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Date: Tue, 5 Aug 2008 09:32:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sharon Pinder <pin121@yahoo.com>
Subject: room service part 3
Sam and Julie stood together, arms around each others waists. Their eyes
were on me, their poor gullible fool. A fool who they had been lead,
enticed into their honey trap. That much was obvious to me now. They had
merely gone round the block in the taxi, and allowed me sufficient time to
place myself in a vulnerable position. To enter their suite, to find the
bait and to dress in the offered lingerie. Then Sam `found' me while Julie
recorded the entire sorry saga for their future enjoyment. The recording
would also reduce me to their hapless subject, their slave, with no choice
but to be their puppet. How sweet it must be to have a teenage virgin to
shape and use as they so wish.
Sam smiled and turned to kiss Julie. Their excitement at what lay ahead for
me, showed at the passion of the kiss. The way their tongues sought each
others, and the arousal that pressed outwards through the material of their
skirts.
I wanted to run, to open the door and flee. But it was too late. How far
would I get dressed as I was? As a girl. I knew I had been baited hooked
and landed by these two CD's. My freedom of choice was over, only servitude
lay ahead. A situation that filled me with dread and self loathing for my
weakness.
Julie broke free from kissing her girl friend, and smiled at me "you look
so sweet and so innocent, two situations I know we can remedy my
darling". She crossed over to where I stood terrified. "Kiss me Julie, do
you like your new name, Julie, say it, say your name" she ordered me. I
found the word couldn't escape my lips. "You do have a choice. You're free
to go, and I am sure my record of the last hour would be popular on You
Tube... Say it". I knew she wasn't joking and I mumbled "Julie". "No no no,
say, My names Julie and I want to kiss and serve my mistresses". Sam told
me.. Mistresses? How could I serve two men, but I knew the answer to that
already as I mumbled the mantra..."I am Julie and I want to kiss and serve
my two mistresses" My face reddened as Julie leaned in to let me kiss
her. I slowly closed the space between our lips and gently kissed her, as I
would an aunt. "You can do better than that" Sam's raised voice told me, as
Julies tongue teased my lips. Her tongue with drew and I felt her lips part
so I could slide my tongue in. I kissed her, my tongue deep in her mouth
and I felt Julies arms pull me closer. I could feel her clit pressed into
me, she felt so big, so aroused. I heard the sound of fabric being removed
and when our kiss ended I turned to see Sam sat on the sofa. Her dress
removed and her stocking legs parted. Her arousal was prominent as the thin
material of her panties strained to retain her cock. I stared, fearful and
dreading at what I knew she wanted. Julie's hands unfastened my skit and I
felt it fall to the floor. She stepped back, and removed her own
skirt. Unlike her girl friend she wore no panties, and her cock was fully
erect and glistening with excitement. My clit was to my shame partly
aroused, something I knew my mistresses had noticed.
Julies hand took mine and led me towards Sam. I could see a small wet stain
on the white fabric of her panties, a wet patch at the head of that
staining material. "Kiss it" Sam ordered me. I stared, knowing I had no
choice, as I slowly dropped to my knees. As I knelt I was at eye level with
Julie's arousal. Long, glistening and surrounded in unshaved flesh. It
looked so huge, so dominant, and so beautiful. So beautiful as I leant
forward, placing both may hands on the sofa, either side of Sam's knees. I
could see the wet patch closer, and could smell her scent of arousal. Sam
reached into her panties and let her arousal spring free. I could see pre
cum making the tip look smooth and inviting. She to was shaved. That was
clear as Julie's hands gently guided my mouth towards Sam's cock. As I drew
closer I could feel my own arousal increase, and my lips part. I was inches
away when my tongue emerged. It moistened my lips as the gap closed
between lips and cock. I reached out with the tip of it, and made
contact. My tongue tasted Sam's pre cum. Salty and maybe not as bad as the
scent had hinted at. I ran my tongue over the tip, my saliva mixing with
her pre cum, as Julie continued to apply pressure. I was forced by her
movements to part my lips and to take her girl friends cock into my
mouth. Like a cock would slide into a pussy. A wet warm pussy, but one that
was my virgin mouth. I felt its girth fill my mouth, I had little idea what
to do, but I started to suck on the thick length of man flesh as if it was
a lolly from my child hood. I sucked, and swallowed the flesh deep into my
pussy mouth. Sam gave a moan, and I could feel her stiffen more. A
twitch...my god she was going to cum. The terror filled me and I attempted
to with draw. To get that thing out of my mouth. Sucking was one thing but
damned if I would go further. I pulled my head back, but met only
resistance as Julie held my head in place. "Swallow it Cunt" she ordered
me. I tried to say "no" but how could I speak with my mouth filled with
that cock. A cock that twitched more violently as Sam's arousal peaked. A
cock that jerked and then ejected a warm wet salty fluid into my mouth. I
was going to choke, and tried to with draw, but Julies hand still held me
in place and I knew I had no choice, choke or swallow. Choke or swallow as
I felt the warmth fill my throat and slide down my throat. A tear filled my
eyes at the same moment, kneeling there, dressed in lingerie, swallowing a
cross dressers cum. An arousal that was betrayed by my own cock...what more
shame could there possibly be?
I really am bi curious, even if I probably will only ever remain that, so I
hope I have imagined how the above events would feel and taste with some
accuracy. If I haven't I apologise, but I hope you still enjoyed the third
chapter.
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