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Bad Girls 1-12 (Mf, incest, cons, pedo)
"The breakthrough came when my professor, Dr. Klaus Neuman, discovered
the fundamental mechanisms of memory storage in the brain. His work led
directly to methods of literally 'reading minds' through the now famous
'mind probe'. It is less well known, however, that Dr. Newman's
discoveries eventually enabled us to write, as well as read, minds. In
other words, memories and beliefs could, with difficulty, be created and
implanted. At first, the process was a hit-or-miss affair; then the
research of myself and my colleagues elucidated the 'encoding' used by
the brain. Using supercomputers, new memory chains and sequences could
be generated which were indistinguishable from natural ones.
"There has been much controversy over the ethics of memory writing and
implantation. So far, such discussion has been rendered moot-for lack of
an effective means of implanting memories. The current best available
means uses focused ion beams and i s slow and error-prone. No more than
a few memory chains can be implanted by this means due to the collateral
damage caused by the beams. So philosophers and ethicists would seem to
have nothing to worry about from 'mind writing'."
Professor James Garrett looked up from his lecture notes. "That
concludes today's lecture."
After a few questions, the class straggled out of the lecture hall. He
packed up his notes and prepared to leave. He hated his job as lecturer
here at Ocean College. He, a Nobel Prize winner. Each time he completed
a lecture, he tasted the bitterness. Once, he'd been a leading light at
Harvard, and his grad students had done the lectures. Now, he was an
'instructor' at a third-rate cow college, and grateful for the job. He
shook his head ruefully. Ever since that incident, his career, his
reputation...in ruins. He'd used the mind writer-the ion beam
implanter-on one of his coeds. For a brief while, it'd been wonderful.
She'd been his willing slave, ready to do anything he wanted. But he'd
been greedy. He'd tried to implant her younger sister. Only a child,
really, at 10; he had planned to train her, over several years, as an
exquisite little slave. The implant didn't take, and she blew the whistle.
The papers had a field day. "Mad Scientist in Mind-Ray Sex Zombie Case!"
screamed the headlines. "Pervert Prof uses Brain Ray on Lolita!"
And now he was here-all his dreams in ruins. The college was very
careful to restrict him to teaching; no research with ion-beam memory
implanters.
An older man, not a student, stood before him.
"Dr. Garrett, I believe you know who I am."
"Certainly. Howard Carmody. You are one of the richest men in the world."
"Correct. I am CEO of NanoDyne. I would like to discuss a business
arrangement with you."
"My research is supported by a number of government grants; it is quite
well funded at present."
"Don't dissemble with me. You have no research funds-and no lab."
"You have done your homework."
"My staff is competent."
"I'm not interested in becoming a pet scientist in one of your labs."
"Ah. But I am talking about unlimited funding and the ability to pursue
-any- line of interest, without interference."
"Why would you wish to offer me an unlimited budget and no oversight? It
doesn't make sense."
"There would be...some restrictions...at first. But only at first. In
return for your assistance in pursuing a certain line of inquiry now,
you would be given total freedom upon completion of the research I have
in mind."
"And if that research fails?"
"I doubt you will fail; however, if you should fail, the deal is off."
"All right. I assume the research has something to do with nanotechnology."
"Correct. I want you to develop a means for memory implantation via
nanotech."
"Been tried. There were insurmountable problems."
"I know. But one our staff scientists has developed a way around the
problems that stopped the previous effort. We believe that his methods,
combined with yours, will lead to success."
The prediction proved prophetic. In less than a year, working first on
animals, then on human volunteers, the team had scored success after
success. Finally it developed a fully-automated method of memory
development and implant which was completely effective.
Then-with the tools in hand-his benefactor had revealed his ultimate
goal. He called it the 'total immersion' project. The idea was nothing
less than the construction of a complete life-memory implant, literally
building a fully- textured, completely "real" set of memories which had
never actually happened.
For the implantee, however, the memories would be true, consistent, and
completely believable-no matter how "unbelievable" the content. Because
the subject's brain would 'believe' that he or she had actually
experienced the events in the implant, down to the tiniest detail. The
subject would be able to answer questions about the "past"-any
questions. With the same accuracy and detail-and lapses- as with a real
memory.
Using the new photonic supercomputers, absoulutely "real" simulations of
reality could be generated in a very short time. Even "realities" which
were physically impossible could be created. But none which were
-logically- impossible.
Carmody was delighted. Gradually, he took Garrett into his confidence.
"The next phase is to create the reality I have in mind. We'll gang
several of the supers together. It must be -perfect-; without flaw and
totally believable."
"All the simulations are believable."
"Yes, yes...but THIS one must be iron-clad-you'll understand."
Slowly, the parameters became known. It was obvious why he'd sought out
Garrett-given his past. It was the old dream-the fantasy of all men: to
have complete control over the minds and bodies of females. Carmody
wanted willing and eager sex-toys, just as had Garrett; submissive,
totally obedient female servants. And his method for creating them was
far more audacious than Garrett's crude use of the ion-beam implanter.
Carmody wanted to construct 'The Institute': a total-immersion
brainwashing facility. If someone tried to built it in "reality" it
would be impossible: too expensive, illegal on many fronts. Impossible
to keep its existence a secret. Impossible to staff. And some of the
"processes" he had in mind for the "residents" were either impossible or
illegal. Some of the mind-altering drugs were "impossible" but not
logically so.
Anyone implanted with the "memory reality" of the Institute would be a
totally-programmed slave. There would be no question of disobedience:
the experience would be too overwhelming, too completely "real". The
subject would literally remember YEARS of intensive programming and
conditioning with drugs and hypnosis- Carmody called it "meta-hypnosis",
more powerful than normal hypnotic techniques. The protocol called for
full immersion from childhood to puberty. In fact, the implant could be
used on anyone-age didn't matter-but the MEMORIES would be from earliest
childhood.
"How the subjects will 'feel' during the 'training' is a meaningless
question," Carmody explained to Garrett. "The training itself occupies
zero real time and is itself timeless. I suppose any subject exposed to
Institute techniques and methods would feel like a helpless plaything of
infinitely-powerful, godlike Masters; of course, this is exactly what we
want. The subject would quickly learn that her Masters' word was
Law-even physical law. She would find that disobedience is not only
impossible-but literally unthinkable. Indeed, the entire concept of
disobedience-of self-will- would be removed from her mind."
As Carmody and Garrett discussed the implant, Garrett wondered at the
audacity and brilliance of the plan. Carmody had thought of everything:
"the memories of the Institute programming will be suppressed-hidden
even from the implantee-until the pro per key phrase is given. At that
time, all memories and behaviors will become active. That way, subjects
can be implanted now and triggered whenever desired." Whoever gave the
proper activation phrase would be recognized as the Master-the one whom
the implantee must obey and serve without question.
"The memories will flood back, overwhelming the 'normal' ones. In
essence, the subject's childhood will be instantly replaced by a totally
self-consistent and convincing memory overlay of a ten-year stay at the
'Institute'. And the conditioning and programming will turn on. I
imagine it will be a fairly shattering experience..."
"We don't want a zombie: the personality will remain unaffected. The
subject will just obey-quite helplessly-any command given by the
Master." Carmody also specified that the conditioning regimen include a
second keyword that would project the subject into a deep meta-hypnotic
trance, "for fine-tuning", as Carmody said.
They began development of the 'virtual reality sequence'. Every
implantee would have the same basic memory trace, with minor random
variations automatically encoded. Each would 'remember' the same intense
and overwhelming programming; each would remember the training in total
service. More importantly, each would have a *brain state* that
reflected the training and programming of the Institute. And the brain
state would be exactly the same as if the implantee had indeed spent
years under the loving care of a real "Institute".
It took months to program the simulation. Additional months to debug and
check it out. Finally, the sim was ready. "When can we test it?" Carmody
asked.
"I've fed the sim into the nano factory; we should have test nano's on
Monday," Garrett told him. "Do you have, uh, a subject in mind?"
"Yeah; let me handle that. Er, what modality for delivery?"
They'd discussed several means of getting the implant to the subject.
"Ingestion I think. Less chance of an error; less chance of someone else
getting the 'plant."
"All right."
On Monday, Garrett collected 2 grams of a grey powder from the "factory"
(actually a small machine resembling a washing machine). He looked at
the substance in fascination. A single particle of it could program the
mind of -anyone-; there was enough in the tiny vial he held to program
thousands.
He put the vial into his pocket and headed for Carmody's office.
Seated in the office were Carmody and a lovely girl; Garrett estimated
she was no older than 14. Garrett stopped, stunned. She was incredibly
beautiful, but he had never thought of the -age- of the subject. Somehow
it seemed -unfair- to program a young girl. She was dressed modestly in
a long summer dress but her figure still showed through; a knockout,
even at 14...
"Hello, John. I want you to meet my neice, Lisa," Carmody said with a
smile.
"Er, hello...Lisa," Garrett stammered. "Uh, Howard-may I have a word
with you in private?"
They retired to an inner office.
"Your neice?! That's-that's-unthinkable! And so young! She's only a child!"
"So what? Unthinkable? Not to me. I've planned this entire project
around little Lisa. She was the -REASON- for it. Soon, she'll be my
Institute-trained servant. What matters her age? Isn't the programming
designed to be from "early childhood" ? What did you think that meant?!?"
They argued a while longer, then Garrett shrugged. "I give up. It's on
your head."
"Fine. Give me the implant."
Garrett handed over the vial. "A single particle will be enough; more
will not increase the effectiveness. As a practical matter, use as
little as possible, in a drink or a snack."
"Fine."
"Oh, and wash your hands after you open the vial."
"I'll do that."
Returning to the office, Carmody said, "Well, Lisa, are you ready for
your tour of the place?"
"Sure, Uncle Howard."
Midway through the tour, Carmody stopped. "Here's the cafeteria. Let's
stop for a drink." He seated them at one of the tables and went to get
drinks. Lisa had asked for a Sprite. He brought her the drink, and
watched as she sipped it. He and Garrett had coffee.
The men exchanged glances. She'd taken the implant. Even a tiny sip
would contain thousands of particles. They would quickly enter her brain
and begin replicating. Upon reaching a critical threshold, they would
begin altering the memory sequence inside Lisa's beautiful head.
"Lisa is visiting for the summer, Carmody told him. Her parents are in
Europe. I agreed to let her stay with me until September."
Garrett nodded. Carmody would be able to test her, use her, for three
months without interruption.
"I see."
"I knew you would. Lisa has the run of the house, and of course she has
Jenny to keep her company." Jenny was Carmody's teenage daughter. There
was no mother; Carmody's wife was dead. Garrett looked sharply at
Carmody. Could he be planning...? Carmody stared blandly back, and
Garrett knew it was true.
They finished their drinks and continued the tour. About an hour later,
Lisa asked to go home; she had a headache and a slight fever. They
packed her into Carmody's limo and watched as it drove off.
"The headache and fever are normal. She'll sleep soundly until morning.
Then the implant will be complete."
"Activation?"
"As we discussed. The activation phrase is: 'Tell me about your life at
the Institute'".
"And the hypnosis activator?"
"'Calumet lanyard banana,'" Garrett told him.
"All right. I'll see you tomorrow."
The following day, Carmody was late. He got in at around 11:00 A.M.
"How'd it go?" Asked Garrett.
"Great; better than I could have expected! God, I've been waiting for
this, dreaming of it, for years. And now she's mine!"
"Tell me about it."
"I got up early; couldn't sleep anyway. Knocked on her door at about
7:00. Went in and found her still in bed. God, John, she was wearing one
of those 'baby-doll' nighties, so damn sexy. As if I'd ordered it..."
"And?"
"Well, I asked her how she'd slept, if the headache was gone, small
talk. I was nervous. With anticipation. Finally, she said, 'Uncle
Howard, I've got to get dressed,' meaning I should leave."
"Did you?"
"Are you nuts? I used the activation phrase," Carmody said.
"How did she react?"
"Almost perfectly."
"Almost?"
"I must have slurred the phrase at first; my throat was dry. When I
asked the 'question' the first time, she seemed to give a little jump,
then she looked directly at me and said, 'What did you say?'"
"Right. They're programmed to ask for the phrase again if they're not
sure it was given correctly."
"So I repeated it: 'Tell me about your life at the Institute', very
precisely this time."
"And?"
"She gave a little half-gasp, half-moan. Then, quite spontaneously, she
said, 'oh god...'. Her face went blank for a short time, I'd say less
than ten seconds, her eyes fluttered shut, then open. A shocked look on
her face; that cleared. And then she looked at me and said, 'How may I
serve you, Master?'"
"The standard response, remember?"
"Yes."
"The look of shock was all the memories and programmed responses turning
on," Garrett mused. I'm amazed she didn't lose conciousness, for a short
while. The impact on the brain must be incredible."
"She -was- dizzy," Carmody said. "I ordered her to get out of bed and
stand before me." She did, but was unsteady on her feet. I thought she
might faint, but she didn't."
"How long did the 'dizzyness' last?"
"About a minute."
"Normal," said Garrett.
"And then?"
"I put her through the 'drill' to test her responses. Every single one
was perfect, no deviations from the nominal. Just like a little machine."
"Excellent. We'll give her the full diagnostic when she gets here."
The "full diagnostic" was designed to test the absoulute limits of the
programming, including tests to ferret out the tiniest tendency toward
resistance or disobedience.
"I'm sure she'll pass it," Carmody said.
"Sounds as if." Garrett smiled. "Seems completely successful."
"More than successful. I took her, then," Carmody confided.
"How was she?"
"Perfect. Like a little sex kitten, a plaything. Mine, body and soul.
God, the best sex I've ever had. Innocent-obedient-completely and
utterly uninhibited. I'll tell you-if her mind was free, she could make
a slave of ME; goddamned fortunate it isn't."
"OK. Those are the Institute training regimens showing. Several thousand
hours of sexual training and deep obedience. Her mind reflects the
training-in meta-hypnosis-while performing the most rigorous sexual
exercises. The sim works."
"Does it! And she served with -joy-, Jim, so eager, so...I don't know.
As if she were worshiping a god. Smiling sweetly, giggling, as she did
the most outrageous things. As I did things to her. God..." He closed
his eyes. "Christ, I can still see her little mouth bobbing up and down
on my cock. I never knew head could be so exquisite..."
"The training again. Did you notice? She went into a light trance as
soon as her lips hit your cock; they're all programmed to do that to
enable them to keep their attention focused on your pleasure."
"Notice? Not really, I was too busy pumping myself down her throat. I
thought my balls were going to turn inside out!"
The next day, Carmody brought Lisa to the Lab. Garrett couldn't help but
stare. The modest dress had been replaced by a tiny "sailor suit" of the
type worn by Japanese schoolgirls. So short that the snowy white panties
she wore were nearly always visible below the ultra-short skirtlet.
Beneath the sheer white blouse her breasts were uncovered by a bra.
"Like it?" beamed Carmody? "I had it made for her several weeks ago,
when it was clear the implant would work. Quite a change, eh?"
"Christ," was all Garrett could manage.
Her behavior, too, had changed-she clung and cuddled to Carmody,
nibbling on his ear and frequently letting her hand linger at his thigh
and even his crotch. "I told her the Lab was like an extension of
home-otherwise she'd be in 'public mode'," Carmody explained.
"Fine. Just as long as it doesn't interfere with the tests."
"It won't. Lisa, you remember Dr. Garrett?"
"Uh huh," she purred, glancing at him.
"He has some questions for you; I want you to answer them, OK?
"Yes, Lord."
"Lisa, when did you first, er, 'join' the Institute?"
"I was five," Lisa said.
"And what happened when you got there?"
"I don't remember clearly...they gave me something that made me sleepy.
When I woke up, I had this bump behind my ear," she said.
"The Institute discipline module," Garrett commented. "It sends signals
to the pain and pleasure centers of the brain; no human can withstand
conditioning with the module."
"At first, new girls don't always obey," said Lisa. "But the module
teaches them to obey very quickly. After the first few months, they
never had to use my module-I was a good girl," she announced proudly.
"There's no lump there," Carmody said, feeling behind both ears.
"Of course not. The module is 'there' only when the subject is under
Institute training. Ask her."
"Where's the module-the lump-now, Lisa?"
"They removed it when I graduated. Graduates don't need it anymore."
"I see."
Garrett nodded to Carmody.
"Calumet Lanyard Banana."
Lisa stood and her expression became blank. Staring straight ahead, arms
at her side, she said, "I am ready for your instructions, Master."
"Listen carefully. Dr. Garrett is your 'other Master', subordinate only
to me. You must obey him just as you do me, except that my commands take
precedence over his. Understand?"
"Oh yes, Master."
"Fine. At the count of three you will awaken from this trance."
Once the girl was out of the trance, Carmody said to Garrett, "She's all
yours. How long will you need her?"
"About two and a half hours."
"OK. Bring her to me when you are through."
Garrett turned to Lisa and said, "come with me." She ran to his side,
eager to obey.
Taking her hand, he led her into another part of the lab. "We have some
tests for you to take, Lisa," he said to her.
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"How'd she do?" Carmody asked as Garrett led the pliant slavegirl back
to her Master.
"Excellent. The computers are still working on the data, but I believe
she tested almost 100%...possibly at 100%. As you know, the first tests
were for specific memory implants relating to the Institute. Up to 4% of
the memories are diagnostic in nature, designed to be easily probed for
fidelity. We probed three hundred and fourteen specific memory loci;
every one was within the proper response zone. This is highly
significant; the probability that she could be faking-or that one of the
other, unprobed, loci failed to "take" is less than 0.00001% on the
basis of these probes."
"Good."
Lisa sat on Carmody's lap, almost purring with pleasure as he petted
her. She listened with interest to the conversation, as if it were about
someone else.
"We tested her for obedience. You recall the test procedure?"
"I think so."
"The subject is placed into six different situations, each of which
calls for obedience-and each of which has extremely unpleasant
consequences for the subject. The first test is what we called the
'kitten test', remember?"
"Oh yes..."
"In that test, Lisa was shown a cute little kitten. It was explained
that pressing a certain button would result in a horrible and painful
death for the kitten; videos were shown to her as demonstrations. They
are quite graphic. Once it is established that the subject understands
the consequences, she is ordered to press the button. Lisa did so with
no hesitation, tears streaming down her face out of empathy for the
kitten."
"And the other tests?"
"Escalating in intensity, she passed them all. The final test, as you
recall, requires her to kill herself upon command. She did so, placing
the revolver in her mouth and pulling the trigger within 0.5 seconds of
the command to do so. Of course, t he gun was empty, but she didn't know
that."
"Excellent!"
"Yes. We have erased the trauma caused by the testing; she was really
quite a mess before we did."
"Anything else?"
"Yes-her submissiveness index is 47.6; higher than we expected. And, in
tests of specific Institute-trained skills, she scored 98.4%, out of a
possible 100."
"Are there any more tests you want to conduct?"
"Nope. We've proven that Lisa is indeed a Graduate of the Institute,
with all behaviors and conditioning just as they should be. She is a
perfect sex toy-for whom disobedience is not only impossible, it is
unthinkable. Her brain state is unlike that of any other human
female-for it has been processed over a ten-year period by the
Institute, using techniques and drugs that do not exist on Earth. She is
perfect," Garrett summed up.
"A graduate of an Institute that does not exist," remarked Carmody,
fondling Lisa's pert ass. He smiled at the little toy on his lap. "I'm
proud of you, dear. You've done well."
"Thank you, Master," Lisa responded, smiling up at his face. "I live
only to serve you."
"It's literally true," Garrett commented. "She -does- live only to serve."
"I know. She's served me well, already-and I have all summer to explore
the depth of her service," Carmody said, cupping her left tit.
"Uh, and your other...subject?"
"You mean Jenny? I plan to give her the implant tonight. Why?"
"Just curious. Will you allow me to do diagnostics on her when the
implant takes?"
"Sure."
"Fine. Bring her to the lab whenever it's convenient."
Jenny was there, the following day, dressed in a similar outfit to
Lisa's. She was just as deeply enslaved. Carmody had brought the pair,
and it was incredible to see the two scantily-clad nymphets fawning and
clinging to him. Garrett felt himself stiffening. Carmody gave her the
keyword and told her that Garrett was her 'other Master'; she then went
off for the diagnostic test. Lisa giggled as her 'sister' went off with
Garrett. This time, Garrett couldn't stand the strain of having an
obedient, semi-naked girlslave at his command.
"Jenny, come here."
"Yes, Master. How may my flesh serve yours?"
"Do you know how to, er, give oral pleasure?"
"OH, YES, My Lord. Would you like me to suck you?"
"Yes, dear, if you please."
And instantly, the child was on her knees, eagerly opening his trousers
and removing his throbbing organ. "So pretty, Master," she cooed, before
gently kissing it.
Soon, her mouth was wrapped tightly around it and her head was moving
like a piston. He looked down at Jenny-only twelve-and groaned. He had
not, in his wildest fantasies, imagined such pleasure. She looked up at
him as she sucked, her eyes slight ly glazed in a light hypnotic trance;
the 'sex trance' of all Institute graduates.
Her little blonde head bobbed up and down; she made tiny slurping sounds
as she worked his organ over. From time to time, a "POP" would be heard,
as her tight lips momentarily came off the tip of his cock.
He couldn't believe the intensity of the pleasure-the way it grew. He
remembered one aspect of the programming, the Institute programming.
Jenny's mouth and tongue were involved in an intricate dance, with his
cock as their partner. Unconsciously, she sensed the tightness of tiny
muscles within the shaft, the flow of blood within it, the degree of
stiffness, and a dozen other subliminal signals. For Jenny, her Master's
cock sang to her of its excitement, its nearness to orgasm, the
intensity of the pleasure spasms coursing through it. And she responded,
still unconsciously, with tiny adjustments in the tightness of her lips,
the motion of her tongue, the speed of her strokes, optimizing the
sensations of her owner's organ. When she sensed him about to come, she
backed off, obeying the long training which taught her to prolong the
pleasure. Jenny loved doing this-it was her purpose in life-and would
give pleasure until her Master came, or until she lost conciousness or
was ordered to stop. Her whole world had collapsed to encompass only the
Cock, and her mouth and tongue. At this moment, while she knelt before
her Master, the Institute programming converted Jenny into nothing but a
cock-sucking machine; literally an extension of her Lord's penis,
existing only to bring it pleasure. She'd been trained for ten 'years'
for this, and she was performing as trained-perfectly.
After what seemed like an endless period of ever-growing pleasure, he
gave one last moan and unloaded deep into her throat.
"Thank you, Master, for honoring me with your seed," she said meekly, as
she licked him clean.
"That was..exquisite," he told her.
"We are trained to maximize male pleasure, Lord. We are proud of our
ability to give pleasure, and to make you come and come," she said
simply, as if describing her talent on the flute. She smiled at him, a
sexy little expression that would have made him hard again if there'd
been a single drop of sperm left in his balls. "I'll make you come
again, Master, whenever you desire it; the next time will be better-more
intense-than this."
He knew it was true; each 'session' an Institute girl had trained her to
give more pleasure to her 'Master' than the time before; they became
more and more skillful at whatever pleased their Lord the most.
Several weeks went past, and Carmody was clearly pleased with the
results of the implant. Both Jenny and Lisa were his devoted slaves, and
he clearly enjoyed the power he held over these two luscious teens.
Carmody invited Garrett over on Friday nights, to enjoy his girltoys. On
the third Friday, there were several more young girls. Like Lisa and
Jenny, they exhibited full Institute training. They curtseyed meekly,
lifting the skirts of their nighties , begging to serve their Masters.
Carmody grinned at Garrett's surprise. "These are friends of Jenny's,
from her junior high," he told him.
"God, Howard, why so many?"
"I've always wanted a harem; now I have one."
"What about their parents?"
"The mothers have had the implant," he explained patiently. "They will
do exactly as I command. The fathers know nothing-and will remain
ignorant-of their daughters' new lives."
"Oh."
Carmody introduced the new girls. "This is Wendy," he said, indicating a
breathtakingly-beautiful young asian. She wore a powder-blue baby-doll
nightie. Garrett guessed she was eleven or twelve.
"This is Illissa," he said, proudly indicating a slight redhead. Clad
only in a pair of snowy-white bikini panties and a pair of panty hose,
Illissa was about fourteen. Her tits were firm and surprisingly large
for her age.
"Julie" was a lovely blonde child of thirteen. She wore a pair of
flowered nylon panties and a short camisole.
Finally, Carmody introduced Cindy. She was the oldest, at sixteen. Cindy
wore a transparent half-slip beneath which pink panties were visible.
Her face was striking, angelic, framed by soft brown hair.
Carmody grinned. "Pick two."
Garrett didn't understand, at first. "Huh?"
"Pick two. You can have any two for the night. Pick."
"Er...well, I suppose Cindy and Wendy, no Illissa."
They ran to his side, clinging and cuddling. "Please let us serve you,
Master," they begged.
Almost of their own volition, Garrett's hands drifted to the girls'
nylon-clad bottoms and began caressing them gently. They made a soft
purring sound and moved their little hips to increase the contact. He
took them, or rather they led him, to a guest bedroom. By the time the
three reached it, they were busily removing his clothing, their little
hands undoing belt, zipper, buttons.
"Hey, slow down, girls," Garrett laughed.
"Yes, Lord," they said, meekly.
"I thought I was in charge," he chided them.
"Oh, yes, Master...it's just that, at the Institute, our Master's bodies
were much easier to...access," Illissa explained. "We're not used to
Master wearing so many clothes."
Cindy giggled. "Most Masters want us to begin our duties quickly."
He sat on the bed, now dressed only in his boxers and socks. The two
Institute girls stood before him, perfectly at ease in their tiny
revealing outfits. Both stared at the distinct lump in his shorts.
"Please, Master, let us serve your cock," pleaded Cindy.
"It's what we are FOR," said Illissa.
"I know, girls. I'm trying to decide..."
"Let us show you! We'll put on a 'fashion show'! I promise you'll like
it!" Gushed Illissa.
"Well, all right."
The two girls looked at each other with expressions of joy and total
delight-as if they'd been told that Christmas would be every day and
today was Christmas; as if the most wonderful gift in the world had just
been dropped at their feet. They whispered briefly to each other, then
Cindy turned to him.
"Illissa will model first. I'll give pleasure."
One of them turned on music, a sort of light disco beat. Garrett laid
back on the bed and felt Cindy's lips wrap around his cock. Soon, she
was performing the 'dance' that all Institute girls were trained to do.
Meanwhile, Illissa had opened a dresser and found a riot of lingerie.
She began with a tiny half-slip which she put on over the panties and
panty-hose she already wore. She began to dance, near the side of the
bed, showing off for her Master. The silken slip flipped and flowed
about her hips in time to her movements; her tits bounced prettily in
time to the beat.
Cindy's mouth and tongue continued their ever-more-pleasurable movement
on his rod.
In what seemed like no time, he was on the edge of orgasm. Cindy paused,
applying expert pressure, looked up at him. "Please don't come, Master;
we have so much more pleasure to give you..."
"Uh, I'm not sure I can," he told her.
"We were told that girls of the Institute sometimes have that effect on
new Masters," she said, still maintaining pressure on his cock. "But
soon, -we- will train -you- to last much, much longer." She turned to
Illissa, who had paused to change her little outfit. "C'mere, Illissa,"
she called. Illissa ran to them, now dressed in a pair of pink bikini
panties. "Let's switch."
Soon, Illissa was holding his throbbing rod and Cindy was dancing.
Illissa's sweet mouth and tongue enwrapped his rod; the sensation was
incredible. Different from Cindy's gentle service, Illissa's technique
produced a powerful vacuum. Her cheeks w ere concave as her head
pistoned along his rod, urging him to release. Garrett looked down at
the innocent face of the fourteen-year-old, who seemed to be doing her
very best to suck the sperm right out of his balls. He could see the
flesh of her cheeks and throat expand as the tip of his cock moved past
them.
Meanwhile, Cindy continued her sexy dance. She was now dressed in a
white baby-doll, so short the matching panties were uncovered beneath
the hem of the top.
The pleasure grew and grew; Garrett groaned as Illissa continued her
relentless pleasuring of her rod, and Cindy's dance drove him crazy with
lust. Suddenly, Illissa stopped, looking up at him.
"Which of us do you wish to ride, Lord?"
"Huh? Wha?...oh...I suppose you," he told her. She smiled sweetly, and
said "yes, my Master" in a tiny voice. She performed a curtsey, bending
her knee and lifting the hem of her tiny slip. "All that I have is
yours; all that I am is yours," she sa id, as if repeating a catechism.
Then she quickly removed her tiny outfit and crawled into bed with him.
In no time, she was seated on his rod, her body bouncing up and down in
time to the music. Cindy continued her dance, but made little
exclamations as her 'sister' rode their mutual Lord.
"Cum'on, 'lissa, that's right....ooh, yes, go, girl...ride it...you can
do it...oh, god, that looks nice...serve your Master, 'lissa...faster,
c'mon, faster..." she encouraged her little friend.
Garrett watched the tiny redhead as she bounced and flounced on his
shaft. Her tits were flailing all over as she moved in total abandon on
his rod. Her breath was coming in short gasps, high pitched little
noises as she struggled to take in air. Her mouth was shaped into a
little "O" of pleasure; she was coming as she rode, a continuous series
of orgasms rolling through her. Garrett could see each orgasm take her;
her body shuddered as the waves of pleasure swept through her flesh.
"Oh!...my Master...AhhHHH!...yes, my Lord, I am yours.....ooooh...." she
moaned as she rode.
As before he was amazed at the sensations that filled his throbbing
shaft. The lovely young girl who rode it was using her internal muscles
to maximize his pleasure. He remembered the details of the Institute
training which enabled her to do this, and let out a groan. He had
programmed elements of it himself. He was on the edge of orgasm, and the
slavegirl riding him showed that she knew it, too. She smiled at him,
still bouncing on his cock. "Please come inside me, Master; I live to
feel your sperm inside me." At that moment, Cindy leaned over and thrust
her tongue deep into his left ear. That was all it took. "Oh, God,"
Garrett groaned, and unloaded into Illissa's tight pussy. His cock
pumped again and again, emptying his balls into the girlslave who
continued her ride. At last, he could eject no more; not a single drop
remained. Slowly, Illissa ceased her frenzied motion on his dick. Soon,
she leaned forward to rest on his chest, his cock still inside her but
softening rapidly.
"Thank you, Master; that was so nice," she cooed, as she stroked his face.
"Thank you," he told her. "Thank you both."
Cindy smiled. "We are happy, Lord, because you have been pleasured.
Would you like me to clean you?"
"Sure."
Illissa reluctantly removed herself from his flaccid organ and Cindy
knelt and began a thorough washing of his penis with her tongue. Soon,
she had licked up every trace of the mingled love juices of Illissa and
her Master. Licking her lips, she sa id, "Thank you, Master; that was
delicious." Garrett grinned, and said, "Now do Illissa."
"At once, Master," she responded, and soon was licking her 'sister' clean.
The three spent the rest of the evening in dreamy, lazy sex play;
Garrett explored both their young bodies thoroughly. In the morning,
Carmody came by to collect his girls; they ran to him joyously, clinging
to him and both talking non-stop about the fun they'd had with "Master
Garrett".
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Weeks went by. Things in the lab settled down to a routine. Carmody used
the implant to add several more young girls and women to his "stable".
His appetite seemed to be insatiable; Garrett wondered when he would
have 'enough'.
Garrett, meanwhile, was busy in the lab. Finally, he called Carmody.
"Meet me for lunch; I have a new implant idea."
They met in Carmody's executive lunchroom.
Over lunch, he explained.
"You understand the concept of the 'Virtual Institute', he began."
"Yeah."
"How about a 'virtual planet'?"
"Planet?"
"Envision a planet where human beings evolved-differently."
"Go on."
"On this planet, evolutionary forces resulted in females evolving to be
totally obedient to males. And I mean totally. For a female to disobey a
male is to die."
"Evolution does that? How?"
"Who cares? We programmed it into the Sim and let it run genetic
algorithms until the right genome emerged. It's a boundary condition. If
you like, imagine God watching every person; when a female disobeys a
male, lightning strikes her instantly and leaves nothing but a greasy
spot on the ground. It doesn't matter; that's the beauty of it. Over
thousands of generations, no matter what the forcing mechanism is, you
get obedient females. They're bred for obedience and total
submissiveness. The others died out. The ones who lived-who
survived-passed on their obedience. The ones now-after thousands of
generations-have obedience deeply programmed into the structure of their
brains-by the DNA. How? Who cares? They obey-because their flesh has
been 'trained' to 'know' that disobedience=death."
"All right. I get it."
"Also, any female who does not 'bind' to a male master by age 13 dies. A
man's sperm does the binding. The first time a female is exposed to
semen-bingo, that's her Master. Her Owner. They start being attracted to
semen at age 5. The craving becomes more intense as they get older. By
13, they must have it-must be bound. They're addicted to male semen-so
powerfully that withdrawal means certain death. And only their master's
sperm will do. Once bound, a female is the total slave of the ma le
dominant for life. She becomes his property-his body slave; she thinks
of herself as a slave, and this is right, and just, and proper-the only
conceivable way of being."
"Exposed?"
"Every cell has receptors; the skin, mouth, mucous membranes, every
point of contact with the world. A single drop of sperm is enough to
bind any female completely. The reaction is instantaneous and
overwhelming; you should see the simulations of a newly-bound fem. And
the degree of obedience is incredible: if a male tells a female she is a
fish, she'll happily drown herself trying to breathe water. They'll
gladly kill themselves-or anyone-at the Master's slightest command."
"Sort of a super-Institute treatment."
"While we're at it, let's add some 'features' to these females. For
example, retractable teeth. Saliva with the consistency of KY jelly.
Completely hairless below the neck. And we'll change the sex ratio: out
of 100 live births, 99 will be female."
"Anything else?"
"A couple of things. Extreme beauty, of course. No ugly or fat girls
anymore. And no obvious outward ageing after age 17."
"Wow. Is it possible?"
"Not only possible, here's the implant." Garrett withdrew a vial of
powder from his pocket.
"But I thought..the implant worked on memories-the mind."
"Look, Howard, they're -your- nanos. They can re-arrange DNA just as
easily."
"Christ."
"Come with me; I want to show you something."
He led Carmody to the lab. Standing at one of the lab benches was a
beautiful girl. Carmody stared. She was wearing only a pair of
snowy-white panties and a sheer, semi-transparent half-slip.
"Susie, this is Mr. Carmody," said Garrett.
The girl, no older than 16, turned and curtseyed, bending her knee and
lifting the ridiculous skirt of the slip to her waist.
"Hello, Master. Hello, Master Carmody. How may I serve you?"
"She's not of the Institute," Garrett said. "She's had the new
treatment. Susie is-was-my daughter's friend from school. Now she's a
New Girl." To Susie, he said, "stand up, child, and face us."
She did.
"Do you know what's happened to you?" Garrett asked her.
"Yes, Master. You chose me to be a New Girl."
"How do you feel about it?"
"It's -wonderful-!" she bubbled. "I =LOVE= being a New Girl! It's so
much nicer than being just a girl..."
"Why is that?"
"I feel so...good...so feminine," she said. "I love my body-the way it
feels when I move. And I love being Mastered, having a Master to love
and serve, a Master to tell me what to do! My old life was
so...uncertain. Now I know just what I must do to serve my Lord. My life
has a Purpose; serving and obeying my Master. And when he gives me
his...juice...it feels so nice, tastes so good..."
"The body is full of endorphins," commented Garrett. "She does love the
way her body feels...it's like a full-time, low-level, whole-body
orgasm. If sperm is withdrawn, the endorphin levels fall off and she
will begin to feel -awful-. In the final stages, a horrible death would
result. Susie knows that, and accepts her addiction, isn't that right?"
"Yes, Master," she said meekly. "I hope I am always worthy of your seed."
"She's been this way since yesterday; I gave her the implant two days
ago," commented Garrett.
"And no...other training...?"
"None, beyond a very thorough workout in my bed." Susie giggled and
blushed at this. "And let me tell you, it was spectacular. There's
something about having a -totally obedient- and -completely submissive-
girl. The sex was the best I've ever ha d." Susie giggled again.
"I was born to serve my Master's body, and minister to all his needs,"
she murmured.
"Jesus, Jim. Would it work on my girls?"
"Sure."
"They'd be Institute-trained AND have your 'New Girl' implant. God, I
can't imagine what they'd be like then..."
"Don't worry; I intend to find out."
"Does she have the physical changes you mentioned?"
"Sure. Retractable teeth. She's hairless below the neck. And you ought
to feel her mouth when it's wrapped around your cock."
"Wow."
"Yeah. Did I mention the genetic changes breed true? Her daughters will
all have the same mods."
"Her daughters."
"Yeah; remember what I said about the male-to-female ratio."
"Oh, yeah. Er, what's the point of that?"
Garrett smiled obliquely. Instead of answering directly, he said, "I was
thinking of dumping it in the reservoir."
"In the...?"
"It'd infect every female in the area. Did I mention this one's
infectious? Anyone who ingests it becomes a virulent carrier. Vectored
on the air-aerosol- and by any form of contact. Males won't be affected,
but become carriers. The machines say the whole planet will be
transformed in a month."
"Jesus. Jim, I can't allow it. Do you understand what you're talking
about? It would mean the end of the human race!"
"No. Just human females. And their replacements would be...better...
than human females. No need for an Institute to train them; their
obedience would be programmed in by genetics and evolution. Joyously
happy in serving their owners, just like Cindy. They'd
be...perfect...And the sex ratio, well, don't you see it's critical? I
envision a new race, with a small number of males controlling loving
herds of females. A hundred to one sounded about right. So every male
will have dominion over one hundred or so of these New Girls, females
who will live to obey his every command."
"And I suppose you and I would each have our hundred girls, too, eh?"
"Did I mention the over-ride?"
"Over-ride?"
"Yeah. Although once bound, a female is bound for life...there is
-certain- sperm that -overrides- the binding. Any female, exposed to
-IT-, would instantly 'switch allegiances' to its producer."
"Its producer?"
"Me."
"Er, what about me?"
"Yes, well, I was getting to that. It's difficult for me, Howard, after
all the hard work and your support and all...but I believe it's for the
best. I can't have you interfering in my work, you know."
"What are you talking about?"
"It was in the wine you just drank. A special implant, just for you.
It'll take all night to work, but the preliminary effects are quite
rapid. One moment."
He nodded to Susie, and she picked something up from the lab bench. It
was a triangle, a musical instrument. Smiling sweetly, she tapped it
once with a stirring rod. "Ting!"
"There. Sorry about that. But hearing that particular note, well, as you
are probably discovering, you cannot speak or move. Unless at my
command. In a few moments, I'll drive you home. I'll collect your lovely
daughter and neice, and the others , for re-programming then. You won't
be needing them further. I made sure there were back-doors in their
programming; they'll be easy to re-do. Please-don't look at me that way;
it is really quite distressing. I imagine you're wondering what the
implant will do to you. I suppose I should let you know. Tomorrow, when
you awaken, you'll be the second of the New Girls; Susie and you will be
the first of the evolution-optimized females we discussed. The nano's
can do a sex change easily; that should be obvious. And they'll reset
your age to around 7...
Susie giggled happily at the thought.
"I could have wiped your memory. But I decided not to. You'll remember
your past life-including being male and having both Lisa and Jenny.
You'll even remember your last meal as a male...and our little talk
here. But you'll be my bound servant, a nd you'll serve just as eagerly
as the others.
"I've combined the genetics of both Lisa and Jenny; you'll be sort of a
combination of the two delightful girls. I'll be there in the morning to
expose you to my semen; you will be bound to me, as will your neice and
daughter. And Susie here. A pleasant little foursome, I expect. You'll
be the 'baby' of my little harem; the girls will enjoy taking care of
you. And you'll grow up, all over again, this time under MY firm-but
loving-control."
Garrett stood. "All right, Howard. You can move but only to follow my
commands. You still can't talk. We're going to walk to my car now. By
the time we reach your place, I imagine you'll be feeling the headache
and other symptoms. You'll sleep, Howie-and when you wake up, it'll be
to a new life in a new world. You can thank me then-and you WILL, won't
you, being a grateful and loving little slave?"
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Brenda goes to the Bahamas
This is a true story that happened to my wife before we were married,
but after we were engaged. I found out about it about six months after
we were married, when by chance I came across her diary. At the time
this took place, my wife Brenda was 26.
Brenda was going to school to become a Travel Agent and at the end of
the school year, a trip was arranged that was part class trip and partly
to show the students what to look for when they went somewhere so they
could "Sell it" to their clients. Free promotional trips for Travel
Agents are very common and after we were married we took advantage of
them to go places we would not have otherwise. Back to the story.
Brenda's class consisted of about 15 women ranging in age from 18 to 30.
They flew out of Philadelphia on Friday morning and returned Sunday
evening. There were a number of activities planned for them into the
early evening of each day, but for the most part the nights were theirs.
There would be a couple of activities planned for a time slot with part
of the class going to each. The activity planned for Saturday morning
that Brenda signed up for was sailing. Brenda and four other girls were
picked up at the hotel by Ken and Jack, who operated the boat. Brenda
did not mention Jack in her diary, but described Ken as about 6ft 150lbs
and 22yrs. Her diary only said that the sailing trip was interesting and
she had a goodtime. She also wrote that Ken was picking her up at the
hotel and taking her to dinner.
I was suprised she would agree to go out to dinner with a complete
stranger. I was further surprised when I read the next page. The diary
said: I had a nice evening with Ken. We ended up back at his parents
place and I spent the night. In the morning we woke early and had sex
again. Ken came inside me after he promised not to. I was really pissed
at him. While I took a quick shower Ken called me a taxi. As I was going
back to Ken's room, his father saw me. I had a towel around me, but I
was so embarrassed. His mother started yelling at Ken and calling me
names. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I didn't even say good buy
to him. I can't believe he came in me. Then when I got back to the hotel
a couple of the girls looked at me funny. I guess my roommate, Kathy let
them know I didn't come back to the hotel last night. God I hope Ken
didn't get me pregnant.
I never mentioned that I saw her diary and of course never let on that I
knew about her one-nighter in the Bahamas.
The D Man
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The Brenda Series continues. Unless noted otherwise, all the stories in
this series are TRUE. No names, places, or anything else have been
changed. Brenda is a 37yr old with three kids, 38D tits, real nice legs,
and an ass to die for.
Brenda and Ralph
Ralph used to work with Brenda at a grocerey store where they both were
cashiers. Because my wife was low in senority, she worked the late shift
which was 6:00 to 11:00. And because it was the closing shift,
the employees had to stay after the store closed to clean and lockup.
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This meant that Brenda would get home at about midnight, sometimes 1am.
I would be asleep when she got home, because I get up at 5am. Mostly
because of her hours and the fact that I got home at 5:30, which meant
we only saw each other about 30 minutes a day, our sex life began to
suffer big time.
When we would get a chance to talk, mostly when she called me at work,
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she would tell me things about what happened at work. One time she
mentioned a guy named Ralph. She though we would get along because, like
myself, Ralph enjoyed going to topless bars. Brenda said he was a real
nice guy and was looking for a girlfriend, but with us still being new
to the area she didn't know anyone to fix him up with. She said that
after work Ralph would walk her to her car, because, while not a bad
area, it was still a dark parking lot and she did feel safer being
walked to the car. After getting to the car they would talk for awhile.
I would teased her saying she was just looking for a boyfriend and she
would laugh. It started to seem like Brenda was getting in around 1am
all the time now, but I figured it was just my imagination.
One Saturday, I was cleaning the car and noticed that something had
dried on the seat cover of the passenger seat. I couldn't identify what
it was and ask Brenda if she had spilled anything, which she said she
hadn't. Thats where it ended, until we were talking one day and my wife
mentioned "sitting in the car talking to Ralph". I asked if they always
sat in car and she said yes, "because you know how I am once I start
talking".
I began to wonder again if Ralph was becoming more than a friend, but
figured I was just dreaming. The only time I knew for sure Brenda had
sex with someone else was in the Bahamas and that was before we were
married so that didn't count. But still I was wondering.
My wife suggested that we invite Ralph, who still lived with his parents
for dinner. I said fine I whated to finally meet this guy. Everything
went great Ralph and I hit it off and over the next few years he went to
some topless places with me and the guys from work. On some of those
outings we talked about our past conquests. Shortly after Ralph came to
dinner, he had changed jobs and Brenda only saw him a few times a year
when they would arrange to meet for lunch, with Brenda bringing the baby
along.
Generally, each summer we have a cookout at our house. This one cookout,
if I recall correctly it was the summer of 89, by about 8pm just Ralph,
Brenda and I remained. The guys had been drinking beers most of the day,
and Brenda had been drinking wine coolers and was feeling no pain. When
Brenda went to put the baby to bed, Ralph and I talked about some of the
women that we had seen and I showed him some porn tapes I had picked up
recently. When my wife came back we opened a bottle of wine, BS'd,
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and told dirty jokes. Even my wife told a couple of raunchy jokes.
I figured this would be a good time to see if anything would happen
between Brenda and Ralph, so I told them I was going to check on the kids.
I went to the top of steps and waited. They talked for a while about the
store they had worked at, then my wife said she was going to see what
happened to me. I hustled to our bedroom and pretended I was asleep.
She looked in then I heard her go backdown to the basement where the
party was. I followed her and stayed at the top of the basement steps.
They made small talk for a little bit then it got quiet. I heard Brenda
giggle, then what sound like a kiss. I creeped down the steps and peaked
around the wall. They were sitting on the floor kissing and my wife was
rubbing Ralph's thigh. She then put her hand up the leg of his shorts
and began playing with his cock. Ralph began rubbing my wife's tits and
kissing her neck. Brenda stopped kissing Ralph long enough to remove
her shirt and bra. Ralph pushed her down on her back and began sucking
her tits. He soon was rewarded with a mouthfull of milk. Ralph pushed
his hand under her shorts and played with her pussy, while continueing
to drink her tit milk. Brenda came and reached for Ralph's Cock. As soon
as she had freed it from his shorts, she put it in her mouth and down
her throat.
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She pulled back, leaving just the tip in her mouth and then quickly took
it all the down her throat again. She continued until Ralph could take
no more and came in her mouth. She shallowed most of his cum but let
some drip onto his stomach. My wife then licked the cum of his belly.
They held each other for a couple of minutes then she told Ralph he
better get going. I went back to bed and acted like I was sleeping.
A few minutes later Brenda entered the bedroom with her bra and T- shirt
in her hand. She then pushed off her shorts and panties, rolled me on my
back and sat on my face. She said "Your not asleep, I saw you on
the steps now start eating." It was an offer I couldn't refuse, so I
ate her until she came. After she came, I flipped her onto her back
and entered her soaked pussy. While we fucked Brenda said "Did you like
the way I sucked his dick? Is that what you wanted?" I said "You fucked
him before didn't you?" She said she never fucked him, not tonight or
ever before. I said "You did something with him before didn't you? " She
didn't answer, so I started pounding her pussy harder. I asked her again
if she ever did anything with him, but she still didn't answer.
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I pulled out of her pussy. My wife grabbed my cock and tryed to put it
back in her pussy. I told her I wasn't going to fuck her until she
answered. She let go of my dick and stared at me. Finally she said "I've
never fucked him. I blew him in the car once after work,
but that was it." I asked if that was how the stain got on the car seat
and she said yes. We stared at each other again. She said she
was sorry for the time in the car, it just happened. But asked why I set
her up tonight. I told her I suspected they had something going and this
was the only way I would find out for sure. With a little bit of fear in
her voice and on her face, she asked what was going to happen. I looked
at her for a moment, then slammed my cock into her pussy until we both
came.
She asked me if I was going to divorce her. I said no. She smiled,
started to cry, told me she loved me, and swore it would never happen
again.
I told her I loved her, but that she owed me big time. She looked at me
and said yes I know.
Final comment
My wife had stopped breastfeeding the baby about a month before, but was
still was producing milk because she was breastfeeding me. She allowed
me to "nurse" for a couple of months after the baby stopped. She enjoyed
it as much as I, but we had to stop before someone (like her Doctor)
began to wonder why a women who had stopped nursing her baby three
months ago was still producing milk. This is the best place to put this
since there really isn't enough detail for a story.
The D Man
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UTC Subject: Repost Brenda Series - Florida 95 Lines: 166
The Brenda Series continues. Unless noted otherwise, all the stories in
this series are TRUE. No names, places, or anything else have been
changed. Brenda is a 37yr old with three kids, 38D tits, real nice legs,
and an ass to die for.
The D Man
Florida 95
Something about going to Florida with all its young scantly clad babes
makes me want to fuck the shit out of Brenda when we are there, don't
know why it just does :-). We stay at her mothers, and our room is just
off the living room. we also have our own bathroom, which is entered
through our room. The baby was still being breast feed at this time so
as soon we would get in the bedroom and close the door, out would come
her tits, especially if we had been out all day. When my wife was
nursing, her bra size went from 38D to 44D. What follows are some of the
highlignts of this trip.
The day we went to Sea World the baby stayed with her mom. When we got
back Brenda was in agony because her tits were full. I started playing
with them and it didn't long for the milk to start leaking. I was about
to get a late night snack when Brenda decided to try to feed the baby.
The baby nursed for a while on each tit before nodding off again. This
helped Brenda, but not enough to allow her to sleep comfortably.
so I started sucking her tits again. And after a few seconds my wife
was genty rubbing my head, and enjoying having the milk drained from her
tits.
On another morning on this trip, I asked Brenda to shave her pussy
because she hadn't done it in a while. So she did, right there on the
bedroom
floor about 4 feet from the door separating us from the living room.
And she did it with an electric razor! Well as soon as she was done
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had to make sure she did a good job, which can only be accomplished by
giving her a good tongue lashing afterward.
Since it had been a couple of days since I had cum, I asked her to suck
me off, which she started doing. Of course the baby wokeup and was
hungry so Brenda stopped sucking on me and started breast feeding the baby.
I went over to where Brenda was sitting on the floor, after she had the
baby started I put my dick back in her mouth. But the baby got restless
so I didn't cum until later that night when we fucked.
We also went to Typhoon Lagoon on this trip. We went there alone, with
her parents taking the kids to Magic Kingdom. There were a couple of fun
things that happened there.
We were at Castaway Creek on a two person tube. At one point, Brenda was
lying on her stomach and I was behind her leaning against her back, also
facing the front. The lower parts of our bodies were below water level,
and I took advantage of this rub her pussy. Brenda encouraged me on by
keeping her legs apart so I would have easy access to her. Later, we
slid down in the tube, so only my wife's head was above the water. When
the oppertunity presented itself, she slipped her arms through the
shoulder straps, but left her top up. I was playing with her tits, when
I saw that we were approching a walkway which passed over the creek.
There were people in front and behind us, but no one to our sides, so I
pulled the top of her suit down freeing her tits. Like I said, from the
shoulders down, Brenda was below the water. And the tube, which is about
8 inches high, blocking the view from the sides. There were 3 boys about
15 years old standing on the walkway watching the tubes pass. I figured
if they were your typical 15 year old boys, they were trying to see some
tits. So as we approched the walkway, I put my hands under my wife's
tits and pushed them together and up. At the same time I lifted her
chest out of the water, exposing her tits to the boys. Brenda tried to
get her tits back under water as soon as I exposed them, but I managed
to keep her on display for about 20 to 30 seconds. I'm sure the boys
jerked off to the memory of Brenda's tits for sometime.
At my request, my wife did not put her arms back through the shoulder
straps. This meant I could pull the top of her suit down, exposing her
tits when ever I wanted. There is a wave pool that does large waves for
30 minutes, followed by small waves for 30 minutes. When the waves were
small, we went to where the water was about 5 ft. There weren't many
people near us, so I pulled her top down again. Since my wife is only 5'
1'', she had to bounce to keep her head above the waves. And a few times
she didn't time her bounces right and ended up exposing her tits. After
the third time, some high school aged guys started moving in for a
closer look, so she pulled her top up.
When it was time for the big waves, we moved into 4 feet of water. These
waves are pretty strong and throw people around. The idea is to turn
your back to the wave right before it hits you. After getting myself
thrown into a couple of girls, I got an idea. There is about two minutes
between waves. We used that time to find some guys Brenda could
"accidently" bump into.
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We would pick a target, Brenda would get knocked into them and we would
move 20 to 30 feet in another direction and start the process again. All
together by the time we left the park, about 25 guys had put their hands
on Brenda's big tits. And because she never put the top back on
properly, half of those guys were treated to a closeup view of her naked
tits.
It may seem amazing that she didn't get thrown out, but there are a lot
of high school and college girls there with a lot of skin showing.
The D Ma
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The Brenda Series continues. Unless noted otherwise, all the stories in
this series are TRUE. No names, places, or anything else have been
changed. Brenda is a 37yr old with three kids, 38D tits, real nice legs,
and an ass to die for.
The D Man
The Wedding
In the summer of 1991, we were invited to Brenda's father's business
partners wedding. Actually, we were invited to the reception at his
house. It was an open bar and Brenda got wasted. When we got in the car
to drive to my Dad's house, I unzipped her dress a little, maybe to
about bra level, since Brenda had a sweater around her shoulders she
didn't care. Even though she was really saused to the point of passing out,
she just wanted to my Dad's, so I could fuck her.
We got to Dad's about 1 or 2 am. I decided to walk with her because it
may wake her up a bit. We walked around the block once before she wanted
to go in before she "passed out". I had her dress was unzipped as far as
possible without having it fall off. I also unhooked her bra and with my
arm around her, reached inside her dress (real easy) and played with her
left tit as we walked.
As soon as we got in the bedroom she took her clothes off and said
"hurry and fuck me before I pass out". And fuck we did. For someone who
had at least 7-8 rum & cokes she really worked her hips. evencially, she
passed out while laying on her side with me behind her fucking her slow.
I wet my finger and worked it around and in her asshole. I had recently
started doing this, sometimes she liked it other times she really would
get pissed. I worked my finger in and out for a while, then figured I
would see how far I could get. As I said, I had been playing with her
ass for a while with mixed results and had fucked her ass a few times
but that for another story.
I took some k-y from the overnight bag and put it on the fingers of my
left hand. I had worked one finger all the way up her ass, so I started
working two fingers in until I had two all the way in. Then I did the
same with 3, Finally when I tried four fingers she started squarming so
I stoped until she stopped, then I continued with fucking two fingers in
and out of her ass.
By this point I had been fucking her for about 45 minutes, so I was
getting ready to cum. I was thinking "where should I cum?" On her face?
No it would dry there and she'd be pissed or it would get it on the
pillow and Mom would figure something out. In her mouth? No. Pull out and
cum on her ass or chest? No do that all the time. SO I k-y'd my dick and
eased it into her ass. Maybe an 1 1/2 to 2 inches, I didn't want to go
balls deep because that would probobly wake her up, so for once I played
it smart and didn't get carried away. I only fucked her ass for a little
bit before I had to cum, so I pulled out and came on her ass. I didn't
want to come in her ass, because she might notice it in the morning, and
I didn't want her having a shit fit at my dad's. As far as her ass being
sore, well I would just tell she let me play with it with my fingers and
that she had been really into getting fucked.
In the morning she never mention anything, other than her hangover.
The D Man
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Brenda meets Don
Brenda and I have been married for over ten years now and at 37 and
after three kids, she feels she's not as attractive anymore. Brenda has
38D tits and yes she's not what she was when I met her, but considering
she has had three kids, she is still pretty sexy to me. I think she
sees a lot of younger women and girls at work and compares herself to
them instead of women her own age who have kids. In fact none of her
married friends with kids can hold a candle to her.
Over the past few years I have given thought to taking her to a club and
letting someone hit on her, just to prove to her that she was still
attractive. However I never mentioned it because I knew she would never
go along with it. I know from her diaries, that she had some pretty wild
nights before we met. And when we were first married she did a few
things, flashing from our car and at hotels. She also danced and flirted
with other guys when we went out, but never went beyond that stage. We
talked a few times about her picking a guy up or a threesome with either
a guy or girl. But it never happened and after the kids came she says
she "I'm a mother now I can't do those things."
Recently, Brenda has been much more sexual. She has kept her pussy
shaved for the past two months and the slightest bit of fondling has her
pulling me into the bedroom. This got me to thinking about the "pickup"
plan again. Maybe she would go for it, she is a "try anything once in
private" person and she does get "playfull" after a couple drinks.
I suggested Brenda find someone to watch the kids on a friday night, so
we could go out to dinner and then a club, something we haven't done in
a couple of years. She loved the idea and with a little work managed to
find someone to not only watch them, but keep them overnight.
I got home from work on Friday at 5:30 and my wife had already dropped
the kids off, showered and dressed. She wore a loose fitting black skirt
that stopped just above the knee, and a matching jacket with a modest
"V" cut in the front. Underneath she wore a blacklace bra (she refuses to
leave the house without one) with matching garter, panties and black
stockings.
We drove to a fancy resturant about 45 minutes from our home. I selected
it because it had a lounge, and across the street is a Holiday Inn with
what I heard was a popular nightclub. During the drive to dinner I told
her how sexy she looked and told her we should go home and play since
the kids were gone. She said there will be time for that latter. I kept
up the complimentary talk while rubbing her legs and raising her skirt
until I could see her panties. I rubbed her pussy and asked her to
remove her panties but she said no. After a couple more minutes of
playing with her pussy I asked her again to remove them, this time she
said yes after we get to the restaurant.
We went to lounge for drinks while waiting for our table. If a women
came into the lounge I would comment that my wife was more beautiful and
compare their legs or whatever as an example. Brenda started saying that
the women were more attractive than her which was not true but just what
I wanted her to say. Finally we were seated and ordered dinner. Brenda
excused herself and went to the ladies room. When she returned I asked
her if she remembered to do something, she looked around and then open
her purse enough for me to see her panties. During dinner I kept the
conversation on my wife's feelings that she not attractive. After dinner
we went into the lounge for another drink. By this time my wife had
consumed about 5 rum and cokes, which is about 2 above her limit, and
was getting very playful and suggestive in what she was going to do when
we got home. I deceided now was the time to put the last part of my plan
in to action. I pointed out a couple of guys at the bar and told her
they couldn't take their eyes off her. She said I was dreaming. I told
her I'd make her a deal, we would go to the club in the Holiday Inn, she
would enter by herself and sit at the bar, and see if anyone approched
her. I would sit near the restrooms. We also decieded she could call it
off and stop at anytime. I went into the club first while she checked
her makeup and fiddled around in the car for a couple minutes.
I ordered a drink and found a place to stand not far from the restrooms.
It was about 10:30 and they had a nice crowd already, just enough people
that I could get lost in but still see her. I was inside about 10
minutes and beginng to think Brenda changed her mind when she walked in
and took a seat at the bar. She ordered a drink and sat sideways on the
stool
so she could see the dance floor.
The one thing I hadn't considered looked like it may happen. Brenda
finished her drink and no one had gone near her, I was pissed at myself
for making her do this because I knew she would be heartbroken, this
would be her proof that she was no longer attractive. She looked over at
me, I signaled to get another drink. She turned and ordered another, the
bartender placed it down in front of her, as she went to pay for it, a
guy two stools down said something that caused the bartender to turn his
head toward the guy. The guy moved over to the stool next to my wife and
handed the bartender some money. I saw Brenda smile and begin to talk to
the guy, who's name I learned later was Don. They talked and ordered
another drink, this brought her up to 8 drinks on the night.
They finished their drinks and then Don asked her to dance. Brenda loves
to dance and after a couple drinks she likes to make alot of body
contact. Luckily the band was playing a fast song. The dance floor was
crowed,
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but by positioning myself on a second level, the floor of which was
tabletop level with the tables on the floor, I was able to keep her in
my sights. They danced four songs before the band took a break. Don and
my wife went back to the bar and ordered another round. They were both
very annimated and did a lot of touching of hands and arms as they
spoke. Don said
something to Brenda and nodded ok, then they picked their drinks up and
moved to a table adjacent to the dance floor. I moved to another
position so I could see them better. My new position also was closer to
them,
but still out of their view. I had full view of them from the table up
and below the table I could see from the knees down, but not their laps.
The band came back on and Don ordered another round before leading
Brenda by the hand on to the dance floor. The first song was another up
tempo one, so there wasn't much touching but my wife was really moving
her body. The next song was a slow one. Brenda melted into Don's arms.
With one hand Don gently rubbed her back, the other rested against the
small of her back. The band continued with another slow song, and the
drinks
started to show their effect on my wife. Brenda started slowly rotating
her hips and Don responded by pulling her closer to him. Don also let
his hand drop from the small of her back to the top of her ass. They
continued dancing for another song before walking back to
their table hand in hand. The club by this time (11:30) was very crowded
and I was able to move to within 30 ft of them without being noticed.
I saw my wife getting up from her seat so I made my way over to the
restrooms, Brenda walked within 5ft of me and not only didn't see me,
but didn't even seem to look for me! Brenda was clearly feeling no pain.
I moved closer to the restrooms so she would have to see me when she
came out. When my wife came out of the ladies room, she smiled, I asked
how she was, she said everything was ok. I asked her if she wanted to
leave now that I proved my point. Brenda said no, but not to worry she
was just having a little fun, she would save the real fun for when we
got home. I asked her if she would like me to join them. Brenda said I
couldn't because she told Don I was away. I reminded her she had a lot
to drink and asked if she was sure she was ok. My wife said not to worry
everything will be fine. I asked her how late she wanted to stay she
said she didn't know, maybe 1am, that would still give us time for fun
when we got home and in the morning. I told her I might step
outside, I also had a few drinks and I wanted to be sure my head was
clear for the drive home.
My wife suggested we get a room at the Holiday Inn, that way I could
have a few drinks, flirt with the women, and then we could meet in the
room at 1am, or if I didn't want to do that, to go home if I liked, and
she would be there around 1:15 - 1:45 for our private party. While
saying this she gave me her sexy look that I know from experience means
a long fun evening. I told her I would get a room,and call our friends
who were watching the kids, to tell them we would be staying at a hotel.
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I went back to the club and saw Brenda and Don dancing to more fast
songs. I bought a drink and looked for some available women, but as they
say the good ones were all taken. So I went back to watching my wife.
The band announced a slow song before taking a break. Don held Brenda
tight and put one hand on the top of her ass like before, but didn't try
to go further. And my wife was a little less suggestive than the last
slow one. After they returned to their seats and drinks, I caught
Brenda's eye
and signaled for her to meet me by the restroom. I gave her the key to
the room and told her I might be backdown, otherwise I'll see her at
1am. She went back to Don and I got another key at the desk and went to
our room. It was 12:15. I put on the TV and strechted out on the bed.
Things had worked out nicely, Brenda found out that she was
still attractive to other guys. I fell asleep waiting for 1am.
I wokeup at 1:30 with no sign of Brenda, so I went down to the club to
make sure she was allright. The club was even busier than it was when I
left. I couldn't find them at first and was beginning to get worried
when I saw them at a table further away from the dance floor. I figured
Brenda must have lost track of the time so I was going to walk past
their table so Brenda would see me. As I got near their table, I could
see Don had his right hand under the table. I changed my course and was
able to pass right behind them. Don's hand was on her lap and her skirt
had moved up just enough to show the upper portion of her stockings but
not the garter snaps or above. She also had undone one of the buttons on
her jacket and was showing some nice cleavage. I found a spot to watch
them from the upper level, which gave me a good view of the floor and
their table. As I watched, a couple of guys standing next to me were
talking about that " hot number in black". As we watched Don started
rubbing her inner thigh and her skirt was now high enough that the bare
skin of her leg above the stocking could be seen. The guys standing near
me, said "he's going for it again, he keeps trying to get his hand up
her skirt but she won't let him". I wasn't suprised
she was letting Don do this, because after a couple of drinks she gets
horny and her normal conservative (in public anyway)
manner disappears. What DID suprise me knowing how horny she gets, was
she wouldn't let him go further.
Brenda said something to Don and his hand moved to her knee. Don moved
his head close to my wife's and was talking to her, Brenda's only
reaction was to giggle and smile. Then she gave him a quick kiss on the
cheek and shook her head no. Don still rubbing her leg said something to
her again, and this time she said yes and they got up and headed for the
door leading to the parking lot. They were standing in front of the club
talking. Don was asking Brenda if she wanted to go to his place for a
nightcap. She said no, she really just wanted to go to her room. Don
offered to walk her to the room, Brenda said he didn't have to but when
he insisted, she agreed. As they walked around to our room Don put his
arm around her and Brenda had her head on his shoulder. Brenda wasn't
very steady on her feet and Don, having realized he wasn't going to get
her in bed started boldly getting what he could. He move his hand up to
her right breast and began gently squeezing it, and rubbing his finger
over the nipple area. Brenda didn't respond she just kept waking along
very slowly. They reached an open area between two
buildings. Don guided my wife into this area and behind the steps
leading to the second floor. I was curious how far Brenda, even in her
condition, would let him go. Don backed Brenda up against the wall and
started kissing her. Brenda tried to turn her head for a second and Don
started nibbling on her neck. I knew something would happen now, because
Brenda loves having this done to her. She immediately began kissing him
back. Don was sqeezing her ass and began kissing his way done to her
breasts. Brenda just had her head back enjoying what Don was doing to
her. Don unbuttoned the last two buttons on her jacket and buried his
face in her cleavage. He then unhooked her bra, pushed the cups up and
began sucking her breasts. My wife was moaning and had her eyes closed,
moving her head from side to side. As Don continued
sucking her breasts his hands went back to sqeezing her ass. Don lifted
her skirt and cupped her naked ass cheeks. He said he wanted to go to
my wife's room with her. Again she refused. Don stood up and began
kissing her and continued trying to get her in bed. Don reached between
my wife's legs and got a suprise when he came in contact with her shaved
and I'm sure very wet pussy. He started rubbing her pussy and kissing
her face and neck. This put Brenda over the edge and she came with a
long low moan. While getting Brenda off, Don had taken his dick out and
was now trying to fuck my wife. Brenda grabbed his dick and forcefully
said no. She then pushed Don against the wall dropped to her knees and
started giving him head. Brenda is an excellent cocksucker. I've told
her if we ever really needed money she could make enough to support us
just by giving blowjobs. Don's hips started bucking after a couple of
minutes and he came in her mouth. Brenda wiped the remnets of his cum up
with her hand and licked it off. As they both began to put their clothes
back in place, I went to our room.
I quickly put my jacket on the chair, kicked off my shoes and flopped
down on the bed with my back to the door. A couple minutes later Brenda
entered the room. I rolled over acting like I just wokeup. I said "what
time is it?" Brenda said "You know what time it is" as she headed for
the dressing area and started getting undressed. as I took my clothes
off, I asked her how things went. She said we'll talk later and began
sucking my dick, Because I had been walking around with a hardon for
most of the night I came quickly. My wife swallowed it all and kept
sucking until I got hard again. Once I was up she sat on my dick and
began fucking me for all she was worth. I can't remember her cunt ever
being wetter. She fucked me. She came, I came, She came again, then
we fell asleep.
I woke up first and went to the bathroom. Brenda's clothes were on the
floor, at least her jacket and skirt were, her bra was missing.
Brenda had kept the garter and stockings on when she came to bed. I love
a women in garters and stockings, so she always leaves them on.
I also noticed a couple of "spots" on her jacket, and in the pocket
Don's business card.
Driving home I asked her how her evening was she said fine, it was a
turn on to know guys would still hit on her. I pushed her for details of
what she did after I "went to the room", she said just dancing and small
talk. I asked if Don wanted more that just dancing. She said he let his
hands roam a couple of times but stopped when she told him to. I said he
sounds tame for a guy buying a girl drinks all night. Brenda said he did
get a little frisky at the end of the night. I wanted to see how much
see would say so I asked her what she meant by frisky. A couple of
minutes of "what do you mean? You know what I mean." followed and then
silence.
Finally Brenda said that Don wanted to take her home and of course she
refused. Then when they were walking to our room he started kissing her.
My wife heisitated for a second then said she started kissing him back
and that they were grouping each other like "a couple of high school
kids". I said "I can't blame the guy for wanting to put his hands on
you, besides you were a little drunk". She said he did more than put his
hands on me, he unbuttoned my jacket, unhooked my bra, and put his hand
between my legs. I said "well I guess he did get a little excited". She
said he asked her again to fuck, she said no and
they walked to our room. Before entering Don kissed her goodnight and
asked her out on a "date". She told him she couldn't. Don continued
kissing her and unbuttoned her jacket again. She told him to stop before
someone saw them. Don stopped, but as he removed his hands from inside
her jacket he took her bra. He told her he would like to keep it as a
momento of the evening, she said he could but he had to leave. He gave
her his card and left. We were both quiet for a few minutes then I
rubbed her leg and told her I love her and that nothing she did upset
me, but that the next time we go out she's going braless for giving away
one of my favorite bras. She laughed and said "we'll talk about it".
I told her that if I was in Don's place I would have wanted at least a
blowjob. Brenda said "What would you say if I told you I did blow him?"
I said "Well I'd say the guy at least went home with a smile on his
face." My wife put her hand on my lap and rubbed my dick through my
pants, and with a sly look on her face said "yeah, he smiling when he
left".
Watch for more stories in the Brenda Series. "Brenda goes to the
Bahamas", "Ralph", "Florida 95", and "Wedding" were recently posted,
others to follow. Comments always welcome.
Please send comments.
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Brenda's Date with Don
In the last story in the Brenda Series, Brenda meets Don, in which my
wife found guys would still try to pick her up, she met Don. This story
takes place three weeks later in late spring 1994. As always comments
are welcome.
The D Man
Things were pretty much as before my wife continued in her new found
horniness, which I was not complaining about. She continued keeping
her pussy shaved and now was going braless around the house all the
time, not just when she knew she wouldn't be going out of the house.
About 3 weeks after the nightclub, as Brenda was putting her laundry
away, I asked her when she was going to call Don and get her bra back. She
laughed and said "I have enough bras. I don't think I'll miss one,
besides I'm not wearing as many now anyway". I said it was ok with me
but it was part of a bra, panty, and garter set and then changed the
subject. I wasn't going to push her to see him, but I was curious to see
what she would do. A couple of more weeks went by with neither of us
mentioning Don. I figured it must have been the drinks that made her
blow him and that she wouldn't be doing anything again. But then Brenda
called and said she had called Don and asked for her bra back because it
was part of a set. Don told her he would give it to her she she went on
a "date" with him this coming friday. My wife told him she would have to
ask me and get back to him. Brenda told him I knew everything and had no
problems with it. Don still didn't believe her, when Brenda told him she
would him she would call him right back.
When she told me Don's offer I felt just about every emotion imaginable.
I asked her I she wanted to. Brenda said "We've talked about it for
years. Lets do it before I chicken out." I said ok. Brenda said she
would prefer that I not be there, because she was a "little nervous
about it to begin with and if I was there she would, well could I just
do the first one alone. I think it will be easier. " I agreed. We both
agreed it should be at our house. Brenda would make the date for
8:30,after the kids were in bed, and tell Don that I was going out with
the guys and would be back around midnight.
Friday,I came home from work ate, showered, got an incredible blowjob,
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dressed and headed out for the night, or so Brenda thought. I drove to
the mall and went to the 7:15 movie, since I knew nothing would happen at
home until 8:30. After the movie I parked a couple blocks from home and
went for a walk arriving back at my car at 9:00
I walked over to our house and saw a car in our driveway. I went around
to the back of the house and entered the basement. I heard voices above
me coming from the living room. I went up the steps and listened. They
were making small talk and having drinks. Don asked where the bathroom
was and Brenda told him to use the one upstairs, but to be quiet so the
kids will not wake up. Don suggested my wife change in to something more
comfortable. Brenda said she already had something in mind, and reminded
Don again to come right back to the living room when he was done. Then
they both headed upstairs, I headed to the utility room. I figured they
wouldn't need to come in there and if they did there was a full size
closet I could hide in. From the utility room I could see just about all
of the living room.
Don returned to the living room first. He poured them each a drink and
sat on the sofa. A couple minutes later as Brenda came down the
steps, Don smiled and said "is this for me?" When my wife stepped into
view, I saw she was wearing one of my favorite outfits. It's a
blue spandex two piece. The top just barely covers her tits, while the
bottom leaves her lower ass cheeks exposed. To top the outfit off, she
wears blue stayup stockings.
They embraced and kissed in the middle of the room, with Don's hands
roughly sqeezing her ass. My wife's top had already pulled up exposing
her tits. Don moved to her tits, sucking and squeezing them. Brenda
pulled her top off and held her tits, offering them to Don who continued
sucking them like a hungry baby. They slump to the floor and they began
rubbing each others crotches. Don quickly pulled Brenda's bottom off and
began eating her shaved cunt. My wife's eyes were closed and she was
breathing heavly and rubbing her cunt into his face before cumming. Don
removed his pants and straddled Brenda's face, feeding her his cock.
My wife sucked him for a couple minutes then Don pulled his cock from
her mouth and told her he wanted to fuck her. Brenda spread her legs
wide with her knees pulled back to her shoulder giving Don a clear view
of her shaved pussy. Don stuck his face back into it and began eating
her again. Brenda let out a loud moan and told Don to " ram that dick up
my cunt! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Don told her she would have to beg if she
wanted him to fuck her. Brenda just said "please fuck me, you been
waiting so long, fuck me." Don told her to play with her pussy. Brenda
started rubbing her pussy then inserting her fingers and finger fucking
herself to another orgasem. After enjoying the sight of Brenda playing
with herself, he told her also suck on her tits, which she did. This is
one of the few things I could never get her to do. Brenda came again,
and now was so horny she begged Don to
fuck her. Instead he told her to "crawel over here and suck my dick. "
My wife did as she was told and began sucking his dick while he sat on
the sofa and finished his drink. Don grabbed the sides of my wifes head
and fucked her mouth until he came in it. They rested for a few
minutes with Brenda's face still in Don's lap. Don told her to get them
another drink. I watch my wife, naked except for her stockings,
with Don's cum on her chin walk to the bar and pour them each another
drink. As he sipped his drink, he told my wife to down hers which she
did. Don told her to refill her glass and down it again which again she
did. He continued to do this until Brenda had downed five
straight drinks. Don obviusly remembered from the nightclub the effect
alcohol has on Brenda.
Brenda asked Don again to fuck her. Don told her to lay on her back and
spread her legs with her knees back like she had earlier. After
my wife did this he told her to pull her pussy open. After my wife did
this Don took a banana from the fruit bowl and began fucking her
with it. Brenda bucked her hips fucking the banana for all she was
worth, when she was about to cum again, Don removed the banana from her
pussy and peeled it. He then pushed it all the way back into Brenda's
pussy, removed it and told her to eat it which she did.
Brenda was begging Don to fuck her. She walked unsteadly from too many
drinks to where Don was sitting on the sofa. And looking up at him,
began licking his balls and sucking his dick, between pleas for him to
fuck her. Don pushed her on her back and roughly enter her. He pounded
her hard and fast and Brenda had one orgasim after another. Don pulled
out and told her lay face down and spread her ass cheeks. He tryed to
enter her ass but couldn't. He told Brenda to get some vaseline. Then
had her smear some on his cock and put some in her ass. What a sight! My
wife with her ass sticking up, asshole clearly visable putting vaseline
up her ass. When Don thought she was ready he moved behind her and went
balls deep up her ass in one thrust. Although Brenda has been fucked in
the ass many times, she screamed in pain. Don didn't care he kept
pounding her ass, pulling just about all the way out then ramming it all
the back in. Tears were streaming down her face and she seemed to be
crying, screaming, and yelping all at the same time. The entire time Don
was fucking her ass he was calling her a whore and a slut, to which my
wife responded by grinding her ass back at him. Don buried his cock all
the up her ass one last time and came. He pulled his cum covered cock
from her ass and wiped it on Brenda's face. My wife took his cock in her
mouth and sucked it clean.
Don got dressed and started for the door but stopped. He walked back
over to my wife and reached into his coat pocket, and dropped the bra
she had given him at the club on her as she lay on the floor, then left.
Three things occured to me, the first being my balls felt like they were
going to explode, and the second, that my wife Brenda had just given the
sluttyist performance I had ever seen, and the third, I was proud that
this "whore/slut" was my wife.
Brenda didn't move for about 10 minutes after Don left, she just
whimpered. Brenda finally got up and went upstairs. When I heard the
shower start, I left the house, It was 12:10. I sat in the car for a
while listening to the radio, got the score of the ballgame I "went to"
and headed home. I entered the house at 1:00, Brenda was going up the
steps and was near the top where it was to dark to get a good look at
her face. I asked her how it went and she said "OK". Then she said she
was really tired and was going to bed. We said good night and I went
into the kitchen. She had washed the glasses and put them away. The
living room looked normal. I didn't see any
stains or anything on the sofa or rug. If I didn't know better, I would
have though she spent the evening watching T.V. I turned out the lights
and went to bed.
The next morning Brenda told me everything that happen, every detail.
I told her next time I wanted to be there. Later that week Brenda was
playing around with some of her photography equipment. I asked her what
she was up to. She said "Don's coming over again on friday, He still
doesn't want you here, but he agreed to let me take pictures for you.
During the week Brenda set her darkroom up in the basement. Friday I did
the same thing as the week before except I couldn't get back in the
house, so I hid between the hedges and a side window to the living room.
This gave me a good view of the room, but I couldn't hear anything. It
was pretty much as the week before. My wife gave him a blowjob, then
after she got him hard again he fucked her pussy until he came. As they
were going at it the camera would flash. Brenda was using a hand held
shutter release. Later before Don left he fucked Brenda's pussy again
filling it again. When Don left, Brenda headed for the basement and I
went to get the car.
When I "got home" about 45 minutes later, Brenda was sitting naked on
a blacket on the living room floor. She said "tomorrow I'll show you the
pictures but tonight you can look at this." Then she spread her legs
with her knees back by her ears and openned her pussy further with her
fingers to show me what remained of Don's cum in her pussy. I stood
there just staring at the cum running out of her. She said "Don't just
stand there, get over here and fuck me. I haven't had enough yet." It
was the beginning of a great night.
I am posting three of the pictures Brenda took. The heading is Brenda &
Don.
The D Man
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BAD GIRLS BY MISTRESS SATANA PART ONE Date: 2 Jun 1996 04:11:40 GMT
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Bad Girls
Part I
by Mistress Satana
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"It's, like, really shitty. First I lose my job and now I'm getting
evicted. The landlady says I got to be out by the end of the week, the
old bag." Candy teased a strand of her blonde tresses into place.
Satisfied with her style she gave it another blast of hair spray just to
make sure it stayed where she put it. "I mean, be real. If I don't have
the money to pay the rent on this hole how am I gonna get anyplace else?
I'm fucked."
"Sure are, and frequently, too. But don't worry, I'll figure a way out."
"Oh, be serious, Su Lin." Candy turned to the girl sitting on the bed.
"I am serious." Replied the small Oriental girl. "You know me. I'm
always thinking. There's gotta be a way out for you. Look on the bright
side. Now you can get out of this shitty town. You've always said you
wanted to go to California and become a porno star. Well, now's your
chance."
"Yeah, sure. I'd get about fifty feet in that old car of mine. Plus,
what would I use to pay for gas and food? Where would I stay? I'm broke,
honey."
Su Lin smiled. "Well, then we'll just have to do something about that.
First we've gotta get a different car. A van would be even better. One
of those custom ones with the cool interior, stereo, bar, and all. Yeah,
that's it. We'll get a van." Her dark eyes twinkled as she smiled at her
best friend and sometimes lover.
Candy let out a sigh. Su Lin was so impetuous. Impetuous but real smart.
She always had an angle and was usually right. In fact, in the 4 years
she had known the girl she had never been wrong yet. Even so there
seemed no way even Su Lin could get her out of this problem.
"And what do I pay with this van with? Honey, I wish I could do what you
say. I'd love to blow this town and make it big in porno films. But I
just can't. No money means no action, dig. And what's all this we stuff?"
"I'm coming with you. After all you don't expect me to just set back as
the best piece of ass in town takes off, do you? Besides we're a team,
aren't we? "
Candy couldn't help but smile. She had been fifteen and Su Lin twelve
when they first met. They had become inseparable from the first. Even
though her friends had laughed at her friendship with "a child" she had
never wavered in her feelings toward Su Lin. In fact her feelings had
grown even stronger. She shared not only a friendship but a relationship
that went beyond even the sexual pleasures they found in each other.
Even though they were both very sexually active with a wide variety of
partners, they still preferred each other. All the others were just for
variety. No matter how much she hated the town Candy stayed, because
leaving would mean leaving Su Lin behind. The thought filled her with
dread. If not for Su Lin she would have left long ago. Now she was in a
situation that seemed fated to separate her from her lover. "Yeah, baby,
we're a team. But you've gotta stay here. If you came with me your
parents would have the cops after us so fast. They'd say you were a
runaway and all that. You'd just get brought back here and be in trouble
for all of it."
"I don't think so. In fact, my parents don't want me around. They'd be
happy if I got out."
"Bullshit. Your parents think you're the best little girl ever. They'd
never give you up. You've been playing little miss traditional Chinese
girl for them so long they think you're the greatest thing going. They'd
be after you for sure. And they'd be certain that I corrupted their
little innocent."
Su Lin laughed. "If anybody's been doing any corrupting around here,
it's me. Hell, you'd never had a woman till I talked you into it. But,
really, They wouldn't do a thing if I left. They changed their minds
about me being such a perfect traditional daughter. Now they want me out."
"I can't believe they'd change their minds so quick. You're just shiting
with me."
Su Lin stiffened. "Have I ever lied to you? Have I ever led you wrong?
No. Well, I never will, and I'm not giving you any bullshit now. They
are super mad at me. The kind of mad that they won't get over, ever."
Candy was surprised at the vehemence in her friend's voice. "I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to doubt you. It's just, like, so sudden. What happened?"
The Chinese girl relaxed. She reached into her purse and retrieved a
pack of cigarettes and lighter. Extracting a cigarette and placing it
between her lips, she flicked a flame to its tip. She filled her lungs
with the smoke, letting it out through her nose.
"Wow, that's different. Since when did you start carrying your own
cigarettes? You always smoked mine cause you didn't want your folks
finding any smokes in your purse. What brought on this change?"
"Like I was about to say, remember Saturday when they were supposed to
be gone overnight? After they left I got dressed, that super short mini
that you say I look so hot in and a tube top that really shows me off,
and got real hot lookin'. I tried to call you, but there was no answer,
so I went out with Les and a couple of his friends and partied my ass
off. We drank all afternoon and one of the guys had brought some good
smoke so we all got high. It got even better when some chick I met there
and I went to the ladies room and we did some lines. Baby, I was flying.
I can't remember a whole lot of what went on but I know that I had a
real great time. Well, I got back to the house at around six in the
morning and I must have been a sight. My makeup was all smeared, one of
my stockings had a big run in it, I had a cigarette in my mouth, a
bottle in one hand and my panties in the other. My thighs were covered
in cum and I just reeked of sex. Just as I started to reach for the door
my mother opened it."
Candy gasped. "No."
"They'd got done early and didn't stay over. So here I am, their
traditional little girl looking like the biggest whore ever. Well, they
just absolutely freaked. They yelled at me and told me what a disgrace
to the family I was and all that shit. They called me a whore, a slut,
and a tramp. Well, I figured, what the fuck, Now they know and there's
nothing I can do about it. So I took a slug from the bottle, looked my
mother straight in the eye and said, "Fuck you, you withered old cunt.
You wouldn't know a good time if one slipped between your legs."
"Wow. That must have been something. What did she do when you said that?"
"The old bitch slapped me. You know how I get when I've been drinking
and when I'm real high I get even nastier. So I punched the old bag.
Knocked her right on her ass. Then I went to my room, locked the door,
and crashed. All the while they were yelling and all. Saying that I
wasn't their daughter anymore and that I should get out. They've ignored
me ever since. I even lit up in front of my mother and she didn't say a
word. I told 'em that I might split to the city. The old bag said,
"Fine. Never come back." So, baby, this girl has just gotten her
freedom. No more school. No more boring town. No more playing miss
perfect. So I figure, since we both gotta get out, we may as well do it
together."
"Wow. That's so rad. I would have loved to have seen you punch the old
hag. I'll bet it was really great to punch your old lady out." Candy
enthused, "I should have done that to mine when I left."
She smiled at her Oriental lover. "Since you got thrown out, too, you
may as well come along. Hell, we've both wanted to blow this town for so
long. Now we can. Only problem is still what we do we do for money?"
Su Lin grinned. "I've got that all figured out, love. We just take what
we want."
"What? You mean. like steal?"
"Sure. I mean it's not like we haven't done it before, right? It'd be
easy. Fun, too. Remember when we were watching "Bonnie and Clyde" on TV?
You said what a blast it would be to do something like that. So why
don't we?" Su Lin's eyes twinkled at the pleasurable thought. "Only
we'll be smart and nobody'll ever catch us."
"I don't know. After all that kind of thing is different than what we've
been doing." Candy was concerned but, still, the idea intrigued her.
"Bonnie and Clyde" had been a turn on. Even their deaths had been hot.
"How different could it be? We shoplift all the time. And then there's
those sluts we ripped off."
"Yeah. But still, robbery. Isn't it dangerous?"
"All the more fun, honey. Besides how different can it be from our rip
offs?"
"They never saw us then. I'd sneak up behind a girl and drop a
pillowcase over her head and you'd bash her with a piece of pipe. Then
we'd just take her bag and split. Nobody was there to see who did it.
Besides we didn't get all that much from it."
"Have I ever led you wrong? We never even have come close to getting
caught. When somebody pulls a heist the cops always look for some guys.
They never even think it could be girls doing it. Trust me. Wasn't I the
one who taught you to shoplift? And didn't I figure how to pull those
robberies so no one would see us? Hell, girl, I'm not stupid. I figure
things out beforehand. You gotta plan good, that's all. Remember when we
paid back that bitch Kathy? I mean we really creamed her. We busted her
up so bad she's still in the hospital. And all the time the cops have
been looking for the guys who they think nailed her."
"Yeah. You're right. They never even suspected us even though they were
really hot to find out who did it. We really got her didn't we? For a
while it looked like the slut was going to croak." Candy was beginning
to get into Su Lin's idea.
"It was fun, wasn't it? I mean you did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"
"Sure. It was a blast. I never did anything quite like that before. And
we got away with it." She felt a warm rush as she remembered the
pleasure she felt from the girl's beating. It had been fun. "You sure
are smart, honey. If anybody can figure out a foolproof way to pull a
rip off it's you. Do you really think we can make much?"
"Bet your sweet ass we can, girl. There's lots of bread out there just
waiting for a couple of smart chicks to come and take it. In fact I
already have a place in mind. I'll bet we can get plenty. Maybe even
enough for a van. Then we'll travel in style. But I should warn you,
things might get a little rough. What do you say?" Su Lin ground out her
cigarette in the ashtray.
"What the hell. I'm in. With you I'm up for anything. What are we going
to do?"
"Good girl. Remember the bar I got kicked out of last month?"
"Cindy's Cellar? Yeah. The broad was real bitchy about you being under
age and all. Is that where you want to hit?"
By now Candy was firmly committed to following along with the younger
girl. Even though Su Lin was only sixteen she had always been the more
dominant in their relationship. She had introduced Candy to the
pleasures of lesbian sex, orgies, drugs, crime, and violence. They had
all been thrilling. Su Lin had never gotten her into anything she hadn't
dug. She had complete trust in her. Now Su Lin promised even wilder
action. Candy was all for that. The more fun the better. Fuck 'em all.
Candy and her lover were going to do whatever they wanted and anybody
who tried to stop them had better look out.
"You got it, baby. We'll take her just after closing, when she's all
alone. She once got ripped off taking the night's cash to the bank so
now she keeps all the take in her office safe. And, since this is Sunday
and the banks don't open till tomorrow, she'll have all the money from
Friday, Saturday, and today in there. You know how hot the place is, so
you can just imagine how much there'll be there. It'll be so easy, we
just walk in and take it. All you have to do is just follow my lead. Now
I gotta do some shit and get ready for tonight. Let's meet here about
12:30 and go do it."
Su Lin rose and walked over to Candy. She tilted the blonde's face to
hers and gave her a long deep kiss, her tongue slipping into Candy's
mouth. Her lover responded strongly, tongue reaching to twine with hers
in a tangle of passion. She clasped the larger girl to her in a lustful
embrace, rotating her hips against her lovers. She broke off the kiss
leaving Candy aroused and gasping for breath. Picking up her purse she
walked to the door. "Catch you later, babe."
As the door closed behind her lover Candy pondered what she was getting
into. She knew Su Lin was a very hot, horny girl with a streak of pure
mean in her. That mean streak had worried her at first, but she had come
to accept and even enjoy it. She was sure unpredictable at times but
that just made her more fun. Candy wasn't sure exactly what she was
getting into but, knowing Su Lin, it would certainly be lots of fun and
very, very hot. She would go along with anything the Chinese girl came
up with, no matter what and, if anybody got hurt it was their tough
luck. Fuck 'em all. Bonnie and Clyde look out. Su Lin and Candy are
really going to show you how to do it.
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BAD GIRLS 2/12 Date: 2 Jun 1996 04:14:56 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines:
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The street was deserted at this time of night. All the stores had closed
long ago. The bars were dark and all their patrons had gone home almost
an hour ago. From their darkened car parked down the block the girls
watched as the last of the staff left "Cindy's Cellar". Only one car
remained in the lot. Cindy would be inside counting up the nights
receipts and putting them in the safe before locking up the bar, she was
always the last to leave.
"There they go. The bitch is all alone now. You know what to do?" Su
Lin's face was barely visible, dimly lit only by the glowing tip of her
cigarette. In the glow, her face wreathed with smoke, the teenager
looked older, more dangerous. Her bored expression belied the tension
she felt.
"Yeah. When the bitch comes out we approach her and ask if she has any
work. Then, when she's not expecting it, you shut her up and we make her
unlock the place. Right?" Candy was visibly nervous. This rip off was
not like the others they had pulled. It was lots riskier but that was
okay, the danger was exciting.
"Here, put these on." Su Lin handed Candy a pair of thin plastic gloves,
the disposable kind beauticians used when dying hair. "That way we don't
leave any fingerprints." Su Lin slipped another pair over her long,
slender fingers. "Whatever you do, don't touch anything without 'em."
Candy smiled at her lover in appreciation. "Oooh, baby, you're so smart.
You always think of everything. You know, with your brains, I'll bet
you'll be the best robber in the world."
Su Lin beamed at the blonde's flattering comments. Candy could be a bit
of an airhead at times, but she was loyal, Su Lin appreciated that. She
really dug the girl, not just physically, though she was great in bed.
She liked her attitude and willingness to try anything she suggested.
What a wild doll she was. When Su Lin had first met Candy she seemed
like just any other dumb chick, more interested in the current fashions
and being "trendy" than anything else. She was so conventional that Su
Lin considered it a challenge to seduce her. She planed to bed and
forget her. However, somewhere during the "getting to know you" phase
she had discovered something beneath the "valley girl" facade. There was
a streak of wildness that Candy had tried to suppress. Su Lin decided to
go beyond simple seduction and try to bring that wildness out. She had
begun by going shopping with her. during one of their outings Su Lin
stole some makeup and a blouse that Candy had admired. She was surprised
when Su Lin later gave them to her. Her surprise increased when she
found out how she had acquired them. Thereafter Su Lin regularly stole
gifts for her, eventually teaching Candy how to shoplift, too. It was
after one of their "shopping trips" that she had presented Candy with a
set of very fancy and erotic lingerie. Candy was so delighted she tried
them on immediately and modeled them for her friend. Su Lin couldn't
resist the temptation.
She seized the older girl in her arms and began kissing her passionately.
At first Candy froze in surprise, then she resisted. Her resistance
didn't last long. Before long she was returning Su Lin's kisses with all
the intensity of a bottled up passion set free. That night they became
lovers. From thereon they had become virtually inseparable. Candy
learned quickly and, under Su Lin's skilled tutelage she learned to give
vent to her innate wildness. Their personalities complimented each other
perfectly. Su Lin's dominance and penchant for exotic thrills and
Candy's lust for new sources of pleasure led them into a relationship of
increasing wildness and passion. Now they were about to take the big
step, one there would be no turning back from. Su Lin felt her cunt warm
at the thought of the action to come. Even though they had shared some
very hot and violent scenes she still worried whether Candy would be
able to handle what was to come. Su Lin shoved down the doubts. Candy
was her girl and she trusted her. She'd do alright. After all, hadn't
she had a great teacher? "No. Not robber, it's robbers. We're a team
aren't we? You and me baby, WE'LL be the best ROBBERS in the whole wide
world."
Candy giggled and, before long they were both laughing.
Suddenly Su Lin stiffened. "The lights just went out. The slut'll be
coming any minute. Are you ready, baby?"
Candy gulped, her throat tight with anticipation and fear. She nodded.
They opened the car doors quietly. No light turned on to betray them. Su
Lin had removed that earlier. They quickly crossed the street and began
walking toward the darkened bar's parking lot. They made aimless
chatter, trying to sound like any other girls out for a stroll. As they
neared the lot they saw their quarry leave the building, locking the
door behind her.
Su Lin raised her voice slightly, not enough to arouse suspicion but
loud enough for the bar owner to hear. "Oh, look. Isn't she the one who
owns this place? I've got something to ask her. Maybe she has work for us."
They began to walk toward their unsuspecting victim.
Cindy looked at the approaching pair.
"Great," she thought, "Two more bimbos looking for work. Just what I
need. I'll give them the brush off. I've already got enough of their
kind of trash on the payroll."
"Hi." said Su Lin smiling, a false cheerfulness in her voice. "We were
just wondering if you have any openings for us. We've got lots of
experience."
Cindy sighed. This pair looked like they had plenty of experience..in bed.
"Sorry. I have all the girls I need but, if you come by when we're open
you can fill out an application."
"Oh, please, we really could use the money." pleaded Su Lin. By now she
was between the woman and her car. Candy moved to the side and slightly
behind their intended victim.
"No. Like I said, I'm full up now. There's no work for you here."
Su Lin had moved very close to Cindy. A cruel smile spread across her lips.
"That's just too bad." she sneered.
She lifted her hand in front of Cindy's face and pressed the button of
the switchblade she had concealed in her hand. The blade flicked open,
locking in place with a metallic "snick".
"Scream and you're dead, bitch. My girlfriend has a gun and it's pointed
right at you. One sound and she'll blow you away. You're going to open
up again and we're all going inside for a little conversation."
She shoved the startled woman in the direction of the door. "Now move."
she snarled.
Cindy couldn't believe this was happening. She almost screamed but one
look in the eyes of the Asian girl told her she meant what she said.
"Here, take my purse. You can have it. I won't tell anybody about this.
Just take it and go."
She held out her handbag but the Oriental girl pressed the blade against
her throat and said, "I said inside, bitch. Now move or I'll slit your
throat right here." Su Lin's voice was thick with menace.
Cindy fumbled for her keys and tried to fit them in the lock, fingers
shaking with terror.
"Turn off the alarm first, asshole. We don't want anybody knowing you
opened up after hours. You might lose your license." Su Lin purred.
She heard Candy giggle at her sardonic jest. The girl was doing okay,
holding her hand in her purse as if she really had a gun in it. Su Lin
was proud of her protege.
Shaking with fear Cindy cancelled the alarm then unlocked the door. Su
Lin shoved her inside. Candy followed close behind, locking the door
behind her.
They descended the stairs into the "Cellar". The room was dimly lit by
the red glow of the exit signs. From the outside no one would see
anything to cause them to suspect what was going on within. Candy
produced a flashlight from her bag. Switching it on she lighted their
way to the back office. Cindy was ordered to unlock the door. As she did
Su Lin said." Give me the gun, baby. I'll take care of this while you
get us some refreshments. Be sure to only take the good stuff. Top shelf
only. You can leave the shit behind."
Candy pretended to pass the "gun" to Su Lin. "What I don't take can I
bust up?"
"Sure. Have a ball." Su Lin chuckled at the girl's improvisation.
"Whee. This is gonna be fun." squealed Candy. Giggling, she merrily set
off to do her task.
As the door opened Su Lin shoved Cindy through. Closing the door so no
light could escape, she switched on the light.
"Okay, bitch. Open the safe."
"I can't. I don't know the combination." Cindy lied.
"Bullshit." snarled Su Lin. "You own the place and I know that you know
the combination."
She pressed the point of her blade hard against the woman's throat. A
crimson drop appeared at the tip and slowly trickled down the blade.
"Now you've got just one minute to open that safe or I'll shove this
right through your fuckin' throat, dig? Now get it open or die."
Candy dropped to her knees and began to work the dial. She was
terrified. This girl must be crazy. Cindy was convinced that if she
didn't do exactly as she was told the Chinese girl would kill her. It
seemed an eternity before the last tumbler dropped into place. She
jerked the handle and swung the heavy safe door open.
"There it is. You can have all of it. Just take it and leave me alone.
Only please don't hurt me."
Su Lin glanced at the neat stacks of bills filling the safe.
"Good girl. See, wasn't that easy? Now take off your top."
Cindy gasped. "Wha.. what do you mean? You aren't going to..."
"Rape you? Don't you wish. I'll just bet you'd like to get your hands on
this hot little body. You go for the young stuff, don't you? What's the
matter, whore, like to make it with little girls? Now shut your mouth
and take it off." Su Lin snarled.
The startled woman still balked at the command. Angrily Su Lin reached
out, grabbed Cindy's blouse and yanked. The flimsy material tore in her
grasp. Su Lin pulled harder and Cindy's top ripped completely open.
"I said get it off, goddamn it. Do it now, bitch. The bra, too, or I'll
rip it of, and your tities with it." she snapped.
The horrified woman quickly complied with the enraged teenager's demand.
Cindy slipped the shredded remains of her top of and fumbled with her
bra catch. She got it undone and let if fall revealing large breasts
with nipples stiff from fear.
Su Lin grinned at the discomfort of her victim. "Not a bad pair, bitch.
Now turn around."
Cindy had no sooner complied when her arms were seized and bound tightly
behind her back, her bra being used to lash then together.
"That's better. Now I don't have to worry about what you're up to while
I'm in the safe."
Su Lin knelt and began scooping the stacks of money into her shoulder
bag. She took only the bills, leaving the change as too bulky to bother
with. She heard crashing and the sounds of shattering glass from the
bar. It sounded like Candy was having fun out there. She dragged her
victim close to her, the woman's back to the safe. "Where do you store
the rest of your good liquor?" she demanded. The woman indicated a
closet on the opposite wall.
"Why are you doing this to me?" sobbed Cindy "I never did anything to you."
"Wanna bet? You threw me out of here a month ago. Told me that I was to
young to drink here and, when I tried to finish my drink, you slapped it
out of my hand. Remember?"
"Oh, God. Is that what this is all about? Please. I'm sorry. I didn't
mean it. You can drink here all you want. You don't even have to pay.
Just let me go. I won't tell a soul. I swear it." Cindy was on the verge
of tears.
Su Lin felt the heat rising in her crotch. Her nipples stiffened in
anticipation. This was the moment. She had planned it for two days and
now it was about happen. She licked her lips. She grabbed the woman's
head with both hands and pulled her close to her face. "Look at me,
bitch. Take a good long look. My name is Su Lin Chang. My girlfriend is
Candy Ames. Got that? Remember them well, whore, so when you get to hell
you can tell 'em who sent you."
With that she slammed Cindy's head back hard. There was a loud
satisfying "crack" as it struck the edge of the safe. The woman's eyes
bulged in shock and agony. Her mouth opened to scream but nothing came
out. Again Su Lin rammed Cindy's head into the thick steel. Again and
again she smashing the woman's head against the unyielding surface.
The sounds of impact began to change from a sharp "crack" to a dull
sodden "thump" as her skull caved in. Blood gushed from the woman's
smashed head forming a spreading scarlet pool around her inert body. Su
Lin grabbed her knife. Just to make sure Cindy would never be able to
identify her attacker she drew her blade across the woman's throat.
Tender flesh parted and her neck gaped open as the razor sharp knife did
its work. The jugular vein parted but there was no answering gush of
blood, only a claret trickle seeped out. Cindy was already dead.
Gasping from a combination of exertion and pleasure Su Lin rose to her
feet taking great care not to step in the pool of blood. It wouldn't do
to leave bloody footprints of a distinctly feminine shoe behind. Picking
up both her's and the victim's purses she stepped to the storage closet
and began removing the bottles she wanted. Hearing the continuing sound
of splintering glass from the bar she merrily reached in and began to
drag out the boxes of the remaining stock.
Finishing her task, she left the office and entered the bar.
The place was a mess. tables were overturned, chairs thrown about and
broken, there was glass everywhere, and the place reeked of cheap booze.
Liquor trickled down the walls and dripped from the ceiling. Candy had
certainly been having fun. There was a big crash. She looked over at the
remains of the jukebox that had just tipped over. Candy stood behind it
laughing wildly. She was sweating and her hair was in disarray. In one
hand she held a bottle. She hurled it violently at the wall, laughing as
it shattered and sprayed its contents.
"Oh, wow, baby. This is great. Join the fun."
Su Lin needed no further urging. She began hurling the bottles with
abandon, joining her lover in delighted laughter at the destruction.
They laughed loud and long in sheer destructive exuberance.
When their laughter had run its course she said "We'd better get our
asses out of here soon. Where's the booze, or what's left of it?"
Still giggling Candy indicated several boxes piled by the door. She had
been very efficient, taking care of "business" before wrecking the
place. This pleased Su Lin immensely. The girl showed real promise.
Now came the moment Su Lin dreaded. She wasn't sure how her lover would
take this. She hadn't told her that she had planned to kill Cindy. How
would she react to the news?
"Come here, darling. I have something to show you." Setting the handbags
on the bar she led Candy back to the office.
Candy looked at around, taking in the whole scene. Her eyes widened at
the sight of the woman's body laying in the crimson pool.
"Wow." she breathed. "Is she dead? Did you really kill her?"
"Yeah. She's dead alright and I did it. Bashed her head in."
"Wow. I've never seen anybody dead before. Can I touch her?"
"Go ahead. Just don't step in anything."
"I'll be careful."
Candy walked over to the corpse and poked at it the unresisting flesh
with her shoe. She giggled. Then she bent over and prodded it with her
fingers.
"Wow! That's really something. You really did it. Wow!" She turned to
her lover. "Was it fun? I wish you'd called me before you did it. I
would have liked to have seen you snuff her. I'll bet it was great,
wasn't it?" Her eyes sparkled with pleasure.
Su Lin was taken aback. She hadn't expected her to react quite so
enthusiastically. She sounded like she really was into it.
"Well, yeah. It was kind of fun." she stammered.
"Wild. Next time can I watch?"
There was no doubt now. Candy really was into it. What a partner she
would make. All of Su Lin's fears had been for naught. She was so
relieved. She was overjoyed that her lover could share this pleasure
with her. This was more than she had ever hoped for.
"Okay, baby. Let's go. You go get the car while I get this booze out of
here.
Minutes later the pair was on their way. The car's trunk was filled with
bottles. There was enough to keep them high for months. On the seat
between them lay the handbags. They'd count the take back at Candy's
apartment.
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"Wow! There's more than eight grand here. We really hit it big." Candy
was bubbling over with delight. "That bitch really took it in. Maybe we
should open a bar."
"Why do that when all we have to do is walk in and take it? Let some
other asshole do all the work. We'll reap the benefits. Besides the
work's easy and the hours can't be beat." laughed Su Lin, lighting a
cigarette with studied casualness.
She was as excited as her friend but was determined to act cool and not
let her delight show.
"You did real good tonight. I'm so proud of you. You handled your end
perfectly. My only worry was how you were going to react when you found
out I'd iced the bitch."
She paused, looking at her lover, then sighed. "I want to be honest with
you. Killing her wasn't a spur of the moment thing. I went in there
intending to snuff her. I hope you aren't mad. I guess I really should
have let you know so you could back out if you wanted. Maybe I fucked
up. Because of what I did you're now as guilty of her murder as me. I'm
sorry. If we ever get caught I'll swear I pulled the job alone."
Candy stared at the younger girl. Her lower lip started to tremble. "Oh,
darling, I believe you would. No I'm not mad at all. In fact I have a
confession to make. I had a knife with me, too. If you left her alive I
was going to sneak back there and slip it to her myself. I knew she got
a good look at you and I didn't want her to get you in trouble."
Su Lin's cool evaporated and she embraced her lover.
"You were worried about me? Oh, baby you're wonderful. I love you."
Her small body shuddered as she began to cry.
"I love you, too." sobbed Candy, tears rolling down her cheeks.
The two women clung to each other, crying as their emotions overwhelmed
them. They began to kiss lovingly with increasing passion. For long
minutes they continued their embrace. Finally their tears subsided and
they looked at each other. Their lipstick was smeared. Long black
streaks where the mascara ran traced across their cheeks smudging the
blush.
"Oh, baby. Don't look at me. I'm a mess. I must look awful." sniffed Su
Lin.
"Darling, you look beautiful."
Candy's tone suddenly turned more serious than Su Lin had ever heard. "I
know you don't think you look good. Baby, you're wrong. From the first
moment I saw I was struck by just how beautiful you really are. So often
I've wanted to tell you but I never could find the words. Why do you
think I started dressing better and really working at my hair and
makeup? I wanted to impress you. And I knew that a girl as beautiful as
you shouldn't be seen with a dog. When I was with you I felt beautiful,
too. You'll never know how often I wanted to say something, or to touch
you, kiss you, but I was afraid if I did you'd not want to hang out with
me and I couldn't have stood that. I wanted you for months but never
came on because I didn't want to get rejected. You can't imagine how I
felt when you came on to me. No matter how many people I fuck, I want
you to know that you're the one I love, the only one."
Su Lin started to protest.
"No, baby. Please. I may never have the guts to say this again. I know
you like to trash it up and party because you think that'll make up for
not being beautiful. You're wrong. There's nothing wrong with being a
hot chick and getting it on whenever you can. It's fun. But don't fool
yourself. That just adds to your allure. You really are beautiful,
regardless of what you think. Maybe it's because you aren't tall, or
don't have a pair of thirty eights, or because you aren't white, I don't
know why you feel homely, but you aren't. Maybe you aren't as tall as a
model, but you've got a body that knocks 'em dead, a slim waist, tight
ass, and a hard, flat belly. Your knockers are great, firm, beautifully
shaped, nice hard nipples, they're something else. If you don't think
their big enough just wait a while, they'll grow., even if they are
perfect the way they are. And your face, darling, it's beautiful, lovely
full lips, high cheekbones, and those lovely almond eyes. Your skin is
so soft and smooth. I just love to touch it. And your coloring is so
perfect. I'd kill for skin like that. Believe me, baby, even with your
make messed up or with none at all you are so beautiful it takes my
breath away. So don't ever think there's anything wrong with you, there
isn't. And if anybody ever says there is I'll kill them, and I mean
that. I really will."
Su Lin sat silent, her eyes wide with surprise. She had never seen Candy
like this, had never imagined she felt like she did. This was even more
of a shock than Candy's admission that she had been ready to kill to
protect her. There was far more to her than she had ever suspected. She
began to cry again. She hadn't cried as much since she was a small
child. Suddenly she felt beautiful, desirable, and loved. It wasn't the
cool tough killer who collapsed sobbing into Candy's arms, it was a
little girl.
Candy led the weeping girl to the bedroom and undressed her. She held
and caressed her suddenly vulnerable lover, kissing her fears away until
they both fell into a deep sleep, still locked in their embrace.
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"I don't know why we have to drive all this way just to look for a van?
I mean, couldn't we find one even easier at home?"
"Simple, doll." replied Su Lin. "At home they might notice that we have
suddenly have plenty of cash. That might get them thinking that we had
something to do with scraging that bitch Cindy and we sure don't want
that. Here they don't know us and we'll just be two chicks who happen to
have bread."
"Yeah. You're right. That's a great idea."
They had looked at several vans already but none of them had appealed to
them. As they pulled into the drive of yet another advertiser they saw
the big silver and blue street van.
"Hey, I like that one. It's cool looking." bubbled Candy.
"Yeah, It is pretty, but so were some of the others. I want to make sure
the one we buy is going to be a good one."
They got out of the car. As Su Lin began looking the vehicle over Candy
went to the door of the house and rang the bell. The door was answered
by a neatly dressed man of about 30.
"Hi. We called about the van."
"Hello. I'm Steve. I'll be right out as soon as I get the keys."
Candy returned to her friend. "He's coming right out. Not bad looking,
even though he is a little old."
"Who? The van or the guy selling it?" Su Lin slid out from under the
vehicle. "It looks good underneath. No rust or leaks that I can see. I
wonder how it drives." She turned around at the sound of approaching
footsteps.
"She was right." Su Lin thought. "He doesn't look too bad, not like some
of the creeps we've met today." She turned on her most ingratiating smile.
A test drive around the area convinced them that this was the van for
them. It had been well taken care of, had low mileage, and was almost
new. That bothered Su Lin. The asking price was much less than it should
have been worth. She made her doubts apparent. "How come you're selling
this so cheap? I mean, what's wrong with it?"
A pained expression crossed Steve's face. "There's nothing wrong with
it. The reason I'm selling it at all is that I'm in the middle of a
divorce. I'm only asking a little more than I owe on it. Otherwise, if I
don't sell it my ex gets it and I still have to pay it off."
"The bitch." murmured Candy.
He smiled. "You hit that right on the head. Seems she married me for
what I had and not for me. Exactly a year and a day after we got married
she moved in with her old boyfriend and served me with papers. The law
says she's entitled to half of everything I have. She really used me,
alright."
"The rotten cunt." snarled Candy. "I wish there was something we could do."
Su Lin winked at her lover. "Maybe we can. But first let's take care of
business."
After about twenty minutes of haggling a price was decided on. They
drove to the bank and paid off the lien, then went and had it registered
in Candy's name.
As they pulled into the drive way Su Lin said, "Now that that's taken
care of it's time to do something about your situation. Maybe we can't
help you directly but I'll be we can make you feel a whole lot better.
How'd you like to go to a party?"
He looked surprised. "A party? Where?"
Su Lin smiled. "Why right here. Just the three of us."
"Do you mean what I think you mean?"
"Bet your ass we do." purred Candy. "Ever have two girls at the same
time? No? Well, now's your chance."
"Before you ask," smiled Su Lin. "there's no charge. We're not whores,
just two girls who enjoy a good time and want to celebrate their new
car. There's no strings, just a fun party. What do you say?"
"What can I say. A guy would have to be nuts to turn down two girls as
good looking as you."
"Great." said Candy. "Oh, before we go any further, is your divorce
final. Like, are you still officially married?"
Steve saw the promised good time slipping away like so much had lately.
"Yeah. I guess you could say I'm still married." he sighed.
"Dynamite." said Candy. "I've never fucked a married man. I always
wanted to, especially if his wife didn't know about it. Let's go."
He brightened. maybe things were starting to take a turn for the better.
"Hope you like vodka or scotch." called Su Lin, reaching into Candy's
old car and bringing out the two bottles they had brought with them.
Inside the girls wasted no time. Candy began french kissing him while Su
Lin unbuttoned his shirt.
Steve felt his cock stiffen as the blonde's probing tongue shot deep in
his mouth. He returned her kiss, their tongues teasing each other in a
dance of lust.
"My turn." cooed Su Lin. She continued the kiss Candy had started as her
girlfriend began undoing Steve's belt.
She unzipped his fly and tugged his pants off. A yank made quick work of
his shorts as his erect cock bobbed into view.
"Oooh, baby, we've hit the jackpot. He's really hung. The cunt must have
been crazy to leave a dick like this." Candy began to stroke it, feeling
his manhood twitch under her fingers. She bent to kiss it. Steve groaned
with pleasure.
Breaking the kiss Su Lin purred, "Let's not rush things too much. After
all we promised him a party and every party should start with drinks and
a show. Right? Let's go to the couch and get better acquainted." Saying
so she led Steve across the living room. Candy picked up the bottles and
trotted after them. She opened the vodka and took a long pull at it,
handing the other bottle to Su Lin, who did the same with the scotch.
They passed the bottles around for a while.
At one point Su Lin said, "Want a drink, baby?"
"Yeah." replied an enthusiastic Candy.
Su Lin filled her mouth with scotch and beckoned Candy close. Pressing
her lips to the blonde's open mouth she spat the liquor into the girl's
mouth and began to french kiss her.
Steve watched in amazement, his cock stiffening at the girl's erotic
play. His cock stiffened further as the Oriental girl filled her mouth
again and indicated that she wanted him to join in. Her lips met his and
he tasted the delicious combination of the liquor warmed in her mouth
and her tongue. The combination left him reeling and gasping for breath.
"How about a show? Candy. Let's see you strip." said Su Lin, delighted
at the effect they were having on their host. Her long fingers stroked
Steve's chest moving downward toward his rigid member. She stopped short
of it, however, preferring to tease him by playing with his thick tangle
of pubic hair.
Candy began swaying to an inaudible beat, her hips rotating and
thrusting lacheviously. She slowly unbuttoned her tight blue top,
gradually exposing more and more of her pale flesh. She let the blouse
slip off her shoulders to reveal her lacy black bra. Sinuously writhing
she wiggled free of her tight jeans. She had to remove her heels to get
the pants off but, as soon as the jeans lay at her feet she slipped her
shoes back on. Candy knew how the heels made the shape of her legs more
attractive. Still swaying she bent over to give them a look down her
cleavage as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She let it
fall, exposing her eye popping thirty eights. Her knockers were round
and smooth with large rose colored aurioles and firm erect nipples.
Candy's big tits swayed and bounced temptingly as she danced.
"Look at those tits bounce." purred Su Lin. "Aren't they something else.
Go Girl, go. Bounce those boobies."
Candy's gyrations became wilder and more abandoned. She caressed her
bouncing tits, playing with her nipples. She bent a breast up and
lowered her head. Extending her tongue she lapped at her nipple then
began to suck it. One breast then the other received her erotic
ministrations. Her hands caressed her flesh working down to her panties.
She turned her back to them as she slipped the filmy black panties off.
She gyrated and wiggled her ass at them, her hands moving at crotch
level but hidden from the couple on the couch's view. Candy turned to
face them showing off the thatch that proved her blonde hair didn't come
out of a bottle. The downy hair covering her pubic mound was shaved into
the shape of a heart. Su Lin had found the look so delightful, when she
had first did it, she kept her bush trimmed the same way ever since. Her
fingers played with her cunt, orange lacquered nails presenting a bright
contrast to her pale flesh. Unlike many girls Candy avoided getting a
tan. She knew that, while a tan might look good now, eventually it would
ruin her skin. She slipped a finger in her hole, then another slim digit
joined it. She finger fucked her love hole, pumping wildly, her head
thrown back in passion. Her fingers emerged slick and shiny with her
juice. Between them she held a wisp of black fabric. She honey hipped
her way over to the couple and let go of the fabric.
Su Lin reached out, and with one quick tug, yanked the sodden panties
out of her girlfriend's cunt. She wound the wet fabric around Steve's
rod. He groaned in pleasure. Opening her mouth, Su Lin wrapped her
cherry lips around Steve's thick cock and began sucking, bobbing her
head up and down on the long shaft.
Candy dropped to her knees and fastened her lips around his scrotum,
sucking his balls into her mouth and tonguing them. Steve moaned with
lust at the sensations the two girls were causing.
Candy broke off her attentions to his crotch and turned to Su Lin. With
sure movements she stripped her girlfriend of her white top and black
mini-skirt. She tugged Su Lin's panties off leaving the Chinese girl
dressed only in a red shelf bra that showed her small well formed tits
off to her best advantage, red garter belt, black hose and the 3 inch
spikes that Su Lin always wore to make herself look taller.
"Let's go the bedroom, honey. I want you to fuck us on the same bed
where that whore fucked you." Candy breathed.
Su Lin raised her from Steve's lap. "Yeah. I want to ball. I want to
feel that big dick deep inside my cunt."
Steve struggled to his feet, mind still awash with the delicious
sensations he had been feeling. On unsteady legs he led them to the
bedroom.
The bedroom was large and expensively furnished, befitting the rest of
the house. Candy dashed ahead and jumped onto the king sized bed. She
bounced on it, giggling like a little girl.
"Oooh, this as a great room. Wish it was mine. Su Lin, check it out.
Just look at all the room. Isn't that vanity a killer?" she enthused,
indicating the ornate dressing table with angled mirrors surrounded by
lights. An array of cosmetics gave mute testimony to the suddenness of
the previous occupant's departure. Beside it stood a pair of large doors
indicating an even larger closet behind them. The other side of the room
held a less ornate, but well crafted, dresser and another set of closet
doors. This side of the room was obviously his.
Su Lin smiled at her lover's bubbling enthusiasm. "Yeah, it's cool." She
turned to Steve. "You've got a real nice place. Hope the whore didn't
ruin it for you." She crawled onto the big bed, joining her friend.
Steve stood for a moment, drinking in the sight of the two hot girls on
the bed. The place was sure looking better, especially with the pair
decorating the bed.
Su Lin lay on her back and spread her legs. Her slender fingers played
with her cunt, spreading her dusky pussy lips to reveal her moist pink
center. "Come on, honey. I'm horny. Let's get it on." she cooed. "Oh, Su
Lin," giggled Candy, "You're always horny. But then again, I'm not
frigid, either." She writhed invitingly. She smiled at Steve. "Go ahead,
honey. Fuck her."
He needed no further urging. Climbing onto the bed he positioned himself
between the Oriental girl's legs. Her hand reached out and seized his
rod, guiding him in to her tight hole. With a sudden thrust he entered her.
"Jesus!" screamed Su Lin. "That's great. Your goddamn cock is so big!
Fill me up and fuck me hard. I want it now. Give me every inch of that
thing."
He pumped her rapidly, feeling the small girl under him respond to each
stroke with an abandoned passion his wife had never shown. She writhed
wildly with each stroke, thrusting her hips to meet his plunging meat.
Candy watched her turned on friend with delight. "Fuck the shit out of
her, baby. Give it to her good."
She moved around behind the balling couple and positioned her face at Su
Lin's well filled cunt. She extended her pointed tongue and began
lapping the juices pumping from the girl's hole. Su Lin moaned in
pleasure. Opening her mouth wide she sucked Steve's balls into her
mouth, her tongue caressing and teasing his nuts. Small moans escaped
from her stuffed mouth. Her hand slid under Su Lin's butt.
Finding what she wanted she shoved a long finger in her lover's ass
hole. Su Lin cried out at the sudden rush of extra stimulation. Candy
pumped her lover's butt while Steve did her cunt. The Asian woman
writhed and moaned, occasionally loosing strings of obscenities, as lust
overcame her. Candy knew all the signs, Su Lin was about to drop her
cookies.
"Oh God! Oh God! Shit! Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm Cumming. Give it to me! Do
me harder! Oh, Here I cum!" Su Lin screeched, as the wave of her orgasm
slammed into her. She howled and writhed in lust, her small body spasmed
with pleasure as wave after wave of delicious pleasure washed over her.
All the stimulation was too much for Steve. Beneath him Candy felt the
tell tale tightening of his balls. He was about to get off, too.
Rapidly she disengaged her mouth from his sac and popped her finger out
of Su Lin's butt, giving the girl another spasm of pleasure.
"Pull out! Pull out!" Candy cried. "Pop on her face. I want to see you
shoot all over her face."
It was all Steve could do to comply with Candy's demand, so far gone was
he. With great reluctance he pulled his rod out of Su Lin's delightful
hole. He rocked forward. His cock, slick with the juices of Su Lin's
lust, bounced up her body until it was in line with her face.
Candy pressed herself against his back, her hand reaching around to
seize his slippery dick. She pumped furiously, never letting him waver
from her chosen target.
"Come on, baby, come on." She cried, "Spray her. Give her a big facial.
Dump your nuts right on that pretty face."
Still wrapped in lust Su Lin tilted her face. "Yeah. Come on, man, I
want your load right here. Shoot me a juicy wad." she purred, her voice
thick with lust.
The erotic sight of Candy's pale slim hands and long nails wrapped
around the massive cock filled her with delight.
Steve started to shake. he threw his head back in pleasure as Candy's
jack off had its desired effect. "Oh God, I'm cumming" he cried.
A thick jet of sperm shot from his cock directly into the Oriental
girl's face, catching her right across her eyes. The thick wad almost
filled her darkly shadowed socket.
He was only dimly aware of the blonde calling out "That's great. That's
great. Go, baby, go. Give her it good."
A second spurt splashed the girl's cheek, spattering into her hair.
Another coated the girl's dark cherry parted lips, bubbling on them as
she breathed, and trickling down her chin. A wad spattered her other eye
socket. One, two shot into her thick black hair. All the pent up
frustration, tension and lust poured out of his cock and onto the girl's
face. He was almost spent.
"Save some for me!" cried Candy swiveling around in front of him.
Her bright lips surrounded his shaft. A final spurt shot into her
delighted mouth. Gulping down the thick white fluid, Candy pumped his
cock and caressed his balls, sucking out every last drop of his cum. He
shuddered and collapsed back as she carefully cleaned his cock with her
tongue.
"Oooh, that was a good one. You really carry a big load. That was
something else." She turned to her lover, eyes widening with delight at
the sight.
Su Lin's pretty face was covered. Cum ran down her face, over her cheeks
and down her jaw. Her eye sockets were filled and her forehead coated.
Strings of sperm laced her hair. This wasn't what she was usually into
but it delighted Candy so much that she went along with it. She had to
admit, though, she was developing a definite taste for it. This felt
good, almost as good as a beauty shop facial but a whole lot wilder. She
was beginning to why the blonde liked it so much. A beauty shop never
left her feeling this hot and good. It was a hot, nasty feeling and she
did so love being hot and nasty.
"Oh, baby, just look at you." cooed Candy, her eyes twinkling with
pleasure. "You look so great, that beautiful face just covered in jizz.
You're the hottest thing ever. You look better than any of the porno
stars, anyway, and with a facefull of cum you really put 'em away. Just
the sight of you'd damn near blow the rocks of every guy in the country,
and most girls, too. Maybe you should be the porno star and not me. I
love you, you sexy bitch."
She bent over her lover's pretty face and began lapping up the thick wad
covering it. She sensuously tongued the thick mixture of sperm, sweat,
and makeup into her mouth and swallowed it. She ran her tongue over
every inch of the girl's yellow skin, cleaning the mess off. She paid
special attention to the eye sockets, knowing that having her lids
licked turned Su Lin on. She then turned her attention to the girl's
lips where she kissed the cum off, her tongue slipping between Su Lin's
lips. Su Lin sucked hard on her tongue, drawing her to her and kissing
her fiercely. Candy rubbed her body against the young girls flesh.
Placing her knee against Su Lin's crotch and straddling the Chinese
girl's leg she began to rock, rubbing her cunt against Su Lin's
stockinged leg. She moaned as Su Lin's fingers found her breasts and
fondled them. Su Lin raised her head and fastened her lips around one of
Candy's excited nipples. Candy groaned as she felt the hard sucking of
her lover's mouth.
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"Oh God. Su Lin I want you, she moaned.
"And I want you too." said Su Lin, her words muffled by the soft tit
meat filing her mouth.
"Shove your bush in my face, bitch, I want to suck your slit."
Candy turned around, straddling Su Lin's head. She rocked forward and
dove on the girl's muff.
Su Lin gasped at the delightful sensation. Reaching up she grabbed
Candy's ass and pulled her to her, pushing her face into the wet cunt
meat of the excited girl. Her long, pointed tongue shot into the
blonde's joy hole, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her partner.
Steve watched in amazement at the erotic show the girls were putting on.
Except in movies he had never seen two women make it, now here were two
hot young girls going at each other with obvious passion. Watching the
pair was nothing like the girls in the movies. This couple was obviously
into it. It was apparent that they were lesbian lovers who enjoyed other
action on the side. The hot show was having an effect. He felt his cock
coming back to life. What a pair. They were so hot they could get a rise
out of a dead man.
Candy shoved two fingers up Su Lin and pumped furiously. Her tongue
teased and lapped at the girl's clit, eliciting cries of passion from
the young Asian. She put her lips to the erect nubbin, sucking the clit
into her mouth where her wiggling tongue continued to tease it. She was
rewarded by her lover's cries as she was swept by another orgasm.
Su Lin gasped and writhed in the throes of ecstasy, her face still
buried in Candy's sweet cunt. She moved her head away and began to use
her hands on her lover. She slipped in two fingers and worked Candy's
passion box with swift sure strokes. A third finger slid in, then a
fourth. She cupped her hand and folded her thumb into her palm slowly
shoving her small hand into her lovers quim. Then, suddenly, she was
inside. She opened her hand. Questing fingers found and probed the
blonde's cervix.
Candy threw back her head and arched her back at the intense stimulation.
"Oh, Jesus Christ! Goddamn! Goddamn! Oh, shit. Oh Shit, it feels SO
good. Oh, goddam, you're all the way in. Jesus Fucking Christ it's so
good. Go, Girl, go. Ram it in. Fuck me, girl. Oh, God , fuck me." she
screamed, gyrating wildly.
Torrents of obscenities poured from her lips. She pumped her hips
wildly, matching her girlfriend stroke for stroke. She writhed in utter
abandon her head shaking, magnificent tits bouncing and rocking with
each stroke.
Steve's eyes bulged in astonishment at the sight he had just heard about
but never expected to see. But here it was, right in front of him. He
moved around to get a better view of the incredible action.
The Oriental girl turned to him and smiled, "Kiss me." she commanded.
He needed no urging. Their lips and tongues met in a rush of passion.
The girl could sure kiss. It was like an electric thrill that ran
through him as he felt her heat. Still he kept his eyes open, drinking
in the wild sight.
Su Lin's hand was completely inside the blonde's cunt, even her wrist
was in.
It was the wildest sight he had ever beheld. The yellow skin of the
Asian girl arm contrasted erotically with the pink cunt flesh it was
engulfed in. Her forearm was slick with the blonde's pussy juice as it
pistoned back and forth in Candy's joy hole. With each stroke came wet
squishing sounds as the Oriental girl stirred the blonde's flowing cunt.
Candy continued to scream the most pornographic tirade he had ever
heard. It seemed like her language got filthier and more explicit with
every stroke. He had never heard a girl talk like that. These girls were
something else. Even Candy's filthy mouth was a turn on.
Su Lin broke the kiss.
"Isn't Candy something?" she asked. "The bitch can really go, can't she?"
There was a note of pride in Su Lin's voice. After all, hadn't she
taught Candy how to get down and party? Su Lin smiled broadly.
"Now watch the little cunt really flip. I'm gonna really blast her box."
With a sudden motion Su Lin thrust her arm deep into the writhing
blonde, her fist slamming into the girl's back wall. She pistoned her
arm furiously giving Candy a wild, hard fist fucking. She felt the
girl's cunt muscles clench around her arm.
Candy howled with lust, her lush body spasming and jerking as her orgasm
started. All the pent up tensions of the past few days burst out. All
the rage and anger of losing her job and apartment, all the arousal and
pleasure of the previous night's robbery and murder swept through her as
wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure ripped into her. Her torrent of
obscenities continued unabated as her voice rose in volume. She full
throatedly screamed her lust. Sweat poured off her, soaking her hair,
spraying as she shook her head wildly. Her body gleamed with the shiny
film of perspiration. Suddenly Candy stiffened, her eyes bulging, as she
gave a final shriek of lust.
Steve thought the girl was having a seizure until he heard Su Lin
muttering, "Cum good, baby. Cum for me. Cum for me."
With a final violent shudder Candy collapsed, gasping for breath, her
consciousness swept away by the intensity of her orgasm.
Su Lin withdrew her hand from the limp blonde's cunt. It came free with
a slurping sound. She put her tongue to her wet flesh and lapped at her
lover's juice that coated her arm.
"Wow. I passed the bitch out. She really got into that one." Su Lin
laughed, rolling the moaning unconscious girl off her. "That was a
blast." She kissed her unconscious lover's lips. "Enjoy, baby." she
purred. She turned to the incredulous man on the bed, still amazed at
the performance he had just witnessed.
"Don't go away, honey. The fun's just starting."
Su Lin rose from the bed and picked up her handbag. She extracted a
cigarette and lit it. She took a few drags of it and asked, "Where's the
powder room? I've gotta get cleaned up." She wiggled her juice covered
fingers lacheviously.
After she had washed the sweat and cum away she stood before the mirror
and studied her face. What with all the sperm and her enthusiastic bout
of muff diving what makeup hadn't been removed by the cum had ben rubbed
off. She stared at her bare face. Candy had said that she was beautiful
and Steve certainly found her attractive. Could she have been wrong? She
studied her reflection.
There was no doubt of her nationality. Even without her slanted eyes,
her round face and thick blue-black hair were dead giveaways. She had to
admit that her yellow skin was smooth and unblemished. Her cheekbones
were high and well defined and her nose wasn't flat, unlike many of her
race. Maybe Candy was right. She wasn't that bad looking, especially not
compared to a lot of the dogs she saw that thought they were good
looking. Candy had said that she was beautiful even without makeup. That
she disagreed with. A girl always looked better with her face well done.
Even Candy looked better made up. In fact the more makeup she wore, the
better she looked. At least that was Su Lin's opinion but, then, she had
always preferred fancy girls. In her own case she was absolutely certain
makeup was an improvement. Besides, being bare faced just didn't feel
right. She set about the task of making up again even though, if the day
progressed as she figured it would, her new face wouldn't last long. She
always took her time, striving for the maximum effect. Now was no
exception. She reached into her bag and began laying her makeup out.
Her fingers touched the switchblade she had blooded last night. The
thought of killing and robbing their host briefly crossed her mind. But,
no. There was far to much to connect them with him. It would be a very
foolish thing to do and, if there was one thing she was not it was
foolish. She put the blade away. Their host would never know how close
he came to joining their previous victim.
Su Lin entered the bedroom, purse swinging merrily from her shoulder.
Steve grinned with pleasure at her new look. She had looked hot before.
Now she looked even hotter, the lids of her slanted eyes deeply shadowed
in tones of gray, shiny burgundy lips, long nails in a matching color,
cheekbones emphasized in deep rose. Her long black hair swinging across
her back in time to her alluring walk accompanied by the sharp clicking
of her spike heeled shoes, skin contrasting delightfully with her bright
red bra and garter belt, Su Lin was an erotic vision. She turned on a
radiant smile.
"Did you miss me, honey?"
Steve didn't answer. He just nodded.
Candy had come back to conciseness and was caressing her body warmed by
the afterglow of her powerful orgasm. She looked at her lover.
"Oh, baby doll, that was the greatest. You fucking knocked me out." she
cooed.
"Glad you liked it, babe. Ready to party some more?"
"Yeah! I'm always ready to party." she purred.
She looked appraisingly at Su Lin. "Baby, you look great, a real turn
on. With you looking like that I'm really gonna look like the dog of the
year. I'd better get myself together."
She hopped off the bed, snatching up her purse on the way. "Back soon.
Don't start without me." she giggled as she walked out of the room.
Su Lin sat on the vanity's bench and reached into her bag for a
cigarette. She thought smoking made her look older and sexier. Candy had
picked up the habit from her. She noticed Steve staring at her.
"What are you thinking, honey?" she asked.
"Oh, I was just wondering how I could be so lucky as to meet two girls
as exciting as you."
She smiled as her fingers, in search of her lighter, touched her blade.
"You'll never know how lucky." she said, crypticly. "So, you like my
girlfriend and me?"
"And how!"
"You'll get another chance to show us how when Candy gets back." she
purred.
"So, you like to party with young girls?"
The question had taken him off guard.
"Well, yes. I guess I do,"
"What's the youngest piece you've ever had? Don't be shy, I won't tell."
Surprised by the unusual question he was confused. Where was this leading?
"I guess when I was in college. Maybe eighteen or so."
Su Lin smiled. "Wrong. Your youngest lay was sixteen."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"The youngest chick you've had wasn't eighteen." she wiggled at him.
"What do you think, not bad for sixteen, eh?"
"You...You mean your only sixteen?" he stammered,
"Bet your ass. Had my birthday last month. Oh don't get all bent. I got
my cherry popped when I was eleven and I've been fucking ever since. Now
Candy was a late starter. She was almost fifteen before I had her. Took
her cherry with this."
She held out a long, lacquered nail and wiggled her middle finger. Got
the doll her first cock a month later and she loved it."
Seeing his nervousness, Su Lin blew out a cloud of smoke and laughed.
"Don't worry. There's nothing sinister in my asking, just curious.
Besides I thought being under age might add something to your fun. But
if it's going to bother you..."
She rose as if to leave.
"No. No. Don't go. It's just that you really caught me off guard. I
never thought..." His words trailed off.
She sat back down.
"Okay, honey. I just told you because I want you to know that, no matter
what that bitch wife of yours does, you're still hot enough to get
underage pussy in your bed. When the slut hassles you just think about
your dick shoved deep inside my sixteen year old pussy or my underage
lips wrapped around it and say "Fuck the bitch". So don't let the whore
get you down. You still have lots to give a girl... about nine inches,
I'd say."
Steve brightened. "Yeah. You're right. Fuck the bitch. I'm not washed up
yet."
"Great. Now that's settled, got anything to eat? I haven't had anything
but breakfast," she giggled, "except for some Candy."
He laughed at her unexpected humor. "What about your friend?"
"Oh she'll be gone a while. She takes forever to get done up. Knowing
her it'll take even longer than usual. She's in a real party mood."
Steve led the way to the kitchen. As they passed through the living room
Su Lin gathered up their clothes and the bottles.
"Not much here but sandwiches." he called.
"That'll be fine. Bring 'em up. I'm going back to the bedroom."
"Wait a minute." Steve called, coming out of the kitchen. "I've got a
better idea. Why don't I take you girls out for to dinner? I know some
good places and it'll sure beat sandwiches."
"Hey, thanks. That'd be nice. Then we can come back here and party some
more." Su Lin thought for a moment. "While we're out maybe we can get
rid of Candy's old junker. Know anyplace that'll buy it?"
"Not personally but there might be some in the paper."
Minutes later Su Lin had located a dealer not far away and made
arrangements to bring the car in on their way to dinner.
Back in the bedroom Su Lin was getting dressed, under Steve's
appreciative gaze, when a voice spoke from the doorway.
"Oh, don't tell me the party's over? What did I miss?"
Su Lin drew in her breath at the sight of her friend.
"Wow. You're a knockout." she breathed. "I'm getting wet just looking at
you."
Candy's bright orange lips parted in a smile. Her time had been well spent.
Strikingly made up, eyes lidded in blue, pink blush on her cheeks, her
hair fluffed out framing her face she was indeed a vision of sensuality.
Despite her heavy makeup she looked more like a model or movie star than
a prostitute.
"So what's going on? I see you getting dressed. Did you ball again and
not leave anything for me?" She sounded disappointed.
"No, baby. I wouldn't do that...usually. Steve's taking us out to
dinner. Then we're coming back and pick up where we left off."
"Great, I'm starved. Cum's great but not very filing. You know how it
is, eat Chinese and an hour later you're hungry again." she laughed.
"Bitch." Su Lin playfully threw her top at her.
Candy ducked and giggled. "Always hungry for you, lover."
She turned to Steve. "Where are we going?"
"I know a really nice steak house, if that's all right with you girls?"
"Sounds perfect. I'd love to wrap my lips around a nice big piece of meat."
"Your such a slut. Maybe that's why I love you." smiled Su Lin.
"Now get dressed. While it might be fun to take you out the way you are,
I don't think the restaurant would let us in."
"Wanna try anyway?" Candy bubbled.
"Is where we're going fancy?" She inquired.
"It's a nice place. A little toney but not all that fancy."
"Shit. I knew I should have brought a change with me. I don't think I'm
gonna look too good." said Candy, looking downcast.
"Not look good?" said Steve. "I don't see how you couldn't look good.
But, if it'll make you feel any better you can go through my wife's
closet. If the stuff fits wear that. Meanwhile I'm going to hit the
shower."
As he left the room the girls opened the closet.
In front of them was a large closet filled with a wide variety of
clothing, all of it expensive looking.
"Wow. Just look at it all. Now that's the way I wish my closet looked."
said Candy, examining the clothes.
"Hey, the bitch was my size. Oh, baby, I'm in luck."
She pawed through the garments.
"Baby, the cunt had taste. Some of these outfits aren't so hot but some
of 'em, wow. Ooh, leather." she squealed. "Baby look at this."
She held out a low cut strapless black dress. The leather shone, glowing
in the light. "This is for me."
Su Lin had been busy at the dresser.
"These will go nice with it." She tossed Candy a bra, panties and garter
belt of black lace.
"There's bound to be some hose here, too." she said examining other
drawers. "Found 'em."
Candy had donned the underwear and, accepting the black seamed hose from
Su Lin, she began to slip them over her long legs. Minutes later she had
wiggled into the tight black leather. It fitted her perfectly, the low
cut top showing off her impressive knockers.
"What do you think?" She turned around for her lover's inspection.
Su Lin reached out, fondling Candy through the leather.
"I think I'd like to strip you and fuck your brains out. Baby, you look
so fucking hot."
She started to kiss Candy but held herself back. There was time for that
later. For the moment she would content herself to drink in the sight of
her lover's leather sheathed hot body.
"You're so flattering, love." cooed Candy. "I need something to go with
this.
Turning to the large jewelry box on the dresser she opened it and
rummaged through. Selecting a mass of bracelets she put them on, nearly
covering her forearms with the silver hoops. She slipped on several
rings and pulled out a silver bib necklace.
"Just one more thing." she murmured.
She withdrew a tiny silver chain and clasped it about her ankle.
"Done." she said. "How does it look?"
Before Su Lin could reply they heard Steve's voice.
"Wow! Karen never looked that good."
His cock was beginning to rise in response to the sight.
Candy brightened, delighted at the effect she was having.
"Down, boy. You can pump that stiffie into me later." She licked her
lips. "Though I wouldn't mind it now."
"Come on, you two." laughed Su Lin. "The sooner we get going the quicker
we can get back. So let's get our asses in gear."
"Honey, my ass is always in gear. Just like yours." smiled Candy.
"Bitch." said Su Lin, giving the blonde's ass a playful swat.
Steve dressed quickly and they were on their way.
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"I don't believe it. Only three hundred bucks for that car. Hell, I paid
a grand for it." griped Candy, as she steered the van into the
restaurant parking lot.
"Be happy you're rid of it." commented Su Lin. The tires are beat, the
wipers don't work and neither does the air or heat. It was falling
apart. And be glad they didn't check the back seat. The springs are shot
from overwork and there's so much cum been blown on it that the next
girl who sets there is going to get knocked up."
She giggled at the mental image.
"Well, you've done some spring bustin' yourself and made sure plenty was
added to the load, too." playfully complained Candy.
"Anyway, now we've got us a real ride. No more shit for us, eh doll?"
"Bet that sweet little cunt. No more shit, ever." She patted her purse
meaningfully, eliciting a smile from her lover.
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Bad Girls
Part II
by Mistress Satana
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The trio entered the house, the girls giggling merrily.
"That was fun. Did you catch the expression on that bitch's face?"
giggled Candy.
During the meal Steve had noticed his wife's best friend at a table not
far from them. The woman had stared at them throughout most of the meal.
After he pointed her out to the girls, the pair couldn't do enough to
show off. The laughter, touching, and obvious sexual interest in their
companion had elicited the desired effect.
"Honey, I hope that cunt got an eyefull. Can you imagine what she's
gonna tell your old bimbo? said Su Lin.
"I'd love to see the whore's face when she hears you've been out with
not one, but two hot young dolls. That broad's gonna shit her pants.
It'll serve the tramp right."
"She just won't be able to stop thinking about you slipping it to us
right on her bed. She'll be so pissed that we're the ones getting pumped
and ain't going to have that sweet meat of yours any more." said Candy,
gleefully.
Steve smiled. The girls were right. It would really piss Karen off. She
always had been a jealous cunt. The thought of his having any fun, let
alone with two girls at the same time, would really get to her. Let it
bother her, the bitch had it coming. He hadn't felt so good in weeks.
"Speaking of getting pumped," Su Lin said, "I'm still in the mood. How
about you?"
"Am I ever." replied Candy. "I could fuck a horse and Steve's hung like
one."
She turned to him. "How about it, honey? Want to give this cowgirl a ride?"
"Yeah. Ride you hard and put you away wet."
"Oooh, baby. Let's get it on."
Wasting no time the girls headed up the stairs, Steve following closely.
He reached out and fondled their swaying butts, feeling their firm flesh
moving beneath their leather skirts.
They giggled delightedly.
Once in the bedroom Candy dropped on the bed.
"I did the show the first time. Now it's your turn."
"But, baby, I want to watch you peel." pouted Su Lin.
"Oh, come on. Show us what you can do. It always gets me hot watching
you strip. I'll make a deal with you. You do it now and I'll do a nice,
slow, nasty strip for you later."
Su Lin smiled. "It's a deal. Got any music?"
"How about this," said Candy. "Boom ba ba Boom ba ba Boom." she chanted
a strippers beat, interspersed with giggles.
Su Lin began to writhe to her friend's chant. Her hips undulated and her
breasts shook. Her hips thrust as if having sex with an invisible
partner. Her hands caressed her small body. One button at a time, slowly
she undid her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. Her Red shelf bra
held her tits up, leaving their tops and much of their tips exposed. Su
Lin's delicate fingers toyed with her stiffening nipples, bringing them
into a state of passionate arousal. She worked her hands slowly down
across her hard flat belly to the waistband of her black leather mini.
Slowly she undid the buttons and lowered the zipper. With a snap of her
hips it fell away revealing her red garter belt, its straps framing her
young pussy. Su Lin's cunt was smooth and rounded with only a sparse
fringe of black hair surrounding the lips. By now Candy's chant had
faded and she was dancing unaccompanied. Still, her own rhythm never
failed, her movements precisely in tune to the now silent beat. She was
getting into showing off.
As the young Chinese girl performed, Steve removed his clothes, assisted
by the eager Candy. His stiffening cock bobbed free of its restraint.
Candy smiled in lustful anticipation.
As Steve sat on the bed beside her Candy leaned over and wrapped her
lips around his stiff meat. She bobbed her head up and down, building up
to when she pushed her head down almost into his lap, engulfing his
shaft in a hot deep throat act.
Steve groaned with pleasure as her tongue teased the underside of his
rod. She swallowed and he felt her throat constrict and ripple along his
meat. This girl really knew how to give head. He groaned again as her
hands caressed his balls. She bounced up and down the full length of his
hot dick, taking it full length with every dive.
She pulled her head away from his cock and smiled at him.
"Like that?" she queried lapping at the tip of his rod.
"Oh, yeah. Linda Lovelace, eat your heart out." he replied, voice thick
with lust.
Su Lin lit a cigarette and puffed it to life, drawing the smoke deep
into her lungs and letting it slowly and sensuously curve out of her
nostrils. She took a few more puffs, body still undulating. She then
took the smoking cylinder and placed it between her pussy lips, holding
it there with well developed muscles. She then proceeded to pick up one
of the bottles and started to drink. It was more like she was giving
head to the bottle than drinking from it. Her lips wrapping around the
neck, slowly working their way down, then up again in a graphic
simulation of a blow job. After a few minutes of this she placed the
bottle on the vanity bench. Removing the cigarette from her slit, its
tip shiny with her juice, she resumed her sensuous smoking.
Straddling the bench Su Lin positioned herself directly above the bottle
she had been drinking from. Her fingers spread her cunt lips as she
slowly began to bend at the knees, her snatch coming closer to the
bottle neck. She paused as her pink meat touched the cool glass. Making
sure she had the full attention of her audience she slowly crouched.
Steve could hardly believe what he was seeing as the bottle began to
slip into the Chinese girl's cunt. This girl was utterly wild. First
fisting her lover, now this. He watched in amazement as Su Lin continued
to lower herself over the bottle. How much could she take. He had fucked
her and she had been real tight. How could she do it?
"Oh, baby, that's great." murmured Candy, watching with delight as her
lover slipped the bottle up her hole.
She hadn't seen Su Lin do this particular trick before. She had seen her
do the bit with the cigarette before. Candy loved to smoke the cigarette
after it came out, sweet with her lover's juice. She knew Su Lin had
been working on this especially for her benefit. Candy loved to watch
her lover masturbate, especially when she did it with something shoved
in her cunt. The girl had amazing muscle control.
Candy remembered the time Su Lin had taken her into a bathroom at the
mall and inserted a turned on vibrator into her cunt as Candy watched
appreciatively. Then, lowering her skirt again, she had continued their
shopping trip with the vibrator still inside her. A real buzzin' babe.
Every so often someone would notice the muted buzz and look around to
see where the noise was coming from. They never imagined it came from
inside Su Lin.
The memory made her smile. She was so happy to be with such a wild girl.
Now she stared with delight at the pornographic show her lover was
giving. When it came to hot action there was no one raunchier than Su
Lin. What a girl.
Su Lin rode up and down on the neck of the bottle as her fingers began
to play with her stiff little clit. Lacquered nails flicked at her love
button and soft fingertips caressed it until she was on the verge of
orgasm. Her fingers flew as she reached her peak. Suddenly she was over
the edge and her orgasm slammed into her, wracking her body with
shudders. Her dark lips curled back, cigarette barely remaining between
them.
"Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit. I'm cumming." she cried as the
power of her release tore through her.
She thrust down on the bottle, engulfing it till it hurt. She suddenly
stood, bottle clenched tight in her cunt, and staggered over to Candy.
Her voice raspy with the strain of orgasm she purred. "Here, baby, Drink
up. Drink my cum."
Candy gripped the bottle and Su Lin released her clenched muscles, her
body trembling from the force of her orgasm.
Candy tilted the bottle to her lips and drank deep, tasting her lover's
fluids on the bottle neck. It was delightful. She pried her lover's
pussy open and reinserted the bottle and began fucking the girl with it.
She felt delight sweep through her at Su Lin's grunts of pleasure. Candy
pumped her lover for several minutes, sliding the bottle in and out of
Su Lin's wet cunt. She popped the bottle out again and passed it to
Steve. He needed no urging to try this new kind of mixed drink.
Su Lin dropped heavily to the vanity bench, breathing heavily, her body
shaking from sexual exertion. She was pleased with herself. She had been
practicing that trick for weeks. Her practice had paid off. She was
delighted at the reaction that her performance had elicited. Steve's
cock was rock hard and Candy was obviously heavily turned on.
Candy dove on Steve's erect manhood. Her head bobbed wildly as she got
into the blow job. One hand reached out to squeeze and fondle his sac,
while her other hand slipped inside her panties. Inserting a finger she
began to pump her hot hole. She raised her head slightly and began
teasing the head of Steve's dick. She lapped and tongued all around it,
her pointed tongue running around the underside of the head.
She poked her tongue at the opening in the end of the cock, trying to
insert the tip of her tongue in the hole. Her efforts were rewarded with
a few drops of fluid that formed a string from the tip of her tongue to
his hole. She pressed her lips to the cock head, blowing into the
opening in its tip. She was pleased at the moan her action elicited.
Once again she began to swallow his massive shaft. Candy became aware of
a presence beside her.
"Save some for me, baby." purred Su Lin, crawling onto the bed.
"I want in on this action."
Her hand reached out to roughly fondle Candy's leather covered breast.
The blonde gasped in pleasure at Su Lin's rough caress.
Candy removed her fingers from around Steve's scrotum, her hand
traveling down her lover's body, coming to rest on the Asian girl's
black bush. She slipped two fingers into Su Lin's wet joy hole and began
to frig her with the same rhythm she was using on herself.
Su Lin wrapped her dark lips around Steve's balls, tonguing and sucking
them into her mouth. Her hot tongue probed and teased his hairy sac.
While her girlfriend worked on Steve's balls, Candy concentrated on his
cock. She slowly shoved his huge organ into her mouth and part way down
her throat. Noisily she slurped and gulped her way down his shaft, her
throat constrictions sending jolts of pleasure through Steve. Candy's
lips met Su Lin's as the two girls totally engulfed his rod with their
hot, moist mouths.
Steve was in the middle of their fiery kiss, his sex enwrapped by their
passion. He had never felt anything like it. It was amazing, and so were
the two girls who were giving him, and themselves, such sensual pleasure.
Candy drew her head back, the cock popping out of her mouth as she
gasped for breath. She began lapping at his shaft, running her tongue up
and down his hard organ.
With a final hard suck Su Lin released his balls from her mouth and
joined the blonde in servicing his dick. Slim fingers tipped with long,
lacquered nails replaced her mouth.
Su Lin played with his balls, stroking and caressing them with her
skilled fingers, her hard nails presenting a sensual contrast to his
soft, hairy flesh. She rolled and kneaded his nuts between her fingers,
causing him to moan loudly at the intense sensations she was producing.
The girl's tongues flew and flickered around his shaft, touching and
dueling about his organ. They licked every inch of his member, from base
to tip. Occasionally one of them would pop his cock into her mouth for a
few, hot strokes before resuming her lapping.
Suddenly, Su Lin's tongue shot between Candy's lips. Candy sucked her
lover's tongue in, drawing her girlfriend into a passionate kiss.
Locked in a fiery kiss with her lover, Candy forgot all about the cock
inches from her head. However, Su Lin didn't forget. Releasing his balls
she wrapped her small hand around his shaft and began pumping his cock
with strong, practiced strokes.
The flames of Candy's lust flared higher as her tongue tangled with the
Oriental girl's probing tongue. When Su Lin broke off the kiss Candy was
left gasping for breath.
"I want it, baby." she cooed, wiggling her way to the center of the bed.
"I want it now."
She spread her legs wide in lewd invitation.
Su Lin smiled.
"You heard her, stud. Give it to her." she urged.
Steve needed no further encouragement. He reached out to strip the
writhing blonde.
Candy put out her hand to stop him.
"No, honey. Don't undress me. I want you to fuck me dressed in leather."
A strange, wild look shone in Candy's eyes.
"I want you to fuck me dressed in HER leather. Fuck me with the cock
that's still married to HER. Fuck me in HER bed, dressed in HER leather.
Fuck me like you want to fuck HER. Tell me everything you'd like to tell
HER. Call me by HER name, honey. Call me by HER name. Call me Karen. I
want to hear you call me Karen." she growled.
Steve was startled at the girl's strange request. What was she up to?
Sensing his hesitancy Candy lifted her legs and spread herself even
wider. Reaching under the filmy, almost transparent panties her fingers
parted her cunt lips to expose the pink meat within.
"Come on, honey. You want to fuck the shit out of that slut and tell her
just what you think of her. So do it, babe, do it. Rape the bitch. Rape
me like you want to rape HER."
The ideas that had been strange seconds before now became a turn on.
Lifting the blonde's legs over his shoulders he positioned his shaft at
her entrance and thrust forward. The panties blocked his entry. He
snapped his hips forward hard. His cock ripped through the thin material
as he slammed into her waiting womanhood.
Candy howled at his sudden, rough entry. She felt his cock bang into her
cervix as a burst of lust rushed through her.
"Talk to me, honey. Tell me what you want to tell HER. Treat me like the
slut SHE is."
"Whore!" he shouted. "You no good slut. You used me. Promised me
everything and left. I trusted you and you betrayed me. You're nothing
but a cheap whore."
He felt his lust rising as he released the anger that had built up over
the previous weeks and months.
"You're a rotten, no good tramp."
Candy writhed in pleasure, relishing his violent thrusts and abusive
words. For years she had a fantasy of being "the other woman" and
destroying a marriage. She had kept it secret, even from Su Lin, for
fear of ridicule. It had began as a desire to make it with a married
man, or woman, for that matter, without their mate's knowing about it.
There was something about being the girl that someone was "cheating" on
their spouse with was a special turn on for her. Maybe it was the way
movies and the soaps portrayed "the other woman". They always seemed to
be the hottest and sexiest girl in the cast. They were always better
looking, done, and dressed than all the other women. Regardless of why,
she came to view the "homewrecker" as sexually superior to other women.
To Candy's mind a woman who could ruin a marriage was the best, the
hottest, the epitome of female sexual prowess.
She wanted to be a woman like that, strong, confidant, sexual, and
dangerous. To wreck a marriage would be proof of her sexuality. The long
dormant fantasy had risen to the surface when the trio had been observed
by the wife's best friend. Now she was living a part of the fantasy.
While she couldn't ruin her bed partner's already collapsed marriage,
she could mess it up further and participate in its total destruction.
Bringing his anger to the surface was a start.
Candy smiled at the thought of the messy divorce ahead. All the
allegations of Steve's conduct, bringing two young girls to the marriage
bed, combined with his now rising anger toward his wife would make for a
hot, messy situation.
In her fantasy she saw herself standing beside the bed watching Steve
rape and abuse his wife, as she, the "other woman", cheered him on. For
the moment she wanted him to see not her, but his wife, writhing under
his rough thrusting. She wanted to hear him abuse the woman.
"Come on, honey, feel the bitch under you. Feel HER cunt around your
cock. Call me by HER name. Call me Karen. Say it. Say Karen." she purred.
"Karen." he groaned. "Karen."
"Good, baby. Good. Think of me as Karen." she cooed.
Her voice rose.
"Fuck Her! Fuck Karen! Come on. I'm Karen, goddamn it! I'm Karen!." she
shouted. "Karen! Karen! Karen!."
Steve was sweating profusely, his eyes glazed as Candy drew him deep
into her fantasy.
"Cunt!" he cried. "You filthy, rotten cunt! I hate you, Karen! I hate you!"
Su Lin was caught off guard by her lover's unusual behavior. She had
never seen her like this. It seemed that Candy was lots kinkier than she
had thought. Su Lin loved kinky action, it added to the kicks. There was
something especially arousing about seeing her lover getting down so
wildly. She began to masturbate, hands on her cunt, playing with her clit.
She tugged and rolled the small, firm nub between her fingers, sending
electric shocks of delight through her slim body. She grunted with
pleasure. Getting into the action, Su Lin began to verbally abuse the
writhing blonde.
"You're a cheap slut, Karen. Just a no good piece of shit." She snarled,
voice thick with lust.
"Fuck her good, honey. Rape the whore. Slam every inch of your meat into
Karen. Blast her box off. I hate her guts."
Candy was ecstatic, not only was Steve into her fantasy, but so was Su
Lin. She relished every brutal thrust, every harsh word, her mind filled
with the image of another woman, Karen, on the receiving end of all the
rough action, while she, the "other woman", the hot mistress, stood by
encouraging the brutality. She reveled in the action and cheered them on
to new heights of abandon.
"I hate the slut, too. Tell the bitch off. Let the tramp know how much
you hate HER."
"I hate you, Karen! I wish you were dead!" screamed Su Lin.
"I'd like to blow your brains out, you washed up whore! He doesn't need
you anymore. He's got two hot young babes who'll do things for him you
never even dreamed of. You're a no good, worthless piece of crap. I
oughta take a shit in your fuckin' mouth. Rip her up, honey!" she
growled, lustfully. "Tear the bitch up! You don't need her anymore."
"She's right, you rotten whore. I don't need you anymore. You'd never
swallow it, bitch. You'd never take it in the face. Well, I'll bet you
swallow for HIM, let HIM blow HIS wad all over you." he snarled.
"Fuck you, Karen! I've just screwed two girls, right in your precious
bed. And they're young, Karen, young. One's only sixteen. I blew off in
her face and she loved it. They're beautiful, too, slut. Young,
beautiful, and great in bed. They're better than you ever were, you
cheap tramp. All the sex we've ever had combined isn't as good as one
kiss with them. They've got you beat every way, bitch. I hate you,
Karen! I wish you were dead!"
Candy writhed under the abuse, her entire being filed with lust. It was
wilder, far wilder than she had ever imagined. The intense stimulation
drove her to the edge of orgasm. She writhed and twisted, consumed with
lust and power.
"Go! Go! Go! Keep it up! I'm almost there! Fuck the whore!" she cried.
"Fuck Karen!"
"Slut! Whore! Tramp!" shouted Steve, his cock almost to the bursting point.
He shook and sweated in lust as he pumped "Karen's" dripping pussy.
Su Lin, too, was fast approaching her peak. Her slender yellow fingers
flew as she worked herself toward her own orgasm. Her voice was shrill
and harsh as she spat epithets at the "helpless" woman.
"I hate you, you rotten cunt. You've had this coming for a long time,
now you're going to get what you deserve. I wish you were dead, Karen.
I'd love to watch Candy torture you, whore. Then I'd kill you myself.
You deserve it, Karen. You're nothing, you washed up whore. Go peddle
your ass on the street. That's all you're good for, bitch."
Su Lin's violent words inflamed Candy, pushing her to her limit. The
slightest stimulation would push her over the edge.
"Call me HER name! I'm Karen, damn it, Karen! Say it! Say my name!" she
shouted.
"The girls are right. You deserve to die, and I wouldn't lift a finger
to save you. You're trash, Karen, trash! I hate you! I hate you! I hate
you!" Steve roared.
His rod pumped Candy's pussy furiously. Suddenly he stiffened. A white
flowing stream burst from his cock, shooting up Candy's joy hole,
pouring over her cervix and splashing against her back wall. He drove
into her all the way, feeling his cock slam into her womb. His orgasm
seemed to go on forever as he pumped shot after shot of thick, hot
sperm, flooding Candy's cunt until it oozed out around his pulsating shaft.
"Fuck you, Karen!" he shouted. "Karen! Karen! Karen! I hate you, Karen!"
He collapsed onto the writhing woman.
Candy felt him blow off deep inside her as she heard him call Karen's
name. It was all she needed. She howled in lust as her orgasm ripped
into her. Her body convulsed in pleasure as he kept shooting of inside
her. She raved and babbled as she came and came again, her body flailing
in the throes of ecstasy.
"Blow, baby, blow! Bust your nuts! Fill the slut up!. Blast her cunt
right off!" Su Lin screamed.
She burned with the lustful fire flowing through her veins. Fully caught
up in the fantasy, she poured rage and hate on "Karen".
"Snuff the, bitch! I hate you, you maggot ridden cunt. I hate you,
Karen! I want to rape you, Karen! You're a no good, worthless whore,
Karen! Two dollar whore! Streetwalker! Tramp! Slut! Fuck filled cunt!"
she raved, hate and lust mingling as her orgasm burst upon her carrying
her away in a sea of cum filled pleasure.
"Rot in hell, Karen! I hate you, Karen!" she shrieked, her voice cracking.
With a final scream of, "KAREN!", she collapsed, exhausted, across the
couple's inert forms. Her head came to rest by her lover's. Su Lin's
voice was but a whisper, inaudible to all but Candy.
"Die, Karen, die." came the words. "Die, Karen, die. Die, Karen, die."
The drained blonde drifted off to sleep, cradled in Su Lin's arms,
lulled by her lover's soft chant.
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Morning sun streamed through the bedroom windows. Candy's eyelids
fluttered, then opened, as she woke, refreshed from the previous night's
activities. Her stirrings woke Su Lin.
"Morning, baby," cooed Candy, giving her lover a wake up kiss.
"That was some party time we had, wasn't it?"
Su Lin smiled at the blonde. "Never seen you hotter. I had a great time,
too. You really got me going, you wild little bitch."
She reached out and casually fondled Candy's breast. "You are the
wildest chick I've ever met."
Candy giggled. "I could say the same about you, too."
She glanced at the man asleep beside them. "Oooh, look at that."
Steve lay on his back, his chest rising and falling in the rhythm of one
deep in sleep. What had caught Candy's eye was his big cock. His
erection had returned during the night and it now stood fully erect.
"Now that's what I call breakfast." purred the blonde. "Care to join me,
darling? There's enough for two."
"It's all yours, baby. I'm still waking up, so I'll just watch."
Su Lin smiled, pleased at her lover's horniness. The girl seemed to
always be in the mood for action. That was fine by Su Lin. She, too,
liked sex and plenty of it. With Candy around she never went unsatisfied.
Candy began stroking and licking Steve's massive organ. He moaned in his
sleep. Encouraged by this she slowly took his cock between her lips,
filling her mouth with the sweet taste of his arousal. Her head began to
bob up and down with increasing speed. Her cheeks sank in as she sucked
hard on the male meat. Her hands stroked the shaft and played with his
balls. His moans increased as she skillfully worked his cock. She felt
something on her neck.
Su Lin put her foot to her love's neck, shoving the girl's head down to
engulf the entire shaft. Her action was so sudden that the surprised
blonde gagged, choking on the huge dick.
Candy came up gasping and sputtering.
"Bitch." she coughed.
Her feigned anger evaporated under Su Lin's giggles. "That was fun. Do
it some more."
Su Lin crawled around, positioning herself astride Candy's back. She
seized the girl's head.
"Just relax, baby. Let Su Lin handle things. You just keep sucking."
She began pushing the blonde's head up and down, the shaft filling
Candy's mouth. Faster and faster she moved the girl's head. Sometimes
she kept it shallow and sometimes, without warning, she pushed her all
the way down.
Steve's hips thrust in response to the blow job he was receiving. He
moaned and writhed under the girls' ministrations. Asleep he had no
impulse to hold off. He was quickly approaching orgasm, as Su Lin pumped
his cock with her girlfriend's head. His cock began to twitch and,
suddenly, it released its load into the girl's mouth.
Sensing what was happening Su Lin shoved her lover's head all the way
down until Candy's lips were touching the cock's base.
"Bingo." she cried. "Here it comes."
A hot, thick stream of jisim shot into Candy's mouth just as her head
was slammed down, forcing the cock fully into her mouth. She struggled
to no avail against Su Lin's inexorable grip, as the Chinese girl held
her down. The man under her continued to pump out cum into her captive
mouth.
She choked and gurgled as the powerful stream filled her mouth and
flooded up her nasal passage. Hot, bubbling jizz poured from her nose,
streaming down to coat her lips and the base of the cock that was firmly
wedged in her mouth. Still, the twitching cock continued to pour sperm
into her. After what seemed an eternity Su Lin released her. Her head
shot up and off the cock, trailing sperm in its wake.
Candy gasped, gagged and snorted, striving for breath.
Su Lin fell off her lover's back, convulsed in laughter at the blonde's
plight. She wanted a load, well, she had gotten a load.
Steve's eyes shot open, awakening fully as he came.
"Jesus!" he cried. "What a way to wake up."
Lust and anger simultaneously flashed through Candy. She glared at the
laughing woman.
"Come on, darling. Don't be mad. Come here and let Su Lin lick you
clean." she giggled, beckoning her lover.
Candy's anger faded at the good matured smile of her friend.
"You're a real bitch, Su Lin. You know that?"
"Sure I do. That's why you love me." she chortled.
"Now come over here and let me take care of you."
As Candy crawled over to her Su Lin began licking the juice from her
lips. She suddenly clamped her mouth over the blonde's nose and sucked
hard, shoving her tongue into each nostril, each in its turn. She sat
back and made a show of swallowing.
"A sperm and snot cocktail. Vintage stuff." She smiled.
She shoved Candy onto her back and straddled her leg, pressing a knee to
the girl's snatch. She began a sensuous rocking action, stimulating the
both of them. In their states of mutual arousal climax was swift. A her
orgasm hit her Candy rose her upper body to join with Su Lin in a
passionate french kiss. Their mouths locked together in lust the two
rode the crests of their orgasm until, delightfully spent, they
collapsed together.
Steve watched their erotic play with astonishment.
"Don't you two ever get enough? Are all lesbians as hot as you?"
"Only the fun ones." giggled Candy.
"And you can never get too much." Su Lin added. "I remember the night we
got gang banged by Burligh High's entire football team, both squads. We
drained their dicks, went home and ate pussy the rest of the night, and
still had room for more."
"Yeah. That was fun. I mean, the cum was just runnin' out of us." purred
Candy. "We outta do it again. And have them bring their friends."
"Jesus! You two are really something else." he said, voice filled with
admiration.
He turned serious.
"Last night was the best night of my life. Do you think we'll ever get
together again?"
"Probably not." said Su Lin.
"We're splitting to the coast. Candy's gonna be a porno star. Tell you
what, though. We'll send you copies of all her films and some
autographed pictures. Show 'em to your friends and tell 'em about the
night you balled both the porno star and her girlfriend. Maybe we'll do
a personalized video for you. That should really impress people."
"Yeah. And we'll send a picture of ourselves to your, then, ex- wife
with a letter telling her all about the fun we had and letting her know
what an asshole she was for leaving. That is, we will if you don't
mind." said Candy, still feeling her fantasy as "the other woman".
"You do that. It'll serve the bitch right." he said.
"Well, even if we never do see each other again, I want to thank you
girls. You gave me a night that most guys can only dream about. I'll
always remember it."
He hugged them both.
After breakfast Steve turned to Candy and said, "You looked really great
last night. You do more for Karen's clothes than she ever did. So, screw
the bitch. Take anything of hers you want, clothes, jewelry, makeup.
Anything she left is yours."
"Really? That's so rad." enthused Candy.
"Thanks, honey. I'll think of you whenever I wear it. Can I go look
now?" she giggled.
"That's my Candy." smiled Su Lin. "A real material girl."
As Candy loaded her booty into the van Su Lin smiled. "Shit, baby, you
don't have to take all of it."
"That's not ALL of it. I did leave some things." protested Candy.
"Some of her stuff's doggy. Not my style at all. I left that."
Steve smiled at their exchange.
"Go ahead, take anything you want. I don't care. The more you take the
less there is for the whore to get."
They said their goodbyes, each girl giving their host a hot, heavy kiss.
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"Well, baby, we're getting there." said Su Lin, leaning back against the
couch in Candy's apartment. "We've got the van, some gas money, and lots
of booze. Just a few more things and we'll be ready to go."
Candy took a final drag on her cigarette before crushing it out in the
ashtray. She blew out a cloud of smoke.
"Yeah. We'll split at the end of the week. I gotta be out by Monday. So
what's next?"
"For one, I'm gonna take Mommy's credit cards to the mall and run 'em to
the limit. Lots of clothes, cosmetics and cigs for both of us. I want to
get a video camera and a portable tv, maybe some tapes, too. Then we'll
go to the beauty parlor for the full treatment. I'd like to see the old
bag's face when she gets the bill." Su Lin laughed.
"Why don't we hit the porno store, too. You know how the real raunchy
stuff turns me on. We could pick up some swing mags, too. That way we'll
know where to find people to party with on the road."
"That's cool. I wouldn't mind getting some new sex toys while we're at
it. Maybe a nice, big strap on to ball you with. Mommy'll shit her pants
when she gets a bill from there. Yeah, we gotta go there."
Su Lin grinned lacheviously at the blonde.
"I got a real shopping trip planned for us, baby. Want to get some wigs
and such to change our appearance. After all, we're gonna be sticking up
places and it just wouldn't do to be too recognizable."
"Baby, you're so smart. We're gonna be the best robbers there ever
were." bubbled Candy.
"We got another heist to pull before we go. You up to it?"
"With you, I'm ready for anything. Where are we going to hit?"
"You know how, the other night, you had to pretend you had a gun? Well,
that won't always work. We need to get some real ones. There's this
sporting goods store, over in Burleigh, that stands all by itself. It's
open late and there's only one guy there at night. I figure we can pick
up some pieces there. But, since they got guns and we don't, it might be
risky. What do you think?" said Su Lin, a serious expression on her face.
"Great. I was thinking that we needed guns, but I wasn't sure where to
go. That place sounds fine." Candy replied.
"That's only the beginning. After we get the guns, we have to learn how
to use 'em. Maybe we should get revolvers. They're easy to use, just
point it and pull the trigger."
"Revolvers are fine, but automatics hold more bullets and hit a lot
harder. Wish we could get some machine guns, like Uzis or MACs"
"Yeah, machine guns are sexy. But, since when did you become the gun
expert?" asked a puzzled Su Lin.
Candy reached into a drawer and brought out several gun magazines.
"I got some books on guns, too. A couple tell how to convert a regular
automatic into a machine gun." she said.
"Baby, I never knew you were into guns. When did that start?"
"Remember when we watched "Bonnie and Clyde"? Faye Dunaway looked so
sexy with her machine gun it got me thinking. So I got some books and
magazines and started studying about guns. You don't mind, do you?"
"No, lover. You got the right idea. I want you to teach me about 'em,
doll."
Pride welled within Su Lin at her lover's initiative.
"You really know how to make a machine gun?"
"Sure, it's easy. All you need is a semi-automatic Uzi or MAC and a few
tools. The MACs are easier to do but I got books showing how to do
plenty of others. We can do it, no problem. I got all kinds of stuff on
guns, how to clean 'em, how to shoot 'em, and the best places to hit
somebody to blow 'em away. I even got books showing all kinds of ways to
kill people. There's even a couple on how to knife fight. I've been
practicing some of those moves, they're real killers." she giggled at
her joke.
Smiling Su Lin lit a cigarette.
"Maybe we should go into business. I could be the evil Chinese crime
lord and you could be my porno star gun moll." she laughed.
Doing her best Bogart impression, the blonde snarled, "Sure, boss lady.
Who you want me to rub out? Just point me at 'em and I'll put 'em on ice
for you."
The two girls laughed with delight.
Su Lin was surprised by Candy's new knowledge. She was suddenly seeing
sides of the blonde she had never knew existed. First, at the robbery,
then last night in bed, now this. What did Candy have in store for her
next? "Okay. Let's get started and plan the hit."
"Great. I'm sure you're going to come up with a great plan."
"Not me, baby, us. I want your ideas on things, too. You don't need to
play the airhead with me. I know there's a brain beneath that bottle
blonde head."
"I'm not a bottle blonde. You should know. You've seen my pubes often
enough and your eyes weren't far from my bush, so you got a real good
look."
"Yeah, but I also know you bleach it just so you look like a bottle baby."
"What! How did you know? You never saw me do it." said Candy in
astonishment.
"I can tell a peroxide bombshell when I see one. You might have the
others fooled into thinking your a brainless bottle blonde, but not me.
It's all a cover up, isn't it. I know you got a brain, all those books
prove it. I know your a real blonde, too. I got between your legs before
the bleach. Your no airhead. If you were just an airhead with a bleach
job I would have dropped you long ago. That's the kind to fuck and
forget, but your different. I don't care whether you just dig the
peroxide look or if your running a head game on people. But it doesn't
fool me. There might be a touch of airhead in you, but there's lots of
brains, too. Your a very kinky girl with a brain hidden in that blonde
head. Maybe I'd still love you even as a bleached airhead, but it's
what's inside you that interests me. You're more complex than you let
on. I dig the sexy, brainless bottle doll, she's fun to party with, but
I love the woman inside her."
Candy was surprised at her friend's words.
"You're right, baby. I do bleach it. And I guess I have been playing
head games with others, but not with you. I've seen how much people
expect of a doll with brains. She's got to be a frump and all wrapped up
in school. She never gets any action. But I wasn't into that scene, I
wanted to be a real party doll, just like the hot chicks in school. They
had fun and the brain had none. Yeah, I know you get straight A's and
still get it on, but you're different. You still have to play games with
your folks, being the traditional Chinese daughter and all, and have to
sneak out for a good time. Hell you can't even keep your clothes or
makeup at home. And, heaven forbid, if they found your smokes there. So
we both play games. You're the dutiful Chinese daughter, or were till
last week, and I'm the blonde airhead who can't party enough. We both do
our thing, just in different ways. I'm sorry I didn't let you in on my
act, but I was afraid, if I did, I'd lose you."
"Baby, you couldn't lose me if you tried." cooed Su Lin, somewhat
surprised at the depth of the girl and touched by her feelings.
"Hell, I'll even help you do your bleach job. I'll go along with your
airhead act, too, if that's what you want. Just remember that it's you I
love, darling, no matter how you look or act. Now come on, I want your
brain with me on this plan. Basically, I figure we go in just before
closing, first making sure there's no customers in the place. We act
like we're there to buy something. Then one of will distract him and the
other will slug him from behind. After that we'll take whatever we want
and split."
"Aren't we gonna finish him off?"
"Of course, baby. We won't leave any witnesses. Now, since you know so
much about guns, you be the one to decide what to take. Okay?"
"We should take all the guns and ammo we can. What we don't want to keep
we can sell. And I know just the place to get rid of it. Remember that
Rico and his friends who we partied with last month? The ones who are
heavy into dealing coke? I'll bet they'd be interested in some hardware.
Even if they didn't want to buy, I'm sure they'd be willing to do some
trading. It would be nice to have some nose candy along on our trip."
"Right, doll. You are way ahead of me. That settles that. Any other
thoughts?" asked Su Lin.
"Just one. Our new van just might be noticed, either there or on the
way. That wouldn't be good. So why don't we rip off a car for the job?"
"Good point." said Su Lin.
While she had thought of using a different vehicle, she was delighted
that Candy had thought of it, too.
"Why don't we snag Monica's wagon? She works second shift, so we could
take it and have it back before she gets out. She'll never know its been
used. The dumb broad hides her keys in one of those little boxes under
the fender, too. That'll make it even easier."
"That's great. Now we're set. Why don't we head out to that shop now and
just drive by. That way we can get a fresh look at it and see if there's
any more precautions we should take. Then, if everything's cool we can
do it tonight. That'd be fun." enthused Candy.
"You're really into it, aren't you?" smiled Su Lin.
"Baby, you're a born thief."
"So are you." giggled the blonde. "Isn't that great?"
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The large parking was dark. Crowded by day, it held less than half its
capacity at this hour. Still there were quite a few cars clustered in
it. The dark of the lot was broken only by the wan light given by the
glowing tip of a cigarette.
Smoke wreathed Candy's head as she fidgeted while her lover searched for
the hidden keys.
"Got 'em." whispered Su Lin.
She quickly had the keys out and opened the door. For a moment she was
illuminated by the harsh light that went on when the door was opened.
She climbed in, swiftly closing the door.
"Just a minute." she admonished Candy.
She opened the dome light and removed the bulb.
With the light now deactivated, Candy got in. The engine growled and
caught as Su Lin put it in drive and eased out of the lot. On the street
she turned on the lights. They drove cautiously, not wanting to attract
any attention. On the way they went over their plan. Before long the
store came into view. They pulled into the lot, the car illuminated by
the light streaming from the store windows. Better the risk of being
detected than appear suspicious by parking in the shadows.
The clerk watched the two approach. He wondered what two good looking
girls were coming here for, especially at this late hour. The bell over
the door tinkled as they walked in.
"What can I do for you lovely ladies?" he asked.
They looked young and hot. Maybe he could get lucky.
"Hi. We're going on a camping trip this weekend and we need to get some
things." replied Su Lin in her sexiest voice.
"Looks like you came to the right place. We got lots of camping gear."
He smiled wolfishly. Not only did they look hot but the Chinese girl had
a bedroom voice if he ever heard one.
"Is there anything in particular you're looking for?"
"Well," began Su Lin, "We were going to borrow a tent, but we need
sleeping bags and all. You see, we never went camping before, so we
don't have much. The only sleeping bags we have are the kind we used to
use for slumber parties and I don't think "Barbie" is going to make it
out in the woods."
"Oh, yeah. You need a real sleeping bag. One that'll keep you warm and
snug at night. Do you have any idea of what kind you want?"
"Not exactly. I want one that's warm and won't fall apart in the wash."
"Are there any bears or snakes around in these woods?" said Candy,
sounding nervous at the thought of encountering those denizens of the
forest.
"Sure. There's snakes aplenty and an occasional bear wanders through,
but nothing to be afraid of."
If he worked it right he just might be able to convince them to take him
along as a "guide". He'd guide them all right, right into the sack.
"Oh, baby, don't let it scare you. Nothing's going to hurt us." She paused.
"Tell you what, I'll get us a gun. Then nothing will dare attack us. Okay?"
Smiling, she turned to the clerk.
"Do you have any guns?" she asked, her face a mask of perfect innocence.
"Do I have guns? Just look around little lady. Got more guns than I know
what to do with."
"What would you suggest we get. I don't know much about guns." purred Su
Lin.
"Well, you girls ain't exactly big, so maybe a .22 or a small shotgun
would do the trick."
"Can we look at some?"
"Yeah, baby, I'd feel so much safer if you had a gun." Candy chimed in.
The clerk brought down a .22 and handed it to Su Lin.
She looked it over and said, "It seems sort of small. How about
something bigger?"
"Bigger it is." he said retrieving a shotgun for Su Lin to inspect.
"Oooh, that's a big one." said Candy in her most vapid sounding voice.
"We'd sure be safe with that one."
She let her gaze wander around at the racks of guns, coming to rest on a
glass fronted case filled with handguns.
"Those look nice, too. One of those would be a lot easier to carry."
"That may well be, but you have to have a license for one of them."
Candy pouted.
"Well, they look pretty. Could I at least look at one. I never held a
pistol before."
"Sorry. Law says you got to have a license first, even to look at 'em."
"Oh, pooh." said Candy, playing the airhead to the hilt.
"All I want to do is hold one. I wonder what they'd feel like. They look
big and hard and I thought they might feel nice."
Big and hard! This girl was almost asking for it. If he just played his
cards right...
"Well, I shouldn't do this but, since you seem so interested and because
you're such a nice girl, I'll break the rules just this once."
He unlocked the case and slid the door open. "Which one do you want to
see?"
Candy had made careful note of what key opened the case. She indicated a
six inch barreled Colt .357 revolver.
As he handed the gun to her she asked, "It's not loaded, is it?"
The clerk smiled. "No. Never keep any of these loaded. It's against the
law and just not safe, to boot."
Candy fondled the gun, letting her fingers stroke the length of the
barrel. She made the gesture as erotic as she could. She knew she was
turning him on. She gripped it tightly.
"It feels great." she enthused. "Look, baby. Isn't it sexy?"
She pointed the gun at the wall. "Pow. Pow. Take that." she bubbled.
"This is so neat. How do I look?" She posed with the gun at her hip.
"Definitely Miami Vice, honey. Shoot the bad guys, right?" Su Lin giggled.
"I'm gonna get a license and come back for this one." Candy giggled.
"That's not as easy as it sounds. Getting a pistol license takes time.
They got to check you out first" said the clerk, taking the gun back
from the blonde.
"I've been checked out lots of times." said Candy.
"Not that way, girl." giggled Su Lin, well aware of her friend's attempt
to turn the clerk on. "They check to make sure you've got no record."
"But I got lots of records."
Su Lin threw up her hands.
"Baby, sometimes I just don't know about you." she said in feigned
exasperation.
Indicating the shotgun she had put on the counter. Su Lin said, "I guess
I'll take this. Now how about some sleeping bags?"
The clerk came out from behind the counter, stooping slightly to hide
the growing bulge in his pants. No doubt about it, these girls were hot.
"Right over here." he said, making his way across the narrow aisle.
He reached up to get a bag down. He never finished the action.
Moving swiftly Candy snatched up the shotgun from the counter.
Gripping it by the barrel she swung it with all her might.
There was a sickening "crack" as the steel butt plate smashed against
the back of the clerk's head. He stumbled forward into the wall and slid
down, almost unconscious.
Quickly Candy moved across the aisle and rammed the butt into the
clerk's head a second time. Standing above the now unconscious clerk's
prone form she turned to Su Lin and said, "My turn. You did Cindy. He's
all mine."
As she spoke she smashed the gun directly downward against the clerk's
head.
Su Lin watched in delighted astonishment as her lover battered the
helpless clerk's skull.
Again and again Candy slammed the gun down. Blood spattered the wall as
the skull gave way. Candy was in a frenzy as she continued to pound
away. Still she slammed the gory butt down on the skull, utterly
smashing it.
Su Lin felt a hot gout of blood splash on her leg.
Suddenly Candy stiffened.
"Oh God!" she cried. "Oh shit! Shit! Shit!"
Her body shook and twitched. She would have fallen if Su Lin had not
reached out and steadied her.
"Are you all right, baby?" asked a concerned Su Lin.
She had never seen Candy act like this.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Oh Jesus Christ! I don't believe it!" gasped the blood spattered blonde.
"What's the matter?" Su Lin was worried. What had gone wrong?
"Oh, baby! I just unloaded!"
"What?"
"I just fucking came. I don't believe it. I got off so hard." she
gasped, her words coming in ragged spurts.
Su Lin was shocked. Was this girl for real?
"Oh God. It was so great! I was bashing his head in and suddenly I
popped. It was so wild."
Candy was virtually glowing with pleasure.
For long moments Su Lin stared at her lover. She had found some
unexpected facets to her friend's personality, but she had never
expected anything even remotely like this. She began to laugh, at first
nervously, then with abandoned pleasure. What a woman! She was great,
the perfect partner. She stepped back from the expanding pool of blood.
"Baby, you're so awesome. That's great."
"You're not mad at me?" queried the blonde.
"Not a bit. You were magnificent. You did great, darling, just great."
She reached into her purse and pulled out rubber gloves. Passing a pair
to Candy she said, "We'd better get loaded up and get the fuck outta here."
"Right." said Candy.
She slipped the gloves on with trembling fingers.
"I'll get started while you move the car to the back door."
Carefully avoiding the gory pool, she crossed to the counter and wiped
the top free of any fingerprints they may have left there. She was at
the showcase before she realized she hadn't taken the keys.
"Fuck it." she snarled, smashing the glass with the bloody gun stock.
She scooped out the handguns, dumping them into a box behind the
counter. Then she began stripping the walls of all the guns she could
find. There were many more pistols and a large number of rifles and
shotguns. Four semi-automatic Uzis and two MACs completed her haul. At a
rap from the back door she dragged part of the load to the back door and
opened it.
Su Lin began loading all the guns into the station wagon as Candy dashed
back for another load. Armload after armload, the girls carried from the
shop. Guns of all types filled the car. A huge load of ammunition joined
it. They had really hit it big. As Su Lin took a last look around,
making sure that they hadn't overlooked anything, Candy opened the
register and dumped the cash into her handbag. She started to leave, but
went back to riffle her victim's wallet. Removing the cash she threw the
wallet down on the bloody corpse. Then she dashed back to the front
door, opened it and wiped the knob of fingerprints. Finally she shut off
the lights and left the store. She Joined her lover in the front seat as
Su Lin was spreading a blanket across their load, disguising it.
"Let's go, doll." she purred, smiling at the Chinese girl.
Su Lin put the car in gear and slowly drove away from the scene of the
crime.
All the way back Candy alternately enthused and apologized for her
behavior during the robbery. She feared that she had frightened or
turned off her lover. Su Lin had to do a lot of convincing before
Candy's fears were allayed.
The trip, like the ensuing transfer to their van of the loot, and the
return of the "borrowed" station wagon to the lot went without incident.
Su Lin even remembered to put the bulb back in the dome light.
Satisfied with their haul, the girls went back to Candy's apartment to
party and plan their next step. During the drive back Candy stayed in
the rear of the van, sorting the stolen weapons. As she sorted she made
careful note of each long gun's type and caliber, entering the
information into a small notebook. The handguns she put in two cardboard
boxes. She would go over them later. Continuing with her note taking,
she turned her attention to the ammunition. Again she set aside all the
handgun cartridges and noted the rifle and shotgun rounds. She added a
box of each handgun caliber ammunition to the box with the pistols.
Before leaving the van she slid the rifles and shotguns into the storage
area under the bed in the rear of the van. When that was filled she
neatly stacked the rest, along with the remaining ammunition, and
covered them with several blankets. Even though the van had heavily
tinted glass she wanted to make sure that not a trace of the guns would
be visible. Once the guns were hidden to her satisfaction she and her
lover each carried one of the heavy boxes into her apartment.
"Oh, baby. What a great haul." Candy bubbled. "We've got enough hardware
to start a fucking war."
"Yeah. If we sell 'em to Rico he probably will start a war. Last time we
talked, he was all pissed off about some crack gang moving in on him."
said Su Lin, dropping her burden on the kitchen table.
"Creamy. Why should those guns be out in the woods hunting bears? Let
'em blast some street meat, for a change." purred the blonde.
"Light me a cig, baby. I want to get right to checking out our private
arsenal."
She opened the boxes and began laying guns on the table. Some were still
in their boxes while others had been dumped in loose.
"Hope I didn't scratch the finish on any of 'em. I was kind of in a
hurry back there." she giggled.
Su Lin passed Candy a cigarette and the girl gratefully took it.
Smoke streaming sensuously from her nostrils, the Oriental girl stood
beside her lover.
"Jesus, girl. There are sure a lot of 'em." she said, staring at the
growing mass of weaponry.
"Can't have too many guns, baby. Especially not in our new line of
work." shot back the blonde.
"Just look at 'em. Aren't they pretty?" she cooed. "Pick out some you
like and get to know 'em."
"I don't know what to choose. Why don't you pick mine out for me. After
all, you're the gun girl, aren't you?"
"I'll bet you're going to be a "gun girl", too, once you get a load of
what these babies can do."
Candy held up a large revolver.
"A girl doesn't have to take shit from no one when she has one of these
in her hand. I don't care how big or mean the other person is, you can
dust 'em off with just a squeeze of the trigger." she purred.
"Now, let's see. To start with we'll each need a couple of heavy
hitters, as well as a backup piece or two. Which do you prefer, bright
and shiny or black and mean lookin'?"
"I like the shiny ones. They look sort of like jewelry." said Su Lin,
her interest beginning to raise.
She thought of Candy holding the nickeled revolver, back in the store.
The blonde had sure looked hot with it in her hand.
Candy selected a brightly nickeled Colt automatic and handed it to Su Lin.
"This is a nice one. A forty five. You'll really knock 'em dead with
this one.
Su Lin took the pistol, gripping it like she had seen in the movies. She
spread her legs and held the gun with both hands, pointing the muzzle at
the wall.
"How's this?" she asked.
"Mmmm. Sexy, baby." Candy cooed, stroking her hand down Su Lin's hips.
"A real killer China doll. I'm getting hot just looking at you."
Su Lin ran the gun down Candy's back, causing the blonde to shiver with
pleasure.
"Don't get too hot yet, girl. You said we need more than one gun."
"Mmm, That feels so good. But, yeah, you're right. For our purposes we
should each have at least three pieces with us all the time. We should
carry a revolver, too. Just in case the automatic jams." She handed Su
Lin a burgundy case.
"Open it." she said.
Su Lin did as Candy suggested. Inside the hard plastic case rested a
short barreled revolver. It's surface glowed with the muted shine of
stainless steel. She took it out of the case. Where the automatic filled
her hand completely, this gun had a dainty grip, just perfect for her
small hands.
"It's a Lady Smith. Made especially for women. Smaller grip, lighter
frame, and less of a trigger pull. Try it."
Su Lin crooked her finger around the trigger and squeezed. The oiled
mechanism was satiny smooth. She watched as the cylinder turned and the
hammer came back. It released crisply, the hammer falling with a
pleasing click.
"Isn't that easy? That's all you have to know to use it. Just point it
and pull the trigger. Then keep pulling until they don't get up
anymore." giggled the blonde.
"Only trouble is that it only holds five shots, but that makes it
smaller and easier to conceal. There's two of 'em here, one for each of
us."
She smiled as the Chinese girl pulled the trigger several more times.
"Sexy, isn't it? Just wait till there's bullets in it."
"Speaking of bullets, we need to practice with these things. You know
anyplace?"
"Sure. If we sell the stuff to Rico, there's an old, deserted farmhouse
on the way. It's way out in the middle of nowhere with no neighbors for
miles. I used to party there. You could be as loud as you want and no
one ever hears. It'll be perfect." Candy replied. She handed Su Lin a
small gold lamaee' pouch.
"Now, this one I know you'll love"
Shoving the revolver into the waistband of her skirt Su Lin took the
tiny pouch and unzipped it.
"Oh, baby. It's beautiful."
She drew out a small automatic. It had a black frame with a gold slide
trigger and trim. The white grips each sported an ornate red rose.
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BAD GIRLS BY MISTRESS SATANA 8/12 Date: 2 Jun 1996 04:19:17 GMT
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"It's so cute. Is it really a gun?"
"Bet your sweet little ass it is. It's only a twenty five, so it's not
exactly the thing for serious use, but it's a nice little backup."
"Not for serious use? What do you mean? Can't you kill somebody with it?
asked Su Lin with concern.
"Sure you can kill with it. It's just that a twenty five doesn't knock
'em down like a forty five. It won't go through a lot. A heavy jacket or
bone will stop it. What it's good at is hurting somebody enough to let
you get to your bigger guns. Of course, if you blast anyone enough with
that piece it'll blow 'em away. If you want a one- shot kill you gotta
get 'em in the right place. Now, if you got somebody helpless and nail
'em right through the eye, you'll snuff 'em easy. But use a couple of
shots, just to make sure. I'm gonna carry a twenty five for backup, too.
I just thought you'd like that one 'cause it's so sexy and feminine."
"Oh, it is. It's beautiful, baby. Thank you."
Su Lin leaned over and kissed Candy firmly on the lips. She pulled back
when she felt the blonde's tongue trying to part her lips.
"Easy, honey. We got plenty of time. Let's check out the rest. I'm
getting into this. What else did we get?"
Candy turned back to the table.
"We got lots of 'em, lover. Three fifty sevens, forty four magnums, some
thirty eights, and twenty twos, plenty of revolvers. For automatics
there's a couple more forty fives, three nine millimeters, some three
eighties, twenty twos and twenty fives. There's even a three fifty seven
magnum automatic. Then there's the Uzis and MACs. The Uzis are nine
millimeters and so's one of the MACs. The other is a forty five. See the
threads on the barrels? These babies are built to take silencers. We got
thirty five pistols here. Just imagine the hell we can raise with this
load. Heavy party time, girl. Now, you got a forty five, so I'll take
this Browning 9mm. This bitch carries thirteen rounds. That's a lot of
blasting, baby. I want the other Lady Smith and the stainless twenty
five. Baby, we'll be carrying enough firepower to blast our way out of
anything." she said.
"How do we carry the guns? Do we just stick 'em in our bags?" asked Su Lin.
"I'd keep one in your purse and carry the others on you. Out in the Van
I got a bag of holsters. If we wear jackets we can carry in shoulder
holsters. For the van, I'm gonna fix it so we each have a piece under
our seats and one in the glove compartment."
She produced the list she had made.
"There are a few of these we should keep, too, an AR 15 and a couple of
shotguns. One of the shotguns is a double barrel. I want to make that
into a sawed off. They really make a mess when they hit. There's a small
twelve gauge pump you might like, it has a pistol grip. I also want to
hold back one high powered rifle with a scope. Otherwise we can sell the
rest, but we should hold on to as many of the pistols as we can, they're
hard to get."
"They seemed pretty easy to get, tonight." giggled Su Lin.
"Cross of what you want to keep and give me the list and the van keys.
I'll go to a pay phone and call Rico. I'll see when we can set up a buy."
"Why not use the phone here, honey?" asked Candy.
"Because," said Su Lin, "His phone might be tapped and they could trace
the call to here. We sure don't want that, do we?"
"That's so smart, baby. I'm glad I'm with you." cooed Candy.
She marked her list and handed it and the keys to the Asian girl.
Su Lin started out the door.
"Do you really want to go out like that?" asked Candy.
"What's wrong?" asked the dark haired girl.
"Look down, honey."
"Oh shit, I forgot all about it." said Su Lin.
The revolver was still in her skirt's waistband, the butt clearly visible.
"Thanks, love. I guess I wasn't thinking. I didn't even notice I was
still carrying it."
"Well, it sure won't take much for you to get used to carrying, I'll
bet." giggled the blonde.
"When you come back would you please bring the bag in. I want to get us
fitted for our holsters. While your out I'm going to load these girls up
for us. No use having all these guns if they aren't loaded. I'll hold
off loading yours till your back. That way I can show you how to do it."
Opening the ammo boxes, she turned to her task.
"Back soon." called Su Lin as she left.
Almost an hour passed before Candy heard the van pull up. After loading
the guns, she had passed the time smoking cigarettes and swigging from a
bottle of stolen bourbon, while she read a book on handgun shooting
techniques.
Su Lin was beaming as she entered the door.
"I got us a great deal, doll. Not much cash, but enough powder and smoke
to keep us high all the way to the coast. And there's more." she said,
trying to sound like a tv commercial.
"He'll make a trade on the Uzis and MACs. If we give him them he'll give
us a pair of Uzi machine guns and a pair of MACs with silencers. Isn't
that absolutely rad? I'll bet the guns are hot and been used, but who
cares? We'll have machine guns and silencers." the Chinese girl enthused.
"I want you to check 'em out, though. We don't want machine guns that
are worn out."
"Right. Who cares if they used them to hit somebody. It'll fuck up the
cops if somebody gets blasted with 'em somewhere else." Candy smiled.
"Good you brought the holsters. I'll fit them right after I show you how
to load your guns."
She went to the table and, with Su Lin watching every move, she
demonstrated the procedures, removed the cartridges and had the girl do
it herself.
"Good work, baby." she commented when the girl had finished.
"Now you're loaded and ready. Tomorrow we're gonna learn to use 'em,
before we deal with Rico. Just in case he tries to rip us off. Now let
me get your holster rigged up."
She dumped the bag on the table.
"First, I got to find ones that fit our guns."
She rummaged in the pile, coming out with several shoulder holsters.
"I like the black ones. What about you?"
"I like 'em, too. But, if you don't have black, brown will do."
She pointed to some incongruously frilly lace items. They looked more
like lingerie than anything else.
"What are those?"
"Oh yeah. I saw them in a magazine, a while ago. They're called
Tigresses, just like your fancy twenty five. They're meant to wear under
clothes. They carry two pieces in a belly band and one in a garter
holster on the inside of your thigh and, might I say, a delightful thigh
it is. I thought they'd be fun, so I took 'em when I saw them there. Now
stand still while I fix your holster."
She stood and slipped the leather harness over Su Lin's blouse,
adjusting and tightening the straps, till the gun rested, butt pointing
forward, snugged up against the girl's breast.
"There." she said proudly. "Under a jacket nobody'll ever see it till
you pull it out. Now help me into mine."
Su Lin assisted the taller girl get her holster adjusted into the same
position.
"How does it feel?" she inquired.
"Great, baby, just great. I feel so strong and mean with this on. How
about you?"
"The same, doll, the same. You're right. A gun does give a girl a
feeling of power. I didn't feel as strong, even when I snuffed that
Cindy bitch. I love it." she pulled up her top. I want to try on that
fancy one." she said, reaching for the bag.
Candy helped Su Lin into the frilly holster. Su Lin slipped her fancy
twenty five into one of the belly holsters.
"May as well go all the way." she said, selecting a nickeled Colt
Mustang three eighty for the other one.
Hiking her skirt she inserted the Lady Smith into the thigh holster, its
butt hanging downward.
"How does it look? she asked.
"Baby, you're the sexiest thing going. You look so hot, all dripping
with guns. Like death herself. I'm getting so turned on." Candy murmured.
"Baby, I want to see you kill."
Su Lin was taken aback. "What?" she said.
"I want to watch you use those guns." breathed Candy, obviously turned on.
"I want to see my beautiful Chinese death goddess blasting away,
snuffing people left and right. I want to see them die for you."
Candy was quite agitated at the thought. She began to don a lacy
Tigress, too. Her twenty five and Lady Smith went into the belly
holsters and a Colt Officer's Model forty five into the thigh rig.
Though small for a forty five, the gun filled the holster. Candy
stripped off her outer garments and stood dressed only in lingerie and
guns before Su Lin's appreciative gaze.
Su Lin stripped, also.
"So you want to watch me kill, eh?"
"Oh, yes, baby. Yes." breathed Candy, her voice thickening with her
rising lust.
Su Lin pulled out the pistol from her shoulder holster and posed with it.
"Honey, I'll dedicate the first one to you." she purred.
"Really?"
"Really." Su Lin smiled. "And I want to watch you in action, too. You
were so hot tonight I almost creamed my panties. You're something else,
girl. And to think, I was worried about how you'd feel when I snuffed
Cindy." She laughed.
"You think you're going to kill somebody soon?" asked the blonde,
trembling with delight.
"Baby, for you I'll make sure I do. Besides you'll have lots of chances
to watch. Since we're leaving no witnesses, there'll be plenty of action
for both of us."
"That's great. I want to go all the way with you, darling. Break all the
laws, robbery, burglary, car stealing, dealing dope, maybe even rape and
murder. Hell, I even want to do some hooking. Does that bother you?" she
asked, suddenly concerned.
She feared the Oriental girl would find her too kinky.
"Not at all, baby. We'll whore it up together. We're in this together,
all the way. Bust all the laws, girl, every one of them." She purred.
"We'll do whatever we want to, and if anybody gets in our way..." She
gestured meaningfully with the pistol. "We'll blow 'em away. I'll be
your Chinese death goddess, if you'll be my bloodthirsty blonde snuff
doll. How about it?"
"It's a deal, baby. It's a deal."
Candy embraced her lover and began giving her long, deep french kisses.
The already hot Chinese girl responded with intense passion, her body
rubbing against Candy's supple flesh.
The girls moved to the bedroom where the two lethal lovlies sprawled on
the bed, locked in a passionate lesbian embrace.
Candy kissed Su Lin's neck, causing the Oriental girl to moan in
passion. Her hands caressed the girl's breasts, long fingernails
flicking their nipples into rigidity. Her mouth enveloped the woman's
pale yellow flesh. She sucked as much tit meat into her mouth as she
could. All the while her free hand kept massaging her lover's other
breast. Her teeth nibbled the succulent flesh around the aureole. Taking
Su Lin's nipple between her lips, Candy began sucking. She sucked the
stiff nubbin as hard as she could, bringing cries of pleasure from the
girl. She repeated her treatment on Su Lin's other knocker. She felt the
girl's hips began to grind beneath her. Trailing kisses down her lover's
belly, Candy wiggled down the bed. Su Lin offered no resistance as she
spread the girl's legs.
Candy stared in lustful delight at Su Lin's cunt. The girl's pubes were
sparsely covered with black hair. Su Lin always kept her bush trimmed,
so, with her small knockers and minimum of bush, she appeared to be a
much younger girl. Some day, Candy hoped to convince Su Lin to shave her
pubes completely, which would make her look even younger.
The image of her lover with the appearance of a child was a turn on for
Candy. She would look like a child but fuck like a woman, a hot, deadly
woman.
Candy dove on Su Lin's wet muff, rubbing her face against the tender
flesh. She felt the girl's garter holstered gun bump against her. The
sensation further inflamed Candy's already intense lust. She began
tonguing the girl wildly, shoving her tongue as far as it would go into
Su Lin's hot hole. Her lover groaned loudly. As she began to suck and
lick the Asian girl's clit. Candy slipped two fingers into the girl's
tight cunt. She pumped furiously, eliciting cries of passion from her
lover. She shoved a finger between the girl's yellow ass cheeks, feeling
it slide up her bung hole. She pumped Su Lin's poop chute with the same
ferocity that she exhibited with her cunt. Hands gripped her head,
pushing her hard against the woman's succulent pussy.
Su Lin moaned and shoved her hips against Candy's face. She loved to be
eaten, and Candy was one of the best and most enthusiastic pussy
gobblers she knew. The girl loved to go down.
"Mmm. Oh baby, you're so good." she murmured. "I don't want you to be
left out. Turn around, baby, turn around. I want to taste your creamy
cunt."
Never missing a stroke and keeping her face firmly in the girl's snatch,
Candy moved her body around till she was straddling her lover, cunt
poised above her face.
Su Lin seized Candy's ass cheeks and squeezed, pulling her cunt down to
where she could reach it. She rubbed and sucked the blonde's inflamed clit.
Candy's cries of pleasure were muffled as she continued to eat her
lover's box. She sucked cunt, delighting in the taste and feel of the
aroused Oriental girl. She felt her pussy lips being spread wide.
Something hard and cold was being shoved up her. Su Lin must have
retrieved one of the dildos from the nightstand. The dildo felt
different, as if it was a new, differently shaped one. Candy delighted
in the feel of it probing her hole.
Suddenly a realization came to her. That was no dildo inside her, it was
a gun! Su Lin had unholstered her forty five and was fucking her with
it! Fear and lust fought within her. There was a loaded gun in her cunt!
Lust won out and Candy reveled in the unique feeling, as it carried her
to new highs of pleasure. It felt SO good. The idea of the deadly
instrument filling her hole and giving her such pleasure turned her on
immensely.
Her hips matched each thrust, producing blasts of pleasure with every
stroke. With shaking fingers she unsheathed her big Browning.
She toyed with Su Lin's cunt, stroking her with the gun. She pressed the
muzzle down, shoving Su Lin's hot clit into the barrel. The nub of flesh
fit the barrel like a cock in a tight cunt, ensheathing it in cold, hard
metal. Su Lin shrieked in pleasure. Candy twisted the gun, the grooves
stimulating the small girl's clit in hot, wild new ways.
She spread her lover's cunt lips and licked her flowing juices off the
cuntal walls. Then she began shoving the big gun up Su Lin's wet slot.
She watched in delight as the girl's pussy engulfed the gun. The
contrast of the shiny nickeled barrel against her friend's yellow flesh
was a wild sight. Reflections of Su Lin's flesh glinted off the polished
slide as it penetrated her womanhood. Candy began to match strokes with
her lover.
Su Lin was not as unprepared for the sensation as her lover had been.
She was caught off guard by her reaction to it. It was wonderful!
The loaded killing machine in her cunt brought with it an incredible
feeling of wild abandon. Su Lin had always liked to break the rules and
be different. Well, this was as different as it could get. Not every
girl got gun fucked, let alone enjoyed it. She had watched Candy commit
murder tonight, and now that same girl had a loaded gun shoved up her
joy hole. It was so magnificently decadent, was there no limit to their
depravity? If decadence and depravity felt this good, Su Lin hoped not.
The wild feelings rushed over her as she neared her climax.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna cum!" she cried.
"Fuck me, bitch, fuck me! Screw me with your gun!" she screamed.
Candy was almost there, too.
"Me too, baby!" she cried.
"Give it to me! Blast my cunt! I want to cum on your gun!"
Candy began to shudder as her orgasm built in intensity. She sucked Su
Lin's clit as she pumped the shiny pistol in and out of the Chinese
girl's cunt. She felt the gun slam against her cervix. Candy screamed
unintelligibly as the orgasm washed over her.
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Bad Girls
Part III
by Mistress Satana
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Su Lin felt the girl shake as she got off. The combination of the
blonde's orgasm combined with the feeling of the gun in her cunt and
Candy's clit sucking proved to be to much. Grunting and cursing, she came.
Their bodies locked together in lust, and wracked with spasms of
orgasmic delight, the girls collapsed into a shuddering, twitching
tangle of flesh, both left weak and gasping from their orgasms. Metal
glinted against flesh as the pistols were left sheathed in holsters of
hot female flesh.
For long minutes the girls simply laid back, luxuriating in the
afterglow of their erotic encounter.
Su Lin lazily reached out and withdrew her gun from Candy's dripping
snatch. The blonde gasped as the instrument of her orgasm was withdrawn.
She followed suit, eliciting a similar reaction from her lover.
"Oh, baby, that was great. You really cracked me off good." purred Candy.
She wiggled up in the bed until she lay beside her lover.
Su Lin smiled and reached for her purse.
"You really nailed me, too, doll." she said. Su Lin lit two cigarettes
and passed one to Candy.
"I never saw anybody go like you did, when I shoved that piece up you.
You got so wet, I thought you were going to cream before I got it all
the way in."
She held up her pistol. The slide was thickly coated with Candy's
juices. They ran down the gun onto the Asian girl's trigger finger. Su
Lin stuck out her tongue and began to lick the hot woman juice off the gun.
"Mmm. Better than any lollipop." she giggled.
Candy watched entranced. Then she began to clean her pistol off in a
similar manner. She finished by giving a wicked simulation of a blow job
with the pistol substuting for the cock. She smiled at her lover.
"Now I got to show you how to clean 'em. Can't let these girls get rusty."
"You talk about these guns like they were female." Su Lin observed.
Candy thought a minute, taking several puffs on her cigarette.
Letting the smoke out slowly, she said. "Yeah. I guess I do think of
pistols as something female. Most rifles and shotguns are real big and
rough looking, like guys. But a handgun is usually small and delicate,
like a chick. Whenever I think of a long gun, it's in the hands of some
dude. I always imagine a pistol in a woman's hand, though. Maybe it's
because some of them look so much like jewelry, like your twenty five.
Whatever the reason is I seem to see pistols an very fem things. The
image of a girl getting all dressed and done and picking up a rifle just
doesn't make it. But the idea of a fancy doll carrying a pistol seems to
fit. A nice, shiny pistol seems to go with women more than men. Sort of
an accessory, like the right shoes or jewelry. I guess that's how I see
'em, the perfect accessory for a hot chick, nice, nasty, and real fem."
Su Lin touched her gun to Candy's.
"In that case, Miss Colt, meet Miss Browning." she giggled. "Next thing
you know we'll be giving the "ladies" names."
"That's not such a bad idea. But for now Miss Colt and Miss Browning
really dig each other and are going to work great together, right?"
Candy purred.
"Yeah, baby. They're partners. Now why don't you show ma all about
cleaning Miss Colt."
A note of seriousness entered her voice.
"Besides I want to talk to you about a few things."
Su Lin rose from the bed and went into the kitchen.
Candy followed. A look of worry crossed her face. Su Lin sounded funny.
Maybe she was pissed at her or something. Candy had to admit that she
had gotten carried away at the store and had really left the body a
mess. Perhaps Su Lin was mad at her for that and was going to break up
with her.
By the time Candy got to the kitchen Su Lin was already dressed.
Except for the shoulder holster none of the weapons were visible under
her clothing. Despite her trepidations Candy felt an erotic thrill at
the sight of her armed lover. She sat down and brought the cleaning kits.
"I got some for each caliber. They all need different brushes and such."
she said, trying to sound calm.
The difference in their states of dress made her feel more vulnerable
and even more nervous. Su Lin took a swig from the bottle and passed it
to her. Candy took a strong pull. She was afraid she would need it. With
trembling fingers she demonstrated the proper way to strip and clean the
guns. Her nervousness making her commit small errors, which she had to
correct. This did nothing positive for her state of mind. Now she seemed
like a ditz, she thought. Finally she finished. Now came the moment she
dreaded.
"Baby, I've got to talk too you. We've been together a long time and
shared all kinds of experiences."
Su Lin blew out a cloud of smoke. It swirled around her face, making her
appear distant. Candy took another drink, her body tense with worry.
"In the last couple of days things have moved real fast, for both of us.
First we planned to go to the coast so you could break into porn. Then
we decided to finance the trip with a robbery. Actually, it was my idea,
so I'm to blame for that. I planned a heist and took you along. Then,
when I snuffed the broad I dragged you in real deep. Tonight I got you
in deeper. Yes, I know you iced the dude but, since I started the whole
thing, I'm responsible. Now we're talking about going on a cross country
spree of robbery and murder. That's a long way from the simple trip we
originally planned.
If we continue we'll be stepping into the real big leagues. That's not
the sort of thing to be taken lightly. There are a lot of risks, big
risks, involved. We might get caught. Just what we've done up to now
could get us life or the chair. I don't want to see you rot in jail or
fry when they shoot you the juice. Now we can let it go and not do
anything else. I can get rid of the hardware and we can still make the
trip. We can figure out other ways to earn the money to get there. We
don't have to become the new Bonnie and Clyde."
"I blew it, didn't I? I got so fucking carried away that I blew it. You
want to break of our partnership, don't you? I didn't meant to get so
into it. I just saw the blood and went wild. I'm sorry, really I am. But
I can see why you want to break it off. You think I'm nuts and who could
trust a crazy bitch who can't control herself. I know what you mean,
It's just that...that..."
Candy lost her train of thought and began to cry. Sobs wracked her body.
She slumped in the chair, her face in her hands.
Su Lin laid a hand on the blonde's shoulder. Concern filled her voice.
"Oh, no, baby. That's not what I mean at all. I don't want to break up,
not in the slightest."
Candy lifted her face.
"You mean that?"
"Really." continued the Chinese girl, "I don't want to break off with
you, ever. I'm just trying to make sure you know what you're in for. We
don't have to keep up the robberies. There are other ways, you know. I
don't want to see you dragged along just because things moved so fast.
If we stop now no one will ever even suspect us. But, if we keep it up,
we could get caught. You see, I don't want to drag you into something
like this. The only way I want to keep up is if YOU want to. No matter
what you want to do, nothing will change between us. I mean that, from
the bottom of my heart. I don't want you doing anything you don't want
to do. I can handle it either way. But I don't want you involved in
something you'll regret later, okay? Now what do you say?"
Candy sniffled.
"Oh, baby. I was so afraid that this was going to be good-bye. I really
want to be with you, no matter what. But, honest, I am into this robbery
thing. I think it's great. I don't regret a second of it. I loved it
all. Maybe you think I'm sick, but I meant every word I said. I want to
do it all. Maybe I'm too far out for you. I know I'm real kinky and all.
But, what you said makes sense. We've got to be real about this. I don't
know how far you want to go. I guess I am into weirder shit than you
are, but don't worry, I can control myself. I guess you're right. We
should talk this over."
Su Lin lit another cigarette and handed it to Candy.
"Okay. So we talk. You say you're to far out and kinky for me. Well,
that's wrong. Remember who had the idea in the first place. Baby, I'm
kinkier than you ever imagined, and I've got some pretty weird fantasies
of my own. So let's be completely honest and not hold anything back.
We've got to really know what we might be getting into. Now, I've never
been completely honest with you. I always held back on my kinks for fear
that I'd turn you off and, to be honest, some of my kinks are kind of
embarrassing."
She sighed. "Since I started this whole thing, I guess I should go first."
Su Lin paused, puffing on her cigarette to fill the silence.
"Ever since I was a kid I've had this thing for S&M. Whenever I saw a
woman, on the tv or in the movies, getting beat up, raped, or wasted, I
always imagined myself as the one doing it to her.
Sometimes, after a real violent picture, I'd go to my room and
masturbate, imagining myself really busting up some bitch and blowing
her away.
Well, I had the chance at Cindy's and took it. I loved it. It got me so
hot you wouldn't believe it. I've had other fantasies, too.
I dreamed of kidnapping some pretty doll, raping her, then torturing her
to death. I imagined myself busting into somebody's house and gunning
down the whole family, not even robbing them, just blowing them away.
When I heard about the "drive by" shootings in LA, I thought about how
much fun it would be to drive down a street blasting everything in
sight, houses, stores, cars, people, anything. Just driving and pulling
the trigger and, if anybody got croaked, all the better. Doing it just
for the sheer hell of it.
When I was 10 I built a torture chamber for my Barbie dolls. I made
little knives and things to torture them with. I messed up some of the
dolls and painted the busted areas red for blood. I had a Chinese Barbie
I made a leather outfit for and played for hours, imagining I was her
and that was my private dungeon where I could do anything I wanted to
and nobody could ever stop me.
As soon as I could fake my way in, I used to go to the porno shop and
buy all the leather magazines I could get and hide them under my
mattress. I used to work myself off looking at them.
In my fantasies I always see myself all dressed in leather, real done
up, hotter than any dominatrix in the porno magazines, a gun or knife in
my hand and dead bodies at my feet. I've fantasized myself in a dungeon
filled with hot chicks to play with. Hell, I've even fantasized about
snuffing a doll and eating her. Now that's kinky.
You think you're sick just cause you got off playing rough. Well, what
about me. If anyone's a sick bitch, I am."
She seized the bottle from Candy and took a big gulp, steeling herself
for Candy's inevitable shock and horror at her revelations.
Su Lin was caught off guard when the blonde began to giggle. Her giggles
developed into full throated laughter.
Candy laughed so hard she shook. It was a laugh filled with relief and joy.
Su Lin didn't know how to respond to the girl's strange delight. She
said nothing, swigging from the bottle until her friend regained her
composure.
"Oh, darling. I'm not laughing at you." chortled the blonde. "I'm just
so relieved. Here, let me show you something."
She dashed into the bedroom and began rummaging around at the bottom of
a drawer. She returned with several books and a stack of newspaper and
magazine clippings. She handed them to her friend.
"Take a look and you'll see why I'm laughing."
Su Lin poured over the collection. There was a wide range of materials,
paperback porno novels about rape and female domination, several leather
magazines, a book about "Great Sex Crimes of the Century", four volumes
entitled "How to Kill", several illustrated books about war atrocities,
and a stack of articles about woman criminals and murderesses. Candy
handed her a group of photographs that graphically depicted a woman
being beaten and tortured in a bathtub. The walls and tub were bloody.
The woman had gaping slash wounds where a knife had been used to cut
her. Her face and body were a mass of bruises and cigarettes had been
ground out on her breasts. In the last few pictures the woman certainly
appeared dead, dull eyes staring into nothingness. The collection was
extremely gristly.
"I'd hate to tell you how hard to get, and how expensive those photos
were." said Candy. "I'd also hate to admit how many times I've
masturbated looking at them."
She smiled.
"Girl. If you're sick, than I'm as sick as you. Everything you said I've
fantasized, too, and more, to boot. When I was six, I snuffed a dog.
Nobody ever found it, though the neighbors looked for weeks. I put the
body in the trash compacter and crushed it up with the rest of the
garbage. I really dug doing it in. Tonight I got a crack at a person. It
was even better. It really blew my cookies. I've had fantasies you never
dreamed of. There were times I wished I was a guy, just so I had a dick
to rape a chick with, blow my load and slit her throat at the same time.
So you can see, you don't have to worry about me not being able to keep
up, no matter how rough the action gets."
Su Lin looked up from the photographs. The pictures had hit her hard.
There was no question that Candy was as kinky as they come, as kinky as
her. Of all the surprises she had, in the past few days, this was the
biggest, and the most relieving. She was not alone in her twisted
desires, Candy shared her bloodlust.
She smiled at her lover.
"Face it girl, we're two sick, twisted bitches, who were just made for
each other."
"Then it's still on? The whole trip and everything?"
"Bet your sweet ass it is. We're gonna to rape and rob and murder our
way all over the country."
She pulled out her pistol and jacked a round into the chamber.
"Miss Colt and Miss browning and all the other "girls" are gonna get a
real workout."
"I'm with you all the way, doll. We'll run up a score that'll make
fucking Ted Bundy seem like nothing. Bonnie and Clyde will be shit
compared to us. We'll do it all, nothing held back."
"Nothing at all. Let it all out and party it up. It's us against the
world. Two killer bitches on a cross country spree." laughed Su Lin.
"Now let's have a drink and a fuck to seal the deal."
The girls finished the bottle and Candy smashed it in the sink. She
cleared the guns off the table.
"Fuck the bedroom, I'm too horny. Let's screw right here on the table."
she growled.
Su Lin was only too happy to join her.
After a furious session of lesbian sex the pair went to bed, where they
spent the night, still wearing their shoulder holsters, rapturously
locked in each other's arms.
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"That's it, baby. Hold it with both hands. Now keep your legs spread for
balance."
Candy imparted the knowledge she had gained from her books on shooting.
"Hold her firm, but not too hard. She's gonna kick, so be ready. Now
don't jerk the trigger. Give it a nice, steady pull."
Su Lin assumed a wide stance. She gripped her forty five in both hands,
her small hands and long lacquered nails contrasting with the large
pistol's dark wood grips. A slender finger caressed the trigger pulling
it slowly back. Suddenly the pistol roared and bucked in her hands,
spitting its leaden wad into the wall. Su Lin was startled by the sheer
loudness of the shot. The kick of the gun had been much less than she
expected. Where she had feared a violent, uncontrollable recoil, there
had been a strong, but manageable, kick.
"I did it, baby. I hit the fucking target." she bubbled.
On the wall across the room Candy had drawn a circle with her lipstick.
The bright orange circle was almost a foot in diameter. Not exactly
small but adequate for a range of about twenty feet. Inside the circle
was the hole made by Su Lin's bullet.
"Great, baby. You did real fine, especially for a first shot."
Candy felt pride in her friend's accomplishment.
"Now do it some more." she smiled.
Su Lin resumed her stance and slowly fired off seven more rounds.
The gun jerked in her hand with each pull of the trigger, but it didn't
bother her now, rather, it felt good. She had the recoil under control
now. A thrill ran through her with every shot. She loved the warm
feeling that shooting gave her. The impacts blew plaster dust in the air
as they punched through the flimsy walls of the abandoned house. Su Lin
clapped her hands together in glee. All her shots had fallen within the
circle.
"Dynamite, doll. You're a fucking natural. You shoot like you've been
doing it for years."
"Yeah. I still can't believe I hit it every time. This is fun." Su Lin
giggled.
She lifted the gun to her lips and kissed it, her lipstick leaving a
mark on the shiny weapon.
"Sweetheart. You're a beautiful piece." she purred at the gun.
"Damn it. I'm out of bullets."
"Time to reload, lover. You know, we really should get some spare clips.
That way we won't have to reload so often."
"Yeah, and there might be times when eight slugs just aren't enough.
Okay, honey, it's your turn. Let's see you strut your stuff."
Candy had practiced for months, using a toy gun, for this moment.
She positioned herself and took aim at the circle. She quickly triggered
off all fourteen shots. The room was filled with the blast of her gun.
The ejected brass rattled and bounced on the floor. Plaster
disintegrated and dust geysered under the hail of bullets. Candy
breathed a sigh of relief. All her bullets had found their mark.
"Wow! That's some shooting. You're a natural, too."
"Yeah. Not bad the first time out. But that's a big target and not far
away, either." said Candy.
Despite her feigned modesty she swelled with pride at her accomplishment.
"That might be, doll, but, if you pumped that many slugs into a spot
that size on somebody, you'd fucking blow 'em away." Su Lin cooed at her
lover.
"Besides, you said that almost all shootings happen at less than twenty
feet, and that's about the length of this room. So, anyway you cut it,
you get a kill with that performance."
She slapped the freshly loaded magazine into the pistol. Her slender
fingers gripped the slide and pulled it back, jacking a round into the
chamber. Her gun was ready to go.
"Just a minute, babe. I got an idea."
Candy went into the other room and brought back a spindly chair. She
placed it near the wall, facing the crude target.
"Now sit here. I'm sure you're gonna love this."
Su Lin sauntered over to the chair and sat down. As she did Candy knelt
in front of her and shoved the skirt up, baring the Oriental girl's
thighs. Her fingers began to stroke Su Lin's pussy. The sensations
brought on by shooting her gun had excited the Chinese girl and the
erotic sight of Candy blazing away had further inflamed her lust.
"Mmm. You're nice and wet, girl. I figured that shooting would turn you
on, and it did."
Her stroking became more specific as her fingertips caressed Su Lin's
firm clit. The Chinese girl moaned with pleasure.
"Now here's the scene. I'm gonna scarf your box while you just sit back
and enjoy. Then, as you're about to get off, cut loose with Miss Colt.
It should be a real kicky orgasm."
Without waiting for her lover to respond Candy shoved her face in the
girl's wet twat. Su Lin gasped at the suddenness of Candy's action.
Candy's tongue teased, and probed Su Lin's joy hole. She pumped the
tight opening with her tongue, sending shocks of pleasure through the
smaller woman. Her questing mouth found Su Lin's hot clit. She wrapped
her lips around the girl's pleasure button, took it into her mouth, and
began to suck furiously, her pointed tongue lapping the hard nubbin. A
free hand pushed Su Lin's blouse up, exposing her youthful tits perched,
almost naked, on a fancy black shelf bra. She closed her hand, seizing a
generous portion of tit meat. She massaged the girl's small knockers,
catching their nipples between her long nails.
Su Lin groaned and ground her hips against Candy's face. She could
almost feel the Blonde's makeup smearing her crotch. She stared at her
shiny pistol. The mere sight of it in her small hand turned her on. When
she shot it she felt like she did in her fantasies, strong, sexy, and
free. This combined with Candy's wild eating pushed to the edge faster
than she had ever gotten there before. Her hands wavered and her vision
swam as she tried to aim her pistol at the target. Finally she just sat
"fuck it" and pointed the big gun at the wall.
Su Lin trembled on the brink of orgasm. Just a little further and...
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Her scream of orgasm was lost in the roar of her pistol. The gun jumped
in her hand and spat eight wads of lead at the wall. With each shot Su
Lin's lust was pushed higher and higher. It felt like her pistol was
joining in her orgasm, like it was cumming, too. She emptied the
magazine. Laying the warm gun on her lover's back she shot her hand
between her legs and yanked her revolver from its thigh holster. Her
slender finger triggered off the five shots as fast as it could. Intense
pleasure ripped through the Chinese girl, making her body shake in the
heat of her multiple orgasm. Cursing and babbling she yanked up her
blouse and pulled out the two guns there. A gun in each hand, Su Lin cut
loose. No longer even trying to hit the target, she blasted away for the
sheer pleasure of shooting. The guns emptied, she continued to pull
their triggers, totally consumed by her orgasm. Her body shook so
violently that Candy became worried and held onto the spasming girl, for
fear she would fall out of the chair.
As her orgasm passed she was left drifting in the pleasant afterglow,
her small body still twitching from the violent orgasm.
"Are you alright, baby?" asked Candy, her voice filled with concern.
Su Lin could barely speak.
"Wonderful." She moaned. "The best ever."
Candy was relieved. She had been surprised by the violence of the girl's
orgasm. She had seen Su Lin get off hard before, but this went far
beyond any of her previous reactions. She was delighted to have given
her lover such a hot pop, but was still somewhat fearful for the girl's
health. She feared that she might have hurt herself cumming so hard.
Su Lin gasped for breath.
"Jesus Christ, doll. That was really something. It felt like I came a
dozen times. It was so awesome, you've just got to try it."
With trembling hands she handed Candy the guns.
"Reload them for me, will you, love? I gotta make a new target. I fucked
the other one up."
Su Lin was right about that. There was little left of the wall to shoot
at. The circle of a target was almost gone. Huge chunks of plaster had
been blasted from the wall, fallen to the floor and shattered. The rest
of the wall was riddled with bullet holes. A few stray rounds had
stitched the ceiling and floor, as well.
As Candy went to reload the weapons, Su Lin reached into her purse for a
lipstick and, on shaky legs, turned to the wall behind her.
She was no great artist but what she drew was clear enough. A huge pair
of bright pink lips were wrapped around an equally large cock. The Asian
girl detailed the drawing as best she could. As she finished filling in
the lips she turned to her girlfriend.
"How's that? " she said brightly.
Candy looked at the obscene drawing and giggled.
"Beautiful, baby. That's a cool target, if ever there was one."
She walked over to her lover, who was moving the chair across the room.
She held out the freshly loaded guns.
"No, lover. I want you to use 'em, your guns, too. Dump 'em all at the
pretty picture. I want you to have as much fun as I did. Really cut
loose. It's so wild. You're gonna love it."
Candy sat in the chair, hiking up her skirt as well as her top. Su Lin
knelt between her legs.
Wasting no time the Chinese girl shot two fingers into Candy's love hole
as her mouth found the blonde's clit. Her free hand reached under the
girl's blouse, seized a tit, and squeezed it hard.
"Jesus!" shouted Candy.
She was already intensely aroused from all the shooting and sex. Su
Lin's rough action almost immediately slammed her to her peak. Her pussy
twitched around the girl's furiously pumping fingers. Candy started to
get off faster than she had ever done before. Her finger closed around
the forty five's trigger. As her orgasm hit her she squeezed off all
eight shots in rapid succession.
Su Lin slipped her hand out from under the blonde's top, taking the
empty gun and laying it neatly on the floor beside her. This she
continued to do as Candy emptied each piece. All the while she continued
to pump the girl's cunt and suck her clit, sending the blonde into
orgasmic spasms.
Candy's bulging, lust filled eyes stared at her target. It seemed almost
real to her, now. She pumped bullet after bullet into the pornographic
image. The guns roared and brass scattered on the floor, some of the
spent casings bouncing of Su Lin's back and ass.
Candy soared to heights of power and lust she never dreamed of as the
guns bucked and spat in her hands. Su Lin's guns were empty and still
her orgasm continued. She unholstered her Browning and ripped fourteen
shots at the rapidly disintegrating image.
She was no longer Candy, the blonde bimbo, she was death incarnate, her
guns spewing orgasms of blood and death. He pistols were fantastic cocks
spurting out wad after wad of lethal jisim. She was the ultimate woman,
a hell bent demon goddess, her womb belching out, not life, but death.
Her cries of pleasure melded into a single scream of insane lust as her
orgasms mounted, each one hotter than the last until, finally she
collapsed in orgasmic exhaustion.
The wall dissolved under the leaden onslaught. The cock erupted, turning
to dust under the hail of bullets. The lipstick was wiped from the lips
with a tissue of death. The lips burst apart as the leaden load sprayed
them.
Candy choked and babbled incoherently in the aftermath of her shattering
orgasm. Her soft fingers caressed the warm guns that had brought her
such pleasure.
"Baby," she gasped, "we were born for this. Born killers blasting
everything that gets in our way. Just blastin', baby. Knockin' 'em dead.
Kill 'em, baby! Kill 'em all! Kill 'em for me!" she babbled.
Su Lin swelled with pride. She had a real hot bitch for a partner. That
girl was super rad. She had never fully realized it until this moment
but the girl was right, they WERE born killers.
They'd leave a trail of corpses all across the country, as testimony to
their insatiable lust.
The Chinese girl burst into cruel laughter as the realization of just
how evil they were hit her. What a perfect match, she thought. They were
made for each other. A partnership made in hell.
Candy had finally came down enough to talk coherently.
"Oh, darling, that was sensational. You really blew my pussy off. It was
so wild, I can hardly believe it." she purred.
"God, I knew I dug guns, but I didn't think I'd get into them so heavy.
It was so much fun. We've got to do this some more."
"Later, baby, later." giggled Su Lin as she busily set about reloading
their guns.
"Oh, darling, better wipe down each bullet. You saw how these babies
kick out the empties. We should always pick up all the brass anyway,
but, just in case some of it gets away from us, we don't want our
fingerprints on any of it."
"Smart thinking. See, you aren't as dumb as you try to act." smiled Su
Lin, starting the reloading process over again.
This time she wiped each slug clean before slipping them into place.
"We still got some pieces to try out." said Candy walking over to the
battered table where her lover was working.
She picked up a short shotgun with a pistol grip and handed it to Su Lin.
"Here's your belly buster, doll. Let's give it a try."
Candy had gotten up early and labored for almost an hour with hacksaw,
files, and sandpaper. She picked up the result of her efforts, a sawed
off, double barreled shotgun. She inserted two shells and closed the
action.
"I loaded 'em both with double o buckshot, so they'll make a real big
mess when they hit."
Su Lin reholstered her guns and smoothed her clothes back into position
as Candy followed suit. Taking the shotgun she started towards the other
rooms.
"We'd better blast away in there. This room's totalled."
The two girls stood with their backs to the wall.
"Here. Hold it like this."
Candy positioned Su Lin's hands on the grip and fore end.
"Hold tight and get ready, baby. She's gonna buck like mad."
Su Lin braced herself. A lacquered nail caressed the trigger and the gum
boomed in response. It leaped in her hands, but the Asian girl held on,
hand working the slide to jack another shell into the chamber. Looking
at the wall, she was pleased to note the profusion of holes the blast
had produced.
"Fuckin' A." she cried.
"This'll be a real bitch blaster. Party up!" she shouted, as she
triggered off the four remaining shots.
The wall exploded under the deadly hail of leaden pellets. Plaster
powdered and geysered into the air as huge pieces of wall were torn loose.
"Yeah!" cried Su Lin. "This is a real party gun. Get somebody in front
of me when I've got this bitch in my hands and, when I'm done, there
won't be fucking anything left except hamburger."
She struck a sexy pose, knowingly turning her girlfriend on.
"Baby, baby. Knock 'em dead with this."
"Watch this, doll." purred Candy, taking aim at a different all.
She touched off the gun twice, in rapid succession.
Flame shot from the muzzles, as the gun boomed thunderously. A massive
hole appeared, as if by magic, in the wall.
"Good fucking Jesus, baby! You'll blow 'em in half with that lady!"
enthused Su Lin.
She had started to pick up on Candy's habit of referring to their guns
as female.
"Oh, baby. She kicks like a fucking whore, but she makes such a
beautiful mess. I can hardly wait till I get something nice and meaty in
front of me to try her out on."
Candy's eyes shone with lust.
"Yeah. These are real heavy duty girls. No doubt about it."
Su Lin giggled. As she walked to the wall to inspect the damage she had
done, she caught a glimpse of herself in a shard of glass in a broken
window.
"Oh, shit. I'm a mess. I can't go out looking like this. I gotta fix my
face."
"Me, too." Candy said, smiling. "I probably left all my makeup between
your legs."
"Same here. Well, at least our holes are prettied up." Su Lin laughed.
Returning to the former living room, Su Lin reached into her large
purse. She handed Candy a jar of cold cream and a box of tissues.
"Get cleaned up, lover. We've got to get done and out of here. We've got
to meet Rico in about an hour and a half. Don't want to be late."
She began laying out her cosmetics. When Candy had finished with the
cream, Su Lin look the jar and coated her face with the white goo.
Wiping her face clean she started making up. Foundation, powder and
lipstick, mascara, eye shadow, and blush were artfully applied to
produce just the effect the girls desired. Candy paused to watch her
girlfriend. Watching Su Lin get made up always turned her on and, she
suspected, she had a similar effect on the Chinese girl.
Finally finished the girls examined their work in the compacts' mirrors.
Su Lin lost her grip on her compact and it fell to the floor.
"Shit. I busted the mirror." she snarled.
Candy offered her compact to Su Lin.
A sudden inspiration struck the Chinese girl. "Never mind. I got a
mirror right here."
She reached up and pulled out her forty five. She inspected her makeup
job, using the shiny slide of the pistol as a makeshift mirror.
"Oooh, baby. That's so hot. Let me try it."
The blonde drew her gun and followed Su Lin's lead. "Wow! It really
works." she bubbled.
"Now there's a sexy way to apply makeup. A real turn on."
"I'll have to do it for you some time. I know how much you dig watching
me get done up, anyway. This'll really pop your pussy, won't it?" Su Lin
cooed.
"Bet your snatch, doll." giggled Candy.
She set about gathering up all the expended brass that littered the
floor, as well as the empty shotgun shells from Su Lin's gun. She put
them into a bag she had brought with her.
"That's all of 'em." she said. "If we get the right stuff we can even
reload them. Now let's get our asses in gear and make the trade."
The girls drove away from the abandoned house leaving behind them a
message. On the bullet riddled wall Su Lin had used the last of her
lipstick.
Shiny pink letters spelled out " Girls, know what it's like to be really
free. Get a gun and blow the fuckers away."
Accompanying this message there was a crude drawing of a pistol wielding
woman blowing off a man's balls.
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Two hours later the girls returned to the dilapidated building. Giggling
and laughing the left the van.
"Oh, baby, did you catch the look on Rico's face when he got in the van
and saw me holding Miss Browning on him?" The blonde giggled with delight.
"Yeah. I thought he was gonna shit his pants. Hell, he should have
realized that we weren't so stupid to go to a gun deal unarmed. Even
though he wasn't planning to rip us off, it was still better to be
careful. Makes the image that he's dealing with pros, not just a pair of
bimbos."
"Still, it was fun. Baby, we sure got ourselves a deal. These machine
guns seem okay, but we gotta try 'em out. Besides, this should be fun.
You ready?"
Candy cycled the bolt, readying the Uzi for action.
Su Lin followed suit, pumping a cartridge into the gun's chamber.
"This time we wear these." she said, handing Candy a device that looked
like a large pair of headphones.
It was identical to the one Su Lin wore on her head.
"This way we won't hurt our ears. I never knew guns could be so loud. My
ears rang for an hour after we got done shooting."
Candy slipped the hearing protectors on. She could hear Su Lin clearly,
though not loudly.
Each girl carried two machine guns, an Uzi and a MAC. Together they
entered the house. Stepping over the debris their previous shooting had
left, they made their way to a relatively undamaged room.
The girls gave their weapons a final check and braced themselves against
the machine gun's anticipated recoil. Slim fingers caressed the triggers
and the room was filled with the roar of two Uzis blasting away.
The guns writhed and twisted in the girl's hands. The repeated recoil
pushed them back a step. They hung on tightly to the bucking weapons as
they stitched patterns of destruction across the wall. The room was
suddenly silent as the gun's finally clicked on empty chambers.
"Wow! Baby, these whores really rock and roll." bubbled Su Lin.
"What a piece!"
"Yeah, doll. These girls will really rip 'em up good."
Candy was thrilled by the wild sensation she had just experienced. She
was getting hot again. Watching her lover work out with the machine gun
had really gotten to her, almost as much as shooting the gun itself.
"Nobody'll ever take us with these babies." Su Lin chortled, laying her
weapon on the floor and picking up the MAC.
She took off her hearing protector.
"I want to hear how a silenced gun sounds."
She readied the MAC.
Candy followed her lead.
"I'm going to put her on semi-auto and pop off a single."
She pointed her gun at the wall and squeezed the trigger. The gun bucked
more than she had anticipated, as it emitted a sound like a small
firecracker.
"Shit. That doesn't sound like they do on tv." griped Su Lin.
"But, then, tv never showed just how loud a gun is, anyway. They
probably fucked up the silencer sound, too."
"I think you're right." agreed Candy.
"Oh, well. Come on, girl. It's rock and roll time." she cried, gleefully.
She pulled the trigger and the room filled with the sounds of a Chinese
New Year.
Su Lin triggered her gun at the same time. The recoil was so surprising
that it pushed her back several steps. Tottering on spike heels, she
almost lost her balance, catching herself at the last moment. Her gun
stitched a line up the wall and across the ceiling, before it was
finally silent.
"Damn! This bitch kicks like a motherfucker." she snarled.
"Maybe it does, doll. But just think of all the mess you can make with
her. All we got to do is practice." said Candy, cheerfully.
"Let's get back to the van. It's gonna take a while to reload these
girls. I'll do that while you drive. Okay?"
Su Lin smiled and nodded, as she bent to pick up the brass from the floor.
The stereo played as they sped back to town. Candy held the machine gun
clips in her lap and was inserting fresh bullets into them. It was slow
work. They had removed their shoulder holsters and placed them under the
built in bar. It wouldn't do to be spotted wearing them. They still
carried their other pistols in the body rigs.
Su Lin turned to Candy.
"I'm gonna stop off at my place first. I want to pick up my mother's
credit cards and some ID I got there."
"Are you sure about the cards, baby. We don't want her reporting us to
the cops. That would be real bad for us both." Candy sounded worried.
"No problem. The old bag would never turn her daughter in. It would
dishonor the whole family if I got arrested."
"You sure?"
"Sure, I'm sure. She'll be so happy to get rid of her whore daughter,
she'll call it a small price to pay. Besides, they take this honor shit
real serious. It would reflect on them, if they had to admit their
daughter was a thief. So they'll say nothing and pay up.
I'm gonna throw the cards away after we use 'em, and we'll use 'em only
in town. That way they won't have any idea where we're going or what
we're driving. But we'll use 'em up before we get rid of 'em.
Run 'em to the limit and throw 'em away. Gonna get you lots of nice
stuff, baby." Su Lin smiled.
"I'd like to see the old whore's face when she gets our bills. She's
gonna shit her pants."
She laughed at the image.
"Hey, what do you want to do tonight?"
Candy rubbed her crotch.
"Mmm. I'd like a nice, hard dick between my legs."
Suddenly aware that she might have offended her lover she quickly added,
"Not that I don't love to make it with you. It's just that, sometimes,
I...You know." she faltered.
"I can dig that, doll. I'm up for some hot action, too."
Seeing the look of concern on Candy's face, she tried to console the girl.
"Hey, look. We dig each other and love to eat each other out. That
doesn't mean that we can't dig some variety. We both like pussy and we
dig cock, too. Is that so bad? Besides, there are times when a good fuck
can be just the thing. How much action are you up for?"
Candy brightened, reassured that she hadn't offended the Chinese girl.
"Lots of it, baby, lots of it. All that shooting's left me super horny."
"How about we get a whole bunch of guys together and have one hellacious
orgy. Give the old burg something to really talk about. Who cares what
it does to our reputations? Not that our rep is that great, anyway." she
giggled.
"Yeah, baby, that's the ticket. A real orgy. I want lots and lots of cock."
"Oh, baby. You'll get all you want, and more. Just let me work on it a
little."
"Great."
Smiling, Candy turned back to reloading the magazines. She was finished
and the guns hidden away before they reached town.
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Candy sat the heavy box on her kitchen table. "I still can't figure out
how you got this dynamite, doll."
"Easy." replied Su Lin. "I saw it just setting there, so I offered him
one of the thirty twos for it. You said they were lousy guns, so I
figured, what the fuck. I got us something else, too. But I had to blow
him for them. Now hold out your hands and close your eyes."
Candy did as she was told. She felt Su Lin put something hard, cold, and
heavy in each hand.
"Okay. Open your eyes." bubbled Su Lin.
Candy stared at the objects in her hands. She recognized them as hand
grenades.
"WOW! Baby, they're beautiful! Do they work?"
"Remember the bar that got tore up a few weeks ago? Well, these babies
came out of the same bunch that did it. You bet they work."
She opened her purse and showed it to Candy. "I got six of' em. That's
all he'd give me. But, what the hell, that's six more than we had."
She pulled out the grenades and laid them on the table. Four were of the
old type, their covering rough like a pineapple. The other two were of
the round "baseball" type. Su Lin smiled at the blonde.
"A girl can kill a lot of people with these, baby. I got the dynamite
'cause I'm sure we'll figure out something fun to do with it."
"Damn right, lover." said Candy, her eyes glowing with pleasure as she
beheld the deadly items.
"With this stuff we're really gonna be blastin bitches."
She began to giggle uncontrollably.
Su Lin picked up the phone.
"You put that away, while I see what I can get going for tonight."
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After the girls had eaten dinner, they drove to a house in the more
fashionable part of town.
"You know, honey. I feel kind of strange, our special undies back at my
place and all. Even though it's been only a couple of days, I've really
got used to the feeling of carrying those pieces."
Candy was uncomfortable without her new found security.
"I know what you mean, doll. I feel the same way. But I don't think we
want to strip down for an orgy and show off all that hardware. We'd look
a little suspicious. Besides, we each have one of our girls in our bags,
right? So don't worry, the only shooting tonight is gonna be when they
shoot us a load."
The girls gave their makeup a final inspection and left the van.
They strode up the walk and rang the doorbell. A handsome blonde guy,
about seventeen, opened the door.
"It's us!" called Su Lin. "We brought some party favors. I've got the
bourbon and Candy's got the vodka. Let's party!"
Six more guys were in the living room.
All eyes turned to drink in the sight of the two hot girls.
Su Lin was dressed in a tight white leather mini and an equally tight
white sweater. Her hose and heels were white, as was her bra and garter
belt, which everyone would soon see.
Candy was dressed in Karen's black leather dress, with matching hose.
Her undies and hose were bright red.
They were strikingly madeup and both wore heavy jewelry.
Handing the bottles to their host, the pair walked with swaying hips
into the room.
"Hi, guys." said Su Lin. "Are you ready to party down?"
"Yeah!" the boys chorused.
"Jack's parents are away for the weekend and, since he's our host, he
gets to go first."
Su Lin smiled enticingly.
"Well, stud, which one of us is it going to be?" She wiggled her hips.
"Jesus, you girls don't waste any time, do you?" said the surprized youth.
"There are better things to do with time than waste it." cooed Candy.
"Let's get it on!"
Her fingers pulled down her zipper and the dress fell to the floor. She
drank in the lustful looks she was getting.
Su Lin followed suit, pulling off her sweater and stepping out of her
skirt.
The two girls moved their bodies lacheviously, delighting in the crotch
bulges their behavior was causing.
"Come on, baby. Make your choice." purred Su Lin.
She stroked her hands down Candy's body and slipped a finger into the
girl's cunt. She withdrew her finger and held it in front of her face.
Her long, pointed tongue snaked out and licked the digit.
"She's ready to go." she announced.
Candy duplicated her lovers moves.
"She's ready, too." she cooed.
Jack moved toward Su Lin, his hands fumbling with his fly.
Su Lin pulled him close, opened her mouth and gave him a hot, wet French
kiss. She felt his body tremble. She broke the kiss and dropped to her
knees.
Taking his hands away from his zipper, she purred, "Here, honey. Let me
do it."
Her skilled fingers undid his fly. He was definitely wearing underwear,
as his hot rod popped out of his pants without hesitation.
"Oooh. Just look at that." said Su Lin.
Before the startled guy could react she dove on his cock. The Chinese
girl's head bobbed and twisted wildly as she gave him a sensational blow
job. He moaned and shook in lust as the girl worked intensely on his
cock and balls. Lacquered nails fingered his sac, as she used his cock
to fuck her face. She broke off the blow job.
Tilting her face up she asked, "Do you want to fuck or have me suck you
off?"
"Oh, blow me, bitch. Blow me." he managed to choke out.
Su Lin returned to her labors with a vengeance. She let herself go,
putting all her considerable sexual skills into the act. Fingers, hands,
lips, and tongue performed in a sensuous symphony of lust, his throbbing
cock the instrument Su Lin so deftly played. His hips thrust, pumping
his meat into her mouth, where her tongue teased and lapped at it.
He groaned loudly as the sensations filled him. His body shook and his
cock twitched as the girl's skills brought him off.
"Oh Shit, I'm gonna Cum!" he cried.
"Go, honey! Blast off!" encouraged Su Lin, her words muffled and garbled
by the fleshy rod pumping her mouth.
His cock exploded, pumping a massive load into the Chinese girl's mouth.
Hot, sticky jisim sprayed over her tongue. She took the complete load
from his spurting cock. She held his organ between her lips until she
was certain she had drained every drop of the tasty fluid.
Suddenly rising to her feet, she turned to Candy.
"Want to share?" she gurgled, her mouth filled with sperm.
Candy opened her mouth. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, the
blonde's tongue probing Su Lin's oral cavity. They parted just enough to
let everyone get a good look at what they were doing.
Candy's tongue scooped out a wad of cum and transferred it to her mouth.
She crouched, in response to the pressure of Su Lin's hands on her
shoulders.
The Chinese girl positioned her lips above Candy's open mouth. As she
parted her lips thick, white sperm drizzled from her lips into Candy's
waiting mouth. She fed the blonde much of the load before closing her
mouth. Both girls made a show of swallowing the spunk, smiling wickedly
as they did.
The room was silent as the guys sat transfixed at the pornographic
performance. Then it exploded in uproar as the boys shed their clothes
and dived on the nubile girls. The orgy was on!
Su Lin found herself flat on her back, legs spread, and with a thick
cock shoving its way into her hot, juicy joy hole. She heard the guy
grunt as he achieved full entry. The cock pumped her twat furiously,
sending shivers of pleasure up and down her spine.
Another dick dangled before her face. Her hot mouth sucked it in and she
let the guy fuck her face. His balls bounced against her chin with every
stroke of his rod.
Another stud stood watching the action, his hand stroking his meat. Su
Lin reached out and seized his shaft. Her skilled hand jacked his
manhood, gripping it tighter than any pussy could. Su Lin was intensely
turned on. Her twisting, writhing body responded to the erotic action.
Her lust soared. The cock in her mouth effectively gagged her, but she
still managed to glub out words of encouragement to her partners. The
cock in her mouth erupted, nearly choking her with its load. Hot spunk
shot down her throat and into her belly. She drank in every drop and
continued to suck until the dick was removed.
The heat was too much for the dude between her legs. With a final deep
thrust he came, shooting blast after blast of juice into her snatch. She
felt it spray her cunt walls and squish around inside her, stirred by
the guy's pulsating meat. At almost the same time she succeeded in
jacking the third stud off. Thick ropes of white goo sprayed across her
knockers, running down to form a pool between her jugs.
"Yeah! Blast me good, baby!" she cried, as the final dregs of his jisim
filled her hand and trickled down her arm.
"Party time!" she screeched. "Who wants sloppy seconds?"
The invitation was unnecessary. Another cock filled her box. The guy was
so excited he came instantly, sending another hot load into her lusting
cunt. The juicy wad pushed her over the edge. She screamed in orgasm.
Candy was getting double banged, doggy style. She was on her hands and
knees, getting a cock from behind while another filled her mouth. The
guy in the saddle rode her furiously, his balls slapping against her
pubes as he slammed his cock deep inside her. Candy's belly muscles
tightened in pleasure.
Grunting in lustful satisfaction, she deep throated the other stud.
Taking every inch of his hot meat, she reached a hand up and began
shoving his balls in her mouth. She delighted in the groan of lust her
action produced. She gulped and swallowed, her throat muscles jerking
the cock off. Both cocks erupted at the same time, filling both holes
with thick wads of sperm. Candy gurgled with delight at the flood of
lust juice filling her mouth and cunt. As the guys pulled out of her,
Candy giggled.
"That was a nice way to start the night. Kind of slow and easy." she
said, smiling broadly.
Su Lin raised up.
"Yeah. Now that's the way to say "hello" to a girl. Makes her feel like
she's welcome."
The girls rose to their feet, surveying the mass of drained cocks around
them.
"You sure "well cummed" us good." Candy giggled.
Su Lin walked to the table where their host had sat the bottles they
brought.
"Why don't we have a nice drink before round two?" she said, uncaping
the bourbon.
Wrapping her lips around the neck, she tilted her head back and took a
big gulp, before passing the bottle to the nearest guy.
Candy took a huge slug of vodka before passing her bottle around. She
picked up her purse and got out her cigarettes. Extracting two and
placing them between her lips, she lit them. She handed Su Lin the
second smoke. The Chinese doll took it gratefully.
"A good fuck, a good drink, and a good smoke, what more could a girl ask
for?" the blonde giggled.
"More drinks, more smokes, and lots more fucks." shot back a laughing Su
Lin.
Turning to the assemblage of males she said, "Is this all there are, of
you? Shit. We were looking forward to lots of action. Candy and I both
want to pull a train."
Her long fingernails began to stroke her bush.
"We want to get fucked till the cum oozes out of us."
Candy had her compact out and was carefully re-applying her lipstick.
Satisfied, she closed the compact and put it and her lipstick back in
her bag, making sure the purse clasp was closed. She didn't want prying
eyes seeing the lethal implement amidst the usual feminine purse contents.
"Yeah." she purred, "We want lots of cock. Like, gang bang city. We want
guys to cum all over us, too. We want to be sprayed down from head to
toe, really coated good."
She licked her lips in anticipation.
"Right. We want a cum bath like we never had before and seven wads just
aren't enough. So why not invite some of your friends over to join the
party. The more the merrier."
Su Lin gave them a wicked smile. Then, reminded by Candy's actions, she
put on more lipstick, which she looked forward to smearing all over a
hot cock.
"Shit." said one of the youths. "Are you girls hot, or what?"
"Hot and what, stud." quipped Su Lin.
"You'll never met a hotter pair than Candy and me. And you'll never get
your balls drained better than you will tonight."
"Yeah. We're gonna wring 'em dry." bubbled Candy. "We're a fucking wet
dream come to life. We're gonna do things you never even imagined.
You're gonna remember this night for the rest of your lives."
"That's right, baby. We're in the mood to orgy and orgy big. The hotter
and nastier it gets, the better we like it. Now, I meant what I said
about calling your friends. So get on the goddamn phone and get us some
more cock. Then, by the time you pop your nuts again, the second shift
will be here."
She turned to their host.
"How about showing us to the bedroom, while the stud farm calls for
reinforcements. We don't want to ball on the floor all night. Besides, a
bed'll be easier to clean up than a rug, cause, believe me, it's gonna
get real messy, before we're through."
Picking up their clothes and purses, the pair followed Jack to the bedroom.
He showed them to his room.
"Shit. That bed ain't big enough, man. Candy and I want some room. Hell,
there's hardly enough room for one of us to fuck on that. Where's your
folks room?"
Jack hesitated. He hadn't thought they would want to do it there.
Noticing his hesitation, Candy smiled invitingly.
"Come on, honey. You can clean it up after us."
She fixed him with a hot gaze.
"Besides, I want you to fuck me on the same bed where your Daddy screws
your Mommy."
"What?" he gulped, virtually melting under Candy's intent look.
"The idea turns me on. I get off on the thought of you putting it to me
right where your parents bang."
She took his hand and placed it on her moist cunt.
"See. Just thinking about it gets me wet. Maybe I'll even put on some of
Mommy's clothes to fuck in." she purred.
Jack's resolve melted under the blonde's kinky urgings.
The room was much larger than his. A king sized bed was against one
wall. Su Lin bounced on the bed.
"All we need is mirrors to make it perfect." she giggled.
Candy had striped fully and was rummaging in the drawers. She found a
pink baby doll nightie and slipped it on.
Jack tried to protest, but his voice caught.
A strange look came over Candy's face, one Su Lin recognized. She was
getting into some fantasy, again. She smiled in appreciation of her
lover's kinkiness.
The blonde pulled out hose and a garter belt, that she had found in
another drawer. The garments were slightly too big on her, but she
didn't mind. Wiping off her lipstick with a tissue, she picked up a
lipstick laying on the dresser and applied it. The shade wasn't the best
but it was Jack's Mother's. Looks didn't count. It was the effect she
was after. Slipping her feet into a pair of heels from the closet, she
turned to the youth, a gleam in her eye.
"Come to Mommy, Jackie. Mommy's got a special treat for you." She licked
her lips.
Jack stood transfixed by the girl's bizarre actions, his dick limp with
shock. He felt her lead him to the bed.
Candy sat on the edge of the bed, the boy standing in front of her.
Gently she took his limp rod in her hand.
"Oh. Poor little boy. He doesn't have a hard on. Don't worry, Mommy will
fix that."
She wrapped her lips around his organ and began to suck. Her fingers
toyed with his balls as her mouth worked him into rigidity.
"Oh, yes. That's a good boy. Mommy likes to suck her little boy's sweet
cock."
She tilted her head up, looking him straight in the eye as she licked
and sucked his rapidly hardening meat. She worked his cock into erection.
Standing up she cooed, "Give Mommy a kiss."
Her lips met his and her wiggling tongue shot into his mouth, causing
him to moan.
"Now suck Mommy's tits, honey. There isn't milk there now, but it'll
make Mommy feel good."
The youth sucked Candy's boobs with growing enthusiasm, her hard nipple
popping into his mouth. He mauled her breasts with hands and mouth
clumsy from inexperience.
Candy was oblivious to his lack of skill. She had drawn him into a
"forbidden" fantasy and that was all she wanted. She knew, in his mind,
he was pounding his meat into his Mother's loins. Candy didn't care what
kind of psychological damage she might be doing to the boy.
Sadistically, she hoped it would be severe. He might become impotent,
incapable of enjoying sex with any woman. That was fine by her. Perhaps
her behavior might cause him to become twisted enough to become a rapist
or worse. The thought delighted Candy's warped soul. She urged him onto
greater heights of passion and depths of perversion.
"Oh, sonny boy, your cock feels so good. This is what I dream about when
your father fucks me. When you were too small to remember, and when
there was no one to see, I used to take that pretty little cock of
yours, suck it, and dream about the day you'd slip it in me. I used to
put your face in my cunt and let you suck my clit. You made me cum
better than your father ever did. When you had your first wet dream, I
went in and licked the mess you left on the sheets. I got so horny
imagining all that pretty cum shooting out of your cock. I imagined it
filing my mouth, my cunt, and my ass. Whenever you go in the bathroom to
jerk off, I watch through the keyhole. While you pump that beautiful
cock, I play with my pussy. I've always wanted you and now's my dream's
coming true. Slip that big dick right back in the hole you came out of
and fuck the shit out of me. Come on, boy. Fuck your Mother. You've
always wanted to fuck Mommy, haven't you? Haven't you?" she growled.
"Oh, yes, Mommy, yes." the youth moaned, deep in the grip of passion.
"Then fuck Mommy's hole. Fuck it good. Make me forget your father. Fuck
me. Fuck me, like only you can."
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Su Lin listened in astonishment to the twisted, pornographic outpouring
form her lover. She smiled crookedly. That girl was so rad. What a
pervert! She was so proud of her. Realizing that Candy's scene would be
ruined if someone were to come in or overhear the action, she left the
room. Better to entertain the guys downstairs until her girlfriend was
finished.
She lit a cigarette and caught it between her long nails. Her casually
upraised hand leaving a trail of smoke, she descended the stairs, her
hips sensuously swaying. She took a long drag on the cigarette. Su Lin
let the smoke out slowly, its writhing tendrils cascading from her
nostrils and lips. Coming down the stairs, swaying body balanced
precariously on high stiletto heels, the white lace and satin presenting
a lovely contrast against her yellow skin, with a cloud of smoke
wreathing her exotically made up face, Su Lin presented a riveting,
erotic vision.
"You boys save me anything to drink?" she purred, her voice sensually
husky.
As if by magic, a glass appeared in her hand. She drank deep, her
lipstick leaving a bright pink stain on the rim of the glass.
"Mmm, that's nice." she cooed. "Got anything harder? I want to get real
high and ball all night."
The boys hesitated, one making a comment about what he had was hard and
she could have it any time. Finally, one of them admitted to having
brought a small amount of coke.
"Great." she giggled. "Let's do it up."
Finishing her drink, she tossed the empty glass to one of the youths.
The guy with the coke admitted to not having anything to prepare it with.
"Don't worry, honey. Su Lin always travels prepared."
She fingered a barrel shaped silver pendant. When opened, it contained
everything she needed, a spoon, a small razor blade, a small implement
to crush up the drug, and a slim silver straw. She set to work on the
proffered substance.
"When you said you didn't have much, you weren't kidding." she
commented. "But there's enough here to give me a real nice boost."
She arranged the white powder into three neat lines, on the glass topped
table. She stood and, pressing one nostril shut, inserted the straw in
her nose. Su Lin bent over the table, wiggling her hips and providing an
erotic show for the watching youths. With practiced ease, she snorted
the first line. She jerked slightly as the delightful rush hit her. This
stuff wasn't bad.
"Ooh, baby. That felt good."
She bent again and snorted the second line. Her body twitched in pleasure.
"I should leave this line for Candy." she giggled.
"Well, she's not here, and I am. So, fuck the bitch."
The final bits of white powder disappeared up the straw, as she inhaled
the last line.
The power rush hit her, boosting her high to even greater heights. Coke
always made her feel strong, sexy, confident, and in control. She
realized what the feeling was. It was the same rush she experienced when
she had a gun in her hand, just stronger.
Was this how it felt to have a gun and a helpless victim before her, she
wondered. She would have to find out. If it was, she wanted to try it
out. She giggled and swayed as she, clumsily, put her "coke kit" back
together. She put her hand on the shoulder of the boy who had given her
the drug.
Blowing a cloud of smoke in his face, she purred, "That was very nice of
you. I'm gonna show my appreciation in a real personal way."
She clutched his balls.
"I'm gonna let you choose which hole you want to fuck me in, and you can
pop anywhere you want to. Isn't that nice?"
She drew him to her and gave him a deep French kiss, her hot pointed
tongue running around his mouth, probing and caressing his oral cavity.
She ground her body against him, feeling his cock stiffen under her
sensuous writhings.
In the bedroom, Candy continued her carnal pursuits.
"Oh, yeah." she breathed. "You're plugging Mommy's hole real good.
Doesn't it feel nice?"
"Yes." the youth panted.
"Isn't Mommy a good fuck?"
"Oh, yes."
"Then tell me. Tell Mommy what a good lay she is. Tell her how much you
like fucking her. She's better than any of that teenage trash you've
been screwing, isn't she?"
"Oh yes, Momma, yes." gasped the youth.
He was confused and caught up in Candy's twisted fantasy.
"I've never felt this good with anyone before. You're the best."
"That's right, baby. Mommy knows just how to fuck her little boy. She
knows how to make him feel real good, not like those other girls.
They're not worthy of you. They don't deserve your cock. They're garbage
and better off dead, aren't they?"
"Yes, Momma. I love you."
"And I love you, too." Candy facilely lied, while sounding completely
earnest.
"Now I want you to kiss me. Kiss me like you kiss those teenage sluts."
Never missing a stroke, the boy bent his head and began Frenching the
blonde. Their mouths locked in a lustful embrace, tongues twining and
dueling in an erotic tangle that left the lad gasping for breath.
"Mommy likes it, when you kiss her that way. Just like she likes the way
you suck her tits. And she absolutely adores the way you fuck her. Your
cock makes her pussy feel so good. Pump it nice and be Mommy's little
stud. I want you to fuck me all the time. Mommy likes all kind of hot
games, too. Sometime, when we're all alone, I'd like my little stud to
surprise me. Grab me, tear my dress off, throw me down and put it to me.
Kiss me hot and wild, suck my tits, really show me a hot time. I might
struggle and protest, and pretend I don't want it, but that's just to
make things more fun. I want you to be real aggressive. We'll pretend
that you're raping me, but I'll be loving every second of it. Screw me
good and hard. Shoot me a big load, and prove you're Mommy's big, hot
stud. Take me and show me you're a real man."
Candy breathed her words into the boy's ear, feeling a thrill at
planting the seed of twisted passion. She was filled with delight at the
depths of depravity to which she had dragged the moaning, thrusting youth.
"Tell Mommy how hot and passionate she is. Tell her how much you love to
fuck her. She wants to hear you say the words, those dirty, filthy
words. Let her know how much you want her and what you want to do with
her. All of it turns Mommy on. Come on, baby. Talk to Mommy. Say all the
things she wants to hear."
Prodded by Candy's encouragement, and trapped in the incestuous fantasy,
the boy began to spill out a pornographic litany of lust.
"Oh, yes. You're the best fuck I ever had. I've always wanted to do
this. Many nights I've heard you and Dad getting it on while I
masturbated, thinking of you. Oh, Mommy, your cunt feels so good. I
don't ever want to stop fucking you. I used to dream of you fucking and
sucking me. Sometimes, when I was all alone in the house, I would come
into your bedroom and feel your underwear and look at your clothes and
makeup while I masturbated."
"I know, darling. I used to find my things arranged different that when
I left, and I knew what you were doing. I always wanted to tell you how
much what you were doing turned me on. Those nights, when your father
would screw me, I'd lay back and imagine it was you. The only way I
could bear his touch was to imagine you in his place. Oh, God. How I've
longed for your cock. You really make me feel like a complete woman. My
cunt's hungry for your nice, big dick. I can't bear the thought of
losing it. I want to feel your cum spurting deep inside me. Fill my
womb, darling. Knock Mommy up. You'll make her so happy. All Mommy wants
to do is fuck her baby boy. Mommy wants every drop of your cum. Give it
to me. Give it all to me." purred the blonde.
Candy was fast approaching orgasm as she wallowed in the depraved
delights of her pseudo-incestuous coupling.
"Talk dirty to Mommy. Let her know you like fucking her. Tell her how
good she is. Tell her how you want only her and not those harlots you've
been fucking. Tell it all to Mommy. Say all those dirty things you've
longed to say to her. And keep calling me Mommy while you say them."
"Oh, yes Mommy, I will. Your cunt is so tight, and your breasts are so
big, I just love them. I want to suck those big tities of yours, and eat
your pussy till you cum. I want to feel my cock in your mouth while you
suck me off, like you did when I was a baby."
Candy caught her breath. One of the ideas she had planted had borne
fruit. He imagined his mother really had sucked him off, as a child.
What a turn on! She felt powerful, totally in control. She had really
gotten to the asshole. This was going to fuck him up real good, far
better than she had dared hope. This was where it was at, to be able to
screw up people and wreck their lives with her sexual allure. Now that
took a real woman. Her dark soul swelled with pride. She reveled in the
destruction she could cause.
It didn't matter whether she used her body or a gun, if they were dead
or fucked up for life, it was the destruction she wrought was all that
counted. She was screwing this kid up good. His sex life and emotions
would be forever scared by this single encounter. She felt an
overwhelming sense of power and sadistic pleasure.
"Mommy, Mommy. I don't ever want to fuck any other girl. All I want is
you. You're the best. I'll be your stud forever. I'll play your games,
whenever you want. When I jack off, I'll know you're watching and I'll
cum even better. I'll turn you on good. I'm gonna come in here and jack
off a lot. I just can't wait till we fuck again. I'll eat your pussy for
hours before I shove my cock into you. I'll make you cum all the time,
Mommy. honest I will."
"Tell Mommy about all those sluts. Are you ever going to fuck them again?"
"No, mommy. Never. I'll never fuck any other girl, except you."
"Good boy. That's what Mommy wants to hear. If you ever fuck any of
them, they shouldn't be allowed to live. Mommy hates those no good
whores. She wishes they were dead. You'll kill those sluts won't you?
Kill them for Mommy. Promise me that." Candy cooed at the impressionable
youth.
"Yes, mommy, yes. I'll do whatever you want. I'll kill them all for you.
Just, please, don't ever stop loving me."
She had hit the jackpot with this boy, Candy thought. Cruel, depraved
lust filled her as she urged him on.
"Come on, honey. Shoot Mommy your nice big load. Cum for Mommy. Fill her
up and make her feel real good." she purred.
"Talk dirty to Mommy, baby. Talk real dirty and make Mommy cum."
"Oh, yes. Oh, yes. I'm going to cum in you, Mommy. Cum right inside you.
I'm gonna shoot big. Oh, mommy, I love you. You fuck so good. You're
hot. So hot. Oh, God, you're the greatest. I've never fucked anybody as
hot as you."
His body stiffened and he began to shake.
"Oh, Mommy! Oh, Mommy! I'm gonna cum!"
"That's it. That's just what Mommy wants. Fill her up with your cum.
Give her what she's always wanted. What she's longed for. Give Mommy
your cum. Give her every drop of your cum. Shoot it deep inside her
pussy. Cum good and make Mommy proud of her little boy."
Candy was right at the edge of her orgasm, too.
"Oh, God, I'm Cumming! Mommy, I'm cumming!" the boy cried, as his
throbbing cock sprayed out his load.
"Oh, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! "he cried, the waves of lust washing over him.
His cock spurted and spurted, and still his orgasm rose.
"MOMMY!" he cried, as his lust peaked and he collapsed, exhausted
against his "mother's" writhing body.
Candy felt the boy's cock twitch and spasm as wave after wave of hot
juice poured out from it. The stream sprayed her cunt and sent her into
the throes of orgasm. She writhed and moaned in sheer hellish pleasure
as she came. She had really done it this time. What a ball!
She put her lips to the boy's ear.
With a twisted smile she purred, "Oh, baby. You really fucked your Mommy
good. She loved it. You're a real man, not like your Father. Mommy's
always wanted her sonny boy's cock shoved deep in her hole. Believe me,
baby. No matter what Mommy ever says or does, remember that she wants
you. She's always wanted you. She dreams of your cock and lives for the
day she can have it again." she purred, her voice having a near hypnotic
effect on the confused lad. "So bang the living shit out of Mommy, even
if she struggles and complains, that's what she really wants. Remember
that."
Carefully, Candy slipped out from beneath the exhausted youth.
Carelessly throwing the garments back in the drawer and wiping the
lipstick from her mouth, she got dressed in her own lingerie and re-
applied her own lipstick. She picked up her purse, and Su Lin's as well.
It wouldn't do for somebody to look through their unattended bags.
Blowing a kiss to the prostrate boy, she quietly left the room.
Downstairs, Su Lin, flying high on coke, was having a hot time herself.
The passionate kissing had fueled their fires of lust. The boy was
hesitating, not knowing what he wanted to do. His hesitation enraged Su
Lin, her hot temper made even more hair-triggered by the coke.
"Goddamn it, motherfucker, I want some action! I want to fuck! I gave
you a choice. Now choose a goddamn hole and fuck me!" she snarled.
"Do it, or I won't fuck you the rest of the night. You can just go home,
cause I won't let Candy ball you, either. Now, put up or get out!"
The youth was startled by her vehemence. He had been considering her
ass, but, in view of her demands for quick action he shoved in the first
hole available, her cunt.
"That's better. Now fuck the shit out of me. I want it hard and fast."
the Oriental girl growled, overcome by lust.
The boy pumped his thick rod into her tight hole, his thrusts eliciting
cries of pleasure from the girl.
Su Lin was so high that she didn't bother to even try to control the
volume of her shrieks. She was, normally, a loud vocal sex partner, but,
as high as she was now, she was ear splitting.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, almost incoherent.
"Fuck me hard! Rape me, goddamn it! Blast it in!" she howled.
Her cunt twitched as she started to cum.
"I'M CUMING! I'M CUMING." the Chinese girl screamed as her orgasm tore
through her.
She was too much for the lad. He couldn't hold back, He slammed home
with a final thrust. He popped his nuts hard, blasting his wad deep into
the screaming girl's cunt. He shook and moaned in lust.
The two collapsed in a sweating, writhing tangle of flesh.
Su Lin's brain felt like it was on fire. She had never been this turned
on before. She wanted more and she wanted it now. Pushing the exhausted
boy off her, she spread her legs in lewd invitation.
"I want to pull a train. I'll take you all on, one after another.
Haven't you studs ever wanted to gang bang a hot bitch? Now's your
chance. My hole's open for business, and I want your cocks in it. Come
on, guys, fuck me. See if you're men enough to fill me up." she snarled,
deep in the grip of passion.
Once the initial shock of her challenge had worn off, the boys responded
vigorously.
The nearest guy mounted her, cramming his cock into the girl's slippery
hole.
Su Lin reached out and grabbed his ass, pulling him to her. Her nails
dug in as she yanked him into her. She screamed in lust and pumped her
hips against him. Her hips snapped and ground against him with wild
abandon. She was filled with a hellish lust that couldn't be satisfied
by just one man. Her pulsing cunt muscles, of which she was justifiably
proud, brought him to a rapid climax.
As soon as he had spent his seed, he pulled out, only to be replaced
immediately.
Su Lin repeated her heated performance. She writhed in pleasure, as foul
torrents of obscenities poured from her lips.
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