Sara and DeAnn

"My dress?"

"Take it off and your bra, too. You're half out of it anyway and it's certainly not covering up your titties."

"We're in the living room, the picture window..."

"Take it off or I'm going to start finding a way home."

She emitted a little whimper of concession, slipped her dress off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor. I moved away from her and turned to face her so I could see her humiliation and punish her for her stubbornness. She stood with her eyes closed, her dress a puddle around her feet.

"Look at your big old tits, the way they quiver like jelly. Rub them against me some more." She pressed herself closer. She was a marvelous sight standing there in her pink, old lady's panties.

"Your panties aren't very fashionable."

"What do you mean?"

"They're old-fashioned. No one wears panties like that anymore. Mine are cut high on the hip to make my legs look longer. I'm surprised that you take a young girl out and wear out-dated panties."

"I don't have any that are like that but could I see yours so I'd know what kind to get?"

I turned sideways to her and lifted my skirt up to my waist. Her eyes were riveted to the high cut panties that exposed nearly my entire hip. I sat down on her couch, keeping my mini high on my hips and spreading my thighs. She came over and kneeled in front of me, to see better but also to hide her nakedness from the picture window. I lifted my skirt out of the way and her vision was arrested between my legs. I spread my thighs wider. "Do you want to kiss my panties?" I knew I was going to have to help her with her decision making.

My panties were so thin and so wet I knew she would have no trouble seeing the cleft of my lips. I reached inside of each panty leg and pulled my lips apart so she could see the glistening pink. She surprised me by saying, "Maybe I will, but first, can I see your tits?" I thought she was on the brink, but she apparently had enough control to insist upon her little fetish.

I reached down between my legs and grabbed her by her tits, "Oh, no, don't do that," she pleaded, "I can't think straight when you hold them." Her pulse and her breathing quickened. Her breath felt hot on my thighs.

I squeezed her big titties and pulled her forward.

"Oh, if you don't stop, you're going to make me want to suck it."

"That's the idea."

"All right, all right, let me do it," she conceded as she pulled my thin panties to one side and leaned forward with her tongue extended, pushing it tentatively against my pussy. She struggled to overcome her reluctance and was very ashamed that she was doing it, or ashamed that she wasn't doing it very well. Then she seemed to heat up more and started sliding her tongue in and out at a furiously increasing rate, moaning like my pussy was caviar.

"Rock your hips up a little so I can get to it better, oh my god, I never knew this could be so exciting."

I was a little embarrassed for her. She was voracious. She pushed her tongue up to the top of my folds, separating the lips and isolating my clit. Then she took my clit between her lips and her cheeks hollowed as she seemed to want to suck the little nub down her throat. I felt the tension building and knew I was about to come. I tried to push her face away in warning but she shook my hand off and began swallowing and begging for more."

"Some has run down into your ass crack. Can I get that, too?" She looked up at me hopefully. I nodded, raised my hips more and she plunged her tongue down and slurped up whatever had collected there. She was not content to stop with that, she started to work her tongue inside my puckered hole. That made me so delirious that I could hardly object, although I never intended to humiliate her that much. I just hooked my elbows behind my knees and rolled my ass up to give her complete access.

She started screaming very loud as her own sexual tension built into such a crescendo that I felt a little cheated as her orgasm shook her like a rag doll in the wind. She was muttering heavenly praises as she collapsed to the floor.

When she collected herself, she was terribly embarrassed by the way she had behaved. I was a little surprised that her disappointment in herself manifested in anger towards me. I had just given her the best piece of pussy she could ever hope for but she did not seem grateful in the least.

Sara

This is what I get for trying to be a friend to this wretched girl. She talks me into taking her home, and then talks me into taking her to the movies, and then she comes home with me and makes me kiss her pussy. Then she...then she pushed her asshole into my face and made me even...My god, I can't imagine that I could do that. She put some kind of spell on me. Now that it's over, I have no desire to repeat it so it can't be me. I am not warped, twisted, or perverted. She did something to me.

I just want to crawl off somewhere and die. What if she brags about what she made me do? I will die, I know it. I just want her out of here and away from me. "I guess..." I tried to say, but my throat was so coated with what she made me swallow that I couldn't even talk. I made a rather unladylike sound as I tried to clear it, "I guess you need...to be getting home."

She moved so suddenly towards me I was frightened. She had not even bothered to cover her pussy after I was through with it and I couldn't help but look at it as she leaned down over me in a squat with her knees spread wide. She pushed me over onto my back and put her hands again on my titties. This wretched girl was still convinced that she could lead me around by my tits like they were a ring through my nose. I started to push her hands away but then I decided to just let her play with them for a little longer, she enjoyed them so much. I was a little alarmed that my breathing was becoming so ragged. I was forced to pant a little as she fondled my tits. Well, I'll just let her get this out of her system, she's obviously fascinated with my perfect tits and if I stop her, she might become violent. With the trouble I was having breathing; I was too weak to even protest as she continued to rub my titties. Then she swung her leg over my face and I found myself again staring up into her pussy. Maybe she just needed a little bit more to make her satisfied. I would just do it one more time to get her sated enough so she'll let me take her home. Then I'll never let her get me in this position again.

It worked. She rocked her hips back and forth furiously as though she were fucking my face. When she did that, my tongue ran up the crack of her ass but I'm sure she' did that on purpose. Oh, well, I'd already done it once, I could do it again if that's what it took to get her off and get her out of my house. After I pushed my tongue up into her asshole, she stopped jerking her hips; she just froze herself in position. I had to raise and lower my head to work my tongue in and out of her asshole. She always managed to make it look like I was the one doing the perverted things.

Suddenly she started moaning quite loudly. I knew she was going to come again and in the position I was in, I wouldn't be able to get any of her juice unless I could move my mouth back up to her pussy. I didn't know why she insisted that I do her asshole so much. I decided that was the last time she was going to make me do anything nasty to her. I lunged up to get my mouth in place just as her pussy erupted torrents of juice, so much that I feared she may have released her bladder but I managed to get it all and not spill any by making a seal over her soaking wet cunt. Why did such awful stuff have to taste so good? I had to lick all through her folds to find any little stray drops. I'm sure she tells herself that I love what she makes me do to her.

She managed to sweet talk me into letting her spend the night because she was too tired to go home. I put on my slinkiest nightgown, so sheer it showed everything, to give her a little thrill and also because I never had any opportunity to wear anything sexy to bed. The little street urchin did not bother to borrow a gown, she just stripped off her clothes and climbed naked into my bed beside me. I didn't have an opportunity to explain that I had another bedroom that she was welcome to use. Young people today just presume too much. I didn't try to disguise my displeasure as I turned out the light with a rather haughty look on my face at her lack of breeding and manners.

Then she gathered me in her arms despite my displeasure, and pushed her pelvis up snug against my ass. I didn't try to stop her, I thought she could have her fun but soon I would not have to tolerate this type of lewd behavior ever again. Apparently she was not yet sleepy as she started pumping her hips against my backside in a very familiar, provocative manner. Again I let her and pushed my ass back to give her a little better access. Then I happened to raise my arm and she took that as an invitation to reach under it and began to manipulate my tits again. Suddenly sleep was no longer on my mind as my breathing again became difficult. That did nothing but reinforce her delusion that she could lead me around by my titties. Then I really stopped worrying about her delusions, I just found myself wanting to suck her pussy some more so when she twisted me around and pulled on the back of my neck, I let her guide me to her wide spread thighs. I grimaced under my breath at this monumental indignity but I knew I had to get her satisfied if I was ever to get any sleep. I went ahead and sucked her pussy for her some more and did her asshole since it was so close and it seemed to arouse her so much.

DeAnn

I knew by the end of the night that this woman was so enthralled by me that I could do anything I wanted and what I wanted was to have her support me for a while until I got my big break. We were dressing for work and I noticed she was really trying to invite me to make us late by putting on all of her clothes but leaving her titties completely bare until the last minute. She had on her hose, garter belt, panties, skirt, and make-up but left her tits swinging enticingly while she ran around doing everything but put on her bra and blouse.

"So your apartment is only rented by the week?" She asked me with her quivering tits swinging inches from my face as I sat at the make-up mirror. I heard the hint in her voice and knew she was leading up to inviting me to move in.

I leaned over and put my mouth over her nipple and sucked on it for the very first time. Once her arousal was obvious, I took my mouth off her tit and said, "Maybe I could move in with you and save my parents having to help me? They really have enough financial trouble of their own."

"I suppose that would be all right. I have another bedroom that's not used at all."

Are you sure you want me sleeping in that other room? Don't you want me in here with you so you can get at my pussy whenever you need it?"

She had very nearly swooned with my mouth on her tit but she was intent upon maintaining her dignity. "I'm not going to suck your pussy for you every night. I was just offering to help you in your financial situation, not become your personal cuntlicker. It's my house and I'll make the rules."

"If I want to become independent of my parents, I won't be able to help you much with your house payments..."

"That's not necessary. There are no house payments. It was free and clear when I inherited it from a great aunt that passed away. She had children but they are all so well off that none of them needed it and she was always so partial to me."

"Some people are drawn to your submissive nature."

"I'm not the least bit submissive. I am very independent and have a very important job at work."

I moved my mouth to the other nipple and sucked hard, watching her eyes scrunch up in total ecstasy. I started to slap the one I had already sucked and her moans became louder as I slapped harder. She was panting mightily and trying to get my skirt up so she could see my pussy. I slapped her tit with a stinging blow, then grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her over my lap. She was sobbing uncontrollably as I worked her skirt up and her panties down to mid-thigh but she made no effort to get off my lap even when I released her neck to adjust her clothing.

"Women who admit they're submissive like to be spanked. Do you want me to spank you?"

"Yes! Yes! Whip my hinny and make me want to suck you off again."

I reached under her to grab her hanging bare titty just to be sure she remained at an acceptable level of arousal, then I laid into her backside with a furor that released all the frustration I felt with women who are so hypocritical. "I'm going to quit my job after today and then you're going to help me move in here and then I'm going to spank you some more for being so stubborn and refusing to admit that you are a submissive woman. Now get between my legs and suck it before I raise blisters on your big ass!"

She only had to suck for a short while before she was rewarded with another huge load of cum for her to slurp up It kind of bothers me that she has become so quickly addicted to cunt juice but I don't know what I could do about it. Then she stood and finished dressing and made the whining comment that my remark about her ass being big was uncalled for. She was really grasping for shreds of dignity.

Sara

I was crazy to let her talk me into moving in with me. One moment of feeling sorry for her financial situation and I've paid for it ever since. I did not discourage her from quitting her job; I was sort of relieved that she wouldn't be around to tell her wicked tales about me. I'm sure she would have exaggerated to where I was made to seem like some kind of predatory dyke drawn to young girls. No one would ever understand that she had seduced me and made me do all those nasty things to her.

It would be all right if she ever did anything around here but she lies around all day and when I come home she makes me clean the place up before she will even think about caressing my titties or spreading her thighs for me. And, God help me, I've grown so accustomed to sucking her pussy that I really need it every night. The more I want it, though, the less interested she seems to be.

She moved into the spare bedroom and put a lock on her door. Sometimes I have to beg for an hour before she will let me in. The only thing that seems to have any impact on her is when I mention that if I don't get my rest, I'll never be able to hold my job. She does realize that such an event would have a very negative effect on her current lifestyle. At that, though, she just opens the door, spreads her thighs and tells me to get it over with. When I'm finished, I feel dirty and cheap. She used to play withh my titties to get me hot.

Everything changed when she ran into an old high school friend and invited her over to the house. When I came home, she all but ignored me and went back to chatting about their school days and especially the chorus they were in together. I felt so completely left out. While I was cleaning the kitchen I could hear them talking and the girl, Helen, made a disparaging comment about DeAnn's sexual orientation when she realized she lived with an older woman and had no job.

"So is your Sara sort of like a sugar daddy to you? She pays the bills in exchange for a little of your pussy once in awhile?"

I peeked in to see how the little bitch was going to handle being called a whore. Her face was flushed with embarrassment and she seemed at a loss for words. Then her face resolved itself into grim determination and she said almost too casually, "No, it's not like that at all. The woman doesn't keep me, I let her take care of the financial matters for me and, in exchange, she gets to be my sex slave."

Helen's face erupted in shocked disbelief, "Bullshit! You're her little pussy whore. She probably makes you do all the sucking." Then she laughed derisively and DeAnn's face burst into sheer anger.

"Sara! Get your ass in here right now!" Helen had stupidly provoked her anger and I would be the one paying the price. I hurried into the living room.

"Do you have on your underwear?"

"Yes, I just got in from work and started on the kitchen. I thought with company here, you'd want to suspend the rules."

"Good." She said and I was very relieved. "I want you to model your underwear for my friend. For your sake I hope you're wearing some of the nice panties that I picked out and not any of your frumpy old-fashioned drawers. I was thankful that I had on the black lace French cut things that she made me buy but I was far to inhibited by her friend to do anything. "Come over here." She smiled sweetly and I could do nothing but obey. "Lean over a little bit." She said as I stood beside her. The thought of her playing with my titties drove out every other consideration for whatever was going on in that room. I brought my boobs down to her face level immediately. She reached and took one in each hand and I surrendered to the delirium I always felt when she touched me there.

"Now, I want you," she squeezed both my titties, "to take off your blouse," -squeeze, "then your skirt," -squeeze, "and walk around the room and give my friend," -squeeze. "a good look at you in your underwear." All other thought was driven from my mind by her attention to my titties. When she took her hands away, I rose and undid the buttons of my blouse and pulled it off to reveal my big tits encased in a tiny, sheer black wisp of a bra. I walked over to jut my tits in Helen's face as she gasped in disbelief. Then I unzipped my skirt and let it fall slowly to the floor by moving my legs closer together slowly. My sheer, wispy black panties were gradually revealed to her startled expression, not to mention her rapt gaze. Then I swirled around the center of the room a little, enjoying the freedom of my semi-nakedness, the growing fascination of the girl, Helen, and most of all, the obvious approval of DeAnn.

"Helen," DeAnn said, "why don't you turn around on the chair, get on your knees and pull your skirt up. Let's see if my love slave wants to lick your asshole for you."

The idea appealed much more to Helen than it did to me as she quickly spun around and drew her skirt up over her firmly rounded hips. I suppose lowering the panties was left to me. I was so hot from DeAnn's actions on my titties that I never thought of refusing. I went over and grasped the waistband of her panties still under her skirt and stretched them out over her beautifully shaped ass and pushed them down to her thighs. She cooperated by reaching a hand on each cheek and pulling her asscheeks apart for me. I firmed my resolve and extended my tongue into the valley and began to lick her puckered hole to get her loosened up. Then I managed to work my tongue inside and Helen moaned in rapture.

"Now, Helen, turn around and kiss my love slave. Take her tongue in your mouth and see how you like the taste of your own ass." Helen was too enraptured to refuse and as she turned around, I put my tongue in her mouth and she sucked on it voraciously. Then she dropped her mouth to my titty and I nearly went ballistic. My arousal soon matched hers and I pulled her down on the floor and spread my thighs over her face. I plunged my face into her hairy pussy. She began to suck my pussy like a dyke who had been locked in the closet all her life. I felt free to do the same to hers. I haven't felt so aroused and sucked a pussy so willingly since my first night with DeAnn.

DeAnn even became aroused at the sight of us two licking each other's cunts. She undressed and came over behind Helen and humped her ass with her big clit. At times, I could suck both pussies until she drew back to take another fierce lunge against Helen's fulsome ass.