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Story Codes: Female/Female, Female/Females, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Rimming, Sex Toys, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial, Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckolding, Supernatural

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Mrs. Dolores Spencer

I wanted to listen to Sister Cassie. I wanted to obey her. To be part of the Feminine Mystery of the Divine Orgasm. I had gone from a good, Catholic wife and mother to being a desperate, sapphic slut wanting to eat pussy. To cum and cum and cum.

I was so excited as I drove from my church, my GPS guiding me to my destination. It wasn’t the sort of place that the old me would have gone to. But I had been reborn by the wicked activities of this day. I was so glad that I was sent that text message.

It wasn’t a mistake at all. Sister Cassie arranged it.

Ooh, she was so sexy. I just wanted to close my eyes and remember her chocolate body, my pale hands running over her dark flesh. The taste of her. The feel of her pussy on my lips. I shuddered as I drove, so excited.

My wedding ring flashed as I turned. I stared at it, shivering. I had cuckolded my husband with a girl the same age as our son. Sister Cassie was such a wonderful creature. I pushed up my glasses, following my GPS.

“Turn right to reach your destination in 100 feet,” the GPS said.

I smiled. I was here. I waited for the traffic to clear and turned into a shopping mall. There it was. I drove past a teriyaki restaurant and a dry cleaner. Then I pulled my car into the parking spot before Devilette Tattoos.

My goal.

My asshole clenched around the butt plug Sister Cassie had shoved in there back at my church. She had ravished me there before the altar, ushering me into lesbian passion. Into wonderful, sapphic bliss. I wanted to obey her.

I wanted to follow her.

Worship her.

That barely legal Black girl was so sexy. She was a lesbian nun and a student at Mountain Christian University. My husband was the president of the college. I wanted to cuckold him. I was here to do that.

I rose from my car. I wore my dress but no bra or panties on beneath. I was here to get my nipples pierced and a special tattoo from a woman named Chantelle. I reached the door and grabbed the handle. I tried to open it.

The door was locked. Despair rose in me.

“No,” I gasped and rattled the glass door. I had to get inside. I needed this. I was not happy about that. I couldn’t get in there. “Please, please, let me in!”

I cupped my hands on the glass and pressed close, using them to shield my eyes to peer through. The windows were tinted. Was there movement inside? I heard the clatter of beads. Someone was coming. I shuddered as I stepped back.

A lock twisted. The door opened to reveal a tattooed woman with dyed-blue hair, the right side of her head shaved. Her lips were pierced along with her nipples. She had a tattoo of a mermaid around her left tit. From her pussy dangled the same charm that Sister Cassie had, pierced through her clit.

A silver star with a sapphire in the middle.

“Mrs. Spencer?” purred Chantelle as she stepped back, beckoning me inside.

“Yes!” I moaned, my asshole clamped down on the butt plug in my asshole. “Sister Cassie told me you would give me something special!”

“Yes, I will,” she purred as I stumbled in after her. She slipped past me and locked the door. I trembled before her. “Mmm, but what are you going to do for me, Mrs. Spencer!”

“Eat your pussy!” I squealed, not caring that I was a married woman. “I want to devour your cunt!”

She spun around and gripped the handle of the door. She thrust her rump out at me, her pussy peeking out from between her thighs. “Well, get to eating, Mrs. Spencer!”

“Yes!” I moaned and dropped to my knees. I slapped my hands down on her rump and nuzzled shaved pussy. The spicy aroma of her cunt filled my nose. I breathed it in before I kissed her vulva. “Oh, yummy!”

Pussy was just so good. I licked and lapped at that wonderful snatch. The spicy flavor was so good. I enjoyed licking through her folds. My tongue brushed her pierced clit, making the charm slap into my chin. I was so happy about it.

I thrust my tongue into her pussy. I swirled around in her snatch. I enjoyed that wonderful flavor. I gripped her thighs, just so hungry to eat pussy. I was so glad to feast on her. This was the best thing in the world.

I was so glad to eat her out.

“Oh, that’s so good,” she moaned. “Mmm, that’s wonderful!”

I was so glad to hear that. I licked at her twat. I stroked at her twat. I flicked through her wonderful folds, caressing her. Juices spilled down my thighs. Her spicy flavor was so different from Sister Cassie’s. Maybe not quite as delicious—but Sister Cassie had been enchanting.

Such a gorgeous creature.

I fucked my tongue in and out of that delicious cunt. I stroked around in her spicy snatch. I swirled around in her, teasing her. My lips were massaging her folds. She moaned, her butt-cheeks clenching right before my face.

“That’s good, but…” cooed Chantelle, “I’m not sure that’s worth piercing your nipples or tattooing you.”

“I’ll do better!” I gasped and lapped at her clit. I brushed her piercing.

“Mmm, I think I need to have my asshole licked,” she purred. “Rim me out and finger my cunt, Mrs. Spencer! Put that mouth to use, you naughty wife. Be a depraved dyke!”

“Yes!” I moaned and licked through her folds to her taint. I kept going until I reached her asshole.

The sour flavor of her backdoor soaked my taste buds. I reached my hand around her thigh and down to her pussy as I tongued her asshole. I rimmed her, the earthy flavor growing stronger. My fingers found her pussy, brushing her charm.

I rubbed at her wet folds and found the entrance to her cunt. I thrust my digits into her cunt. I worked in and out of her twat, my tongue flicking about her asshole. She moaned, her butt-cheeks clenching about my face.

The glass door rattled as she moaned, “That’s it! Oh, that’s it, you dirty slut! Oh, you’re such a fucking dyke-whore!”

“Yes!” I whimpered.

“Get that tongue in my asshole,” she added. “Bury that tongue into me!”

I did just that. I pushed my tongue past her asshole and into her backdoor. The earthy flavor swelled. I was so glad for this. Her pussy clamped down on my finger as I danced my tongue around in her rectum.

The purrs she made were so delicious. I was just so good to do this to her. I wiggled my tongue around in her asshole. It was so much fun to lick her like this. She gasped and moaned as I did that. I was so happy here. I was just so thrilled to swirl around in her anal sheath.

She gasped and moaned as my tongue flicked about in her asshole while my fingers fucked in and out of her cunt. My thumb rubbed at her pierced clit. I massaged it as she whimpered. I knew I was driving her wild.

“Oh, you’re earning it now, Mrs. Spencer,” she moaned. “You’re earning your position now! Oh, yes, yes, that’s it! Just like that! Work that tongue around in my asshole. You’re driving me wild!”

I loved hearing that. I purred in delight, my tongue flicking around in her asshole.

The dirty taste made my cunt drip. My asshole gripped my butt plug as I plunged my tongue into her twat. I churned her up faster and faster. Her juices dripped out across my knuckles. She moaned so loudly. I was bringing her to her orgasm.

To her Divine Orgasm.

The divine gave women special orgasms. That was the Mystery that I wanted to be initiated into fully. My nipples throbbed at the idea of them being pierced. I danced my tongue around in her asshole as my thumb massaged her pierced clit.

“Fuck!” gasped Chantelle as her pussy convulsed around my digits.

Her asshole writhed around my tongue as she came. I loved that feeling as her pussy soaked my fingers. I pulled them out of her as she moaned. I pulled my face from her butt-cheeks. I thrust my digits into my mouth and savored her spicy juices.

They were so good. It was an incredible treat to have all the cream soaking my taste buds. Chantelle moaned and trembled there. She shuddered through her orgasm, gripping the handle. The door rattled as she moaned.

“Oh, fuck, that was so good!” Chantelle moaned. She turned around to face me. “Mmm, that was just so good. Now, let’s get you naked and into my chair.”

I smiled up at her. I rose to my feet and reached behind me. I unzipped my dress and ripped it off. I threw it down on the ground, trembling with my excitement. This was so it. I was so eager for what was going to happen. Her eyes smiled as she stared at my larger breasts. They were soft and heavy.

A mother’s tits.

A MILF’s.

I squeezed my breasts as she smiled at me. She flicked down to my pussy. I grinned at her, clamping my asshole down on the butt plug. That felt so good in me. Stretching me out and filling me up. I pinched my nipples, trembling. They would soon be pierced.

“Follow me,” Chantelle cooed.

“Yes,” I moaned, staring at her rump swaying before me. That ass just beckoned me along. I understood men so much now. Why they drool over women. All our curves were just so exciting. So soft and sensual, begging to be touched and groped and squeezed and slapped.

I wanted to smack her ass. That made my cunt so wet.

She passed through a curtain of beads. She motioned to a chair like a gynecologist’s chair. I sat down on it, the butt plug pressing deeper into me. I shuddered at that feeling. My entire body quivered at the delight of this in me.

She started bustling around. She was gathering supplies on a tray. A tattoo gun. A piercing gun. She put one of those charms out. My clit would be pierced, too. Then she glanced at me and smiled. She headed to a door and vanished out of sight.

I waited here, my cunt dripping with juices. I was here to get my husband to resign from being principal. Sister Cassie wanted to have her lover, Pita Gonzalez, to take that place. I don’t know why. I didn’t care why.

I just wanted to help the Feminine Mystery of the Divine Orgasm. I wanted to obey Sister Cassie.

I squirmed in the seat, my asshole clamping down on that big butt plug. Stretching me out. That felt so good in me. I was just so glad to feel that in me. It was making this even more. Pussy cream dripped out of my snatch.

I loved that sensation.

Then Chantelle re-emerged, a fat dildo thrusting from her crotch. A pink dildo with little bumps on it. I shuddered, staring at the shaft. I whimpered as Chantelle sauntered to me, her firm titties jiggling. She looked so sexy.

I just wanted her to fuck me. To pound me.

I wrapped my legs around her waist and pulled her to me. I pressed that dildo into my folds. I whimpered, my glasses shifting on my nose. She rammed into my twat. That big shaft stretched me out while all those bumps massaged me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I gasped, savoring those bumps rubbing against my pussy. “That’s incredible!”

Chantelle smiled at me. “I just bought it. Good purchase, huh?”

“Yeah!” I shuddered, licking my lips. “Fuck me so hard!”

Chantelle cupped my large tits. She kneaded them as she drew back that wonderful dildo. All those bumps massaging my silky sheath. She slammed back into me. I gasped, my back arching. My boobs quivered in her hands. She grinned at me, fucking me.

She pounded me hard.

She thrust that bumpy dildo into my married flesh. I squirmed on the chair. I loved every second of her plowing into me. It was so wonderful. I shuddered, squeezing my twat down on that amazing cock. The way it massaged me was so good.

I gasped and moaned as the dyke fucked me, her firm titties bouncing. Her nipple piercings flashed and gleamed. I loved the sight of them as that big dildo fucked me. It was incredible to have her fucking me. She pounded me with such force. Such passion. It was so glorious to have her pounding me.

I groaned and gasped. She hammered me. She fucked me with such passion. I rose toward that moment when I would cum. I squeezed my snatch down on that wonderful cock. She fucked me so hard and fast. She buried to the hilt in me again and again.

“You love that, you little dyke-whore?” purred Chantelle.

“I do!” I whimpered. “I fucking love it! I love it so much! I love that big dick burying into me. Just keep fucking me! Keep pounding me!”

She smiled, thrusting away at me with what she had. I squeezed my cunt down on her toy, the bumps massaging me. I trembled on the chair. It creaked as the tattoo artist fucked me hard. She buried into me with such passion. It was an incredible rush.

My eyes rolled back in my head with her every thrust. She slammed deep and hard into my cunt. She plowed to the hilt in her snatch. It was so great. I just wanted to cum. I wanted to burst with all the rapture of this moment. I was so ready for it.

She buried into my snatch, slamming into my cunt hard and fast. She slammed to the hilt in me again and again. Her boobs bounced and jiggled. I loved the way they looked as she hammered me. I was in heaven here.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, tossing my head.

I was so glad for this. I was so happy to have her fucking me with all that she had. I clapped my pussy down on that wonderful toy. It was amazing. This was the best sensation that I ever had experienced.

I groaned at the delight of that toy hammering me. The bumps massaged my pussy walls. It was so incredible. I loved every second of this delight. She slammed into me. It was an awesome moment. I was so close. So near.

“I’m going to cum like a lesbian whore!” I gasped as she slammed into me, my tits bouncing. “I… Yes!”

She smiled at me, fucking my cunt as my orgasm exploded through me. I gasped in delight, rapture pouring through me. Stars flashed across my vision as my cunt writhed about that wonderful shaft. She buried to the hilt in my snatch.

“Yes!” she howled, joining me in rapture.

She gripped my big, soft tits, kneading me. My pussy rippled around that amazing toy. I trembled through the rapture. My glasses slipped on my nose. I groaned through my gritted teeth, savoring every glorious moment of my sapphic bliss.

This was what I was created to enjoy. I was made to experience sapphic passion. My head tossed as my orgasm swept me higher and higher. She squeezed my tits, her fingernails biting into my boobs. It felt so good.

So wonderful.

I shuddered, soaring through all this passion. It was perfect. This was the delight that I loved. “I’m such a sapphic whore!”

“Yes, you are!” hissed the tattoo artist. Her fingers slid up my boobs to my fat nipples. She pinched them as my orgasm hit that wonderful peak. “You’re a dirty, nasty, pussy-loving, ass-licking dyke-slut!”

“I am!” I moaned, my pussy clamping down on her dildo.

She smiled at me. “Then let’s get those nipples pierced.”

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Cassandra “Cassie” Smythe

“Mmm, look at that,” I purred as I sat naked on Mrs. Spencer’s couch. Ms. Gonzalez and my delicious Cunt Muffin were with me. “Look at that symbol.”

Mrs. Spencer, wearing only her glasses, stood before me. Her big boobs were soft and heavy. Her nipples looked so good with the silver barbells through them. The symbol for my cult dangled from her clit. She was shaved and dripping, her hips curving.

On her stomach, she had a tattoo of two female symbols hooked together. I put my hand on her stomach and let the power flow through me. Hedone squirmed inside of me as we enchanted her tattoo. It was a new way to make a man into a cuck.

Into a submissive and helpful man who just wants to be a good ally and be happy that his wife is a lesbian slut.

Mrs. Spencer moaned, her body trembling. She tossed her head from side to side as the power flowed into her. She panted as she hit that peak. Cunt Muffin smiled, my cheerleader slut, twisting her nipples. Ms. Gonzalez knelt on the floor, ready to serve.

“Now, you know what to do,” I cooed, smiling at her. “You know what you want to do with that hungry mouth, slut!”

“Yes, Mistress,” the White MILF moaned.

She dropped to her knees, her pale hands sliding up my thighs. I trembled at her touch. The warmth of her hand on my skin. It was beautiful to have her licking me like that. I savored every second of this. I loved every moment of her licking me.

I smiled, my thighs squeezing around her head. The blonde MILF feasted on me. God, I loved blondes. Pale skin, pale hair, pale eyes. Her tongue was so good. She thrust into my pussy, dancing around in me.

I massaged my small titties, glorying in this delight. She fucked her tongue in and out of my twat over and over again. I twisted my nipples. I twerked them, loving the added jolts shooting down to my cunt.

“Mistress, she’s just such a hungry cunt muncher,” Cunt Muffin purred.

“You would know,” I cooed as Mrs. Spencer’s tongue swirled around in me. It was so good to have her pleasing me. “Oh, she’s almost as good at eating cunt as you.”

“No one’s better than me,” Cunt Muffin said with such pride.

“Mmm, that’s true,” I said, so glad that I turned that cheerleader into a full dyke. Of course, she had been a closeted lesbian before, suppressing her desire. I had unleashed them. She was able to just feast on all the cunts she could with her succubus in her.

“Yes, she’s so delicious,” cooed Hedone as she quivered in my soul. “But so is Mrs. Spencer. She’s feasting on you. Mmm, you’re going to make me cum.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “You’re so delicious, Mrs. Spencer. Feast on me!”

“Mmm, yes!” she groaned and flicked her tongue to my clit.

She batted my bud with her tongue. She flicked up and down my clit. It was just an incredible rush to have her doing that. My face scrunched up with the pleasure of this moment. It was a wonderful moment. I was hurtling toward my climax.

She flicked around my bud, twisting the clit ring. I was so near to bursting. This was a wonderful moment. I was eager for this moment. I hurtled toward my climax. My back arched as she suckled on my bud.

I whimpered and moaned, savoring Ms. Gonzalez and Cunt Muffin staring at me with their hot eyes. I loved being watched as I approached my climax. I whimpered then gapsed when that naughty MILF bit my charm and tugged on the chain.

My clit burst with sparks.

“You dirty MILF!” I gasped. “Fuck!”

I came.

My orgasm exploded through me. My pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. I drowned her in my pussy juices. My head tossed from side to side. My twat spasmed as she lapped at me. She groaned, drinking them.

Droplets of my juices beaded on her glasses. I soaked the MILF’s face. Headlights flashed through the room. A car pulled up. Her husband was home. The garage door opened. I trembled through it, so ready for this moment.

“Don’t stop licking me, whore!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you know what to do when your husband comes in!”

“I do!” the slut moaned into my cunt. She flicked my clit with her naughty tongue.

My back arched as the ecstasy crested in me. I heard a door open. He was here. I groaned out in delight as the door opened. Mr. Spencer, the president of my Christian college, entered the room and froze at the sight of us.

“D-Dolores,” he groaned as he stared at his wife with her face buried to the hilt in my pussy. “What is that?”

“What is this?” his wife asked as she rose, her face dripping in pussy juices. “Mmm, what do you think this is?”

“That you’re cheating on me with a… a…” He stared at the symbols tattooed on her stomach. The two symbols for women. She stroked one to the other, my magic tingling through them.

“Is it cheating if it’s with a woman?” she asked.

His expression grew placid. His eyes went unfocused for a moment. Magic whispered through the air. My succubus quivered in my soul, so excited about what was happening. The man rocked from side to side as she stroked her.

“Is it cheating if I’m having sex with a woman?” Mrs. Spencer asked.

“No,” he said.

“No,” the MILF repeated. “That’s right. Mmm, and you want to be a good ally, right? Support your wife’s lesbianism, right?”

“Right,” he said, nodding.

“You want to make a place safe for dykes to congregate,” cooed Mrs. Spencer just like I coached. She kept stroking the tattoo. “A school only for lesbians. A Christian university for young women to come and embrace the Feminine Mystery of the Divine Orgasm. To be initiated into the Sapphic Sisterhood and worship their true goddess, Hedone, right?”

“Right.” He wore a foolish smile. “A good ally. A place for young women. I want to help with that.”

“Because you’re a…?”

“Ally.” Pride shown on his face. “A cuckold ally who wants to support my wife’s lesbian desires.”

“So you’ll resign as president and announce that Ms. Gonzalez will be your replacement so she can usher in a new direction for Mountain Christian University?” Mrs. Spencer now caressed her husband’s cheek, her boob jiggling. “Are you going to do that? Will you, my good little cuckold?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

“Then sit down in the corner and just watch,” she purred, patting his cheek. “That’s a good cuck. I want to be fucked so hard by Sister Cassie, the Holy Vessel of the Goddess Hedone.”

“That’s right,” I purred, rising to my feet, my small boob squirming. Having her husband watch would be even more exciting. “I’m going to fuck her with my dildo and… Show him your pretty jewelry.”

Mrs. Spencer bent over and thrust her rump at him. I placed my hand on her butt-cheek and grabbed the end of the butt plug in her. She groaned as I drew it out with this nasty plopping sound. I held it up.

“I shoved that in her asshole earlier today,” I purred. It had been so much fun seducing her. Having Ms. Gonzalez send that video of our lovemaking. Casting an illusion to be Mrs. Spencer’s priest. Being a nun and fucking her before the altar at her church. “Isn’t that naughty?”

“Yes,” the cuck panted.

I suckled on it for a moment, savoring the filthy flavor. I groaned, loving every bit about women. Then I pressed it back against her tight asshole. I pushed against her, drilling against her. She gasped out as I did that. Her moans echoed through the air.

Her asshole swallowed the butt plug, her backdoor widening to take the ever-expanding cone until it all popped into her. I smiled, nodding in delight. That was so perfect. She looked so good with it in her. I smacked her on the rump.

She groaned and knelt before her husband. She put her hands on his legs. He stared at her, his hand rubbing at his chin. Cunt Muffin moved toward me. She had the strap-on with her. She knelt on the ground and held it ready for me.

I stepped into the harness. She slid it up my legs. I loved the feel of her doing that. The vinyl felt so good on my leg. She brought it up to my legs. It felt so good on me. She brought the dildo to my pussy. She pressed it against my bud.

“There, Mistress,” Cunt Muffin said and kissed the tip of the dildo. “Fuck her so hard! Fuck her with all you have!”

I smiled at Mr. Spencer. “I’m going to fuck your wife’s pretty, pink pussy with my pretty, pink dildo.” I arched an eyebrow at her. “Do you want to watch me fuck your wife’s pretty, pink pussy?”

“Yes!” he groaned.

“Fuck me, Sister Cassie!” whimpered the married woman, her head almost in her husband’s crotch. His cock wasn’t out, though. He wouldn’t get to cum. He would just get to watch his wife cum like a whore. “I need it. I need a big, plastic dick to stretch out my pussy. One so much bigger than your little cock.”

“Oh, God,” groaned the husband. “Oh, God, fuck my wife. Fuck her pretty, pink pussy with a big dildo! She needs it!”

I smiled and thrust to the hilt in her cunt. Her pussy devoured that dildo. The base pressed on my clit. My pussy clamped down on her. I enjoyed this moment. My small boobies quivered. I shuddered in delight, my succubus enjoying it, too.

“Fuck her pretty, pink pussy,” the succubus cooed.

I smiled and pounded that pussy. I buried into her with hard strokes, fucking that cunt with my dildo. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted her to just squeal out in passion. It was so hot to fuck her as her husband stared at us.

She moaned and gasped into his crotch, loving me fucking her. She was such a naughty whore. Her butt-cheeks jiggling. I loved fucking White MILFs. I savored pounding them. My clit throbbed with each burst.

“Oh, Ms. Gonzalez!” gasped Cunt Muffin behind me. “Eat that cunt. Devour that pussy, you dirty slut!”

“Yes, yes, yes, Cunt Muffin!” moaned the Hispanic slut. I had twisted them both into dykes.

“Yes, we did,” Hedone purred into my snatch.

I pumped away at the MILF, making her squeal out while her husband watched. He breathed heavily, his eyes full of heat. He loved watching his wife being my whore. He savored being a cuck. It turned him on to have his wife gasping away as I fucked her.

That only had me fucking her harder. Faster. I churned her up with hard strokes. Bold strokes. I loved churning up her cunt. It was an outstanding moment. To fuck her while grinning at her husband. I savored this delight, my orgasm building and building.

“Oh, yes, yes, make me cum, Sister Cassie!” gasped Mrs. Spencer. “Make me cum so hard! I’m such a dyke, Richard. I’m such a big, cunt-loving dyke! Your wife loves pussy now! Snatch! I want to muff dive every day!”

“God,” croaked her husband. He rubbed at his face, his cheeks flushed. “Oh, God, you are a lesbian, Dolores.”

I smiled at him as I pounded his wife. I loved every second of fucking the new dyke. I slammed into her snatch deep and hard. It was incredible to pump away at her, my crotch slapping into her butt-cheeks.

My clit throbbed with delight. I loved every second of fucking her. I pounded her hard and fast. I buried into her snatch with such hard thrusts. It was incredible to fuck her with passion, my orgasm building and building.

She groaned and gasped. She rocked back into my thrusts. She gasped as I slammed into her twat. I fucked into her with everything that I had. I loved this so much. I reveled in every last thrust into her cunt

“Oh, I’m going to cum,” whimpered the slut. “Oh, oh, Richard! I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum so hard! Yes! Yes, that’s it! Sister Cassie!”

She moaned so loudly. She had to be cumming. I watched the pink dildo plunging in and out of her cunt, her frothy juices coating the shaft. I loved it. I made her cum while her husband watched. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch.

The pleasure burst in me.

My succubus quivered in me as I came so hard. Pussy cream gushed down my thighs. The waves of rapture swept through me. I gripped her hips, gasping and moaning. My eyes rolled back in my head as I loved this moment. I savored every second of this bliss soaking my thoughts.

It was glorious to have this cuckolding moment. Cunt Muffin moaned behind me as I rode this ecstasy higher and higher. My boobs quivered as pussy cream spilled down my thighs. I whimpered through my orgasm.

“Oh, yes!” I groaned as I hit that peak. “Mmm, I am so glad that you’re going to make Ms. Gonzalez the new head of the school.”

“The Board of Trustees have to vote on it,” he said.

I smiled. “Good thing they’re all married to women, right?”

He nodded.

“Well, now that’s settled,” I purred, pulling my dildo out of her cunt. “I need to get fucked in the ass while having my cunt devoured.”

“I’ll fuck you in the ass, Miss Smythe!” Ms. Gonzalez moaned as she moved around to me. She had pussy cream on her lips. “I would be so honored to do that for you. Just so thrilled to pleasure you with my lips and tongue. I’ll make you cum so hard.”

“I know you will,” I purred, stroking her cheek.

A shiver ran through her. She looked so happy as I undid the straps on the harness. I shoved it down my legs. The pink dildo quivered. I stepped out of it and handed it to the Hispanic slut. I loved seeing, “Property of Miss Smythe,” tattooed across her tits.

Such beautiful work.

As she drew on the dildo, Cunt Muffin moved before me. Her boobs jiggled, her eyes burning so bright. I loved the heavy rings pierced through her nubs. They were so fun to grip. She dropped to her knees before me, those large tits bouncing. She licked her lips, eager to earn her name.

She truly was a cunt-loving muffin.

She nuzzled her face into my pussy and licked at my cunt. I groaned as she did that. She stroked her tongue through my folds, sending such delight racing through me. I groaned as she tongued me like that. It was a beautiful thing.

A wonderful moment to have her licking my twat. She stroked her tongue through my folds. She brushed my twat. Sparks sizzled through me. I groaned, my head tossing back and forth. I loved the way she fluttered against my bud.

As she did that, the naughty Ms. Gonzalez adjusted the straps of her harness. She moved behind me, ready to fuck me up the ass. I was so ready to be buggered by her. To be fucked so hard by her. That would be incredible.

“Mmm, fuck me hard in the ass,” I groaned as Cunt Muffin feasted on me.

“Gladly, Miss Smythe,” Ms. Gonzalez said. She hugged me from behind, the pussy-lubed dildo nuzzling into my butt-crack.”

“Pound her,” Mrs. Spencer moaned as she watched us.

“I will,” cooed Ms. Gonzalez as she played with my nipples.

Is shuddered as she did that, the dildo drilling against my asshole. She pushed against me. It was so good to have her stretching me out like that. I groaned as I opened wider and wider. Cunt Muffin flicked her tongue through my folds, teasing me as Ms. Gonzalez thrust harder.

My asshole surrendered with a big burst of heat.

I groaned in delight as she sank into my bowels. My eyes rolled back in my head as that thick dildo stretched out my asshole. Mrs. Spencer and her cuck watched my sexy slave filling my anal sheath up with her wonderful dildo.

Cunt Muffin flicked her tongue around in me. She teased me with that wicked appendage. It was so good to have her flicking around in me. I groaned, my face contorting with the delight of this moment. That big dildo was all the way in me.

“Mmm, now fuck me, slut,” I moaned, clamping my asshole down on the dildo.

“Yes, Miss Smythe,” cooed Ms. Gonzalez.

“Enjoy, Mistress,” my naughty cunt muffin moaned into my snatch. She thrust her tongue around in my cunt.

I shuddered as she ate me out. I trembled, her tongue flicking around in my pussy. She swirled about in me, driving me wild with her actions. Then the naughty Ms. Gonzalez drew back her cock. She pulled it back and back before thrusting back into me.

She hammered my asshole. She plowed to the hilt in my anal sheath. She fucked me so hard and fast. She thrust into my cunt. I shuddered, savoring the feel of her plowing to the hilt in my bowels. I loved it so much.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimpered, “that’s good. That’s so good!”

She pumped away at my asshole. She fucked my bowels with everything that she had. It was so great to have her burying into my anal sheath. She felt so great fucking my bowels. I loved it. I loved it so much. She buried into me hard. Fast.

My asshole melted around the dildo, the smooth shaft burying into me. I shuddered, grinding my cunt on my naughty Cunt Muffin’s face. My sex slave feasted on me. She buried her tongue into my pussy. She danced around in me.

“That’s what I love,” groaned Mrs. Spencer to her husband. “I love eating pussy and being fucked by dildos! I rim assholes! I’m a dyke!”

“Yes, she is,” Hedone said, so proud of the work we did with her.

I was, too. “Mmm, you’re such a delicious dyke,” I groaned, loving what Cunt Muffin and Ms. Gonzalez did to me. “Ooh, play with those pierced nipples, slut!”

Mrs. Spencer did. She twerked them. Twisting them. She moaned as she as she abused them. I smiled at her, grinding on Cunt Muffin’s face It was such a wonderful moment to have her licking at my pussy while having an audience.

My sweet sex slave licked to my clit piercing. She batted it. She made me shiver as she did that. It was so delicious. So wonderful. She was flicked it back and forth as that big dildo hammered my asshole. She fucked me so hard.

So fast.

She buried into me with all that she had. It was just so good to have her fucking me like that. I groaned, squeezing my bowels down on that big dick. I loved the feel of her burying into me. My asshole melted.

The heat in my cunt swelled and swelled.

“Mmm,” I groaned. “I’m going to down you, Cunt Muffin!”

“Yes!” my eager sex slave moaned.

“Drown her, Miss Smythe!” gasped Ms. Gonzalez as she slammed into my bowels.

I came closer and closer to cumming. I loved rising toward that moment when I would burst in delight. I shuddered as that big dildo buried into my asshole. She slammed into me with all her might. She buried deep and hard into my flesh.

Cunt Muffin suckled on my clit. She nibbled on me. I rose toward that moment. Mrs. Spencer twisted her nipple piercings. She twerked them back and forth, staring up at me with such an eager gleam in her eyes. She worshiped me.

Worshiped the succubus in me.

“Mmm, yes,” Hedone purred.

“Cum, Sister Cassie!” the naughty woman moaned, tugging her nipples. “Drown Cunt Muffin. Shower her in the Feminine Mystery of the Divine Orgasm!”

“Shower me!” my wonderful Cunt Muffin moaned.

She licked at my clit. I groaned at that delight. It felt so wonderful to have her batting my piercing. It twisted around in me as that big dildo buried to the hilt in me. I gasped out in rapture as the pleasure burst in me.

I came.

“Yes!” I gasped, my orgasm bursting in my pussy.

My eyes rolled back in my head, my juices gushing out and drowning Cunt Muffin in my pussy cream. My blonde delicate licked at my cunt while Ms. Gonzalez fucked my asshole hard, my bowels writhing around my anal sheath.

“You wonderful sluts!” I moaned, savoring that tongue licking at me and the dildo fucking me.

“Oh, oh, Miss Smythe,” groaned the naughty slut fucking me. She buried into my asshole. “Yes!”

She trembled as we shared our orgasm. We were cumming together. It was so glorious. Stars flashed across my vision as I trembled, my anal sheath rippling around the dildo. I loved being fucked up the ass. Ms. Gonzalez’s breasts rubbed against my back.

“Mmm,” Cunt Muffin moaned and rose.

Her pierced nipples and soft breasts slid up my belly to my small boobies. She kissed me, her lips dripping with my pussy cream. The tangy delight seasoned our kiss while my asshole spasmed a few more times around that wonderful dildo.

I was sandwiched between two of my favorite sex slaves. I gripped Cunt Muffin, kissing each other. It was so wonderful. I was thrilled to share this. We were so close. In a month, at the end of the school year, we’d have the announcement about Ms. Gonzalez.

My cult was spreading, and soon the school would be mine.

I would be the Head of Morales and Discipline. I could not wait to spread it.

“Yes, it will be spectacular,” Hedone cooed in my mind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ms. Pita Gonzalez

“And I am proud to introduce the new president of the college,” Mr. Spencer said, glancing at me where I sat on stage next to his wife. I had no panties on beneath, a vibrator in my cunt. The students were all out there at the presentation. “Ms. Pita Gonzalez.”

I rose to my feet, the vibrator buzzing in me. I suppressed my moan as I moved to the podium. Sitting in the front row was Cassie in a short skirt, her phone in her hand. She winked at me. My Miss Smythe was amazing.

I was dressed so primly. A long skirt. A high-neck blouse. No one could see the naughty tattoo I had beneath my blouse. The one that had marked me as being owned by my Miss Smythe. I was so happy for this moment. I was just so wet right now.

So excited. My nipples so hard.

“Thank you,” I said as I put my hand on the podium. “There are some big changes coming. Next year, our school will only be for women. Too long has even this college become a breeding ground for immoral behavior. We seek to mold the faithful, young women of our community to be something better. To strive for something greater. Many of our girls, I am sad to say, have such a loose definition of what is acceptable behavior, believing that they can go farther than is permitted because they believe they will marry their boyfriend, but that is just hormones talking.

“Lust. The flesh.”

I shuddered, the vibrator buzzing away in my cunt.

“So we are going to create a new school. One where such problems will not occur. When you return after summer break, this will be a transformed school.” I loved that vibration humming away. I could feel the power of the entire cult. They were all praying, vibrators in their cunts, too.

A ritual that was underway to change this school.

I could see it in the eyes of all the girls. They were all so ready to be molded by what was to come. They would all be transformed into the perfect girls. Model citizens. It would be just a wondrous moment. I trembled, my nipples so achingly hard right now.

“I am so excited for the future that is to come,” I continued. “We are going to have a school where we shall shape the women to come and guide them into a glorious understanding of their femininity!”

My orgasm built and built. It was so hard to fight it. I didn’t want to. I just let the energy built and built. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum. I hurtled toward that moment when I would burst in rapture.

“So join with me,” I said as the spell hummed through the air along with the vibrator hummingin my cunt. “Join with me and let’s change Mountain Christian University!”

The girls all rose and cheered, the spell swirling around us. I shuddered and drank in their exultation as my orgasm burst in me. My pussy writhed around that dildo. The pleasure surged through me. This glorious, wondrous delight. I swayed back and forth, gasping out in delight.

I was so happy about it.

So thrilled about it.

Just so happy to have all that rapture surging through my body. I groaned, the bliss washing through every bit of me. The vibrator buzzed through me as the cheers thundered through the room. Miss Smythe nodded at me. She was so pleased with me.

I smiled in delight as I hit that peak of my pleasure. My cunt rippled around the toy a few more times. I shuddered, sucking in the delight. I was so glad to have all that pleasure buzzing through me. It was a perfect moment.

A wondrous moment.

This campus would be a sapphic paradise, and I was so glad to participate in it. What a wonderful future the Feminine Mystery of the Divine Orgasm would usher into this world. All those delicious girls would become dykes. They would marry men for procreation, but they would turn to each other for pleasure.

I knew this would earn me what I craved the most. The vibrator hummed in me as Miss Smythe nodded to me. I would receive my own succubus. I shuddered at that thought. I could not wait to have her in me.

Nor could I wait for the new school year to start. With the new uniforms. The short skirts. The clit piercings for those who converted. The sapphic orgies that would rage when they were not receiving their educations.

It would be a lesbian paradise at Mountain Christian University all thanks to Miss Smythe and her wonderful succubus, our Goddess Hedone.

To be continued…

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