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Attone - Part 8 (Fdom-F, MF, orgy, slave)
by AnonPIXNIX Author (c) 1990

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     Barbara peered at the dildo sticking out from Lynn. She knew
what was coming and welcomed it. "Yes, Mistress Lynn." She
answered.
     "Good," Lynn moved her hand up and down the shaft and licked
her lips. "because you're about to get fucked like you've never
been fucked. Well, maybe, judging by the size of your husband's
snake, you have been. But at least I'll bet you've never been
fucked this well by another woman. Get down on your knees with
your forehead on the floor."
     "Yes, Mistress Lynn" Barbara replied as she knelt down as
ordered. Lynn Positioned her so that her ass faced John. She felt
the air on her wet pussy and ass and that excited her even more.
She waited for the dildo to invade her pussy and put out the fire
inside once more. She was ashamed of her thoughts, but could no
longer control them. She sensed the presence of Lynn behind her
and then felt the tip of the dildo beginning to spread her
vagina. She moved her hips backward to hasten the coupling and
felt the long, thick hunk of rubber making its way to her cervix.
She loved the feel of it. She loved the pleasure it brought her.
She loved the thought of being watched while she came. She loved
having John see her getting humiliated. For the first time in her
life, she LOVED SEX. She always "liked" sex and always had a good
time when she and John would make love, but this was different.
She had never craved an orgasm, never desired to lick another
woman's pussy, never wanted to have anything stuck up her ass,
never enjoyed masturbating until tonight. The dildo brought her
closer to euphoria with each thrust. Drool rolled out of her
mouth onto the carpet as she began to move her hips faster and
faster and Lynn worked her "cock" in deeper and rougher. She was
nearing orgasm when she felt Lynn's hands on her breasts, grab-
bing her nipples and squeezing them. She came again. She came and
came. Her second orgasm of the night left her completely exhaust-
ed and she could no longer support the weight of Lynn's body on
her back. Her legs wobbled and she crashed into the carpet with
Lynn on top of her. The force of impact when the two girls hit
the floor drove the dildo into her hard and she yelled "OOOHHHH!"
     John marveled at the view. The girls were positioned so that
Barbara's pussy was in clear sight and he could see the 12" shaft
being sucked into it and then coming out. With each stroke,
Lynn's ass cheeks would alternately squeeze together then spread
apart displaying the tight rosebud they held between them. He
didn't understand how he could have watched all this sex and
still not have come. His balls ached, as if his cock were trying
to pull them away from his body in an attempt to get bigger. He
couldn't take much more.

     John marveled at the view. The girls were positioned so that
Barbara's pussy was in clear sight and he could see the 12" shaft
being sucked into it and then coming out. With each stroke,
Lynn's ass cheeks would alternately squeeze together then spread
apart displaying the tight rosebud they held between them. He
didn't understand how he could have watched all this sex and
still not have come. His balls ached, as if his cock were trying
to pull them away from his body in an attempt to get bigger. He
couldn't take much more.
     Lynn felt the orgasm building in Barbara at the same pace as
the one building inside her. The little nubs molded into the
strap-on dildo mashed against her clit with each push and was
driving her crazy. She thought of John watching her fuck his wife
and that, too, drove her wild. She wished he would fuck her ass
with his big prick at the same time and come all over her pussy.
She loved it when Roger, her husband, would pull out just before
climax and come over her stomach. As her fantasies grew bolder
and wilder, the nubs mashing against her pussy became faster and
faster. She was coming now. As she began orgasm, she gave one
last, deep thrust and at the same instant she buried the dildo
all the way into her, she felt Barbara collapse to the floor with
her on top. It had been a violent orgasm. The best she had in
months. She pulled out of Barbara, got groggily to her feet,
undid the dildo from her body, threw it aside and stumbled to the
couch where she plopped down out of breath.
     Barbara laid on the floor completely exhausted. She was
confused and near tears over what had happened this night. She
had always considered herself a person of high morals with
complete loyalty to her husband and now she's been forced to
perform, to her, unspeakable sex acts in front of John and other
spectators. Worse yet was the fact that she had found pleasure in
them. She felt like she was a lower life form and began sobbing
in self-pity. "How can I ever face John as his wife again?" she
asked herself. As the tears began to trickle out of the corners
of her eyes, she saw Cheryl's feet at her head. "No more" she
said to herself. She felt guilty and dirty.
     "Rise and shine, sweet thing." Cheryl nudged Barbara with
foot. "It's time for MY part of the show."
     Barbara rose to her feet and assumed her position. She felt
overwhelming shame and could not look the others in the face. She
hadn't planned on Cheryl being part of the activities and thought
that the evening was ending. She wondered what humiliation Cheryl
had in store for her now, and whether she could take any more
without completely breaking down.
     "I've been watching your poor husband over there, Barbara,
and I realize that we must to something to relieve his condition.
Don't you agree?" Cheryl had a taunting slant to her tone.
     "Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara imagined that she would now
have to give John another blow-job in front of everyone.
     "Good." Cheryl continued. "John, why don't you free yourself
of those clothes and get ready for some action."
     John didn't have to be told twice. He jumped to his feet and
within a minute was completely nude. His huge cock jutted out
from between his legs and glowed a bright pink from the blood
that had been rushing to it all evening. He stood there wondering
what to do next.
     Pam and Lynn looked at John with hungry eyes. Both women
wanted a piece of that hunk. Neither had ever seen such a magnif-
icent example of manhood in their lives. Beth couldn't take her
eyes off Barbara.
     "Sit down, John." Cheryl waited until John sat down and then
turned her attention to back to Barbara. "Ok, Barbara. I want you
to crawl over to John on your hands and knees and start sucking
on that big dick of his while I get ready."
     "Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara crawled over to where John
was seated and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. As she
worked her lips and tongue over John's dick, she glanced up at
him and saw him staring straight ahead, not at her. She feared
that he had lost all respect for her and didn't want to see her
anymore. What she didn't know was that John was staring across
the room at Cheryl who was busy getting herself nude. She found
out soon enough when she saw Cheryl, completely naked, straddle
John's legs and lower herself onto his lap with her pussy staring
directly at Barbara.
     "That's fine, Barbara. Now you can guide that baloney right
into my pussy, but do continue licking his balls while I ride
this horse home." Cheryl chuckled as she raised herself up off
John"s lap.
     Barbara took John's cock and positioned the tip against
Cheryl's soaking pussy. She held it in place as Cheryl lowered
herself slowly, then rose again only to descend once more. She
began licking John's balls as Cheryl continuing pumping on his
rod. Her face was only inches away from the action and every time
Cheryl would lower herself, Barbara felt Cheryl's pubic hair on
her forehead and then her labia on her nose. The smell of female
sex juices were not new to Barbara any longer, but she now found
that they excited her. Not in a sexual way, she was completely
spent this evening and was merely carrying out orders in a
robotic method. Not sexual, but in a strange, forbidden way. Like
the excitement she got as a teenager when she would sneak a smoke
when her parents weren't looking, or skinny-dip in the pool late
at night knowing that the neighbors might be watching.
     Cheryl felt John's dick pounding on her cervix and stretch-
ing the walls of her vagina. It was a divine ache. She continued
working up and down as she watched the others. Pam had picked up
the vibrator and was working it in and out of her pussy while
Lynn sat mesmerized by the sights and couldn't help but rub her
small twat. Beth still couldn't take her eyes off Barbara. Cheryl
snapped her fingers at Beth and when she looked up, wagged a
finger at Beth then at Barbara elevated hips and spread thighs.
Beth caught on to the meaning and crawled over to Barbara's
waiting cookie.
     Barbara felt someone's hand gently spreading her vaginal
lips followed by the delicate touch of a tongue licking her
entire slit and clitoris. She spread her legs a little wider to
allow whoever it was better access. She enjoyed this. All night
long it was her playing the active part and now someone was
actively, tenderly caressing her sex with their tongue. It
thrilled her and she began to lick John's balls a little faster
and with more determination than ever.
     Cheryl looked around the room at the orgy unfolding before
her eyes and began pumping faster. She could tell John was
nearing climax and pumped a few more times, very deeply, before
reaching down and pulling the cock from her pussy. She moved her
hand back and forth over the soaked tool until it began to throb
and she knew John was coming. At that instant, she pointed down
at Barbara's tongue and had her long awaited orgasm as she watch
John's dick spew forth massive amounts of cum over his wife's
eyelids, nose, lips and tongue.