This story was inspired by a whole slew of writers, most especially Trent Wolf, and a special girl who just happens to wears blank thong panties and Frankie B skintight low-rider jeans.
Also a special thanks to Boris Ludmenkov for his assistance in proofing and suggestions.
This is a jrparz@hotmail.com copyright dated © December 2004.
"Why?" Suzi asked herself over and over again. Here it was past midnight on a dark, drizzly, cold evening and she was driving across town to be with Chris Barnes, the biggest asshole on the planet. It simply didn't make sense.
As she pulled up along the curb in front of his house, she noticed the front porch light wasn't on. Had he gone to bed? She checked her makeup and then slid out of her car.
Well, if he was asleep, he wouldn't be after hearing her high-heeled shoes clicking against the pavement.
She paused at the front door. If the light had been on, she would have knocked, but now she wasn't so sure. Why would Chris call her to come over tonight and then go to bed before she arrived?
Three long torturous minutes later, Chris opened the door.
Her whole body lit up with desire.
Chris was dressed in dark slacks and a white tee shirt, accentuating his muscular frame.
"You're late," he stated in an unfriendly tone.
"I... I'm sorry," she whispered, hating her body for betraying her.
"How come you're late?" Chris asked.
"Can I please come in?" she asked in response.
"First, tell me why you're late," Chris replied.
"I... I had to wait until Phil fell asleep."
"Oh, really... I was just about to go to bed..."
"Can I make it up to you?" she quickly asked, holding back her tears.
"I don't know... I mean... what can you possibly do to surprise me?"
"I promise I'll think of something," she whispered, blushing more.
"Well, I guess since you're already here, you might as well come in," Chris replied with a sigh, adding, "Go ahead to the living room and stand in the middle of the room facing the couch."
As she headed into the living room, she resigned herself to the fact that she didn't have a choice.
"Lose the coat," Chris commanded as he came around her to take a seat on the couch in front of her.
She blushed. This would be the first time Chris would see her completely naked. Slowly, she opened her coat and let it slide down her body and pool down by her high-heeled shoes.
"Pirouette for me so I can see that ass of yours," Chris commanded.
Still blushing, she did as she was told.
"Stop!" he demanded.
She did so with her back to him, knowing fully well that he was checking out her ass.
"You really do have a fine one... but I bet you know that, don't you?" he stated.
"Thank you," she whispered, feeling pleased despite herself. She hated the fact that every time Chris complimented her, she felt a tingling sensation down under.
"Hmmm... Your breasts could use some added growth," Chris stated while he gazed at her chest.
She blushed.
"But they are shapely... and perky for that matter... what size are they?"
"34B," she whispered.
"Really...? I would have thought smaller," Chris responded, chuckling, "But the rest of you... absolutely perfect in every sense, and I especially love the smell of your pussy right now."
She knew that she was giving off a scent at the moment but she couldn't help it.
"Incidentally, have you wondered why you stand before me stark naked, leaking pussy-juice down your thighs, instead of being home with your husband?"
She responded by staring at him... she had wondered, constantly, but a part of her was afraid of finding out.
"Do you remember our first time?" Chris asked, smiling.
"Yes," she whispered, the memory was vivid. She had been in her office working on a special project when Chris suddenly entered. She remembered demanding that he leave at once, while at the same time catching a whiff of his cologne. Then for reasons that still baffled her, she found that she was growing attracted to him.
She remembered that smell when Chris started to kiss her. Initially, she had struggled against him, and then she was all over him, reaching down for his dick, desperately wanted him.
"Fuck me," she had whispered into his ear, and that was when Chris spun her around, forced her face down on her desk, raised her skirt up... pushed aside her black frilly panties, and then entered her!
All she remembered was moaning as Chris pounded in and out of her, plus losing count of the amount of orgasms she experienced.
As she relived the memory of their first fuck, one of her hands began to caress her breasts, while the other caressed her thighs.
"Now, my lovely whore, conjure up the memories of our second fuck," Chris commanded.
While she continued to play with herself, she remembered confronting him the next morning in the employee parking lot. She had waited by her car waiting for him to arrive, with every intention of telling him off, but as soon as she saw him, she melted, and within seconds he had her stripped from the waist down and was fucking her!
"Think about it my naked slut... did you ever dream that I could make you feel like this?"
No, she shook her head, groaning, and then she dropped down to her knees and began fingering herself.
"It's all made possible with formula SBF-37."
"What...?" she asked, her eyes springing open.
"Once the formula is applied to the skin, it interacts with the person's pheromones, and then causes an immediate and irresistible scent to the girl that breathes it in."
"I... I don't understand," she whispered, trying to make sense of everything.
"Well, Suzi... to be perfectly honest with you, you don't have to understand it, but I will tell you that this sexual obsession you feel towards me grows stronger with each passing fuck."
"Oh, god," she groaned, wondering if this could be true.
"By the way... I was thinking... since you are on your knees and looking incredibly sexy, do you think that you could surprise me now in hopes of making it up to me like you promised?"
She blushed, realizing what Chris wanted. Slowly, she crawled closer to him, reached and pulled down his zipper, and pulled out his hard cock. It felt hot to the touch, and ever so powerful. Damn, she felt weak... and it felt ever so pleasurable.
She'd only given a few blowjobs in her life... and never one to her husband... but right now, she wanted to suck Chris's cock like their was no tomorrow!
"Get up," Chris commanded Suzi, slapping her hard on the ass.
Suzi cried out, waking up with a start.
"Get that sexy fanny of yours out of bed and go home... I don't want your husband missing you just yet," he instructed.
"But... but when will I see you again?" Suzi asked, rubbing her ass as she slipped out of bed.
"I'll call you the next time I want to fuck you," he replied, smiling.
Suzi turned and exited the room... and damn it all if she didn't put an extra wiggle in her ass as he did. He had to admit, it certainly was a fine one, and he especially loved seeing it naked.
Suzi possessed a tight voluptuous body and dark short sassy hair to go along with her perfect ass, but the only part of her body that didn't quite meet his preference were her breasts. Simply, he preferred bigger.
He then smiled as he thought about SBF-37, the amazing formula that made this all possible... and to think that he almost threw the damn advertisement away because he thought it was junk mail!
The envelope had a cartoon drawing of a girl, on her knees and hugging a man from behind to hide her nudity. The drawing gave you the impression that this girl was the man's sex slave, and in large letters were the words, "Take home any woman, any time!"
Curiosity got the better of him and he read the packet. Could it really do what it said it could do? He read the testimony of a beautiful cheerleader by the name of Allison...
"One night while studying in the library, I caught a pleasant scent coming from the boy sitting across from me. At first, I didn't think much about it, thinking it was some sort of cologne he was wearing, but then I suddenly found myself feeling sexually aroused and my attraction was directed towards him! Trust me! This boy wasn't in my league and normally I would never give him the time of day, but when he asked me if I wanted to go back to his place, I just had to have him! So, I followed him back to his dorm room and we fucked! I still blush at the memory of how much I begged for it, acting like a wanton slut! It was like he had a sexual tractor beam on my pussy!"
He remembered being amazed and then read how Allison's roommate, also a cheerleader, went to investigate... resulting in her becoming his slave as well.
According to the information inside the packet, the formula delivered an invisible 'time-to-mate' dose of Rx-quality human pheromones. What made these pheromones so powerful was the fact that they were sprinkled with synthetics. The science supporting the theory was documented with articles from Time magazine, the Psychiatric Annals, and the Archives of Sexual Behavior.
Still, he wasn't convinced that he should spend a $100 on a small bottle until he went to work the next day and ran into his colleague, Suzi. Like she did often, she pissed him off, flaunting her beauty in front of him. In hindsight, he would contribute her as being the catalyst behind his decision to purchase it.
The bottle arrived two weeks later and he tried it out on Suzi the next day at work. It proved incredible...
One moment Suzi was outright angry at him for barging into her office, demanding that he leave at once, and then the next moment she was passionately kissing him like they were long lost lovers. He remembered how soaked she was when he had entered her.
Yes, the formula worked perfectly, rendering Suzi a slave to her need, and now his thoughts turned to a new target, Jessica Stevens. Jessica was the girl next-door, barely legal and still a senior in high school. What made Jessica so incredibly appealing, in addition to her stunning sexiness, was the fact that she lived alone with her elderly aunt.
Jessica was a brunette and wore her hair down long past her shoulders, but what really made Jessica stand out was the size of her breasts! They were huge... and on such a small frame. Every time he saw her, his eyes gravitated towards them. For a moment, he considered what Suzi might look like with a pair that size, and he could feel himself stirring as a result. He wondered if he should call Suzi back, thinking, who needs Viagra when he had SBF-37?
Suzi cried underneath the spray from the showerhead.
There was no doubt now that her sexual hunger for Chris had been artificially induced, but even though she knew this, she still couldn't stop feeling it. True... it was a relief to know that it wasn't her fault that she lusted after an asshole like his, but it was scary to know that she couldn't stop feeling the way she did. She felt the need for Chris more than ever!
Sexual desire tore through her psyche like a knife and she knew that if he were to call her this very moment that she would rush back to him. She literally ached for his cock.
Only if she could remember the name of the formula, but at the time Chris mentioned it, she was so damn horny for him that she couldn't focus on anything other than her need.
After stepping out of the shower, and drying herself off, she slipped on a pair of her old black cotton panties. Normally, she went to bed naked, but as horny as she was, she didn't want to risk leaking onto the sheets. As she slipped into bed, she noted Phil was still in a deep slumber, but part of her wished he wasn't and that he caught her.
"Damn," she whispered underneath her breath. If she didn't remember the formula's name, would she be doomed to be Chris's sex slave forever? Her only hope was that there might be an antidote out there.
As she lay there, she reflected on her latest fuck. Chris was right... it seemed like with every fuck, her need grew. She was tempted to touch herself, but she knew that if she did, she wouldn't be able to stop, and masturbating next to her sleeping husband didn't set well with her.
Slowly, she slipped out of bed. She couldn't take it anymore and had to do something to relieve herself. So, she tipped toed back to the bathroom.
As she stared into the mirror, she thought she looked a mess... but then again she looked a sexy mess. Yeah, right, she thought... if she were so sexy, then why did Chris send her back home?
Then her eyes dropped down to her breasts, causing her to frown. Was this the reason? They were perky... shapely... and firm... but they were also small. Chris had told her he preferred bigger, and she wondered how much a good boob job would cost.
She started to cry again.
How could she even consider thinking about getting a boob job for an asshole like Chris Barnes?
"See you later, Jessie," Natalie yelled out as she drove off.
She smiled, waving to her best friend, and then proceeded up her driveway.
On the way she noticed her neighbor, Mr. Barnes, working out in his front yard. "Hi Mr. Barnes," she called out, taking a certain pleasure in teasing him.
"Hi Jessica, would you mind coming here for a second, I'd like to show you something," Mr. Barnes responded, waving to her to come over.
She giggled, thinking that this was Mr. Barnes's way of getting a closer look at her boobs. It didn't matter whether they were high school boys or grown men, they all loved her boobs.
"What is it?" she asked, smirking.
"It's inside... I don't have any use for it anymore, but I know that you will love it," Mr. Barnes replied, smiling.
"I'd like to, Mr. Barnes, but I'm really in a rush... could we make it another time?" she quickly responded, feeling nervous. This was the first time that Mr. Barnes invited her into his house.
"Relax, Jessica... I don't bite... and it'll only take a moment," Mr. Barnes replied, laughing.
She blushed at how childish she was acting, certainly she could trust Mr. Barnes... and it was then that she caught whiff of Mr. Barnes's cologne.
As Mr. Barnes led her inside his house, she noticed that the scent coming from him was heavy in the air... and by the time she entered his living room, she was starting to feel... horny.
"Are you all right?" Mr. Barnes asked, noting her confusion.
"Yes," she whispered, confused as to why she was feeling this way. It simply didn't make sense that she would suddenly find Mr. Barnes so attractive.
Then Mr. Barnes pulled her in close against his body, enveloping her with his arms, planting a hard wet kiss smack on her lips! Initially she kissed back, but then she realized what she was doing and tried twisting away.
"Mr. Barnes!" she cried out, able to break free of his kiss.
Mr. Barnes smiled at her looking like a predator. She knew that she should have tried breaking free of his hold, but the sexual desire she was feeling for him sapped her strength... and when he moved his mouth down to kiss her again, this time she eagerly responded!
For the first time in her life, she wanted a man... and not just any man, but Mr. Barnes!
"I'm going to fuck you," Mr. Barnes informed her, squeezing her ass cheeks hard.
"Oh, god," she groaned, delirious with need.
Mr. Barnes then forced her against the wall, pinning her, and then looked down at her heaving breasts. She in turn felt helpless and weak... part of her wanted to tell Mr. Barnes that this was a mistake and that she was a lesbian and had a girlfriend, but the other part of her wanted what Mr. Barnes was about to do to her!
Mr. Barnes then reached down with one hand and unsnapped her low rider jeans... wet heat flooded her with anticipation.
"I love it when you girls wear these hip hugging jeans... especially when I can see your thongs," Mr. Barnes stated, grinning.
She moaned in response.
"Are you ready?" Mr. Barnes asked, smiling.
"I... I'm a virgin," she whispered. She wasn't sure why she told Mr. Barnes this, but she could see his look of surprise.
"You're what...?" he finally asked, shocked.
"I... I never let a man do me before," she whispered, blushing.
"Fuck yeah!" Mr. Barnes suddenly cried and then released her, adding, "Now, strip!"
She quickly kicked off her tennis shoes, unbuttoned her shirt, and unsnapped her bra... releasing her heavy boobs. She felt a secret thrill from seeing Mr. Barnes smile because of them. Then she slid down her tight jeans and thongs, hoping that Mr. Barnes enjoyed the view of her boobs while they hung down from her chest, and then she stood back up to present herself.
Mr. Barnes stood there smiling.
She knew she looked 'all that' in her naked form, and she basked in the ray of his eyes as he roamed every inch of her.
Mr. Barnes then unzipped the zipper of his pants, withdrew his hard cock, which was huge, and approached her. Was that thing really going to fit inside of her?
Mr. Barnes twisted her around to face the wall, nudged her legs apart with his legs, feeling his hardness rub against her as he did, and then in one swift motion, entered her!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, fffffffuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk," she cried out, feeling him tear through her hymen.
"Fuck, you're tight!" Mr. Barnes responded, and then proceeded to thrust in and out of her.
She moaned and groaned... loving the feel of Mr. Barnes's cock... never realizing something could ever feel so good, pounding away, harder and faster, and by the time that he sprayed her insides with a thick stream of sperm, she had already experienced a multiple of orgasm.
When Mr. Barnes finally pulled out of her and stepped back, she collapsed in a heap down to the floor. Just before she lost consciousness, she remembered thinking that she had never felt more sexually satisfied in her life before.
Chris stared down at Jessica's naked ass and smiled. He had carried her to bed after fucking her to sleep, having taken her virginity and probably her sanity. Did life get any better than this?
Then he raised his hand into the air and came down hard, slapping her ass.
"Eeeeyyyyoooooowwwwwwwwww," Jessica cried out, instantly waking up.
"You have the loveliest derrière," he stated, smiling, "and as much as I'd love to gaze at it all day, you really need to get dressed and go back home."
Jessica blushed as she slid off the bed, rubbing the red handprint he had made. He took a moment to watch her jiggling, bouncing boobs as she exited his room.
After taking a piss, he walked to the living room. Jessica was in the middle of putting on her bra.
"Those tits of yours are spectacular," he commented, smiling.
"Thank you," Jessica whispered, blushing.
"So, what do you think?" he asked, still smiling.
"I... I think I'd like to do it again," Jessica responded, sounding hopeful.
"Well will, but not right now... definitely later," he replied.
Jessica pouted as she reached for her shirt.
"Anyway, how in the hell did you manage to stay a virgin with a body built for fucking?" he asked, curious.
"I... I'm a lesbian," she admitted, blushing a deeper shade of red.
"A lesbian...? Are... you... fucking... serious...?"
Jessica nodded yes with downcast eyes.
"Holy mother of fucks... you've only done girls before?" he asked, still trying to grasp what it meant.
"Not 'girls' plural... only Natalie."
"That blonde you're always with?"
"Yes... we've been together since our freshman year," Jessica whispered.
"There is nothing more beautiful than a pair of lipstick lesbians... that's what I always say," he replied, laughing.
"I'm still confused as how this all happened," Jessica mumbled, tying her tennis shoes.
"Has Natalie ever made you cum this hard?"
"No," Jessica whispered, blushing.
"Then what's there to be confused about? It's clear to me that you aren't a lesbian," he stated.
"But I... I love Nattie. I really love her. What we have is different than what you did to me. With you it was more... sexual. I couldn't help myself. I needed you so much it hurt. I still need you."
"Sounds like you're bisexual," he responded, smiling.
Jessica stared back at him in confusion.
"When are you seeing Natalie again?"
"After dinner... but... I'd rather be with you," Jessica replied.
"Yeah... I bet you would," he responded, thinking. Natalie was a hottie too, but not as hot as Jessica. He wondered if he should enslave her as well... add her to his growing harem. He saw where Natalie could present a potential problem if he didn't contain her.
"Can I come over tonight and be with you?" Jessica asked, breaking his train of thought.
"Sure, Jessica... but bring Natalie with you."
"What...? But I want to be alone with you," Jessica responded, confused.
"You either bring Natalie with you or don't come at all," he reiterated.
Jessica started to cry.
"Knock it off, Jessica! Damn you girls in your tears! If you want to be with me, you'd better not even think about crying," he snapped.
Jessica eyes lit up, responding as if she had just been slapped.
"Now, go home... and don't come back without Natalie."
Jessica turned to leave.
"Oh... and one more thing. Since we're going to be fucking later, spare me the hassle of taking off your underwear."
Jessica blushed a darker shade of red, nodded her head yes, and left.
Never in her life had she ever been so sexually frustrated.
In desperation, she carried her cell phone around with her, praying that Chris would call her. She knew now that she was beyond playing games. If Chris did call, she would drop everything to be with him.
When her cell phone did finally ring and she saw that it was Chris, she nearly dropped the phone in her excitement. Quickly, she ducked into the bathroom for some privacy.
"Hi Chris," she whispered into the phone, excited.
"Get your ass over here," Chris demanded and then the line went dead. She nearly creamed herself in response.
"Who was that?" Phil asked when she emerged from the bathroom.
'None of your fucking business,' is what she almost said, but instead, she responded, "Glenna needs my help on something."
Then as quickly as she could, she rushed out the door, got into her car, and sped out of her driveway. She never looked back to look at her husband's reaction.
When she pulled in front of Chris's house, she saw him working outside doing yard work. She could literally feel her pussy cry out to him!
Quickly, she got out of her car and rushed over to him... and her eyes lit up with pleasure when she saw him welcoming her with open arms.
'God, he felt so strong,' she thought to herself, while they hugged and kissed passionately... and if it hadn't been for Chris cupping her ass-cheeks to hold her up, her knees would have buckled for sure.
"See how I respond when you don't keep me waiting," Chris commented with a chuckle.
She gazed up at him, beaming... never would she make him wait again for any reason. She didn't love him, for she felt more hatred towards him than ever... but there was no resistance towards the endorphins that flooded her very core.
"I've got a surprise for you," he stated.
She giggled, and then blushed when she realized she giggled.
"Now, don't get too excited... you may not like it," Chris added, laughing.
"I love surprises," she insisted, smiling.
"Well... we'll see about that... anyway, let's go inside so I can tell you all about it."
Feeling giddy, she walked close to Chris into his house... and he made it a point to caress and squeeze her ass along the way.
Jessica was fuming! Where the hell did that hussy come from?
She had been watching Mr. Barnes work outside, hoping he'd look up, see her looking out her window, and then wave her down to come join him... but then that damn woman showed up!
Who was she? She never noticed her before. She certainly would have remembered someone that looked like her! She recalled how the woman had thrown herself at Mr. Barnes and she now wondered if this would change things. How come Mr. Barnes hadn't mentioned this woman?
Then she paused to really think about it. Who was she kidding? Mr. Barnes could have himself a harem of girls and she'd still want to be with him!
Suddenly, her mind surfaced up an image of Mr. Barnes fucking this woman.
"Fucking bitch!" she angrily cried.
"But what's so important that we need to go over there now?" Natalie asked, "and look at you... are you really going to go out like that?"
"What do you mean?" Jessie responded, avoiding eye contact with her.
"Come on, Jessie... since when do you step foot outside your bedroom without your bra on?"
"Oh... that. I didn't realize you could tell."
"Are you kidding?" she asked, stunned.
"All my bras are hurting me. They're starting to dig into my flesh. Tonight at the mall I was going to buy a new one."
Natalie reached over and cupped them. "They don't feel any bigger."
Jessie blushed and pulled away. "Never mind that... lets go see Mr. Barnes."
"But..." she wanted to argue, but gave up when Jessie headed out of the room.
As they proceeded on over to the neighbor's house, she noticed a car parked out front. "Hey, he looks like he has company."
"Yeah, he has some bitch with him," Jessica mumbled.
She was about to call Jessie on her attitude, when the 'bitch' answered the door. The woman was absolutely beautiful.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked, smiling.
She figured the woman to be in her mid twenties... and she immediately reminded her of the actress that played on JAG... except this woman was younger and although it was hard to believe, even prettier.
"We're here to see Mr. Barnes," Jessie responded in a very condescending tone.
"Is he expecting you?" the woman asked, and then she saw her shift her attention to her. She blushed when she realized the woman was... 'Oh my god, she's checking her out!'
"Yes, he's expecting us," Jessie responded, sarcastically.
"This might not be a good time," she tried telling Jessie, suddenly feeling very nervous.
"We need to see him now," Jessie replied, glaring at her.
"Well, girls... if it's that important, please come in," the woman responded, opening the door for them to enter.
As the woman led the way into the living room, she couldn't help but gaze at the woman's ass. Up until that point she thought that Jessie had the finest ass she'd ever seen... but this one epitomized their sex.
Please, take a seat... Chris will be out in a moment," the woman offered, smiling, and then disappeared down the hallway.
"Well...?" Chris asked her the second she returned to his bedroom.
"They're waiting for you in the living room," she mumbled, blushing.
"I know that... I'm referring to Natalie!"
She could feel her eyes well up with tears again.
"Damn you, Suzi... I told you this is for your own good! I can't be fucking you every minute of the day and this provides the perfect solution."
"But I'm not like that! She's a she for Christ sakes! She's also a teenager! Why can't you pair me off with my husband," she complained.
"Keep your voice down and stop crying!" Chris shouted in a hushed tone. "I've already told you... SBF-37 will allow for you to sexually desire Natalie, so I promise you, you'll come to enjoy her. Anyway, isn't it fashionable cool for you girls to be bisexual these days?"
'Fuck you!' she wanted to say, but instead she just stood there shaking her head no.
Then something suddenly occurred to her. Chris mentioned the name of the formula again! SBF-37! Quickly, she used word association, repeating it over and over and over again, making sure she would remember it this time.
"Now, I won't ask you again... what do you think of her?"
"She's pretty... all right," she replied, "but just because I think she's pretty, doesn't mean I want to fuck her!"
"I knew you'd like her!" Chris responded, beaming.
Jessica had never felt more confused before, wondering what was going on. She moved closer to the hallway to try and hear what that bitch and Mr. Barnes were saying, but couldn't make it out. One thing she knew for damn sure was that they were arguing.
She smiled, thinking that to win him over, she wouldn't argue. Then she started to compare their looks again, something she'd been constantly doing. The woman was clearly in her mid twenties. Certainly, there had to be more to being young and near virginal. Especially when it was Mr. Barnes who took her virginity! But most importantly, she possessed the bigger tits... and Mr. Barnes couldn't stop staring at them!
She then turned to her other competition, glaring at Nattie.
"What is wrong with you, Jessie? You're acting so strange," Nattie whispered to her.
"I just want you to meet him," she responded, faking a smile.
Just then Mr. Barnes emerged from the hallway, eliciting a rush of pleasure. Her body literally pitched forward with need!
"Hi Mr. Barnes... this is my best friend, Natalie," she quickly introduced, finding it hard to focus.
"Hi Natalie, nice to meet you," Mr. Barnes responded, smiling as he shook her hand.
"Can one of you girls come help me?" they suddenly heard the woman calling from the hallway.
"Oh... my girlfriend Suzi said she'd need help with her dress, would you mind helping her, Natalie...? I need to talk to Jessica for a moment anyway," Mr. Barnes responded.
"Natalie won't mind," Jessica quickly added, smiling at her best friend.
"Down the hallway and to the left," Mr. Barnes instructed.
Natalie was fuming and more confused than ever. If she hadn't known better, she'd swear that Jessie was screwing Mr. Barnes!
As she turned the corner to go into the bedroom, what she saw, floored her! There was Suzi, Mr. Barnes's beautiful girlfriend, standing before a full-length body mirror, wearing nothing but a pair of black thong panties!
"Hi Natalie," Suzi greeted her, smiling at her through the reflection.
"Hi," she whispered, blushing.
"Can you hand me the necklace on the dresser over there," Suzi asked, pointing to the necklace.
She blushed a deeper shade of red, realizing she'd been set up. There was no way that Suzi would be naked before her, a complete stranger, unless she was hitting on her... and not only was Suzi beautiful, she was wearing the sweetest smelling perfume.
"Hey, do you think I should get a boob job?" Suzi asked, cupping her breasts.
She shook her head no, blushing head to toe.
"Chris thinks so," Suzi responded.
Natalie picked up the necklace off the dresser and turned to bring it to her.
"I have a proposition for you, Natalie," Suzi whispered.
She stopped in her tracks, feeling her desire for the woman continue to grow. She knew she was looking at Suzi with blatant desire, but she couldn't help it.
"I thought since my boyfriend is sticking your girlfriend that maybe we could get together."
"What...?" she whispered more stunned than ever. Did she really hear what she just thought she heard?
"I realize I'm a little older than you girls... and god knows that Jessica's a hottie, but I'm betting that I can make you cum a whole lot harder than she can," Suzi added, smiling.
She stood there unable to move... unable to speak.
"The necklace," Suzi stated, looking down at her hand.
She looked down at her hand and saw the necklace... having forgotten about it... and then she walked over to Suzi with it.
"Do you like my new perfume?" Suzi asked.
"Yes," she whispered, breathing it in through her nose. Now that she was close to Suzi, the air was filled with the musk.
"It's known to make young attractive girls like you, wet," Suzi added, grinning.
"I... I should leave," she mumbled, suddenly stepping back.
"Nonsense," Suzi responded, and then turned around and kissed her... and she passionately kissed her back! Her desire for Suzi right then was more powerful than any desire she ever felt before.
"I want you," Suzi whispered, nibbling her ear lobe.
She groaned in response.
"What's going on here?" a deep voice suddenly asked.
As if she were suddenly hit in the face with a bucket of ice water, she moved away from Suzi and turned to the door... there was Mr. Barnes, glaring at them!
"Jessica told me that Natalie was a lesbian, but I had no idea, Suzi," Mr. Barnes stated.
"But... but you put me up to this," Suzi responded, clearly stunned.
"What...? Like, I'm really going to allow my girlfriend to seduce some high school girl," Mr. Barnes replied with a chuckle.
"How can you say this?" Suzi whined, appearing as if she were about to cry.
Natalie was stunned at how different Suzi was being with Mr. Barnes present.
Mr. Barnes then walked up to Suzi and kissed her.
At first, it seemed like Suzi was non responsive, but then she was all over him! It was also about this time that she started to feel jealous, wishing she were the one kissing Suzi!
"Now, Natalie... would you like Suzi to be your lover?" Mr. Barnes asked when he broke off the kiss with Suzi.
She stared back at Mr. Barnes in confusion.
"You see, Suzi was telling the truth. I did put her up to this, including her interest in you."
"Wha... what are you talking about?" she asked, suddenly feeling terrified that Suzi may not share the same desire.
"Suzi isn't into pussy the way you are... she prefers dick... my dick specifically. So, I'm offering to alter her sexual orientation. This way she'll like your pussy as much as she likes my dick."
She looked back and forth at them, completely stunned. None of this made any sense to her.
"Just dab a little of this perfume on, right below your nose, and then kiss her," Mr. Barnes instructed, handing her a bottle.
She took the bottle and looked at it... still confused.
"Natalie, either you do this right now... or you'll never be with Suzi," Mr. Barnes threatened.
Not understanding, but fearing the repercussions, she quickly did as she was told.
"Now, kiss her," Mr. Barnes commanded.
"Please, don't do this, Natalie... I'm not... I'm not like that," Suzi cried, shaking her head no.
She hesitated... but only for a moment... her desire for Suzi overruled every other consideration.
Suzi backed up one step in a weak attempt to avoid her, and her resistance only lasted mere second before she was all over her! Seconds later, Suzi was helping her out of her clothes as they eagerly made their way to the bed.
Jessica paced the living room nervously. Mr. Barnes had made it clear that she was to stay in the living room until he called for her.
She could hear Nattie and that bitch moaning from here and again this didn't make sense. Why would Nattie cheat on her with that woman? Why were they both acting so out of character? Had Mr. Barnes hypnotized them?
"Jessica," Mr. Barnes called out.
She rushed down the hallway and into his bedroom. What she saw made her gasp. She saw the Suzi and Nattie on the bed naked in a '69' tonguing each other... and it was pretty obvious from how wet their faces were that they had both done their share of coming.
"Put this perfume on right above your pussy and underneath your nose," Mr. Barnes instructed, handing her a small bottle.
She looked at it and it suddenly clicked. It was this stuff that was causing all these changes!
"Do as you're told," Mr. Barnes scolded her.
She blushed and did as she was instructed.
"Now, go ahead and join them," Mr. Barnes commanded.
"But... but I don't want them... I want you," she whined.
"Do it!" Mr. Barnes screamed.
She had to hold back her tears as she climbed on the bed... and it only took a few moments before she realized Nattie and Suzi were wearing the same perfume... and then a few moments more before she started to feel very, very horny... for both of them.
Suzi woke with a start!
She realized she wasn't in her own bed... nor house for that matter... and then she blushed when she remembered everything. She turned and saw Natalie and Jessica lying naked beside her.
"Sleeping beauty awakens," Chris declared from the doorway.
She shifted around to look at him. His smile had an immediate effect on her. She wanted him to fuck her! But then she felt a pang of disappointment at the fact that he was dressed... and then anger when she remembered he was solely responsible for everything.
"Where're you going?" she asked, hating how desperate she sounded.
"It's still early, so I'm heading out to the mall. I thought I'd go shop for new pussy," Chris responded, smiling.
"I hate you," she whispered, glaring at him.
"I'm warning you, Suzi... you'd better start behaving yourself."
She turned away from him... and was surprised at how much pleasure she felt from watching Jessica's breasts. They were so big, so incredibly delicious... and she loved how they rose up and down, jiggling in the process.
"Turn around and look at me," Chris demanded.
"How can you be so cruel?" she asked, twisting back around.
"Cruel...? I would think that you'd be a hell of a lot more appreciative. If I were so cruel, I wouldn't have given exclusive rights to Natalie! Nor would I have allowed you to share Jessica with me," Chris responded.
"You didn't expose Natalie?" she responded, surprised.
"Not to me, anyway. I figured as long as I control you, and you control her, then what's the point? Now, I'm going out for awhile and I'm leaving you in charge."
"What do I do while you are gone?" she asked, confused.
"You function without me for awhile... fuck for awhile... cum up a storm... I don't care what you do as long as you're all gone by the time I get back," Chris added.
"We can't stay here and wait for you?" she asked, tearing up.
"I'll call when I want to see you next... but don't look so hurt, you have each other now," Chris responded with a laugh.
No sooner had Chris left, Natalie and Jessica woke up. She watched as the girls' confusion turned into a smile.
They proceeded to take turns using the bathroom, and then made love again... and again... and again. After sexually exhausting themselves, they lay in the bed, cuddling... and it then that she realized something.
"Does anyone feel horny?" she asked.
"Are you kidding, Suzi? You must be insatiable," Jessica responded, giggling.
"Yeah, Suzi... I'm wiped out myself, but if you want to, go ahead and start licking," Natalie added, spreading her legs.
"That's just it, girls... I'm not horny and from what you just said, it's clear that you're not horny either... don't you get it?"
Jessica and Natalie stared back at her in confusion.
"Our sexual obsession for Chris has dissipated... and I seriously don't think he counted on that," she added, smiling.
"You're right!" Jessica responded with sudden realization.
"I have a hunch about something, but we need access to a computer," she stated.
"We can go back to my house and use mine," Jessica quickly offered.
"But what about your parents?" she asked, not wanting to get Jessica in trouble.
"I live with my aunt and she won't even notice," Jessica replied.
"This is incredible!" Natalie responded, reading the webpage.
"If we weren't living it, I wouldn't have believed it," Jessica added.
"So, the bad news is that there's no antidote, but the good news is that Chris screwed-up and we now have an alternative outlet for our need," Suzi stated.
"But I still feel that tug to be with him," Jessica whispered.
"That's normal, Jessica... I think we'll always feel it, but the desire we feel for him is nowhere near as strong as the need for him. The bottom line is this... Chris fucked up and because of it, we're free," she stated.
"This is so weird. Do you realize what this means? Every time we have the urge for sex, we'll only be able to get off with one another," Natalie commented.
"Suzi... but you're married," Jessica suddenly cried out.
She responded with tears filling her eyes, knowing that this would mean a drastic change in her life.
"Are you going to be all right?" Natalie asked, looking like she was about to cry too.
"I'll be fine. I now need you two to survive and trust me... I'd rather be a lesbian with two beautiful young women that love me... than a sex slave to Chris Barnes."
"We'll always be here for you," Jessica declared, moving in to hug her.
"Anytime you need us," Natalie added, joining the hug.
"Thank you," she whispered, and they shared a special moment.
"This is making me horny again," Jessica suddenly announced, and they all broke apart, blushing.
"Maybe a quick fuck would help us concentrate," Natalie interjected, smiling.
"No time, we need to get back over to Chris's and work out a plan, otherwise he'll be fucking us again," she insisted.
"Not me," Natalie responded, smiling.
"Maybe not directly, Nattie, but certainly figuratively," Jessica replied.
"Shouldn't we go to the police?" Natalie asked.
"Crying rape would have the media turning this into a circus," she stated.
"Then what's our plan," Jessica asked.
"I'm going to go move my car down the street... and then we'll discuss it over Chris's house, so let's hurry, we're running out of time," she responded.
"I don't know what it is about you that has me so fucking horny, but as soon as we get inside..." Heather mumbled, groaning. She reached down to grab Chris's cock through his pants, giving it a squeeze.
Chris laughed in response, batting her hand away, and then he opened his door, allowing her inside.
Quickly, she started to strip off her clothes... and was pleased when she saw Chris doing the same.
"Nice fucking tits," Chris remarked, when she discarded her bra.
She smiled, knowing fully well how nice they were. They should be, given how much they cost!
When Chris's boxers joined her clothes on the floor, it was her turn to gawk.
"Hurry," she cried, feeling a desire unlike anything she ever felt before.
As soon as Chris stripped completely and they were both naked, he pinned her against the wall.
She felt a flood of pleasure at how powerful Chris felt.
Then Chris nudged her legs apart, and entered her!
"Unnnngghhhhhhhhhh," she cried out from the pleasure.
"You're so fucking...," Chris started to say when she heard a sudden thud.
Her eyes sprung open as Chris fell unconscious to the floor. "What happened?" she cried out.
There were three of them. One of them about her age... strikingly beautiful... and the others were teenagers about high school age.
Suddenly, the woman and the blonde teenager rushed her, keeping her pinned against the wall.
"Here it is!" the dark haired teen yelled out, holding up a bottle.
"What the hell is going on here?" she cried, trying to twist free. She then looked down at Chris and saw his quickly shrinking cock.
"Oh, god," she thought to herself, wishing they had waited until after they fucked.
"We're not going to hurt you," the woman stated.
"You already did!" she complained, feeling her strange need for Chris grow.
"Jessica, dab some of that stuff on you and expose her," the woman instructed.
"Let me fucking go," she whimpered, still trying to twist free.
The dark haired teen named Jessica now stood directly in front of her... and then she felt it... but why? Was she so horny for Chris that now this teenager started to look good to her? This didn't make any sense to her. Why was she suddenly attracted towards Jessica?
"Impossible!" she mumbled, trying to deny it.
"It won't be long now," the blonde commented, giggling.
"What did you do to me?" she asked, surprised that her desire was directed only at Jessica and not the others.
"Something necessary," the woman replied.
She wanted to kiss Jessica more than ever and blushed, hating the desire that continued to lick at her!
Jessica must have recognized the symptoms because she leaned her head forward to allow their kiss...
"I need you!" she cried, coming up for air.
"I know," Jessica replied, smiling.
"Jessica... take Blondie in back and make love to her... we'll take Chris down to the basement and tie him up," the woman instructed.
"Okay, Suzi," Jessica replied, and then proceeded to lead her down the hallway.
She wasn't sure what was going on, but escaping was the last thing on her mind.
"What's your name?" Jessica asked her.
"Heather," she whispered, blushing.
How could a mere teenager make her feel so... passive?
When Chris woke, he realized three things. One... he was tied tightly to a chair. Two... his skull felt like it was on fire. Three... he was still naked!
"The asshole's awake," Natalie stated.
"What the fuck is going on?" he demanded, groaning. Never had he felt a worse headache.
"Payback," Suzi announced, stepping forward.
"You'll fucking pay for this!"
"Not likely," Suzi replied.
"Wait and see... I'm going to make you divorce your husband, quit your fucking job, and then go work as a stripper! Better yet, a call-girl!"
"Oh...? I wouldn't be too sure of that," another voice responded.
"Heather! You got to help me!" he cried, pleading with her.
"Like that's going to happen," Heather responded, looking at him with disgust.
Haw had these girls broke free of the formula?
"I'm wondering what is proper punishment for a rapist," Suzi stated.
"Fuck you, bitch... you were all consenting, remember?" he responded, smiling.
"Really...? Do you mean that if all four of us were to go to the police and tell them what you did to us, you really don't think they'd believe us?" Heather asked, smiling.
"We should kill him," Jessica announced, matter of fact-like.
He glared at her.
"Here's how it's going to be, asshole. You quit work, move away from here, and never return. This way we don't ever have to see your face again," Suzi stated.
"Fuck you!" he cried in response, struggling to free himself again.
"Are you forgetting we have the evidence?" Jessica asked, holding up the bottle of SBF-37.
"You'll do what you are told or you'll go to jail," Suzi stated.
His heart sank... they had him.
"Fine, I'll play your fucking game... now, untie me," he demanded, sighing.
"Why in the world would we want to do that?" Suzi asked, smiling.
"You can't keep me like this!" he shouted.
"Why not...? It isn't like you're going to go to the police if we don't untie you... is it?" Heather asked, also smiling.
"Oh, look! He's getting hard... are you feeling aroused?" Natalie asked, giggling.
"Just knock it off and let me go!" he replied, steaming mad and embarrassed at the same time.
"I still say we should kill him," Jessica restated.
"Let's go, girls... maybe if we're lucky, he'll fail to get loose and die down here of starvation," Suzi responded.
"Please, you can't leave me down here!" he cried, watching the four girls head up the cellar stairs.
Suzi took a week off from work... and Phil... but only a few hours at a time away from her new lovers. She did a lot of soul searching during this time and decided that she would have to divorce Phil.
Instead of telling him the truth, she told him that she was a closet lesbian and that she could no longer live a lie. This was only half a lie. She moved out of the house and bought a condo.
Heather had eventually been exposed to each of them... and them to her. She moved in with her. The looks the two of them received in public, whenever they became affectionate, were funny. She had no idea that two hot girls could generate such blatant desire in men.
Prior to being exposed to SBF-37, neither one of them had ever indulged in lesbian sex before, but much like the website mentioned... and she even remembered Chris mentioning... their passion grew stronger with every... lick.
About a month after their ordeal, Jessica called to tell her that Chris moved. Instead of feeling elated that he was now out of their lives, she felt concerned that he was about to do the same all over again in a new town. She knew that he could easily send away for another bottle of SBF-37.
Suzi realized that they couldn't sit on this any longer and contacted the authorities. This led to separate interviews with the F.B.I. It was scary to think that this formula was out there, readily accessible to every creep on the planet.
Natalie and Jessica continued their close relationship... with greater passion. Once they graduated high school and turned eighteen, they moved in with her and Heather.
Now, they had access to each other's pussy around the clock.
"It's about fucking time," Chris responded out loud, holding up the new bottle of SBF-37. "No more Mr. Nice Guy," he mumbled, remembering with anger how that proved a serious mistake the last time.
Suddenly, there was a soft tap on his door.
He was still new to the area so he wasn't expecting anyone.
"Hi," a beautiful blonde woman greeted him with a smile.
"Hi yourself," he replied, smiling... while also feeling a stirring down below. The woman reminded him of Heather.
"I'm going to be moving in downstairs and I thought I'd introduce myself... my name is Tara Roberts."
"Nice to meet you, Tara... I'm Chris Barnes," he responded, smiling, "Would you like to come in?"
"Sure, but I can only stay for a moment," Tara replied.
As he led Tara into his living room, he couldn't help but notice how nicely her skintight blue jeans conformed to her ass... reminding him of Suzi's ass.
"Are you moving?" Tara asked, gesturing to the boxes while she took a seat on the couch.
"Actually, I've only recently moved in here myself and never got around to unpacking," he responded, and then asked, "Would you care for a drink? I have soda, beer, wine, you name it."
"How about I have what you're having," Tara responded with a smile.
After pouring the drinks, he added a dab of SBF-37 to his neck, and then returned to the living room. Tara was looking sexy as all hell as she sat waiting for him on the couch. He handed Tara her drink, and then plopped down on the couch beside her.
"Are you new to the area or just this apartment complex?" Tara asked, taking a sip of her drink.
He found it hard not to stare at Tara's breasts, as they reminded him of Jessica's. "Actually, I'm new to the area."
"Then we're both..." Tara started to reply before she suddenly went quiet.
He saw the look of confusion and smiled. He could tell she was questioning her sudden arousal for him by the way she breathing. "Is there anything wrong?" he asked.
"I have to leave," Tara whispered, and then struggled up off the couch.
"Are you sure you're alright, Tara? I mean... you don't look so good," he added, standing up to join her.
"I... I just remembered something that I have to do," she stammered, moving towards the door.
He was amazed at how incredibly strong willed Tara was and he had to intercept her before she reached the door.
"What are you doing?" she asked in a panic.
He moved quick and brought his lips down on her... kissing her hard. At first, Tara struggled, but then she stopped... and soon she was returning the kiss with an almost animalistic urgency.
"Fuck me," she whimpered, looking delirious in her need.
"Are you sure?" he asked, chuckling.
"Hurry up and fuck me!" she demanded, reaching down for his crotch.
"First, before we fuck... I want a blowjob," he stated, smiling.
"I... I don't give head... fuck me instead," she responded.
"You do now," he responded, still smiling.
He saw her anger, but this didn't stop her from dropping down to her knees in front of him.
"You do know how, right?" he asked, smiling down at her.
She blushed as she shook her head yes... and then unzipped him. She then pulled out his hard cock and began licking and sucking him.
What at first started out shy and hesitant... turned aggressive and needy!
"See... it isn't as bad... unngghhhhhh... bad as you thought it would be, huh?" he groaned in response.
Tara was far too busy bobbing her head up and down on his cock to respond.
Then suddenly, he cried out as his cock jerked twice before shooting a load of his sperm into Tara's mouth.
For someone who didn't give head, she certainly proved eager in swallowing every drop.
"That was awesome," he remarked, looking down at her.
"I... I've never thought I... I would like it... God, I loved it," she whispered, remaining on her knees.
"Of course you did," he replied, smiling.
Then there was a loud knock on his door.
"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?" he asked, wondering.
Tara shook her head no.
"How could this have happened?" she asked, licking her lips for the last remnants of Chris's sperm.
"I'm sorry, Tara... I tried to contact you, but you had already turned off your cell phone. One of the investigator's on the Exegis case informed me that they had made an error," Danielle replied with a sigh.
"How could they have screwed-up?" she asked, tearing up.
"It was in their initial investigation. It was incomplete. It seems that Barnes's had not only re-ordered the formula once he moved here, which we were successful in intercepting, but he had also reordered a bottle when he was still residing at his previous address… and the US Mail just delivered it to him today."
"What am I going to do?" she asked, knowing that it would be a matter of time before she started to crawl the walls.
"As you know there isn’t an antidote yet, but that doesn't mean they won’t come up with one in the future, but in the meantime..."
"In the meantime… nothing… you killed the bastard, remember? Do you have any idea how difficult this is going to be for me?" she cried.
"I'm sorry Tara, but I had no choice. When I saw you kneeling by his feet at the door, I had to take the shot."
"I can already feel a need to be with him! How do I cope with this?"
"I do have one suggestion," Danielle whispered.
"Which is?" she asked, wondering what Danielle had in mind.
"Until Stevenson arrives, you are the highest ranking agent here. The clean-up crew is upstairs dealing with the dead body and other than us two, nobody knows that you’ve been exposed."
"So?" she responded, not following.
"Well… you know I'm a lesbian. You know that I've had a crush on you for quite some time. I'd be willing to expose you to me and therefore provide you the relief you’ll need whenever you need it," Danielle replied.
"Oh, you'd fucking love that, wouldn't you?" she cried.
"Come on, Tara… unless you have someone else in the back room that you trust, what other choice do you have?" Danielle responded with perfect reasoning.
"Damn you," she mumbled.
"I suggest you make your decision soon before Stevenson gets here, because once he does, you're going to have to turn over the formula to him."
"So, if I understand you correctly. If I... if we… do this... then nobody will ever know... right?" she replied.
"That’s correct, nobody will ever know and you will be able to live a normal life. I mean… you saw the same interview tapes as I did. As long as we have each other, everything will be fine," Danielle added.
"What about you… will you expose yourself to me as well?" she asked.
"I hadn't thought about that," Danielle whispered.
"It’s only fair," she added, tearing up again.
"By agreeing… will you expose yourself to me right now?" Danielle asked.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Then hand me the bottle," Danielle replied, reaching out her hand.
Tara handed her the bottle and then watched Danielle put it on... then Danielle walked around the table to kneel down beside her. She could smell the special scent from the formula and sighed.
"How long does it take to work?" Danielle asked.
"It already is," she whispered, blushing.
It really was fascinating to know ahead of time that her sexual orientation was changing on the spot and when Danielle kissed her, she didn’t resist.
Then a knock at the door interrupted them.
Danielle broke off the kiss and told her, “Wait right here… I’ll be right back.”
She felt a strange fear from being separated from Danielle and her desire for Danielle start to gnaw at her.
Moments later, Danielle did return with a small smile on her face.
"Hurry up, Danielle... give me the formula back so I can expose you to me… then we can make love," she told her partner.
"We have a slight problem," Danielle responded.
"What problem?" she asked.
"That was Captain Stevenson. I explained that you were taking a shower and would go down to the office and write the report tomorrow. I told him you weren’t exposed and then as ordered, handed him over the formula," Danielle replied.
"You what...? Oh, god... I… damn! On second thought, never mind about that… lets go to the bedroom,” she replied, getting out of the chair.
"But don’t you see… this means our new relationship won't be equal," Danielle added.
"We'll talk about this later, Danielle! Right now I need you to come with me to the bedroom!" she cried.
"You do, don't you?" Danielle asked, smiling.
She looked at her partner with shock, suddenly realizing that she really didn’t know her too well.
"You know, Tara... in every sexual relationship I've ever had, I've always been the Dom in the relationship. But professionally, I've always had to take my orders from you. Do you know how difficult this has been for me? I mean, I'm used to ordering hotties like you around."
"Please, Danielle... lets argue about this later," she cried, hating the fact that she was started to openly caress herself.
"And another thing I learned throughout life is that whoever lusts least controls the relationship."
"Why are you telling me this?" she asked, tearing up.
"Because my lust for you is something that I've learned to control over these past couple of years… while you… on the other hand… are subject to a lust for me that defies logic. So, this means that I get to continue being the Dom in this new sexual relationship with you, and you get to learn what it feels like being the Sub."
"You wouldn't!" she cried.
Danielle smiled… and then walked over to her.
She cringed, fearing her and needing her at the same time.
"I'll follow you to the bedroom... but I’d prefer you crawl there," Danielle commanded.
"Oh, god..." she cried, wishing she could kill her! Then she slowly dropped to her knees and then crawled on all fours as commanded, leading Danielle into her bedroom.
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