Nikhil’s mother, Rita was a classic north Indian beauty who oozed sex appeal. Nikhita had been in love with Nikhil, her classmate but he had brought Nikhita to his house only yesterday. Nikhita knew she was pretty, and so was Nikhil, tall, hansdsome and intelligent. Nikhita was average height with thick, dark black hair and large black eyes. She had curves in all right places. Her bust was ample, white with black cones which became erect when her lover Nikhil touched them. They had not fucked yet but she kept her pussy shaved. Who knows when the first time may come?
” Mom, this is Nikhita. Nikhita, this is my Mom, Rita!” her boyfriend introduced the two ladies. “Good to see you darling! Nikhi;l is a lucky guy to have a girlfriend as charming as sexy as you. Give his old mom a hug, darling. Mine and my son’s choices are often same. Nikhita, be my friend too. You look gorgeous! Nikhil is going out hunting tomorrow and if you have time, come here and we can have a nice time together and then you will get to know your future mother in law. OK?”
Nikhita smelt a lesbian invitation in her future mother in law’s voice as the mature lady put her arms round her slender body. The musky smell of her perfume aroused Nikhita at once. Nikhita was not new to feminine relationships, but she wasn’t an experienced player of the lesbian world. She put her arms round Rita’s full body, her full breasts pressed against Rita’s fuller boobs as the two embraced each other.
The next day, Nikhita visited Rita just for the fun of it. Within minutes, she had an armful of books and started flipping through them, speed-reading the back covers where they always printed the summaries. Juggling books, flipping them at an increasingly fast speed, it wasn’t long before she lost control and they went tumbling to the floor.
Dana winced at the sound of books crashing, and quickly bent to pick them up. Suddenly, a hand appeared in her line of vision and Dana’s head whipped up, her cheeks beginning to burn with embarrassment. Fear quickly added itself to the mix when she saw who was helping her.
Karen began gathering books, and didn’t notice the look of horror that was spreading across Dana’s face. The Written Word was her store, and she made a habit of getting to know her regulars. About ten minutes ago, she had been stocking books on the far side of the store, when she looked up to see Dana rushing in. Dana was one of her best customers, frequenting Karen’s store at least once a week. Sometimes she bought just one book, other times she’d leave with bags bulging full. Karen would sometimes stop to chat with her whenever Dana came in. Karen believed that adding a personal touch was one of the things that kept her regulars returning to her store.
She’d noticed that Dana seemed to be in quite a rush, so she had hesitated from walking over to say hi, but when she heard the books fall, she hurried over to offer her assistance. Scooping up books, Karen’s mind began to register some of the titles: “100 Ways to Drive a Woman Wild in Bed” and “The Lesbian’s Guide to Better Sex”. Looking up, Karen saw Dana’s face was tight with embarrassment and tension. Not wanting to upset one of her best customers, Karen quickly handed the books back to Dana, careful to act as if she hadn’t noticed the titles.
Dana accepted the books Karen handed her, returned Karen’s smile with a weak one of her own, then muttered a “thank you” as Karen backed out of the aisle. God, she wanted to die! Karen was the storeowner and always went out of her way to say hello, or to talk for a few minutes. That’s one of the things Dana always appreciated about the little store. It was about a quarter of the size of the big chains, but Dana enjoyed the cozy atmosphere and thought their selection was very well rounded. Dana didn’t advertise, though, that she was a lesbian. People never guessed that about her unless she came straight out and admitted it. Karen had just played things very cool, pretending she hadn’t noticed what kind of books Dana had, but Dana had caught her eyes skimming the titles. Dana was in her early thirties and judged Karen to be about ten years older. Because she was older, Dana wasn’t sure how open-minded Karen was about sexuality, so she’d always been careful not to say, or do, anything that would tip Karen off about her.
But now the cat was out of the bag, and Dana felt like sinking right into the carpet and disappearing. Picking out two books that seemed to fit her needs, Dana headed to the cash register, silently hoping that today’s events wouldn’t effect how Karen treated her in the future.
Karen watched the slim brunette pay for her books, then rush back out the door, and noticed that Dana had kept her head down the whole way to the register and on her way out. She felt like kicking herself. She always thought of Dana as incredibly sweet and very intelligent. Karen often found herself wishing Dana would stop in, just so she could talk to her for a bit. Dana had a fantastic sense of humor, and was quick with a joke, or sarcastic quip that never failed to make her laugh. She never would have guessed that Dana was gay, but it really didn’t bother her that she was. Besides, Karen knew she had no room to talk, since she’d spent the majority of her college years involved with another woman. Her senior year, the girl had dumped her cold, and she’d sworn never to get involved with another woman again. Instead, she had started dating several guys from the fraternities and eventually had ended up marrying one of them. Twenty years later, she was divorced, her son and daughter both away at college, and a small business owner. Karen had received a very nice divorce settlement, and she and her ex-husband had agreed to put enough money in a separate account specifically to pay for their children’s education, but Karen wasn’t well off enough to be able to afford scaring away customers, especially ones as loyal as Dana. Not to mention she truly liked the woman.
Karen sighed and returned to her stock work. Silently she vowed, next time Dana came in, to apologize and make clear to Dana that she wasn’t one to judge others. Satisfied with her plan, Karen went back to work.
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Three weeks later, Dana sat in her car in the bookstore’s parking lot. Thanks to her books, and her own experience, that first night with Rita had gone quite well. The problem turned out to be that, out of bed, Rita was a diva and a complete bore. It had taken a week for Dana to figure that out, another week trying to ignore those facts because she really enjoyed the sex, then a third week to work her way around to breaking things off, which she had finally done last night.
She’d avoided the store this entire time, partly because she was embarrassed about the other day, and partly because she’d been too busy getting laid. This morning she’d gone looking for a good book to read, and realized she didn’t have anything. She’d driven to the small bookstore automatically. Now that she was here, she suddenly felt unsure about going in. Dana was afraid that things were going to be awkward now. Well, she’d never know for sure if she didn’t get out of the car. Sucking up some courage, Dana climbed out of her new G6 and headed for the store.
Saturday was always her busiest day, and Karen stood at the register, she and Chelsea passing each other every few minutes as they bustled around, checking out customers and bagging books. Karen only had two employees, Tim and Chelsea, who were both local college students. They both worked part-time, and Karen usually staggered their days, but on Saturday she always brought both of them in to work the registers. Tim was taking his break, so Karen was covering the counter until he returned. Hearing the tinkling of bells that signaled the arrival of a new customer, Karen looked up just in time to see Dana walk in, and wished Tim would hurry back.
Dana took a few steps inside and stopped, scanning the store for Karen. She’d almost turned in a complete 180, when she saw Karen working the register. She thought she saw Karen flash her a quick smile, but wasn’t sure, because Karen had already turned her attention to the next person in line. Feeling slightly disappointed, Dana decided to go hunt for a good book.
Fifteen minutes later, Tim reappeared at the counter, and Karen hastily turned the register back over to him, in a hurry to catch Dana before she checked out, or just left. She’d kept one eye on Dana while she worked, tracking her as she wandered around the store. Dana had worked her way to the far, back corner, and Karen felt relief wash through her. She might have a chance to talk to her with a relative amount of privacy.
Dana was so engrossed in searching for a book, that it took a moment for her to realize that Karen was quietly standing only an arm’s length away. Taken by surprise, she felt herself jump just a little.
Karen frowned at Dana’s reaction, becoming upset with herself because she was the cause of Dana’s skittishness. “Listen, I’m so very sorry about the other day,” she blurted out. When Dana just stared at her, she rushed on. “I’m the last person who would ever judge you, and I’m not just trying to hold on to a customer. I think you’re a wonderful, intelligent young woman and I feel horrible thinking you don’t feel comfortable around me anymore. I’d love to see you continue shopping here, for obvious reasons, but also because I really enjoy our chats.” Karen stopped to take a breath, everything she’d just said having come out all in one breath.
Dana found herself releasing the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, and found her heart melting a little at Karen’s sincere, and desperate, speech. She never knew that Karen enjoyed talking to her so much, and felt herself warming up to the older woman. Actually, she’d always enjoyed checking Karen out from a respectful distance. Dana never knew exactly what it was, but she always found older women kind of sexy. To her, many of them seemed to have a kind of innate grace and inner confidence to them that she found very appealing. It was Dana’s impression that Karen had those qualities in spades. Studying her, Dana finally noticed that Karen had cut her hair. Before, she’d worn it in a shoulder length bob, which Dana thought did nothing for her. Now, though, Karen’s auburn hair was cut short, in a classic style, and Dana noticed that Karen looked so much better with it. It seemed to make her high cheekbones and hazel eyes more obvious.
“Stop,” Dana ordered herself. Now was not the time to be checking her out, and Dana forced her eyes to meet Karen’s, instead of working their way down Karen’s impressive figure. She found Karen nervously watching her, and Dana berated herself for forcing Karen to wait on pins and needles for her response.
“It’s ok, Karen. I really love your store and was afraid I wouldn’t be welcomed here after the other day. After you…”
“Oh, no. It’s ok. Really, you’re one of my favorite customers, Dana. Your personal choices are none of my business, but I don’t judge people that way, anyway.”
Dana nodded, feeling much better that she had when she first walked in. “So, we’re ok, then?” Dana watched Karen’s smile light up her face.
“Yes, honey, we’re fine. Really, fine…” Karen’s voice trailed off as she caught herself laying a hand on Dana’s arm. It really wasn’t like her to be touchy feely with people, at least not with anyone outside of family.
Goosebumps rose up on her arm where Karen’s fingers skimmed over her as she quickly retracted her hand. Dana felt her body growing warm from the brief physical contact.
Karen clenched and unclenched her hand, wondering why her fingertips were tingling. She hoped she hadn’t injured herself; pinched a nerve, or something. “At my age, you just never know,” she thought with a rueful, inward chuckle. Catching Dana watching her shaking her hand, she suddenly felt uncomfortably warm, and pointed to the poster pinned to the wall above Dana’s head, eager to change the subject.
“It’s a good thing you ordered so far in advance,” Karen commented.
Dana followed to where Karen was pointing, and her eyes rested on a poster advertising the upcoming release of the next book in a vastly popular children’s series. The books were breaking every record known to man in the publishing world and was an international phenomenon. Many believed one of the reasons the books always sold so well was because they were as popular with adults as they were with children. Dana was one of those adults.
“Why? Is there a limit as to how many books you can purchase, or something?”
“No. It’s just that I had to sign an agreement promising to keep tight security on the shipment I receive. Because of my limited storage space, I can only manage to hold a certain number of books and still keep them under lock and key. I wasn’t worried about it initially, but I wasn’t expecting all the pre-orders I’ve received. I had to pull the order forms a couple of weeks ago because I’ve hit my limit.” Karen gave a little laugh, and then continued. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled, just a little surprised, that’s all.”
“Good for you,” was Dana’s enthusiastic reply. She was truly happy to hear that Karen’s business was doing so well. “Are you throwing a book release party?”
She could tell buy the mystified look on Karen’s face that she hadn’t considered it. Laughing, Dana explained to Karen about how many of the big chain stores always held these huge book release parties that coincided with the midnight release of each new book in the series, and how having one would help Karen generate new sales, but Dana’s voice started to trail off as she remembered Karen’s remark about having run out of storage space.
Karen remained silent as Dana’s last words petered out, thoughtfully chewing on her lower lip. Her mine was already starting to lay out plans for a party, but knew it’d be pointless without the ability to purchase more books. She wasn’t even sure if she could do so at this late date.
Dana had attempted to speak again. For some reason, words failed her, as she stared transfixed, at Karen’s mouth while her pearly white teeth tortured her bottom lip. Feeling a familiar heat slip threw her body and settle between her legs, she gave herself a mental shake, trying to figure out why the hell she was suddenly so attracted to Karen. “What was the point, anyway?” she thought. She knew for a fact Karen was married with two children, albeit they were grown and away at college. Still, becoming infatuated with a straight woman was a lesson in hopelessness, and she forced herself to concentrate on what Karen was saying, who was now thinking out loud. Picking up the thread, Dana joined in, tossing her own ideas into the pot.
Karen listened intently as Dana began brainstorming. Liking very much what she heard, Karen stepped over to stand beside Dana, threading her arm under Dana’s, linking them together.
A bolt of electricity shot threw her as Karen’s arm snaked under her own, essentially capturing her, and holding her to Karen’s side. Staring at the arm that was wrapped around her own, Dana realized Karen was waiting for some kind of response.
“Huh? Uh, sorry, Karen, I sort of drifted off for a minute,” Dana muttered.
Karen just flashed her a brilliant smile. “That’s ok, honey. What I was saying, asking, actually, was whether or not you’d mine going to dinner with me. It’s almost five, closing time, but we both seem to be on a roll here, and I don’t want to stop.” Karen leaned over so they were eye to eye, watching Dana’s face expectantly. “What do you say? Dinner ok with you? If you don’t already have plans, that is.” Karen wondered over the butterflies in her stomach as she awaited Dana’s answer.
Dinner? Did she want to go to dinner? Did she like breathing air? Of course she wanted to go to dinner. A little shocked at her own eagerness, Dana shook her head yes, feeling that internal warmth increase as she watched Karen’s face light up upon hearing Dana accept her invitation. Karen began tugging her towards her office, shouting out to Tim and Chelsea that it was ok for them to go ahead and start locking up for the night. Drifting along beside her, Dana was starting to question her own sanity.
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Karen couldn’t remember the last time she’d had this much fun at dinner, or the last time she’d had this much fun, period. Dana had always hit her as a very well rounded person, and their dinner conversation was only proving how right Karen’s initial impression had been. Dana seemed very knowledgeable on a variety of subjects, ranging from the arts, to politics, and everything in between. She also had a very wry, sarcastic sense of humor that Karen found extremely entertaining.
She found herself secretly wishing Dana were a man, then her mine jumped to the relationship she’d had with another woman while in college. Remembering how that woman had broken her heart, she gave herself a mental shake. She’d learned her lesson on that one. “Still, wouldn’t it be nice,” she thought.
Dana couldn’t believe how much fun she was having with Karen, how comfortable it felt to spend an evening with this woman, sharing food, laughter and ideas, almost as if they’d been friends forever. She found her eyes straying to the v-neck of Karen’s blouse, her heart picking up speed as she briefly studied the milky white top of Karen’s breasts. Inwardly moaning, Dana almost missed what it was that Karen was saying. She’d caught herself doing that a lot tonight, enjoying the conversation, but still finding herself distracted over things she noticed about Karen’s physical appearance. Like the little gleam in Karen’s eyes when she’d whispered a dirty joke earlier, or the way her hair looked in the restaurant’s lighting.
But what was really driving her crazy, almost completely insane, was Karen’s habit of giving her these light little touches all night. Karen would lay her hand on Dana’s arm as she said things like, “Oh, that reminds me…” or “Did you know…” and the little jolts from where their skin touched was pushing Dana to the limits of her control. Probably the only thing that was keeping her from dragging Karen out of here, and straight to her apartment, was the fact that she knew Karen to be straight. She shuddered a little at the thought of Karen’s reaction if she acted on her thoughts. Truly enjoying this budding relationship with the storeowner, Dana decided she didn’t want to jeopardize it buy pushing her homosexuality in Karen’s face.
Karen hid behind a hand as she stifled a yawn, reluctant to admit that she was slowly fading out for the evening. She glanced at Dana, realized that she’d been caught in the act, saw Dana’s eyes lock on hers, and felt a moments thrill before both of them burst out laughing when they saw they’d caught each other.
They paid the tab, then walked out to the parking lot together. Dana inhaled the gentle breeze that drifted across the lot, and Karen couldn’t help but watch the rise and fall of Dana’s chest.
Dana spotted Karen’s eyes drifting down to her breasts, and thought she’d seen them gleam. Was she having the same effect on Karen that the older woman was having on her? Dana felt hope flare up inside her. Right at that moment is when she finally noticed that Karen wasn’t wearing a wedding wing. The feeling of hope increased, then Dana stopped herself. For all she knew, Karen just didn’t wear it to the store, for whatever reason. But this little voice told her she’d regret it if she didn’t pry, just a bit. Trying to sound casual, Dana voiced a carefully worded comment.
I started to get ready for my interview. I decided to wear a black business suit and look professional. I knew that I had nice long and good looking legs. My friend Nikhita had setup my interview in the business office in which she was a partner. Nikhita’s mother had put Nikhita in business in finance. I was a little nervous.
I wanted to be there early than late. So there I was 15 minutes before the fixed time at 11 am. I went to the receptionist and told her that I had an appointment with Mrs J. Walia. She looked at me with a smile on her face and then said, “please be seated and I’ll inform Mrs J. Walia.”
I sat in a chair waiting nervously. I watched the receptionist as she called her boss on the intercom to inform about me. I also a smirk on her face, as she talked evidently she knew Mrs J. Walia well. When she got off the intercom,, she got up and went into another room and then came out with a glass of coke, which she offered to me. Then she said, ” Ms Walia will be with you in a few moments.” She went back to her desk and then she left.
The receptionist was not much younger than me and she was extremely attractive. The way she walked I could feel a model walking down the ramp at a designers show. She was shorter than me, but she had a perfect body. I found myself just staring at her. As she walked out, she looked at me, gave me a wink and then said, “Good luck sweety, hope to see you again,” Again, with a big smile.
While I was waiting for Ms Walia, I sipped on my drink and picked up a magazine that was on the table next to me. I was flipping the pages and saw that every page had beautiful women wearing some very sexy clothes. Then some women in erotic poses. In some pictures they were kissing one another. I put the magazine down, but found myself getting a little aroused by looking at these women, they were really sexy.
“Hi Sangeetha, I’m Jassi Walia. You went to school with Nikhita. I see that you’re as beautiful as Nikhita. Let’s go into my office and have a glass of red wine, I sure need a glass of wine to feel comfortable.” I started to say no, but she just took my hand in hers and went to her office.
She came back and handed me my wine and then she said, “Good luck, I hope that you are the one we are looking for. I like to interview potential employees personally, Nikhita is my friend’s daughter. She’ll be here in a while but she told me to start interviewing you without her.” Then she clicked my glass and we both took a drink.
I saw Ms Walia’s office and I was impressed. There was a leather couch, a large black wooden desk with a beautiful black leather chair, a big bar and the walls had pictures of beautiful, sexy women. Then I saw one picture was that of Ms Walia herself. My god! she was almost nude and had the most beautiful body. I couldn’t help but stare. As my eyes moved down her body, I noticed how firm her breasts were. I noticed her puffy crotch. I hope Ms Walia didn’t notice, but for some reason, I was getting wet between my legs. Am I a lesbian? The question rang in my ears.
Ms Walia was aware of me staring at her picture and said, “So what do you think of my body? I was a beautiful woman once when I was young, but these days I’m too busy training Nikhita manage business that her mother has given her.”
I lost some of my shyness. “I think that you were very attractive with a nice body, Nikhita adores you, really.” I blushed a little after saying that.
“Sangeeta, the reason you’re here is that I like what you look like. Nikhita told me that you are just the type of woman we’re looking for. The job pays, just to start, twenty thousand a month.” I was astonished at how much she was offering. I put my empty glass down and stood up as she asked.
“You look to be about 5’8″ and about 125#s and I would venture to guess, you’re about a ‘C’ cup. This is what we’re looking for, maybe a little taller with the proper platform shoes. Cathy, please disrobe for me so I can see what you look like naked.”
I hesitated and then asked, “is this really necessary. I mean I’m not sure what you’re looking for or what the job entails. I have to be honest with you, I’m rather shy and modest.”
“To answer your question, it is necessary but if you can’t deal with it then tell me now so that I can continue on with our search for the type of woman that we want.”
I stood there looking at her and at the same time thinking about how much that money would help me out of my current financial troubles. “Well Cathy, are you interested in this job or not? I don’t want you to waste my time, I’ve got an awful lot of work that I could do. So what do you say? One more thing, this job requires discipline, if we tell you to do something, it’s not a matter of you wanting to do it, YOU DO IT.”
I could tell by that last statement that she meant it. I desperately needed the job and knew I’d have a rough time getting a job, even at a fraction of what Tracy said that the salary would be. Besides, I had a couple of glasses of champagne and felt relaxed. I slowly started removing my clothes.
“No no Cathy, I’ll direct you on how to disrobe. I want you to do it slowly and in this sequence. First unbutton your suit jacket and slowly remove it and put it on the arm of the chair next to you. Very good, now I want you to unbutton your blouse and remove it and put it on top of your jacket. Ugh, were did you get that bra, at K-mart? Now remove your skirt and let it drop to the floor.”
Just then the door opened and in came Niki. “I see you girls have started without me,” she said with a smile. “Nice seeing you Cathy, I see that you have taken pretty good care of yourself. So far you look as sexy as you did in college, not that I got to see you in bra and panties then.”
Taking one look at Niki almost floored me, this wasn’t the Niki I remembered. First of all, she had a perfectly straight nose and her body was as trim as Tracy’s. Her legs were trim and it looked like she was developing the type of body that Tracy had, she looked hot.
Tracy said to Niki, “I think she looks like what we’re looking for, but Cathy seems to be a little hesitant about disrobing in front of us, that doesn’t bode well.”
I quickly spoke up and said, “well, it’s just that I’ve always been on the shy side and I think that’s why in college that a lot of the others thought that I was stuck up, including you, Niki. I’m not stuck up at all and I really could use this job, just tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it, I promise.”
“That’s good to hear, but before we go any further, you said that you would do as we instructed you to do, without questioning us and doing it obediently, will you do that?”
“I said I would and I mean it. Niki, Tracy, I really need this job and I’ll do as you ask.”
“Then let’s continue. Now take off your bra and put it in the waste basket, I don’t think you’ll be needing that any more. Just as I thought, size wise you have what we’re looking for, but those need to be firmed up a bit, but I love the nipples. What do you think, Niki?”
“I always knew that Cathy had a nice pair of boobs. Cathy, I want you to show us how you massage your boobs the way you do when you’re masturbating. But first, remove your panties.”
I promised myself that I would do whatever they asked of me because I really needed this job, whatever I had to do to get it, so I slowly lowered my panties and took them off. All I could think of was, I could certainly use another glass of champagne.
They both looked at me, standing stark naked in the center of the room, and then they looked at one another, with an approving smile. “Cathy, you do have what we are looking for, no doubt about it,” Niki said. “Tracy, why don’t you pour us a glass of champagne so that we can give our new employee a warm welcome, and then we can continue.”
We drank up, I was the first to finish my drink as if it was a glass of water. Not being much of a drinker, in fact, rarely did I have a drink, I could tell that I was certainly feeling it.
“Now Cathy, as I asked before, we want to see how you massage your breasts when you’re masturbating.”
“Uh, well, uh, I really don’t masturbate. Really, I know that a lot of guys do it but I don’t believe that women should, ya know, masturbate. So, uh, I just never did it.”
“Oh bull shit, Cathy, if you’ve never masturbated, I’m Mother Teresa.” Tracy said. “Another thing, your room was next to Niki’s in college and through the walls we could hear you going at it every night, now come here and stand in front of me, I can tell if you’re telling the truth, and if you’re not, then that will cost you. You gave us a verbal agreement that you would obey us without questioning our requests, you either do it, or your life will be made miserable. Now come here and stand in front of me and spread your legs.”
I knew that I couldn’t refuse her request because I did agree to their terms and again, I was now desperate for the money. Fortunately, I was relaxed from the drinks, plus I had to admit to myself, I did feel a certain amount of arousal from the way Tracy gave me orders; she spoke firmly with a no nonsense manner.
“That’s more like it,” Tracy said as I approached her and spread my legs. “later we’re going to have to get rid of this bush, for one thing, it hides your sexy cunt, now stand still.”
I did as Tracy asked and then I felt her fingers probe all around my bottom. “Turn around and bend over. Take your hands and spread your cheeks.” My god, they were even viewing my butt-hole.
Tracy Took her finger and started to massage my little rear hole, but she didn’t penetrate it with her fingers. I had to admit, I’ve rubbed it when I was masturbating and did get a great deal of sexual feeling from it.
“Niki,” Tracy said, “She does have a sexy ass-hole. “I’m going to ask you again, and don’t give us an idiotic answer, have you ever played or put anything in your ass-hole while masturbating?”
I didn’t even hesitate in my answer, “Yes, sometimes I rub it or will stick my finger in it if I’m really sexually excited, in fact, once I even put a candle in there when I was masturbating.” Oh damn, now they are going to think that I’m a sexual pervert.
“Very good,” Niki said, “Now you’re learning.” Then Tracy told me to turn around like I was before, and to spread my legs. Again I immediately obeyed. They gave an approving smile to one another. That made me feel good.
Tracy took her hand and started to massage my pussy lips. . Her touch was like magic and there was no way that I could hide the fact that I was getting sexually worked up. She then put a finger into my pussy and started to rotate it in my hole, I was not only getting very wet, but I knew if she continued, that even if I didn’t want to, that I would cum.
“Hell,” Tracy said to Niki, “I think our new slut is one hot cunt. I believe we do have the perfect sex slut for what we need, she is going to serve us well after some training.”
At this point I didn’t care what they said or did with me, it just felt so wild to have someone else touch me in a sexual way other than doing it with my own hands.
“How does it feel, slut? Do you like my fingers in your cunt? Do you want me to continue playing with your hole and to make you cum?”
I was breathing hard and I knew that if she continued any longer that I would cum, but I didn’t care, at this point I was beyond being embarrassed, I just wanted to cum. “Yes,” I quietly said.
“Yes what,” Niki demanded. “What do you want us to do to you, and answer louder?”
“I want you to make me cum. Yes, I want you to make me cum.” I repeated as I was getting closer to my orgasm. Then suddenly, Tracy took her fingers out of my hole. My body was shaking and I was hurting from the need to have an orgasm.
“So you want to cum, I always thought that you were a horny slut.” Niki said. “Now go over to the couch and sit down and spread your legs.” I did as she asked, “Now show us how you massage your tits as you masturbate.”
At this point, there was no way I could stop myself, I was in desperate need for some relief. My shyness and inhibitions were no longer an issue, mostly from the fact that those drinks helped and I was becoming more and more aware of my strong sexuality.. My breasts were always sensitive, but even more so in my present state of arousal. I didn’t hesitate to fondle my breasts, being fully aware of the two of them taking in everything that I did.. I started to pull on my nipples, for me, my nipples were almost as sensitive as my clit and the sensation would immediately make my pussy throb.
I had enough awareness to realize that I was getting Niki and Tracy sexually worked up as they watched my every move, and at the same time, they were touching each other in a sexual way. I was beginning to enjoy myself, knowing that I was pleasing these two beautiful women, I was becoming aware that I would do almost anything to please Niki and Tracy.
I was slouched down on the couch with my legs spread wide open as I was getting closer and closer to my orgasm. I dropped one of my hands and started to pull on my engorged inner lips that were really protruding out. From pictures I have seen of the female genitalia, I became aware in my adulthood, that my lips were much fuller and when aroused, as I am know, that my lips really get engorged and my large clit sticks out like a little cock and gets super sensitive.
I was now moaning loudly and breathing hard. Niki and Tracy were now on their knees on the floor, right in front of me. I couldn’t help noticing that they were fingering one another as they took a real close look at my pussy. At this point I was out of control and almost oblivious to anything except that I was starting to cum. Then I felt a finger go into my love hole and another finger into my bum hole, I was losing control as I started to hump the fingers as they were going in and out of my body.