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Kelly’s cousin Sally and her family had arrived that afternoon to stay for the holidays, and as the night wore on everyone gradually went to bed until only the two of them were left. The conversation between them was somewhat awkward; Kelly felt a bit sheepish about what had happened between them the last time they saw each other. She knew that you were not supposed to get sexually involved with relatives. Yes, they were just cousins, and since they were both girls, there was no chance of any two-headed offspring. Still, she felt like she’d gotten a little carried away.

Finally, just for something to do, they decided to head to the video store. (Their town was the kind of place where video stores still did a good business.) Upon arriving they were surprised to find Adriana, of all people, behind the counter. She had recently started a part-time job there, and had stayed behind to work a shift while the rest of her family took off for Christmas. She was supposed to take the train to join them the following day.

“Hey,” said Ana, “everybody’s gone from my house and we close in, like, 10 minutes. Why don’t you guys come over?”

The cousins conferred briefly before agreeing, then killed time browsing the shelves until Ana was ready to go. They walked together to Ana’s house, huddled together for warmth with Ana in the middle, one arm around Kelly and the other around Sally.

Once they got inside, Ana cranked the heat way up, since there was no one there to tell her not to. Then she made some popcorn and took a beer from the fridge for each of them. They settled into the living room couch with Ana again in the middle, Sally on her left, Kelly on her right.

The movie Ana had brought home was a sexy European vampire movie from the 70s. It started with a bang – there were two girls, a blonde and a redhead, naked in bed together. They started kissing, then fondling each other; things were just starting to get interesting when a mysterious figure in black entered the room and shot them both dead. It was shocking – bloody and violent — yet the arousal lingered.

From there the movie cut to a scene involving a young couple and a beautiful hitchhiker, and while this plotline was promising, it moved a bit slowly. About 20 minutes in Kelly looked over to her left and saw that Ana and Sally were no longer paying attention to what was onscreen – they were making out. Ana had turned over onto her side and had one arm wrapped around Sally as they kissed.

Kelly tried to stay focused on the movie, but it was pointless. Ana’s butt was turned toward her, looking delicious in tight denim. By now Ana had Sally’s top and bra off and was sucking on her right breast; Sally’s head was thrown back, eyes closed, mouth hanging open. Kelly reached down and gave Ana’s ass a hard squeeze; Ana grinned back over her shoulder, winked, and moved over to Sally’s other boob.

Using both hands, Kelly began to squeeze and knead Ana’s plump rear end; it was a wonderful combination of soft and muscular. She watched as Ana kissed her way down Sally’s chest and stomach, then glanced over at the movie. The beautiful hitchhiker was now in bed with an older man, but this was nowhere near as interesting as what was happening in real life. When Kelly turned back Ana had the front of Sally’s jeans open and was pulling her panties down, then nuzzling into her red pubic hair.

Suddenly there was a loud scream from the TV; fangs were sinking into somebody’s neck, and blood was spurting everywhere. Kelly’s head turned and Sally’s eyes popped open, but Ana was in the Pussy Zone; nothing was going to distract her now. The two cousins exchanged a look; Sally shrugged and then let her head fall back onto the couch. Ana had pulled off Sally’s jeans and spread her legs and was now finger-fucking her with the crotch of her panties to one side.

Kelly jammed a hand between Ana’s thighs from behind – it was hot in there, and a little wet with some combination of sweat and pussy juice – then she watched as Ana slid Sally’s panties down and off, opened her legs wide, and dove in.

Now loud moaning was coming from both Sally and the TV, where two female vampires were feasting on a helpless male victim. Kelly reached around and unbuttoned Ana’s jeans. They were so tight that it was not easy to get them down over Ana’s hips, but she eventually managed it. As was often the case, Ana wasn’t wearing underwear, so now she was nude from the waist down.

Kelly penetrated Ana with two fingers as she watched Ana continue to service her cousin. It was almost like watching her identical twin get eaten out; she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

The house was getting hot by now. Sweat beaded on Kelly’s forehead as she continued to piston her fingers in and out of Ana, who was licking away hungrily as Sally writhed and moaned. Kelly reached her other hand around to massage Ana’s clit, which was hugely engorged and sensitive. Then Sally was screaming as she came, Ana soon joined in, and yet more screaming came from the television, where another hapless victim was meeting his end.

Afterward they adjourned to the bedroom, where Ana stripped off her top and stretched out naked on the bed. Sally Ann knew that she owed Ana a favor and dutifully took up a position between the black girl’s legs. Kelly just hung back and watched for awhile. She took a seat in a chair facing the bed, lifted her skirt, and touched herself as she watched her cousin’s tongue explore Ana’s pussy.

After a few minutes, though, Ana made a “come here” gesture. “Come on,” she said. “Let’s make a dark meat and redhead sandwich.”

Laughing, Kelly stood and one by one took off her blouse, bra, skirt, and panties and dropped them to the floor. She left on her socks, which were knee-highs with pink and white stripes. Climbing over her cousin’s prone form, she knelt on the bed and knee-walked over to the other side, where Ana’s head was. She held onto Ana’s boobs for support as she maneuvered into position.

For a few minutes it was quiet in the room except for the occasional sigh, moan, or slurp. Then Sally suddenly sat up, frowning. “Jesus,” she said, “I have a, like, tongue cramp.” She stuck her tongue out and moved it around as if to stretch it, then plopped down on the chair Kelly had been in before. “Take over for me, cuz, would you?”

Obligingly, Kelly bent forward at the waist so her head was between Ana’s legs. Ana wrapped both arms around her and held her tight as they 69ed. Sally just sat and watched, tweaking her nipples with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. They all came almost simultaneously, one right after the other like a chain reaction; Ana released her grip on Kelly, Kelly rolled off her, and they just lay there panting for a bit.

Afterward they went back downstairs, still naked, took up their previous positions, and started the movie again from approximately where they’d lost the plot. Ana was in the mood for something sweet, but all she’d been able to find in the kitchen was a bag of chocolate chips, which the three girls passed around between them. Between the heat in the house and the warmth of their hands, the chips started to melt and eventually Ana reached in and pulled out a whole handful of gooey chocolate.

Impulsively, Ana divided the chocolate between her hands and deposited a big glob on each nipple. She started to lick the remainder off her fingers, then changed her mind and gave one hand to Sally, the other one to Kelly. When they were nice and clean she used them to guide each cousin’s head down to the breast nearest her. Looking down and seeing the two redheads sucking on her tits was one of the sexiest things she’d every experienced; it immediately started her gushing between the legs.

Soon the movie was forgotten again in favor of another three-girl romp. When they were finished this time, they wound the movie back again and this time finally watched to the end – which was the same as the beginning, except now you understood why it was happening.

By this time it was well into the wee hours, so Ana invited Kelly and Sally to spend the night. All three of them nestled into Ana’s bed, with Ana again in the middle. Soon she was snoozing, but even in her sleep, she wore the glowing countenance of a deeply satisfied woman.

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Returning from the bedroom with the bag of toys Kat had stashed there, Kelly was pleased to find Sara Valentine enthusiastically servicing her cousin. Sally Ann was stretched out with her eyes closed, back arched and legs tensed, grinding her crotch into Sara’s face. Kelly waited and watched until she saw Sally stiffen, moan, and then relax; then she methodically went about setting up the tableau she had in mind.

When Kat and Jackie entered the house through the unlocked door a few minutes later, they were greeted by the sight of the two redheads, both naked, each bouncing up and down on a thick phallus. Sally was riding the strap-on harnessed to Sara’s pelvis while Kelly pleasured herself on the dildo protruding from the teacher’s face. The cousins were holding hands, eyes closed, breasts bobbing up and down rhythmically.

For a few minutes the new arrivals just hung back and watched. Jackie was suddenly very glad she hadn’t left town; how many chances did one get, really, to see something so beautiful? Then Kat took Jackie by the hand and pulled her forward. Leaned over toward Sally Ann, Kat took a nipple into her mouth and reached one hand down to rub Sally’s clit. Jackie did the same for Kelly. The redheads’ eyes flew open, they smiled broadly, and soon after they cried out as simultaneous orgasms rocked their young bodies.

When Kelly and Sally climbed off Sara, the English teacher saw Jackie for the first time. They knew each other, of course, and at first Sara felt a rush of fear at being found in this compromising position; then, realizing that Jackie’s very presence here compromised her as well, Sara relaxed somewhat. She felt her pussy flood even more as she imagined what might happen next.

Kat, likewise, was watching Jackie, wondering what she might do. All eyes were on the cheerleading coach as she stripped naked, climbed onto the couch, and slowly lowered her pussy onto Sara’s face. She had always thought the English teacher was cute but standoffish and a little stuck-up, and it brought her a great deal of satisfaction to have the chance to use Sara this way.

As the dildo penetrated her Jackie sucked in her breath and rocked her hips from side to side, gradually settling down into a more comfortable position. Kat, Kelly, and Sally watched with rapt attention as Jackie slowly leaned forward until she was able to take the strap-on coated with Sally’s juices into her mouth.

Sinking down onto her knees, Kat crawled forward for a better look, watching the face dildo move in and out of Jackie’s pussy and the strap-on move in and out of her mouth. With one hand Kat stroked Jackie’s clit, with the other she reached down and began to loosen the harness from around Sara’s waist. Pulling off the strap-on, Kat spread Sara’s legs wide and pushed Jackie’s face down between them. Jackie began to slurp away obediently as Kat fastened the strap-on onto herself.

Bringing the head of the dildo to Sara’s pussy lips, Kat began to slowly push inside as Jackie adjusted her position and started to lick and suck Sara’s clit. It wasn’t long before Sara’s body was vibrating with a tremendous orgasm, and that vibration translated itself to Jackie, who came violently, sighed loudly, and sat her head down on Sara’s thigh.

Pulling out of Sara, Kat turned to see Sally Ann on her knees, bent over with her ass in the air as she licked her cousin’s pussy. In such a short time Sally had transformed from a complete innocent into a depraved lesbian slut. Kat couldn’t resist sneaking up behind her and kneeling down, aiming the strap-on at Sally’s crotch as she and Kelly shared a knowing look. Kat plunged in forcefully; Sally was more than wet enough to take the whole thing, and she paused only for a moment – looking over her shoulder with a dreamy expression – before turning back and resuming her work on Kelly.

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Late that evening Olivia got a text from Claire saying, “Pick u up @ 10?” Olivia responded in the affirmative, then immediately began to have second thoughts. She was pretty happy with the way she looked — boys had always liked her, and apparently girls did too — but the idea of modeling made her nervous.

She stripped down to her bra and panties and spent some time examining herself in the full-length bathroom mirror. She couldn’t find anything to complain about, really. Maybe she was carrying an extra pound or two, but at one point she had been way too skinny, and she definitely looked better now. She took a deep breath and told herself, “You’re beautiful and they’re going to love you.” And for that moment, at least, she believed it.

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Friday morning Jessica decided to go to one of Serena’s regular, public yoga classes where people would have clothes on. This way, she figured, she could get in a complete workout that didn’t devolve into an orgy. Not that there was anything wrong with orgies, but she needed to get her exercise somehow.

Marie and Jane hadn’t wanted to attend, and Jessica had been perfectly happy to leave them behind. They had been sort of high-maintenance lately, Jessica thought as she sat in the studio waiting for class to begin.

Being who she was, Jessica amused herself during the wait by checking out the women in the class. (It was almost all women – there were only two men, both much older.) There were several nice specimens, but the one who really caught her eye was all the way at the other end of the studio. There were lots of people between them, so Jessica could only catch a glimpse here and there: dark brown hair, striking blue eyes, and smooth, gorgeous alabaster skin.

During the class Jessica continued to scrutinize the brown-haired woman as best she could without appearing to stare. She was tall – almost as tall as Jessica – and had a perfect body that was nicely displayed by her yoga clothes. Her breasts were full and ripe, as big as you’d want them for her body type; her waist was thin and tapered; her butt and legs were toned and contoured. By the time the class was over, Jessica had made up her mind: Somehow or other, she would have this woman.

When the class had filed out Jessica approached Serena and inquired as to the identity of her target.

“Oh, that’s Tanya,” answered Serena. “Yes, she’s quite beautiful.” Serena’s eyes glittered; she knew exactly what was going on in Jessica’s mind. “Also quite religious, and quite married.”

Jessica smiled. “I like a challenge.”

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Arriving home that evening, Kelly found she had a surprise visitor: her cousin Sally Ann, who was sitting in the kitchen chatting with Betty while the older woman prepared for a dinner party.

Kissing Sally on the cheek, Kelly sat down across from her and asked, “So what brings you to town, cuz?”

Sally looked down and answered quietly, “Oh, nothing really. Just bored, felt like getting out of town for awhile.”

But the color that flooded into Sally Ann’s cheeks and the look in her eyes told Kelly the real story: Sally had developed an appetite during her last visit, one she had been unable to satisfy at home. It took Kelly only a few seconds to figure out what to do. Taking her cousin by the hand, she said, “Let’s go for a walk.” A walk that just might happen to take them by Sara Valentine’s house.

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It was the end of a long and strange week for Sara, who was sitting on her back porch sipping a glass of red wine. The sun was just dipping below the horizon and she was starting to think about getting in out of the cold when she heard the doorbell ring. At first she ignored it, feeling tired and worried about what new degradation might await her. She had been careful to lock the door this time. But the bell rang again, then again, and finally Sara’s curiosity got the better of her.

Opening the door, the found Kelly Ann Collins accompanied by a girl who was virtually her twin, only a little shorter and a little wider, with big boobs that were well displayed by her tight sweater. Without waiting to be invited, Kelly entered, pulling the other redhead along by one hand.

“This is Ms. Valentine,” said Kelly to Sally. Then to Sara, she said, “This is my cousin Sally Ann.”

“Nice to meet you,” responded Sara, taking Sally’s hand and already feeling her pussy moisten at the possibilities this situation offered.

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Jackie London, meanwhile, had been packing again to go out of town, hoping once more to cure herself of her cheerleader addiction. She was almost ready to go when she got a text from Kat, inquiring what she was up to.

Next thing she knew, Jackie had picked Kat up in her SUV and they were on their way to Sara Valentine’s house. Kat had decided that she wanted to spend some quality time together with her two favorite teachers. And these days Kat usually got what she wanted.

* * *

Kelly wasted no time leading Sally and Sara to the den, whereupon she whispered some instructions in Sara’s ear and left the room. Sara blushed bright red but did not hesitate to do as she had been told. Inviting Sally to have a seat, Sara matter-of-factly stripped off her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties, then sank to her knees. Crawling over to where the redhead sat, Sara helped Sally out of her jeans and pushed her legs apart, noting that her blue-striped white panties were already wet with seepage.

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By the time Betty Ann Collins arrived around 10:00, things had gotten well and truly out of hand. She saw her niece, Sally – until recently the shyest and most innocent of girls – kneeling behind Marie, alternately spanking Marie’s ass and lapping at her pussy. Someone was squirming underneath Sally, her head trapped between the girl’s thighs; judging from the pubic hair, it was most likely Jane. J.J., having secured a strap-on, was plowing into Kelly Ann from behind as Kelly licked Jessica. 

 

On the couch, Janice lay on her back with one blonde sitting on her face and another riding the phallus extending from between her legs. It took Betty a moment to figure out which one was Kat and which one was Samantha. Mother and daughter were politely facing opposite directions, maintaining some sort of plausible deniability.

Shaking her head, feeling a little ashamed but already irresistibly drawn, Betty Ann stripped off her clothes and waded into the action.

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Sunday morning Sally Ann and J.J. both left with their families to return home. As Kelly gave her cousin a long, loving goodbye hug, she wondered how Sally’s life was going to be changed by what had happened that weekend; she hoped it would be for the better. 

 

Kat and J.J likewise shared a very warm embrace. “Thanks, cuz,” said J.J. “It was a blast.” Kat felt like she had gained her cousin’s respect; even J.J., worldly as she was, had never experienced anything quite like the scene at Jessica’s.

In the afternoon, Kelly and Kat got together and went to have their nails done. Leaving the salon just as they arrived was Ms. Valentine, their English teacher. They only exchanged a few words, as Ms. V. said she was late to meet her boyfriend, but both Kat and Kelly later remarked how different the teacher looked from the way they usually saw her. Her brown hair was down instead of up, and she was wearing a low-cut dress that showed off her lovely legs, in contrast to the conservative clothes she usually wore in school. With nothing much else to do, they immediately began to conspire.


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Monday it was back to school. After five days off cheerleading practice was particularly ragged that day; Jackie London made everyone stay late and there was much grumbling in the ranks. Afterwards everyone dressed and left quickly except Lexi and Adriana.

It was not unusual for Lexi to hang around after practice; she was in no hurry to get home to her empty house, and it was a known fact among the cheerleaders that if you were looking for someone to play with after school, Lexi was your best bet. Today Lexi was unusually horny, having spent the whole long weekend with her dad. She loved him and all, but she was very ready for some girl time.

Ana, meanwhile, had been cooped up all weekend with her extended family, sleeping three to a room with no privacy. When Lexi invited Ana back to her house, Ana readily accepted. Once inside they went straight to Lexi’s room, where they started kissing and pawing at each other. Soon clothes started coming off and both girls were breathing hard and getting wet.

Ana stretched out on the bed and Lexi started working her way down the black girl’s body, noticing that Ana’s nipples were standing up remarkably tall, like two little trees reaching for the sky. After savoring them both she moved on, running a trail of saliva down Ana’s belly. Ana’s pubic hair hadn’t been trimmed for awhile and Lexi kissed down through the stubble before parting her legs and licking up and down her thighs.

When Lexi’s tongue touched Ana’s pussy Ana groaned and gripped the headboard with both hands. Eyes closed, blissed out from the sexual contact after days of going without, and still a little groggy from jet lag, Ana was slow to react when Lexi seized one of her wrists and tied it to the bedpost. She blinked her eyes a few times, not quite focusing, as Lexi lashed the other wrist to the other post with a belt.

After tying Ana’s ankles as well, Lexi stood back and surveyed her handiwork. When she’d tied up Jackie London a few days earlier, it had been completely an impulse, something that had popped into her head when she woke up in the morning; she had been surprised what a thrill she’d gotten out of it. Turned out she liked being in charge, maybe as much as being dominated. She wasn’t sure; further experimentation was necessary.

Climbing up onto the bed, Lexi straddled Ana and pushed her pussy into Ana’s face. Ana started to lap away obediently, surprised but not unhappy to be treated this way by Lexi, formerly the most timid of the cheerleaders. After a couple of minutes Lexi flipped around so they could 69. Ana came first, then Lexi, than Ana again, and then Lexi, after which she rolled off and took a minute to catch her breath.

Feeling relaxed and satisfied, Lexi freed Ana from her bonds. But Ana was far from finished; the second she was untied, she was on Lexi quick as a cat. Ana was bigger and stronger and was able to easily subdue Lexi and tie her wrists (not that Lexi struggled all that hard). Deciding to up the ante a little, Ana bent Lexi’s legs back over her head and tied them to the bedposts as well, leaving her in a very awkward and exposed position.

Ana took a moment to enjoy the sight of the splayed-open blonde, then left the room and made her way downstairs to the kitchen. After rummaging around for a minute – glancing back several times at the front door, suddenly paranoid that Lexi’s dad would return home unexpectedly – Ana found just what she was looking for: a nice, firm squash about eight inches long and three inches around.

Back in Lexi’s room, Ana closed and locked the door behind her, grinning wolfishly at her helpless, spread-eagled victim. After pushing the vegetable into Lexi’s mouth to give her a sense of its size, Ana spread Lexi’s pussy lips and eased the tip in. Lexi let out one of the uninhibited screams for which she was becoming famous, and Ana quickly penetrated her the rest of the way. There was no sense in holding back now; Ana gave Lexi a good, hard fucking and Lexi howled like an animal. If Lexi’s dad came home now, he would probably think his daughter was being murdered; but they would have to cross that bridge if and when they came to it.

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The girls were ravenously hungry by the time they returned from their swim to the campsite. Little was said as they prepared and ate lunch. Even J.J., fearless as she was, and Kat and Kelly, brazen as they had become, felt a little shy about what had just happened.

They had a long, leisurely lunch, after which Kelly had another brilliant idea. She took Kat aside and whispered in her ear; Kat nodded in agreement, new possibilities already unfolding themselves in her mind.

* * *

When the doorbell rang, Jessica arrested her hand in midair. She had finally gotten around to administering the appropriate punishment for Marie’s recent behavior and the French girl was on her knees in the living room, ball-gagged with her butt in the air and her hands tied behind her back, another rope pulling her wrists up toward the ceiling. To her left Janice reclined on the couch, watching the action as Jane knelt between her legs.

Opening the door with the crop still in her hand, Jessica found Kat, Kelly, and two girls she’d never seen before – though one of them was a dead ringer for Kelly. Jessica invited them in and led them to the living room, where they found the scene more or less as it had been. A wicked grin spread across J.J.’s face as she saw the bound Marie and the naked Janice with Jane’s head clamped between her legs. Sally Ann’s heart started beating a mile a minute and she felt the urge to flee – until Jessica approached her and looked her in the eye. Something in Jessica’s blue eyes immediately captivated and calmed her, and she raised her hand to meet the one Jessica extended.

“I’m Jessica,” she said. “And you are...?”

Sally Ann, hypnotized, said nothing. “This is my cousin,” piped up Kelly. “Sally Ann.”

“A pleasure,” said Jessica, and Sally managed to nod in response.

J.J. introduced herself and Jessica offered them a seat. “This is Janice,” she said, “and Marie,” lashing out with the riding crop to land an emphatic blow on the latter’s rear end. About Jane, who was still occupied between Janice’s legs, she said not a word.

Gesturing with one hand, Jessica told the girls to be seated, then untied Marie with a few deft moves and pointed her toward the kitchen. “Fix us something to drink. How about mint juleps, we have some mint, don’t we?”

Pulling out her ball gag, Marie answered, “Yes ma’am,” and walked into the kitchen without looking up from the floor.

“So what have you girls been up to?” asked Jessica.

“Camping,” said Kat, and a nervous giggle ran through the other three girls.

“Really? Sounds like fun. Where did you–”

Jessica was interrupted by a loud moan from Janice as she came and pushed Jane away. Jane looked up her mistress inquiringly, her face visibly glistening with Janice’s juice. Without missing a beat, Jessica shifted gears from small talk to serious business. “Does anyone have any use for the services of a pussy-licking slut? Because one is now available.”

The four girls giggled again and looked around at each other until J.J. slowly raised her hand. “Me.”

Jessica nodded to Jane, who crawled over to where J.J. was sitting and assumed the position in front of her. J.J. looked down curiously at the naked, dog-collared woman with the “Slave” tattoo and a few days worth of hair on her head. Kat, always helpful, reached over and pulled her cousin’s skirt up around her waist. J.J. sat up slightly so Jane could pull her panties off and then spread her legs, feeling a little embarrassed but also excited to be the center of attention, her pussy rapidly moistening.

Marie returned just then with a tray full of drinks, and everyone accepted one including Sally, who was struggling to absorb everything that was going on around her. She took a taste from her glass; it was minty and sweet, and helped her calm down and breathe as she looked around the room. Janice, naked, was sipping her drink and watching J.J. and Jane. Kat was stroking J.J.’s nipple with one hand while the other snaked its way between Kelly’s thighs. Jessica was drinking and watching while idly running her hand through the wet furrow of Marie, who stood at attention next to her.

Just then Kat’s phone rang and she looked at it. “My mom,” she said, and stepped out to the pool area to take the call. Kelly Ann scooted over into her place, pulled off J.J.’s shirt, and started sucking J.J.s nipples. J.J came violently soon after, but Jane – as she had been trained – didn’t let up until J.J. physically pushed her away after having a second, even bigger orgasm.

Slumping back onto the couch, J.J. looked down at Jane and said “Thank you.”

Jessica spoke up immediately. “You’re thanking the wrong person, sweetheart. And in the wrong way.” She gestured to Marie, who leaned over so that Jessica could whisper in her ear. After a minute of this, Marie nodded, walked over to J.J., and held out her hand. J.J. took the offered hand and stood to follow Marie over to where Jessica was sitting. 

Leaving J.J. for just a moment, Marie returned with a pair of handcuffs that she used to fasten the dark-haired girl’s hands behind her back. Putting a hand on J.J.’s shoulder, Marie pushed J.J. to her knees, then knelt beside her.

Leaning forward, Marie pulled off Jessica’s pants and panties and spread her legs, then guided J.J.’s head to right where Jessica wanted it. Kat returned from her phone call just as J.J.’s tongue touched Jessica’s cunt and stood watching, hypnotized, impressed by the way her cousin made Jessica squirm and grunt. When Jessica was satisfied with J.J.’s work, she lifted J.J.’s head, kissed her, and whispered something in her ear. J.J. whispered something back, and they had a quiet conversation that lasted a couple of minutes, after which Jessica stood and started rummaging through a drawer.

A few seconds later Jessica pulled out a blindfold, which she put on J.J., then bent the younger girl over and tied her with her hands lifted toward the ceiling just as Marie’s had been. Next Jessica reached into the drawer again and came up with two strap-ons. Naughty J.J. had asked for exactly this treatment, and Jessica was all too happy to indulge her. She threw one strap-on to Janice and they both equipped themselves.

As Jessica and Janice fucked the bound J.J. in the mouth and pussy – and Kat, Kelly, and Marie chatted nonchalantly with drinks in hand – Sally Ann sat bug-eyed, stunned, completely out of her depth. The things that were happening were beyond her conception, but she was gushing wet between the legs.

With her mistress otherwise occupied and no one else paying attention, Jane of her own volition crawled over and stripped off Sally’s jeans and panties. Sally made no move to resist, and she felt Jane’s tongue push its way inside her as Jessica and Janice traded orifices. J.J. was moaning and howling as they plunged into her, working against her bonds to no avail. She had no real desire to get away, of course, but the pleasure she was getting from this was explosive.

The doorbell rang and Marie answered it, returning with Samantha Bowman, who stood for a moment surveying the goings-on. There was her niece in bondage, being penetrated at both ends. There was her daughter, laying back on the couch as Kelly fingered her and Marie sat on her face. And there was young Sally Ann being serviced by Jane. Well, the damage was done, Samantha figured; she might as well indulge herself. She walked up behind Jane and looped one finger into Jane’s collar.

Pulling Jane away from Sally’s crotch, Samantha took Sally’s hand and helped her to her feet. After kissing Sally’s mouth, Samantha pulled the girl’s top off so that she was completely naked, then led her to the dining room table and arrayed her spread-eagled on its bare surface. Samantha pulled up a chair and had a seat between Sally’s open thighs. She shouldn’t be doing this; but since she was, she was going to do it right.

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Kat hooked her fingers into the waistband of Sally Ann’s pajama bottoms and slid them off. Kelly and J.J. had gone completely silent, either finished with each other or, more likely, taking a little rest between bouts. In the quiet Sally’s heavy breathing was clearly audible as Kat pulled her legs apart, breathing deeply the waft of female arousal that drifted up from her nether regions.

When Kat’s tongue touched her pussy, Sally went stiff as a board and dug her hands into the ground for support. She didn’t make a sound, though, and remained completely mute as Kat licked all around her vulva and inner thighs, then parted her lips and found her clit. Kat was inspired, intoxicated, feeling the pleasure reverberate through the redhead’s body. It was a spiritual experience, almost; Kat forgot herself completely, her own ecstasy and Sally’s becoming as one.

When Sally came Kat felt the power of the orgasm rip through her like an electric shock, accompanied by a very quiet, muffled, but delicious whimper. Kat savored the feeling for a minute – kissing Sally’s nipples, naughtily slipping one juice-slick finger into Sally’s mouth – before diving in again. Keeping her right on the brink, Kat gave Sally a series of explosive orgasms, and by the time she came up for air Sally was unconscious. There was just enough light to make out the sweet and innocent but unmistakably satisfied smile on her face.

* * *

Kat awoke the next morning to the first hints of sunshine and a very pleasant sensation between her legs. Sally Ann, who was very susceptible to guilt in all its forms, had woken up feeling guilty for a new reason: because she had received so much pleasure while giving none. She pulled off Kat’s panties and for awhile just lay staring into the blonde’s crotch. She’d never seen a vagina close up like this before, and found it fascinating, beautiful, but a little intimidating. Tentatively, Sally extended her tongue and took a little taste; Kat encouraged her with a sigh and shifted positions to give Sally better access.

Kelly, meanwhile, had risen early, feeling gloriously refreshed and alive. She’d made coffee and decided she would treat Sally and Kat to steaming cups served in their tent. But as she approached, through the tent’s mesh window she made out the surprising sight of her cousin’s head nestled between Kat’s legs. Kat met Kelly’s eyes and shrugged her shoulders, indicating by her expression that she too was surprised by this development. Shaking her head, Kelly took the coffee and left them to it.

Doing her best to respect Sally’s privacy, Kat tried to be quiet, but a long, low moan accompanied the orgasm that Sally finally coaxed out of her. She lifted Sally’s head from her crotch and kissed her, absolutely loving the way her own juices tasted on Sally’s lips. It was going to be a beautiful day.

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The experience of that night and morning had a powerful effect on Sally Ann. Conflicted as she was over these sinful acts, there was no way she could tell herself she hadn’t loved it. Her whole body was glowing, and the world looked different somehow, brighter. She appreciated the beauty of the nature surrounding her – and of the lovely ladies she was with – in a new way. As they ate breakfast no one could fail to notice the luminous smile that never left Sally’s face.

After breakfast J.J. lit an enormous spliff that she had brought along. After taking a big puff she passed it to Kat, who passed it to Kelly, who in turn passed it to her cousin. Sally paused for a long moment, staring at the unfamiliar object in her hand, before bringing it to her mouth.

J.J. smiled at the sight. She had seen this before with repressed people — once one barrier fell, others began to collapse too. When Sally Ann began to cough her boobs bounced in a most entrancing way. She was at least as sexy as Kelly, J.J. thought, and maybe — because she was so wide-eyed and innocent — even sexier. Having feasted to her heart’s content on Kelly’s red-haired pussy, J.J. began to wonder how Sally’s would compare.

By this time the sun was high in the sky. The four girls decided to hike to a nearby lake, and by the time they got there it was warm enough to think about going for a swim. Without bathing suits, skinny-dipping was the natural option, and even Sally hesitated only briefly before peeling off her clothes and diving in.

The water was cold but after a while they got used to it, and all four had a good long swim. J.J., the strongest swimmer in the group, pointed to a bank maybe 100 yards away and challenged everyone to a race. Only Sally accepted, and the two of them took off at top speed with Kat and Kelly watching. It was close, with J.J. reaching the bank just barely ahead of Sally, after which the two of them laughed and playfully splashed each other.

Afterward Sally floated for a while, gazing thoughtfully at the sky, while J.J. climbed onto a nearby rock and stretched out to bask in the sun. Maybe 10 minutes later, Kelly nudged Kat and gestured toward the shore where their cousins were. They could hardly believe what they saw next. Sally, dripping wet and naked, crawled up onto the rock next to J.J. Without a word being said, as if acting out a script, they began to kiss. Kat put an arm around Kelly as Sally and J.J. made out slowly and passionately. Then J.J. abruptly broke the kiss and spun around so that she and Sally were both on their sides but facing opposite directions; moments later they were 69ing, right there in front of God and everyone.

Kelly and Kat stood rooted in place, transfixed, for a few minutes before they looked each other in the eye and took off swimming. After that all bets were off, all inhibitions shed; it didn’t matter who was related to whom; it was all love, it was all pleasure, it was all good.

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For an excruciatingly long time Kelly lay listening to her cousin’s breath, waiting until she felt confident Sally Ann was asleep. Then she slipped off her pajama bottoms for better access and began to quietly finger herself. She tried her best to be discreet, biting her lips in an attempt to be silent, but it felt so incredibly good that a few small moans escaped her lips. A light sleeper, Sally Ann soon regained consciousness and in the dim light coming through the window Kelly was clearly visible under the covers, her hips lifted up off the bed, her eyes closed and a look of intense concentration on her face.

Sally Ann watched for longer than she felt she should have, then clamped her eyes shut and pretended to be asleep until Kelly, a half-hour and several orgasms later, finally rolled over and went to sleep. Feeling guilty but dizzyingly aroused, Sally Ann couldn’t stop herself from sliding one hand down into her pajamas. She was sinfully wet down there, and allowed herself to explore her pussy as much as she ever had before regaining her senses and jamming both hands firmly under her pillow. The smell emanating from her fingers drove her slightly crazy until she was finally able to drift off some time later, unfamiliar thoughts and feelings swimming through her head.

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Kelly woke up the next morning with a brilliant idea. She immediately called Kat. “Let’s go camping.”

Kat was skeptical. “Isn’t it a little late in the year for that?”

“The weather’s been pretty warm,” countered Kelly. “And we’ll have the place all to ourselves, I bet.”

Kat thought it over, considering the possibilities that such a scenario might offer. “OK. I’ll talk to J.J.”

Putting down her phone, Kelly went downstairs, where her parents, Sally Ann, and Sally’s parents were all at the breakfast table. Pouring herself some orange juice, Kelly calmly announced, “Sally and I were thinking about going camping with Kat and J.J. tonight, is that cool?”

Kelly’s dad, an avid outdoorsman, immediately endorsed the idea. Sally’s folks agreed; this was just the kind of wholesome socializing that they wanted their daughter to do more of. Although they were glad that Sally was an obedient and devout girl, they worried sometimes about her becoming isolated.

Samantha fixed Kelly with a look, but she was hardly going to voice her reservations — that the “camping trip” would quick devolve into a lesbian debauch — in this setting. Sally, for her part, just stared doe-eyed at her cousin. She was a little flummoxed by Kelly’s statement, since they had never discussed this idea, but she didn’t care to speak up.

By noon the four girls were on the road, with two tents, a stove, some firewood, and a more than ample supply of food in the back. As expected, they found the campground deserted, and spent some time surveying before deciding which campsite they liked best. After setting up camp they went for a hike, returning late in the afternoon hungry and cheerful.

After dinner they started a fire; by now it was getting dark and a little cold. They sat by the fire for awhile making s’mores and talking quietly; it was a clear and beautiful night. As time wore on and night fell, Kelly Ann and J.J. began moving closer and closer together, especially after they started taking nips from a flask full of brandy Kelly had brought.

Eventually, even unsuspecting Sally couldn’t avoid noticing that something was going on between Kelly and J.J., who omitted several girlish squeals of delight as they fondled each other. Unsure of how to act, Sally announced that she was tired and would be turning in. This idea was eagerly seconded by Kelly and J.J., who were more than ready to get into the tent they were sharing (this had been the arrangement they decided on that afternoon, with Kat and Sally sharing the other tent). After brushing and flossing, Sally went into the tent, changed into her pajamas, and slipped into her sleeping bag. Kat meanwhile attended to the fire, making sure it was out, while Kelly and J.J. adjourned to their own sleeping quarters.

They were quiet at first, but not for long. By the time Kat had stripped down to her panties and T-shirt and eased into her sleeping bag, the sounds of Kelly and J.J. making love were clearly audible. Both girls moaned loudly, making little attempt to be quiet or subtle. Picturing them going at it, Kat felt herself begin to moisten; she wondered what Sally was thinking right now. Laying on her side, Sally was facing away from Kat, though she was close enough for Kat to smell her hair.

There was just enough moonlight for Kat to make out the shape of Sally Ann’s head and the elegant curve of her neck. She stared at that neck for a long time, mustering all her willpower as the sounds of female pleasure echoed through the empty campground, but eventually she couldn’t resist any longer. She had to risk it. Scooting forward, she wrapped one arm around Sally and kissed her neck, then gently bit it. Kat felt Sally’s body go completely stiff, then relax a little, but she didn’t move away or resist. Kat moved up Sally’s neck to her ear, which she blew in and then gently tongued. Sally’s body relaxed even more; Kat could feel her opening up.

Kat rolled Sally onto her back and kissed her on the mouth. She was sweet and delicious, with soft, plump lips. Kat spent long minutes just kissing her, warming her up, melting away any last traces of resistance. Only then did she begin to work her way down. Pulling off Sally’s top, Kat savored the baby-powder flavor of the redhead’s breasts, certain that she was the first person ever to taste them. At that moment she heard J.J. scream; probably Kelly was sucking on her clit.

Taking her time, still not quite believing that this was actually happening, Kat trailed her tongue down Sally’s belly. At this distance she could smell the strong scent of arousal rising from between Sally’s legs; this good little Christian girl was very turned on, there was no doubt about it. Working mostly by feel – there was very little light now – Kat unzipped Sally’s sleeping bag and opened it all the way, then pressed one hand against the crotch of Sally’s pajama bottoms, feeling the wetness seeping through. “Jesus Christ,” Kat whispered, then realizing what she had said, added “Sorry.”

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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 38

Initially Thanksgiving Day was full of normal, wholesome family gatherings with lots of cooking followed by extremely large meals. But later in the day, when the dishes had been cleared and the men were occupied with football games and naps, the women began to disappear and to congregate at Jessica’s house, where the vibe was much different.

A long table stretching across most of the living room was covered with many of the standard holiday foods, but the decorations were somewhat unusual. Jane and Marie were stretched out head to head with their feet near either end of the table, stark naked, tied down with their legs spread wide and ball gags in their mouths. The food was arranged around them, the cranberry sauce between Marie’s legs, the mashed potatoes and gravy between Jane’s.

Initially the plan had been for Jane alone to serve as the centerpiece, but Jessica had become so annoyed with Marie’s attitude that day that she decided to put the French girl on display as well. Marie, apparently, was jealous of the attention Jane was getting from her mistress. All morning while cooking she had stomped around the kitchen in a huff, even snapping at Jessica when asked about the cornbread stuffing. Jessica had been sorely tempted to bend her over and give her a sound thrashing right then and there, but many dishes were in progress and there was no time. Instead Jessica waited until the meal was almost finished before ordering Marie to strip and climb up on the table. Now Jessica stood with a martini in hand, surveying her handiwork and waiting for her guests.

The first to arrive was Jackie London, who had elected not to make the long trip home to see her family this Thanksgiving. Noting the unusual table adornment, Jackie began to prepare herself a plate of food, taking some time to fondle both Marie and Jane. The latter, she noted, now sported a covering of very short brown hair both on her head and between her legs.

A short while later Janice appeared at the door, and a devilish smirk spread across her face when she saw the two bound, naked women. She had already eaten and was not particularly hungry, but did take the time to spread some cranberry sauce on Marie’s tits and lick it off, then dab some potatoes on Jane’s crotch and cover them with gravy. She was on her knees in the process of cleaning the last bit of gravy off Jane’s thigh when Ella arrived and began to finger Marie while eating spoonfuls of sweet potatoes with the other hand.

Olivia, Kat, Samantha, Kelly Ann, and Betty Ann all put in an appearance at one point or another. Adriana, unfortunately, was out of town with her family, while Lexi couldn’t get away since it was just her dad and her. By the end of the meal both Marie and Jane were quite sticky with the residue of various foodstuffs.

After the table was cleared, the ball gags were removed and Olivia, Janice, Ella, and Jessica took turns climbing onto the table and feeding their pussies to the bound women. Only after their tongues were worn out and their faces covered with lady juice were they finally untied and allowed to forage in the kitchen for leftovers. Still naked, ravenously hungry, they stuffed turkey and stuffing into their mouths with both hands. When they were done, forgetting their rivalry for the moment, they licked each other clean like two kittens as their mistress sat eating chocolate cheesecake.

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Later that night Kat and Kelly decided to go to the movies and invited their cousins along. Kelly and J.J. greeted each other very warmly, with a big enthusiastic hug, while Sally Ann favored Kat with a shy smile. Inside Sally sat on the left with Kat to her right, then J.J., then Kelly. Not long into the movie Kat saw that J.J. had put one arm around Kelly and was fondling her breasts with the other hand. A few minutes later that hand found its way down between Kelly’s legs, while Kelly’s right hand was clamped between J.J.’s bare thighs just below her very short skirt.

Feeling her pussy begin to moisten, Kat looked over at Sally, who was staring at the screen oblivious to all of this. It ended up being a very frustrating 90 minutes for Kat, who didn’t feel able to make a move on Sally and though several times she was tempted to fondle her own cousin, she thought better of it. Instead she tried to ignore the itch between her legs and enjoy herself vicariously through J.J. and Kelly, who were clearly enjoying each other.

After the movie they all said good night. Kelly was extremely hot and bothered and wanted desperately to get J.J. alone somewhere for a couple hours, but couldn’t think of any way to accomplish it. Instead she walked home with Sally, who was analyzing some fine point of the movie’s plot that had completely escaped Kelly. Kelly felt frustrated and irritated; her panties were soaked and there was nothing she could do about it. It was hard to even masturbate with Sally sharing her room; she would have to wait until her cousin was asleep.

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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 37

The night before Thanksgiving, the Bowmans and the Collinses had dinner together at the town’s bar and grill. Both families had guests in town for the holiday. Betty Ann Collins’ sister, Sarah Ann, was visiting with her family. This was an unusual occurrence; although they lived barely an hour apart, the two families rarely saw each other. Sarah Ann and her husband were conservative Christians and tended to argue with Kat’s much more liberal parents. But they had recently decided to try again to get along, seeing as they were family, and agreed to get together for Thanksgiving.

Sarah Ann had a daughter, Sally Ann, who was just two months younger than Kelly. Kelly hadn’t seen her cousin since they were both in junior high. At that time they’d been almost twins; 5 years later they still looked very much alike, with the same red hair and green eyes, but Sally Ann was a little shorter and curvier, Kelly taller and leaner.

Kat’s father’s brother and his wife were also in town, and also had a daughter the same age as Kat and Kelly. Like Kelly, Kat hadn’t seen her cousin in a number of years, in this case because her family had moved to Europe and seldom returned. Kat remembered her cousin J.J. (short for Jennifer Jasmine) as a short, dumpy 11-year-old with big glasses, but in the intervening years she’d changed considerably. She was tall and willowy, with medium-length black hair and striking blue eyes (contacts, no glasses).

The restaurant didn’t have a table big enough for the whole party, so the four girls ended up at a separate table together. Initially they were joined by J.J.’s younger brother, a sullen 14-year-old who didn’t say much. In any case the conversation was dominated by his sister, who was worldly, intelligent, and opinionated, and spent much of the meal regaling the others with tales of her travels and adventures. Kelly Ann was especially taken with the vivacious J.J., while Kat found herself oddly drawn to Sally, who was shy and polite and seemed occasionally discomfited by some of J.J.’s graphic tales of sex and wild parties. Kat went out of her way to try to make Sally feel at ease, trying to draw her into the conversation and steer the subject matter into more wholesome areas. 

Between the entrees and dessert J.J.’s brother switched places with Samantha Bowman, who did not fail to notice how Kat was acting toward Sally Ann. After dessert Kat excused herself to go to the restroom, and her mother followed close behind. As they were checking their hair Samantha addressed her daughter.

“Katrina Margaret Bowman, don’t you dare even think about it.”

Kat flashed her best innocent look. “What are you talking about, Mom?”

“I saw the way you were flirting with Sally. Her family is very religious, you know. Sarah Ann would kill Betty if her daughter somehow got corrupted.”

Kat rolled her eyes. “Jeez, Mom, can’t I be nice to somebody without getting accused of something?”

“OK, fine,” said Samantha, moderating her tone. “You just better not be thinking what I think you’re thinking.”

After the meal Kat and Kelly had been planning to attend a party that a friend from school was throwing. J.J. was more than willing to join them, but Sally was hesitant. After some cajoling she finally agreed to seek permission from her parents, who consented as long as she promised to leave the party if she saw anyone drinking or doing drugs.

The four girls walked together to the party, and out of sight of her parents Sally Ann appeared to relax a little, laughing loudly at a slightly off-color joke that J.J. made. When they arrived the party was in full swing, with loud hip-hop blasting, people dancing and talking loudly to be heard over the music, and a large group congregated in the kitchen. 

Sally immediately looked uncomfortable, and within 10 minutes she saw a group of girls doing tequila shots in the living room. “I should go,” she said, looking forlornly at Kelly. 

Kelly hesitated. She felt responsible for her cousin, but this was lame... they had just gotten there. She would rather have been related to J.J., who had immediately gotten in line for a shot. Before Kelly could make up her mind what to do, Kat spoke up. “I’ll walk her home.”

Kelly gave her friend a surprised look. “You sure?”

Kat nodded. “No worries.” Suddenly she didn’t really want to be here, and even though it was kind of uncool, she actually admired Sally for sticking to her promise. “You have fun, maybe I’ll get back later.”

“OK,” said Kelly, and went to find J.J., who had already taken her tequila shot and gone to look for more fun. Kelly found her in the back yard with a group that was passing around a joint. This girl certainly knows how to have a good time, Kelly thought.

Soon Kelly was high as a kite and laughing hysterically at a story J.J. was telling about a rock festival in Germany. Just being around J.J. made her feel really good, and for a while she was having as much fun as she could remember.

Some time later Kelly and J.J. went back inside to look for something more to drink. They had just found the door to the kitchen when a figure suddenly blocked their way. Kelly gasped – it was Jeff, her ex-boyfriend, looking very drunk and a little scary.

“Well, well, well,” he said. “Kelly Ann Collins. Long time no see. What have you been up to?”

Before Kelly could answer, Jeff looked at J.J. and added, “Never mind. I know what you’ve been doing.”

J.J. stepped in front of Kelly and said, “Who are you?”

“Who the hell are you?” Jeff responded. He took one step forward in a vaguely threatening manner, but he was drunk enough to be slightly unsteady on his feet. A very light shove in the chest from J.J. sent him sprawling to the floor, where he remained.

J.J. took Kelly by the hand. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Bitch,” muttered Jeff from a prone position. As Kelly and J.J. left, he shouted after them, “I’m going to tell everyone about you, Kelly.”

 

Kat, meanwhile, had taken Sally Ann on a long, circuitous route home, enjoying the night air and trying to draw Sally out a little, get her to talk. It was rough going but she’d made some progress by the time they arrived at the Collinses’ front door. Sally thanked Kat for looking after her and favored her with a warm hug before they said good night. Walking to her own house, Kat was amazed to find that she felt a little lightheaded. What might the future hold?

Kelly Ann and J.J. likewise took a long stroll around the neighborhood, sharing the remains of a bottle of vodka that J.J. had appropriated on their way out of the party. It was well into the wee hours when Kelly finally led them to the Bowmans’ door, where J.J. threw both arms around the redhead and gave her a long, deep, wet kiss. “Good night, Kelly Ann,” whispered J.J. “It was very very nice to meet you.”

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