Insatiable an Appetite

The raw smell of Cassie was intoxicating. Jennifer breathed it in, and wondered how she had ever thought she could live without this. Fun though sex with men was, nothing compared to this. With her nose she teased the curls. With her tongue she swept up the sweet juices from between the folds. She kissed and teased her way about a clit that wasn't shy at all.

From above her head came the unmistakable sounds of a blowjob. A face fucking, even. She peered up at her pink-garbed lover's cock, its thrusting rapid and shallow. His hands holding Cassie's head still as he tried no doubt to push deeper.

Jennifer stopped her teasing and sucked on Cassie's clit, flicking the tip with her tongue. Cassie's answering moan was muffled and interrupted by the cock stuffing her mouth. Shifting to a gentler pattern of soft licks, Jennifer made love to Cassie's clit, pausing from time to time to lick up the fluids that escaped below.

"I'm close," Rob said suddenly.

Cassie pushed him away, and pushed Jennifer away also. "Wait." She tugged her dress off over her head, and lay down on the floor, spreading her legs. "Come inside me. Fuck me."

Rob didn't need to be asked twice. He knelt swiftly and lined up for entry. Jennifer sucked one of Cassie's nipples into her mouth and her hand sought out the other, as Rob thrust into the pussy that she had just been devouring. She wanted more.

"Fuck you're big," Cassie hissed, but it seemed she had no difficulty taking him deep. "So fucking big!"

After a few awkward thrusts, Rob settled into a harsh pounding rhythm, burying the full length of his huge cock each time, the smacking impact of flesh on flesh loud in the small room. Cassie's eyes were closed, her expression one of intense concentration.

Rob's movements grew erratic, and he shuddered to a halt suddenly, and Jennifer recognised the body language, the pain that was pleasure. Cassie writhed desperately beneath him, fucking herself with his cock.

He pulled out after a minute, his expression weary but satisfied, his cock already diminishing. "I'm so close," Cassie whined. "Lick me, Jennifer."

Climbing into sixty-nine position, Jennifer proceeded to do as asked, licking the sweet lips made even sweeter now with her fiancé's cum that trickled endlessly from the ravished depths. She resumed her adoration of Cassie's clit, and was rewarded with whimpers of pleasure and delicious squirming of the beautiful body trapped beneath her.

"Close. I'm close." And then the unmistakable moment, Cassie convulsing in exquisite orgasm while Jennifer's tongue maintained its swift but steady sweep.

Jennifer cried out in surprise as her own pussy was breached suddenly. Rob's thick cock, recovered and hard again, thrust into her. Moments later, there was a tongue against her clit too, a double pleasure. "Oh wow," she said. "Fuck. Yes."

She was already so excited, and this combined assault was too effective, it wasn't long before she climaxed herself. An intense climax that seemed to last forever, helped along by Rob's tireless thrusting and Cassie's unrelenting tongue.

Even once it was passed, they continued. If anything, Rob's thrusting grew deeper and Cassie's tongue alternated between her pussy and the cock that speared it. Jennifer let them use her, and was soon rewarded with another long orgasm, not as intense but lingering on until Rob finished at last, his cock pulsing wonderfully as he poured cum into her.

He pulled his softening cock out, and Cassie's tongue delved into her, searching for cum. There was still cum leaking from Cassie's pussy, and Jennifer swept it into her mouth. "I could do this forever," she said.

Cassie laughed. "Okay."

*

The size and ferocity of Rob's cock left Cassie feeling physically bruised, but also aglow with post-orgasmic echoes of bliss. She curled up with Jennifer on the sofa, relaxing while Rob, still wearing the pink dress, a damp patch where the semi-erect cock tented the material, tidied up the dining room table and brewed coffee in the kitchen.

"I used to have a cock," Cassie said. "Although nothing compared to that."

Jennifer's disbelief was audible as she exclaimed, "You're a trans woman?"

"I was. I'm not sure what I am now."

"I don't understand."

Cassie turned to look into Jennifer's eyes. "Something happened to me. Something magical. I made a wish, and the wish came true."

"A wish?"

"To be beautiful..."

Jennifer sighed. "Well, you certainly are."

"Thank you, Jennifer," Cassie said, and kissed her, tentatively at first, but with increasing passion. Cassie's sixth-sense awareness of Jennifer's desire for her was amplified tenfold through the intimacy of that sweet contact, and it melted away all rational thought. When Jennifer broke the kiss, mostly just to catch her breath but partly because she was suddenly laughing, Cassie watched her in a daze of confusion for several seconds before her mind reengaged. "Wow," she whispered.

Jennifer grinned at her, her eyes sparkling merrily. "I know, right? I love Rob, I really do, but I feel like I could spend the whole day just kissing you. Can I, honey?"

That last bit was addressed to Rob, who was standing right next to them holding two mugs of black coffee. Jutting out between them was his thick and once again fully erect cock. "What about me?" he asked with a cheeky smirk.

"Well, I don't know about you," Jennifer said to Cassie, "but I like a little cream with my coffee."

"Oh, absolutely. Shall we?"

"Let's."

Cassie, slipped down onto her knees on the floor, Jennifer beside her, and they converged on Rob's stiff, eager shaft. They worked the hot length together with their mouths, sometimes their tongues meeting and teasing each other. Rob thrust gently between them, seeking the friction of their wet lips. They took turns fondling his balls and sucking on them, although the dense hair was a nuisance.

"Next time you dress up like this," Jennifer said to him, "you really need to shave."

"Next time?" Cassie echoed.

"This may sound weird, but I love seeing him dressed as a woman, and I really love sharing him with you."

"That doesn't sound weird at all." Looking up at Rob, Cassie asked, "What about you? Do you like the dress? How do you like sharing Jennifer with me?"

He shrugged. "It's okay. I love Jennifer, but if wearing a dress means I get both of you..." He laughed. "I'll even shave my pubes. Now, suck it, girls, please!"

Jennifer wrapped her lips about the huge head and sucked gently while Cassie concentrated on the underside of the shaft, licking along the length and back. "Oh, yes," Rob said. "Like that. Keep doing that."

Cassie was more than happy to. Her jaw still ached from the earlier face-fucking, but she was more than happy to run her tongue along its length, tasting the residue of Rob's cum and Jennifer's, and perhaps also her own.

Rob had come twice already in the past hour, and she could sense a third orgasm building in him. Was this yet another effect of the ring, Cassie wondered. Not only arousing people's interest in her, but giving them the stamina to really deliver on her needs?

Rob's breathing grew heavy and laboured as he approached. "I'm coming," he said. "I'm coming."

Jennifer pulled back and opened her mouth wide, and Cassie moved to join her, their cheeks pressed together. Rob worked his own shaft now, his hand jerking it roughly as he aimed the head at Jennifer's mouth. He grunted as he climaxed at last, and a thick stream of cum shot out into Jennifer's waiting mouth.

He shifted aim quickly, and cum spat out at Cassie's face, some finding its intended goal but she could feel it wet against her cheeks. A third spurt had a truer aim, and splashed against her tongue, but then he was away again, the tip of his pulsing cock caught between Jennifer's hungry lips.

She released him once the flow ceased, and turned to kiss Cassie. His cum flowed between their mouths as they surrendered to the passion of the kiss, and Cassie quickly lost all sense of time.

"What about you?" Jennifer asked after what seemed like forever.

"Huh?"

"How do you like being shared by us? Being part of this threesome?"

"I like it," Cassie said. "I like it a lot."

*

And she did, but it was still good to get home again and get some distance from them. Not enough distance, however, that she was unaware that the pair, like a couple of horny rabbits, were at it once again. The temptation to turn around and head straight back again was almost too strong, but somehow she resisted.

And somehow, eventually, several vibrator-induced orgasms later, she exhausted herself enough to actually sleep.

The doorbell woke her. It was bright outside, nearly noon. Cassie wrapped her scarlet silk bathrobe about herself as she descended the stairs to answer the door. Her elderly neighbour, Sue, stood there looking uncertain and embarrassed. "Er, hello," she said. "Good morning. I think it's still morning, that is. I, er, hope I didn't wake you..."

Cassie smiled reassuringly. "It's okay. Would you like to come in for a cuppa?"

"Are you sure? I can come back later."

"Don't be silly. Come in."

Five minutes later, they were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table, nursing cups of tea. Outside in the back garden, Sue's husband George was on his knees working the weeds out of the earth. Cassie had no idea how long he'd been there, or whether he was aware that his wife was now here too.

Cassie was still wearing nothing but the silk robe, a fact made very obvious by the prominent points of her hard nipples. She would have been embarrassed, perhaps, except that it was her sense of Sue's curiosity about them that made them so hard in the first place. So, instead of changing into something respectable, she teased the older woman instead.

"George certainly seems pleased to be able to help you with the garden," Sue said.

"I'm very grateful to him. I really would like to pay him for his time."

"Mmm. I don't think it's money that he's after."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Oh I think you know. He wants to fuck you again."

Cassie blinked, surprised at the directness of the statement. She didn't sense any anger, however. "And how do you feel about that?" The moment felt surreal to her, and she had to remind herself again that just because Sue was old enough to be her grandmother didn't mean she wasn't sexually active - and that she certainly was.

Sue's hands trembled as she sipped her tea. Her voice barely audible, she said, "I want to watch."

The blend of fear and desire emanating from her elderly neighbour made Cassie suddenly quite dizzy. She reached out and clasped the fragile hands in her own, seeking to calm the waves of anxiety. "I'd like that," she said. "I had the most incredible orgasm after your husband fucked me - while I was thinking of you."

"Me?"

"Yes. And you were doing a lot more than watching."

Sue said nothing for a long minute. She examined Cassie speculatively, her fear dissipating slowly. "Doing what, exactly?"

Cassie hesitated briefly before confessing, "Licking your husband's cum from me." The last word trailed off into a lustful moan as Sue's abrupt hunger washed through her. Without conscious thought, her hand delved between her parted thighs to massage her throbbing clit. "Would you like to taste my pussy, Sue?"

As if in a daze, Sue nodded. "I'd love to."

Standing, Cassie let her silk bathrobe fall to the floor, and she swivelled onto the table with her legs spread wide and her pussy presented to her neighbour. "It was well fucked yesterday," she said, "and not just by your husband."

Sue needed no encouragement. She dived down, her lips kissing Cassie's tender inner thighs as her tongue swept across the wet, sticky skin. The teasing attention was a torment, and Cassie pinched her own nipples to heighten the intensity. Sue was in no hurry, circling in, exploring her sensitive labia, darting into her in a shallow, insufficient penetration, before finally descending on Cassie's sorely neglected clit.

Cassie cried out with sheer joy when that moment of contact came. "Yes!" she cried, tugging fiercely on her nipples. "I need a cock in me, Sue. I need to be fucked while you suck my clit."

Sue darted across to the back door to open it. George was already there, having been watching them through the glass for who knows how long. "Fuck her, George," Sue said.

George was understandably startled, but he obeyed quickly enough, and his cock was already hard. He was quickly in position, lining up for entry, and after a tentative thrust to find the way took to the task eagerly.

Sue's mouth resumed its loving too, the soft tongue sweeping over Cassie's clit in time to George's hard, regular pounding of her pussy. "This is so good," she said. "So good."

It seemed to last forever. George's stamina was impressive, and Sue's tongue unrelenting, and Cassie felt poised at the edge of a high precipice.

Until George grunted, his cock stiffening inside her, bringing her to a point of intensity that made her want to scream, and then she did, as Sue's tongue licked at the cum that squeezed out around the slippery cock that continued fucking her with a gentle motion as her vagina contracted fiercely about it.

Cassie lay back, capturing her breath as the convulsions eased, and feeling oddly like a sex toy used by the elderly couple. George's softening cock slipped out of her, and was immediately pounced on by Sue.

Cassie eased away and left them to it. She headed upstairs to have a shower, although her body's continued resonance with her neighbours' increasing passion did nothing to dampen her hunger for more.

*

"What would happen if I stopped wearing you?" she asked the ring the following morning, not really expecting an answer.

"You'd have a lot less sex, for one thing," it answered, in its multiple voices rippling with laughter. "But you'd probably sleep a lot better too."

Cassie laughed. "But the sex is so very good... I never knew I was such a cumslut. I mean, I was never reluctant to swallow, but now it's like I can never get enough cum. On me, in me, wherever."

"That is a side-effect of the magic," the ring said. "Take me off, and you may lose your taste for it."

"Hmm. Well, just so long as I can get enough cum to satisfy my inner slut."

*

Tanya couldn't keep her eyes off Cassie's tits. Joe had said they were big, but she hadn't expected them to be quite so large. And they didn't look saggy at all, although the corset made it impossible to tell.

Her usual reaction to women with large breasts, and especially to attractive women with large breasts, was a bitter jealousy and possessive guarding of her man. In Cassie's case, she felt none of that. Perhaps because there was something not-quite-real about Cassie; as if on entering Cassie's house, Tanya had become a character in a porn film. Perhaps because of the fantasies about Cassie that she and Joe had shared as they fucked each other's brains out.

"Thanks for the invitation," Tanya said, tearing her gaze away from the tits that her husband had fucked and covered in cum.

"I'm glad you came," Cassie said.

"I haven't come yet," Tanya joked nervously, and wished immediately she could take the words back.

But Cassie smiled warmly. "The night is young," she said, and winked. "Come and meet the others."

There was a young couple in the dining room. Tanya's first thought was they were a lesbian couple, but was startled to see a sizeable cock jutting out from under a pink dress. "My neighbours Rob and Jennifer," Cassie explained.

"Hi," they chorused, holding hands out enthusiastically to Joe and Tanya.

Having such an impressive and naked cock right in front of her dispelled Tanya's lingering belief that this was an ordinary dinner party. No, indeed, she had allowed herself to be persuaded to attend an orgy, she guessed. Was it too late to leave? "Hi," she said, shaking Rob's hand, and then Jennifer's.

Jennifer wore only a black T-shirt and a short black skirt, with knee-high black leather boots. Her nipples made sharp points in the fabric of the shirt, and Tanya guessed the lack of underwear extended below. "Suddenly I feel overdressed," Tanya said.

"I know I am," Jennifer said, stripping off her T-shirt to expose her breasts. "Why don't you let me help you? Come with me."

Tanya followed Jennifer up the stairs, into a bedroom, and allowed the other woman to take her coat, first, and then her blouse and shirt too, so that only her bra was left. "Keep the bra," Jennifer said. "It's sexy. But the jeans have to come off."

"Okay, but just the jeans."

She allowed Jennifer to unbutton her, more than a little embarrassed to have a stranger, and a semi-naked woman at that, doing something so intimate. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this physically close to a woman who wasn't a family member.

Jennifer paused with her hands cupping Tanya's thighs gently. "Have you ever been with a woman?" she asked, her mouth close enough that their breath mingled.

"I'm not into women," Tanya said quickly, but made no move to escape Jennifer's tentative embrace. If anything, the possibilities of what might happen next excited her. How would Joe react to her making out with a woman? He had said he wanted to watch her lick his cum off Cassie's breasts, but what about Jennifer's?

They weren't huge... but they looked so perfect. She couldn't resist cupping them in her hands, feeling their soft weight, their smooth skin. And Jennifer's nipples were hard. Tanya teased them with her thumbs, enjoying the sudden gasp of pleasure and the tightening of the grip on her thighs, pulling her pelvis tight against Jennifer's. There was something there beneath the skirt - she couldn't tell what.

"I want to kiss you," she whispered, her lips almost touching Jennifer's. "But I want my husband to watch."

"And I want to fuck you while your husband watches - and mine too."

Tanya wasn't sure what she meant exactly, but it sounded interesting. "Okay."

When she followed Jennifer downstairs again a minute later, she wore nothing but her black lace bra, and her increasingly wet black cotton thong.

*

Jennifer had enjoyed trying to seduce Tanya. The threesome with Cassie had stirred a lust for female flesh that she had repressed for years. And not just that. Feminising her fiancé had awoken her dominant side too, something she had rarely indulged - but something she fully intended to explore... with Rob, with Cassie, with this cute and very confused stranger.

She was not surprised to see that Joe had been similarly divested of clothes, and was wearing now only socks and boxers, the thin fabric of the latter stretched tightly about a cock that was almost - but not quite - as impressive as her fiancé's.

Cassie appeared from the kitchen, accompanied by George and Sue, all three of them bearing serving dishes with offerings of bread, salads, and some kind of steak pie that smelled heavenly. After the brief introductions were complete, Cassie announced, "Thank you all for being here, and a special thank you to Sue for this amazing spread. Now sit, everyone. Eat, drink, and be merry!"

They all took their places at the table. Each place was marked with a name, arranged so that each man had a woman to either side. Jennifer was delighted to find herself between Joe and Tanya. Sue, sandwiched between Joe and Rob, looked momentarily flustered. Jennifer winked at her. "Quite a handful, aren't they?"

Sue smiled mischievously. "I'll let you know."

Across the table from Jennifer, Rob and George had the distant expressions of men whose cocks are being stroked by the hand of a beautiful woman. Or, at least, George did. Rob had the expression of a woman whose cock is being stroked by a beautiful woman. Between the dress and the make-up, the gender transformation was really quite remarkable.