1. The Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 1: The Dancing Instructor


    Date: 11/28/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Female/Female, Lesbian, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Whitney?” a girl gasped. I recognized that voice. “What are you doin'?” another girl asked, sounding almost the same. “Your teacher is pleasuring me,” Darleen answered the Myers twins. They attended my jazz dance class. I could see the two twins, holding hands, staring at me in awe. Marissa's auburn hair was in a French braid and Rhonda-May's fell loose about her shoulders, streaked with blonde highlights. “Why are you doin' that, Miss Whitney?” Rhonda-May asked. “You're in the street. You gonna get arrested if you keep carryin' on like this.” “How long have you and your sister been intimate?” Darleen asked. “Your forbidden passion wreathes you like the sweetest perfumes.” “Uh, since yesterday,” squeaked Marissa. “We, uh, had a ghostly encounter.” “Yes. He gets around. You may approach me.” Darleen pulled my head away from her pussy and turned, presenting her ass, cum leaking out of her tight cornhole. I didn't need to be told what to do, so I buried my face between her cheeks and sucked the dirty cum out of her sour ass. My tongue worked past her hot sphincter into the hot, tight depths of her bowels searching for more cum. “You two are quite beautiful,” Darleen continued. “Thank you,” Rhonda-May answered. “I have always enjoyed having twins serve as my handmaids. Disrobe and attend me.” Clothes rustled; I couldn't see anything but Darleen's ass cheeks pressed around my cheeks. “Hell yeah,” a guy in the crowd cheered. “Let's see some twincest!” “Very nice,” Darleen ...
    praised and one of the girl's gasped. “Umm, you taste sweet, almost like strawberries. How interesting.” “Thank you,” squeaked Marissa. “You may pleasure my nipples. I require another climax.” “Yes, uh...” “Goddess.” “Yes, Goddess,” Rhonda-May breathed. I could hear their loud sucking, and I pictured their innocent, freckled faces latching onto Darleen's budding breasts, sucking her hard, pink nipples between their lips. Darleen would wrap her arms around their auburn hair, holding them against her as they worship her as eagerly as I did. “Worship your goddess,” she gasped. “That's it. Hurry. Interference approaches.” Sirens blared off in the distance. I worked faster, knowing I would soon be arrested for such public, lewd behavior. But it was worth it to taste her wonderful ass, to press my tongue deep inside her and worship her. My pussy dripped into my leotard, and I ignored my own longing, only wanting to satisfy my Goddess. “Oh, yes!” she purred. “Such wonderful worship!” Her anus clenched around my tongue, her cheeks squeezing my face, all her muscles clenched and her orgasm roiled through her, forcing the cum buried deep in her ass out into my mouth. “Together you came into this world Together shall you depart, arms entwined Life dedicated to one man For your love shall you die, The drink shall be bitter, but eternity shall be your reward." “Together?” Rhonda-May asked. “And who's this man?” “You know him already,” Darleen answered. The sirens were close, a car pulled to a ...