Bare Pet, The story of a lesbian girl - Part 1

Author: Girl_Les

The following story is based on my own life. You don't have to believe it, just read and enjoy it!

Special thanks to my proof-readers!

Chapter 1

I pedalled my bike from the library, back to my dark little room in my aunt's attic. She lived her own life, and didn't really care about me. We ran across each other by chance, in various parts of the house a couple of times a month. This was fine with me. I was quite self-sufficient, having lived apart from my parents since I was fourteen. A spring shower came suddenly and I got soaked in a few seconds. It rained so heavily that I couldn't see more then a few meters. I heard a car coming from behind and when the water spray hit me I got scared and crashed into the ditch losing consciousness.

The next thing I saw was a bright light and a man in white examining me. I realized that I was in a hospital. "How do you feel?" asked the man. "A little dizzy." He asked me to focus on his hands, hold my hand out and so on and smiled when he finished. "I'll send in your sister, you may go home." "My sister?" I wondered because during the short marriage of my parents I was their only child, but before I could ask anything else the doctor left and a woman entered the room. She was around thirty, her long honey blond hair was braided in a ponytail, she had beautiful grey eyes and a pretty face. She was about 170 cm tall, wore a short skirt and a t-shirt. Her legs were long and muscular, like her arms. It wasn't hard to tell that she didn't wear a bra because her large nipples pointed out very obviously through the fabric of the t-shirt as her little tits bounced with every step she took. "Are you all right?" she asked a very soft voice. "The doctor said that you are my sister..." the woman glanced back nervously towards the door where the doctor and a nurse were standing. "Look" she said whispering, "I'm the one who found you in the ditch. Because you didn't have any papers with you, I thought it better to say that you are my sister and we can avoid complications and I can bring you back to your parents quickly." "Are you the one who almost hit me?" "Almost" nodded the woman "I'm really sorry if I scared you... but the rain you know..." "It's all right. Thank you for bringing me in!" "Then shall we leave?" I nodded and jumped up from the bed where I sat. Suddenly everything got dark and I fell on my knees. She helped me up and I sit back on the bed "Let me help you!", she said. She untied the hospital nightie that I wore and took it off. I was completely naked under it. I blushed and tried to cover my round tits and closed my legs tightly. "Where are my clothes?" "They stripped you because everything was wet and dirty" said the woman. "I brought in a few clothes of my own from the car. Here take this!" "They will be too big!" said I, because I was at least 25-30 cm shorter then she. "Never mind! They are dry at least." She signed something and they gave us the papers and said a few words. Later I discovered that I had a minor concussion. We went to her car. It was still raining but it was already 5 o'clock so I didn't remember the past 3 hours. We stopped at the chemist's. She went in and when she got back she gave me a pill. I swallowed it with the water that she gave me too. "Oh I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Christine!" "I'm Petra" I replied. "How old are you?" asked Christine. "I'm 17." "I thought you were younger..." "Why?" I asked resentfully. "Well you look very innocent. I like that!" She asked me a lot of questions about me, my life, friends and everything. I answered her but I could hardly keep my eyes open, and soon I fell asleep. When I woke up I couldn't move. The ceiling was covered completely with a mirror and I saw myself naked on a bed. Christine was sitting at a computer and when I opened my eyes she got up and walked to me. I couldn't talk either, I could just move my eyes. "You are dreaming Petra" said Christine but her voice came from all around me echoing through the room "You can not move or speak, but you can feel everything, can't you?" and she leaned to my neck and kissed me. She caressed my body with her soft touch. My nipples got hard and my pussy started to warm up. I had a few boyfriends but a girl had never touched me like this before. She moved her hand to my tits and slowly massaged them. Then she grabbed my nipples between her thumb and index finger and gently rolled and squeezed them. I got very excited as she played with my nipples, I had no idea that this could feel so good. She played them harder and harder, she pulled and tugged them in every direction and to my absolute surprise I came. It was my first orgasm without touching my clit, and it was fantastic. When I reached my climax Christine looked towards the computer screen. She stepped to the computer pushed a few buttons then she picked up something from the table next to the bed and she opened my legs wide. I got scared from the device in her hand and a low moan left my mouth. She caressed my head and held the device in front of me. "It's just a trimmer nothing more!" she started to mow my bush and commented: "You will look like you are really innocent!" When she finished there were just short hairs left on my pussy, she got a gel-like thing from a bottle and she creamed it on my pubes. It felt hot and stung. She got a razor and started to shave me. I watched myself in the mirror with wide open eyes as my pussy got bald, and I got excited from the view. When Christine was ready she washed it clean with a wet towel and then rubbed an ointment onto it. It burnt like hell, and I heard my inaudible squeaking. "Well it may hurt a bit but you won't get any bumps. You don't want to spoil this wonderful look with red, itchy spots, do you?" she sat back to the computer and continued talking. "This cream slows down the growth of hair as well. You should keep yourself smooth, you look absolutely beautiful and innocent! I'll be back soon, just relax" She got up and left the room. I was totally puzzled. I never had a dream like this before. I didn't feel like I was dreaming, it felt so real. But I must be dreaming, this can't be real. I'm not sure how long Christine was away, but it was about 20-30 minutes. She came in and she grabbed my pussy lips. "I love your huge lips. You are very lucky to have such a large pair of flaps!" She pulled my lips downwards and I watched as they stretched to their limit. Then she suddenly let them free and they bounced back in a crumpled bunch. She repeated this more than a dozen times. I got aroused and I felt my fluids oozing out around the entrance of my vagina. I couldn't take my eyes off my image in the mirror. My white, bald cunt with those pink skins was incredibly erotic. I never got so excited by myself. I masturbated 1-2 times a week but I usually think on boys, a sexual act or something like that. Seeing myself sexually attractive was a completely new thing to experience, maybe it was because of Christine. She seized both of my lips tightly in her hand and made circles while she held them strongly stretched out. My pussy was sopping wet, there was a growing pool of vaginal fluid between my widely opened legs. Christine emphasized herself in pussy playing. I moaned faintly because I was close to climaxing, but my voice didn't leave my mouth. Christine changed her position a bit and she suddenly grabbed my left lip with her left hand while my right remained in her right and she pulled them apart. It hurt, but at the current level of my excitement this unexpected movement pushed me over the edge and I came. My lips bounced back in their position, since they slipped out of Christine's hands when she pulled them apart with that incredible force and movement what I never thought it would be possible to bear without injury. My body fluttered in a long orgasm. "You surprise me!" said Christine. She leaned to my crotch and I felt her mouth on my pussy. She licked me all over with her soft tongue and she slurped my juices. I came more then once. After an orgasm it wasn't good anymore to tolerate more excitement, but because of my shaved pussy, or because of the situation or because this was a dream I enjoyed it as she did oral on me. She sucked my lips into her mouth, at first she did this slowly and softly, but later on she sucked harder and she used her teeth too. I didn't see too much because Christine's head blocked my view, but a few times as her head diverged with my lips sucked in her mouth I saw my stretched labia and sometimes she let them smack out. Her head moved faster and she sucked even stronger but despite this I was in heaven again. I couldn't understand how it was possible. She retained my lips; biting on them and holding them between her teeth as she pulled her head away from my pubes. She was like a dog with its dying prey in its mouth. At the end I thought I couldn't take more pain, my lips were on fire but she didn't stop. I felt that she did all this sucking, chewing and stretching for at least an hour, but dreams are illusory. Christine let my labia smack out from her mouth and she grabbed my lips to pull them open as wide as she did before. Her mouth jumped on my unprotected clit and she licked and sucked it. I started to come and if it wasn't a dream and I would be able to move I would surely have squirmed in pleasure when she chewed on my clit. This whole pleasure and pain mixture was so intense that I couldn't handle any more and fainted. The next thing I remember is that I was in her car again. I opened my eyes and stared at Christine. "What happened?" I asked in a hoarse tone. "I think you fell asleep" replied Christine "Are you all right?" "Yes. I just had a strange dream..." "Dream?" echoed Christine "You just slept 15 minutes! I think it is because of the concussion. Are you sure you are OK?" "Yes, don't worry!" I responded while I glanced at my watch. My memory about my recent dream was so intense it felt like I lived it and I felt strange tingle in my groin. She is right we left the Hospital about 30 minutes ago. As I looked out from the car I noticed that the rain was over and we were almost home. I gave her directions to get to my aunt's house. "Would you like me to escort you to your room?" asked Christine when she took my bike out of the trunk. "No I don't think it is not in any shape to see guests. Besides I'm really fine. Thank you... for everything!" "Oh, it was nothing! I hope you're gonna be all right!" smiled Christine. We stood there for a moment staring at each other, then she gave me her hand and sat back in her car. I wanted to tell her something, I didn't want to let her go. I was confused because of the dream. I didn't know what I felt. I felt something very strange, I was attracted to her. "Well, if you want to see my room you can come in!" "No. I don't want to disturb you. I'm just worried about you." said Christine "Good bye Petra!" "Bye!" I stood there until I lost sight of the car, then I walked into the house. After I took my dirty clothes out of my bag, I went into my room and prepared for a shower. When I started to take off the clothes I realized that they belonged to her, but we both forgot about it. Once I took off the panties I recoiled at the sight of my bare genitals. Then it hadn't been a dream! But what the hell happened? I went into the bathroom and I examined my pussy closely with a hand mirror. My lips were sore when I touched them. It was a bit swollen and red. I don't know what I should do. The dream was real. She had had sex with me! At first I got angry, but then I realized that I enjoyed every minute of our strange affair. Later when I checked the date I understood I had been with her a whole day. I couldn't think on anything else just on Christine and the things that she had done to me. As she had said the hair on my pussy started to grow after 5 days. I missed the smooth look and I shaved it after a week. It felt much better, but it was itchy on the second day and it got an inflamed red spot. The itchiness and the inflammation was so bad that I called off shaving. I masturbated more often since the affair with Christine, and while I played with my huge lips I was fantasizing about girls!

Chapter 2

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My experience with a bare pussy impressed me so deeply that I decided to try different methods. First I tried depilatory creams, but they had a worse side effect than shaving and I hated the smell. I experimented with waxing, but it was a complete failure because I ended up with wax in my fur since I couldn't pull all of them out and with bloodshot and bleeding little points. After the healing I went to a cosmetician and asked her with burning cheeks to wax my pubes. She was negative, she would do only my bikini line, despite my embarrassment I went to another beautician. At this place there were three cosmeticians in one shop. I was very nervous when I asked the middle aged women, she didn't even understand me because I was almost inaudible. I had to ask again and she even repeated it loudly while she shook her head: "Young lady you should go home! I don't think your parents know that you want a full pussy waxing! I bet you are even underage..." I left the shop before she finished. My face burned like fire, and I didn't raise my head until I reached the bus stop. I didn't care what the number of the bus was, I just wanted to disappear from the spot, but before I stepped onto the stairs of the vehicle a young woman in a light blue robe, with almost white blond hair grabbed my arm and pulled me back. She was one of the cosmeticians from the shop. "Sorry but I just heard and I think I can help you!" "Look..." I couldn't find the words, my heart was still beating in my throat "...I don't want to go back there! The lady is..." "Oh no! Of course you can't! I wouldn't dare! She would call out the police!" We both laughed and she gave me her business card "Is it OK for you next week?" "Next week? I would like to have it as soon as possible!" She raised her eyebrows then we agreed that I would call her about 6 in the evening. I could hardly wait until then. She picked up right on the first ring: "My colleagues are just about to leave. Could you be here in 20 minutes?" "Yesss!" "Please ring me before you arrive. You know, just in case..." I jumped on my bike and I was there in 15 minutes, the shop's blinds were down. I rang Samantha the beautician. I saw the blinds moved up about half way on the door and she let me in. She let them down again, and switched on the lights. We chatted a little about her colleagues while she prepared. "I'm sorry that you have to come here in these circumstances, but my flat is under refurbishment and I don't have my things at home right now, and since you want it at once..." "It's quite all right!" "Is there a special occasion?" "I don't quite understand..." I replied. "The waxing! I thought you were doing it because you have a special occasion with your boyfriend." "I don't have any!" I changed my mind after I finished the sentence, what would Samantha think about me if she knew I did this just for myself "I mean... there will be a..." I was desperately thinking on a good reason "Uhh... A lingerie show. Yes. Lingerie. You know how tiny G-strings and..." "You are model!" wondered Samantha. "No. It's not official... It's just between us girls from the school!" "I'm almost ready. Please take off your underwear and sit here!" I blushed when I dropped my things and stood there in a T-shirt. Samantha's eyes got bigger when she glanced at me. She opened her mouth to say something and then closed it. She did this twice before I broke the silence. "Is there anything wrong?" "I don't know, I don't want to be too personal..." "I think you can't be any more personal than when you are working on my most private parts, can you?" "Maybe you are right! I'm sorry!" Samantha looked embarrassed "I just wonder why do you want to get rid of your bush when you have such... large... I mean your anatomy is not quite usual!" "You meant my lips?" my face was on fire again, I swore that I would never get in such an embarrassing situation again, but now it was too late. "I didn't want to hurt you! I shouldn't say that, but..." I got angry and I was embarrassed because of my recent words about being single, and the lingerie thing and now a beautician almost called me a freak. I knew that my dangling flaps are extraordinary, and I had comments before this occasion but it was very annoying. "All right! Out with it! Do you think it is ugly? You think that I should let my bush cover them?" "I am so sorry!" Samantha used a begging tone "I just think that it will be even more prominent when you will be completely bare. I won't say that they're ugly!" "But you think they are!" I was like an affronted child. "No. Really!" "Don't do that to me! I mean it!" "Then shall we?" I got into the chair and she started to put on the wax. She worked silently. She tore only narrow strips at my bikini area, I thought maybe she wanted to inflict more pain because of our fight, she couldn't know that I liked it. "I will do it with wider strips in the middle, but here we have to be careful where the skin is thin, because you can get bloodshot..." "I know." I interrupted her angrily. I realized that my pussy was getting wet. I hoped that she didn't realized it. She worked very accurately. She was ready with the upper part of my pubes, from my point of view it looked furless, but I knew that the tricky part around my vagina was still fury. "Would you like to take a break?" she was very nice, but I shook my head. "Carry on!" When she put on the wax onto my majora she pulled aside my lips. She did it very naturally but I felt that she pulled them very strongly. "Please hold it so! I don't want to get wax on them!" As I grabbed my lips I knew she had to notice the building wetness between them. I couldn't help myself, because stretching my lips gave me a very strong level of excitement. It was obvious when she wiped off the dripping juice with a paper towel when she started to work on the area under my entrance. "I'm sorry but my lips are very sensitive for tugging and pulling!" She didn't reply. When she was ready with the waxing she poured a lot of oil onto my pubes and rubbed it in all over very gently. "This will burn a bit, but just for a few minutes, it helps healing more quickly, and removes the rest of the wax." She was right it burnt indeed. When I was ready she helped me to sit up and held a hand mirror front of my pussy to show me the result. It was red all over with a lot of little red dots, but it was as furless as never before. "It will be all right tomorrow morning!" smiled Samantha when I touched my achy skin. "Very pretty!" she added when I stood up. "Come on!" I looked into her blue eyes with unbelief "You don't have to say that!" "I really mean it! And I think you are really very brave!" "Why?" Meanwhile I started to put on my clothes. "I understand your reaction because of my comment on your flaps and I really admire you..." "For what?" "That you have the courage to proudly show the world how different you are! I couldn't do that!" "Well, thanks! Anyway you don't have to..." "Ohh Petra! You have no idea!" "What? Are you a freak as well?" "Don't say that! You are not a freak! You are just different..." "You mean ugly! O.K. You don't have to do this! Just tell me how much should I pay?" "It is a gift!" "A gift? For what? We don't even know each other!" "You gave me courage to accept myself. Will you believe me when I say that my lips are like yours? You won't believe me, will you?" "No, but you could prove it!" I went towards the entrance, with some money from my pocket "Just let us forget this incident, and tell me how much I owe you?" To my absolute surprise she unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled it down together with her panties. She had a dark brown, triangle formed bush. I really thought that she was a natural blond because of the colour of her hair, eyebrows, eyes and skin but with such a dark bush that was hardly possible. She had really huge lips but they were noticeable despite the disguise. I stepped back with wide open eyes while she grabbed the lips and stretched them downwards. "Well, what do you say now? I'm colouring my pubes to cover my lips." "I think this dark triangle on your white skin draws more attention, it is like a lighthouse in the night." "Yes but my fur is rather light and my red dangling flaps show through it. It covers more this way, but I think maybe I could remove it one day..." "I'll help you!" I got very excited to take part in the process. "I didn't mean it right now! I have to get used to the thought..." "Why not? This waxing wasn't that bad!" "Pain is not my piece of cake, I can't take it! Not like you..." "It wasn't just the pain that turned me on! I told you that my lips are sensitive... Don't be a chicken, let's do it!" "O.K. let's do it! I have an anaesthetic cream and local anaesthetic too, we use it at piercings." said Samantha. "You do piercings?" "Well not regularly, but sometimes." she opened a drawer and took out a cream, there were disposable syringes with a few ampules. Samantha used scissors to shorten the hair a bit, I helped her with the creaming. Her pussy was already wet. I massaged her pubes all over, I didn't avoid her lips or anything. She giggled as the cream irritated and then numbed her sensitive parts. I was totally aroused, I really enjoyed creaming her intimate area. "It's a funny feeling... It feels like it does not belong to me! You should wash your hands because of the cream, I'll wait a few minutes for the full effect." I touched her lips and I asked her if she felt that or not. She said that she just feels torpidity. I pulled on her lips for a further test. I would say that her labia minora are about the same size like mine but hers are less elastic. She waited about 5-6 minutes before she asked me to wash down the cream with an alcoholic agent. Then she started to apply the wax, and I helped her when she had a bad access to a certain area. She said that it would hurt a bit even with the cream. When she was ready I creamed her with the same lotion that she used a while ago on me. When she got up my eyes feasted on her bare sex. She walked to the door which has a full mirror on it and admired the view. "How do you like it?" "I like it! I really do! But how can I go to the swimming pool tomorrow morning? Everybody will look at me! Perhaps I can change without being seen..." "Don't be ridiculous Samantha! You decided to go for the smooth look; now be proud of it!" "It's not about the furlessness, but my flaps..." "Then I'll come with you to the swimming pool. Deal?" "Great! I'm in." After this I helped her with the cleaning and we parted at the front of the shop. I realized that I was soaking wet when I sat up on my bike. I masturbated at home continuously thinking on Samantha until I fall asleep. I got closer with Samantha, we regularly went to the swimming pool and to the gym together once a week. We got a lot of attention from other girls in the shower and in the locker room too. We looked like sisters because of our furless big lipped pussies. Our features were obvious in the bathing suits as well, especially when she gave me a bikini as a gift which was yellow and got completely see-through when it got wet. I wasn't bold enough to wear it publicly when I realized how it looked as it stuck to my bare skin. It was a complete pornography even when it was dry. "My God Sam! This fabric is so thin that you could call it transparent. What is your plan with this? I couldn't wear this!" "Yes you could! Pet, you have no idea how much I worked on those!" she was standing behind me and we were inspecting my image in the mirror. One of Samantha's hobbies was dressmaking. She was really talented. Most of her clothing were self-made and she had already made me a very pretty dress, which was somewhat provocative too. "Then make one for yourself as well! When you wear something like this, I will wear mine too!" "I knew that you would say something like that!" smiled Samantha "It will be ready for next week!"

Chapter 3

More then a month passed since my first lesbian sex. I sat home at the end of May on a Saturday morning when the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and I heard Christine's soft voice. "Hello Petra!" "Christine! You were on my mind!" "Really?" "Yes. I don't know what to say..." "Are you angry with me?" asked the sweet voice. "No. I just want to know a few things!" "Like what?" "Can we meet?" "Yes, if you want to. Do you know the cafeteria next to the bus station, near the river?" "Certainly." "Be there in 30 minutes!" She hung up the phone without waiting for my answer. I arrived before her, and I got very excited when I saw her. She looked gorgeous. She sat front of me and ordered drinks for both of us. Then she leaned closer and looked into my eyes. "You still look very innocent!" "I would like to look more innocently..." said I, smiling about her comment. "We can arrange it! Now tell me; what do you want to know!" "Everything." "I couldn't resist to your big flaps, so I decided to kidnap you! I gave you a sleeping pill that I bought at the chemist's and then I gave you N-mobilisine injection. This blocks most of the striated muscles, as I mentioned I'm a scientist, I deal mostly in medical research." "Why didn't you try the normal way?" "Normal?" asked Christine laughing "First of all you are underage... But tell me how do you react if I had asked you to let me have sex with you?" The waitress just arrived to the table when she finished her sentence and looked strangely at us. Christine paid the bill and suggested we leave. We walked a while on the riverbank until we got back to her car. We sat in her car and chatted. She told me about how she became a lesbian. Then she offered to give me a ride home. I accepted but before we reached the house I fell asleep again. I woke up on the same bed in the same room. I was paralyzed and naked again. "I didn't think you noticed when I put a drop of sleeping agent into your drink." smiled Christine "I really enjoy it when my partners are helpless. I hope you will forgive me. I'm surprised that you shaved sometime before!" After my first waxing my pussy was smooth for almost a fortnight, but then I shaved it because I didn't want any fur. This time the itching wasn't that bad and I had only a few bumps but I decided to go for a waxing again and now my pussy was covered with 0.5-1cm long stubble. She shaved me again. This time I almost came when she finished. She noticed my excitement, and finished me off with a few strokes on my clit. I was a bit disappointed cause I was over my first climax in no time. She spread my lips widely and examined my vagina. "Oh are you not a virgin my dear? You are not that innocent after all. I have something special on my mind... You are gonna love this!" She pulled out my left lip and fastened a clamp to it. I felt as the clamp held it very closely, but it wasn't painful at all, then she did the same on the right side. She tied a string to both of them and then put a stirrup to the free end of the string. "You can't imagine how heavy your legs are, when your muscles are unable to support them." She bent my left leg at my knee and pushed it towards my stomach, then she put the stirrup on my leg and slowly let it down. My leg opened out and it hung down at the side of the table, Christine adjusted the length of the string so before my legs stretched fully the string strained and my left lip extended down and sidewards incredibly. I felt like my labia would tear off. She repeated the procedure at the right side too, then she climbed up between my opened legs and widely stretched pussy and started to lick it. My excitement built slower this time, because of the intense pain in my stretched pubes, but later as Christine's expert mouth and tongue worked on me the pain added to the pleasure. She twanged my stretched lips with her tongue and mouth. She licked my entire pussy all over and after a while she concentrated on my clit. She sucked it and slightly bit it, she was absolutely wonderful and a deep and long orgasm penetrated my body and my mind. She didn't give me a break but started to finger me. My pussy was soaking wet so her three fingers fitted me easily, and the forth slipped in smoothly when she later pushed in. She put her other hand on my broadly stretched pussy, and I saw with dismay that she forced four other fingers next to the other four. They didn't get in, so she got lubrication from a flask and tried it again. This time she managed to slowly push in. It stretched me to the limit, if it would be possible to do anything to ease the pain I would certainly do it or at least I would scream. I felt a tear drop run down my face as Christine moved her hands in my tight vagina, but next to the pain I got sexually more and more excited. She used her thumbs to massage my clit and after a while I felt pleasure at the painful stretching of my vaginal muscles around her fingers. She pulled out one hand and this time she inserted her whole fist of her other hand. I just can't explain the feeling, it was a different form of pleasure and I couldn't take any more of it, I came like crazy and there was a kind of squirting. I felt like I pissed, but it wasn't pee, I think this was the female ejaculation. Christine left after this and then walked out and in from the room like I wasn't there. She stepped to me and inserted a catheter into my peehole. It was a strange feeling, but wasn't unpleasant at all. Then she brought a cylinder shaped object. At first I thought it was a dildo, but it was more like a tall cup. She poured a greasy mass of green stuff in it, then shoved it inside my vagina. It was thick but I could handle it after her fist. She put it in with the opening inside me. "I'm so sorry Petra, but I have to leave now!" she kissed me on my mouth "You just relax and let it stretch!" She dropped a blanket on me and left the room. My whole pubes sore, my stretched lips and my tortured pussy with the plastic glass in it didn't let me sleep. A few hours passed before Christine returned. The cylinder inside me was bigger and I don't know what else could happen because I felt a very intense tightness from inside. When she got back and realized that I hadn't gotten any sleep, she gave me an injection. Before I fell asleep I felt her check my pussy under the blanket. I thought when I woke up I wouldn't be on the examining desk, but I was there. The sensation from my crotch was unbearable, it burnt, it hurt, it stretched, it was dead. I heard my low moan when I got a glimpse on Christine. "Hello!" smiled Christine to me "I think you are in pain. Well what do you want, should I give you pleasure next to the pain or you would like to get rid of the sensations?" I moaned but I couldn't form a word. Christine pulled off the blanket and caressed me. She kissed my mouth, and moved towards my neck. She was a master of pleasure because before she reached my erect nipples I was fully aroused again. She licked my areola in circles touching my nipple only at the base with her tongue, then she started to suck on it. She grabbed my other nipple with her fingers and pulled on it. She tugged it around in circles and she managed to make me come. Then she kissed me again. "I'll give you an injection, and with that you can sleep until the inhibitors dissolve."

Chapter 4

I was in a bed when I woke up. It was a bedroom with only a double bed and two night stands. It was a bright sunny day, the window was open and the birds were singing. I got up and noticed my pajamas. It was the perfect size for me. I pulled down the pants and examined my pussy. It was beautifully smooth. My lips were puffy and red but sore to the touch. I walked out of the room and saw Christine in the kitchen, she was squeezing oranges. "Good morning!" "What's the date today?" I asked. "Actually you were down only for a day. Was your 'dream' interesting?" "Dream?" I raised my eyebrows "Ahh! You mean the 'dream'! Well it was very interesting!" "I think you are very hungry, so I prepared breakfast." We sat down and ate. She was talking about her job, and asked me about school. When breakfast was over, she took my hand and pulled it to her chest. "I want to give you something as compensation for having kidnapped you, made you stay here and did things against your will..." "You don't have to give me anything" I interrupted" I like what you are doing. I enjoyed it very much." I felt embarrassed as I admitted my true feelings "You feel free to do anything against my will! I think I like you..." We started kissing. It was different, like in my 'dream'. I could return her touch and it turned me on very much. It was fun kissing her. Her lips were perfectly soft and her tongue touched me at the right places. I tried to touch her tits through the fabric of her t-shirt but she stepped back! "I'm sorry sweetheart but that is not allowed! You are too young for that..." "Are you kidding?" I couldn't believe my ears "You are telling me this after all what you did to me?" "I did nothing" Christine smiled "You were dreaming!" "And why am I shaved?" I asked, opening up my robe. "I don't know!" Christine laughed; I think my outcry amused her "Calm down I'll be back soon, with your little gift! Take a swim outside in the pool, there is nobody here!" She left and I went out to Christine's garden swimming pool or wherever I was. It was different swimming naked, it was an erotic feeling. Christine got back in ten minutes. This time Christine cowered down at the side of the pool to greet me with a kiss. I swam to her and we exchanged a passionate long deep kiss. I got aroused from her kiss and I let her into the water in her white t-shirt and shorts. She didn't mind and we carried on kissing. She realized that I was naked and she pinched my nipples, squeezed and rolled them between her fingers, then she tugged and pulled on them. She didn't stop until I almost drowned when I came. Christine was very strong, she was about 175 cm tall, very slim and athletic, and she could easily hoist me up and put me to the side of the pool. Her arms were like steel when she lifted me out of the water. She works out every day, and swims at least an hour. I wasn't very heavy with my 44 kg, not that I am thin or skinny; I am built right in every aspect. I am just short with my 145 cm. She opened my legs when she placed me to the side of the pool and started to feast on my pussy. She was very gentle. She licked my bare skin and slowly sucked on my lips. They were a little sore but I lied down on my back and enjoyed the sensations in my labia from her playing tongue and sucking mouth. Christine sucked my lips deep in her mouth then, she pulled her head backwards while she maintained the suction. My lips stretched out as they slowly smacked out of her devouring mouth. She released them but then she sucked them back even more eagerly. After I reached climax and I came she just carried on without noticing my trembling body and loud moans. When she had enough of the labia sucking she parted my lips and slowly inserted her fist into me and put me on as a glove. I came at once when her hand entered and stretched out my pussy, she kept fucking me with her big fist and I had a series of orgasms, while I squirted like a monitor. While I got back my breath she pulled out her hand and then she almost drowned me, holding me by my lips. I slipped back into the water in my own juices. We kissed each other and I tasted myself on her mouth. She embraced me and brought me out to the chair at the side of the pool. "I have to change my clothes" she told me. "You won't go anywhere!" I grabbed her wet t-shirt and pulled her down "As you can see I'm naked too." I got very excited from the opportunity to see her body. I dropped her t-shirt to the ground and I finally saw her tits. They were very small, with long nipples like half of my little finger. I caressed it with my open hand, and her nipple bounced between my fingers. I shivered from the touch of her intimate part. I grabbed her breast with my hand, it was a tiny handful and it was very soft. I seized her nipples like she did to me and I pinched and squeezed them as hard as I could. I went crazy and I didn't care about her. I tugged and stretched her nipples, like I would like to tear them off and she enjoyed it. She threw back her head and leaned towards me with her chest. This way I reached her nipple with my mouth and I sucked it in, and held its base between my teeth. Christine breathed heavily and I hardly understood what she said: "Please, do it harder! Please Petra! Pull them!" I did as she said and I saw her coming, for 2-3 minutes long, I think. Then she flopped down on me. She kissed me and she whispered into my ears: "Do it with my pussy! And do it real hard! I'm in the mood for pain." She got up and pulled down her shorts. I couldn't believe my eyes. She had completely shaven pubes and thick, meaty lips dangled between her muscular legs. Her lips were naturally hanging down almost as long as mine when I pulled mine out. I grabbed them like a handrail in a bus and I held my weight on them while I swung down-under her legs. These lips were huge and beautiful, as I realized they were not as stretchy as mine because they had about 1.5-2 times its normal length when I pulled them. I grabbed only one of them and I pulled on it. At first it was hard to get a grip because of her juices, but when I managed, I tortured them by stretching, pulling and tugging. I didn't do this too long when I noticed her next orgasm. With a sudden idea, I made a fist with my free hand and plunged it in the gaping and dripping hole above me. Her pussy wasn't very tight it swallowed my fist like it was only 2 fingers. I grabbed both of her labia with my hand, the right one from the side of my little finger with my three fingers and the left one with my index and thumb and I shoved my hand with her lips into her vagina. She squirmed and her juices dripped on my face as she came. I moved my fist inside her and rotated it at the same time. Her lips twisted and stretched, her vaginal muscles contracted in a series of orgasms. I was surprised by the intensity and the length of her climax. Christine's muscles contracted sometimes so strongly around my fist that it hurt! I slowly pulled out my fist from her pink hole still holding her huge labia. I started to move my hand in circles rubbing her completely drenched pubes. It looked great as her skin stretched with the motion of my fist. I kept massaging her and I felt her cuming again. I decide to taste her and I released her lips from my fist and leaned to her sweet pussy. I slowly started to suck on her huge labia. They were incredibly long and meaty. I did as I had learnt from her, I sucked her lips deep in and then I moved my head away from her naked skin while I maintained the suction. I held her lips with my teeth and I slowly increased the movement. At the end I tugged my head back like a lunatic in ecstasy. Finally, I really didn't wonder when, but I felt the taste of blood in my mouth. I didn't discover any injury on her tortured, red lips but I think it was her blood. To finish her, I grabbed the biggest pussy lips on earth and pulled them apart to concentrate on her clit. I started with gentle licking and sucking but since Christine asked for more , I started to chew and bite on the tiny meat. We both got very tired at the end. Christine huffed like a marathon runner, and I panted next to her smiling happily. "I like when you are awake!" whispered Christine on a hoarse tone between two breathing "You are a pro! Petra you are a born lesbian! I said I never was so satisfied with my partner..." "I think you can give me that present now!" "You are right you deserve it!" She sat up, got her shorts and took out a little box from the pocket. She handed it over and smiled. I opened it up, it was like a jewelry box, and there were two golden rings in it.

Chapter 5

My relationship with Christine is a strange one. I can't contact her because I even don't know her family name, I have no idea where the house is where I was with her. I know almost nothing about her. She is definetly rich, she does some kind of medical research, and I think she lives alone. Although everything that I know about her is based on impressions and half sentences, maybe I'm completely wrong, but I don't care. She likes to be mysterious and maybe she has a reason for it. The only appalling thing with this is that I can't call her when I want to have her, and I want her very badly most of the time. When she drove me home the last time she woke me up when we were in front of my aunt's house. I was very sleepy and tired. She smiled and kissed me gently on my lips. "I will call you!" "But when?" I asked her. "Soon..." she caressed my hair and face while her eyes scanned my reactions "I really like you but you have to understand my motives." "Please kidnap me as soon as you can!" I begged her. She put her index finger to my mouth and kissed me on the forehead. She leaned over me and opened the door, I jumped out while our hands still held each other's. I watched her car until it disappeared between the houses. I went upstairs and opened the little box with the rings, I dropped my clothes and I held the rings to my pussy lips and checked it in the mirror. I thought that it would be really sexy and I felt my juices start to moisten my vagina. I put the rings down and started to masturbate in front of the mirror. I grabbed my lips and tugged them a few times, then when I was completely wet I tucked them into my slit. It was an extraordinary sensation having my vagina filled up with my lips. I started to finger myself with two fingers, my lips slid out perpetually but I tucked them in again and again. Then I got into the bathtub, turned on the shower, lay on my back and fixed the shower head as close as it was possible to my pussy, . I adjusted the shower head to a concentrated stream, opened the tap to its maximum pressure and set it to the hottest adjustment. I grabbed my lips, opened them up, stretched my snatch really wide and I let out a loud moan as the tiny prickly jets of water hit my most sensitive area. The water was so hot that my hands barely tolerated it, but my pussy didn't recognize the heat of the stream, it just overran my brain with pleasure. The pleasure was getting stronger and stronger while at the end I hardly got enough air as my body shook in ecstasy for a couple of minutes. It took me a few minutes before I got back to reality. I set the water to a normal warmth, and started to fill up the bath. Samantha was worrying about me, because yesterday I should have been at the gym at 5, and called me. I had been with Christine then. I didn't tell her anything about Christine and she thought that something was wrong with me, so she came over. I was still under the impact of my recent masturbation and orgasm, so my voice fluttered and my hands shook a bit too. She thought that I was nervous but how could I tell her the truth. She asked me what was wrong but there wasn't anything wrong. "Poor girl you are shaking! Please tell me, maybe I can help!" "I'm all right Sam! I felt bad yesterday, thats why I didn't go to the gym, sorry that I didn't call you!" "I came here yesterday..." said Samantha suddenly "I met with your aunt and she let me in but you weren't here!" "I went to see a doctor. She gave me vitamins, I am short in some, that's all." "I'm glad to hear that!" she hugged me suddenly and held me tight. Her hair smelled wonderful and a tremble run through my body as I felt her warmth "I love you so much my Petra!" I raised my eyebrows when she said that as she let me free. She got embarassed seeing my reaction and started to explain. She stammered and I didn't understand the reason for it. "You... you are like a family member to me! Like... like... a little sister! You know... I don't have friends... not since I moved here... and... You are my best friend... A real close friend! I'm really fond of... of you. You are... special to me! You helped me a lot with my self-esteem." I noticed a teardrop in the corner of her eyes "I got scared that maybe I could lose you!" "Sam! I really didn't want to scare you. You know what? Let's go to a movie!" Her muddled words echoed in my head, what did she want to say, there was more in her words but I wasn't sure. "Good idea, get something on and let's go!" I opened my robe and hung it on the door, I wasn't shy and especially not front of her "Hey, you! We agreed to wax again! Why did you shave?" "I told you that I went to see the doctor" I lied to her. "Ahh it was your gynecologist! Did he or she make any comment for being shaved?" "No it wasn't. It was the local doctor. You know what it looked like, when the stubble prickled through the fabric of my panties and I thought that maybe I would have to take off my jeans..." One lie brought the other, I shouldn't have lied to her. "Your lips are... They look very red and... they look even bigger!" she stared at me and scanned my pubes from the place where she sat "Why are they so enlarged? They look swollen and..." "Will you stop analyzing my pussy? Maybe they are bigger and redder because of the hot bath!" She was right. My lips were much bigger then usual, because of the recent activity with Christine and the last with myself. "Mine never gets that big from a bath..." muttered Sam on a cagey tone. We went to see a movie that evening and after the film she suggested going to a bar. I got tipsy from the cocktails, and since she drank too, she didn't want to drive me home, so I stayed for that night in her flat. She had a king size bed and we tossed down on it laughing at our last joke. Later she tried to persuade me to strip down for bed but I didn't want to get up. "I can't get up now" I told her "pull off my jeans or just let me sleep. My head is spinning!" "You can't sleep like that! At least not in my bed... C'mon Petra!" she pulled down my jeans wich were real tight and pulled off my panties too. We giggled and after a few failed attempts to get me up she unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. She removed my bra and socks, finally she took out the hairgrip. To my complete disappointment she left me laying there naked. I heard the noises from the bathroom and I was on the verge of getting up, but before I moved she came back and tried to raise me to prepare the bed. She started to pull on my arms then let me fall back because we laughed continously. When she got some air between two guffaws she pulled me down half way then she suddenly gripped my loose lips and started to pull me by them! I got very excited in a fragment of a second feeling them stretched out and got surpised as well but then she roared out with laughter, and I realized with dissapointment that she meant the pulling only as a kind of banter. Finally she pushed me down to the floor. I got up and I shoved her to the bed and we laughed again as we rolled down to the floor together. She was naked as well. Feeling her warmth gave me an enormous turn on, my juices broke down the dam of my closed slit and started to drip down on my tights. Somehow we got on the bed and lay next to each other. I felt her breath on my shoulder and her body next to mine. I expected to see some curiousity from her but she didn't do a thing, she only put an arm around me and fell asleep. I realized bitterly that I had missunderstood her muddled speech, I thought that she loved me as a lesbian but I was probably wrong. On the next day we missed swimming since we did not get up in time, but we agreed to meet in the afternoon. I couldn't focus in school. I fantasized about what I would do on the next night to try her. I was so obsessed that my drenched pussy soaked my panty. To avoid embarassement I changed my panties. I always had a spare in my bag because of my abundant pussy juices. I also put a pad into my panties to keep my jeans dry. I was always afraid that the classmate who was sitting next to me would smell my excitement. That would be very embarassing not to mention the gossip. Well actually I don't have a strong fragnance at all, but when I'm soaked completely I think it is noticable. After school I pedaled home and I took a shower because it was a very hot day and I wanted to get off so badly. I used the shower again to get to the top. I just couldn't stop playing not even two orgasms later. I tugged and wrung my lips like crazy while the water tickled my sensitive flesh, I don't know how long I would have carried on if Sam hadn't arrived. "Peeetraaa!" she hailed from downstairs. My aunt usually hadn't closed the door so Samantha could come in freely. "Wheeeeere are youuu?" "In the bathroom." I replied as I heard her entering my room. I had almost finished toweling myself when she entered the bathroom. She was very pretty in a yellow dotted white dress. It was a bit seethrough making it obvious that she didn't wear a bra, not like she needed it anyway. "Where do you want to go?" "I thought we should go to the lake! It is very hot today." "It is." I hung up the towel on the rail, and Sam made big eyes. "Gee Pet! Your's are getting bigger and why are they that floppy!?" she commented on my red hanging meat curtains. "The pot calling the kettle black! Yours are not any smaller!" "Yes maybe... But they surely looked different in the morning..." "I told you that they got red and swollen from hot water. Since when do you examine my pussy in such close detail?" "I don't examine it!" she bursted out "It is so obvious that anybody would notice it even without looking at it!" "Don't be angry! I don't mind if you are watching... I mean..." "Yes?" "You know what I mean. We are kind of similar." My face blushed because of my thoughts. Samantha's honest blue eyes scanned my face with curiosity. Then a smile showed at the corners of her full pink mouth. She opened it and licked her lips with her soft tongue to moisten them before speaking, but she just gulped down the sentence before it formed. We got to the room and I took out the famous seethrough bikini from the drawer. I showed it to Samantha. "Have you got yours with you?" She had made a similar bikini for herself since I refused to wear mine alone. Until now we didn't have the guts to wear them publicly, we just tried it on a few times and made jokes what kind of a scandal it would be when we went to the swimmingpool. "No. Of course not!" replied Samantha "Are you serious?" "I will do it if you do it too!" "But I can't. I should wax first!" "OK. Let's go to your place for waxing and to get your bikini!" "No. We would never get to the lake in time. We can do that tomorrow..." "What will you give if I wear it anyway?" I teased her. She raised her eyebrows. I loved when she did this, she got some sexy little wrinkles on her forehead. "I will make the dress that you want!" "Great!" I applied sunscreen lotion and finished dressing. With her help I braided my hair. I got an idea and I looked into her eyes when we got down to her car. "I would like you to do something kinky as well!" "Like what?" "Like not wearing any underwear! Let's say for... a month!" "Are you kidding? I can't do that!" "Why not?" "What if someone notice it?" Samantha asked "I work in a short robe, and here it is summer! All of my dresses are short..." "It will be fun!" "Maybe for you, but not for me!" While we drove on the highway I saw on her face that I had placed bug in her ear with the idea. When we got there we quickly find a parking place and started to change next to the car. There were only a few people around but none of them were too close. "Deal?" I lifted my bikini into the air in front of Sam before I started to change. Samantha blinked for a moment and knitted her eyebrows. She creamed herself with a large amount sunscreen, because she had a very pale skin colour. "Deal." Then she covered her face with her hand "I can't believe what kinds of things you are getting me to do!" She murmed with disbelief. I didn't say a word, just put on the bikini. Samantha smiled when she saw me. We both know what I looked like in the seethrough thing but wearing it publicly was a different sensation. We got our bags, towels and walked down to the lakeside. I watched people's faces. There were some who stared with obvious curiousity but most of them tried to look without showing any interest. There were two guys who even whistled. After we found a place we went for a swim. The 30 metres that I had to walk back in a wet bikini seemed a mile at least. The textile stuck to my bare pussy like a second skin exhibiting my monstrous fleshy labia to the world. A middle aged housewife with kids even cursed and turned her kids to keep them from looking at me. I wanted to lie down on my stomach but Samantha told me that she wanted to have her show so I had to lie on my back. She even asked me to spread my legs at least a bit when I kept them closed. There were three boys about 14-15 years of age who walked a couple of times up and down close to us. They stared with wide open eyes. There was a man who almost dropped his beer when he glanced at me walking by. I got returning visitors from all around the curious folks of the lakeside, especially when I came out of the water. Samantha whispered about hardons and bulging pants. I slowly started to enjoy myself. I didn't just lie there with blushing cheeks and tightly closed eyes but raised my head and looked at what was going on around me and even ogled with the curious men. At last I even got the courage to go to buy pancakes right after I came out of the water. I got another curse from an old woman whose husband almost died on the spot when he saw me. We had a very good time on the shore and after this occasion we regulary went to places to live out our exhibitionism. Actually it was only me who was an exhibitionist Sam was embarassed most of the time, but she designed that bikini not me. When we came back from the lake I went with Sam to her flat to help with the waxing. This time she had to do it without anasthetic cream. I got so wet just from manipulating her pussy that I virtually soaked in my own juices. When she was ready I creamed her irritated bald skin with the cream that she put out with the other stuff before we started. I rubbed it all over and I completely forgot for a few minutes that this wasn't my fantasy. When I realized what I was doing my cheeks got hot and I couldn't stand her enquirering look. We couldn't say anything and I noticed her embarassement as well. "I'll give you a ride home!" she said when she put her clothes back on. "Yes. Thank you!" we stared at each other silently. My lips parted automatically and I started to lean closer to her. Then suddenly I blushed again from the thought that I almost tried to kiss her. I became aware of the fact that she was just starting to pull on her underwear. "Hey! Be a good girl and remember what you promised! No panties!" "Well... Yess! No panties" our eyes met for a long moment and then we smiled at each other. "I still don't understand why am I doing this!" I felt my wetness even on the car's seat when I got out. Right after I entered into my room I dropped my clothes and started to masturbate like crazy. I lay back on my bed, grabbed one of my slippery lips and stretched it while I squeezed my hard clit between my thumb and index finger. I came at once but the pleasure didn't ease the fire within my box. I massaged my throbbing bud and with my other hand I stretched, pulled and tugged my lips with all the force of my obsessed body. My next climax was more intense but I wanted something special. I slid 2 fingers into my moist slit and I rubbed my g-spot. I didn't notice when I slid my third and forth finger in I just suddenly realized that they were in. Then I remembered when Christine put her whole hand in my pussy. I realized that I hadn't tried that before now. I moved my thumb under my palm and I thrust my fist into my vagina. The mixture of pain and pleasure was excellent. I started to fuck myself with my own fist and when I came a huge amount of liquid poured onto my hand. This time I felt great as the pressure eased somewhat, but I knew that it wouldn't last to long. I curled up with my fist still in me and fell asleep dreaming about being with Samantha and Christine.

Chapter 6

I was a bit depressed of the thought that I had to go back home. After a fortnight school would be over and the field-work would begin after only a month. My mother lived with my grandmother and they could be very tiresome after only a few hours with them. I had such a good time with Samantha. We were together almost every day for all kinds of activities. I even missed her when we were apart for just a few hours. I really had a crush on her. My own thoughts and feelings towards her bothered me all day and night. Because of my socialization I could not accept the fact that I was a lesbian. I analyzed my memories of past relationships and I had to admit -at least to myself- that had I never been attracted to any man. I felt strange couriosity about other girls' bodies. I had thought that it was for discovering my own sexuality. Now I believe it was more then simple curiousity. I didn't know at that time how to deal with my strange emotions. Luckily I had a very strong personality for a 17 year old, but it took a while before I accepted the fact that I was different. It took even more time to admit it to anybody else. When I met Samantha in the afternoon I saw that she was nervous. She wore a short, light blue, jeans dress with a white t-shirt and without anything underneath. The thought of this made me wet every time. "I had a terrible experience today," she told me when she sat down. "One of my clients noticed that I wasn't wearing panties." "How?" I asked with a grin on my face. "I got used to it," answered Sam after a short pause followed by a scowl. "I probably forgot to keep my legs crossed..." "And what happened?" "At first she probably couldn't believe her eyes. But later on when she realized that what she saw was really my hairless pussy, she started to compliment me." Samantha's voice was full of tension as she gulped nervously between the words. "At first I didn't realize that she had noticed it. She just told me nice things, what a man would normally tell a woman..." "What do you mean by that?" I with big eyes. "Was she a lesbian?" "Definitely," nodded Sam. "What did she tell you?" "At first just very nice compliments, like how beautiful my eyes are and such things. I am telling you I didn't have a clue why she behaved like that. I didn't really care what she said at the beginning because I was focused on my job." She jumped up and started to walk up and down in my room as she continued the story. "Then she complimented me on my figure and when I stood next to her she caressed my thighs." "She did? Like how?" "She did it very naturally. Initially I thought that she did it accidentally. She went on with the compliments and told me that it looked very inviting that I had a completely shaved pussy!" Samantha darted an accusing glance towards me. Her eyes told me that she blamed me because of my idea about not wearing any underwear. "You can imagine how embarassed I felt. I had her lie down for the next treatment and as I stepped next to her she put her hands between my thighs..." "Woooaaa! And what did you do?" I asked her with amazement. "I jumped back and almost yelled at her, but before I could she apologized. I thought again that it was only by chance and since she stopped talking and not telling me any more about my furless sex I trusted that it was really a mishap." "Tell me what did she look like!" I asked impatiently. "She was about 40. Tall, slender, long reddish hair, a kind of ordinary woman. Nothing special about her..." "Then why are you so troubled? It's not a big deal that she saw your..." "ARRRR! I haven't finished yet!" interrupted Samantha with a fretful grimace. "When I was done she gave me more then three times of the amount that I told her and she didn't want anything back! I didn't want to accept it and while we struggled about the money she suddenly reached under my dress and grabbed my pussy..." "Gee! She really wanted you badly! What did you do?" "If you don't intrerrupt me all the time I will tell you!" She was really harassed. "I was shocked and at first I couldn't move, then I pushed her away. She somehow held my lips so tight that as she fell backwards she tugged them. I thought she would tear them. I lost my balance and we both fell on the floor. "Certainly my colleauges will come to help us" I thought, as I broke away from her and got back to my feet. I don't think they realized what the lady had done and fortunately my dress didn't reveal my secret." She took a deep breath and went on. "She stood up as well and left without a word. When I finished with the last client and left the shop, I saw her on the street waiting for me. I was really afraid of her. I thought maybe I should go back inside but then I mustered my courage because I felt it was not very likely that she would attack me on the street." "And what happened?" She gave me a deadly look because I had interrupted her again. "Nothing. She offered me money if I would go with her." "How much?" "Are you kidding?" she snapped. "I didn't listen to her." "Don't be angry! I was just curious." "I want to stop this deal at once! Give me back my panties!" she stepped in front of me. My heart was really overwhelmed with love as we looked at each other. I had taken all of her underwear to prevent her from breaking our deal. "There is nothing wrong with that deal. Do you think this wouldn't have happened if you had your knickers on?" "Certainly." "No. You are wrong! She wanted you and she is probably a little bit crazy that's all." I patted her hand and pulled her down to sit next to me. "Calm down my dear!" I pulled her head to my shoulder and embraced her. I caressed her hair and I wanted her more than anything. I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, but I remained quiet. The recent story convinced me that she was not that kind of girl.

Chapter 7

In the school we had some training classes in the hospital and laboratories. Since everybody had had their evaluation it wasn't that serious. There was a doctor in the lab from the National Drug Research Institute and I got into a conversation with him. I decided to ask him about the N-mobilisine that Christine used on me. He was surprised that I had heard about it. He told me it is a kind of classified military project. A few days after that I got a call from Christine. "I am so glad to hear from you" I told her, and I missed her indeed. "I'm so sorry but I am working on a very hard project so we can't get together. I just wanted to hear about you!" I told her a few things then I decided to tell her about Samantha. I told her that I wanted her, but she was not a lesbian. I confessed that I was afraid of ruining our friendship. Then I asked her to help me to be able to do to Sam what she had done to me! "It's not that simple Petra. This kind of stuff is very dangerous... I cannot help you in this!" she answered. Christine's voice was strange. "Don't be so mean to me! Please! Please, please, please!" I begged her. "You are asking to much my dear! I really would like to help you, but this is extremely dangerous..." "You can ask anything from me, just help me!" "I will think about it..." she said with a sigh after a long silence. "Thank you!" I screamed happily "I really mean it! You can have anything from me!" "Good. Then you will be my slave! You will be my human guinea pig... until... until...." Pause "I won't let you free again. What do you say now?" she sounded different. I would say she scared me a bit as she spoke those words. "I swear that you can do whatever and whenever you want to do with me." "OK. I will send you a very good sleeping pill. Well it's actually a liquid, but it is very good. You have to put it in her drink and it will knock her out for an hour then you have to give her a precise dosage of the N-mobilisine. To tell you her dosage you have to give me a blood sample from her, without that it is too dangerous." "But how can I get a sample from her?" "Are you kidding? You are a would be nurse. You have to know how! I will send you a courier tomorrow morning if you can get it by that time. If not, use the sleeping agent and get blood while she is sleeping!" After I hung up the phone I instantly turned my room upside down looking for a sterile disposable needle and a vial. I called Samantha and I asked her about getting a sample. I told her that I need it for a lab experiment to practice blood type specification. I thought she would raise objections but she did not. I put the sample in an envelope and on the next morning I gave it to the courier who gave me a small package. There was a small bottle in it, with an eyedropper end. With it in three small vials there was a light brown liquid, probably the N-mobilisine. There were even two tiny ampules that was the counteragent of the N-mobilisine according to the attached letter from Christine. She wrote about the dosage of the sleeping agent as well. She also included normal sleeping pills in the package that I could use together with the nerve inhibitor. I put the agent into my bag for when I went to meet Samantha. I was very nervous; I could not concentrate on the film that we saw at the theater. It was a thriller and I didn't understand it at all. We went up to her flat after the film to eat something. We weren't in the mood to sit in a restaurant or anywhere else. I put 5 drops of the sleeping agent into her drink when she went into the kitchen for ice. Based on the table that was included in Christine's letter for her weight 3 drops would be enough for an hour, but I wanted to be sure that she would not wake up by chance. She fell asleep 15 minutes after she drank her beverage. She fought against the sleepiness for a few minutes. When she went into the bathroom she fell asleep on the toilet. I brought her to the bed and stripped her down. I just stared her beautiful body for a few minutes, before I started to caress her. I ran my fingers through her blond hair, I caressed her statue-like face with the tips of my spread fingers. I got totally excited when I kissed her on her mouth. I slipped my tongue between her soft lips and licked and sucked her mouth. It was just fantastic. I moved to her white neck and I kissed her all over like she was fully awake and ready for my love. Suddenly I decided to go down on her and I started to suck on her glorious pussylips. She tasted wonderful. She didn't react, her pussy didn't get wet, except from my saliva. She breathed normally, she did not feel anything. I sucked her meaty labia into my mouth and then closed my teeth at the base of her lips while I made circles with my playful tongue darting between her luscious lips. I bit her tender flesh and moved my jaw left and right with the pussy lips between my teeth. After awhile I started to suck on her pussy and her lips got swollen from my activity. Her labia became somewhat puffy from the strong suction. It was even reddish and plump when I started to chew it. While I sucked and licked her pussy I fingered and rubbed my own. I did not cum because I concentrated more on her then on myself. I'm not sure how long I would hanve done it if she hadn't moved and her lips unexpectedly smacked out of my mouth. She pulled her legs up and after a while she turned to her side. I cuddled up to her and turned off the lights. I caressed her a little bit more before I fell asleep. On the next day she acted normally and I was sure she hadn't noticed what had happened. When we got up I looked at her naked body and I saw instantly that her lips were more prominent than usual. After her shower I started to tease her about that. "I see that yours get bigger from the hot water as well!" she stopped front of the mirror and glanced at her pubes. "Maybe..." she shrugged. "Maybe?" I echoed her "They are dangling like newly washed underwear! You always tease me about this too! Don't you remember?" "Ok. I got your point. I won't tease you any more about this." She replied with a snap. I dropped the subject and I hardly could wait for the call from Christine. She did not call me that day only the next afternoon. She told me the dosage and a few instructions. After my question she told me her blood type as well. In the afternoon I was in the gym with Samantha and since I had left my bicycle at her apartment we went back there together. Before we left I put 5 drops of the sleeping liquid in her bottle of juice in the locker-room while she was on the toilet. She drank a few sips while we walked back. Before I unlocked my bicycle she had gulped down 2/3 of the bottle. I watched as she opened the door and I left. I waited 15 minutes around the next corner and then pedaled back. I waited for a neighbor who opened the gate and I went to her flat. I didn't have a key so I hoped that she didn't lock the door before she fell asleep. I took out one of the plastic cards from my bag and started to work on the lock. We had done this together once when she left her keys inside and the draft shut the door. I managed to open it without any difficulties. It was very exciting. I felt like I was in a James Bond movie. I shouted her name but there wasn't any answer. I found her front of the TV, sleeping like a child. A few drops of saliva were in the corner of her half opened mouth. I put my towel on the bed to absorb the juices and I put her on it. I gave her the N-mobilisine injection. Christine told me that I should wait about an hour for it to take effect, and I had to watch her pulse and breath after thirty minutes after the injection. In the meantime I got her keys and I went to make a copy of them for the next time. Adrenaline was filling my body with excitement. My ethics made me know that what I had just done was wrong, but my sexual drive was stronger then any conscious motive. When I got back I checked her life signs and they were absolutely normal. I started to kiss her on the mouth and on her neck. I was surprised when she opened her eyes. It meant that the sleeping agent had dissolved and she woke up because of my kisses. Her eyes followed me and I heard an almost inaudible moan. I kissed her mouth again and I told her that she was dreaming. I penetrated her closed mouth and gently licked and sucked her lips. Then I reached out with my tongue and I licked her. Her tongue wasn't as lifeless as her numb body. I remembered the feeling, and I believe that I had moved mine a little bit as well, and I could swallow too. Her eyes were closed now and on her relaxed features it seemed that she enjoyed the experience. I kissed and licked her slender neck, while my fingers explored her motionless figure. I moved downwards towards her erect nipples. It seemed that her body had already reacted from the kisses. I played with her small firm tits. I slowly massaged them and made circles with my tongue and mouth on them before I touched her left nipple. At first I only licked it with the tip of my tongue. If it was possible her nipples got even harder. I licked it a few times before I sucked it in. I kissed the erect, pink bud, darted with it playfully. I grabbed her other nipple with my thumb and index and pinched it a few times before I started to roll it between my fingers. While I sucked on her left breast I pulled and tugged her right nipple. I felt her breathing quicken. I started to use my teeth on her sensitive flesh and while I held her nipple between them I pulled my head away from her body. While I let my mouth relax I took her erect nipples between my fingers. I pulled them gently upwards while I started to make small circles with them. As my excitement heightened I pulled harder and the circles got bigger and faster. I didn't want to lose control because I wanted to avoid leaving any traces of my activity on her body, but I played a lot with her tits before I moved down to the treasure between her legs. She was dripping wet and she tasted wonderful. I licked and sucked her juices. They were different from mine. They were more mucous like and had a stronger scent. It was sweet and sour at once. She had a very good taste. She was different from Christine as well. Christine didn't have any noticeable taste or scent. I sucked slowly and gently on her great lips. I enjoyed every drop of her nectar. I stuck out my tongue and licked her smooth pussy all over. Then I stretched the lips wide and I licked her pinkish skin with slow long motions. After a while I concentrated on her clit and licked it gently. I slowly increased the pace. She rewarded me with more of her rich juices. I sucked and bit her swollen clit and licked it in circles and all over. It felt wonderful. I forgot about the fact that she was not taking part in this of her own will, and maybe she didn't enjoy it as much as I did. After hours of oral stimulation my mouth got tired so I inserted two fingers in her and started to fuck her. She wasn't tight at all, but this was partly from the administered medicine. I put in two more fingers and I tried to stimulate her G-spot. I heard her moaning. It seemed that her nerves started to react. I fucked her like crazy while I squeezed her clit between my fingers. At the end I grabbed her lips, one with each hand, and I stretched and pulled them. I made circles with them, stretching them wide and pulling them downwards far away from her hairless slit. I enjoyed watching as her whole pussy stretched with its tortured lips. I played with her labia a lot, until I noticed that she moved her head. I got scared when I glanced at my watch. I had played more then 6 hours with her. I kissed her and caressed her face. I whispered to her how much I wanted her and that I loved her very much. I got my bag and I took out a syringe. I sucked up a small amount of a sleeping agent and from the neutralizer which helped to dissolve the N-mobilisine. It was possible to administer it either directly to the blood flow or to the tissue. I was aware that she could sense everything and if I give her an injection she would see the spot the next day when she woke up. I got an idea and I inserted my two fingers into her pussy, opened it and then I injected the contents of the syringe into the wall of her vagina. I noticed that she jerked from the minor pain that the needle bite caused. After she fell asleep I pulled her over to the bathroom and put her into the shower. I turned on the shower and cleaned her pussy. After a session like this it will still ooze juices and maybe that could give her the idea that it wasn't a dream at all. I tried to insert the showerhead into her sex but it didn't fit in. I dressed her and pulled her back to the couch where I found her. It was an enormous job, and I got very tired when I finished with everything. I collected all of my stuff and left. On the next day in the afternoon Samantha called me. She told me that she would like to tell me what happened to her. She came to my place and I was very curious about how she would tell me about her 'dream'. To my absolute surprise and disappointment she started to talk about a guy who is one of her regular clients. She had mentioned him earlier and I knew that once she was in a movie with him. I didn't think that it had any importance. This time he invited her for a dinner. I offered her to accompany them, but she refused. She started to talk about the dress that she would like to wear and couldn't stop talking about him. I told her that I am not really interested so she left me there in tears. I really cried after she had gone. I thought that we could be so happy with each other...

Chapter 8 - Romance and fury

Samantha's romance was getting really serious. We only met once in the gym in the next few days, and he waited for her even after that. This was supposed to be our last night together because on the next day I was going back home. He did not respect this he even invited us for a dinner. He was holding Samantha's hand, which made me even more frustrated. "I would like to cook you something very special!" he said with a big smile. I was sure this prick was thinking of having a threesome. "I am not hungry." "C'mon Petra, Michael is a very good cook! Let's go!" asked Samantha "I already bought everything." "I prefer to go home. The train will leave early." "I will give you a ride. If you want I can help you pack your things!" Samantha desperately wanted to save the situation. "I am good with packing as well!" offered Michael. "I can imagine!" I didn't try to conceal that I hated him "I already packed everything." "If you two want to chit-chat about female issues I can stay in the background..." "I don't think that would help!" I was very angry and he just made me crazy. We reached Samantha's apartment where we stood for a moment in annoying silence. "Are you sure, Petra?" Samantha stepped towards the entrance. "I am." I nodded. "I even have your favourite wine... At least drink a glass before you go!" "You are very kind Sam, but I think I am just a fifth wheel. I don't want to disturb you..." "Don't be a kid! You won't disturb us at all!" She grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "Really you don't have to feel like that!" he added. "OK. Just a drink, then I will leave." An idea flashed into my mind. I realized that the drugs were still in my bag. I decided to go for this night. My favorite wine was his favorite as well and we opened the second bottle even before the dinner was ready. I wanted to drink only one glass and leave, but I wouldn't get the opportunity to put the sleeping agent into their drinks. I managed to put it in their glasses when Samantha got the next bottle and Michael was still in the kitchen. I didn't wait any more. I got up and told them that I was leaving. Samantha tried to convince me to stay, but I had done everything that was necessary to prepare a perfect night. I hoped that they would drink their wine soon. She escorted me to the door: "I have to tell you that I am a bit disappointed in you" she said it in a low but sharp voice. "You?" I snapped. "Keep it down! I don't want Michael to hear us!" she glanced back towards the kitchen. "I thought you were more mature, and you behaved like an adult. I didn't expect this kind of behavior from you. I understand that it is not an good feeling to see that another has something that you don't..." "What are you talking about? You shouldn't lecture me about behavior, because you are the one who didn't respect my feelings. I thought we could have a nice evening together. I hoped you would tell me about your relationship... You are the one who let me down!" "I'm sorry Petra!" she touched my shoulder and tried to raise my head to be able to look into my eyes. "You should understand that this is important to me." "Yesss I know" I sighted and moved towards the stairs "I know..." "Petra, please!" I stopped in the staircase and I heard her close the door. I sneaked back and I inserted my key and opened the door. They were in the kitchen and I sneaked into the sleeping room and from there out to the balcony. If they discovered me I would tell them that I came back to apologize - not that I wanted to. The flat had a long balcony and there were exits to the terrace from the living room and from the sleeping room too. I saw the dining table through the venetian blinds. The glasses were still full with wine. After a while they returned. Michael kissed her on the neck as she put down the bowl with the food. They started to eat. Both of them sipped the wine after every other bite. When they were ready Michael's glass was empty and he poured some more for both of them. Samantha got up and put on some music. They sat down on the couch with glasses in hand. They started to kiss, and I was glad that they didn't have too much time. After a while she went towards the bathroom and he poured some more wine for himself. He didn't drink it because he fell asleep. Since Samantha did not come back I went inside and I found her sleeping on the toilet again. I gave her the N-mobilisine injection and I had dinner before I pulled her over to the bed. I prepared the bed with my towel again, and this time I didn't bother to watch her life signs carefully as I was sure she would be fine. For this occasion I put a scarf over her eyes to blindfold her and earplugs into her ears. Before the sleeping agent dissolved I already started to play with her gorgeous body. When I realized that she was awake her pussy lips were already swollen and red from the sucking. I started to play with her clitty. Her sex instantly started to get wet. I heard low almost inaudible moans from her as my tongue circled around her erect clit. I began to flick it with my tongue. At first only slowly and lightly touching her clit with my tongue, then again as I increased my speed and pressure as well. I felt her enhanced breathing and I really had a great time playing with her most sensitive organ. I slurped her nectar from her dangling lips and entrance before I started to massage her pussy with my hand. I was still angry with her and all of my fury concentrated on the little pink bundle of pleasure. I rubbed her clitty continuously with incredible speed and ferocity. She made a low throaty sound continuously, I was not sure if she was in pain or in pleasure. I wanted to inflict pain so I forced my whole fist into her pussy. Since I am very petite I have small hands, but it didn't get in very easily. I wanted to hurt her because she let me down. I was sure that it was a painful experience for her. I didn't care about leaving some kind of an evidence that her dreams are real. I was just fucking her like crazy until my arm and hand were hurting from the exertion. I lost control totally. I suddenly realized that Michael moved, that the sleeping agent had slowly dissolved in his robust body. I quickly gave him a new dose with a syringe. He was on the verge of consciousness because he jerked when the needle pieced his skin through the fabric of his jeans. I got back to the tortured pussy of my beloved. I grasped her lips at the very base and pulled them downwards towards me. Despite my firm grip they slowly slipped out of my fingers. I grabbed them again at the base and repeated the pulling. I continued this for a hundred times, then I had to pull Samantha back onto the bed because I had pulled her down to the end of the mattress because I really applied a lot of force. I liked those huge flaps. I started another stretching season. This time I worked only on one labium at a time. I clutched it in the middle with both hands and stretched the soft skin in opposing directions, upwards and downwards. This way I could enjoyed the view of her enormous flaps' breadth. I repeated it hundred times on both sides. At the end her lips were flaming red. Samantha had a very nice clitoris. I grabbed it between my thumb and index finger and tugged it. She moaned very audibly this time and she even tried to move, but her nerves weren't ready for the job and only her muscles trembled in a few desperate attempts. After tugging her clit a few more times I decided to leave. This time it was very easy to keep her pussy open while I give the injection into the wall of her vagina. I collected my things and I pulled her over to Michael. I put them in each other's arms and left. I didn't had any time to sleep before I caught the train. My mother waited at the train station. I didn't have a good relationship with her, but it was nice to see her. I didn't want to call Samantha because I still had ambivalent feelings. My curiosity won at the end and I called her in the evening. Because she didn't know my home number she wouldn't be able to reach me. "Hello Samantha!" "Petra!" her voice sounded worried "I am glad to hear you! Did you have a good trip?" "Yes. Thank you." "Well..." she sighted after a long silence "Please tell me, are still you mad at me?" "Yes." I told her the truth without hesitation. "But I think we both overreacted. You have become a very desireable woman. I have to accept that." "Thank you!" "Now tell me how was the dinner?" "The dinner was fine, but there was something wrong..." she replied in a low voice. "What do you mean by that?" "Well I'm really not sure. I fell asleep right after dinner." "Ahh! I can imagine how disappointed he was..." I laughed outloud. "There is something that happened with me while I was asleep." "Did he try to...?" "I don't know. I had a strange dream. Kind of... I dreamt about you!" "Like what?" "I don't remember" she lied. She sighed again "I think he maybe tried to fuck me..." "Are you serious?" I interrupted her. "I really don't know but my pussy hurts like hell. It feels like thousand horses fucked me through the night." "How did he behave in the morning?" "He was normal. He was ashamed because he fell asleep. At least that was what he told me." "Did you believe him?" I asked her hoarsely. "Actually no. I really don't know what to think. He seemed so nice!" she fetched a sigh. "It doesn't make a sense. I would have let him fuck me anyway..." "Yesterday I fell asleep very quickly as well" I told her suddenly "I almost was sound asleep even on the way home..." "It happened to me a few times before. I suddenly got very tired and fell asleep quickly." "Well it doesn't matter how tired you were. I don't think that he could do anything to you without waking you up!" "Yes. You are right! But what happened then with my cunt?" asked Samantha. "Tell me about it!" "It is like... Well it does look a little bit unusual. My lips are extremely floppy and they are sore at touching... and... and... my inside is aching and burning very badly. It's red over all." "Maybe you have some kind of infection. You should see the doctor!" "I don't know. I didn't have anybody for a while. Well maybe the swimming pool." "You got a point there. Do you remember that you always told me that mine are hanging lower..." "Is yours all right?" she broke off. "Certainly." "Then I'll go see the doctor on Monday. I let you know about the results. Good bye, and take care!" "You too! And be careful with that guy!"

Chapter 9 - The present

At home it was very boring. I read a lot and masturbated all day. I couldn't stop touching myself. I was horny all the time and it didn't matter how often I satisfied myself. One afternoon I tied a string to my lips. I stretched them wide and tied the strings together behind my waist. This way I had both hands free to play on my broadly opened cunt. The whole area of sensitive skin was stretched out to make me feel better. I kept my lips tied and stretched wide til evening. When I removed the strings my lips looked a little bit out of shape and they were sore. Fisting got to be my daily routine. I could relax my muscles and this way my hand slipped in and out as if it were a finger. This way I achieved a kind of different orgasm. I didn't want to ruin myself so I started to practice vaginal muscle training. This is a kind of ancient practice that originated in the east. It is very healthy because it allows more control on the muscles in the pubic region. On Wednesday Samantha called me to tell me about her visit at the gynaecologist. "I don't know what it was but by the time I got to the doctor my pussy was fine. They examined me and she said, probably it was just strained. She told me that I overused it!" "Overused?" I echoed "You have a female gyno?" "Yes. She even commented on my smoothness!" she said it with pride in her voice. "Really?" "Yeah. I told her that I'm a beautician and I wax it. She took samples and she called me today to tell me that everything is fine. So I am really puzzled." "I can imagine. And how is dear Michael? Did you meet him?" "Yes, but I don't want to stay alone with him. At least not at the moment. But he is uncomplaining. You don't like him, do you?" "No. I don't. But I don't have to! You are the one who wants to fuck with him..." "Don't be so rude, Petra!" she interrupted with much indignation. "Well, that is a fact, my dear!" "You are just saying this because you are grudging..." "Don't start this again." I raised my voice. "I told you that I just don't want to lose our friendship because of that dickhead!" "He is not a dickhead..." "Yeah, he is not! He is just a prick!" I told her smiling in advance on the possible reaction. "Let's stop this argument! I don't want to lose you either, so relax!" "Fine. I will call you soon, if I don't die of boredom." "Bye!" I was about to start playing with my restless pussy when the phone rang. To my surprise it was Christine. My aunt had given her the number so she managed to reach me. She told me that she would like to meet me, so we agreed on a date for the next day. I told my mother that I had to leave for a while. Next morning when I got off the train I felt overwhelming joy when I saw Christine on the platform. We went to her car and this time she didn't want to hide anything from me. We were chatting on the way. I could see where she drove. We left the small town behind where the train arrived and reached a small village. She turned onto a dirt road and soon we reached a nice farm. It looked deserted. It was surprising that the old gates opened automatically. When we were inside I identified the place as the one where we were together before. We kissed after we entered the house and soon we were on the couch kissing and petting. It turned me on very much when she pulled her panties aside and moved her pussy to my mouth. She sat on my head and I started to feast on her dripping snatch. I was gentle this time and obviously she didn't mind. I licked her shaved majora while her lips caressed my face as they hung low. Then I grabbed one of the dangling labium with my teeth and pulled on it. She moaned and she pulled up my t-shirt to access my tits. I tugged her lips a few times then I slowly sucked them into my eager mouth. While I sucked her pendulous lips she grasped my nipples and pinched and rolled them between her long fingers. My head moved up and down as I sucked up to her slit and then down when her lips escaped from between my teeth and lips. She enjoyed the sensation and she rocked her ass in a steady rhythm. I did not let her lips out all the way; I immediately started to suck harder and moved my head towards her when I reached their tip. I reached out with my hands to reciprocate the wonderful feelings that she caused me through the nipple play. I grabbed her protruding nipples and started to rub them between my index finger and thumb. I did this very gently as well, while I changed the tactic down there. I penetrated her cunt with my stuck out tongue and licked her vagina as deep as I could. I moved the tip of my tongue occasionally on her erect clit flicking it gently. I felt the tension in her and I believe she had one or two minor orgasms. She suddenly pushed my head to the clit to indicate what she wanted. I concentrated on it making circles around it with my tongue, then sucked on it with my mouth while flicking it with my agile tongue. I did not stopped playing with her large nipples, I pulled and squeezed them as they deserved. I felt her body trembling and she collapsed on me stopping the pleasurable torture on my tits. I let her nipples free and I put my hand on her labia to spread them. This way I was able to bite on her erect clit that pushed her to another climax. I closed my teeth on her pleasure organ while I flicked its little head with my tongue making her squeal like a pig for minutes. After a while she moved away from my mouth and asked me to stop. She was breathing heavily and lay on her side curled up like a hedgehog. "Girl you are killing me!" she whispered and embraced me and pulled me to her. "Are you all right?" I asked her while I was scanning her features from an unusually close distance. She opened her eyes and nodded, then closed them again. She fell asleep in a few minutes. I watched her face with the tiny wrinkles and freckles and I found her beautiful. I didn't feel the same towards her as I did for Samantha, but I was sure that I could spend the rest of my life watching this pretty face and licking her pussy. I fell asleep as well, in the comfort of her presence. I woke up feeling her kissing my neck. I stretched out and smiled at her, she moved the hair from my face and smiled too. "You are a little devil!" she said with sparks in her eyes. "I haven't had so much fun in ages... You have a talent for licking pussy! I think it's my turn now, but let us eat something else first!" She got up and served food on a plate. "Let's go out to the swimming pool and you can tell me about your love with that girl!" While we ate I explained the situation and I told her every detail of my recent activities with Samantha. I didn't see any reaction on her face but she said that she was surprised because of my courage. I also told her what I knew about N-mobilisine. She darted a serious glance at me and knit her eyebrows. "I can tell you my secret! I work for a research institute and yes we deal with military projects as well, but I am a biologist. Well I have a degree in neurology as well from the medical university so mostly I deal with projects in this field." She raised her eyebrows. "Is there anything else what you would like to know?" "You tried out N-mobilisine on me! Did you test it on humans before?" "I am usually do on things which I am pretty sure of. You were not in danger..." "But it was not tested on humans before." "Well if that's what you want to hear officially - no. I had already tried it out in a similar situation." "Ahh! So I wasn't the first one who you kidnapped." "Not the first and not the last, but you did something like that on your girlfriend as well. Don't forget about that!" a coy smile played on her pretty face. "I trust you completely. I will show you my lab tomorrow! I have a few ideas to try out on you!" She got up and slowly caressed me. She stripped me down. I was still sitting on the bed next to the pool. She inserted her index finger into my mouth and with my saliva she creamed my nipple. It looked great as it shined in the sun. She repeated it a few times. I felt it was highly erotic, my nipples got erect and sensitive. She creamed it more and more. Then the next time she pulled out her finger she moved it to my pussy. She parted my lips and retracted the hood and slowly creamed my clit with my saliva. She dipped her finger into the small puddle that I had built in my entrance and she put her index finger again into my mouth. I tasted myself then she dipped her finger again and this time she creamed my clit with my juice. It was very exciting to see and feel what she did. After a while she dipped all of her fingers into my juice and spread the juice on my clit. She massaged my clit with her spread fingers while she still kept my hood retracted with the other hand. She smeared my juices all over my pubes and now she rubbed my sensitive area with her palm and open fingers. She kept my clit exposed to her touch. I couldn't bear it any more and pleasure swept over my mind. She noticed my climax and she let my hood go but she continued to rub my juices all over my pubic region. She squatted front of me and licked me clean. Then she began to attack my clit again with her mouth while one of her hands was busy inside me and the other played with my nipple. She licked and sucked my clit with ferocity while she massaged my g-spot. Actually I don't have a g-spot I am not very sensitive inside. She realized it and she penetrated my vagina with her fist. This gave me the necessary boost and this time I squirted while I was coming. Her fist was much bigger then mine so it was more on the painful side of the threshold of pleasure and pain. She did not pull it out but kept on fucking me while she rubbed my juices on my pubes that I had flooded myself a moment before. She rubbed my clit more intensely and she fucked harder then before. It didn't take long for me to come again. She slowed down and removed her fist. She let me lick clean her hand. I tasted good on her. We got into the swimming pool. I enjoyed that day very much. We talked a lot about various issues. "You saved me from dieing of boredom!" I mentioned to her when we lay out in the late afternoon sun. "Why? You didn't have any fun at home?" she wondered. "Not really. I just touch myself all day and read!" "You do?" She cocked an eyebrow "How often do you please yourself?" "I can't tell. Way too often. I don't count them." "Then I have a very interesting solution for you..." "And what is it?" I interrupted. "You will see it tomorrow! For now we should get dressed and go out for a dinner!" We had a nice dinner in the nearby village and then we walked around a bit. I was surprised when I learned that she is married and has two kids. Her family didn't know about this house of hers! When we got back to the house I heard her speaking on the phone. I took a shower and joined her on the coach watching TV. She got up and led me by the hand to a room. She asked me to lay down on the bed. I did so and I saw straps that she put on my ankles and wrists. She secured them to the bedposts and put extra straps around my knees. I lay there spread-eagled that I felt very exciting. She sat down between my legs and spanked my exposed pussy with her opened hand. It hurt but I got soaking wet within seconds. She thrust one of her hands into my pussy, since I was turned on and lay in a good position for fisting, she slipped it in without any effort. She started to fist me. Moving her hand in and out and rotating it while it was in. Her big hand turned me on very much. It hurt less now, but still stretched me way beyond pleasure. She kept spanking my mons and clit and I slowly came like hell. I squirted again as usual when I got off from fisting. When I started to regain control I felt her other hand's fingers next to her fist. She slowly worked in her four fingers and it was more than I could bear. I bit my mouth and tried not to cry out. She leaned down to start to give oral stimulation to my clit. It wasn't an easy task since her hand filled almost everything, but she managed. She kept trying to put her other hand in me but that was impossible so she gave up after a while. She jumped up and went to a drawer. She held a little device in her hand. A cable connected an egg form to a small box. The box had a button and two sliders. She pressed the button and I felt it when she pushed the metallic egg on my clit. It vibrated gently. I always wanted to try out a vibrator but so far I hadn't. This wasn't a classical vibrator but it felt wonderful. I noticed Christine's hand reach for a long, broad tape, almost like a bandage but broader. She pulled it under me and around my waist then back on the other side tying the vibrating egg to me. It did a very nice job. I had multiple orgasms one after another. It was getting to be too much after a while. I couldn't come any more but it kept me on a very high level of arousal. Christine must be an empath because she squatted to my side and she started to squeeze my nipples. I had enough for one more climax, but I was sure that I would faint if she didn't turn it off. She didn't. She squatted above my head and dropped her floppy lips into my opened mouth. She let me close my mouth and suck on them but she slowly pulled them out. When they smacked out she lowered her hips again while she held my nipples between her torturing fingers. I lost all sense of space and time. I don't know how long this lasted, but I remember my last orgasm was caused by her fisting hand again. She removed the tape that held the egg in place, and she put the egg inside me and adjusted one of the sliders. Before I knew it she slipped her fist in after the egg. As she did this I came instantly. For the first time in my life I squirted about half meters away, normally I just run like an open tap when I squirted but the fluid never shot out like that. By the way, the squirting thing was also new to me, I did it when I fisted. Christine let me free and we slept together. It was a very nice feeling her hold me with strong arms and to embrace her. After a breakfast we swam again. After we dried off in the morning sun she went inside and dressed. She wore a white t-shirt with a long lab coat. She ordered me to the car. I had to sit in it naked. I was already wet from the situation. We drove about an hour when we got to a modern building complex. She drove into the underground garage and parked the car. "Stay here while I get a trolley!" she left and came back in a few minutes with a hospital trolley. "Hop on and play dead!" I laid down on the trolley and she covered me with a white sheet. Not my head just my body. She signalled again to stay quiet. She rolled the trolley to a lift and I saw under my half opened eyelids that she showed a card to a security guard. He just nodded and we entered the elevator. We reached the surface and we left the building. We crossed the yard and entered into an other building. More security guards, this time one of them took a look at me. I did not understood them, I think they were speaking in a strange lingo. One more ride in a lift and then we arrived at a lobby. I think it was something like a hospital's reception area. There were three other trolleys but I could see only the next one with a middle aged woman on it. She was very pale, but obviously alive. I heard Christine's voice and others as well. After a few minutes a short guy stepped up to my trolley and he started to roll it. I panicked because I thought Christine did not know about this. We entered a most unusual laboratory. I heard strange noises around me and then the trolley stopped. The guy leaned close to me, I even felt his breath on my face. "Hello pretty one!" he whispered. He lifted the sheet to peek at me. "Wow!" he whistled and touched my breast and moved his hand down "You have a real nice shaved one." He commented as his hand reached my naked pussy. I was about to stop him when he put the sheet back and stepped away from the trolley. I heard Christine's voice as she dismissed him. "He touched me!" I told her. Christine helped me down from the trolley and she directed me to a bed which had different devices attached to one end. I laid down again. "They are like that. Never mind!" She opened a container and got out a vial. She opened a safe like fridge and got out an ampoule. She broke off the top of the ampoule and poured its contents into the vial. Then she put it on a device what started to spin the vial for a while. Christine put on disposable gloves and she washed down my pubic area with a light brown liquid, and then she irrigated it as well with the same liquid. I was puzzled at she was doing, I kept asking her but she just smiled and ignored my questions completely. Then she got a small paintbrush. She dipped it into the vial and slowly and very carefully started to put it onto my most private parts. She covered my lips and clit with the honey like liquid, then she worked inside my vagina with the brush. After she finished she carefully cleaned the stuff from my majora, and from my pubes. The liquid dried and she could adjust my lips like a soft wire. They protruded straight down and a bit away from each other. She covered the outer side of them and put down her gloves. When she was ready she lifted a small microphone like instrument from the bed's end. She turned it on and scanned my pubes very closely. I felt a very light tickling sensation. "It's an ultrasonic device" this time she commented her activity "It won't take too long!" "What is it good for?" "It activates the chemical process in this gel that I applied to your pussy" she replied briefly. She didn't say anything more. Then she gave me an injection and with that she was ready. I had excepted more from this visit. I thought she had something more kinky on her mind. I had to lay back on the trolley and we left the institute. In the car I kept asking her, what did she do. "I've told you that I'm involved in different neurological researches, haven't I?" I nodded in understanding while she continued "The gel gets into your nerves on the treated area. It boosts the performance of the dentrits, which will makes the area extremely sensitive. You will love this feeling! Well it has a nasty side effect, but you will learn about that later." She prepared a bath for me I had to soak in it for an hour. I didn't feel any more sensitivity, it felt normal after the rubber like coating dissolved. The day went on, we spent a lot of time in the pool, playing and chatting in the water. Right after we got back from dinner I felt a tingle in my pussy. I mentioned that to her and I ended up on the bed in straps. The prickle increased and I was getting aroused by it. After a while Christine joined me and she smeared my juices on my pussy. It was indeed an extraordinary sensation. I almost came from this simple action. She laid between my legs and started to lick me. The touch of her tongue felt like there was electricity running from it. I started to come almost at once and the feelings ware getting better and better. I got in a highly aroused state, and no matter what she did to me and I came instantly. She began to suck on my lips, her tongue darted on them inside her mouth. I couldn't differentiate any more between the overwhelming sensations. My consciousness was washed away in a series of orgasms. I moaned and screamed but I didn't realize that it was me. The world blacked out and there was only the most intense pleasure that I had ever experienced in my entire life. The waves of climax carried on for hours or only for minutes I couldn't tell. I was unable to get out of the whirlpool of enjoyment until I fainted. I woke up in Christine's arms. My head was on her shoulder and she embraced me in her sleep. The straps weren't on me so I lifted up my head and kissed her cheeks. She opened her grey eyes and smiled, she kissed me back on my mouth and down on my neck. I reciprocated and I went down on her protruding nipples. I circled around them but I wanted to tease her more so I continued on her sides and belly. I kissed her shaved pubes but I avoided her pussy I went to her thighs. I kissed the inside and slowly licked towards her feet. I sucked each toe and licked backwards to her waiting slit, but I passed it and licked up to her tits. This time I gave a long and substantial blowjob to her nipples. "Hurt me, Petra!" Christine wheezed "Bite them! Chew them! Tear them off!" I grabbed the base of her nipple between my teeth I set my jaws and I moved my head. I tugged the little thing with considerable force, while I rolled and pulled her other nipple between my fingers. She dropped her head back and moaned loudly. I chewed her nipple with my sharp teeth while I dipped two fingers into her. I massaged her g-spot and clit at the same time while tortured her nipples without pause. Her body strained in an arch and then droped. She heaved for minutes for air then she embraced me. We were in each other's arms for a few minutes before she broke the silence. "Do you have your rings with you?" "Well... You want to... You mean now?" I stammered in shock. "Why not? I know you love pain but we can inflict enough pain later. But let's eat something first." "I don't really understand what you mean." I made big eyes. I gave her the small box with the rings. "I mentioned you the side effect of the fluid I used yesterday." She said while putting the rings in a small bowl with red solution in it. "During those fireworks... how should I express myself... your nerve endings burnt out temporarily." "Ahh! It is numb?" I touched myself as I said that. "More then numb they are dead!" She was right my lips and clit couldn't feel anything. I dipped my finger between them but I couldn't sense that either. It was a very strange sensation. Christine finished breakfast and she told me to eat. After breakfast we went to the room and there she put on disposable gloves, she washed down the area marked the right place on both of my lips and she used some kind of forceps to grab my labium and poke it through with a disposable introcan needle. She placed in the pretty ring that she opened with another kind of forceps. She repeated the procedure on my other labia and then I was ready. I bled only a little bit. I walked to the mirror and took a look. It was very nice. I adored the view of my hairless pussy with the rings dangling from my floppy skins. The weight of the rings kept my lips straight. They looked much better this way. Christine gave me a few instructions on how I should take care of my piercings. She reminded me not to play with them until they fully healed which would be in about two weeks. She gave me a bottle with a solution that I had to use to clean the piercings in the first few days, and a jar with a cream. She said to treat my lips with it regularly. We dressed properly and she drove me to the railway station. Before we parted she gave me her phone number.