following me.”



Elle pouted like a spoilt child, but reluctantly linked little fingers with Claire and mumbled in a little girl’s voice, “I promise.”



Knowing that was the best she was going to get Claire let go of the other blonde’s pinky finger and started dressing as quickly as she could. Elle just watched for a few moments, then Claire gave her a stern look. Elle then sighed, jumped off the sink and also started retrieving her clothes.



Waiting until they were both fully dressed and Elle was reluctantly hiding Claire slowly opened the door and peaked out. Seeing the coast was clear Claire quickly stepped out, shut the door behind her and made her way to her room. Before she could get there she noticed a girl making her way down the corridor with a box so big she was struggling to see past it.



Eager for the chance to actually make a good first impression Claire said, “Here, let me help you.”



“Thanks.” The girl replied, welcoming the additional help as she guided Claire into a room a couple of doors down from the new room of the former cheerleader and her sadistic girlfriend.



The floor was covered in boxes, probably meaning the girl had been going back and forth unloading her stuff.



Once the box was down on the ground with all the other boxes Claire got a good look at the other girl, a pretty brunette who while not being a total stunner definitely wasn’t plain. Cute. Claire hated the word as it was something she had been called her whole life, and to a sickening degree lately, but she had to admit it definitely suited the other girl, who after a brief pause extended her hand, “Hi… I’m Gretchen.”



Claire smiled and shook Gretchen’s hand, “Claire.”



“I know.” Gretchen blushed.



“How?” Claire asked, genuinely confused as Gretchen blushed even more. Then all of a sudden a horrible idea came to mind, “You… you didn’t hear, did you?”



“I think the whole campus heard.” Gretchen said, quickly adding when Claire blushed even more than she was, “Not that I mind. In fact, I think you’re so… I don’t know, courageous? I don’t know, I just… I wish I was sexually free as you. I mean, I’m no prude, but making another girl scream your name that loud your first day here… I mean, wow. Just, wow. You must be a total stud.”



“Actually she’s the bottom in our relationship.” Elle interrupted from the doorway, not really liking the way the brunette was holding her Claire’s hand, but that didn’t stop her from smiling as she added, “Well, most of the time.”



Relationship. Of course Gretchen thought. The good ones were always taken. Then again from the looks of it that applied to both beautiful blondes.



“You’re very lucky.” Gretchen smiled at the newcomer.



“I know.” Elle grinned, walking into the room and taking the stunned Claire by the hand, “Claire is the best thing that ever happened to me. And no matter what I do, even when I’m trying to push her away cause I know I don’t deserve her, she stays with me.”



“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” Claire huffed.



“Awww, come on pom-pom. You know you love me.” Elle grinned, “Besides, we both know what happens when I get naughty and be all mean to you…”



“Elle!” Claire scalded, before turning to Gretchen, “I’m sorry about that. She was raised by wolves.”



“It’s ok.” Gretchen blushed.



“Our roles are reversed.” Elle continued, ignoring Claire’s scowl, “So it’s me who gets the ass whopping instead of Claire… but she’s the real pain loving sub in our relationship and she gets real cranky if I don’t give her butt a regular hooping so she’s pretty much over my knee the moment I’m off hers.”



Knowing it was fruitless to try and reason with the shameless blonde Claire started dragging Elle away.



This only made Elle happier, “You see, my little pain slut is so eager to get her butt spanked she wants to get my punishment out of the way so I can give her what she really wants.”



Ignoring her girlfriend Claire turned back to Gretchen and said, “Nice to meet you.”



“You too.” Gretchen said, biting her lip, “Maybe we could all go for a drink sometime. You, you know… as friends.”



“Really?” Claire frowned. Gretchen nodded and a surprised Claire said, “Ok.”



“But just as friends.” Elle added firmly, “Cause Claire-bear is all mine. I’m not sharing her.”



“Elle!” Claire sighed as she pulled the other blonde out of Gretchen’s room and into the corridor.



“What?” Elle laughed as she was dragged back to her new room, “Didn’t you see the way she was looking at you? She totally wants what’s mine, and you know how much I hate it when other people touch my stuff.”



Claire glared back at Elle, slammed the door behind them and practically growled, “You’re just asking for it, aren’t you?”



“Maybe.” Elle said in a singsong voice.



Again Claire glared, but this time a smile crossed her face, “Strip.”



Smiling happily back Elle did what she was told, a little disappointed when Claire began rummaging around in a bag rather than watch her get naked. On the bright side she didn’t waste time on being seductive and just stripped down to her birthday suit ready for the fun to begin again.



Frowning Claire looked up from one of her bags and asked, “Is this room really soundproof?”



“Maybe.” Elle said again in a singsong voice.



Again Claire frowned, smiled and then pulled out a ball gag.



“Awww, no fair.” Elle huffed.



“Elle…” Claire began.



“Oh come on cheerleader!” Elle interrupted, “Everyone heard me already so what’s the point of keeping quiet now?”



“The point is it’s bad enough everybody already knows we’re lesbian sluts. I don’t want them all to know we’re pain sluts too.” Claire said.



“I thought that was just you.” Elle grumbled.



“It isn’t.” Claire said, “Look Elle, you were too mean to me today. And you did it deliberately to push my buttons, just so I would do this. Now stop making a fuss and pretending like this isn’t something you want.”



There was a pause and then Elle opened her mouth, allowing Claire to insert the gag into her girlfriend’s mouth and tighten the straps around the back of her head firmly, but not painfully so. Claire then retrieved a pair of handcuffs which Elle reacted more positively to, turning around and placing her hands behind her back so that the former cheerleader could secured them in place. Once they were Claire sat down on one of the beds, the one she guessed was hers by default given Elle had claimed the other with her bag. Patiently Claire waited for Elle to turn around again and look at her. When she did Claire patted her knee. Elle gave her a look.



“What did I just say about making a fuss?” Claire asked with a raised eyebrow.



Elle pouted but did what she knew Claire wanted her to do, namely bend over for her spanking. Given her hands were restrained behind her back it wasn’t the easiest of tasks, but it was one Elle was familiar with.



Once Elle was in place Claire ran a hand over her girlfriend’s butt, lightly squeezing and pinching the soft yet firm flesh.



In their normal roles this was something Elle like to do a lot. In fact Claire could remember on more than one occasion Elle had become so lost in playing with her ass that she hadn’t begun the spanking for a whole five minutes. That was a long time for anyone to be bent over someone else’s knee getting their ass groped.



Claire didn’t take quite so long, but she went pretty close to it. Not because she became lost in feeling up Elle’s ass, although it was a very grope-able ass in Claire’s opinion, but because she wanted to tease Elle.



Elle loved to tease, but a little ironically she had very little patience. She could force herself to wait, but out of the two of them it was easily Claire who was the better teaser because when she teased she could do it for hours if necessary, and welcomed the chance to drive Elle crazy.



Although she didn’t tease Elle for hours with this particular act, Claire kept the teasing thing up for while. Even when she finally began spanking Elle the blows were few and far between, Claire continuing to happily play with the other blonde’s ass in between pretty soft strikes.



Slowly Claire made those strikes harder and more frequent, but at the same time they were close to what Claire was capable of. Then all of a sudden and without warning Claire began spanking Elle with every ounce of her strength.



Elle briefly wondered if Claire was trying to just get the spanking over with, but she kept it up, smacking Elle’s ass over and over again even though the sound echoed throughout the room, the older blonde’s yelps of pain being almost as audible despite being muffled through the gag.



This made Elle very proud.



She had been a total bitch to Claire and totally deserved to get her ass spanked. Claire was manning up to show she wouldn’t stand for it and give Elle exactly what she deserved. Well, actually she deserved much, much worse.



If there was really any justice in the world Elle wouldn’t have Claire. Elle didn’t deserve Claire. She was a broken toy, a sociopath, a stupid little puppet who had tortured and killed not just because it was her job, but because she had liked it. Because it had been fun.



Meanwhile Claire was perfect. Even after Elle had corrupted her, seduced her, tried to make her as dirty and twisted as she was deep down Claire was still pure of heart. If Elle looked up the word good in the dictionary she was positive she would find a picture of Claire smiling back at her.



Elle didn’t deserve Claire. That was a fact Elle liked to remind Claire of from time to time, mostly screwing with her like she had done today, metaphorically pushing her and screaming ‘you’re to good for me’. Elle had actually said that out loud once or twice and Claire’s responded always had been that she didn’t care what either of them deserved, they were soul mates and there was nothing Elle could ever do that would push Claire away. Elle had taken that as a challenge somewhat, but she had only half-heartedly tried as the truth was Elle was nothing without Claire. She loved Claire so much she didn’t want Claire to have to be with her, but at the same time Elle never wanted to let Claire go. It was really fucked up, but then again Elle was really fucked up.



A particularly hard hit reminded Elle of the other reason she was so proud of Claire, that being her cheerleader was now making all the noise in the world seemingly without caring about the consequences. Of course there wouldn’t be any as the room really was soundproof, but Elle figured it would be more fun to withhold that information, at least for now.



As Claire was operating under the assumption that the room wasn’t soundproof the former cheerleader tried to find the middle in between giving Elle a nice hard spanking and making sure it didn’t go so long that eventually someone would complain. It proved a impossible task as to give Elle what she deserved Claire had to spank her long and hard enough so that her girlfriend’s ass cheeks turned a bright pink at which point Claire was pretty sure her reputation had been even more damage than Elle’s ass.



So Claire took her frustrations out on Elle’s ass, first with her hand, then she decided to use something else.



“Get on the bed.” Claire ordered after she pushed Elle off her. Surprisingly without complaining Elle did as she was told, after which Claire put a couple of pillows in the middle of the bed, pointed to them and ordered, “Lay down across these.”



Again without protesting Elle did as she was told, the older girl probably having a good idea of what was about to happen given how the pillows kept her ass up in the air.



In truth Elle was expecting Claire to get a paddle, or whip, or one of the many other spanking devices she had brought with them, and she was sure Claire had done the same. However when the cheerleader walked round to face Elle what she had in her hand was definitely something Elle was going to enjoy a whole lot more.



Claire noted the look of happiness that crossed Elle’s face, which caused her to grin, “I wouldn’t look so smug, your punishment isn’t over so this, isn’t going in your pussy. It’s going up your ass.”



Of course if anything Elle preferred anal sex over the regular kind, but both girls knew this was more about providing an outlet for Claire to take out her frustrations, which was something both blondes welcomed. However Claire had no intention of doing that until Elle was properly prepared, so after she strapped on the cock in front of the other girl Claire got in position behind her girlfriend and gently spread her ass cheeks.

Claire briefly paused to lustfully stare at the tight butt hole she would soon be fucking before she leant forward, spat on Elle’s back hole and then slid her tongue over it.



Elle moaned through her gag in response from the first lick, the electric blonde than continuing to moan as Claire settled into giving her a thorough rim job.



Claire had been a fast learner and was now pretty much an expert in all the kinky acts of lesbian sex Elle was into. Sometimes Elle forgot just how good Claire had become, and this was definitely one of those times, Elle’s eyelids fluttering as Claire’s skilful tongue probed her butt hole.



Not missing a trick Claire began to break away from Elle’s ass hole to lick up and down the crack of her ass and even covering her butt cheeks in light kisses, deliberately postponing working on Elle’s back hole just to tease the sadistic blonde.



It was difficult for Claire not to lower her head down further so she could give Elle’s pussy a little licking, but the former cheerleader knew she couldn’t do that. If she did a little licking would quickly turn into tongue fucking Elle until the older blonde’s cum flooded Claire’s mouth and that wouldn’t really allow Claire to work out her frustration. A part of Claire argued she could just tongue fuck Elle to just one orgasm, or maybe two, but again Claire couldn’t trust herself not to become so lost in eating Elle’s pussy that she spent all night pleasuring her girlfriend instead of doing what she really wanted to her.



So Claire stayed strong, avoiding Elle’s pussy and instead concentrating on the older girl’s ass hole, cheeks and crack, sliding her lips and tongue all over them before zoning in on the spacific area she was going to penetrate.



Gathering up as much saliva as she could Claire spat on Elle’s butt hole a few times and then pressed her tongue firmly to the tight little puckered rosebud. Using all the force she could muster Claire was able to push her tongue into Elle’s back passage and tongue fuck the other girl’s ass, her head bobbing back and forth as she thrust in and out, making that back door as wet and ready as possible. Or at least as wet and ready as possible without lube.



Despite the fact that on average they now both took at least one ass fucking a day Claire and Elle made sure to have some lubricant laying around, mostly for Elle when she was good. On this occasion Elle hadn’t been good so she wasn’t getting anything other than Claire’s spit. This way it would be initially more painful, although Claire was determined that it wouldn’t be too much which was why she took a long time before she finally pulled away.



Spitting into her hand Claire rubbed the saliva into her strap on cock, spat on Elle’s ass hole one final time and then guided the head of her strap on dick to the other blonde’s butt hole.



“Are you ready?” Claire asked.



Elle nodded and then groaned into her ball gag as her ass hole stretch to accommodate Claire’s dildo. It was a long, slow process, Claire gently opening Elle’s back door until finally that ring of flesh stretched wide enough to allow the bulbous head of the strap on dick to slide past it and into Elle’s butt.



Claire stopped immediately as Elle let out a cry of pain and waited for a few seconds. When Elle didn’t show any real signed she had any objection to continuing that was exactly what Claire did, the former cheerleader slowly beginning to slip inch after inch of dildo into her girlfriend’s ass, waiting until she was just over halfway before beginning to pump in and out of the older blonde’s pooper.



Ever since she had taken her girlfriend’s anal cherry Claire had been trying to butt fuck Elle as much as Elle butt fucked her. So far she had dismally failed, partly because Elle was far more naturally dominant than she was, partly because Elle was practically obsessed with Claire’s ass, but mostly because out of the two of them Claire was by far the biggest anal slut. However even though it was her own ass which got fucked most of the time Claire had still spent a lot of quality time fucking Elle up the butt, and she had learned a thing or two.



For example Claire had learnt it was much better to slowly push the last few inches of dildo into Elle’s tight little butt hole with some gentle thrusting as opposed to forcing it up Elle’s ass in one go. Sure, Claire could shove it up Elle’s butt in one slow thrust, but that back passage only seemed to become more unaccommodating with every additional inch of fake dick and being more used to fucking ass as opposed to taking it in the ass Elle struggled. However the way Claire slowly inserted the strap on not only minimised Elle’s pain but had the usually dominant blonde moaning like a happy submissive slut.



Once she had every inch of her strap on inside Elle’s ass Claire continued the gentle butt fucking, only breaking from her pattern to occasionally wiggle her hips to further stretch out Elle’s back passage.



A short time after starting this Elle began humping herself back against Claire’s thrusts, Claire getting her speed and timing so they were in perfect sync. However when Elle tried to pick up the pace Claire slowed down and tightened her grip on Elle’s hips. It wasn’t enough strength wise to force her to stop, but Elle got the message.



If Elle wanted to get butt fucked to orgasm she had to accept it was going to happen under Claire’s terms, not hers. That was fair considering when Elle was the one fucking Claire’s ass she always made sure her cheerleader knew who was in charge. And yeah, Elle wanted a harder ass fucking and she doubted Claire could blame her for trying to make it happen, but Elle couldn’t help being proud of her girlfriend for standing her ground. However Elle was also disappointed.



Oddly enough Elle continued to feel disappointed and yet proud as Claire gradually used every teasing trick Elle had either directly or indirectly taught her for butt fucking.



It started with the occasional hard thrust either in or out of Elle’s butt. Then it was both at the same time, then it was a series of hard thrusts, and then it was a random collection of slow, medium and hard thrusts so erratic Elle had no idea what to expect next.



After a few moments of fucking Elle’s ass at random speeds Claire began spanking the other blonde in the exact same way she was fucking her butt, slaps reigning down on Elle’s tushie at random speeds and times as Claire lustfully squeezed, pinched and groped Elle’s firm cheeks in between spanks.



Soon Elle was doing her best to beg for more through her gag but her pleas went ignored. However before Elle could no longer resist the temptation to use her power to blow the lock on the handcuffs and from their remove the ball gag, an action which would more likely prolong the torturous teasing, Claire began ever so slowly to pick up the pace. It wasn’t nearly as hard as Elle wanted, but it was hard enough to increase her pleasure and for a little while that was enough. Of course that little while didn’t last long and Elle soon found herself practically itching to cum.



It was at that moment Claire reached over, grabbed the straps to the ball gag and said, “If I take this off, do you promise to be as quiet as you can?”



Elle frantically nodded.



Much to the displeasure of both blondes Claire had to stop fucking Elle’s ass so she could concentrate on undoing the straps and removing the ball gag. After she succeeded Claire asked, “Are you sorry for being so mean to me?”



“Yes, I’m sorry Claire.” Elle said, genuinely doing her best to keep her voice as low as possible, “I know I went too far. Twice. Thrice if you count the conversation with the brunette. I just… I just couldn’t help myself. I always was a bitch… and even though you make me at least ten times a better person I’m still always going to be a bitch.”



“Shhh, it’s ok. I forgive you.” Claire said softly, before a grin crossed her face, “Besides, I don’t mind it when you’re being my bitch.”



“Ooooooh, you mean like when I’m letting you fuck me up the ass with a strap on? Do you like when I’m being that type of bitch pom-pom?” Elle asked, clearly brightening up as the conversation suddenly got a lot more fun.



“Mmmmmm, you know I do. You know I love it when you’re being my little up the butt bitch. Taking it in the ass like a good little anal slut.” Claire said, “But remind me, how does it make you feel? How’d you like being the bitch of such a slut like me? Do you like it? Do you like getting ass fucked by a slut?”



“Fuck yeah, I love it! I love getting ass fucked by you Claire.” Elle quickly replied, “I love being your bitch and taking it up the ass. Mmmmmm, I love it up the ass so much. Please fuck me cheerleader. Fuck my ass some more. Fuck your bitch up her ass some more. And do it harder. Butt fuck me hard and deep. Enjoy using me as your bitch slut, just like I’m going to enjoy using you as mine.”



“Oh, so you think I’m just going to bend over for you the second I’m done with your ass?” Claire questioned, pretending to be angry and insulted for a brief moment before adding, “Well yeah, I probably am. But first I’m going to give you the ass fucking you’ve been begging for.”



“Ohhhhhhhhh yeeeeessssss! Oh pom-pom!” Elle moaned as Claire began pumping in and out of her ass again, gradually building up speed, “Butt fuck me. Butt fuck me nice and hard. Oh, mmmmmmmm, yes, fuck my ass. Yes, come on slut, fuck my ass good. Mmmmmmm, oh yes, oh fuck me, oh, ooooooooh FUCK! YES! Fuck my ass just like that! Mmmmmmmmm, show me why I love being your bitch!”



Elle continued to moan her approval as quietly as she could, wanting to encourage the cheerleader while not upsetting her by being too loud. Of course while it really didn’t matter given the room was actually soundproof Elle wasn’t able to keep her voice down indefinitely. She was a screamer. They both were. Elle loved that, and she was pretty sure Claire did too. That was why when the time came Elle was reasonably certain Claire wouldn’t mind her screaming at the top of her lungs.



Besides, it would have been wrong for Claire to be mad at her. After all it was Claire who was doing such an amazing job of fucking Elle’s ass, the cheerleader ramming her cock in and out of the older girl’s rectum at an ever increasing speed until it was practically violent. Oh how Elle loved violent, especially in this context, the electronic blonde adoring every moment of the violent sodomising she was receiving.



Thanks to the earlier slow build up Elle’s back passage had been given plenty of time to relax and loosen up so it wasn’t just ready for a hard fucking, Elle’s ass was literally craving it. Elle wanted to get her butt fucked hard and that was exactly what her loving girlfriend was giving her, Claire pounding into Elle’s willing ass hole over, and over, and over again, causing the sound of flesh smacking off flesh to echo throughout the room.



At this point if the room wasn’t soundproof Elle was pretty sure the rest of the dorm could have heard Claire’s hips smacking into her sore ass cheeks, which were just about audible over the sound of Elle’s now completely incoherent screams.



Luckily Elle had been right earlier, Claire wasn’t upset at her screaming. In fact glancing back at the cheerleader told Elle that Claire was far too horny to care.



That simply wasn’t true. In fact Claire was terrified at any moment now there would be banging on her new door followed by screams, and even threats, for her to stop, mostly because she didn’t think she could. Even if she was threatened with expulsion Claire didn’t think she’d stop herself from fucking her girlfriend’s ass.



And why should she? She didn’t want to be here. She didn’t need a degree to be a company agent, especially not when her Daddy had control of the damn thing. Sure, he wasn’t crazy on the idea but surely there was something she could do to change his mind. And as for the rest of the dorm, screw them. They should all be so lucky to be having as much fun as Claire was at that moment.



Of course despite her current thoughts of defiance Claire knew deep down that she wasn’t nearly that bold, but while Claire doubted she could take things that far at the same time she knew whatever the future consequences she couldn’t stop butt fucking Elle right now if she tried.



Deciding to simply focus on that Claire did her best to drown out her thoughts as she continued pounding hard and deep into Elle’s pooper. More to the point she decided to concentrate on taking out her frustrations on Elle’s ass.



Claire thought how Elle had tricked her, again, lied to her, again, embarrassed her, again, played with her emotions, again. Of course the logical reaction was to break up with her, not ass fuck her to orgasm, but Claire and Elle were both twisted, as was their relationship.



Soon Claire was as lost with taking out her frustrations as Elle was lost to the pleasure flowing through her body, that pleasure exploding in the most wonderful fireworks as Claire continued slam fucking her ass hole. Orgasm after orgasm rocked Elle’s body until her mind melted into pleasurable mush, sparks buzzing off her happily satisfied body and into Claire’s, the pain pushing Claire over the edge of a powerful climax of her own. Not letting that distract her Claire continued butt fucking Elle for as long as she could until both blondes were exhausted and Claire had to stop.



Of course thanks to her ability it didn’t take long for Claire to fully regain her strength, but as tempting as continuing the ass fucking was she was pretty sure Elle needed a break. Besides, she had something else she wanted to do now.



So Claire quickly pulled out of Elle’s ass and, after spending a few seconds staring through her girlfriend’s gaping butt hole and deep into her bowels, Claire casually undid Elle’s handcuffs and then dropped down beside her on the bed.



“Suck it clean.” Claire commanded, pointing to the dildo still firmly strapped around her waist.



Not needing to be told twice Elle pushed the pillows out from under her, got in position between Claire’s thighs and after briefly looking up at the younger girl with a grin on her face swallowed the head of the strap on.



Elle moaned happily as she tasted her own ass on the cock, getting more of that yummy flavour as she began bobbing her head up and down on it, sucking noisily with every movement.



Glancing upwards Elle saw a unsurprising look of lust on Claire’s face, that look which Elle had become very familiar with pushing the electricity throwing blonde to lower her lips further down on the shaft, taking the fake dick deep into her throat in the process. It wasn’t long until Elle’s lips were pressed against the base, announcing she had taken the entire strap on into her mouth and down her throat.



Unfortunately after she had thoroughly sucked the base there was no more delicious ass juices for Elle to taste. On the bright side Claire continued to look happy, Elle eager to keep that look on her girlfriend’s face, and she knew just how to do it.



For several long minutes Claire watched in fascination as Elle sucked her cock, her head effortlessly bobbing up and down as if she’d never even heard of a gag reflex.



Even Claire struggled to deep throat as much cock as Elle was now doing, and with Claire it really didn’t matter how much she choked her ability would always make sure she was ok.



It was doubly amazing considering how much Elle had taught her about sex since they got together, Elle gleefully teaching Claire the proper way to prepare a toy for going inside her pussy or ass hole, and the proper way to clean it once Elle had used it to give Claire’s pussy or ass hole a thorough fucking.



Meanwhile Elle seemed just as good a cock sucker now as she did when they had got together, which at times like this made Claire extremely jealous thinking about all of the guys and girls with strap ons Elle had been with over the years. It was a petty feeling Claire couldn’t help, and one she did her best to ignore. After all, it was her strap on Elle was now happily sucking, just like it would be Elle who would be doing something else they both equally enjoyed in just a moment.



“Elle… Elle…” Claire called out, waiting until she had gotten Elle’s attention, which she eventually got although Elle continued to suck on the dildo while she looked up at her, “What’s your favourite way to fuck me?”



“Up the butt.” Elle answered quickly after finally removing her mouth from the fake cock, a huge grin crossing her face as she added, “I love fucking you up your tight little butt. I love shoving a strap on up your tight little butt and ass fucking the hell out of you. Mmmmmm, you know how much I love eating your sweet pussy, but it’s just an extremely close second to fucking your tight little butt.”



“Well, how about this… I’ll let you fuck my tight little butt, if you eat my sweet pussy first.” Claire offered.



“Oh fuck yeah, give me your sweet little pussy pom-pom. I’ll eat it so fucking good, I swear. Please give it to me. I want it so fucking much.” Elle begged, although she wasn’t really asking as in her mind the deal was already made, hence why as she was speaking Elle was practically ripping the strap on from Claire’s body.



Elle barely had the patience to un-strap the damn thing before pulling it off and trying to bury her tongue in Claire’s pussy. Unfortunately Claire’s hands stopped her just before she could make contact, Elle looking up at which point Claire said, “Get on your back.”



“Ooooooooh, is pom-pom going to sit on my face?” Elle grinned happily as she flipped over into position, “Is that what you’re going to do cheerleader? You gonna sit on my face and feed me your sweet little pussy?”



“That’s the idea… unless of course you had any objections?” Claire grinned back as she crawled upwards so she was kneeling over Elle’s pretty face.



“NO. Sit on my face. Smother me with your delicious cunt. Cover me in…” Elle continued to beg as Claire slowly lowered herself, and then without warning Elle grabbed a firm hold of Claire’s hips and shoved her forcefully downwards.



“Ellllllllleeeeeeee!” Claire moaned as her girlfriend’s soft tongue slid over her pussy lips in one slow, long lick.



Elle also moaned as she tasted the most delicious thing in the world, Claire’s cum. The heavenly liquid had been covering Claire’s pussy lips, presumably as a result of the orgasm Claire had received as the stimulator bashed against her clit while she had been butt fucking Elle, but Elle was able to get most of it with her first lick. Nevertheless Elle’s next licks were extremely thorough, becoming increasingly fast as she slid her tongue all over Claire’s pussy.



After a few moments of this Elle shoved her tongue as deep into Claire’s pussy as it would go, both girls letting out loud moans as for Claire the pleasure increased tenfold while Elle got to taste more of her girlfriend’s delicious cum.



Unfortunately for Elle it didn’t take her long to find all the leftover cum and greedily swallow it. Fortunately Elle was left with an extremely good substitute, namely Claire’s cunt cream. It wasn’t quite as yummy but it was a close second and Elle happily sucked as much of the delicious girl juice as she could into her hungry mouth and swallowed it, the rest covering her face as she made sure not to neglect her tongue fucking duties.



Normally when Claire rode her face like this Elle provided more of a build up, but being so horny as a result of the previous activities and tasting Claire’s cum had sent the electricity throwing blonde into pussy eating overdrive, Elle unable to stop her tongue from ramming into her girlfriend’s cunt with increasing force until she was tongue fucking her as hard as she could.



Part of Elle worried she was going too fast, that the cheerleader wanted a little more gentle build up to this type of hard tongue fucking.

Then Elle heard Claire cry out, “Oh Elle, oh fuck, oh fuck me! FUCK ME! Fuck me with your tongue. Mmmmmmmm, you fuck me sooooooo gooooooodddddd! Ohhhhhhh, you always fuck me so good. Mmmmmmmm, please, yes, just like that, fuck my pussy! Eat it. Eat me. Eat my pussy. Ooooooohhhhhhh, fuck, eat my pussy while I’m riding your face. Mmmmmmmm, I’m riding your face Elle. I’m riding your face with my hot pussy. You feel that? You feel my hot little cunt rubbing all over your beautiful face? Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, fuck, oh, I’m fucking your face, mmmmmmmm, and your fucking my cunt with your tongue!”



As she was hopefully making very clear to her girlfriend Claire loved the hard tongue fucking she was receiving. Of course Claire always loved the feeling of Elle’s tongue fucking her regardless of the speed, but considering everything that had happened so far the ex-cheerleader wasn’t really in the mood for foreplay, hence why she had chosen to sit on Elle’s face.



In this position Claire could rub her horny cunt against Elle’s pretty face and beg her for a hard fucking in Claire knew she could get it, but as it turned out that hadn’t been necessary. Elle had practically attacked Claire’s pussy the first chance she got, first licking every little bit of Claire’s cunt lips and then thrusting that talented little tongue of hers deep into the former cheerleader’s welcoming twat. From there Elle had only spent a few seconds working up a rhythm before she started giving Claire what she craved, fucking her hard and deep and making her squeal with joy.



“Yes, yes, yeeeeeeessssssss! Fuck me! Fuck me good! Fuck me hard! Oh Elle!” Claire squealed, practically desperate to encourage her girlfriend to keep fucking her with her tongue, “Fuck my dyke pussy! Mmmmmmmm, fuck the pussy you turned queer. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, oh fuck, mmmmmmmm, oh Elle, you did this, made me crave you, mmmmmmm, crave what you do to me. You, AH, oh, you made me a dyke. A year ago I was an innocent little straight girl who was just a little bi-curious. Now I’m a dirty little lesbian slut who can’t get enough of rubbing my little dyke cunt all over your pretty little face!”



True to her word Claire was rubbing her pussy against Elle’s eager mouth, randomly moving further up, down, left, right, clockwise and anti-clockwise so she could increased the friction she was getting, reassert the idea she was at least temporarily in control, and most importantly make sure the other girl was drenched in her cunt cream.



Claire shivered with pleasure at the thought of it. Her girl cream was covering her girlfriend’s face. She was going to be able to smell herself on Elle’s face. Taste herself. Lick her own pussy cream, and her own cum, off the beautiful face of her lesbian lover. However even after a thorough licking some would remain, almost like a mark of ownership.



There was still a little of Elle’s cum and pussy juice on Claire’s face, just a teeny bit, but enough to remind her she had been in between another girl’s thighs happily licking pussy not that long ago. It had been such a perverted turn on while talking to Gretchen and now Claire was making sure Elle was getting the same treatment.



Later Elle would walk around with leftover pussy cream on her face… and cum… the cum Claire was about to give her, “Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh Elle! I’m going to cuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum all over your face! My dyke cum is going to cover your face! Mmmmmmmmm, oh, fuck, I’m going to, mmmmmmmmmm, I’m going to cum and, oooooooooooh, my dyke pussy is going to cover you in lezzie cum! Mmmmmmm, you did this to me Elle! You made me a naughty little dyke who cums on other girl’s faces and, ohhhhhhhhhhh, now I’m going to, ooooooooohhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”



The idea that Elle turned Claire into a lesbian never failed to really inflame the passion between the two super-humans and in this case it helped push Claire over the edge of a massive orgasm.



Squealing joyfully Claire bounced up and down on Elle’s face, her cum practically squirting out of her and into her girlfriend’s mouth. Then just as she began to calm down Elle would thrust her tongue deep and hard inside her, viciously attacking all the right spots until Claire came again and the process repeated itself.



Elle felt as if she was being drowned in Claire cum and she fucking loved it. She welcomed every drop of the heavenly liquid which covered her face and filled her mouth, Elle greedily gulping down as much as she could in between using her skilled mouth and tongue to push the other girl to climax after climax.



Thanks to her healing ability Claire was able to keep this up for a long time without feeling tired, but after what felt like half a dozen orgasms it seemed only fair she gave Elle her reward.



First though she collapsed down onto the girl beneath her and kissed her softly, the two lovers quickly becoming lost in a gentle but passionate kiss which was only occasionally broken so Claire could slide her lips and tongue all over Elle’s face, cleaning up her mess much to both blondes delight.



The fourth time, or possibly the fifth as she wasn’t sure, Claire broke the kiss it wasn’t to try and get more of the pussy juice covering Elle’s face but because she suddenly noticed the room was getting darker.



“What’s going on?” Elle asked, noticing the same thing.



“I don’t know.” Claire said, getting off the other blonde.



The two girls hated ending their snuggle time so abruptly but they were used to it. After all, there was no telling when someone with an ability would show up and cause havoc accidentally or on purpose, or when someone would come after Claire because of her ability.



Approaching the window cautiously Claire, being the self healer, peaked out and then sighed in relief, “It’s ok, it’s only an eclipse!”



“Ruh-roh.” Elle murmured.



“What?” Claire questioned, recognising her girlfriend’s Scooby Doo impression.



“It’s probably nothing.” Elle tried to reassure Claire, and then after the other blonde gave her a look added, “It’s just that, Daddy once told me the sun is linked to our powers. He didn’t know how, and even after working on it for years the company’s best scientists couldn’t figure it out, but it does somehow… and an eclipse can have a weird effect. Like activating dormant powers, or…”



“Or what?” Claire asked shortly after Elle trailed off.



It seemed Elle wasn’t paying attention. She was too busy holding up her hand and waving it around.



“What are you doing?” Claire asked.



“My power. It’s gone.” Elle said, more than a little frantically.



“What?” Claire repeated, this time as a statement more than a question.



“My, power, is, gone.” Elle snapped.



“Elle, calm down.” Claire soothed.



“You don’t understand. I am my power. It’s all I am. All I’ve ever been.” Elle said in a panic, before looking at Claire calmed her somewhat, “Well I used to be. Now I have you, so I’m electric girl with hot girlfriend, but without my power I’m just girl with hot girlfriend.”



“Would that really be so bad?” Claire asked after a brief pause.



Elle looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “It’s temporary. It’s probably, almost definitely temporary… but…”



“OWWW!” Claire yelped as Elle suddenly slapped her across the face, Claire looking at the older blonde with betrayal in her eyes, before things suddenly clicked, “I… I felt that.”



“Our powers are gone… so you can feel pain again.” Elle said huskily, slowly stepping towards Claire, “It’s temporary. It has to be temporary, otherwise I’ll go crazy, but rather than freaking out about it right now it would be better if we use this, hopefully brief, window of opportunity to our advantage, don’t you agree?”



Claire blinked twice and then smiled wickedly, “Do whatever you want to me.”



Gently stepping forward again Elle brought her lips millimetres away from Claire’s and then softly said, “Hands and knees. On the bed.”



Smiling happily Claire hurried to get into position, noting with brief disappointment that Elle went to her bag instead of immediately starting the spanking. Claire’s disappointment was short lived as Elle pulled out three of her favourite spanking toys, namely a paddle, a riding crop and a cat o’ nine tails.



“Usually eclipses are pretty short, unless one of us super powered freaks is somehow doing it, but let’s assume we don’t have much time, shall we?” Elle asked rhetorically as she brought her ‘weapons’ over to where Claire was kneeling, placing the riding crop and the cat o’ nine tails down beside her so she just had the paddle in her hand before she added, “Now, I don’t want you to worry about anything, ok? No having to count, or thank me, or anything like that. You just relax and enjoy.”



Claire just nodded softly before crying out joyously as Elle brought the paddle down hard on her ass.



Usually Elle like to provide more of a gentle build up, teasing Claire for a long time before using her power to make sure the former cheerleader could really feel it. Even then Elle would keep the voltage low until the older blonde could wait no longer. Then Elle would zap the younger blonde with as much electricity as she wanted, Elle often giving Claire everything she had to give. After all, Claire could take it. Claire loved to take it.



This time was unsurprisingly different, Elle beating Claire’s butt hard and fast like they were back at the Bennet household and Claire’s Mom had said she was going out for half an hour and Elle was eager to get the spanking over so they could get to the sex.



At first Claire tried to remain quiet as possible, but it just felt so good and she was soon crying out with a mixture of pain and delight.



“It’s ok Claire, scream as much as you want. The room really is soundproof. I swear.” Elle promised as she continued violently smacking Claire’s ass with the paddle.



Claire wasn’t sure whether to believe Elle or not, after all it would be totally like Elle to be lying about this, but soon it reached the point where Claire was beyond caring. Soon all Claire cared about was her own selfish pleasure, Claire whimpering in delight, “Yes, spank me, ah, owww, yes, spank my naughty butt! Please Elle, owww, spank my naughty little butt. OWWW, yes, give me the pain I want. That I need. OWWW, yeeeeessssssss!”



The feelings Claire was experiencing were incredible. They were similar to feelings she had felt before, but now it was like… she could really feel them.



Before she had felt the paddle smack into the soft yet firm flesh of her little bubble butt, had felt her cheeks jiggle ever so slightly with the impact, but hadn’t felt the sweet sting of pain she was now feeling with every blow, making her crave the next hit even as she was enjoying the latest one. It was the same thing with the riding crop and the cat o’ nine tails, only the wonderful sting was slightly different as the riding crop caused a more concentrated sting while the cat o’ nine tails caused a bunch of little stings all over her pain loving butt.



It was all just so wonderful, Claire continuing to beg for more with increasing desperation in her voice, “YES, YES, OWWW YES, YES! OWWW, AAAAAAAHHHHHHH, FUUUUCCCCCCKKKK, YEEEESSSSSSS, HURT ME! YES, JUST, OH, SPANK ME! MMMMMMMMM, SPANK ME GOOD! OWWW! SPANK ME, SPANK ME, SPANK ME, SPANK ME, SPANK ME! OWWWWWWWW! SPANK ME SPANK ME SPANK ME SPANK ME SPANK ME! OWWWWWWWWW YEEEESSSSSSS!”



Elle loved Claire more than she could possibly have imagined herself ever loving anything or anyone, and yet she delighted in Claire’s screams of pain. Elle knew that probably made her sick, a pervert, and all kind of other things, but it was who she was. She was a sadist. And her girlfriend was a masochist, which was why they were so perfect for each other. That’s why Elle only felt a little guilty for enjoying what she was doing so much.



If anything the fact that she felt a little guilty showed just how normal and loving she had become as Claire’s not so better half. God knows she hadn’t felt the slightest bit guilty for doing far worse than beating her girlfriend’s very willing butt with a paddle, or a riding crop, or a cat o’ nine tails.



Wanting to give Claire as much enjoyment out of this as possible Elle constantly switched her ‘weapon’, making sure to give Claire’s butt an equal amount of time with each spanking toy. It was fun for Elle too as she got to enjoy the slightly different ways those toys made Claire’s ass cheeks jiggle and change colour under the force of the spanking. Although unlike usual when Elle like to use different levels of force for different blows to keep Claire guessing this was just a constant stream of the most vicious hits the sadistic blonde was capable of, Elle wanting to make the most of this opportunity while it lasted.



Quite reasonably Elle had expected the eclipse to last for only a few minutes, but every glance out of her window confirmed it was still in effect, and Claire’s butt cheeks were looking increasingly sore. It had been hot at first, and for the sadistic electricity thrower it still kind of was, but as much as Elle had loved watching Claire’s butt slowly turn bright pink, then a light red, then a dark red and then become covered in all these wonderfully nasty little bruises Elle’s concern for Claire’s well-being was beginning to get the better of her. After all what happened if the eclipse lasted for hours? Elle was pretty sure that was unheard of, but in the world she lived in Elle had to prepare for just about any possibility.



When Elle was sure more than a normal amount of time had passed for an eclipse, and Claire’s ass looked like it desperately needed a break from the spanking fun, the older blonde stopped and pushed the toys off the bed, much to the younger blonde’s displeasure, “Noooooooo, please Elle, more. Spank me. Hurt me. Give me pain. Oh, it’s so, so wonderful. After so long… just please, give me it… give your pain slut what she craves.”



“When I’m good and ready pom-pom.” Elle said, smacking Claire’s ass roughly before reaching down to grab the discarded strap on and quickly pull it up her thighs, “But the eclipse doesn’t look like it’s going anywhere, and you promised I could fuck your hot little ass.”



With that Elle got on the bed behind Claire, leaned down and spread her ass cheeks to reveal the puckered rosebud in between them. Barely pausing for a second Elle deliberately salivated, spitting the results onto Claire’s back door and then using her tongue to rub it into the other girl’s butt hole.



“Oooooooooh Elle.” Claire sighed happily.



This made Elle grinned. However much Claire wanted to be spanked clearly she didn’t mind a little rim job. Not that Elle could ever recall Claire minding a rim job of course, a fact Elle was quite proud of.



Elle was also proud of the soft little moans she squeezed from Claire with every swipe of her tongue, Elle licking all over the tiny little puckered hole, both girls loving every minute of it.



The cheerleader just had such a cute little butt hole. Elle loved to lick it almost as much as she loved to fuck it, the electricity thrower quite happy to spend hours doing both. Under the circumstances she wasn’t planning to spend quite that long, but at the same time she wasn’t too quick, making sure Claire’s ass hole was as wet as it could possibly be, even pushing her tongue as far into that little back door as she could, just to make sure Claire would be ready for the butt fucking to come.



Claire wasn’t just ready for her butt fucking, she was aching for it.



This was nothing new. Usually an ass fucking was an easy highlight of Claire’s day, and considering Elle’s considerable anal kink it was an inevitability that her girlfriend would fuck her up the ass at some point, and yet despite the certainty of it happening Claire never knew when her ass was going to get violated. This meant she spent a lot of time thinking about when she was going to get her next ass fucking, how many she was going to get that day, etc. Of course the longer the pause between butt fuckings the more she wanted it, the more she craved it, just like she wanted and craved Elle’s touch in general with increasing ferocity the longer she went without it.



That was why the thought of spending so long without Elle had been so unbearable. Or at least one of the many reasons. Certainly a big one amongst them. But Claire had resigned herself to know more anal action which wasn’t provided by herself, and no more of Elle’s heavenly touch in general. So now she was bent over and waiting to get her ass fucked Claire’s desire for a nice hard butt fucking was quickly turning into a need.



Even though she knew it would be probably fruitless Claire continued to moan in hopeful encouragement, “MMMMMMmmmmm, that feels so good. Ooooooooooh, I love your tongue in my ass. I love the feeling of your tongue sliding all over my ass hole, pushing inside it, mmmmmm, getting me all nice and wet back there for the fucking you’re going to give me. Ohhhhhhh, it feels so good. But I wish you would hurry up and fuck my ass. I want my ass fucked soooooooo bad. Please Elle, fuck my butt. Fuck my naughty little butt with your big strap on cock. Mmmmmmmm, I wanna be butt fucked by my girlfriend. Please Elle, butt fuck your girlfriend. Fuck your girlfriend up the butt. Fuck your little pain slut of a girlfriend up her butt.”



As Claire suspected Elle just continued licking her ass hole, which was nice, but the former cheerleader really, really wanted to get her ass fucked.



Upping the anti Claire pressed her face down to the bed sheets, reached back, spread her butt cheeks wide and softly begged, “Please Elle, I want it soooooooo bad. Butt fuck me. Fuck me in the butt. Please, mmmmmmmm, your tongue feels so good back there. You know how much I love you licking me there, and I know how much you love licking me there, oh, but there’s something we both love more, and that’s you butt fucking me. Come on Elle, ooooooohhhhhhhh, yeeeeesssssss, aaaaaahhhhhhhh, fucking fuck my ass. Please, mmmmmmmm, I want it. I need it. Please give it to me. Please give me your big cock. I want my girlfriend’s cock up my tight little ass. I need my girlfriend’s cock up my tight little ass. Please aaaaaahhhhhhh ooooooohhhhhhhh fuck my ass!”



“You wanna get your ass fucked do you cheerleader?” Elle said, slightly mockingly after she finally pulled her tongue away from Claire’s butt hole.



“Yeeeeeeesssssss! Fuck me, fuck my ass!” Claire pleaded.



“Then be a good girl and keep those little cheeks spread for me.” Elle said as she pressed her dildo against Claire’s ass hole and then firmly pushed forwards.



Claire gasped loudly in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Elle’s strap on slowly began to force her back door open. Then Claire let out a louder more pleasure filled gasp when Elle’s cock entered her back passage and began slowly filling it up with dildo.



It was truly amazing. Claire had taken so many ass fuckings she had lost count a long time ago and yet all those times she wished she could feel the pain of it, wished she could feel normal, and now she was getting what she wanted Claire couldn’t be happier.



Well, actually she could, “Please Elle, more. Give me more. Don’t be gentle, oh, it hurts so good. Slam your cock all the way into my ass hole. Hurt me, mmmmmmmm, hurt your little pain slut.”



Elle bit her lip, “Are you sure?



“Yes, please, ram my rectum deep and hard.” Claire pleaded, “It feels so good, and I might never feel this way again, so please, just this once?”



For a few moments Elle continued biting her lip, and then she said, “Take your hands off your butt cheeks pom-pom.”



The second Claire did as she was told Elle ramped forwards, most of the fake cock slamming into the younger girl’s rectum in that one hard thrust, the remaining inches entering Claire’s butt in the quick thrusts that followed.

Claire cried out joyfully during each thrust, especially during the first thrust which got most of the dildo inside her ass and during the first thrust after the shaft was completely embedded in her butt as it was technically the start of the ass fucking itself, Elle immediately establishing a steady rhythm which quickly had Claire moaning in delight, “Yeeeeessssssss! Fuck me! Fuck my butt. Mmmmmmmmmm, fuck. Yes, butt fuck me Elle. Butt fuck me hard. Mmmmmmmmmm, it hurts so gooooooooodddddddddd!”



Elle was very worried she was going to permanently damage her girlfriend’s rectum, especially as Claire seemed to be tightening her anal muscles around the shaft pumping in and out of her pooper in what Elle could only imagine was a attempt to increase the pain.



The main reason Elle had slammed into Claire’s ass when the cheerleader hadn’t been expecting it had been to avoid something like this and now Elle wasn’t entirely sure what to do.



On the one hand Claire really seem to be enjoying herself as she was happily begging for more in between loud moans of pleasure. On the other hand Elle could hear little twinges of pain in Claire’s moans of pleasure, and it wasn’t clear whether the younger blonde was trying to hide them or the experience really wasn’t that unpleasant. More to the point Elle knew ass fucking a girl this hard and fast so soon after penetration could literally rip open a back passage to the point where it could cause serious unpleasant damage, and despite all the anal sex they’d had Claire’s healing ability meant that Elle was fucking a virgin tight ass hole.



Ultimately Elle’s concern outweighed her desire to give Claire what she wanted and she slowed down ever so slightly when Claire tried to tighten up, making sure the butt fucking stayed at a firm but steady pace.



“Come on Elle, harder, mmmmmmmm, fuck me!” Claire whined, “Rip my slutty ass hole open with your big cock! Ohhhhhhh, butt fuck me hard and deep!”



“Patience pom-pom.” Elle said, smacking Claire’s ass, “I’ll give you what you want when I’m good and ready.”



Claire sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing. Elle was wearing the strap on so she was in charge right now and Claire would just have to take whatever the other girl was willing to give her and like it.



That was a long standing rule between them. She who wears the strap on is in charge and the other girl is her bitch. Of course there was the occasional exception to this rule, but Claire was very much enjoying Elle being in charge right now. Claire always did, but as she could finally feel pain again Claire found herself desperately wanting to feel submissive, and luckily she had a loving girlfriend who was willing to give her what she wanted.



Unfortunately under the slow butt fucking the wonderful pain slowly faded away. However it was replaced by the same amazing pleasure Claire had craved ever since she had given up her anal virginity to the girl who was now skilfully ass fucking her.



The pleasure grew more intense by the second, as did the sound of Claire’s moaning, until finally Elle’s thrusts began to increase in speed and roughness.



This of course made Claire cry out, “Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard! Mmmmmmm, fuck my slutty ass harder. Ohhhhhhh, fuck yes, mmmmmmmm, I’m such a slut. I’m a pussy eating slut. Oh, a butt licking slut. A, mmmmmmm, a pain slut. An anal slut. And most of all… I’m, ah, I’m your slut Elle. Anytime you want me, I’m yours. Always. FUCK, ooooooooooooh, fuck me, I’m your slut Elle, fuck your slut harder.”



“And you’re not just my slut right now, are you cheerleader?” Elle grinned as she continued increasing the speed and roughness of the butt fucking.



“No, I’m not.” Claire agreed, quickly adding, “I’m also your bitch.”



“That’s right, you’re my bitch.” Elle said gleefully, smacking Claire’s ass as she fucked it harder, “Earlier I was your bitch, but we both prefer it this way round don’t we pom-pom?”



“Mmmmmmmm, yeah, this is the way it’s supposed to be.” Claire sighed happily, “I’m supposed to be your bitch. Ahhhhhhh, oh, I’m supposed to be your submissive little whore, ohhhhhhh, your pain slut, mmmmmmm, your bitch, oooooooh, because I’m a submissive little masochist and you’re a dominant sadist. You hurt me and I love it. You, ooooooohhhhhh, you dominate me and I love it. Ah, mmmmmmmm, you fuck me hard and make me cum and I love you for it. Ooooooooh, please Elle, fuck me harder. Fuck your bitch as hard as you can. MMMMMMMM, FUCK, Fuck your pain loving slut like the whore she is!”



“Yeah, gonna give it to my pain slut so good!” Elle said almost dreamily as she smacked Claire’s ass again.



“YES! GIVE IT TO ME!” Claire squealed as Elle drilled her ass hole with her strap on dildo and smacked her ass cheeks with her hands, “AND KEEP SPANKING ME! OOOOOOOOOOoooooooh, it hurts so good, IT HURT SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD!”



This left Elle in something of a dilemma. It was a hell of a lot of fun spanking Claire while fucking her up the ass, and Claire was clearly loving every moment of getting her round little butt smacked and fucked at the same time. But as fun as it was to spank and fuck Claire’s perfect ass Elle couldn’t keep it up and give the other blonde the hardest butt fucking she could possibly give her just like Claire had been begging for.



Elle honestly couldn’t decide if she wanted to give up on the spanking and just concentrate on sodomising her girlfriend with every ounce of her strength or fuck Claire’s bubble butt as hard as she could while spanking the hell out of these perfect little globes of flesh, and Claire certainly wasn’t making the decision easy for her. The cheerleader was begging desperately to be fucked hard but the moment Elle concentrated on the ass fucking Claire would start begging to be spanked.



It seemed really ironic given Claire was supposed to be the submissive one at this particular point. She was clearly acting like a power bottom, however Elle was reluctant to point this out as she really did want to please her lover. After all regardless of the kinky games they played the two girls loved each other and wanted to satisfy each other’s needs.



Then again, wasn’t one of Claire’s needs being told what to do?



Ultimately Elle decided she would have too satisfy that need as it seemed the only way to please the younger blonde. So Elle smacked Claire’s ass roughly and loudly asked, “WHO’S THE BITCH? WHO’S THE BITCH RIGHT NOW CLAIRE?



“ME! I’M THE BITCH! MMMMMMMMM, I’M YOUR BITCH!” Claire screamed.



“THEN SHUT UP AND TAKE IT!” Elle ordered, smacking Claire’s bubble butt one final time before doing what she really wanted to do, that being concentrate on fucking the hell out of Claire’s perfect ass.



Technically Claire was unable to do as she was told as she screamed shamefully and joyfully as Elle gave her the type of rectum ramming the sadistic blonde was so good at, although Claire knew Elle didn’t want her to stop it. As she had made very clear many, many times Elle loved hearing Claire scream in pleasure, but there was something Elle had made just as clear that she hated, that being Claire telling her what to do. Well, Claire telling her what to do when Claire wasn’t in charge.



Claire hadn’t been able to help herself before. The pleasure had just been so overwhelming, and she wanted more of it. She still did, she always did, but for now she restricted herself to just wailing in ecstasy as Elle’s dildo rammed repeatedly into the deepest part of her bowels, stimulating the most intimate places inside her and pushing her closer and closer to climax.



Then, just when Claire was sure she was going to cum, Elle suddenly stopped and delivered a series of hard spanks to the younger blonde’s ass… and Claire fell in love with Elle all over again.



It was physical and mental pain just before she was about to receive such a pure form of pleasure, the pain denying her that pleasure and yet giving her a different sort of it.



Elle repeated this process several times, physically and mentally torturing Claire who couldn’t get enough of it, and then all of a sudden Elle just stopped everything. No spanking. No butt fucking. No everything.



Frowning in confusion Claire looked behind her to see Elle just staring at her ass.



What Claire couldn’t see and was too horny to realise was that her discoloured ass cheeks were healing before Elle’s eyes, a quick glance out the window confirming that the eclipse was finally over.



Lifting her hand up Elle allowed herself a moment of worry, and then she tried to use her power. Blue sparks flickered around her fingertips and she sighed in relief. Then a huge feeling of sorrow flooded her as Elle realised this meant Claire couldn’t feel pain again. Probably. Claire probably couldn’t feel pain again, but it wasn’t a definite.



Cautiously Elle raised her hand and brought it down on Claire’s right ass cheek as hard as she could.



Claire cried out in joyful pain.



Elle did it again, and again, and again with the same result.



“You can feel that?” Elle asked gleefully.



“Yeah… why?” Claire frowned.



“Claire… look out the window.” Elle said softly.



Doing as she was told the truth hit Claire like a ton of bricks and she was left completely stunned, barely even thinking anything until Elle gave her ass another spank, this one electrically charged, blue sparks disappearing into Claire’s butt cheeks and making the former cheerleader practically how with joy.



“AGAIN! Again! Please Elle, I need it. Make me feel it. Give your pain slut what she needs. I’m your naughty little pain slut Elle. I’m Elle’s pain slut. Please oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Claire cried out mid-sentence as a series of hard electrically charged slaps connected with her now once again healing ass cheeks.



Elle started to fuck Claire’s ass again, this time zapping her with random shocks with various different electrical strengths until she had built up the pace back to a hard rectum wrecking. Expert butt fucker that she was, especially when it came to fucking Claire’s butt, Elle was able to sodomise Claire to the edge of a climax in a matter of minutes. The second Claire was on the edge Elle let go of one of Claire’s hips, and while still pounding her girlfriend’s pooper as hard as she could, Elle reached out, pressed her hand to the centre of Claire’s spine and sent a huge jolt of electricity directly into Claire’s body.



Claire screamed out in pure ecstasy as overwhelming pleasure and pain flooded her body, a massive climax rushing through her as electricity crackled up and down her spine and then spread throughout her body. The pleasure mixed with the pain in a way Claire was very familiar with, Elle having done this to her countless times before, but unlike all those other times the feelings of pain were so much more intense which only added to the masochistic blonde’s pleasure.



Just when Claire didn’t think it could get any better Elle would use her strap on which was still pounding in and out of Claire’s butt to make the younger girl cum again or would fire another round of electricity into her, intensifying the pleasure once again.



Finally Elle started increasing the power of the voltage at which point Claire’s brain felt like it was literally fried, which was a possibility, Claire slipping off into a blissful dreamlike state.



Knowing how much her girlfriend could take Elle kept up the intensity of the electricity and the butt fucking until Claire slipped into unconsciousness. When she realised this Elle denied herself yet another orgasm via the stimulator on her clit to immediately stop the electricity flow and pull out of Claire’s butt.



For a second Claire remained where she was, her entire body seemingly covered in bruises and worse while her butt hole remained stretched open. Then in the blink of an eye Claire’s gaping ass hole closed up and her body healed itself back to its usual perfect form.



There was a moment of silence, and then Claire panted, “More.”



Elle wished she could comply, wished for the millionth time that she had a healing ability too, but the truth was she was exhausted. With the adrenaline no longer flowing through her veins like it was only a few seconds ago Elle could barely stay kneeling upright, let alone continue the butt fucking.



“Please Elle.” Claire panted, waking Elle from her thoughts, “More. Hurt me. Fuck me. I don’t care which, just please give me more. I wanna feel it.”



There was another pause as Elle thought for a moment. She couldn’t just fuck or spank Claire like she had been doing, but it didn’t take long for an alternative idea to pop into Elle’s perverted little mind.



Reaching out Elle gently pressed her fingers to Claire’s pussy lips and gently rubbed them. Despite the moans of pleasure which quickly began falling from Claire’s mouth Elle asked, “Are you sure?”



“Yeeeeeeessssssss!” Claire moaned, already thinking she knew what Elle had in mind, “Fuck me. Finger me. Finger my pussy. Fuck my pussy with your fingers. Mmmmmmmm, use your power on me while you fuck me.”



Claire moaned again as a finger entered her needy love hole, gently thrusting in and out for a few moments before it was joined by a second finger, and then a third.



“More.” Claire sighed dreamily as the third finger entered her, quickly getting her wish in the form of the fourth. Then all of a sudden the fingers were removed, but before Claire had a chance to complain they were replaced by three fingers from Elle’s other hand, a fourth finger quickly joining them. And then, Claire felt those wet fingers which had so recently been inside her pussy pressing against her ass hole, which made her joyfully cry out, “Yes, yes, yeeeeeeessssssss! Fuck both my slutty little holes! Fuck them with your fingers! Mmmmmmmm, finger fuck my pussy and ass at the same time, oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!”



Much to Claire’s delight Elle repeated her earlier technique, gently inserting all four fingers one at a time into her butt. In between the addition of each finger Elle would gently fuck Claire’s holes, curling the fingers in her pussy to gently rub her G-spot while using the thumb on that same hand to play with her clit.



Once Elle had eight fingers inside of her girlfriend at the same time she began to fuck her with them, Claire practically squealing in pleasure as her pussy felt fuller than her ass and then vice versa, then both holes almost empty and then both having four fingers knuckle deep inside them. It was a wonderful sensation but, greedy little slut that she had become, Claire couldn’t resist begging for more.



“Oooooooooh yeeeeeeesssssssssssss, FUCK! FILL ME, FILL ME UP! Please Elle, fill me with your fingers! Ahhhhhh ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuucccccckkkk meeeeeee! Fuck me with them! And hurt me. Please, give your pain slut what she wants. What she needs. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Claire moaned happily as she felt little sparks crackling inside her holes, a little taster of what was to come. Then Elle simultaneously pushed her thumbs into Claire’s holes, causing Claire’s eyes to widen in first shock and then delight as she realised exactly what was about to happen, “Yes, oh Elle, AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”



Claire cried out in the most wonderful mixture of pleasure and pain as for the first time both her holes began stretching wide enough to receive Elle’s fists at the same time.



Elle was very careful. She had fisted Claire’s pussy and ass many times, often while fingering or licking her other hole, but never at the same time before. Of course Elle had been given plenty of opportunities, Claire had been practically, and even on one occasion literally been, begging for it but Elle had been determined to save this for a special occasion.



Celebrating the start of a new chapter in their lives seemed like a good enough excuse for Elle to double fist her girlfriend, and the atmosphere certainly felt special to Elle. As did the feeling of Claire’s holes stretched wide around her knuckles, Elle keeping those poor holes as stretched as possible for a few seconds, which must have felt like an eternity for Claire, before pushing them inside the other girl to the wrist.



“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!” Claire squealed with delight as those fists finally slipped all the way inside her, quickly followed up with a sigh of relief and a groan of, “Fuck me… fuck me Elle. Fuck meeeeeeeeEEEEEEE OH FUCK!”



From this point on the only thing really coherent out of Claire’s mouth was swear words, Elle again feeling proud of corrupting Claire’s vocabulary along with so many other things.



Thinking back to what Claire used to be, the innocent little cheerleader, never fail to get Elle going, the memories refuelling her desire as she pushed ever so slightly further into Claire’s holes, then pulled all the way out to her knuckles and then shoved back in as deep as she could. Elle repeated that over, and over, and over with increasing speed and force, pounding both Claire’s holes like never before as the other girl squealed with delight.



It didn’t take long for Elle to bring Claire to the edge of an orgasm, the sadistic blonde waiting until she was sure her girlfriend was on the edge before firing electricity into Claire with her still pumping hands.



Claire’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as a wonderful feeling of agony combined with the amazing feelings of pleasure coming from her pussy and ass to send her body into what felt like a supernova of a climax, her entire universe crashing down around her to the point where she could only barely comprehend her existence.



Elle gave Claire all she had, watching carefully for the slightest sign the younger blonde wasn’t enjoying herself. Claire’s body spasmed uncontrollably and she screamed beyond the point she was horse, but as far as Elle could tell there wasn’t a single moment of it which Claire didn’t enjoy.



It wasn’t until Elle felt the need to stop to recharge that she actually seriously considered stopping and even then Elle pushed until she could push no more. Then in one fluid movement Elle pulled completely out of Claire, watching in fascination as the cheerleader fell down onto the bed a whimpering, wounded wreck and yet in seconds healed before her eyes.



“Thank you… thank you…” Claire whimpered repeatedly as she tried to recover from her climax… or climaxes, she honestly wasn’t sure.



“Don’t mention it.” Elle said with a cocky grin before she began to slowly clean her hands, licking the palms and backs before taking each finger into her mouth for a thorough sucking.



Once Elle was finished with the fingers of one hand and was about to move on to the other Claire looked up at her and smiled. Then Claire crawled over to where Elle was kneeling and without a word took the dildo which was still strapped firmly around Elle’s waist into her mouth and began gently sucking on the head.



“Mmmmmmm, that’s it pom-pom, help me clean up your mess.” Elle grinned before taking another Claire flavoured finger into her mouth.



Claire smiled softly around the cock and then concentrated on sucking it clean. Tightening her lips around the tip Claire sucked as hard as she could, moans slowly coming from her closed mouth as she enjoyed the taste of her own ass.



Once Claire was sure the tip was clean she started bobbing her head up and down on the shaft, going lower each time while gently sucking, savouring the sweet flavour on the dick for several moments until she was taking all she could in just her mouth. Then she sucked roughly, again making sure she got every little bit of that yummy taste she had learned to love.



Even after all this time Claire was a little ashamed of herself for loving this so much but she couldn’t help it. She was a naughty, filthy, dirty, girl who got off on the most kinkiest of acts, and in her very perverted experience it didn’t come much more kinky than this.

It was a cloudy rainy dusk. I had taken a job working in a women’s shoe store to try and make ends meet. Today I was beginning to think I made a huge mistake. It seems the gray day and the ability to buy on line is keeping people shopping at home.



I was left alone in the store all day, and pretty much could have read War and Peace uninterrupted. I stepped outside for a moment looked up and down the empty street and decided to close up early. I walked back in the store and began counting out the day’s lack of receipts when the little bell on the door jingled.



Standing in the doorway were two women. One in a long “London Fog” coat, the other was wearing a white blouse slightly shear, a medium length skirt with a slit up the front and slingback open toed heels with a dark red toe nails. Both of them had captured my attention and they knew it.



The woman in the shear blouse had dark nipples, visible through the white as if she rouged them before getting dressed.



“We just got pedicures and need new shoes.” She said.



I stared.



“You’re open aren’t you?” She continued.



‘Yes Yes I am…” I stammered and invited them into the store.



They walked to the back. The one in the coat never spoke a word; she just silently stood while the other sat. I knelt before her. She raised her leg. The skirt fell away at the slit. I could swear I saw a glimpse of bare pussy.



“Take off my shoe.”



I looked up.



“It’s what you do isn’t it?”



Again, I stammered, in awe at the beauty and power of this woman and the slender foot before me.



“Maybe we should just go somewhere else”



“No.” I responded “Please.” and gently took her foot into my hand.



She smiled as I took off her shoe, a gentle scent of spring rose to meet my nose, left over from the pedicure no doubt.



“Please?” she said. A wicked grin swept across her face.



“I have been here before; I’ve seen you work. I know what you really want.”



I was a little confused and admittedly a lot turned on by this woman. Still trying to be the salesman I regained what little composure I could muster and jokingly.



“I want to make you happy.”



“Yes you do” She smiled.



I reached for the sizer.



“No. Make me happy.”



I looked up, again confused. She pointed her foot.



“Suck.”



I hesitated a moment. She put her foot down and reached for her shoe.



“Maybe you don’t want to make me happy.”



I don’t know what came over me. Suddenly I felt like I had no self-control. I gently put my hand on her foot, stopping her. I raised her bare foot to my mouth.



“That’s a good boy.” She said. “Make me happy”



I started slowly at first sucking and licking each toe. Glancing up I noticed her skirt had slipped away and as I suspected, she was not wearing any panties. Her shaved pussy was visible now. She placed her finger at the slit and slowly drew it up along its length. A drop of dew glistened as her lips parted and swelled with rising excitement.



I knew it couldn’t just be from the toe sucking I was administering but I didn’t stop to question. She slipped off her other shoe and placed it in my crotch.



“Nice” she said. “Take off your pants”



I stood to oblige and she pushed me back down.



“Don’t stop sucking.”



So with her foot still in my mouth I struggled to remove my pants. She seemed to enjoy this and giggled.



Once I had my pants off, she stroked my hard cock with her other foot while I continued manipulating each of her toes with my tongue. She grabbed my head and pulled me into her crotch.



“Eat.” She ordered.



I obliged. Licking and sucking her pussy like a starving man at his last supper. She pulled my head in tight and wrapped her legs around my ears. She began bucking more and more wildly I couldn’t pull away even if I wanted to.



Suddenly she pushed me away. I fell on my ass. My hard cock sticking up in the air like a salute. I almost felt silly. She dropped to her knees before me; the warmth of her mouth enveloping my stiffness quickly changed that. I had never felt anything like this hot mouth and lips wrapped around my cock before. I was lost in the pleasure this woman was giving me.



Suddenly I heard her moan and buck forward slightly. This wasn’t from me. I opened my eyes to see the woman with the London Fog coat sans coat standing above.



She had reached around and unbuttoned the shirt of my oral giver and pulled her shirt off, freeing the most perfect breast I had ever seen. London Fog’s were slightly smaller but the nipples were magnificently erect. I scanned down the goddess before us and noticed a small tube in her hand. She had poured a generous amount of lube on my oral mistress.



I noticed between her legs, a rubber penis. She placed it at the ass of the women on my cock and pushed. With each push, The woman sucking my cock took more of me down her throat. I almost came right then and there. The idea that this woman was sucking me off while another woman was fucking her in the ass was more than I could process. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.



In unison both women spun around me without missing a beat. I was now looking directly up at a wet pussy, and a rubber cock sliding in and out of a beautiful ass.



London Fog spoke for the first time.



“Don’t you cum.”



I didn’t know if she was talking to her, or me but I couldn’t stop and I blasted a load into the hot mouth wrapped around my cock.



Apparently she was talking to me. Angrily, London Fog pulled the rubber penis from the magnificent ass, grabbed some kerchiefs from a display rack and deftly wrapped them around my wrists.



“What are you doing?” I asked.



” Making you mine” she said.



She tied the other ends to the chairs. Before I could respond the naked woman, who so expertly sucked me off, sat on my face. I continued to lick and suck this beautiful pussy not really aware of or caring about what else was happening.



Then I realized that my legs were being pulled over and my ankles were tied to the same chairs as my wrist. The first woman stepped up and off my face. Here I was tied and fully exposed and vulnerable. The two women looked me over for a moment, then turned their attentions on each other as if I wasn’t even there.



They laid down in a sixty-nine position and the woman who so expertly sucked my cock was now getting eaten out by the woman with the rubber penis. She pushed the rubber penis up and returned the favor. I watched in amazement as my cock responded involuntarily to this hot scene.



After a few moments, they sat up and turn their attention back to me. London Fog handed the other woman a small strap, which was then placed around the base of my cock and tightened. The first woman stepped over my face and slowly lowered herself down onto my face again. I began licking again this now familiar pussy. When Suddenly I felt the cold gel of lubricant on my ass. I struggled, but my moans were muffled inside a wet pussy. My ass high and exposed I couldn’t do anything. The woman on my face then slid down between my body and upturned legs, she placed my cock at the entrance to her hot pussy and began sliding down my stiff shaft.



I felt the tip of the rubber penis at the entrance to my ass. I cried out in fear but the pleasure was too great. With push of the woman on me the woman behind me slid the rubber up my back entrance.



“You will learn to obey me and you will be mine.”



I was engulfed in pleasure. Lost in sea of flesh that enveloped me and the latex that filled me. I was no longer a man, but a tool of pleasure to be used and had by these women.



In and out, the woman behind pumped me, up and down; the woman on top milked me. My balls never felt as heavy and full as they did now. My mind was one big mass of pleasure nothing was real anymore. Every touch was pleasure multiplied.



“You are mine, slut” echoed in my ears.



Moaning and groaning grew louder. The woman on top cried out that she was cumming, her pussy gripped me like a vice. The woman in my ass pushed deeper. Suddenly the woman in my ass pulled out leaving me wanting. She pulled on the ties and my legs fell down. The woman on my cock moved to my face.



The woman behind stepped over my cock and swiftly shoved it deep into her pussy. I cried out in pleasure, never had I felt a pussy so tight. She bucked wildly now gripping my stiffness within her pussy. I buck madly unable to cum.



In seconds my mouth was flooded with pussy juice. A moment later, my cock was also drenched as both women came on me in a flood of overwhelming excitement. London Fog slowly rose off of me. My cock was still hard, pointing straight up, the strap preventing me from shooting. Both women got down close to my cock and gripped it with their hands stroking me, watching me beg to cum for them.



“Look at me” London Fog said. “Look me in the eye”



I looked in her eyes and was lost in her beauty and strength. The other woman again began to stroke my cock. I had to cum soon. London Fog, never taking her eyes from mine, wrapped her fingers around the tip of my cock and expertly squeezed and slid her hand up and down while the other woman fondled my balls. The other woman expertly flicked the strap releasing my cock. In seconds I came like a geyser. Shooting ropes of cum high in the air, arcing, landing on my chest



London Fog scooped up a small pool of my cum, placed it on the lips of the other woman, they kissed.



Then she did the same to me. She stood and put her coat back on while the other woman got dressed. London Fog turned to me. She untied my wrists, handed me a small piece of paper on it with an address



“Midnight, you belong to me.”



The two women left leaving me naked, spent and horny for more.

“Do you recall me promising to claim your entire body, slut?” Lady Miriam asked.



Sarah’s hands paused as she polished one of her mistress’s wooden phalluses, then quickly resumed her work. “Yes, mistress.”



“I’ve fucked your mouth and your sloppy cunt, but that ass of yours is still as unused as the day I bought you. Have you ever had anything up your ass, Sarah?”



Sarah’s anus puckered at the thought. It sounded painful. “No, Lady Miriam.”



“Would you like me to fuck your ass, slave? Be honest.”



“No, mistress,” she said meekly.



“Too bad. I’ll do whatever I like to your body.”



Sarah knew that to be the truth.



Lady Miriam sat on the edge of the bed. “Come here and lie across my lap.”



It was useless to resist. Sarah lay facedown across her mistress’s lap. Lady Miriam lifted her skirt up, baring her raised buttocks and covering her head. Lady Miriam traced delicate patterns over Sarah’s smooth buttocks. The sensation was heightened by Sarah’s collar. She couldn’t keep her hips still.



Lady Miriam spread Sarah’s cheeks and regarded her tight asshole. Gently, she dripped oil into Sarah’s crack and massaged it into the slave’s anus. Sliding one hand under Sarah, she laid a finger along each side of Sarah’s clit. The slight undulations of Sarah’s hips slid her clit between her mistress’s fingers.



Chuckling evilly, Lady Miriam spread a little ki-on extract over Sarah’s anus, pushing a little inside with her fingertip. The effect was immediate. As soon as the burning liquid touched her, Sarah began to squirm and writhe. Her anus clenched and loosened involuntarily, working the substance deeper inside her. The sensation was so intense, Sarah couldn’t decide if it was pain or pleasure. Not that it mattered; Lady Miriam would enjoy both.



“This really does hurt less if you relax,” Lady Miriam said. “Though I do like to fuck a tight, resisting hole, too.” She warmed one of her bronze buttplugs in her hand, then spread oil and more ki-on down its length.



Sarah squeaked and flailed at the pressure of the plug at her sphincter. Lady Miriam smacked her hard on the buttock, leaving a red handprint. “Lie still. I’m just going to open you up a bit. I’m not going to stick a cock in you just yet.” She stroked Sarah’s clitoris as she worked the plug into the girl’s ass. Sarah screamed as the plug invaded her rectum. It got wider and wider, stretching and filling her helpless ass. Then the widest part was past, and her muscles snapped tight around the narrower neck of the plug, pulling it even deeper into her ass. The flared base pressed against her anus.



“Good girl,” Lady Miriam said, stroking Sarah’s clit. In addition to the unaccustomed fullness, Sarah could feel the increasing burning of the ki-on on her tender membranes. She was so distracted by this that she didn’t notice Lady Miriam putting the stimulation belt on her until it was fastened around her waist. “No, please, I’ll let you do anything to my ass. Please don’t put me in that thing,” she said.



“Your ass is already mine. You don’t ‘let’ me do anything,” Lady Miriam said. “And I want you properly warmed up for tonight.” She fastened the second strap between Sarah’s legs, positioning the open slot so that Sarah’s swollen clitoris poked through. A drop of ki-on on that sensitive organ, and Sarah was propelled beyond rational thought. Her entire being focused on the throbbing of her clit, and the way her spasming muscles fucked her subtlety on the plug in her ass.







After what felt like hours, Revka came to retrieve Sarah. The burning in her clit and ass had finally eased. As long as she stayed still, Sarah was fine. The slightest movement, however, shifted the plug in her ass and rubbed her clit against the strap. Sarah moaned as Revka stripped her, washed her with cool water, and dressed her again. The dress was much more revealing than her everyday clothing: a short skirt and a low, tightly-laced bodice that threatened to spill her breasts out over the top. *Oh, well,* Sarah thought. *All the slaves and Lady Miriam have seen me naked already.*



Revka took her to the large formal dining room. Every step increased Sarah’s arousal, until she was moaning slightly as she walked. Revka opened the door and pushed her inside. Sarah froze. The room was full of people, over a dozen, eating dessert. They were dressed formally for dinner. She was dressed in the skimpiest outfit she’d ever worn.



Lady Miriam looked up and beckoned her over. Sarah went to her. “Kneel,” Lady Miriam ordered. Sarah gasped at the movement of the strap against her clit as she complied. “You’re mine to lend out as I like,” Lady Miriam said. Sarah flushed at the thought of being offered up to a stranger’s pleasure. Was her mistress going to let one of the guests use her? Lady Miriam continued. “I know you desperately need to orgasm, slut, but you can’t yet. You’re going to crawl on your hands and knees under this table and orally pleasure any of my guests who want to come in your mouth.”



That was worse than being sent to a guest’s room to be raped after supper. Sarah felt tears prickling at her eyes, but she knew she had to obey. Slowly, tormented by the stimulation belt, she crawled under the heavy table.



She was surrounded by knees. Men’s in black trousers, women’s in gowns. She looked around for an indication of whom she was to serve. There, off to her left. A woman had rucked her skirts up and spread her legs. Sarah crawled over and buried her head in the woman’s crotch. She used her trained mouth skillfully, teasing the woman’s clit until she came with a soft sigh. Sarah wondered if the woman’s conversation partners knew what was being done to her beneath the table.



Wiping her mouth on her hand, she looked for her next task. A man on the other side of the table had unbuttoned his trousers and freed his cock. It bobbed up towards the underside of the table, red and almost fully erect. Sarah approached hesitantly. Despite Revka’s lessons, she had never sucked a real cock.



He sucked in his breath when she closed her lips around the head. Running her tongue around the head of his penis, she felt him grow harder. He was almost as hard as one of the wooden dildos she was used to, but his smooth skin slipped over the hardness in an intriguing way. He wasn’t as big as most of Lady Miriam’s toys; she could do this. She closed her eyes and swallowed him. When she felt him hit the soft back of her throat, she opened farther and took him all the way in, as she’d been trained. She was startled when his hand grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck, forcing her to bob up and down on his shaft. Fortunately, it only took a few thrusts to finish him. The cock twitched and swelled in her mouth. His hips jerked as he came, and she hit her head on the underside of the table, falling back hard on the plug in her ass. He had been so deep down her throat when he came that she had no option but to swallow most of his semen.



Sarah had serviced about half of the guests when dinner finished. Her stomach felt full of come, and she was glad she hadn’t had any dinner of her own.



Lady Miriam drew her out from under the table and gave her a napkin to wipe her face. The party moved to the parlor. “I want you all to get a good look at my newest acquisition, Sarah, since so many of you have made use of her talented mouth this evening,” she said. Sarah couldn’t help wondering which of the guests had come in her mouth. Probably not that blonde man with the bulging erection, unless he was very quick to recover. Did she remember the lace trim on that prim-looking woman’s dress?



Lady Miriam ordered Sarah to strip. Then she unlocked Sarah’s belt with her ring and peeled it out from between the slave’s soaking lips, which had puffed up around it. “Bend, over, Sarah, and show everyone what you’ve got in your ass.” Sarah wished she could die of embarrassment as she bent over and spread her ass cheeks, exposing the base of the bronze plug to all of Lady Miriam’s guests. She almost lost her balance as Lady Miriam pushed on the plug.



Lady Miriam guided her to a raised dais at one end of the room. “Get down on all fours with your ass towards the room,” she commanded. Raising her voice, she addressed her guests. “Before today, this little slutslave had never had anything in her ass.



She grasped the base of the butt plug, pulling the wide part against the inside of Sarah’s sphincter. Sarah knew what was coming. She tried to relax, but she still cried out in pain as her mistress ripped the plug from her inexperienced hole. The guests murmured as they watched her anus tighten and release uncontrollably. “I’d like to feel that clenched around my cock,” one of the men said. Sarah hoped his wish wasn’t going to come true.



“Since she’s mine, I think it’s only fair that I should be the one to rape her virgin ass for the first time,” Lady Miriam said. She strapped on a cock and sat in a wide armchair on the dais. She handed a bottle to Sarah. “Lube me up good, because this is going in your ass whether you like it or not.” Sarah’s hands shook as she obeyed. This was one of Lady Miriam’s smaller cocks, but it was still fairly large, with a bulbous head and ridges along the shaft.



“That’s right, slut. I’m going to fuck your ass with this in front of everyone, so they can see how much you love it.” The guests stood or sat according to their preferences, choosing vantage points from which they could all see the entertainment.



Lady Miriam’s cock jutted out lewdly from her hips, glistening with lube. Sarah’s cunt ached at the sight. *Why doesn’t she just fuck my pussy? It would feel so good….* But she knew the answer as soon as she thought the question. *Because this is more degrading for me, and she loves that.*



“Come here, slave,” Lady Miriam ordered. “Stand in front of me and face my guests.” Lady Miriam pushed Sarah’s feet apart so that her own legs were between Sarah’s, spreading them. “Put your hands behind you on the armrests.” Sarah was breathing fast and shallow now, afraid of the pain that she could do nothing to avoid.



Lady Miriam took hold of Sarah’s hips and pulled her down until the head of her cock was pressing against the girl’s anus. Slowly, ignoring Sarah’s whimpers, she worked the head into the tight hole. It hurt. Sarah had never felt so full, and she knew this was only the tip of the cock. She squeezed her eyes shut.



Lady Miriam pulled her hair sharply. “Open your eyes, slut. Look at everyone who’s here to watch me fuck you.” Everyone’s eyes were devouring Sarah’s naked flesh. The blond man had taken out his cock and was thrusting into his hand with deep, slow movements. He met Sarah’s eyes, and she knew he was imagining it was her ass gripping him, not his hand. On a wall behind the guests was a large mirror, the largest Sarah had ever seen. She could see herself reflected there, naked except for the slave collar, poised over her mistress’s cock.



Without warning, Lady Miriam spread her knees wider, knocking Sarah’s feet out from under her. Sarah caught herself on her arms, but she could feel the cock slowly sinking deeper into her ass. Her arms began to tremble under her weight. They gave out suddenly, and she fell fully back into Lady Miriam’s lap, impaling herself on the cock all the way to its wide base. Sarah screamed as she stretched painfully around the thick intruder. The pain was so bad she felt sure something had split open inside her. She could see Lady Miriam’s face in the mirror looking over her own shoulder. Her mistress had never looked so triumphant.



Lady Miriam reached up to tweak Sarah’s left nipple, pulling and rolling the hard nub in a way she knew would arouse her slave. After allowing Sarah a few seconds to adjust to having a cock in her ass for the first time, Lady Miriam began to move in and out a little at a time. Sarah could see it all in the mirror, her glistening pussy pink and exposed between her spread legs, the flush of arousal across the tops of her breasts. And, oh, the cock sliding in and out of her ass, dragging her tight ring of muscles down on each outward stroke and dimpling it in with each inward stroke.



Lady Miriam moved more and more vigorously, until she was pulling the cock almost all the way out of her slave’s ass and then slamming it back in again. The pain had long since faded, and Sarah was cooperating in her ravishment, fucking herself up and down on Lady’ Miriam’s big tool, enjoying the pressure and fullness. Her fingers dug hard into the armrests, and she gave a low moan every time her mistress speared into her.



She knew everyone in the room could tell she was enjoying this violation, but she couldn’t stop herself. Lady Miriam increased the pace of her thrusts, and her thighs tensed under Sarah. Sarah ground herself hard on the cock, rocking the base against her mistress’s clit. Lady Miriam came in her ass, biting down hard on Sarah’s shoulder to contain her cries. Her hips thrust brutally up into her slave’s flesh until the climax passed.



Sarah was still fucking up and down on the hard shaft. Lady Miriam stroked Sarah’s hard clit firmly between her fingers. Once, twice, and Sarah was coming, shaking and moaning. The pressure in her ass held her open even as her muscles tried futilely to close, and it prolonged her orgasm for unbearable minutes. As soon as her orgasm started to ebb, Lady Miriam milked another one out of her clit. Sarah came and came until she begged to be allowed to rest, and still her mistress made her come one more time.



Sarah was exhausted by the time she was lifted off her mistress’s cock and laid on the floor.



“That was a beautiful display,” one of the female guests said. Sarah didn’t she who it was; her eyes were closed, and it seemed she might never catch her breath.



“Thank you,” said Lady Miriam.



“You really ought to bring her to my little party week after next. Between her and my Ruth, we could have quite a lot of fun.”



“What an excellent idea,” Lady Miriam said. “In the meantime, though, anyone who wants to fuck this slave tonight can do whatever they want with her. She won’t come unless I’m touching her, but I think she’s had enough of that for one night, don’t you?”



Sarah groaned weakly as she was picked up and transfixed with a cock in her cunt. When another cock pushed itself into her tenderized ass, she nearly passed out. It was a long, long night.

Kelly was waiting for me when I got out of the shower last night and finally came into the bedroom.



I was sore and tired. I had been working outside in the brutal heat and was physically drained. At times like these, I love to let go and let her take the lead and that’s exactly what she did. It’s almost like her way of rewarding me for working so hard on her honey-do list.



She was dressed only in black four-inch pumps and a black bustier. A suede flogger was in her hand and she was menacingly swishing it back and forth.



“I’ve been waiting for you”, she said coolly.



There was no need for me to say anything. I could have easily taken control since I’m normally the one in charge or I could have asked for a rain check since I was exhausted but I never like to say “no” when she’s in the mood.



I simply knelt on the carpet in front of her and presented my ass. She lovingly stroked it with the flogger, increasing the intensity as she spoke.



“I’ve cooked up a particularly nasty little punishment for keeping me waiting. Follow me.”



Kelly sashayed into the bathroom and I crawled behind her, admiring the swing of her perfect ass in front of me and I watched with nervous anticipation as she got the enema equipment from under the sink.



“Worship my ass, and maybe I’ll go easy on you”, she said teasingly.



Easy wasn’t what I wanted and I knew she would make it as difficult as she could anyway. I would do the same in her position and she knew it. I licked and caressed her lovely ass while she ran the water and adjusted the temperature. After a few minutes, she spread her feet and arched her back so that I could lave her wrinkled rosebud. She moaned as I licked but it didn’t slow her preparations.



Even without being able to see, I knew that my tormentor had unwrapped a new bar of Ivory soap and placed it in the bag which she then filled with nearly-hot water. Loving every minute of it, I renewed my efforts on her asshole causing her to speak breathlessly.



“You’re going to get a nice, hot, soapy enema and hold it until I say you can release, is that clear?” she asked.



“Yes, Mistress” I replied, though I’m sure it came out as more of a mumble since I still had my face buried in her ass.



Kelly straightened up and turned around, pushing me back onto my haunches. She took a step forward so that my nose was nestled in her slit. I was tempted, but I knew better than to lick without permission. I simply sat there and inhaled the heavenly scent of her very wet pussy as she explained the rules.



“You are going to take all of this hot, soapy water and then you are going to lick me until I come. For every minute that it takes for you to get me off, I am going to add an ounce more water. Do you understand?”



I understood fully and groaned at the implication. I can take two quarts without too much trouble but the amount of soap that she added would make it painful and difficult. Going a few ounces over two quarts at the beginning is challenging but adding toward the end will be torture. I could only hope that she would come quickly since she was already pretty excited.



“Yes, ma’am” was the only response I could muster.



Kelly pushed me back and motioned for me to put my nose on the carpet. I obeyed and felt her lubing my ass with a more-than-usual amount of K-Y. I should have known that she had more surprises up her sleeve.



“Oh, you’re probably wondering what this is” she teased as she inserted a large nozzle into my ass. “You’ve probably heard of a double-balloon nozzle before.”



I had, and the thought of it was both exhilarating and terrifying. Once the inner balloon was inflated, she could fill me up with as much water as she wanted and I would have to hold it as long as she demanded.



Still, the feeling of it gliding past my sphincter was deliciously erotic. Owing to the excess of lube and slickness of the silicone, it felt like a gloved finger inching into my rectum. Once it was in past the first balloon, she gently squeezed the inflator and I felt the balloon swell inside me. One more squeeze and I could definitely feel the pressure. I should have known that Kelly wouldn’t let me off that easy. The next two pumps were delivered in rapid succession and the pressure built quickly to an intense level



“I just wanted to make sure that you could really feel it” she cooed.



I was still adjusting to the fullness when I heard the telltale ‘click’ of the valve being opened and the felt the water rush into me. At first, it was cool where the water in the hose had reached room temperature and then I felt the warmth of the soap combined with the warmth of the water from the bag.



I was already squirming and tapping my toes on the floor as I looked up to see how much I had taken. The bag was still bulging and I could see suds peaking over the top. We had a long way to go.



I could feel the water filling my colon and inching higher and higher. Slowly, the pressure would build until I thought I would burst and then subside as the water reached deeper and deeper. I willed myself to take slow, deep breaths and relax.



Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, I heard the faint ‘slurp’ as the last of the water emptied from the bag. When she was sure that I had taken it all, Kelly clamped off the nozzle and removed the hose.



I was eager to get started but my mistress took her time walking to the bedroom and sprawling out on the bed. I followed close behind her, the inflators and nozzle swinging obscenely behind me like a tail.



I wanted to dive in immediately and start sucking on her clit but I knew this was tricky business. Too fast or too hard and she would just push me away. I had to start slow enough for her orgasm to build. At the same time, I was eager to get it over with so I could limit the amount of water she would add to my already-distended bowels.



I flattened my tongue and dragged it slowly from the opening of Kelly’s little, pink vagina up to the top of her slit. Much to my surprise, she groaned and grabbed my head forcefully, pulling it into her sex. I thought I had won the jackpot and started sucking her clit and simultaneously scrubbing it with my tongue, a move that is sure to push her into dream land.



True to form, she clamped my head between her legs as I shoved two fingers into her cunt. Her pussy contracted rhythmically around my fingers and I was about to declare victory. Total time was under two minutes.



As difficult as it was, I had to sit back and wait for Kelly to float back to Earth, the clock continuing to add to my punishment. Before too long, she sat up and spoke.



“That one doesn’t count… it was too easy” she said with an evil smirk.



I dove in again, being careful to start slowly and build up. I licked slowly up both sides of her outer labia, pulling on each with my lips and teeth. Next, I repeated the procedure on her inner lips, trying to get my tongue between her clit and her hood as I reached the top. Given that she had already come, it took longer this time to get her to her peak. At one point, she pulled her knees up and insisted that I tongue-fuck her asshole. When she tired of making me suffer and was ready to come, she guided my head up to her clit. Within seconds, she was tossing around in the throes of her second orgasm.



By the time she came down again and looked up at the clock, sixteen minutes had passed.



“Looks like this is going to be a two-and-a-half-quart enema!” she chirped wickedly.



I dutifully followed her into the bathroom where she filled up a water bottle and poured it into the bag. After re-attaching the bag to the nozzle, she unceremoniously opened the valve and the rest of the water began to pour into me. The cramps from the enema I was already holding were intense and coming in waves. The added water brought me to the point that I truly thought it would come squirting out, balloon and all.



By some miracle, I was able to take it all and Kelly finally took pity on me leaving me to release on my own. Before long, I had emptied and went to join her in the bedroom to see what she had planned next.



When I opened the door, my jaw dropped as I saw what awaited me. Kelly was standing near one corner of our four-poster bed, an enormous dildo jutting out from her crotch and another, larger bag hanging from the bed-post.



After all the soap in the last enema, I knew I was due for a rinse but I was hoping for a more gentle approach. Instead, she was upping the ante.



“Get your ass over here and bend over!” she barked.



I hurried to get into position and Kelly slathered my ass with lube as soon as my head hit the mattress. The dildo was easily as large as my wrist and it held two wicked surprises. It had a tube running its length so it would serve as an enema nozzle and it was inflatable. I wasn’t sure that my ass could take all this punishment but Kelly was not going to be deterred.



Carefully lining up my asshole, she began pressing her weight into me, forcing me open. The outer sphincter yielded and I accepted an inch or two. The muscles provided determined resistance but eventually gave way under the steady pressure.



When my body first accepts a large object like that, the sensation is enough to take my breath away and it takes two or three insertions before I can stand for her to leave it in. This time, she didn’t back out. Kelly continued to press forward and the nerves in my ass screamed in protest. As soon as she had me impaled and I was gulping for air, she gave the inflator ten quick squeezes and opened the valve to start the water.



I have never been more thoroughly beside myself than I was at that moment. I was dancing on my toes, filling up with a 3-quart enema and skewered on a dildo 3 inches in diameter. I’m a pretty tough guy but I honestly thought that I might faint at that moment.



Then came the thrusting.



Kelly pulled back until only the head of the dildo remained in my ass and slowly began pushing it back into me. I didn’t get a chance to ask permission and shuddered through my orgasm before I even knew what hit me.



“You’re not going to get off that easily!” she warned.



She didn’t miss a stroke and instead, reached around and roughly jacked my overly-sensitive cock. Her stroking into my ass got faster, deeper and harder and I knew that she was close to her own release. Within moments, she pulled both of my hips back with her hands and swiveled her hips, trying to get as much stimulation against her clit as she could by driving her phallus into my ass.



I was groaning from the enormity of the dildo and the volume of water I was holding. She was groaning through her own orgasm and we must have been quite a sight. Before too long, she coasted down from her high and, since she was standing, I knew she would want to disengage and lay down as soon as possible. My ordeal was nearly over. She unhooked herself from the harness and then hooked it around my waist to keep the dildo from slipping out. I stood up and saw that the enema bag was empty.



“Come here.” Kelley spoke through her post-orgasmic haze.



“Turn around”



Without warning, she grabbed the inflator and gave it five quick squeezes, making my eyes bulge again.



“Now you can go relieve yourself and get cleaned up”



When I returned, Kelly was asleep and I kissed her sweetly on her forehead. She had opened the door for some heavy-duty ass play. Next time, she would be on the receiving end.

About 6 months ago I joined a gym because I have never had a very masculine body and now that I just turned 21 it was time to finally get off my butt and try to build some muscle. That is where I met my girl friend Brook who stands 5′ 9″, has a fantastic body and a gorgeous face. She looks like Tia Carrere who was in Wayne’s World and True Lies but in my opinion much hotter. I have always had a thing for hot asian girls so when she walked up to me, my jaw almost dropped. I could not believe she walked up to me and started a conversation. Not only did she approach me, she asked if I wanted to grab a bite after working out. I agreed to meet her in an hour and could not help but to stare at her tight ass as she walked back across the gym. She turn and looked back and caught me staring and gave me a smile. Now I had the energy to lift more weight than I had ever lifted before. It still was not very much weight since I was a still a novice at working out but at that moment I felt like an champion body builder.



After working out I quickly showered and I met her in the lobby of the gym. She said she knew the perfect place to go so we got into her BMW convertible and we went to a quiet restaurant with very few customers. That was nice because we were able to talk and get to know each other. Since we were really hitting it off I asked why she approached me and not the big guys at the gym. She gave an evil smile and said, “Guys with long hair turn me on and I prefer guys who are lean. They are more flexible and are much more fun in bed.” I could not help myself from blushing and when she noticed that, she smiled even more and said, “I am so glad we met, I am gonna have so much fun with you.” Being naive, I had no idea what she meant but I was having such a good time, I really did not care. We did not sleep together that night but with in a week we were dating and started an exciting sex life. I have always been shy so even though I had just turned 21, Brook was my first girl friend. Also I do not have a lot of confidence since my dick is smaller than average only being a little over four inches fully hard.



Before I mentioned I did not have a masculine body. The truth is, I actually have kind of feminine features and had been teased most of my life for my looks. I love having long hair and would never change that but I was sick of being called a girlie boy and almost every other name they could come up with. Along with wanting to build muscle, I also hoped I might meet a girl at the gym. I just never dreamed I would actually meet someone so quickly.



Not before long I moved in with Brook. She is only 25 and already has her own Internet based business. I don’t fully understand what the business does, but it is successful enough that she owns her own 4 bedrooms, 3 baths rooms house with a hugh back yard. If anyone would have bet me a year ago that I would be living with a beautiful girl in a real nice house and was extremely happy, I would have bet what ever I had and told them “No way, that will never happen.”



Brook is really into eating healthy and working out so she put me on a very healthy diet and works out with me. I was surprised at the exercised she has me do. Mostly she taught me yoga and pole dancing. When we did any other exercises, they were the same exercise most of the girls were doing instead of the stuff I saw the guys doing. At first I resisted the yoga and especially the pole dancing but she told me that since I was new at working out, I had to build a foundation and work on my flexibility prior to getting into the heavy workouts. At first I felt really silly pole dancing especially since she made me wear heels for the extra tension it puts on the leg and ass muscles. It was really good workout and I could definitely feel I was getting in shape so continued to do what she said.



Not only did I do what she said when it came to eating and working out, she really took charge our relationship and our sex life. I am so in love with her, I will do anything she wants. She is very kinky and we experimented with many different fetishes. We tried a lot of different roll playing scenario’s and sex in public places. She turned me on to anal play where she made me wear a butt plug or she uses her strap-on on me. She even made me suck on her strap-ons and dildos. At that point she had not dressed me up yet except for the heels she made me wear when I pole danced. We both like BDSM and I tried being in charge by tying Brook up, teasing her and spanking her but it was quite obvious that I was not very good at that. She knows how to and loves being dominate. I now truly believe I was born to be submissive.



One day Brook inserted a medium size pink vibrating butt plug in my ass, sat me in a chair and tied me up securing my arms and my upper body to the back of the chair. Then she secures my legs to the legs of the chair. She started to give me a slow sensual hand job. Her hands and my cock was covered in lotion and she was messaging my balls switch off from stroking me and gliding her palm in circular motion around the head of my cock. She would also vary the speed of the plug. She kept me close to cumming for almost an hour and was driving me absolutely crazy. Every now and then, she would get me so close, she would let go and just watch my dick twitch and ooze out a little pre-cum. Then Brook told me she was going paint my toes before she would let me cum.



Even though I did not have a choice, I agreed to letting her do it. I knew it would make me feel silly but I trusted her and knew kinky things pleased her. I figured no one would know and we had already tried so many different things, I thought, what the hell. As Brook placed a foam separator between the toes on my feet, she told me she had a bunch of different colors and I had to pick the color she would use. If I picked the same color she had in mind, I would get a special treat. I looked at the colors and figured she either had the bright red or the pink in mind so I told her I picked either of those two colors. She smiled and advised me her choice was one of the colors but since I did not pick one color, I would have to beg her to paint my toes in the color I chose. As I thought about it she started to tease my dick again but this time with her mouth. She sucked just the head of my dick in and swirled her tongue around it. I let out a moan and she stopped and said if I didn’t beg soon, she would tease me for at least another hour before I could cum. I suddenly started begging her to paint my toes Pink and she asked why I wanted her to paint my toes pink. From some of our past roll plays I thought I knew what she wanted to hear. I started saying, “Pink is a cute color and even though I am already cute, pink toes will just make me even more cute.” Brook then made me promise to do what ever she wanted if she would paint my toes. Once again, being putty in her hands, I did just that.



Brook whispered in my ear that while she did my toes, she wanted me to tell her how much I have wanted her to do this and how horny it makes me to have my toes painted. As she started to paint my toes, she asked me guiding questions. I found myself saying how I have never really felt masculine and painting my toes has been a dream of mine for years. She took her time doing my toes and commented how she could tell how much this was turning me on. As I was agreeing with her I started to realize it did turn me on a little bit since I never lost my erection.



As I look back, a lot of our pervious sex and experimentation with roll plays has conditioned me to say what she wanted to hear but obvioulsy at the time, I had no clue. I also had no idea how much things would change over the next few months. After my toes were painted a dried, she said she had something that would be a perfect accompaniment to my toes. She told me to closed my eyes as she walked away. When Brook returned, she untied me, removed the plug and slid something over my feet and then up my legs. I felt like it was a pair of underwear. She had me raise my hips off the chair and she slid them fully on. I opened my eyes and looked down to see I was wearing a pink pair if women’s panties that matched my pink toes. This is the first time she has feminized me and I did not think she would be into doing that. Suddenly I had some very mixed feelings. I felt silly and embarrassed yet at the same time it was made me horny and naughty. Brook asked me to walk across the room to a pole and dance for her. Now I felt really silly but I placed my hand on my hip, placed my left foot directly in front my right foot and walked crossing each foot over the other like that down to the pole. Then I started to some of the dances she had taught me. I looked at Brook and could see how happy this made her which made me want to give her a real good show. After a few minutes she applauded and threw a dollar at my feet. I slid down doing a split which was easy after all of the yoga a dancing classes and picked up the dollar. Brook then clapped her hands and then she handed me my jeans. She told me we were going away on a trip right now and to get dressed. When I started to look suprised and started to speak, she placed her index finger on my lips and giving the “Shhh” sound. Her finger stayed on my lips, leaned forward and she said whispered in my ear, “You picked the right color and I have a big suprised for you. Keep the panties on and finish putting your clothes on so we can go. We are going on an adventure and you are going to cum harder than you have ever before.” I tried to find out where we were going and what was going on but she just smiled and said it would ruin the surprise. As I was getting dressed Brook left the room for about ten minutes. While she was gone I got dressed and walked over to a full length mirror and looked at myself trying to see if I had panty lines showing. As far as I could tell, nobody would have a clue I was wearing panties and pink toes to match. Brook returned, kissed my very passionately and then walked me out to her car. I was wondering where we were going on and then I realized we were pulling up to the airport. She pulled into long term parking and I asked what was going on. “You will see so trust me. I have taken care of everything. You are about to be pampered like never before and take our relationship and sexual fantasies to a whole new level.”



I started to get worried that since she had just painted my toes, made me wear panties and then go out in public, she might completely feminize me. Then I thought if she did, it would be in a hotel room in private. She would never do anything to hurt or embarrass me.



She got out of the car and went to the trunk pulling out 2 medium size rolling suitcases. She handed me one handle and told me to follow her. I kept asking questions and finally she stopped in her tracks, started straight into my eyes and sternly said, “I love you and want to give you this adventure more than anything. I have gone way out of my way to plan this so if you care anything about me, you will quit with the questions and just enjoy the trip.” She had never talked to me like that. It made me feel small the way she spoke to me but also made me feel bad I was ruining her plans. As she continued to walk I lowered my head and followed her.



As I started to catch up to Brook, she stopped walked and turned to me. “I’m sorry about how I talked to you but I have put a lot of thought and time into making the best and wildest few days of your life. You should know by now, I know what you truly want and I plan to give you an experience you will never forget. I love you and I will never let you get hurt. You have to trust me and you will end up doing some things you might think you don’t want to do at first but if you trust me and do what I say, you will find you will love it. Will you promise me you will do what I say no questions asked?”



I looked her and said, “I have to admit this all scares me but I do love and trust you with all of my heart so yes, I promise.” I still had no idea how wrong I was when thought I knew how far she might take this.



Brook smiled and said, “Thanks, you won’t regret it. Now stay here while I check our bags.” As she walks away I wonder what she has planned but I figure she is just gonna take me to a new place and have crazy sex in a hotel room. What I don’t know is where and for how long. She comes back and said, “I will hold



The tickets and we are about to fly first class to San Francisco. I told you that you were gonna be pampered baby so let’s go to the through security so we can go to the lounge and have ourselves a drink.”



I followed her to the security line and suddenly got real nervous. I have never been on a plane and had heard but completely forgot they make people



removed their shoes going through security. I see the security officer picking people at random and I turn to Brook and asked, “What if they pick me? Everyone will see my painted toes.”



Nonchalantly she said, “Everyone is not here and who cares if they see your toes, you don’t know them and you will never see these people again of god sake.”



Even though she is right, I become real self conscious and pray as I walk through the line I don’t get picked. When I don’t get picked and just walk through, I am completely relieved. We walk down the hall see lounge. We walk in and she has obviously done this before. She tells me to grab us a couple of seats and she goes to the unmanned bar and pours us each a whiskey. I’m in awe watching how comfortable she is at all of this. Like I said before, I have never been on a plane much less traveling first class. As she handed me the drink I told her how I could get use to this. She smiled, clinked our glasses together and took a big drink. I sipped mine and she just looked at me and told me to quit acting like a girl and drink up. I’m not sure how to take that but I follow suits and gulp down the rest.



Brook leaned into me and asked, “Now, how did it make you feel when you thought people would see your pinky toes?”



“Terrified.” I replied.



“But you got through it didn’t you. You did not let the fear hold you back. I find that would help bring you out of your shell which I find real sexy. Almost as sexy as your toes and matching panties.” Brook let out a big laugh and a wicked smile. ” I’ll get us another drink.”



I started to think I’m over my head here but after my second drink I started to loosen up. We heard the call for our flight and she led me out of the lounge and past all of the people who have booked a coach seat on the plane. We sat in the comfortable seats and relaxed as the rest of the plane filled up. I was relaxed from the drinks and enjoyed being there when we got the pre flight instructions. They mentioned that we were flying to Atlanta and advised us how long it should take. I asked if we got on the wrong flight and she replied, “I didn’t book a direct flight and we switch flights in Atlanta but don’t worry, we are flying first class the whole way.”



The flight and landing went real smooth. We exited the plane and walked into the main portion of the airport. We walked around for a while and I kept picking at my ass trying to adjust my panties. Brook laughed and said, “That’s not very lady like so go into the rest room and adjust yourself. I found a stall and even though I’m in a stall, I got nervous that someone might see throughout the small crack by the stall door as I undid my pants. A humiliating feel came over me and I quickly adjusted my panties and pulled my pants back up as quickly as possible. Feeling relieved no one saw, I walked back to Brook who was waiting outside. As we headed to the next terminal to catch our connecting flight, I realize we now have to go through another check point. My heart started to speed up again once again hoped I would not get picked to take off my shoes. This time I did get picked. I started to freeze but Brook grabbed my hand and said, “Who gives a fuck what they think. Show your toes and be proud.” then she lead me towards the security guard.



What she said did not take away the fear and humiliation but gave me enough courage to remove my shoes and socks and walk through. I heard gasps and snickers and I walked through security. As I passed through I felt completely humiliated. Brook kissed me and told me she is proud of me and advised me that even though my face looked upset, the bulge in my pants said otherwise. I suddenly realized that getting humiliated turns me on and as I thought back to when I adjusted in the bathroom, I was hard then too. I just did it so fast I didn’t realize at the time. My mind struggled with the new realization that it turns me on to be humiliated. As we walked to the next lounge I figured out that Brook is right. She knows more about what I want than I know. I can’t believe a few hours ago I was getting one of the best hand jobs I had even gotten and now I’m wearing pinky panties and just took my shoes off so a bunch of strangers got to laugh at my pinky toes nails. Now I thought that my perception about her feminizing me privately in a room might be an under estimation.



I looked at Brook trying to figure all of this out in my head. She looked back at me and could see I was angry and confused. Sweetly she said, “Look, it was about a one in five chance you would have to take off your shoes. Like I said before, you don’t know them and they don’t know you. Your confused because you feel I did this to you even though I have told you that I would never hurt you. Well at the same time you got angry, your dick got hard as a rock. You were teased and humiliated all your life but this is very different. You are being humiliated by someone who loves you and in a sexual way. You love it when I give you pain but would hate it if someone just came up and punched you. What you have to realize is I know what you don’t. I know what you truly want but if I didn’t force you to do it, you would be too afraid to see it for yourself. Like I said earlier. Trust me and do anything and everything I say.” That is when she leaned across the table and once again passionately kissed me. Once again I melted and started to feel bad I was even mad at her.



From that moment we started to hold hands and I started to relax again. We got on our next flight and from all of the drinks and emotional ups and downs, I dosed off. I was woken up by Brook with a soft kiss and I was still buzzed from the earlier drinks. We got off the plane and got our luggage. As we were walking out of the airport we were met by Linda, a close friend of Brooks that I had never met. She was almost as hot Brook. She had long blonde hair, a tight body and huge boobs. She smiled, shook my hand but then grabbed Brook and hugged her. They started to walk out talking and I just followed. We walked up to a stretch limo and the driver took our bags and placed them in the truck. Linda and Brook climbed in first and sat on the back bench seat. I climbed in and sat on one of the side bench seats. Linda handed each if us a shooter and made a toast. “To old friends, new friends, and to new experiences. What a wild ride it will be.” We clinked glasses, slammed our drinks and then they both laughed. As I wondered what the toast meant, Brook whispered something into Linda’s ear and they both laughed. Thats when Linda smiled at me and said, “Okay, let me see em.”



Feeling defensive I looked at Brook and asked why she said anything. She gave me a stern look and reminded me I that agreed to do was to do what ever she said. I could tell she was getting pissed so I tried to play it off by telling her she has not told me to do anything. She looked at me a said, “I will not stand for you to making me look bad in front of any of my friends. You will do anything I say and anything Linda says. She is like a sister to me and by not doing what she says is an insult to her and to me.” She then turned to Linda and said, “He is all yours.”

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