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The house was crowded but between the guest room, the spare bedroom, the couches, and some air mattresses, they managed to find a comfortable place for everyone who was spending the night. Jessica walked around pouring brandy nightcaps for anyone who wanted one as her three servant girls distributed blankets and pillows.

Once everyone was settled in, Jessica decided that all of her guests deserved one last orgasm to help them sleep. As Marie, Jane, and Celeste made the rounds, using their skilled tongues and fingers to service one woman after another, Jessica followed along in a robe and cozy slippers supervising.

Not that the three girls required much guidance; mostly Jessica just observed. She particularly enjoyed watching Marie go down on Tanya as Celeste worked on Rebecca and Jane on Rose. As Tanya leaned back and closed her eyes while spreading her legs, Jessica wondered what was going on in her mind. This kind of decadence was new to her, that was for sure; but it was the kind of thing that was easy to get used to. Hopefully Tanya would be a willing participant in future adventures.

When she was satisfied that everyone was satisfied, Jessica and her crew got ready for bed. With the four of them using one bathroom, it was a somewhat lengthy process, but even so, Jessica was not quite ready to go to sleep. She tucked Marie, Jane, and Celeste into bed, gave each one a kiss, and turned out the light.

Walking around the darkened house, looking around at all the sleeping forms, Jessica felt a deep sense of contentment settle over her. She poured a brandy for herself and went to sit in a chair by the window in the dining room. The sun was just beginning to show on the horizon, casting a pale reddish glow on the fresh dusting of snow coating the front lawn.

The year that had just ended had been a great one, eventful and deeply pleasurable, but Jessica was already thinking of ways to make the new year even better. It wouldn’t be easy to do, but that was no reason not to try.

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After Shavasana they sat up and together chanted a few “Om”s.  As they did, Jessica looked around at the women surrounding her and was suddenly struck by how special each of them was, how every single one was glowing with an inner light all her own.

She gazed over at Kelly Ann and remembered that day when the redheaded cheerleader had first come to her door. It wasn’t that long ago, in one way of looking at things, but it seemed like years. Sitting next her was Kat, who had changed so much in the short time Jessica had known her. Across the room was the nearly identical pairing of Betty and Samantha; they looked more like the cheerleaders’ older sisters than their mothers. Maybe frequent lesbian activity keeps you young, Jessica mused. She certainly hoped so.

Directly to Jessica’s left were Ella and Janice, her old and close friends. They too were in remarkable shape for their age, lending further credence to Jessica’s theory. The serenity of the moment lent their features a certain grace, making them even more beautiful.

To her right, Tanya was flanked by Rebecca and Rose. Jessica envied them; they were so new to all this, had so much yet to explore. She looked forward to getting to know all three of them better in the days and months to come.

Among all the voices in the room the most powerful belonged to Adriana, who lent a strong, throaty undertone to the chant. Next to her sat her fellow cheerleaders Olivia and Lexi, looking radiantly young and healthy in their nudity. It was really a privilege, Jessica thought, to get to share all that youthful energy; she was glad to know they would be around for at least five months, and hopefully the summer, before going off to college or whatever was next in their lives.

In the front row was Annalise, who as usual lately sported the Cheshire-cat grin of a repeat lottery winner, flanked by Marie and Celeste. Facing them was Serena, her magnificent body perfectly erect, sitting Indian-style so that her pink pussy was clearly visible beneath the blond pubic hair. It all served to remind Jessica just how fortunate she was to be living the life she was living.

And then the moment was over. They all stood up, stretching and yawning. It was obvious that the energy of the party was winding down, and Ella and Janice were the first to say goodnight. Jessica hugged and kissed them both and wished them a happy New Year.

Betty and Samantha were the next to depart, and they offered a ride to Olivia, who had promised her mother she wouldn’t stay out all night. Everyone else accepted Jessica’s invitation to stay over, and for a while they all hung out chatting and joking, a lazy, contented vibe settling over the house.

Jessica volunteered to help Marie bus the remaining dishes and glasses to the kitchen. Walking into the dining room, she found Jane still tied to the table, dildos protruding from her crotch and face. Jessica moved to untie her, then hesitated. In fact a little penetration seemed like just the thing at that moment. Lifting herself up on the table, she straddled Jane’s head, aimed the tip of the face dildo between her pussy lips, and let herself slowly sink down onto it.

Sensing that Jane was quite needy after having been bound there so long, Jessica unharnessed the strap-on and turned it around so the business end faced Jane’s crotch. As she’d expected Jane’s pussy was sopping wet, her short brown pubic hair soggy and matted, her labia puckered and hungry. Jessica began to manually fuck Jane with the strap-on as she moved up and down on the face dildo.

They had been at it for a few minutes when Marie appeared in the doorway. She watched for awhile, enjoying the looked of mingled pleasure and concentration on her mistress’s face, then noticed that Jessica appeared to be losing focus. Stepping forward, she took the strap-on from Jessica’s hand and resumed fucking Jane with it as Jessica sat up straight, resting her weight down fully onto the face dildo.

Kneeling down, Marie began to lick Jane’s clit while continuing to piston the dildo in and out of her. Now Celeste appeared at the door and sensed immediately where she was needed. She leaned down over Jane, extended her tongue, and touched it gently to Jessica’s clit.

That was all it took. Jessica began to spasm wildly, as did Jane. Marie and Celeste grinned at each other, feeling the satisfaction of a job well done.

When her orgasm had passed, Jessica rolled off and stood up as Marie started untying Jane. Once Jane was free all four of them worked together to tidy up as their guests settled in for the night.

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Jessica left Tara and Claire sprawled out on the bed, conscious if not exactly sentient. She walked out to the living room feeling energized and powerful, the shaft of her strap-on pointing the way.

The yoga class was now doing downward dog, naked asses thrust proudly into the air. Some of them were a little wobbly, but considering the hour and the amount of alcohol that had been consumed, most looked pretty good.

Jessica walked over behind Olivia, took hold of her hips, and pulled her up a few inches. In this position she was lifted way up on her fingers and toes, higher than she would have been able to go under her own power. Jessica moved one hand around under Olivia’s stomach to hold her up and used the other to explore the younger girl’s crotch. Olivia’s pussy was nice and wet — naked yoga tended to do that to a person.

Using her left hand to guide the dildo and her right to pry apart Olivia’s pussy lips, Jessica penetrated her swiftly and mercilessly. Olivia lost her balance and sank down onto her knees, letting out a piercing squal that drew every eye in the room.

Some looked at Olivia and some at Jessica, who appeared to be in a kind of frenzy, her blue eyes steely and fierce. Within five minutes she had reduced Olivia to a pile of quivering jelly on the living room floor and moved on to Ana, who was directly to Olivia’s right. And she would have gone on and fucked every woman in the room had her battery not run out just then.

She could have continued anyway, or she could have swapped out Magic for the second, identical strap-on she’d recently gotten. But the momentary hesitation seemed to snap her out of her trance. She realized that she’d had enough — she was tired and satisfied and had nothing left to prove to anyone.

After removing the strap-on Jessica joined the rest of the ladies for Shavasana. She lay there on the floor quiet and still, savoring each breath, managing for once the goal of clearing her mind of all distractions and irrelevancies.

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Jessica guided Claire and Tara into the living room, where Serena was leading an impromptu yoga class. There were about a dozen naked women doing Pigeon pose on the floor, which made for quite an interesting visual. Jessica paused to drink in the beautiful scene for a minute, then again grasped the two bound women’s arms and steered them down the hall.

The doorway to the spare bedroom was standing open, and as they passed Jessica looked in. Celeste was sitting at the far end of the bed with her back against the headboard. Stretched out on the bed with her head between Celeste’s spread legs was Sara Valentine, who in turn was being strap-on fucked by Jackie London.

Celeste looked at Jessica and waved. Jessica’s heart skipped a beat remembering that this gorgeous, sexy, sweet creature was now a permanent part of her life. She blew Celeste a kiss and winked before she resumed leading Tara and Claire to the bedroom.

Once they were there, Jessica eased the two girls down onto the bed on their sides. They were still wearing their overcoats, but Jessica arranged them so that all the important parts were exposed. It made for quite a lovely tableau, and Jessica took a mental snapshot before finding Magic and getting herself equipped.

She flipped the switch and began to touch the vibrating shaft to various parts of Claire and Tara’s bodies. They felt the soft buzzing against their sides, their butts, their tits, their necks. Then Jessica pushed the dildo briefly into each girl’s mouth, pressing the throbbing head against their tongues. They moaned and squirmed, now feeling an itch deep inside that they hoped Jessica would scratch for them.

Which of course she was quite happy to do. But who first? After looking back and forth between them a few times, unable to make up her mind, Jessica spotted a quarter on the bedside table. She picked it up and decided it would be heads for Claire, tails Tara.

The coin flip came up tails, so Jessica took hold of Tara’s left foot and lifted it into the air to reveal a hungry, glistening-wet pink slit. Before plunging in she reached down and pulled off the rags that were blindfolding the two girls; she wanted to see their eyes when she fucked them.

Spreading Tara’s pussy lips, Jessica slid the tip of the strap-on between them. Tara’s stomach quivered and she took a deep breath, her chest heaving. Then she licked her lips and cooed, “Mmmmmm.”

Claire, somewhat frustratingly, could do nothing but watch as Jessica started to fuck Tara in earnest. She figured that she’d get her turn, but it was hard not to be jealous as she watched Tara’s face contort in pleasure. Before long Tara cut loose with a scream loud enough to make Claire wince. But she was glad because now it was her turn; she raised her right leg as high in the air as she could and looked expectantly into Jessica’s eyes.

Claire looked so pathetically needy that Jessica couldn’t help teasing her a little bit. She pulled out of Tara and just stood there for a minute, flicking the tip of the dildo with her finger and watching it bob in the air. To Claire she said, “I don’t know, I think he’s getting kind of worn out.”

“Please,” whined Claire, stretching out the vowel sound for several seconds. “Please please please.”

“Well....” said Jessica. She looked at Tara. “What do you think, does she deserve it? Has she been good?”

Tara nodded. “I might even say great.”

“OK, then.” Getting down onto one knee, Jessica grasped Claire’s left ankle and opened her even wider, getting her legs farther apart then she could have on her own. Tara craned her head for a better look as Jessica trailed the soft tip of the dildo across Claire’s inner thigh and let it rest against the redhead’s puckered pussy lips.

With one decisive thrust of her hips Jessica impaled Claire on the thick shaft. Taken somewhat by surprise, Claire gasped and bit her lip, struggling to adjust to the sudden fullness. She braced herself against the bed with the hand underneath her and angled her hips to get better friction on her clit.

After that it took only a few quick thrusts to make her come. Jessica kept right on going and gave her a second, even stronger orgasm before returning her attention to Tara. She made Tara climax twice more before sliding the strap-on out of her and letting her catch her breath.

Jessica untied one of the belts binding Claire and Tara’s hands and they rolled over to face each other, kissing and pressing their tits together. A minute later they were 69ing as Jessica moved around, randomly filling their various holes.

For a stretch there time seemed to just stop; it was all just one long moment of pleasure. When it was over — it could have been five minutes later, it could have been fifty, Jessica couldn’t tell — Claire was laying on her side, breathing quietly, and Tara was on her back staring up at the ceiling. Suddenly Jessica remembered that there was still a party going on, and wondered what might be happening.

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Jessica and Marie ate each other furiously, almost desperately, like it was their first time together and might be their last. Nothing else in the world mattered except the two of them, clinging to each other, coming again and again.

When at last Jessica rolled off and sat up on the table, she saw that Claire and Tara had been standing there watching them, overcoats hanging open, touching themselves. She wasn’t quite sure how to react. Of course, she could hardly have expected privacy, fucking on the kitchen table in the middle of a party. And it was actually rather exciting to think that they’d been watched.

But some response seemed to be necessary. Jessica found herself moving without thinking, acting on instinct, making it up as she went along. She stood up and moved over to where Claire and Tara were, near the door. Wrapping an arm around each girl’s waist, she brought them together so that they were standing back to back. Then, pulling the belt from Claire’s coat, she wrapped it around Claire’s right arm and Tara’s left and pulled it tight.

She used the belt from Tara’s coat to tie their other arms, then fashioned a blindfold out of kitchen rags and tied it around both their heads. When she was finished they were a beast with two fronts and no back, blind and helpless, coats hanging open to reveal four breasts and two bushes.

Looking down at Claire’s nest of coiled red curls, Jessica decided that she wanted nothing more at that moment than to taste Claire’s pussy. So she dropped to her knees, pushed her nose into the downy orange fur, and thrust her tongue forward into the cleft between Claire’s pussy lips. Claire leaned back against Tara and opened her legs.

Marie sat up on one elbow, watching, as Jessica reached around and started finger-fucking Tara. She sighed, feeling a little exasperated; the two of them had been having a moment, then next thing you knew, Jessica was off playing with two new girls. Then again, this was one of the things Marie loved about Jessica — her voracious appetite and her willingness to indulge it. In any case, that was just how Jessica was, and there was nothing to be done about it.

After a few minutes Jessica stood up, slipped her robe on, and kissed Marie with lips coated in Claire’s sweet juices. She took hold of the compound creature that had formerly been Claire and Tara and began to lead it from the room, moving very slowly, as neither of them could see and one of them had to walk backwards. When they were gone Marie buttoned up her shirt and went back to cleaning up.

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After finishing her snack Jessica headed out again to the hot tub, where she found Tanya, Rebecca, and Rose soaking quietly, looking quite content and relaxed. She shed her robe and slid into the open space between Rebecca and Rose.

Sinking down into the warm water, Jessica looked over at Tanya, who was sitting back with a dreamy, faraway look on her face. Her life had changed in the last 24 hours, she was sure of that; she just didn’t know what her new life was going to be like yet. But at the moment, it was hard to be worried. She looked over at the beautiful young women sitting next to her, then over at Jessica, then up at the heavens.

Jessica followed Tanya’s gaze and let her head fall back, soaking in the sky full of stars, letting her mind wander. For a few minutes there she didn’t think about sex at all. And then Claire and Tara appeared, giggling, wearing overcoats with nothing underneath.

Tara held up and lit what appeared to be a big cigar; but when the first waft of smoke reached where Jessica was sitting, she could tell that it was something stronger. It smelled so good that when Claire took a puff and offered it to her, Jessica took it.

Alcohol was generally her drug of choice; she liked to stay in control, and she drank slowly and carefully. But she was in a celebratory mood, and it was New Year’s, so she said what the hell and took a deep drag.

She could tell right away that this was not your average weed; it tasted different and felt different. In fact it was rolled in tobacco and cut heavily with hash, and Jessica immediately felt lightheaded and tingly all over. She handed the blunt to Rebecca and exhaled a cloud of smoke that hovered briefly over the tub, then slowly floated away.

Looking over at Claire and Tara, Jessica realized that she hadn’t really gotten to know these two gorgeous creatures. Something was going to have to be done about that. But there was no hurry; the night was still relatively young.

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Leaning back against the side of the hot tub, Jessica flashed back to the early days of her affair with Marie. Back then she had lived every second in a state of heightened erotic awareness — constantly thinking about when she would next get to touch, kiss, or caress her young lesbian lover.

The fact that they had to be secretive, hiding their carryings-on from Jessica’s husband, just made things that much more exciting. In a way Jessica missed the special feeling of that era, the mixture of passion and danger. There was no way to recapture the purity of that time, she knew.

But then again, things were pretty good now. Suddenly missing Marie, Jessica climbed out of the hot tub and used a towel sitting nearby to dry off. As she did so she gazed over coquettishly at Tara and Claire, taking her time to make sure they got ample looks at her naked body.

Putting on her robe, Jessica walked toward the house, pausing when she came alongside the two girls in overcoats. “Are you guys having a good time?”

Tara and Claire looked at each other and giggled. “Are you kidding?” said Tara. “This is the best party I’ve ever been to in my life.”

“Good,” said Jessica. “Well, let me know if there’s anything you need. Anything at all.”

Entering the house through the kitchen, Jessica saw Marie facing away from her, loading dishes into the dishwasher. She was alone in the room, wearing nothing but a long flannel shirt that went down to where her butt met her thighs and a pair of warm wool socks. Latin music was drifting in from another part of the house and Marie was moving with the rhythm as she worked, wiggling her rear and sliding her feet across the linoleum floor.

After watching for a minute, Jessica sidled up from behind and wrapped her arms around Marie. The younger woman leaned back against her and they kissed, at first softly and tenderly, then with increasing passion as Jessica’s hands made their way underneath Marie’s shirt. For a minute it felt just like the old days, like a dammed river of desire being released.

Jessica cupped Marie’s breasts and pinched her nipples. Marie moaned into Jessica’s mouth and sagged back against her. Bracing herself to support the additional weight, Jessica whispered into Marie’s ear, “You’re so... fucking... hot.”

Wrapping one arm around Marie’s chest, Jessica trailed the other hand down the French girl’s soft belly, across her furry pelvis, and down between her legs. When Marie felt Jessica’s finger penetrating her, her legs gave way completely, and suddenly she found herself being lifted into the air and deposited onto the kitchen table.

Jessica reached down and began to slowly, almost ritualistically, unbutton Marie’s shirt. When the last button was undone the shirt fell open and Jessica looked Marie’s naked body up and down. In the years they’d been together, Marie had lost her baby fat and toned up with yoga and exercise. Her figure now described a perfect hourglass, with rounded boobs and hips offset by a narrow waist.

Pushing Marie back on to the table, Jessica leaned down to suck her nipples. The hard nubs pushed against Jessica’s tongue as the soft surrounding flesh melted in her mouth. Suddenly, somehow, it was like everything was new again; both of their hearts were pounding as Jessica made her way down Marie’s body, licking her hipbones, tonguing her navel, nuzzling into her pubic hair.

As Jessica spread Marie’s legs and began to nibble on her inner thighs, Marie untied the sash of Jessica’s robe and let it fall open. Marie’s hand slid between Jessica’s thighs as Jessica planted a kiss on Marie’s pussy lips, then pushed a finger inside her. It wasn’t long before Marie found herself looking up into Jessica’s crotch as they 69ed. Jessica adored Marie with all her heart, but there had to be no doubt about who was on top.

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On her way to the kitchen Jessica passed through the living room, where Janice had organized a game of “Name That Pussy.” Ella, Ana, Sara, Jackie, and Janice herself were lined up, naked, on the two couches. The two contestants in the game — currently Kat and Kelly — were on their knees, blindfolded, moving from one crotch to another, trying to guess by taste which one belonged to whom.

This was a highly entertaining spectacle, but Jessica’s stomach was screaming for attention, and she had a very specific craving for some leftover pizza that she knew was in the refrigerator. In the kitchen she found Olivia and Lexi licking whipped cream from Serena’s tits and thighs; she joined in for a quick taste before heading for the fridge.

After putting her pizza in the toaster oven Jessica headed for the dining room to see what was happening there. Jane had been bound to the dining room table with rope; Jessica could tell from the quality of the work that it had been Marie’s. After being tied Jane had been outfitted with a strap-on and a face dildo, making her basically a piece of furniture to be used by anyone so inclined. Right now Tara was bouncing up and down on the strap-on while Claire made use of the face dildo.

Marie was sitting back in a chair sipping a glass of white wine and watching the action. Jessica joined her for a minute, then remembered her pizza and went back to the kitchen. Lexi was now sitting on Serena’s face while Olivia was bent over eating Serena’s pussy. Jessica munched her pizza with one hand while reaching over to finger Olivia with the other. Olivia squealed and looked up momentarily from between Serena’s legs to smile at Jessica.

“You sure know how to throw a party,” she said, and returned her attention to the yoga teacher’s cunt.

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Just then Betty and Samantha walked up. In deference to their daughters’ presence, they had gotten dressed before coming in for the countdown, but their gowns were rumpled and cockeyed. Each held a glass of Champagne and they were both smiling mischievously.

“So, Jess,” said Samantha. “Everybody’s been talking about this new friend of yours.”

“You mean Celeste?” asked Jessica, looking over at the newest addition to her household, who was leaning against the wall near the fireplace talking to Ella and Serena. Despite being completely naked, Celeste had a natural dignity that Jessica found a little humbling. Her eyes remained glued on Celeste as Samantha responded.

“Well, yeah....” said Samantha. “She’s amazing, of course. But I was also talking about....” She mimed a penis dangling from her crotch.

“Oh, that’s right, you haven’t met Magic yet, have you?” Taking Betty and Samantha by the hand, Jessica began to lead the way to the the bedroom. As she passed by she nodded her head to indicate that Celeste should follow. Celeste excused herself in French and fell in behind.

Once they got to the bedroom, Jessica pulled Samantha’s dress up over her head and set it aside. She was naked underneath, as was Betty Ann, whose dress came off next.

Jessica located Magic, harnessed up, and encouraged Samantha and Betty to kneel and pay homage. She didn’t switch on the vibration yet; this part of the ritual was purely symbolic. The two naked women took turns licking and sucking the long, thick phallus, looking up at Jessica reverently.

When she felt sufficiently respected, Jessica found two pairs of handcuffs and cuffed Betty and Samantha’s hands behind their backs, then bent them forward over the bed. She spent a couple minutes slapping their rumps to get them warmed up, with Celeste lending a hand. Then she switched on and did an “Eenie meenie meinie moe” to see who was going to get it first.

Betty Ann was the winner. Jessica spread the redhead’s legs and touched the vibrating dildo to her inner thigh; Betty shivered and moaned quietly, opening her legs wider, pussy dripping with need. She trembled visibly as Jessica ran the tip of the strap-on up her leg to her crotch. Craning her neck for a better view, Samantha looked on as the head disappeared into Betty’s cunt.

Jessica took her time pushing all the way in. Betty’s mouth hung open and she was panting, letting out a long “Oh, God” that turned into a wordless moan. Betty sighed as Jessica slowly pulled the dildo out, then grunted as she slammed it home again. It didn’t take long for Betty to come, tensing and then relaxing, letting all her weight rest on the bed.

Now it was Samantha’s turn. She looked back over her shoulder with anticipation and a little apprehension as Jessica gripped the shaft of massive phallus and guided it toward Samantha’s pussy lips. Running a thumb along Samantha’s crevice to open her, Jessica grinned. It was so nice to have a wet, squirming, helpless woman beneath her; she took a few seconds to savor the moment.

When the time felt right, Jessica took hold of Samantha’s hips and penetrated her. Samantha gasped at the sudden sense of fullness, feeling the vibration from the strap-on being transmitted to her pussy and then to the rest of her body.

Jessica glanced over at Celeste, who immediately sensed what was wanted of her. She climbed onto the bed in front of Betty and Samantha and spread her legs wide. Raising her head, Betty stretched forward with her tongue extended to take a taste of Celeste’s pussy. It was so delicious that Betty was soon gobbling away with complete abandon, making Celeste writhe and moan as Jessica continued to pound into Samantha.

Sensing that Samantha was on the brink of orgasm, Jessica slowed the pace. The buzzing of the harness on her clit was having its effect, but it was building slowly, and she didn’t want Samantha to come before she did.

Taking hold of Betty and Samantha’s ponytails, Jessica pulled Betty’s head up from between Celeste’s legs and pushed Samantha’s down to take its place. For a minute Jessica stopped moving entirely, feeling the vibration from the strap-on pulsate through her, as Samantha took her turn eating Celeste’s pussy.

Soon Jessica could feel her own climax approaching. She hit Samantha with a couple short of strokes, and that did the trick — Jessica, Samantha, and Celeste all came at once. Betty, looking on, lightly touched her clit, and that was enough to start her spasming again.

For an interval they all were still, breathing and recovering. But Jessica wasn’t quite finished — she was feeling inspired. She laid Celeste down across Betty and Samantha’s naked backs. Moving to kneel on the edge of the bed, Jessica spread Celeste’s legs and let Magic come to rest on her pelvis. With all four of them touching, the vibration seemed to course through them all.

Taking the shaft of the dildo in her hand, Celeste arched her back and lifted her hips so she could get the head inside her; Jessica held her by the waist and gradually eased all the way in. Jessica assumed a slow, steady in and out rhythm as Betty intertwined one of her arms with one of Celeste’s; Samantha wrapped one arm around Celeste’s right leg; and they all moved together as one organism.

Jessica gazed down at Celeste. She had never looked quite so beautiful, Jessica thought, her face in a transport of ecstasy, eyes closed and mouth akimbo. Jessica stretched herself out and lay down atop Celeste, who was now pressed between Betty and Samantha underneath and Jessica on top. They shared a long, slow, searching kiss as Celeste wrapped all four limbs around Jessica, angling her hips to draw the dildo in even deeper.

When Celeste came it was like all four of them were coming, shaking together, moaning together. A second orgasm quickly followed, then a third, with Celeste digging her nails into Jessica’s back.

Finally Celeste exhaled deeply and released her grip on Jessica. Jessica reached down to switch off the strap-on, pulled out, and stood up, looking down happily at the pile of naked women before her. She unharnessed and sat Magic down on the bureau, swaying a little on her feet; she had expended a lot of energy and suddenly felt ravenously hungry.

Celeste opened her eyes, stretched, and yawned as if awakening from a long slumber. She smiled at Jessica with twinkling eyes and let out a satisfied sigh before rolling off Betty and Samantha, who both sat up on their haunches, hands still cuffed behind their backs. All three were moving slowly, satisfied smiles on their faces.

Jessica stomach growled audibly; she couldn’t wait another moment. Handing the handcuff key to Celeste, she put on her robe and went to look for something to eat.

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Jessica put on her bathrobe and went out to see how the party was progressing, leaving Rebecca and Rose to untie Tanya — or not, as they saw fit.

She felt like she was floating about a foot off the ground. Her assignation with Tanya — then with Rebecca and Rose too — had been one of the sexiest experiences of her life. And for her, that was saying something, given that she had devoted much of her time and considerable resources to the pursuit of sexual ecstasy. She sighed contentedly — her night could end right here and still be a rousing success.

Walking through the living room, where three different clusters of naked female bodies were writhing in erotic delirium, she felt like Hugh Hefner in her bathrobe. I should be smoking a pipe, she thought, but she didn’t have one. And anyway she had a rule against smoking in the house. She settled for another martini.

In the kitchen Jessica found Celeste sprawled out on the table with Janice eating her pussy. She leaned down to give Celeste a kiss, favored Janice with a wink, and headed out back to the hot tub.

There she found Marie, Jane, Betty, and Samantha having a soak, apparently having grown tired of the shenanigans inside. There was just enough room for Jessica to squeeze in between Jane and Marie, so she did. For awhile they all just sat there contentedly, with no one saying much. It was a beautiful night, the sky was full of stars, and all was right with the world.

Catching sight of the clock inside, Jessica saw that it was creeping up on midnight. She told Marie and Jane to open some bottles of Champagne and make sure that everyone got a glass.

Soon a crowd had gathered in the living room in anticipation of the countdown. Most of them were naked, a few were half-dressed, and three of the cheerleaders were still in uniform — though their uniforms were all askew.

When the time came, they all chanted the numbers together, then there was a loud cheer and much clinking of glasses. Looking around at the room full of beautiful women, Jessica found that her appetite had returned. She started trying to figure out what she wanted to do next.

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When the two girls each took of one of Tanya’s breasts into her mouth, Jessica let the vibrator fall against her thigh; she almost came just from that, she was so on edge. She decided that she’d better allow herself an orgasm if she was going to enjoy this. So as Rose moved to straddle Tanya’s head and Rebecca bent down between her legs, Jessica touched the vibe to her clit and immediately shuddered as a climax rippled through her.

Sighing, Jessica put the vibrator down, still buzzing, on the arm of her chair. For awhile she sat watching the scene in front of her, waiting for the need to return. It didn’t take long. She gestured for the girls to switch places, and they obeyed. Tanya was now eating Rebecca’s pussy — not that she knew that, necessarily — as Rose serviced her.

By touching the vibrator to her breasts, her belly, her thighs, and only occasionally her clit, Jessica was able to remain in a highly stimulated condition almost indefinitely. She didn’t let herself come again until Rebecca bent forward into 69 position and her tongue combined with Rose’s brought Tanya to another shivering orgasm.

After that it was time for a break. Jessica switched off her vibrator and sat it down. Rebecca and Rose climbed off the bed and Jessica kissed each one of them, thanking them for the fine entertainment.

Jessica pulled off Tanya’s blindfold and helped her to drink some water. Moving slow to give Tanya a chance to recuperate, Jessica took off her dress and hung it in the closet. Then she got Magic the strap-on from the drawer and harnessed up.

As Jessica’s behest, Rebecca and Rose dropped to their knees and began to lick and suck the enormous dildo. Tanya looked on incredulously, then somewhat panicked, as it dawned on her what was about to happen. She had never had anything that big inside her — her husband was average-sized, at best — and wasn’t sure she could handle it.

She tried to say something, to beg Jessica to spare her, but no words would come. All she could say was “I... I... I....”

Jessica walked over and touched a finger to her lips. “I know, sweetheart. It’s OK.”

Moving around to the foot of the bed,  Jessica smiled down at Tanya as she flipped the switch to start the strap-on vibrating, then let it rest on Tanya’s pelvis. It came up all the way past her navel and immediately she felt her body start to hum in rhythm with its vibration.

Tanya practiced her pranayama breathing as Jessica prodded her pussy lips with the thick tip of the dildo. She bit her lip and let out a little “Unh” as the head penetrated her; she already felt extremely full, it was hard to believe she could take much more.

“Relax, honey,” encouraged Jessica, taking hold of Tanya’s hips to get a better angle. “It goes better if you relax.”

Tanya tried to do as Jessica said; she ought to know what she was talking about, after all. Taking the deepest breath she could, Tanya exhaled slowly as Jessica pushed another inch in. In this way, moving a little with each breath, Jessica was eventually able to get the whole dildo inside her.

“Wow,” rasped Tanya. She felt full to bursting, but it was not painful, it was wonderful. Parts of her pussy that had never been touched were now being stimulated, and the subtle vibration added a delightful twist.

“Good girl,” said Jessica. She looked over at Rebecca and Rose, who had been watching raptly as Jessica impaled their benefactress. “Give her a hand, girls.” Rebecca and Rose clapped and whistled, making Tanya laugh, which caused the dildo inside her to jostle around, touching some entirely new parts of her womb.

Jessica slowly pulled the strap-on all the way out, then pushed it back in, a little less gently this time. Tanya had never been fucked while tied up before, and while it was a tad frustrating not to be able to move as she liked, it added a little extra frisson of excitement that she quite liked.

Using her strong core, Tanya moved her pelvis forward to meet each thrust and Jessica gradually sped up the rhythm. Rebecca and Rose came over and helpfully began to lick and suck Tanya’s tits as Jessica bore down on her, driving the dildo in with increasing forcefulness.

Expert that she was, Jessica was able to manage the rhythm of the fucking very precisely so they could come together. And they did. Jessica’s was nice, very nice — she felt pleasantly tingly from head to toe — but Tanya’s was something to behold. Her whole body went rigid, her arms and legs pulled at the restraints so hard that it looked like they were going to give way, and she let out a scream that actually hurt to hear.

The orgasm was so powerful that Tanya burst into tears. Jessica leaned down to kiss her, and Rebecca and Rose joined in, tasting the salt of her tears on their lips. Then she was laughing, laughing so hard her whole body shook.

“What’s so funny?”

“Me,” said Tanya. “I used to think that things like this were bad. What an idiot.”

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Leaving Tanya in the bedroom, Jessica set out in search of Rose and Rebecca. In the process, she fixed herself an extra-large martini and checked in on how the party was going.

In the living room, the five cheerleaders were drunkenly building a human pyramid with a small crowd gathered around them. As Jessica watched, the pyramid wobbled and then collapsed, spilling the girls into a tangled pile of limbs. Kat landed with her head near Ana’s crotch; in the fall Ana’s skirt had ridden up, and since they had all taken off their panties before starting the pyramid, this meant her exposed pussy was just inches from Kat’s face.

Taking advantage of the situation, Kat craned her neck and burrowed her head between Ana’s legs. Ana, in turn, lifted Olivia’s skirt and spread her legs. Soon a full-on cheerleader orgy was underway.

In the dimly-lit dining room, the table had been moved against one wall to create a dance floor. Marie had put on some dub reggae and was dancing slowly with Celeste, Ella, Sara, and Serena. The smell in the air indicated that they had been partaking in some ganja. The heat had been cranked up and all five were topless, their breasts beading with sweat as they swayed in rhythm with the music.

Jessica found Rebecca and Rose in the hot tub with Jane and Jackie. After talking with the four of them for a minute, Jessica politely asked Rebecca and Rose to come with her. The girls wrapped themselves in towels and followed her into the house, Jessica explaining on the way what she wanted them to do. They both nodded enthusiastically.

Back in the bedroom, Tanya had gotten hot under the covers, and was laying there naked with all four limbs stretched out wide. She had to some extent returned to her senses, but still felt as if she were in the middle of a dream. So it was perhaps unexpected, but not really surprising, when Rebecca and Rose bound her hands and feet to the bedposts with leather restraints.

Rebecca and Rose dropped their towels as Jessica sat down to watch, grabbing a vibrator from the bedside table. After all that had happened that night, her pussy was absolutely soaked and dying for attention. At the last moment, Jessica decided that it would be better if Tanya was blindfolded; she quickly took care of that, then returned to her seat.

Taking up positions on either side of Tanya, Rebecca and Rose leaned down and the three of them shared a kiss. Jessica switched on her vibrator as she watched their lips and tongues meet.

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After the movie, the atmosphere in the house had taken on a definite sexual charge. Jessica saw erect nipples everywhere, and you could practically smell wet pussy in the air. She knew it was just a matter of time until things got wild.

Celeste was surrounded by a coterie of admirers, telling a story with Ella translating. Jessica met her eyes and tried to communicate the message that she was free to do as she pleased, to enjoy herself as she saw fit.

Jessica saw that Rebecca and Rose had drifted into the backyard, where some of the cheerleaders were passing a joint around. They’d certainly adapted to their new milieu in a hurry.

Tanya was sitting alone, looking a little dazed, clearly overwhelmed by what she was experiencing. She suddenly found herself in a whole new world she’d never known existed, and while it was certainly exciting — her panties were completely drenched — it was also disorienting.

Jessica walked up to Tanya and, without a word, offered her hand. Tanya looked up into Jessica’s eyes. There was such a powerful presence there, such a magnetism. Jessica knew exactly what she wanted, and like so many before her, Tanya was powerless to resist. She found herself taking Jessica’s hand and standing up. Jessica led her to the bedroom and closed the door behind them.

Taking a deep breath, Jessica told herself to take it slow with Tanya; she’d been thinking about this for a long time and wanted to savor every second. For awhile they just kissed, then Jessica reached around and squeezed Tanya’s ass with both hands. Tanya moaned into Jessica’s mouth, feeling her already wet pussy begin to dribble liquid down her thighs.

Jessica pulled off Tanya’s top and pressed both palms against Tanya’s breasts through her bra. They were more than handfuls, with erect nipples pushing urgently against the fabric. Jessica unhooked the bra and slowly pushed the straps down Tanya’s shoulders until it fell off and dropped to the floor.

Tanya’s tits were every bit as amazing as Jessica had imagined while staring at them in yoga class — big, round, and firm, with dark brown nipples just begging for attention. Jessica bent down to take one into her mouth, caressing it with her tongue, then gently squeezing it between her teeth.

At this point Tanya’s knees were starting to feel weak, and sensing this, Jessica held her by the waist and eased her down so she was sitting on the bed. Tanya exhaled and felt herself relax — she could tell she was in good hands. Before this, she’d only been with young girls; a grown woman, especially one as experienced and in control as Jessica, was something else altogether.

As she moved to suck Tanya’s other nipple, Jessica let herself sink down onto one knee. She reached down to caress Tanya’s calves — they were exquisitely soft on the surface, with firm muscle tone underneath.

Jessica kissed and licked her way down Tanya’s sternum to her belly button. There was a strong smell of female arousal drifting up from between Tanya’s legs, and Jessica was starting to run out of patience. She put her hands on Tanya’s knees and opened them slightly, sitting back onto her haunches. Their eyes met; Jessica’s were kind but unyielding, Tanya’s wide and compliant.

Taking hold of the hem of Tanya’s skirt, Jessica lifted it to reveal a pair of black lace panties with a little pink bow on top. They were cute, but they were going to have to go. Jessica hooked her fingers into the waistband on either side and began to pull; Tanya reflexively lifted her hips.

Tanya had a heart-shaped nest of black pubic hair that disappeared between the cleft of her legs. Jessica parted those legs and sighed. However many conquests she made, the sight of a new pussy was always special. Tanya’s was perfect: pink and glistening, and open like a flower.

Standing, Jessica leaned down and kissed Tanya forcefully on the mouth. She slowly let her weight fall forward, pressing Tanya down onto the bed, pushing one knee up into Tanya’s crotch. Tanya began to hump Jessica’s thigh as they kissed passionately, mouths gaping and tongues thrusting. Jessica reached down to lift the hem of her dress so she could feel Tanya’s wet pussy grinding against her leg.

Breaking the kiss, Jessica spun Tanya around, put a pillow under her ass to lift her hips, and spread her legs. They were both breathing heavily as Jessica explored Tanya’s inner thighs; like her calves, they were smooth but strong. Tanya arched her back, pushing her crotch toward Jessica, and Jessica couldn’t wait another second; she took hold of Tanya’s hips and began to tongue-fuck her hard and fast.

“Oh, God,” moaned Tanya, gripping the bedclothes with both hands as Jessica pleasured her, mixing penetration with soft licks and nibbles. Jessica took her time getting to Tanya’s clit, and when she did, Tanya came immediately and violently. Jessica had always suspected that a deep passion lurked beneath Tanya’s goody-two-shoes demeanor, and she was not disappointed; the deep-throated howl of ecstasy that emerged from Tanya’s chest seemed to rattle the windows.

But Jessica wasn’t done; she’d brought her A game today, and she intended to use it. For the next half-hour she kept Tanya in a state of controlled ecstasy, using fingers, lips, and tongue to keep her constantly on the brink of orgasm, then sending her over again and again.

Afterward Tanya lay there completely stupefied. Jessica pushed the hair off her face and pulled a blanket over her; she smiled up weakly and stretched. “Don’t move,” said Jessica, but she needn’t have said anything. Tanya wasn’t going anywhere.

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For a while Jessica was content to sit back and watch the party unfold, drinking in the sight of all the lovely ladies, seeing who was talking to whom, and imagining interesting combinations. Her pussy was at a low level of pleasantly tingling warmth — she had no real feeling of urgency, but a strong sense of possibility.

Ana, recognizing Tanya from the video store, approached her and struck up a conversation. Tanya was shy at first, embarrassed; she figured that Ana, having seen her with Rebecca and Rose, was in on her secret. But then again, Ana was here at this all-girl party wearing a cheerleader uniform — obviously she was not going to be judgmental.

After a few minutes, Tanya and Ana were laughing and carrying on like old friends. Seeing this, Jessica decided to keep an eye on them — she intended to have Tanya for herself, at least for starters.

Then she decided that it was time for the world premiere of their little cinematic opus. She turned off the music and gathered everyone around the big screen. The five cheerleaders sat on the floor in front, and everyone else managed to find a seat with an angle on the screen.

Jessica stood at the back, feeling surprisingly nervous. She knew that the movie was good — she and Celeste had watched it during their siesta that afternoon, and it had gotten both of them very hot and bothered. But it was still anxiety-producing to put anything you’d created in front of an audience.

She was especially interested in seeing Tanya’s reaction. It was a little risky putting this explicit video of Jessica’s three servants in front of Tanya, who was still so new to all this. Would it scare her, make her run screaming from the house? Well, it was too late now, the movie was starting.

In its finished form the movie was about a half-hour long, and Jessica spent most of that time studying the faces of the women watching. Everyone’s eyes seemed to be riveted to the screen, including Tanya’s. But a few times Jessica saw Tanya look away from the action and seek out Marie, Jane, and Celeste, connecting the faces in the room to the faces onscreen.

At one point Tanya saw Jessica watching her and turned beet red, turning her eyes back to the screen, where Marie was sitting on Jane’s face as Celeste licked her cunt.

When the movie ended there was a deafening round of applause, then a standing ovation. The director and the cast glowed with delight, coming together to take a bow.

Of course every pair of panties in the house was soaked by now. Jessica put the music back on and got ready to take advantage of the situation.

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Guests arriving at Jessica’s party were greeted by the sight of a table full of delicious-looking food, everything from homemade sushi and crab rolls to ceviche and puff pastry. Across from that table was another table containing Marie and Jane, who were bent over naked, bound, and ball-gagged.

Jessica had written the word “Disobedient” on Marie’s back in lipstick, and on Jane’s, the word “Sluts.” On the table next to them were a selection of instruments of punishment — a flogger, the tawse, a paddle, and two riding crops, along with a handwritten sign saying “Help yourself.”

Kat, Kelly, Olivia, Ana, and Lexi arrived as a group. They had all been hanging out together that afternoon, and when Kat suggested that they wear their cheerleader uniforms to the party, everyone enthusiastically agreed. Jessica was absolutely delighted to see the five 18-year-old cheerleaders walk into her living room; not a bad way to get a party started.

Jessica saw the girls looking over at Jane and Marie, and said, “I’d appreciate it if each of you would give them at least one good smack. The bitches will never learn to behave if they aren’t punished.”

The cheerleaders happily obliged, first Lexi, then Ana and Olivia. Kat and Kelly were each wielding a riding crop when their mothers walked in. Betty and Samantha shared a brief look of concern — were they possibly not making the best parenting decisions? Then they shrugged and laughed; it was a little late to be worried about that now. Grinning wickedly, Kat and Kelly handed their crops to their mothers.

It suddenly went quiet in the room when Celeste walked in carrying a tray of drinks. She was wearing a tight red dress and looked absolutely ravishing. For the cheerleaders and the two mothers, this was their first exposure to Celeste, and Jessica could see that they were all stunned by what they beheld. Jessica felt her juices begin to flow as she thought about the possibilities the night held.

Claire and Tara were the next to arrive. Olivia had texted them to let them know that this was a party they didn’t dare miss, and seeing the two bound girls and the gaggle of cheerleaders, they knew immediately that she hadn’t steered them wrong. Tara grabbed the paddle and Claire the tawse, and they each laid a couple of token blows on Jane and Marie, whose rumps were glowing a pale red by now.

Tara whispered a few words to Claire, who nodded. Both were amazed by all the beautiful women at the party; it was like being at Mimi’s, except that the vibe was different — less fraught, more joyful. Even the two bound women looked happy. You could see in their eyes that they knew they were exactly where they belonged.

Jaws dropped all around when Serena walked in, looking stately and gorgeous in a white gown that seemed like it had been painted on. With her was Annalise, who had a big, goofy smile on her face. She could hardly believe that she was arriving at this party with this amazing creature. Jessica greeted them with hugs and kisses, again encouraging them to help with Jane and Marie’s punishment.

Annalise picked up the flogger and Serena a riding crop. Annalise flogged Marie softly, almost caressingly. Serena landed three good, hard blows that made Jane gasp, then sat down the crop and went to find something to drink. Annalise dropped the flogger and followed her.

They had just walked away when Jackie and Sara appeared — Jackie in jeans and a T-shirt, Sara in a strapless black cocktail dress that made her look like a movie star. Both of them were more than willing to participate in the punishment, especially Sara, who laid into Marie so hard and for so long that Jessica almost moved to stop her. When Sara was done, Jessica decided that Jane and Marie had had enough — and besides, Celeste was the only one serving drinks, and she was falling behind.

When they were released, Marie and Jane rubbed their sore spots gratefully, and Jessica told them to go get dressed. She had already picked out outfits for them from among the recently acquired lingerie. Soon music was playing, the alcohol was flowing, and the party had started in earnest.

Janice and Ella arrived fashionably late, each of them bearing two bottles of Champagne. One of Janice’s bottles was almost empty, and as a result the two of them were already in full-on party mode. They jumped right into the center of things, dancing with Ana and Olivia as a heavy bassline reverberated through the room.

The last arrivals were Rebecca, Rose, and Tanya. Jessica watched them enter from across the room, curious how Tanya would react to what she saw. She saw Tanya looking around, noting that there were only women there, seeing the instruments of punishment on the table, checking out the cheerleaders and the scantily-clad Jane and Marie.

Tanya didn’t know quite what to make of all this, and for a moment she had the impulse to bolt. She sensed that more was afoot here than your basic New Year’s party, and wondered what she had gotten herself into. But Rebecca and Rose had already disappeared into the crowd, so Tanya took a deep breath and tried to relax into the moment.

Jessica crossed the room and gave Tanya a welcoming hug. “I’m so glad you came,” she said. “It’s going to be a really fun night.”

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After breakfast Jessica, Jane, Marie and Celeste headed over to the yoga studio for the 11:00 class. This was the first time Jessica had ever seen Celeste in yoga clothes — possibly the first time she’d ever worn yoga clothes in her life, other than trying them on in the store. She looked absolutely scrumptious, and Jessica was tempted to skip class and do a few poses at home, then strip those yoga clothes right off again. But she had been feeling tight lately and knew that the class would be good for her.

This being New Year’s Eve day, the class was very crowded and Jessica saw a lot of familiar faces. Serena was teaching and Annalise was in the front row. Kat and Kelly were there with their mothers, and over in one corner were Jackie London and Sara Valentine. Just as the class started, Tanya, Rebecca, and Rose arrived together; all three of them were positively glowing, Jessica noticed.

After class everyone mingled and chatted. Jessica had always liked the fact that this studio catered exclusively to women; it made for a very warm and nurturing environment, and obviously it suited her personal predilections.

While Tanya was occupied talking to Serena, Rebecca came over to Jessica and whispered in her ear, giving her a quick summary of what had happened the night before. Jessica smiled — the door was open, who knew where this might lead? She looked over at Tanya’s magnificent body, which the yoga clothes showed off to stunning effect, and imagined the fun she might have with it.

Before leaving, Jessica talked to Tanya and made her promise to come to the party that night, and to bring Rebecca and Rose. Back at home, she immediately set Jane and Marie to work in the kitchen, giving them a long list of things she wanted them to make. At first they had Celeste helping them, but after about an hour Jessica pulled her away and took her to the bedroom for a “nap.”

Between yoga class that morning and thinking about what was going to happen that night, Jessica had worked herself into quite a state. But after a nice long siesta with Celeste, she felt thoroughly refreshed. When she put on a bathrobe and went to the kitchen for a cold drink, she found Marie leaning back against the stove with her eyes closed. Jane was on her knees licking Marie’s pussy. Around them the kitchen was in complete disarray, with half-finished dishes everywhere.

Jessica watched for just a minute before barking, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Marie’s eyes flew open, and the look in Jessica’s eyes told her they were in serious trouble. In her heart she felt completely justified — it was hardly fair for Jessica and Celeste to have an afternoon delight while she and Jane did all the work. But she knew that Jessica wouldn’t see it that way, and it was Jessica’s viewpoint that mattered.

“There will be a price to be paid for this,” said Jessica, waving a finger. “But there’s no time for that right now. Get back to work this second.” Jane stood up, face wet with pussy juice, and they got back to cooking.

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Something about that morning’s yoga class had made everyone who attended it horny. Annalise was constantly fondling Serena as they drove home, and at one point Serena almost drove off the road when Annalise touched her clit through her yoga pants. In front of Annalise’s house they ran into Lexi, who was just coming home from a walk. Annalise invited Lexi inside for a cup of tea, and within 15 minutes the three of them were fucking in the living room.

Kat and Kelly made a beeline for Kelly’s house, where they locked themselves in Kelly’s bedroom and tore each other’s clothes off. Betty and Samantha, likewise, headed to the Bowman house, where they smoked a roach that Samantha had been saving for a special occasion. It felt like a special occasion — and after all, it was New Year’s Eve. Afterward they had a long, leisurely 69.

Jackie and Sara had been planning to go out to brunch, but after yoga Sara insisted on going straight home. The moment they got in the door she said, “God, I was so bad in yoga class. The whole time all I could think of was fucking that yoga teacher. She’s so hot.”

Jackie honestly didn’t mind if Sara fantasized about Serena; she was hot, and Jackie wasn’t jealous that way. But Sara liked her to act jealous, and she could tell that Sara was itching for a spanking. So Jackie indulged her, tying Sara’s hands behind her back, bending her over, and pulling her yoga pants down to her knees. Smacking Sara’s rump, Jackie got into character, spitting out one word with each blow: “You’re — such — a — fucking — slut — I — can’t — believe — it.” Sara moaned helplessly, begging her to stop, then begging for more.

After being spanked Sara usually like to be strap-on fucked, and again Jackie indulged her. When she’d been attended to Sara got on on her knees and licked Jackie’s pussy as a reward for a job well done.

Meanwhile, Tanya was still having mixed emotions about what had happened the previous night. On the one hand, she know that it was deeply sinful and wrong on many levels. Not only had she committed adultery, she had done it with not one but two young women who had been entrusted to her care. This was so unlike her that she didn’t quite know how to process it. What if her husband found out? He would probably divorce her, and he’d be right to do it.

On the other hand, there was no way for her to deny that it had been probably the most pleasurable night of her life. She felt a throbbing between her legs just thinking about it. She’d had orgasm after orgasm, experiencing a kind of ecstasy that she hadn’t known existed. She’d always thought of sex as a wifely duty — she didn’t mind it, but she did it more for her husband than for herself. What she’d experienced with the two girls was something else altogether.

She’d slept like a baby and woken up still vibrating with pleasure. At breakfast she’d had a hard time meeting Rose and Rebecca’s eyes, ashamed that she’d violated their trust and shown herself to be so wicked and depraved. But when she looked at them, they seemed livelier and bubblier than she’d ever seen them. They clearly felt that there was nothing for any of them to be ashamed of. Tanya had been trying to talk herself into taking the same attitude, but it didn’t come naturally to her.

Tanya always went to yoga on Sunday mornings, and when the two girls asked to come along, Tanya could hardly refuse. It felt strange to be in public knowing that she and the two younger women — who set up on either side of her — had been sexually intimate. But it was also thrilling to have such a naughty secret.

When Jessica invited her to the New Year’s party, Tanya hesitated. Jessica had a mysterious and somewhat intimidating aura about her, and Tanya intuited that a party hosted by Jessica might be quite different from the kind of party she was used to. But Rose, who was standing next to her, was immediately and wildly enthusiastic about the idea, and after the previous night Tanya was feeling inclined to try new things. So she told Jessica they’d be there.

When they got back from yoga class, Tanya found herself incredibly aroused. She felt so wet between the legs that she was worried it must be showing, but a quick visual check of her crotch reassured her.

Rebecca and Rose were in a similar state. Both were sporting clearly erect nipples, and Tanya could just sense their excitement; the sexual tension among the three of them was palpable. But though Tanya’s heart and pussy were ready to go, her conscience wouldn’t let her relax into the moment. Instead, she picked up the movie they’d watched the night before and announced that she was headed to the video store. Before Rebecca and Rose could object or make a move to follow her, she was out the door and on her way.

The clerk at the video store was the same as the one the previous night, with the nametag reading “Ana,” and she smiled when Tanya handed over the DVD of Blue Is the Warmest Color. “How was it?” she asked.

“Um....” Tanya felt herself flushing bright crimson. “Interesting. Very interesting.”

When she got back home, Tanya could hear soft, feminine moans coming from the back of the house. For a minute she stood frozen in place; her inner prude was screaming “Get out of here, get away from this,” but she couldn’t move. And then slowly, inexorably, she found herself moving toward the source of the sounds as if pulled by a magnetic field.

She gradually inched her way down the hall, and then she turned the corner and was looking in the open door of Rose and Rebecca’s room. Rebecca was laying back on the bed with her legs spread and Rose’s head between them. Rose’s butt was in the air and from this angle her gaping pink pussy was clearly visible.

Rebecca and Tanya’s eyes met, and Rebecca jerked her head to indicate “Come join us.” Tanya tried to hold back, but her resistance crumbled almost instantly. Within seconds she was jabbing her tongue between Rose’s labia from behind.

Dear Readers

So here’s the plan: over the next few months there will be 9 new chapters of “Housewives and Cheerleaders” that will take us through the beginning of the new year, both in the story and in real life. After that “H&C” will go on hiatus for awhile so I can work on something else — maybe I’ll revisit “Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta,” or maybe it’ll be something completely new.

When I started “H&C” back in 2010, I didn’t expect it to become the long, tangled saga it has become, nor did I expect it to absorb 6 years of my life. I plan to come back to it at some point, but for the moment it’s time for a break.

In the meantime, are there any characters you’d like to see more of? Are there any plotlines you’d like to see resolved? I feel like I’ve tied up most of the loose ends, but I might have missed something. I’m always happy to hear from you via comments on this blog or by email — adonlibere(at)gmail.com.

All the best, and thanks again for reading,

AL

P.S. Be sure to check out my ongoing series on Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/65600766-dominated-by-stepdaughter

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Tara leaned back, still holding Olivia’s pigtails, and let her legs splay open. She gasped as Olivia’s tongue entered her, and looked out at the sea of faces below. She could hardly believe she was doing this, but there was no denying that her pussy was as wet as it had ever been.

Claire pulled her dress up over her head and off. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath except an enormous black strap-on, which she took in one hand and pointed toward the crowd. Grinning devilishly, she put a finger to her mouth to indicate silence, and moved over behind Olivia.

Olivia, her head buried in Tara’s crotch, was genuinely surprised when she felt the dildo push into her; they hadn’t worked out all the details ahead of time. She looked back over her shoulder at Claire, wide-eyed, her mouth formed into a perfect “O.” But then Tara tugged again on the pigtails, guiding Olivia’s head back between her legs.

Tara now gripped Olivia’s shoulders, grinding her pussy into Olivia’s face as Claire repeatedly slammed the strap-on home. This went on until Tara finally climaxed, whereupon she again took hold of Olivia’s pigtails, this time to pull her away.

Claire pulled out and Olivia — whose hands were still cuffed behind her back — had to sit back on her haunches to avoid losing her balance. From this position she really looked out at the audience for the first time. A sea of female faces were watching them raptly, every eye riveted on the stage. Clearly, their little show was having an effect. She saw one woman cupping another’s breasts from behind. Others were openly touching themselves; one had lifted her skirt, another had unbuttoned her jeans.

Claire and Tara, meanwhile, had switched places, Claire handing Tara the strap-on and sitting down in the chair when Tara vacated it. When Olivia turned back around, she was staring right into Claire’s glistening-wet, red-hair-fringed pussy. She licked her lips; it looked absolutely delicious, and Olivia knew that every woman watching wished they were in her place.

Olivia leaned forward and ran her tongue up the length of Claire’s slit, then kissed Claire’s clit and nuzzled her nose into the soft nest of pubic curls. She felt Tara’s hands on her hips, then bit her lip as the head of the dildo penetrated her. Soon she was lapping away eagerly at Claire’s cunt as Tara pounded into her from behind.

One of Tara’s hands slid down underneath Olivia, squeezed her breasts and nipples, traced down her belly, and crept between her legs. When Tara began to stroke her clit, Olivia could feel her orgasm approaching, but she tried to hold it off until she could finish with Claire. She focused on the unsexiest things she could think of while keeping her tongue moving.

When Claire began to spasm, clamping Olivia’s head between her thighs, Olivia let herself go. A wave of the purest ecstasy washed over her, permeating her from head to toe; she went completely limp. When Claire released her grip, Tara took hold of the chain connecting Olivia’s handcuffs to keep her from toppling over. As a loud round of applause sounded, Olivia blinked her eyes as if just waking up.

Standing, Claire helped Olivia to her feet, then eased her down into the chair. Claire and Tara had just knelt down between her spread legs when the curtain went down.

The ovation was thunderous. The three performers grinned at each other, glowing with post-orgasmic bliss and the excitement of what they’d just done. They were bonded together now in a new and different way.

Donna appeared from the wings, key in hand, and uncuffed Olivia. A minute later the curtain went up again and the three naked girls stood hand-in-hand with Olivia in the middle. They took a big bow to a chorus of cheers, whistles, and whoops. Then the curtain descended once more and they made their way down the hallway, still nude, to locate their street clothes.

After dressing they headed for the front door, in the process once again passing through the ballroom. The music had started again, and the party had started to transform into a general orgy; there was naked dancing, and clusters of bodies writhing left and right. But Claire, Tara, and Olivia agreed that they were done here; they weaved a serpentine path through the crowd toward the exit.

At a table that had been set up in the corner they saw Mimi, sitting smoking a small cigar, leaning back against the wall. Under the table a blond head bobbed between her legs. She locked eyes with Claire, then with Tara, then with Olivia. She inclined her head slightly toward each one, but no one attempted to speak over the loud background music. There was nothing to be said anyway; their business was concluded, at least for now.

Outside, they all piled into Claire’s car. It was freezing in there and they sat rubbing their hands together, teeth chattering, until the car finally warmed up. Then they made their way to Claire’s apartment, where they talked, laughed, drank, and fucked until dawn.

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Rose shivered visibly when Tanya’s tongue touched her, and Rebecca felt a sympathetic vibration between her own legs. She reached down to touch herself as Tanya began, somewhat awkwardly, to lick Rose’s pussy. There was a look of intense concentration on Tanya’s face; she wanted very sincerely to make Rose happy. Rebecca saw Rose’s petals part as Tanya’s tongue slid between them, saw a look of dreamy distraction come over Rose’s face.

For awhile time seemed to stop; it was quiet in the room with Tanya’s head bobbing up and down, back and forth as Rebecca watched with bated breath, fingering herself with one hand. The spell was broken when Tanya found Rose’s clit and she came explosively, body contorting as she gripped Tanya’s head between her thighs.

When Rose released her Tanya sat up and looked over at Rebecca as if seeking the younger woman’s approval. Stepping forward, Rebecca took Tanya’s chin in her hands and leaned down to kiss her, relishing the familiar taste of Rose’s pussy on her lips.

They changed positions as if choreographed, Rose standing up from the bed and Rebecca taking her place. Rebecca leaned back, letting her legs fall open, ready to receive the reward that she had earned.

* * *

Meanwhile, over at Mimi’s, Claire, Tara, and Olivia were getting ready to go on stage. There was a loud clamor coming from the waiting crowd, and Olivia found herself wondering what she’d gotten herself into. Her plan for the night had involved a little burglary, sure, and some sabotage — but not participating in a live sex show. Here she was, though, pussy throbbing as she anticipated what was about to happen.

They’d spent most of the last hour hashing out what they were going to do, then raiding Mimi’s extensive storeroom for an appropriate wardrobe. Mimi had wanted them to re-enact the photo shoot that had been the cause of this whole dustup — something that many of the women in the audience were already familiar with — but they rejected that idea out of hand. They discussed several different concepts but in the end decided on a scenario that Claire devised based on a dream she’d once had.

Olivia was dressed in a white blouse, white skirt, and white knee socks. Her hair was done up in pigtails, making her look even younger than she actually was. Claire and Tara were both wearing frilly, old-fashioned gowns that were tight around the waist and showed off their cleavage to nice effect. They had even enlisted Donna, the security guard, in the effort; she stood next to Olivia in her uniform, idly twirling a pair of handcuffs.

Mimi appeared and told Claire and Tara to take their places. They were sitting on matching plush chairs at stage right, fanning themselves, when the curtain went up. Donna, meanwhile, cuffed Olivia’s hands behind her back and picked up a handful of flowers that Mimi had sat down next to her.

From the audience’s perspective Donna and Olivia entered from the right, Donna leading the handcuffed girl with one hand, holding the flowers in the other. She steered Olivia across the stage and they stood in front of Tara and Claire.

“I found this one picking flowers out by the creek,” she said. “Again.”

Claire shook her head. “You just don’t learn, do you?” she said. Olivia looked down at the floor, refusing to meet Claire’s eyes or respond. “Leave her to us,” she said to Donna, who nodded and exited after sitting the flowers down on a table.

Standing, Claire walked over to Olivia, opened her blouse, and pinched each of her nipples. After slapping each breast and watching it jiggle, Claire spun Olivia around and bent her over the table. In this position her head was just inches away from the pile of flowers, which were a random assortment of different colors and varieties. “Whose flowers are these?” barked Claire.

“Yours, ma’am,” answered Olivia meekly.

“Goddamn right,” said Claire. “And what are you going to give me in return?”

“I... um...” stuttered Olivia. “Any... anything you want, ma’am.”

“You better believe it,” said Claire. She picked up a pink carnation and pushed the stem into Olivia’s mouth; Olivia obediently bit down on it, looking up meekly.

Tara, meanwhile, had picked up two riding crops that were leaning against the wall. She handed one to Claire, who reached down to lift Olivia’s skirt, revealing white cotton panties — which Claire now pulled down around the younger woman’s knees. “After you,” she said to Tara.

“No, after you,” insisted Tara.

“On three, then.” They positioned themselves on either side of Olivia, and when Claire counted three, they each brought their crop down on the nearest butt cheek. Olivia yelped and trembled. After that they began alternating blows, first Claire, than Tara, then Claire. The audience cheered and clapped every time one of the crops landed on Olivia’s rump; this egged them on, making them hit a little harder than they would have otherwise.

When Olivia’s ass was glowing a nice, warm red Claire and Tara dropped their crops. Tara pulled Olivia’s panties all the way down and off and kicked her feet apart so her legs were spread wide and her weight rested entirely on the table.

It was quiet in the room suddenly, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen next. As a result, when Claire and Tara started to finger Olivia the squishing sounds that her pussy made were clearly audible, as were her soft, whimpering moans.

Tara fed Olivia fingers covered in her own juice as Claire dropped to her knees and penetrated the Asian girl with her tongue. Olivia’s moans grew deeper and louder and the crowd seemingly exhaled as one, murmurs of excitement rippling through the room. Playing to the crowd, Tara did a striptease, first revealing her breasts and pushing each one into Olivia’s mouth. Then she wriggled out of her dress and teasingly pulled off her panties.

Sitting down in one of the chairs at stage right, Tara spread her legs and began to touch herself as she watched Claire tongue-fuck Olivia. Soon Olivia had a massive, quivering orgasm, drawing a round of applause from the audience — surprising Olivia, who had closed her eyes and forgotten where she was and what she was doing, lost completely in a world of pleasure.

Claire stood Olivia up, led her over to where Tara sat, and pushed her down onto her knees. Olivia hesitated, suddenly aware of all the people looking at her. How had she come to be in this position — bound, exposed, performing depraved sexual acts for an audience of strangers?

Growing impatient, Tara took hold of Olivia’s pigtails and used them to pull Olivia’s head down into her crotch. Olivia had no choice but to stick her tongue out and get to work, and once she did, she discovered that Tara’s cunt was incredibly creamy and delicious. She began to lick it enthusiastically, again forgetting that anyone was watching.

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Tanya had put on pajamas and gone to bed, but there was no way she was going to be able to sleep. Her mind was much too busy processing what had happened over the last few hours, and trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Plus she could hear moans from the living room — first those coming from the TV, and later those coming from the two real live girls.

She had always been bi-curious, though she never would have thought to put it in those words. All she knew was that she sometimes found herself appreciating the beauty, the grace, the sweet softness of other women, and feeling a vague desire to get to know them more intimately. But she had always crammed these thoughts deep down inside and assumed they’d stay there.
 

Tonight she could no longer ignore them. After tossing and turning for more than an hour Tanya had found herself standing up from the bed and walking to the door. She’d moved without thinking, as if in a trance, down the hall. Standing in the doorway leading to the living room, in the flickering light from the TV screen, she saw Rose on her knees in front of the couch, face buried in Rebecca’s pussy.

Rebecca and Tanya looked at each other thoughtfully. There were no more secrets now, no more half-truths; all the cards were on the table. Slowly, inexorably, Tanya was drawn forward until she stood right next to Rebecca. Her knees were just inches from Rose’s shoulder but Rose, preoccupied, hadn’t yet seen her.

Looking back on it later, Tanya would think about that moment. She still could have changed her mind, gone back to bed, tried to pretend that whole evening had never happened. Maybe her life would have gone on more or less the same way it had been. Instead, she reached down, unbuttoned her pajama top, and let it fall open.

Rebecca drew in her breath. Tanya had, absolutely and without question, the most magnificent breasts she’d ever seen — not that she had seen that many, but there was something very special about these. They were large, round, full, and firm, with perfect pink nipples that were standing up tall and proud. Craning her head, Rebecca took the one closest to her into her mouth.

Tanya let her head fall back and closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of Rebecca’s warm mouth on her flesh. It was only at this point that Rose looked up from between Rebecca’s legs and saw what was going on. Giving her friend a knowing smile, Rose moved to suck Tanya’s other nipple.

Feeling two mouths on her, Tanya opened her eyes and looked down at the two black-haired heads bobbing at her chest level. She put a hand on each one and gently stroked their hair — so soft, so lovely. They smelled delicious too, these girls — like flowers, vanilla, peaches, and of course the tangy aroma wafting up from between their legs.

Tanya had never before smelled a pussy other than her own, but she had always secretly enjoyed the scent that came from down there when she was aroused. Which she was right now — extremely aroused; she could feel the fluid flowing between her legs and running down her thighs. Her legs felt a little weak but she managed to stay upright, keeping her hands on Rebecca and Rose for balance.

After giving the older woman’s breasts a long and lavish tongue bath, Rebecca and Rose each hooked a finger into the waistband of Tanya’s pajama bottoms. Working in concert, they slowly pulled the pajamas down and let them drop to the floor. Tanya now stood there naked, nervous and excited. She was about to have her first lesbian experience — a threesome, no less, with two young women for whom she was supposed to be providing guidance and stability.

The rational part of her mind was trying to tell her to stop this, that it was wrong. But it was too late; in her heart she had already crossed the line. Her legs gave way but she felt herself being caught by four hands, which eased her down onto the couch.

Dropping down in front of her, Rebecca and Rose each took hold of one of Tanya’s knees. They spread her legs wide to reveal a dripping wet, bright pink pussy just begging for attention. Tanya’s heart was pounding, her breath was shallow and uneven. She let out a long, deep moan as each of the girls planted a kiss on one of her inner thighs.

Tanya had never felt anything like the sensation of two soft tongues tracing up her thighs, circling her crotch, and then meeting in the middle. She surrendered utterly and completely to the pleasure of the moment, again gently stroking Rose and Rebecca’s heads with her hands. She was so sensitized, so ready, that she spasmed slightly with every little touch. Rebecca and Rose took it slow with her, probing and caressing gently with fingers and tongues, but even so it didn’t take long before she went over the edge. Her body stiffened, hands gripping the girls’ skulls tightly as the wave of climax rippled through her, then relaxed.

Rebecca and Rose turned to each other and made out for a while, tasting Tanya’s juices on each others’ lips, then dove back in again. It took a little longer this time, but Tanya’s second orgasm was much more intense, causing her head to fall back on the edge of the couch and her eyes to roll back in her head. Again Rebecca and Rose embraced, tongues pushing into each other’s mouths, boobs pressing together underneath.

Finally Rebecca and Rose separated and stood before Tanya naked, holding hands, looking suddenly innocent in their youth and freshness. Tanya sat up and the three of them looked at each other, smiling conspiratorially, a new bond having been formed between them. From that point on it was almost like they were communicating telepathically, like they all knew what they were going to do next without anyone having to say anything.

Rebecca offered her free hand to Tanya, who took it, standing up from the couch. With Rose on one side and Tanya on the other, Rebecca led the way to the bedroom that she and Rose had been sharing. For a minute Tanya remained in the doorway with Rebecca as Rose climbed onto the bed, stretching out full-length with her legs slightly parted.

Tanya looked at Rebecca, who nodded almost imperceptibly by way of encouragement, then moved over toward the bed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Tanya bent over to take one of Rose’s breasts into her mouth. They were much smaller than Tanya’s own, just pert little mouthfuls. Rose squirmed and giggled a little, reaching down to cup Tanya’s ass as she leaned across to suck the other nipple.

Rebecca just stood there watching as Tanya made her way down Rose’s body. She had the perfect viewing angle as Rose’s legs fell open all the way and Tanya’s head moved down between them, her tongue reaching out for its first taste of another woman’s cunt.

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Olivia raised her hands and backed into the room, followed by a security guard in a dark blue uniform with a pistol in one hand. The guard was a dark-haired woman with her hair pulled back into a tight bun and a solid, athletic physique. She gave off the vibe of someone who you didn’t want to mess with.

“Step away from the keyboard,” she said to Claire, and Claire complied, moving slowly and deliberately. The security guard reached for her collar and, activating her radio, mumbled a few words that were hard to make out.

Tara, who appeared to know the guard, held up both hands in a calming gesture. “Hold on a minute, Donna,” she said. “Nothing to get excited about.”

Donna shrugged. “I’m not excited. But you guys aren’t supposed to be in here. I have a job to do.”

A minute later Mimi appeared dressed in a kimono and looking annoyed. “I have two hundred guests upstairs,” she said as she came into the room. “What is it that requires my attention so urgently? I don’t have time—” Seeing Claire, Tara, and Olivia, she broke off in midsentence. “Oh, I see.”

“You’ve gone too far this time, Mimi,” said Tara.

“I thought you worked for me?” responded Mimi.

“You know you’re in the wrong,” said Claire. “Promises were made.”

Looking at Claire, then over at Olivia, Mimi said, “I can understand how you feel. But those pictures were just too good to keep to myself. You’ve seen them, you know.”

“Fair is fair,” answered Olivia.

Looking suddenly exasperated, Mimi snapped, “Be that as it may, I have a signed release, if you recall. I haven’t done anything illegal. You have. The sheriff is a friend of mine and if I asked him he’d be happy to arrest you for trespassing, computer espionage, and maybe one or two other things.” Claire started to protest and Mimi cut her off. “But as it happens I’m in the mood to make a deal.”

Indicating that Donna should lower her weapon, Mimi explained, “My live entertainment for tonight cancelled at the last minute, leaving me in a bit of a bind. Help me out with that and I’ll forget this ever happened.” Seeing the skeptical looks on the three girls’ faces, she added, “And I’ll take your pictures down. Permanently.”

Tara, Claire, and Olivia exchanged looks, unspoken thoughts passing between them. It was Claire who finally spoke up. “What would we have to do?”

* * *

Rebecca and Rose cuddled up together on one couch while Tanya stretched out on the other. The movie started kind of slowly, but there was something charged in the atmosphere that made all of three of them both nervous and excited to varying degrees.

Rebecca and Rose had never touched alcohol before, so they both got tipsy pretty quickly. They stared wide-eyed when the movie started to heat up, and it quickly became even more graphic than Rebecca had expected. When one of the girls onscreen sucked the other one’s breast while fingering her, then moved down between her legs, Rebecca felt the liquid gushing from her crotch. And it only got more explicit from there.

Tanya, meanwhile, was guzzling her wine at an accelerating pace and looking more and more anxious as the movie went on. When the girls in the movie 69ed while slapping each other’s butts, her conscience was telling her that this was inappropriate, that she should get up and stop the movie right now.  But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. It was like she was hypnotized, frozen in place.

Rebecca and Rose both occasionally looked over at their hostess to see how she was reacting; several times Rebecca whispered something into Rose’s ear and they both giggled. Tanya’s face was red and her nipples were hard, that much was clear even in the dimness.

When the movie was over, they all just sat in stunned silence for a minute. Then Tanya abruptly downed the last of her wine in a single big gulp and and stood up, looking a little unsteady on her feet. “I have to go to bed now,” she said, a little louder than necessary. “Good night.” Without looking at Rebecca and Rose. she turned on her heel and was gone.

Rebecca looked at Rose and shrugged. They seemed to have gotten under Tanya’s skin a little bit. She grabbed the remote control and started looking through the scene selections for the good parts.

Aroused and intoxicated, Rebecca and Rose quickly lost all their inhibitions. As they watched they began to shed their clothes right there in the living room, caressing, fondling, and fingering each other. Soon the air was heavy with the smell of sex, and the room was filled with moans — those coming from the TV and those coming from the two girls on the couch.

Rose leaned over to lick and suck Rebecca’s nipples, then rolled over onto her knees on the floor in front of the couch. Her head was buried in Rebecca’s crotch when Tanya reappeared in the room.

Rebecca’s eyes met Tanya’s and a look passed between them. Far from seeming embarrassed or ashamed, Rebecca’s gaze was steady and level. This is what’s happening, her eyes said — what are you going to do about it?

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An inspiration suddenly struck Jessica. “Nobody move,” she called out to her “actors,” and nobody did.

Picking up the nun’s habit from where it lay on the floor, Jessica whispered a few words into Jane’s ear and strode out of the room. For a minute it was like the set of a real porn movie — three naked girls waiting around between takes, unsure of what to do with themselves.

Then Jessica appeared wearing the habit, and just like that, they were all back in character. The camera remained off, sitting on the coffee table; this scene was just for fun.

Looking at Jane, Jessica said sternly “Sister, what’s going on here?” Jane, looking sheepish, stuttered out a few syllables before Jessica cut her off. “Never mind, I can see perfectly well what you’ve been doing. You know the consequences.” To Marie and Celeste she said, “You two — up!”

The two girls scrambled to obey, and once they were out of the way Jessica said to Jane, “Hands on the desk, Sister.” Jane complied and Jessica, gripping her by the hips, pulled her back so that her ass was sticking out more. Then Jessica picked up the ruler and whacked it a couple times on her palm.

Jane glanced back over her shoulder, trying her best to look scared. The truth was that she was ready for a good spanking. Nevertheless she gritted her teeth and gasped when the first blow landed.

Jessica did not hold back, and soon both of Jane’s cheeks were glowing bright red. Marie and Celeste sat together watching, whispering, still pretending they were two schoolgirls watching their teacher be punished. They both responded viscerally to what they were seeing, nipples stiffening, pussies lubricating.

Jessica sat the ruler down and penetrated Jane with one finger, then two. Jane grunted and moved her hands to grip the side of the desk as Jessica finger-fucked her hard and fast. Then, in one swift motion, Jessica lifted Jane and flipped her so she was on her back on the desk, her head hanging off one edge. Lifting her habit, Jessica took a step forward and gripped Jane’s head between her thighs.

A muffled “Mmmph” escaped Jane’s mouth as she began to hungrily slurp her mistress’s pussy. Jessica pointed to Marie and indicated that she was to move around and go down on Jane, which she promptly did. Celeste, acting on her own initiative, came up behind Jessica and pulled the habit up and off. She embraced Jessica from behind, her boobs pressing into Jessica’s back, cupping Jessica’s breasts with both hands.

There was no more play-acting at this point – it was real passion, real lust. Jessica felt Celeste nuzzling into her neck as Jane’s tongue pushed up inside her. Then Celeste’s finger was touching her clit and she was coming, explosively, leaning back into Celeste for support. She relaxed and went limp, content for once to be vulnerable, letting her weight fall back against Celeste’s strength.

* * *

Having enjoyed their movie night so much, Rebecca asked Tanya if they could do it again Friday night. Tanya agreed, though not without some hesitation; she’d had some uncomfortable moments the previous night. Rebecca went on to ask if they could get something from the video store, just for a change in pace. In fact, Rebecca had a plan; she’d looked up lesbian-oriented movies on the internet, and she knew exactly what she wanted to get.

At the video store, Rebecca handed the DVD of Blue Is the Warmest Color to Tanya, saying “I read that this one is really good.” When Tanya went to check out, the cashier — a tall and striking black girl whose nametag read “Ana” — gave her a funny look. She assumed that the girls with Tanya were her daughters, and wondered what they would think of the explicit lesbian sex scenes in the movie they were getting.

“I hope you enjoy it,” said Ana.

“Thanks,” replied Tanya. “Have a good night.”

Back at home Tanya made popcorn and, feeling festive, opened a bottle of white wine. She poured herself a big glass and, after a moment’s hesitation, asked Rebecca and Rose if they wanted some. She knew that technically she was not supposed to do that, as neither girl was yet 21; but she hated drinking alone and she felt like this was a safe environment for them to experiment with alcohol. After all, most girls their age had been drinking for years already, whatever the law said.

After talking it over for a minute Rebecca and Rose said sure, they’d love to have some wine. Tanya poured them each a small glass and they adjourned to the living room, turning down the lights and starting the movie.

* * *

Olivia, Claire, and Tara, meanwhile, had met up in front of Mimi’s. Without consciously coordinating it, they had all dressed entirely in black, like the burglars they sort of were. There were dozens of cars parked all around, loud music was booming from an upstairs window, and there was a festive feeling in the air. They felt confident that no one was paying any attention to them.

With Tara leading the way, they slipped in through the back door and made their way down a darkened hallway to the computer room. Tara unlocked the door and they went in, Claire going immediately to boot up one of the machines. The startup noise echoed noisily through the quiet room, making them all jump, then gradually subsided.

As Claire worked at the computer with Tara looking over her shoulder, Olivia went to the door, which they had brought to but not closed. Cracking it open, intending to look down the hall, she found herself staring into the barrel of a gun.

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When Serena and Annalise arrived at Lexi’s house she was hard at work in the kitchen, wearing a cheesy apron that said “Kiss the Cook.” She pointed them to a bottle of wine sitting open on the counter and told them to help themselves, she would be done in a few minutes. So Annalise poured them both glasses and they went to sit in the living room, as Lexi’s kitchen was too small to hang around in.

The grandfather clock in the living room had just struck 8 when Lexi appeared, apronless, looking incredibly cute in a miniskirt and tight sweater that showed off her boobs. They sat and caught up for a few minutes, then Lexi ushered Serena and Annalise into the dining room and began to serve the meal. They had salad, steak, potatoes, and roasted vegetables — simple food, but very well done. The two older women both heaped praise on the quality of Lexi’s cooking, and she beamed, feeling proud.

When they were finished Lexi asked Annalise and Serena to wait in the living room while she cleared the table and got dessert ready. They both offered to help but Lexi waved them off. “No, I got this,” she insisted.

So they went out to the living room and sat down to digest and share the last of the wine. 10 or so minutes later they heard Lexi’s voice calling from the dining room: “Ready!”

Returning to the dining room, both Serena and Annalise did a double-take at the spectacle that awaited them. Lexi was stretched out naked on the table, her breasts covered with chocolate, her pelvis and thighs with whipped cream and strawberries; a long, thick banana protruded from her pussy.

Serena and Annalise looked at each other and shook their heads. Well, what could they do? They took up positions on either side of the table and leaned down to help themselves.

* * *

Meanwhile, over at Jessica’s, filming was just about to get underway. Jane was dressed in a nun’s habit, Marie and Celeste in slutty schoolgirl outfits (short plaid skirts, white blouses and socks). Jessica was working the camera and, as always, directing the action.

The scenario Jessica had come up with dictated that Jane, the oldest of the three, be the authority figure. Unknown to Jessica, Jane had actually done quite a bit of acting in her time, including high school and college plays and even some community theater. She felt very comfortable playing a role, maybe more comfortable than she did in everyday life.

They discussed in general terms what would happen in the scene, and Marie then explained to Celeste in French. When everyone felt ready, Jessica yelled “Action!” and started the camera.

To begin with, Jane was seated behind a desk, holding a wooden ruler that she gently tapped against her other hand. Marie and Celeste entered and stood before the desk.

“You wanted to see us, Sister?” said Marie nervously.

“Yes,” answered Jane. “Yes I did. What’s this I hear about you two smoking in the girls’ room?”

Marie frowned. “It was just the one time, Sister, I swear, we’ll never...”

Jane cut her off. “Maybe so, but punishment in these cases is not optional. Hands on the desk, girls.”

Marie and Celeste obeyed and Jane rose, walking around the desk to stand behind them. She lifted both of their skirts to reveal skimpy white cotton panties. Raising the ruler, Jane smacked first Marie’s ass, then Celeste’s. They each whimpered quietly. Jane’s next blow on both rears was harder, her third harder still.

Sitting down the ruler for a second, Jane reached over and pulled both girls’ panties down around their thighs. Then she resumed spanking their naked butts, making each squeal in turn as the ruler landed on their tender flesh. The contrast between Marie’s pale white ass and Celeste’s mahogany brown one made for a lovely composition, Jessica thought.

There was a devilish gleam in Jane’s eyes as she punished the two younger women. Over a period of minutes, it turned to an expression of pure lust. Sitting the ruler down, she pushed one hand between Marie’s thighs and one between Celeste’s. Both girls leaned forward onto the desk and moaned as Jane fingered them.

Jessica picked up the camera and moved around to the other side of the desk so she could film Marie and Celeste’s faces contorting in pleasure as they were manually penetrated by the “nun” behind them. Jessica smiled; they were all three naturals on camera, and the video was coming out better than she could have imagined.

Jane pulled her fingers out of the two girls and stood for a minute eagerly licking one hand clean, then the other, ostentatiously savoring the flavor of their juices. Then she lifted the habit up over her head and off. She was naked underneath, her nipples jutting out sharply. She moved over between the girls and the desk and pulled Marie’s head to one breast, Celeste’s to the other. Jessica moved back around to the other side of the desk to capture them licking and sucking Jane’s tits.

Now Jane sank back onto the desk and spread her legs wide. The sight of her pussy, bright pink and glistening wet, made Jessica’s mouth water. For a moment she wanted to drop the camera and join the action. But she made herself concentrate on the task at hand; she’d get hers later, there was no doubt about that.

Jane put one hand on Marie’s head and the other on Celeste’s, drawing them in towards her crotch. But they lingered for awhile on her inner thighs, tongues gliding up and down the soft skin. It took Jessica a few seconds to find the right angle to capture all that was happening, but when she did she was very pleased with what she saw.

As Marie and Celeste drew closer together they turned toward each other and kissed. Jessica got a great shot of the two of them, lips touching and teasing, tongues playing and probing. Then they turned back towards Jane and, as one, attacked her cunt. There was no acting in the way they feasted on her, or in Jane’s moans and whimpers. Jane fell back onto the desk as the onslaught continued.

After a couple minutes Marie pulled away. Celeste continued to lick Jane’s pussy as Marie stood and pulled off her blouse and skirt. She bent over to feed one breast into Jane’s mouth, then the other. Then she hoisted herself up onto the desk and straddled Jane’s face. Jessica zoomed in a little as Jane extended her tongue and pushed it between Marie’s pussy lips.

After Jane and Marie both had loud, powerful orgasms, Jessica yelled “Cut!” But she wasn’t quite done with them yet. For the next scene she had Marie and Celeste 69 on the desk as Jane, wearing a strap-on, moved around fucking a mouth here, a pussy there. Things built nicely toward a natural crescendo and when it was done, Jessica put the camera down and stood pondering her next move.


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