More Than She Expected

With the touch of their lips, Chastity went into a full swoon. Although Pandora pressed firmly, her lips were soft and warm. The taste of the wine lingering in her mouth was intoxicating. A strong animal magnetism from Pandora melted any remaining inhibitions and Chastity reveled in the moment.

Pandora was excited by the ease of the seduction. It charged her powerful proclivity for dominance and pleasure derived from public displays of sexual contact. While not in the center of the crowd, they were plainly visible to all. Deciding to press the advantage and determine the full extent of Chastity's tolerance for exhibitionism, Pandora moved her hand from Chastity's neck to her breast.

The squeeze of her breast was a rapid acceleration of what Chastity knew was leading inevitably to the coupling she'd been seeking since arrival. She leaned into Pandora's massaging palm to signal her willingness. Although her alcohol besotted mind was functioning slowly, her inherent modesty was still operating. She plotted how they could move to one of Mariah's upstairs bedrooms to consummate their lust.

Gently stroking the fleshy tit through the soft pink material, Pandora pressed her tongue against Chastity's teeth and into the warmth of her mouth. Her long tongue probed and thrust in sensual pleasure and elicited a similar response.

Chastity dropped a hand to Pandora's knee and began to play with her warm skin and the material of her fishnet stocking. Increasingly lost in the turn-on of Pandora's manipulation of her boobs and the French-kissing, she shut her eyes in carnal pleasure and parted her wet pink lips to facilitate Pandora's entry.

Stimulated by the contact and Chastity's response, Pandora slipped her fingers inside the tube top and squeezed the hard nipple.

This elicited an audible gasp from Chastity. Her body tingled and her loins began to moisten.

In a quick movement, Pandora bent her fingers and pulled the material of Chastity's top down to reveal her entire left breast.

Even in her addled state, Chastity was startled. She was flustered because they were beginning to attract attention. But, she was also aroused by the thrill of the touch and giddy from the public exposure. She brought her hand to her chest and tried to cover her breast.

Pandora resisted and worked her nipple with greater vigor. "I thought you wanted wild, my hungry little hooker?"

The hormones and booze made it hard to think straight. Chastity's raging desire knew exactly what it wanted. That was to ravish and be ravished by this magnificent creature. Right here, right now. But, some scintilla of discretion reminded her that while she was dressed like a prostitute, some portion of her audience were her friends and business associates. "I do want wild," she whispered, "but I think we'd be more uninhibited in a bedroom."

With a deep and throaty laugh, Pandora said, "Wild and uninhibited doesn't mean behind closed doors." And before Chastity could reply, she added, "Come dance with me. I'll teach you uninhibited."

Pandora stood and with a strong pull lifted Chastity to her feet. Chastity took advantage of the movement to re-cover her exposed flesh. With Pandora in charge, they walked from the semi-darkness to the better lit portion of the patio where several couples were dancing to a song with a strong drum beat.

In a rapid movement, Pandora pulled Chastity close, gave her a kiss and spun her away so their arms and legs were spread. The move caused Chastity's breasts to bounce lasciviously and Pandora's dress to swirl. After a brief pause, Pandora pulled her close and began to dance fluidly across the patio.

In the best of situations, Chastity was an average dancer. In her current condition, she could only hold on and follow Pandora's strong and expert lead. The spinning whirl added to her dizziness and disorientation. It also created a fantasy-like, romantic patina to their connection. Chastity entered a dreamlike and docile state of pleasant submission to her body's concupiscence and Pandora's fervid dominance.

The dancing, with the sensual intermingling of their skirts and hair and skin and bodies, energized Pandora. The provocatively dressed, malleable and wantonly sluttish girl pushed Pandora from a smolder to a boil. Her hands caressed Chastity's hot flesh and squeezed her derriere.

Pandora simultaneously leaned Chastity backward and with a hand lifted her leg at the knee forcing her off balance. Chastity had to wrap her arms behind Pandora's neck and hooked her ankle behind her waist to keep from falling. The position revealed the full length of her shapely thigh and flashed her red lingerie for the enjoyment of the many who were now staring openly at their risqué display.

Before returning her to her feet, Pandora moved fingers slowly and deliberately along the inside of Chastity's thigh and raked her red nails across the front of her panties.

Chastity exhaled an intense and libidinous moan. When her muscles clinched, her hands grasped Pandora's hair and pushed the sequined horns forward into a rakish and aggressive position. Her senses were afire and her panties were damp as juices began to seep from her body. She gave up all thought of making it to the bedroom and realized that she might climax just from their amorous fondling.

Back on their feet, they did two twirls and approached the glass wall of the house. Stopping, Pandora stared into Chastity with burning eyes. Without breaking the prurient gaze, she grabbed both of Chastity's breasts and once again pulled down her top.

This time Chastity gave no resistance, but simply waited for the next move. When Pandora ducked forward and flicked her tongue against Chastity's pebble hard nipple, her back arched and her knees bent in joyful acquiescence. Pandora continued by switching between licking and sucking and moving between breasts. Chastity closed her eyes, swayed her hips to the music and enjoyed the assault. Her hands caressed Pandora's shoulders and back and petted her ears and hair.

Chastity's eyes fluttered open when Pandora's hand lifted the front of her skirt.

Pandora raised her head and with two fingers touched Chastity's swollen vagina. Slowly, she traced her moist and silken lips through the opening in the trashy panties. The electricity coursing through Chastity's body caused an involuntary shudder. It continued as Pandora brought the fingers to her mouth and sucked them deep inside with a satisfied smile. "I told you the devil loved the taste of cherries."

Chastity had never been this infatuated and rarely this aroused. Oblivious to the location and the audience, she succumbed completely to the sinful temptation. Kissing Pandora, she mumbled, "Take me now, take me over the edge."

Snuggling her nose into Chastity's hair, Pandora's tongue touched her ear and exhaled, "At your wish, my dear." Leaning into Chastity with her shoulders, she pinned her against the glass wall. In a quick movement, Pandora hiked her skirt, hooked her red nylon and lace boy short panties and wiggled out of them.

Against the wall, Chastity could feel all eyes upon them from the patio and inside the house. What had been an excessive display of affection had evolved into a full blown sex show for the voyeuristic enjoyment of the revelers. Chastity didn't care. In fact, it added to her pleasure. She was lost in the steam and fog of orgiastic emotion and was looking forward with anticipation to the final act. Her only thoughts were of rubbing her dripping pussy hard against Pandora's until they climaxed in each other's arms.

Now pantyless, Pandora reached into purse and removed something. Bending forward, she reached under her skirt, gave a shake of her hips and a push of her hand. Then dropping her skirt, she resumed their feverish kissing.

Chastity felt long fingers and surprisingly strong hands squeeze her buttocks and lift her hips from the wall and toward Pandora's. Something hard pressed against her crotch applying wonderful pressure. They began to gyrate and grind increasing the sexual delight.

Staring into Chastity's eyes with a wicked lust, Pandora began to thrust her pelvis more violently. The soft and tactile fabric of their skirts acted as an additional erotic stimulant.

Chastity matched the thrusts and again felt the strange pressure. It almost felt like a penis. With her mind already spinning and her body on auto-pilot, she couldn't process this unexpected information. Before she could think, Pandora reached down, raised the front of both of their skirts and pressed their groins together.

Now there was no doubt. The tip of a penis was pressing on her vagina and rubbing against her hard and very sensitive clitoris. Confused, her eyes went wide.

Pandora's mouth broke into a devilish grin. With the next thrust, her penis shaped dildo penetrated Chastity.

She let out a short, high pitched squeak and lifted up on her toes. There was a noticeable gasp from the audience who were transfixed. Even for Mariah's parties, this was way beyond the norm. Disoriented, Chastity wiggled her hips in an attempt to remove herself from the hard rubber shaft. It only served to increase the stimulation on her clitoris. Chastity ejaculated a short squeal, "What..., what's that?"

With a diabolical laugh, Pandora answered, "That's my Little Devil."

While Chastity struggled weakly, Pandora held their bodies tightly together. She kept the full length of her faux penis in Chastity's tight and hot tunnel. While completely aroused, Pandora was jolted even higher by Chastity's surprise. She thought there was a possibility Mariah had revealed Pandora's affinity for sex toys and that Chastity had desired a kinky adventure. Her startled reaction was an additional erotic plus.

When Chastity stopped her attempt to uncouple, Pandora withdrew and began a slow rhythmic assault.

Chastity's body responded in kind. In a voice that was perplexed and questioning, she stammered between lunges, "Are you...a...lesbian...or...?"

Not slowing the shove of her hips, Pandora replied breathlessly, "I'm...whatever...you...want...love."

As the pace of their fucking increased, Chastity almost lost her balance. Pandora maneuvered her backwards so she was propped against the glass wall again. On the other side, people had crowded close to get an intimate view of the bizarre copulation. The licentious action was affecting their libidos. Several people were furtively masturbating. Others were starting some not so furtive mutual groping. However, Pandora and Chastity were the main event.

The realization of her situation played out like a slow motion movie in Chastity's mind. 'I'm being fucked. By a girl. Or, a girl playing a guy. While dancing. With everyone watching.' She had misread the earlier signals and clues. Despite her prior assertions of complete willingness for promiscuous action, this was beyond any previous experience, or anything she'd conceived. The thought flashed through her mind, and she whispered it aloud, "Oh my god, I am a whore."

"Yes, you are." came Pandora's grateful reply.

Chastity was completely embarrassed. But that was secondary to her building and incipient rapture. However she'd gotten here, her craving was now irresistible. Her exposed boobs rubbing against Pandora's breasts and the silky material of her blouse were on fire. Her back banging against the wall increased the pressure when their groins collided. The smell of their intermingled perfumes now mixed with the earthy aroma of pheromones and fluids. She was overcome and mesmerized.

Pandora's face was turning red from passion and exertion. Her hair was rocking to their beat. She bit her lip as she approached climax.

Chastity gave in to her ardor. She was in a state of animal heat. Her universe narrowed to their grinding organs. Oblivious, to the watchers, Chastity screamed out, "OHHHHHHH, FUCK ME HARD!"

Dropping her arms to Pandora's hips for support, Chastity direct the succubus' movement to maximize the contact with her buzzing clitoris. In a last flail of heaves and shoves that threatened the glass, Chastity came in a torrent of grunts and spasms.

With a final hard pierce that impaled Chastity's quaking body against the wall, Pandora arched her back and stiffened. The two-ended penis convulsed in time with the pulsing of Pandora's vagina.

They stood frozen in their statuesque copulation for long seconds while the ecstasy flowed through their exhausted bodies. Pandora's head lolled forward onto Chastity's shoulder. Chastity laid her head on top of Pandora's and her hands rested lightly on the naked curve of her behind. They both had their eyes closed and struggled to catch their breaths.

The crowd of observers had gone silent as the two short-skirted dancers had approached and reached their crashing climax. Now Mariah set down her drink and started to applaud. Others looked at her and joined in. Soon the patio was a crescendo of claps, whistles, catcalls and lewd, but appreciative, comments.

The noise seemed to revive the still joined lovers. Pandora lifted her head and gave Chastity a quick peck on the lips. She withdrew the moisture soaked dildo from Chastity. With a satisfying slurp, she pulled it from her own vagina, wiped it with a napkin and returned it to its velvet pouch. After cleaning her fingers, she ran them through her hair and repositioned her horns.

Chastity was still slumped against the glass and slowly regaining some part of her senses. Looking into her eyes with an expression that mixed sweetness and mischief, Pandora said, "That my, wild little prostitute, is what 'uninhibited' means."

With an almost gentlemanly gesture, Pandora lifted Chastity's tube top and concealed her breasts. Then, she helped lower her to the ground to finish her recovery. She sat against the window with her legs splayed.

Completely spent, Chastity could only limply enjoy the pleasant afterglow of her orgasm. As she stared at Pandora, she couldn't believe how startlingly feminine and sexy she looked despite their odd copulation.

Pandora bent to pick up her red panties. She daintily pulled them up and snapped them into place. She smoothed her skirt and turned to leave. Then, she paused as if remembering something.

Turning back to Chastity, Pandora reached into her purse and extracted a ten dollar bill. She folded the bill and stuck it in Chastity's tube top just below the gold "For Sale" sign hanging on her necklace. "Best money I ever spent on a hooker."

Throwing her shoulders back, Pandora announced to the crowd, "Pandora needs champagne." She strutted toward the bar as if nothing more had happened than the most routine business transaction.

Having been paid, Chastity realized that her prostitute outfit was no longer just a costume. She was a whore; and a cheap one at that.

It made her feel like a slut. It made her feel liberated. It made her feel excited.