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 Enchanted by Jen L.  Lee (C) 2015

   Princess was at a crossroads in her life, faced with a terrible
decision. What made it so much worse was the fact that she had no one else
to blame it on but herself.

   Usually when the picture-perfect ash blonde faced some kind of conflict,
she could find someone else on whom she could lay the blame.  She was too
pretty, too smart and far, far too - charming - for it to be her fault. 
She was gorgeous and she dressed well and was well raised and had lots of
money, so how could it ever be her fault?

   Sadly for Princess, that wasn't the truth this time.  It was her fault
and she had to find some way to fix the situation or she would be unhappy
forever.  Princess wasn't having that.  She was too perfect to be unhappy
and frowns weren't supposed to be found on the faces of perfect, beautiful
people.

   She paced around the floors of her spacious loft, mulling over her
mistake.  One night, one single, solitary night - that was all that it had
taken.  She was bored with being the perfect wife, lover and mother and she
wanted to do something that no one would ever have expected Princess
Collins to do.  For one night and one night only - she had promised herself
that - she wanted to be a bad girl.

   She loved her husband and her son, but she had married at the young age
of 18 and been a mom by her 20th birthday.  She wanted a chance to kick up
her heels.  She wanted to let her hair down and be outrageous and swing. 
Just once, that's all it would take to scratch the itch.

   Sex, pure unbridled wild sex, fucking and not making love, that's what
Princess was craving.  Her husband was a wonderful lover, strong and
confident and a stallion.  He had been her first lover and she couldn't
have asked for a better one.

   The problem with the situation was the fact that Alex had also been her
only lover.  Unlike many of her other friends in high school, Princess
hadn't "experimented".  She had met Alex at her Sweet 16 party - he'd come
with his sister - and she had fallen.  The Collins family were gorgeous to
a one and Alex, with his cocky smile and almost arrogant swagger, had given
her the eye.  By the end of the party, they were playing grab-ass in the
pool and a week later, he had taken her virginity.  Princess thought the
best feeling in the world was having her boyfriend's - later, her husband's
- cock buried deep inside her pretty, tight cunt.  She giggled as she
thought of the lewd word, partially because Alex didn't like her talking
that way and it thrilled her to be a disobedient little bitch.

   Her friend Tawny - her real name, not some dopey nickname - had spoken
of a real wild party that was on the horizon.  It was going to be an event,
with all sorts of things happening, a bit like the "raves" the kids today
enjoyed.  Tawny suggested that the two of them go; Tawny's husband was away
a lot and didn't mind her cutting loose, so long as she was discreet about
it.  "You need an adventure, bitch," the free-wheeling brunette said,
swatting Princess' bikini-clad ass.  "Hanging around here all day, getting
too much sun and drinking by your pool isn't much of a life," she insisted.

   "I know, I know, I-fucking-know!" Princess sighed.  If she had asked
Alex to go to the party with her, he would have gone.  He was just so
fucking accommodating.  But he would have drawn the line at all of the
things Princess had in mind.  He wasn't that accommodating.  Few men were.

   "So, go but don't tell him," Tawny said as she stretched her sleek,
powerful frame out by the pool.  Her sling swimsuit tightened across her
body and not for the first time, Princess envied her friend's desirable
beauty.  "You're allowed 1 little fling, I doubt you were his first, not
from what you've told me."

   "Okay," Princess replied, not needing her arm twisted.  "I never ask
Alex what he gets up to when his company sends him away on business.  I
doubt he'll bother to question me.  Help me go pick out an outfit, `kay?"
Tawny shook her head, much to Princess' confusion.  "Okay, why not?"

   "You've got some cute outfits and you've got some sexy outfits, but
neither of those will do for this party," Tawny insisted.  "For this party,
we've got to go for slut!"

   Princess shivered in delicious anticipation.  Tawny's words were already
getting her hot and steamy.  This was precisely what she had been hoping
for - something out of character that she could look back on when she was a
doting grandma!

   "I've got my credit card, let's have a few more drinks, then, once we're
sober, go out and get you all tarted up!" Tawny giggled, reaching for the
pitcher of Margaritas.  "I have a friend who will most certainly have
something that'll make you irresistible to everyone!"

   Princess cocked an eyebrow.  "Everyone?"

   Tawny continued giggling; she was giggly even when not drinking copious
amounts of Margaritas.  "Uh-huh.  These bashes can get pretty wild,
anything goes.  You might end up sneaking off with a hot couple and ... 
well, you know!"

   "Have you ever ...?"

   Tawny stuck out her lip and shook her head.  "Not telling, we insist on
confidentiality and discretion," she said.  Then she leaned over and
whispered in Princess' tiny ear.  "Let's just say there's a good reason
this will be my 12th party!"

   They didn't get to their shopping trip until late afternoon, because a
pitcher of Margaritas and two sexy, horny women do not always make a good
combination.  Princess didn't want to crash her new MG and she didn't want
to waste money on a taxi.  It was a nice afternoon and the sun wasn't
overly bright, so she got some rays and once they were both sober enough,
she and Tawny ventured forth on the first leg of their journey.

   "This place is ..." Princess said as she and Tawny entered the clothing
boutique owned by Tawny's friend.

   "...  Sexy?  Kinky?  Delicious?  Wonderful?" Tawny grinned as the bell
chimed to announce their arrival.  A few seconds later, from behind a satin
curtain walked a statuesque, raven haired beauty in a tight, white leather
mini and matching corset.

   "I was thinking intimidating," Princess whispered as the woman
approached them.  "Is that your friend?"

   Tawny nodded and the two women embraced, holding it for a minute. 
"Raven, this is Princess.  I got her invited to the party and she needs
something ..."

   "...  Trashy?" Raven said in a voice like honey and butter.  "With a
body like that, we can work miracles.  Darling, glad to meet you.  Does she
...?" Princess saw Tawny motion quickly and wondered what was going on.

   An hour later, a new and more confident Princess walked out of the store
with an armload of packages and Tawny following behind.  Raven had been
very nice and helped with the fitting, her hands helping make sure
everything fit just so.  It had been uncomfortable at first, but Raven's
movements hadn't hurt her and in fact, she felt a bit ...  tingly ...  on
some of the occasions Raven had been adjusting her outfits.  Her best
friend had ooohed and aahhhed over almost all of Raven's suggestions.

   When Alex got home that night, she actually managed to fuck him deep
into the bedsprings.  That had never before happened - she outfucked her
husband.  Over coffee the next morning, she boasted of her extreme
horniness.

   "He was late for work," Princess laughed as she reached for a doughnut.
"I got him again before he left for work and I could still go for hours!"

   "So, you'll be ready for tonight?"

   "Fuck, yes, you know it!  Alex's flight leaves at 4, I hope to be
screwed senseless by midnight," Princess said, her eyes glazing over.

   "Oh, you can count on that," Tawny laughed.  "If you aren't getting
stuffed full by 9 PM, we're at the wrong party.  I should get my ass home
and grab a nap - I won't be getting any sleep tonight, although I'll be in
bed by 10," Tawny jibed.

   "I don't even need a bed," Princess shot back, waving goodbye to her
friend and advisor.

   Just a bit before 9 PM, it was a very different Princess who walked in
to the converted warehouse.  She was wearing a scandalously-short leopard
print mini and low-cut white silk blouse with a leopard print bra
underneath.  Leopard print stilettos completed the ensemble and she had a
tousled hair style and "tramped up" her makeup.  She looked far younger
than her 30+ years and felt wild and free.  She looked behind her to Tawny
and smiled.

   Tawny had also "tarted it up" for their little jaunt into kink.  She had
donned a blonde wig and blue contact lenses and was rocking the trampy
schoolgirl look.  She was wearing a tight white blouse and blue plaid tie
that emphasized her 34D chest.  Her skirt was the typical red plaid that
Catholic schoolgirls wore - only every single one of them would have been
sent home to change for wearing something so terribly short.  White
thigh-highs and pink high heels completed the outfit and she looked the
complete little fuckslut!

   The duo approached the bouncer and although they were prepared to pay
the $20 cover charge, it proved to be unnecessary.  Tawny flashed him a
sweet smile - nothing else, it was still early - and he waved them through.
Princess felt her heart sink down to her high-heeled feet - she was now
terrified, although happily so.

   "Stay close, at least until I get my feet wet," Princess almost begged
her friend.  Tawny gave her a sly smile and literally pushed her into the
gyrating crowd.

   "No way, babes," Tawny said, waving goodbye as she made her own way into
the melee.  "You don't need a babysitter, just find your inner slut and let
her loose, `kay?"

   "TAWNY!" Princess screeched so loud that she could almost be heard above
the blaring music.  "You rotten bitch, get back here!" Her words had
already fallen on deaf ears because her best friend - or perhaps, her ex-BF
- was long gone.  She had been left entirely on her own.

   Princess was now adrift in a sea of bodies, dancing somewhat carnally or
involved in heated embraces.  She saw couples, girls with girls, boys with
boys, couples and triples and more with a few things in common.  All of
them were outlandishly dressed.  Most of them weren't much older than her
son, far younger than Princess herself.  Most of all, virtually all of them
were gorgeous specimens of sexy flesh.

   Princess was almost glued to the spot and unsure of herself.  She
couldn't really have a fling with someone barely out of his teens - could
she?  She thought the best idea would be to mingle a bit and find someone a
bit closer to her own age.  She was looking for a partner who could bring
some experience to the table.  She started to move towards the twisting,
writhing crowd when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder.  She turned
slowly around.

   "Well, if you aren't the sexiest thing I've seen tonight, I don't know
who is," a smiling face spoke to her.  "Oh yummy, you're even cuter from
the front!"

   A perplexed Princess was staring at a long-legged, short-haired sexy
blonde with a beautiful round face and a delicious butt.  Wearing a silver
silk blouse and tiny skirt that matched, she was also wearing high heels
and silk stockings.  The outfit would have been outrageous in public or in
a workplace.  Here, it was almost demure.  It was the younger woman's sexy
beauty that made it all come together.  Princess resisted the urge to stare
or to drool as the vision in front of her was that beautiful.

   "I'm sorry, have I embarrassed you?" The blonde said, reaching out to
grab Princess' shoulder.  "I didn't mean to, I usually just blurt out
whatever I'm thinking - my bad.  My name is Sindy - with an `S' - who might
you be, gorgeous?"

   "Oh no, you didn't embarrass me, thanks for the compliment," Princess
found her voice.  "You called me gorgeous - you're stunning!  I'm Princess,
nice to meet you." Feeling a bit bold, she added "So, Sindy with an S, does
your name suit you?"

   "Probably as much as yours suits you," Sindy smiled and linked her arm
through Princess'.  "Come on; let's move a bit before we get trampled in
the orgy.  We'll find a drink or two and - talk."

   The bar covered the entirety of one wall and there wasn't a bartender in
sight.  Sindy simply walked behind the bar and smiled at Princess.  "Name
your poison, gorgeous," she said to Princess.

   "You won't get in trouble for stealing drinks?" Princess asked.  Sindy
simply shook her head and leaned forward, exposing a generous expanse of
cleavage.  "Not at all," she purred to Princess.  "I'm one of the partners
in this place.  I can go where I want ...  and I can do what I want to do."

   "Lucky you," Princess said, opting for a Cosmopolitan.  She and Sindy
shared drinks and almost seemed to be scoping each other out.

   "So, who do I have to thank for bringing your beautiful self here?"
Sindy continued her flirtation.  Had Princess been into girls, she would
have already made up her mind to let this blonde stunner lure her into some
interesting sexual situations.  She was heaping on the flattery and was
also very easy on the eyes.

   "I came with my friend, Tawny," Princess grimaced.  "Who then proceeded
to bail on me the minute we got in the door.  Do you know Tawny?"

   "I do," Sindy smiled subtly.  "Most of us know Tawny - quite well."
Sindy's little comment confirmed Princess' suspicion that her friend did
indeed, play for both teams.  "Do you know Tawny - quite well?"

   As she was still adjusting to her new "situation", it took Princess a
few minutes to realize what Sindy was talking about.  "No, oh no, I don't
...  I mean, I've never ...  done that." Realizing she might be offending
Sindy, she quickly corrected herself.  "Not that there is anything wrong
with ...  oh Princess, close your mouth, you're making a fool of yourself,"
she groaned as Sindy grinned at her.

   "No dear, you're being cute and utterly adorable," Sindy smiled.  Sindy
wanted to make Princess one of her conquests, but not at the expense of her
dignity or sense of worth.  She was playing this one close to the vest. 
"You didn't know about Tawny?  She's never even tried to bed you?"

   "No and no," Princess responded as Sindy poured her another drink.  "I
suspected, I guess, but no, she's never even shown a sign that she's
interested in me in that way."

   "Then she is a damned fool," Sindy said as she perched on the bar stool
and showed off long, slender, tanned legs.  "If you were my girlfriend, I'd
have you in bed as often as I could arrange it.  I'd never do anything to
harm the friendship, but you're so delicious I'd be all over you if you let
me."

   "Um, thank you," Princess giggled.  Despite the fact that she was not
attracted to girls, the compliment made her feel sexily special.  "If I was
your girlfriend, I wouldn't kick you out of bed for eating crackers
either," she giggled again.

   "You are an utter delight," Sindy laughed.  "So - you've really never
been with a girl?  Not even in high school?"

   "No."

   "Never?"

   "You don't know what you're missing," Sindy cooed in a seductive, gentle
voice.  "Woman-on-woman sex is incredible.  Okay, I'm going to take a jump
into the deep end - would you be willing to let me show you, just for
tonight, no strings attached?"

   Princess was surprised to find that she was considering it.  It might
have been the boredom she was feeling with her routine, it might have been
the fact she was somewhat tipsy and the bluish-green beauty of Sindy's eyes
were most certainly a factor, but ...  "Yes," she nodded and heard her
voice sound husky and somehow far away.  "Yes, I think it's time I ventured
outside of my comfort zone."

   "You won't regret this," Sindy said as she got down from the stool and
took Princess' hand.  "I'm going to teach you some of the naughtiest things
you can ever imagine.  When I'm done making love to you, you won't ever
want to go without a woman in your life again.  The next time you see
Tawny, you'll want to rip all of her clothes off and make her your bitch!"

   Princess shuddered a bit because she had never before thought of Tawny
in a sexual way.  Now, the image of her close friend in her schoolgirl
uniform made her moisten.  The next image that flitted through her mind was
of her girlfriend in the bed she shared with her husband, legs splayed
apart and Princess herself ...  she shook the image away and returned to
the here and now.

   "Don't sweat it baby, all of your fantasies are going to come true, I
promise you that," Sindy said as she escorted Princess from the bar and to
another part of the building.  She opened a door and turned on the lights
to what appeared to be an office or storeroom.  "No one will bother us
here, this is a private area.  Last chance to back out, sugar."

   "No," Princess said, shaking her head.  "I don't want to back out.  I'm
committed; I'm really looking forward to ..." Sindy cut her off with the
hottest, wettest, most passionate kiss that Princess had ever felt.  She
melted into the younger woman's arms and knew in an instant that she had
been missing out.  She let her tongue slide around with Sindy's as the
younger girl guided them to a plush leather sofa in the corner of the room.
Princess had no idea how it happened, but all of her clothes were now
crumpled on the floor and all that she was wearing was her leopard print
shoes.  She must have zonked out for a minute, but that was okay.  She felt
alive, energized and above all else, horny - and that was what counted!

   Sindy stood in front of her in stockings and heels, tanned blonde
perfection.  Aside from that, all the tasty blonde wore was a naughty grin.
"Do you mind dirty talk, baby?" Sindy asked her with a lick of shiny red
lips.

   "God no, it really turns me on!" Princess panted, feeling eager for
another touch of the younger woman's lips on her skin.  She didn't have to
wait long for that.  Sindy approached her, wrapped her arms around
Princess' waist and pulled her in to an intimate clutch.  The next kiss was
both demanding and urgent.

   "Good," Sindy exclaimed as she released the sexy young MILF and then
spanked her buttocks playfully.  "That means you can be my slutty little
fuckbitch tonight, right?"

   "God, yesss!!" Princess almost moaned.  "That's almost exactly what I
want, to be fucked and desired and leave all of my inhibitions behind!"

   "Good to know," Sindy said, giving Princess a gentle shove on to the
sofa.  "I promised you I'd make some of your fantasies come true.  You're
such an eager little whore; I might even create some new ones."

   Princess didn't even have time to respond, because as she tried to
formulate some thoughts, she found that quite impossible.  The reason for
that was the short-haired blonde that was between her splayed legs, doing
thoroughly evil things to Princess' pussy - no, her cunt.  Whores and sluts
got their cunts eaten and Princess felt quite the slut at the moment. 
"Ohhh yeahhh, eat me baby, lick the pussy, just like that, oh God, why did
I wait so long?" Princess groaned.  "Eat my fucking twat!" The loving wife
and mother had given way to a depraved, bi-sexual, slut bitch who knew she
could never again revert to the dull life she had known.  Sindy had been
right - as soon as she could figure out how, she was going to ambush Tawny
and make a lover out of her friend.  "Fuck, I could die a happy woman right
now!" She sighed.

   "You won't die baby, although I'm going to take you to heaven!" Sindy
smiled as she came up for a breath.  "Have you ever tasted your own pussy?"
Princess shook her head, but the thought thrilled her because it just
sounded so evil and dirty.  Sindy kissed her with pussy-stained lips and
Princess had an orgasm on the spot.  This was exactly what she had been
hoping for - acting like another person and doing things she would never
have done in her past, dull, boring old life.  She also felt a tiny tinge
of pride because her pussy tasted good!

   "Ready for something new, sexy?" Sindy asked as she stroked Princess'
cheek.  The sexy wife nodded eagerly.  Anything Sindy suggested, she would
gladly do!  Her new lover swung her body around so that they were facing
away from each other.  Princess knew what they were about to attempt.  It
was called sixty-nine and she had seen it before in adult films and some of
the magazines Tawny had shown her.  It was a fantasy she would never have
admitted to having and now, she couldn't wait!

   As the moved into the ages-old position for lesbian loving, Princess
realized that she was shaking like a leaf.  Whether it was from nerves or
desire or a combination of both, Princess could not have said.  She didn't
hesitate and as Sindy clutched her tight, she just went for it.  Her tongue
started lapping at Sindy's cunt like she had been doing it all of her life.
Nothing in her sexual past could have prepared her for the sexual
exaltation she was feeling as she tasted Sindy's pussy for the first time.
The younger woman was flowing like a river, yet that didn't intimidate
Princess.  She just did her level best to please the girl the way the
eager, sexy blonde was gobbling her.  If having lesbian sex with a
near-stranger made her a slut, so be it!  She would be a slut and enjoy
every moment of it!  Acting on instinct, she used her fingers to fuck
Sindy's tight pussy canal.  The other blonde bucked against her and
shrieked, giving Princess a sense of satisfaction.

   "Fuck, you talented little whore, you have got to be lying, you're too
fucking good at this for it to be your first time!" Sindy writhed against
Princess' lashing tongue.  "As soon as we're done, I'm going to find some
of my girlfriends and we'll have a pussy party.  I'm going to pass you
around like a party favor, you'll love it, won't you slut?"

   The old Princess would have been horrified - but that woman was gone,
dead and buried.  Taking a break from pussy eating, Princess answered.  "Of
course I will Sindy, anything you want, baby!" After all - wasn't that what
being a kinky, perverted, lesbian fuckslut was all about?