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Jennifer giggled at the promise. She just hoped Jessica was as good as her word, because her panties were totally soaked. Of all the girls Jennifer had been with, none of them really had had much experience. Now Jessica was promising to change all that and Jennifer couldn't wait for her to get started.
She didn't have to wait long as Jessica eagerly sat up on the table and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Jessica tasted her own orgasm all over Jennifer's face and TV's most popular spy was quickly moaning as Jessica's tongue began licking all over her features. Jennifer loved how it felt to have Jessica's tongue on her face. She was so aggressive and it was putting her whole body in a state of heat that could only be relieved by an orgasm.
"Mmmm yessss oh Jess I need you," Jennifer groaned. "I need you to touch me. Touch me everywhere baby. Touch me and make me come."
Jessica didn't reply with her words. Instead she kept kissing Jennifer and pulling her closer. Jessica was sitting on the edge of the table and she couldn't really get at Jennifer from this position. It was time for them to switch places.
"Get up here," Jessica instructed as she hopped off the table. "Let me get a look at you."
Jennifer was more than ready to have her body thoroughly examined and she complied. Since things had gotten bad with Scott she hadn't felt the touch of a lover. It had been so long and she needed this. Jennifer climbed up on the strong oak, her ass facing Jessica. She was about to turn around when her lover stopped her.
"No, don't turn around," Jessica requested. "Let me touch you."
There was no argument coming from Jennifer, especially when Jessica's hands began caressing her ass. Her wet panties clung to her like a second skin and Jennifer longed to have Jessica pull them off her body. Jessica didn't do that right away though. Instead, she began rubbing Jennifer's cheeks through her panties and kissing her exposed flesh. Jessica kissed the curves of her butt and went up to the small of her back while Jennifer moaned. Jessica knew just where to kiss her and her desire increased with every soft peck to her flesh.
As Jessica kissed her, Jennifer fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Her clothes seemed so oppressive now and Jennifer just wanted to be naked so Jessica's tongue could get at her entire body. The excited perspiration that covered Jennifer's body had made her white lacy bra almost as clear as her panties were. Jennifer peeled her bra from her body almost as soon as her blouse was off, leaving her naked except for the wet panties still sticking to her skin.
"Turn around," Jessica smiled. "Lemme see those tits of yours."
"Is that what you want?" Jennifer panted. "You want to see my tits?"
"Mmmm baby I want to see all of you," Jessica purred as Jennifer turned around to reveal her breasts to her lover. They were small, but so firm with a sexy jiggle to them and her nickel sized nipples were almost swollen red with desire. Jessica didn't waste a second before leaning down and sucking on those nipples. She captured them between her lips and kissed them before batting them around with her tongue.
"Ughhh yesss just like that Jessica," Jennifer groaned. "Suck on those nipples baby. Mmmm you're making me so wet! God, I've been waiting for this for so fucking long! Make it good! Make it soooooo good!"
Jennifer was putting a lot of pressure on her, but Jessica didn't mind. Her own orgasm had been so good that she was committed to completely blowing Jennifer's mind. Besides, her orgasm had left her with a craving for pussy and Jennifer's aroused scent was making that craving grow and grow. Jessica looked down and saw that Jennifer's brown bush was completely visible through her panties and they clung so tightly to her labia. Those things just had to go.
"Time to get you naked," Jessica declared, saying the words that Jennifer had longed to hear. Jessica stripped off the soaked panties, leaving a trail of girl cum down Jennifer's leg that she quickly licked up with wet tongue strokes that made Jennifer gasp and moan for more.
"Don't tease," Jennifer begged. "See how wet my pussy is! Mmm you know how bad I need this! Give it to me Jessica! Please make me come!"
Jennifer enhanced the invitation by spreading her legs open but it wasn't necessary. Jessica was already in total lust with Jennifer's wet pussy and she didn't want to wait another second before getting her first taste. Jennifer's pussy glistened with her juices and Jessica leaned onto the table with her elbows to run her tongue right over Jennifer's wet slit.
"Oooooooooh..." Jennifer squealed as Jessica's tongue swept right over her labia. All the juice that had collected there was gone in a flash and new arousal was already there to take its place. Jessica followed up her first lick with another and then another until she was beginning a steady tonguing rhythm at Jennifer's pussy. Jennifer's flavor was so sexy and rich that Jessica was almost overwhelmed by it at first. She happily adjusted and was soon picking up speed and passion with her tonguing.
"Yessss Jessica...more...more...more!" Jennifer cried out. The other times she'd been with girls, she'd been so tentative and scared and her partners hadn't been much better. That wasn't a problem here. Jessica knew exactly what she was doing and, for the first time ever, Jennifer really felt comfortable with her desires. She was content to just lie back and let Jessica work her over and Jennifer could already feel her orgasm build inside her.
At first Jennifer told herself to slow things down and wait for her orgasm. But then she remembered she'd been waiting almost 10 fucking years for this! That was way too much waiting already. She wanted her orgasm now!
"Fuck me Jessica!" Jennifer moaned. "Fuck me baby! Gawwwwwwd your tongue feels so good! Lick my pussy Jess! You know just what a girl likes and you're making me so damn wet! I need this sooooo bad!!!"
Jessica could taste Jennifer's need. She was so close already. Jessica didn't want her to come just yet, though. There was so much she wanted to do to her body. She knew she wasn't going to be able to do it all today. She just hoped that Jennifer would want to do this again and again and again. Her taste was heavenly and Jessica buried her tongue in deeper. She licked around her soft folds and teased her aroused clit. She rubbed her tongue against Jennifer's pleasure nub and felt her friend's body quiver in response.
Peering up from between Jennifer's legs, Jessica saw how flushed her lover's face was. Jennifer had her hands latched to her own bare breasts, rubbing them hard as her face glistened with sweat and girl cum. A little bit of drool hung from Jennifer's lips and Jessica loved watching it dangle there as Jennifer groaned and begged for more. It all was so sexy and it all just made Jessica lick Jennifer harder and faster.
"Yessssssss Jessicaaaaaaaaa yesssssss!!!" Jennifer sighed. "Oh baby I'm sooooo close! Just a little bit more! Make me come! Don't stop! Taste my wet pussy! It's so wet for you Jessica! Please give me more and I'll come! I'll come all over your face just like you did to me!"
Jessica couldn't wait to feel that. She longed for the hot feel of Jennifer's girl juices covering her lips and running down her cheeks onto her tits. Jessica still had her bra on and she loved how tight it felt on her body. It made her feel nastier to have it on while she leaned over and lapped at Jennifer Garner's wet cunt. Jessica moaned her own desire as she sucked on Jennifer's hard clit. She let her tongue rest and concentrated solely on Jennifer's clit, letting it lie between her lips and sucking passionately on it. She wanted Jennifer to come just as hard as she'd come.
Jennifer lay on the hard table flat on her back. Her spread legs were bent at the knee and dangling over the side of the table as Jessica ate her out. She could feel the girl cum Jessica had left on the table rubbing against her skin and she knew soon enough she'd be adding her own to the mix. Jennifer couldn't remember the last time she'd felt such an amazing high. Her whole body felt alive and aroused. Jennifer's breathing was coming in hard gasps and her small tits bounced up and down even as she squeezed them tightly.
"Yesssss sooo close...." Jennifer grunted. "Almost there...Jess...please...ughhhh just give me more!"
If that was what Jennifer wanted, then Jessica was going to make sure she got it. There was something she'd been dying to do to Jennifer since they'd started and now that she had her opportunity, she wasn't going to waste it. Jessica tugged at Jennifer's legs, pulling her forward and moving her more off the table. She then placed Jennifer's legs on her shoulders and let her dangle right at the edge of the table. This exposed more of her pussy and her tight, puckered asshole and before Jennifer had a chance to object, Jessica pushed her tongue right into her ass.
"GOD YESS!!!" Jennifer cried out. She loved having her ass licked and Jessica's tongue was so wet and eager to give her what she wanted. Jessica's tongue teased and lubed up her asshole as Jennifer moaned her pleasure.
"Yessss tongue my ass baby," Jennifer sighed. "Ohhhh I love it! Mmmm Jessica you're so fucking hot!"
Jennifer's orgasm was drawing close and Jessica didn't want to miss it. She pulled her tongue away and immediately pushed her face right back into Jennifer's pussy. But she didn't leave her ass unstimulated. Jessica took her finger, already wet from her own pussy and pushed it into Jennifer's ass. This gave her double stimulation and it pushed Jennifer right over the edge.
"AHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHH OHHHHHHH!!!" were the frenzied cries that came from Jennifer's mouth as she climaxed. The feelings of the penetration in her tight asshole and the tongue in her snatch were too much and she responded by flailing on the table as Jessica's hungry tongue licked her orgasmic cream up. Jessica kept her tongue buried deep in Jennifer's pussy and she got all that she wanted from the source. Jennifer's girl cream covered her lips and coated her tongue on its way down to her stomach.
Jennifer continued to express her delight with high cries and slams of her hands to the hard oak. Jessica giggled to herself as she wondered whether the table might break from all this use they were giving it. Fortunately the oak stood strong as Jennifer came with bursts of hot sexual energy. It was the greatest rush of her life and it left her both completely exhausted and desperate for more.
"Ohhhhhhhh my God," was all Jennifer could gasp but the happy, serene smile that covered her face said everything she could not. She looked so sexy up there that Jessica felt like she had to join her. She was glad they were both light girls because otherwise the table might have shown some weakness. It continued to support them both well, though, as Jessica and Jennifer sat on the table kissing each other and tasting their orgasms.
"Hold me," Jennifer requested and Jessica was more than happy to do so. Even though they had both just had intense orgasms there was still an enormous amount of arousal they felt for each other. They continued to kiss each other and the kisses soon turned into caresses and explorations from greedy hands. Now the two girls really had a chance to feel all over their bodies and they took full advantage. Jessica finally pulled herself free of her bra and then they were both completely naked.
The kissing increased and the only words they shared were moans and longing looks of lust. Their bare bodies pressed together and they were going on pure instinct, nothing more. Jessica felt her pussy rub against Jennifer's and she saw how wet they both still were. Jessica responded by rubbing herself hard against Jennifer, their labias massaging each other and their juices mingling.
This was something Jennifer had done before and she was happy to have a chance to grind with Jessica. She kissed her new lover greedily again and began rubbing right back. Soon their pussies were in total synch as they rubbed and moaned. Jennifer wrapped her long legs around Jessica's back and kept her there in a sexual vise she would have loved to stay in forever.
The grinding of their wet pussies was getting hotter and more intense by the second. They both knew it wouldn't be long before they were coming again and Jennifer took the opportunity to tell Jessica something.
"By the way," Jennifer giggled. "You have the part."
The two girls then laughed together before continuing their moans. They didn't know what it was they were starting here. They just knew it was going to be fun.
"Those girls seemed nice this morning," Waldo said as he placed a dish of food down for Julius. The faithful canine companion immediately began scarfing his meal down, oblivious to the conversation around him.
"What was the name of that one girl again?" Delbert asked. "You know the one who was with the girl who was in 'Crossroads'?"
"Christina," Franklin replied as he flipped through a copy of Blender Magazine. "I've been doing some research on her. According to this magazine she might be an alien."
"Oooooooh...did they specify which kind?" Delbert asked.
"She seemed friendly...like ET," Waldo opined.
"But she could be bent on world domination like the brain sucking bugs in 'Starship Troopers'," Delbert responded. "We'd better keep an eye on her."
"Agreed," Waldo and Franklin replied.
"The place sure seems different these days," Waldo said. "I mean with Sarah gone and all that..."
"God, just write her a love note or something and get on with it," Franklin sighed in frustration.
"What are you talking about?" Waldo demanded. "Defend your statement!"
"Fine...fine...fine...play it cool," Franklin replied. "Just keep doing the backstroke in da'Nile. You're totally suffering from serious crush issues. You look at her like she's holding a rough cut of Episode 3."
"I find the very idea preposterous," Waldo claimed.
"Yeah right...keep telling yourself that..." Franklin said. "But when you do realize it, it's gonna be like a ton of bricks on your head."
"This is crazy," Waldo groaned. "Delbert, back me up here."
"Love is nice," Delbert declared. "I search the Earth for my love."
"What? You mean Love the person or love the concept?" Franklin asked.
"Huh?" Delbert answered and before they could debate this any further, the door swung open and two figures entered.
"Hello boys," Frank Blevens said as he and Colonel David Terrance of Army Intelligence walked into the house.
"Hey! Those doors were locked!" Waldo protested.
"Yeah sorry about that," David said as he threw the broken locks onto the floor. "We would have thought you boys would have had better security."
Julius was growling at the intruders by now, but Waldo held him back.
"What do you want?" Franklin demanded. "We're out!"
"But you boys haven't even heard the proposal yet," Frank smirked.
"We don't need to hear it," Waldo said. "You have our answer already."
"Now maybe you three better think about that," Frank stated. "This is what you were born to do and your country needs you. We need you to go and do the things that don't make the news but keep this country safe. We have the perfect project for you boys in mind. We're not asking you to do anything you haven't done before. You boys were some of Project Homework's greatest accomplishments."
"Just like Brandon?" Delbert shot back as he, Waldo and Franklin all stared dead ahead with their arms crossed.
"You know he's gone rogue...we haven't heard from him in months," David explained. "He's an unstable element."
"Funny...he wasn't unstable when he was doing your dirty work around the globe," Waldo pointed out. "He's always dangerous and we're out!"
"I really think you should reconsider," Frank advised. "It's perfect for you and you boys aren't exactly prospering in your line of work, now are you? Now David, tell me something. Is this a legal enterprise they're running here?"
"Far from it," David grinned smugly. "I'd say they'd be doing close to 50 years apiece of hard time if the right people heard about what was going on here."
"Hey! This is for medicinal purposes only!" Waldo claimed.
"And I'm sure the jury will believe fine, upstanding citizens like you," Frank chuckled. "So why don't you boys just come back to work for us and leave all this other stuff behind."
"No way!" Franklin shot back. "We'd be gone before you even finished dialing the police. We disappeared once before and we'll just do it again."
"You could certainly do that," Frank replied. "That would probably be the smart thing for you to do. But then again, why would you want to leave property like this? I mean it's right on the ocean and of course you have those beautiful neighbors of yours."
"What are you getting at?" Delbert demanded.
Frank grinned again as David handed him the file folder he'd been carrying. Frank opened it and lay out the pictures that were inside.
"We placed your house under surveillance when we found out where you boys were," Frank explained. "Imagine our surprise when we discovered what went on next door."
The pictures required no explanation. They were in crystal clear colors. Sarah and Love on the tennis court with Anna Kournikova. Jewel and Jennifer sunbathing nude by the pool, rubbing oil on each other and falling into a 69. There were others, but the boys didn't need to see them.
"And those are just the tame ones," David reported. "You should see what we didn't bring."
"I can't believe shocking behavior like that goes on in a fine place like Malibu," Frank declared sadly as he shook his head. "Children look to girls like these as role models and look what they're doing. This country's morals have really slipped. I mean I wonder what people would say if these pictures hit the tabloids? Or if they were leaked to the news shows? Or if they were posted on the Internet? I don't know if their careers would ever recover. It would just be an awful shame, wouldn't it?"
"YOU BASTARDS!!!" Delbert screamed as he lunged forward. "LEAVE THEM ALONE!!!"
Frank and David immediately drew their guns and Delbert froze in place.
"Think about the offer boys," Frank said as he put his gun down and headed for the door, leaving the pictures behind. "We'll be in touch."
At the law offices of Middlebrook, Cosgrove and Winters, Jason Thorne was buried in a sea of papers. While that was just an expression, it sometimes felt like reality and today was one of those days. He had books and papers open all around him, but no answers in sight.
As Rose's attorney he found himself in the precarious position of having to defend someone who didn't want to be defended. He was sure if they just sat down with the prosecutors they could work something out. She might have to do a little jail time, but Jason knew it was better than the 20 years she was facing if she was convicted on the assault charges.
But Rose had been clear. There would be no deals. She wasn't pleading to any reduced charges. That left Jason in a bad spot. Rose was guilty. She had done this and she had offered him no explanation why. She didn't want to plead guilty. She didn't want to plead temporary insanity. She acted like if she could just ignore it, it would all go away. Jason knew that wasn't going to happen, but he couldn't get Rose to realize it. He could barely get her interested in her own case and the farther along they got, the worse it looked for her future.
This was going to be his first case of this magnatude and Jason didn't want to lose it. He had already been told that if he won his future at the firm was assured and he didn't want to blow it. But Jason had other, more noble reasons as well. He didn't want to see Rose go to jail. He barely knew her. She was cold, if not downright mean, to him when they spoke, but he knew she was someone who didn't deserve to go to jail. Whatever the reason was that she snapped, Jason could feel she wasn't a bad person. She had been defending a friend. You shouldn't have to go to jail for that.
Jason just wished Rose would open up to him. He was searching through assault cases from all over the country, looking for some kind of precedent or some kind of loophole he could find to keep Rose from having to go to jail. He couldn't do this without her help.
"Mr. Thorne, there's a call for you," a voice said over the intercom.
"I said no calls, Lindsay," Jason told his secretary.
"It's Bianca though, sir," Lindsay informed him, knowing Jason's fiancée was the exception to the policy.
"Thank you Lindsay," Jason said before clicking on the call and putting it on his speakerphone so he could talk while he worked.
"What is it honey?" Jason asked.
"Do you have me on that goddamn speakerphone?" Bianca demanded.
"Honey, please...it's just so I can keep working while we talk," Jason explained. "I have so much I need to do."
"I don't care," Bianca said. "Jason Thorne! You take me off the speakerphone this very instant! If you don't I'll scream at the top of my lungs and everyone will hear!"
"Ok...ok..." Jason said, taking her off the speakerphone. "Now, what is it?"
"I wanted to go over the seating plans for the wedding reception," Bianca answered. "Mummy and Daddy want to make sure the Chiltons have seats near the center table, but we can't sit them too close to the Beckworths. Now we could bump the Kensingtons, but then they might be offended and not show up."
"Bianca, I really don't have time for this right now," Jason insisted. The closer they got to the wedding, the more the details were getting minute and the less Jason wanted to be bothered with them.
"Jason you have to be involved," Bianca snapped. "This is my wedding and I have dreamed about this since I was four years old! It is going to be the most beautiful, perfect wedding ever!"
"I thought it was supposed to be our wedding," Jason pointed out.
"Oh you know what I meant," Bianca sighed. "You have to get involved with this Jason! We're getting married and you act like you don't even care!"
Jason could hear her voice start to get a little high pitched and he knew if he didn't do something soon, she was going to be crying. She did this more often then he liked, but he didn't dare say anything about it because he knew that would only result in more crying and a phone call to her father, who just happened to be a partner at the law firm.
"Of course I care," Jason said soothingly to his fiancé. "I love you Bianca and I want this day to be perfect for you. It's going to be everything you dreamed about and more."
"Yes...everything I dreamed about," Bianca repeated as she pictured how beautiful and perfect everything was going to be that day.
Suddenly the intercom came to life again.
"Mr. Thorne, Mr. Atkins is here to see you," Lindsay announced.
"Honey, I have to go," Jason told Bianca. "But I'll call you as soon as I can and we'll go over the seating plan together."
Bianca accepted those terms and, after they said their goodbyes, the call ended and Jason told Lindsay to let the visitor in. Steve Atkins was prosecuting Rose's case and he was evidence of how bad the District Attorney's Office wanted to get her. Steve was considered a rising star in the office with balls of steel and one of the sharpest legal minds in the state. Jason wasn't sure, but he had heard Steve hadn't lost a case.
"How are you Steve?" Jason said as he shook his opponent's hand.
"A lot better than you are," Steve chuckled as he looked over the mess that covered Jason's desk. "They sure know how to keep you busy around here. And to think people say the private sector is easy."
"Well you know how it is," Jason replied. "It doesn't get easy until your office is on the top floor."
"Tell me about it," Steve said before getting down to business. "So what are we going to do about this McGowan matter?"
"I don't know, what are you offering?" Jason inquired.
"We can accept her pleading down to assault in the second degree and she does five years," Steve stated. "You know you're not going to get a better deal here. We've got her dead to rights on this one and you know it, once the jury hears what happened they're going to send her away for 20 years."
"Steve, Brent Pierce was attempting to rape her friend," Jason protested. "The jury isn't about to throw someone in jail for doing that. We've got a lot of sympathy we can build up for her."
"Yeah that's what juries love to do, sympathize with celebrities," Steve laughed. "They will go in already thinking she's guilty because she's famous. By the time I'm done with that jury they will be asking the judge to throw her in for more than the maximum. I can have that jury believing she's a spoiled bitch who thinks she can get away with hurting whoever she wants."
"What about the rape?" Jason demanded.
"What about it?" Steve shot back. "She says it's rape. Her friend says it's rape. I've got witnesses who say it was totally consensual. Now you ask yourself who is the jury going to believe? The two celebrities? Or the guy missing an eye?"
Jason paused for a moment to reflect on what Steve was saying. He was right in one regard. Juries hated celebrities here. The days of famous people being able to charm a jury were long gone. Now, after the Winona Ryder case, juries seemed all too willing to punish people for their fame.
"You know this is a good deal," Steve said. "My bosses didn't even want me to offer it, you know. Officially, Brian Pierce has recused himself from the case because Brent's his son. Unofficially you and I both know he's involved in this and he wants to see this bitch do hard time. You have a way right in front of you to ease what she's going to have to suffer."
"She said no deals...I can't accept it," Jason replied.
"Get her to accept it Jason," Steve advised. "You won't see a deal this good again! My instructions are to go play hardball here and I love playing hardball. You think your client is some innocent little girl who snapped cause her friend was in trouble? Think again Jason. She's got one hell of a past."
"What are you talking about?" Jason demanded.
"So she hasn't told you, huh," Steve said as he opened his briefcase and pulled out a case file with "WASHINGTON STATE" stamped on it in bold red letters. "I'm not surprised. This isn't something she probably would want advertised."
Jason took the file and opened it. His jaw almost hit the floor when he saw what was inside. He didn't need any background on it. The facts spoke for themselves. Jason's head was spinning. This wasn't dynamite to the case. This was an atomic bomb.
"What do you think of your little angel client now?" Steve asked with a barely restrained grin.
"Wait a minute," Jason said as he saw a notation in the file. "How did you get this? This file was sealed by the trial judge!"
"Yeah, well things have a way of being unsealed if you know the right people here," Steve said. "I told you Steve, we're playing hardball here. They want her bad."
"Still, you won't be able to introduce it in court," Jason replied. "There's no way the judge will rule this as admissible."
"Oh yeah? Don't be too sure about that," Steve declared. "That judge never should have sealed this file. She wasn't a minor. He had no grounds. So I don't care what pansy ass liberal judge she had back then that felt sorry for her and kept this sealed up. I can go to the court of appeals and get that order reversed as simple as I can go downstairs and order lunch. You get her to take that deal Jason and that file will stay sealed. My office will be in touch. You know what to do here. You're no fool Jason."
Steve then gathered his stuff and got up to go.
"You can keep the file," he said confidently as he headed for the door. "We've got our own copy."
Jason was left in stunned silence behind the desk. If this ever came out, Rose was finished. Even if she was still able to get less than the maximum sentence, her career would never recover from a bombshell like this. He'd tried to reach her for the past couple of days, but hadn't been able to. Now he had to find her...wherever she was.
Alyson sighed as she ran her hands through what was left of her hair and stared at herself in the mirror. The doctors told her it would take some time for her hair to grow back after the surgery, but Alyson wasn't feeling particularly patient in this regard. She wanted her hair back and she wanted it now!
Of course things were much better today than they were when Alyson had first woken up from the coma. You couldn't even see the scar unless you got up close and examined her head. It was just that Alyson wasn't too keen on going out and looking like she'd just joined the Marines. Unfortunately, there weren't many alternatives for her. Alyson had considered some herbal hair growth pills, but she couldn't get over the concern that there would be side effects and she'd end up looking like Cousin It. So it was wigs for her when she went outside, and bald and beautiful when she was inside.
The truth was, Alyson didn't mind it that much. It was more annoying than anything else. Hair grew back and Alyson much preferred being bald to being dead. It felt so good to be alive, that things like baldness and headaches just didn't matter. There were so many other, better things to focus on. Alyson had to admit she also got a kick out of being called a "hero" by her friends and family for what she'd done for Sarah. She hadn't been thinking that when she'd done it. She just wanted to help her best friend. If that made her a hero, then Alyson was happy to take it as a bonus.
This hero stuff did have its advantages, after all. Alyson smiled and felt her body get flush with desire when she remembered all her fun with Nurse Charisma. What had happened in the hospital room had only been prelude and when they had gotten back to her house, Charisma had made sure every one of Alyson's needs was taken care of, including a thorough physical examination. Alyson just wished Sarah was there with her too, but she was in New York and far away from Alyson's horny wishes. Oh well, she'd just have to save all those naughty ideas she was coming up with in her head for when Sarah came back. Alyson would make sure she got a big welcome home present.
Thinking of Sarah and Charisma and all the sexy girl/girl fun she'd been having recently was starting to really get Alyson going. Even though it was turning into the afternoon, Alyson still hadn't gotten dressed after her shower. She was supposed to be relaxing, wasn't she? She didn't think her doctors would mind her lounging around her house in her bathrobe all day. But now the horny feelings zipping around her brain were getting Alyson thinking there was some other way she could spend her time. She felt her pussy stir under her robe and Alyson began rubbing her breasts through the material.
She'd had so much pent up energy lately that Alyson had felt horny almost 24/7. Unfortunately there hadn't been much willing girl flesh around for her to indulge in so she'd been seeking satisfaction through her fingers, her toys and basically whatever she could find. Alyson blushed when she remembered all the bananas she'd gone through one particularly horny morning a few days back. Unfortunately all she tried couldn't compare to a hot girl tongue inside her pussy. She needed love and she needed it bad. She just didn't know where to get it from. Charisma's pregnancy had put her on the shelf and Sarah was too far away.
Just as Alyson was beginning to sigh in frustration the doorbell rang in an example of perfect timing. Hoping that it was a hot babe sent to fulfill her dirty little fantasies, Alyson raced downstairs to see who it was.
"Who is it?" Alyson asked and the answer came like a visitor from heaven.
"It's Shannon," Shannon Elizabeth said and Alyson squealed with happiness as she unlocked her door to let her friend in. She flung the door open and pulled Shannon inside, barely giving her a moment to breathe before she was smothering her lips in a kiss.
"Mmmmm...this is just the type of visit I needed," Alyson said with a wide smile as she ended the kiss.
"I see someone's happy to see me," Shannon smiled right back, equally happy to see her friend up and walking and in such a good mood.
"Baby, you have no idea," Alyson laughed, her sex-starved eyes wandering over Shannon's form. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail and clothes that appeared almost painted onto her body covered her body. Her t-shirt hugged tightly to her breasts and her shorts accented her sexy, legs. Alyson just hoped Shannon had come to play, because seeing her standing there was just making her hornier.
"Well judging from the way you almost sucked my tongue out, I'd say I've got a fairly good idea," Shannon replied.
"That wasn't a complaint, was it?" Alyson inquired as she ran her hands over Shannon's stomach, tickling the taller girl lightly.
"Oh no," Shannon assured her. "No complaints here. I'm just happy to see you again Aly. Ummm I didn't know if we'd ever...well you know...I was scared that you..."
"Shhh, you don't have to say anything," Alyson said, silencing Shannon with a light, tender kiss. "I know. We don't have to think about that though. I'm fine. The only thing I lost was my hair."
"I think it's kind of sexy," Shannon giggled, running her hands through Alyson's short mop of red hair.
"Oh shut up," Alyson replied, playfully pushing Shannon away. "Get your ass upstairs before I make you get on your knees and kiss my feet."
"Ooooh I think I'd like that," Shannon shot back with a wicked wink. Ever since she had begun playing with her "American Pie" co-stars, Shannon had never had any trouble giving up control to Alyson. It certainly looked as if the time between their encounters had done nothing to change that.
"Just get upstairs," Alyson laughed, giving Shannon a swat to her ass through her shorts that got the blonde-streaked brunette scampering up the stairs. When they got to Alyson's bedroom, Shannon turned around and immediately fell into another kiss with her sexy redheaded friend. The two lovers kissed passionately and Alyson's hands moved up to rub Shannon's breasts through her shirt. Shannon did the same to Alyson, pushing open her robe so she could get at the firm globes of bare flesh that lay underneath.
"So what do I owe the honor of this visit?" Alyson inquired when the kiss ended. Alyson made no attempt to close her robe, she just left it half open to expose the curves of her tits and hint at the other delights of the flesh that lay underneath.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing Aly," Shannon explained. "You know, make sure you had everything you needed and all that."
"Oh? You mean you didn't come here to fuck me?" Alyson pouted.
"Well...that too..." Shannon replied, cracking a smile. "I didn't know if you were up for it or not."
"Mmmm baby I'm going crazy without it," Alyson giggled, kissing Shannon again. "I can't remember when I've ever been so fucking horny. It's like I want everything at once and all the time. You know?"
"Well we'll just have to see what we can do about that," Shannon said sexily as she reached for Alyson's robe. Surprisingly, the red head slapped her hand away.
"Not yet," Alyson declared. "First I want to hear about you, Mena and Tara and this time I want ALL the details."
Shannon was glad to talk about that and, as she and Alyson sat down on the bed, she began spilling the dirty details. During a visit to see Alyson in the hospital, Shannon and Mena had told Alyson what had happened, but now she could get into the really graphic descriptions she had been dying to relate. Shannon related how Tara had caught her and Mena making out and how eager she'd been to join in the fun. Shannon remembered every detail as clearly as if it had just happened and she talked about how sexy Tara's naked body had been, how enthusiastic she'd been to eat pussy and how she'd loved having her tight little ass spanked.
Alyson responded to hearing the sexy story by completely opening her robe and pushing it off to expose her naked body to Shannon. It was hard for Shannon to concentrate Alyson's bare flesh in front of her, but she kept going with the story, telling it down to the last nipple suck and finger fuck. Shannon talked about all the things she and Mena had done to Tara and all the things the sexy blonde had eagerly done right back to them. Alyson was really getting into the story and she soon had her hand between her legs, rubbing at her wet pussy.
"Mmmmm sounds so fucking good," Alyson moaned. "I always knew Tara was a fucking slut. Did her tongue feel good inside your pussy baby?"
"Yessssss it felt sooooo good," Shannon replied, loving being able to relive these arousing memories. "She ate me out so nice. Her tongue felt awesome in my pussy and mmmm then she licked my ass too and she was so good at it. Mmmm she was such a fucking whore for Mena and me and we did it all back to her."
"Did you leave a sexy little mess for the poor maid to clean up?" Alyson asked.
"Mmmm we ruined those fucking sheets," Shannon replied. "We soaked them with our cum."
"That's my girl," Alyson groaned, picturing the scene. "There's just one problem, though."
"What's that, Aly?" Shannon asked dreamily.
"You didn't fucking wait for me!" Alyson snapped, slapping Shannon's face. Shannon gasped and blushed frantically.
"I'm sorry..." Shannon stammered.
"You're sorry...WHAT?" Alyson demanded tugging on Shannon's ponytail.
"Mistress!" Shannon gasped. "I'm sorry mistress!"
"That's better," Alyson said, standing up from the bed. "Eyes down whore. You're not worthy of looking at my beautiful face, you cheap little slut."
"Yes mistress," Shannon said meekly, remaining in her sitting position and looking down at her shoes. Inside she was absolutely elated. She had missed this so much. She had been hoping Aly would want to play like this. Ever since she had been seduced by Alyson, Mena and Natasha Lyonne, Alyson had let Shannon know who was in charge. Shannon wasn't a naturally submissive lover, but she had no problem giving up control to the red head. She longed for it and she hoped Alyson had all sorts of punishments planned for her.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Alyson demanded, pacing like a lioness around Shannon, proudly displaying her naked body. "You and Mena have some fucking balls. Seducing Tara without me. Who gave you permission to do that? Answer me!"
"No one mistress," Shannon replied nervously. "We were just there and she was there and she wanted us and she looked so hot we just couldn't help ourselves. We weren't thinking."
"You're damn right you weren't thinking, slut," Alyson shot back heatedly. "That little blonde piece of ass belonged to me and you knew it. You knew I wanted to break that tight pussy of hers in and you just took it on yourself to fuck her without my permission! You're in so much fucking trouble, slave!"
"Please...have mercy mistress," Shannon begged. "I'm sooo sorry. Don't hurt me...please!"
"It's too late for apologies," Alyson sneered. "You must pay the price now! Mena will have to wait for her punishment but your ass is mine now. Wait right here."
As Shannon obeyed without a word, Alyson went into her closet, her pulse racing and her stomach filled with butterflies. She had wondered whether she was going to be able to get into this again, but here she was. Alyson wasn't someone who had to be a domme all the time. She just liked doing it when the mood struck. It had to be at the right time and with the right person. She never could have done this with Sarah. Alyson loved being on an equal level with her best friend. But with girls like Shannon, Mena and now Tara, Alyson felt like she could really let her desires free. She loved commanding them and Shannon and Mena always got so into it.
It was such a turn on to command their slutty bodies and Natasha was always eager to help control them. They had done such nasty things amongst the four of them and Alyson always came so hard from playing this part. She wasn't entirely comfortable with this side of herself and she definitely didn't want Sarah to know about it out of fear she might think she was weird or something. Besides the mansion already had Rose and Alyson knew there was no way she could gain control over someone like that.
While lying in her hospital bed, Alyson had worried she had lost the will to do this. She didn't know if she'd be able to summon the rage and evil lust necessary to pull it off, but she felt it all and then some in her veins again. Alyson quickly found what she was looking for in her closet and remembered how Sarah had accidentally discovered her little toy chest the last time she had been over to the house. If only she had known what she used them for, Alyson giggled to herself.
Alyson debated whether or not she should put on one of her special costumes for the occasion. She had a bunch of them and all of them equally kinky, but in the end she decided to stay nude. She was already soaked with desire and Alyson didn't want any obstacles between her pussy and Shannon's pretty face. Grabbing what she was after, Alyson exited the closet and stood before Shannon.
"Are you ready for your punishment slut?" Alyson demanded. Shannon looked up and her eyes bugged out when she saw what Alyson was holding. She was about to protest, but then she remembered her place.
"Yes mistress," Shannon said. "I've been bad. Punish me please. I deserve it."
"Fucking right you do," Alyson stated, accenting her point by slashing the whip she was holding right through the air. She didn't make contact with Shannon, but the girl's skin tingled anyway. Shannon was scared and horny all at the same time and she loved the rush that gave her. She could only watch in desire as Alyson played with her whip.
The whip had eight rubber tails on it and it looked mighty intimidating, especially when held by Alyson with the steely look in her eyes. But the part that really stood out was the handle. It was no mere handle, but a black, plastic dildo as well. It gave Alyson a perfect grip for the whip and it also allowed her a chance to have a toy handy for sluts like Shannon.
"Strip for me slut," Alyson demanded. "Get fucking naked already!"
Shannon immediately stood up to obey. She knew from Alyson's tone which way to do it. Sometimes Alyson liked her to dance and put on a little strip show for her, but she could feel she didn't want that this time. Instead Shannon quickly began taking off her clothes.
"Faster! FASTER!" Alyson commanded. Shannon pulled her shirt over her head and reached around back to unfasten her bra. As she did this Alyson continued eyeing her like a piece of meat. She even reached forward to grope Shannon as if she were examining her slave for flaws.
"Mmmm I forgot now nice your tits are," Alyson grinned while fondling Shannon's heaving breasts. "These are such nice fleshy jugs you've got here Shannon. Maybe I won't be too rough on them...or maybe I will!"
Alyson then began slapping Shannon's tits, getting the large mounds to slap into each other over and over again before moving onto her nipples. Alyson tugged and pinched Shannon's nipples, getting them red with swollen desire as Shannon groaned in pleasure filled pain.
"Get the rest of these fucking clothes off slut...NOW!" Alyson ordered and Shannon obeyed. Alyson could only imagine what someone like Sarah would think if she saw her like this. She'd probably pass out from shock. Alyson felt like she lived a double life with this and she loved it. She could be sweet and loving and she could be cruel and nasty. She could be anything she wanted to be.
After reaching down to untie her sneakers and pull them off, Shannon didn't waste any time before undoing her shorts and pushing them down her legs. She stood up and suddenly felt a hard smack on her ass.
"Get your panties off too," Alyson commanded. "I want to see your whole slutty body, Shannon!"
Shannon complied, pushing her soaked panties down her legs and fully exposing herself to her beloved mistress. She wasn't like this with any other girl and she certainly wasn't like this with her husband. Only Alyson could make her want this. Shannon stood up straight, letting Alyson examine her with her hands and her eyes.
"Ooooh your pussy is looking nice and pretty," Alyson said as she eyed Shannon's dark, trimmed bush and the wet lips of her labia. "It's just begging to be fucked, isn't it? Is that what you want Shannon? You want to get fucked?"
"Yes mistress! Please!" Shannon begged. "Fuck me! Fuck your slut!"
"Oh you're not getting off that easily," Alyson cackled evilly. "You've been a naughty girl Shannon and naughty girls have to be punished. Now assume the position slut!"
"Yes mistress...I need to be punished," Shannon agreed as she leaned up against the wall, bracing herself with her hands and spreading her legs open. "Punish me like the fucking slut I am!"
Even though Shannon knew what was coming she still gasped the first time the whip hit her bare back. She groaned lustfully at the contact with her skin and felt pleasure ripple through her body as her back tingled.
"Oooh you liked that, didn't you?" Alyson demanded. "I guess I'm not doing it hard enough!"
Alyson then whipped Shannon with more force, getting a moan from the nude girl as her palms pressed against the wall.
"Ohhhhhhhhh mistress...please...no more," Shannon urged, hoping her arousal wasn't too evident from this. Alyson knew just how to work that whip. She knew how to make her feel it without making it hurt. Shannon knew Alyson didn't want to hurt her and Shannon wasn't looking for pain, just discipline. Alyson's whippings made her body quiver with sensations and Shannon felt herself getting wetter as she imagined the pink marks that were now forming on her bare skin.
"I'm just getting started slut," Alyson informed her. "Now tell me Shannon...how many times did you make Tara go down on you? How many times did she eat your pussy?"
"Ummmm...three...she went down on me three times..." Shannon answered as she thought back to that morning in the hotel room.
"Well then, this is going to be fair punishment," Alyson declared before she proceeded to whip Shannon across her back three times.
"OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!" Shannon cried out as her skin got more sensitive with each whipping. It was just how she wanted it to be though.
"So slut...how many times did you go down on her?" Alyson asked. "How many times did you stick your tongue into Tara's sweet little pussy and make her come?"
"Twice..." Shannon replied, her voice quivering now.
"Are you lying to me Shannon?" Alyson demanded, hoping she wasn't about to start grinning while she did this. Sometimes she felt so silly being a domme, but it was undeniably fun for her. "Lying will only make it worse!"
"No mistress! I'm not lying!" Shannon swore. "It was twice! I ate her pussy twice! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Shannon screamed as the whip hit her back two more times. It was so fucking good she could barely stand. Alyson knew just where to whip her and how to make her feel the maximum pleasure from it. Shannon could feel her pussy dripping and she was desperate to touch herself. She didn't dare though. Shannon knew what would come from that. Alyson could do worse things to her than whipping her back.
"How many times did she fuck your slutty ass?" Alyson asked, while gently rubbing the whip against Shannon's back, making sure she hit all the sensitive spots.
"Just once..." Shannon groaned. "She tongued my ass once. Ohhhhh mistress...please no more!"
"Shut up!" Alyson commanded as she sent the whip against Shannon's back again. "I'll tell you when you've had enough!"
"OWWWWWWWWWW!!! Yes...yes...mistress..." Shannon whimpered.
"Now Shannon...this is the most important question," Alyson said. "How many times did you come that morning? I want to know how many times total those little whores Mena and Tara made you come."
"No mistress please..." Shannon begged. "Don't do this!"
"Tell me!" Alyson commanded.
"Five...it was five times..." Shannon said softly, unable to not obey her mistress.
"AGHHHHHHHHHH!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!" Shannon screamed as Alyson hit her with the whip once, then twice, then a third time. Shannon felt like she was close to coming when the fourth whipping hit her bare back and when Alyson smacked her for the fifth time, Shannon could finally take no more.
"Mistress please..." Shannon cried. "No more! Please mistress! Rainbow!"
At the sound of that, Alyson dropped her whip. "Rainbow" had been their agreed upon safety word and when Shannon said it, Alyson knew it was time to stop.
"Did you like that baby?" Alyson purred into Shannon's ear.
"Yessss..." Shannon moaned. "I deserved every lash mistress! I was a bad girl...a nasty fucking slut! Tara's pussy was so hot and tight I couldn't resist it. I should have waited for you mistress but I was too weak to resist. I am not worthy of gazing upon your beauty."
"Got that right," Alyson smirked before pressing her face to Shannon's back and kissing where she had just whipped. The marks on her back were already beginning to fade and in a few hours they would be completely gone. Alyson's kisses were soft and tender, bringing love to where her lover hurt. Shannon groaned in longing and desire with every kiss, her pussy just getting wetter. This was what Shannon loved about Alyson, even when she was hardest, her natural sweetness was never far behind.
"Do you like it when your mistress kisses you and makes it better?" Alyson asked Shannon, the brunette still pressed to the wall.
"Mmmmhmmm," Shannon smiled happily. The soft kisses were making the sore spots feel better than any ointment ever could. "Mistress, you make everything feel gooood!"
Alyson almost giggled when she heard Shannon say that, but she held firm and didn't spoil the illusion. Shannon was always so willing to give it up to her. Mena was too, but Shannon just got so into it. Alyson had seen a lot of dommes recently do their thing and she had no idea how they kept it up for so long. She could only keep the character going for so long. This was hard. Fortunately, it was also fun.
"Oh yeah?" Alyson challenged. ""Well now it's time for you to make me feel good. Get on your knees slut. On your knees so you can eat my pussy!"
"Yes mistress," Shannon grinned as she licked her lips. "Thank you for giving me the privilege of licking your beautiful pussy."
Shannon backed away from the wall, noticing her wet palms had left handprints on the paint that quickly faded in the open air. Her whole body was covered with the glow of perspiration as she sank to her knees and brought herself face to face with Alyson's cunt. This was a position Shannon was very familiar with and, as always, the scent of Alyson's arousal drove her wild. Alyson's bush had been trimmed down to a neat triangle of red hair and Shannon saw that the whipping had gotten her mistresses' pussy plenty wet and juicy for her. Shannon had longed for her friend's taste and couldn't deny herself a moment more.
"Mmmmmm yessss Shannon...lick that pussy," Alyson urged. "Tongue it good slut. Ohhhhhh Shannon...you know what your mistress likes! I forgot how fucking good your tongue was!"
The examinations she had gotten from Nurse Charisma hadn't nearly been enough and now Alyson was finally getting the dose of medicine she really needed. Shannon's wet, probing tongue knew just where all her hot spots were and Alyson felt her pussy drip more hot juice while her experienced mouth worked her over. Charisma had been enthusiastic, but you could never make up for experience and Shannon's talented tongue licked all she could as she burrowed deep in her pink, velvety folds.
"You're such a good little pussy licker Shannon," Alyson informed her friend. "Mmmm I'm going to be coming all over that pretty face. Is that what you did to Tara? Did you lick her until she creamed your skin with her nasty girl cum? Did you make that whore Mena lick your skin clean or did you save all that cum for your own tongue you greedy slut?"
Shannon knew her mistress didn't want answers to those questions. Her duty was to stay where she was, right between Alyson's legs putting her tongue to work. Shannon was almost giddy with joy over the prospect of making Alyson come. When she had heard about what had happened to Alyson, Shannon had worried that she had lost one of her most special friends.
Even when she knew Alyson was going to be physically all right, Shannon had thought she wouldn't want to do things like this anymore. Now she knew all her fears were for nothing. Alyson was back and hotter than she'd ever been.
Sometimes it was hard for Shannon to reconcile how she felt about all this with how she lived the rest of her life. She loved her husband and he knew she was bisexual. She usually told him all about her girl/girl adventures and she loved how aroused it would make him. There had been many times when she had brought a cute girl home for both of them to share. But this was something she kept to herself. He had no idea what she did with her "American Pie" co-stars and he especially had no idea about the special relationship she had with Alyson.
Shannon loved sex and never made any secret of that, but this was something so different that she made sure it stayed between her and her select group of friends. Not even Tara knew about this yet. She and Mena had debated telling her about it after their fun, but they had decided not to. They weren't sure she was ready for all this yet. Besides, it would be much more fun to show it to her than it would be to merely tell it.
With Alyson's tasty juices covering her tongue, Shannon hungrily searched for more. She got her tongue zeroed in right on Alyson's clit and began licking it hard, eliciting happy moans from her mistress. Alyson's hands moved to Shannon's head, gripping her hair and pushing her face in deeper.
"Don't you fucking stop slut!" Alyson commanded. "Make me come! Get your fucking face in my pussy! Mmmm you are hungry, aren't you slut? You must have been going crazy without my hot little pussy around to feed you."
Once again Shannon didn't dare to answer, but Alyson had her dead to rights. Not that Shannon minded having her weakness so exposed. Alyson's words were harsh, but her personality wasn't. Even when they were like this, there was an air of playfulness to their sex. When the four of them were together, Alyson and Natasha never got too lost in their roles as dommes and Shannon and Mena never got too lost in their roles as subs. It made everything mesh together perfectly.
Shannon let her eyes drift upward to see the waves of pleasure crossing across Alyson's face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth opened slowly to release the moans Shannon's tongue was creating. Shannon's eyes drank in all of Alyson's pale skin, capped off by the hard pink nipples that stuck out like sexy pebbles. Shannon wanted nothing more than to please this alabaster beauty and she got her tongue right back on her clit.
Alyson's clit was swollen with pent up arousal and Shannon could feel it wasn't going to be long before she came. Shannon didn't start sucking Alyson's pleasure center right away. Instead she lapped at the hard clit with her tongue, slapping it around and licking all over Alyson's hot spots. Shannon got just the response she was looking for as Alyson gripped her hair tighter and pushed her head against her pussy again.
"Ohhhhhhh sooooooo close," Alyson groaned. "Mmmm good slut...you haven't forgotten what your mistress taught you. Ohhhhhh Shannon...work that clit over! Don't tease me anymore! Make your mistress come! Suck on that clit slut!"
Shannon let her own hands get to work now and she reached behind Alyson to fondle and squeeze the cheeks of her ass. Alyson groaned again at the contact and Shannon felt a surge in the heat and wetness against her face. Shannon didn't do anything more than rub and caress Alyson's ass, but it was exactly what Alyson wanted her to do. Shannon's eager hands played with the firm, smooth cheeks and Alyson's hips began to move, grinding her pussy to her slut's face and giving her skin a preview of what...literally...was to come.
"Mmmmm so fucking close!" Alyson cried, her voice getting feverish and ragged. "Taste those juices Shannon! Mmmm such a good slut...getting her mistress all hot and creamy! Mmmm feel those juices I'm rubbing allllllll over your face! Don't stop licking! I'm almost there!"
It wasn't a hard smashing Alyson was giving to Shannon's face, more like the slow, sexy grind of a lap dance. Shannon had always loved having her face fucked hard, whether by men or women, but it was good when it was slow too. This was she could appreciate the feel of Alyson's wet pussy pressing against her face and savor the juices that were coating her tongue and dripping down her throat. Shannon responded to the sensations that were building in her own body by sighing sexily into the muzzle of Alyson's snatch and pushing her tongue inside harder.
Alyson's clit was so swollen with desire by then that a cool breeze against it probably would have gotten her off. Shannon's mouth was a much better alternative and when she finally pushed her lips onto Alyson's clit and began sucking, the redhead found her orgasm hitting her like a bolt of electricity.
"YESSSSSS!!!" Alyson screamed. "MORRRRRRE!!! SUCK MY CLIT YOU BITCH!!! OOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS!!!"
The two girls were almost fused together at that point, each holding the other tight with gripping hands. Alyson's hands were tight to Shannon's head, pushing her close as Shannon kept her own solid hold on Alyson's ass cheeks, pulling her close. They were one as Shannon kept sucking on Alyson's clit and indulging in the reward her efforts had brought to her.
"OHHHHHH SHANNONNNNNNN!!!" Alyson cried in thunderous ecstasy, the pleasure of her orgasm overwhelming the mask of dominance she had worn. "FUCK MY PUSSY WITH YOUR TONGUE!!! YESSSSS BABY YESSSSS!!! OOOOOOOH SOOOOO GOOOOOOOD!!!"
Alyson's orgasmic cream filled Shannon's mouth and she greedily drank her down. Shannon's practiced tongue knew just how to lick and she tried every trick she knew so she couldn't miss a single drop of that sweet girl cum. That became impossible when Alyson's movements became more ragged and she began rubbing her pussy all over Shannon's face. But Shannon had no problem with that. It wasn't as if she didn't love every second of Alyson rubbing her sex cream all over her lips and chin. Shannon kept licking for more, letting it soak her tongue and her skin as Alyson cried out her pleasure.
Alyson had wanted something just like this and the force of her orgasm left her knees weak. It seemed as if Shannon's hands on her ass were the only thing keeping her standing and, as her orgasm died down to flickering embers of pleasure, Alyson slowly lowered herself down to the soft carpeting of her bedroom floor.
"Mmmmm..." Alyson moaned, her pale skin flush with orgasmic afterglow. She and Shannon finally released each other and Alyson pulled her lover down on top of her for a deep kiss. Shannon's large breasts pressed into Alyson's own modest, but oh so sexy, chest and the two shared their mutual pleasure through their kiss. Shannon greedily treasured the kiss. She knew her mistress would be back in a second so she wanted to make sure she got plenty of Aly's tenderness while she could.
"I suppose that was acceptable..." Alyson giggled after she and Shannon separated and lay next to one another on the floor. "Do you think you earned your orgasm from that slut? Do you think you earned the privilege of having my tongue inside your unworthy pussy?"
"Yes mistress please..." Shannon begged, the lower half of her face still shiny from Alyson's orgasm. "I'm so wet. My pussy aches for you mistress. Please have mercy on your slut! Please make her come with your tongue!"
"Hmmmm...no..." Alyson said after thinking it over. "You don't deserve my tongue. You're still being punished. You've lost your privileges there."
Shannon's face drooped with disappointment. She would accept her mistress' word, but she didn't like it. She was so close. Being whipped by Alyson and then eating her out had gotten Shannon on the verge of orgasm already. She knew it would only take a few sexy tongue strokes from Alyson to get her off. Shannon needed this orgasm. That was why she came over here in the first place. She didn't know if she would have been able to take being left hanging by her mistress. Fortunately, Alyson's next words brightened her outlook considerably.
"On the other hand...you did do a good job at licking my pussy," Alyson grinned. "I suppose you deserve an orgasm. Get yourself off slut. Make yourself come for me."
Alyson then picked up the discarded whip and handed it to Shannon. The girl knew exactly what to do and immediately took the dildo handle and began sucking it, getting it wet and ready to be pushed into her own pussy.
"That's it," Alyson urged. "Suck on that cock. Get it all nice and wet for your tight little pussy Shannon. Suck it like it's your husband's cock and you want him to come and fill up your slutty mouth. He can't do the things to you that I can, can he?"
"Oh no mistress..." Shannon assured her as she pulled the dildo from her mouth the black plastic now wet and a strand of saliva connected from the head of the toy to Shannon's lips. "No one can do what you do to me."
"Get that cock back in your mouth...suck my toy off," Alyson commanded, loving the sight of Shannon, her eyes closed and her mouth filled, giving a blow job to the dildo. Shannon was an expert at cocksucking and she treated the toy as if it were flesh and blood. She fondled it with her hands and pushed it deep into her mouth. She was able to take the whole length inside her mouth, but the toy wasn't big enough for that to be much of a challenge. Alyson's thoughts drifted back to her closet where she had herself a strap on that could have been Mr. Snappy's slightly smaller brother. Alyson wondered whether Shannon could deep throat that sucker. She'd have to find out for herself next time, right now there was something else Alyson wanted to see.
"Get that thing between your tits," Alyson instructed. "I want to see you press those big tits around that toy. Mmmmmm it would look so sexy."
Wordlessly, Shannon began to comply. She didn't want to do anything to jeopardize the orgasm that she already felt forming in her body so she followed her mistress' orders. Besides, knowing she was pleasing Alyson by putting on a sexy show for her just served to get Shannon wetter.
Shannon took the toy and lay back. She was flat on her back as she placed the dildo in her cleavage, right between her soft breasts, pushing them together and titfucking the toy. Shannon was no stranger to the feel of a cock between her tits and she loved how the tails of the whip tickled her skin and her arousal only increased when Alyson leaned over to help out by taking the dildo in her hand and pushing it up and down between Shannon's breasts.
"You look so hot and slutty right now Shannon," Alyson admired. "I wish this was a real cock so I could see it come all over you. Mmmm I'd love to see your tits and face covered in white ropes of cum like the slut you are. You'd love it too, wouldn't you?"
"Oh yesss mistress...you know I would," Shannon sighed in desire. "My whole body covered in cum. I'd do anything you wanted me to do. I'd be your obedient little bitch."
More than a few times Shannon had fantasized about bringing Alyson home to share with her husband, but she had never actually done it. She didn't want to share her mistress and, besides, Shannon wasn't sure he would have been able to handle the two of them.
"You already are my obedient little bitch," Alyson reminded Shannon as she leaned down to suck and tease her hard nipples a little. Shannon groaned at the contact with her body and Alyson could easily see how aroused she was. Shannon's pussy glistened with juice and her skin was so flushed with desire. Alyson saw how Shannon quivered as she pushed the toy between her tits and played with her nipples. This girl needed to come and Alyson wasn't nearly cruel enough to deny her.
"Sit up," Alyson ordered, holding out her hands so Shannon could grab them and pull herself up off the floor. Shannon quickly put herself in an Indian-style position on the floor and Alyson kissed her, drawing a happy moan from Shannon and leaving stands of saliva dripping from their lips.
Alyson handed the dildo back to Shannon and the brunette knew just what was expected of her. She licked the head of the toy a few times, teasing it with her wet tongue just like she would to a real guy. Shannon then began to slowly move the toy down her body, leaving a saliva trail down her neck and through the valley of her cleavage before crossing past her stomach and over her thighs.
"Get that toy inside you," Alyson ordered. "I want to see you fill your slutty pussy up with it. Show me that hard toy deep inside you. Put on a show for your mistress."
Shannon just wanted to come and she didn't care how it happened. Being able to please Alyson at the same time was a bonus she was happy to get. Shannon teased her thighs with the toy, opening her legs so that Alyson could get a good look at her spread pussy before she began rubbing it over her wet slit. Shannon was quickly moaning as she teased herself with the dildo, pressing it to her labia, but not penetrating herself with it yet.
"No don't tease yourself," Alyson chided. "I want to see you take that hard, plastic toy and fuck yourself with it Shannon. Fuck yourself like a slut Shannon!"
"Yesss..." Shannon hissed as she pushed the toy inside her steaming cunt, the walls of her pussy creating a tight, pink hold on the black plastic. "I am a slut. A naughty fucking slut! Watch me fuck myself for you mistress...only for you!"
Alyson had to stifle a giggle when she considered what men all over the country would give up to see Shannon put on the live sex show she was watching right now. Well they couldn't see her this way and she could. That was such a turn on for Alyson and she watched with heated stares as Shannon fucked herself with the toy, pushing it in her pussy and pulling it out before repeating it, each time the toy getting slicker and slicker with girl juice.
"Mmmmm watch me mistress," Shannon grunted. "Watch me fuck myself!"
Shannon had been filled with bigger toys and bigger cocks before, but that didn't make this any less hot. It wasn't what she was pushing into herself that was the turn on. It was that she was doing this in front of Alyson. She wanted her friend to see how wet she was. She wanted her to see how much she loved this.
Alyson certainly saw all that and more. Alyson leaned over and began playing with Shannon's swinging tits as she continued to fuck herself with the dildo. Shannon moaned, her voice getting high pitched, as Alyson's tongue and fingers played with her breasts. She sucked and pinched her nipples, never too hard, but just enough so Shannon could feel the pleasure spiced up with pain. Shannon loved it and Alyson only had to look down to see the dildo getting wetter to know it.
"Come for me Shannon," Alyson instructed. "Come for your mistress. Push that thing up your pussy and cream it with your cum. Soak that thing with your girl juice like the good little slut you are. Show me what I want to see!"
Everything Shannon was doing to herself was designed to give Alyson what she wanted to see. Shannon could taste her own orgasm. It was so close. She wanted it so bad and she wanted her mistress to see her come. Since Alyson was doing such a good job playing with her breasts, Shannon could use both of her hands on working her pussy over. She held the dildo with two hands, pushing it into herself hard and then yanking it out roughly, without ever leaving the walls of her pussy. She didn't want to stop being filled and feeling those tails on her legs and thighs and still feeling the sensitive welts on her back only added to Shannon's arousal.
"Yesss...gonna come..." Shannon moaned. "It feels too good. Too fucking good!!! Ughhhh...I need this!!!"
"That's it Shannon...come for me," Alyson continued to urge. "Feel that fucking cock deep in your pussy. Mmmm you look so hot right now you little slut. Maybe if you're lucky I'll lean down and lick all that cum out of your pussy when you're done. Come for your mistress! Do it! NOW!!!"
At the sound of Alyson's command, Shannon lost control. She began seriously pumping the dildo in and out of her open, filled pussy and she felt her release explode onto the toy.
"AHHHHHHH!!!" Shannon screamed. "COMMMINGGGGGG!!! I'M FUCKING COMINGGGGG!!!"
"Mmmm yesss...that's it...fucking come Shannon..." Alyson gleefully said as she kept playing with her tits, fondling them as they shook with the rapture that racked Shannon's naked body. Shannon shook and lurched on the rug, soaking the dildo and dripping right down onto Alyson's carpet. Shannon tossed her head back and forth, her long hair flying over her face as she came and screamed.
"YESSSSSSSS MISTRESSSSS YESSSSSS!!!" Shannon roared. "WATCH ME COME FOR YOU!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!"
Alyson then smothered Shannon's lips with her own, kissing her passionately and crushing their nude bodies together. They sucked on each other's tongues as Shannon cycled down from her orgasmic highs. When Shannon finally fell back, exhausted, she and Alyson flicked their tongues together and fondled each other's bare chest, not wanting to stop touching each other.
"Mmmmm I missed that," Alyson smiled, snuggling up to Shannon and hugging her as they both lay on the soft carpeting. Mistress was gone. Now she was just Alyson again.
"Me too...hell, I just missed you Aly..." Shannon sighed, loving the feel of her friend clinging to her naked body.
"Well I'm back," Alyson replied. "I missed you too Shannon. I missed all of you. Mmmm we'll all have to get together soon. You...me....Mena...Natasha...ooooh and now we can get Tara to play too. Do you think you could get her over here?"
"I don't think it would take much convincing," Shannon giggled, remembering how enthusiastic Tara had been that morning in the hotel room.
"We can even take her to the club and see how naughty she likes to get," Alyson suggested, imagining what they could do to Tara in their secret little nightspot. "Heyyyy...did you guys go without me while I was gone?"
"A few times," Shannon sheepishly admitted, fearful of another punishment. "But not with Tara and never to participate. We just went to watch."
"And what did you see?" Alyson inquired, wondering how the place had held up without her.
"You don't want to know," Shannon sighed sadly. "It's really gotten bad down there. She's running everything now and people are a little scared. Some people have stopped showing up."
"That fucking blonde bitch," Alyson muttered bitterly. "She didn't miss a beat, did she? She was probably glad I was in that damn coma. Well, I think I'll have to remind her who's boss. You want to help?"
"Would I?" Shannon asked happily. "All you have to do is ask, Aly. You know I'll do anything you ask...mistress."
The two girls then laughed and kissed again, holding each other type and wondering how to take back control of what they had helped build.
TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 4