Desiree Femme Ch. 19-21

19

SHOWERS WASH ALL SINS AWAY

Kelly followed the young man into the room, and her cunt was dripping like a September honeycomb. The stain coated the inside of her thighs and reached her knees. The bed was a four-post queen, and Liam sat on it. He looked like he was trying to decide what to do next. Kelly stood before him and ran her hands up her body, stopping to pinch her swollen nipples. She wasn't trying to turn Liam on; she needed to maul and twist the sensitive nubs. The man sat there watching as she spread his knees. Liam Coulter pulled this dazzling beauty toward him and, hooking his thumbs in her waistband, inched the legging down. They were soaking wet, and the lack of panties didn't help to hide the stain.

Kelly had lifted her top over her tits and played with her turgid nipples; they were swollen, and fluid was dripping out of the spigots. She thought about nipple frigging her tits but opted for a good old-fashioned sucking. She leaned in, whispering, "I am so fucking horny!" as she offered the pleasure bags to Liam, and he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked. Her milk was sweet, and he sucked harder, trying to fill his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the tip, and Kelly pressed her jug into his mouth, gasping.

"Put your finger in it. Fuck my tit!" She begged. Liam had never heard of such a thing. He started to circle his pinky around the pleasure point, and it slipped in. "Ahhh, Fuck!" Kelly wailed, clutching the melons with both hands and holding them up as an

offering, squeezing them for ripeness. Milk squirted around the finger, and Liam lapped it as it ran down her stomach.

Liam removed the finger and, turning the woman, pushed her back onto the bed. Kelly tried to spread her legs, but the tights around her ankles restricted her. Liam had a bizarre idea, and he acted on it immediately. He took her leggings and tied Kelly's right leg to the bottom post of the bed. He slept in the very bed the night before and slipped the belt off his bathrobe. He tied her left leg to the other post and crawled up in between her thighs.

Kelly's hips were jerking and shaking as she forced her index fingers into her nipples. She wanted to shout and cry at the same time over the intensity in her boobs, and she fucked them in micro thrusts. Liam couldn't believe what was happening. He watched the insane spectacle as he inched toward Kelly's cunt, and he swore juice was bubbling out of the lips in a rabid foam. Her clitoris reared up over an inch and popped and jolted.

Kelly gasped in a repetitious droning, "Ahhhh! Aahhhhh! Aaahhhhhh!" Liam flicked the engorged organ with his tongue; one tiny flick was all it took as Kelly's cum engine red-lined. Liam had never actually seen a woman squirt; oh, sure, he read about it in the porn stories, but reading about it and seeing it were two different things. The cunt blast shot over his head for close to six feet as Kelly screamed, "Fuck!, Fuck!, Fuck! As her hips bucked and lurched in the colossal ejaculation. Kelly's cunt sprayed on and on, and the subsequent lesser blasts coated Liam's face and hair.

Liam was red-hot and ready and climbed on Kelly even before she ran dry. He wanted to take his cock and club the woman into unconsciousness. Kelly had other ideas and rolled herself onto her stomach, crossing her bound legs in the process.

"In my ass, boy! Put it in my ass, now!" Liam stared at the crossed legs and thighs and rubbed his cock along the crack as Kelly tried to rise to the occasion. She was so slippery, and Liam probed the well of her cheeks, searching for the pucker. "There, in there!

Put it in now, boy." Why Liam didn't cum right then and there was a mystery to him, and he popped his cock head past her sphincter.

Kelly was wailing now as Liam hung out on the tollbooth to her inner anal sanctum. "God damn it, shove it in fucker, all the way! Fuck it, fuck my ass, boy!" Liam was only too happy to comply and rammed his boner to the root. He had never fucked an ass before; all the girls shied away from the painful experience. This was a dream come true; here was a beautiful woman who, not only, enjoyed this bizarre treatment but demanded it. On the third stroke, Kelly's cunt ruptured another blast, and she squeezed her cheeks together for all she was worth. The cum-boogie set Liam off, and he shot his splooge into her innards.

"I have to take a pee," he said.

"How convenient." Kelly slapped her still thrumming clit and came again in a shower of O-bomb sparks and piss sprayed of her own. Liam couldn't believe his eyes and had one thought, Hey, when in Rome, as he let loose his bladder. Not to be outdone, Kelly flipped over, grabbed his boner in midflight, and shoved it in her mouth for a pee martini.

Showers wash all sins away, and Kelly saw her's go down the drain. Liam sat on the bed and called his phone from Kelly's. He would have her number; who knew, maybe they would meet up another day.

20

ADVENTURES IN THE REST ROOM

Art Bishop sat on the toilet of the staff rest room playing with his cock as he called up the episode of Sally Dobbins' lewd display. What kind of a whore doesn't wear underpants in class? And what was all that stuff under her chair? He was at a loss to find these answers; the math teacher only knew he wanted a slice of Sally Dobbins. He told himself that he would never really touch her; she was only sixteen as he pounded his meat like a flank steak.

The memory of her slit spurting fluid out on the floor scalded his brain, and he couldn't let go of the vision. Her friend wasn't much better; the puddle under her seat proved as much. After the class, Art Bishop wiped the puddles with a paper towel from his lunch bag. He stuffed the towel in the Zip Lock bag from his discarded sandwich.

The taste and smell of the towel pushed him toward his orgasm as he chewed the paper to shreds. This is how their cunts taste, he told himself. When the grand moment came, he shot his wad into the Zip-loc bag, saving it for a treat later. He hadn't tasted sperm since his college days and missed the salty goo.

"God damn fucking whores!" He grunted as he belched up spasm after spasm. The dilemma was how he could get a piece of this teenager, not lose his job, and end up in jail.

Denise Forrester sat in the staff room, waiting for Arthur to leave the restroom. He'd been in the room an awfully long time. Classes would be starting soon, and she wanted to make a date with the man; maybe they could go to Mojo's for a coffee after school.

Such a date wouldn't be so exciting, but the end result might be. Denise wanted to have a sexual relationship with the handsome teacher. She couldn't remember the last date she'd been on.

Désirée sucked Minister Bob's cock with the force of a god while she tickled his balls, shooting e-stim shocks. He didn't know what was happening; he couldn't know. He thought Désirée was a beautiful woman and knew nothing about sexual dominance and whatnot.

Désirée stood before the minister and peeled her tights down, exposing her engineered vagina. She lifted her tube top, and her tits spilled free, nipples jutting forward. Bob's freak was building, and he ogled the android's main frame. This had to be the picture-perfect woman, and the fact that she was seducing him here in his church was clearly to be interpreted as a message from above. She scrunched toward him and, taking his hand, guided it to her pussy. It was hot, and Bob swore he could feel the lips buzz.

It all would have stayed in the sane lane and not set off Bob's perv-o-meter if her robotic clit hadn't started to elongate, filling his hand. The organ grew inch by inch, and Bob watched it in awe. This was the perfect woman, and she had a cock!

He gently started to stroke the girl-cock, and Désirée stood, thrusting her hips into his rubs. The tension was building, and Désirée felt her tide rise, her programming kicking in.

Gladys watched the insane display; this was something new, and she wanted to get her nuts off. She didn't care if anyone knew, and the old woman rasped her cunt in a grunting rhythm.

"Yes, Bobby, that's it. Rub my girl club; squeeze it harder! Come on, Bobby, I need it so bad." Désirée urged him on in a voice that sounded like a young girl, and he had an overwhelming urge to take the girl stick in his mouth. Gladys watched, mesmerized, as the woman leaned in, and Minister Bob opened his mouth to accept the eight-inch clit. Désirée circled the boner around his mouth as he

worshiped it with his tongue. He had never been in a live gay experience, but this was different; it was a girl with a cock. That was an opportunity too good to pass up, and he slid the prong into his throat, alternately sucking and choking.

Gladys slithered her two fingers past her clit and poked them into her anus. She reserved this for her 'special' times. This was definitely one of those.

"Oh yeah, Bobby. Eat my clit; swallow it. I'll be good to you if you do, I promise. Suck it, suck it hard, Bobby! Oh yeah, that's right; just like that."

Désirée's clit pulsed in the back of Minister Bob's mouth, and he worked the organ for all he was worth to the rants.

"Come on, Bobby, chew on it! Suck it harder. Make me cum. I need it!" Désirée gyrated her hips into Bob's face as he pulled on his cock. He would finally cum with a dick in his mouth, and he wondered how he would handle his new role in the Baptist community.

To say that Caleb was disturbed with tremendous feelings of guilt because he had sex with not only his sister, but his Mom as well was an understatement. Being brought up in a strict religious environment left few other options. The boy had to talk with someone and get absolution, and the only person available who he felt could give him this was his father; after all, he was a minister.

Caleb was quiet when he entered the First Baptist Church of Ridgebury. He expected his Dad to be in the back office, maybe working on his sermons or something. He heard voices, and as he stood at the door to the worship area, they became clearer.

"Come on, Bobby, do my clitty. I'm almost there. Suck me good. Aahh! Yes! That's the way!" Désirée practically shouted the dirty commands, and they echoed off the empty room. Caleb was transfixed as he thought about the cock sucking his sister had given him and the ass fucking he did to his Mom, and his dick hardened into steel.

When Chloe straddled her friend as she sat on the toilet, she genuinely wanted to help her and make her feel better. The surest way to do this was to make her cum, and she picked up the Lovense bulb and rubbed it along Sally's pussy slit. She shuddered and moaned, "Oh, fuck. I can't keep doing this, Chloe. What are you doing to me?" She began to jerk her thighs forward as Chloe pressed the bulb in. She knew what her friend was doing to her, which thrilled and frightened her. Up to now, she'd had exclusively hetero experiences; did these O-bombs make her a lesbian? Chloe stood her friend up and, sitting on the commode, spread her legs wide, "Taste me, Sally. Come on, you can do it." The bulb in Sally's cunt felt good after her vagina resized itself. She looked up and stared into Chloe's pussy as it opened and closed in epileptic spasms. This would be the second cunt she would eat, and it wasn't off-putting. She wanted it. Chloe's slit looked inviting as she spread the lips with her left hand; her clit popped up and reminded Sally of a miniature cock, like the ones she routinely sucked.

Chloe held her phone in her right hand as Sally teased the bloated nub with just the tip of her tongue, inhaling the musky scent. Chloe sighed but held off on the vibrations; she wanted to enjoy this pussy licking.

"Come on, Sally, suck it. Bite my clit!" Chloe urged. Sally did. The girl mashed her mouth into the clit and sucked as hard as she could, and that was a considerable amount. She remembered Johnny and how much he loved her vacuum mouth and would come buckets. The thoughts made her pussy clamp down on the Lovense.

Denise Forrester had a small bladder, even for a woman, and needed to pee in the worst way. The closest room was, coincidentally, the same one where Chloe was getting her munch job.

She was shocked when she entered the room. A pair of legs were sticking out from under the stall door, and she wondered if someone was sick. That's when she heard the dialogue from inside the stall.

"Fucking chew it, Sally, suck it. Eat it! Eat my fucking cunt. Jesus, don't stop. I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" The teacher recognized the voice and knew it was Chloe Kovacs. How could the sweetest girl in the school say words as dirty as these?

Chloe was close and turned the vibration level up, and she wasn't kind. Her thumb slid the bar graph to full. The bulbs came to life, and Sally reared her head and shouted, "Aaaaahhh!" Chloe answered by grabbing her hair and forcing her face back into her boiling cunt.

"I'm gonna cum! Fuck, Don't stop you fucking bitch! Here it comes!"

Sally grunted into the gash, and Chloe ranted, "Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh!" as she worked the app, torturing her pussy.

Denise couldn't believe what she was hearing. It shocked and disgusted her, but she had to admit that her pussy was wet. It had been so long since a man touched her there, and Art was not helpful. She crept toward the stall door, which was ajar, and stood there listening.

"Fucking damn it, I'm cumming. Oh fuck! Aahhh! Aaahhh! Aaahhhh!" Chloe chanted in a mantra of ecstatic shouts. The bulb had a similar effect on Sally's quim, and she flexed her legs straight, raising her ass as the convulsions shredded her cunt.

Denise peeked around into the stall and was met with the lurid sight of Sally Dobbins' raised ass as she reached up and consumed Chloe Kovac's vagina. The teacher lifted her skirt and rubbed her molten slit through the gusset of her panties. The itch there was maddening, and she had to quell it. The feelings overwhelmed her, and the harder she scratched, the more she chased down the long-awaited orgasm. The worst part was that she was getting aroused by watching teenagers having lesbian sex; she was turned on as never before. Denise Forrester, Social Studies teacher, looked up and stared into Chloe's smoldering eyes as she looked over Sally's head.

The look mesmerized the teacher, and what the girl said next changed her life.

"Miss Forrester, eat Sally's asshole; she really needs it." The woman stared at the bullet hole and then back to Chloe. Denise's eyes shot open; she had never even thought to do such a thing; why would someone want to eat an ass? "Come on, you know you want to. Put your tongue in and rim it good." Denise's cunt was dripping, and she slid the nylon of her panty crotch across her clit. It wouldn't be long now. She fell to her knees and faced off with Sally's ass as the girl, her student, wiggled her hips backward.

"That's it, Miss Forrester, lick it, get it ready. Spit on it." Get it ready for what? Denise wondered as she forced a mouthful of saliva onto her tongue and spit it onto the beautiful ass dimple pulsing before her eyes. When the spit hit the pucker, Sally forced her ass into the woman's face, screaming, "Motherfucker!"

Denise's mind played hooky as she licked the asshole. It didn't taste anything like she expected, the hole being slicked with the remnants of Sally's orgasm. It was sweet, a little musky, and she wanted more.

"Is your tongue in there? Put it all the way in, Miss Forrester." Chloe's glib ranting forced her to pry the opening apart seriously.

"Come on, Denise," Chloe called the teacher by her first name, and the teacher felt her pussy croak like a toad at twilight. I'm so close, she thought as she fucked the knot with her tongue and sandpapered her clit. She could almost hear her cunt belching, "Ribit, ribit, ribit."

"Put your finger in it. Do it now!" Was this weird? Denise didn't care anymore. All she wanted to do was follow orders and force her croaking cunt to belch out another ribbit. She licked her index finger and teased the clenched pucker. Sally emitted a low growl as her teacher forced her finger up her ass. Denise could feel the bulb Vibrate through the thin membrane of Sally's cunt and rectum.

"Oh my God. What's in there?" She asked as she sawed her digit in and out. Sally fucked back each time the finger poked.

"You'll find out soon enough; now, put another finger in!" Denise spit on her middle finger and slipped it in as Sally gasped, "Ooohhh!" She felt so full as the teacher plundered her tight opening.

"Put in another!" Chloe demanded, and the teacher forced her ring finger in. Sally was freaking out and wondered how much of this she could take. Her ass felt like it was as big as a manhole cover. She was biting and chewing Chloe's clit now as the anal tribbing spurred her on.

"Fuck," Chloe cried after a particularly vicious clit nip. "Put them all in, come on Denise, shove them in." Denise had her marching orders and jammed her four fingers in the quivering ass to the thumb joint.

Carrie Paulsen had returned from her vacation; the sun on St Thomas had tanned her skin and bleached her hair, and she looked fantastic. She still had no luck in the sex department. Her parents constantly hovering over, coupled with her early period, put the kibosh on that. She couldn't wait to get back to work at Mojo's and get a little lezzy play from the manager and thought of the bottom-feeding that Kim routinely performed on her.

The girl wanted to change her tampon; it was the end of her cycle, and she wanted to feel fresh. She stood outside the girl's room and checked her purse for a pussy plug. That was when she heard the muffled tirade.

Sally was losing her shit, literally, as Denise thrust her hand in her back door in karate chops. "God Damn it! Miss Forrester, fuck my ass! Use your fist! Do it; put it all in. I need it, now." This was new to Sally, but she knew, without a doubt, she would cum like a comet.

Carrie could clearly hear Sally's rant and cracked the door open. The sight attracted her like a magnet to iron. There was her Social

Studies teacher, Miss Forrester, ass fucking a student with her hand, and it was none other than the class trollop, Sally Dobbins. This is going to be good.

Sally's sphincter rippled around the teacher's hand as she clobbered the tiny opening. Her asshole was expanding, and Sally wanted the full Monty. "Please, Miss Forrester, put your fist in. I need it! I can take it. Do it now!" the girl implored.

Carrie was used to ass-play; she and Kim tongued each other's asses lots of times, but an anal fist fucking was a horse cock of a different color, and her sphincter spasmed as she watched the spectacle. The scene she witnessed scalded her mind, and she would never be able to unsee it, not that she would have wanted to.

When Carrie pulled Denise's panties down, the teacher didn't miss a beat. She was too close to her cherry-bomb to stop. She concentrated and, tucking her thumb into her palm, twisted the fist into Sally's tiny ass.

"Oh! God damn!" Sally wailed as her dam broke. Carrie buried her nose in the Social Studies teacher's ass and, snaking her tongue under the taint, slithered it over Denise's' clitty. Study this, Miss Forrester!

Chloe was not to be left behind, so the app was adjusted to pulse in a maddening ascending intensity. Sally leaned against her pubic bone and used her hands to slap at her clit and poke two fingers into Chloe's ass. That's what I need, Chloe thought as another spasm started.

Denise's pre cum dripped into Carrie's mouth, and she slicked her hand in the spume. She circled her fingers around the teacher's cunt and ass, two by two, and pushed. Denise was standing as Carrie ate her clit and hand fucked her holes in a double barrel assault. It seemed like forever since someone other than she had made her cum. Masturbation was okay to get to sleep, but this was different. Her detonation started as a spasm and pulsed repeatedly as it grew in intensity. This wasn't her usual, garden-variety pussy pop, it was