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A Story for Carin
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)
***
Carin was 19 and really didn't understand her
sexuality... that was until she became very close
friends with two older women in her neighborhood. She
quickly learned all about her sexuality from Sarah and
Dawn and that was only the beginning. (FFM, nc, 1st, bi,
oral, mc, orgy)
***
Author Note: This story is a request from Carin. For
many years she was not happy with what she was or who
she was, but today Carin wants the world to know she is
very content with the young woman she has become.
***
Chapter One
Carin was a beautiful young woman who was puzzled by her
inner feelings. She was 19 and desperately wanted to
understand her most intimate emotions. All through her
teenage years, Carin faithfully followed the
conventional methods set down by society and her
parents, but she found something uncomfortable about
being a typical teenager. Following graduation and
entering the workforce, she decided once and for all to
discover her path in life.
Although Carin wasn't fond of using nicknames or
shortened names, she preferred it when people called her
Cari. She had strawberry blonde hair and often got
kidded about being spacey, but she wasn't anything like
a typical dumb-blonde. When a person met her, they could
tell her mind worked a mile-a-minute trying to figure
out everything, right down to the smallest detail.
Cari was quite slim with measurements of 33a-22-33 and
she was average height at 5'5". Her dress size was a
two, which was very small, but men found her body very
attractive and sexy. She had such a small waist yet her
hips were well rounded giving her a very sexy figure,
which was the envy of most women. Her boobs may have
been fairly small, but they were definitely supple
enough to draw many stares and her nipples belied any
notion that they weren't overly developed.
Although a popular girl in high school, Cari really
didn't date anyone seriously. Her first sexual
experience was very early when she fooled around with
one of the older boys in her school. Most of the girls
in her class found the thought of dating older boys very
mature and exciting, but it was Cari who got a big
reality check. She foolishly lost her cheery to a crude
boy who only wanted to add her name to his long list of
sexual accomplishments. He only fingered her, but it was
enough, as Cari found out for the first time that boys
weren't sensitive when it came to a girl's sexual needs.
After the first experience, Cari found it easier the
next time. The one very apparent detail she gained from
heavy petting and groping with boys was that it was not
something pleasant or something she coveted. Cari
secretly found other girls appealing to the extent that
she fantasized about having relationships with some of
her close friends. She steadfastly refused to believe
that she might be different because her parents and
friends always criticized people who were classified as
gay.
Through high school and even now Cari babysat in the
neighborhood. She had two neighbors, Sandra and Dawn,
who used her a lot and they would prove significant in
her life. Sandra lived down the block and she was a
young married woman with a two-year-old child. She was
not much older than Cari and the two quickly developed a
close friendship after the couple moved into the area.
Cari considered Dawn a goddess and she had been in love
with the woman since she started babysitting for her two
daughters at the age of twelve or thirteen. Dawn was in
her late twenties and Cari idolized her because the
woman was so refined and ladylike.
Carin's life changed very innocently on one stormy night
in April. She babysat for Sandra who came home early
because her husband got called into work due to the
storm. Since it was early, the two chatted and before
long Sandra poured drinks. She handed Cari a glass and
raised hers to give a toast. "To Carin! My beautiful
neighbor who is about to discover her sexuality."
The toast set Cari back on her heals. "What? My what?"
"I'm bisexual and I find you very attractive," Sandra
whispered. "Tonight we are going to discover your
sexuality."
"But, but I'm not."
"My love! I've always known that I'm a lesbian, more
than anything else. I can recognize one in an instant,"
Sandra said. "You know the saying? It takes one to know
one."
The profound news was shocking and Cari was totally
speechless. Suddenly it all made sense. She was
different and the emotions and intimate feelings over
the years were indeed real and not imagined. Cari
thought back to all of the times she forced herself to
endure the crude and crass fondling and groping from
unloving boys. Her head started to spin and it wasn't
due to any alcohol. "Oh God, are you sure?"
That night was the first indication of Sandra's dominate
nature and Cari quickly found out that she was easily
dominated. Her hand shook so bad that she spilled some
of her drink and her feet were glued to the floor when
the woman approached her. Sandra boldly walked right up
to her and gently took the glass, setting both drinks on
a table. "You just let me show you... awaken your true
inner being, my love."
Cari glanced down and watched in total amazement, as the
young woman unbuttoned her blouse. Then Sandra rolled
the garment off her shoulders and blatantly tossed it
across the room. Suddenly the gears in Cari's mind
started churning like mad. 'Did I purposely not wear a
bra? Did I unwittingly know that Sandra was going to
take advantage of my innocence?'
"OMG girl, you have the nicest titties. I imaged them
being pert and quite small... but they're luscious and
much bigger than I ever expected," Sandra whispered.
"And the nipples... my gawd girl, they're so erect and
hard that I can hardly wait to taste them."
Cari listened to the sweetest words and wondered if it
all wasn't a dream. Her eyes opened wider when Sandra's
knowing fingers swooped downward and swiftly unfastened
the snap and zipper of her jeans. All of a sudden Cari
was aware of Sandra's rapid breathing and that the
woman's breathing was merely gasps and moans. When her
jeans were slowly rolled off her shapely hips and all
the way down her long, slender legs, she found it
impossible to breathe.
Cari couldn't remember feeling so sexy or so alluring.
She stood motionless, wondering if she was the luckiest
girl in the world because she had worn the sexiest thong
underwear. Cari tilted her head upward and fixed her
eyes on the young woman who was smiling at her. "Oh God,
I didn't know it would feel like this."
"Of course not, honey, but you let Sandy be your first,"
Sandra whispered. "I'll show you what love is all
about." Then she quickly stripped while keeping her
guiding eyes glued on the girl in front of her.
Cari felt her heart beat twice as fast and her face got
overly hot and flushed. She stared at Sandra's seductive
body and marveled at the womanly charms, which made her
features look like a little girl's. Sandra was slightly
taller than Cari at 5'7"; she had blonde, streaked hair
and a figure that was overly sexy by any standard. Her
boobs were a ripe 36C and they developed just a little
sag after the baby, which made them sway and bob
whenever she walked or moved. Sandra often flaunted her
overly defined nipples by wearing very thin bras and she
chuckled every time she caught Cari staring at them.
Cari felt embarrassed whenever she got caught ogling the
woman's luscious boobs, but she couldn't resist
imagining what they actually looked like or felt like.
Probably Sandra's best features were her midsection and
hips. She had a very slim waistline and her hips had a
flare that most men found seductive yet women envied.
Cari tried to take all of Sandra's naked beauty in with
a glance and she shuddered when the woman stepped
closer.
Sandra's warm breath washed across her face making Cari
even hotter. Cari stood frozen when Sandra's lips met
hers and a most passionate kiss ensued. She eagerly
pressed her lithe body into the voluptuous woman in
front of her.
Without warning, the woman's hand closed directly on top
of her scantily covered mound. Cari felt embarrassed
when Sandra's skilled fingers searched under the soaked
material and she couldn't remember being so wet in such
a hurry. The miniscule band of cloth was ripped to one
side and then a finger entered her most intimate domain.
She hoped the woman didn't find the dampness offensive
and suddenly Sandra's fingers found the secret key. Her
throbbing clitoris was yanked out of the swollen hood
and swirled around wildly in the vast wetness.
"I love it when my lover gets wet... leaks all over."
"I've... Oh God, I've never felt my thingie... my clitty
throb so madly."
Sandra glared into the teary eyes knowing she was fully
in control. "I've always wanted a lover... someone who
was faithful and devoted to being my sex-slave."
"Dear God, yes."
"I won't ask you to wait. I can feel it already!"
It happened so fast and furious that Cari surrendered,
not caring that she had lost control. No boy had ever
made her orgasm or cum. Cari felt strong, experienced
fingers surround her entire clitoris and she was
thankful for the support of Sandra's body, as it held
her upright. If it wasn't the fastest orgasm in history,
Cari was positive she set some kind of record. She
didn't know how the woman accomplished the amazing feat
without much foreplay, but Sandra made her climax like a
wanton slut.
A long, skinny finger thrust into her precious vagina
and then something strange took over her body. Cari
sensed the woman's dominating control and didn't hold
back fearing that she might miss something
extraordinary. Her hips jerked sporadically seemingly
controlled by the skilled fingers and the intense orgasm
was the only thing that mattered.
The final spasms continued shooting through her inner
being, as Sandra shuffled and guided her across the
floor. They reached a sofa and both women collapsed with
Sandra landing on top of her submissive love-slave.
"This time you're going to take it slow and enjoy the
most wonderful feeling," Sandra whispered. "I'm going to
make you my little sex-toy."
"Again? Another one right away?"
"My love, I can tell that you're a nonstop sex-addict.
You radiate sex and I'm sure the boys drool over you,"
Sandra whispered. "I bet you don't wear a bra because
you love showing off these lovely titties."
"Oh God, it feels so good when my boobs are not
covered."
Sandra shifted to the side and glared at the girl's
heaving chest. "Yes, I can tell by the hard nipples that
you like showing them off."
Cari giggled at the apparent taunt. "I love watching the
boys stare. They are so bloody obvious."
"You can't blame them. I remember the last time you
babysat for me. You wore that beige low-neck blouse,
which barely covered your tits. When you bent over in
front of my husband, I thought he'd blow a gasket at the
sight of your bare boobs," Sandra said.
"If you must know, I wore it for you," Cari whispered,
not sure if she was doing the right thing.
"I know you did, my love. When we looked at each other,
I could tell that you were trying to please me."
"Oh no, was it that obvious?"
"I knew long ago that you liked girls. I asked around
the neighborhood about you. Seems you don't date much...
haven't dated a boy for any length of time."
"Wow, the neighbors noticed?"
"When I talked to Dawn, the other family you seem to do
a lot of babysitting for, she raved at how nice a girl
you are. Dawn highly recommended you as a babysitter
when I first moved into the neighborhood. She told me
that you haven't had a steady boyfriend and wished you
would find the boy of your dreams."
"Dawn is a nice woman... a truly special person."
"Ooooh, you little devil. You have the hots for her,
don't you?"
"No! Well, she is such a nice lady and I like being with
her."
"It's okay, really. I don't mind if you have other
girlfriends," Sandra said, with a knowing smile on her
pretty face. "In fact, I just might help you someday
with Dawn. I've thought of going after her myself, but
the right opportunity hasn't presented itself. You've
certainly set your sights on the sexiest woman around."
"I've known Dawn forever... babysat for her for years."
"Tell me, how do you get sexual satisfaction. Do you
masturbate?"
"Aaahhh, yes," Cari replied, wanting to be truthful with
her friend.
"How often?"
Cari didn't want to say, but Sandra's eyes conveyed an
overpowering demand. "Often, well daily... every day I
do it."
"You're about to find out that masturbation doesn't
replace the real thing, my sweetie."
Cari's heart beat rapidly wondering at the marvelous
possibility of being intimate with a sexy, mature woman.
She didn't have time to relish the moment, as Sandra's
mouth closed over one of her throbbing nipples. The
talking stopped and Cari's next sexual encounter began
with her extended nipple fully engulfed inside of
Sandra's volcanic mouth.
Sandra caressed and kissed the nipples and turned each
into hard, throbbing pebbles with her skilled tonguing
and nibbling. Then she seized the nipples with both
hands and squeezed the erect buds, holding them pointed
high in the air. Her mouth remained between the two
mounds, kissing and licking the burning flesh. Sandra
used her teeth to bite the insides of both breasts and
even put marks on the pinkish boobies, which would prove
to be a reminder for the lust-filled girl.
The lovemaking progressed with the determined mistress
extracting the spirit from her submissive girlfriend.
Sandra moved her fingertips across Cari's shivering
stomach and lower to the neatly trimmed forest. She felt
the girl's tummy heave with each caress, as she worked
her way to the Promised Land. When she touched the
reddish hairline, Sandra intertwined her fingers into
the sparse, curly hair. She pulled hard enough to bring
a cry out of her innocent slave and then toyed with the
hair using her fingers in a teasing fashion.
Cari was filled with an unfamiliar lust that seemed to
control every move. Suddenly there were fingertips
between her legs and they were prodding her to open her
milky thighs. The prior impulsive orgasm merely made her
body more alive and sensitive. The fingers traced a
scorching path across her skin leaving a trail
everywhere. Then they carved a path through her exposed
crotch and Cari willingly obeyed an urgent command to
spread her legs wider.
Cari arched her back and forced her head backwards into
the soft cushions. She couldn't bear looking and felt
the determined mistress slip her torso between her
splayed legs. Cari held her breath, expecting the most
wonderful sensations to continue. All of a sudden
fingertips pressed on her soaked labia and they easily
pulled them apart. She squeezed her eyes closed tighter
and watched the dark eyelids for the true picture.
Suddenly her exposed gem was flicked back and forth.
Cari visualized Sandra's tongue darting all over her
fragile clitoris and turning it into a throbbing morsel.
She was just getting used to the skilled caresses when
sharp teeth closed around the protruding clitty. Swiftly
the woman switched to jabbing her tongue in and out of
the honey-hole pretending it was a tiny penis. Cari felt
her tummy churning wildly and marveled at the newfound
lust, which seemed to grow with each lewd caress and
embrace.
Cari would never know the reasoning for Sandra's next
onslaught. The woman demanded obedience and swiftly
rolled Cari over and onto her stomach. Sandra jerked
Cari's hips upwards until she was in a kneeling position
and then pried the knees apart, giving Cari better
balance. "I like my girls to be bitches. You can be my
little schoolgirl bitch on your hands and knees while I
finger your horny pussy."
Sandra shoved her flushed face into the waiting crack
and attacked the sacred hole. She tongued Cari's virgin
asshole and used her fingers with the precision of a
Swiss watchmaker. Sandra inserted two fingers of her
right hand into the girl's small glory-hole and used her
left hand to ravage the defenseless clit. She pinched
the pink mass between her fingers and relished the yelp
from her slave, as she rolled the clitty around
vigorously.
There was no respite. Sandra had one goal and there was
no woman alive who could withstand such a treacherous
assault. She sucked Cari's ass and used her tongue to
punish the puckered entrance in a lewd, threatening
manner. No one had ever touched her there and Cari found
the molestation extremely irresistible.
Cari's clitoris felt like it had doubled in size and
Sandra had no trouble keeping it firmly clasped between
her fingers. Crouched behind the shuddering hips with
the girl's crotch aimed perfectly back at her, enabled
Sandra to administer a finger-fucking to remember. She
made sure her fingertips dragged along the already used
G-spot, which Cari realized directly affected her
stamina. "Relax, my love. We won't use a real cock, yet,
but someday we will."
At the time Sandra's declaration meant nothing to her.
Cari knew the woman suggested she have sex with a man or
at least a dildo, but she never considered any
significance to the statement. All was lost when her
belly started going through devastating convulsions and
heaved in and out just before emitting a volcanic
eruption. The molten lava flowed freely when her clitty
got twirled around so robustly that Cari was positive it
would be permanently damaged.
Sandra had a gutter mouth when she got overly aroused
and the fact quickly became evident. "I need your slutty
mouth," she moaned. "Now! I need a royal fucking." She
pulled backwards, just as the orgasm ended, and shoved
the still shaking hips off to one side.
Cari felt the determined push from her lover and she
found it hard to move her legs because there were still
a few dramatic internal spasms. She watched Sandra
frantically roll around her body until she was spread
out on the sofa cushions. There was nothing vague or
ambiguous about what the woman wanted or demanded. One
hand gestured towards her wanton crotch and the other
reached for Cari's head.
Sandra wound her fingers into the strawberry blonde
hair. "I'm too horny to wait. Fuck me now, bitch." She
yanked Cari's head towards her passion pit and shoved
the girl's face directly at her dripping pussy. "Eat me
bitch, eat me out and show me how much you like being my
little slave."
Cari stared at the baby-like pelvis and marveled at the
shaven appearance. The pussy-lips looked so delicate and
seemed to part just enough to disclose some of the
valuable gem. Cari spotted the very tip of Sandra's
clitoris and knew the woman's body would react when she
touched the tiny morsel. She slowly dropped her head and
stuck her tongue directly on top of the exposed clitty.
"Heavenly Jesus, suck the fucking thing... all of it
into your slutty mouth."
Cari obeyed instantly. She gobbled the pink bud and used
her teeth to hold it steady inside of her mouth. Then
her tongue battered the clitty back and forth while
biting a little harder, or until she heard a soft cry
for mercy. Cari was in control. She sensed the woman's
urgency and knew Sandra was fully aroused. It was time
to show her mistress that she was the best sub who would
do anything to satisfy her sexual needs.
Cari moved her teeth back and forth in a grinding
fashion and listened to Sandra's pleas. Inspiration was
easy to come by and she rammed her long, middle finger
to the hilt. Cari was smart enough to curl her finger
and rake it across the delicate G-spot, which resulted
in more cries and moans of ecstasy. "Dear gawd, that's
good. Finger-fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard!"
She released the swollen clitty and began nibbling on
the puffy labia. Her finger never stopped pumping in and
out of the heated honey-hole and Cari ensured the
sensitive spot got raked each time. She managed an
upward glance and noticed the woman had a tit in each
hand. Sandra cupped her own boobs and used her fingers
to caress the erect nipples, brazenly showing the big
knobs to the world.
Cari sensed the woman was overdue so she returned her
mouth to the engorged clitoris. There was a few seconds
of begging and pleading from her lover and then
something thick and creamy filled her mouth. Cari
swallowed the cum and added another finger when she
rammed her hand to the hilt. The woman's hips thrust
upward and jerked frantically, as her ass bounced all
over the sofa cushion. It was her first womanly
experience and Cari was bringing joy to one of the women
of her dreams.
Sandra begged her for more so Cari complied. No
experience was necessary, as Cari thrust her dainty
forefinger of her other hand into the neglected hole.
When the tip of her finger brushed across the puckered
entrance, Sandra screamed loud enough to wake the baby.
It was incredible how the woman's orgasm flourished with
the dual finger-fucking. Luckily Cari's forefinger was
lubricated from the vast amount of juices and it easily
went into Sandra's asshole.
The encounter ended with both women covered in sweat.
They virtually collapsed on the sofa, totally exhausted.
Cari put her arms around Sandra's shapely hips in a
loving embrace and she relished being submissive to such
a strong mistress. "I don't want to chase you away, but
my husband might be home soon. These storms can be
unpredictable," Sandra whispered. "You should go before
he gets home, or you'll experience another first."
Cari knew what the woman meant and she certainly wasn't
ready for a man. She was very content with what she had
discovered about herself. All of the doubts and
lingering suspicions about her sexuality had been
replaced with profound certainties.
***
A weekend to remember... or forget?
Carin left the house that night a new person. She no
longer feared being true to herself, as she understood
the deep, intense emotions that controlled her
subconscious mind. It had been drummed into her by her
parents that bisexual or gay were sinful and extremely
immoral. Suddenly she understood the intimate emotions
that had been troubling through her teenage years and
willingly accepted them.
Sandra called later in the week and asked Cari to spend
the weekend with her. It sounded like a simple request,
but to a submissive girl it was a stern order. "Love, my
husband is away all weekend on a business conference and
I'd love to have you spend the weekend with me. Please
come over Saturday morning and you won't need to bring
anything. Everything you need is here."
The week seemed to drag and Friday night was
exceptionally agonizing, as the time seemed to last
forever. Cari rushed out of the house bright and early
Saturday morning, informing her parents that she was
staying over at Sandra's because the woman needed a
babysitter for the weekend. When she got to her
neighbor's, it sounded funny, but Sandra actually
arranged for a babysitter. "You're about to find out
that my fav thing in the world is shopping. A person
just never knows what can happen in a mall or in some
boutique," she said. "We are going to spend the day in
some of my fav stores."
"Huuummm, I love shopping."
"We've discovered your sexual appetite and I must admit
that you do have a tremendous hunger for sex."
"Is that so bad?" Cari looked at her dear friend willing
to do anything to please her.
"No, my love. That's what I love about you."
"Huuummm, I like that."
"Well now we're going to broaden Carin's horizons.
You're going to find out what lust can do to your
sensible reasoning."
Cari didn't know what Sandra was up to, but nothing the
woman said was frightening. "When I'm with you, I feel
submissive... willing to do anything you demand."
"I know, my love. Today and tomorrow we'll spend
together... you'll meet a few of my closest friends."
"Huuummm, I like that." Cari assumed the day would
consist of many shopping experiences, but that was only
part of what Sandra planned.
When the woman told Cari about the day, the evil grin on
her face was hard to miss. "First we're going to the
mall where I'll introduce you to Joan, my dearest
friend."
"Good, I'm looking forward to it."
"Have you ever had sex in public?"
Sandra's question shocked her. "Holy crap, no," Cari
blurted out.
"Well, my love, you'll find out that it gives you the
biggest rush and it is something you'll never forget."
Sandra grabbed her hand and the two ran out to the car
acting like young girls. Cari's heart beat fast and her
excitement level was sky-high during the ride to the
shopping mall. When they arrived, Cari found the
anticipation of what might lay ahead very overwhelming,
but she didn't have time to dwell on it, as Sandra
ushered her into the first store.
They came face to face with a young proprietor who
Sandra introduced as Joan. The woman was three or four
inches taller than Cari and she wore a dress suit even
though it was warm in the store. Her face was pierced in
more places than normal and she had an obvious tattoo on
the side of her neck. Joan stood rock-solid with her
hands on her hips and her feet apart. She stared
intently at Cari leaving little doubt about her
dominating personality. "Oh goodie, I love my bitches
gorgeous and very slim. She's ideal," the woman said.
"When Sandy said you were beautiful, she wasn't
kidding."
Sandra felt her young protégé tremble, as the two women
stared at each other. "Love, this is Cari, the young
lady I told you about," she said. "Cari has expressed a
desire to be dominated and I thought who better to show
her than the absolute best mistress in the entire city."
Cari listened to her mentor and before she could utter
one protest, Joan took control. "Take her to the back
and get her ready. I'll bring something that will fit
her perfectly. I have just what the little angel needs."
"God, I remember that first time... the time I came in
for a new dress," Sandra whispered, almost in a
dreamlike state. "You took me to the change-room and, oh
my God, I received the fitting of my life."
Cari felt like she ran through the store. Sandra held
her hand the whole way and didn't let go until they were
in a small change-room. "Take your clothes off," she
whispered. When she noticed the confused look on Cari's
face, she elaborated. "When Joan comes in, she wants you
naked... or else!"
Cari looked into the demanding eyes and did what was
ordered. Each item she took off, she handed to Sandra
who bundled them together. Cari's mouth hung open wide,
as she watched in amazement when Sandra wheeled and left
the room with all of her clothes. She huddled in one
corner expecting Joan to join her in the small room,
which was deathly quiet. Cari looked at her reflection
in the big mirror covering one wall and noticed her skin
was flushed and certainly redder than normal.
She was admiring her nudity when the door burst open.
"Oh my, aren't we beautiful. When Sandra told me that
you were radiant, I was skeptic, but I see she was
correct," Joan said. "You're absolutely beautiful and
sexier than I imagined."
Cari didn't have enough hands to cover everything so she
simply covered her breasts in a pathetic show of
modesty. Joan seemed to fill the whole doorway, which
Cari found daunting because it dashed any hopes of
escape. The woman had jet-black hair with twinges of red
on the top, which seemed to give her the look of a
vampire. She had removed her jacket and appeared not
only authoritarian, but also very sexy dressed in black
and white. Joan wore a transparent white blouse, which
readily showed off the lack of any undergarments, and a
formfitting black skirt that hugged every shapely curve.
Joan wore a black tie that was big enough to hide some
of her abundant cleavage, but it did not cover the
large, protruding nipples, which were brilliantly
displayed in the flimsy fabric. Cari would never forget
the drastic consequences of acting in a manner that made
Joan angry. The woman only had to take one step to reach
her and she immediately slapped Cari's hands away. Too
shocked to retaliate, Cari merely stood motionless
waiting for the woman to say something. "Sandra tells me
that you are submissive... totally willing to please
Mistress Joan."
Cari's mouth hung open, but she was still too stunned to
talk. Her eyes followed Joan's roaming fingers, as they
deliberately, yet carefully, flicked the already erect
nipples back and forth. Then to her utter horror, Cari
watched the woman strip her skirt, revealing the most
menacing strap-on dildo. The cock must have been hidden
between her thighs and it sprang straight out from her
hips once the skirt was removed. "Dear God, you can't!"
Sandra knew her friend had locked the front door of the
store so they wouldn't be interrupted. She chuckled at
the sign on the window stating the store was undergoing
an inventory count and that they would reopen again at
noon. Sandra didn't have to be in the change-room to
know what Joan was doing to Cari. She knew the ensuing
struggle would be swift and extremely decisive, as Joan
would prove her dominance. Joan was a bitch on wheels
and loved humiliating and forcing young women to succumb
to her every whim.
Sandra felt a tremor shoot up her spine when she
pictured the huge strap-on dildo that Joan always
strapped to her lithe hips. She imagined Cari standing
upright with her hands on the mirrored wall so that her
arms were outstretched supporting her weight, as she
leaned forward towards the mirror. Joan preferred taking
a woman from behind because it enforced her belief that
the slave had no alternative, but surrender. She
thoroughly enjoyed forcing the sub to watch everything
in the big mirror and relished hearing them beg for
mercy. At each sign of weakness, Joan would intensify
her assault until she extorted every ounce of will and
determination out of the slave.
The noise coming out of the change room was deafening.
There were loud bangs against the walls and clanging of
the door echoed throughout the quiet store. Sandra put
her ear to the wall. Every sound filled her stomach with
fluttering butterflies and she listened carefully to
both voices. "No, please no, Joan don't."
"Spread those long, skinny legs... NOW!"
Sandra imagined timid Cari obeying even though she hated
the suffering. She pictured Joan's hands around the
girl's slender hips and tilting them backwards to the
proper angle. The next protest took the affair to
another level. "No, dear lord, no! I'm a virgin."
"I know. That's why I've been dying to meet you. Don't
fret, my love. It'll only hurt for a brief moment, then
you'll be my devoted slave."
Sandra knew Joan too well. When she told her dear friend
that Cari was a virgin, the woman went into the biggest
fit of happiness. "Sweet mother, nineteen and still a
virgin. I'll forever be grateful if you let me be
first." Sandra kept her head against the wall and cupped
her hands around her ear so she could hear better. She
knew Joan had a strong hold of the hair on the back of
Cari's head and was holding the young woman's face
pointed straight at the mirror. "No, no, please don't."
"Watch! Watch it go in. Watch the big cock go into your
slutty cunt."
"Dear God, it hurts."
"Watch! I said watch it go in. Open your eyes, slut, and
watch it happen."
Sandra was overtaken by the concealed affair. She crept
to the door and opened it a crack, just enough to see
the torrid fucking. She put her hand over her mouth so
as not to utter any distracting sounds and watched Joan
yank on Cari's hair. Joan held the young woman immobile,
as she slowly inserted the impressive, rubber cock, and
then Joan let go of the hair. She propelled Cari's naked
body into the mirrored wall and the distinct sound of
sweaty flesh slamming into the mirrored wall sent
shivers through Sandra.
Cari was pressed flat against the mirror and her arms
and legs were fully outstretched. She seemed to hang in
midair, but in reality Sandra realized the young woman
balanced on top of her first cock. What made the scene
totally compelling and spellbinding was Sandra's
intimate knowledge of the dildo. She was well aware that
it measured a good eight or nine inches and most of it
was embedded in the whimpering young woman.
The resulting dramatization would be etched in her head
forever. Joan wrapped her arm around the smaller woman's
neck and seemed to almost choke Cari. "It's time. You're
now a slut and need one more humiliation."
The statement sort of hung in the air with Cari
wondering what would happen. Suddenly Joan demonstrated
her control. "Bend over. Put your hands on the bench and
bend over. Keep that beautiful ass up in the air so I
can keep my big cock in your belly."
Being bigger and stronger than Cari, Joan quickly forced
the smaller woman to grab the bench, which was on one
side of the room. Now sideways to the mirror, the
reflection was profound, as Sandra watched Joan pound
the dildo in and out of the distraught young woman. Cari
seemed to be crying, but that didn't bother the two
other women. "You're not leaving this room without
experiencing an orgasm."
"Oh God, I can't... just can't."
"Use your dirty fingers. Grab that clitty and show
Mistress Joan how you want to cum for her. Do it!"
Joan held the young woman pinned between her and the
wall. She reached forward, grabbing Cari's right arm,
and directed it to the desired spot. Joan looked into
the mirror and watched Cari's fingers slip into her own
waiting crotch. Joan's eyes were ablaze when she watched
the brazen masturbation, as Cari no longer cared if
others were watching.
Sandra also witnessed the great dishonor when Cari
swiftly slipped her fingers into the soaked slit. Sadly
she was too focused on the images in the mirror to
notice Joan's reaction to the devious spying. 'You
couldn't resist, my dearest. Just wait, as soon as your
little lover has creamed all over my cock, you're next.'
It was only Joan's lips moving so Sandra couldn't be
faulted for not hearing the warning. Her eyes opened in
awe watching Cari reach the sexual climax and nothing
else mattered to any of them for a long time. Sandra
crouched at the door keeping as still as possible. All
of a sudden the door burst open and Joan grabbed her.
Even though she was almost the same size as Joan, she
wasn't nearly as strong, or as determined. Sandra found
herself inside the room with the door closed before she
could utter any form of protest. Three women in one
small room left no space for any fancy maneuvering. "So
you like spying?"
"No... no."
"Okay slut, get on your knees and clean my cock. Lick
all of your lover's juices off my cock... then you're
going to eat me. Show Joanie how much you like eating
her pussy."
"But I... I didn't..."
Cari merely cowered against the wall and watched a sight
she would never forget. The strong, overpowering woman
she had grown fond of, even loved, was suddenly fearful
and overwhelmed. Sandra's clothes came off, whether she
wanted them to or not, and she stood shaking before her
dominating friend. The black-haired beauty stood up
straight and on her toes so that she looked down on her
timid slave. "You know what to do. Make Mistress happy."
The gorgeous blonde uttered what sounded like a whimper
when Joan grabbed a big handful of her hair. Sandra
wasn't keen on being humiliated in front of Cari, but
she didn't have the guts to refuse Joan. The woman had
enough incriminating evidence to destroy not only her
reputation, but also her marriage, and Sandra didn't
want to lose everything. Joan showed no mercy when she
forced Sandra to her knees. "Show your little lover that
you worship Mistress and love being my slave. Clean off
my cock before I get very mad."
Cari found it unbelievable when Sandra willingly reached
for the dildo. The women obediently put the big cock
into her mouth and cleaned the entire shaft with her
mouth. Sandra used her tongue to lick and clean the
thick cock while glancing upwards, as if looking for
signs of approval. "You'll always be my favorite... my
most obedient slave. I can certainly see what your
husband sees in you."
Joan glared straight at Cari. "You just be a good little
girl. Watch faithful Sandra when she performs the best
cunnilingus, but you already know that," she whispered,
letting out a big laugh as she stripped the strap-on.
"It's Showtime!"
Cari stared at the most amazing scene. Joan had colorful
tattoos, which had been hidden by the strap-on, and they
were all over her hips and even on her shaved pelvis.
The woman abruptly shoved Cari off of the small bench
and sat on it herself. She lewdly spread her legs, as
wide as possible, and Cari couldn't take her eyes off of
the shinny, golden trinket dangling from the woman's
pussy.
"Now! You know what to do. Get down and eat me," Joan
said to Sandra.
If there was one thing Joan demanded it was complete
loyalty. That required a slave to say and do everything
in their power to display their devotion to her. Sandra
slithered the short distance to reach Joan and she put
her face between the woman's splayed thighs. "Yes,
Mistress. I will make you happy... bring you great
elation."
Without warning Joan grabbed Sandra's head and forced it
into her crotch. When her face hit the wetness, Sandra
closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. There was no
necessity to see the puffy labia or the numerous tattoos
all over the woman's body. She searched for the gold
ring with her tongue and toyed with it, which brought
Joan immediate ecstasy.
This exploitation wouldn't take long, but Joan wanted to
delay it somewhat. "Did you like watching Cari? Watching
her get fucked... watching her masturbate?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I knew you couldn't resist. You're the horniest bitch
and just love doing it in public, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Open your eyes. Look at me when you lick my cunt."
"Yes, Mistress." Sandra obediently rolled her eyes up at
Joan and used her tongue to perfection. Each lick
brought a gasp of pleasure from the woman plus it made
her wetter. The scene was astonishing, as Cari noticed
how Sandra deliberately played with the golden ring in
woman's clitoris, which added to the drama.
"You love licking pussy, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress, oh yes."
"That's good because when you finish drinking my cum,
you'll get to drink some from our lovely Cari."
Suddenly Cari's stomach not only quivered wildly from
witnessing raw, intimidating lust, but also from the
anticipation of having it done to her. She was next. The
enthralling events happened in 3D, which enable everyone
to be in the illustrious scene and be part of the
intense animal passion. Joan sheepishly pushed the
blonde hair out of the way and plainly displayed
everything that happened between her legs. Then her
knowing hands surrounded Sandra's bobbing head and held
the woman's face tightly entrenched in her crotch until
the last body-rattling tremor rocked her body.
Sandra was completely out of breath when the switch was
made. Joan quickly got up and Cari took her place on the
bench. Sandra stared up at the flushed teenager and
noticed the girl's heightened excitement. Before she had
time to dwell or think about what lay ahead, Joan
whispered in her ear. "That has to be the prettiest
pussy. She looks like a little girl, so small... so
skinny, and those freckles!"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I know you are her mistress; that the sweet, young
bitch will do anything for you. But today, we're going
to let Cari be in-charge."
"Yes, Mistress."
Cari acted overzealously and used far too much force.
With her fingers tightly wrapped in Sandra's hair, she
jerked the woman's head back and forth. Cari planted
Sandra's nose and mouth into her crotch and flinched
wildly when her labia spread. Sandra brought her arms up
to protect her face, which was banged into the wetness,
but Joan shrewdly grabbed her hands.
Joan forced Sandra's arms behind her back and allowed
the teenager full control. "She's all yours. Cari, my
love, Sandy likes her sex hard and extremely rough."
It was the first time in her life that Sandra made
another woman climax with her face. Her head was a rag
doll. Cari maintained a viselike grip on her slave's
hair and easily rammed Sandra's face into her gaping
slit. Soon the blushing cheeks were covered with womanly
juices and the girl's hips thrashed up and down in a
shear random fashion, as the river of cum ran into the
waiting mouth. "Yes, oh yes, Sandra, I love you."
Three inflamed women in a change-room designed for one
created an overheated situation. Sweat coated the
nakedness and each panted heavily from being overly
aroused.
***
In store activities
All three were in a heap; one naked woman sprawled on
the bench and two draped around arms and legs. The
rattling sound of the front door shaking brought them to
their senses in a split second. They dressed in a hurry
and thankfully the mirror allowed them to appear
somewhat presentable when they exited the change room.
Joan came out first and she went straight to the door to
let in customers who had been patiently waiting for the
inventory check to end.
It took Joan about fifteen minutes to get rid of the
panic and then she concentrated on the last remaining
customer. Just the implied naughtiness of staying in the
store with the dominating saleswoman sent shivers
through Cari. Joan presumably took care of the customer
while Cari and Sandra chatted for many minutes and
neither suspected the devious saleswoman was plotting.
All of a sudden Joan and the customer stood beside Cari.
"This young lady wants to try on some lingerie. Cari,
you can help her?"
"But... but I don't know how..."
"Vicki is one of our best customers," Joan whispered, as
she turned and faced Cari. "Don't disappoint me. Please
go with Vicki to the change room."
It sounded more like an order than a request, but Cari
decided to object. She stood up and looked at Joan who
hovered over her. Her mouth opened and then she noticed
the woman's face. The grin and the explicate body
language were enough to dissuade her from actually
saying anything. Cari shifted her attention to the
customer and instantly her heart stopped.
The customer had the most confident grin on her face,
which Cari found demoralizing. The woman was the same
height as Cari, but definitely not the same size. She
was considerable heavier, almost fat in Cari's mind, and
dressed in a manner to indicate total rebellion. Her
skirt was made of black leather and so was the tight
vest, which tried unsuccessfully to contain the overly
abundant set of boobs. There was more cleavage shown
than was appropriate, but it didn't seem to bother the
woman.
Cari noticed the woman wore big, bulky shoes. She also
had chains hanging from her waist and vest and large
metallic armbands, which gave her a tough, sloppy
appearance. The woman's face was even more daunting, as
she had numerous piercings, and ones in her mouth and
lips were totally scary. There was a big tattoo on the
left side of woman's neck and Cari didn't dare look at
it to see what was pictured. Her hair was jet-black and
framed her white face perfectly.
Joan slyly shoved a few items at Cari and insisted she
take them. Cari didn't know what to expect, but looking
at the extremely skimpy undergarments sent shivers up
and down her backbone. The overbearing saleswoman
tightly clenched her hand and led the way back to the
familiar change room. Vicki was right behind them and
Cari almost fainted when the two women basically shoved
her into the small room.
Cari stumbled into the room and by the time she regained
her balance, Vicki was behind her. The woman slowly
closed the door and Cari felt her world come to an
abrupt end. Vicki took one step and she was right behind
Cari when she started stripping. "Let's get rid of these
awful clothes."
Cari stared into the mirror, which was directly in front
of her, and watched the woman virtually perform a
dreaded striptease. "No, please Vicki, don't," Cari
pleaded, as the naked woman reached for the skimpy
lingerie. Vicki quickly donned a black bra and panties
and then turned her attention to Cari.
"Now it's your turn. I just love skinny bitches who
shiver and shake because they know I'm going to make
them do terrible things," Vicki said. "Let's see what
you've got."
It was useless trying to keep her clothes on, as Vicki
merely ripped them off. "Please don't," Cari whispered.
"Oh my, those are lovely little titties. I can hardly
wait to taste those hard nipples," Vicki said, easily
overcoming all of Cari's struggles to remain dressed.
"Vicki, please don't."
The woman was a lot stronger than Cari imagined and
Vicki had her completely naked in a scant minute or two.
"Holy shit, Joanie wasn't kidding. You have the sweetest
little ass. I just adore that girlie-pussy. But first...
you're going to show Vicki how you love eating pussy!"
Sandra stood beside Joan, too petrified to move a
muscle. The sounds out of the change room were both very
loud and very specific. Sandra listened knowing the
woman would befriend her young friend and there was
nothing Cari could do to stop Vicki. "Get down... on
your knees."
Joan moved closer to Sandra. "Your little sweetheart is
about to realize another side of being a lesbian. She's
definitely never met anyone like Vicki."
The two women were close to the change room and it was
easy to hear everything. Sandra heard plenty of whimpers
coming from Cari and many cries of joy coming from her
conqueror. "Yes, that's it. Suck! Right there and use
your fingers." There were more whimpers, but Cari must
have obeyed. "Yes, fuck me with your fingers... harder!"
Sandra and Joan imagined the powerful Vicki sprawled out
on the bench. They pictured the platform bra pushing the
woman's abundant boobs upwards and the tits swaying
wildly, as her ass bounced across the wooden bench.
Vicki most likely held the bobbing head between her legs
and forced the obedient young woman to eat her out. Each
whimper, moan and protest sent shivers through Sandra,
as she imagined Cari acting like Vicki's servant.
All of a sudden sounds of great ecstasy emanated from
the room. Vicki yelled out her immense ecstasy and let
the world know she had climaxed. "That was fantastic.
You're very good at eating pussy. Now it's time to find
out that Vicki is a master," sounded from inside the
change room.
There was more banging and the sounds of a struggle, as
the molestation continued. "No, dear God, not like
this."
The temperature inside the room increased dramatically.
This time it was Cari sitting on the bench and the She-
Devil was between her legs. Vicki held the long, slim
legs apart and she stared at the gorgeous pink wetness.
"I love skinny bitches. They can't fight and it's so
easy to make them do anything. When I suck their cunt,
they act like a whore."
Tears filled her eyes, as Cari stared down at the
horrifying sight. She tried to take it all in without
getting sick. Vicki had her skillful fingers on the
puffy labia and there was no doubt about the woman's
intentions, as she pried the lips apart. Cari noticed
how Vicki was on her knees with her fat ass in the air,
but she didn't get a chance to loathe the sight.
Her labia were spread to their farthest reaches and then
the woman was right in her face. "Get ready, my little
cupcake. You're going to cream like a lesbian slut."
Vicki taunted her and stared into her bewildered eyes.
She gingerly held the pussy-lips apart with one hand and
used the other to molest the valuable pink jewel. Then
Vicki swooped down and devoured a nipple.
Cari glanced to her left and noticed the appalling
reflection in the big mirror. She watched Vicki take
turns at each tit and even witnessed the woman nibbling
both nipples with her teeth. Then the head dropped to
her crotch and Cari simply shivered in fear, as she lost
sight of what Vicki was doing. Something flicked her
tiny morsel around and around and then the bitch used
her teeth.
Cari screamed out loud when her clitty was chewed and it
felt like the precious bud had been severely damaged.
She grabbed Vicki's head in desperation, but nothing
stopped the determined woman. Her clitoris was on fire
and throbbed madly because of the bite. Suddenly the bud
was sucked and caressed by a skillful tongue, which
circled it many times while slapping it back and forth
after every pass. The clitty seemed excessively
sensitive and then each tongue caress sent an unexpected
spasm through her loins.
This time the whimpering had a totally different sound.
Sandra knew immediately Cari was aroused and that she
was trying hard not to comply with the devious woman's
demands. Strangely the protests went from negative
responses to extreme positive reactions. Cari seemed to
plead with Vicki to stop and leave her alone; yet she
appeared completely under Vicki's control. "Dear God,
not like this. Please, stop. Oh no, what are you doing?"
Their eyes met and held. Cari glanced downward and Vicki
tilted her head so she glared straight up at the young
woman. The devilish woman made sure Cari couldn't miss
her tongue lashing through the vulnerable slit. Vicki
chuckled inside when she flicked the clitty up and down
causing Cari's hips to thrash each time. Somehow she
mumbled an ominous question. "Are you ready, my lesbian
slut?"
Suddenly Vicki thrust her mouth directly on top of the
throbbing clitoris. She gobbled the clitty into the back
of her mouth and used her stubby middle finger with
great expertise. Her first finger thrust grazed the most
susceptible spot and then she went into vibration mode.
Vicki curled her finger towards her mouth keeping
constant pressure on the one spot that drove Cari crazy.
Sandra was fully focused on the distinct animal noises
and jumped when a voice sounded in her ear. "Vicki has
her. She's going to make your young lover cum. Listen!"
Just then arms and legs thrashed inside the small room
sending more signals of lost control. The finger-fucking
intensified and so did the cunnilingus. Thankfully it
was a very swift orgasm and it didn't take long for Cari
to collapse from exhaustion. Vicki virtually pushed Cari
into a corner of the bench and she quickly retrieved her
clothes. She dressed and left the room without a glance
at the distraught young woman who felt more used than
ever.
***
Sandra was next
Sandra sat beside the dominant saleswoman knowing full
well Joan was capable of almost anything. When the door
of the change room opened, Vicki emerged. The woman
strutted confidently straight across the store to an
office and merely stood in the doorway. "She's waiting,"
Joan whispered. "Vicki wants you. She knows you're
married and wants to send you home to hubby with
something memorable."
Sandra looked at her friend trying to comprehend what
Joan meant. "What? You know I only come here to see
you... not some bimbo." As soon as she said it, Sandra
was sorry. "I mean, not be with a stranger or someone I
don't know."
A big smile crossed Joan's face and she simply glared at
Sandra. "Get that pretty ass back there. Vicki has a big
surprise for you," Joan whispered. "I know, she's nuts,
but she won't leave here without making you her devoted
slave."
"But Joanie, you know I...," Sandra whispered, but she
was abruptly cut off.
"You were okay with sending your newest lover in there
with Vicki, now lets see how you like it."
Joan practically pushed and steered Sandra to the back
of the store. Vicki's eyes never left her prey and her
devilish grin got bigger and bigger, as Sandra got
closer. "My, oh my, you look scared."
Sandra looked at Joan, pleading for mercy with a
sorrowful expression. "Joan, not this, please, not
today."
Funny how things happen and a person has no control over
their destiny. Sandra reached the back of the store and
ran right into Vicki who grabbed her arm. "Come, my
beautiful lezzy, it's your turn," Vicki said, as she
pushed Sandra into an office. "I dearly love the fact
you're a married woman."
This time it was Cari who got front row seats. She
listened intently when the door slammed shut and the
action grew intense in the heated room. Her body
shuddered at the command from the dominating woman.
"Strip! I'm going to let your husband know his wife is a
slut."
"Please, Vicki, I just want to go."
"Strip, or else!"
There were plenty of rustling sounds and the sound of a
struggle. Cari was very familiar with how strong Vicki
was and how quickly she got her way. From her earlier
experience, Cari knew Vicki would have Sandra stripped
in no time and she wondered how scared it would make her
dear friend. "Go watch. Vicki won't mind," Joan said.
"Watch your gorgeous mistress become a sex-slave."
Cari couldn't resist. She was dead-set against violence,
but somehow the struggle inside the office was something
else. Cari held the door open just a crack and stood at
the doorway with her legs trembling so hard they almost
buckled. Her eyes widened, as she watched the dominant
woman take complete control of her naked friend. "These
succulent tits need to be sucked. I want to let hubby
know his darling wife was with a butch, someone who made
her a little sex-toy."
"Vicki, dear God, no marks," Sandra pleaded.
Cari took the room in with a concerned glance. She
noticed how Sandra was pinned on top of a desk, which
was still littered with papers. Two chairs sat in front
of the desk and there was a small area off to one side,
which Joan had setup for relaxing. It contained a small
settee, a stuffed lounging chair plus a coffee table.
Cari's gaze returned to the desk and Sandra who tried
fending off the woman, but Vicki kept slapping her arms
and hands away. "What gorgeous tits."
"Oh no, you've put a red mark... a hickie on my boob."
Cari remained frozen, as she couldn't take her eyes off
of the naughty molestation. Sandra sat on the desk with
her legs handing over the edge. Vicki forced Sandra's
knees apart, as she stood between them, and eagerly
fondled the bare boobs. It was wrong, but Cari refused
to react when her friend pleaded. "No, not on the other.
Oh God, on both boobs."
"Christ, I bet hubby loves your knockers. They're
fabulous."
"Please, no more."
Vicki glared at Sandra. She put her hands on Sandra's
shoulders and pushed her down until she was lying on top
of the desk. "What a nice belly. You must workout a
lot."
Cari watched the woman kiss and fondle Sandra's tummy,
paying particular attention to the bellybutton area.
Vicki held a viselike grip on Sandra's hands and pinned
them right beside her hips. Cari shivered when Vicki
deftly jammed her tongue into the small indent and then
pretended to fuck the hole.
"Oh Vicki, no more, please," Sandra pleaded.
"There, right next to that pretty bellybutton. A nice
big, red mark."
"Dear God, please stop," Sandra begged, as Vicki locked
her mouth on the velvety flesh. Within seconds the woman
sucked another hickie onto her body, which filled Sandra
with despair.
"Spread'm! Spread those beautiful legs wider and let me
see what you've got, Sweetpea. Joanie says you're the
best." Vicki held Sandra captive on top of the desk and
pushed the shapely legs as far apart as possible.
"No, dear God, it can't be. Not like this... on a desk."
"I bet hubby's going to love seeing a big mark on his
wife's precious pussy."
"God, Vicki, not there... not on my pelvis. Please
don't, not right next to..." Her voice fell off and both
women outside the change room visualized the drastic
event. Cari flashed back to her time with the powerful
woman and she remembered how Vicki simply ravaged her.
The easiest way out of the dilemma was surrendering to
the woman, but Cari knew Sandra would not succumb
willingly.
"Get ready! Vicki's gonna make her squeal," Joan
whispered.
"Ouch! You're fucking hurting me. Your teeth!"
Cari couldn't watch anymore. She shut the door and
listened to the ongoing saga, which lasted forever. From
what Cari heard, Vicki decided to use the more
comfortable lounging area and forced Sandra over to the
big easy chair. She imagined Sandra sprawled out on the
chair with her legs spread and wrapped around an arm of
the chair, as she exposed herself to the ravenous Vicki.
"See, I told you. Vicki is a pro. She'll make her cum."
The battle seemed to transform from extreme desperation
to amazing gratification. Sandra pleaded for mercy at
first and then she begged for Vicki to take her through
the Promised Land. Cari cringed at the end when she
listened to her dear friend succumb to the dominating
woman. There was no doubt that Sandra climaxed and Vicki
made sure the whole world knew about her devious
achievement.
Cari quivered with fright when Vicki emerged from the
office. The woman headed in her direction and Cari found
it almost impossible to breathe let alone stand up.
Luckily Vicki was finished for the day, walking right
past her and out of the store. "You'll have to come
shopping more often," Joan whispered, with a wide,
confident grin on her face.
***
Cari and Sandra would never forget their day at the
mall. They couldn't get out of the small boutique fast
enough and practically ran through the vestibule on the
way out of the mall. Sandra drove home and the drive was
very quiet, as both women revisited the long ordeal.
Sandra breathed a big sigh of relief when they pulled
into the driveway. "Wow, I didn't expect the day to be
so eventful... so dramatic. Joan is always a Drama
Queen, but she's never taken charge like today. God, I
may never be the same... and how am I going to explain
all those marks to my husband?"
Thankfully they had lots of time before Sandra's husband
was due home. Saturday evening was for recuperation and
nothing else was planned. They put the baby to bed and
watched a movie before going to bed early. Both women
observed the defining marks left on their bodies by the
cunning Vicki and Cari marveled at how Sandra appeared
sexier and more alluring with numerous hickies.
It seemed when the two were together; each woman was hot
and horny. Sandra relished being back in control. She
recalled the intense humiliation suffered during the
shopping trip and it made her more determined to
demonstrate her superiority. What happened at the mall
seemed to add fuel to the lovemaking that night and the
energy lasted well into Sunday.
During an interlude between sexual sessions on Sunday
morning, Cari mentioned having an upcoming babysitting
job for their mutual friend, Dawn. As soon as Sandra
found out, she put all kinds of suggestions in Cari's
head. "Just go for it," Sandra said. "You're strong...
very powerful once you set your mind to it. Go for it."
"I will. I've waited years and now you've given me
confidence," Cari said. "I love you for showing me who I
really am."
"I say if you want something really bad, just go for
it," Sandra said. "I'm overly excited thinking about you
with Dawn. Nothing makes me hotter than dreaming about
you with her."
"Her husband is away and she is going out with her
girlfriends from work. They're having a bachelorette
party so it should be a late night."
"Great! You won't get a better chance. I am dying to
hear all about how you seduced such a sexy woman."
"I'm nervous, but excited; especially after finding out
about my feelings and emotions. Now I understand my
dreams... my fantasies about Dawn."
THE END
There will be another chapter and it will have Carin
becoming intimate with Dawn, the woman of her dreams who
she fantasized about for years.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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