Date: Sun, 26 May 2002 23:02:23 -0400
From: Hummmvee_69 <hummmvee@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Adventures of Jade, Chapter 8"(F,f,Ff,ff,fff,inc.,reluc., mc)

ADVENTURES OF JADE

(Chapter 8)

By Hummmvee

(tales of Lust, Depravity, and Seduction)


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Comments are encouraged, appreciated, and always welcome, so don't be shy.


Four orgasms had just occurred, mere seconds apart.  Dr. Jenniffer Smith,
40 year old gynecologist, lay collapsed on top of her 35 year old cousin
Astrid; the massive, strap-on artificial penis lay still imbedded in her
friend's sparsely-furred blonde slot.  Fifteen year old Jenna (just shy of
her sixteenth birthday) had also succumbed, and lay collapsed on the
floor. She fell victim to a massive involuntary orgasm; her bra and
knickers skillfully shorn from her.  Mere feet from there, sixteen year old
Crystal Waters also lay motionless, in just her lingerie, from her own
massive and overwhelming forbidden first orgasm.


   Hocus Pocus by Focus thundered through Jade's pair of 15-inch Kickers.
The sub-woofers made all the difference.  She was desperately trying to
clear her head before she got home.  Psychedelic music always made her feel
better.  She fought intensity with intensity.

   Recent events had confirmed her worst fears.  The free samples of
cosmetics and toiletries were somehow contaminated with mind altering
components.  Her best friend had practically raped her, and five minutes
later, couldn't remember any of it!  A very convenient thing, and a very
useful side-effect, if one wanted to take advantage of another person
without their knowledge.

   The real question was who was behind all this, and how extensive was the
conspiracy?  She would be starting her new job in less than 24 hours, and
she would need to find immunity to the effects of these dangerous
chemicals.  It was bad enough that she had awakened unrealized lesbian
tendencies, but now 'the job of her dreams' was (possibly) about to put her
in a most compromising situation.  She knew she could not sustain the
amount of energy needed, to perform her job, while effectively warding off
the malevolent effects of the Products.  Her employer seemed to be 'giving'
these products to staff at the school. Was the school a part of the
distribution scheme?  Were the drugs addictive?  Were they otherwise
harmful?  Jade wondered if she might be exposed to them at the school in
such a way as to make her refusal or avoidance of them obvious?  She had to
devise a plan to sort out the roots and purpose of the subterfuge; all the
while remaining unaffected, until there was enough proof to blow the
whistle against all the perpetrators.  This would not be easy.

   Anger seemed to minimize the effects of the Products; but alone, Jade
feared it was not enough.  On the other hand, perhaps the effects were
unintentional.  Maybe it was just a `bad batch'.  Jade tried to cheer
herself up with the recently revealed fact that Dakota really liked her
(and not just as a friend).  The pounding music and her pounding heart
played havoc on her nubile chemistry.  Soon enough, however, she had put
herself in a good mood, and her stomach revealed that she should not have
missed breakfast.

   The flashing red and blue lights were not a good omen.  Two patrol cars
were parked at the base of Jade's cul de sac.  She slowed down, offing the
music.  Her mind was still somewhat 'tickled' by the (fading) wonderful
smells that were inadvertently and collaterally still on Jade's skin and
clothing.  She was not fully herself yet.  The perfidious odours were still
discernible in the truck's cabin; despite the fact that they were only
second-hand.  One officer was addressing what looked like a family trio.
The other approached Jade's truck as she pulled into her street.  He
signaled for her to stop.  She had just enough presence of mind to stash
her open gear bag (the one with the gas mask sticking out) under the seat.
Hopefully, the officer did not see that move.  Jade was feeling very guilty
and confused.  Nothing ever happened in the back country of Colorado, crime
wise, but these are changin' times we live in.

    "What's going on here, officer?"

    "Good afternoon ma'am.  Please state your name and your business."

   The officer was very 'matter of fact', and very nosy.  He appraised the
young woman, her wheels, and the contents in her cab as best he could.  He
looked in the back as well, but after getting a better look at Jade, the
local cop softened.  Jade could tell that her appearance had made him look
at her more as a sex object than a suspect.

   "Hi. I'm Jade Parker.  I live at the end of the street, number 1313.
What's happening?

     "Can I see your driver's license, ma'am?"

   The officer studied her picture on the license, and seemed satisfied
that her answers matched.  He seemed to look at the picture longer than
necessary, and Jade's instincts told her he was scrutinizing her stats.
'Men!' she thought.

    "We seem to have a missing juvenile.  That family over there reported
their 16 year old daughter missing.  She's about 5' 6", 115 pounds; hazel
eyes and long brownish hair; name's: 'Crystal'.  Take a look at this
picture.  Should you see her, call the station immediately.  We'll be
making some rounds as soon as we finish with their statements."

   He handed her a business card, and took back his picture of the missing
girl.  Jade knew a few of the local cops, but did not recognize this pair.
She was always nervous around cops.

    "I'll be sure to keep my eyes open, officer!"

    Jade hoped he would just let her pass.  She was desperately hoping that
her guilt and fear did not show.  She needed to get home to think; pronto!
Why was that so fucking hard to accomplish today!  Just as it seemed that
the cop was going to wave her by, the officer's nose twitched a few times,
followed by some head canting . . . first this way, than that.  He followed
the trail of a tantalizing scent with some rapid snorts; finally realizing
the source.

    "That's a lovely perfume you are wearing . . . Ms. Parker."

     Jade cursed her luck.  This road block was really starting to make her
unravel.  She began sweating more profusely.  Hopefully, her jogging
clothes would provide logical cover, should the sweat on her upper lip (or
elsewhere) be noticed.  She would just have to tell them that she had been
jogging; technically not a lie.  To her dismay, the officer continued his
foot-dragging; subtly sniffing the air in the cabin, and making inadvertent
'crooning' sounds.  Apparently, he really *did* dig the smell.  Jade knew
now, how strong the vestigial fragrance must still be; 'second-hand
fragrance' at that.  Jade realized that she must have gotten desensitized
to it.  The officer's demeanor continued to radically change; he got
friendly, and started small talk with Jade.  He even adjusted his uniform
(the bottom half), unprofessionally. Jade was horrified at the sudden
change in mannerism.

   "Yesssirreee-that sure smells good.  I'd love to know the name of the
perfume you're wearing.  My wife's birthday is coming up, and I'd love to
see her try that fragrance on for size!"

     Jade watched the straight-faced man grinning ear to ear.  Moments ago,
he was the epitome of professionalism, but now he was yapping like some
drunk college nerd at the sorority party he crashed on a dare.  The man
even had the audacity to ask Jade for her telephone number; 'just in case'
the department needed to ask her some more questions.  She noticed the man
did have a ring on his finger, but was still openly trying to flirt.  Jade
was starting to get angry.  She skillfully rebuffed his questions, and
tried to drive off without running over the man's feet, but her evasion
just wasn't working; the man just couldn't shut up.  It was as if Jade was
the sun, and the last sunset.  He could not look away.  Jade's mind whirred
with activity.  How does a woman get a man to lose interest?  Jade laughed
to herself at the randy thought she just had.  'I bet a good orgasm would
put him to sleep!'  She didn't think it likely that she could will an
orgasm upon another person, but her mind wanted to try something; anything
to divert her from his blathering.  Perhaps she could distract the pathetic
creature enough to be on her way without being rude or causing suspicion.
Her gut told her to try something very different.  She had to; the man was
about to show her his baby pictures, for cripe's sake.

   "Is it just me, or is the humidity way up today?"

   Jade fanned her sweating face with her manicured hand.  She flashed the
man her most seductive smile, as she pulled at her top to get some air
inside her tight clothing.  The man's eyes vigorously followed her
movements.  Jade recognized the blank look spreading across his face; soon
there would be dribble at the corners of his mouth.  A toss of her hair
exposed several rivulets of sweat trailing down her sinewy neck.  As was
typical, her nipples began hardening from the lewd display.  It was
impossible to ignore Parker family nipples.  Even under spandex, they rose
to the occasion.  Jade gave it one last 'college try'.  She looked deep
into the policeman's hungry eyes; smiling at him, she let her iridescent
green eyes sparkle an unspoken invitation.  Her hands fluttered over her
balmy chest, 'unconsciously' brushing a hardened nipple.  The officer's
eyes doubled in size as he stumbled backward with an involuntary groan.

   As the man backed up, Jade leapt at her opportunity, and drove off; and
that's when she noticed . . . 'it'.  It took a few moments to register in
her mind what 'it' was.  She caught only a fleeting glimpse as she sped
off.  The man had been adjusting a massive erection!  Jade had traced its
outline with her eyes.  It was quite large and noticeable.  The part that
REALLY blew her mind, was the expanding wet spot forming in the trousers
after the man's groan!

   But why would he suddenly get an erection?  Was it the Products that
were responsible, or was she just that cute?  Did the man pee his pants, or
did he cumm?  Perhaps it was simply a sudden attack of a bladder control
problem?  Of course, she *was* a very pretty girl; why *couldn't* a man
cumm in his pants just from her smiling presence?  She fraught over her
mixed emotions.  Certainly it was a vulgar thing she just saw; the man was
married, and yet . . .  it was all so naughty.

   If the man just *did* have an orgasm, perhaps it was brought on or
enhanced by the residual chemicals from Jade's encounter with Dakota!?
Cops generally refrained from urinating in their pants, and their work was
unlikely to cause them orgasms; it was definitely another indication of
that evil menace which was the 'Burning Bush' product line!  Jade saw the
man limping to his patrol car in her rear view mirror.  Subconsciously,
Jade hoped she *had *caused the poor beast a premature ejaculation.  She
did not know why, what had just occurred made her chuckle with
satisfaction.

   She pulled into the garage, and sighed a breath of relief.  Safe; and
home at last!  Surely this latest incident left little doubt about the
aphrodisiacal qualities of the Products.  With her now closed pack slung
over her shoulder, Jade realized how famished she had become.  First her
strenuous run, followed by the experiment at Dakota's, and finally the
incredible incident with local law enforcement.

   Jade called out a greeting as she entered, but the house was still.  She
was about to bolt upstairs to hide her bag, when she was less than subtly
struck by a familiar and sweet smell.  'Damn those people.  I told them to
take it easy with the free samples!'  She knew by the strength of the
odours lingering in the hall, that someone had *liberally* used some of the
insidious toiletries.  It was not hard to follow the scent to its source.

   The duffle bag fell from her fingers as the gruesome vision assailed
her.  She hadn't the words to describe the preposterous scene.  Jade, at
first, wondered if everyone was dead; lying in twisted, tangled, sweaty
heaps.  She approached the naked foursome with caution, recognizing her
mothers smiling face; apparently asleep.  A darker complected woman lay on
top of her; also naked, except for some kind of belt.  Jade realized that
it was cousin Jenniffer.  On the floor, little sleeping sounds were coming
from her little sister; also nude.  A few feet away was a total stranger,
but also unabashedly near naked and sweat-encrusted.  It was that missing
girl!!!  But what the hell happened?  Jade confirmed four strong pulses.
Everyone was indeed alive.  They seemed so . . . blissful in their
expressions.  Discarded clothing lay everywhere.  There was evidence of
some kind of examination.  The smell of the perfumes was intense.

   Jade's mind began to fill in the missing information.  The entire group
must have succumbed to the aphrodisiacal effects of those concupiscent
samples.  It was an innocent health exam gone awry!  As Jade verified that
no one was in immediate physical distress, her cuntal secretions covertly
started to flow.  The effect of the sight of four beautiful maidens could
not be denied.  Jade stood in their midst sweating yet again.  She took a
long look at each seductive female.  She wondered what Jenniffer had around
her waist.  Jade cleared her throat repeatedly, but no one roused.  A tap
on the doctor's surprisingly firm and attractive behind yielded no
reaction.  Jade placed both hands around the thin waist, and still received
no distinct response.  These guys were really out for the count!  Jade used
both of her strong hands to pull Jenniffer's sweaty naked body off her
mother.

   There was this slurpy sound coming from between the two ladies.  The
sound drew Jade's attention, and she gasped when she realized what
Jenniffer was wearing.  The shock caused her to let go of the doctor's
hips, causing the naked woman to fall back on top of her mother; thus
impaling her (again).  Both of them crooned in their sleep.  How could
mother allow such monstrous penetration wondered the increasingly foggy
young lady.  Her curiosity aroused, she lifted Jenniffer off again.  This
time she pulled her up so that many more inches of artificial cock were
exposed to her incredulous gaze.  Again, she lowered Jenniffer down,
penetrating her beautiful mother for the second time.  Their respective
'boxes' squelched from excessive moisture and fullness of the double ended
intruder.  The sights, sounds and smells began to affect Jade's own middle.
She was finding the view increasingly stimulating, and the women were
completely oblivious to the goings on.

   Each lift of the doctor exposed her mother's naked body to her, before
she would thrust Jenniffer back down.  Jade began to repeat this routine,
and picked up speed.  The two dueling cunts caused their owners to moan out
loud, and Jade had to pause several times to confirm they were still out of
it.  The wet slurping sounds turned Jade on immensely.  The sight of her
mother's full heaving bosom and large pale areolas made her knees weak.  It
had been a long time since Jade had seen Astrid so fully naked.  Holding
Jenniffer's waspish waist, and seeing the doctor's flagellating tit's, also
caused Jade guilty pleasure.  She stood behind the doctor's prone form,
scooting up between the spread legs. Once Jade acquired the added leverage,
she increased the mother-fucking tempo.  She could now do the thrusting
with only one arm, while the other one explored the doctor's double-d
breasts.  She never thought she would get to live out such incestuous
fantasies.  Her hand strayed between the undulating bodies and took great
liberties.  Jade felt up and held the fake penis, as it thrust into her
blonde mother.  She felt both pairs of firm tits.  Jade was close to
cumming, and she didn't like it one bit.  She was taking advantage of an
impossible situation, and yet the unconscious adults seemed to cheer her on
with their sleepy moans and spontaneous vocal outbursts of pleasure.

   It was wrong for Jade to derive physical satisfaction from such wanton
behavior.  Her guilty mind slowed the pace of her cousin-fucking of mom.
She began to shed tears.  Despite this unwanted intrusion of guilt, her
climax was still building.  Her cloudy mind blew back the fog through an
outburst of will for a brief shining moment, allowing her to see what was
really happening.  She stopped her hedonistic game and focused on the
sudden, and hard-fought flash of lucidity.

   So many thoughts suddenly rushed in, as if they had been banished from
her mind for ages.  She tried to organize them in order of importance.  The
lead thought begged the address of the missing child issue.  A child that,
she realized, was lying on the floor; not missing at all.  She must get the
girl dressed and out of the house before the law arrived knocking!  But the
girl was so young, and pretty.  No!  It was the drugs talking now!  Jade
would never take such advantage on her own.  Surely she could dress the
child, and get her to the cops with some tangible explanation in tow.
Perhaps also, this could wait until after a healthy orgasm!

   Jade resumed pumping the mommy with her strap on doctor.  The smells of
the wonderful perfumes mixed with the pheromones of four delicious women.
Throw in some sweat and lust, and . . . voila; a recipe for success.  Jade
was cresting again.  Her orgasm lay pending in the bush; soon to take wing.
A movement in her starboard periphery caused Jade to look at her sister's
prone naked body.  The beautiful blue eyes had at some point opened, and
the young blonde's delicate fingers were exploring her own genitalia.  The
smile told Jade it was okay, so she continued fucking mom with her cousin,
while her sister smiled her onward; all the while masturbating to the
sordid scene.  Jade realized the candle wax was all gone from her sister's
sensitive parts, and her body was even more stunning in the daylight.
Jenna was on that tantalizing verge of becoming a woman, yet still a girl
too.  Their eyes locked.  Eyes full of love AND lust.

   Jade had never seen her younger sister actually masturbate.  This was a
momentous occasion indeed.  Jade had to loosen some of the clothing that
was now suddenly uncomfortable; her orgasm was still pending, and demanded
these adjustments in the interest of comfort.  She was reluctant to break
her rhythm, so she simply pulled up her sweatshirt and sports bra with her
free hand (setting free the twins), and allowing Jenna to see them in all
their perfect c-cup glory.  Jade also had to pull her sweats down, followed
by her panties.  Jenna was ecstatic.  Her eyebrows arched, and her teeth
flashed a happy grin.  She raised herself up in ecstasy with one hand as
the other still fingered her hairless puss.

   Our heroine increased her tempo again, and in her strong grasp,
Jenniffer and Astrid looked like rag dolls.  Jenna then crawled to her
sister, and knelt in front of her; her face inches from Jade's wet,
sweet-smelling snatch.  Jenna was also increasing her own masturbatory
tempo, and the ensuing squelching sounds made the place sound like a CB
convention.  Jade looked upon the polished gold, that was the head of her
sister, as she realized that the orgasm train was about to arrive at the
station.  She could tell Jenna was close too, though her efforts seemed
inexperienced, and she was sweating much more profusely.  The sheen almost
made Jenna look like real gold; gold that worshiped at Jade's feet.

   Like opposing poles of a magnet, Jade's recently denuded slit attracted
her sister's 'toungal' intervention.  The female pheromones in the room
raged.  The cosmetics did their own damage, and soon fifteen year old Jenna
could not stop.  A deft and decisive move placed her luscious (facial) lips
near her older sister's valley, and she timorously licked at the treasure
trove above.

   Ambrosia!  Nectar!  Savory and succulent.  All these definitions
cacophonied in Jenna's fetid mind (and mouth).  With vigor, and a hunger
seldom seen, young Jenna lapped at Jade's trembling box, encouraging scream
after scream of carnal pleasure!  Two chaotic orgasms imploded shortly
thereafter, victimizing several square feet of formerly dry Persian
carpeting.

   "O O O H h h h, J A D E . . . F u c k k k k k k"

     Jenna never swore, so this was remarkable.  Jade opened her eyes to
see Jenna's cunt-slicked, but blissfully cherubic face; still lapping at
her twitching cunt.  Jade's excessive ejaculate seeped from the corners of
her kneeling, naked, blonde sister's mouth.  Jade was warmed by the happy
revelation that she produced a lot of girl-goo.  Surprisingly, she saw
stream after stream of ejaculate also erupt from kneeling Jenna, only to be
wasted on the silk-threaded rug; apparently a family trait of some kind.
She stopped pumping her mother with the doctor's now tensed body, and
concentrated on the blissful, long post-orgasmic afterglow.  Another glance
confirmed that Astrid and Jennifer had both just had their own yet
narcoleptic orgasms.  A fine mist erupted from one (or both) of their
strap-on engulfed cunts.  Jade liked the cooling spray against her body,
and the fragrance rivaled that of the Products.

   A few tweaks of her magnificent nipples sustained the pleasure further.
Jade mustered the strength to stay awake and on her feet.  She took off her
remaining clothing, as it was now irritating.  Her younger sister had
leaned back against the recliner; Jade's girl-dribble running from the
corners of the smiling mouth; which Jenna tried to swallow dutifully.  And,
was that some kind of *discharge* leaking from Jenna's budding b-cups?
Jade noticed her own breasts had soaked her drooping sweatshirt.  Was it
sweat, or did her own breasts *'ejaculate'*?  This was something she had
never stayed awake for long enough to witness.



   A shrill scream busted Jade from out of her post orgasmic trance.
Everyone still lay where they had cumm, except Jenna was now upright and
standing there teary-eyed; looking about in confused horror.  Her
expression made Jade feel really naked.  Something was wrong.  Struggling
for a return of consciousness and a small sliver of sanity, Jade sensed it
was as if Jenna had only just realized that she was naked, and that her
sister was naked, and her mother, and her mother's cousin, and a strange
girl too.  It was as though she had awoken from some immoral dream, and
suddenly found herself immersed in it.

   Jade watched her sister's rapid rise to lucidity, right before her
orgasm-tainted eyes.  She muscled forth her own matching surge of
rationality.  Jade herself could not believe what just had happened.
Apparently, Jenna had also come to her senses, and was equally shocked as
she looked about her in alarm at the naked bodies.

   "W . . .w . . . wh . . whh . what's happ . . . ening?"

   Jenna began to cry.  She tried to cover as much of her nakedness with
her hands as she could, seeing how her older sister looked at her.  Jade
thought she looked so cute and innocent, she might eat her.  Alas, Jenna
was in self imposed distress, and Jade had to help.  Barely functional
herself, the older sister wondered what the best way to handle the
situation might be.  Looking into Jenna's awesome cobalt eyes momentarily
distracted Jade from the fact that those eyes were becoming fully aware of
what was happening.  Jade wondered at how quickly the change had occurred.
One minute, young Jenna was feasting at Jade's slot, and the next she was
becoming fully conscious; her sister's juices still dribbling down her
chin.  Jade thought that probably the best thing to do would be to put
everyone under again, while she studied the next move.  Why was there never
any time for her to just stop and think!

   With economy of movement, Jade reached for a sample of the Products.
Apparently, a lot of her missing samples were right here in this room.
Luckily, her family had not yet rifled completely through the generous
stash.  She would need more to conduct further experiments and as evidence;
should she ever uncover the perpetrator(s).  Jade shot a long blast of the
tainted air freshener into the air.  She held her breath long enough to don
her gasmask, which was still nearby.

   The others were just beginning to stir.  Jenna was crying more severely
now, as she took in the terrible sights strewn about her.  Jade approached
her young sister like a hungry feline.  She felt emboldened by her
confidence in the soon to be felt effects of the Products.  She was
reasonably sure Jenna would slip back into her previous haze.  Jade hoped
there wouldn't be serious side effects.  The golden blonde stared at all
her sister's naked parts, and in spite of her confusion, envied her darker
and older sibling's form.

   "Shhhhhh . . . don't cry, I'm here now.  You can always count on your
big sister to make everything all right.  No one's been injured; you're
safe now."

   Jade wrapped herself around her sister and whispered soothing words in
her ear.  That was not easy, since she had to pop the gas mask on and off
constantly.  Jade stroked Jenna's golden mane, as their nipples brushed
against each other, making them stiff again.  Jade had to temporarily
discard the mask, as she was going to put Jenna to bed.  Her strong body
had no problems carrying little sis to bed.  Jenna clung to her around the
neck, as she slowly but surely began to slip back into her previous stupor.
Jade placed her into her bed, (after changing the wax-stained sheets) and
sat beside her to soothe the youngster's fears.

   Jade got an idea.  She decided to place a post hypnotic suggestion on
Jenna; a suggestion for immediate, deep, and peaceful sleep.  Jade did not
know whether it would work, but thought it a good idea under the
circumstances.  Already the tears and questions had stopped due to Jade's
loving ministrations, and a fresh exposure to the Products.

   "I'm going to kiss you Jenna.  When I finish kissing you, you will sleep
for several hours.  You may kiss me back, but only if that desire is truly
in your heart.  When you wake from your nap, you will feel refreshed and
happy!"

    And with that last suggestion, she brought her lips to Jenna's.  The
kiss was gentle at first.  Jenna's lush lips were slick with Jade's sex
juice; yummy!  It was Jenna's first hot kiss, but she learned fast.  The
kissing sounds were wet and their groans passionate.  Both had secretly
waited *so* long for this moment.  Jade was thrilled by the flavor of her
own vaginal fluids in and around Jenna's sweet young lips.  The intensity
built as they continued the passion play.  Jade's tongue decided to visit
the inside of Jenna's sweet, sweet mouth.  The touch of their nipples and
breasts against each other only heightened the sensations.  The heavy sheen
of sweat on the both of them caused some slippery moments.  Jade used every
kissing trick she knew.  Her imagination and passion made up for her lack
of experience.  They kissed, then broke apart, then kissed again.  Over and
over the lustfest continued.  Jade was so in love with her sister this
moment and she was developing this weakness for younger female flesh.
Jenna was also expressing her heart's desire.  The drugs only lowered her
inhibitions enough to allow her into the act.

   Their hands had started out holding each other's faces; then soon
progressed to each other's hair, and finally they embraced each other
tightly.  The stroking fed their hunger.  Jade took Jenna's hand and guided
it down; down to her own steamy slit, while placing her other hand on
Jenna's sex.  Both young ladies were very wet.  Each began to explore the
other, as neither had ever experienced such ecstasy.  Jade hoped her
sister's lust was genuine, but at this moment it hardly mattered.

   Jade just kept on kissing, while her nails lightly grazed Jenna's mons.
This lead to Jenna feeling her sister's vaginal folds with renewed abandon;
so much moisture between them!  The young blonde instinctively pushed a
finger beyond the brunette's shaved labia, although she had never even done
that to her own.  The finger was a bit clumsy, but did not go too far
inside.  Jenna *so* liked the heat and tightness of her sister.  Every once
in a while, she would inadvertently touch Jade's clitoris, causing the
older sister to shudder from the increased pleasure.  The poor blonde did
not even know of clitoral pleasures.  She suspected that the youngster did
not know of all the pleasures that laid clitty-bound.  Jade decided she
would concentrate on Jenna's button, and bring her off.  The contact was
spot on, as Jade had much practice in this, albeit on her own clit.

   As their passion grew beyond all limits, their hands exerted deadly
pleasures on each other.  Jade focus was on forcibly pleasing Jenna's
erecting clitoris.  She hoped her sister would like her technique.  Jenna
did; very much.  In fact it was such perfect mutual masturbation that Jenna
could not refrain from animatedly humping Jade's loving hand.  All the
while they continued to kiss.  Then, like a crack of thunder, simultaneous
orgasmic bolts struck the two loving sisters.  Their hallowed screams broke
the long kissfest.  Apparently, both were aware enough of what they were
doing to call out each other's names during their coital peak.  Jenna had
long lost control of her diddling of Jade's pussy, so the older girl was
forced to masturbate herself to peak, moments afterwards.  Jade was feeling
the effects of some of the second hand fragrances, but half of her knew
exactly what she was doing, so she let herself enjoy the magic of the
moment.

   The brunette watched her young sister's face as she also went off.  It
was such a beautiful face; made even more so by the coital concurrence.
Jade was shocked to see young Jenna ejaculate a clear fluid; shortly
followed by her own talented cunt spewing forth its own approval.  Jenna's
orgasm was intense but short, and after two or three squirts of pussy
juice, she collapsed into sleep.  Jade was experienced enough to prolong
her own orgasm.  It amused her to see her own pussy forcefully ejaculate
stream after stream of a clear sweet liquid.  As Jade watched herself cumm,
she suddenly got the idea to aim the arcing fluidic outbursts like a man
might.  The subsequent squirts landed on strategic parts of her blonde
young sister.  The last few streams found their mark in Jenna's mouth.  It
was one of Jade's most wonderful orgasms.  She noticed that even her
nipples joined in the celebration by emitting pulses of milk (?).  Jade had
not heard of this possibility, but it was fucking wild as all hell!

   So much juice left Jade's body, that she suddenly felt dehydrated.  As
her little sister deeply slumbered, wearing only a smile, the sheer volume
of Jade's pussy juice on her face caused her to unconsciously begin
swallowing it.  When that was gone, her lovely pink tongue came out to
catch any that was initially out of reach.  Jade stared in amusement, her
hand still on her twat; the other was stroking her breast.  She took the
opportunity to look at the rest of Jenna's long, lean teenage body.  She
wondered if Jenna ended up masturbating after she got all that wax off her
privates.  The kid looked so damn beautiful.  Jade was tempted to continue
the session, but her disciplined mind reminded her of the time element.
She had to get cousin Jenniffer and Astrid to bed; and then she had to
figure out what to do with that Crystal girl before the cops figured
anything out.  Reluctantly, she got her naked ass up and headed out the
door.  She almost made it before she was startled by the tiny voice.

   "Jade?  Are you in here?  My head . . . I think it's going to bust
. . . Oh . . .  my God . . .  Jade, why are you naked!?  What's going on
here?  Oh shit, I'm naked too!?!"

   Jenna was wide awake, sitting up in bed, one hand on the back of her
head.  Her eyes could not explain the sudden nudity.  She touched the
strange, fragrant, and slimy moisture on her face and lips and wondered
what it was.  Her body glowed as never before, in spite of the sudden
headache.  She gawked about in total shock, once she realized that both of
them were fully nude, and no clothes were in sight.

   Jade was frozen in the doorway.  Her plan had been working so well up to
this point.  What happened?  Jenna was, for the second time, abruptly
lucid.  And yet the others were still under?  Was it a dosage thing, or
maybe age or physiology related?  Her blonde sister stared at her waiting
for an explanation, her arms once again covering her nakedness.  Jade could
not come up with an explanation.  Jenna looked as though she might faint,
the way she was hyperventilating.  Jade did the only thing she could think
of.  She grabbed her own magnificent breast, topped with that wonderfully
stiff and long nipple . . . and she brought it to her own luscious lips.
Jade sucked at it hungrily, moaning, and occasionally letting her tongue
come out and flick her dark pink stiffy.  Her other hand went south towards
box-island, and several of the manicured fingers forayed into her humid
cave; pumping in and out and making wet sloshing noises.  Jade was already
so aroused from the three previous orgasms, (and the major teasing at
Dakota's), that she went over the top again, screaming obscenities as she
came.  Her tits sprouted jets of jizz; as did her bald, slick, meaty cunt.
Jenna's eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted, as a small
involuntary orgasm shook her very foundation.

   'That was a close call with Jenna', thought Jade.  After a brief
recovery, she managed to put the two adults in their respective sleeping
areas; thankful they were still zoned out.  Jade even remembered to bring
their clothes, so when they woke up, they might think it was all just a
sexy dream.  (Hopefully they would not compare notes!)  Jade was feeling a
bit winded now, but her work was not yet done.  It took a lot of willpower
to ignore the charms of the two adults, especially her fantastically
gorgeous mother.  She did steal a lot of glances, though (there may have
even been a naughty touch or two).  'Whew'.  Jade grumbled to herself about
reacting so sexually with other's of her own sex.

   As she watched the young 'missing' girl sleep, she found her also
attractive . . . and so young!  Jade dressed the girl, and wondered what to
do.  Perhaps, while she thought up a plan, she could take a little harmless
peek.  Who would know?  Jade lifted the long skirt and eyed the girl's
panties.  They were soaked.  'What the hell happened here this morning?'
Jade wondered.  A gentle pull outward, accorded her a view of the young
girl's nether.  The fur was brown and sparse.  The hair was quite wet and
matted from a previous effluence; all in all, a good looking bush.  There
wasn't the time for a more detailed inspection.  Jade did want to look at
the teen's large chest though.  It was bigger than her own, and from the
brief dressing contact, it was clear those hooters were even firmer than
they looked.  There was more rack, than a young girl typically possessed at
such an early age.  Perhaps there was enough time to unbutton the girl's
blouse and take inventory of those mams.  Once the blouse was opened, it
was easy to manipulate the big tits out of their pen.  They *were* worth
the trouble to unshroud!  The areola's covered a lot of her titflesh, and
she had a lot of really cute freckles between her heavy duty torpedo-shaped
cans.  Jade smiled involuntarily.  What a crazy day it has been, and there
were no signs of normalcy in the direction of either horizon.

   Human voices vaguely discernible and coming from outside the home
distracted Jenna enough to investigate via a nearby window.  The cops were
going to her neighbors house on a house to house search.  Jade did not have
a lot of time to formulate and execute her repatriation scheme.
Hesitantly, Jade dressed herself, in spite of the burning in her (bald)
bush.  Still smiling involuntarily, Jade slapped Crystal's tits a few
times, watching them quiver-then settle.  A few more slaps, and she dressed
the teen as best she could.  What a shame to cover up that hot young bod!
Jade then proceeded to try and wake the girl.  Her efforts were less than
successful.  The young teen only smiled in her sleep, and uttered
occasional unintelligible words.  Jade had to think now.  At the rate the
cops were progressing up her street, she had twenty minutes at best.  A
half glass of water spilled into the lovely girl's face also proved
fruitless, and that was Jade's best effort to rouse the mind-altered teen.
Crystal sat dressed, but slumped in the big chair; still completely out of
it.

   Jade paced, but couldn't think clearly due to her recent
overstimulation.  What she needed was another orgasm.  That would really
hit the spot right now.  After looking out the window again, and estimating
remaining time, Jade decided an orgasm was exactly what she would have.
Just the mere thought of another orgasm was enough to start her body's
lubrication machine.  She climbed up on the overstuffed recliner, and
straddled Crystal Waters.  Her moves were fluid, like a cat's, as she
positioned herself in the girl's lap.  Jade lowered her sweat pants and
thong panty to just below her pudendum.  Within nanoseconds she was
masturbating with another hot climax in mind.  Crystal hardly distracted
Jade with some light snoring.

   Leaning forward, Jade smelled the girl's neck and hair.  She smelled so
. . . young.  Jade leaned in again and kissed the girl on the lips.  No
response.  She repeated her invasion, and her kisses became more urgent.
Jade licked the pretty face, and bit the kid's ears gently.  Her tongue
danced down along Crystal's neck, while a hand manipulated the teen's hair.
Jade's other hand was busy with her own love button; tweaking, twiddling,
and rotating, until it became quite engorged and hard.  A wicked idea had
her up and right in front of Crystal's face.  Had Crystal awakened, she
would have seen the most beautiful bald virgin cunt not six inches from her
young face; a cunt about to pop, once again.  Then it happened.  Jade
squeezed the kid's large tits through the blouse, and the sensation
launched her into orgasmic orbit.  She screamed, and she swore, and she
came again in torrents of Sapphic-tainted girl-jism.  She aimed the streams
of discharge right into Crystal's slightly open mouth.  In spite of the
repeated climaxes of today, Jade still ejaculated violently.  One, two,
then a third stream of spunk landed in the other girl's face and mouth.

   'That was a good one' Jade thought in the afterglow.  She resisted the
urge to sleep, and that urge was very hard to resist.  A lesser gal would
be snoring away by now.  She pulled up her bottoms, relishing within the
context of her feelings.  Her sweat shirt was soaked from perspiration and
tit juice.  She quickly dressed the girl and looked out the window again,
realizing her passion play had still not produced a viable gameplan.  She
was parched, and noticed a half full glass of what looked like her mother's
lemonade.  She gulped vigorously.  So sweeet!

   "Hi, I'm Crystal, who are you?"

    The glass of lemonade catapulted from Jade's grasp, as the young girl
startled her.  Jade stared at a teen girl that she had just stripped naked,
orgasamed on, then re-dressed.  Her face was slick with Jade's essences.
Jade noticed the hazel of the teen's eyes for the first time.  They were
pleasant to look at, as was the rest of the girl.  Jade studied the young
face, shocked by the fact that the girl was now fully conscious, and
waiting for an introduction.  She stood up from her previously reclining
position, careful not to let her dress ride up and embarrass her.  She
extended her hand in greeting.

     "You must be Jade.  Your mother and sister spoke of you.  You are very
beautiful; more so than your lovely family could convey."

   "Hello Crystal, nice to meet you.  You too are a very pretty girl."

     "Thanks.  I think I must have fallen asleep after meeting your mom.
What time is it?"

      Crystal looked a little confused at this point, as though she was in
a place that straddled dreams and reality.  She wasn't sure which was
which.

      "It's 2 pm."

      "Oh no!  I'm late for my rendezvous with my family!  I'm really gonna
get it now!  I have to go.  Don't forget to look at the literature I left
with your folks!"

      Crystal explained why she was there, and about her parents.

       "Wait, Crystal!  Before you go out there let me just wipe your face.
You must have spilled some lemonade there.  There, that's much better.
I'll just run my brush through your hair a bit, too.  You don't want to go
out looking like you'd just been raped, girl!"

       "Thank you.  You're so nice!  Your whole family is nice.  I've been
made so welcome here.  I really like your sister.  I wish we lived closer
so we could be friends!"

       "Yes, me too.  You seem like a very proper girl.  There, you're all
finished.  I believe your parents are very worried about you.  The police
are out there, so you better 'git' before you give them a heart attack.
You might tell them you simply dozed off after some heady conversation and
lost track of time."

      And out the door bounced young Crystal Waters.  Jade watched her skip
down the lane through a small window.  Her younger sister and presumably
her mother, soon spotted her and they all erupted in joy; shortly joined by
Mr. Waters and one of the policemen.  Jade hoped they would accept her
explanation, and not feel the need to visit the Parker residence.  After a
hearty welcome, then some scolding, they all headed in the opposite
direction.  Jade breathed a sigh of relief.


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