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CONTROLLING SARAH - CHAPTER 4 By Dawn1958 Email dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com
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   CONTROLLING SARAH - SUMMER HOLIDAYS

   Mrs.  Jensen found the DVD in Bobby's jacket pocket and noticed the name
'Sarah' printed on it.  She thought that was a little strange and went to
the living room where she popped the disk in the player.  A few flashes of
light and then the scene of Sarah sitting on the sofa appeared, nestled
tightly against her body was Julie, Jimmy's older sister.  Mrs.  J. 
watched the scenes roll by and it appeared that they were watching a movie
on TV with the lights dimmed to give the room a romantic appearance.  Bobby
was seated on a sofa to the far left side of the girls while his friend
Jimmy sat on the floor to the right of the girls.

   Silently, Mrs.  J.  watched the drama unfold and for some mysterious
reason was filled with the expectation that something exciting was going to
happen.  The two girls looked so hesitant yet fascinating, as they sat much
closer to each other than one would expect.  Sarah was dressed in a white,
cottony blouse and tight blue jeans and she stared straight ahead with her
eyes glued to the television.

   Julie looked tiny compared to the extremely well proportioned Sarah, but
her girlish appearance gave her a very sexy look.  Her long, dark hair
flowed down her back and looked in sharp contrast to Sarah's light colored
complexion.  Mrs.  J.  had to admit that the size of Julie's chest looked
as big as Sarah's if not larger, which was odd for such a small girl.

   The next thing she knew, Julie put her arm around Sarah's shoulders and
hugged the young woman tight into her slender body.  Mrs.  J.  couldn't
believe it when Julie's tiny fingers started playing with the buttons of
Sarah's blouse and one by one undid them.  It was like watching the back
seat of a car in lover's lane or the back row of a movie theater. 
Observing two people neck and caress seemed almost clandestine and Mrs.  J.
had the urge to shut off the player.

   She continued staring at the TV and watched Julie pull the blouse out of
the waistband of Sarah's jeans.  Mrs.  J.  uttered a gasp of surprise when
the teenager opened the front and exposed the skimpy, revealing bra.  It
did appear that Sarah resisted for a brief moment, but it didn't stop Julie
from forcing her hand upward to the swelling breasts.

   Mrs.  J.  watched Sarah's face closely and noticed the sign of
helplessness, as she allowed her tits to be caressed by another girl. 
Sarah's eyes remained fixed straight ahead and Julie's fingers worked their
magic to bring a moan of protest when she pinched the tips of the bra cups.
It was obvious that special attention was being paid to the most sensitive
nipples, but the thin material hid the actual caress.  One had to use their
imagination to visualize what the fingers were really doing.

   Mrs.  J.  blushed and she really didn't know why, but assumed it was
because she was spying on something confidential.  The secret seduction was
not meant for her to see and she felt guilty for watching the teenagers and
babysitter without their permission.  Then she reasoned that the four
weren't supposed to be doing sexual things when she left a babysitter
in-charge so that justified her watching her son's DVD.

   Thinking back, Mrs.  J.  realized why Bobby acted differently the last
few months when she arranged for Sarah to look after April, her
eight-year-old daughter.  She certainly recognized that Bobby was old
enough to babysit April, but she didn't trust him.  He was always too
preoccupied with other things and never had time to look after his sister
properly.  Last year when they went away, Bobby insisted on going out with
his friends and didn't want to stay home with April.  Even last month he
refused to babysit saying he wanted Jimmy over so they could spend the
night playing computer games.

   A shiver shot up her spine when she realized her son was suddenly more
interested in girls, as evidenced by the movie.  The scenes on the screen
garnered her full attention and Mrs.  J.  watched Sarah's feeble protests.
The young woman put her arm up trying to block Julie's advances and sort of
pushed away from her.  A sudden retaliation by the younger girl was
shocking and Mrs.  J.  held her breath when Julie forcibly twisted Sarah's
arm out of the way.  The teenager glared at the young woman and jerked the
captive arm behind the woman's back.

   The look of trepidation and uncertainty on Sarah's beautiful face was
priceless.  Nothing was said and the young woman merely tried to gain her
freedom by pleading with her eyes.  Mrs.  J.  felt sorry for Sarah and she
couldn't phantom being in the woman's shoes, as it was too frightening. 
She resisted the impulse to turn off the player and could feel her
temperature raising a few degrees with each passing movie segment.  It was
wrong to watch, but the sight of two girls touching each other was
something she had never witnessed.

   Mrs.  J.  completely forgot her son and Jimmy were even in the movie. 
She was astonished by the extremely alluring seduction, as Sarah was forced
to endure the caresses of the much smaller teenager.  Being close to the
same size and proportions as Sarah, Mrs.  J.  easily put herself in the
same compromising situation.  It appeared that Sarah was in turmoil, as she
made futile protests and her face seemed to be troubled by what was
happening.  The scenes grew a little hotter and Mrs.  J.  felt her stomach
quiver madly when Julie leaned in and kissed Sarah on the lips.

   Her eyes opened wide in amazement, as she watched the heated kiss. 
Suddenly Julie's dainty hand slipped beneath the lacy bra-cup and Mrs.  J.
held her breath in expectation of what to expect.  The possibility of
seeing another woman's bare boobs made her heart race like crazy and she
felt the blood rush to her head.  Any onlooker would easily misconstrue
Sarah's struggle as signs of passion and that was exactly how Mrs.  J.  saw
it.

   She managed to regain her breathing, but then Julie's skilled fingers
flipped the bra up to expose the milky breasts.  Mrs.  J.  ran her tongue
around her lips, which were suddenly parched.  She stared in awe at Sarah's
luscious tits knowing she had long envied the young woman's physique,
especially her breasts, as they appeared to be the perfect size and shape.
The boobs only had the slightest jiggle when Sarah moved or walked and all
of a sudden the images filling the screen were evidence of their
perfection. Mrs.  J.  marveled the long pronounced nipples, which stood
proudly erect because of the cool air.

   The last time Mrs.  J.  had seen another woman's boobs was years ago
when she was a member of a fitness club.  At the gym, her stares had been
those of envy or admiration and in some cases they were pity.  That was
much different because there was no lustful desires, as was the case when
she watched the movie.  She felt herself getting more aroused by the minute
and the truth was disturbing.

   The dramatic seduction played out before her eyes.  Sarah twisted and
finally broke free of the fierce dominator.  She shifted her body to the
left and moved nearer to Bobby who was sitting on the side of the sofa. 
The scene depicted the young woman whispering something to the enthusiastic
teenager while her son smiled at Sarah, as his lips moved in response. 
Nothing could be heard from the television because Bobby was too far away
from the camera and his voice was too low to be picked up by the
microphone.

   The look on Sarah's face was one of utter defeat.  Mrs.  J.  wondered
what her son could have said to the babysitter, which had such a profound
impact, and she was puzzled by the power Bobby appeared to have over such a
strong woman.  She almost fainted when she noticed that Bobby and Jimmy
both had firm grips on the crotch of their pants.  Bobby's face looked
confident and assured while Jimmy was highly wound-up and excited.  Not
wanting to spy on her son, she diverted her eyes to Jimmy, as he brazenly
demonstrated the fact he had a hardon.

   Mrs.  J.  shuddered with the knowledge Jimmy was touching himself
because of his sexual arousal and that the teenager's cock was most likely
rock-hard.  She blinked many times and a shiver ran up her spine, as she
pictured the small, teenage cock.  A pang of guilt washed over her at the
thought of actually feeling Jimmy's cock and she quickly shifted her gaze
back to the struggling girls.

   The next phase unwound and Julie pressed up against Sarah.  Mrs.  J. 
noticed that the teen whispered something in Sarah's ear and the young
woman's expression turned serious and afraid.  Then her heartbeat quickened
drastically when Julie put her hand over Sarah's and guided it to the
waistband of her jeans.  Julie whispered more to the frightened woman and
then the shaking fingers slowly unbuttoned the jeans and unzipped the fly.

   The scene was hypnotic and powerful.  Mrs.  J.  heard a few whimpers
come over the speakers and she stared in disbelief when the sneaky teenager
opened the front of the jeans to reveal shear, baby-blue panties.  She had
trouble focusing on what happened.  Julie appeared in total control, as she
kept whispering demands into Sarah's ear.  Astonishingly the older girl
slipped her hand down the front of her newly uncovered tummy and all the
way into the waistband of her exposed panties.

   When the fingers disappeared and drew nearer the intended target, a loud
gasp escaped Sarah's lips.  There was some prodding from the domineering
teenager and then Mrs.  J.  noticed that Sarah's hand was directly on top
of her nerve center.  Sarah shut her eyes in shame and she appeared to sob
from being forced to obey the degrading commands from the overpowering
teenager.  Julie opened the pants as much as possible and Mrs.  J.  watched
the teenager torment and frustrate Sarah, as she molested her stomach and
all around the edges of the panties.

   Subconsciously, Mrs.  J's hands slipped into her loose fitting top and
closed over her chest, which was heaving by this time.  She cupped her
boobs and pinched the hardened nipples through the lacy bra, as her eyes
remained glued to the action on the television.  There seemed to be a
roaring fire deep in her belly and she felt ashamed for a deep yearning
inside for equal treatment from the young teenager molesting her
babysitter. 'Oh gawd,' she thought, as her body shuddered violently.  'What
would it feel like to have my body felt by Julie...  or even Sarah?' Mrs.
J. found the movie very sexual stimulating and wondered what it would feel
like in the clutches of another woman.

   The devious seduction was almost like Julie performed for the camera, as
she left an opening for the lens to record the erotic activities. 
Obviously whoever chose the camera location made an ideal choice, as it
showed all the action almost like you were in the room?  With the skill of
someone twice her age, Julie proceeded to turn Sarah into an obedient
servant much to the enjoyment of Bobby and Jimmy.

   Julie put her lips to Sarah's and the two women kissed.  At first, it
was evident that Sarah kept her mouth closed, but that soon changed.  The
embrace heated up quickly when the smaller girl rose above Sarah and kissed
her hard.  Julie's hands never stopped, as she swiftly loosened Sarah's top
and bra.  The camera angle showed the front of Sarah's body and Mrs.  J. 
witnessed an alluring striptease.  Julie and Bobby stripped both garments
and discarded them, leaving Sarah half naked.

   The kiss appeared unrelenting and Julie caressed and massaged the
exposed breasts, which brought instant reactions from the distraught
babysitter.  Julie raked her sharp nails lightly over the reddened boobs,
but she purposely avoided the sensitive tips.  At the same time, Sarah
tried hard to keep her hand, which was buried in her panties, absolutely
still.  She didn't dare move a finger, as they were dangerous close to her
most sensitive, control button.  She held her breath and prayed that Julie
would ease up on her assault, which would give her time to recompose
herself.

   Mrs.  J.  found the obvious torture etched on Sarah's pretty face to be
quite enthralling.  Her heart skipped a beat when Julie brushed the
nipples, ever so deliberately.  Mrs.  J.  noticed how Sarah squirmed and
seemed to try to get away from the teenager, but her efforts were in vain.
The scene was riveting when the young woman arched her back and she
appeared to shove her chest out towards the sly teen, as if the two were
real lovers.

   The heat was stifling and in desperation Mrs.  J.  ripped her clothes
off her fiery body.  She tossed the lacy bra away and immediately
duplicated the actions in the movie performed by the skilled teenager. 
When Julie pinched a tender nipple with her thumb and forefinger, pulling
the bud out from Sarah's chest, Mrs.  J.  did the same thing to her
enlarged nipples.  Loud moans could be heard coming from the poor
babysitter and the groans from Mrs.  J's lips were almost identical.

   She wondered what had come over her and suddenly possessed her mind, as
her fingers madly caressed her aching nipples.  There was a vast wetness
creeping into her crotch of her panties and Mrs.  J.  knew it had been
years since she had been aroused enough to get wet.  She rubbed her slender
thighs together in a vulgar fashion, which felt extremely good.  Her
resolve was put to a test when she yearned to finger herself in an effort
to relieve the sexual tension building in her stomach.

   When Julie's hungry mouth dropped down to consume a naked rosebud, Mrs.
J.  felt like a lightning bolt shot through her loins.  It had been a long
time since she had been overly stimulated and knew the smartest thing to do
was to turn off the DVD before it was too late.  She was powerless and
refused to take her eyes off the dramatic scenes of Julie kissing, licking,
nibbling and sucking Sarah's luscious tits.

   The fires burst into full-fledged desire so quickly that her will to
stop watching the sordid scenes was extinguished.  Faint sucking sounds
could be heard, which added to the glorious spectacle, and Mrs.  J. 
couldn't believe the sight of another woman's breasts could make her feel
so frivolous.  The camera viewpoint showed the hungry mouth open around a
hardened nipple and sharp teeth closed over the extended bud. 
Instinctively her own fingers pinched harder and twisted until there was a
mixture of pain and lust swelling though her belly.

   Mrs.  J.  uttered a sigh of expectation when Julie straightened her body
and came face to face with Sarah.  There were no sounds, just unspoken
words as Julie communicated with her eyes.  A kiss ensued and it appeared
that Sarah resisted for the first while, as she brought her hands up to
grab Julie's arms.  Before long, two hungry mouths were locked in
passionate embrace while Julie's hands continued their prowess and the
short respite was over.

   The teenager's skilled fingers worked their way down the front of
Sarah's shivering torso.  Every time they caressed a tender spot, Sarah's
body reacted with a jerk or a wild flinch.  Then Mrs.  J.  noticed Julie
break the kiss and move her lips to whisper in Sarah's ear.  She only
imagined what Julie said, but whatever it was brought instant protests from
Sarah.  The young woman mouthed the words of protest and her head shook to
indicate she didn't like what Julie had whispered.

   Mrs.  J.  reached forward and turned up the volume on the television and
suddenly the sound became clearer.  "No, please don't make me do it. 
Please, I won't stop you...  don't make me touch myself in front of the
boys," Sarah pleaded with the demanding girl.  "Please, not in front of
them."

   Julie leaned in closer to whisper again and this time Sarah began to
sob. Her lithe body shook in despair, but then the young woman obeyed, as
her hand slipped into her pants again.  "Masturbate!  Masturbate, or else,"
came out over the speakers and Mrs.  J's heart stopped when Julie's hand
slithered down the front of Sarah's body.  The teenager's fingers slipped
between the denim and silk and directly over the young woman's hand, which
was inside her panties again.

   The scene was powerful and hypnotic.  Mrs.  J.  couldn't see the actual
hands but it was very evident that Julie's covered Sarah's, leaving only
the sheerest layer of silk separating the two.  There was movement inside
the pants and Mrs.  J's heart beat much faster, as the two struggled.  She
imagined Julie pressing on Sarah's fingers and shoving them into the
woman's own wetness.  Sarah's head rolled from side to side, as if looking
for someone to rescue her, but no one appeared.

   Mrs.  J.  was speechless when she watched the seduction unfold.  She
pictured Sarah's delicate finger being forced into her own slit, covering
the tender clitoris and inadvertently caressing the sensitive bud.  She
imagined what it would feel like to succumb to such a strong mistress and
the sexual thoughts caused intense spasms to erupt in her belly.  Another
demand was spoken to the shaken babysitter; a whisper that was heard by
only those in attendance and Mrs.  J.  watched the movie unwind to find out
what was next.

   Sarah looked with pleading eyes in Bobby's direction.  Mrs.  J.  was
surprised by her son's apparent control when he merely smiled and shrugged
his shoulders, as if allowing Julie to ravage the unwilling young woman. 
She came to the realization that Julie and Bobby must hold some strong,
mystical power over Sarah.  With just a simply smile or glance, they
commanded the young woman to surrender and obey.  It was easy to ignore any
warning signs because the erotic seduction was impossible to resist.

   Mrs.  J.  remained glued to the movie, which was turning her into a
wanton woman.  The much smaller teenager who took complete control over the
scantily clad Sarah mesmerized her.  Julie's demeanor changed so that now
she was more domineering and insistent.  Her damning fingers traced circles
around the exposed tummy between Sarah's breasts and waist, threatening to
dart higher or lower at any moment.  Then her forefinger pushed into the
tiny indent at the center of Sarah's stomach and acted like a small cock
was fucking the belly button.

   Sarah's stomach sucked in and out with the thrusting finger and she felt
total embarrassment from the intentions of the teenager.  She yanked her
hand out of her panties and a look of great relief crossed her face, as the
action increased in the erotic movie.  An evil smile was on Julie's girlish
face when her hands went to the waistband of the denim and slowly rolled
the garment over the flared hips.  She stripped the pants all the way down
the shapely legs and left the flimsy panty covering the most coveted
treasures.

   Mrs.  J.  held her breath when Julie's fingers returned to the front of
the baby-blue material.  She didn't dare breathe as the teenager slowly ran
her fingertips all over the panties and around the young woman's burning
flesh.  Mrs.  J.  stared at the brazen nakedness and wondered just what the
teenager planned to do next.  She couldn't make out the precise details of
the stunning body yet the elusiveness was probably more alluring and
enticing.

   The movie had a profound affect on Mrs.  J.  Her hands were shaking so
bad that she almost couldn't undo her pants.  When she finally loosened the
restrictive clothing, her hand slipped down the front of her panties and
over her raised womanhood.  She held absolutely motionless for a few
seconds, realizing that once she broke the barricade, there would be no
stopping.

   Mrs.  J.  would never know what she looked like sitting half undressed
on the floor in front of the television.  Completely naked above the waist,
she sat up straight with her eyes fixed on the screen and her hand shoved
down her pants in a display of vulgar lust.  The edges of her pants draped
open and all a person could see was the shear, white panty under her
unmoving right hand.

   Suddenly, the legs on the screen spread, revealing the almost
transparent thin strip of cloth running between the velvety thighs.  She
could see that Sarah was crying, but any thought of her despair was quickly
forgotten.  The silky material was so wet it offered hardly no protection
and Mrs.  J.  could make out the puffy pussy labia, which made her
breathing quicken.

   Julie's skillful fingers traced a path over the smooth cloth and curled
under the elastic every few seconds in a threatening manner, which brought
a moan of protest with each pass.  Mrs.  J.  could not stand any more
teasing and her finger dipped into the wet crevice, pushing the soaked
material deep into the 'V'.  She knew exactly what needed touching and her
finger pushed hard on the swollen clitoris.  Her reaction was immediate and
her hips thrust madly in response to the self-gratification.

   She desperately wanted to pause, to stop touching herself so the intense
passion could be prolonged, but her inner being was inflamed beyond reason
with desire.  'Just one...  two more caresses,' she told herself.

   Mrs.  J.  planned to delay the rising excitement.  Then she watched the
fingers attack the vulnerable woman and she could virtually feel the same
fiery spasms that rocked Sarah's lithe body.  Mrs.  J.  pinched the
hardened clit through the shear panty and her hips thrust wildly to and
fro, as her ass bounced on the floor.

   The expert fingers on the screen pinched the raw clit at the same time
her own fingers pinched and a sea of desire flooded her mind.  It was too
late to delay or stop the tide, as the passion washed over her spirit so
fast that she almost fainted.  Mrs.  J.  was a teenager again.  It had been
years since she had succumbed to such lust or fervor and she welcomed the
sea of passion.  Her entire body was on fire and she needed fulfillment in
the worst way.

   ***

   The boys couldn't believe what they were seeing.  Bobby's mother was
obviously going through the throes of a violent orgasm and her gaze was
fixed on the television.  Mrs.  J.  never realized her son and his best
friend had entered the house.  The teenagers had come in through the lower
level back door and heard what sounded like a person in distress upstairs.
With the utmost caution, they slowly crept up the stairs until they could
see through the wooden railing into the large living room.

   Both teenagers were stunned and remained absolutely motionless when they
spied Bobby's mom.  Mrs.  J.  had one hand on her right breast and she
fondled the inflamed nipple in a brazen fashion.  Her other hand was
between her legs, moving vigorously back and forth and there was no doubt
that she was masturbating.  Had it been anyone else, Bobby would have been
instantly turned-on, but he never thought of his mom in a sexual manner. 
If she had tits and a pussy, he never associated her feminine attributes
with sex, as parents didn't do that sort of thing.

   Jimmy on the other hand was entirely different.  He fantasized for years
over Mrs.  J., ever since that summer vacation at the lake three years ago
when he had gone with Bobby.  The teens had spied on Bobby's mom whenever
they could and had caught her dressing and undressing for the beach on a
few occasions.  The cat and mouse game to catch glimpses of her nudity was
something neither teen would forget.

   One vivid memory that stuck in Jimmy's head was when Mrs.  J.  stood
naked in the darkened change room.  She had her back to him but Jimmy
noticed that her dainty hand was between her legs.  He imagined Mrs.  J. 
touching her pussy and although the incident took about one minute, it
seemed like an eternity.  Jimmy's imagination ran wild during the week long
vacation and from that time his ultimate fantasy was to have sex with Mrs.
J.

   All of a sudden Jimmy stared into the living room.  His excitement was
sky-high and he realized this was the opportunity of a lifetime.  Mrs.  J.
was extremely vulnerable and he was determined to take full advantage of
her fatal error.  Jimmy watched her shudder, as a supposed climax rocked
her body, and he couldn't remember a more erotic spectacle.  There was
something sexy about Bobby's mother that fueled the animal desire in his
mind.  He reasoned it was mostly due to the fact that sex with a grown
woman, especially your best friend's mother, was taboo.

   Jimmy's mind worked feverishly to devise a convincing plan for a sexual
encounter with Bobby's mother.  The teens peaked into the room and Jimmy
resisted Bobby's insistence that they leave and give his mom some privacy.
He watched every spasm and convulsion consume the sexiest body and yearned
for his moment in the spotlight.  Jimmy knew his friend would be very
hesitant, but he was determined to use some fancy talking to get Bobby to
agree.

   When Jimmy noticed the movie playing on the screen, his heart skipped a
beat.  Mrs.  J.  masturbated in the secrecy of her living room, as she
watched the DVD of his sister and Sarah fully engaged in lesbian sex. 
Jimmy took a quick glance around the room and he put two and two together
when he noticed Bobby's coat lying on the floor.  Mrs.  J.  must have found
the incriminating movie in Bobby's jacket and decided to check out what was
on the disk.

   The final spasms of the woman's orgasm ensued and he wanted to run into
the room and fulfill his dream.  Jimmy let out a quiet sigh when Bobby
motioned for them to leave, as his mom would soon recover her senses.  They
silently crept back down the stairs and Bobby looked at his buddy.  "Let's
get out of here...  come back in a little while," Bobby whispered.

   "Yeah, act like nothing happened," Jimmy responded, as he tried to calm
his rapid heartbeat yet his mind worked frantically for the perfect plan.
After that day whenever the boys got together, the talk often centered on
the newly discovered secret.  At first Bobby would have nothing to do with
using the incriminating evidence against his mom, but as time wore on,
Jimmy's insistent reasoning was getting the desired results.

   Bobby softened his stance and eventually started thinking of his parent
as just another sexy woman.  He had to admit that his mother had a very
sexy body for a woman who was over 30.  Maybe her breasts were not as big
as Sarah's or as hard as Julie's, but they were just as erotic, he
reasoned. Her boobs swayed seductively with every movement of her body and
he looked at her in an entirely different light following the masturbation.

   Jimmy convinced Bobby that they should take full advantage of what they
learned and he reassured his friend that his mother would not get
physically harmed.  He grinned with the knowledge that he could not
guarantee what would happen regarding the mental aspect.  Jimmy confided
with Bobby about finding his mother extremely sexy and one of the most
desirable women around.  The constant bombardment eventually caused Bobby
to relent and listen to his buddy's crafty plan for a sexual experience
with his beautiful mom.

   Jimmy lay awake many nights trying to come up with the perfect plan to
realize his fantasy.  When he finally reached a conclusion, he was
confident that the ideal time was during the summer holidays.  The Jensen's
annual vacation to the lake was just around the corner and Jimmy decided it
was the right time to execute his scheme.  He would spend the vacation with
Bobby because the seclusion of the cabin offered more chances of success.

   There was one aspect about his devious plan that Jimmy found extremely
scary.  Much against his better judgment, he enlisted the services of his
older sister.  Jimmy realized that neither he nor Bobby was tough enough to
get control over Mrs.  J.  and he needed Julie's shrewd assistance if he
his plan was to succeed.  It meant letting Julie taste the fruits of the
challenge before he took over, but that was a price worth paying.  In the
end Julie devised the final arrangements for which she reaped the rewards
of the triumph, but it also meant Jimmy might realize his goal of having
sex with the goddess Mrs.  J.

   **

   Julie could not believe Jimmy's offer and she was stunned when he first
made the proposition.  Looking for a catch or trick, she eventually
realized his youthful ignorance was incapable to getting the best of her.
She readily agreed to assist Jimmy in his endeavor of screwing the
gorgeous, older woman because his proposal offered many interesting
opportunities to satisfy her lust for lesbian sex.

   She reasoned that she would have to watch Jimmy and Bobby go through the
vulgar sexual escapades that men go through, but this time she vowed they
would not exploit her.  Julie shuddered from the memory of Bobby acting
like the pig he was and satisfying his male desires at her expense.  She
hurt for days after that awful ordeal and was determined to prevent any
future experiences like that from happening.

   It was Julie's turn to lay awake at nights, as the school year drew to a
close, and dream of ways to fulfill her desires for a new conquest.  The
thought of possessing such an attractive woman as Mrs.  J.  gave her tummy
a few nervous tremors, but finally she devised a reasonable plan.

   One of the first arrangements was to talk her parents into renting a
cabin in close proximity to the Jensen's during the same time span.  Being
that it was only a two-hour drive, her parents readily agreed, as it meant
very little upheaval for the family vacation.  The plans proceeded smoothly
and quickly Jimmy and Bobby became aware that Julie was the master
manipulator.  The teens realized her plans would enable her to reap many
rewards, but it also meant they would be able to fulfill their boyhood
dreams.

   Julie foresaw no problem in getting the boys to cooperate.  Jimmy and
Bobby were like all teenage boys, as they were overly eager for a sexual
affair of any kind.  The one aspect of her plan that Julie thought was
brilliant was how she cleverly convinced Sarah to join the summer vacation.
She was well aware of Bobby's intense attraction to the babysitter and knew
he longed to be with the young woman again.

   Julie thought back to the worst night of her life when the bastardly
teenager used and abused her womanly body.  Every vision and memory of
Bobby's monster cock made her shudder, as she recalled screaming her head
off at the teen when he forced himself on her.  Julie vowed to never let
that happen again and she knew having Sarah around would undoubtedly save
her from being ravaged by Bobby and Jimmy.

   Many times Julie reviewed the extensive scheme with the boys and went
over it in fine detail until they all knew exactly what was to happen.  It
was funny how many of the particulars fell into place without much effort,
which made the plan very easy to follow.  Like the fact that Mr.  Jensen
had to work all the first week of vacation so he would only be at the lake
on weekends.  He most likely planned it that way because the dull weekday
events were something that were far too boring for his busy lifestyle.

   The only real problem was getting Sarah to join the families.  The young
woman had a summer job, which required making arrangements to take the week
off, and then she had to agree to join Julie for the week.  Once Julie
explained the situation to Sarah in no uncertain terms and used her
blackmail card, the young woman was extremely cooperative.  Sarah promised
to do anything if Julie didn't tell Mr.  or Mrs.  Jensen about what
happened while she was babysitting, as they trusted her so explicitly.

   If there was a way out of the impending dilemma, Sarah couldn't think of
it and she felt the walls closing in on her world.  She recalled all of the
incriminating evidence that Julie had on her and wondered about the teen's
motive for inviting her to the lake.  The one saving grace, Sarah thought,
was having the Jensen's and Unger's around so it would be difficult for
Julie to formulate anything too devious.  She felt relieved that the
parents would be there, which she hoped would guarantee her safety.

   Sarah was far too na�ve for her own good.  Once she agreed to the trip,
the wheels were set in motion for her downfall.  She told her parents and
also her boyfriend that she recently became very close friends with Julie
Ungar and the girl wanted them to spend a week together at the lake.  The
place was a very popular vacation spot, which was used by many families
from the city, so it didn't arouse any suspicion with anyone, including her
boyfriend.

   After awhile, Sarah actually looked forward to spending time on a sandy
beach and being able to relax following a hectic university semester.  One
aspect that Sarah found comforting was the fact Mrs.  Jensen wanted her to
look after April once in awhile.  When pondering the time she might have to
spend with Julie or the boys, Sarah was skeptical about being able to
outsmart or overpower the cunning teenagers.

   Sarah wondered what she would do if Julie tried to put her in a
compromising situation.  She remembered back to the eventful evening when
the girl turned her into a wanton girl-lover.  Sarah didn't think it
possible to be seduced by a lesbian and it was the biggest shock of her
life when she experienced momentous orgasms during the evening love-fest.
Suddenly she had some self-doubts about being able to control or fend off
the determined vixen during a relatively secluded time.

   ***

   Bobby was totally encapsulated by the upcoming holiday and could hardly
wait for July 10th to arrive.  He visualized Julie's drastic plans for his
mother, but tried hard to not think about them.  He concentrated on sexual
fantasies with Sarah, as he lusted for her voluptuous body all of the time.
Then the memory of Julie squirming under his control brought back shameless
thoughts that caused his groin to stir.  Bobby doubted Julie would let down
her guard long enough for it to happen again, but he would keep it in the
back of his mind just in case.

   The days dragged by and it took forever to reach the departure date. 
Each person had thoughts and dreams of what the holiday would be like, but
none were as vivid as Mrs.  J's.  She had watched that shocking DVD so many
times she practically knew it off by heart.  The illustrious episodes
between the two girls and the various scenes with the boys had given her
numerous erotic fantasies.  So many in fact, that it became an almost daily
occurrence to find Mrs.  J.  in her living room doing the unthinkable act
of masturbation.  The last thing in the world she expected was to be
blackmailed by the scandalous tidbit of fact.

   When the day finally came, the Unger's and Jensen's were all unpacked
and settled into their respective cabins by early afternoon.  Being
Saturday, Julie wisely put all of her plans on hold until after the weekend
when Mr.  Jensen would head back to the city.  The first two days turned
out to be very relaxing even though the teenagers were filled with great
expectations for the upcoming adventure, which was scheduled for Monday
afternoon.

   As luck would have it, Bobby managed to arrange for his young sister to
join some new friends on Monday, which meant April wouldn't be home until
mid evening.  The clever measures allowed for maximum privacy and that was
very accommodating when the teenagers implemented the evil plans.  One
aspect still bothered Bobby and left lingering doubts, as he wasn't sure
how his mother would react to Julie's blackmail scheme.

   The cunning teenager had everything under control.  Julie reassured
Bobby that the seduction would not harm his mom and she also promised him
many sexual encounters with Sarah.  One of the teen's shrewdest acts was
her sharing a bedroom with Sarah, which admittedly gave the young woman
some uncertainties.  Julie proved the master conspirator when she resisted
the temptation of seducing Sarah that initial weekend.  She enjoyed
watching the young woman suffer, wondering if she would be assaulted or
forced to perform immoral acts with the teenager.

   Julie was the only one who noticed how Sarah jumped or reacted in a
fearful manner every time she got close to the woman.  She even allowed the
young woman to sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag for the first two
nights.  It was not the victory that Julie found most satisfying, but the
journey, as she already knew Sarah was her love-slave.  She vowed to make
the vacation the most memorable for herself plus all of the others.

   ***

   Monday started out like any other day and Mrs.  J.  or Sarah didn't have
any suspicions that their worlds would be turned upside down.  Dooms Day
afternoon would be forever etched in everyone's mind, as Julie promised to
demonstrate her power and control.  At two o'clock, she proved who was
in-charge and her clever plan proceeded without any hesitation or
reluctance.

   Everyone was relaxing in the Jensen's cabin and Julie started with the
innocent Mrs.  J.  The two were alone in the small kitchen and the others
were following predetermined orders.  The boys were setting the stage for
the upcoming party by rearranging the furniture in the living room.  Sarah
followed Julie's instructions and settled into one of the soft easy chairs
and waited.

   Julie stood right next to Mrs.  J.  and outlined what was going to
happen during the upcoming afternoon.  "You've been watching the DVD of me
and Sarah...  also Bobby and Jimmy.  Watching the sex and masturbating like
a little hussy in your living room," Julie whispered.

   Mrs.  J.  was too stunned to move and her heart stopped beating.  She
stood motionless, as the teenager moved closer and put her lips on the side
of her suddenly flushed face.  "Masturbated...  masturbated in your living
room," Julie said, as she licked the side of the woman's face in a most
taunting fashion.  "Bobby, Jimmy and I've seen you masturbating while you
watch the movie."

   Her entire body started to shake and it was almost impossible to remain
standing, as her knees wobbled like crazy.  "No...  no...  oh gawd, no,"
she replied.

   "Did you like watching me kiss Sarah's pretty pussy?  Did you like
spying on me when I sucked her pussy...  kissed her tits?  Did you," she
asked?

   "No, dear gawd, no," Mrs.  J.  moaned.  She tried to move away from the
demanding teenager, but Julie held her in a tight embrace.

   "Have you ever done that with another woman?" The question was shocking
and Mrs.  J.  held her breath when Julie continued.  "Have you had sex with
a woman?"

   "No, never...  never," Mrs.  J.  told the suddenly powerful girl.  The
look of terrible distress conveyed on the woman's face was priceless, but
she managed to protest.  "Please, what are you trying to do?  Please stop."
The sordid details of what Julie knew were profound and she felt sick to
her stomach.  The teenager knew about the movie and what Mrs.  J.  had been
doing in the privacy of her own living room.

   Julie kissed her on the ear.  "Don't worry.  You'll get the chance to be
with a real woman.  I'll show you what it feels like to be with a lesbian,"
she whispered.  "You're going to be my slut...  my slut-slave."

   "Dear gawd, no," Mrs.  J.  replied, feeling totally helpless against the
overpowering teenager.  "No, no...  no!"

   "Are you wet?  I can smell you...  smell that dirty pussy.  I know you
want me to kiss your pussy...  make love to your horny pussy," Julie said,
as she grabbed the suddenly submissive, woman's hand.

   Almost in a trance, Mrs.  J.  followed the diminutive teenager into the
living room, which was setup for the erotic stage production.  The sofa was
turned to face the television and there was a DVD in the player.  The
shades were drawn, which left the room in shadows and darkened to match the
tranquil mood.  Mrs.  J.  was numb and her feet moved across the floor
without any real direction and in a shuffling fashion.  The teenager guided
her over to the sofa and then coaxed her to sit down.

   Mrs.  J.  acted desperate and afraid.  She glanced from side to side and
took no solace from others being in the room, as they seemed to be
oblivious to her plight.  Even her loving son stared off in another
direction and ignored the trouble she appeared to be in when Julie abruptly
sat beside her.  It was almost impossible to calm her breathing and keep
her heart from pounding out of her chest.

   The teenager squeezed up against the stiff torso of the worried mother.
Bobby sat on the end of the sofa to the far left side of his mother and
stared at the television, which came to life with the first scenes of a
raunchy video.  The situation in the cabin's living room was eerily similar
to the familiar movie, but that was exactly Julie's devious intention. 
They would re-enact the babysitter's seduction at the hands of the powerful
mistress only this time there would be a different victim.

   Julie leaned into the frightened woman.  "You'll recognize Sarah... 
me...  Bobby and Jimmy," she whispered.  "I know, you've seen what happens,
but I think we'll watch again."

   Mrs.  J.  was too afraid to turn her head and she stared straight at the
screen.  Suddenly the thought of having the numerous dreams over the past
few weeks coming to reality was suffocating.  Mrs.  J.  never imagined
being forced to perform lewdly and act in an unfaithful manner right in
front of her son.  She remained petrified and didn't move a muscle when the
teenager kissed the side of her face.  All she managed was a few pathetic
mumbles of protest.  "Naaa...  naaa...  plea, naaa."

   Julie's experience with other women told her that Mrs.  J.  would be
easy prey to her powerful blackmail demands.  She knew the woman would
succumb, as easily as Sarah, so she wasn't in any hurry.  Even though the
thought of using the familiar dildo on her sexy victim was thrilling, Julie
decided to wait because the conquest over a forbidden adversary was such an
extraordinary accomplishment.  "I hope you're comfortable.  We're going to
watch the movie...  the one you like to watch when you masturbate," she
said loud enough for everyone to hear.

   "Gawd, no, you can't," Mrs.  J.  whispered.

   "If you're a good girl...  real good girl...  I won't tell the world
about you touching yourself," Julie said.  "No one will know you watched
Sarah...  know you masturbated in your own living room."

   A shiver shot through Mrs.  J.  and she felt the urge to jump up and run
from the controlling teenager.  She reasoned that Julie didn't have enough
blackmail evidence over her, but questioned her resolve to actually
overcome the girl's challenging demeanor.  As much as she knew it was smart
to escape, her body defied the logic and she remained still.  All of a
sudden the memorable scenes of lesbian lust that had held her intrigue for
so many weeks flashed onto the television.

   A tender arm of the smaller teenager went around her stiff neck.  Julie
hugged the woman and stretched upward so that she could whisper in her ear.
"Let's take off your shirt...  show your boobies to the boys," she said in
a clear, concise voice.  "I've wanted to touch your tits for a long, long
time."

   Mrs.  J.  cringed yet she didn't move away.  She looked to her left for
help, pleading with her son.  "Please, please stop her.  Don't let her do
it," she whispered.  "Bobby, stop her."

   The teen merely grinned at his mother and acted as per Julie's
instructions.  He shrugged his shoulders and quickly returned his gaze to
the dramatic video, as the action beside him grew frenzied.  Julie
unbuttoned the fancy blouse and despite Mrs.  J's frantic grabbing managed
to strip the garment over the woman's head.  The teen tossed the blouse
into Bobby's lap and swiftly took control.  "Sit still, my love.  Let me
undo that knot and take off your bikini top," she whispered.

   Julie wisely rolled one of the woman's arms behind her back, which left
Mrs.  J.  struggling with only one arm.  Mrs.  J glanced down at her chest
and noticed the dainty fingers grabbing the knot that fastened her bathing
suit top in place.  It was impossible to stop both hands, as she
frantically clutched one wrist, and the teen easily untied the knot.  Julie
removed the shapely bra-cups and again tossed the garment into Bobby's lap.

   Mrs.  J.  found it extremely hard to breathe and gasped for air.  She
realized that she was sitting on a sofa in front of four youngsters and
without a stitch of clothes above her waist.  Her eyes shifted anxiously
from Bobby to Jimmy, but the only thing on their faces was sheer desire, as
their beady eyes focused on her sudden nudity.  Glancing down, she noticed
the most shameful exhibition of wanton desire, as both nipples were fully
erect and displayed proudly on the ends of her pear-shaped tits.

   The sounds coming from the televsion distracted her and Mrs.  J. 
glimpsed up at the screen.  The movie actress performed lesbian magic on
poor Sarah at the same time a knife cut through her courage.  Without
taking her eyes from the screen, she felt the hottest mouth surround her
aching right nipple, but she wasn't prepared for the severe intensity.  The
teen's lips closed over the hardened bud and her teeth clamped down, as a
thousand volts of electricity shot through her entire body.

   The sharp teeth nibbled and caressed the tip like a loving angel.  Then
Julie's skilled fingers seized the neglected nipple and Mrs.  J.  was
overcome by convulsions, as her chest heaved in and out to match her racing
heartbeat.  She had watched the lustful movie over and over and experienced
several moments of ecstasy, but none came close to the real thing.  Gasping
to overcome her ragged breathing, her tummy quivered madly as a powerful
spasm rocked her fragile confidence.

   Suddenly the reasoning and sanity in her brain was gone.  Mrs.  J.  had
waited a lifetime to experience such passion and lust and it was too easy
to ignore the warnings in the back of her head.  She closed her eyes and
enabled the shadows to engulf the others in the room, so she could be alone
with the raging desires.  Julie held the precious nipple between her teeth
and slapped the end with her tongue.  When the woman's body shuddered, she
relished the supreme control over the mature woman.

   The heat was intense and Mrs.  J.  realized that the most embarrassing
incident of her life was on the horizon.  An orgasm swelled in the deepest
pit of her stomach and quickly consumed her soul, which surprised everyone.
The mother and grown woman tried with all her might to regain a measure of
control.  She was half-dressed and sitting beside a strong teenager who
molested her bare boobs like a madwoman.  Never had an orgasm been so swift
or earth-shattering and Mrs.  J.  felt her body go out of control.  Every
time she tried to halt the drastic collapse to the young Julie, stronger
tremors rocked her body.

   Mrs.  J.  was distraught from the realization that she was under the
complete control of the dominant teenager.  There was no mercy, as her mind
dwelled on the contents of the underground video when Sarah experienced an
erotic orgy.  She wondered if Julie would really force her to act in such a
lewd fashion.  Mrs.  J.  realized that she had fantasized many times about
being in Sarah's quandary and being molested by teenagers.  Even having her
son present in the dreams wasn't the depraved dilemma it should have been.

   When the sly teenager released her nipples, Mrs.  J.  was both saddened
and relieved.  Julie straightened and put her lips next to an inflamed ear.
"Your orgasm was fast...  fantastic.  I knew you wanted to be my slut... 
my loyal slut," Julie whispered.  "I love how you can't wait.  I'll bet
your pussy is soaked."

   "No, no...  no," Mrs.  J.  whispered.  Never in her life had she
climaxed so fast and without anyone touching her pussy.  She rubbed her
thighs together and felt the vast moisture.  The revelation was profound.
The teenager was right and Mrs.  J.  couldn't understand how something so
outrageous could happen without her consent.

   Then Julie demonstrated who was in-charge.  She cupped one of the
woman's boobs and brazenly displayed the luscious titty to the world by
jiggling it around and around.  "Undo your shorts.  Undo them so I can see
your delicious pussy," she ordered.  "Are you going to have another orgasm
for me?"

   "No, gawd no."

   Julie let go of the swaying boob and grabbed the woman's left hand.  She
placed the hand directly on top of the shorts and kept her lips on the
burning ear.  "You heard me.  Do you want to make me mad," she whispered.
"Undo your shorts before I get mad."

   Mrs.  J.  was possessed and assumed the devil made her do it.  Her
shaking fingers unfastened the clasp of the shorts and slowly unzipped
them. The sound of the metal zipper being lowered was heard and then the
bold teenager made the opening much bigger, as she shoved the material to
the sides.  Sarah and the boys merely sat silently watching the powerful
mistress display her absolute control over the timid slave.

   The onlookers would never forget the unexpected scene.  Mrs.  J.  didn't
wear anything under her shorts and her whole body shuddered because
everyone knew her secret.  The front of her shorts were splayed wide open
and revealed the fact she was totally shaved.  She turned every shade of
red when her head filled with the memory of shaving every strand of pussy
hair so that she looked exactly like the mistress in the movie.  Mrs.  J.
felt her heart pound madly and she realized that everyone would think she
was a slut, willing to let a young teenager order her around.

   All eyes were glued to the opening, but it was Julie who spoke first. 
"I like.  You look ravishing.  When I put my lips on your cunt and lick
your clitoris with my tongue, you're going to experience true love," she
whispered to the confused Mrs.  J.  "Shaved pussy is so much sweeter.  I
can hardly wait to taste your poisonous venom."

   Her face turned red-hot.  "Gawd, no, you have to stop.  I can't, no
more." The protest was feeble and almost inaudible.

   Julie took charge.  She motioned for her slave to lift up and then
quickly stripped the shorts, tossing them away like a dirty dishrag. 
"You're a slut...  a slut who wants me to eat your pussy," the teenager
teased.

   "No, no, gawd no."

   "Sarah, Jimmy and Bobby can see you're a slut.  They can all see your
tits...  your cunt.  They're going to watch when I make you my lover."

   "Dear gawd, no...  no."

   "Everybody is going to watch you cream!"

   The boys watched with eyes as big as saucers when Bobby's mother was
stripped naked.  Jimmy's cock was so hard he thought it would explode and
he wondered if he could wait for Julie to finish with Mrs.  J.  His sister
promised that he could fuck the mother and use her sexy body for any of his
perverted desires once she was done.  He idolized Mrs.  J.  and his cock
throbbed, as he anticipated his turn with the adorable woman.

   Seeing the action heat up on the sofa not more than three feet away,
Bobby had the biggest hardon of his life.  Despite knowing ahead of time
that Julie planned becoming his mother's mistress, the implementation
affected him more than he imagined.  He reluctantly took his eyes off his
mom who was trying hard to retain her last shred of dignity and waved his
hand at Sarah.  He motioned for the young woman to join him on the sofa, as
he was too horny to wait any longer.

   Julie assured Bobby that his reward for helping her out was a sexual
encounter with Sarah.  The devious teenager used every ounce of her
willpower during the weekend to not attack the naive Sarah even though it
would have been easy since they slept in the same room.  Julie wanted and
needed the cooperation from not only Sarah, but Bobby and Jimmy as well. 
She guaranteed Sarah that all the evidence from the babysitting DVD would
never reach her parents, or anyone for that matter, as long as she
cooperated.

   Julie explained to her compatriots that her seduction of Mrs.  J.  would
happen on the Monday afternoon.  She told Bobby, Jimmy and Sarah how they
would be there to watch and once she was Mrs.  J's mistress, they were free
to act.  Julie made things perfectly clear to Sarah before they arrived at
the Jensen's that the young woman would have to endure Bobby's crude
molestation if she wanted to buy her silence.  She didn't elaborate on what
Sarah was required to do, which was probably smart, and she simply told the
young woman that she was to be Bobby's girlfriend during the seduction of
Mrs.  J.

   Sarah hoped the teenager's pledge was good.  She hesitated before moving
across the room to join Bobby on the arm of the sofa.  It was hard to
ignore the brazen nudity, which was barely a foot or two away, and then she
noticed that Bobby had his fly open.  She shivered at the sight of his
stellar cock, as the teenager slowly pumped his fist up and down the long
shaft in a shameless showoff fashion.

   Sarah recalled Julie's advice.  'Bobby is fully aware that you are his
sex-slave because of the blackmail.  The vulgar little bugger will surely
fondle you while I'm seducing Mrs.  J.  so I suggest you give him a
blowjob. Otherwise, he will want to fuck your brains out at the same time
his mother is experiencing the cunnilingus of her life.' Sarah agreed with
the most disgusting remarks and readily assumed that she didn't have much
choice, but to go along with the distasteful suggestions.

   ***

   Hesitantly, Sarah crawled over to where Bobby was sitting on the sofa.
He pulled the terrified young woman into his lap and quickly twisted her
body around so that she sat down with her back to him.  The two faced the
dynamic dual and observed Julie in full control of Mrs.  J., as Bobby
slipped his hand under Sarah's loose fitting t-shirt.  The teenager was in
heaven when he cupped the rich swells and he freely fondled the luscious
tits.  Sarah shuddered from being forced to submit to the crude caresses,
but vowed to do whatever it took to keep Julie quiet about the blackmail.

   There was a loud moan from the left half of the sofa and it became
evident to all the others that a futile struggle was underway.  Julie was
setting the stage for the final coup de grace and she leaned in to kiss the
grown woman.  Opening her mouth, Julie slowly ran the tip of her tongue
over the tightly closed lips of Mrs.  J., daring the woman to return the
kiss.  After a few seconds, there was an opening and two tongues
intertwined with passion and lust.  It was a sloppy, noisy kiss and one a
person might find in the back seat of a car on lover's lane.

   The embrace lingered and took Mrs.  J's breath away, as Julie's skillful
fingers began the downward trek.  Finding an exposed nipple, Julie pinched
it hard and brought further loud moans of protest from the aroused mother.
Then the fingers of one hand remained on a swollen bud while the other hand
ventured downward.  Tenderly, the nails traced a path across the pulsating
tummy and Mrs.  J's body was so inflamed that she couldn't hold her hips
still.  She spread her legs in anticipation and the shameless display of
lust brought a smile of satisfaction from Julie.

   When the fingers slipped lower, the legs opened even wider and Mrs.  J.
knew exactly were the fingers were headed.  Her breath held and her heart
beat rapidly, which caused her chest to heave.  Then the fingers flicked
the very tip of the clit, which was exposed between the puffy lips, and
Mrs. J.  knew her cunt had never been so wet.  The juices ran down her
crack, across her asshole and onto the sofa cushion, as the atomic
explosion went off deep inside her tender being.

   Mrs.  J.  uttered loud groans and clutched the small girl into her body,
demanding Julie fulfill all of her fantasies.  The flames of desire soared
higher and any thoughts of regaining control over her emotions quickly
disappeared when the inferno seared her spirit.  The erotic scene was just
like the movie and Mrs.  J.  felt the lust consume her body exactly like it
did every afternoon in her living room.  Totally helpless, Mrs.  J. 
welcomed the devastating orgasm.  She creamed all over the teenage lover's
fingers and kissed the girl on the mouth, as hard as she could.

   The onlookers were mesmerized by the sudden violent passion.  Bobby
watched his mother climax and he loved the way her body thrashed over the
sofa cushions, as Julie fucked her in true lesbian fashion.  Sarah was
drawn to the animal lust and she was thankful that she was not the one
being victimized, as it was during the babysitting incident.  When the
teenager forced her to experience multiple orgasms that night, Sarah was
traumatized because of her willingness to submit to the girl's dominant
nature.

   Sarah was relieved watching the same thing happen to Mrs.  J.  The
woman's second orgasm looked even more intense and dramatic than the first
and appeared just as premature.  The much smaller teenager dominated the
grown woman and Sarah realized Julie had scripted the woman's fate long
ago. She stared at the roller coaster of emotion, as Mrs.  J.  cried when
the hungry mouth kissed her with the promise of more to come.  Sarah noted
Julie's damning fingers pinching and pulling the swollen clitoris so that
the bud was completely out of the puffy hideaway.

   The remarkable orgasm didn't last very long.  Mrs.  J's hips bucked like
a wild bronco, but soon the taming brought them to a much calmer state. 
The woman sobbed yet she couldn't squeeze her thighs together because the
teenager was in control.  Mrs.  J.  allowed Julie to freely molest her in a
lewd manner and she obediently tried to ride the orgasm down the far side,
hoping to regain a measure of control.

   Bobby grew impatient after watching his mother go through the throes of
ecstasy.  He felt his ramrod throb and groping the hard nipples compounded
his problem of pent up desire.  Bobby wanted to undress Sarah and he
fumbled with her clothing in true boyish fashion, until finally figuring
out how to remove her top and bra.  He stripped the garments and instantly
latched onto the succulent tits, which brought a moan of disapproval from
the young woman.

   Sarah didn't want to stare but the lesbian sex was right in front of
her. She faced Mrs.  J.  and the teenage mistress, as Bobby forced her to
sit on his lap.  Sarah felt the hard bulge pressing into her backside and
realized Bobby's cock was full erect.  Her head filled with visions of the
intimidating erection and she recalled the time he ravaged poor Julie. 
Allowing Bobby to have sex with her would most certainly be devastating so
Sarah decided to use Julie's warning as motivation.

   'Yes,' she thought, 'I'll give him a blowjob...  or maybe a hand-job
might be possible.' She felt the hard cock poking into her bottom and knew
there wasn't much time.  'Dear gawd, I have to do it...  a hand-job."

   Being older and wiser, Sarah thought she would easily outwit the
teenager.  When she was overly enthralled with the passion, which was
taking place directly in front of her, the sly teenager had stripped his
clothes.  Bobby's cock was unguarded and he shoved the man-sized meat at
Sarah.  He deftly shifted her hips backwards and deeper into his belly, as
she tried to hold her legs together.

   Sarah's back was pressed tightly against the teenager and she felt the
cock caressing the underside of her velvety thighs.  Without warning, Bobby
grabbed her legs and spread them wide.  The beast sprang upward and Sarah
stopped breathing when she glanced down.  The head of the big cock was
almost touching her bellybutton and she couldn't imagine a worst moment in
her life.  She sucked in her stomach, but nothing helped, as the meat
scorched her flat tummy.

   Sarah made a quick decision.  She reached for the burning cock and
encircled the thick shaft with her fingers, holding the rod away from her
tender flesh.  There was one sure way out of her growing dilemma and Sarah
was determined to jerk-off the teenager, which she hoped would satisfy
Bobby's sexual desires.  Her fingers tightened and squeezed until a
definite moan of desire was heard from the teenager.

   In the twilight of her climax, Mrs.  J.  faced the young pair and
noticed the ensuing struggle.  Her eyes focused on what had to be the
biggest pecker and it looked even bigger than it did on film.  The sight
brought Mrs.  J.  quickly out of the drowsy state she was in after the
orgasm, and she marveled at the size of her son's illustrious cock.  She
knew it was wrong yet she couldn't look away, as she relished watching
Bobby have sex with Sarah.

   Julie was extremely pleased knowing Bobby was going to ravage Sarah, as
the dramatic sex would enhance her effort of turning Mrs.  J.  into a
sex-slave.  She shifted her position so that both she and Mrs.  J.  could
watch Sarah become Bobby's boy-toy.  Julie hugged the sweaty body next to
her and waited for the action to unfold.

   Bobby was frustrated.  He was overly worked up after witnessing the raw
lesbian sex and he had to find a way to strip Sarah's remaining clothes, as
she struggled to retain her decency.  Jimmy noticed his friend's quandary
and he quickly went over to help.  Bobby wrapped his arms around Sarah's
chest and she was virtually helpless when Jimmy grabbed the waistband of
her shorts.  The teen whipped the bottoms off before she could stop him and
left her completely naked and dumbfounded.

   Sarah realized Bobby wasn't satisfied with a handjob.  "Please, Bobby,
please don't do this to me," she pleaded with the teen, but in her mind she
knew begging was futile.  She had let go of the ramrod when Jimmy stripped
her and she tried to keep her hips forward and away from the fiery prick.
"Bobby, dear gawd, you can't, please...  don't."

   Bobby pulled her back against the front of his torso.  His cock stood
straight up and pressed tightly between the two bodies.  Shifting his hips,
he nimbly pried his cock into the delectable butt crevice, which caused
Sarah to shake in terror.  She realized Bobby's desire had reached the
boiling point and that immediate action was required or else the horny
teenager would screw her.  Sarah twisted frantically and rotated her arm to
the rear and down to the teenager's overheated pelvis.

   Thinking Sarah was trying to escape, Bobby clutched her upper body, but
then he felt the need for haste decline when her dainty hand grabbed his
hardon again.  Her fingers surrounded the thick shaft and squeezed,
bringing momentary joy to Bobby and he loosened his grip slightly.  Sarah
pumped his rod like a woman possessed and gained even more freedom, which
allowed her to turn her whole body to face the teenager.  Bobby's cock
throbbed wildly in her fist and she merely hoped he would be contented by
her tricky maneuver.

   Mrs.  J.  couldn't take her eyes off the pair sitting on the far end of
the sofa and it was her son who garnered her major attention.  She stared
intently at the pre-cum glistening on the end of his most magnificent cock
and her immoral thoughts sent shivers up and down her spine.  Her inflamed
mind wondered what Bobby's cock felt like, which was most disturbing
because he was her son.

   Julie acted like a cat and swiftly took advantage of the woman's fragile
state.  "It's the biggest cock I've seen...  ever.  You'll have to feel
it," she whispered in Mrs.  J's ear.  "He fucked me with that monster and
it hurt like Hell."

   Mrs.  J.  squirmed but there was nowhere to run.  "No...  no...  no,"
she moaned, trying to move away from the teenager.

   "Wouldn't you like to feel your son's cock?  I think he should stretch
your cunt...  stretch your little pussy and fuck you with his big cock,"
Julie said in a clear, concise voice.

   "No...  no...  no."

   "It is so hot.  It throbs and throbs when you wrap your fingers around
the thick shaft."

   "No...  no...  no."

   Julie loved humiliating the distraught mother.  "You need a big cock in
your belly...  fucking your dirty pussy!"

   Mrs.  J.  never blinked...  never wavered.  She stared at her son's
cock, as the young woman furiously tried to perform magic on the teen's
hardon.  Sarah continued pumping the hard shaft and she shrewdly sucked the
head into her hot mouth.  The only blowjob Mrs.  J.  had ever watched was
on the incriminating DVD and suddenly her son was getting one only feet
away.

   All of a sudden things didn't make sense.  She expected Sarah to rob
Bobby's stamina and finish the blowjob, but he used every ounce of
self-control to halt the rising lust from consuming his willpower.  Bobby
pushed the young woman off his pulsating cock and hurriedly shuffled over
to the comfortable easy chair, which was at a right angle facing the sofa.
He yearned for Sarah to continue her assault on his rock-hard cock, but
knew if she didn't stop instantly, the moment would be spoiled when he blew
his load.

   Bobby slumped into the chair.  The desperation of having his loins
turned into a fiery hollow was etched on his baby-face and there was only
one solution for his sexual madness.  Bobby reached for the naked woman and
pulled the sobbing Sarah into his lap again.  She let out a scream for
help, which went unaided, but Jimmy rushed to his friend's support.  The
teens shifted Sarah's body until it balanced vicariously over the large
spear and the sound of her whimpering the whole time seemed to enhance the
sordid affair.

   Everyone, including Sarah held his or her breath.  Bobby pulled Sarah
forward until her boobs were directly in front of his face and her torso
pushed into his chest.  She pushed her knees into the chair and tried to
keep her body above the teen's lap, as her pelvis rested on his stomach. 
The stellar cock stood proudly in the air and nothing was needed to hold it
straight up at the quivering woman's crotch.  Sarah tried to slither up the
teen's torso yet the ominous penis kept poking her between the legs.

   Julie and Mrs.  J.  had a perfect view.  They watched Bobby holding
Sarah by her shoulders and marveled as he sucked one of her overly erect
nipples into his mouth.  Mrs.  J.  glanced at her son's cock, which perched
on the entrance of the heavenly abode, and she almost fainted when the head
disappeared into the inferno.  Her eyes bulged out of her head when the
first few inches of hard cock buried into Sarah's vulnerable pussy.

   Although she anticipated what was happening, Mrs.  J.  had a hard time
controlling her pounding heart, which she thought would explode when Sarah
arched her back.  Bobby's hands slipped down to the top of Sarah's flared
hips and he deliberately rammed her hips down at the same time he thrust
upward.  His cock sliced through her delicate spirit, which resulted in
loud guttural noises coming from the back of Sarah's throat when she turned
into some animal about to be tamed.

   Mrs.  J's heart was beating at breakneck speed, as she watched her son
fuck the beautiful Sarah who she herself worshipped.  She readily agreed
that on many occasions she watched Sarah perform in the movie.  Mrs.  J. 
experienced numerous thrilling climaxes when masturbating during each time
she watched the sinful teenage sex.  She did admit to not watching the
complete movie, as she always stopped when the scenes of her son assumedly
having intercourse with Julie appeared.  It felt like spying on Bobby so
Mrs.  J.  always stopped the DVD at that point.

   Mrs.  J.  felt her life spiraling out of control.  She stared at Bobby
and Sarah and never noticed Julie who wisely decided to take control.  If
Mrs.  J.  thought the previous orgasms prepared her for a third, she was
mistaken.  She sat up straight on the sofa and suddenly her legs were
spread out wide to the sides.  Her eyes turned glassy, as she ogled her
lust-filled son, and her head pounded with an unfamiliar raging desire.

   Obediently she held her thighs open for Julie.  Her hands went to the
head between her legs and she wound her fingers into the curly stands of
hair, hoping to retain a semblance of control this time.  Her body jerked
wildly when the burning mouth closed on her precious snatch and she felt
the flaming tongue of a professional.  Julie licked through the leaking
slit many times and paused each time over top of the delicate clitty,
rolling the bud around with her tongue.

   It was a fatal mistake to keep watching her son, but Mrs.  J.  couldn't
look away.  Bobby's cock was fully embedded in the sobbing Sarah and his
hanging balls appeared full and ready to empty into the alluring cunt. 
Julie seized the opportunity to take full command of the helpless woman. 
Her expert fingers went to the swollen labia and spread them wide, which
left the vulnerable clitoris fully exposed.  Without delay, Julie sucked
the clit deep into her mouth and carefully nibbled with her teeth.

   "Yes, yes, yes, I knew it would be like this," Mrs.  J.  moaned, as the
cunnilingus grew heated.  She had dreamed and fantasized about having sex
with another woman, but really didn't know for sure what it would feel
like. The precious times with girlfriends or teammates were simply fondling
experiments and certainly not as intense or harsh as Julie's assault.  The
two prior climaxes merely set the stage for Mrs.  J's undoing and her
sanity was flooded by the abrupt tide of desire.

   Luckily for the mother, her son was too far away to reach.  In her
present state of mind, she would have reconsidered a sexual involvement, as
lust seemed to have distorted her mind towards what was immoral or sinful.
Julie pushed into her dripping crevice and held the lips apart with her
face.  The teenager surrounded the clit with her open mouth and then
battered the extended knob vigorously with her tongue.  The floodwaters
rose inside Mrs.  J.  and the passion controlled all of her senses.

   Tears filled her eyes and Mrs.  J.  realized that she loved the teen. 
Julie was so young yet possessed the experience of a much older woman. 
Mrs. J.  had dreamed and spent countless sessions in her living room where
she fantasized about Julie making love to her just like in the movie.  She
glanced down the front of her body and right at the teen's gorgeous face,
which was buried, deep in her shuddering crotch.  When she watched Julie's
teeth pull her clitty out and show it to the world, Mrs.  J.  surrendered.

   Her back arched and Mrs.  J.  thrust her hips at the loving mouth. 
Spasm after spasm rocked her naked body and she succumbed to the ruthless
passion.  The timing was perfect, as Bobby moaned and let out loud gasps of
ecstasy when he blasted his load of cum into a distraught Sarah.  Looking
over to the sofa, Bobby noticed Julie eating his mother's cunt and the girl
had a hard time hanging onto the crazily thrusting hips.  Then Julie's
hands shifted up and she latched onto his mother's pronounced nipples,
which brought moans of protest when she squeezed them as hard as she could.

   Mrs.  J.  realized it was too late to stop the orgasm.  Her guts
exploded and her entire body went into convulsions, as the teenager proved
her profound control.  Mrs.  J.  threw her head back into the soft cushions
and focused solely on the most powerful climax in her history.  The nectar
from her loins flowed freely into Julie's mouth and both would remember the
moment with fondness.  Mrs.  J.  was well aware that she would submit to
her lesbian lover whenever the girl demanded.

   Julie listened to the whimpers and moans coming from the woman's lips
and knew Mrs.  J.  was her slave.  She extended the cunnilingus and tried
to swallow every last ounce of womanly cream, as she loved nothing more
than proving her dominance.  She was sort of sad when the hips went into
remission and Mrs.  J's emotions began drifting back to earth.

   Then to her surprise, Julie milked more cream out of the woman.  She
nibbled on one labia wing and pinched the delicate clitty with her fingers.
Holding the puffy lip with her teeth, she pulled it out to the side as far
as she could.  Her fingers squeezed, rolled and jerked very hard, refusing
to allow the woman to relax, as she stretched the clit to an astonishing
size.

   The immoral lust robbed the deprived woman of her sanity.  Mrs.  J. 
lifted her head and glanced across at the chair.  She felt submissive and
wondered if she would ever gain the respect of her son or any of his
friends.  She desperately wanted to tell Bobby that she was sorry for her
outlandish actions and wondered what he thought of her.  The thought of him
knowing all about her secret masturbation sessions was disturbing and made
agonizing feelings of guilt rush through her veins.  Mrs.  J.  regretted
getting caught, but she realized it was too late for an apology.

   ***

   Jimmy had gone over his plan many times in his mind so he was quite
familiar with what was next.  Being a bystander was difficult and he didn't
think his cock could get any harder, as it throbbed madly in anticipation
of his plan unfolding.  Shifting his lean, muscular frame closer to sofa,
he gently guided his sister's spent body out of the way.  His eyes opened
wide in awe at the sight of the womanly goddess who he had worshiped and
dreamed about for the past few years.

   Mrs.  J's legs remained splayed after Julie rolled away and Jimmy
shrewdly held them apart in a vulgar fashion.  He shifted his body between
the woman's thighs and then started undressing.  Jimmy stripped his t-shirt
up over his head and tossed the garment aside.  Next he undid the button
and zipper of his denim shorts and lowered them to the floor.  He crouched
in front of the startled mother of his best friend and prepared to remove
his briefs.

   Mrs.  J.  tried to comprehend what was happening.  She noticed the
teen's obvious excitement, as there was a prominent tent in the front of
his shorts.  The threatening consequences of Jimmy's supposed large pecker
sent shivers through her entire body.  Mrs.  J.  opened her mouth to say
something, but the striptease took her completely off guard and nothing
came out.  The many afternoons spent watching the movie gave Mrs.  J.  the
desire to be one of Julie's sex-slaves and although she worshipped Jimmy's
teenage endowment, she never imagined doing anything with the teenager.

   Bobby and Jimmy were off limits, as far as Mrs.  J.  was concerned.  The
teens were much too young for a grown woman to have sex with and she
couldn't phantom getting any satisfaction from a sexual encounter with a
mere teenager.  When Jimmy reached for the elastic waistband, she held her
breath.  Mrs.  J.  grew flushed and realized things were beyond her
control, as the teen slowly bent over and lowered the briefs.  There was a
momentary pause when the long cock prevented the stretchy material from
being lowered, but then the teen used more pressure to force the shorts
over his bulging cock.

   When Jimmy straightened, his cock bobbed freely mere inches in front of
her startled face.  'What does he think of me?' Mrs.  J.  stared at the
memorable cock and wondered what Jimmy thought of an older woman.  'Oh
gawd, he caught me watching the erotic video...  watching him and touching
myself.  Oh gawd, he looks even bigger than he did in the movie.'

   Mrs.  J.  was embarrassed yet couldn't take her eyes off of the
teenager. Her stomach lurched violently and her whole body shuddered, as
she realized the teen was going to fuck her with his big, fat cock.  Every
moral fiber in her head told her to struggle and plead to be set free, but
her arms and legs remained petrified.  She sat on the sofa with her arms at
her sides and stared straight at the teenager.  Caught masturbating was
probably the worst thing that could happen to a woman and Mrs.  J. 
welcomed any punishment because of her sordid actions.

   "You can have it for real.  We've watched you fuck yourself...  now I'm
going to fuck you," Jimmy whispered, shocking the mother out of her
daydream.  "You're going to suck my cock...  then I'm going to fuck you."

   The protest sounded silly but it was all she managed to say.  "No... 
not...  no, I didn't mean to."

   "You dreamed of doing it when you touched yourself.  Now you're going to
suck me...  then I'm going to bang your brains out," Jimmy said with the
biggest grin on his face.

   "No, gawd no, Jimmy, you can't do that.  You'll get me pregnant," Mrs.
J. replied and her voice quivered.  "No, please don't think of having sex.
I'm not on the pill or anything.  You can't...  can't, it's not safe."

   A pin dropping in the room could be heard at the declaration by the
suddenly timid woman.  Mrs.  J.  felt much better after telling Jimmy about
the dangerous situation, but the relief was short-lived.  Julie grabbed one
of her arms and snuggled up beside her.  "You won't have to masturbate any
longer...  cuz Jimmy's going to screw your horny cunt," she whispered. 
"You want his big cock...  don't you?"

   "Gawd, no...  no!"

   "I've dreamed of you having sex with Jimmy...  even with Bobby.  Not
being on the pill is even better...  the best," Julie declared.

   The threat of incest was too much for Mrs.  J.  and she almost fainted.
Julie grabbed her by the hair and kissed her hard on the lips.  Mrs.  J. 
slumped deep into the cushions of the sofa and felt her life slipping away.
"I won't tell anyone what you did while watching me fuck Sarah.  Sis... 
let her go.  She's going to give me the best blowjob," Jimmy said, as he
held his raging cock in one fist and aimed it at the powerless woman.

   Bobby wanted to grab his buddy and get the hell out of the room.  He
loved his mother and didn't want her hurt, but something stopped him. 
Jimmy started slapping Mrs.  J.  with the end of his hard cock and each
time he hit her bare pelvis, she jerked wildly as if she got struck by
lightning.  Bobby wondered if his mother wanted sex and if she was really
in danger of getting pregnant?  Suddenly it didn't matter.  Bobby watched
his friend rub his cock all over the bald prairie and then pretend to shove
the head at the vast wetness.

   Mrs.  J's body was covered with goosebumps and there was a strong
tingling sensation roaring through her stomach.  Suddenly she was upright
and Julie was pushing her in the direction of her brother.  Jimmy grabbed
her free arm and swiftly brought her hand to his cock.  "Yes, hold it.  Put
your fingers around my cock and hold it," he whispered.  "I've dreamed of
your sexy mouth sucking my cock for a long, long time."

   She could hardly breathe.  Her eyes focused on the ominous penis and she
wondered why it looked so big.  Jimmy's hand appeared small around the base
of his cock.  There were four or five inches of hard meat above his fist
and a tremor shot up her spine when she realized Jimmy was measurable
bigger than her husband.  Julie couldn't resist.  "Look...  look at Jimmy's
cock," she ordered.  "Do you want his cock in your belly?"

   "No, gawd no."

   "Is he bigger than Rodney?  Is Jimmy's cock bigger than Rodney's?"

   Mrs.  J.  was speechless.  Jimmy was only a teenager yet he was sexually
overpowering.  The teenage video flashed through her head and all of the
vivid scenes of oral sex seemed so real.  Suddenly a vision of Bobby's cock
filled the screen in her mind and she started to tremble like crazy.  Her
fingers wrapped around the imaginary penis and her hand was on fire. 
Frantically Mrs.  J.  looked to her son for assistance and to hopefully
gain her freedom.

   Bobby shrugged his shoulders and his abrupt nonsupport put a dire knot
in the pit of her stomach.  She glanced back at Jimmy in trepidation. 
"Jimmy, please, don't do this to me.  I've always treated you fairly," she
pleaded with the determined teenager.  "I've treated you like part of the
family.  You just can't do this to me, please."

   Her begging only amplified his desires.  Jimmy was thoroughly aroused
and his mind was inflamed with fantasies of having sex with Mrs.  J.  so he
didn't hear her pleas.  Reaching forward, he entwined his fingers in her
hair and held her head steady.  Everyone's mouth opened except hers as the
penis touched the rosy-red lips.  The room grew deathly quiet and all that
could be heard was lots of heavy breathing.

   The spectacle was out of a triple X movie.  The sexy woman held her
mouth tightly closed until the man yanked on her hair.  Mrs.  J.  was
determined, but then she opened her mouth to protest the harsh hair
pulling. Her mouth filled with the head of the big prick and she sucked the
magnificent cock of her dreams.  She didn't know how it happened but her
hand started moving up and down the long shaft in true milking fashion.

   Jimmy relished the wonderful sensations of having a heated volcano over
his pecker and thought he was in heaven.  Without any care or concern for
Mrs.  J's well-being, he thrust his hardened cock into the back of her
throat.  She stopped breathing and in desperation she grabbed the thick
shaft with both hands to control how much the teen shoved down her throat.
"Oh fuck...  fuck it feels good...  your mouth feels good on my cock,"
Jimmy moaned is utter delight.

   Julie needed more.  She replaced Jimmy's hand, which was entwined in
Mrs. J's hair with her own.  "I asked you a question.  Answer me...  or
else.  Is Jimmy bigger?" Julie yanked on her hair and repeated the
question. "Is Jimmy bigger than Rodney?"

   Mrs.  J.  simply nodded her head.  Her mouth was full of raging cock and
all she managed were a few nods to make the mistress happy.  Then the girl
shoved her head forward and she almost swallowed the whole shaft.  "I knew
it...  knew you were a horny mom after a big cock," Julie whispered.  "Too
horny to resist Jimmy's cock."

   In desperation because she couldn't breathe, Mrs.  J.  squeezed the
thick penis with both hands in an attempt to control the teen's thrusts. 
She was confused and at the same time energized, as the cock she had lusted
for all these weeks was now in her hands and in her mouth.  Dramatic
visions of Jimmy having sex with Sarah filled her head and Mrs.  J. 
thought she would pass out.  She couldn't count the number of times she
fantasized about having sex with Jimmy or describe the tremendous passion
the dreams gave her.

   Mrs.  J.  realized Jimmy wouldn't be satisfied until he climaxed.  She
was in deep jeopardy of having sex with the teen if she didn't outsmart him
and not being on birth control made any intercourse perilous.  Frantically,
she tried to get the cock out of her mouth so she could reason with the
teen, but Jimmy was too strong and determined.  Mrs.  J.  quickly
determined that she would be forced to give Jimmy a blowjob and hoped that
would satisfy his desires.

   She had a very hard time keeping anything straight in her mind, as her
thoughts kept coming back to the immediate cock.  The feel of the throbbing
shaft moving in and out of her mouth was magical.  Mrs.  J.  was positive
the fiery pecker would singe her flesh and she had not felt anything so hot
in her life.  Whenever her girlfriends had bragged and mentioned that big
cocks were phenomenal during sex, she always agreed and pretended to be
experienced enough to know.

   When Jimmy did the unexpected and let her go free, Mrs.  J.  uttered a
big sigh for the reprieve.  The teenager dearly wanted to eat the woman of
his dreams and he confirmed his wishes with his sister.  Jimmy had
previously explained his plan to Julie and she acted swiftly, pinning the
woman on her back.  Mrs.  J's loud protests did little good, as the two
teenagers jumped on top of her outstretch body.

   Faster than Mrs.  J.  could react, Jimmy dove into the valley of lust.
The teen forced the milky thighs apart until he spotted the womanly
treasures.  He swooped into the wetness and clamped his hungry mouth over
top of the pink lips, which were trying to hide the real gem.  Jimmy sucked
with all his might and he devoured the tender clitoris.  He was a madman
and held the clit firmly between his sharp teeth, as he swirled the bud
around vigorously with his tongue.

   Mrs.  J's hips thrust wildly and she tried to escape the teenager.  She
was never a fan of rough sex, but somehow Jimmy's harsh treatment seemed to
inflame her mind instead of annoy her.  Jimmy nibbled on her clitty and
then the scheming sister took over.  "Oh geez, not yet.  Don't cum yet,"
Julie whispered, as she held the woman's arms up and over her head. 
"Please wait...  wait this time.  Don't cum!"

   Mrs.  J.  didn't know what the teenager was talking about.  True there
were some spasms upsetting her tummy, but nothing too severe that she
couldn't control.  Suddenly she received the finger-fucking of her life. 
Jimmy captured her clitty with his mouth and pumped his fingers in a
fashion described to him by his sister.  He pulled Mrs.  J's ass off the
sofa and kept his face fully embedded in her soaked crotch, as her feet
rested on the floor.  "Julie...  dear gawd, make him stop," Mrs.  J. 
moaned at the controlling teenager.

   "Please, not yet, I want you to wait," Julie said.  "Wait till Jimmy
puts his big cock in your pussy...  fucks you with his cock."

   "No, he can't...  not that," the distraught mother replied.  "No, make
him stop."

   Jimmy held her ass in the air and used cunnilingus to destroy her
willpower.  He let go of the raw clit and used his tongue to massage and
caress the beaten morsel.  Mrs.  J.  closed her eyes, but she couldn't get
the vulgar visions of the brother and sister out of her head.  She felt
totally helpless against the strong and powerful teenagers, as Julie
controlled her upper body and allowed Jimmy to freely molest her vulnerable
pussy.

   Her breathing was coming in short, rapid gasps and Mrs.  J.  prayed for
strength and a respite.  Without warning Jimmy released her precious jewel
and she thought her prayers were answered.  Mrs.  J.  uttered a big sigh
and fought for some measure of control, as Jimmy lowered her hips to the
floor.  She was flat on her back when he pressed her knees farther apart
and started kissing his way up her body.

   Jimmy kissed the burning flesh and paused briefly at the indentation at
her waist.  He licked the belly button and thrust his tongue into the tiny
hollow hard enough to indicate he wasn't finished with her yet.  Jimmy
continued the trek upward and slowly caressed his way to the twin peaks. 
Mrs.  J.  tried to move her arms to cover her breasts, but Julie retained
the captive hold, which left her helpless.

   Jimmy admired the luscious tits and cupped one with his hands.  He
kissed the entire boob before using his sharp teeth on the rock-hard
nipple, which resulted in a loud moan of protest from the mature woman. 
Mrs.  J.  glanced down at the teenager who feasted on her tit and marveled
at how the bud throbbed madly when Jimmy nibbled on the pebble.  She stared
at the teen's tongue, as he rolled one nipple around and around in a lewd
display of youthful desire, and molested the other with his fingers.

   Mrs.  J's intentions were good and proper.  The tremors in her stomach
grew in intensity and she found the teen's caresses and youthful exuberance
to be very stimulating.  She delayed any serious struggle for a few moments
and simply enjoyed the fleeting caresses, even though her brain screamed
there was trouble ahead.  The teenager used his feet to spread her legs. 
Jimmy's slender hips slipped between her thighs and he straightened his
upper body so that he lay over top of her.

   Mrs.  J.  stared straight up into the darkest eyes, which sort of put
her in a trance.  It was hard to speak yet she had to tell the teen. 
"Jimmy, you have to stop.  I'm a married woman...  you have to stop," she
moaned.  "Jimmy, you can't."

   She started to tremble and there was an awful feeling in the pit of her
stomach.  The head of Jimmy's cock brushed across her inner thighs and
seemed to be directed straight at the core of her spirit.  His hips jiggled
and sort of thrust at her and then her heart stopped.  The delicate lips
parted slightly and the head of the teen's cock entered.  Jimmy thrust
again and suddenly she couldn't breathe.

   Mrs.  J.  realized something was very wrong yet she remained still. 
Visions of the teenage video filled her head and she plainly visualized
Jimmy fucking Sarah in the movie.  Mrs.  J.  wondered how often she dreamed
of feeling such a big cock and how many times she imagined feeling Jimmy.
Unexpectedly her stomach was a quivering passion crater and she reasoned
that one small taste wouldn't harm anyone.  Then Jimmy's body appeared to
tighten, as he settled on top of the motionless woman, and his hips jerked
and twisted ever so slightly.

   Mrs.  J.  opened her mouth to say more, but nothing came out.  What she
was doing was wrong and extremely dangerous yet she was unable to move a
muscle to resist the teen's advances.  Her mouth remained open and Jimmy
ensured her silence by kissing her, as she obediently remained a statuette.
The teen used his knees to push her legs wider, as his slender hips slipped
lower.  Mrs.  J's heart skipped so many beats that she felt lightheaded and
she wondered if it was possible to escape the teenagers.

   The kiss heated but it was the unfamiliar sensations between her legs
that worried her most.  Mrs.  J.  fought for survival.  'Gawd, his peter is
in...  inside of me.  I'll make him stop,' she thought.  'I'll make him
stop before anything happens,' Mrs.  J.  promised herself, realizing it was
far too dangerous for Jimmy to be inside her vagina, but yet she remained
his slave.

   Jimmy broke the kiss to whisper in her ear.  "I've dreamed of this for a
long time.  Dreamed of making love to you since the first time I saw you."
He sensed her nervousness and tried to calm her fears.  "I promise to pull
out before I climax.  You don't have to worry," he whispered softly.

   Whatever Mrs.  J.  was thinking was not rational or logical, as she
willingly went along with the teen's flawed reasoning.  She may as well
have been back in high school where a girl believed a boy when he told her
that he would pull out in time.  Mrs.  J.  was well aware of Jimmy's good
intentions, but her state of mind was altered by lust and greed, which
worked to the teenager's advantage.  Jimmy arched his back and worked more
of his enlarged cock inside the inferno.

   Overwhelmed by the sinful aspect of what she was doing, Mrs.  J.  acted.
"Dear gawd, I'm so hot...  flustered.  Jimmy, you have to stop," she
pleaded.  In desperation, she twisted and turned her hips so that her hand
had room to slip between the bare pelvises.  She reached into her crotch
and grabbed the few inches of the teen's penis that wasn't inside of her
pussy.  Her fingers tightened around the thick shaft and Mrs.  J.  felt in
control for once.

   Mrs.  J.  hadn't felt anything like the marvelous pecker in her life. 
The meat seemed to swell and throb madly in her fist and each heartbeat
pulsed straight up her arm.  Jimmy refused to pullback or remove any of his
cock from the oven and he relished the dainty hand on his cock.  He simply
thrust his hips at her and tried to embed the entire shaft even though her
fingers tightened in an effort to prevent more penetration.

   Holding onto the cock and having half of the shaft buried was causing
her blood to boil.  The teen's hips kept thrusting and pumping and Mrs.  J.
had a hard time squeezing the throbbing penis.  Much to her dismay, one of
the onlookers took matters into her own hands.  Julie grabbed Mrs.  J's arm
and used an iron-grip to yank the woman's hand out of her crotch.  "Here,
let me help.  You don't need to feel Jimmy's cock...  let him be a man. 
Let him fuck you with his big cock," Julie whispered.

   Mrs.  J.  turned her head and her eyes turned glassy when she stared at
the teenage mistress.  When her hand released the thick ramrod, Jimmy gave
the thrust of his life.  A loud painful moan of ecstasy sounded and she
realized something was very different, as the teenage cock reached virgin
territory.  Suddenly a lifelong fantasy came true.  Mrs.  J.  had listened
to her girlfriends boasting about their husbands' big cocks and she dreamed
of being a fuck-toy to such a man.

   Jimmy couldn't believe his luck, as he thrust with all his might and
drove his hips at the woman of his dreams.  The flaming hellhole surrounded
the entire length of his cock and he was in heaven.  Mrs.  J.  stopped
breathing when the flared head pierced her tender cervix and she was
overcome by the intense passion.  Deep down Mrs.  J.  knew what she was
doing was wrong, but she was too afraid of missing the once in a lifetime
experience so she remained silent.

   The teenager's hips jerked and gave several wild gyrations.  Mrs.  J. 
realized Jimmy was close and that he would climax in her vulnerable womb
the next time he pumped his hips.  The teen slowly pulled back, withdrawing
many inches of his inflamed rod, and Mrs.  J.  merely closed her eyes and
waited.  She tried hard to control her racing heart and was close to
uttering a firm protest when Julie slapped her.  "Slut, not yet...  wait!
Please, don't act like Jimmy's slut...  not yet," Julie whispered.

   The teen's hand left a red blemish on her cheek and she was too stunned
to react.  Jimmy paused with only the head of his cock still embedded in
the inferno and everyone in the room knew what was coming.  Mrs.  J. 
looked at the dominant Julie and tried to save as much dignity as possible.
"Please, oh gawd, you have to stop him.  Don't let him do it," she begged
the teenager.

   "Christ, not yet...  not again.  Slut, you're cumming all over Jimmy's
dick," Julie hissed.  "You're always so fast...  the fastest slut and you
can never wait."

   Tears filled her eyes and Mrs.  J.  realized she no longer controlled
her body.  Severe convulsions started in her deepest regions and her mind
seemed to be possessed by the devil.  "Noooo...  naa, naa, naa...  gawd
no!"

   Jimmy felt her hips thrust crazily and he couldn't prolong his desire.
He thrust downward and drove her ass into the floor, jettisoning molten cum
into her inner core.  His sister never hesitated and continued to
demonstrate her control over the beaten mother.  "Holy Christ, you're
creaming all over Jimmy's cock.  Creaming like a slut," Julie said.  "He's
filling your dirty hole with cum."

   The whimpering sounds added to the intense turmoil.  "No, no, you
mustn't," Mrs.  J.  pleaded in an attempt to pacify her inflamed mind. 
"No, please don't cum inside me...  stop, please stop."

   "Too late, slut.  Jimmy's lost it.  He's cumming like a madman and
filling your hole," Julie whispered.

   Her ass bounced on the floor and she couldn't slow down her thrashing
hips.  Jimmy's thrusts were random and too evasive for her to catch, as
blast after blast of burning lava erupted from his pecker.  The
consequences were too horrible to think about so she made a grave mistake
of focusing on the raging lust rather than the immoral act.  Nothing as
sinful had ever happened to Mrs.  J.  before and that seemed to erode any
chance of her regaining control over her zealous emotions.

   Her heart pounded at an unheralded rate and everyone in the room noticed
the obvious orgasms.  Bobby's eyes were riveted on his mother's overly
dramatic body when she succumbed to the powerful lust.  She cried like a
baby and Bobby knew it was because of Jimmy's big cock being buried deep
inside her tomb.  His mother's legs were wrapped around the waist of her
lover and her torso glistened with beads of sweat, as the orgasm appeared
everlasting.

   A twinge of envy shot through his head when Bobby noticed his buddy's
cock fully embedded in his mother.  It seemed that each orgasm was more
intense, more earth-shattering than the last and Mrs.  J.  reached heights
of ecstasy she only dreamed about.  The teenage boy of her fantasies filled
her inner being and she milked the last drop of thick cum from his lengthy
cock.  Mrs.  J.  tried to ignore the immense guilt and shame by hiding them
in the back corner of her mind.

   Eventually the desire, which consumed their minds, filtered from the
clouds of ecstasy.  Jimmy was utterly elated, but Mrs.  J's head was filled
with massive remorse.  She had succumbed to the illicit passion like a
common slut and knew the penalty of such lust was enormous.  Despite
experiencing the most explosive orgasm of her life, Mrs.  J.  struggled to
justify her lewd actions in front of her son.  Bobby would surely think
badly of her for having sex with someone half her age.

   The torrid scene turned quiet when the exhausted teenager rolled off
Mrs. J.  Jimmy was spent after the powerful orgasm and he reveled in his
boyish dreams, as he relished the most rewarding experience of his life. 
The movie was still playing on the television and the sounds of the closing
scenes soon captured everyone's attention.  Mrs.  J.  was somewhat groggy,
but she quickly came out of her stupor when she noticed her son on the
screen.

   The last stages of the erotic encounter between the three teenagers and
Sarah scrolled and each scene caused her heart to flutter.  Then Mrs.  J.
sucked in her breath with shock.  She had never gotten this far along in
the video, partly because it was so long and partly because it included her
son.  Incest was something that Mrs.  J.  was steadfast against and she
refused to watch her son or what he did during that sordid evening. 
Without any way of shutting off the movie, she was forced to watch the
raunchy video.

   Julie noticed the woman's hesitation.  She snuggled close and embraced
Mrs.  J.  in an effort to show compassion and loving devotion, as she
realized the world was about to witness the awful sex with her and Bobby.
Mrs.  J.  noticed Jimmy holding his sister and allowing Bobby to ravage the
poor girl.  The most profound vision was not the intercourse but the sight
of the biggest cock she'd seen.  Bobby held his cock with one fist and
aimed it at the helpless teenager who was shaking like crazy in fearful
expectation.

   Mrs.  J.  held her breath when the episode unfolded.  The magnificent
cock disappeared and Bobby's body shielded the camera from seeing the
actual penetration.  Julie cried loud, as she was violated, and it was
evident that Bobby was inside of the screaming girl.  He held onto her
flared hips tightly and thrust in and out like a madman.

   The action in the video heated up and Mrs.  J.  noted Julie's demise at
the hands of Bobby and her brother.  In true compassionate fashion, she put
her arm around the smaller girl and hugged Julie into her voluptuous chest.
The teenager remembered the enormous humiliation of being used by Bobby and
she welcomed the motherly love.  Nobody had ever taken advantage of Julie
before that evening, as she was normally the one in-charge, and strangely
she felt the strongest urge to humiliate Mrs.  J.

   Why a person would do vile things to someone they most cherished and
loved would always astound the human race.  The room remained silent when
Julie pressed her lithe, naked body next to Mrs.  J's and leaned closer so
she could whisper in her ear.  "I love you," she said in the softest voice
and waited for the words to register.  "I love you and think you're the
sweetest person in the world."

   Mrs.  J.  found the disclosure truly profound.  Before she could react
or stop the teenager, Julie kissed her.  At first the kiss was tentative,
as the teen's tongue searched in a light caressing manner, but then things
heated to an intense level.  There was no resistance or hesitation from
Mrs. J.  and suddenly the onlookers noticed the heated passion.  The
woman's back arched severely and her chest pushed out towards the skilled
fingers that were fondling her abundant boobs.

   Mrs.  J.  was shocked by sudden feelings of desire.  She would never
understand why or how she responded to Julie's loving embrace, as she
twisted and faced the teenager.  "I...  I love you, too," she said in an
almost inaudible whisper.  "I love what you do to me...  how you make me
feel like a real woman." Mrs.  J.  felt better after the confession, as she
noticed the warm smile from the teenager.

   The others were awestruck by the newfound revelations.  Bobby stared at
the brazen molestation and he couldn't believe the shape of his mother's
tits.  Julie had both nipples fully extended and so hard that the buds
appeared pronounced and erect.  His response was to grope Sarah who
remained at his side and he performed magic on her outstanding tits.  The
young woman was somber and quiet, as she looked away from the movie, and
focused on the heated action which was barely three or four feet away.

   Sarah felt a twinge of jealousy when she noticed Julie with Mrs.  J. 
and she had no idea that the young mistress would soon include her in the
clever seduction.  She was still mystified from what transpired with Bobby
and felt terrible for succumbing to the teenager despite valiant efforts to
stop the vicious intercourse.  Her tummy boiled with an uncommon fury for
being so incapable of controlling her desires and allowing the much younger
boy to force her into submission.

   Sarah trembled with the realization that she experienced an orgasm of
gigantic proportions, the likes never achieved with any of her boyfriends.
She was guilty for feeling strong emotions with a mere teenager who was a
child compared to her womanly, mature stature.  Sarah blamed her eventual
downfall on the cunning seduction by Julie, which led to Bobby's triumphant
intercourse.  A shiver ran up and down he spine with the realization that
she felt love towards another female.

   Julie was torn whether she should coerce the battered mother into
performing cunnilingus or have the university student fucked by her
disgusting little brother.  She contemplated the choices and found the
solution very easy, as she beckoned for Sarah to join them on the floor. 
The young woman acted instantly and swiftly rushed over to the mistress,
knowing it would make Julie happy.  Besides Sarah was glad to get away from
Bobby and she welcomed Julie's offer.

   Without any pretense or warning, Julie put her arms around Sarah and
brought the young woman into the fold by kissing her square on the lips. 
Shocked by the quick embrace, Sarah didn't respond at first, but she
eventually opened her mouth and was swallowed up by the demanding Julie. 
Mrs.  J.  was sort of surprised by the sudden passionate clutching
happening right next to her and she appreciated the brief amnesty.

   Jimmy moved closer to his friend, as he anticipated his sister likely
had something devilish up her sleeve.  He whispered to Bobby that Julie
would soon be ravaging his mother as well as Sarah.  The most amazing
aspect to Bobby was how his mom appeared totally confused and lost and that
she didn't try to hide her nakedness.  He realized she was much older than
Julie or Sarah yet she was readily overwhelmed by the intense passion
brought on by having her longtime fantasies fulfilled.  Bobby recognized
how Julie controlled and manipulated his mother into what he considered a
sexy, desirable woman, as he never thought of her in that way.

   The teenage boys watched as the two loving girls switched their
attention to the woman with big, adorning eyes.  Mrs.  J.  was sitting up
straight when one of the girls kissed her and the other grabbed her snatch.
The boys would look back on the session as an unsurpassed exhibition.  They
didn't think it was possible for a mature woman to be humiliated and
controlled the way Mrs.  J.  was by Julie and Sarah.

   Julie had sneakily revealed her plan to Sarah.  The young woman acted
like a puppet with Julie pulling the strings and she set out to humble Mrs.
J., as per the directions from her master.  Sarah's inner feelings for Mrs.
J.  were ones of respect and admiration.  This made it easy for her to
comply with Julie's plans, as Sarah was determined to bring the scheme to
fruition, knowing obedience would please the girl.  She broke the heated
kiss and put her lips next to the woman's ear.  "You're going to satisfy
me...  perform cunnilingus on my pussy," Sarah whispered.  "You're going to
lick me...  eat me!"

   Mrs.  J.  was stunned by the young woman's declaration.  She didn't
resist when the two girls maneuvered her body until she was looking
straight at the delectable treasures of a real woman.  Mrs.  J.  never
imagined a pussy would look so desirable and she stared at Sarah's in awe,
as she admired every minute detail.  She uttered a feeble protest when
Sarah grabbed her by the ears and guided her head into the tight space
between the velvety thighs.

   A raw, pungent aroma drifted up to her nostrils and Mrs.  J.  didn't
know if the smell was that of Sarah or Bobby's juices from the earlier
intercourse.  The sinful temptation of kissing a cunt for the first time
was too overwhelming.  Her tongue lashed out and she licked the young
woman's flat tummy above the small section of trimmed pussy hair.

   Mrs.  J.  noticed the narrow strip of curly tuffs running up from the
puffy labia and considered the small patch of hair amazingly appealing. 
She ran her tongue all around the trimmed bush and Sarah's hips responded
to the loving caresses by rocking back and forth.  The desire building deep
inside her belly seemed to overcome any hesitation and then she heard the
distinct animal sounds coming from the flustered young woman.  Mrs.  J. 
was unable to quell her rising passion and she marveled at how Sarah
responded to her caresses.

   When Mrs.  J's tongue spread the swollen pussy lips for the first time,
Sarah's entire being was electrocuted by a thousand volts of electricity.
Her body trashed wildly in a sea of desire and then the tongue circled the
most sensitive clitoris.  By shear womanly instincts, Mrs.  J.  knew what
to do, as she sucked hard on the clitty and used her tongue to batter the
bud around inside her mouth.

   Julie was more than satisfied by the intense lust displayed by her
newfound slaves and swooped in to aid the villain.  She sucked a pink
nipple into her flaming mouth, which instantly caused further chaos to
Sarah, and the duo stole any hope that the young woman might have of
redeeming her soul.  It took all of her willpower to dam up the threatening
desire, but her determination waned when the floodwaters of an approaching
orgasm trickled over the top.  Suddenly the once passive mother thrust her
tongue into the fiery entrance and Sarah's hips bucked in harmony with the
fucking probe.

   The free flowing cum burst from the young woman's belly and Mrs.  J. 
swallowed the love potion, trying to quench her newly discovered thirst. 
Sarah recalled Julie's warning that lust was addictive.  It seemed every
orgasm was more explosive, more demanding than the last and Sarah
relinquished her spirit to the She-devil.  The teenager's prediction that
the mature mother would overpower the babysitter and force the younger
woman to surrender came true.  Sarah glanced down between her legs and
watched Mrs.  J's cunnilingus turn her stomach into quicksand.

   Once again Bobby and Jimmy were thoroughly amazed at Julie's power and
how she was able to turn two such mature women into submissive sluts.  A
broad smile actually adorned Julie's pretty face, as she sucked the
enlarged nipple into her mouth, and purposely made sure the boys observed
her clever seduction.  The sound of Mrs.  J.  lapping the wetness between
Sarah's legs turned Jimmy and Bobby into hardened perverts, as they watched
the orgasm flood the valley.

   Bobby's eyes grew bigger when his mother thrust her finger to the hilt
inside of Sarah without any coaxing or prodding from her mentor.  Rockets
and bombs exploded deep inside Sarah's shaken body and Mrs.  J.  used a
royal finger-fucking to complete the collapse of her sister slut.  Bobby
and Jimmy found Julie's manipulation remarkable when she forced one girl to
seduce the other, which inevitably turned both into her loyal subjects.

   The erotic scene was enough to turn Jimmy's well-used pecker back into
an aching ramrod.  He moved closer to the action and kept his eyes focused
on the woman of his dreams.  Mrs.  J.  was on her haunches between Sarah's
widespread legs and the vulnerability of his secret love didn't go
unnoticed.  The woman took Sarah through the throes of ecstasy and Jimmy
focused on the cleanly shaven split between Mrs.  J's thighs, which caused
a terrible yearning in the pit of his stomach.

   His mind already corrupted by the immoral lust of earlier, Jimmy settled
behind the kneeling woman.  Mrs.  J.  abruptly felt the teen's strong
fingers dig into her flared hips and knew she should put an immediate stop
the his intervention.  One second she fretted about being ravaged by the
horny teenager and the next something scorching hot ran up and down her
shamelessly exposed, pussy slit.  She vowed to stop Jimmy, but hesitated
briefly because his molestation felt very potent.

   Mrs.  J's mind was growing more hysterical by the second.  'I'll let him
touch me...  won't stop him until Sarah's climax is finished...  then I'll
stop him,' she reasoned.  Her finger was fully embedded and she held the
captured clitty between her teeth when she acted like an obedient guide
dog. Mrs.  J.  remained absolutely still, as Jimmy pushed the head of his
cock forward and split her swollen labia.  Her wish to satisfy Sarah's
desires was her undoing, as she stayed too long between the young woman's
splayed legs.

   There was no protest when Jimmy slowly pushed his hips at her bare ass.
Mrs.  J.  chewed on the tender morsel inside her mouth and the young woman
screamed, as her climax suddenly got way more intense.  The cum flowed and
both women reached new heights.  Sarah held nothing back, as her orgasm
flourished to send more cream into the hungry mouth.  Mrs.  J.  arched her
back and she felt the teenage cock slide into her inner sanctuary.  Her
brain screamed for action.  She understood the reasons for stopping and
that being the mother of grown children, she was supposed to be the person
in-charge.

   A futile sob raked her body, as she accepted defeat.  Her hips pushed
backwards until the penis head was solidly buried and she found it very
hard to breathe.  Mrs.  J.  couldn't stop her free hand when it reached
under her torso.  She acted similar to the first time Jimmy screwed her by
wrapping her fingers around the shaft not already buried inside her
inferno. Mrs.  J.  would always remember the feeling, as it was burned into
her inflamed mind.  She would lust for the teenage cock whenever Jimmy was
around and the realization made her ashamed.

   By holding onto the thick prick, Mrs.  J.  implied that Jimmy should
stop.  The convulsions subsided inside Sarah and the young woman's body
came to a standstill.  Mrs.  J.  lifted and turned her head back at the
teenager.  "Please, Jimmy you can't...  don't do it," she whispered, but
didn't move or resist.  "Jimmy, oh please, Jimmy, dear gawd, you're
inside...  inside of me."

   The sweltering heat was intense and quickly robbed his wisdom and
stamina.  Jimmy grabbed her left arm and yanked it away from her body so
that her hand was ripped off his thick shaft.  Then he squeezed his fingers
into her slim waist and pounded his hips into her backside.  Her knees came
off the floor and she virtually balanced in the air on a steel rod.  The
head pierced her entire inner being so fast that the violent penetration
stopped her heart.  Her upper body collapsed and Jimmy held her ass high in
the air so he could sink his cock to the hilt.

   The teenager stripped her self-respect once again.  Time stood still for
what seemed like eternity, as Jimmy pumped his cock furiously in and out of
the overheated pussy.  Everyone in the room knew it was a race to the
finish and they each wondered who would succumb first?  The mystery might
have remained unanswered for a long time except for the devious mind of a
dominating teenager.  Julie jumped over the woman and grabbed her by the
hair, lifting her head off the floor.  "Are you ready?  Are you going to
act like a slut?  ARE YOU GOING TO FUCK JIMMY AGAIN?"

   Mrs.  J.  stared into the perilous eyes and she felt helpless.  "No, no,
I can't let it happen," she moaned and then uttered unrecognizable pleas.
"Gaaaw...  aaahhh...  ooohhh."

   Julie jerked the woman's head and glared at her.  "You're a slut.  You
have to cum all over Jimmy's prick and act like a slut...  don't you? 
Don't you?  DON'T YOU?"

   Mrs.  J.  rammed her hips back at the predator.  Her cunt conformed to
the large intrusion and she was breathless waiting for the incredible
feeling to subside enough so she could breathe again.  She tried to shake
her head in response to Julie's stern requests but the teenager held onto
her hair with an iron-grip.  There was still some confidence inside but
that all changed when a sharp, demoralizing spasm shot through her guts.

   Julie noticed the woman's eyes flutter and her body sort of vibrated out
of control.  "I knew it.  You can't wait...  cumming all over Jimmy's big
cock.  You love cock," she said in a stern tone.  "You love cumming all
over Jimmy's cock, don't you?"

   "No...  no...  naaaa."

   "Don't you?"

   "Nooo...  noooo."

   "DON'T YOU?"

   "Oh gawd, I...  I can't...  can't stop."

   Jimmy held her hips high and the scorching temperature quickly eroded
any hope he might have of leaving Bobby's mother alone.  He used the care
and skill of a surgeon and fucked Mrs.  J.  by tearing a big hole in her
delicate cervix.  Then Jimmy lassoed her heart, forcing it to race in an
effort to keep up with his youthful demands.  Each time he thrust forward
with all his might, he pounded his cock all the way into her deepest
regions.

   Without realizing what happened, she was coerced into a perfect doggie
position on her hands and knees.  Her tits were a sea of motion, as they
swayed wildly around and around when the teen savagely fucked her from
behind.  Even Julie was amazed by her brother's stamina, as she watched the
grown woman shudder from another premature orgasm.  Jimmy grit his teeth
and vowed to last, as long as possible, before blowing his load into the
dream goddess.

   Mrs.  J.  had no way of knowing how long she thrashed out of control and
was made to look so much like the slut Julie intended her to be.  One
violent spasm after another raked her body and she appeared to buck
frantically back and forth, as if trying to ride the big cock buried in her
belly.  Jimmy on the other hand was content to enjoy the moment and hoped
the wonderful sensations lasted forever.  Knowing Mrs.  J.  wasn't taking
any birth control seemed to enrage his mind and fucking her appeared overly
sinful.  The fantasy of being the only person in the world with the
opportunity of screwing Mrs.  J at her most unsafe time added an element of
danger, which Jimmy found exhilarating.

   Suddenly Mrs.  J's molten hollow turned his loins to ash and the burning
cum erupted to fill the small crevice.  The only retort from her was some
incoherent rambling, which everyone interpreted as uncontrollable urges. 
"Nooo, nooo, gaaaahhh...  uuuuuugh," she moaned.  Jimmy fucked her for the
second time and he woke a dormant volcano.  The air went in and out of her
lungs in big loud rushes, as she tried to regain some measure of control.
Then the teenager must have hit some secret inner switch, as her body
started convulsing again.

   Knowing the sexual experience was wrong made the sex more irresistible.
Jimmy filled Mrs.  J.  with the biggest load of cum imaginable, as his
balls ached from being overfilled.  Mrs.  J.  knew she would be extremely
remorseful for allowing herself to be taken against her better judgment,
but the numerous fantasies over the past few weeks justified her surrender.
The sordid events over the previous few hours would surely fill her
bewildered mind with guilt and Mrs.  J.  felt sorry for Bobby having to
witness his mother's wicked indiscretions.

   Eventually the teenager stopped moving and his slender, masculine body
came to rest in a heap on the floor.  Mrs.  J.  was too exhausted to climb
onto the sofa and her legs simply collapsed.  She half-sat and half-laid
with her arms hugging the sofa cushions and her head rested on one of the
sofa arms.  Everything hurt and she felt too weak to move; even her brain
was too fatigued to think straight.  She glanced across the room at her
teenage son who was madly masturbating his impressive cock, but the vulgar
sight didn't disturb her at all.

   ***

   It was almost time for April to return and the group realized the cabin
had to be put back in order before the young girl returned.  Many lustful
memories of the illustrious afternoon would bring joy and happiness to the
three teenagers because they seemed to be the ones controlling the two
timid women.

   Deep down inside, Sarah knew she joined the teenager at the lake because
Julie left doubt in her mind.  Sarah had to know; was she a lesbian or not?
After the afternoon session, the doubt was gone and a tender, loving
feeling remained in her heart for Julie.  When the teenager forced her to
have sex with Bobby's mother, she was filled with panic and trepidation. 
As the event unraveled, Sarah realized that not only did she have intimate
desires for Julie's youthful body, but she also felt strong emotions
towards Mrs.  J.

   Sarah didn't think she would ever forget the moment when Mrs.  J's hot
mouth closed over her damp pussy.  She remembered riding the out of control
roller coaster up the passion incline to the top and then succumbing to the
intense lust like an immature little girl.  The sexual encounter would
always be in the back of her mind and she wondered if she could ever look
the Mrs.  J.  in the eyes again.

   Bobby and Jimmy were very reluctant for the afternoon to end, but there
was nothing they could do about it.  Watching everyone get dressed was sad,
as their minds were still overly aroused with lustful thoughts of what was
in store for the rest of the vacation.  Jimmy noticed Mrs.  J.  hurriedly
get dressed in only her shorts and halter-top, as she obviously wanted to
hide her nudity real quick.  Bobby never imagined his mother as a sex
object until today.

   Both boys had a burning desire for more sexual experiences.  They knew
Julie had already made plans for the upcoming week and that she planned
taking advantage of her supreme control over both Sarah and Bobby's mother.
The cunning teenager promised Bobby and Jimmy that their fantasies would be
fulfilled, as long as they didn't try anything with her.  Both teens
readily agreed to help Julie implement her clever scheme because the
rewards were beyond anything they could imagine.

   The thought of having intercourse with Sarah on a daily basis gave Bobby
a perpetual hardon.  Jimmy also had a permanent stiffy, as his sister
guaranteed he would be able to screw Mrs.  J.  whenever he wanted.  Julie's
most profound temptation to her brother was a promise of him spending one
entire night in bed with the woman.  Jimmy vowed he would do anything she
asked because it was a dream come true.

   Julie had definite plans for the lovely Sarah.  She slyly decided to
prolong any further sexual contact and wanted the young woman to suffer
through the mental anguish of not knowing what was going to happen.  Once
all were dressed and the cabin cleaned up, everyone acted like nothing
happened.  Sarah, Jimmy and Julie went back to the Unger's cabin while Mrs.
J.  started preparing something to eat for her family.

   Jimmy loved watching his sister torment Sarah during the rest of the
day. Every time their parents were in another room or not paying particular
attention to what was happening, Julie would grope or tease Sarah while
threatening to reveal their big secret.  Sarah on the other hand felt
totally intimidated and embarrassed by what Julie was doing to her and she
hoped that the parents didn't notice anything.

   Just before bedtime, Julie's devilish mind raced into high gear.  She
whispered to Sarah while they were close enough to Jimmy for him to hear.
"Honey, please go to bed now." Then Julie grinned at the envy written all
over her brother's face.  "Take off all your clothes and get ready for me.
I'm going to make love to you...  then you can do the same to me!"

   Jimmy suddenly knew that the two girls would be enjoying sex with his
parents and himself in the cabin.  What surprised him was that Sarah didn't
say a word and immediately departed for the love nest.

   ***

   When Julie entered the darkened bedroom, she saw the head peaking up out
from beneath the blankets.  She removed her clothing slowly, one piece at a
time, and took much longer than it should have, as she wanted Sarah to
wait. Julie felt her tummy churning wildly because the anticipation was
deadly for her as well.  What made her even more aroused was the fact she
was totally frustrated.  She staved off any self-satisfaction during the
afternoon orgy at the Jensen's, but now her emotions were at a fiery peak.

   Julie's only fear was that she might make too much noise once things got
heated up, which could possibly waken her parents.  She slipped into the
bed and gave a quick glance to the far side, noticing Sarah had complied
with her orders.  One thing Julie held over many girls was her openness,
which made others feel wanted.  Gently she moved closer to her shy
girlfriend and reached out to hug the naked body.

   Sarah's heart stopped for a brief moment, as the warmth from Julie's
body filtered to her side of the bed.  She uttered a low moan of desire
when the teenager's arm slipped across her chest and then one of her boobs
was fully cupped by the seductive teen.  Her burning flesh quickly covered
with goosebumps even though it was stifling hot under the covers and she
tried to continue breathing despite her frazzled state.

   Julie's fingers roamed so softly, so tenderly that Sarah couldn't figure
out where they would strike next.  The anticipation added fuel to her
internal fires of desire and Sarah tired to stay calm and composed. 
Suddenly Julie started kissing the top of her chest, her shoulder and her
neck until the lips left a blazing trail up to her ear.  Bringing her lips
to the hanging lobe, Julie gently kissed and nibbled the softness, which
brought further gasps as Sarah's temperature soared higher and higher.

   Julie fondled one of the firm globes.  "I love your body...  the way
your breasts feel in my hands.  I love your tits," she whispered, as she
tweaked a stiff nipple and brought an instant reaction from the nervous
young woman.  "Shuuuush...  schhhhhhh." Julie made hushing sounds in an
attempt to quiet the growing exuberance so that her parents wouldn't hear.

   Sarah was simply shocked by how quickly the sly teenager could make her
emotions rise to heights of ecstasy that not even her boyfriend could give
her.  She felt a sudden urge to reciprocate.  Turning her head to the side,
she looked directly into Julie's starry eyes and her tummy did a few
flip-flops.  "I want you and I felt so jealous today at the Jensen's when
you made love to Mrs.  J," she whispered because the burning eyes scorched
her spirit.

   The petite body sort of quivered from the intense, pent-up desire, which
Julie had kept in check all day.  Sarah twisted and rolled on top of the
smaller girl and she felt a sudden sense of power.  She pinned the slender
shoulders on the mattress and then leaned in to kiss the startled girl on
the lips.  Julie was surprised by the brazen move and readily allowed the
tongue into her mouth, as the kiss swiftly became animated.

   The tongues joined and Sarah demonstrated her strength and determination
by demanding the teenager submit to her assault.  She wanted to show her
lover how much she cared and that she yearned to be a slave to such an
adorable mistress.  Sarah held Julie's right arm out to the side and lay on
top of it and she pinned the teen's other arm outstretch to the other side.
The girl was a captive even though no bondage was necessary, but both
girls' felt intensely aroused by the strange role-playing.

   Sarah bent lower and her lips mapped a wet path to the large boobs,
which she realized were bigger than her own.  The lithe body jerked wildly
when Sarah brushed her lips over the tips of the large nipples, which
brought a smile of approval to Sarah.  Suddenly she felt like a woman again
and one who was in control of her destiny.  In her na�ve mind, she was
master of her emotions, but in reality Julie was the queen, allowing her
subject to enjoy temporary happiness.

   Julie fought to keep her lips closed so that the sounds that came from
her mouth were only faint moans and groans of pleasure.  When the sharp
teeth closed over an extended rosebud, she felt her internal regions go
into convulsions, as her passion increased from Sarah's caresses.  Knowing
exactly what felt good, Sarah licked the nipple with her wet tongue and
used her teeth to bring ultimate joy to her teenage lover.

   The imaginary ties binding Julie's arm moved in search of a pirate's
treasure, which would make them both rich.  When the dainty fingertips
traced a light path over the shaved pelvis, the sounds grew louder and each
girl hesitated for fear of Julie's parents hearing the commotion.  Knowing
she had to control herself in order to keep what was happening from her
parents caused Julie's lust to reach pristine levels.  Sarah's capable
fingers pressed into the hood of her labia and Julie's fingers dug into the
cotton sheets in frustration.

   Julie didn't want to succumb to the fervor so quickly and dearly wanted
the tremendous elation to last forever.  She held her breath in an attempt
to hold back the floodwaters, but then Sarah began kissing her way
downward. Julie's breathing came back, but in short, rapid gasps when the
darting tongue shot into the tiny, waistline crevice.  With her finger
still embedded in the vast wetness, Sarah tongued the bellybutton like it
was a pussy.  The hole was wet and it as sloppy, but nowhere near as
drenched as between Julie's legs.

   The need for fulfillment was eroding any hope Julie had of prolonging
the orgasm.  When the hot mouth left her middle, her inflamed mind
predicted the journey to her cherished land and her tummy quivered in
anticipation.  Filled with the devil, Sarah teased her suddenly submissive
mistress and taunted Julie with the tip of her tongue.  Swooping
dangerously close to the dripping crack, she purposely avoided contact with
the swollen clitoris.  Julie's hips thrashed and shook with the rising
passion and she felt a new appreciation for her lesbian girlfriend.

   Unable to stem the tide as it rolled over her tender being, Julie made
enough noise to let everyone in the cabin know she was experiencing a
tremendous climax.  Strange how people who were having sex always felt they
were being discrete in their actions, but inevitably informed everyone
within earshot of their definitive ecstasy.  Sarah was unaware of Julie's
revelations and her tongue performed magic on the protruding clitty. 
Sucking the bud deep inside her burning hollow, Sarah drank from the
fountain of desire and was overcome with the intense feeling of lust by
taking Julie through the throes of a violent orgasm.

   Julie desperately wanted to kiss Sarah, but relented when the powerful
spasms rocked her body.  The hungry mouth devoured her love-box and the
climax was extraordinary.  She entwined her fingers into Sarah's hair and
held the woman's face deeply buried in her steamy valley.  The orgasm
flowed from Julie's smoldering loins and Sarah marveled at the sweet taste,
swallowing the cream to quench her newfound thirst.  Julie couldn't
remember being so aroused for such a long period and she succumbed to
Sarah's passionate embraces.

   Normally the aggressor, Julie welcomed the change of roles.  The soaring
desire was too strong to hold back and her body jerked wildly, as she
relished the rare opportunity of being controlled by another woman.  Even
as the orgasm robbed her good sense and judgment, Julie knew she would soon
reverse positions and force the young woman to be her slave again.

   Jimmy was shocked by the sounds emitted by the pair and he lay awake
fisting his throbbing hardon.  Remembering how his scheming sister turned
Mrs.  J.  into a lust, craved woman made him jealous of Julie's skill, as
she definitely possessed unique control over other women.  Jimmy envisioned
Julie and Sarah having sex in the bedroom and making all of the animal
noises, which he found arousing.  He hoped his parents didn't realize what
was happening in the girl's room, as it might spoil the remainder of the
vacation.

   It was long after bedtime when Julie's mom finally fell asleep, as the
strange noises kept her awake.  Mr.  Unger fell asleep right away and never
heard a thing while Jimmy and his mom tuned into the bedroom fantasy. 
Their dreams and mental pictures were quite accurate, as far as the sex
transpired, but not about who was the girl in-charge.  Jimmy visualized
Julie being the aggressor and Sarah succumbing to his sister's sexual
demands.  Mrs.  Unger pictured Sarah taking advantage of her darling,
little girl who could do nothing wrong in her eyes.

   Mrs.  Unger wondered why her daughter invited a much older girl to the
lake, as the two seemed to have nothing in common.  The lewd sounds filled
her head with images of Sarah kissing and dominating her Julie and Mrs. 
Unger pondered them having sex right in the confined cabin.  She wondered
if the older girl wasn't being a bad influence on her naive daughter and
contemplated speaking to Sarah in the morning to find out what her exact
intension were.  Mrs.  U.  reasoned that Julie being much younger was
susceptible to Sarah's supposed influence and she vowed to warn the young
woman to leave her daughter alone.

   When Sarah took the bewildered teenager over the top, she continued the
seduction until Julie reached a plateau down the far side of the intense
ecstasy.  After an extreme orgasm ripped through her belly, the teenager
wasn't ready for rest.  She rolled on top of her sudden passive slave and
made sure her tits meshed perfectly with Sarah's.  Both girls were still in
an aroused state of mind and in no hurry for sleep.

   Julie's evil intentions kept her mother awake for another hour, as the
climax woke a hidden demon inside the teenager.  Mrs.  U.  had a horrible
thought; did her daughter have gay tendencies?  Her fingers were shaking
and for some unknown reason she couldn't find a safe, comfortable place for
them.  When her hand rested on her tummy, which was heaving up and down,
her breasts yearned for a loving caress and her nipples hardened.  When she
lowered her hand to alleviate the intense feeling in her chest, the area
between her legs seemed to get very damp.

   Mrs.  U.  tossed and turned the rest of the night and she didn't get any
quality sleep, as her mind remained in overdrive.  She tried to quell her
revving engine, but every noise from the outer bedroom shifted her brain
into a higher gear.  In the morning, her customary shower felt extremely
refreshing and invigorating, which allowed her to overcome the severe
exhaustion.  She puffed out her chest and sensed the courage to face the
young woman who she thought was preying on her innocent child.

   Entering the kitchen, her first sight was that of the two girls standing
at the sink.  A noticeable flush started at her neck and swiftly turned her
face a brilliant crimson, as she stared at Sarah's sexy curves next to
Julie's.  At 5'7" and inches taller than either herself or Julie, Sarah
appeared overly attractive wearing tight, skimpy shorts and bikini
halter-top.  Mrs.  U.  suddenly realized that she had immoral thoughts and
she didn't even hear Julie when she spoke.  "Mother, what's wrong.  You're
blushing...  is something wrong?"

   THE END OF CHAPTER 4

   This is all I have planned for Sarah and hopefully readers can send me
suggestions as to what direction they would like to see the story go. 
Sometimes it is better when the reader takes the story in his or her own
direction and imagine what happens.  

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