by Ray Gordon
Moving between her thighs, Barry ran his solid knob up and down her girl-crack, lubricating his glans before driving it deep into Christine's yearning cunt. 'Ah, yes, that's big and stiff enough!' she gasped, turning to look at Marianne again. 'It's strange having her watch us, isn't it?'
'Yes, it is. God, your cunt's tight!'
'Tighter than hers?'
'No, she's got a much tighter cunt than you have.'
'Oh, thanks a lot, Barry!'
'No, I didn't mean... Ah, you're hot, wet...'
'What did you mean? You'd rather be screwing me, wouldn't you?'
'She's a better fuck than you are, Chris.'
'Oh, brilliant! You really know how to turn a girl on!'
'I didn't mean... I don't know why I said that.'
'No, neither do I, Barry! You told me she was no good in bed. You said her tits were...'
'She's got better tits than you, you slut! They're firmer, bigger. What the hell am I saying?'
'You're saying that her tits are better than mine - and that I'm a slut!'
'Ah, God, I want to come inside you!' Barry gasped as he rammed his penis deep into the girl's vagina. 'God, I'm nearly there already - you fucking whore! Shame you don't give blow jobs - Marianne's brilliant at cock sucking.'
'Right, that's enough, get off me!'
'God, I'm... I'm coming! Coming up your cunt, you fucking little tart!'
'Get off me, Barry! Obviously you would rather be with...'
'I'm there! Coming up your slack cunt, you fucking slut!'
Satisfaction creeping across Marianne's face as she watched Christine desperately trying to push Barry off, she wondered at the power of hypnotic suggestion. As Barry pumped his sperm deep into the girl's vagina, Marianne's mind flooded with ideas. I could tell him that, whenever he sees a pussy, he won't be able to get a hard-on, she thought wickedly. That would fuck him right up!
'If you've quite finished using me, will you please get off?' Christine blasted as tears welled in her green eyes.
'Yes, I've finished using your cunt, you fucking slag,' Barry replied, stunned at his words as he slipped his penis from the girl's pussy-hole.
Hurriedly dressing as Barry lay shattered on the floor, Christine swore that their relationship was over. 'It's done with!' she sobbed. 'I... I never want to see you again, Barry!'
'But, Chris! I didn't mean what I said!'
'You didn't mean it? Then why say it?'
'I can't explain. I don't know why...'
'If it's some kind of joke, then it's not very funny! Do you prefer her body to mine or not?'
'I've got to be honest, Chris - she's got a damn sight better body than you have, you fucking old slag.'
'Right, that's it!' Christine stormed as she finished dressing and stomped towards the door. 'Goodbye, Barry. And good bloody riddance!'
'But, Chris!'
As the front door slammed shut, Barry rose to his feet and stood before Marianne. 'Put your dress on,' he sighed despondently. 'I really don't know why I said those things to Chris. I don't know what came over me.' Pulling her dress over her head, Marianne couldn't wait to get at Barry's subconscious and fill it with suggestions. This was the beginning, she thought - the beginning of a new era! Bringing her out of her trance, Barry sat in the armchair, his forehead lined, anxiety mirrored in his dark eyes. Obviously confused, he shook his head and sighed.
'God, I don't know!'
'What don't you know?' Marianne smiled.
'Nothing.'
'Time for sex!'
Mesmerized, Barry reclined in the chair, his face serene, his hands limp in his lap. 'So, you've fucked up your relationship with Christine,' Marianne laughed as the doorbell rang. 'Wait there,' she said, leaping to her feet and dashing to the door. 'Oh, Natalie,' she gasped as she opened the front door. 'How are things?'
'Awful!' the girl complained as she followed Marianne into the kitchen. 'My marriage is over - Ian's left me for my sister, would you believe?'
'Sit down, Nat,' Marianne smiled, sitting opposite the girl. 'Look into my eyes and relax. You feel sleepy, your eyelids are heavy. Sleepy, sleepy.'
Amazed as the girl's head slumped forward, Marianne ordered her to stand up. 'This is incredible!' she giggled. 'I've got two people under my control now. So, Natalie, do you masturbate?'
'Yes, I do,' the girl replied, much to Marianne's delight. 'Tell me all about it - where you do it, how often you do it, how you do it.'
'Normally I masturbate in the bath. I open my legs and rub my spot.'
'What about your pussy-hole?'
'Yes, sometimes. I often use the shampoo bottle. I push it into my nest, all the way in, and then frig my clitty.'
'And what about your bum? Have you ever fingered your bum?'
'No, I never touch myself there.'
'We'll have to change that. Your bum can bring you wonderful feelings. How often do you masturbate?'
'I try to come at least once every day.'
'Really? Where else do you do it, apart from in the bath?'
'Sometimes in bed in the mornings, after Ian's got up. And in the garden, if the weather's good - on the sun-bed.'
'What about your tits, do you play with them?'
'I like sucking my nipples. I can just reach to suck them.'
'I think you need to discover your bum, Nat - you don't know what you're missing. Come into the lounge, there's something I want you to do. You'll remember nothing afterwards, nothing at all.'
Following her mistress through the hall, Natalie obediently stood in the centre of the lounge. 'Barry,' Marianne said, turning to her boyfriend. 'Come here and remove Natalie's clothes. We're going to have some fun with her.'
Relaxing on the sofa, Marianne pondered on her wickedness, realizing for the first time the full potential of her incredible power. As Barry unbuttoned Natalie's blouse and slipped the garment over her shoulders, revealing the girl's straining bra, Marianne grinned, wondering what to get the couple to do, what wickedly sinful act she should order them to commit. As Barry unclipped Natalie's bra, her heavy breasts tumbling out of the red silk cups, Marianne gazed at the girl's large, deep brown areolae, her huge wedge-shaped nipples.
'Suck her tits,' she ordered Barry, moving forward on the sofa. 'Go on, suck her lovely nipples!' Bending, Barry complied, taking the girl's erect nipple into his hot mouth. 'Suck it really hard!' Marianne trilled excitedly. 'Suck her really hard, Barry.' Grimacing, Natalie screwed her eyes shut as he sucked on her milk bud, squeezing her ballooning breast with both hands, bringing the girl a mixture of pain and pleasure. 'OK, now take her skirt off - and her panties.'
Neglecting Natalie's distended nipple, Barry knelt on the floor and tugged her skirt down to her ankles. Eyeing the swell of the girl's red panties, Marianne felt a pang of arousal course through her contracting womb. She'd instruct Natalie to lick between her full vaginal lips, to commit the beautiful act of lesbian oral sex, she decided as she lifted her dress and toyed with her wet pinken sex-folds. As Barry peeled Natalie's panties away from her mound, exposing her well-trimmed black pubes, her deep girl-crack, Marianne grinned. Reclining on the sofa, her buttocks well over the edge of the cushion, her thighs spread wide, her cunt open, she instructed Natalie to kneel before her. 'Between my legs,' Marianne said softly. 'Kneel on all-fours before your beautiful mistress - slave!'
Her pretty face between Marianne's thighs, her mouth close to her mistress's open vaginal slit, Natalie projected her buttocks, her gaping cunt lips. 'Barry, kneel behind her and fuck her cunt,' Marianne ordered in her wanton wickedness. 'Natalie, I know you're not a lesbian, but you'll lick my cunt, my clitoris, and make me come while Barry fucks you. You'll lick my cunt as if you're really enjoying it. You never know, perhaps you will enjoy it.'
Slipping his jeans off, Barry grabbed his rock-hard penis and slipped it between Natalie's swollen cunt lips, driving his bulbous knob deep into her body, pushing the girl forward, thrusting her face into Marianne's shaved cr
ack. 'Your first taste of cunt!' Marianne giggled impishly. 'Go on, lick me out!' Her tongue running up Marianne's open sex-groove as Barry thrust his weapon into her quim from behind, Natalie obediently followed her instructions. 'Ah, that's nice!' Marianne breathed as the girl's tongue swept over her stiffening clitoris. 'Barry, you're not to come. Don't come until I tell to.'
Closing her eyes, Marianne relaxed as her new slave attended her femininity. Wondering whether she'd be able to hypnotize Jill and Lydia, she decided that it was time to pay them a visit. She'd expected Lydia to ring and breathe the magical word down the phone and order Marianne to meet at the park for an evening of lesbian sex. Probably been too busy licking each other's cunts, Marianne decided as Natalie's tongue snaked into her vaginal sheath, seeking out the hot girl-come.
'Stop now, Barry,' Marianne ordered. 'Take your cock out of her cunt and sit on the sofa.' Once he'd seated himself, his penis solid, pointing skyward, Marianne ordered Natalie to move away. 'This should be fun,' she giggled, sitting on Barry's lap with her legs open wide. Settling her vaginal entrance over Barry's hard knob, she gently lowered her body, his shaft sinking deep into her hot cunt, impaling her completely. 'Get yourself between our legs and lick my clitty,' she ordered Natalie.
Gazing below her smooth stomach, Marianne grinned. Her swollen cunt lips tightly encompassing Barry's massive shaft, her clitoris exposed, she shuddered as Natalie's tongue began its intimate licking. Gyrating her hips, Marianne massaged her inner cuntal flesh with Barry's solid cock, inducing her girl-juice to flow in torrents from her inner nectaries. 'Keep licking my clitty,' she gasped, grabbing Natalie's head and forcing her open mouth hard against her pinken flesh. Gasping as he managed to swivel his hips, Barry was close to orgasm. 'Natalie wants your sperm,' Marianne breathed, lifting her body and slipping his cock from her vagina. Lowering her body again, Marianne sat with his penis nestling between her open pussy lips, the massive head close to her clitoris. 'Now lick us both until we come,' she ordered Natalie.
Gazing at Barry's swollen knob resting between her vulval lips, at Natalie's tongue repeatedly sweeping over the silky surface, Marianne peeled her girl-flesh apart, presenting her clitoris to the girl's pink tongue. Suddenly Barry's sperm jetted from his knob, spraying Natalie's face, her tongue, bathing Marianne's open sex-groove. Mouthing and licking the orgasming knob, Natalie swept her tongue over Marianne's clitoris, bringing her mistress to her climax in unison with Barry.
'God, that's nice!' Marianne gasped as she watched her clitoris throb against Barry's pulsating knob. 'Lick me, girl,' she breathed. 'Use your tongue to massage his sperm into my clit.' Lapping her mistress's sperm-drenched crack, her pulsating clitoris, Natalie was, indeed, a fine sex slave, Marianne thought. Her orgasm beginning to subside, leaving her gasping, trembling, Marianne instructed her slave to suck Barry's knob, to lick it and cleanse it. Taking his cock-head into her hot mouth, Natalie moved her head back and forth, sucking, licking, swallowing the remnants of his sperm as she mouth-fucked the huge organ.
Watching the arousing sight, Marianne laughed. 'It looks as if it's my knob!' she said. 'Sticking up between my thighs, it looks as though I've got a fucking great cock!'
Toying with her clitoris as Natalie restiffened Barry's penis, Marianne lost herself in her evil wickedness. 'Want him to fuck your bum?' she asked the girl. Still mouthing, sucking on the purple plum, Natalie said nothing. 'Natalie, stop doing that, he's hard enough now. Kneel by the sofa with your bum sticking out.'
Taking up her position, Natalie rested her head on the sofa and jutted her taut buttocks, exposing her small brown portal. Climbing off Barry's lap, Marianne ordered him to kneel behind the girl. Grinning wickedly, Marianne took his solid shaft in her hand and presented his knob to Natalie's virginal brown ring. 'Push, Barry,' she demanded, holding the girl's buttocks wide apart as she watched her vestal portal yield. 'Go on, push, Barry - it's going in!'
Watching Barry's knob disappear into Natalie's rectal sheath, Marianne recalled the five penises driving deep into her own anal canal. Her craving for anal sex climbing to frightening heights, she imagined two solid cocks driving into her bottom-hole, fucking her there, filling her bowels with their jetting sperm. I managed to get the perfume bottle up my bum, she reflected, so why not two cocks?
As Barry's shaft entered Natalie's rear sex-sheath, his heavy balls resting against her bulging vaginal lips, Marianne ordered him to begin his fucking. His shaft withdrawing and thrusting into the girl, Marianne longed to have her own bottom fucked. 'God, it's a beautiful sight!' she gasped, her eyes transfixed on Barry's pistoning penis. 'You're no longer a virgin, Natalie. But it's a shame that you're not conscious. I'd love to see your face, watch your expression as Barry fucks your bum.'
Grunting, his body becoming rigid, Barry was nearing his climax. His powerful thrusting into Natalie's anus jolting the girl's body, he suddenly grimaced, his sperm pumping, jetting deep into her bowels. 'Really give it to her!' Marianne shrieked as she yanked Natalie's buttock-orbs wide apart. 'Go on, fuck her tight little arsehole like there's no tomorrow!'
Relishing her shocking words of corruption, Marianne reached beneath Natalie's rocking body and parted her wet cunny lips. Massaging her erect clitoris, she took the girl to a shuddering orgasm, wondering what to put her slaves through next as the girl whimpered and writhed in her obvious ecstasy. As Barry stilled his thrusting penis, his knob absorbing the heat of Natalie's bowels, Marianne ordered him to slip his organ out and lick his sperm from the girl's tight hole. Quivering in the aftermath of her climax as Barry slipped his penis from her bottom-sheath, Natalie buried her face in the sofa cushion, emitting low moans of pleasure as Barry began his anal licking.
'That's it, drink your sperm from her bum-hole,' Marianne instructed, slowing her clitoral massaging. Pulling Natalie's buttocks wide apart, Marianne ordered Barry to push his tongue into the girl's inflamed bottom-hole. 'Go on, you can do it,' she giggled, stretching the tight hole open with her fingertips. 'Shit, there's the doorbell! Who the hell's that? Keep licking her there, Barry. I'll be back in a minute.'
Dashing into the hall and opening the front door, Marianne was pleased to see John standing on the step - but she didn't dare invite him in. 'I've got visitors, John,' she smiled. 'Was it Barry or me you wanted to see?'
'Both of you,' he replied. 'I'll come back later if...'
'On second thoughts, come in for a minute, John. Barry might want to have a word with you.'
As John stepped into the hall, Marianne closed the front door and gazed into his blue eyes, her stare penetrating his very soul as she intoned her words of hypnosis. Frowning at first, John soon began to relax, his face losing its smile, his expression blank. Taking his hand and leading him into the lounge, she ordered him to slip his clothes off.
'Hurry up, John,' she said eagerly. 'You and Barry are going to realize a fantasy of mine. You're both going to fuck my bum - simultaneously.' Dashing upstairs as John undressed, Marianne grabbed the bottle of baby lotion from her dressing table and returned to the lounge. Pulling her dress over her head, she stood naked before John, admiring his solid penis, his heavy balls.
'Barry, stop licking Natalie's bum and stand up,' she ordered, wondering how to position herself so the men could both push their solid knobs deep into her bowels. Smearing baby lotion between her taut buttocks, around her anal entrance, she ordered Barry to lie on the floor. Lubricating his knob with the lotion, she turned to John and smeared the cooling cream over his purple plum.
Kneeling astride Barry, grinning as she gazed into his misty eyes, she instructed Natalie to push Barry's knob into her bottom-hole. 'Come on, Natalie, push his cock right up my bum,' she giggled, projecting her buttocks, exposing her well-oiled hole. Taking Barry's penis, Natalie pushed the solid head against Marianne's tight hole, managing to force it past her defeated muscles and deep into her bowels. 'Ah, that feels good!' Marianne breathed, slowly settling on the huge penis. 'Now, John, kneel between Barry's legs
and Natalie will push your cock into my bum.'
John's huge penis wavering as he knelt between Barry's legs, Marianne prayed that he'd be able to slip it alongside Barry's cock, stretching her rectal sheath wide to give her a double anal fucking. The thought exciting her, she sensed her cuntal juices streaming from her neglected vagina as Natalie pressed John's bulbous knob between her quivering buttocks.
'Use more baby lotion!' Marianne gasped as Natalie tried to force the knob into her already stretched hole. The lotion cooling her inflamed ring, Marianne grimaced as Natalie tried again to force John's solid knob past her tight muscles. 'Go on, you can do it, Natalie,' she gasped. 'That's it, push it in!'
Her taut ring expanding as John's knob pressed harder against her brown flesh, Marianne let out a rush of breath. Suddenly slipping into her anal duet, John's plum opened her rectal entrance, painfully stretching the delicate tissue. 'God, I can't... I can't take two!' Marianne cried as John drove his penis deep into her tight bottom-hole. The two huge shafts filling her to capacity, Marianne rolled her eyes, her head slumped forward, her matted long blonde hair brushing Barry's face. Her weight on her aching arms, she gently lowered her trembling body, resting on Barry as John impaled her completely on his twitching cock.
'I've done it!' Marianne gasped as she slowly gyrated her hips. 'God, I've got two cocks up my bum!' Delighted that she was now a confirmed slag, Marianne grinned wickedly as she swivelled her hips, her double anal fucking bringing her an incredible sensation of debased sexual satisfaction. 'God, it's beautiful!' she cried. 'John, start fucking me, ram your prick hard into my arse. Natalie, you can suck the spunk from my arse when they've done me!'
Thrusting his penis into Marianne's bloated anal sheath, massaging Barry's knob with his, slapping Barry's balls with his, John brought Marianne's fantasy to life. Her naked body perspiring, jolting, Marianne closed her eyes, praying that the solid knobs would spurt their sperm in unison, both fill her abused body at once. 'God, it's incredible!' she cried as John quickened his rhythm. 'God, my bum! My beautiful bum!'