“There we go,” says Monica. “You can get up now, Heather.”
She bought it!
Kyle pulls out of me, still hard but I know he would rather protect me than use it like Monica wanted him to.
Mary slides out from under me, and I just lay there, trying to stop crying.
“How did that feel, Heather?” asks Monica.
“Horrible,” I tell her. I didn’t have to lie, because I really did hate it.
“Good, maybe that’ll teach you a lesson,” says Monica.
“Are you sure?” asks Tracy. “I know we all hate her, but that really didn’t seem to teach her the lesson we wanted, it just caused her pain. I feel kinda bad for her.”
“Are you serious?” Monica asks. “Tracy, be reasonable. This is the girl who just decided what the rest of your life will be like. You’ll die here because of her. Do you really feel that bad for her?”
“Well, it’s just that you really didn’t have to do that to her,” says Tracy.
“Really? So, what did you want me to do instead?” asks Monica.
“The point is, we’re here. We’re probably going to be here for the rest of our lives. There’s no use fighting about something we can’t change,” pleads Tracy.
“Well, but…”
“No, she’s right,” says Jamie. “I never thought of it that way. I mean, the fact is we’ve only been here for an hour. So far, it hasn’t been too bad.”
“Who’s side are you on? Are you really willing to lose your virginity to a stranger, Jamie? I know I’m not,” says Monica.
“Well, no, but by the looks of it, I’m going to have to eventually. It might as well be tonight, at the party,” says Jamie.
I never knew Jamie was a virgin. I knew Monica was, but not Jamie. I remember Tracy telling me a story about her losing hers to some guy she met at the mall when she was 16 years old. I lost my virginity when I was 14, experimenting with my boyfriend. I’m 18 now, and so are Tracy, Monica, and Jamie. Monica is two months younger than Tracy though, but 3 weeks older than Jamie.
“So, what do you want to do?” asks Monica.
“I think we should apologize to Heather, first. Then, we should figure out what kind of people are going to be at this party, so we can be ready. We’re supposed to be sex slaves, right?” asks Tracy.
“What?” asks Jamie. “Tracy, are you actually happy that you’re a sex slave?”
“Well, no,” says Tracy, “but if we’ve been cursed to stay in this house as sex slaves, what’s the point of trying to run? Let’s just go along with it and we’ll think of a way out of here eventually. Right?”
“Yeah,” says Monica.
“You’re right,” says Jamie.
“Alright, then. Heather, I’m sorry for what we did to you,” says Tracy.
“I’m sorry, too,” says Jamie.
“Me too,” says Monica.
I look over at them and see the smile forming on their faces. I think they’ve finally forgiven me.
I roll over and sit on the side of the bed.
“So, how should we get ready for these people?” I ask.
“I don’t know, really. There’s gotta be some way to get prepared for something like this,” says Tracy.
“Well, I guess…” says Jamie, but then she stops before she can finish.
“What is it, Jamie?” asks Tracy.
“No, it’s stupid,” says Jamie.
“If you’ve got an idea, let’s hear it,” Monica says.
“What about if the four of us have sex, like a foursome. That’ll get us in the mood for it, at least,” said Jamie.
“No way!” spurts Monica.
“Wait a minute, because she might be onto something. Think about it. If we’re sex slaves, you really don’t think we’ll only be wanted by guys alone. There’s bound to be girls who expect us, too,” says Tracy.
“I guarantee it,” I say. “When I was in this house, I was fucked by girls more than half the time. I was also eating out girls while I was trapped in here, so you’re probably going to lick pussy as well.”
“Hold on, I’m no lesbian. There’s no way my face is ever going to be near another girl’s pussy,” says Monica.
“You’ll have to, eventually. I know that sometimes, even if you don’t want to, they’ll find a way to have sex with you. Even if it’s by force. That’s just the rules of the game here,” I tell her.
“So, it’s settled,” says Tracy. “We may not like it, but we have to do this sometime and it might as well be now.”
“You want to do that to me?” asks Mary, excited.
“Yeah, but I’ve never done that before. What should I do?” Tracy asks.
Mary lays down in the same spot as Jamie and me. By now, it has to be soaked in sweat and cum, but Mary doesn’t seem to mind.
“Just do to me what you think you would like. Instinct will take over after a while,” says Mary.
When Mary spread her legs, Tracy just looked down and stared into the dark tunnel in front of her. She slowly lowered her right hand to it and laid it across Mary’s mound. On contact, Mary yelped in pleasure and Tracy pulled her hand back as if she was burned.
She tried it again, even more slowly this time, and when she touched Mary’s pussy, she almost immediately began sliding her fingers up and down Mary’s juicy lips.
Once her juices coated Tracy’s fingers, Tracy looked up at Mary for approval. I walked over to the side of the bed to get a closer look and Monica followed me. It seems that Monica may just try this sooner than she thought.
The only look Mary seemed to give Tracy was a mixture of lust and need. Tracy saw this and tryed something she must have seen somewhere else. She dragged her hand up Mary’s body and placed her fingers on Mary’s mouth.
Mary took Tracy’s hand in her mouth and licked up her juices like a lollipop. Once her juices were cleaned, Tracy pulled her hand from Mary’s mouth and looked at her fingers, now covered in saliva.
She dropped her hand back to Mary’s pussy and started rubbing again for a while, then slowly pushed one finger at a time deep into Mary’s pink tunnel. Once three fingers were buried to the bottom knuckle inside her, she pulled them out and pushed in again, causing Mary to buck her hips into Tracy’s palm.
Again, Tracy winced and pulled her hand back to her, but her expression quickly changed from fear to curiosity. She raised her hand up to her nose, smelled her fingers, then used the very tip of her tongue to lick up a drop or two of Mary’s sexual fluids. When her tongue disappeared back into her mouth and she tasted the liquid, she smiled.
Tracy used the same hand to rub the juices around Mary’s breasts, then lowered her head to Mary’s pussy and began eating her out.
Suddenly, I felt someone behind me spreading my legs and a tongue was probing at my entrance. Shocked, I looked behind me and noticed Jamie kneeling on the floor, trying to lick me from behind.
I was impressed with her. I never thought she would do something like this so early.
There was enough room on the bed for all of us, so I crawled far enough onto the bed to where my legs were draped over the edge. I let Jamie continue with what she was doing to me.
I heard Monica try to hide a whine behind me. She didn’t want to do it, but she knew that Tracy and I were right. She’ll have to, eventually.
While Jamie was licking me with fantastic skill (I could swear she’s done this before), Monica crawled up on the bed and began rubbing Tracy’s pussy from behind her. I heard Tracy moan between licks, and soon I crawled further onto the bed. I wrapped my lips around Mary’s right nipple and I gently licked and suckled it until it was even harder. I raised my right hand and lightly pinched Mary’s other nipple, and she immediately shouted with joy. Her orgasm caused her to shiver under my lips, and then she rolled out from beneath us. She stood up and left the room, leaving the rest of us to do whatever we wanted.
Since my mouth was empty, and so was Tracy’s, we both looked into each other’s eyes and did something we’ve never even thought of before.
“That’s great, but how do we go about doing something like that?” asks Jamie. “It’s not like the four of us are just going to pounce at each other.”
“She’s right,” says Monica, turning towards me. “Heather, you’ve been in here longer than we have, and you know what they want. How do you think we should get ready for the party tonight?”
“I’ll show you, with Heather’s help,” says Mary. “Is that okay with you, Heather?”
“I guess,” I say.
Mary walks over to the bed and crawls up on it, pushing me backwards at the same time. I move up and place my head on the pillow, while Mary lays next to me, on my left. Mary looks over at Tracy, Monica, and Jamie.
“Whenever you three want to jump in, don’t hesitate to do it,” says Mary.
Mary then looks into my eyes, and I look into hers. Her left hand drags across my naked body and soon drops below my waist. Her fingers dance playfully along my nether lips, and soon she begins to rub up and down. I grab fistfuls of Monica’s bedspread as Mary tickles my pussy.
After my minge starts to leak, Mary plunges a few of her fingers inside me. I moan, and then I feel the weight of the bed shift. I open my eyes and look down.
Jamie has joined us.
“So, what do I do?” she asks.
I was too busy moaning and expressing my gratitude for Mary, so Mary told her what she should do.
“Just do whatever you want. You can help me fuck Heather, I can fuck you both, or you can fuck me. It’s your choice,” says Mary.
“Umm…” chimes a nervous Jamie, and then she hears me scream out my orgasm. I make sure to be as loud as I can so I can be convincing to Jamie. It’s not too difficult, though, because that was one hell of an orgasm.
“I think I want to be in her position,” says Jamie.
“Okay!” chirps Mary. “Come on over and spread your legs.”
Once I get up, Jamie takes my place, and Mary starts pleasuring her in a similar way to when I was there. I walk over, with my cum dripping from my pussy, over to stand next to Tracy and Monica.
“Gross, Heather!” Monica blurts out, disgusted at watching my passion flow out from my insides.
“Was it really that good?” asks Tracy.
“Just watch Jamie, and you’ll see,” I tell her.
We all look over at Mary and Jamie on the bed. By now, Mary has already pushed two fingers inside of Jamie and she is also tweaking her nipples with her free hand. Jamie has Mary’s pumping hand in a vicegrip and Mary’s arm has turned red.
After a few more minutes, Jamie squeaks, then moans as her body jiggles on the bed. Her grip on Mary’s arm is released and she lies limp for a few seconds.
Tracy walks over to the side of the bed and asks Jamie how it was.
“In… huh… incredible!” she sighs, smiling.
“I want to try it the other way around,” says Tracy.
We kissed. Our tongues wrestled, and we both shared the taste of Mary’s juices.
We both also started playing with each other’s nipples. It was another thing we never even dreamed of doing to each other until now.
I reached orgasm first, because of Jamie’s amazing tongue. The pleasure shot through me like electricity and I rode out my orgasm with a very long-lasting shout.
I pulled myself from the group and stood up. A few seconds later, after a little moving around, Jamie and Tracy teamed up to try and bring Monica to orgasm while she bucked and moaned in pleasure.
I was feeling left out.
I just looked around the room, trying to find out what all is provided for girls like us, sex slaves.
I walked over to the dresser, the one with the incense above it, and I open the top drawer. Inside is a single roll of condoms, dildos of all different sizes, and a pair of gothic nipple clamps.
I shut that drawer and open the one directly below it. Inside of it is a camera and what might be a folding tripod for it.
I look in the bottom drawer and see it packed with clothes.
Finally!
I pull out the first outfit I see and hold it in front of me.
It’s not even a full outfit. It wouldn’t serve the purpose I want it to.
It is part of a slutty nurse’s outfit. It was a zip-up white dress made out of a tight, shiny rubber material and had an oversized plastic zipper that would have practically begged to be pulled down if I put it on. It also came with a white nurse’s cap, a stethoscope and high-heeled white shoes.
I drop it to the floor and pull out the next outfit.
This time, it’s a cheerleader’s uniform. There was a multicolored vest and skirt, along with a pair of pom-poms.
Another one was a lifeguard’s outfit. It contained a very tiny crotchless swimming suit, some sort of flotation device, and a big, silver whistle.
I put all of the outfits back into the drawer, closed it, and stood up. When I turned around, all three of them were on the bed. Monica was kneeling while Jamie was under her. Tracy was kneeling over Jamie, facing Monica, and Tracy was gliding her own pussy along Jamie’s hard nipple. Monica was rubbing Tracy’s clit and Tracy had reached back to finger Jamie’s pussy. They all seemed to reach their peaks at about the same time.
They all stood up, smiles stretching from ear to ear.
“Did you all enjoy yourselves?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
They all sigh in unison.
“Uh-huh…”
“Well, it’s only been about an hour since we came in here. What do you guys want to do now?” I ask them.
“Ooh! Ooh! Let’s check out the house so we know where everything is when our guests arrive!” chimed Jamie, possibly a little too excited for some reason.
Everyone agreed anyway, and we all left and searched the house from top to bottom, starting from each of the upstairs rooms.
I got them to look around in the same order I did when I was here, and that started from the door to the left of the attic door.
Wait, no. That’s Mary’s bedroom door, now.
We open it up and see the room that used to be a bathroom, but I never went inside it before. We all peek inside, though, and I see that the room itself has not changed. Now that I think about it, it looks exactly the same when compared to the bathroom downstairs.
We shut the door and move to the left, to the family room (I hope). Tracy turns the knob and pushes, and we walk into the room.
It is not the family room, like before. It now looks like just a sitting room. Inside is nothing but a couple of long couches and a therapist’s bench. There’s a recliner in the corner, as well.
We walk across the hall to what was the office full of porn.
I never told them about that, though. I might never tell them about that.
We open it, and it has become a regular office. Paperwork towers above the desk next to the keyboard to the computer. I want to look around in there, find what I couldn’t find before, but everyone else was bored of it and wanted to find out what the last room up here was. I just went with everyone else’s decision.
Across from Monica’s bedroom was the laundry room. Nothing changed, but I don’t understand why there’s a laundry room on the top floor.
We shut the door and we all look at each other. Now, what are we supposed to do?
I break away from the group and walk downstairs. I don’t know what they’re going to do, but I’m going to go make breakfast.
I walk downstairs and walk down the hall. I push down the handle of the big red door and I walk into the dining room. It looks the same as before, luckily.
I walk over into the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing out a carton of eggs and some butter, both of which I didn’t see before.
I set them onto the counter to my right and I turn around, looking for a cupboard with some cooking oil in it. I open up every cupboard door I come across, searching for the oil.
I finally find it and I pull it out.
I look in the drawers below for a spatula, and I pull that out.
I pull out a skillet and large spoon as well.
I put the skillet on the countertop stove and I pour oil into it until the bottom is coated. I crack eggs on the side of the skillet and drop them into it (throwing the shells away, of course) until I have five.
Finally, I turn the heat on to just under high, and when the oil heats up, I spoon the excess oil over the eggs until the tops of them are cooked. I quickly get a plate from the cupboard and I use the spatula to transfer the eggs onto the plate.
I do the same with five more eggs.
I run the toaster until I crank out ten pieces of toast as well and, after I butter the toast, I call everyone down for breakfast.
Monica already had breakfast, though, so she didn’t show up.
Mary, Tracy, Kyle, and Jamie all walked through the red door and sat at the table next to each other. I served everyone two eggs and two pieces of toast each, then I served myself some and we all ate happily together.
After the meal was finished, I stood up and was a good host, taking everyone’s plates and eating utensils out to the sink.
I am followed into the kitchen by Mary.
“Here, let me wash the dishes for you. I haven’t done any chores in so long, I’ve started to forget what it’s like to do them,” she says.
“Sure,” I tell her. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” says Mary as I walk out of the kitchen, shutting the door behind me.
I start to walk over to the table and everyone is standing up already, officially done with their meal.
“That was pretty good, Heather! I’m glad you were so nice as to cook for us,” Jamie says, smiling.
“Thanks, Jamie,” I say before we walk out of the dining room.
When we walk into the hallway, Monica is sitting on the stairs.
We all get closer to her, but I peek my head into the bedroom to see what time it is.
9:29 a.m.
There’s still about 9 hours left before the party, and if I don’t find something to do, I’m going to go crazy.
“What are you staring at, Monica?” asks Tracy.
She sighs. “I’m just pondering how the rest of today will go. I know we had fun earlier with each other, but are you sure we’ll have fun with an entire house full of strangers, all wanting us at the same time?”
“Don’t worry about it,” I tell her. “Trust me, you won’t even be able to tell how much time passes between one person to another. I know I couldn’t.”
“Are you sure, Heather?” asks Jamie, a little nervous.
“I’m sure,” I say, confident.
“So, now what do we do?” asks Kyle from behind us.
I forgot he was even here.
“Well,” says Tracy, “we should probably start trying to learn as much as we can about what we’ll be expected to do tonight.”
“Like how?” asks Monica.
“I think I may know how,” says Kyle.
“How?” I ask, curious.
“Follow me, all of you,” he says, then leads us upstairs.
He tells us to go into each of our bedrooms. Jamie and Monica each go into their bedrooms. As I walk into mine, I see Kyle following Tracy into her green bedroom behind me.
I just walk into my bedroom, shutting the door behind me, and I wait.
I walk over to the bed and lay down in it, looking around at the red walls and the candles. I look at the purple velvet and silky purple pillows under me. The bed feels soft and smooth.
I close my eyes and remember all of the things that happened to me in all of the rooms of this house before now.
That time in the bedroom, with the lady that, for some reason, I could only see her in the mirror.
The time in the hallway, opening the closet and being chased by the vacuum.
In the kitchen, being covered in pudding, then being sprayed down with water.
The time in the bathroom, being raped by the bubbles from the jacuzzi.
Mary’s bedroom, though I didn’t know it before, being brainwashed to have sex with her.
Playing ‘Who First’ in the pitch black room with the lamp.
That time in the family room, getting bigger tits from the dreamcatcher and having sex with the woman from the picture.
Being double-dicked in the walk-in closet with the two guys (wasn’t one of them named Bill? Oh, well).
In the office, masturbating with a couple of the hot lesbian magazines and the videos from the computer.
And finally, inside the labyrinth, which I didn’t like at first, but it’s a good memory now.
All of my good memories about what this house used to be, they all fill my mind.
Hopefully, this time around there will be even better memories to keep with me.
Suddenly, the door opens. I open my eyes and see Kyle walk into my room.
“Hey, Kyle,” I say, smiling.
“Hey,” he says. “Here, put this on.”
He walks over to my dresser and opens the bottom drawer, pulling out an outfit. This outfit, however, is different from the ones I saw in Monica’s bedroom.
He pulls out a trampy teacher’s outfit. It consists of a tight, white blouse along with a blue skirt. There was a pair of wire-rimmed glasses and a long stick as well.
Kyle throws it onto the bed and again tells me to put it on.
Hurriedly, I pull the blouse over my head and yank it down over my breasts. I tug the skirt up my legs until the waistband rested on my hips, and then I donned the glasses. I grab the stick and ask Kyle how I look.
“Great!” he exclaims. “Hold on, just let me…”
He walks over to me and undoes the top two buttons of my blouse, showing off the curves of my tits for everyone who looked.
“Perfect!” says Kyle.
He walks out of my bedroom and then I hear him shout “Okay, everyone! Come on out now!”
All four doors swing open at his command and we all walk out into the hallway. We all look around at each other.
In front of me, Tracy was dressed up as a French maid. She had on a tight, black satin teddy with white lace trim and her hands were wrapped in fingerless white gloves. She had on black fishnet stockings and she was wearing shiny black pumps. In one hand, she held a feather duster.
To my right, Jamie looked like a scientist. She wore a white lab coat and a pair of white shoes with almost impossibly high heels. She also had on a pair of glasses and there was a brace of pens in the front pocket of her lab coat. In her right hand, she held a clipboard, upturned and pressed under her arm. Her other hand was fiddling with something in a side pocket on the lab coat, and by the way it shined, I’d say it was a test tube.
Next to her was Monica, dressed in the nurse’s outfit I saw before. The shiny material that it was made of clung to her body and exaggerated all of her curves. The oversized plastic zipper on it was pulled down just enough to make her breasts want to burst out from behind the slick material. On her head was the white nurse’s cap and around her neck was a stethoscope. She also had on a pair of high-heeled white shoes.
When we all looked at each other, we all must have thought the exact same thing at the exact same time, because we almost pounced on each other.
Actually, we all walked towards the middle of the hallway and paired off with the person adjacent to us, meaning I was with Monica while Tracy was with Jamie. We all just descended to the floor and started playing around with each other.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jamie pull out the test tube and slide it up Tracy’s legs over her stockings, then slip it inside of her teddy. Tracy moaned instantly, and my imagination went to work on what she was doing to her.
Monica, however, took a more direct approach with me, unbuttoning my blouse and revealing my plump breasts (it was still hanging onto my shoulders, though). She flipped the stethoscope from around her neck and put the ends of it into her ears. She slid the metal disc of it up my body and placed it directly over my left nipple. The sudden cold and the intimacy of the experience made me moan.
I slipped the thicker, round end of my teaching stick up under the bottom of Monica’s shiny, rubber dress and I used it to rub up and down on her pussy lips. She gasped when I started, then cooed her approval after a few up-downs.
She started to rub my pussy with her fingers and I looked over at Jamie and Tracy.
Jamie was spread-eagle on the floor. Tracy was using her feather duster to dust all around Jamie’s now-exposed body. Jamie’s lab coat had been tossed aside, and Tracy had stripped her teddy from her body, leaving just her gloves, stockings, and pumps. Tracy spent an awfully long time dusting around Jamie’s lower region, and also reached up with one hand and began pinching Jamie’s nipples. The test tube was on the floor, Jamie was just enjoying the moment.
I felt my skirt get pushed up around my waist.
I looked back over at Monica. She looked up at me and plunged a finger in my pussy, causing me to gasp as well. I stopped rubbing her pussy with my stick and instead pulled her up until her head was in front of mine. I was just about to kiss her, but as I moved forward, she moved backward. I soon just pulled her a bit farther up my body, then lifted my head and pursed my lips around one of her nipples. Her one hand was pulled too far up and the stethoscope dropped from my tit, but Monica didn’t seem to care at all.
Monica moaned, and I licked her nipple to hardness, taking time to suck and flick my tongue over the tip every now and then.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tracy going down on Jamie. Jamie’s test tube was now being used against her and was being shoved inside her pussy as Tracy licked her clit.
I was close enough that I was able to reach over and squeeze Tracy’s hanging right nipple. Once Tracy felt it, she moaned and looked over at me.
I knew what I was doing, and so did she. Tracy spun her body and positioned herself so that her pussy was above my face. I stopped sucking, and Monica’s nipple dropped from my mouth. Instead, I let my stick fall to the floor, I reached up to pull Tracy’s lower half down to me, and I slipped my tongue inside of her twat.
With this new setup: Monica was rubbing my pussy, I was licking Tracy’s pussy, and Tracy was licking Jamie’s pussy.
It only took Monica to complete the oral chain, but I knew that she was still a little worried about doing things like this.
I tried to put myself in her shoes. She’s never done anything like this before.
Rubbing someone’s pussy is one thing, getting your pussy licked is also one thing, but licking pussy yourself is another thing entirely.
Still, though, if Monica could conquer this one fear, I know everything will be okay.
My face was buried in Tracy’s pussy, so I didn’t see it, but suddenly, as if by a miracle, I felt a tongue probing at my nether lips.
I stopped licking Tracy momentarily to witness this event.
When I looked down, however, I saw Jamie’s face in my pussy. She twisted her body so that she could eat me while her own pussy was being treated to. Monica was off to the side, away from it all, with a look of regret painted across her face.
I go back to licking Tracy’s twat and with one of my hands, I signal Monica over to where I was.
After a few seconds, I looked to the side and saw Monica’s shadow next to me.
Again, I stop for a second and quickly ask Monica what’s wrong before I continue drinking Tracy’s juices.
“I just can’t do it, I can’t fuck you guys. I know I should, but I’m just not comfortable with the idea of licking another girl’s pussy,” she says.
I flip my hand over to her and start playing with her nipple. It seems random, but I have an idea.
She moans, obviously not expecting me to do that, and then I pull her head down next to mine.
I stop licking Tracy’s lips and I quickly move to kiss Monica. She gasps in my mouth, but soon melts into me, and we share the taste of Tracy’s essence.
Soon, I wiggle her nipple again and I move back to Tracy, licking her pussy again and getting back into the routine I started.
With my pussy wet and dripping, I moaned a deep, breathy moan when I felt a different tongue digging into my center. I didn’t need to look, I knew Monica was the one doing it.
The circle of lust was finally completed (it’s actually a square, but whatever).
I was happy that I was able to help Monica get over her fear.
Also, as a bonus to Tracy, I began to lick her pussy faster and with more passion than before.
After only a few minutes, we all moaned out our joy in unison and our orgasms blossomed. My face became coated in Tracy’s sexual juices and I am pretty sure I was also flooding Monica’s face with my own fluids as well.
I could hear everyone’s panting and gasping, even my own, recovering from the heat of the moment. I am positive that we’ll all remember this day forever.
Jamie was the first to stand up. Following her came Monica, then Tracy, and I was the last. Monica pulled the bottom of her rubber dress back down. We all came together and shared a group hug, all of us crying (happy tears) and smiling.
“How was this supposed to teach us about what we’d be doing tonight?” laughed Jamie.
We all laughed.
Once we all broke off from each other, Tracy said we should all go get washed up if we want to be clean for the party. We all agreed.
There’s two bathrooms in this house, so we split up into pairs. Monica and I go down to the downstairs bathroom. Jamie and Tracy close the door behind them as they walk into the upstairs bathroom.
When Monica and I get into the bathroom, I immediately begin pulling off my blouse. It was still hanging from my shoulders, but just barely. I yanked my skirt down my legs until it pooled on the floor, and I stepped out of my clothes. I have no idea what happened to my glasses and my stick. I had them when I walked out of my bedroom.
I looked over at Monica, who was simply staring at me, obviously not knowing what to do. I knew she must still be unsure about this whole experience, so I decided to help her along.
I walked over and grabbed the bottom of her rubber dress, starting to pull it up, but she stopped me as I pulled it up to her waist.
“What?” I ask, trying to be sexy (practice for the party).
“I don’t know,” she says, “just… I don’t know, just get it over with.”
“All I’m gonna do is help get this thing off of you. It looks tight enough to strangle you,” I tell her, but of course I’m lying about my true reasons for getting her undressed.
I continue and finish pulling the dress up over her head and dropping it to the floor, hearing it slap on the ground (still wet from sweat).
I almost run over to the shower and step inside. I wave Monica over and she steps in with me.
Monica’s breasts press against my back. We shut the curtain.
I reach down and turn one of the dials all the way around (I hope it was the right one).
Instantly, a strong torrent of ice-cold water shoots down onto Monica and I. We both shriek and I hurriedly turn the dial back around until the water stopped running.
Since we were both sprayed with ice-cold water, we were both shivering. My nipples stiffen and they point directly at the wall in front of me.
I feel Monica’s hardened nipples rubbing against my back and I reach down to turn the other dial halfway.
Water dribbles out of the shower head and I get soaked in the front by boiling-hot water. I immediately turn the COLD dial halfway as well, just to get the temperature evened out, and then I keep adjusting the dials until the water is nice and steamy.
Surprisingly, though, both of our nipples stayed hard. I could still feel Monica’s nipples poking into my back.
I turn around and step forward. Our breasts squish against each other and my nipples rubbed her nipples. I stared into her eyes and she stared right back at me. We connected in a way that was more than any emotional bond. More than friends. More than lust.
More than love itself.
I lifted my right hand up and wrapped my hand around her head. I pulled her lips to mine and we shared a kiss that only true soulmates could share.
My other hand found its way to her soft nether lips. I used my fingers and rubbed her lips back and forth until she moaned into my mouth. The water shot down onto the back of my neck, creating a tingling sensation, but it flowed down my spine, between my lower hills, and finally trailed over my pussy before the stream took a detour and ran down my legs. The feeling of the ongoing river made me unimaginably horny and my own juices mixed with the water as it traveled to the drain.
Monica must have either sensed how horny I was, or must have been horny herself, because she immediately knelt down and her head dropped to my pussy. She ate me out right there.
The feelings she was giving me were fantastic! I almost didn’t realize that the water had stopped running down my leg, and instead took a detour, trailing down Monica’s chin as she licked me. It ran down her neck, between her wonderful tits, across her stomach, then finally down the crack of her legs until it flowed into the drain.
I finally remembered the fact that neither me nor any of my friends have any pubic hair. We were all talking one day about how disgusting bushes looked on women and we all agreed to shave ours off. I just never thought that we’d all keep our word and keep shaving it off every time the jungle started to gro…OOOOOOOHHH!!!
She is fantastic!
Monica switched her technique and her tongue furiously attacked my clit as her fingers softly rubbed all around my pussy lips. I grabbed her head with my hands and I pushed her face farther into my clit, encouraging her to go further.
She kept switching her technique every few minutes, which meant she was trying out different things to see what reactions I would give her. I didn’t disappoint, either.
Whenever her tongue teased my pussy, I moaned. When she licked my clit, I shouted. Once her fingers found their way deep inside me, I screamed!
I lost my balance as my orgasm began. I accidentally pushed her head between my legs and I fell on top of her. She ended up bent over, her head tilted down all the way, desperately gripping the edge of the tub to hold herself and me up. I ended up sitting on the back of her neck squeezing out enough of my cum to trail down her back. The water blasted against the middle of my back and ran down to Monica’s head (I’m positive that she was holding her breath under the torrent).
I knew that Monica had to feel my female liquids running down her back. Just to make it all the more enjoyable for her, I reached down and rubbed my cum into her back like it was lotion. She moaned when she felt this and I smiled.
She grabbed my tits and pushed me off, making me fall backwards into the tub. The pain on my buttbone was immense and I think I felt something break.
I turn around and see the COLD dial on the shower broken off from me slamming into it when I fell. Monica stood up and noticed it as well.
She busted out laughing, but I was worried and nervous.
I tried to put it back on, but it didn’t work. Monica just told me to finish taking a shower, and we’ll figure it out later. I was still worried, but something about Monica made me want to do what she said.
We finished the shower, dried off, and walked out of the bathroom. We didn’t get dressed because there wasn’t any reason to do so.
My blouse and skirt was soaked in sweat and cum, and it was the same story with Monica’s dress. Not to mention the fact that we already saw each other naked before. It wouldn’t be any different.
We just walked out and walked back upstairs, where Jamie and Tracy were just walking out of the bathroom together. Both of them were also naked.
“Did you two have sex in there, too?” I asked.
“Yeah,” said Jamie. “It started out as a normal shower, but then Tracy grabbed the soap and… you know.”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “Pretty much the same story here.”
“So, what do you want to do now?” asks Tracy to all of us.
“Oh!” shouts Monica. “I forgot for a second about the problem with the shower! I gotta go find Kyle and see if he can fix it!”
Monica runs downstairs, her tits bouncing wildly as she quickly takes each step.
“What’s wrong with the shower?” asks Jamie.
“We broke one of the dials when we were in there,” I tell her.
“Rough sex, huh?” Tracy smirks.
“Not at first,” I laughed. “So, what do you guys want to do now?”
“I don’t know,” said Jamie.
“I really don’t know, either,” says Tracy.
“I guess I should go down and see if Monica found Kyle yet,” I told them.
“How much time do we have left before the party starts?” asks Jamie.
“Hold on, I’ll check,” says Tracy, and then she peeks into the office.
“It’s 11:04!” she shouts out to us.
“Are you kidding?” asks Jamie as Tracy walks back over to us. “You mean we still have six hours until this party?”
“Pretty much,” I say. “I better get downstairs and check on Monica.
I walk downstairs and into the bathroom. Inside, Kyle is testing the dial to see if he fixed it properly.
“He fixed it!” shouts Monica, sitting on the edge of the jacuzzi.
“Did he? How’d he do it so fast?” I ask.
“My father used to teach me things like this when I was little,” says Kyle. “My skill improved as people kept wanting me to do all these small jobs for them. Then I grew older and became friends with Mary.
“Wait, I thought you were her brother,” I said.
“No, we’re friends. Been that way for a while now,” he says. “Well, that does it. It’s fixed. Now, I don’t want you girls to be getting freaky in the shower again. Not this freaky, at least.“We both said sorry to Kyle, then walked out and met back upstairs with Jamie.
“Where’d Tracy go?” asked Monica.
“She went back into her bedroom. She said she wanted to just relax before the party started. I got bored, so I’m trying to think of something to do,” said Jamie.
“Well, what is there to do?” I ask.
“By the looks of it, all there is to do in this house is have sex,” said Monica.
“There has to be something else we can do in this house,” I say.
“Like what?” asked Jamie.
“I don’t know, but I’m going to go look for something to do until the party starts. Call for me when it does, okay?” I ask as I walk off and search for something to do.
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I was sitting at the computer in the office, searching ‘kinky lesbian porn’ to get an idea for something hot to do to somebody when I finally heard Mary shout “PARTY TIME!!!”
I completely forgot why I wanted to come into this office the first time. I was too worried about the party to care anymore.
I practically sprung up from my seat and dashed out the door. I quickly walked down the stairs and looked over the guardrail at all of the people walking into the house.
Outside was dark, it was the perfect time for a party.
I walked next to the door, next to Mary, and I got a closer look at everybody.
I saw hundreds of people walking inside. There were people of all shapes and sizes, from every corner of the world, all gathering inside this house.
Once the crowd finally ended and the hall was packed, the door was shut and I looked back to see Tracy, Monica, and Jamie behind me, looking at the crowd.
“Whoa!” says Jamie.
“Are all of these people here for the party?” asks Monica.
“Yep!” I say. “We have to service all of these people.”
“No way,” says Tracy.
“You don’t have to do it with all of them,” says Mary. “Just the ones that want you.”
“Well,” I sigh. “Let’s go meet everyone.”
I slowly walk forward towards the big group of chatting people. All of them seem to be simply having a conversation to stall the time before the signal is given for the orgy to start.
Jamie and the rest are close behind me, and soon a man from the crowd notices us, four naked girls inching our way towards a bunch of horny people.
I wonder what’s going to happen next.
“Everyone!” yells Mary, her voice silences the entire crowd in an instant.
The man looks away. I am so relieved.
“This is an orgy unlike any other. As you all have probably realized, you are all alive after such a long time.”
A few seconds of talking amongst the crowd, but it is soon quiet again.
“That is because these four girls, right over there,” she says as she points to us, “have given themselves up to this house to be our very own, personal sex slaves!”
The crowd shouts and claps with excitement at hearing this. Roaring and whooping soon join the parade.
“These girls have been practicing this whole day, since sunrise, to make sure they will be able to satisfy anyone who has any fantasy. Use them to your heart’s content!”
More barking and shouting at the good news.
“IT’S TIME TO START THE ORGY!!!”
In less than a minute, everybody in the entire hall was naked. Male, female, everyone! I looked around and everywhere I saw people’s tits, cocks, bushes, slits, and asscheeks. Everywhere!
Immediately, I feel someone’s arm yanking me towards the bedroom. It feels like this person had soft hands, but a surprisingly strong grip.
A person that knows what they want.
As I am dragged into the bedroom, the person kicks backwards to shut the door. I see the crowd of people disappear into a sliver before the door shuts and I am practically thrown onto the bed.
I am finally able to look at the person who did it, and I was surprised at who it was.
“Jamie?”
“Heather, what are we doing?” she asks. “I don’t know if I want to go through with this.”
“Well,” I sigh, “you already heard Mary tell everyone out there that we can be used in any way anyone wants. Neither of us have a choice, now.”
Suddenly, the door opens again and a man and a woman walk in.
The man is the same man that was eyeing me up earlier, and the woman, I’m assuming, is his wife or something.
“Listen, girls,” he says. “You both are going to do exactly what we say and nothing else. You got that?”
Jamie and I look at each other, look at them, then we nod our heads.
“Speak up!”
“Yes, sir,” I say.
“Okay,” says Jamie.
“Good,” he says, pleased with our responses. “Then you two wouldn’t mind making my girlfriend happy while I watch, would you?”
“What do you want us to do?” asks Jamie.
Suddenly, his girlfriend walks over to us.
“I want you, girl (signaling to me) to lick my pussy. You (signaling Jamie), can use your tongue all around my chest and any other places I tell you,” she tells us.
We stand up and she crawls onto the bed, getting spread-eagled. The man just stood off to the side, stroking his cock while he watched me and Jamie pleasure his girlfriend.
I leaned over onto the bed and applied my tongue to her pussy while Jamie took some time teasing her nipples until they were stiff. The lady moaned under us and something inside me made me smile.
It was as if knowing that we were making a complete stranger happy made me happy as well.
I lifted my hand and began rubbing her clit with my thumb. I looked up and saw that Jamie was now pinching both of her nipples at the same time between both thumbs and forefingers. This lady must have been about to lose it already, because she didn’t last more than a few minutes moaning and writhing under us both.
When the woman began rushing through her orgasm, my pussy seeped and I smiled wider. I also noticed that Jamie was smiling as well. We were happy to make her happy.
She stood up from the bed (on shaking knees) and walked over to the man. He simply walked forward and stood next to the bed, still stroking himself, obviously trying to shoot his cum onto the both of us.
I was surprised when Jamie took it one step further and crawled over to him, wrapping her lips around his member and giving him a blowjob. By the way he moaned and froze, he didn’t expect it, and Jamie’s sounds were soon muffled as he shot his thick cream into her throat.
Jamie’s hips were swaying from side to side as she sucked down the last few drops of his cum, and I was drooling. I quickly let my tongue slip inside Jamie’s pussy and I licked her out, even as he pulled out of her mouth.
Jamie moaned, but gargled and choked on his cum. As she coughed, I knew from the sounds that cum was getting all over the bed under her. I didn’t care, though, I felt the need to bring Jamie to a mind-blowing orgasm and when she finally moaned, loudly, I knew the feeling was mutual.
I grabbed Jamie’s ass and squeezed her firm cheeks in my hands. My hands trailed all around her body from behind, then eventually found their way to her tits. I grabbed and squeezed, grabbing her nipples between my fingers and lightly tugging.
