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Standard disclaimers aply:
Don't read if you're underage, or offended by sexual content, don't try
any of this at home, and remember it's all make believe.
Comments and criticism are always welcome. I apologize in advance for
any grammer or spelling errors. Enjoy.
Cindy's New Program
By Farleven
2000
Part 3
Cindy's welcome home:
Megan dropped Cindy off at her front door, and invited her to meet
Frank later after Cindy had checked in with her family. Cindy walked up
to the door with some trepidation. After hearing about Megan's first
homecoming after programming, Cindy was worried about what she would
find. Still, Cindy knew her fate was inevitable and let herself in.
Just as she closed the door, her hands quickly disrobed her, and Cindy
shivered slightly at the cool air inside.
Cindy was welcomed by the sounds of cartoons from the living room,
and walked over. Her ten year old sister Tammy was lying on the floor,
her head propped up on her arms watching the TV, still fully dressed in
a T-shirt and shorts. Cindy stood in the hallway surprised by the
normality of the scene before her, contrasting with the lewd scene she
had expected. She also felt some relief, hoping that her little sister
had been spared the treatment she had received. She decided to leave
Tammy undisturbed as she continue on.
A few steps down the hall brought the sounds of sex to Cindy's
ears, moaning and slapping could be heard coming from the dining room.
Cindy walked into the doorway and gasped at the scene before her. Her
older sister Heather was bent over at the head of the table, her breasts
mashed against the polished oak surface, slowly being thrust into by
their father. Their mother lay in the center of the table, her legs
spread wide, panting as Heather licked her pussy, one hand massaged her
breast as the other held her daughters head in place as she moaned in
pleasure.
Cindy took in the scene for a moment before a wave of arousal hit
her. She knew what this meant and wondered just what was going to
happen as her hands began their work on her body. Cindy waited as her
hands continued, watching her mother pull away from Heather's mouth.
Now free from that duty, Heather began grunting loudly with each of her
father's deep thrusts. Their mother pulled herself off the table and
walked over to a shopping bag that had been set beside the doorway.
Cindy watched as her mother pulled out a strap on dildo and quickly put
it on. Cindy found her self turning around and walking out into the
hallway, her mother following close behind. With that she turned
around, and embraced her mother, her hands cupping her mothers ass as
her mother grabbed her head pulling their lips together for a passionate
kiss. Cindy felt her mothers breasts mash against hers, her mothers
stiff nipples poking into Cindy's soft flesh. The rubber phallus rubbed
against her abdomen, as Cindy found her hands snake down to her mothers
pussy caressing the folds with her fingers. She felt her mother moan
with passion through their locked lips as Cindy began plunging her
fingers in and out of her mother's pussy. Her mother released her head,
and Cindy soon felt the same pleasure as her mother's hands flowed down
Cindy's back, stopping between her legs as the fingers parted her folds
and sank into her dripping pussy. They stood like that for several
minutes, moaning as they pumped their fingers into the other's pussy,
their tongues trading blows as they kissed.
Cindy pulled away from their embrace, allowing her mind to clear
slightly as she lay down on the carpeted hallway, spreading her legs for
her own mother. She was allowed to reflect on her predicament for only
a moment as her mother descended upon her. She regretted that she was
about to fuck her mother and that they had already shared such a sexual
embrace, but the reflex was washed away by programmed pleasure as her
mother's mouth engulfed her pussy. Cindy moaned as her mother's tongue
parted her cleft, licking at the entrance of her vagina. Her mother's
hands cupped Cindy's breasts, her tongue circling her daughters clit,
causing Cindy to gasp in pleasure. Cindy pressed her hips back against
her mother's tongue, wracked with pleasure from her mother's expert
performance. Her mother continue to eat her out for several minutes
before she repositioned herself atop her daughter. As their nipples
touched, Cindy's hand went between them, her fingers wrapped around the
strap on phallus and guided it between her nether lips to her entrance.
Cindy gasped as the rubbery head parted her pussy lips, her hand guiding
it to the entrance to her vagina. Once in position, her mother gave a
powerful thrust, and Cindy felt the dildo part her folds as it
descended, grunting as her own hips met the thrust, impaling herself
completely on the phallus. Her mother was relentless, as soon as she
had filled her daughter with the strap-on, she pulled back and quickly
set up a fast pistoning motion, eliciting moans of pleasure from her
daughter as their hips met with each thrust. Cindy lay back, enjoying
the sensation as her programmed coupling continued, her hips meeting
every filling thrust of the dildo, her breasts mashed against her
mothers, both pairs bouncing in unison with each thrust.
Cindy was awoken from her pleasure filled haze as her mother let
out a loud moan. Her mother stopped her thrusts, leaving the phallus
buried deep inside Cindy as her mothers weight seemed to increase.
Cindy wondered what was going on when she felt another pair of hands
move over the top of her breasts, cupping her mothers ample globes.
Cindy looked up to see Heather licking the nape of her mothers neck, her
hips pounding away at their mother's ass. Cindy felt the motion,
knowing that her mother was now being filled with another dildo. Cindy
lay beneath them still burning with arousal, impaled on her mother's
strap on. With a carefully choreographed move, Heather and her mother
rolled off Cindy, the dildo pulling out of her depths with a pop. Their
mother now lay on her back atop Heather, her legs spread as Heather
pounded into her, grunting in time with the thrusts, her breasts
bouncing in time with her daughter's hips.
Cindy's arousal abated momentarily at her new emptiness, her body
resting immobile on the hallway carpet as her mother and sister
continued to grunt and moan together as they coupled beside her. Cindy
was greeted a moment later by her father descending upon her ready
form. He rested his hips between her legs, his hands kneading her
breasts as her hand moved to guide him in. A simple movement later and
Cindy was groaning as her father sank into her stretching her with his
width. Cindy had thought the dildo was large but now she felt stretched
to the breaking point. Cindy felt as if she could feel every contour of
his member from the bulbous head to the veins across his length as it
rested within her, stretching her inner walls to their limit. As her
father began pumping into her, Cindy's arousal flared by the sensation
of being so nearly torn apart. Sparks flew with each thrust as her
father pulled his member across her clit with each withdrawal and
thrust. Cindy's hips pushed back against each fulfilling thrust, and
soon she was swept away by the sensations. Moans of pleasure flowed
from her lips with every stretching thrust in her pussy and every
squeeze of her breasts. Cindy floated on sensation as they pounded
against each other, her every sense burning with passion.
Cindy lay there, her body following its program, swept up by the
experience. Her father continued his thrusts for over an hour, kept
steady by his own programmed vitality. Wrapped in pleasure, Cindy felt
her father press his lips to hers and she joined him in a passionate
kiss as he gave his final thrust. His seed spurted into to her, and
Cindy was washed away by a torrent of pleasure. She kissed her father
deeply as she orgasmed, her hips thrust forward, impaling her writhing
form completely on his pulsing member. Her breasts flattened against
his hard chest as she pulled him tight against her as the sexual high
swept through her.
They stayed like that, locked together for several minutes. Cindy
slowly came down from the sexual high, feeling her muscles contract
around her father's softening member. Her mother and sister were quiet
as well, having came loudly at roughly the same time as Cindy had.
Cindy looked over, and they were also still locked in place, her
mother's nether lips still wrapped lewdly around Mary's strap on cock.
The four of them lay there, for several minutes recovering from
their exertion, the sounds of cartoons audible over their labored
breaths. Cindy began wondering how long she was going to stay like that
when she felt another wave of arousal burn its way through her. Her
vaginal muscles begin to pulse and her father's cock sprang back to
life, slowly parting the intimate folds within her as he grew in
response to her expertly trained pussy milking his member. Cindy lay
there passively, allowed to take in the sensation of her father growing
inside her from a flaccid state to his pussy stretching fullness in a
matter of moments. Cindy lay pack in wonder at the sensation, still
locked in place with her father, their only movement the pulsing of her
vaginal muscles around his expanding cock. Cindy moaned as she was
stretched wide again, her pussy filled to the brim on her father's
erection. Her pulsing vagina quickly elicited reactionary jerks from
her father's member, each twitch of his cock sparking another wave of
passion within her. Her mother and sister moaned as well. Heather's
fingers were massaging her pussy as her hips guided the strap on into
her mother with slow, short strokes. Cindy looked on, her eyes glazing
over as her arousal increased with every motion of her father's member
within her. In moments the sensations became too much for her and Cindy
let out a passionate moan as she orgasmed again, her pussy clamping down
on her father. Cindy felt another torrent of her father's seed fill
her, her attention focused on the sensations from her fully stretched
pussy. Her sensitive folds recorded every pulse travel through his
member as it carried his seed up his length, until it splashed against
her inner walls spreading its liquid warmth within her. Cindy reveled
in the novel sensation as her passion ebbed. A drop of her father's
seed now trickled down her crotch, tickling her flesh as it went. Her
father's cock softened again, and Cindy was again treated to the strange
sensation of her pussy retracting around him.
Just as her father's cock had fully returned to its flaccid state,
Cindy felt her inner folds begin pulsing again, massaging his member
back to attention within her. Cindy lay there as the full cycle
repeated itself. Her passion ebbed and flowed with every few minutes as
her father rose and fell, stretching her wide with every erection,
slowly expending all of his seed within her. The trickle of semen
between her legs became a steady stream with each orgasm, a pool of
their collected juices gathered on the floor between Cindy's legs.
Cindy began to reflect on her predicament in the moments of clarity
after each orgasm before her passion was stoked again. She could almost
accept the sex, even the incest and lesbianism. The programmed arousal,
and all consuming orgasms were easy to give in to. Being a puppet was
more difficult to accept, that she could be controlled so completely by
strange men or programmed impulses was almost too much to take. Cindy
had always liked her independence, and having it taken so completely
from her was eating away at her. As her body cried out in passion
impaled on her father's cock, Cindy's mind began to surrender to her new
fate.
Cindy and her father remained locked in place like that for hours,
their only motion shared inside Cindy's depths as her pussy pulsed
around his member. Her velvety folds enticing her father to orgasm over
and over, milking his seed into her. Beside them, Heather and her
mother enjoyed much the same fate, their mother orgasming on Heather's
slowly humping dildo as Heather massaged herself to orgasm in time to
her mother's screams of passion.
Cindy was pulled back from her programmed arousal when she saw
Tammy walk up to their mother.
"Mom, I'm hungry, when's dinner going to be ready?" Cindy's little
sister whined, oblivious to the scene around her.
Just as Tammy asked her question, Cindy felt another orgasm course
through her. She felt herself clamp down on her father's member as it
pulsed within her. Her father joined her in one passion filled groan as
his cock pulsed within her, encased in her tight spasming folds.
Heather and their mother joined in with their own screams of passion.
Cindy was relieved as she felt her control return. Her father
pushed back off her, pulling himself out of her slick vagina. Cindy sat
up, and was rewarded with the strange sensation of all her father's seed
flowing down her channel and gushing out of from between her pussy lips
as she tilted herself up. Cindy looked between her legs to see a
sizable pool of their juices on the carpet. She idly wondered if it
would leave a stain as she stood up, the remainder of their juices
running down her inner thigh. Her mother and sister stood up as well,
and quickly removed their strap on appendages with obvious distaste
etched in their expressions.
Heather and her mother stood there for a moment, looking over the
rest of the family, the smell of sweat and sex assaulting their senses.
They each broke down sobbing as they looked to Cindy, their eyes
following the stream of her father's seed snake down her inner thigh and
join the pool of juices between her feet. They hugged each other in a
desperate embrace, crying openly. Cindy moved to them, putting her arms
around them, as she tried to comfort her sister and mother. Cindy felt
an odd calm at the entire event, she knew what she did was taboo, but
that was little different from everything else that had happened to her
over the past few days. Megan's stories had given her warning of the
fate before her, and Cindy was surprised when she didn't join her family
as each member broke down around her. Their father walked into the
dining room, and Cindy watched as he sobbed to himself at the dining
room table.
Their sobs soon gave way to sniffles, as they held together for
security, finding the strength to go on. A good while later their
mother pulled away from her two daughters, now far more collected.
"Okay, you'd better wash up for dinner. I'll call out for pizza."
Their mother advised in an almost normal manner, her voice shaking.
With that she walked over to their father and wrapped herself over his
shoulder, comforting him.
Cindy followed her older sister into the bathroom. They each
whetted down a wash cloth and wiped away the worst of the sweat and
juices as Heather drew a bath.
Cindy watched her sister wipe away the remains of her own
passionate embrace with their father. His seed had dripped down between
Heather's legs and dried while she had been fucking her mother. Heather
was two years older than Cindy and Cindy still remembered the time she
had envied her older sisters maturing body. Cindy had passed that stage
some time ago as her own breasts grew, and now Cindy found her hands
massaging those breasts with her washcloth as she watched her sister
trace her washcloth between her legs. Heather was slightly taller than
Cindy, with a more athletic build and pert B cup breasts. She wore her
auburn hair short, cut in pageboy style just below her ears. Heather
also shaved her pussy, save a small tuft just above her nether lips.
Heather gave her sister a full view of her bare pussy as she drew the
washcloth between her legs, removing the remains of her father semen
from her pussy lips.
Cindy felt a new wave of arousal wash through her as her sister
dropped the washcloth, openly masturbating in front of Cindy. They
embraced a moment later, their hands exploring the other's body, kissing
passionately. Cindy felt Heather's soft hands cup her breasts and tweak
her nipples, sparking passion with each new gesture. Cindy's hands
reciprocated, and Cindy cupped her sister's breasts. She had never felt
another girls breasts before, and Cindy was surprised by the
differences. Heather's breasts seemed firmer than her own and her
nipples were smaller. The sisters continued fondling the others breasts
for a few moments before Heather pulled herself back. Cindy watched as
her sister pulled back, sitting down on the toilet lid, spreading her
legs and giving Cindy a full view of her shaved pussy lips. Cindy fell
to her knees and found her head moving between her sisters thighs.
Cindy's tongue emerged and Cindy leaned forward, licking the whole of
Heather's slit with one motion. Cindy reflected on the strange taste of
her sisters pussy, musky yet with a salty kick which she figured was the
remains of her father's seed. Heather moaned with pleasure at the
intimate caress, her hands wrapped around Cindy's head, pressing her
sisters lips against her own nether lips in an incestuous kiss. Cindy
felt her lips press into her sisters folds as passionately as if kissing
the lips beneath her nose. Cindy's tongue darted between her lips,
parting her sisters folds, and trading blows with Heather's lit.
Cindy's tongue continued it's exploration of her sisters pussy as
Heather moaned and bucked around her, gasping every time Cindy's tongue
passed an exceptionally sensitive spot. As she continued to eat out her
sister, Cindy felt one of her hands snake between her legs and caress
her own intimate folds. Her tongue found the entrance to her sister's
vagina and Cindy found herself wrapping her mouth around her sister's
pussy, pushing her tongue into her sister as far as she could. The
strange taste of her sister's pussy almost overwhelmed Cindy, but her
programming kept her tongue on mission. Heather was soon screaming with
passion from her sister's expertly trained performance, and Cindy felt
her sister's pussy clamp down on her invading tongue as Heather cascaded
into orgasm. Cindy felt her own orgasm travel through her a moment
later, and she moaned against her sister's pussy lips.
Cindy fell back on her knees, panting as she recovered from another
programmed orgasm. She wondered idly just what lay in store for her
next. Her eyes looked over Heather's panting form, still lewdly spread
upon the toilet. Another twinge of arousal flared within her as she
took in the beautiful young woman before her. Cindy recoiled a bit at
that stray thought, fearing that it was her own opinion, not one
programmed into her.
Cindy was pulled away by the sound of rushing water and realized
that they had left the bathtub faucet on as they coupled. She was
shocked to see the bathtub only half full. Cindy looked to the clock
hanging beside the sink and realized that they had only been distracted
for a few minutes. Heather turned to the faucet and turned it off. She
lifted herself off the toilet and dipped herself into the water, her
features relaxed as she descended into the warm pool of water.
"Why don't you get in on the other side, there's room for two."
Heather offered. There was plenty of room, the bathtub could easily fit
two people. They had always wondered why their parents had such a large
bathtub when they were younger, and Cindy discovered the reason by
accident one night. She had heard strange sounds from the bathroom late
one night. She had peaked in through the keyhole, and saw their parents
making love beneath the water. Cindy had been just old enough to
realize what her parents were doing, and had quickly told her sister
their parent's secret.
Cindy dipped herself into the bathtub, feeling her tension wash
away as the water engulfed her. Her leg rubbed against Heather's arm as
she finished submerging. The two sisters sat quietly for awhile,
letting their troubles melt away in the water, the sweat and juices of
their fucking dissolving into the warm liquid.
"Do you know what they did to Tammy?" Cindy asked, not yet ready to
discuss the other events of the day quite yet.
"They said she was programmed to just behave normally and just
ignore our new behavior, until she hits puberty. Then she'll become
like us." Heather sniffled.
"It could be worse, she could have been made to act like us now.
At least she'll have a somewhat normal childhood still." Cindy
commented. She was glad that their tormentors had at least that much of
a soul left to them.
"But what kind of a future is this?"
"Megan told me it gets better, you get used to the sex, and the
impulses come less frequently after the first couple days. They're just
trying to break us right now, beat down our resistance. It won't be
normal again, but we'll be able to have some of our life back." Cindy
replied. She knew she was already well along that path. Just as Megan
had, Cindy was already growing used to her new status in life. The
impulses were so complete that Cindy was only aware of how completely
she had been controlled after it was over. The sensation of being a
puppet, trapped in her own body, was still disconcerting, but the
burning arousal she felt with every impulse had swept that sensation
from her mind with each coupling. Cindy still resented being turned
into a sex toy, even as deep down she was beginning to crave her next
impulse.
"I guess its not all bad, maybe now I'll get a look at some of those
cute guys in my class." Heather said wistfully.
Cindy was a little surprised at the change in Heather's tone, but
was relieved her sister was beginning to accept her new fate. "Just
remember you don't get to keep one all to yourself anymore."
"But now I'll get to sample all the flavors." Heather giggled.
They continued talking for another half hour, slowly washing
themselves down as they drew on the bright side of their new fate.
Cindy wasn't completely surprised by Heather's quick change in
attitude. Heather was always an optimist, and more than anything else,
she hated to focus on the negatives around her. Even though she hated
her new fate, it inevitability forced Heather to embrace it, and look
for the silver lining in the dark cloud.
"Girls, the pizza just arrived. You better get some before it
cools off." Their mother warned, standing in the open bathroom door.
Cindy was surprised that she hadn't even been concerned that the door
had been open the entire time.
The two girls finished washing themselves off and got out of the
bathtub, drying themselves off as they headed back to the dining room.
As they passed back into the hallway of their earlier coupling they
found their mother passionately embracing the pizza delivery boy. Their
mother was going on forty, but she had kept herself in good shape, and
her daughters watched as the delivery boy enjoyed her trim body as he
pumped between her legs. Their mother was laying on her back, panting
as she fucked him back. Her hands cupping his ass as his cupped her
breasts.
Cindy and Heather watched for only a moment before stepping into
the dining room, not wanting to witness the act. The sounds of passion
grew over the next few minutes and their ears soon registered their
mother's orgasm as she cried out in passion. A minute later, their
mother walked into the dining room without a word, and joined the rest
of the family for dinner, the delivery boys seed coursing down her
thigh.
They ate in silence, no one wanting to risk starting another
emotional breakdown. They finished the pizza quickly and went straight
to bed. Cindy was both relieved and secretly disappointed that she
hadn't been swept away by another impulse as she lay down to sleep. As
she drifted off, her mind quietly reflected on her new life and the
possibilities it held for her.
*****
Cindy awoke the next morning as she felt someone's weight press
down on her. Her arousal was already blooming and Cindy enjoyed the
feeling of hands coursing over her body, leaving trails of fire across
her skin as they passed. Her lover's lips pressed against hers and she
found herself kissing back. Her own hands traced their own path across
her lovers body, slowly revealing the body of an athlete. Her hands
continued down between their legs and caressed the erect member she
found there. By now Cindy could feel her own juices flowing between her
legs and running down her nether lips. Her lover pressed forward and
Cindy's hands guided him between her folds, positioning the tip of his
member against her entrance. Cindy's eyes opened as her lover sank into
her, looking into the eyes of her highschool's star quarterback, Neal
Muelo. They quickly set up a casual rhythm and Cindy was soon moaning
in pleasure as the star athlete plowed into her pussy with slow measured
strokes. Her new lover caressed her soft breasts, teasing her nipples
as they coupled. Cindy drifted away on the pleasure his skilled
treatment brought with every caress and thrust. Her body did its part
as well, caressing her lovers upper body, her lips meeting his in
passionate kisses before her mouth traced its way down his neck and
chest until she was nibbling on his own small nipples.
The couple continued for almost an hour, panting and moaning on
Cindy's bed, a cool morning breeze tickling their seething flesh. The
pleasure built up within her with each measured thrust and casual
caress. Then suddenly the dam broke, and Cindy slipped into orgasm.
She pulled the young stud to her kissing him wildly as her pussy clamped
down on his impaling member. He joined her in a satisfied groan as
Cindy felt his seed pass into her spasming folds, spreading warmth as it
spurted from his member.
They lay there, still intimately embraced for another moment before
her lover pushed himself up onto one arm, and swept the loose hair from
Cindy's face. "Good morning. Welcome back to Penbrooke."
"Thanks." Cindy replied sheepishly, not quite sure what to say.
She had admired Neal from a distance back in school, even talked to him
a few times. Now, laying beneath him, his member still within her, she
didn't quite know how to deal with him.
"No, thank you." He replied, his fingers tracing her right arm as
his eyes traced down her lovely body.
"You do this often?" Cindy grabbed his hand and placed it firmly on
his own thigh. She may be programmed to be a slut, but that didn't mean
she was going to give freebies when she had a choice.
"Sure, though sometimes a cute little thing wakes me up in the
morning. Maybe it'll be you tomorrow." He gave her hips a casual
caress.
Cindy sincerely hoped not. She realized that not everyone was
considering this new way of life to be a bad thing. Neal had likely
gotten himself more women in the last few weeks then he had as a
football star, and with none of the relationship baggage to boot. With
that realization Cindy pulled herself out from under him as best she
could. She had liked the good morning fuck, but was in no mood to deal
with the company it left her with. "I hope not. Now get out of here."
"Have it you're way. I can't wait to see you beggin' for it
tomorrow." Neal got up from the bed and stormed his way out of the
house.
What a jerk, Cindy thought, and quickly walked down for breakfast.
She felt the tickle of his seed run down between her legs and regretted
lacking the capacity to wash it away. As she passed Heather's room, she
saw another of Penbrooke's star athletes giving Heather her own good
morning fuck. Cindy hoped he was less conceited then her own morning
companion and continued down to the dining room. By the time she had
made it to the dining room she was nearly overwhelmed by the smell of
her mother's delicious cooking mixing with the smells of sex. Cindy was
surprised to see Megan sitting beside the table with the sheen of sweat
on her skin. Cindy's father sat at the head of the table quietly
enjoying his own breakfast.
"Good morning, honey. Megan was just visiting and I invited her
for breakfast." Her father remarked trying to keep a relaxed demeanor.
Cindy nodded and sat down beside her friend, having already figured
out the obvious fact that her best friend had dropped in to give her
father an intimate good morning coupling. Megan shot her a confirming
look, and a surprisingly smug smile.
Cindy's mother came out of the kitchen a moment later carrying a
plate of scrambled eggs and sausage for Cindy. Cindy was surprised to
see her wearing an apron, given the general nudity that prevailed thanks
to the program. She realized however, that it was probably allowed for
protective reasons, no sense allowing one of their pets to get burned.
"Good morning, Cindy. I hope you slept well." Her mother greeted
before turning back to the kitchen. Cindy watched her mother walk away,
wondering who had left the trail of semen traveling down between her
legs.
Cindy ate her breakfast as she grappled with the strange
situation. Her family had a tendency to adapt through its many trials
over the years, but Cindy was surprised at how quickly everyone was to
bring a face of normality to the situation. Still, Cindy knew she was
no more willing than any of the rest of the family to breach the
subject, and added the normal causal banter to their breakfast
discussion.
Heather walked down a few minutes later, with her lover beating his
way out of the house behind her. Cindy recoiled inside as she found her
eyes admiring Heather's trim body as it still showed the signs of her
arousal, complete with the trickle of her lovers juices twinkling
between her legs. Cindy was beginning to wonder about her sexuality
with every new reaction she felt to the nude forms around her.
Their mother brought out another plate for Heather and joined her
family for breakfast. The small talk faded quickly away, leaving only
silence as they finished their plates.
"Mrs. Stewart, do you mind if Cindy goes out with me today?" Megan
asked as everyone was finished with breakfast.
"That's fine, just be sure both of you put on some suntan lotion if
you're going to be outside long. Those new outfits won't protect you
that much." Cindy's mother warned.
"We will, Mom." Cindy replied as she followed Megan to the
bathroom.
Megan pulled out the suntan lotion and quickly began spreading it
around her naked body with a seductive caress of her hands. Cindy
turned away, ashamed of her own reaction as she watched her friend rub
the lotion over her body. Cindy found her own hands do a similar
performance as she began rubbing the lotion over her own body. Her
hands massaged the lotion into her breasts, and traced her waist and
legs. She continued until her entire body was covered except for her
back. Megan helped Cindy rub lotion onto her back and Cindy returned
the favor with a bit of apprehension. She felt her pussy begin to warm
with natural arousal as she caressed Megan's back. Cindy was ashamed of
the reaction, but grateful that she hadn't been forced into another
lesbian act by her programming just then.
The pair quickly donned their abbreviated clothes and went out into
the new Penbrooke.
As they walked down the sidewalk, Megan cupped her hand between her
legs. "You dad is really big. It felt like I was going to bust
taking him in. Have you had him yet?"
Cindy was a little shocked by the question but she guessed that a
lot of conversations were going to be about sex given the new way of
things. She cupped her own pussy as she remembered the feeling of her
father's cock stretching her wide.
"Yeah, for most of yesterday afternoon." Cindy replied. She soon
found herself telling Megan of her homecoming experience in intimate
detail. Cindy was slightly surprised as Megan probed for every lewd
detail right down to the sensations she had felt when first impaled on
her father's member.
Megan giggled as she listened, casually groping herself as they
walked down the street. "The good morning fuck is cool too. Billy woke
me up my first morning home. He's pretty big too, not like your dad,
but he sure used it well."
Cindy slowly got used to Megan's public display as they walked over
to Frank's house. She listened with some interest to Megan's sexual
stories, wondering just how long it would be before she had as many
varied experiences to talk about. Megan had already fucked most of her
neighbors and friends, along with a smattering of others. Cindy
listened as Megan rattled off a litany of sexual acts, a list of
perversions that would have appalled Cindy a few days ago, but now
elicited curiosity and arousal. She was surprised to find the lack of
control she felt from the impulses was oddly liberating. She knew it
was only a matter of time before she did everything Megan had and more,
whether she resisted or not. The fact that she couldn't resist gave her
the freedom to enjoy the experiences and slowly Cindy found herself
impatient for her next impulse to introduce her to a new round of sex.
Cindy was also enthralled by the people walking past. All of the
women wore much the same outfit as her and Megan. A few women ran past,
seemingly oblivious to the fact that their breasts were exposed and
bouncing freely, their shirts having ridden up their chest. The men
walked around in nothing more than shorts, mostly boxers, and Cindy
noticed that almost every guy she passed had a boner tenting his
shorts. Occasionally, a couple would be fucking on a lawn or sidewalk.
By the time they had made it to Frank's house, Cindy was already well
aroused, stimulated by the new behavior of Penbrooke's citizens.
As they entered the house, Cindy and Megan removed their meager
coverings, and greeted Frank with both two visions of teenage beauty.
Frank had came up to check on who had stopped by, and was obviously
pleased by his guests. He wrapped his arms around Megan's waist and
reached his head around for a welcoming kiss.
"Hello, you must be Cindy. I'm Frank. Megan's told me a lot about
you." Frank greeted as his eyes did a quick appraisal of Cindy's nude
form.
Cindy forgave the indiscretion as she had given Frank a good
looking over herself. "She's told me a lot about you too."
Frank blushed slightly at that. "Well, I'm sure she was just
giving you fair warning. I'm glad you stopped by I have something to
show you."
"Like what?" Megan asked as Frank led them down into his basement.
Cindy looked around as they descended the stairs. Frank's basement
was filled with electronics, parts and pieces littered the floor and
several benches. Several computers and test equipment sat around one
end of the work area. Cindy also noted the bed in the side of the
basement, guessing that it had been well used in the last few weeks.
"I was doing another test this morning and I think I found the
signal link between our implants." Frank replied as he sat down at one
of the computers.
"What does that mean?" Cindy asked.
"Well, after being implanted, I've been trying to discover how they
work. After a couple of impulses I guessed that they might be networked
together, that's how your program knows just how to have you behave in
each encounter. I've been doing a sweep of radio frequencies since
then, and I found this signal this morning, when I had my good morning
fuck." Frank explained as he showed then the signal he had recorded.
"With a few more impulse triggers, I should be able to figure out the
basic protocols. Maybe even figure out a way to interface with the
implants."
"Really? You mean we could go back to normal?" Megan asked
excitedly.
"I don't know. I might be able to control the impulses, but you
have to admit there's a lot more to our programming than just the
impulses. I don't think you girls would normally go around naked in a
guys house." Frank pointed out. "There is another series of tests I
wanted to ask you about, Megan. I was reading through the information
pamphlet and it says that men can give limited commands directly into
women's implants. Would you mind if I tried it out? That will give me
another avenue into the implant to study, but I don't want to force
you."
"I'll do it." Cindy found herself saying. She surprised herself a
little, but helping Frank could be the first step back to a normal
existence. Even though she was beginning to adapt to this new way of
life, she still longed for her old existence. If she could help achieve
that, she was willing to make some sacrifices, and she didn't find frank
that unattractive.
Megan was oddly a bit more reluctant but chimed in as well.
"Just don't make me do anything too embarrassing." She warned.
Cindy wondered just what could still embarrass her friend after the
list of things she admitted to doing. Cindy figured Megan could accept
the impulses, but didn't want her boyfriend to mistreat her in the same
way.
Frank laughed at that. "Don't worry, I won't have you do anything
you haven't already enjoyed. I'll set up the equipment."
Megan giggled at that. "How long do you think it'll be before you
can do anything with our implants?"
"If everything goes well, I should be able to interface with them
in another day or two. The problem is I will only be able to mimic
commands I know until I decode the interface language. That's not going
to be very useful and there's the chance that they placed security
features to keep us from trying this sort of thing." Frank replied as he
began setting up his sensing equipment.
Just then Cindy felt the wave of arousal that marked the beginning
of a new impulse. Her hands began the work of self preparation,
massaging her breasts and rubbing her nether lips, as she walked over to
the bed. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she was greeted by the
sight of Frank walking up to her, stroking his hard cock. Cindy lay
back, pulling her legs to her chest as her hands continued masturbating,
her fingers plunging into her own rapidly slickening vagina. Cindy was
able to steal a glance over at Megan as Frank was positioning himself.
Megan was slowly masturbating as she watched her boyfriend descend on
her best friend. Cindy felt her hand pull away from her pussy and pull
her legs back further against her upper body. She watched as Frank
stepped up to her open bottom, directing his stiff member between her
legs. She gasped as he parted her nether lips with the head of his
cock, parting her intimate flesh as he rubbed it up and down, sparking
pleasure as he teased Cindy at her most intimate spot.
Cindy gasped as he continued his torture. She bucked her hips back
against him, trying to force his member inside. Frank continued his
teasing, forcing cries of passion from Cindy as he batted her clit with
the head of his member. With that he pulled back slightly, drawing his
cock down to her entrance. Cindy moaned in relief as he filled her to
the balls in one full thrust. Cindy relished the sensation for a moment
as Frank pulled her legs to his chest and resting her calves on his
shoulders. Cindy cried out again as Frank began pumping himself in and
out of her with long hard thrusts. Frank leaned forward slightly,
resting his weight on Cindy's thighs as he reach down to caress her
pert, bouncing globes. Cindy found herself virtually unable to move as
he pounded into her. The stillness of her hips allowed her to be more
fully aware of the pistoning movement of Franks member within her. He
certainly wasn't the largest she'd had in the last few days, but her
programming didn't care, and Cindy felt her passion grow with each
delicious thrust into her. Cindy began grunting in time with his
thrusts, enjoying the almost casual way he was kneading her breasts as
his member plowed into her. They coupled like that for quite some time,
and Cindy was again sailing away on the pleasure that flowed through her
body. She was pulled back to reality for only a moment by Franks groan
of satisfaction, as she was whisked away by her orgasm when she felt his
seed spread warmly within her. She cried out in passion, her legs
dropping from Frank's shoulders as her body relaxed. Frank fell on top
of her and gave her a passionate kiss as she rode the torrent of her
unleashed orgasm.
Cindy stayed entangled beneath Frank for another couple minutes as
they both recovered from their own climax. She felt Frank lift her up
and drop her farther back on the bed before he pulled back from her.
Frank withdrew his still partially erect member from Cindy with a pop
and lay down beside her. Cindy rested beside Megan's boyfriend. She
felt a twinge of guilt course through her at their last act. Cindy knew
she couldn't help it, and that Megan had likely witnessed Frank coupling
with other girls before. Even as she enjoyed the afterglow of her
orgasm, she regretted the direction her impulse had driven her this
time.
Megan lay down beside Cindy, giving her friend a hug. "It's okay,
you couldn't help it. Besides, I know you enjoyed it." Megan smiled
deviously at her friend.
Cindy relaxed, hugging her friend as Frank moved up behind her. He
rested himself on her back, draping his arm over her waist as he reached
over and caressed Megan's raised hip. The trio lay their like that for
some time before regaining the willpower to move again. Cindy secretly
enjoyed the sensation, sandwiched between Megan and her boyfriend. Her
nipples rubbed against Megan's breasts as she breathed. Their hips all
merged together, and Cindy felt both Franks limp member and the tufts of
Megan's pussy hairs.
"That was a slight change of plans." Frank smiled, pulling himself
away from the two lovely young ladies beside him.
Cindy sat up, cupping her semen slickened mound. A disturbing
though crossing her mind. "I wonder how long it'll be before I get
pregnant."
Megan giggled. "I though you knew. The implant keeps you from
ovulating and menstruating. You can't get pregnant until they want you
to."
Cindy was relieved by that. She was surprised the thought hadn't
crossed her mind before, but there had been a lot happening to her over
the last couple days. The thought that she could get turned into
breeding stock was a bit disturbing, though.
Frank finished setting up his equipment then turned back to the two
naked girls on his bed. "Are you ready for some tests? With the data I
just received from our last impulse and a few tests of my implants
control over you, I should have enough information to begin a building a
test interface."
"Sure." They said in unison, siting side by side on the edge of
bed.
"Okay, let's try something simple first. I'm going to send the
commands, and not speak them, just to be sure it works. Here goes."
Frank warned.
Cindy felt the familiar tingle at the base of her neck and found
herself laying back onto the bed. Her hands flowed across her body,
resting between her legs and on her breasts. A casual arousal began to
build up within her at her hands expert ministrations, but she wasn't
swept away by the now familiar programmed passion. Cindy wasn't in the
mood however, and though her hands massaged her intimately with
programmed skill, Cindy mentally rested.
Cindy looked beside her to see Megan in a far more excited state.
Megan was resting on her knees, her hand driving a large dildo in and
out of her pussy with a feverish pace, moaning passionately as she
pushed the toy into her intimate flesh. Her other hand was busy rubbing
her clit with equal fervor. Cindy felt her own fires flare as she
watched Megan drive the ribbed rubber phallus between her nether lips
till it was nearly engulfed by Megan's nether lips. Cindy watched in
awe as her friend filled herself completely with the toy, till the base
of the dildo was flush with her pussy lips. Now fully impaled, Megan's
hands cupped her breast and rubbed her clit. Megan bent forward, giving
Cindy an unobstructed view of her impaled pussy, moaning from her self
stimulation. Cindy burned inside from the lewd scene of her friend
flesh so fully parted around the toy, her nether lips wrapped in an 'o'
around the dildo's base. Even more stimulating was the sound of Megan's
cries when she dug her fingers into her pussy to grip the base of the
toy and remove its length from within her. Cindy watched her friend
writhe in passion as she slowly removed the toy from her passage, it's
rubber surface sparkling with Megan's juices. The scene of Megan's self
impalement was only inches from her face, and Cindy's latent attraction
for her beautiful friend was brought to the surface as Cindy succumbed
to her own masturbation. Cindy began fantasizing about Megan,
remembering the stimulating scene only hours before when they had put on
their suntan lotion. Her hands continued sparking passion within her as
she watched her friend piston the well lubricated dildo into her pussy.
Cindy watched in fascination, her passion over flowing, and then the
flood gates parted. Cindy felt her own orgasm grip her as Megan
screamed out passionately beside her. Her vaginal muscles pulsed
against her impaled fingers as her other hand roughly squeezed her
breast. Cindy lay back as her orgasm washed away, casually fondling
herself as she enjoyed the afterglow. Megan fell beside her, panting
from her own exertion. Cindy looked over to see her friend's pert,
round breasts rise and fall with Megan's labored breaths, the dildo
still wedged deeply in Megan's pussy. Cindy admired her friends beauty
for a moment before drifting off in a nap.
Frank awoke the girls a short time later, and ran further tests on
them. Cindy let herself enjoy Frank's orders, but advised him of
turning on the programmed arousal as well. Frank smiled at that,
clearly enjoying the fact that Cindy had aroused herself for the first
test. By the end of the day, all three were exhausted from the tests,
Frank having joined in for some of the later experiments. He was
satisfied with the results and led the two tired girls up to a guest
bedroom where he put them down for the night.
Cindy wrapped her arms around Megan as they lay there on Franks
guest bed. Cindy pressed her breasts into her friends back, and they
soon fell asleep in that comfortable position. Cindy idly wondered what
tomorrow would bring as she rubber her hands lightly across her best
friends soft stomach, drifting off into a pleasant sleep..
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