By Bernie
London
"How...how did you ever know?!" Jean gasped with panic, staring into Caitlin's face as the tall, naked girl pinned her down to the bed.
"You were good Jean, you looked and sounded exactly like Lara at all times." Caitlin replied solemnly. "But I always had my suspicions."
"Was it the bondage?" Jean stammered.
"Sort of, but I figured maybe Lara was just really horny after not seeing me for a long time and just really wanted to fuck me. We used to make love every night, so I figured four months of masturbation probably wasn't cutting it."
"So what was the giveaway?"
"Your big mistake Jean, was to keep on fucking me the way you did. After sucking your tits for long enough, I felt something different about them. They felt different in my mouth than Lara's. And same with the way you kissed me. And just the general way we fucked, something was all off. You just didn't do the same positions me and Lara would do. And then, one time after we showered together, I found the giveaway. A strand of red hair on the shower floor, and I knew immediately from the shade who it belonged to."
"Fuck." Jean cursed. "Then, what will you do to me?"
"I said the fucking was off. I didn't say it was bad." Caitlin explained as she leaned forward. "In fact, I liked it a lot."
"Mmm...really?" Jean smiled with satisfaction. "It was good for me too. I can see why Master Sebastien picked you over me."
"In fact, I wouldn't have said a thing if I wasn't so worried about Lara. So come on Jean, what happened to Lara?"
"It's a long story Caitlin." Jean smiled. "I might need some...motivation to try and remember everything."
***
"Do you want me to stand here?" Jean asked as she shook nervously. Her voice echoed back slightly at her, and the her bare feet were pressing against something cool, she suspected it was the ballroom of Croft Manor. A blindfold covering her eyes prevented her from seeing anything, and with the echo of the immense room she couldn't even pinpoint Caitlin's exact position.
"Just stand against the pillar in front of you." replied Caitlin's sensual voice.
"Like this?" Jean asked as she leaned her naked body into the tall, cold pillar of the ballroom. Jean shivered slightly from the marble's cold touch on her breasts and thighs. She wrapped her arms around the pillar and embraced it fully, shuddering as the cold went throughout her entire frame.
"What will you do to me now?" Jean asked, her breasts heaving as warmth steadily returned to her shivering body. Initially, only silence replied to her question.
Then, came the sound of a whip crashing through the air, and the smack of hard leather against flesh.
Jean squealed, clenching the cold column as her body shook with agony. She forced herself up, her thighs were shaking uncontrollably and she gritted her teeth to ignore the pain. The intense burst of pain radiated from her left buttock, where the whip had landed. Another whiplash bit her across her other buttock, then another, slashing across the back of her left thigh. Jean cried with each agonizing strike, her body quivering with pain as a hot, burning arousal began to brew in her loins. An excited smile formed across her sensual lips and her breathing became even more ragged with anticipation.
"Yes, whip me again!" Jean begged wantonly, her body beginning to hump the cool pillar out of excess lust.
A smile of a different sort formed across the lips of Caitlin Fairchild as she watched the brazen display before her. A hedonistic smile. She held the whip tightly in her hand and raised it over her shoulder to strike Jean again, this time lashing from her right shoulder to cross with the mark already on the left side of her round ass.
Caitlin listened and drank in the sounds of Jean's moans and cries of agony, and the redhead's incessant, unyielding begging for more. Caitlin's tall frame shuddered and her left hand immediately dove between her thighs to rub her bare pussy and stoke the licentious fires that began to burn within her loins. Caitlin's erotic moans joined Jean's in a duet of ecstasy that echoed through the room.
Caitlin's tall heels on her knee-high boots clicked loudly as she strolled closer to Jean. Jean grew visibly more excited as Caitlin grew near, she could hear the tall girl's breathing, her breasts heaving inside the tight corset she wore. Caitlin walked up to Jean and spun the panting woman around, pressing her against the pillar so that the scratches and bruises on her back flared up with pain from the contact with the cold stone. After relishing in Jean's agony for a moment, Caitlin ripped off the blindfold Jean wore and kissed her fiercely on the lips. Jean moaned as Caitlin devoured her lips, and stroked Caitlin's tongue with equal affection as the tall redhead stroked hers.
"Mmm...black leather corset. I love those." Jean moaned as she placed both hands on Caitlin's chest and stroked her round tits over the material, circling her fingertips over her nipples.
"Turn back around and spread your legs. Let me eat you out." Caitlin whispered, kneeling down in front of Jean and taking a large whiff of her heady cunt.
Jean complied and leaned her body back against the pillar. The licentious redhead writhed wantonly with lust and spread her legs as Caitlin caressed her smooth, creamy buttocks with open palms and clenching fingers. She massaged Jean's silky skin and enflamed her throbbing wounds simultaneously. As Jean's moans grew louder, Caitlin tilted her face up and licked up the crack of Jean's luscious ass, following it down to the puffy lips of her wet pussy.
Jean gasped with wanton excitement and began squatting down slightly as Caitlin licked her cunt, first lapping the remaining honey from Jean's previous orgasm, then shoving her tongue into her slit to stroke her clitoris. Jean bit her lip and whined with agony from Caitlin's affections, timing her squats in sync with Caitlin's tongue movements.
"Harder...harder...!" Jean moaned, writhing against the cold pillar. Her moans grew in intensity as Caitlin began to suck wetly on her stiff clit, spreading sensual pleasure throughout Jean's shuddering, dripping frame. Jean hugged the pillar tightly, fingers clawing into the stone as Caitlin stroked Jean's smooth legs with her hands while continuing to devour her lover's clit. Caitlin continued suckling on the stiff nub in her mouth until Jean orgasmed, sending a gush of fresh honey out of her slit and into Caitlin's awaiting mouth. Caitlin continued to run her tongue along Jean's labia, cleaning off the splattered cum she missed. When she was done, she ran her lips along Jean's lush inner thighs, wantonly planting light kisses on her tender flesh while continuing to inhale her lover's musky aroma. Once she had finished with Jean's legs, Caitlin began to stand up but left her tongue against Jean's flesh, so it ran from the curves of her trembling buttocks to the small of her back and the nape of her hot, graceful neck.
Overcome with exhaustion, Jean fell breathlessly to her knees. She panted against the base of the pillar while her thin arms held her torso up. Caitlin looked down at her naked lover and waited patiently for her to catch her breath.
"I had no idea you were so forceful." Jean panted as she forced herself to her feet. "I always thought you were just Lara's bitch."
"We switch from time to time. Lara likes to get dominated sometimes." Caitlin explained through heavy pants.
"Believe me, I know." Jean giggled.
"But I wasn't done eating you out, now I'm going to start again."
"No...please...no more Kat...I'll tell you what you want to know..." Jean moaned, knowing it was a futile gesture by the burning look in Caitlin's eyes.
"Talk while I eat you out." Caitlin ordered as she grasped Jean's buttocks, squeezing and savoring them as they shimmered with her perspiration and splattered cunt juices. Caitlin licked Jean's cunt languidly, tasting of the honey from previous orgasms off her soft, fleshy lips. Jean whimpered with blissful agony, her body weak but still on fire.
"Uhhhhh...I met with Lara when she was on tour in the States..." Jean grunted, her voice straining from the intense sensations of Caitlin suckling on her clitoris. Further attempts to speak came out as mere gasps, the sound of Caitlin's moans and sucking noises became louder, as did Jean's sighs of pleasure. Jean's body bucked, her legs locked around Caitlin's head as she approached climax, her arms reaching above her head to grab the cum-splattered pillar for support. Jean's body stiffened and her back arched as she orgasmed again, her cunt contracting around Caitlin's slurping tongue as the tall redhead hungrily drank from Jean's honey pot. Jean whimpered softly, closing her eyes and rolling her head as she basked in the sensations of her pussy in Caitlin's slurping mouth.
Caitlin sprung to her feet from her squatting position behind Jean. Caitlin forcefully grasped Jean's wrists and turned the redhead around, pinning her to the column with her body and raising her slightly off her feet so their mouths were more level with each other. The two beautiful women looked at each other for a moment, feeling the heat of their breathless gasps and enjoying the feeling of their perspiration-soaked tits pressing and heaving against each other. Their lips once again joined in a passionate kiss, so intense they were left breathless within seconds.
"She is coming back here, tomorrow morning." Jean moaned as she returned Caitlin's french, entwining her tongue with the beautiful girl's.
"What?" Caitlin inquired, looking at Jean with shock in her emerald eyes.
"Lara's coming here, tomorrow morning." Jean panted, her sweaty tits bouncing with each breath. "We were planning to sneak Lara in and then take turns fucking you. I'd still be disguised as Lara Croft, but there's no need for the deception any longer."
"No, there isn't. You shouldn't have thought of taking turns though, I'm very open to three way sex." Caitlin smiled.
***
The next day
Caitlin paced anxiously in the brightly lit foyer and glanced briefly at the door every few seconds, expecting it to open the instant she stared at it. Seconds turned to minutes, and she found she had been repeating the same mundane actions for almost half an hour. She sighed and was about to give up, when came the reassuring sound of the front door opening.
"Hi Caitlin, I missed you." Lara Croft smiled warmly as she came into view.
"Hello Lara." Caitlin smiled back, walking up to the beautiful young woman.
"Mmm...I love the outfit." Lara complemented, running her eyes over Caitlin's frame. Her long, sleek legs were laid bare by cut-off jean shots that were cut to almost the length of panties, while a cropped halter top struggled to contain her large breasts, her nipples poking through the thin white material.
"And I think yours would look better on the floor." Caitlin purred back as she embraced Lara in her arms.
"I know about you and Jean, Lara." Caitlin whispered to Lara.
"Jean! I....what are you talking about?!" Lara gasped, but the panicked improvisation was evident in her tone.
"No need for pretending." Caitlin insisted.
"Yes, she was smarter than I thought." Jean added, announcing her presence as she walked down the stairs. The stunning redhead was still naked from last night when she and Caitlin made love again. "It is good to see you again, Lara."
Lara fell immediately to her hands and knees and bowed her head down gently. "And it is to see you too, my mistress."
Jean smiled as she stepped up to Lara and nodded for her to rise to her feet. Jean reached inside Lara's long coat and pulled it off the beautiful woman's shoulders. Beneath she wore a grey tank top, cropped to reveal her stomach, and blue jeans that covered her from her curvaceous hips to her slender ankles..
"You've been working out Lara." Jean commented, running a hand over Lara's tight belly.
"I wanted to look beautiful for you my mistress. I wanted you to lust for me like you used to, because I want you to fuck me like you used to."
"You did as you promised Lara." Jean commended as she stroked Lara's cheek affectionately. "You will be suitably rewarded."
"Thank you my mistress." Lara gasped, almost sobbing with bliss.
"Let's go upstairs." Jean insisted, sharing glances with Lara and Caitlin.
***
Caitlin had already discarded her cut-off shorts and tank-top by the time they reached the bedroom, and she stepped out of her g-string panties as she walked through the door. Jean and Caitlin savouringly undressed Lara once they got in, touching and fondling her body as more of it became exposed. Lara was already wet and hot by the time she was naked.
The three gorgeous women crawled onto the massive bed, snuggling closely as they stretched their nude bodies across the red silk sheets. Caitlin laid flat on her back, supporting her head on a soft pillow while Lara and Jean laid on each side of her. Caitlin spread her legs and placed her slender arms around Jean and Lara, while Jean and Lara hooked one of Caitlin's creamy thighs with their own. Jean stroked Caitlin's left breast gently with the back of her hand, playing with her nipple until it turned into a stiff peak, while Lara gently kissed Caitlin on the mouth, forcing her lover's mouth open to stroke her tongue.
"It's been so long since we've kissed Caitlin." Lara moaned as she flicked her tongue with Caitlin's.
"Jean has kept me...occupied." Caitlin replied, her voice broken monetarily from the increasing pleasure of Jean's licentious suckling of her breasts. The stunning redhead swirled her tongue around Caitlin's left nipple while filling her mouth with more and more of Caitlin's silky flesh.
"I want to know everything that happened Lara." Caitlin moaned before once again melding her tongue with Lara's.
"Alright, I'll let you know everything." the British woman panted, placing a hand over Caitlin's luscious bosom.
"And I mean everything." Caitlin moaned, her body on fire as Jean leaned over her and began sucking on her right tit. "Jean, help Lara fill in the blanks."
"Okay. Where shall we start?" Jean asked as she looked up at Caitlin's face, a trail of saliva hanging from her lips to Caitlin's nipple.
"I arrived in the U.S. as planned, first arriving in Hawaii, where I met Aspen and we had a little talk about Sara." Lara began.
"Aspen still feels like shit?" Caitlin asked with concern.
"At that time, somewhat. I don't know how much she's changed by now. But at that time, she seemed a little better about herself but she really missed Sara, it was obvious. So I decided to cheer her up."
"By fucking her." Jean interrupted.
"I let her fuck me, I let her suck my pussy." Lara corrected. "She hasn't lost the touch."
"And then what happened?" Caitlin asked.
"It's a long story," Jean interrupted once more, "perhaps it's best if we use an alternative way of presenting it."
"What did you have in mind?" Lara inquired.
"Watch." Jean replied, closing her eyes tightly.
Lara and Caitlin suddenly felt a immense shock in the back of their minds, enough to cause them to lose consciousness. They awoke almost immediately, but found they were no longer on the silk sheets they had rested upon before, but rather, their naked bodies were now floating through an empty dark void.
*Where are we?* Caitlin asked, her voice sounding strange, almost ethereal.
*I'm using my mind to project these thoughts into your head Caitlin.* Jean replied. *We can continue talking while we watch the show*.
*What show?* Caitlin asked.
*Turn to your left.* Lara told Caitlin.
Caitlin did so and immediately saw the dark void dissipate in a flash of brilliant, illuminating light.
***
Nevada, USA
"Ms. Croft, thank you for that speech." the elderly man said gratefully as he gently shook Lara's hand.
"It was my pleasure." Lara warmly replied. "Now if you'll excuse me, I want to go back to my hotel."
"Oh, you won't be staying for the reception?" the man asked, disappointment evident in his tone.
"I'm dreadfully sorry, but I'm not feeling very well and I really should get some rest." Lara said woefully with a shrug of her shoulders.
***
Lara sighed as the hot shower water rushed over her face and cascaded down the curves of her voluptuous body. Lara rubbed the shampoo into her long, unbound hair until it formed a thick, white lather and then rinsed it away. Lara tossed her head back, so her chestnut brown locks rested on her back like a cloak, so she could scrub her front unobstructed.
As Lara's scrubbing hands stroked her breasts, she felt a heightened sensitivity on her nipples. Initially dismissing it, the sensation grew stronger even with accidental strokes. Soon Lara found herself doing it on purpose, enjoying in the increasing sexual pleasure it gave her. Lara leaned on one arm in the shower while her free hand unleashed on her left breast, massaging and pinching her nipple until it turned red and throbbed with agony. Lara's breath became ragged, and she leaned further against the shower wall so her tits were dripping and hanging beneath her.
Still euphoric with lust, Lara tentatively stroked her pussy, and found even her faintest touch to be electrifying. Lara fell backwards, collapsing into the far corner of the shower as she spread her legs and began to furiously molest her cunt. Her thighs instinctively closed around her hand, and Lara groaned with relief as she leaned back against the shower wall, relishing in the pleasurable agony of her own touch and the feeling of the hot, cascading water.
Lara didn't get out of the shower for almost a half-hour. Even afterwards, her body burned with an obscene fever and lust she couldn't explain. Lara collapsed and laid limply on the bed, wearing a white silk robe that clung to her still-wet flesh. Her hair was still unbound, the intense lusts she felt consumed her. She tried to repress it, closing her thighs and rolling on her side, but even the feeling of the smooth silk panties rubbing over her cunt, aroused her greatly.
"What's...what's happening?" Lara panted. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to avoid thinking about sex, but vivid images began to flash in her head.
Lara was pressed against a wall, while a hideous creature pounded his way into her from behind. She couldn't see it, but she could feel the cold, slimy feel of its skin and the harsh, inhuman grunting that accompanied each of his powerful thrusts. His cock was warm and throbbing, sheathed by her cunt. Lara groaned wantonly with lust, she could feel the monster's cock ready to explode.
"Yes...yes...come inside me...please!" Lara begged, thrusting herself backwards in sync with the monster's humping motions.
"No..." Lara gasped softly, pressing her fingers into her temples as she tried to repress the impure thoughts. She opened her robe slightly, just enough to free her wet tits from the material, and writhed wantonly on the bed. Her pussy began leaking juices, a wet spot was visible over her panties.
Lara giggled as streams of warm cum burst from the tip of an erect cock that hovered in her face, its musky taste still prevalent on her tongue. Lara licked the last of the cream from her face before turning to her left and seeing another thick cock, erect and ready to be taken. Lara opened her mouth and readily accepted it, immediately sucking the long shaft as it pushed its way down her throat. Lara moaned through a mouthful of thick, hard cock, her tongue rubbing beneath the surface of the member while sucking on the tip, already tasting its juices and ready to accept its full load.
"No...no..." Lara moaned as she laid on the bed, her arms diving between her legs and massaging her crotch through the material of her robe. With the lust burning, and controlling her actions, she angrily opened her robe and dove her right hand into her panties. She pushed two fingers into her cunt, moaning and writhing on the bed as she pinched and stroked her stiff clitoris.
Lara imaged her fingers were a man's cock, and a large, handsome lover was on top of her, driving himself into her. She muttered words of encouragement under her breath to her imaginary lover.
"Yes...you want to fuck me...come on...fuck me...harder...come on...deeper...!"
Lara groped her bouncing breasts while continuing to pleasure herself, arching her back as she felt her vaginal muscles stiffen. They closed shut around her fingers as she orgasmed with a scream of sexual release, a torrent of juices bursting from her cunt, drenching her already moist panties.
Still panting with exhaustion, Lara walked into the bathroom, clumsily stepping out of her wet panties and closing her robe over her naked body. She washed her hands in the bathroom sink and them splashed cold water over the flushed skin of her face over and over until she felt numb.
"What is wrong with me?" Lara coughed to herself.
"I know." a voice purred from behind as soft, caressing hands crept inside Lara's robe and stroked Lara's bare stomach, still moist from her shower and the intensity of her climax.
"Jean!" Lara exclaimed as she looked up saw the lovely redhead's reflection in the mirror.
"Yes, it's me." Jean replied, her voice still soft and sensual. Her hands continued to creep around inside Lara's robe, the sash around her waist beginning to loosen from the stresses.
"Was...was that you in my mind?! Was that why I was thinking of all those things?!" Lara demanded, her skin wet and enflamed with lust, Jean's sensual caresses only served to intensify the sensations. She could feel the heat of Jean's naked body from behind, the silk robe clung to Lara like a second skin, so she could feel the extra warmth of Jean's pussy against her ass, and the redhead's erect nipples poking into her back. Lara resisted the urge to lean into her, her loins erupting with another burst of sexual hunger.
"Mmm...those were tasty." Jean purred, stroking Lara's face gently. "But I only eavesdropped. You're fantasizing for another reason."
"Go away Jean." Lara managed to wimper, closing her eyes and trying to ignore the undeniable pleasure she felt from Jean's touch. Lara panted harshly as Jean's wandering hands cupped her tits, her tender nipples became electrified from Jean's soft pinches.
Lara's meek command only brought an amused smirk to her lips. "Why are you asking me to leave? I know you really don't mean that. I know you like this. You want me to continue."
"No...please stop it..." Lara forced herself to mutter. Her supple body began to bend and writhe slowly within Jean's embrace.
"There's no use lying around me Lara." Jean added in a mischievous whisper. Jean reached beneath Lara's robe and began to gently stroke Lara's wet pussy.
"I...don't trust you...Jean. I...do want you to leave." Lara struggled to breathe, her vagina melting from Jean's deft caresses.
"Then why aren't you fighting me?" Jean queried in a sensual whisper as she slowly untied the sash around Lara's robe. "I'm about to rape you. You're capable of stopping me. So why?"
"I...I don't know." Lara whimpered, her entire body trembling as she felt her robe loosening, peeling away from her sensual, wet curves.
"Maybe it's because you want to be fucked right now. You want to be my bitch." Jean whispered as she turned Lara's head so that their lips were now inches apart. Lara put up no resistance as Jean slid the damp robe off Lara's shoulders and down to her waist. Lara stood still, but her heart hammered and her breasts heaved with excitement as Jean leaned forward and devoured her moist lips. Lara opened her mouth wider and allowed Jean to probe her warm throat, while Jean's hands fondled the submissive young woman's large, wet tits. Jean pressed herself into Lara, pushing her against the bathroom wall. Jean reached down and untied the sash around Lara's waist, letting her robe fall to the ground.
"Ooh, you're already wet." Jean giggled as she began humping Lara's bare, honey-slick crotch. Jean sighed, Lara's slick pussy felt warm and arousing over her own.
The two women writhed and moaned in unison, their forms glistening with forming beads of love sweat. They both released an ecstatic cry of pleasure as their clits touched, their climaxes beckoning and ready to explode within them.
Lara shuddered with bliss, writhing helplessly between the wall and Jean. Jean groaned into Lara's shoulder, both their cunts leaked honey into each other. Jean covered Lara's gasping mouth with her's, sucking her pouty lips and inhaling Lara's heavy breaths.
Jean grasped Lara's heaving tits and rolled the soft flesh in her palms, feeling her nipples harden and poke into her hands. Lara gasped and held Jean tightly against her bosom as she knelt down and began sucking on her left tit, coating the already wet flesh with saliva. Lara arched her back, and Jean licked Lara's ribs as they became visible on her toned abdomen.
Jean reached beneath Lara's thighs with her right hand and rubbed her fingers vigorously over Lara's pussy. Lara groaned, her fingers digging into the wall behind her as she pumped her hips against Jean's fingers, wanting to drive them further inside her. Jean listened to Lara's increasingly harsh gasps as she fingered Lara's pussy, waiting for the moment just before she would climax. Just as Lara's panting reached its apex, Jean pulled her sticky fingers out, causing Lara to just miss her climax.
"No..." Lara panted with need. Her lips quivered, her mind and body filled with unsatisfied lust.
Forcing her by the arms, Jean leaned Lara against the bathroom counter and spread her legs apart.
"Please...please..." Lara gasped, her tits flopping beneath her as she wriggled with excitement, her throbbing pussy yearning to be touched again. Jean knelt behind Lara and grasped her shapely waist before shoving her head between Lara's thighs and licking her pussy. Lara moaned raggedly with pleasure, she began thrusting down with her hips, her thighs closing around Jean's head. Jean pushed her tongue into Lara's vagina further and harder, her nose inhaling Lara's musky scent as she stroked Lara's throbbing clitoris. Jean's head bobbed beneath Lara as she placed her hands on Lara's round buttocks and began slapping them, wet smacking sounds accompanied the sounds of Jean's voracious sucking of Lara's cunt and Lara's ragged moans. Lara leaned down further until her back was almost horizontal, the increasing pleasure in her cunt left her knees weak. Lara cried, the mirror in front of her becoming foggy with the hot breath of her erotic panting. Jean enfolded Lara's waist once again as she sucked harder on Lara's clit, stopping Lara's breath as she prepared for her inevitable release.
Lara's gasps echoed through the small bathroom as she orgasmed. Her back arched as waves of pleasure spread throughout her sex-starved flesh. Jean drank the honey that poured out of Lara's slit with relish, continuing to suck on Lara's vagina until every drop was consumed.
Jean slowly pulled away, her tongue caressing Lara's clit one last time as it slid out of her womanhood. Lara moaned as she felt the foreign member leave her, she reveled in every moment of it being inside of her. Too weak to stand up, Lara collapsed and laid on the floor, exhausted from her multiple orgasms. A smile was visible on her face as she panted; for the intense throbbing, the yearning she felt in her pussy, were finally gone. She felt satiated, and she knew exactly why.
"More...ah...more!! I want more!!" Lara moaned loudly. Now a different kind of hunger remained, a different kind of throbbing in her pussy. A throbbing of which she worshipped the sensation, and the woman who introduced her to it. "My mistress." Lara moaned in submission.
"Clean me off." Jean commanded. "Slut."
Lara knelt before Jean and lovingly rubbed her face against her slick thighs. She ran her tongue across Jean's flesh, gently licking her pussy to clean off the remaining honey.
"Lara, you and I have a bond." Jean panted. "We have both felt the rapture of our master, Sebastien."
"Sebastien..." Lara moaned. "I miss him."
"As do I Lara." Jean concurred with a nod of her head. "Forget this ridiculous tour. Run away with me, belong to me." Jean panted, her tits pumping as she leaned back, holding Lara's face against her vulva.
"Take me with you, mistress." Lara begged, rubbing her face against Jean's smooth left thigh. "And I will be yours."
***
The next thing Lara knew, she was regaining consciousness. Lara fluttered her eyes open and found herself staring at an ornately carved ceiling. The room was dimly lit, and a musty smell that she normally associated with old attics permeated the room. She quickly scanned from side to side, and saw the room was just as elegantly decorated as the ornate ceiling would have suggested. She caught sight of Jean Grey a bit of a distance to her right, with her back towards Lara.
"Where are we?" Lara asked her mistress.
"This...was Sebastien's mansion." Jean explained, her voice taking a hesitant tone when uttering the word 'was.'
"No, the mansion." Lara gasped as she surveyed the ruins around her.
"It's true, once Caitlin killed Master Sebastien, everything simply ceased here. Now the house is nothing but empty ruins."
"No, I...I want to feel him inside me again." Lara cried.
"Don't cry. I have something to tell you Lara." Jean said as she held Lara by the chin. "You're carrying all our hope."
"What? I don't understand."
"Don't you understand? Every woman gets cravings when they're like you, only instead of weird foods, you craved sex. It consumed your every thought. It obsessed you. Aspen was only the beginning of your hunger. Without anyone to fuck, it grew until you couldn't explain it or control it anymore."
Jean grasped Lara's right hand and rested it over Lara's stomach. "In your womb, you are carrying the last demon on earth."
"What?!" Lara gasped, reeling backwards with shock. She quickly put a hand to her stomach and immediately she knew it to be true. Although she had yet to show the physical signs of pregnancy, she could feel something, throbbing, dark, and evil forming inside her.
"This is a good thing Lara." Jean assured.
"If you say it is, I believe you mistress." Lara said obediently.
***
Five weeks later
Lara laid limply on the massive bed, her eyes closed but still conscious. Her belly had swollen to the size of a woman in her eighth month of normal pregnancy, and she knew she was probably going to give birth within days, or possibly even hours. Lara's tits heaved as she rested, keeping Lara awake due to their greater size and mass. Both breasts were weighted down with milk, and her nipples tingled with a heightened sensitivity. Even the cool air seemed to bite them. Droplets of white milk glistened on her nipples, a result of a mere pinch she did had done to ease her sexual hunger. A leather choke collar was wrapped snugly around her graceful neck, but other than that she was completely naked, as she had been ever since she and Jean first made love in Lara's hotel room. Lara turned and moaned slightly as she recollected the early days of her tenure here. She and Jean would have sex almost constantly, wild, passionately lovemaking sessions just like their first night together as a couple. Lara reveled in every moment of it, every memory played back in vivid detail, so much her pussy throbbed wildly with lust. Now, with her belly so large and almost ready to bring life into the world, it had been days since Lara had even been touched by Jean, and it drove her insane.
Lara stared at Jean through lust-glazed eyes, focusing on her mistress's luscious, naked tits. Jean strolled around Lara, wantonly displaying her body as an object of desire to tempt her slave. Black thong panties were embedded in her ass and pussy, a garment so scant it covered absolutely nothing, while black stockings sheathed Jean's sleek legs and black pumps adorned her feet. Jean smiled at the sight of Lara's obvious desire for her flesh, and placed her arms over her head, stroking her thick, lustrous red mane and sighing deeply.
"Is something wrong?" Jean asked with an almost sadistic smile as she sat down beside Lara. She traced her finger around Lara's right nipple, collecting droplets of milk from her breast and bringing it to her lips, consuming it with relish.
"I'm so sad mistress. Now we can't have sex like we used to." Lara pouted as she held her swollen stomach tenderly.
"It's bothering me too Lara. There's nobody here to have sex with unless I want to subject myself to that 'Whorehell', but the few remaining men there, they already have a plaything. They wouldn't be interested in me."
"I'll be sure to work out after I give birth, so I'll look just like I used to be and we can fuck even harder than we used to. We can do everything we wanted to do that would have hurt the baby. We can act out our wildest fantasies."
"Promise?" Jean purred, wantonly licking Lara's hot left cheek.
"Promise." Lara pledged before she suddenly gasped and stiffened. "Oh...I think...I think this is it!"
Lara thrashed and kicked, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her sweaty form as vaginal liquids gushed out of her swollen slit. Jean gripped her lover's legs and set them down, planting her feet flat on the bed and spreading her thighs apart.
"AHHHH!!!" Lara shrieked.
"Keep pushing Lara! Keep pushing!"
"It huuuurts!!" Lara screamed with agony, her body beading with perspiration and her teeth clenched as she exerted more and more pressure on her womb, trying to expel the mass within her.
"Just a little farther! You can do it Lara!"
Hours passed, Lara being completely oblivious to the exact number. To her, time was an endless series of screams, pain and effort. To her, it seemed nothing she did would end her discomfort, that everything she did only made things worse, and any brief subsidings ended with the pain coming back tenfold.
"Lara, Lara wake up." Jean gasped. Lara barely registered the redhead's call, the pain had brought a horrible ringing to her ears that throbbed in her brain.
"What? What's going on?" Lara weakly asked, her mind and body so overcome with exhaustion she failed to notice the multiple crying voices.
"Triplets!" Jean exclaimed.
***
Caitlin awoke with a gasp, her breasts heaving and her body shimmering with sweat. Lara and Jean began to stir as well, their bodies also displaying the same signs of shock and exhaustion. The three women were back on the large bed, in the exact same positions they were before.
"It takes a lot out of me to do that to two people at once." Jean explained between pants.
"That wasn't the end of the story was it?" Caitlin asked, her tits swelling with every breath.
"Oh no, the best is yet to come." Jean replied, resting her head on Caitlin's soft left breast. "I still haven't told you how Aspen and Sara are involved."
THE END