The name is Scott, and have I got a story for you? First of all, let me tell you that I never was a believer of the supernatural, but after the experience I encountered it made me an instant believer.

I’m a counselor for the Goldstein Hospital in New York City. Let me tell you, handling these clients can be exhausting, but these people have needs as well. I usually handle clients very well, especially with the domestic abuse of women. I personally can’t stand guys that beat their women.

Counseling is extremely hard, because you don’t know whether or not you’re actually helping this person or not. Sometimes you’ll be questioning whether or not you’re asking the right questions, or whether or not you’re reading the right signals. It’s hard sometimes.

Being single, living in New York, and being a counselor is difficult for me physically and emotionally. A friend of mine has tried to hook me up several times at clubs, but in the end all I would get is the stale cigarette smell on my clothes and girls who are too drunk to notice me.

I’ve been in relationships before, but really never found that true love, it’s not just about sex for me.

However, that all changed . . .

One day, I was at the local coffee shop and that’s when I met her, Janet.

Janet was a slender woman with light brown hair done in a ponytail, light white skin, and wearing wire-brimmed glasses. The coffee shop was packed with the morning drones, so Janet was quite busy. I didn’t know what her name was until her co-worker kept calling her name out to make more coffee. I was smitten by her beauty, even though she didn’t look the part of being beautiful with her coffee shirt and her black apron.

I finally approached Janet and she spoke with exhaust and haste.

“May I take your order?” Janet asked.

“Yes, give me a Mocha,”

Janet quickly gathered the cup, the flavoring, and the coffee while her co-worker was handling the rest of the customers.

“Three dollars,” Janet said.

I gave her three dollars and took my cup of coffee. I wanted to stay and ask her out, but I knew that she was busy and it would behoove me not to try to pick up a date when she’s under stress. I’m a counselor for Christ’s sakes. I at least know that much.

I went to work thinking about Janet. Wow. She was so beautiful. Her petite body, her perky breasts, her milky white skin, the light mocha hair pinned up. I know some guys wouldn’t look at a girl like her, because she’s not the usual big breasted, blonde, tanned model like woman. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but Janet looked . . . innocent, and maybe she was.

After a grueling day at work I finally left the hospital. I lifted my hand to signal for a cab, and to my surprise one came very quickly, which is rare in New York. I was so exhausted that I must have not been paying attention, because as soon as the cab came Janet walks quickly toward the cab, opens the door, and just as she was getting ready to get in I yelled “Hey! That’s my cab!”

Much to my chagrin, Janet turned with what looked like trepidation in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’m late for class, but I can get the next one.” Says Janet.

Realizing who she was, I quickly recanted my words. “Oh, no, that’s okay, you go ahead.”

The cab driver was getting highly impatient, either that or greedy, “Why don’t you both get in, and I’ll drive?”

Janet looked at the cab driver, then turned to me, and as she was fixing her glasses she smiled and said, “Well, okay, but I don’t have that much money.”

“It’s okay, I’ll take care of the fare,” I said.

Janet smiled and got in the cab while leaving the door open for me to get in. As I entered the cab, I noticed the strong smell of coffee on Janet. So strong it blocked out the usual smell of ass and cheap perfume that is usually in New York cabs.

“Where to, lady?” asked the cab driver.

“New York University, please,” Janet nervously said.

Janet was nervous in the cab as her body was stiffened, her hands clamped, and her eyes were glued to her shoes. I decided to break the ice.

“So, what are you studying?”

“Massage therapy,”

“Really? Do you get a lot of hands-on?” I jokingly asked.

Janet chuckled a little and it was apparent that she felt a little more comfortable around me.

Janet extends her hand to me and says, “I’m Janet.”

I warmly greet her, “Scott.”

“Glad to meet you, Scott.” Janet says with a warm smile.

Janet stayed silent for a little bit. I didn’t mind much; after all, as a counselor the best thing to do is to stay silent while the other person is ready to speak. Besides, I was busy observing Janet’s figure. Even though it was fully clothed with a white and green stripped work shirt and brown pants with black shoes that look like my grandma would wear, I was looking at her lips and what it would feel like to have those pressed against mine.

“So, you like mocha, huh?” Janet asks.

“You remembered?” I asked.

“Yeah, I remembered you,” Janet nervously chuckled.

I was astonished and flattered that she would remember me. With all those people in the coffee shop, she remembers me and how I like my coffee.

Before I knew it, the car stops and the cab driver demand the fare. I paid the driver Janet’s fare.

“Well, this is my stop. Maybe I’ll see you sometime,” smiles Janet.

“Sure, maybe,” I said.

Janet opened the door and left the cab, but as soon as she closed the door she smiled to me and waved. I waved back with a smile of my own. I watched her walk to the university entrance as it felt like slow motion, but it was interrupted by the cab driver yelling, “where to, buddy?!” I told the driver my address and he drove away.

I was sitting in my apartment ruminating about Janet. Truth be told that I was thinking about her massages. Her steely little fingers caressing my body. I also thought of what it would be like to have her lips do the massaging for her.

I went to bed that night with great intent to fantasize about Janet. I relaxed in my bed as I began to fantasize about Janet. I imagined Janet being a masseuse in her little parlor with low lighting, the heat bellowing in, and Janet’s hands all over my back as I lay naked on her bed. The feel of her hands would sooth my tensed back and neck, but then she would start to take her clothes off and reveal her body. Janet would whisper in my ear to flip over as I would witness her tight little body with perky breasts and erect little pink nipples staring at me. I imagined Janet’s pussy being clean shaven, deducing that she does indeed have a little devil inside her after all.

Janet would take her warm, steely little fingers begin to slowly breeze down my chest. Janet’s fingertips slowly running down my chest was slightly ticklish, but it made my cock hard.

Finally, her fingers would reach my cock as they would gently touch the shaft of my penis and each time my cock would jump with delight. I imagined Janet going down slowly with her hands to steady my cock while she gave the throbbing, pulsating organ gentle kisses. Finally, she would devour my cock. The feeling of her lips suckling my cock would feel like a dream. She would stroke my cock while she was sucking as well as cup and massage my balls. Janet knew how to handle my cock as my body tensed and I could feel my cock shake. Janet would stroke faster and suck harder. My cock exploded in Janet’s mouth as her eyelids trembled and her eyes looked like she was savoring every drop of cum into her mouth.

I woke up and noticed that I literally cummed while thinking about Janet sucking my cock. Amazingly enough, I didn’t even have to touch my cock.

I sighed as I drifted to sleep.

The next day, I went back to the coffee shop. This time the shop was bare and Janet was busy wiping down tables.

I approached her. “Hi, Janet.”

“Hey, how you doing?”

“Good, good. Listen, um, what are you doing tonight?”

“I got class at 5,”

“Oh….well, how about tomorrow?”

Janet smiled and said, “Well, I guess we can get…coffee, or something.”

I chuckled, “Coffee, right. Okay, tomorrow then.”

I had to quickly leave, because I had a new client waiting for me.

Moments later, my secretary informed me that my client was already in my office. I panicked. I’m usually punctual, but this time I was late.

I quickly walked in with apologies flying out of my mouth; however, suddenly it struck me who was in my office. A voluptuous woman with developed breasts and long snow white legs. Her sable hair was long and full of body. This woman wore a black dress that came just above the knee with matching black high heeled shoes that showed off her beautiful painted dark red toenails. Her face was just as amazing as she had piercing eyes like a cat. Her lips were full and looked as if they could show a cock a good time.

Despite that she was perfect looking, there was something strange about her, because I also noticed a tattoo on her right arm was of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross.

“Odd, she doesn’t look like a Christian.” I thought.

Her legs were crossed not leaving anything to the imagination, but damn she was hot as hell. To think, I had to sit in front of those snow white legs. Sometimes I love my job. What else struck me odd was, for someone seeking counseling she doesn’t seem too nervous, or anxious.

“A court-ordered client, maybe?” I thought to myself. Damn, what did she do to be court-ordered to counseling?

I looked over her paperwork and noticed her name was Lucy Valentine.

“How are you doing, today?” I asked.

Lucy gazed at me with her piercing eyes and what appeared to be a smirk on her face, but why the smirk?

“I’m fine, Doctor. How are you?” She asked.

“I’m good, but I’m not a Doctor,” I explained.

“I apologize,”

Lucy’s voice was strong, but soft. She didn’t sound like an airhead, nor did she sound butch. She sounded perfect.

“What brings you to counseling?” I asked.

“Well, I’ve been having an issue with something,” she asked.

“Oh, what is it?”

“Well, see, there’s this person I’ve been seeking, and I don’t know who this person is, but I’m very interested in this person, if you know what I mean,” Lucy says with a gaze.

“So, you mean sexually?”

“I guess you could say that, but I don’t think this person would be very interested in my kind of sexual needs,”

“Okay, why not?”

“Well, because this person lives an ascetic lifestyle, and I don’t really think this person would be interested in me, let alone my kind of fun,”

While she was talking, I couldn’t help but notice her physically. God, what a body. Those pale white legs shining in front of me, along with her breasts ready to pop out of her top was making me wish that somehow gravity would work on my side; alas, it wasn’t.

After a moment or two, the session was over, and I felt that she was too elusive; in order words, despite this session of her sexuality with whomever she was talking about, I felt that she didn’t leave me a lot to work with, but with a body like that I was willing to work with her. Who knows, maybe she’ll stop being a conundrum and let out more. God, let’s only hope she lets out a lot more.

After work, I went home. Before I knew it, I got a knock on my door. I answered it and there was Janet, dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a white t-shirt.

“Hi!” I surprisingly said.

“Hi. I heard you were a big name in the club scene,”

“Well, not really, but I do like to go,”

“Well, how about we go tonight?”

“But, I thought we were meeting tomorrow?”

“Well…I can’t stop thinking about you,”

My heart was racing at this point. This woman was thinking about me?

“Okay, just let me grab a shower,”

“Okay,” smiled Janet.

I quickly ran to my bathroom and turned on the shower. At this point I was just hoping that Janet would have the urge to come in and catch me in the shower. I’ve always fantasized about being an exhibitionist, but really never had an audience. I get in the shower and let the tepid water hit my body. I close the curtain and begin to lather up the soap, when suddenly I noticed the door opening.

“Don’t mind me. I just have to pee!” shouts Janet trying to overthrow her voice through the loud shower-head.

I was nervous. My heart was pounding. My brain was thinking of every irrational thought there was. “Does she want to see me? Does she want to see me…naked?” The shower curtain didn’t really reveal a whole lot, but enough to where anyone with a good imagination could speculate what the person looks like.

I could hear the toilet seat drop gently and the sounds of Janet’s jeans being unbuttoned, unzipped and falling past her legs down to her ankles. I couldn’t hear the trickling of urine coming out, but then again I was in the shower with the strident sounds of water blasting through the shower head. However, the next sound was unmistakable. I heard Janet let out a smattering of moans. “Damn, did she have to go or what?” I thought. I remember chuckling softly to myself, but then a louder moan echoed. Curiosity was setting in, but do I dare take a look at what she’s doing? Obviously, she had to really go, otherwise why would she be in here while I was taking a shower?

I carefully walked over to the edge of the curtain and was slowly and methodically pulling back to see what was going on. Alas, whatever was happening, was happening no more. All I saw was Janet buckling her belt around her waist and sighing with relief. She went to flush the toilet when she spotted me. Suddenly, trepidation sets in for her.

“Oh! I’m sorry,” she nervously says.

“It’s okay. I was done anyway,”

I turned off the shower as the few remaining drops of water were gulped by the drain. Suddenly, I noticed something, I had a rock hard dick standing at attention. Now, I was timid, because for some odd reason Janet didn’t leave suddenly.

“Um, could you hand me a towel?”

“Uh…oh…um, okay,” Janet nervously said.

Janet grabbed a towel and handed it to me through the shower curtain with her face away from the curtain. Even though my brain was thinking “she just had to really pee,” my other brain was saying “she’s horny as hell as she just pleasured herself inside the hot steamy bathroom with you taking a shower.”

Janet flushed the toilet, washed her hands, and left quickly. I pulled the towel around my waist and positioned my penis upwards so it didn’t look like I was pointing a gun. I was disappointed that I didn’t get to see what transpired on my commode, but whatever the case may be I’m sure my toilet enjoyed it tremendously.

That night, we went to a club in Manhattan, it was a dance club that usually played a lot of techno/hip-hop style music. The atmosphere was big, and dark. Hundreds of people huddled around each other dancing close to one another while the boisterous sounds of music fill the room with black lights giving a purple glow to anyone that wears light colors.

Janet and I sat at a booth that sets outside the dance area. Our waitress came over and asked what we wanted to drink. I asked for a dry martini, and Janet ordered a strawberry daiquiri. Janet and I sat in front of each other as we had to pretty much speak loudly through the music just to get a conversation in.

“So, how do you like it?!” I asked.

“It’s pretty cool!”

“Yeah! A lot of people love to dance here!”

“This is the first time I’ve ever been in a dance club!”

“Really?! Me and my friends come here all the time!”

As the conversation continued, I noticed someone in the dance area. It was Lucy! Lucy was dressed in a short black skirt and a black vinyl vest that barley buttoned around her bosom leaving her breasts just aching to come out. I could hear Janet talking, but I was too awe-struck with Lucy. Lucy’s skin was so white that it left a glow to her body from the black lights above the ceiling.

Lucy approached the dance floor and began to dance by herself. God, she was sexy. The way her hips would gradually glide back and forth to the beat of the music, the way she would give that look, the way the muscles of her legs would tense and ease with every move she made. I was smitten, and to be honest, lusting over her.

Every now and then I would turn to Janet to give her a notice that I was paying attention, despite I wasn’t. However, though, I would always turn back to watch Lucy put a spell on me with her erotic dancing.

Suddenly, a tall, toned, and tanned man wearing a three-piece suit approached her from behind and began to dance with her. Lucy accepted his company as she moved back with him as her ass met with his crotch. I was getting extremely turned on by Lucy, especially since she had a companion with her, but what they did next got me hard as a rock.

With hundreds of people bundled all over the dance floor, it was hard to notice the details of what was going on, but as I was looking through the people to watch Lucy dance with this guy I noticed that Lucy was gradually unzipping this guy’s pants without unbuttoning them. The guy was turned on as he began to devour Lucy’s neck. She enjoyed the kisses, but as I was still looking I noticed that her skirt was hiked a little on this guy’s stomach. Suddenly, both Lucy and this guy’s face were in awe with pleasure. Their mouths were wide open. Their eyes were rolling back. Both of their bodies were grinding each other, but to anyone not paying full attention to them it looked as if they were just dancing, but I knew better. It’s obvious that there was a reason she wore a skirt, and it’s apparent that this guy was wearing boxers. In other words, Lucy was getting fucked from behind with hundreds of people around them dancing to the music.

Apparently, I was staring for too long, because I forgot all about Janet.

“Excuse me!” screams Janet.

I turned to her with great fear. “Oh! I’m sorry!”

Janet turns to see what I was staring at and even she was in awe.

“Wow! He’s really giving it to her, huh?!” Says Janet.

“You know what they are doing?!”

“Yeah! That’s how people dance nowadays! Kinda kinky isn’t it?! It almost looks like they are having sex!” says Janet.

I turned back to see Lucy still getting fucked from behind by this hunk. I was so turned on by this. The taboo of secretly having sex with someone and giving the illusion that they are just being normal and dancing was making my heart beat faster and faster. Suddenly, Lucy looked over and seen me. With lust in her eyes Lucy looked at me and began to say “Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Despite I couldn’t hear her, I was reading her lips. Of course, it looked like she was yearning that I fuck her, but of course she could be giving this message to her boy toy that was busy grinding his cock inside her pussy.

Finally, in unison, they both quivered with delight. It was obvious, he was cumming inside her and she was enjoying his seed.

The stud gradually pulled out his flaccid member as he packed it back in and zipped his pants without anyone, with the exception of Janet and I, noticing. Lucy straightens her skirt as she gazed at me with those cat like eyes. She showed a smirk and walked away without the stud.

I turned to Janet and she looked back and without saying it I read her lips saying “wow.”

I chuckled. We decided to leave the dance club.

I walked Janet outside the club and began to talk with her.

“Wow, that was..um…different,” I said.

“Yeah. I can’t believe that they got away with it,” says Janet.

I couldn’t help but think about Lucy. God, she was so hot getting it from behind by some stranger.

I walked Janet outside her small apartment complex, which looked like a dump to be honest.

“Well, this is my place…um…so, I guess I’ll see you at the shop tomorrow?” asks Janet.

“Uh, sure,”

Janet looked nervous as she was fiddling with her keys, not to mention she was biting her bottom lip, which was a turn on for me. Janet pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose as she looks up at me as if she was looking for me to answer a question.

I looked at Janet as her innocent beauty captivated me every time I saw her. I gently placed my hand on the side of Janet’s cheek, she let me caress her face. I slowly approached Janet’s face and kissed her on the lips. The surge of adrenaline exuded through me as her lips pressed against mine. Janet placed her arms around me as she devoured my lips with hers.

Then suddenly, Janet lets go of her grip and in a panic she says “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I can’t, I mean, it’s wrong. I’m sorry.”

Janet then speeds off to her apartment and closes herself in with me still standing in befuddlement.

“What the hell was that all about?” I wondered.

I looked up and noticed Janet’s apartment window curtains were open. Suddenly, the light comes on and there stands Janet looking at the other end of her room as if she was talking with someone. With the window being so narrow, I couldn’t see who she was talking to.

“Oh, God, tell me she doesn’t have a boyfriend.”

I was distraught, and confused. Why would Janet kiss me and then flee?

A lot of questions unanswered, but I decided to get some sleep after tonight.

The next morning, I went to the coffee shop to talk with Janet. As usual, the coffee shop wasn’t busy, but Janet was keeping herself busy by wiping down tables. I walked in and she noticed me, and immediately she felt timid by just seeing me. I approached with great intent.

“Janet? What happened last night?”

“Look, I don’t think you should be here right now,”

“Why are you so defensive?”

“Look, last night was great, but…”

“But, what?”

“Nevermind,”

“Was it the kiss? Was it bad?”

“No! It was great. I have to work, okay?”

I sighed and showed my frustration through my grimaced face as I stormed out of the coffee shop. I hailed a cab and I was on my way to work.

After a brief moment, I arrived at the hospital. As I was getting out of the cab, I noticed Lucy standing against the wall of the hospital with black high heel shoes and a black overcoat, which was strange considering it’s summer. Once again, my heart was racing, because Lucy was so stunning that words can’t really do her justice.

I was walking toward the hospital and it felt like the longest walk of my life. Lucy’s cat like eyes kept glaring at me like a predator adoring its prey before pouncing it. Lucy pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and slowly sucked through the filter and blew the smoke out. I was never one to admire women who smoke, but damn she was hot…no pun intended.

I finally arrived at the entrance of the hospital and was staring at Lucy the whole time. I was wondering what the overcoat was concealing, and the sun glaring on Lucy’s legs, making them glisten wasn’t helping matters either. As I passed Lucy to make my way inside the hospital, I could feel Lucy’s eyes follow me all the way in.

I entered my office as I was already sweating in my Armani suit, and my heart kept pounding that it felt like it was ready to implode inside my chest. I faced my desk away from the door trying to catch my breath. Suddenly, I hear the door close and the leisurely sound of high heels hitting the soft carpet echoed in the office. I gulped as I turned around and saw Lucy standing by her chair waiting for me to give the decree to sit down.

“Hello, Lucy. Please sit down.”

Lucy pulled her coat in tight as she took her seat, and crossed her legs. The overcoat was so long that even if you tried to see whether or not she was wearing anything underneath her overcoat then you’ll only garner hapless results.

I sat in the chair in front of her as my eyes were fixated on her snow white legs with black high heel shoes.

“Welcome back, Lucy. Um, the first thing I want to address today, and this is rather a distraction, is your apparel. What is with the overcoat? It’s like 102 degrees outside.”

“I’m used to hot weather. In fact, I have lived in hot whether all my life,”

“You mean like Arizona, or Texas?”

“Uh…sure, someplace like that.”

“Well, I would feel more comfortable if you took the coat off; that way I know you feel comfortable while talking with me.”

“Okay,”

Lucy slowly uncrossed her legs and gets up gradually from her chair. She unbuttoned the coat, and unraveled the belt around the coat.. Suddenly, Lucy slowly opens the coat and reveals that she was wearing a black lace corset, and matching lace panties. I was shocked in seeing Lucy only wearing a black corset and panties. Lucy kept the coat on, but unbuttoned and spread open to where her lingerie was showing, then she sits back down.

“Lucy? Why did you wear this to counseling? You understand this is inappropriate?”

“You asked me to remove it, and I only did what you wanted.”

“Okay, but the next time you come to counseling you will wear appropriate attire. Understand?”

“Whatever you say,” says Lucy with a sinister smirk on her face.

“Okay, let’s begin. The last time you came to counseling you were having issues with…”

“Tell me something?”

“Well…okay, what is it?”

“How did you like last night?”

“This has nothing to do with therapy, so, if you will please let’s get back on track,”

“I’m an exhibitionist,”

“Excuse me?”

Lucy leans closer. “I like to be watched. It turns me on when someone, man or woman, watches me.”

“Okay, why do you think this feeling is so strong with you?”

“Well, it started when I was a teenager. My mom and dad were divorced and she married this perverted prick, who some like to call my step-dad. It seemed like this idiot was more interested in me than my mom, because I would catch him either spying on me, or smelling my clothes. I have had underwear missing because he would come in and take them.”

“Tell me a day that you caught him.”

“I remember one day I just bought my first vibrator, and it was your standard vibrator, it didn’t have any special attachments or curved ends like you see these new vibrators nowadays. I was exploring my body more frequently, and it felt good. I remember really getting into the moment with the vibrator, so I wasn’t really paying attention whether or not someone was watching, but sure enough, there’s that prick jacking off while watching me masturbate.”

“How did you react when you knew he was watching you?”

“I quickly covered myself and screamed, which he scurried away.”

“How did it make you feel?”

“At first, dirty. I felt like I was raped, but after a while…”

“Yes?”

“It turned me on.”

“So, you were attracted to your stepfather?”

“Fuck no! I was attracted to the idea that I turned him on so bad that he would risk getting caught just to satisfy his needs.”

“Did you tell your mother?”

“Yeah, but she doesn’t believe me.”

“Did you tell anyone else?”

“No.”

“How does your step-dad treat you?”

“Haha, like a pussy. He’s always been scared of me, because he loves my mom, but he wants to fuck me so bad it hurts his cock just seeing me in the shower.”

“He’s seen you in the shower?”

“Yeah,”

“Did you react the same way?”

“Nope.”

“How did you react?”

“Well, I was in the swimming pool, and the jerk-off was laying by the pool soaking up the sun with these sunglasses that fit all the way around his head. I could tell he was watching me swim, but he acted like he wasn’t. I was getting tired of having the chlorine all over my body, so I decided to go back inside the house and grab a quick shower. Now, our shower is a shower stall with a clear glass door. In front of the shower stall is a sink with a mirror, so you don’t have to be in the bathroom to see someone taking a shower. While I was taking a shower, I could sense this prick watching me through the mirror. However, I was going to think of something devious. I was getting wet just at the thought of him watching me, and I wanted the son of a bitch to admit he wanted it,”

“What did you do?”

“After I was done taking my shower, I quickly dried off and wrapped the towel around my body. I could hear this prick hurrying upstairs to my mother’s bedroom. So, I followed him up with nothing on but my towel.”

“What happened next?”

“I opened the door and there he laid on the bed in his swimming trunks with the remote control watching television. I confronted him about him watching me and how I was so sick of it. He pleaded for me not to tell my mother, but I had other plans.”

“What were those plans?”

“I was going to fuck him. I took my towel off and showed him an up close and personal view of my body. I even gave him a little dance, and he was getting horny over it. He kept pleading me to stop, but I didn’t stop, I kept going. I crawled on the bed with him and let him suck my nipples, and then I would rub my pussy up and down his cock while he was still wearing his swimming trunks.”

“Did you eventually have sex with him?”

“You bet. I took off his swimming trunks and began sucking his cock. Oh, he loved that. I remember rubbing his cock on my nipples and that drove him crazy. I kept sucking his cock, stroking his shaft, and cupping his balls all at the same time. I could taste his precum, and to be honest, I loved it. I kept sucking him and sucking him, until finally he just came all in my mouth. I remember he would thrust hard in my mouth, which made me gag a little, but I swallowed every drop of his cum.”

“What happened afterwards?”

With an ominous glare and a sinister smirk, she said “he started to cry, because he was seduced easily and in the end he cheated on my mother, which meant that at anytime I wanted to I could fuck with his emotions by telling my mother what happened. If he calls my bluff, I’m sure I could arrange it to where my mother could see it.”

Suddenly, I noticed that time was running out. “Well, it seems we’re out of time.”

“Thank you. You’ve really helped me.” says Lucy as she stands up, closes her coat back, buttons it, and ties the belt back. She then leaves the office, but not without producing a smirk on her face toward me. After she left I had to loosen up my tie, because the heat was starting to get to me.

After work was over, I went home and settled on my couch. I closed my eyes and the only person I could see was Lucy. The idea of her sucking off her stepfather was making me hot under the collar. I was ruminating about Lucy being in that black corset with that black overcoat on. I wanted to fuck her right there in my office, but I knew I couldn’t. To be honest, I’m probably in enough trouble knowing that she wore that outfit during therapy.

The day was done and I was home quickly from work. I see a red flashing coming by my telephone. It was my answering machine. I get up and press the button.

BEEP! “Scott? This is Janet. I’m sorry that I’ve been acting strange, but it’s for a good reason. I’ve just been under a lot of pressure with work and school. I really do like you, but I think that it’s best we don’t take it any further than just being friends. I’m sorry if this hurts you in any way, but you must understand my feelings. I’m sorry.” BEEP!

I could feel my heart sink as I couldn’t believe what she said. The quivering in her voice was unnerving. Why was she doing this? What the hell was going on around here?

The next morning, I woke up to the unnerving sounds of thunder and lightning, it was raining heavily. “Great,” I said sarcastically

I didn’t bother going back to the coffee shop. I was too hurt to see Janet right now; however, I was a little excited today. Lucy was coming.

I entered my office and sure enough there sat Lucy ready for her appointment. Wearing black pants, a tight white blouse that made her tits burgeoned out, black high heel shoes, and her hair pinned up. She was smoking hot.

“Well, you’re early,” I said.

“I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to come and see you,” Lucy said.

I was ecstatic about the news, “shall we get started?”

Lucy smiled and said, “please.”

“Yesterday, we talked about your sexual drive,”

“Yes.”

“Is there any new news that you would like to share?”

“I would like to talk more about my exhibitionism,”

“Okay, go on,”

“I remember when I was eighteen years old…”

“Was this before or after your encounter with your stepdad?”

“Before,”

“Now, you said you didn’t like exhibition until your encounter with your stepdad,”

“When I encountered my stepdad I was in control. My very first exhibition encounter I didn’t have a choice,”

“Go on,”

“As I was saying. My very first exhibition encounter consisted of when I was barley 18 years. I was wearing a black skirt with a blue shirt. I was babysitting Jeff and Sue Carson’s kid. I would say Jeff and Sue were around their forties at the time and were quite the party animals. Jeff was a handsome guy for his age, but he had been having an affair on Sue for a long time, and Sue knew, but seem to not care, besides I think her drinking and her nose filled with coke compensated any kind of anger toward Jeff.”

“Go on,”

“Sue had a fantastic body, but her face left a lot to be desired. The drugs and alcohol did the damage, and she was always a snobby bitch too. However, they were rich and they paid good money to babysit their brat.”

“What happened?”

“Well, after I put their kid to bed, I decided to ‘explore’ some options. I was curious, so I went in Jeff and Sue’s bedroom to see what these guys had. I found some porno tapes in an old shoe box in the closet. I looked at the tapes and I popped one in. I sat on their bed watching the porno, and I was getting extremely horny. I remember caressing myself, pinching my nipples, I was horny as hell.”

“Go on,”

“I remember looking in Sue’s panty drawer and seeing a vibrator, this was the first time I’ve seen one, let alone use one. I took it and I was very intimidated by the size of it, but I didn’t care I was horny.”

“Go on,”

“I was rubbing the vibrator on my clit and it felt good at first, but then I accidentally twisted the bottom of it and it started to vibrate. I quickly succumbed to the vibration on my clit that I was literally just sitting back and enjoying it.”

“What happened after that?”

“Well…they came home. I remember Sue and Jeff walking in to their bedroom and seeing two things; the porno and the vibrator. I quickly got up from their bed and tried to put my panties on, all at the same time I was scared and trying to apologize at a hundred miles an hour.”

“How did they react?”

“Obviously, they were pissed off. I remember Sue getting pissed at Jeff for having porn, and Jeff getting pissed at me for watching the porno.”

“Did Sue know Jeff had it?”

“No, she didn’t. As I was trying to pull my panties up to my skirt Sue grabbed me by the hair and threw me on the bed. She said, ‘Okay, Jeff, you want to fuck around on me then why don’t you fuck this little slut in front of me’ which made me even more scared. I begged, and pleaded, and cajoled for them not to do anything. I was scared, crying, trembling, and to be honest, I think it turned them both on even more.”

“What happened?”

“Sue slapped me across the face and ripped my panties clean off. I remember screaming, but soon my mouth was filled with Jeff’s cock as he was fucking my mouth while Sue was busy tying my hands behind my back with some plastic strips. The strips were so tight that they were cutting in my wrists. I was scared to try anything.”

“What were you feeling at the time?”

“Scared. Overwhelmed. Kinda excited.”

“Why excited?”

“I don’t know, but I was…excited.”

“Go on,”

“While Jeff was thrusting his cock in my mouth, Sue was taking my skirt off revealing my ass to her. Suddenly, she slapped my ass so hard that I cried out while having a thick cock in my mouth. I could hear Jeff moan and groan as he took my head and forced me to suck him deeper. I remember Sue was behind me and she was fingering my pussy hard, which really didn’t make me wet, because how she was inserting them made it hurt, especially with her long fingernails scratching the walls of my pussy.”

“Ouch,”

“No kidding.”

“What happened afterwards?”

“After Jeff took his dick out of my mouth I cried and pleaded for them to stop, but Sue flipped me over to my back as she ordered Jeff to fuck me. I tried to get up, but every time I would move Sue would slap the hell out of me. It stung and my face was sore. Jeff pounced on top of me and was gliding his hard cock up and down my pussy lips, getting me wet. Finally, he trusted his cock inside and I let out a primal scream, because I could feel my hymen breaking.”

“You were a virgin?”

“Yes. I remember this tanned, older guy trusting his hard, long cock inside me and all I could see through my watery eyes was Sue feeling herself while watching her husband fuck me. I remember with a scratchy voice and tears streaming down my face asking Sue ‘why are you doing this?’ and the only thing she said was ‘just enjoy it, bitch.’ I couldn’t believe it.”

“What happened afterwards?”

“Jeff was fucking me harder and deeper, but Sue was at the edge of the bed using the vibrator I was using to pleasure herself. I didn’t know what to do at that time. I guess I could have fought back, or done something, but I felt helpless.”

“What happened next?”

“I remember Sue moaning really loud and demanding Jeff to hold my head still.”

“Why did she ask that?”

“Because Sue had this ‘talent’ if you will. Jeff held my head down by my hair and my face was exposed. Next thing I knew Sue straddles my face and begins to finger her pussy really fast. I didn’t know what was going on, but the louder she moaned the tighter Jeff’s grip was on my hair. I screamed and around that time Sue ejaculated all over my face. It was never ending. It just gushed out of her pussy all over my face. I was so humiliated that I just laid there and cried. Sue sat on my face and rubbed her pussy up and down my face. I could smell her pussy and even taste it, but I was so humiliated I wasn’t thinking about what just transpired.”

“Go on,”

“Jeff let go of his grip as he kept fucking me harder and harder until finally he pulled out his cock and fed me his seed. Jeff squirted his cum all over my face as I had both Jeff and Sue’s cum all over my face. I was crying and distraught, I didn’t know what to think at this point except I was glad it was over.”

“What happened afterwards?”

“They were arrested. Luckily, one of their neighbors heard me scream and the cops came as soon as possible. My mom filed a report and to this day they are rotting in prison.”

“Good,”

“I remember I had nightmares about that day for a long time, but something happened to me about 6 weeks after the event.”

“What?”

“I got turned on by it,”

“What?! Why?!”

“I don’t know. Just something turned me on about it.”

“Is there anything else you want to tell me about your penchant for exhibitionism?”

“Well, I remember when I was nineteen years old. My old boyfriend had a new computer with a digital camera. At that time these things just came out. I remember he was filming us having sex on a chatroom. I remember going to school the next day in utter humiliation, but once again after a while I got over it and actually got turned on by it.”

“Why do you think that is?”

“I don’t know? Indulging sin, maybe.”

“Well, it appears our time is up. We will have to discuss this next time.”

“Okay, thank you for listening,”

“It’s quite all right,”

Lucy gets up from the chair, shakes my hand, and leaves the office.

After work, I went by the coffee shop. To my surprise Janet wasn’t there. Odd, she doesn’t usually get off work until six, it’s only five. I was getting worried. I called her cell phone, but no one picked up. “What the hell was going on?”

I rushed out of the coffee shop and into a cab. I quickly told the driver to take me to Janet’s apartment and fast.

By the time I arrived I quickly rang Janet’s intercom to let me in. No answer. I was beginning to panic. I was calling anyone on the intercom at that point. Suddenly, someone sneaks behind me. It startled me, but I was glad to see Janet.

“Scott?”

“Janet!” I hugged her in comfort as she is okay.

“What are you doing here?”

“I went by the shop and you weren’t there,”

“I got off early so I could pick up something to eat. You okay?”

I smiled, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Look, I’m sorry about the last time, but…”

“No, it’s okay, but I just have to ask, what’s going on?”

“I don’t think it’s right to talk about it,”

“Why not?”

“Because….look, why don’t you come inside,”

Both Janet and I walked inside the apartment complex, walked three flights of steps, and approached her front door. Janet’s apartment looked like your typical college student apartment. Books, papers, and a plethora of pencils and pens are all over the apartment.

Janet approached me and gave me a kiss on the lips.

“Well, what was that for?”

“It’s an apology. I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay, but why have you been acting weird lately?”

Suddenly, Janet’s face sinks. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Here we go again. Why do you not want to talk about it?”

“Because! It’s humiliating,”

“Janet, what’s going on?”

Suddenly, Janet’s door buzzes.

“Look, you’re going to have to go. I have company,”

“Fine.”

I left the apartment pissed off. As I was power-walking down the steps, I noticed a person walking up the stairs, but with my anger fulminating so much I didn’t get a good look at the person.

The next day, I went straight to work. This Janet bullshit was starting to be just that, bullshit. Janet wouldn’t talk to me, she doesn’t explain anything, she doesn’t do shit. However, Lucy talks…a lot.

I entered my office waiting for Lucy. Moments later I hear the door open and there stands Lucy wearing a black vinyl dress with a matching black corset and matching boots.

“Hello, Lucy,”

“Hello,”

I sat down in my chair as does Lucy as she crossed her lovely legs. The black vinyl shining was a turn on, very domineering.

“The last time you came you presented a very traumatic portion of your life. Please, tell me, what do you w-”

Before I could get my whole sentence out, Lucy interrupted. “What did you think the night you were at the club?”

“You mean, when you and that stud was fucking on the dance floor?”

Lucy smirks, “Mmm-hmmm.”

“I don’t know, why don’t you tell me more about it?”

“Enough of the counsel bullshit. What did you think?”

“I’m not going to commit myself to transference, so either we drop this and talk more about you or…”

“No! It turned you on, didn’t it? Seeing Greg fuck me from behind, yet no one noticed except you,”

“I’m ending this session right now. You’re lucky I’m not terminating this relationship all together,”

“That’s because you want me,”

“That’s it, I’m terminating this relationship,”

“You want me, don’t you? Admit it!”

“No! I don’t!”

Lucy gets comfortable in her chair. “Okay, I want to talk now.”

“No, this session is over,”

“Scott. I want to talk now. Sit down.”

“I told you, this session-”

“Sit!”

I sat down.

Lucy smirks. “I’m a Satanist. I like to perform black masses in which women and men have their desires fulfilled before me.”

“I thought that was a dominatrix?”

“Well, yes and no. I seek out a person that is emotionally crippled and let them explore their sexuality, whether it would be indulging or not. Whether it would be good or evil,”

“I don’t understand? What do you mean whether it would be good or evil? You mean rape?”

“No.”

“Are you threatening someone?”

“No. Just fulfilling an unconscious indulgence,”

“I’m feeling uncomfortable about all of this,”

“You should be,”

“Wait a minute, are you threatening me?”

“I forced a lesbian to suck a man’s cock until he came all over her face. She didn’t want to, but I coerced her to suck his cock. She had to obey me. I remember she was crying and it just turned him on even more. She would put it in her mouth, and gag immediately. Finally, after a while she would suck his cock. Stroking his cock. And actually warming up to it. Finally, he came all over her face, and she enjoyed it.”

“I get it now. You ‘re saying that deep within ourselves we are only fooling ourselves by denying what our unconscious deems as enjoyable,”

“Exactly. When I was getting raped, I was scared, but after a while it was turning me on.”

“Yeah, but surly not everyone would be turned on by that. You could be scarring them further.”

“True, but they’ll never know unless they try.”

“That’s absurd, you’re putting people’s lives at risk,”

“Okay, come with me,”

“No, I refuse to take part in this. It’s sick,”

“Are you afraid you might like it?”

“Our time is up,”

“You’re afraid you’ll like it, won’t you?”

“Our time is up,”

Lucy gets up, and casually leaves the office. “You don’t know what you’re missing.”

I was a bit overwhelmed by Lucy this time. What kind of sick world do we live in anymore?

After work, I went straight home. I’ve had enough of women. I just wanted a good night’s rest. However, something in my head was telling me that I should check out what Lucy was talking about. For some odd reason I wanted to see it. Damn, curiosity was going to kill me. I decided to tell the cab driver to drop me off near Lucy’s house.

Moments later, the day turns into night. I noticed that Lucy’s house had dozens of parked cars around the house. It looked like a party, but there was nothing illuminating about it. It was dark and ominous. I walked beside the house and, surprisingly, realized that the curtains were wide open for anyone to see.

I looked in through the window and noticed that inside the house was also dark and ominous.

Suddenly, someone sneaked up behind me. It was Lucy. “I knew you would come.”

I quickly turn to see her still wearing that sexy vinyl outfit.

“Come on, I want to show you something,” says Lucy as she took my hand and led me inside her house.

I entered the house and I had this chill up my spine, because there were dozens of naked men with black masks on their faces. They were all well-hung too.

“What’s going on here, Lucy?”

“Come on, let me show you,” says Lucy.

Lucy led me to a dark bedroom. Inside the room was a bed with dark violet silk sheets. A beautiful redhead was tied naked on the bed with a blindfold covering her eyes and a gag-ball in her mouth. Her red hair was curly, while her skin was pale with freckles on her shoulders. Her breasts are about a B cup, and her nipples are erect.

“This is Julia, she’s been having a problem lately about her sexuality,” says Lucy.

“What’s the problem?”

“She and her husband, Daniel, have been talking lately about a threesome; however, she doesn’t want to share him, nor does she believe that a woman could please her as well,” says Lucy.

“Okay, it’s her prerogative, so what?”

“Ah, but you see, her mind says no-no, but her body says yes-yes. See, we deny these feelings because society wants us to. That’s where I come in,” says Lucy as she picks up a steel black bar with two cuffs attached on both sides. She placed the bar between Julia’s legs in which spreads them open. Julia couldn’t close her legs even if she wanted..

Lucy removed the blindfold as Julia looked up at me and tried to scream, but couldn’t due to the ball gag. Lucy slapped Julia’s thighs as the screaming turned into whimpering. Suddenly, a young, well-built brunette with C size breasts and a shaved pussy entered the room. Wow, what a body. The tanned and toned legs of this woman makes me wish she was ready to please me. Alas, Lucy was having fun with these girls, and I was only the spectator.

“This is Nancy. She’s going to fulfill Julia’s needs,” says Lucy.

Suddenly, a young well-hung male entered the room. His erect penis was just aching for some attention as it began to jump and quiver.

“And this is Daniel. Julia, can you see, sweetheart?” asks Lucy.

Julia responded with a nod.

Lucy put on a sinister smile. “Good. Nancy, if you will please,”

Suddenly, Nancy approached Daniel as she looked down and grabbed his cock. I looked over at Julia and you could tell she was getting furious. The sounds of her growling could be heard despite the ball gag. Nancy stroked his cock as he was enjoying the attention, but it’s obvious Julia was fulminating over this.

“Nancy, go ahead and suck his cock,” says Lucy.

At this point Julia’s eyes were widened as if to signal to Daniel not to let Nancy suck his dick, but he ignored her as Nancy goes to her knees and began to lick the pre cum from his cock. Finally, she devours his cock. Julia was irate and it shows, but because she was tied up, she couldn’t do anything about it. She just watched as her husband was getting his dick sucked by another woman.

I was watching Nancy stroke his cock while sucking it at the same time. This Nancy was good at what she does. It was even getting me hard. Nancy would lick the shaft as if ice cream was melting off of it. Daniel was enjoying it, as well as Lucy. However, Julia wasn’t enjoying it at all.

“Okay, Nancy. Now, show Julia what she’s been dying to feel,” says Lucy.

Within seconds, Nancy got up from her knees and climbed on the bed where Julia laid helplessly. Julia gave Nancy a look that pretty much told her not to get close to her, but Nancy obliged and began to kiss Julia’s body. Julia squealed and tried to push Nancy off of her, but to no avail.

Finally, Julia’s body began to succumb to the lovely kisses of Nancy. Julia’s squeals turned to moans.

Nancy would nibble on Julia’s neck and Julia’s eyes would roll in the back of her head. Nancy’s soft hands would gently touch Julia’s body causing cold chills to form on Julia’s pale little body.

Nancy’s fingers would travel around Julia’s breasts as her nipples are so hard they looked like they hurt. Nancy removes the ball gag from Julia’s mouth as Julia let out a sigh of relief.

Nancy kissed Julia on the lips as Julia let her tongue travel inside Nancy’s mouth. Julia’s attitude changed within seconds. Was this what Lucy was talking about? That people have hidden feelings, yet they don’t explore them? Maybe.

Nancy let go of her kiss and began to scoot down to devour one of Julia’s breasts. Nancy gently nibbled on Julia’s nipples as Julia moaned and arched her back in enjoyment. Daniel’s penis was seeping with precum. He liked what he was watching.

Nancy removed the nipple from her mouth and began to travel down further, but not without a few kisses along the way. Finally, she reached Julia’s pussy. Her red hair on her pussy looked to be standing up in excitement. Nancy kissed the sides of Julia’s inner-thighs, while her fingers were rubbing Julia’s clit. Julia moaned and stretched her body in enjoyment. Nancy unraveled the cuffs from Julia’s legs and removed the bar between them.

Nancy licked the labia walls of Julia’s pussy. Julia moans with delight as Nancy’s tongue explored more of Julia’s wet pussy. Daniel, however, panted with excitement in watching more of Julia getting her pussy licked.

Within moments Nancy’s mouth slowly opened wide as she gave a sensuous kiss on Julia’s pussy. Julia moaned louder as she looked down and saw Nancy looking up at her. Lucy walked over to Julia and gave her a long succulent kiss while Nancy was flicking her tongue on Nancy’s clit. Lucy relinquishes her kiss as she untied Julia’s arms. Julia quickly set up and tried to kiss Lucy, but Lucy nodded her head and pointed at Nancy. Julia looked down at Nancy and kissed the cum off of her face.

At this point Daniel couldn’t take any more as he looked at Lucy for some kind of permission. Lucy approached Daniel and devours his lips with hers. After a brief moment, Lucy released her grip and let Daniel play with Julia and Nancy. I was in awe at how much power Lucy had over them.

Lucy walked back beside me to watch the show. “What do you think?”

“Amazing… Simply amazing,” I said.

Daniel came up behind Nancy and inserted his cock inside her while Nancy was still kissing Julia. Nancy moaned as she could feel his cock going inside her. Julia, at this point, was okay with the fact that her husband was fucking another woman.

“See. Julia’s true feelings are exposed. She didn’t care after all,” smiles Lucy.

“But, what happens when their hormones are repressed?”

“Who knows? But, one thing was for sure, the unconscious has become the conscious. You should know that, Scott. I believe his name was Freud?” smiles Lucy.

She’s right. Freud believed that everyone’s thoughts were linked to sexuality. It was amazing how manipulative Lucy was. It’s almost scary to be honest.

“Well, Scott, what are your feelings?”

“I’d rather not say,”

“Don’t you like my work?”

“I’m impressed, I admit,”

“Thank you, but what about you? What’s your unconscious want?”

“I said, I’d rather not say,”

“Not say? Or, won’t say?”

Suddenly, I could hear Daniel moaning and groaning as he pulled out his cock and began jacking himself off really fast. I could hear Julia scream “cum all over her!” Nancy opened her mouth in front of Daniel’s cock. Suddenly, he shot his load all over Nancy’s face and in her mouth. Julia approached Nancy and began licking her face and kissing her.

“You see, their hormones have been repressed and they still yearn for each other,”

“It couldn’t work on everyone,”

“Sure it could, I just have to know what your deepest, darkest desires are,”

“Look, it’s been fun, but I gotta go,”

“Going to see her?”

Her? I was stunned. There’s no way she could know. I quickly left the estate. I hailed a cab and went straight to my apartment.

Moments later, I went to my apartment and I noticed that Janet was standing outside my door waiting on me.

“Janet? What are you doing here?”

“Scott, I wanted to see you,”

“Really?” I was happy that she wanted to see me. The thoughts I saw at Lucy’s house started to subside. I opened my apartment door and let Janet inside.

Next thing I knew Janet started to kiss me passionately. Wow, what was this for? Who cares, I was enjoying her kiss. Janet guided me to my bedroom, which was odd. How did she know where to go?

Finally, we reached my bedroom as she threw me down on the bed. Janet took her glasses off and threw them on my dresser. I tried to get up, but Janet pushed me back down. Whoa. That’s weird. Janet let her hair down and revealed her long brown locks. God, she was beautiful. Janet had a look in her eye that reminded me….well…of Lucy.

She took her shirt off to revealed a beautiful red bra with her breasts popping out. I remember seeing a cute little freckle on one of her breasts. She took her bra off to revealed her perky breasts. They were so beautiful. Her nipples were erect and staring right at me. Janet straddled me and began to take my shirt off. Finally, she opened my shirt and began kissing my body. The chills ran through my body as her lips gently breeze on my stomach and my chest.

Suddenly, Janet reveals a pair of handcuffs and placed them on my wrists behind a thick steel bar on my headboard. Janet removed herself from my body and stands in front of me.

Janet began to take her pants off revealing her matching red lace panties. Janet took off her red panties revealing a surprisingly shaved pussy. I was hard as a rock. My cock was ready to burst out of my pants.

However, before I knew what was going on, I heard the sounds of high heels echoing behind Janet.

It was Lucy.

Immediately, I was pissed off. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Shut up, Scott. You disappointed me.” says Lucy.

“Oh, I get it. I disappointed you, because I wouldn’t fuck you, right? Sorry, my heart belongs to Janet,”

Janet, however, looked at Lucy in fear as if she didn’t have a clue what’s going on.

“What are you talking about, Scott?” asks Lucy.

“Oh, don’t feed me that line. You came for me,”

Lucy laughs. “Who said I came for you?”

Lucy looked at Janet and grabbed her by the hair. Janet screamed as she tried to fight off Lucy, but Lucy threw Janet down on the bed stomach first. Lucy straddled on top of Janet’s buttocks and has a pair of handcuffs herself. Lucy cuffed both of Janet’s hands behind her back.

Lucy pulled Janet up by her hair as Janet screamed.

“Leave her alone!” I helplessly shouted. These damn handcuffs had to be the real deal, didn’t they? Not those damn toy handcuffs in which you could push a button and they are released.

Lucy looked at me while holding Janet by her hair. “Come on, Scott. Just enjoy it.”

Lucy threw Janet on the ground as Janet’s hair fell in front of her face as if to hide her shame. Lucy, still wearing her vinyl skirt outfit, took her black thong off. Lucy put one of her boots up on the bed revealing her pussy. Lucy grabbed Janet by the hair and forced her upon Lucy’s revealed pussy.

Janet was screaming and fighting to stay away, but Lucy kept putting more force onto Janet’s hair. Finally, Janet stopped fighting as she began to eat Lucy’s pussy.

“Mmmmm, yeah, eat my pussy,” moans Lucy.

Janet licked and kissed Lucy’s pussy making it nice and wet. I couldn’t believe the humiliation, but then again I was getting horny watching Janet being submissive.

Lucy pulled Janet up by her hair and forced her to stand up to see me. Janet was scared, and rightfully so. Janet’s lips were glistening because of Lucy’s cum. Lucy licked Janet’s face as Janet put on this grimace as if she hated Lucy’s tongue on her face. I couldn’t help but enjoy this, but I still hated what was happening.

Lucy grabbed Janet’s breasts and squeezed them hard; pinching her nipples make them nice and red. Janet gritted her teeth in either pain or pleasure, but it looked like pain. Lucy whispered close to Janet’s ear. “I want you to suck his cock.”

“Dammit, Lucy! Leave her alone!” I shouted.

Suddenly, Lucy slapped the hell out of me. “Just shut up and enjoy what you are about to receive.”

Lucy began unbuttoning my pants. She took great force to unzip them and strip them from my legs. Lucy forcefully removed my underwear revealing my cock, which was still hard. Lucy took Janet and threw her down head first close to my cock.

“Now, suck!” shouted Lucy.

Janet wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked. Despite I was pissed off, I still enjoyed the company. Lucy just watched, enjoying her work.

Suddenly, Lucy approached Janet and released the handcuffs. Lucy then helped Janet in sucking my cock. At one point I had Lucy sucking up and down one side of the shaft while Janet was sucking the other. I was in heaven.

“Now, sit on it,” ordered Lucy as Janet got up and straddled my cock. Janet reached underneath herself, grabbed my cock, and inserted it easily in her pussy. To my surprise she was wet, and warm. This was starting to feel really strange.

Janet began riding my cock as Lucy played with my balls. God, her soft hand caressing my balls while another woman was riding my cock felt so good. I could feel Lucy’s tongue licking Janet’s cum from my balls. If only I had a mirror behind her so I could have seen the action behind Janet.

Suddenly, Janet began to moan louder and louder until finally she stayed in one position while letting out a primal scream. I could feel her pussy tighten; she’s cumming. Janet began to quiver and shake as she approached me and kissed me on the lips. I could taste Lucy’s cum on Janet’s lips, and to be honest it tasted good.

Janet removed herself from me and laid next to me kissing my chest. I was wondering what was going on, because I haven’t came yet. Lucy straddled me now as she inserted my cock inside her pussy. Damn, she felt good, maybe even better than Janet. While Lucy was riding me, Janet straddled my face. I kept thinking, “well, I reckon she wants her pussy eaten.” So, I decided to eat out Janet. With Janet just cumming her pussy was highly sensitive; therefore, every lick would result in her chuckling a little while quivering.