The Pleasure Principle

Chapter one: The Whispering Voice.

Liz was getting ready to go out with a friend. Her husband was gone for the weekend to some firefighter convention, which left Liz all alone. She made plans with her best friend Cherri to go have some fun at a local bar. It was something normally Liz did not get to do much when her husband was home. She called her friend to make sure they were still meeting and then once confirmed she continued getting ready.

She took her shower and got dressed up. Dressing up was not something Liz did very often but liked it when she did. Picking her nice black jeans, her white beaded top to wear, and her mini cowboy boots that complimented the outfit to wear Liz felt ready for anything. Once she had everything on she made up her face with earthen colors. Her hazel eyes were now more pronounced and easily seen. Her lips became more full as her lips were done in a plum color lipstick. Liz after applying the makeup looked at herself happily and went to go lock everything up before going out the door.

She planned to meet Cherri at The Tavern house, local bar that had live music and karaoke on the weekends. It was seven o'clock when Liz got there. The place was not as busy as some other nights she had been there. She was actually relieved that the crowd was not here yet. It was just early enough to get a good table and something to eat before the madhouse arrived. When the waitress came she ordered some chicken fingers and a coke. Liz did not drink nor smoke which in these kinds of places was out of place. At least she felt like that.

The waitress left and came back with her coke. She smiled at the waitress and paid for it then instead of running up a tab. When Cherri got there then she would. Sipping her coke she looked around at those inside. A few regulars she knows that come there all the time and practically live there. There were a few new faces too. She shifted in her chair when she saw this one woman up at the bar. Not able to see the woman's face clearly Liz just got a glimpse of what beauty she was. The woman was dressed a bit more stylish and classy for a place like this. Liz had to wonder if she was new in town.

This woman was not from around here that was for sure. Liz had never seen her before and she knew almost everyone here. She could not help but stare. Sipping more of her drink she tried to not look at her. It was not only rude but she did not want her to think Liz a lesbian. Her eyes darted around trying hard not to focus on the woman at the bar. Her eyes always went back to her. It was hard not to notice her, as Liz felt drawn to the stranger. So far the woman had not noticed and Liz was relieved.

The waitress came back to her table with the chicken fingers and put them on the table. Liz smiled and was glad she had the interruption. It helped to break her gaze and focus on something else other than the stranger. She began to eat and dip the fingers in the ranch sauce. They were fresh, tender, and hot. She did not realize just how hungry she was till she started on them. For the moment her attention was distracted. After eating a couple fingers she pushed the basket aside.

Time passed she Liz was getting nervous now not seeing Cherri yet. It was now eight and the place was starting to fill up and get busy. It was unusual for her friend not to be there by or before eight. Liz was starting to get worried. So much so that she went to go call her using the pay phone by the bar. Liz got up and went to the bar to ask the bartender for the phone. The bartender went to get the phone and placed it on the bar. Liz brushed passed the woman she had noticed earlier to reach the phone. Something in the air made her pause as she went for the phone.

There was a moment where time slowed down and Liz became distracted. She could smell something sweet and intoxicating. Her mind got fuzzy for a second and she felt dizzy. She held herself up by the back of a nearby chair. She felt lightheaded and distant. The woman said nothing but Liz swore she heard a whisper. "Cum". She felt her body tingle with the one word. Her whole body seemed to electrify and she felt goose bumps and pleasure through her body in that one second. Regaining her balance Liz decided to pass on the call and go to the bathroom.

Liz washed her face with cold water and patted it dry. Forgotten was her friend for the moment and lingering was the strange perfume from the stranger. Stepping into a stall she sat down and tried to figure out what had just happened. Her faced flushed and her body hot, Liz felt she could have passed out. Her mind coming to her again and the feelings of pleasure and other sensations faded into a memory. Just when she was calming down she heard someone enter and a click of a lock. Before she could think or react she felt the air still again and her breath become rapid.

The click of heels hit the tile as they moved from the door to the middle of the bathroom. The echo broke Liz's concentration and she knew that the woman was there. She was afraid to speak or even breath. Her nose smelled the waif of the perfume again and she became distracted again. The voice echoed in her mind. "Cum". Liz felt the pleasure hit her again and this time had no fear of falling or losing her balance. She found herself moving her hands to fondle herself as she sat there hiding. She had one hand rubbing over her jeans while the other massaged her breasts with the beads of the shirt. One thought gently occupied her mind and encompassed her being as she sat there fondling her body. Whimpers could be heard coming from her lips, as she felt frustrated not being able to get to the source. Wildly her hands worked to please the itch of desire burning through her.

The woman felt Liz's fever to quench the desire and smiled. She leaned into the door and spoke. Liz heard a whisper of song as she played behind the door. "Do you wish to feel true pleasure? Do you wish release?" The whisper beckoned Liz to feel the pleasure and to work harder to achieve it. Liz did just that. Her moans started to come as she felt her body more alive and craving touch. Her hand fever pitched tried to get at the tingles and scratch the itch of desire burning brighter by the second. She nodded and then moans a yes to the questions presented her. The woman smiled again and if by magic opened the unlocked stall Liz was in.

Liz sat there, spell bound by her own passing as the women entered the stall. Bending down she picked up Liz and helped her stand. The added touch from the woman only drove Liz to want and need more relief. The woman unbuttoned her blouse and undid her jeans for Liz. Her hands along with Liz's own went to the bare skin spots on her body. Caressing and rubbing to get at the itch that just seemed to grow. The woman turned Liz around so she was facing away from her and her back was pressing into the woman. Like a dance the two women caressed and fondled Liz's aching body.

Instinctively Liz began to push towards the body supporting her. Her hips began to rock into the front of the woman's. Her head began to lie back onto the shoulder. Her arms roamed her own body still trying to get at the pleasure she was feeling. The woman smiled knowing that Liz was snared and she would have a bit of fun with her now. In the voice that seems to drive Liz, the woman whispered in her ear. "Cum and let go my dear."

The words melted as they reach her ear and Liz moaned. Her will was fading and her desire only grew stronger. Something was going on and it was somehow wrong and yet somehow so right. Liz opened up her legs and took her hands to undo her jeans and slide them off her. Her panties were wet with excitement and want. She shivered as she felt her hands and then one of the lady's hands start to caress her. It was like music to her body. All her worries and troubles faded with each feeling of pleasure. It was bringing her peace and joy she had never known.

Just as she did with her pant, Liz undid her shirt with the help of the woman. Another strange hand came to start to fondle her breasts. Liz melted more into the woman and almost dropped to her knees at the amount of pleasure she was feeling. This pleased the stranger who held Liz in her grasp. Moans and sighs fell like music on the woman's hears. "Do you want release Liz? Do you wish to always feel this good and have no worries to call your own?" She asked as she teased Liz's body even more.

Liz whimpered in reply as her body was being assaulted by the mounting pleasures. He voice shaky as she tried to speak, "Yessss. The woman wrapped her arms around Liz and held her tightly to her as if Liz was a fragile doll. "Then come with me and let me show you the world you have been missing. You want to CUM with me don't you Liz?"

Liz with her mind occupied did not notice the woman calling her by name nor did she realize that she had forgotten about meeting her friend and their night out. All Liz cared about was the pleasure now and would do anything to ride it all the way to the end. She continued to play and fondle herself. Her fingers now buried deep in her vagina making love to herself, while the other hand wildly pinching and rolling her nipples. Sex with her husband never felt this good. Time was now nonexistent for Liz as her whole world enveloped her and collapsed onto it self. Only the pleasure remained and her need for it.

The woman gently laid Liz down to continue to enjoy herself while she tied up loose ends. Unlocking the door and going back into the bar, She scans the room and watched for signs of suspicion or concern at Liz's absence. She walked over to where Liz sat and saw the half eaten chicken fingers still there. She just smiled and walked away. She glided away and as she did so a sweet perfume filled the air. The patrons stopped for a second what they were doing and stared into space. Smiling the woman erased any memory of Liz being here and then went to go back to get her prize. No one ever knew she or the strange woman existed and went back to what they were doing as if nothing had happened.

Back in the bathroom, Liz was happily and dreamily playing with herself waiting for the woman to return and bring her bliss. As the woman approached Liz she heard the whisper, "CUM to me my dear." and pushed harder with her fingers deep inside her. The waves of deep and pure pleasure started to rack her body. She moved jerking around on the floor feeding the pleasure and getting more from it. The woman knelt down beside Liz and smiled wickedly knowing her prey was now forever hers. "Cum my pet and feel the pleasure always." Liz convulsed with pleasure and her eyes rolled back in her head as she orgasm over and over again. Liz nearly passed out from her pleasure, could barely stand. The woman helped her to her feet and walked Liz out the back door disappearing into the night.