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Lannie
by Anonymous BBS Author (1994)

***

This story doesn't reflect well on the male side of the 
species. The story begins with teenaged Lannie losing 
her virginity to her mother and then goes on to further 
lesbian experiences with mom and girlfriends. Along the 
way she receives warnings about men and what animals 
they selfish can be, but she still has the urge to try 
men out and in the end does so. (FF, MF, oral, anal, gb, 
rp?)

***

CHAPTER 1

Susan was never quite certain when it started, when the 
feelings began to change inside her, when they began to 
take on the taint of lust and heat and sexual desire. It 
happened sometime after her adolescence, not her own, 
but her daughter's.

Susan remembered her own adolescence all too well. She 
remembered her budding breasts being licked and sucked 
and fondled by all too many boys, remembered her cherry 
being popped, remembered the many sexual encounters 
afterwards, the drunken gang-bangs, the hot, sweaty 
jousts in the back seats of cars, the guilt and misery 
the morning after.

She remembered it all too well. She was gay, but hadn't 
known it then. She'd come from a cold family that 
seldom, if ever showed her any love or affection, and 
she had turned to others for that affection, to boys, 
mainly, because that was the acceptable outlet then.

She had found her sexual experiences unfulfilling. She 
liked the closeness, the kissing and licking and 
hugging, but didn't like the lust and excitement that 
drove the boys into using her so hard, so fast, and 
hated their loud tails afterwards.

She well deserved the title of slut they all awarded 
her, and it surprised no one that she became pregnant in 
her freshman year in high school. It surprised her even 
less that when her parents found out she was severely 
beaten, stripped naked, then thrown out the door into 
the snow.

She'd spent the next several years in foster homes 
bringing up Lannie, her daughter, treating her with all 
the affection and love she herself had never received.

The counsellors had given her strength she hadn't 
believed she had, and one in particular, had cleared up 
much of the confusion in her life. That was Karen. Karen 
was a lesbian, and she had recognized Susan's problem.

**

One night, while Lannie slept nearby, she had taken 
Susan on the sofa in her office, stripping her body and 
soul naked and bringing her to the first orgasm of her 
life.

Several times a week Susan and Karen would meet and they 
would give pleasure to each other with their fingers and 
tongues and lips and bodies. Susan had been astonished 
at the things Karen did to her, but had loved every 
minute of it.

With Karen she had found that love and pleasure that had 
long evaded her. She had had relationships since then, 
many of them, but none had been as wonderful as that 
first one with Karen.

Karen had taught her a lot about live, too, and about 
strength. It was because of Karen that she'd finished 
high school and gone on to college. It was because of 
Karen that she was a successful businesswoman now, 
instead of being a welfare mother.

And perhaps that was one of the reasons why she had 
developed this...this terrible desire that she could not 
shake, one of the reasons why she continued to argue to 
herself about the pros and cons, about what would be or 
wouldn't be good for Lannie.

Lannie reminded her of Karen, in her looks, her 
impudence towards others, her high spirits, her good 
natured humour and practical jokes, and of course, in 
the love she showed Susan.

Like Karen, Lannie was a slender athletic girl, her body 
long and willowy, yet rounded and feminine. Her breasts 
were high and round and full, with tiny pink nipples. 
Her waist was tiny, her hips round, her buttocks like an 
apple.

She had shining chestnut hair, kept long and straight, 
and, like Karen, habitually tied back in a loose pony 
tail. Her face was firm, strong, yet softened by wide, 
deep green eyes and a small mouth. Her lips were full 
and pouty, her nose aristocratic.

There had never been much in the way of secrets between 
her and Lannie, and Lannie knew full well her mother's 
sexual orientation, and, of course, accepted it as any 
loving child would.

But there was one secret, and that was the secret of the 
desires that had been building inside Susan since her 
precious, sweet little girl had begun to change, to grow 
into a beautiful high spirited young woman.

Living together, just the two of them, there had been 
little need of discretion about nudity, and each had 
seen each other naked many times, thinking nothing of 
it.

They lived together in a two bedroom apartment in the 
suburbs, on the top floor of a fifteen story building. 
Since their apartment faced west the afternoon sun would 
stream through the large, floor to ceiling windows in 
the living room, and also through the french doors that 
led out onto the balcony.

The balcony could best be described as an open topped 
box. It had steel and wood rails on three sides. These 
were waist high in front, shoulder high on either side.

**

One afternoon Susan had come home early from work and 
had caught sight of Lannie out on the balcony. Lannie 
was naked, which surprised Susan only a little. Nude 
sunbathing was the in thing these days, after all, and 
there was sufficient privacy out there, providing Lannie 
didn't stand up and go to the front railing.

Even then there were no other buildings close by on this 
side, and it was unlikely anyone would see her from 
below.

So there was nothing particularly astonishing about 
Lannie sunbathing in the nude. In fact, Susan gave a 
thought to joining her out there and working on her own 
tan. She knew Lannie would not be bothered by her mother 
seeing her nude, any more than she would be if Susan 
went out nude herself.

But then as she approached the french doors she heard 
something she'd never heard before, and as she took in 
the full sight of Lannie's body she halted in her steps.

Lannie was laying on her back on a lounger. Her teenage 
body was glistening in the sunlight, coated in slippery 
suntan oil. Her long legs were draped across the arms of 
the lounger, and her head was back, eyes closed. She 
grunted softly and moaned low in her throat as her hands 
moved over her body.

Susan swallowed nervously as she saw Lannie stroke her 
gleaming breasts, saw her hands caressing the soft 
flesh, then roll the nipples between her thumbs and 
forefingers. Then she watched as Lannie's hand slid down 
between her splayed thighs and she stroked her fingers 
up and down her slit.

Despite the girl's age, despite the fact that she was 
not only older than Susan had been when she'd begun to 
have sex with boys, but older than Susan had been when 
she'd gotten pregnant, this undeniable reality that her 
daughter, her sweet little girl, was in fact, a sexual 
creature now, hit her hard.

She had simply never considered Lannie and sex. Which 
was stupid, she told herself then, idiotic. She had 
never even spoken to the girl about sex, figuring she'd 
get it in school.

So shocked was she that she did not immediately turn and 
leave the girl in privacy, but stared, rotted to the 
floor as Lannie began to wriggle her fingers down into 
her pussy, began to pump them in and out, and began to 
hump slowly against her fingers.

Her head rolled and she moaned in pleasure as she 
squeezed her breasts with one hand and pumped her pussy 
with the other. It was...it was to Susan, and incredibly 
erotic sight.

Perhaps it was because Lannie wore dark sunglasses, 
thus, partially concealing her face, her identity. Her 
skin glistened as she writhed in soft sexual pleasure. 
Her breasts pushed out hard and swollen each time she 
pulled her head back and arched her back. Her fingers 
pumped steadily in her lightly furred slit, as her thumb 
stroked firmly across her clitoris.

Catching herself, at last, Susan had retreated, left the 
apartment, gone downstairs to the car and driven to the 
corner store. There, she had phoned home and told Lannie 
she was coming home, asking if there were anything 
Lannie wanted her to pick up on the way.

When she'd gotten home Lannie had been in the shower.

Since then, however, Susan had not been able to shake 
the image of Lannie as a sexually desirable woman. 
Lannie, knowing nothing of the torment wracking her 
mother, continued to act and dress as she always had. 
That meant wearing little more than her underwear 
sometimes, or even walking naked from the shower to her 
room, or out to the kitchen to get a snack.

And despite the coldly, logical knowledge that it was 
not right, the sexual hunger inside began to influence 
her own thinking, her own behaviour. She fought it, but 
it continued to grow.

She masturbated at night, thinking about herself and 
Lannie, legs intertwined, breasts rolling together, 
kissing and caressing each other.

She convinced herself that Lannie needed someone mature 
to show her the reality about sex, to instruct her on 
what was and wasn't good. She needed someone to show her 
the pleasures of her own body before some fumble 
fingered, lust crazed boy fucked her and convinced her 
that sex was boring and cold and not at all pleasurable.

What did boys know or care about giving girls pleasure? 
None of the boys that had fucked Susan had ever taken 
much time or effort. All they'd been interested in was 
satisfying their own animal lust.

She began to appear naked around Lannie more than she 
had before, and positioned her body in the most 
favourable, erotic ways, all very casually. One night 
she bought sexy, lacy, lingerie, then modelled it for 
Lannie.

Lannie was a bit embarrassed at that, as any teenager 
would be at being confronted with the fact that her 
mother was sexually active. Noticing this, Susan had 
talked to her, and they had had their first full, frank 
discussion about sex and sexuality.

Susan had imparted her wisdom abut sex, which was that 
it was a wonderful, pleasurable experience providing 
both partners cared enough about each other to ensure 
the other's pleasure. She had warned Lannie that most 
boys her age knew little about what would pleasure a 
woman.

Then she had, despite some embarrassment on both sides, 
told Lannie how women could be pleasured, so she could 
someday, hopefully a long day away, be able to tell if 
the boy...man, she was with knew what he was doing.

Lannie had soon lost her embarrassment as she had 
listened, with wide eyes, to her mother explain about 
sexual technique. Lannie had explained how the breasts 
should be treated, how cunnilingus was performed, and 
how also to perform fellatio.

Certainly she'd sucked enough cocks when younger to be 
able to instruct in that.

She'd warned her daughter that boys were blabbermouths, 
and that she should never allow herself to be forced 
into doing anything she didn't want.

Lannie had gotten aroused at the talk. Susan could tell 
from her flushed face, and the way her nipples pushed 
out erect against her thin shirt. But Susan had made no 
attempt at seduction.

Then, a week or so later, she'd come home early on a 
sunny day, hoping to catch Lannie again. As she'd hoped, 
Lannie was out on the balcony nude. She was not, however 
masturbating. She lay on the floor of the balcony, on a 
towel.

"Hi," Susan said, going to the french doors.

"Hi, mom," Lannie said, smiling up at her.

"You sure look comfortable. I think I'll join you."

"It's gorgeous out," Lannie nodded.

Shaking a little, and still arguing in her mind, Susan 
had gone to her room and stripped. She'd gotten a towel 
and glass of water, then gone back out to the living 
room, then stepped out onto the balcony.

The balcony was narrow, and the waist high rail blocked 
the sun from most of it. There was only one long, narrow 
patch of sunlight to lie in. Susan needed no excuse 
then, to set her towel down right beside Lannie's, and 
to sit down inches from her daughter.

She picked up the bottle of suntan oil Lannie was using. 
It was her own oil, since Lannie always borrowed it. It 
was also edible oil. She'd bought edible oil with 
someone other than Lannie in mind, but right now it 
would, she hoped, come in very handy.

She oiled her breasts and chest, and legs and groin, 
then, laying down quickly to hide her erect nipples, 
asked Lannie to oil her back. Naturally she complied.

They lay together in comfortable silence for a while, 
comfortable for Lannie, anyway. Susan was gripped by 
turmoil and lust.

Lannie turned on her stomach, totally unaware, as she 
read a fashion magazine, of her mother's eyes gazing 
appreciatively at her firm round buttocks. And when 
she'd commented on something in the magazine, and Susan 
had eased over, and her naked breast had pressed down 
firmly on Lannie's shoulder, she'd thought nothing of 
it.

"Lannie? Can I ask you something personal?"

"Sure, mom," she shrugged, not taking her eyes off her 
magazine.

"You know we were talking about sex last week."

"So?"

"You know...something about when I was a girl."

"That you slept around?"

"Sort of."

"So?"

"Well, I was wondering about you. We didn't get into 
what you... about whether you were sexually active when 
we talked last week. I know it's not really my business 
but..."

"Well, uhm...I...maybe a little," Lannie said 
uncomfortably.

"Are you a virgin?"


"Yeah," Lannie sighed. "I've been...kind of afraid to 
try sex, I mean, intercourse."

"Why?"
"Well, it's supposed to hurt, for one thing."


"You remember what I told you..."

"Yeah, I know, that it hurt because the boys are too 
stupid to take things slow. It makes a lot of sense."

"How far have you gone?"

Lannie wasn't really embarrassed at this conversation. 
After all, she and her mother were so close in age that 
they often acted more like sisters than mother and 
daughter. A lot of people who saw them together thought 
they WERE sisters. They looked very similar. They had 
the same features, were about the same height, had the 
same builds, and the same hair color. The major 
difference was that Susan had short hair.

"I've...given blow jobs," Lannie confessed, her face 
reddening just a bit.

"And hand jobs?"

"Yeah," Lannie said, making a face. Susan chuckled a 
little. "I always hated giving hand jobs. They were so 
messy. You never knew where the stuff was going to 
land."

"Yeah," Lannie laughed.

"Has any guy eaten you out yet?" Lannie was surprised at 
the common language, but not offended or particularly 
embarrassed at it.

"Not really," she sighed. "Guys think it's unmanly or 
something."

"The next time one of them wants a blow job, you tell 
them he has to eat your pussy first," Susan said. 
"Believe me, guys will do almost anything for sex."

"They probably wouldn't do it right anyway."

"Well, that's why I told you how it was done. You can 
show them how to do it. Every woman they date will thank 
you."

Susan then described an episode in her own girlhood when 
she'd sucked two boys off at the same time. Lannie 
listened in wide-eyed amazement as Susan talked about 
having two erect cocks in her mouth at the same time.

"God!" was her only comment as she listened.

From there it seemed only natural to talk about eating 
pussy. Susan told her about Karen, about that first time 
together when Karen had helped her explore her own body, 
had masturbated her to orgasms, then eaten her out, 
nearly driving her wild with passion and pleasure.

She was not sure what Lannie thought of the story, 
though she listened attentively. She would have been 
pleased had she known how excited Lannie was becoming at 
the sexual tales. She would have been even happier if 
she knew that Lannie was thinking that she really 
should, if the opportunity presented itself, experiment 
a little with a girl herself.

"You need some more oil," Susan noted.

"Oh? Yeah, I guess," Lannie said. "This stuff you buy 
dries out too quickly, you know."

"It's because it's vegetable based. That means it 
doesn't stain, though." She didn't add that it was also 
edible.

She picked up the bottle and poured some on Lannie's 
back, getting to her knees beside the girl and working 
her fingers slowly into the teenager's soft, warm flesh. 
She continued to talk about herself and Karen, speaking 
softly and quietly about the various sexual episodes 
they had undergone.

Lannie listened raptly.

Susan ran her hands up and down Lannie's shoulders and 
upper back, then down to her lower back. She oiled up 
the sides of her chest and waist, occasionally brushing 
the tips of her fingers against the sides of her 
daughter's breasts.

She worked her hands lower, and, very casually, picked 
up the squeeze bottle. She pointed it at the crack 
between Lannie's buttocks and let a soft stream of oil 
hit there, then watched it trickle down the crack and 
between the soft, pouting pussy lips below.

She ran her hands over the top of Lannie's buttocks as 
she continued to speak low and hypnotically about a time 
she and Karen had made love at a secluded beach. She 
felt Lannie's body stiffen as her hands gently kneaded 
her buttocks, but the girl made no attempt to halt her.

She worked over her buttocks, then oiled her legs, 
softly pulling her legs apart to caress and oil the 
insides of her thighs. She had stopped talking, but 
Lannie didn't say anything.

Her hands stroked gently on Lannie's thighs, just below 
her pussy, then up along her buttocks again, up her 
spine and over her back. She felt Lannie's heart 
pounding inside her, and knew the girl was not unaware 
of the sexual possibilities, the sexual tension that 
existed between them.

She ran her hand down her daughter's back, straight down 
her spine to her tailbone, down between her buttocks, 
and curling over to her left thigh just below her pussy 
mound. Her thumb slid across her pussy ever so lightly, 
and Lannie gasped softly.

Susan's heart was in her throat and her own heart was 
pounding madly. Her pussy was drooling and boiling with 
heat as she stroked her hands over Lannie's body.

Unable to resist any more, she slid her hand down 
Lannie's ass crack and then directly over her pussy 
mound. She rubbed the flat of her hand up and down the 
girl's cunt mound, stroking with more and more pressure 
as Lannie trembled lightly.

"Does that feel good?" she asked in a low, gravelly 
voice. "Y-y-yes," Lannie whispered.

Susan's heart rejoiced and she continued to rub up and 
down Lannie's cunt mound. She pressed harder with her 
middle fingers, letting them sink slowly in between her 
daughter's pussy lips and ride along her glistening pink 
flesh.

Lannie moaned weakly, and Susan found her pussy hole and 
slid two fingers in to the knuckles. She pumped them in 
and out as Lannie began to twitch and jerk below her. 
She pulled her fingers out and found the girl's 
clitoris, hard and steaming.

She thrust her thumb into Lannie's cunt tunnel and then 
squeezed her clitty between her fingers and thumb. She 
rubbed and rolled it between them as Lannie's breathing 
became louder and harsher, more ragged and excited.

Lannie was soon panting and moaning as the pleasure 
inside her mounted to the boiling point. Her arms were 
folded below her, and her face was buried in them. But 
her legs were wide, wide apart as Susan carefully, and 
expertly rubbed and rolled her hot little clitty.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuunngggghhhhhhhh!" Lannie groaned, her body 
getting stiff and taut, then vibrating like a plucked 
piano wire.

Susan rubbed her pussy harshly as the girl came, knowing 
well how to increase the force and length of a girl's 
orgasm. She felt a great surge of love and pleasure and 
pride as she made her daughter climax, as she watched 
her body shaking and heard her moans of pleasure.

Then Lannie went limp and she softened her movements. 
She pulled her hands away, then gently rolled the girl 
over onto her back. Lannie looked up at her with a 
mixture of embarrassment and desire. Susan smiled 
reassuringly.

She slid her hands up and down Lannie's thighs, then 
shifted between her legs. She gripped her daughter's 
legs and lifted them, pulling them wide open, then 
setting them down again. Lannie swallowed nervously as 
she watched.

Susan slid forward over Lannie's body, not touching her 
at first. She was on her knees, her elbows on the towel 
on either side of Lannie's waist. She smiled seductively 
at the wide-eyed teenager, then gazed down at her long, 
erect nipples.

She eased herself lower, her hands stroking the sides of 
Lannie's breasts, pushing them inwards, mashing the 
flesh together. She bent and let her tongue flick over 
her right nipple, then closed her lips over it and 
sucked gently.

She sucked the nipple and surrounding flesh into her 
mouth and worked it over with her tongue and lips as she 
sucked. Her hands kneaded the girl's breast meat as she 
carefully manipulated the hard little nipple in her 
mouth, rolling it and gnawing lightly with her teeth, 
blowing, then sucking, then wriggling her tongue over 
it.

She shifted to her other nipple, and worked that over 
too, pinching and rubbing and rolling it, spending long 
minutes making love to Lannie's breasts and nipples 
until Lannie started panting and moaning again, her head 
flat, eyes staring up at the sky above.

Susan allowed her won full, slick breasts to press 
firmly against Lannie's belly, then rubbed them up and 
down firmly as she sucked on Lannie's nipples. She 
slowly trailed her tongue down off the hard, sparkling 
breasts, twisting across the girl's belly.

She circled her belly button several times, then eased 
down towards her pussy. Her hands slid down Lannie's 
flanks, stroking and caressing, then as Susan's tongue 
entered Lannie's tangle of pubic hair, she saw the 
girl's head draw back under her as her back arched.

Susan jammed her hand into the girl's crotch and rubbed 
Lannie's pussy furiously s the teenager grunted 
helplessly and bucked her hips upwards in the midst of 
an orgasmic storm.

"Oh! Oh God! Ohhh! Ungh! UuuuunngghhHH!" Lannie gasped 
in a choked voice. Her arms jerked straight up above her 
and she heaved her chest up, thrusting her breasts out.

Susan stared in wide-eyed delight at the gloriously 
erotic sight. She sawed her fingers across Lannie's clit 
as the girl came, revelling in the pleasure her daughter 
was feeling.

Then Lannie went limp again, chest heaving, mouth slack, 
eyes closed.


CHAPTER 2

Susan smiled, and slid her tongue back up Lannie's body, 
crawling up as well, letting her own breasts slide along 
her daughter's abdomen, then over her belly, then, up 
over her chest.

She knelt over the girl, pressing her breasts against 
Lannie's, rubbing them back and forth, then from side to 
side, making the soft, malleable tit flesh roll and mash 
down on Lannie's own soft orbs.

She slid down again, grasping Lannie's tits in her hands 
and squeezing them upwards as she attacked them with 
more passion. She opened her mouth wide and clamped it 
down on one big chunk of tit meat, sucking it into her 
mouth along with the nipple it surrounded. She chewed 
and sucked and gnawed on it as Lannie moaned and writhed 
below her.

"OOhhhhhhh! Mommmmm," she groaned, pushing feebly at 
Susan's face. "Nooo," she panted. Her breasts were so 
hot, so hard, she was afraid they were going to explode. 
Her nipples were already stinging like glass shards were 
embedded in them, burning like live coals were atop 
them. She'd never imagined her breasts could be so hard, 
so swollen, the flesh so taut across them.

Her breasts bubbled and boiled, sending hot, flashing 
lust through her chest, making her gasp and cough as it 
surrounded her lungs and choked off her breath.

But Susan ignored her, mashing the fat breasts together, 
plumping them up and out, biting and chewing on first 
one, then the other, fingers digging deep furrows in the 
soft, white skin.

Susan settled over her daughter, hot flesh laying down 
on hot flesh. She rubbed and ground her body against 
Lannie, rolling her breasts below her into Lannie's 
lower chest and upper belly. She slid her right leg over 
and between Lannie's thighs, rubbing it up and down 
against the girl's exposed cunt slid.

Lannie was soon breathing in harsh, ragged gasps again, 
moaning and groaning as she rolled her head in sexual 
torpor.

Susan slid down the girl's body until she was sitting on 
her heels between her thighs. She was bent over so that 
her breasts were crushed into her own thighs as she 
gazed at her daughter's cunt opening.

She caressed the girl's trembling thighs, then slid her 
thumbs into the soft, tight pussy cleft and gently 
peeled her open. She pulled wider and wider, opening her 
up like a flower, displaying the gleaming pink flesh 
inside, the hard little hooded clit, and the soft, 
round, dark little hole that led up into Lannie's belly.

She licked her lips in hunger, then leaned in and let 
her tongue slid up and down the pink flesh.

Karen had taught her one trick she hadn't yet mentioned 
to Lannie. She had taught her how to exercise her tongue 
so that she could push it out further and further. Susan 
could touch the tip of her nose with her tongue, but 
that wasn't what she had used the ability for over the 
years.

She showed Lannie now, pressing her tongue against the 
teenager's hole and wriggling it down into the spasming 
little opening. She twisted and twined it in her 
daughter's fuck hole, scooping out hot, tasty fuck 
honey, the warm cunt milk that her daughter was exuding 
in such delicious amounts.

She pumped her tongue up and down in Lannie's cunt as 
the girl moaned and humped up against her. She felt 
Lannie's hands on her head, pushing down instinctively. 
She smiled inwardly, then pumped her tongue faster. She 
pulled it out then slid it up over Lannie's clit.

Lannie gasped in shocked pleasure as her mother's tongue 
slithered up and down across her clit. She felt her 
fingers exposing the hot little fuck button, then felt 
her lips close around it and suck. Her tongue continued 
to wriggle eagerly across the hot button as her mother 
sucked.

Lannie felt her heaving body began to burn upwards again 
towards another orgasm. She panted for breath, hands 
jerking down beside her waist, curling into tight fists 
as she stared upwards.

Then a towering wave of sexual pleasure roared over her 
and drowned her in it's deep, all encompassing ecstasy. 
She cried out in glorious pleasure, her back arching, 
her ass bouncing on the floor of the balcony as her cunt 
blasted a deep, steaming froth of boiling sexual heat up 
into her guts.

In the midst of it she felt herself pierced, felt her 
mother's oily fingers thrust up into her pussy, one, 
then two, then three, pumping savagely s she bounced and 
jerked and shook in the grip of the massive sexual 
storm. She cried out again, shuddering and trembling as 
another powerful blast wave of pleasure rocked her.

Then she groaned in exhaustion as she sank back down out 
of the climax.

Susan smiled and slid up Lannie's body, her own flesh 
caressing the soft oiled girlflesh below. She pressed 
her breasts against Lannie's and stared down into the 
girl's face. Lannie looked up wearily, and Susan smiled.

She slid a hand below the teen's head and lifted it up, 
then kissed her, not as a mother, but as a lover. Her 
lips slid softly over Lannie's as her tongue probed 
against her lips. She slid her tongue inside the girl's 
mouth and mashed her lips down.

Lannie responded instinctively, and their lips caressed 
each other in a soft, warm, loving embrace. Susan 
stroked her daughter's body, letting her hands move 
softly, lightly. She slid her hand around her daughter's 
body, then rolled back, pulling Lannie with her.

Lannie found herself laying atop her mother's body, 
looking down into her mother's face. She gulped 
anxiously as she realized what was expected of her. Yet 
she also felt excitement at the challenge, at the 
eroticism of the act.

She was still breathing heavily, but now she moved her 
own hands onto her mother's body for the first time, at 
least consciously. She gazed down at Susan's breast as 
her hand closed over it, watching the flesh bulge 
upwards as she squeezed.

She'd never touched another's breasts, and was intrigued 
as she worked her fingers into the soft meat. She bent 
and licked over the nipple. It was much bigger than her 
own, which she found fascinating. She sucked on it, 
trying to copy what her mother had done to her own pink 
nipples.

She squeezed both her mother's breasts as she licked and 
sucked on first one, then the other. She pinched them 
teasingly, then pulled them upwards, only to let them 
fall back. She chewed softly, her teeth gnawing at the 
sensitive flesh as her tongue lapped hungrily.

But Susan was too hot to just lay there through a long 
tongue bath. Licking and sucking her daughter to orgasms 
had excited her to a fever pitch, and she needed much 
more. She gripped Lannie's hand and shoved it 
desperately down between her legs, rubbing at her cunt.

"Oh!" she gasped. "Oh yes!" Oh, honey! Ohhh!"

Lannie rubbed at her mother's cunt pad as she watched 
and felt her mother jerk and shake. She knew she was 
approaching orgasm, and looked at her, entranced, as 
Susan began to jerk and shake and moan in passionate 
release.

Lannie rubbed inexpertly at her mother's slit, stroking 
her fingers hard over the cunt slit, over her clitty, 
rubbing her, masturbating her, as she did herself. Her 
mother's body jerked and heaved upwards against her as 
Lannie rubbed her clit, then went still.

"Did you cum?" she asked excitedly.

"OOhhhhhh," Susan moaned, letting her hands caress her 
daughter's head and face.

Lannie slid lower, excited again herself. She tongued at 
her mother's belly button, then eased lower, gazing 
directly into her mother's slit, into the opening she 
herself had emerged from. She pried her mother's cunt 
lips open and licked her lips nervously as she stared at 
the revealed flesh.

Then she began to lick her tongue up and down the pink 
flesh, lapping excitedly at the clitty, sucking and 
kissing it. She felt a hot stab of lust as she slid a 
finger into her mother's cunt tunnel and felt it 
squeezing hotly down on the digit. She slid in another, 
pumping them in and out as she licked at the clitty.

She heard her mother groan and whine and whimper in 
pleasure, then felt her ass starting to grind into the 
balcony. Susan began to buck up against her and Lannie 
redoubled her actions, slurping and licking and sucking 
on her mother's clitty as she fucked her fingers down 
into her cunt tunnel.

She remembered something, then, something from a porno 
film she had seen once on cable. Excitedly she shifted 
her body around until she was kneeing over her mother's 
face, then eased down, licking at her mother's cunt a 
she lowered her pussy over her mother's face.

She sighed happily as her mother gripped her ass cheeks 
and then began to lick at her snatch. She responded at 
once, licking at her mother's pussy, lapping and sucking 
hungrily as she grunted and moaned in pleasure.

She rubbed her face into her mother's pussy, stroking 
the pink flesh with her chin and lips and nose. Her 
tongue jammed down into the hot little fuck hole as she 
tasted her mother's cunt milk. She came again, bouncing 
on her mother's body, groaning and whining in heat and 
passion as she jammed her cunt down on her mother's 
tongue.

Then it was her mother's turn to cum again, jerking and 
humping as Lannie ate her out.

After that they lay in each other's arms, softly 
stroking each other, exchanging long, moist kisses, 
their tongues sliding back and forth.

Finally, Susan sat up, pushing Lannie away. She ran a 
hand through her own hair and blinked up at the 
sunlight.

"We should get in before we get burned," she said.

Lannie sighed softly in response.

Susan reached down and gripped her wrist, pulling the 
limp girl up to a sitting position. Lannie groaned, then 
pushed herself up and, hand in hand, the two naked women 
walked back into the apartment.

Susan was, naturally, delighted at how things had gone. 
It was her hope that she would be able to persuade 
Lannie of the benefits and advantages of lesbian lust, 
perhaps even convince her not to waste her time on boys.

Their relationship had gone a subtle change. In Susan's 
mind Lannie was now both daughter and lover, a lush, 
sweet, sexually desirable woman who just happened to 
also be her sweet little girl, in need of motherly 
protection.

For Lannie things were more complicated. Her mother had 
long been something of a friend, offering advice more 
than giving orders. Now, after their lovemaking, she 
believed herself more equal than she had before. She was 
proud of herself being able to make her mother cum, and 
thought that gave her certain rights she didn't have 
before.

She was surprised at how much pleasure she herself had 
gotten from the sex, and knew that it would not be the 
last time she engaged in lesbian love. She still had a 
deep curiosity about male-female sex, but the urgency to 
lose her virginity was somewhat lessened now.

Now she could experiment and have wonderful sex, without 
the worries and fears of what boys would think of her, 
what they would say behind her back, who they would 
tell. She trusted her mother completely, and felt safe 
and free of worry in her arms.

She felt no embarrassment at what they had done 
together, no guilt. After all, her mother had initiated 
it, and obviously her mother wouldn't have done anything 
that was really wrong. Both had enjoyed it immensely, 
and though she knew that others would strongly 
disapprove, she also knew they would never find out.

She knew what they'd done was...well, very, very kinky, 
but that only excited her. She was surprised at herself, 
that she'd done something such a...perverted act of sex 
It was perverted, she told herself. Everyone would say 
so.

"You what?" Darla would gape. "You had sex with your 
MOTHER?!!"

Lannie giggled just thinking about it, about telling 
Darla or Shelly how she'd sucked her mother's cunt, and 
how her mother had sucked her off.

It made her skin break out in goosebumps, and made her 
face flush. It excited her, aroused her. She'd done 
something dirty. She was a wicked, sex fiend!

It made her feel hot to be so wicked, and when she 
walked around the next day at school, she was 
exquisitely aware of how sexy she was, how sensual she 
felt.

Under her tight jeans and the button down red top that 
was cropped off just below the breasts, she wore her 
only really sexy lingerie, black lace french bra and 
string bikini panties. She'd bought them, with much 
embarrassment, for her first lover.

She'd had no idea, of course, that her first lover would 
be a woman, let alone her mother.

She wore them today because it helped her feel even 
sexier and more desirable. She was aware of every male 
eye that turned her way, and shivered a little as she 
imagined, with new insight, what they were thinking when 
they watched her. They all wanted to fuck her, to push 
their big cocks into her pussy.

Well, they'd just have to wait. Mom was right. Having 
sex with them would probably be a short and unhappy 
experience. It would hurt, and they'd blab to their 
friends. She could take out her sexual lusts with mom 
for the time being.

For the first time ever she was also aware of the girls 
when they looked at her. She knew, from her own 
experience, that when girls looked at girls it was 
mostly just checking out the opposition. She always 
watched what the other girls were wearing, after all, 
and how their hair looked, and what kind of makeup they 
had on.

But now, she wondered if any of them were looking at her 
like the boys were. Some of them must be gay, after all. 
Were some of them thinking about how they'd like to lick 
her and suck her? She'd never thought of that before, 
but now she tried to imagine herself having sex 
with...Amber, say, or Blair, or maybe Sara.

Were any of them gay? She didn't think so. They all 
dated, like she did. None had ever approached her with 
any hints of sex. She wondered if they'd be willing to 
consider hints from her.

No. That was far too dangerous. If she came on to a girl 
and the girl told people... No, she didn't dare, not 
unless she was sure of the other girl. She would be on 
the lookout for some girl coming on to her, though.

In the meantime, she moved from class to class, aware 
that many male eyes and some female eyes, focused in on 
her with lust, and that her body was hot, and seductive, 
and sexy, and that others wanted her.

It turned her on, and made her pussy tingle. She felt a 
moist heaviness between her legs.

So by the time school was over and she made her way home 
she was feeling very aroused. Her Mom was not home yet, 
but Lannie wasn't going to wait hours to relieve the 
heat between her legs.

She stripped naked in front of the big mirror in her 
room, then posed and preened. She put her hands behind 
her head and arched her back, sliding her tongue back 
and forth over her lips as she looked at herself. She 
turned sideways, then turned her back on the mirror, 
bending over and spreading her legs.

She had a great ass, she decided, a sexy ass.

She spread her legs and bent over more, gazing at the 
tight slit between her legs. She slid a hand between her 
legs and rubbed two fingers up and down along the slit, 
then drove them up into herself. She grunted softly a 
she pumped her fingers in her pussy. She was already 
very wet inside, had been wet most of the day.

Her fingers moved easily in her pussy opening, gliding 
in and out of her soft, tight, warm cunt tunnel, sawing 
back and forth against her little clit bud.

She straightened up and turned around, her eyes hot and 
excited as she stared at her nude body. She stroked her 
hands up and down over her silky flesh, cupping her 
breasts, squeezing and kneading them, pinching and 
rolling her hard pink nipples.

"Slut," she whispered. "Dirty lesbian whore." The words 
excited her and she slid a hand down between her legs, 
stroking her clitty again. She had never watched herself 
cum, and the idea suddenly seemed very attractive.

She stepped right up to the edge of the dresser, then 
changed her mind and moved away. she walked down the 
hall to her mother's room and went in. Her mother had a 
large, floor to ceiling mirror on the inside of her 
door, with bright lights around it. She could see 
herself much better in that.

She paused, then searched through her mother's drawer 
and pulled out some of the sexy lingerie she'd showed 
off a few days back. They were much the same size, 
though her mother was a cup smaller, being a thirty-six 
C instead of a thirty-six-D.

She drew on the black lace teddy, pulling it up her 
legs, then drawing the straps over her shoulders. It was 
very tight across her breasts, but as she turned and 
stared at herself in the mirror, she let out a small 
groan of pleasure.

She looked so hot!

The teddy was gauzy and sheer, and she could see her 
hard pink nipples easily, as well as the small bush 
between her legs. The teddy was very high cut, both in 
front and in back, and she turned and posed again and 
again, her face flushed happily as she admired herself.

She stripped at last, then drew on what her mother 
called a merry widow outfit. This consisted of a lacy 
black bustier, even more transparent than the bra she'd 
worn today, a matching garter belt and garters, long 
lacy black stockings, and a G-string.

She also found, and put on, a pair of high, black, 
spiked heels. The heels were far higher than she would 
have ever dared wear to school or to a dance, or to 
anywhere else, for that matter. They were what the guys 
called. "fuck me" shoes, because of the way a girl's ass 
looked when she wore it.

Now, as she posed for the mirror, with nothing over her 
ass except the thin strap of the G-string running down 
between her cheeks, Lannie could understand why they 
called it that.

She loved the way she looked, loved the way she felt, 
loved the way the bustier squeezed her ribs and her 
tits, shoving her already good sized mounds up and out. 
Why, half her breasts were bared as she moved around in 
the sexy garment.

There was a clap of thunder, and she went to the window 
and looked out. The sky had gotten very dark, and it 
looked like it was getting ready to rain any second. 
Then it did, the rain pouring down and catching some 
people unawares.

She looked out in disappointment. She had just been 
getting the idea that she'd like to go outside in these, 
to walk around without anyone knowing what she wore 
beneath her clothes. She thought that would be very 
sexy.

Then she swallowed as a bolt hit her, a sudden wild 
thought that made her pussy burn.

She couldn't go out in these shoes, of course, whether 
it was raining or not. She unbuckled them then took them 
off. She then eyed the long, lacy stockings. Her mother 
would kill her if she got them wet and ruined them.

She rolled them down and put them away.

Without them, of course, there was no point in wearing 
the garter belt, so she unclipped it and put it back 
too. Then, deciding that naked was even sexier than the 
bustier and G-string, she stripped off completely.

She hurried out of the room and went to the front 
closet. There she found her rubber boots and put them 
on, then pulled down her raincoat. The raincoat zipped 
up the front, and fell to about six inches above the 
knees. She pulled it on and zipped it up, then got her 
keys and left.

She took the elevator downstairs with a middle aged man, 
a man who had no idea she was completely naked below her 
raincoat. Lannie couldn't help rubbing her thighs 
together discretely as the elevator moved.

She got out in the lobby, then went to the front doors, 
and out. She flipped up the hood and went out into the 
rain, enjoying the way it pelted down onto the hood and 
against her raincoat.

She was cool beneath it, of course, at least, her skin 
was. It didn't chill her, though, because she was too 
aroused, her blood moving too fast. She walked down the 
street towards the small mall on the corner. There would 
be people there.

She reached the mall, and went into the Seven-Eleven. 
She walked along the aisles. There were many people 
there, moving around, buying things. None knew she was 
nude. She saw a guy at the magazine rack looking at a 
dirty magazine, and had the almost irresistible urge to 
open her coat and show him the real thing.

"Hey, Lannie."

She whirled and saw Mike Moore and Amy Phillips.

"Hi," she said, her heart pounding.

"Crummy day, huh?" Amy said.

"Oh, I kind of like the rain sometimes," Lannie said.

"Yeah, well, if you're wearing a raincoat, it's okay," 
Mike said sourly. He only had a t-shirt, and his hair 
was soaked.

"Be prepared," Lannie said. "I should've been a girl 
scout."

She talked to them for another couple of minutes, both 
excited and afraid. After all, if they found out she was 
naked the whole school would know. Her name would be 
mud! Everyone would think she was a nympho.

She left then, sauntering a little. Instead of heading 
straight home she turned down the street. There was a 
field that ran behind her block, one that she sometimes 
walked through on her way to Elm street, where the bus 
was.

Thunder cracked again, and lightning lanced across the 
skies as the rain poured down. She walked to the edge of 
the field, then turned in, walking along the path that 
led alongside the houses.

To her left was the waist high grass, then, a hundred 
yards or so away, there was a line of trees. On her 
right, about twenty-five yards away, were the fences 
that blocked the backs of people's yards.

She walked about fifty yards up the path, then came to 
the cross path. This one led off into the grass, a wider 
path that led to Bank street where the elementary school 
was, and where there were several much larger malls.

She turned onto that path. Now there was nothing but 
grass on both sides for a considerable distance, and 
nothing she could see ahead but trees and grass. She 
unzipped her coat and let it fall open, her heat 
increasing as the rain fell on her bare skin.

She eased her coat wider, baring her breasts as she 
walked.

She trembled with excitement.

She passed a low gully then, leading down from the path. 
There were a number of trees here, and a narrow brook 
that was moving faster as the rain continued. This was 
an area she always worried about when she used this 
path, because some strange man could hide there and 
pounce on her when she was alone.

Now, feeling more excited than ever, she made her way 
carefully down into the gully. She took the raincoat off 
completely and walked nude in amongst the trees. Her 
head jerked from side to side as she looked around 
anxiously, but there was nobody in sight.

The rain spattered against her swollen breasts and 
dripped down off her nipples. It ran in fast rivulets 
down her silky flesh to her thighs, then down between 
her pussy lips.

She found a clear spot, where the rain fell 
unobstructed, then set down the raincoat. She sat down, 
then lay back and spread her legs wide, reaching above 
her. She arched her back and let the rain beat down on 
her naked flesh, straining the tendons in her thighs as 
she pulled her legs as wide apart as possible.

She closed her eyes briefly, imagining a crowd of men 
coming upon her like this. Then she began to run her 
legs over her body. She opened her eyes and stared down 
at herself a she stroked her breasts and squeezed them. 
She slid her hands down between her legs and began 
rubbing her pussy, her chest heaving as the excitement 
made her heart pound.

If a man came along, she decided, she would offer no 
resistance, no matter what he looked like, even if he 
was a dirty, fat old bum. She would lay there and let 
him fuck her.

She imagined an ugly old man coming upon her there as 
she jerked off, imagined his cock getting hard, imagined 
him jumping atop her and thrusting it into her cunny.

Maybe it would be a handsome guy her own age, she 
thought, fantasising about that as she rubbed her 
clitty.

Maybe it would be two guys, or three, or four. They 
would jump on her, stripping off their clothes as they 
surrounded her and groped and fondled her naked flesh. 
Their cocks would pump into her excitedly as they 
grunted in pleasure.

She grunted herself, humping up as her fingers drove 
into her pussy slit.

Panting, she sat up and took off her boots. She rolled 
off her coat and let her skin press into the grass and 
leaves. She turned over and spread her arms and legs, 
grinding her hips against the ground, humping her ass up 
and down.

She rolled over again, then, her head buzzing, she stood 
up and walked around, stroking herself, letting her feet 
move through the grass. She walked over to the brook and 
stepped into it, shivering a little as the water lapped 
at her ankles.

She walked into the middle of the brook, then sat down, 
she laid back, letting the water rush by her, then 
spread her legs and stuffed her fingers into her slot. 
She pumped furiously as the rain fell and the water 
rushed by, grunting and moaning and whimpering as the 
cum blasted into her.

She shuddered violently, her ass bouncing up and down in 
the water, her cunt spasming and shaking and sucking on 
her fingers a she rammed them into her slit and ground 
her thumb down on her clitty.

The fire burned inside her, ripping up and down her 
spine as the pleasure shook her to the core of her 
being. She arched her back, her chest rising higher and 
higher, her back aching as she pulled her head back into 
the water.

Then she fell limp, her arms and legs wide, the water 
lapping over her body as she moaned in exhaustion.


CHAPTER 3

Something had changed inside Lannie. She felt hot and 
sexy all the time, always aware of her breasts pushing 
out against her clothes, of her round ass cheeks and how 
men loved staring at them. And especially of that 
buzzing, sparkling little clit bud that felt so good at 
the slightest touch.

When Susan came home that evening Lannie was wearing a 
pear of shorts and the same red crop top she'd worn to 
school, but with no bra or underwear. She was able to 
slide her hands up under the top to rub her titties, or 
slide them down into her shorts to stroke her pussy.

She had been careful not to jerk off again after getting 
home. She had, however, often stroked her breasts and 
clitty as she had lain back on the sofa and watched TV. 
She had raised herself into a state of tingling heat 
repeatedly, only to halt short of orgasm.

She wanted to be really hot when her mother got home, 
sure that she would want to have sex again, as they'd 
done yesterday on the balcony. She wanted to do IT with 
her mother, but in her bed, like real lovers.

When Susan got home she set her purse down with a weary 
thump, then took off her coat and hung it up.

"Hi Mom!" Lannie cried, bouncing over from the sofa, 
eyes bright.

"Hi, honey," Susan sighed, grunting as the girl threw 
her arms around her and hugged her tightly.

"Let me get my coat and shoes off," she exclaimed in 
surprise.

Lannie jumped back, smiling. She put her hands behind 
her and kind of swung from side to side as Susan pulled 
off her shoes.

"What have you been up to?" she asked.

"You wouldn't believe me."

"Try me."

"I put on my raincoat and went walking."

"That's nice."

"Naked."

"What?"

"I had nothing on underneath," Lannie said, eyes 
sparkling.

"Lannie," Susan said disapprovingly.

"Nobody could see anything. I felt sooo hot."

"I would've thought you'd feel chilly."

"Uh, uh. Know what I did? I went out into the field and 
took off my coat, then I laid down and jerked off."

"You what?" Susan gasped.

Lannie flushed a little, embarrassed just a bit.

"Jesus Christ, Lannie! Are you crazy?"

"No. I was hot. It was a super turn-on!"

"You wouldn't have been so turned on if some sleazy man 
had come by and raped you."

"Mother, in the mood I was in I would have raped him."

Susan gazed at her in surprise. The girl was grinning, 
her chest thrust out, her eyes alive. She looked like a 
little sex kitten. She had no bra under the cropped top, 
and her nipples pushed our very obviously hard against 
the shirt.

Before she could say anything, Lannie stepped forward 
and hugged her then, pressing her breasts against her, 
then she slid her hands into Susan's hair and pressed 
her lips against Susan's.

Susan was so surprised she didn't react at first as 
Lannie kissed her passionately, then slid her tongue 
into her mouth. She belatedly gripped Lannie's arms and 
tried to push her away, having no success at first 
because Lannie had her arms around her, and was 
squeezing her ass.

"La...Lannie!" she said, pushing her back finally.

"Let's make love!" Lannie gasped.

"Lannie, I just got home," Susan exclaimed. "I'm tired 
and I want to sit down and relax before I have to make 
dinner."

Lannie's face fell and she looked pouty and 
disappointed.

"Moooom," she whined.

"Lannie, later on we can...fool around, okay?"

"C'mon," Lannie whined, gripping Susan's hand and 
pulling it up under her crop top.

Susan felt the heat of her breast, felt her hard 
nipples. She sighed and slid both hands up under the 
little crop top, cupping and squeezing Lannie's big 
breasts as the girl moaned in pleasure.

"You're a hot little slut now, is that it?" she growled.

"Yesssss," Lannie sighed.

"Little girl toy. Little sex kitten."

She worked her fingers into the soft meat, kneading the 
teenager's firm breasts. She squeezed her hands tight 
around the round orbs, then swung the startled girl 
around and pushed her against the wall.

She slid a hand behind her head and gripped her thick 
brown hair, jerking back on it, forcing Lannie's head 
back. Then she jammed her hand down into the loose 
shorts and squeezed her daughter's pussy mound tightly.

"Ooohhhhh!" Lannie gasped.

She dug her fingers into Lannie's cunt pad and twisted 
them around, then began to rub them up and down along 
the slit.

Lannie gasped and moaned and whimpered, her hands behind 
her head, gripping her mother's wrist as she humped 
desperately against her fingers.

"Oh God! Oh God!" she gasped.

She came, humping wildly, gasping and grunting 
repeatedly as her insides churned and roiled and heaved 
with fiery sexual pleasure. She sobbed in ecstasy, 
slapping her ass back against the wall as she jerked 
herself off on her mother's fingers.

Susan watched in surprise and pleasure, astonished at 
the force of the girl's cum, and how little it had taken 
to bring it on. She couldn't help wondering if she she'd 
done something, if she'd changed the way the girl looked 
at sex, made her somehow more sexually alive.

Lannie moaned and fell back against the wall, legs 
spread, mouth slack as she groaned weakly.

Susan continued to rub at her pussy, her fingers sliding 
up into the tight slit as she rubbed her thumb over her 
clitty.

She smirked as she watched the girl squirm and writhe in 
pleasure again. She let go of her hair but Lannie didn't 
pull her head forward. She jerked her hand out of her 
shorts and gripped the crop top, tearing it open, 
exposing those firm, round teenage breasts.

She shoved her hand down Lannie's pants again as she 
bent and closed her mouth over her nipple. She sucked 
hard as she stroked her fingers hard along the girl's 
slit. Then she gripped the back of her neck and pulled 
her head back. She bit down on the side of Lannie's 
throat as the teenager began to hump wildly against her 
hand.

Lannie came again, whimpering and grunting and moaning 
in pleasure as she drove herself down on her mother's 
fingers. Fire seared her as the excitement boiled her 
mind raw and sent her thoughts spinning away. Her eyes 
rolled back in her head as the sex heat rippled along 
her nervous system.

"Will that hold you until later?" Susan snorted.

It did, but only just. Susan was amazed at the way the 
girl acted. She flirted constantly, and bounced around 
like a real little cock tease...or cunt tease, as it 
were. She groped and fondled Susan whenever she passed 
near, and exposed her breasts a number of times.

Susan couldn't help getting aroused herself, but tried 
to resist. After all, an occasional bout of sex was one 
thing, but fondling each other like horny lovers every 
chance they got was just not what she wanted. Lannie was 
her daughter, after all.

Instead of spending the evening in her bedroom talking 
on the phone or doing homework, Lannie hung around her 
all the time, talking about sex, asking about what it 
was like to have a cock inside her, asking why Susan 
didn't like having cocks any more.

She talked about her fantasies, about the boys she'd 
like to fuck, about what they looked like and acted 
like. She also mentioned a new interest in the girls at 
school, mentioning several that Susan knew and asking 
her other if she was sexually aroused by them, if she'd 
like to have sex with them, and whether she thought 
Lannie should try and have sex with them.

And she kept posing and preening in an effort to excite 
her.

Susan did her best to ignore the temptation. But then 
when the girl said she was going to change for bed, and 
then came out wearing nothing but a G-string, Susan felt 
a bolt of pure desire shoot up into her pussy.

"Where did you get that?" she asked.

"I borrowed it from you. I look good in it, don't I?"

She looked fantastic, especially with her hair loose, 
all brushed out and falling across her soft round 
shoulders like silk, framing her face so nicely.

Lannie turned and presented her bare ass, wagging it 
from side to side as she bent over and looked in the 
bottom of the cupboard.

"Little cunt tease," Susan said.

She slid her hand between Lannie's thighs and cupped her 
pussy. Lannie straightened rapidly, rising on her toes 
as she arched her back and pushed her ass back onto 
Susan's hand. She sighed in pleasure as Susan kneaded 
her pussy through the lacy G-string, raising her hands 
and sliding her fingers through her silky hair as she 
groaned.

"You've sure got a hot little pussy today, honey," Susan 
snorted.

"Ooohhhhh! Put your fingers in meeee!" Lannie groaned, 
rolling her head from side to side.

"My fingers are too long," Susan grinned. "You don't 
want me to tear out that hot little cherry of yours 
before some boy can do it."

"Oohhhhh. I don't caaarre," Lannie moaned.

"All right, you little slut. Let's go," Susan growled.

She pulled her hand out from the swaying girl's legs and 
gripped her arm and marched her down the hall to her 
bedroom.

She pushed her against her bed, bent her over, and 
pulled the G-string down her thighs to her ankles. Then 
she positioned the girl on all fours on the bed and 
stood back.

"Spread your legs, Lannie," she growled. Lannie obeyed 
her, panting wildly, eyes shining with lust and 
excitement.

"Now this is how a boy toy positions herself," Susan 
said. "On all fours with her ass up in the air so she 
can be mounted. Do you want to be mounted, Lannie? Do 
you want some boy to come along and ride you like a 
bitch in heat?"

"Oooooo, yeeesssss,"

Susan snorted, then moved to her closet. She fished out 
a box from the bottom, then opened it and withdrew a 
strap-on dildo. She slipped the straps up and then 
buckled it around herself. The dildo was easily ten 
inches long, and very thick.

She thought it would probably cause the virgin girl a 
lot of discomfort. It wouldn't hurt exactly, but it 
would, she hoped, discourage her from her fantasies 
about cocks.

She stepped up behind her, then got on the bed behind 
her.

"Wha...what's that?" Lannie gasped, looking at the dildo 
sticking out from her mother's slit.

"This is my cock. I'm going to fuck you with it."

"You...you're...You mean you're going to..."

"Pop your cherry."

"Oh, God!" Lannie moaned.

Susan slid her hand between her daughter's thighs and 
squeezed her pussy, then slid two fingers up inside, 
pumping them in and out.

"Do it," Lannie whimpered. "Put it in me!"

"So you're a hot little slut now,"

"Yessss," Lannie groaned.

"You need a big cock up your pussy."

"Ohhh yessssss," Lannie hissed.

"Dirty girl!"

She rubbed the rounded nose of the thick rubber cock up 
and down against Lannie's moist pussy slit while the 
girl trembled anxiously and began to pant and moan in 
anticipation.

She pressed the dildo forward, easing Lannie's pussy 
lips in and back, grinding it around as she slowly 
worked the head of the realistic looking dildo into the 
teenager's tight pussy hole. Lannie's breathing was 
already harsh and fast as she felt just the head, and 
she spread her legs further apart, the pressure in her 
skull building up to almost painful force.

Susan pushed the entire head into her, then pulled it 
back.

"MOooooooom!" Lannie moaned in protest.

"You'll be whining a different tune if I just ram this 
up your pussy, Lannie."

"Put it innnnnnn!"

Susan pushed the head through the tight little pussy 
lips, then thrust forward a little, driving an inch of 
rubber cock shaft through. Lannie squeaked in pleasure.

"You're a real little cock eater, aren't you?" Susan 
said, half disgusted, half amused.

She pulled back, then slid the thing forward, easing 
another inch through the tight lips. She slid her hand 
down around the rubber cock, rubbing against Lannie's 
pussy lips, excited at how tight they were around the 
round shaft.

She pushed forward more, driving more cock into her, 
until she felt a resistance in front of her, her 
daughter's intact cherry. She punched lightly against it 
repeatedly, wanting to weaken the obstruction before 
tearing through.

Lannie grunted with each impact, rocking to and fro as 
her mother drove the big dildo into her. She felt a 
sharp aching down inside her from where the head of the 
rubber prick was pushing against her hymen, and steeled 
herself to pain when it broke through.

Then, suddenly, it did. She gasped as she felt a stab of 
pain down there, but then nothing followed. She felt the 
big, thick rubber prick slide deeper, felt her insides 
opened up for the first time ever, and groaned in relief 
and pleasure.

"Well, that was easy," Susan commented.

Lannie didn't answer. She hadn't heard. All her 
concentration was on her pussy tunnel, where, for the 
first time, she could FEEL something, could feel the 
round rubber cock as it moved into her, could feel the 
ridges and vines carved into the side as they brushed 
along her silky soft pussy walls.

Susan couldn't help being excited as well. She seldom 
used the dildos except on bi girls. Most of her lesbian 
friends had little use for them, not being particularly 
turned on by penetration. She loved the look, though, of 
the thick black rubber shaft sliding through the wide, 
straining pussy lips in front of her.

She thrust in hard, driving the thing deep into her 
daughter's cunt shaft. Lannie cried out in surprise, but 
there was still little pain. Susan frowned unhappily. 
She didn't want to hurt he daughter, but she had hoped 
that being penetrated by this big fake male organ would 
hurt the virginal girl, and would convince her that 
cocks were way overrated.

Instead, Lannie was obviously feeling little, if any 
pain, and was also obviously getting off on wrapping her 
pussy around a big male cock, even a fake one. There was 
no getting around it, Susan sighed to herself. Her 
daughter would probably be, at best, bisexual, and would 
obviously always brave male cocks.

She gripped her hips and buried the last of the long 
thick prick in her belly, grinding her hips around, 
grunting as the pad at the base of the dildo ground 
against her own clitty in a delightful way.

She slid her hands up and down Lannie's body, stroking 
and caressing her as she held the dildo inside her 
belly. She slid a hand down onto her belly, then in 
between her legs. She fingered Lannie's clitty, rubbing 
it hard against the dildo sticking out of her hole.

Lannie cried out in pleasure, then began to buck back 
against her, humping desperately as she felt an immense 
wave of sexual bliss towering over her. She panted and 
shook as she humped back, then cried out in glorious 
sexual ecstasy, her head thrashing up and down as she 
sobbed in pleasure.

Susan knew a cum when she saw one. She began to fuck 
into the girl, as she obviously wanted, surprised at how 
soon, and how powerful Lannie's climax was.

Lannie grunted and yelped wildly as fire raced up and 
down her body. She twisted and shook her ass around on 
the big dildo like a fish caught on a hook, glorying in 
the way it twisted and moved around in her belly. There 
was something awesomely exciting about having something 
big and hard way, way up inside her like that, and she 
was delirious with pleasure.

Susan clung to her daughter as the girl bounced and 
shook and jerked in orgasmic glee, unable to pump 
properly as Lannie swung her ass around in maddened 
pleasure. Finally, though, the orgasm washed away and 
Lannie groaned in relief and exhaustion, sinking down 
onto her elbows, then folding her arms below her as she 
let her head come to rest on the bed.

Susan snorted in amusement, then gripped her hips in a 
tight embrace and began to fuck. She used the full, long 
length of the dildo, and a steady pace, fucking it up 
and down Lannie's virgin cunt tunnel as the girl moaned 
in pleasure.

Several times she pulled the dildo completely out, 
watching, entranced, as Lannie's gaping pussy hole 
remained partially open for long moments before slowly 
closing. She rubbed the head of the dildo, now moist 
with Lannie's cunt juices, up and down the soft, 
gleaming slit, then pushed it against her hole and 
thrust in hard, buying it in a single, long stroke.

Lannie quivered in delight with each new penetration and 
knelt there in submissive languor as Susan ran the long 
length of cock up and down her pussy in a steady pumping 
stroke.

Susan pulled it out and pushed Lannie over onto her 
side, then rolled her onto her back. Lannie looked up 
dreamily, spreading her legs wide as Susan knelt between 
them. Susan rubbed the head up and down her daughter's 
slit again, as Lannie looked on through slitted eyes.

Then she sank it in to the hilt, sliding forward onto 
Lannie, crushing her swollen breasts against Lannie's 
own hard, upturned mounds. Their lips met and slid 
together in warm, carnal embrace as their bodies rubbed 
against each other.

Lannie's hands slid up around her mother, caressing her 
back briefly, then sliding down onto her buttocks. She 
dug her fingers into the soft flesh there, pulling on 
her mother, trying to pull the dildo deeper into her 
pussy.

Susan ran her fingers through Lannie's hair, and rubbed 
their breasts back and forth together like four lumps of 
bread dough, squeezing and rolling and mashing them 
around as their tongues slithered together and the dildo 
ground into Lannie's belly.

She began to stroke again, and the first hard stroke 
made Lannie gasp in surprise and pleasure.

Susan giggled. She'd known that the girl would get much 
more pleasure face to face than doggie style. Doggie 
style was a man's invention, made for his convenience. 
Fucking doggie style usually caused the cock to rub 
against the bottom of a woman's slit, not the top where 
her clitty was.

Now, as she thrust into Lannie, the ridged rubber pushed 
forcefully down on the girl's clitty and sawed across it 
with every movement.

"Oh! Oh! Oh yess! Ohh! Ooooo! Oh Mommy! Oohhh! Fuck 
meee! Fuck meee! Ooohh!" Lannie cried, whimpering in 
delight as Susan began to hump harder and faster.

"Oh yess! OhhhhhH! Harder! Harder! Oh my GOddddd!" 
Lannie panted, jerking down on her mother's ass to 
increase the force of the thrusts.

She was in heaven, she thought. She pulled her knees up 
and back, grunting in pleasure as the big rubber tube 
rasped across her clitty and thrust deep into her belly. 
Her mother's breasts were soft, and heavy, and warm 
against her own as they rolled and mashed together.

She felt herself rising upwards towards another cum. She 
humped up instinctively. She slid her long less around 
her mother's body and rocked back with each thrust, 
grunting and panting and moaning as her body began to 
tremble with a sexual heat that burned like fire.

Then she came again. She jerked violently, then 
shuddered. Her head bounced spastically as she rutted up 
against the big cock. Her eyes rolled back and her 
vision faded. All her concentration focused on the 
pleasure roaring through her body and mind, and that big 
hard cock plunging again and again down into her belly.

She clutched her mother desperately, gurgling and 
moaning and whimpering as a firestorm of sexual pleasure 
rippled through her nervous system. Muscles spasmed and 
twitched as lightning flashed through her overloaded 
body.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned finally, as the cum slowly 
receded. "Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Soooo...soooooo gooood!"

Her legs flopped back to the bed and her arms fell limp. 
She groaned weakly, chest heaving.

Susan continued to thrust into her, gnawing and licking 
at the nape of her neck as she jammed the dildo up her 
crack repeatedly. She too was hot and excited, and each 
thrust made the pad on the base of the dildo grind 
deliciously against her clitty.

She was on the verge of coming herself, and threw her 
hips down in a furious series of rutting strokes.

Then she came as well, gnashing her teeth as she felt 
the heat blossom within her lower belly and then blast 
upwards into her skull. She grunted again and again as 
she spiked the dildo up into Lannie's pussy, heedless of 
anything but her own pleasure.

But then her own orgasm faded, and she too fell limp, 
her body laying full length down on Lannie as they both 
groaned and panted for breath.

Susan pushed herself up on her elbows and smiled down 
into Lannie's face. She reached down and flipped some of 
her hair out of her face, and Lannie smiled back up 
dreamily.

"So you got your pussy pumped," Susan said.

"Yeaaaahhhh," Lannie sighed.

"I take it you liked it."

They both giggled, then Susan kissed her.

"Can we do it again?" Lannie groaned.

Susan laughed. "It's kind of tiring, you know."

"Pleeeeasse!"

"Oh all right, but this time..." She rolled over on her 
back, taking Lannie with her so she was no on top. "you 
be on top," she completed.

"How do I..."

Lannie licked her lips, then put her hands against the 
bed and pushed herself up. The dildo was still buried up 
her snatch, and she could feel its delicious movements 
every time she shifted her body. She carefully pushed 
herself upright, drawing her legs in so she was 
kneeling, straddling her mother's hips.

She put her hands on her mother's belly, gingerly 
sitting back, taking the final few inches up into her 
belly. She groaned as she sank fully onto the dildo and 
her soft buttocks pressed down hard on her mother's 
thighs.

She slid her hands down onto her own belly, stroking the 
flesh, wondering if she could feel the hard rubber cock 
up inside herself.

"It...must be wayyyy up here," she panted, squeezing her 
belly.

She gave a little hump up, and gasped as she fell back 
down. She leaned forward and began to raise her ass, 
sliding her pussy up the dildo. She slid back down 
again, then rose once more. She began a steady up and 
down movement as she bent and kissed her mother.

Then she sat up and began to bounce up and down, 
laughing gleefully as her pussy rode up and down on the 
hard rubber prick, yelping with pleasure as she fell 
down, impaling herself repeatedly.

Susan just lay there with her hands behind her head, 
looking up and smiling as Lannie rode her cock. It was 
only when the gleeful yelps turned to groans of lust and 
desire, and her movements showed a new desperation, that 
she reached out and stroked Lannie's clitty, then 
reached a hand up and squeezed one of her breasts.

Lannie gurgled in delight, bouncing and twisting and 
grinding herself on the big cock as the heat flashed 
into overload and her mind spun under the massive 
assault of sexual ecstasy.

She arched her back, dropping her head far back as she 
jerked convulsively. Susan raised her knees and Lannie 
fell back across them, jerking and twitching and shaking 
as the orgasm ripped through her.

Susan fucked up into her, using the spring of the 
mattress to send the dildo thrusting up into Lannie's 
pussy as the girl moaned and whimpered and grunted in 
pleasure. She stroked the teenager's hard, taut breasts, 
then squeezed harshly as Lannie mewled in mindless heat.

Susan couldn't even see the girl's face. Her shoulders 
and head had fallen back across Susan's knees, her arms 
at her sides twitching and jerking fitfully as Susan ran 
the dildo up into her pussy.

She pulled her knees up, forcing Lannie's upper body up 
as well, then Lannie dropped forward atop her and she 
hugged the girl lovingly, stroking her ass cheeks as the 
teenager's chest heaved and her overheated body quivered 
against her.


CHAPTER 4

Susan finally got tired of the writhing, moaning, 
sweating girl and took off the dildo. She put on a robe 
and left Lannie to play with the toy herself.

Lannie stayed in bed, legs spread, pumping the dildo 
down into her pussy as she came again and again. Faint 
cries of pleasure drifted out into the living room, 
distracting Susan as she tried to do a little work she'd 
taken home from the office.

Some time later Lannie straggled out into the living 
room. She was naked, her face flushed and tired, her 
hair a bedraggled mess. She fell back onto the sofa with 
a groan of exhaustion.

"Finally done?" Susan asked.

"Ooohhhhhh," Lannie groaned.

"You know," Susan felt obligated to say. "If you were 
with a man he'd be finished after the first cum, or 
maybe the second. They can't stay hard for hours like 
that rubber cock."

"Maybe I'll do gang-bangs, like you did," Lannie said, 
smiling dreamily.

Susan frowned in annoyance, then looked back down at her 
work.

"Why don't you come back to bed?" Lannie sighed.

"I have work to do, honey. I can't fuck all evening. 
Anyway, I left you rubber man."

"It's not as much fun when I have to pump it myself," 
Lannie complained.

"It never is, dear," Susan said, not looking up from her 
work.

Lannie slid off the couch, cat-like, and crawled across 
to the coffee table. She eased underneath, sliding on 
her belly out the other side. She gripped Susan's ankle 
and nipped at it lightly with her teeth.

"Lannie! I told you, I have work to do."

"C'mon," Lannie whined.

She slid upwards, pulling herself out from under the 
table and crawling up between her mother's legs. She 
slid her tongue up and down Susan's thighs as she pulled 
her robe apart.

"Lannie!" Susan snapped.

Lannie slid her face up higher, her hands pulling the 
robe wide, exposing her mother's groin. She pushed her 
face into it as Susan tried with less and less certainty 
to push her away.

She tongued her mother's slit, sucking wetly as she 
gripped her legs to hold herself in place. Susan pushed 
back, but feebly. Then she sighed and sat back. She 
pulled her feet up onto the coffee table, slouching down 
a little to expose more of her pussy.

Lannie pulled her robe wide open and slid her hands up 
her mother's body to her breasts. She kneaded them hotly 
as her tongue slurped away at her mother's cunt slit. 
She tongued her clitty and then kissed and sucked on it 
as Susan stroked her hair and sighed in pleasure.

"Oohhhhh baaabyyyy," she groaned, letting her head fall 
back on the couch.

Lannie eagerly shoved her tongue up her mother's pussy 
hole, pumping it in and out as she rubbed her nose from 
side to side across the exposed clitty. She ran her 
tongue up and down the wet pink flesh as she thrust two 
fingers up her mother's hole.

"Suck meee," Susan moaned. "Dirtyyyy giiiirrllll!"

She slumped down more and drew her knees up and back, 
spreading them apart as her cunt ignited and flared with 
a massive sexual excitement. Her body began to jerk and 
tremble and soon she was coming, coming on her 
daughter's tongue, gripping Lannie's hair and jerking 
her face into her snatch as she moaned and grunted in 
pleasure.

After that Lannie stood up and pulled her mother to her 
feet. Then the two wandered back into the bedroom and 
went to bed.

They did not, however, go to sleep for some time.

Later on, as they lay together in the warm afterglow, 
side by side, Susan caressed her daughter's hair as 
Lannie suckled gently on her nipple. She wondered if 
she'd made a big mistake trying to expose her daughter 
to the pleasures of the body.

Maybe it was better if she hadn't known. Susan didn't 
particularly approve of this new nymphet daughter. All 
Lannie seemed to think or care about now was sex. Was 
that healthy? Was it good for a teenage girl to have a 
dozen orgasms a day?

Well, she was happy, that was the most important thing. 
Besides, no stupid, clumsy boy would be able to tell her 
that it was her fault if she didn't enjoy sex with him. 
She would know damned well it was the guy's fault. Too 
many women never seemed to learn that.

She held her face against her breasts and hummed her to 
sleep.

Susan's worries became more pronounced the next 
afternoon when she got home. She'd half expected to find 
Lannie waiting naked for her, but that wasn't the case. 
Instead, when she called out, Lannie gave a yell from 
her bedroom, then hurried out completely clothed, but 
clutching two dresses.

"Which do you think?" she asked eagerly.

"What?"

"Which should I wear? I have a date with Peter tonight. 
I want to look hot."

One was a skin-tight black sheath dress that Susan had 
never approved of because it was too short. The other 
was one of her own dresses, a green number that was low 
cut, too low cut for Lannie, especially with her bigger 
chest.

"I don't like either," she said. "One's too short, and 
the other is too low cut. Why don't you wear that pink 
dress I bought you last month?"

"Oh, mother! That makes me look like a child!"

"You look sweet in it."

"I don't want to look sweet, I want to look sexy."

No, Susan didn't like this at all. She put away her 
things and followed Lannie back to her bedroom, watching 
from just inside the door as the girl compared herself 
in the mirror with one dress in front of her, then the 
other.

"Who is this Peter?"

"Mother! You know Peter. He's the blonde guy with the 
great body who was over here last weekend. Remember we 
did homework?"

"Oh, him."

"Well, don't say it like that. He's a nice guy."

"If you say so. Where are you going?"

"To the drive-in."

Susan's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Lannie, you aren't 
planning on doing anything... I might regret, are you?"

"You mean fuck him? Probably not."

"Probably?"

"Well, maybe. It depends on how I feel," she shrugged.

"Just remember what I told you. It'll probably take 
about three minutes, then he'll brag all over school 
tomorrow about what a hot piece of ass you are, and how 
you screamed and yelled for more when you came."

"Mother!" she sighed, pushing past her.

"I know from experience, Lannie."

"Just because boys treated you like shit doesn't mean 
they're all bad," Lannie sighed, getting a couple of 
towels from the hall closet and going into the bathroom. 
She closed the door and Susan glared at it for a long 
moment.

She was not at all happy. The way Lannie was behaving 
lately she'd cum as soon as this Peter guy got his hands 
between her legs. What was she going to do about this? 
What could she do about it. It was her fault. Lannie 
hadn't been so obsessed with sex before she'd started in 
on her.

There wasn't anything she could do, she realized. If 
Lannie wanted to fuck the whole football team Susan 
would just have to let her.

Well, there wasn't much she could do.

She could, maybe, take a little of the sexual heat out 
of the girl before she found herself alone in a car with 
this Peter guy. Maybe if Lannie came a few times before 
her date she'd have a little more control of herself.

Susan went to her room and stripped, then started back 
for the bathroom. She hesitated, then went back for her 
dildo. It wasn't there. She went into Lannie's room and 
found it under her pillow.

Shaking her head, she went back to the bathroom and 
opened the door.

Lannie was in the shower. Susan could see her shadowy 
nude outline against the glass doors. She slowly opened 
the door and stepped inside.

She was behind the girl. Lannie was under the water, her 
face turned upwards, soap washing down off her body. 
Susan put the dildo down, then stepped forward and slid 
her arms around Lannie.

Lannie gasped in surprise and jerked away, but then 
settled back against her mother's body.

"I thought you might like someone to do your back," 
Susan whispered, nibbling at her ear.

She cupped Lannie's warm, wet breasts, squeezing and 
kneading them s her tongue and lips slid along the nape 
of her neck. She pulled her back out of the water, then 
reached over and picked up a bar of soap. She slid the 
bar over Lannie's right breast, soaping it up thoroughly 
as her other hand continued to knead the other titty.

She transferred the soap then to her other hand, and 
soaped up that breast.

"You're making my breasts so clean," Lannie teased. 
"Peter will love sucking on them."

Susan glared at the back of her head, then slid the bar 
down her belly and in between the teenager's legs. She 
rubbed it back and forth over her pussy, then up and 
down her belly.

"I thought you were going to do my back," Lannie smiled.

"Did you think that?"

She turned her around and handed the soap to Lannie. 
Lannie grinned, then began to soap up her mother's 
breasts, then her belly, and finally, slid the soap in 
between her legs, soaping that up nicely.

Susan gripped her wrist and took the soap from her, then 
turned her around again. She slid her arms around her 
and pressed her soapy body against Lannie's back, then 
began to rub herself up and down, working her fat, soapy 
breasts against her daughter's back.

"Oohhhh, niiiiice," Lannie smiled in pleasure.

Susan mashed her soapy hands down on Lannie's soapy 
breasts, massaging the soft flesh. She slid a hand 
downwards, down between her legs, then began to saw her 
finger up and down with rapid movements as she sucked 
and chewed on her neck.

It took less than a minute for Lannie to begin to grind 
her buttocks back into Susan's groin, and to moan and 
sigh in pleasure. A minute later she was jerking and 
spasming and whining in orgasmic heat as she humped down 
on the hard, stroking fingers.

"You're such a hot little piece of pussy meat," Susan 
grunted.

She held her daughter against her as her trembling 
eased, then half turned and gripped the strap-on dildo. 
She raised one foot and stepped into the strap, then 
pulled it up. She put her foot down and raised the 
other, then stepped away from Lannie long enough to pull 
the thing up around her hips.

Lannie turned around and her eyes immediately slid down 
onto the hard black prong.

"Ooh, look who's here," she said.

Susan pushed forward, pushing Lannie back into the 
corner of the squared shower stall. She pressed her 
soapy body against Lannie's until the two were eye to 
eye, then she mashed her lips down on her daughter's 
with fierce passion.

Their tongues slid together as Susan forced her right 
knee in between Lannie's legs and jerked Lannie's own 
left leg to one side. She reached down and gripped her 
ass tightly, then lifted her leg upwards, shoving it 
back against the tiles as Lannie gasped in surprise and 
heat.

Susan held the girl's leg up and back with one hand as 
she pressed the dildo against her pussy with the 
other.She rubbed it along the soapy slit, then found the 
hole and thrust in hard, slapping her belly against 
Lannie's as she buried the whole length inside her.

Lannie jerked back against the tiles, crying out in 
surprise and pain. Her mother ground her body forward, 
forcing her back hard against the tiles. She held her 
left leg up as she began to pump the dildo up into her 
body with hard, fast strokes.

Lannie grunted repeatedly, surprised at the suddenness 
and force of the penetration, and by the speed and 
strength of the hard, thrusting her mother was using. 
She pushed against her briefly, but then fell into the 
sexual eroticism of the moment and slid her arms around 
her instead.

The dildo...hurt, as it pounded into her, but it didn't 
hurt badly, and the fast friction as it sawed roughly 
over her clitty was too delicious to want to halt or 
slow. She let her mother rut into her, closing her eyes 
in acceptance as her mother's hips slapped hard into her 
thighs.

Her ass ground and slapped back against the tiles as her 
mother pounded the dildo up into her body with enough 
force to raise her on her toes. Her mother's tongue and 
teeth and hands were all over her, squeezing and 
kneading and stroking and fondling and sucking and 
chewing and licking.

Lannie rode up and down against the wall, grunting and 
moaning as her steamy cunt was pumped with furious 
speed. She let her head jerk back against the tiles 
repeatedly, hardly able to think straight as the level 
of sexual heat burned her up inside.

Then Susan jerked back, tearing the big dildo out of her 
pussy. Lannie blinked her eyes and moaned unhappily.

Susan spun her around and pressed her face first against 
the tiles, flattening her hard, swollen breasts against 
the immoveable wall.

"If you're going to fuck boys, honey, this is something 
you should get used to too," Susan said into her ear.

Lannie heard her, but didn't understand. Her thoughts 
were too confused and flustered by the clamouring sexual 
heat inside her.

She felt a pressure, but it was not against her pussy 
but against...her asshole. She wondered at that, but was 
not concerned by it, not at first. But as she began to 
regain some of her awareness she blinked in surprise.

"Wha...what...mother! Unghhhh! What are 
you...do...d...dooooinnnnng!?" she groaned, trying 
feebly to twist away.

The dildo pierced her round little asshole and slid up 
into her with short, jerky movements. It was coated with 
a mixture of cunt honey and soap, and very slippery. Her 
relaxed state made it easier for the thing to push 
forward, as well, so there was not that much pain, 
though it sure wasn't comfortable, and the very idea of 
taking something up the ass was shocking.

"Oohh! Doooon't! Oohh! Noooo!" Lannie gasped. "STOP 
MOTHERRRR!"

"Get used to it, baby. Boys love to fuck pretty girls in 
the ass," Susan panted. "What did you think they were 
thinking about when they stared at your ass in those 
tight pants you wear?"

"Oooohhh! Ungh! Ooooohh! Noooooo!"

The dildo drove higher and higher. Susan kept the girl's 
body pressed against the tiles, not allowing her to 
twist away. Lannie squirmed and jerked, trying to reach 
behind her, trying to twist away. Susan slid her arms 
around her, gripped her thighs in front, jerked them 
apart, and then thrust up hard, burying the big dildo in 
Lannie's rectum.

Lannie gave a short cry and a strangled gasp of pain and 
surprise, then trembled and halted her efforts to 
resist, she lay flat against the tiles, whimpering in 
pain as she felt her ass bloated out by the big rubber 
cock.

"There you go, honey. There you gooo," Susan sighed, 
cupping Lannie's breasts again.

"Ohhh Goddd!" Lannie moaned.

"It's way up your asshole now," Susan panted. She bit 
down on her daughter's throat as she kneaded her 
breasts, then she slid a hand down between her legs and 
began to saw her fingers over the little soapy cunt 
button as she ground her hips into Lannie's ass cheeks.

She gave the teenager's ass a little time to get used to 
the invading rubber cock, then began to pump.

Lannie was grunting and moaning and whimpering, but not 
making any efforts to pull away now as the dildo began 
to pump in her ass. It didn't hurt as much s it had when 
she'd driven it up so hard, but she still felt cramps 
deep in her gut as the head of the dildo ground against 
something, some...thing, way up at the end of her anal 
tube.

As her asshole adjusted to it, the last of the pain 
faded and left behind only a kind of bloated, rasping 
sensation as her mother fucked the dildo up her asshole. 
She began to pay attention to the way her mother was 
grinding her little cunt button between her fingers now, 
and the combination of sensations was not at all 
unpleasant.

She relaxed, still breathing hard from the shock, but 
starting to get into this new and kinky thing. She 
marvelled at her ability to take that big thick cock up 
into her asshole. She would have thought it would split 
her apart.

Of course, she'd thought that before her mother had 
fucked it up her pussy too.

She took a deep breath and shuddered as a hot wave of 
pleasure washed over her body. Her breasts were squashed 
against the tiles and rolled from side to side and up 
and down as her body was jerked forward and back by her 
mother.

She thought that taking a big cock up the asshole was an 
awesome thing to do, very kinky and hot. True, it was 
only a dildo, but it felt soooo...strange, bizarre.

It was not as nice as taking one up the pussy, though, 
but in combination with her mother's hard, steady 
fingering of her clitty and slit, the steady slapping of 
her hips against Lannie's buttocks, and the steady 
thrusting of the dildo up inside her belly, Lannie was 
starting to build up towards another orgasm.

That wasn't really what Susan wanted, or it was, but it 
wasn't. She couldn't' decide any more. She gripped 
Lannie's long hair and jerked her head back, making her 
whimper and groan, then bit down on the front side of 
her throat as she ground the girl's swollen, straining 
titties into the wall, and fucked the hard dildo up her 
ass.

"Slut," she panted. "Dirty slut! I'm...ungh...I'm 
gonna...Ungh....gonna ream out your asshole!"

"OoohH! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"

"Dirty girl!"

"Fuck my asshole, mommy! Oh fuck my asshole!"

She spread her arms wide, raising them and slapping them 
against the wall as though she could climb upwards. 
Susan pumped faster and harder, rubbing at Lannie's 
clitty with her right hand, and squeezing her left 
breast with harsh movements of her right.

The dildo pounded up into Lannie's little round asshole, 
driving her upwards against the wall again and again, 
jerking her up on her toes each time the hard, knob of 
the cockhead spiked up into her guts.

She came then, grunting and gurgling and moaning as she 
trembled and shook and bounced against the wall.

Susan thrust in harder still, then came herself, biting 
down on Lannie's shoulder to keep from screaming as the 
pad at the base of the dildo mashed her clitty down and 
turned it into a white hot fiery coal.

Despite a sore ass, Lannie decided to carry on with her 
date. Susan sighed and paced up and down in the living 
room as the teenager finished doing her hair and then 
put on makeup. There seemed nothing she could do to keep 
her hot young body away from boys.

The thought of Lannie grunting as some foul boy rutted 
into her was disgusting. She was too sweet to be dirtied 
by big male cocks and their foul tasting sperm.

And the truth was, from what Lannie had said even before 
the two of them had started having sex together, she was 
already far along that path. Why, even if she didn't let 
this Peter punk fuck her, she would probably come home 
with sperm on her lips.

"So how do I look?" Lannie asked excitedly.

Susan turned and forced a smile as the girl twirled in 
front of her. She was wearing the black sheath dress. It 
hugged her nubile body like a second skin, and was only 
inches below the cheeks of her soft young buttocks.

"Very sexy," she said reluctantly.

"Maybe Peter'll get a hard-on just looking at me," she 
giggled.

"I wouldn't be at all surprised," Susan frowned.

"Oh, don't worry, Mother. I probably won't fuck him," 
she laughed.

"You're not wearing a bra," Susan frowned.

"Oh, Motheeeer!"

"You're too big to go around without a bra, Lannie."

"Do you see anything sagging here?" Lannie demanded, 
standing straight and pulling her shoulders back.

Susan had to admit that her breasts were standing up 
hard and firm on their own.

The buzzer sounded and Lannie skipped across to the 
intercom.

"Hello?" she called.

"Hey, Lannie. It's me," a male voice said.

"I'll be right down," Lannie said.

"He's not coming up?" Susan scowled.

"I think it's best if you two don't meet just yet," 
Lannie smiled. "You're far too suspicious."

"I'm not...suspicious. It's not him I'm worried about. I 
know what he's going to do. It's you I'm wondering 
about."

"Well, don't worry. I'll do whatever feels right. You 
yourself said that if it feels good there was no reason 
not to do it."

"Me and my big mouth."

"Good bye, mother," Lannie smiled. She kissed her 
lightly on the cheek, then went to the door. Susan 
followed, then stood behind her as Lannie turned and 
examined herself one last time in the mirror beside the 
door.

"Mother!" she gasped, as Susan slid a hand around her 
and in between her legs. Susan pulled the skirt up and 
slid her hand into her panties.

"Who said you could wear these?" she teased.

"I just...borrowed them," Lannie gasped. "Stop it, mom! 
Peter is right downstairs."

"I know."

Susan rubbed her fingers up and down the girl's slit, 
expertly manipulating her little cunt button.

"Think he knows what you're doing now?" she whispered 
into Lannie's ear.

Lannie's eyes opened and she felt a blast of sex-heat. 
Her mother was right. Peter was sitting around 
downstairs and here she was being jerked off by her 
mother. Wouldn't he be stunned!

"Ooohhhh! Mooothhheeeeer!"

She humped back against her mother as Susan dug her 
fingers into the soft pussy meat. She thrust two fingers 
up the girls cunt tunnel and squeezed her clitty between 
them and her thumb.

Lannie grunted and jerked spastically against her, then 
came, humping and moaning and whimpering in delight as 
her body flared with lust and sexual pleasure.

"Ohhhh! OhhhhhhhH!"

Susan kissed the side of her neck, then slipped her hand 
out of the pink lace panties. She pulled Lannie's skirt 
down and smoothed it against her quivering ass cheeks.

"Have fun tonight, dear," she said.

Lannie stood there against the low table below the 
mirror, her legs trembling as she panted and shook her 
head.

"Jesus," she groaned.


CHAPTER 5

Lannie knew damn well what her mother was trying to 
accomplish, knew that as a lesbian, she didn't want 
Lannie screwing around with guys. She also knew that 
jerking her off like that was intended to diminish her 
sex drive, which lately had been into overdrive.

Well, it hadn't worked. All it had done was drain her of 
energy, an act that was temporary at best. As she hopped 
into Peter's car, she was breathing a little heavily, 
but her sex drive had been blunted only slightly.

In fact, when she apologised for taking so long to get 
down, saying she'd broken a heel and had to change 
shoes, she'd felt a stab of lust at the memory of what 
she'd really been doing.

It was the belief that she was so wicked, so carnal, so 
lewd and sinful, that excited her and made her insides 
quiver with lust. She liked being a wanton slut...just 
so long as nobody knew it but her.

As far as everyone at school knew she was a pure, chaste 
girl, and she felt gloriously naughty knowing otherwise. 
She felt like a wolf masquerading as a sheep.

And if Peter saw her giving him a sly smile, he had no 
way of knowing what it meant, that she was feeling smug 
and sexy in the knowledge that her real sex life would 
shock him, and probably make him shoot off in his pants.

What would he think, she wondered, if he knew that only 
a little more than an hour ago her mother was sodomizing 
her in the shower with a big dildo, fucking it up her 
ass to make her cum? His eyes would bug out of his head 
and his cock would rip his zipper off!

"What are you grinning at?" he smiled.

"Nothing."

"That's a nice dress."

"Oh, this ol' thing?" she shrugged.

"You got nice legs."

"That's not all I got that's nice."

"I know," he grinned.

"But that's all you're gonna see," she giggled.

"Ahhh, don't say things like that."

"Why?"

"A guy's gotta have hope."

"He does, huh?"

"Yeah, guy's gotta have his dreams," he grinned.

"Do you dream about me, Peter?" she asked coyly.

"Oh yeah," he laughed.

"And what am I doing in these dreams?"

"Oh, things."

"Things? Dirty things?"

"Depends on what you'd call dirty."

"Guys are all such perverts."

"Yeah, that's true, but we can't help it."

"You're all cheap, too. You're all sluts."

"That's not very nice."

"So who says I'm a nice girl?"

He eyed her sideways. "Maybe I don't want you to be a 
nice girl."

"No, huh?"

Half an hour later they were ignoring the movie and 
exchanging hot, passionate kisses. Peter was groping her 
breast through the thin sheath dress as she sighed in 
pleasure. She kept her legs closed, though, and every 
time he got a hand under her short skirt she pushed it 
away.

"C'mon," he whined, sucking on her throat and mashing 
her breast with his hand.

"I'm a...a virgin," she gulped.

"I can take care of that," he groaned.

"No, Peter."

"You'll like it," he promised.

"Ha."

"What does that mean?" he demanded, pushing back and 
glaring at her.

"What does what mean?" she blinked.

"Ha."

"Oh."

"You don't think you'd like it?"

"I...heard...that guys our age mostly don't know how to 
have sex."

"Of course I know how to have sex!"

"I mean, they don't know how to do it very well."

"Well, I sure as shit do!"

"How many girls have you had sex with?"

"Why?"

"I'm just wondering."

"I've had lots of sex, okay."

"I mean with girls."

"Ha, ha."

"What I mean issssss..."

"What?"

She tsked unhappily. "Well, from what I've read and 
heard, most teenage guys don't know how to make a 
girl...enjoy sex. They just kind of...hump away for a 
few minutes...then finish and roll off."

"Where the fuck did you read that?"

"Well, it's true, isn't it?"

"No!"

"I've read books about sex, you know, and they tell you 
a lot about what to do and how to enjoy it, and they 
warn you that if the guy is too impatient and doesn't 
know what to do...that a girl won't have any fun."

"I'm not impatient," he scowled. "and I know damn well 
what to do!"

"I bet you've never even eaten a girl."

He stared at her in surprise. "I have too," he glared.

"When?"

"None of your business. You want me to prove it?"

"I would but I don't trust you."

"What's to trust?"

"I don't want to lose my virginity in the back seat of 
your dumb car."

"So? I can eat you without popping your cherry."

"Okay, let's see," she gulped.

She peeled her panties down and off, then spread her 
legs and lifted her skirt up. He stared down at her 
pussy with sudden lust and excitement.

"Jesus," he sighed, sliding his hand in between her 
legs. He squeezed her pussy, sliding his hand up and 
down against the soft folds of flesh and the tangled 
brown hair.

He bent over, then reached back and pulled the lever on 
the front seat, shoving it back to give himself room. He 
slid onto his knees on the floor, swallowing excitedly s 
he gazed into her pussy.

"Let's see if you know what you're doing," Lannie said, 
pulling her legs apart, raising her knees and slumping 
down a little. "Just don't try to fuck me."

Peter stroked her pussy nervously. He had, in fact, 
never eaten a girl out before. He had had a couple of 
hurried couplings which were pretty much as Lannie had 
described them. The girls sure hadn't complained, so he 
thought he must be doing things right.

On the other hand, Lannie had read some kind of damned 
sex book. She thought she was some kind of damned expert 
now, the dumb little virgin. Well, hell, how hard could 
it be anyway? Hadn't he jerked her off last week? Hadn't 
he jerked off Meghan Sumner a couple of weeks before?

He knew where to get his fingers, and maybe when she was 
hot enough he'd show her just how good his cock was too.

He stroked her crotch with his fingers, smoothing her 
pussy hair aside, away from her crack. He rubbed his 
fingers up and down her slit, then slid them inside, 
slowly wriggling two fingers up into her hole. He pumped 
them in and out as she sat there.

Her clitty. He knew that was the thing he was supposed 
to get ahold of. He knew where it was, generally, so he 
pulled her cunt open and felt around at the top of her 
hole for it. He took a deep breath, then pushed his face 
in and began to lick at her pussy, around where her 
clitty was.

He licked hard for a long couple of minutes.

"You think that's ice cream?" Lannie said finally.

"What?" he growled.

"You lick like a dog, man."

"Do dogs lick your pussy a lot?" he snapped.

"I read how you're supposed to give head, is all, and 
you're not doing it right."

"Well, suppose you tell me, if you're some kind of 
Goddam expert!" he snarled. He could hardly believe he 
had a girl's pussy right in front of him, and instead of 
being horny he was mad.

She took his finger and pushed it against a small ridged 
area.

"This is my clitty," she said.

"I know that," he glared.

"Rub it with your fingers, roll it between them, then 
bend in and lick it.

"I was."

"Lick it with fast little swirling movements. Don't lap 
at it like a dog eating an ice cream cone. And don't do 
it for a long time. Do it for a few seconds, then try 
and suck on it. Get your lips around it and suck, work 
your tongue on it real fast while you're sucking."

He had half a mind to tell her to get lost. But he 
didn't. He followed her instructions, licking fast and 
hard at her clitty, then sliding his lips over it and 
sucking, trying to pull it into his mouth and work his 
tongue on it again.

Slide your fingers into me, pump them in and out," she 
sighed. "Yeahhhhh. Press them up. No. Up, up against the 
top of my pussy. Yeah, rub there."

She laid her head back for a minute enjoying what he was 
doing, then blinked her eyes and looked down again.

"Try...try pressing your thumb down on it," she panted. 
"You...you roll it between your thumb and your fingers. 
OOohhhh, yeaaahahhh. Keep licking. Yeahhhhh!"

She bounced her head lightly against the back of the 
seat as her pussy got hotter and hotter. She was 
breathing faster, and wanted to just lay there and enjoy 
things, but also wanted to make him a really good pussy 
eater. What had her mother said, something about, every 
woman he fucks will thank her for showing him how?

She took a deep breath. "Okay, now slide your tongue 
into the hole," she panted. "Shove it in as deep as you 
can. Mash your face into my pussy and flick your tongue 
around in there. Ooooooo, yeahhhh. Like thaaatttt. 
YEsssssssss. Rub my clitty too. Yeah. Yeah. Now...now 
lick at my clitty again. Push your fingers back in me 
and lick....oohhhhhhhh. Yeahhhh. Suck it now. Suck it! 
MMmmmmmmmmmmm."

This was, without a doubt, the weirdest date he'd ever 
been on. He was having a lot of fun now, though. His 
earlier resentment and embarrassment had faded 
completely as Lannie had started moaning in pleasure. He 
was obviously doing things right here, and she was 
really getting off on it.

Okay, so she was showing him. What was wrong with that? 
He was glad to learn. Wait until the guys heard about...

Fuck no. No way he was going to tell them that Lannie 
had shown him how to eat pussy. They'd laugh at him. 
Those lying bastards probably couldn't eat pussy 
themselves, but they'd pretend they could. "She had to 
show you how to do it?" they'd snicker. "I'm surprised 
she didn't boot your ass out the door?"

Yeah, right, like they'd be able to do what he was 
doing, the stupid pricks. They'd probably lap at a girl 
like...like a dog eating ice cream.

"Oohhhhhhh," Lannie groaned, writhing excitedly.

Peter's cock bulged as the sound of her moaning made his 
pulse race. He fought the urge to jerk his pants down 
and ram his cock up her pussy. She was in no position to 
resist. But no, he'd promised. Shit. He licked at her 
clitty and spiked his fingers up her pussy hole as she 
whimpered and groaned and sighed happily.

"Lick me! Lick meeeeee!" she groaned.

He opened his mouth as wide as he could and mashed it 
against her cunt opening, gnawing his teeth and flicking 
out his tongue. He sucked and munched excitedly as she 
squealed in pleasure, her legs bouncing up and down.

He sucked frenziedly at her clitty and thrust three 
fingers deep into her hole, pumping them furiously as 
her ass jerked and bounced wildly on the seat.

"Yes! Yes! OOHhhhhhhHH!" she groaned. Her hands came 
down on his head and pulled his face into her snatch as 
she bounced up and down and closed her thighs against 
him.

Lannie's head bounced back against the seat as she came. 
Her body jerked and shook with crackling sexual 
electricity as Peter's tongue rasped across her clitty 
and his lips and teeth crushed it from either side.

She sagged weakly, panting for breath as she came out of 
her cum.

"Ooohh," she groaned. "Niiicee."

"Not bad, huh?" he asked, grinning eagerly up at her.

She ran her hand through his hair and smiled down.

"Very good," she said. "Now would you like to see what 
else I've learned?"

"Anything," he grinned, eyes hot and wild.

"Change places."

She slid down on her knees as he got on the seat and 
undid his pants. She pulled his pants down and his cock 
sprang up hot and ready.

"Well, look at thiiiiis," she said in a surprised tone.

She slid her fingers around his cock, squeezing it. Then 
she brought it up against her lips. She rubbed it over 
her face and lips, moaning sensuously, rolling her head 
and closing her eyes to slits.

"Oh fuck!" he gulped. "Shit! Lannie! Ooohh!"

She opened her mouth wide and slipped her lips around 
his prick just as a thick wad of sperm shot out and 
splattered against the back of her mouth. She sucked 
hurriedly, bobbing her lips up and down as she squeezed 
his shaft. His cum pumped up into her mouth as he held 
her head and groaned excitedly.

"You didn't give me much chance to show you," she 
pouted.

"Shiiiiit," he groaned. "I'm... Eating your pussy made 
me too hot to hold out."

"Well, that's all right. I like a challenge.

She tried to remember everything her mother had said 
about how to get a guy hard. She massaged his limp dick 
with her fingers, then held it up and pulled, stretching 
it out. She ran her tongue slowly up and down from the 
base to the head, then back again, sliding her tongue 
around and around it.

She slid her mouth in under his balls, licking at him. 
She gripped his balls in her hands and tugged down 
softly and repeatedly as she licked all over his cock. 
Then she sucked on his soft head, working her tongue 
over it.

She continued massaging his balls, continued tugging on 
them, and sucked his soft cock into her mouth. She 
easily got the whole thing in, bending and folding it in 
her mouth, then let her cheeks and tongue give it a good 
working over.

It started hardening rapidly. She pulled her head back, 
keeping her lips tight so it squeezed down on his cock 
as it pulled free. She grabbed it in her hands again and 
rubbed the now semi-flaccid cock over her face, sighing 
in heat and pleasure.

She pulled her lips free and held it in her fist, 
pumping her hand up and down the spit-wet shaft as she 
reached over and picked up the cup of warm coke he'd 
gotten her an hour ago. She sucked in a mouthful of 
cola, then bent over his cock again.
It was now almost hard. She looked up at him, her cheeks 
bulging like a chipmunk, then pressed her puckered lips 
against his cockhead. She slowly sank down, letting his 
cock force its way through her tight lips and into her 
mouth.

"Shiiiiiiiit!" he gasped.

His cock slid deeper, and she began to swish the liquid 
around in her mouth as she licked at his head. Some of 
the liquid trickled out and down his shaft, but he 
neither knew nor cared. He was on the verge of coming 
again, his cock throbbing like a rocket ready to 
explode.

She cupped his balls again, squeezing them with he 
hands, massaging them and yanking downwards softly but 
insistently. She swallowed the cola then, and began 
bobbing her lips rapidly up and down his shaft as her 
tongue whipped across the underside of the head.

"Fuck! ohhhhhHH!" he gasped.

He came, his cock blasting off into a tremendous orgasm. 
He clutched her head and humped up, shoving his cock 
into her mouth as she drank his cum and yanked on his 
balls.

"Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!" he gasped. "OH FUUUCK!"

"Not bad, huh?" she gasped.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Want to learn more?"

"YEahhh!"

Lannie grinned, then looked around them. She didn't 
think anyone could see. She reached down and peeled her 
dress up and off, tossing it on the seat, then climbed 
on the seat and lay back. He slid his hands onto her 
breasts immediately, kneading them excitedly.

She gripped his hands and pushed them off.

"No," she said. "Here's what you do. First slid your 
hands around them. Just squeeze softly. A little harder. 
Good. Now let your hands slide over them lightly. Stroke 
your hands over them on either side of the nipples. 
Don't touch the nipples.

He stroked her breasts on either side of her nipples, 
staring down at the hard pink nubs eagerly. He knew this 
was strange, but also knew that would she was showing 
him he would be able to use on a lot of other girls.

Like any guy, he wanted to be a great cocksman, and who 
could show him better than a girl? The guys and him were 
always talking about what drove girls crazy, but Lannie 
KNEW what they liked.

So he followed her instructions, slowly kneading and 
massaging and stroking her breasts, ignoring her 
nipples. Then he started in on the nipples, rolling them 
between thumbs and fingers, pinching and squeezing them, 
then starting in with his tongue and lips.

He trailed his tongue down her body in a zig zag 
pattern, then began eating her pussy again as she 
offered additional instructions.

Then she stopped talking, groaning and moaning instead. 
He forced her thighs wide with his arms as he sucked and 
licked and mashed his face into her pussy, his mind 
filled with glee as she grunted and jerked and shook 
beneath him.

He grinned down at her as she smiled up tiredly.

"Damn," he laughed. "You are something else."

"Maybe next week I'll teach you more," she smiled.

"Whatever you want, baby. You say it and I'll do it. 
Just..."

"What?"

"Uh, don't tell anyone, okay?"

"I won't if you won't," she giggled.

Peter dropped her off at the apartment and she made her 
way back upstairs. She wasn't surprised at all to see 
the suspicion on her mother's face as she walked in.

"Hell-O," she called.

"Hello," her mother said. "Have a good time?"

"Pretty good."

She looked her up and down, as if she could tell just 
from looking, whether she had let Peter fuck her.

"Well?"

"Well, what?"

"You know what?"

Lannie moved her face in close to her mouth and opened 
her mouth wide, then breathed on her.

"Smell any sperm on my breath?" she taunted.

"That's not funny!"

Lannie kicked off her shoes as she walked away, then 
reached down and pulled her dress up and over her 
shoulders.

"Darn," she said, lookin down. "I forgot my panties in 
Peter's car. Oh well."

She continued on to her room. Susan scowled at her then 
stormed after her.

"Now you look here, young lady," she growled. "First of 
all, those were my God damn panties, not yours!"

"Oh, I'll tell Peter to give them to you then," Lannie 
taunted.

"Did you fuck him?"

"None of your business."

"It is my business, damn it!"

"Oh, relax, Mother," Lannie sighed. "He didn't fuck me, 
all right."

"You're sure?"

"Of course I'm sure! What kind of stupid question is 
that anyway? All I did was suck his cock a couple of 
times, and show him how to eat my pussy."

"Show...you showed him how to...eat you?"

"Well, he was helpless. You should have seen him. So I 
showed him what to do. He got really good, especially 
the second time. The second time I hardly had to tell 
him anything. Boys can learn fast if you teach them, 
mother. You should have tried harder when you were a 
slut. Maybe you wouldn't have had to turn to women."

"Don't be a smart ass! I turned to women because I'm a 
lesbian!"

"If you say so," Lannie shrugged, falling back on the 
bed.

"What's that mean!?"

Lannie sat up in bed, propping her back against the 
headboard. "Just that maybe the reason men never 
satisfied you was because they didn't know what the fuck 
they were doing. Maybe if you'd shown them what to do 
they would have made you cum a few times, and you 
wouldn't have thought you were a lesbian."

"That's ridiculous!"

"Maybe after I show him how to fuck, he'll give you a 
ride, mother."

"Don't be such a snotty little bitch!" Susan glared.

"Okay, maybe I am being kind of snotty."

"You're damned right you are! You have no idea what I 
feel inside, so don't try and tell me that I've lived my 
whole life wrong, and that you, you little virgin, know 
more about how and what excites a person sexually than I 
do."

"Oh, I don't know," Lannie smirked. "I think I'm getting 
pretty good at it."

"You don't know a fraction of what I know," Susan 
glowered. "You think you're hot because you made a guy 
cum off in your mouth?"

"Twice."

"So twice, so big deal! I could've gotten him hard a 
third time, maybe even a fourth."

"Oh, come on."

"He's young and healthy, isn't he? At the height of his 
sexual potential? I can do things with my mouth you 
haven't dreamed of."

"Sure."

"Did you deep throat him?"

"Deep...what?"

"Ha."

"You...deep throated guys?" Lannie gulped.

"Fucking right I did!"

"I never...I mean...how did you do that without throwing 
up?"

"You don't know? Miss expert doesn't know?"

"Okay, you know more than me. I admit it," Lannie 
sighed. "Now tell me how to deep throat."

"Forget it," Susan turned and marched out of the room.

"MOM!" She jumped up and hurried after her. "Come on, 
mom," she begged.

Susan halted in the middle of the living room and turned 
around. Lannie stopped, eyes bright with interest.

"Why should I show you? So you can get snottier?"

"I'm sorry. I was just kidding! C'mon!"

"Persuade me," Susan sneered.

"Uhm, how?"

"How? You said you know how to turn someone on."

"C'mon."

"Take off my clothes."

"Sure." She reached for her blouse and Susan slapped her 
hand back.

"What?"

"Not like that. Don't you know how to remove a person's 
clothes in an erotic way, a way that will turn them on?"

Lannie sighed and shrugged helplessly.

"I admit it. You know more than me," she said.

Susan smiled and slid her hand around behind Lannie's 
head, then pushed down, forcing her to her knees.

"And I always will," she said.


CHAPTER 6

The next night, Susan decided to take Lannie out to one 
of her favorite lesbian bars. She had in mind both 
showing her off, and possibly increasing the girl's 
attraction towards lesbianism.

"But I don't have any leather pants," Lannie said.

"So?"

"Don't I have to, like, shave my head or something and 
wear combat boots."

"Don't be such a little bitch."

"Weeeel..."

"I'm not taking you to a leather bar, for God's sake. 
These are just women like me who enjoy each other's 
company."

"So I don't have to wear big clunky boots?"

"No. Well, actually, you might wear cowboy boots. It's 
western night tonight."

"Uhm, I don't know if I want to go to a gay bar."

"What are you afraid of? You think there's going to be 
orgies right there in the bar? It's just a bar, Lannie. 
Maybe there's a little kissing and groping going on in 
quiet corners, but that's the most you'd have to worry 
about."

"I'd have to dance with women?"

"You've danced with women before, Lannie."

"I know, but not...gay women."

"Yes you have."

"You know what I mean," she sighed.

"You don't have to fuck anyone you don't want to Lannie, 
anymore than you would in a normal bar."

"What do I know about normal bars? I'm underage, 
remember?"

"Oh, so you haven't ever been to a bar before, right?"

Lannie shrugged and smirked.

"Use whatever fake ID you usually use."

"What if my friends see me?"

"If your friends are in there then they're gay."

"Well...okay."

"Don't be so enthusiastic. It's a nice place. Would I 
take you anywhere you'd get hurt?"

"I guess not."

"I guess not."

Lannie was very nervous about going to a gay bar. She 
was also excited. She'd really gotten off on sex with 
her mom, but really, she was her mom. She'd much prefer 
having sex with someone else. Maybe there was some girl 
there who she could have sex with, someone her own age.

She wanted to have sex with Peter, of course, but she 
couldn't trust Peter to keep his big mouth shut, and 
anyway, it was like her mom had said, Peter knew shit 
about sex. She'd have to teach him how to fuck, 
something she didn't know a lot about herself. Her 
mother knew how to lick pussy and suck cock, but was no 
expert on fucking.

Probably more of an expert than Peter, though.

She spent a lot of time going over her wardrobe, trying 
to find something sexy, but not too sexy. She didn't 
want all those old bull dykes licking their lips and 
drooling over her, after all. She decided to wear pants, 
but then decided that if she wore pants they'd all be 
staring at her ass. So she decided to wear a skirt, but 
then worried they'd slide their hands up under it.

She finally settled on a nice white and green dress. It 
was kind of western in tone, and had a short, flouncy 
skirt with lots of pleats. She put on her white cowboy 
boots with it an examined herself in the mirror. She 
looked cute, she thought.

She brushed her hair out so it was thick and silky, then 
joined her mother, who was wearing jeans with cowboy 
boots, a checkered shirt, and a western style jacket 
with a scarf.

"One thing," Susan said. "It'd be best if you were my 
cousin tonight, instead of my daughter."

"Why?"

"Well, if some girl wants you, she might be afraid to 
say it if she knew you were my daughter. But if they 
think you're my cousin they might ask me about what you 
like, and whether you're available."

"Mother! I'm not available. I'm not gay."

"So? You wouldn't like a nice little lover you could 
sleep with occasionally?"

Lannie shrugged. "Are you gonna tell them we're kissin' 
cousins?" she grinned.

"Come on," Susan sighed, taking her hand and leading the 
way out the door. She halted then and turned, lifting up 
Lannie's skirt.

"Mother!"

"Just wanted to see what you had on."

"Just ordinary bikini panties."

"What about a bra?"

"The same. I didn't want to get your friends too 
excited."

Susan frowned, then led her out of the apartment.

Half an hour later they were walking in through the door 
of a small, windowless building on the west side. It had 
a small sign overhead that said "Serena's".

It was dark inside, but that was nothing out of the 
ordinary for a bar, Lannie knew. She tried to see before 
her eyes had adjusted, difficult at best. She could see 
a long bar running along the left wall. There was a 
stage facing it on the right wall. between were round 
tables, like in most bars.

There were also some booths along the far wall, and the 
light seemed especially dim there. A dance floor 
occupied the space directly in front of the stage, and 
there were a dozen or so couples...all women, dancing 
there, to some sort of country tune.

"I just remembered, I hate country music," Lannie 
muttered, as Susan led her into the bar.

It was bright enough to make out the people the were 
closest to. Lannie was surprised at the youth of most of 
them. Also, though most had fairly short hair, she 
didn't see any with crewcuts or shaved heads, and none 
wore leather jackets or pants.

Susan kept her close as they wound their way through the 
crowded bar, her eyes scanning for people she knew. 
"This way," she said.

She cut across the edge of the dance floor and over to a 
wide table that appeared to have only two people sitting 
at it. As they got closer she saw that there were drinks 
in front of two more seats. Two seemed empty, though.

"Hi, Dara," Susan said, smiling at a mannish looking 
woman in her thirties. She had red hair and a rather 
long nose, and was wearing a pair of red pants and white 
shirt with a scarf.

"Hi, Susan. Come sit down," Dara smiled. They kissed 
briefly, then Susan and Lannie sat.

"This is my cousin Lannie, from Chicago," Susan said.

"Hi, Lannie," Dara said, with no hint of anything but 
friendliness."

"Uhm, hi," Lannie said.

"This is my lover, Brandy," Dara said, squeezing the 
shoulder of slight, curly haired brunette in her late 
twenties.

"Hi," Lannie said in a strangled tone. She'd know, of 
course, but...to have her introduced as her lover was 
still a shock.

"Lannie's never been to a gay bar," Susan smiled at the 
other two.

"In the closet?" Brandy asked.

"No, I'm not gay," Lannie said.

"She's bi," Susan said.

"Oh? One of those who likes to have her cake and eat it 
too?" Dara said. Brandy giggled as if that were some 
kind of joke.

"I guess," Lannie said uncomfortably.

"Who else is here?" Susan asked.

"Helen and Nicky."

"Oh." Susan said in a thoughtful tone.

"There they are," Brandy said, pointing.

Lannie gazed out on the dance floor and saw a gorgeous 
young woman, maybe girl, dressed in a black shirt and 
short black skirt. She had long, flowing blonde hair 
that fell to the waist, and was dancing with a taller 
blonde woman, this one with very short hair and a very 
muscular build.

They finished the dance, then returned to the table. 
Lannie saw the tall woman's eyes focus on her mother 
briefly, then pass over onto her and hold there. Now she 
saw the hunger and lust she'd worried about, and her 
skin flushed a little.

"Hi," Susan said.

"Hi, Susan," the tall woman said.

"This is my cousin Lannie."

"Hi, Lannie," the woman said.

"Lannie, this is Helen.

Helen took her hand and squeezed it as she looked Lannie 
up and down, then she sat down, giving her a seductive 
little smile as she took her hand back.

"And this is Nicky," Susan said.

"Hi," Nicky said.

"Hi," Lannie replied.

Nicky seemed about her age, and very pretty. She had a 
small, fragile face, but a full, nubile body, chesty, 
Lannie thought, gazing at the way her blouse bulged out. 
She was short, too, and spoke softly and quietly. She 
seemed the timid sort, and gazed at Helen with the 
adoration of a puppy.

The idea that these two were lovers was very, very odd. 
Lannie had no difficulty guessing which one was in 
charge of the relationship, however.

The other two women got up and danced, while Susan and 
Helen talked, and to Lannie's embarrassment, the talk 
soon began to turn to sex, with very little camouflage 
over what the two older women were saying.

"Little Lan was a novice only a few days ago," Susan 
said.

"Oh? And you've opened her eyes on this visit?"

"Opened them wide, very, very wide."

"Along with her legs," Helen snickered, grinning at 
Lannie. 

Lannie blushed.

"She's very enthusiastic," Susan said. "She's not 
wearing out any clothes when she's in the apartment."

"I don't let Nicky wear a stick at home," Helen said, 
turning and looking fondly at the blonde girl.

"Well, sometimes I wish Lannie would put something on. 
She's wearing me out. I was trying to get some work in 
the living room the other night when she comes crawling 
under the table, naked. Who could work with that?"

"You poor dear," Helen said in mock sympathy.

Again Lannie blushed.

"You haven't managed to wean her off the poles, though?"

"I'm afraid not. I had to dig mine out of the closet and 
let her play with it all day when I'm not home."

Lannie didn't know what poles were at first, but then 
she realized they meant cocks, and that Susan meant the 
rubber dildo she used. Again she was embarrassed as the 
tall, blonde woman gazed at her through slitted eyes.

Yet she also felt a stab of excitement. She wasn't 
attracted to the woman. To the girl, maybe, but not to 
Helen. Yet, there was something about her, something 
scary and seductive, something dangerous and wild 
and...sensual. She wondered if Helen was one of those 
weirdos into ropes and whips and shit like that.

She wondered if Helen would...hurt her.

She danced with her mother, then with Helen. It was 
scary dancing with Helen, especially since it was a slow 
dance and they were close to each other. She had such 
powerful, hypnotic eyes, and they seemed to bore right 
through to Lannie's soul.

When she pulled Lannie in against her Lannie felt the 
woman's hard breasts against her own and flushed 
violently. The woman's hand crept down onto her ass and 
squeezed it as they circled around, but Lannie didn't 
dare protest.

Then after they returned to the table, Helen invited 
them back to her place for some drinks. Susan accepted, 
and Lannie's pulse began to speed up before they'd even 
gotten to their feet.

"Do you want us to follow you in our car?" Susan asked.

"We came with Brandy," Helen said.

"Oh. Okay, we'll use our car then," Susan laughed.

She went to the front driver's door and opened it. 
Lannie waited at the rear door, figuring Helen would get 
in front with her mother, but instead Helen pushed Nicky 
in the front when Susan unlocked it.

"I'll sit in back with you, honey," she smiled at 
Lannie.

Lannie's heart gave a lurch, but she smiled and got in. 
Helen followed. She moved all the way over to the far 
door, but that wasn't far. It wasn't a big car, after 
all.

And it didn't help at all because Helen just shifted 
over and laughing put her left arm around Lannie's 
waist, pulling her body in tight against her own. Her 
left hand was on the side of Lannie's chest, just inches 
from her breast.

"Now you and me can get acquainted, honey," she smiled 
down at the girl.

Lannie smiled up weakly.

Susan asked Nicky something about a computer and as she 
talked Helen slid her left hand a few inches up and let 
her fingers stroke the side of Lannie's left breast. 
Lannie's heart was pounding and the tension was so hard 
inside her she felt her stomach turning and twisting in 
knots.

Her throat and mouth felt dry, and her lower belly moist 
and warm. She was both afraid of, and deeply aroused by 
the close proximity to this tall, stern, dangerous 
woman.

"So tell me, honey, what do you do in Chicago?" Helen 
asked. She was half turned towards Lannie, and her right 
hand brushed some of the bangs out of the teenager's 
eyes as she talked.

"Uhm, uh, not much," Lannie gulped.

"Have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"She's trying to get one here," Susan called from the 
front seat. "Yesterday she went out with some football 
type and used what I've learned her to teach him pussy 
eating."

"Oh, you did. How nice," Helen said.

Lannie cursed her mother silently, terribly embarrassed.

"Maybe some day you'll show me what you've learned," 
Helen smiled, eyes narrow.

Lannie shrugged helplessly.

Helen's eyes moved down to her legs, most of which were 
bare beneath the short skirt.

"This is a pretty thing," Helen said, gripping the hem 
of the skirt and rubbing her fingers on the material. 
She set it down, slightly further back than it had been, 
then slid her hand onto Lannie's bare leg.

Lannie trembled as the woman began to stroke her leg. 
Her hand left a searing heat everywhere it went, even 
though it was still well below the hem of her skirt.

Then Helen leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Lannie 
gulped fearfully.

Helen shifted her lips onto Lannie's own, kissing 
softly, lightly. Lannie kissed back awkwardly, 
uncertainly. She let the other woman press her head back 
against the back seat, her chest fluttering like 
butterflies were in it.

Helen kissed a little harder, then drew her left hand 
upwards and behind Lannie's head. She slid it through 
her long hair, letting her fingers slide through the 
tangles, then gripped her head, twisting it slowly, but 
firmly back as Helen's lips slid onto her throat.

Lannie's chest was heaving now, as she felt Helen's hand 
slide up under her skirt. She could hear her mother and 
Nicky talking about something in the front seat, could 
hear Nicky laughing in amusement at something, but she 
couldn't make out what they were saying.

Helen's fingers slid up her thighs to her panties, then 
stroked lightly against her crotch, running up and down 
her slit through the panties.

Lannie felt her pussy burn. As Helen shifted her lips 
over her throat, licking and suckling, and stroked her 
finger up and down against her slit, she felt her 
moisture actually seeping into the material, felt it 
getting warm and damp under Helen's fingers.

Helen's hand crept away from her head, but Lannie didn't 
move. She kept he head back, staring up at the roof of 
the car as Helen's mouth kissed her and licked and 
sucked on her throat and neck. She felt the woman's hand 
unbuttoning the front of her dress, pulling it apart, 
felt her hand slide in, warm and soft, cupping her right 
breast.

The others in front must have noticed, she thought. They 
must. But they continued talking as if nothing was going 
on, ignoring what was happening in the back seat.

She felt Helen's hand slide along her ribs and move 
behind her, felt her bra opened. At the same time her 
other hand tugged the crotch of her panties aside, and 
then cupped Lannie's bare pussy.

Lannie groaned loudly as she felt the woman's bare hand 
against her soft, mushy, hot pussy meat. She was panting 
hard and fast, hardly able to catch a breath as the 
woman pulled her top open further and slid her hand up 
onto Lannie's bare breast.

She grunted as a finger slid up into her pussy hole, 
then a second. She felt herself boiling inside, could 
feel her skin hot and crackling with energy. She was 
sweating and overheated, dazed by the force of the fear 
and sexuality gripping her.

Helen bent over and slid her lips over Lannie's left 
nipple, suckling on it as she squeezed and kneaded her 
right breast with her hand. She began to pump her 
fingers up and down in Lannie's pussy pit as her thumb 
pressed down on the teenager's clitoris.

Lannie gave a shocked cry of pleasure, her back arching 
violently, her head smacking against the top of the seat 
back as a massive blastwave of powerful sexual pleasure 
tore through her guts. She bounced desperately on 
Helen's fingers as the woman ground her clitty between 
them and her thumb.

She trembled and shook, gasping for breath as her vision 
swam. Her body flared with heat and she bucked 
helplessly under the powerful orgasmic pleasure.

She felt the eyes of the others on her, saw Nicky turned 
around in her seat, looking back, saw her mother's eyes 
in the mirror. She knew a terrible embarrassment, but it 
was overpowered by the heat and pleasure.

She gave a hacking groan and collapsed wearily. Helen 
laughed softly and pulled her lips from her hard nipple. 
She slid her fingers out of Lannie's slit, stroking her 
pussy lightly before drawing back.

"She certainly is a responsive little dear," she said. 
"I'm sure I could lure her from men for good."

"Give me time, Helen," Susan said.

After she got her breath back Lannie self-consciously 
pulled her skirt down and closed the front of her dress. 
She kept her head down, too embarrassed to look at Helen 
or Nicky as they rode through the dark streets.

They pulled into a driveway then, and again her heart 
started pounding. She felt like getting out of the car 
and running away, frightened of the way Helen seemed 
able to control her. She wanted, at the very least, to 
get her mother alone and beg her not to leave her alone 
with Helen.

But she couldn't explain why...not exactly. The woman 
hadn't done anything mean or nasty or threatening, but 
she just seemed so...so...dangerous, so...stern.

They walked into the house, and Susan made the 
obligatory compliments about the place. They had a 
couple of drinks, then without saying a word, Helen rose 
and took Susan by the hand. They both walked out of the 
living room and into the bedroom, closing the door.

Lannie blinked in shock, certain that Helen had wanted 
to be with her instead. She was relieved, terribly 
relieved. She felt like she could breath for the first 
time in an hour. And yet, she also felt a strange 
disappointment she could not understand.

"Susan and Helen have been friends a long time," Nicky 
said.

"Uhm, oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Susan's nice."

"Uh, yeah."

Nicky shifted over to sit beside her, eyes bright and 
friendly.

"Your name really Nicky?" Lannie asked.

"Nicole, but Nicky's sweeter."

"I guess."

Nicky slid a hand up over Lannie's forehead, brushing 
her bangs aside. Lannie jerked back in surprise.

"You're kind of sweaty," Nicky said.

"Well...well blame Helen," Lannie glared.

Nicky giggled, it was a strange, girlish laugh.

"She makes me sweaty all the time," she said, as if 
confiding a secret.

"I bet," Lannie said.

Nicky popped to her feet and then grabbed Lannie's hand, 
pulling her up after her.

"What...where are we going?" Lannie asked nervously.

"You're all dirty. You need a bath," Nicky said, 
dragging her to the bathroom.

"I don't...I mean...I'm not..."

"Don't be shy," Nicky smiled, closing the door behind 
her.

Lannie gulped nervously and looked around. The bathroom 
was lavishly appointed, and the largest she'd ever seen. 
It included a large square tub that had a wooden 
platform around it. There were several steps up, and 
each was lined with plants.

"This is some bathroom," she said.

"It's big, isn't it. It used to be another bedroom, but 
we didn't need another bedroom so Helen had it made into 
a big bathroom."

Nicky went to the wall and turned some levers. Water 
gushed into the big tub, which was, Lannie, saw, a 
whirlpool as well.

Nicky turned and smiled, then slowly unbuttoned the 
front of her shirt. She smiled seductively, licking her 
tongue across her lip in a teasing manner as she pulled 
the shirt open. She flung her arms back and arched her 
back, and the shirt slid over her shoulders and fell to 
the floor behind her.

She straightened, smiling again, undoing her bra and 
slipping it off. Her breasts were very large, larger 
than Lannie, who was a thirty-six-D. They weren't as 
firm as Lannie's though, and sagged down a little under 
their own weight.

Nicky stepped out of her cowboy boots, then slid her 
skirt off and finally removed her G-string. Lannie 
stared at her groin in surprise. Nicky had no pussy hair 
at all. Her cunt had been shaved totally bald. The 
little slit there was puffy and white and as exposed as 
a little girl's.

Naked, and still smiling, Nicky stepped up to Lannie, 
who hadn't moved, and kissed her lightly on the lips. 
Lannie eased back a little.

"Come on," Nicky smiled.

She dropped to her knees in front of Lannie, who looked 
down in surprise as the blonde girl gripped her left 
foot and lifted it. She kissed the boot, then trailed 
her tongue along the sides as she looked up at Lannie. 
Then she pulled the boot down and off.

Lannie swallowed in surprise as Nicky dropped onto all 
fours and licked along the side of her other boot. She 
just stared as the girl licked her boot, then lifted it 
and pulled it off.

Nicky slid her hands around Lannie's ankles, then 
stroked up and down up and down, always higher, raising 
herself up as she slid her hands above Lannie's knees, 
then up her thighs, applying gentle pressure to ease 
Lannie's legs apart.

She slid her hands up her thighs and under her skirt, 
then followed it with her head. Lannie felt her tongue 
sliding up and down against her inner thighs as Nicky's 
hands slid up and cupped her as cheeks through her 
panties.

She felt her tongue lick along the sides of her panties, 
tickling her flesh. Then felt her fingers eased the 
panties aside as Helen had done. She couldn't see what 
Nicky was doing, since her head was under her skirt, but 
she could sure feel it, as the blonde began to run her 
tongue up and down Lannie's slit.

She was already tingling with heat, and the girl was 
very attractive. Nicky was also so...so eager and 
so...friendly, that she felt sure it would hurt her 
feelings if she pushed her away. Still, Lannie was 
consumed by doubts and worries and fears and 
embarrassment. She'd never done anything like this with 
a virtual stranger before. She knew nothing about Nicky, 
not even her last name.

But her tongue felt so wonderful as it slid between her 
pussy lips that those worries and fears began to 
dissipate in the warm and growing heat that was 
spreading through her body.

She unbuttoned the top of her dress, then reached down 
and lifted the skirt, pulling the dress up over her 
shoulders and dropping it on the counter. Her eyes met 
Nicky's, alive with enthusiasm and happiness, and she 
smiled back tentatively.

She pulled her bra off, then stepped out of her panties 
as Nicky pulled them down.

Nicky slid her hands back up Lannie's legs though, 
pushing more forcefully to spread them apart. Lannie 
stood back, half leaning against the wall, legs wide as 
Nicky slid her tongue up and down her slit, then eased 
it inside.

Nicky's hands stroked Lannie's ass cheeks, then slid up 
her hips, circled her belly, and moved up onto her 
breasts. She squeezed them tightly, then worked her 
fingers into the soft flesh, mashing her breasts around 
in a slow, circular motion. Her tongue slid between 
Lannie's cunt lips and drove amazingly deep into her 
hole, flickering around like a snake inside her.

Lannie did nothing, just stood there absorbing the 
pleasure as it throbbed inside her. She let her head 
fall back against the wall, sighing softly as the blonde 
girl sucked expertly at her clitty and worked her 
breasts over with a hard, but professional massage that 
seemed to dig her fingers into every pore.

She arched her back, humping slowly out at the girl's 
tongue as it rasped across her clitty. Her eyes closed 
tightly and her mouth went slack as she groaned in 
appreciation, the heat and lust and desire building up 
inside her, settling a deep, sexual heat over her body.

Lannie groaned passionately, pushing her tits and pussy 
out against Nicky's hands and tongue. She began grinding 
her ass against the wall, then started helplessly 
humping into Nicky's face, her round ass cheeks slapping 
repeatedly against the plaster as she grunted and moaned 
and whimpered.

She came, her insides turning over, an explosive release 
of pleasure roaring through her like a tidal wave, 
blasting everything in its path. Her body shook and 
heaved, jerking and undulating in sexual delight as the 
orgasm washed through her.

And then she opened her eyes, panting for breath, and 
Nicky's smiling face was in front of her. Their arms 
slid around each other and they hugged, their full, 
meaty breasts crushed together, their soft skin rubbing 
and stroking as they held each other.


CHAPTER 7

Nicky's hands slid through Lannie's hair as their lips 
melded together. Lannie put her arms around the girl, 
caressing her soft ivory flesh. Nicky pushed her back. 
She mashed her lips up against Lannie with insatiable 
hunger, grinding her body into Lannie's, squeezing her 
breasts, and groaning and panting for breath.

Lannie was confused by this, but didn't pause to think 
about it much. She slid her hands onto Nicky's big 
breasts, mashing it up and down. The thick, gelatinous 
meat bulged upwards as she dug her fingers into it. She 
tore her lips off Nicky's, then bent and squeezed her 
left titty hard, making her big nipple stand out.

She pulled it into her mouth and sucked hard as she slid 
her tongue over the hard, fat nipple. At the same time, 
she dug her fingers into both breasts and kneaded them 
steadily.

She slid a hand down between the blonde's legs, cupping 
her bald pussy mound and squeezing it. She squeezed it 
repeatedly, rubbing her hand up and down against the 
downy soft flesh, amazed at how delightful it felt to 
the touch.

Nicky squeezed Lannie's breasts as well, then slid a 
hand down between her legs, planting a hard, bony little 
fist against Lannie's pussy mound. She ground herself 
against Lannie, grinding both their pussies on her fist, 
then slid a finger up into Lannie's pussy, and another 
up into her own, hooking them together.

Their bodies moved together as they groped and fondled 
each other. But then Nicky pulled away. She spun and 
bent over, pulling open one of the cupboard doors below 
the counter. She pulled out what Lannie first thought 
was a club.

Instead it turned out to be a gigantic dildo, shaped 
like a cock, only...there were cockheads on both sides, 
and the thing was about twenty inches long. She stared 
at it in surprise, then watched, fascinated, as Nicky 
raised one of her legs and put her foot on the edge of 
the counter.

Nicky grinned teasingly as she rubbed one end against 
her slit, then slowly worked it up into her crack. She 
groaned and whined in pleasure as she fed more and more 
of the shining rubber cock up into her pussy.

Then she pulled her foot off the counter and moved 
against Lannie again. Lannie saw her bend the thick 
dildo so the other cockhead was pointing upwards, 
upwards towards her own slit. She gasped in pleasure as 
she realized what Nicky's intentions were. She reached 
down and took the rubber cock, folding her fingers 
around it, then pressed the cockhead against her own 
moist pussy.

She felt the tension in the rubber cock, as it tried to 
straighten out. She and Nicky both gripped the thick 
rubber and tried to get their cunts to swallow as much 
as possible.

They panted and groaned and whined as their pussies got 
closer and closer together. The closer they got, the 
more they had to bend the thick rubber, and the more 
tension there was in the long, fat thing. They both felt 
the heads way up in their bellies pressing hard against 
the back of their cunt tubes as it tried to straighten 
out.

Their bellies were pressed firmly together at last, the 
dildo all but buried in their pussies. Only an inch or 
two, like a half donut, stuck out between their tight 
pussy lips as they ground themselves together.

Their tongues slid together wetly. Nicky stuck her 
tongue out as far as it would go, and Lannie slid her 
own tongue up, licking across it. She sucked on Nicky's 
tongue and caressed the bottom with her own tongue. Then 
Nicky pulled her mouth free to clamp her lips against 
the nape of Lannie's neck.

They sank slowly down to their knees, breasts and groins 
still rubbing together as they kissed. Nicky pulled her 
ass back, letting the rubber cock slide out. She turned 
around and bent over, then looked around at Lannie.

"Turn around," she panted.

Lannie turned and Nicky reached back between her own 
legs and gripped the dildo dangling out from her pussy. 
She fed it into her own pussy again, then the two of 
them backed up.

They started gasping and groaning as their asses got 
closer together. By the time their rounded buttocks were 
touching the dildos were high in their bellies, pressing 
against their cervixes. They humped slowly against each 
other, trying to work their dildos deeper.

Then the last inches of rubber prick slid through their 
cunt lips and their asses mashed together as their pussy 
lips touched.

Lannie felt the girl's bald pussy lips rubbing against 
her own and groaned in delight. They ground their asses 
and pussies together for long seconds, then slowly began 
to hump against each other once more.

Nicky, who had obviously had some experience at this, 
adjusted their timing, then reached her arms straight 
back along her sides, her fingers reaching for Lannie's. 
Lannie took her hands, and the two teenagers gasped and 
groaned as they rocked and humped in wild, exultant 
carnal pleasure.

The bathroom door opened suddenly, and Helen and Susan 
stood in the doorway.

"Children playing with toys," Helen sighed, shaking her 
head.

"They seem to be enjoying themselves," Susan smiled, 
watching the two grunt and groan and yelp in heat and 
passion.

Helen stepped forward, then slid to her knees in front 
of Lannie. She stroked her hair, then tangled it around 
her hand and pulled her head up and back. Lannie gasped 
in pain, but with Nicky's hands clamped tightly around 
her own, could do nothing to resist.

She found herself staring into Helen's cunt, which was 
as bald and bare as Nicky's.

"Lick me, little toy," Helen smiled.

Susan watched as her daughter began to lick at Helen's 
bald slit. Then she moved around and knelt in front of 
Nicky. Nicky didn't need to be told to raise her head 
and start licking.

The air was filled with the sound of wet slurping 
tongues and softly slapping asses, groans and sighs and 
gasps of pleasure.

Helen ran her hands through Lannie's long hair, then 
slid one hand down below her jerking, humping body to 
squeeze her breast. "Suck. That's it, baby, suuuuuuck. 
Yeeesssss," she groaned. "Lick my pussy."

She pulled Lannie's face into her snatch and ground 
herself against her, eyes drawn to the girls' round ass 
cheeks slapping together, and the barely sighed black 
dildo joining their twats.

She leaned over then and slapped Nicky's ass, making the 
blonde yelp in pain.

"I thought I got rid of all your dildos, you little 
slut," she said. She raised her eyes to Susan and shook 
her head, scowling. "You're right, you know. It's hard 
to work them out of the habit of wanting their pussy 
pumped.

"Oh, let her," Susan sighed. "It doesn't hurt."

"I'll make it hurt," Helen muttered. "I don't want the 
little bitch developing a taste for cock, even if it is 
rubber."

Nevertheless, she did nothing to stop the two girls 
slapping and grinding their asses together. She watched 
and stroked Lannie's hair, grinding her snatch into her 
face as she let the girl lick her off.

Lannie came, moaning and grunting and gasping for breath 
as the pleasure coursed through her veins. Shortly after 
that Nicky came, whimpering and groaning. Lannie came 
again, then Susan, and finally Helen came. Helen nearly 
tore Lannie's head off as she humped and jerked and 
rutted against her, clamping down on her head to keep 
her face pinned to her twat.

The two older women left then, though not before Helen 
tore the big dildo out of Nicky's twat and made off with 
it.

Nicky and Lannie slid into the hot, bubbling water of 
the tub at last, and sat back together to relax.

"Why doesn't Helen want you to have a dildo?" Lannie 
asked.

"Oh, she says women don't need things like that. She 
says that the inside of your pussy doesn't really have 
many...uhm, senses? She says that all you need to feel 
pleasure is to get your clitty taken care of, and that 
getting something up inside you is just a psychological 
need carried over from exploitive heterosexual media."

"What?"

"Basically, if you're lesbian you aren't supposed to 
want anything up inside you."

"Well, I don't see why that should be. I like having 
something big up in my belly."

"Me too," Nicky whispered. "But I just know Helen is 
going to spank me later."

"Spank you?"

"For having the dildo."

"You...uhm, she spanks you?"

"Oh, it's not so bad. Sometimes it's very sexy."

"I wouldn't like getting spanked. I mean, nobody's 
spanked me in a long time but I'm sure it hurts."

"Oh, it stings all right. But after a while it just 
feels real real hot, then it's not so bad. It's getting 
through the first part that's hard."

"When did you meet Helen?"

"Oh, she used to be my gym teacher. She's so strong! You 
should see her lift weights."

"She seems...scary."

"Oh, she's not. She's nice. She's just a little, uhm, 
bossy. But that's okay. I don't mind. I don't have to 
worry about anything, cause Helen takes care of 
everything."

"But you...both of you sleep with other women."

"I don't mind. Especially when we do it together, like 
now. Sometimes she lends me out, though. I wish she 
wouldn't do that."

"Lends you?"

"You know, she lets one of her friends have sex with me. 
Sometimes I even have to go and stay with them for the 
night. Once she even loaned me to one of her friends for 
a week while she went to Europe."

"I don't..."

"Here," Nicky said, pulling Lannie over. "Move over here 
like this. Now raise your knees and spread your legs."

"Oohhhhh!"

"Nice, eh?" Nicky laughed.

A jet of hot water was blowing right against Lannie's 
pussy, the bubbles tickling her clitty as the water 
boiled and churned.

"Sometimes I sit in here for hours letting it make me 
cum again and again."

"I wish we had one of these at home," Lannie said.

"If you have a vibrator it's just about as good, and 
your skin doesn't get all wrinkled. Helen won't let me 
have a vibrator either, though."

"OOooowww, that feels gooood."

"Stand up," Nicky said, getting up herself.

Water showered down into the water as she stood over 
Lannie and pulled her to her feet. They kissed, and 
Lannie slid a hand between Nicky's thighs, rubbing her 
soft pussy.

Then Nicky had her sit on the edge of the tub and spread 
her legs. Lannie thought she was going to lick her at 
first, but her body was still soapy. Nicky didn't bend 
over, though. Instead, she lifted Lannie's left leg up 
and out, pushing it way back. Lannie had to grip the 
side of the tub to hold her balance as Nicky slid her 
own leg under Lannie's, then slid her pussy in.

Their cunts rubbed together, hot and wet, and they 
awkwardly ground their pelvises.

"This feels better if you have no pussy hair," Nicky 
panted.

"Yeah?"

"Want to shave it off?"

"I don't knooooow," Lannie sighed.

"It's much easier to lick you when your pussy is bald."

She pulled away and jumped out of the tub, then went to 
the counter as Lannie turned around, still sitting on 
the edge of the tub.

Nicky got a canister of foam and a shaver, then hurried 
back, getting to her knees in front of Lannie.

"I don't know, Nicky. Isn't it itchy?" Lannie asked.

"A little, but not if you keep it really well shaved. 
It's worth it, though. Wait till you see."

She sprayed foam over Lannie's crotch as Lannie drew her 
knees back. Then she began to carefully shave up and 
down along the sides of her slit. She shaved off every 
last bit of hair, then washed away the foam and smiled 
at Lannie as she cupped her pussy.

Lannie slid her own hand down between her legs and 
rubbed it. Nicky went and got a mirror as Lannie stared 
down at her bald little slit. Nicky came back and held a 
mirror to her slit and Lannie shook her head anxiously.

"Oh god. It looks so naked!"

"Feels naked too," Nicky giggled, sliding her hand over 
Lannie's bald, puffy, red cunt mound.

She bent and began to run her tongue over the tight 
little cleft, and Lannie sat back and watched, amazed at 
the greater sensation now that all her pussy hair was 
gone. Nicky's tongue lapped all over her puffy cunt pad 
and then slithered into her slit.

She straightened and gripped Lannie's leg, then twisted 
her around sideways and lifted her leg high. She slid 
her own puffy puss in against Lannie's and began to rub 
and grind them together.

"Ooooohhh," Lannie shuddered.

"Isn't it great?" Nicky panted, humping and grinding and 
rubbing in delight.

Nicky's pussy was unbelievably soft against her own 
shaved pussy pad, and it felt delicious as they rubbed 
and ground together. Nicky shoved Lannie's leg up 
higher, stretching it painfully, but was able to lean 
forward and press her lips against Lannie's.

Their tongues slid together as their hands groped and 
fondled each other's breasts. Nicky ground her pussy 
with a steady, expert movement, sliding their soft, 
downy pussy pads back and forth until their crotches 
were wet with each other's cunt milk.

Lannie felt herself approaching another cum, and ground 
back hard, panting for breath as her overloaded sensory 
system rippled with pleasure. She gripped Nicky's ass 
and jerked her in, mashing their cunts harder together.

Nicky was breathing hard, too, but she stopped suddenly, 
and reached down between her legs. She gripped her pussy 
lips and slowly pulled them open, groaning as she 
stretched the tight opening and revealed her glistening 
pink meat. Lannie quickly reached down to her own cunt 
and peeled her pussy open, then the two girls pressed 
their hot, pink flesh together hard and ground furiously 
against each other.

Lannie came first, within seconds, the pressure building 
up rapidly inside her skull and blasting out in a 
frothing explosion of sexual exultation. She grunted 
repeatedly, unable to think or breath, her body 
quivering with the release of powerful orgasmic energy.

Nicky started squealing and whining as she too climaxed, 
and their cunts soaked each other as their pussies 
spasmed and squeezed and spurted juice against each 
other.

Wearily, the two slipped back into the warm water, 
groaning in satisfaction.

She got dressed afterwards, but Nicole didn't bother. 
They went out into the living room, where both Susan and 
Helen were all dressed and having drinks.

"Well, I see you two have finished your little games," 
Helen said.

"We had fun," Nicole said brightly.

"And without any dildos, too. Fancy that," Helen said.

Nicole shrugged and looked down at her feet.

"Come here, Nicole," she said.

Lannie went over and sat next to her mother as Nicky 
went over to Helen.

"Turn around and bend over."

Nicole gulped, then obeyed.

Helen reached down beside her and produced the big 
double headed dildo the two girls had used together. She 
prodded Nicky's pussy with one end, slowly screwing and 
pumping the dildo deep into her pussy as the other two 
looked on. Nicky began to groan an gasp in pain as Helen 
kept trying to shove more and more of the thing into her 
slit.

Finally, Helen seemed satisfied that she had the thing 
as deep inside the younger blonde as it was going to 
get. She bent the thing in two and shoved the other head 
against Nicole's asshole. Nicole moaned weakly, but 
didn't resist or try to move away.

Helen forced the thick cockhead through Nicole's 
sphincter and jabbed it forward, forcing it deeper.

"You better hope she doesn't learn to like that, Helen," 
Susan smiled. "I fucked this one in the asshole earlier 
and she came like a real little whore." Lannie turned 
and glared at her in embarrassment.

"I bet you couldn't keep your hands off her clitty while 
you were doing it," Helen snorted, twisting the dildo 
deeper.

"True," Susan admitted.

Helen shoved the thing deep, until there was only a 
small tightly bent portion of dildo running from Nicky's 
asshole to her pussy.

"Straighten up," she said, slapping the girl on the ass.

Nicole straightened, gasping and holding her belly as 
the dildos shifted inside her. Helen stood up too, and 
put her right hand down under Nicole's buttocks, then 
slid her left down under her pussy. She linked her 
fingers together under the girl's crotch and jerked up 
harshly.

Nicole yelped, then groaned as Helen did it again. Helen 
jerked up a final time, actually lifting the little 
blonde off her feet briefly. Nicole's mouth was wide an 
she was trembling weakly and whimpering, as Helen pulled 
her hands away.

The giant dildo was buried inside Nicky now, all twenty 
inches of it. The only sign remaining outside her was a 
tiny curved bar of rubber that stuck out between her 
pussy crack and asshole.

Helen reached down to the table an picked up a pair of 
leather shorts, which she had Nicky step into, then she 
pulled them up her legs. She had to stand behind the 
girl and jerk up hard several times to get the leather 
shorts up around her hips.

She fastened them together and belted them in place. 
Lannie had never seen anyone wearing shorts or pants so 
tight. It would be a wonder if Nicole would even be able 
to sit down in them. She could clearly see the outline 
of the dildo, as well as Nicole's pussy lips.

"You'll wear that for the next couple of days," Helen 
said. "If you like having your pussy full of rubber 
cock, you should enjoy it."

Susan got up to leave then, and Lannie hurriedly joined 
her. Helen said a gracious goodbye, and even Nicole 
waved goodbye, a strained smile on her lips. She gasped 
and winced every time she moved, though.

"So how did you like your first gay bar?" Susan asked as 
they drove home.

"It was okay. It's a little weird dancing with only 
women around."

"And how was Nicole?"

"Pretty good," Lannie smiled. "Not quite as good as you, 
though. I'd like to get one of those big double dildos, 
though and try it out with you."

"I don't really like dildos, Lannie. If you want to take 
one up your pussy, that's fine, but I'd just as soon 
not."

"How was Helen?" Lannie asked.

"Fine."

"That's not very communicative."

"I wasn't trying to be communicative."

"Does she have, like, a collection of whips and chains 
in her bedroom."

"No," Susan laughed. "I don't think she'd want to mark 
up her lovers like that."

"She seemed a little...I don't know..."

"She's okay. She's...very confident of herself. She 
knows what she wants and she is kind of insistent."

"Nicky acts like she's her slave or something."

"Well, maybe she is, in a way. Nicky, you have to 
understand, is a very weak willed person. Whoever she 
was in a relationship with would call all the shots 
anyway."

"If she wants a dildo why shouldn't she have one?"

"Well, she's got one now, doesn't she?" Susan grinned.

"Is she really going to have to keep that thing inside 
her for two days?"

"Probably not. Helen will let her beg for a few hours I 
suspect, then, maybe after Nicky has eaten her out half 
a dozen times she'll have mercy and let her take them 
out."

"Does she go to school? I mean, would Helen send Nicky 
to school like that?"

"Don't be silly."

"Well, I mean, if she wore a skirt over it nobody would 
notice."

"Nicky doesn't go to school."

"Oh. Why do I have to go then?"

"If your ambition in life is to become someone's sex toy 
then I guess you don't. If you ever want a job then you 
have to go."

"It wouldn't be so bad being a sex toy," Lannie grinned.

"So long as you didn't mind someone bossing you around 
all the time."

"Like you?"

"Yup, like me. But she'd still be bossing you around 
when you were thirty. I doubt you'd like that much."

"No. I wouldn't mind being a...sex toy for a little 
while, though."

"Well, don't worry, dear, you're my sex toy."

"Funny."


CHAPTER 8

The next day Lannie was surprised when she got home to 
find Nicky waiting for her.

"Hi," Nicky said.

"Hi. What are you doing here?"

"I figured, since your cousin and Helen both work you'd 
be bored like I am and maybe we could, uhm, play 
together."

"Sure, come on up."

They went up to the apartment, where Nicky almost 
casually stripped naked in the living room as she looked 
around the apartment.

"This is a nice place," she said.

"It has a nice view, anyway."

"Do you have any dildos?"

"I think so, yeah," Lannie smiled. She went to her room, 
then slipped off her own clothes and got the strap on 
dildo. She put it on herself and walked back into the 
living room. Nicole squealed in pleasure when she saw 
it.

"Oh goody!" she cried. "I love those kinds."

She turned and dropped to all fours and Lannie adjusted 
the thing around her hips as she knelt behind her. She'd 
never used the dildo from this side before, and her 
pussy was humming with anticipation as she looked down 
at Nicky's smooth, white ass and the sharp little slit 
underneath.

"I thought Helen was going to make you wear that double 
dildo and the leather shorts for two days."

"Oh, well, she let me take it out. I had to pee, for one 
thing."

"Do you like being a sex toy, Nicky?" Lannie asked as 
she rubbed the head of the dildo up and down the girl's 
slit.

"Kinda. Ooooh. I like that," she sighed.

"Where's your parents?"

"They threw me out," she sighed.

"Because you're a lesbian?"

"Well, kinda. I think if I broke it to them better maybe 
they wouldn't have been so upset. Put it in meeee."

Lannie eased forward, pressing the dildo against her 
crack and slowly forcing it open.

"How did you tell them?" she asked curiously.

"I...I didn't...ahhhhh. They... caught me and... my 
girlfriend... on the couch...uhmmmmmmm."

"God. You were making out on the couch?"

"We were naked and eating each other."

"That must have been embarrassing."

"I'll say. My father nearly had a heart attack. Harder. 
Push it in real hard, Lannie!"

Lannie thrust forward and Nicole moaned in pleasure as 
the big dildo slid into her. Soon Lannie was fucking 
steadily as Nicky humped back. Instead of being on all 
fours Nicky had dropped her chest down onto the rug and 
was grinding her fat breasts against the floor, rolling 
them beneath her weight like bread dough as she gurgled 
in pleasure.

She came within minutes, and soon afterwards Lannie did 
too.

"I'm surprised you aren't fucking boys since you like 
this so much," Lannie said.

"Want to know a secret?"

"Sure."

"Promise not to tell."

"Okay."

"I do fuck boys, lots."

"If you like boys then..."

"I like Helen too. I like boys and girls. But I live 
with Helen, see, so I have to do what she says and I 
have to pretend I don't like boys. If she caught me with 
a boy she'd kill me."

"Where do you meet boys if you live with Helen and don't 
go to school?"

"You can always meet boys, Lannie," Nicky laughed. She 
looked around carefully, then turned back to 
Lannie."Want to know another secret?"

Lannie nodded.

"Every Friday afternoon I go to this guy's basement and 
him and a bunch of other guys fuck me."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. You can come too. I'm going tomorrow. There's 
always lots of guys to go around."

"Who are these guys?"

"I dunno. Who cares?"

"They all fuck you at the same time?"

"No. Usually one at a time. Sometimes if there's a lot 
they'll do it two or even three at a time. One time they 
did it five at a time."

"How did they do it five at a time?"

"One up the ass. One up the pussy. One in my mouth, one 
in my hand, and one in my titties."

"Oh."

"With two of us there they probably wouldn't need to do 
it five at a time."

"Uhm, I guess."

They fucked and sucked for another couple of hours, then 
Nicole had to be getting home. Lannie spent all evening, 
and a long, sleepless night trying to decide whether to 
go with the blonde girl tomorrow afternoon or not.

The idea of fucking a lot of guys was sure attractive, 
especially if they didn't know her and wouldn't be able 
to tell anyone about it. According to Nicole, the guy 
was in college, and most of his friends were also from 
college. Lannie figured it wasn't likely any of them 
would know her.

The idea was incredibly exciting, and incredibly scary. 
She'd have to show her naked body to maybe a dozen guys, 
if what Nicky said was right. On the other hand, her 
mother claimed one of the biggest problems with guys was 
that they didn't last long enough. Surely if she had, 
maybe five guys fucking her in a row that would be 
plenty long enough for her to cum.

She couldn't ask her mom, of course, so she pondered the 
decision for herself. In the morning she called Nicole 
and told her she would go. Nicole gave her the address 
and said she'd meet her there.

Lannie skipped school and stayed home. She paced a lot, 
with butterflies in her belly, and tried to decide what 
to wear. She finally decided against wearing anything 
like sexy lingerie, since it might get torn. She wore a 
simply jockey style halter and string bikini shorts, and 
over them a short denim dress that zipped all the way up 
the middle from neck to hem.

She also wore her cowboy boots, wanting a kind of cocky 
look. She went to the address Nicole had given her, but 
didn't see any sign of the girl. She looked at the 
place, wondering if the ditzy blonde had gone in ahead.

She went around the back, and saw a stairwell leading 
down to the basement. She was anxious, worried, and even 
maybe a little frightened, but she would be tremendously 
disappointed if after all this effort she went to sleep 
tonight still a virgin.

Okay, so her mother had ripped her cherry with a dildo. 
Technically she was still a virgin, since she'd never 
had a real cock inside her.

She went down the stairs and stopped at the door, then 
put her face against it, trying to see inside. The door 
opened suddenly and she staggered back in surprise as a 
tall man stuck his head out.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Uhm, uhm, I was...uhm...looking for Nicky."

"You a friend of Nicky's?" he asked, looking her up and 
down.

"Uhm, yeah."

"Come on in," he said, pushing the door wide.

Lannie licked her lips worriedly, but then braced 
herself and passed by, going into the basement. She 
found herself in a small enclosed area, a washer and 
dryer on one side and a bunch of hooks with clothes 
hanging from them on the other.

The man led her around the corner, and along set of 
stairs that led up to the first floor. Then around the 
stairs to the main area of the basement.

It was a finished basement, with a carpet on the floor. 
There was a TV in one corner and a pool table that 
occupied much of the floor. A long low black leather 
couch ran along one wall, and there were several stuffed 
chairs scattered along the walls.

Three guys were sitting on the couch, and four others 
were gathered around the pool table with sticks in their 
hands. Four others were watching TV, and a couple of 
others were playing cards in the corner, near a small 
table.

All of them turned and looked at her as she came 
forward. She halted, her heart pounding and her pulse 
racing as she looked around. Her face flushed and turned 
read and she licked her lips worriedly.

"Uhm...where's Nicky?" she gulped, her voice high and 
cracking.

"She hasn't shown up yet," the guy behind her said, 
draping his arm across her shoulder. "My name's Mike."

"H...hi," she breathed.

"What's your name?"

"Uhm, uhm, Lannie," she said.

"Lannie. That's a nice name. Isn't it, guys?" Mike said, 
stroking her shoulder.

"Yeah," several guys said. A couple of them came forward 
and stood a few feet in front of Lannie as she looked 
around nervously.

"How long have you known Nicky?" Mike asked.

"Um, not long."

"You know why she comes here on Fridays?"

"Uhmmm... I'm not sure," she gulped.

"Why did she tell you to come here?"

"I-I was... supposed to meet... her."

"Why?"

"Uhmm...she...I-I'm not sure," she stuttered, unable to 
admit out loud that she'd come to get fucked.

"Nicky's a real friendly girl," one of the guys said. 
"Are you a friendly girl, Lannie?"

"I'm...uhm, I-I guess," she squeaked.

He stepped forward, a big guy with broad shoulders and 
short blonde hair. "How about giving me a kiss then?" he 
grinned.

He leaned in and put his hands on Lannie's shoulders, 
then kissed her. She kissed back hesitantly.

He pulled back, his eyes flicking down her body. Then he 
reached out and gripped the zipper. More guys had come 
up then, and Lannie looked around desperately to see 
herself surrounded by them.

The guy slowly, slowly eased the zipper down. Lannie's 
hands flittered and jerked as she fought the natural 
instinct to stop him. The zipper went down to her belly, 
then down further, revealing her panties.

Then it reached the bottom and the dress was open all 
the way. Someone behind her reached around and pulled 
the dress back and off, leaving her in the panties and 
halter. The guys licked their lips as a red faced Lannie 
half cowered back.

"Let's get these off. They must be real uncomfortable," 
Mike said from behind her.

She felt his hands grip the bottom of her halter, then 
pull it upwards. She let her arms raise as he pulled it 
upwards. She heard a whoop and several appreciative 
comments as her breasts were bared. She was temporarily 
blinded by the halter, and didn't even see who gripped 
her panties and tugged them down.

Then the panties and halter were gone and she was 
standing there in her cowboy boots naked, a dozen or 
more hungry, staring guys surrounding her. Her face was 
beet red and she was trembling fearfully. She looked 
around her at the rows of glittering eyes and licking 
tongues, almost dazed at the enormity of what was 
happening.

"Nice body."

"Nice tits."

"Nicky's got bigger ones."

"These are better."

"Lookit her slit."

"Shaved just like Nicky."

"Another slut."

"Nice ass."

"Who goes first?"

"Let's fuck this whore!"

"I want to suck those titties."

"Nice little nipples."

The comments came from all around her as she stood 
still, trembling and uncertain.

"Now don't scare the little lady on her first visit," 
Mike said, sliding his hand around her waist. He pulled 
her back and led her across the room to the leather 
couch. Everyone followed, and a couple skipped ahead, 
going to the couch.

They pulled it outwards, and the back of the couch 
folded down, turning the couch into a low leather bed.

She felt a little push, and Lannie sprawled forward on 
the bed, then hurriedly turned around. A wall of sweaty, 
eager faces confronted her. Then one guy stepped 
forward, short, but stocky, with a crewcut. He dropped 
his pants and knelt on the bed.

He slid forward atop her without introducing himself, 
pushing her back on the bed. His naked flesh pressed 
against her as his hands slid over her body in eager 
exploration. He kissed her hard and excitedly as his 
hands groped and squeezed her breasts tightly.

His hard organ was squeezed between her abdomen and his, 
but not for long, as he reached down and took it in his 
hands. He nudged her legs further open, then pressed the 
head of his cock...his real cock...against her tight, 
virgin hole.

He pressed down hard, boring through her tight cunt 
opening and forcing the hard prick deep into her pussy 
with one shove. Lannie groaned and spread her legs more 
to ease the tightness in her slit. The guys murmured in 
appreciation at this sign of submission.

The stocky guys' cock drove into her to the balls and 
Lannie lay back and spread her arms and legs, 
submissively letting him have his way with her. He 
sucked on her right nipple as he began to hump into her. 
His cock pumped back and forth in her opening as she 
looked around at the crowd of watchers, still scared, 
still embarrassed, and still too anxious to really enjoy 
her first ever cock.

The guy didn't seem to particularly care what she did. 
He humped steadily, his hips rolling back and forth 
against her thighs as his weight crushed her down into 
the sofa bed. His hands squeezed her breasts as his 
teeth gnawed at her throat.

His heavy body never left her as he fucked steadily and 
casually down into her tight hole. He used the springs 
to good advantage, fucking with a slow short stroke. 
Before long he picked up the pace, grinding faster and 
faster as he gripped her hair and jerked her face up so 
he could crush his lips down on hers.

She didn't even know when he'd cum except that he 
groaned and then slowed down. After a few moments he got 
off and the next guy got onto the bed. He too knelt 
between her splayed legs and fitted his cock against her 
bare little slit, then shoved his cock deep.

This one, taller and more slender, fucked with more 
energy. His ass rose and fell as he fucked his cock into 
her with deep, powerful strokes.

The first few guys were like a blur to Lannie, because 
she was too dazed, and too stunned and embarrassed to 
pay much attention to them.

But then as the embarrassment wore off and the shock and 
anxiety with it, and the fucking started to become 
almost routine, she started to try and get into things, 
to enjoy herself. She thought of how slutty and nasty 
this was, and told herself, with considerable wonder, 
that she was being gang banged.

She was being gang banged!

She looked around at the faces and felt the first hot 
flash of lust since she'd entered the basement. All 
these guys...guys...staring at her, watching her being 
fucked, waiting their turns.

She paid more attention now on the guy fucking her. He 
was bouncing painfully atop her, but his cock was 
rutting in and out of her pussy with little contact with 
her clitty. She shifted her body a little downwards and 
felt his cock beginning to saw across her clit.

She raised her legs at last, raised her knees anyway, 
and put her hands up on his shoulders. She began to push 
back at him, began to grind her hips to maximize the 
contact between his pumping shaft and her clitty.

Her body began to heat up, starting with the bubbling 
cauldron between her legs. The warmth spread to her 
every nerve and muscle and burned along her spine as the 
guy continued to rut into her.

Then he finished and shuffled off. For a long moment she 
was naked, legs spread wide, all those guys staring at 
her. Her lust blasted upwards. Then a guy climbed atop 
and settled between her knees. He slid his cock into her 
and started fucking.

She fucked back at once, her arms going around him, her 
hands sliding down onto his ass and jerking him harder 
against her as she drew her knees back and rocked in 
time to his strokes.

His cock rasped across her clitty and she felt waves of 
pleasure surging through her blood and bones. She 
grunted and groaned, mewling in pleasure as her body 
began to flare with the prelude to a sexual explosion.

Then she came, grunting and moaning and whining as he 
rocked back and forth under the guy's steady fucking 
stroke. She trembled, and clung to him as he drove his 
cock deep into her belly.

She went limp for a minute as the guy finished, then 
another guy got on her. He lifted her legs up and shoved 
her knees back against her chest, holding them there 
with one hand as he pushed the nose of his cock against 
her hole.

He shoved it in, then pressed her legs back further, 
using his own weight to fold her in two beneath him. His 
hands came down on either side of her head as he began 
to thrust with the hardest stroke she'd yet felt, his 
big cock pistoning inside her fuck channel as he drove 
it into her with savage excitement.

She began to heat up again, groaning in bliss as he rode 
her pussy. His hips smashed down painfully hard against 
her upturned buttocks, but she didn't care. All she 
cared about was the cock churning up her belly.

He finished and she felt some disappointment, but then 
the next guy came forward. He turned her onto her belly 
and his hands slid under her and raised her ass in the 
air. She knelt there on all fours as the guy knelt 
behind her and then sent his steely cock deep into her 
belly.

He pounded his cock into her, making her body jerk back 
and forth in front of him. Her breasts swung violently 
as the other men watched and she groaned and sighed in 
delight. The more time that passed the less embarrassed 
she was, and the hotter and less inhibited she got.

Another guy got on the bed in front of her, hard cock 
pointed at her face. He pressed it against her mouth and 
she eased her lips open slowly, letting him force his 
cock into her mouth, where her waiting tongue began to 
lick eagerly.

She licked and sucked on his cock, working her lips up 
and down its length, then felt his hand go behind her 
head a second before he started fucking her face. She 
had an inkling what was coming, considering that it was 
Nicky they were used to, and braced herself like her 
mother had said.

His cock punched through and down her throat. She fought 
hard to keep from panicking and throwing up. Her mother 
had warned her that it was really a psychological 
problem more than anything else.

There were some cheers from the guys watching as they 
saw her lips slide right down to the base of the guy's 
cock. Lannie hardly heard them. She was concentrating on 
the very strange and new sensation of having her throat 
completely and totally blocked, top to bottom.

It didn't hurt, exactly, though it didn't feel 
especially good either. It made her want to grab her 
throat and cough hard.

The guy fucked her face slowly, at least, so it wasn't 
too bad. The guy behind was fucking much harder, and she 
was jerking and shaking on the bed as he rammed his hips 
into her buttocks.

Then he came and slowed his strokes. He pulled back, and 
she felt a new weight on the bed. She paid it little 
heed, concentrating on the cock in her throat, and on 
the air that was starting to run out.

She felt the guy's cock slide into her pussy and start 
pumping. The guy in front pulled his cock straight up 
her throat and it popped free into her mouth. He pulled 
it free of her mouth as she panted for breath and drew 
in great lungfuls of air.

He rubbed the wet cock over her face as she got her 
breath back, then impatiently pressed it against her 
mouth again and shoved it back down her throat.

Meanwhile the guy behind slowed his strokes and pulled 
his cock out. Lannie thought for a moment that he had 
finished, but then he pressed his cock against her 
asshole instead. No, it was his finger. His finger 
probed against her asshole, then slid inside.

He fucked his finger in her asshole several times, and 
she felt something very slippery on it. It slid out, and 
then she felt something much thicker pressing against 
the little round hole.

She couldn't do or say anything, though, since her 
throat was full of cock.

The guy worked his slippery prick down deep into her 
anus and she felt a shocked wave of pleasure at the 
realization that he was sodomizing her...right here...in 
front of all these guys. She was being fucked in the ass 
while a crowd of men watched.

Within seconds she came again, his hips pounding heavily 
against her buttocks as she jerked and shook and 
trembled through a silent orgasm.

The guy fucking her throat drew his prick back up so the 
head was in her mouth, then blew his cork as she sucked 
on it. She drank down his sperm instinctively, still 
mind blasted from her cum.

She felt herself turned onto her side, then someone 
grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Another cock 
was pushed into her mouth as she felt something at her 
pussy. A cock slid into her cunt and then it and the one 
in her asshole fucked steadily in tandem, one sliding in 
as the other slid out.

Her leg was raised high into the air and held there by 
strong hands as her crotch holes were fully used. She 
sucked as best she could at the cock pumping in her 
throat, but mostly all she did was lie there as the male 
meat slid up and down in her throat.

She wondered if she would be fucked by five guys at once 
like Nicky had described. Sure enough, she felt hands 
squeezing her tits together around a cock. She couldn't 
see it since her head was pulled back, but she felt the 
cock sliding between her tits as hands mashed them down 
hard around it.

The guys were all saying things, yelling and laughing 
and joking to each other as they watched her getting 
pumped, but she didn't listen and hardly heard.

Cock after cock pushed into her, one following the other 
so fast she couldn't keep track.

They dragged her out of the bed then, and held her 
upside down. A guy slid under her, laying on his back on 
the floor, and tilting her head back. They lowered her 
so her lips slid right down his cock to the base.

Then cocks slid into her pussy and down her asshole as 
guys pressed forward on either side. Another guy knelt 
in front of her and fucked her tits as the other guy 
there spread his legs wide to give him room, still 
fucking down into her pussy without pause.

She felt her arms lifted up and out to either side, and 
cocks were placed in her hands. She squeezed them 
uncertainly for a moment, then began to jerk them off. 
She was, she thought dazedly, being fucked by six guys 
at once, not five.

Then she came, shaking and writhing and jerking in their 
grasp as the ecstasy rushed over her. Nothing, she 
thought, with one of her last clear thoughts, could be 
as good as this. Sucking pussy was great, certainly, and 
getting her pussy sucked was even better. But 
this...this was what she was made for, what her body was 
designed for.

She came again, thrashing wildly, her body convulsing 
under the massive, crackling sexual electricity that 
rode up and down her body.

Cocks spilled their juice inside her, then more cocks 
thrust into her. They came, and more cocks replaced 
them. She came and came, falling unconscious through 
exhaustion several times, only to wake to cocks, cocks 
fucking her tits, cocks fucking her pussy, cocks 
pounding up her asshole.

She didn't know how many guys there were, or how many 
times they fucked her, all she knew was pleasure, and 
deep, soul stirring satisfaction.

Her legs were wide, cocks pounding inside her. She 
groaned and came again.

On the other side of a wall, peering through one way 
glass, three women stood watching.

"Too bad," Helen sighed. "Such a pretty one too."

"Cock hungry slut," Susan glared.

"She sure does like it," Nicky said.

They watched the girl's back arch violently, jerking and 
shaking as a guy fucked her furiously. Her head was 
pulled back and a cock was down her throat.

"Give it up, Susan," Helen said. "She's already taken... 
by a rough count maybe fifty cocks and she's still 
acting like a bitch in heat."

Susan nodded disappointedly. She watched her daughter 
pushed onto her side yet again, watched two guys kneel 
between her legs and thrust their cocks into her gaping 
pussy and asshole, then begin fucking with savage 
strokes.

"Let's go to the bar and have a few drinks," Helen said.

Susan nodded. She took a last look through the little 
window, then followed the other two out of the room.

On the other side, the glass that was a mirror here, 
reflected a lewd, carnal scene as the brunette was 
fucked and sodomized again and again. Her cries of 
pleasure grew weaker and weaker as more cocks pushed in 
against her, but they didn't stop until she lost 
consciousness entirely.

END
1994

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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