Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2013 15:35:11 -0500 (EST)
From: senor longo
Subject: Brooke

Brooke (F/F, D/s, Humiliation, WaterSports, Toys, Interracial) by senorlongo
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Chapter  1
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Thank God for the scholarship. Without that Brooke didn't think she could
afford college—at least not this college. She had run cross country for five
 years in high school, actually starting as a precocious eighth grader,
eventually winning States as a senior. Now, however, she was having difficulty
 with her coach. Sammy wasn't much older than the girls she coached—mid 20'
s at  the most—but she had been an extremely successful runner, both at
cross country  and track where she specialized in the longer distances. Despite
Brooke's  successes as a freshman, now, as a sophomore, the coach was
giving it to her.  Sammy showered with the girls every day and she didn't like
the thick bush  around Brooke's cunt. One day she took Brooke aside. "I want
you to shave your  pussy," she said boldly. "It'll help you run faster."
"Gee, I never heard  anything like that before. I've been pretty good just
as things are, haven't  I?"
"Listen carefully. If you don't shave that thing I'm going to yank your
scholarship."
"You can't do that!" Brooke gulped, knowing full well that the  coach had
total control of her.
"Oh, yeah? Just watch me. You know where I  live so come over at eight
tonight and I'll show you how to do it. Oh,  yeah...don't be late" Then Sammy
turned and strode away, a small but devious smile  on her face.
Brooke knew she was fucked. There were rumors about girls who  went to Sammy
's place—rumors about exotic lesbian activities. As much as Brooke  was
afraid she couldn't stop the tingling in her pussy—she was actually excited
at the thought of being blackmailed by the coach, for that was exactly what
it  was—blackmail.
Brooke knocked on the door at eight sharp. It was only a  second or two
before Sammy answered, dressed in a fishnet teddy that showed  everything to
her student. Sammy's large D-cup breasts were compressed only  slightly by the
elastic garment. Her nipples poked out the holes in the mesh—and  they were
hard! Brooke gulped, embarrassed, but her pussy was jumping with
excitement.
"C'mon in. I like punctuality, so that's a plus for you. Let's go  to the
bathroom. I need to shave, too, so I'll show you how to do it." They went
directly to the bathroom where Brooke reluctantly stripped down. Sammy
produced  some small but sharp scissors to trim Brooke's pubic hairs prior to
the shaving.  Then Sammy filled her large whirlpool tub, inviting Brooke to
join her. They sat  in the hot water. "This makes the shaving a lot easier—
and a lot closer. I  really love that and you will, too—believe me. You will
love it." Somehow Brooke  didn't think Sammy was talking about the shaving,
but even the thought of that  made her excited. When Sammy stood up she
produced a can of shaving cream.  "C'mon, you can do me. I'll show you what to
do and then I'll do you." That's  what Brooke was afraid of, but what could
she do? Sammy had her by the short  hairs—no pun intended.
Brooke took the can and slowly applied the shaving  cream around Sammy's
cunt. This was the first time she had ever touched another  woman's privates.
She found she liked the sensations it yielded. Carefully  following Sammy's
directions she shaved her coach's mound. Rinsing brought her  hand directly
into contact with Sammy's snatch. Sammy shuddered at Brooke's  touch, and,
to be honest, so did Brooke. Then it was Brooke's turn. She rose and
submitted herself to her coach. She was sure this was sexual harassment, but  what
could she do? It would be her word against that of her respected coach and
she had come to the coach's home willingly. Sammy applied the shaving soap,
 taking extra care to stroke Brooke's wet cunt. Brooke couldn't stifle the
moan  that escaped her lips. She closed her eyes as Sammy shaved her clean,
something  she hadn't been since she went through puberty when she was
eleven. When she was  done Sammy kneeled in front of Brooke and kissed her
pussy. That opened Brooke's  eyes, for sure. When Sammy applied her tongue to
Brooke, she felt the ecstasy of  the older woman's touch. Brooke arched her
back pushing her pussy forward as she  opened her legs to give Sammy full
access. Sammy rammed her tongue deep into  Brooke's tunnel. Brooke had to hold
onto the adjacent wall to keep from falling,  so weak were her legs under this
onslaught. Sammy laughed, "Don't tell me this  is the first time you've
been with another woman?"
"Yes," Brooke croaked,  "but it feels so good—so fucking good."
"Yes, it does. I'll enjoy it just as  much when you do it to me. Come,"
she instructed, "you can do me now." She rose,  standing in the tub, bare
pussy staring Brooke right in the face. "You are going  to be my slave. You
like others to take control, don't you?"
Brooke could  hardly speak, but somehow she responded. "Yes... yes... I do."
Just as Brooke placed  herself close to Sammy, her coach told her sternly, "
I own you, and don't you  forget it. I will do with you as I please. Do you
understand?"
"Yes."
"Good, and just to prove it, come closer...under my  legs. Good, now open
your mouth." Brooke wasn't sure but she thought she knew  what was coming as
her mouth was immediately below Sammy's cunt. Sammy released,  her hot piss
squirting out. Her first try missed Brooke's mouth so she adjusted  until
her small stream poured into Brooke's mouth and throat. "Swallow it, you
whore! You love it, don't you, whore?"
Brooke was humiliated but there was a  part of her that enjoyed being
dominated. The hot piss ran down her face as she  could barely bring herself to
swallow the hot liquid. "Answer me," Sammy  yelled.
"Yes. Yes, I do love it." As humiliated as she was she couldn't stop  her
pussy. It was blazing with desire. The more humiliated she was, the hotter
her pussy became—she was so hot she'd do anything—absolutely anything.
Sammy  told her firmly, "When you are here with me you will do exactly as I tell
you.  Do you understand me?"
"Yes," Brooke blurted out, a tear forming in her  eye.
"And you will call me `Mistress.' Is that clear?"
"Yes,  Mistress."
"Now, tell me what you will do."
"I will do whatever you tell  me to do, Mistress—anything you tell me to
do."
"Very good, Slave, for that  is what you are now. I've been checking your
body out for the past year and I  can't get my eyes off you. Now you are
mine, aren't you?"
Brooke gulped at  the realization that her life was changed—if not forever,
until Sammy tired of  her. "Yes, Mistress."
"Good, now eat my pussy and do a good job of it. But  you are not to cum
until I permit it. Comprende?"
"Yes, Mistress, I will not  cum until you allow me to." She moved back to
tongue Sammy's hot cunt. She had  never done this before but she knew what
to do from watching porn on the  internet and being eaten herself by several
guys. She licked Sammy, starting at  her ass and moving up to her clit. Her
first trials at Sammy's cunt were all  designed to stimulate her on the
surface—her labia—causing them to swell with  desire. Then Brooke narrowed her
tongue and pushed it into Sammy's canal. She  found she enjoyed the taste of
pussy juice. In fact, she loved it. She tongue  fucked Sammy, causing her
coach to moan nonstop. Sammy leaned back on the edge  of the tub, barely able
to support herself. Now Brooke shifted her attention to  Sammy's button.
Well, she found it started as a button but quickly, when  engorged,
transformed into a mini-penis. Brooke took it into her mouth and  sucked it as she
would an erect cock. She sucked hard while she rubbed Sammy's  breasts and
nipples. Sammy started to shake as her orgasm neared, she bucked  like a wild
bronco when it hit, calming only when it was well past. She pulled  Brooke to
her and they relaxed in the warm water. When Sammy had recovered she  put
her hand between Brooke's thighs. Brooke found that she welcomed Sammy's
touch. She opened her legs so Sammy could force two fingers into her cunt. She
manipulated them so they would strike Brooke's G-spot on every thrust.
Brooke  threw her pussy forward as she felt her orgasm near. When Sammy tickled
Brooke's  clit, she came immediately, releasing all her tensions and fears.
"We will  do this again," Sammy whispered, "whenever I decide. You will
make yourself  available to me."
"Yes, Mistress, I will do it gladly." Then Brooke dried  herself, dressed
and left—Sammy still lolling in the tub in post-orgasmic  bliss.





Chapter  2
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The next few days practice was back to normal—no advances from Brooke's
blackmailer. But the following Friday, as practice was about to begin, coach
Sammy approached Brooke, "Eight tonight; be on time."
Brooke had a date and  now she would have to cancel it, just when she was
hoping to get laid. Instead,  she was right at Sammy's door at the appointed
hour. Sammy answered in a flame  red teddy this time, with ribbons that
encircled her bare breasts in lieu of a  bra. She said nothing but led Brooke
into the hallway. Sammy wiggled her finger,  encouraging Brooke, her slave, to
follow. "In here," Sammy pointed to a large  bedroom. "Strip and wait on
the bed." Then Sammy left her. Brooke closed the  door then sat on the bed to
remove her shoes, top, bra, and pants. In  anticipation of a night of hot s
ex she had worn no panties. She noticed a sign  on the bureau—"Put this on
and lube your ass with this." Brett was nervous. She  was afraid on the one
hand, but wet and tingly on the other. She donned the  outfit (she didn't
know what else to call it!). It looked like a maid's outfit  except that there
were no panties and no bra. Brooke's privates were fully  exposed, as were
her large breasts. She bent over, adding the warm lube to and  into her ass.
Slowly she rubbed it in, first with a single finger, then with  two. Slowly
her anal muscles adjusted to having something there which was good  because
very shortly Sammy opened the door wearing the largest strap-on Brooke  had
ever seen. No penis ever created could have matched this monster. It was
easily ten inches long and three inches in diameter. Now Brooke was
terrified.  Was Sammy actually going to push that huge thing up her ass? Brooke was
Sammy's  slave. Even if she had wanted to rebel she couldn't. Sammy was in
control of  Brooke's scholarship; Brooke had to comply—no, not merely
comply, she had to  willingly accept everything Sammy told her to do.
"Ha ha," Sammy laughed.  "This isn't for your ass. Your pussy is going to
love this. In fact, before I'm  through with you you're going to beg for
this, aren't you?"
"Yes, Mistress,"  Brooke remembered her response, though barely because of
her nervousness.
"I  have something else for your ass, Brooke, my brother Carlos. He used to
do my  ass but I convinced him yours was tighter. Ha ha. Now, bend over
with your hands  on the bed." Brooke did as ordered. She spread her legs in
anticipation of  receiving the mammoth dildo. Sammy reached under Brooke. "I
knew you were a  whore; you're soaking wet. Just can't wait for it, can you?"
"No, Mistress, I  want it badly. I want to feel it stretching my pussy to
the breaking point. I  want to feel it filling me. Please, Mistress, please
fuck me."
"Oh, yes, my  dear whore slave, you are going to get the fucking of your
life." She rubbed  some lube onto the hard schlong before aiming it at Brooke'
s dripping cunt. She  spread Brooke's labia just as she pushed her hips
forward. The head forced its  way into Brooke. "Oh, fuck," Brooke exclaimed. I
don't think I can take it  all."
"Oh. You'll take all of it. Don't worry about that," and she pushed
harder and farther into Brooke's tunnel. Between the lube and Brooke's flowing
juices she managed to accommodate the entire dildo. Now Sammy started to
rock  her hips, moving the dildo into and out of Brooke. Brooke's breathing
became  erratic and shallow as she heated up. "Remember what I told you,"
Sammy reminded  Brooke, "you are not to cum without my permission."
"Yes, Mistress," Brooke  replied, wondering just how she was supposed to
resist this onslaught. Sammy  continued fucking Brooke for several minutes
causing her to shake all over. Her  attempts to elude her orgasm were rapidly
failing, however. "Please, Mistress, I  need to cum. I can't help myself.
The fucking is driving me crazy. Oh God, I  need to cum." Sammy said nothing—
she gave no permission—she just kept on fucking  Brooke with the giant
artificial penis. She still had one other torture she had  held back. She
started it now—she turned on the vibrator concealed within the  enormous tool.
Brooke almost jumped out of her skin. She couldn't resist. Her  orgasm forced
its way up through her body. There was nothing she could do no  matter how
hard she tried. Suddenly she felt a humongous convulsion grip her;  she
shuddered terribly as the biggest, fiercest orgasm she had ever experienced  swept
over and through her body. Brooke fell forward, no longer able to support
herself on her arms. She lay there, the huge tool still vibrating in her
cunt,  soaked in her own sweat. She was breathing heavily as her body recovered
from  the tremendous shock of the orgasm. Slowly she recovered, but she
knew she would  pay for the unauthorized orgasm just as sure as the sun rises
in the  East.
"Did I tell you to orgasm?" Sammy inquired.
"No, Mistress, I  couldn't help myself. I tried...honest. I just couldn't
resist."
"That is no  excuse. You will have to be punished." She called for her
brother, "Carlos, come  here, I need you." Having said that, she pulled out of
Brooke's pussy with an  audible pop. Sammy lay on the bed, pulling Brooke
on top of her. "Lower yourself  onto the dildo," Sammy commanded. Brooke was
forced to obey. She straddled Sammy  and slowly lowered herself back onto
the horrid device. Just as the dildo had  bottomed out in her the door opened
and in walked Carlos with a dick that looked  the twin of what Sammy was
wearing. Sammy saw the look on Brooke's face. "Oh,  did I not mention...Carlos
was the model for that strap-on? Go ahead, Carlos, you  know what to do."
Carlos did indeed know what to do as he positioned his immense  organ at her
only available tunnel. He pushed hard, not caring if he hurt Brooke  or not.
He forced his huge erection into her; Brooke screamed from the pain.  First
the head cleared the sphincter with what sounded like opening a can of
soda. Once past that barrier he forced himself all the way in. He gripped  Brooke
's hips to support and balance himself as he rammed himself up Brooke's
shitter. He was so big and she was so tight that it wasn't long—a couple of
minutes at most—before he shot load after load of white hot cum up her ass.
 Brooke felt as though she had been ripped in two between the effects of
the  dildo and Carlos' hard prick. When he was completely out he climbed on
the bed,  forcing his cock into Brooke's mouth. Brooke gagged as she cleaned
her own feces  from his cock.
When she was done Sammy released her, sending her home.  Brooke was so sore
she could barely walk. She wondered how she would be able to  handle
practice tomorrow. Meanwhile, back in Sammy's house she and Carlos  laughed
hysterically at the plight of the poor girl.





Chapter  3
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Brooke hadn't heard from Sammy in more than two weeks. She wondered if
Sammy  were done with her; whether she had found another runner or P.E. student
to  victimize. Brooke was just glad she had survived the ordeal.
It had been a  tough cross country practice. The hot shower had eased most
of Brooke's aches  and pains. She sat now in the locker room—towel wrapped
around her—from just  over her firm 36D breasts to down past her knees. As
she looked around the room  most of the other girls were either combing or
brushing their hair or hurrying  to dress. But one, Brooke saw, seemed to be
fixed on her, or more exactly, the  space between her legs. Brooke rose
slightly, pulling the towel open so she  could spread her legs and give Laurie,
for that was her name, a better look.  Brooke saw Laurie's eyes pop out of
her head as she unconsciously ran a hand  under her towel to rub her breast
and squeeze a nipple. "Hmmm," thought Brooke,  "this could prove interesting."
 She rose, dropping her towel "accidentally"  giving the younger girl a
great view of her total package—the large firm  breasts, the dark brown
areolas and protruding nipples, the narrow waist flaring  out to womanly hips, and
most importantly, the recently completely shaved  kitty.
Brooke was dressed and left the locker several minutes before Laurie.  She
waited for the freshman to exit, and when she did she called to her, "Hey,
Laurie, you go my way don't you?"
"Y...yes," she gulped.
"Well, why don't we  walk together? OK?"
"Ssss...sure," Laurie replied slinging her backpack over  her shoulder. They
walked together making small talk about the team and how it  would do in
the upcoming season. Before long, they had arrived at Brooke's home,  a
rambling ranch she shared with several other girls on a well landscaped lot.  "I h
ave an idea, Laurie," Brooke said, "why don't you come in for a few
minutes.  There's nobody home so I can show you my room and my trophies from last
season."  Laurie spoke but so softly she could barely be heard, "Do you
think I  should?"
"Oh, yes, I definitely do," Brooke replied and, taking charge of the
younger girl, took her hand to lead her into the dark house. Laurie was
trembling but she eagerly accepted Brooke's hand, knowing that she'd see more
than Brooke's trophies. They entered the house, dropping their backpacks by the
 door. Laurie wasn't the least surprised when Brooke turned to her, cupped
her  head with her hands, and raised her head for a deep passionate kiss.
Brooke's  tongue sought the younger girl's. Laurie was tentative at first but
it wasn't  long before her desires ruled her actions. She opened her mouth
for her first  –dare she say it—lesbian kiss. It was even more than she had
imagined. She loved  the way Brooke had taken charge over her, leading the
way to the kiss and,  hopefully, more. She knew she shouldn't have stared at
Brooke's pussy but she  couldn't help herself. She wanted to see—no, she
wanted that hot pussy to kiss  and lick and love. Brooke broke the kiss
smiling. Holding Laurie's hand she led  her down the hallway to her room. Brooke
turned on the night light so the room  was bathed in low romantic light. She
was getting wet in anticipation of what  was to come and she hoped that
Laurie was reacting the same way. Brooke loved to  eat a dripping cunt. Brooke
pulled Laurie into the room before closing and  locking the door. "Just in
case," she said to Laurie who could only gulp. Brooke  moved close to her
protégé slowly removing her blouse. Laurie had small but well  formed breasts,
about 34B, just right for her slender frame. Next Brooke removed  Laurie's
jeans, pushing them along with her panties down to her ankles. Laurie's
virgin pussy trembled, partly in fear of the taboo of their actions, partly in
anticipation of the same taboo. Laurie kicked off her shoes so Brooke could
completely remove her clothing. Laurie stood there now clad only in her
bra,  which she quickly removed. She discovered that she was just as brazen as
Brooke.  She initiated the next kiss, pulling Brooke's arms around her
waist. Brooke  pulled her close then shifted one hand to Laurie's right tit which
she massaged  gently before rolling her tender nipple in her fingers.
Laurie had never felt  such sensations. She arched her back, grinding her pussy
into Brooke's leg. She  pulled back a bit when she felt Brooke's hand
exploring its way down her abdomen  before hesitating just as it reached Laurie's
trimmed hair.  "Please...please...touch me. Oh God, I want it so badly."
Brooke rubbed her hand  against Laurie's labia, eliciting a low growl from Laurie
's lips. Laurie opened  her legs to give Brooke better access to her love
tunnel. Brooke stepped back,  keeping her eyes on Laurie's. She started to
disrobe and as she progressed she  could see the effect she was having on the
younger girl. Laurie couldn't take  her eyes off Brooke's delicious breasts
right up until her cunt was exposed. "On  your knees," Brooke commanded.
Laurie sunk to the floor. No other words were  needed. She knew what Brooke
wanted—what Laurie had until a few minutes ago only  dreamed of—licking
Brooke's wet pussy. She leaned forward until her tongue just  touched Brooke. It
was hard to tell who sighed louder, Brooke upon being licked  or Laurie on
reaching her much desired dream. Laurie started just above Brooke's  asshole
and licked up, savoring the taste of the tiny droplets that had formed
there. She stuck her tongue deep into Brooke, slurping out every drop of juice
Brooke could produce. Brooke was getting weak in the knees so she sidled
over to  the double bed that filled the room. Laying back, her pussy just at
the edge of  the bed, she beckoned Laurie to continue. The young girl
attacked Brooke with a  passion, lunging into her cunt like a starving man lights
into his first meal.  She couldn't get enough of Brooke, licking all over her
pussy until Brooke  begged, "Do my clit. Oh, dear God...my clit." Laurie
changed her attention to  Brooke's swollen button. She sucked it into her
mouth, holding it between her  teeth so she could suck and lick simultaneously.
This drove Brooke over the  top—fast! She bucked her hips up strongly as her
orgasm gripped her body. She  held herself motionless for several seconds
before a tremendous wave of pleasure  rippled through her body. She collapsed
onto the bed to rest. Laurie climbed  onto the bed and into Brooke's arms.
They lay there for almost twenty minutes  before Brooke stirred, reaching
between Laurie's legs. She pushed her finger,  then two into Laurie causing the
other girl to tremble in excitement. She finger  fucked Laurie hard and
fast. Laurie responded with non-stop groaning as she  writhed under the
influence of Brooke's strong hands. When Brooke shifted to her  hard nub Laurie
gasped audibly. Her breathing became rapid and shallow as her  orgasm built up
steam and momentum. Laurie could feel it building until—it  EXPLODED—
causing her to shudder repeatedly before collapsing, soaked in her own  sexual
sweat. "Wow!" was all she could say.
Laurie phoned her mom to say  she'd be a bit late—"studying at a friend's"
 was neither a lie nor an  exaggeration. She returned to the bed—to her new
lover's arms. "Ever do 69?"  Brooke asked.
"No," replied Laurie, "but I think I'm going to. And I think  I'm going
to love it, too." She shifted around and climbed onto Brooke, her legs
apart. Brooke reached up to clit-lick her lover while Laurie leaned down,
burying her head in Brook's bald cunt. They licked and sucked and sucked and
licked. When Brooke pushed a moistened finger into Laurie's anus she thought she
 would go off like a nuclear bomb. She had never experienced such rapture—
such  euphoria. Their heat climbed to new heights. Together they experienced
a deep  seated roar climbing from some hidden place demanding to escape. All
of a sudden  it reached the surface for both of them. They screamed in a
combination of  anguish and joy. They rose to their apex only to fall—to float
down—oh so gently  back to earth. Laurie fell from Brooke's body, unable
to move—to use her arms or  legs—and lay there breathing deeply while her
heartbeat gradually slowed to  normal. "That was..."
"Yes, it was," Brooke whispered, unable to speak, "all  that and more.
And, yes, we are definitely going to do it again."
"Oh,  Brooke, I'm so glad. I want to do it over and over and over." Brooke
grinned to  herself knowing she could now do with Laurie as she wished.
Laurie would be her  slave as Brooke had been a slave in the past and would be
again—sooner than she  ever believed.





Chapter  4
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Brooke had decided by the end of her freshman year that she needed a car.
Getting around the extensive campus, shopping, and other demands were a lot,
 even for a cross country star. Unfortunately, the rigors of practice had
delayed  the purchase. She visited several dealerships in town before
deciding on a used  Honda Civic about six years old, but in good mechanical
condition and with  relatively low mileage. She needed to finance the purchase,
paying with money  from her part-time job on campus. After selecting the car
she had to meet with  the finance officer, an attractive well-built Hispanic
woman named Marica showed  Brooke into her office. It was clear that Brooke
wore no bra, her large breasts  bulging and straining against the fabric of
her strapless top. Marica leaned  against the corner of her desk, completely
dominating Brooke. "Nice," she said,  "really, really nice. What are those
puppies? They look like D's at least. You  should have them pierced. That
would be really sexy, you know?"
Brooke was  speechless. She liked to dress to tease—to show off her lush
body, to make men,  and women for that matter, want her. She loved when men's
heads turned to watch  her walk down the street. But she never imagined
someone would speak to her in  this manner. "Why should I do it?"
"Well, for one thing I will give you a  better deal on the car if I can
take you to do it. It's a real turn on for me.  And I love to suck on pierced
titties. I'll bet you enjoy being dominated, don't  you?"
Brooke hung her chin on her chest, a sign of submission. "Aha, I  thought
so. I'm going to enjoy sucking on those babies and I'll bet your cunt is
dripping wet now, isn't it?" Brooke was embarrassed that her body was
responding  so eagerly, but she nodded her agreement and compliance with Marica's
advances.
"C'mon, it's just about lunch time. We can go to the same place  that did
mine." They climbed into Marica's car and in five minutes they were at  the
piercer's store. It never occurred to Brooke to say no, so enthralled was
she with this Hispanic minx. Marica ordered two rings for Brooke's nipples.
Brooke shot her a questioning glance. "Maybe we'll want to attach a leash,
eh,  pet?" If Brooke was wet before she was gushing now. A dark spot
appeared at the  joint of her legs and was spreading rapidly. Brooke crossed her
legs, cursing  her wanton body. Fifteen minutes later she had her piercings—
two gold rings each  about an inch in diameter. Brooke paid with her credit
card. "OK," Marica said  excitedly, "let's get that car and then maybe we
can do some personal stuff."  She winked as she said it so Brooke would be
sure to get her meaning. She  reached for Brooke when they were in the car.
Turning her head Marica led Brooke  into their first kiss. Brooke melted under
the aggressive woman's touch and the  kiss was something else. Marica's
full lips pressed against Brooke's forcing her  mouth open to receive a
probing tongue. Brooke was breathing hard, a sure sign  that she was really into
the kiss and the dominance Marica was promising. When  they broke the kiss
Marica smiled. "Let's get together after we do the car deal.  I promise you a
good time. Would you like to serve me—be my slave?"
"Brooke  gulped unbelieving; she could hardly believe the speed at which
this  relationship was evolving, but she loved the aggressive dominant
behavior the  Hispanic woman exhibited toward her. Brooke hung her head and merely
nodded.
After the car was a done deal Marica took the rest of the afternoon off.
She  led Brooke, now driving her new car, to her apartment. They held hands
all the  way up the walk to the door. Inside Marica turned and engaged Brooke
in a long  passionate kiss. She undid her skirt, letting it fall to the
floor. Her panties  were next. Brooke found her hand being led to Marica's hot
cunt. Brooke gasped  into Marica's mouth when she touched the Hispanic's
pussy. Brooke found it much  like hers—completely shaved and wetter than hell.
She rubbed her hand into  Marica's slit until her fingers were coated in
Marica's juices. When Marica  broke the kiss Brooke couldn't wait to plunge
those fingers into her mouth,  savoring the taste and aroma of her new lover.
Marica led Brooke to the bedroom  where they removed their remaining
clothes. Marica had a gorgeous body—one that  Brooke craved just as she craved
oxygen or water. "Kneel," Marica ordered.  Brooke found herself right in front
of Marica's pussy; she required no further  instruction and plunged her face
into the wet cunt. A loud groan escaped  Marica's lips. "Oh, fuck," she
exclaimed. "Oh, fuck me with that tongue.  Fuck...me." Marica grasped Brooke's
head and pulled in into her pussy. Brooke's  nose was forced up and into
Marica whose aroma Brooke found intoxicating.  Suddenly Marica turned around. "
Lick my ass. Go ahead, lick it," Marica  demanded. Brooke was drunk with
lust. As soon as Marica was turned around she  opened up her ass cheeks
revealing her tight puckered ass. Brooke went at it  eagerly, licking all around
several times before forcing her tongue to penetrate  the succulent hole. She
was tongue fucking Marica's ass with a frenzy she had  never known. Marica
meanwhile was suffering wave after wave of electrical shocks  emanating from
her stimulated anus. Marica pulled Brooke up onto the bed. She  rubbed her
pussy into Brooke's. They humped each other together. It was an orgy  of
sexual liberation—Marica the strong leader, Brooke the willing follower.
Breasts were massaged, nipples rolled and pinched; clits teased and sucked. It
seemed that there were more than two people in that bed so active was the
sex.  In time, though, both came, experiencing mammoth orgasms. They lay there
each  dreaming of what was to come in their future. It was hard to say who
was more  excited—Marica, who would play out her dreams of controlling—
dominating—another  human spirit, or Brooke, who would surrender her will in
return for sexual  fulfillment. Who was the winner? It's not for me to say.

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