Chapter 11: Opening night
After breakfast and a long good-bye kiss with Leo, Maggie headed back to her dorm room. Opening the door, she found Claire writhing on top of Abby. She giggled and shut the door, and then leaned down to kiss the two lovers. "Claire-bear, what have we done to you?" Claire looked up at Maggie with swollen lips. "Take off your clothes and find out!" Maggie giggled some more and shook her head. "I can't. I've got an all-day shift at the library." She leaned down and kissed Claire again, taking her time as she explored Claire's mouth with her tongue. Eventually she patted Claire's cheek. "But I appreciate the offer."
Abby gave Claire's pussy, right above her mouth, a long lick, then asked, "How did it go, Maggie-moo?" Maggie got a distant look on her face and replied, "It was incredible. Better than I could have hoped." Abby's eyes got large. "That good?" Maggie nodded hard. "Yeah. That good." Abby snickered. "You gonna share?"
Maggie looked thoughtful and then leaned down and found Abby's breast beneath Claire's hip. Then she found a nipple and pinched it, tugging on it. Abby howled and then whimpered until Maggie relented. Then she grinned and said to Maggie, "Too soon?" Maggie laughed out loud. "Oh, you!"
Maggie went to her dresser and changed into everyday clothes, then grabbed her book bag. As she headed to the door, she called out, "Have fun you two. Do lots of things I wouldn't!" The response was the sounds of slurps and kisses, so she went out and hut the door behind her.
When she got to the library, she went to the snack bar in the basement and got some orange juice and yogurt. As she ate, she reviewed her notes for what she needed to do. When she was done, she went up into the stacks and found a place to study.
At 5pm, she was knocking on Judy's front door. Judy opened the door in a silk robe that stretched to the floor. She invited Maggie in and then greeted her with a long soft kiss. "How's my baby? You ready for this?" Maggie took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Mommy, I think I *want* this. A lot. And I'm looking forward to sharing it with you." Judy smiled and kissed Maggie again, this time cupping and squeezing her ass. "You're going to knock 'em dead, baby girl." Maggie held up a finger and said, "*We* are going to knock 'em dead." Judy grinned and nodded before leading Maggie to the guest bedroom, where Maggie's new dress lay on the bed.
Judy stepped closer, her silk robe falling open slightly to reveal the swell of her breasts. "Now, baby," she murmured, her fingers tracing the curve of Maggie’s cheek, "let’s get you out of these clothes. I want to see every inch of you."
Maggie shivered as Judy’s hands slid down her body, her touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. She reached for the hem of Maggie’s shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it aside. Her fingers deftly unclasped Maggie’s bra, freeing her breasts. Judy’s eyes darkened as she took in the sight of Maggie’s hard nipples, her breath hitching.
"Fuck, Maggie," Judy whispered, her voice thick with desire.
"You're so beautiful. So *perfect*."
Maggie's breath hitched as Judy's hands slid down her torso, fingers tracing the curve of her waist before dipping beneath the waistband of her jeans. Judy's touch was electric, sending shivers down Maggie's spine. She could feel the heat radiating from Judy's body, the scent of her perfume—something floral and intoxicating—filling Maggie's senses.
Judy unbuttoned Maggie's jeans, her fingers brushing against the soft skin of Maggie's stomach, making her tremble. She pulled the zipper down slowly, the sound of the teeth parting loud in the quiet room.
Maggie’s breath hitched as Judy’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her jeans and panties, sliding them down her hips in one smooth motion. The cool air hit her bare skin, making her nipples tighten even more, her pussy already dripping with anticipation.
Judy stepped back, her eyes roaming over Maggie’s naked body with a hunger that made Maggie’s knees weak. "Look at you," Judy murmured, her voice a low purr. "So fucking gorgeous. So *ready* for tonight."
Maggie looked at the lingerie set that Judy had set out for her and pushed them to one side. "No, Mommy. If I'm going to do this, I'm going all out." She pulled the magnificent dress on and shifted it until she was satisfied. Then she reached in her bag and pulled out her new navel jewelry. As Judy watched, Maggie looped the chain about her waist and connected the pieces. The chain showed on her bare midriff, just above the waist of the skirt part of the dress. Judy shivered at the image before her. "Fuck, Maggie. That's such an erotic touch." Maggie nodded and reached into her bag again, then pulled out a wide leather collar. Her eyes on Judy, she put it around her neck and closed the lock. Judy gaped.
"You're going to wear that?" Maggie nodded and adjusted the collar, making sure it was snug but not too tight. "I think, Mommy, it says a lot and implies more. And it makes me feel...hot." "Fuck, baby," Judy whispered, her voice thick with desire. "You look *stunning*. Like a fucking goddess." Maggie shivered under Judy's touch, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of the dress. The leather collar didn't felt heavy around her neck, but it was a constant presence. And she really liked how the whole look came together. The dress was a masterpiece of design, with a plunging neckline that showed off her breasts and an elegant but daringly short hem. The material was so sheer that her nipples showed through, and the way it clung to her body made her feel like a sex goddess. The collar was a bold statement, a wide band of black leather that wrapped around her neck, fastened with a silver ring. It was something she would have never worn before, but now, it felt right. It felt like a declaration.
Judy’s breath hitched as she took in the full effect. Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached out, tracing the edge of the collar. "You're going to drive them *wild*," Judy murmured, her voice a low growl as she stepped closer, her silk robe slipping open further to reveal the swell of her breasts. The scent of her—lavender and something darker, muskier—filled Maggie’s senses, making her pussy clench with anticipation.
With an audible sigh, Judy stepped back. "I need to finish getting dressed. And you'll want to do makeup. Not like you need it." Judy's fingers lingered on Maggie's cheek as she went to her own room. Maggie looked in the mirror and went to work.
When Judy came back, she gasped at the sight of Maggie. Her hair was up, with slight bangs hanging beside her face. Her eyes had eyeshadow that matched her dress. And her lips were a vibrant sexy red that cried out in opposition to the dark colors of the rest of her ensemble. Judy thought for sure those lips would glow in the dark now.
As for Judy, she was wearing a sequined red gown that fit her figure tightly, accenting her breasts and ass. Her hair was in waves down her back, in part hiding the open back of the dress. Her own makeup was exquisite, with hint of some warmer colors to go with the dress. Maggie smiled and so very softly kissed Judy's cheek before speaking in a low and husky voice, "Well, I'd fuck you." Judy's eyes widened for a moment, then her lips curled into a wicked grin. "Oh, baby girl, you're going to be the death of me."
Judy turned and led Maggie to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room. "Look at us," she said, her voice thick with desire. "We're going to make every head turn tonight."
Maggie looked at their reflections, taking in the sight of Judy’s stunning red gown and her own daring ensemble. The sheer fabric of her dress clung to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination, while the leather collar around her neck added an edge of dominance and submission that sent a thrill through her.
Maggie could feel the weight of Judy’s gaze on her, hot and possessive, and she knew that tonight was going to be different from anything she’d ever experienced before.
Judy’s fingers trailed down Maggie’s back, tracing the curve of her spine before slipping beneath the hem of her dress. "You’re absolutely *stunning*," she murmured, her voice a low purr. "I can’t wait to see how everyone reacts to you tonight."
Maggie shivered as Judy’s fingers brushed against the bare skin of her ass, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body. Judy whispered, "Let's go before we fall into bed."
When they reached the club, Judy took Maggie's hand and pulled her to a table. She ordered two martinis and clinked glasses with Maggie before throwing hers down in a gulp. Maggie decided to go a little slower, but hers was soon gone as well. Judy murmured, "For a little confidence." Then, hand-in-hand they went out onto the dance floor.
The music was loud, the bass thumping through Maggie’s chest as she swayed against Judy. The lights pulsed in time with the music, casting shifting shadows across the crowd. Judy’s body pressed against hers, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm that made Maggie’s breath hitch. The scent of her perfume—something dark and intoxicating—filled Maggie’s senses, making her pussy clench with anticipation.
Judy’s hands slid down Maggie’s back, fingers tracing the curve of her spine before slipping beneath the hem of her dress. The touch was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure through Maggie’s body.
She gasped as Judy’s fingers brushed against the bare skin of her ass, her touch hot and possessive. The leather collar around Maggie’s neck felt heavier now, a constant reminder of the power dynamic between them. She could feel Judy’s breath hot against her ear as she leaned in, her voice a low, sultry whisper.
“You feel that, baby?” Judy murmured, her lips brushing against Maggie’s earlobe. “Every eye in this room is on you. They *want* you.” Maggie shivered, her nipples hardening beneath the sheer fabric of her dress. She could feel the weight of the gazes, the heat of their desire. And then a handsome man stepped up and turned Judy towards him. Maggie giggled at the irony, then gasped as Judy pressed herself against him, hands on his ass. Maggie shook her head, then felt a pair of arms go about her waist, pulling her against a warm body.
She turned to find a woman with long, dark hair and a wicked smile. "You look like you could use some company," the woman said, her voice low and sultry.
Maggie glanced over to Judy, who was now grinding against the man, her hands roaming his chest. She bit her lip, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I really do" she admitted, her voice barely audible over the music. The woman leaned in closer, her breath hot against Maggie’s ear. "Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll take good care of you." Her hands slid down Maggie’s sides, fingers tracing the curves of her hips before settling on her ass, squeezing gently.
"You’re fucking gorgeous," the woman murmured, her lips brushing against Maggie’s ear. "I can’t stop looking at you."
Maggie’s breath hitched as the woman’s touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. She glanced over at Judy, who was now locked in a deep kiss with the man, her hands tangled in his hair. The sight sent a thrill through Maggie—part arousal, part jealousy, part raw, primal hunger.
The woman’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of Maggie’s dress, tracing the bare skin of her thigh. "You like that, don’t you?" she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "You like being touched. I can see it in your eyes," the woman murmured, her fingers tracing slow, deliberate circles on Maggie’s inner thigh. Her touch was electric, sending shivers up Maggie’s spine.
The music pulsed around them, the bass vibrating through the floor, through their bodies, syncing with the pounding of Maggie’s heart. The woman’s other hand slid up Maggie’s back, pressing her closer, her hips rolling in time with the music. Maggie leaned towards the woman and gently nipped at her ear before she whispered, "Actually, I like being used." The woman’s eyes darkened, her lips curling into a wicked grin as she tightened her grip on Maggie’s ass. "Oh, baby, you’re going to be *so* much fun," she growled, her voice thick with lust.
The woman’s fingers slid higher up Maggie’s thigh, brushing against the damp heat between her legs. Maggie gasped as the woman’s touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She could feel the wetness seeping through the sheer fabric of her dress, betraying just how turned on she was.
"You’re *dripping*," the woman murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of Maggie’s pussy through the fabric. "Fuck, I can *smell* you. You’re *that* wet for me already?" Maggie whimpered, her hips involuntarily bucking against the woman’s hand. The leather collar around her neck reminded her of her place—of how *good* it felt to surrender.
The woman’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of Maggie’s dress, sliding along the slick folds of her pussy. "Jesus *Christ*," the woman groaned, her voice rough with need. "You’re *soaked*. Maggie whimpered and tilted her head back. The woman went on.
"You’re *begging* for it, aren’t you?" Maggie grabbed the woman's hand and led her to the edge of the dance floor, then brought those fingers to her mouth and sucked on them. She let them free for a moment and murmured, "*Now* I'm begging" before taking the fingers back into her mouth.
The woman groaned, her eyes darkening with lust as she watched Maggie’s lips wrap around her fingers, her tongue swirling over them. "Fuck," she whispered, her voice rough with need. "You're *dangerous*, baby. How far are you willing to go?"
Maggie pulled back with a wet *pop*, licking her lips. "How far do you want to take me?" she challenged, her voice a sultry purr.
The woman’s lips curled into a wicked grin. Without another word, she grabbed Maggie’s wrist and pulled her through the crowd, her grip firm and unyielding. The woman’s grip on her wrist was firm, possessive, and Maggie’s pulse quickened as they pushed through the crowd, the music fading behind them as they entered a dimly lit hallway. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and expensive perfume.
The woman didn’t stop until they reached a door at the end of the hall. She shoved Maggie against it, her body pressing into hers, pinning her there. Maggie gasped as the woman’s lips crashed into hers, her tongue forcing its way into Maggie’s mouth with a hunger that made her knees weak.
The woman’s hands slid down Maggie’s body, fingers digging into her hips as she ground against her, the heat of her pussy pressing through the thin fabric of her dress.
“Fuck, you’re *so* wet,” the woman growled, her voice rough with need. “I can *feel* how much you want this.”
Maggie whimpered as the woman’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of her dress, tracing the slick folds of her pussy. The leather collar around her neck felt heavier now, a constant reminder of her submission, of how good it felt to surrender.
The woman’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of Maggie’s dress, tracing the slick folds of her pussy. "You’re *soaked*." Maggie whimpered and tilted her head back, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. The woman’s fingers slid deeper, parting her folds, teasing her clit in slow, torturous circles. Maggie caught her hand with both of her own, then pulled. The woman's fingers entered Maggie, and Maggie's cunt immediately started milking them. Maggie's hips started to move as she stared into the woman's eyes and licked her lips. "Fuck me," she whispered. The woman growled and grabbed Maggie's waist, then turned her around and bent her over. She yanked the skirt of Maggie's dress up, exposing her bare ass. Then she pulled Maggie's pussy lips apart, exposing her clit. She leaned down and licked it, making Maggie gasp. "Fuck, yes," Maggie moaned. The woman's tongue moved in slow circles, then faster, then faster still. Maggie's hips bucked, and the woman's hands gripped her ass, holding her in place. She licked and sucked, her tongue flicking over Maggie's clit, her fingers sliding into Maggie's pussy.
Maggie's breath came in short, desperate gasps as the woman's tongue worked her over, her fingers fucking her harder and faster. Maggie's hips bucked against the woman's face, her pussy clenching around the fingers inside her. The woman's tongue moved in slow, torturous circles, then faster, then faster still.
"Fuck, yes," Maggie moaned, her fingers digging into the doorframe as the pleasure built inside her. The woman's tongue was relentless, her fingers fucking Maggie with a rhythm that made her legs tremble.
Maggie's pussy clenched around the invading digits, her hips bucking against the woman's face as she moaned into the dimly lit hallway. The leather collar around her neck only heightened the pleasure coursing through her veins.
"You taste so fucking good," the woman growled between licks, her breath hot against Maggie's dripping cunt. "I could eat you all night."
Maggie whimpered, her fingers tightening around the doorframe as the woman's tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it with slow, deliberate circles before flicking it rapidly.
The woman’s fingers thrust deeper inside Maggie, curling to hit that sweet spot that made her knees buckle. "Oh—*fuck*—!" Maggie cried out, her voice high and desperate.
The woman chuckled darkly, the vibration of her laughter sending another jolt of pleasure through Maggie’s body. "You like that, don’t you, slut?" she murmured against Maggie’s pussy, her breath hot and wet. "You like being finger-fucked in a hallway where anyone could walk in and see you?"
Maggie moaned, her hips grinding against the woman’s face. "Y-yes," she gasped, her voice trembling. "I *love* it. Fuck me harder," Maggie whimpered, her fingers digging into the doorframe as the woman’s fingers curled inside her, hitting that perfect spot over and over.
The woman’s tongue flicked faster, swirling around Maggie’s clit with relentless precision. "You’re *such* a good little slut," she growled, her voice thick with lust. "You take my fingers *so* well." At the filthy praise, Maggie gasped and came, squirting her juices on the woman's face. The woman slowly stood up and gave Maggie's ass a hearty smack. "Good girl. I hope I'll see you again. Maybe tonight."
Maggie sagged against the doorframe as the click of heels retreated down the hall. When she started to adjust her dress before turning around, a low sultry voice said, "Don't bother." Maggie turned around to find the aggressive blonde woman she had met the week before watching, her hands on a cocked hip. Maggie looked at her and the woman smirked at her. "Decided not to play this week?" Maggie just gawped.
The blonde woman stepped closer, her fingers tracing the edge of Maggie’s leather collar. "You look like you could use a *real* fucking," she murmured, her voice dripping with lust. "And I know where you can get it."
Maggie’s breath hitched as the woman’s fingers slid down her throat, tracing the curve of her collarbone before dipping lower, between her breasts. The touch was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She could feel the heat radiating from the woman’s skin, the scent of her perfume—something dark and intoxicating—filling Maggie’s senses.
The woman’s fingers traced the edge of Maggie’s leather collar, sending a shiver down her spine. Then her fingers moved lower, and Maggie heard her dress being unzipped. The elegant blonde, pulled the dress over Maggie's shoulders, revealing Maggie's full breasts, nipples pointing skyward. Without a word between them, the woman fell forward, pinning Maggie to the door, and her teeth found Maggie's nipple, biting and nipping.
Maggie gasped as the woman's mouth moved from one nipple to the other, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh, her teeth leaving little marks. The woman's hands roamed Maggie's body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, and sliding down to cup her ass, pulling her closer. The woman's mouth moved lower, kissing and biting Maggie's stomach, her hips, her thighs, and then she bounced back up. "Just kidding slut. Get on your knees and show me your skills."
Maggie looked at her through her eyelashes and turned so that the woman's back was to the door now. Maggie sank slowly to her knees, her fingers trailing lines of fire down the woman's sides. Then she lifted the hem of the woman's dress and found she was bare as well. Maggie smiled and breathed in her scent before leaning further in and giving the woman a French kiss right on her pussy, tongue swirling hungrily.
The woman groaned, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair as she pulled her closer, her thighs trembling. "Fuck, that's it—" she gasped, her voice thick with lust. Maggie's tongue lapped at her, tasting the sweet, musky flavor of her arousal. She could feel the woman's clit throbbing against her tongue, swollen and desperate for attention.
Maggie slid her hands up the woman's thighs, gripping them tightly as she buried her face deeper between her legs. The woman's breath hitched, her hips bucking against Maggie's mouth, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair.
"Oh, *fuck*—" she gasped, her voice ragged. "You're *such* a good little clitlicker, aren't you?"
Maggie moaned against the woman's pussy, the vibration making the woman's thighs tremble. She slid her tongue along the woman's slick folds, savoring the taste of her arousal, the musky scent filling her senses. Maggie's fingers dug into the woman's ass, pulling her closer, her tongue swirling around the woman's clit with a hunger that made her own pussy throb.
The woman’s hips jerked forward, grinding her wet cunt against Maggie’s face.
"Fuck, yes—just like that, you little slut," she growled, her voice rough with need. Maggie moaned, her tongue flicking faster, swirling around the woman’s swollen clit before sucking it between her lips. The woman’s thighs trembled, her fingers tightening in Maggie’s hair as she pulled her closer, her hips bucking wildly against Maggie’s mouth.
Maggie’s fingers slid up the woman’s thighs, gripping her ass hard, her nails digging into the soft flesh as she pulled her pussy tighter against her face. She could feel the woman’s arousal dripping down her chin, the taste of her filling Maggie’s mouth, making her own pussy throb with desperate need.
And then Maggie felt a pair of large hands on her hips, lifting her so that she was bent, her back parallel to the floor and her mouth on the woman's pussy. A deep voice laughed, "What do we have here. Can anyone join in?" The blonde woman pulled Maggie's head harder into her crotch so Maggie couldn't see behind her, and then it didn't matter. Her skirt went up and a nice girthy cock slid into her pussy in a single stroke.
The man said, "I'm gonna let you get used to that, little girl. And then we'll take you for a spin. You just keep entertaining your friend there." The man's voice was deep, gravelly, and laced with a dark amusement. Maggie felt the thick cock inside her twitch, stretching her walls in a way that made her gasp. The blonde woman above her moaned, her fingers tightening in Maggie’s hair as she ground her pussy harder against Maggie’s face.
"Oh, fuck—yes, just like that," the woman hissed, her thighs trembling. "Keep that sweet little tongue working, slut." Maggie moaned into the woman’s pussy, her own cunt clenching around the thick cock buried inside her. The man’s hands gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to move.
Maggie gasped as he pulled back, the thick head of his cock dragging against her walls, sending sparks of pleasure through her body before he slammed back in, filling her completely. The blonde woman’s pussy clenched around Maggie’s tongue as she moaned, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles.
"Fuck, you like that, don’t you?" the man growled, his voice thick with lust. "Such a tight little cunt, squeezing me like that." Maggie whimpered, her own arousal dripping down her thighs as the man’s cock stretched her wider with each thrust.
The man’s hands gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to move. Then his hips snapped forward, his cock pistoning in and out of her with a rhythm that made her toes curl. Maggie pushed two fingers inside the woman and slowly, deeply fucked her, enjoying making her tremble.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, mingling with the woman’s moans and the man’s low, guttural grunts. Maggie’s pussy clenched around him, her walls fluttering as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.
“Fuck, you’re *so* tight,” the man growled, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave marks. “You like that big cock stretching you out, don’t you?”
Maggie couldn’t answer—her mouth was full of the blonde’s cunt, her tongue working relentlessly against the swollen clit. The man behind her didn’t seem to care. His cock was thick, stretching her as far as she’d ever been stretched before, and every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure-pain through her body. She whimpered around the woman’s pussy, the sound muffled by the way the blonde was grinding down on her face.
“That’s it, you little slut,” the man growled, his voice rough with lust. “Take that cock like a good girl. You’re so fucking tight, I can barely move inside you.”
Maggie moaned, one hand digging into the woman’s thighs as the man’s hips snapped forward, his cock slamming into her with brutal force. The thick shaft stretched her wide, filling her hungry cunt, his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. Suddenly, the woman hissed and her juices trickled into Mggie's mouth as the woman's pussy squeezed her fingers. Maggie lifted her head to catch her breath, but the woman tugged her back down, a finger circling Maggie's collar. "No, little girl," she groaned, "I'm not leaving til that big man feels your sweet pussy with his seed."
The man chuckled and gave Maggie's ass a playful swat. "Well, that might be a while. But I imagine this sweet little thing doesn't mind." His thrusts sped up a little, and Maggie groaned happily.
The man's cock was thick, stretching her so good. She loved the way it filled her up, the way it dragged against her walls with every thrust. She could feel the heat of his body pressing against her back, his hands gripping her hips so hard she knew she'd have bruises later.
The blonde woman's fingers tangled in Maggie's hair, pulling her face back into her dripping cunt. "That's it, you greedy little slut," she growled. "Keep that tongue busy while he fucks you. I want to feel you cum on his cock while you make me cum on your tongue."
Maggie moaned, her tongue swirling around the woman's swollen clit, her lips sucking greedily.
The man's cock was relentless, pounding into her with deep, punishing strokes that made her pussy clench around him. And then the man's hands moved, and he was using Maggie's breasts, squeezed in his hands, rough thumbs rubbing on her nipples, to guide her up and down his cock.
"Fuck, yes—just like that," the woman hissed, her voice thick with lust. "You're such a *good* little whore, aren't you?"
Maggie whimpered against the woman's pussy, her own arousal dripping down her thighs. The man's cock stretched her so perfectly, his thick shaft dragging against her walls with every brutal thrust.
Maggie moaned around the blonde's pussy, the sound muffled by the way the woman was grinding down on her face. The man's hands gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her flesh as he fucked her with deep, punishing strokes. The man's cock was relentless, pounding into her with deep, punishing strokes that made her pussy clench around him. Maggie added a third finger in the woman's cunt, making her coo to Maggie.
Maggie shuddered and an orgasm rolled down her body, seemingly from the top of her head down to where the man's cock was plowing her pussy. The man groaned and smacked Maggie's ass again. Then he howled to her, his voice echoing down the hall, "Damn, little girl, you just got *tighter*! Now finish me off!" Maggie felt his cock swell inside her, the thick veins pulsing against her walls as he began to lose control. The blonde woman above her moaned, her thighs trembling as Maggie’s fingers curled inside her, the wet sounds of her pussy being fucked filling the air.
Maggie’s own orgasm was still rippling through her, her cunt clenching around the man’s cock like a vise. She could feel the heat of his body pressing against her back, his breath hot on her neck as he pounded into her with wild abandon.
And then he came, pulsing a hot load deep in her cunt. Maggie squealed and the blonde came as well, causing more of her juices to trickle into Maggie's mouth. Maggie vibrated from the hot seed pooling inside her and from the delicious taste of the woman's cum.
She moaned and licked her lips, savoring the flavor. The man groaned as his cock twitched inside her, still buried to the hilt. "Fuck, you're taking that load like a good little bitch," he growled, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. "You like that, don't you? Feeling my cum fill you up?"
Maggie whimpered, her pussy clenching around his softening cock, milking him for every last drop. The blonde woman above her finally pulled away, her thighs trembling as she stepped back, her pussy glistening with Maggie’s saliva. "Damn, girl," she panted, her voice husky with satisfaction. She patted Maggie's cheek and straightened her clothes. Now you wait right here. I bet we can find some more folks who want you to entertain them." She started down the hall.
The man slowly withdrew from Maggie and then turned her around. She looked up into the face of a man in his 50s. "Open wide, now, slut. You got one more thing to do." Maggie did as she was told, and the man fed her his cock. "Now you clean that up real good, okay? Don't want my missus to be smelling you on me when I fuck her throat tonight...." Maggie briefly pondered such a statement as she lavished attention on his cock, cleaning it daintily. She sucked on the head, then licked the shaft, then took it back into her mouth, cleaning it thoroughly. She pulled back and licked her lips. "You're clean, sir. Thank you for fucking me so good." She turned to go, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. "Oh no, little girl. You're not going anywhere yet. You're going to come with me and meet my wife. She's been dying to meet you." Maggie's eyes widened, but she nodded. She was still wearing the collar, and she felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of meeting this woman. The man opened the door and led her down another hall and into a large room.
The room was dimly lit, with a plush couch and a large bed. A woman sat on the couch, her legs spread wide, her fingers buried in her own pussy. She looked up at Maggie and smiled, her eyes dark with lust.
"Ah, there you are," the woman purred, her voice husky. "I've been waiting for you."
Maggie's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of the woman. She was stunning, with long, dark hair and full, pouty lips. Her body was curvy and soft, her skin smooth and flawless. She wore a sheer black negligee that left little to the imagination, her nipples hard and visible through the thin fabric. Maggie’s heart pounded as she took in the sight of her, her pussy already throbbing with anticipation.
The woman’s fingers slid out of her cunt with a wet *squelch*, and she licked them clean, her eyes locked on Maggie. “You’re even prettier in person,” she murmured, her voice dripping with lust. “And I can *smell* how wet you are. My husband told me you were a good little slut, but I didn’t expect you to be *this* eager.”
Maggie swallowed hard, her throat dry.
The woman’s fingers glistened with her own arousal as she beckoned Maggie closer. The air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and something darker—something that made Maggie’s pussy clench with need.
The man, still standing behind her, gave Maggie’s ass a firm slap, the sound echoing through the room. "Go on, slut," he growled, his voice low and rough. "Show my wife what a good little fucktoy you are."
Maggie stepped forward, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. As Maggie got closer, the woman reached to the floor and held up a strap-on and harness. Maggie's mouth dropped open at the size of the strap-on...it compared favorably to Liza's. Maggie struggled a moment and then let the dress slide off her body so that she was standing in front of the woman nude but for her stocking and shoes and the massive strap on she was about to cinch to her waist. The woman nodded thoughtfully at her.
Maggie put the dangling cock on and decided to be playful. She climbed on the couch that the woman was stretched out on and crawled over her body on her hands and knees. She paused and leaned down to kiss the woman's beautiful breasts through her negligee, then crept forward a little further and kissed her hard, tongue sliding into her mouth as her fingers played with her nipples. The woman cooed and arched into the kiss, fingers moving in Maggie's hair. "Oh, that's a good start, baby. Keep that up and I may take you home with me."
The woman's voice was a low purr as she watched Maggie's fingers work her nipples through the sheer fabric. Maggie smirked and bit her lip, then moved her lips lower, kissing down the woman's stomach. She paused at the woman's belly button, swirling her tongue around it before continuing her descent.
The woman moaned and arched her back as Maggie's lips brushed against the damp fabric of her negligee, right above her pussy. "Fuck, you're good at this," she hissed, her fingers tangling in Maggie's hair. Maggie looked up at her through her eyelashes, her breath hot against the woman's skin, then whispered, "I love fucking beautiful women, and being fucked by them." The woman arched again and murmured, "Listen to those sweet words coming from that mouth." Maggie grinned and kissed lower, her lips brushing against the woman's inner thighs. She inhaled deeply, savoring the musky scent of her arousal. "God, you smell so fucking good," Maggie groaned, her voice thick with desire.
The woman spread her legs wider, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair. "Then stop talking and *do* it," she commanded, her voice a sultry growl. Maggie looked up at her and slid her hands up the woman's thighs, then lifted her negligee, revealing the swollen cunt leaking nectar. She then climbed back up the woman's body and kissed her slowly. "I will. After you come on my cock." And with a single thrust, half of the length of her silicone cock was inside the woman. Before the woman could make a sound, Maggie kissed her again and pumped her hips, fully embedding the fake dick in the woman's desperate cunt.
The woman gasped into Maggie's mouth, her nails digging into Maggie's back as she took the thick length. "Fuck, *yes*—that's it, baby," she moaned, her voice a ragged whisper. "Just like that—*fuck*—"
Maggie pulled back, her lips glistening with the woman's saliva, and looked down at where their bodies were joined. The sight of the thick silicone cock disappearing into the woman's pussy, stretching her wide, made Maggie's own cunt throb with need. She could feel the woman's arousal dripping down her thighs, the slick wetness coating her skin. Maggie groped the woman's breasts, squeezing hard and pinching the nipples between her fingers as she began a rough rhythm inside the woman. The man sat on the edge of the bed and watched, murmuring something about "I told you." The woman's eyes rolled back, and she moaned, her hips bucking up to meet Maggie's thrusts. Maggie leaned down and bit the woman's nipple through her negligee, making the woman hiss. Then she pulled back, her body slick with sweat, and looked down at the woman's face. The woman's lips were parted, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. Her fingers were still tangled in Maggie's hair, pulling her closer, her hips rolling in time with Maggie's thrusts. Maggie could feel the woman's cunt clenching around her cock, the walls fluttering with each deep stroke.
The woman's breath hitched, her fingers tightening in Maggie's hair as she pulled her face down to hers, their lips crashing together in a messy, hungry kiss. The woman's tongue slipped into Maggie's mouth, tasting of wine and something darker, something that made Maggie's pussy throb with need.
"Fuck, you know how to use that tool," the woman gasped, her voice rough with lust. "I can feel every inch of that big cock stretching me open." Maggie groaned into the kiss, her hips snapping forward with each thrust, the thick silicone shaft sliding in and out of the woman's dripping cunt with wet, obscene sounds.
Deciding to be daring, Maggie reached up and tore the negligee, opening it down the woman's body, then spread it open so that Maggie could touch those delicious breasts with her bare hands. She took them up and squeezed again as she fucked the woman, whose legs wrapped around her waist and pulled Maggie closer. "Fuck, you're so deep," the woman gasped, her nails raking down Maggie's back. Maggie grinned and leaned down to bite the woman's neck, then whispered, "You want me deeper?" The woman groaned and nodded, her hips lifting to meet Maggie's thrusts. Maggie pulled back, then reached down and pulled the woman's ankles to her shoulders. "Yes! Fuck, yes!" Maggie chuckled and fucked her harder, her hips snapping forward with each thrust, the thick silicone cock sliding in and out of the woman's dripping cunt with wet, obscene sounds. The woman's pussy clenched around Maggie's cock, her walls fluttering with each deep stroke.
"Oh *yes*—" she gasped, her voice breaking as Maggie pounded into her relentlessly. The couch creaked beneath them, the sound lost beneath the wet slapping of skin on skin, the obscene squelch of Maggie's cock pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt.
Maggie leaned down, her lips brushing the woman's ear. "You like that big cock stretching you open, don't you?" she whispered, her voice rough with lust. "You're *so* fucking tight around me. I can feel how much you want it."
The woman moaned, her nails digging into Maggie's back hard enough to draw blood.
"Fuck, yes—*harder*," she snarled, her voice thick with need. "I want to *feel* you tomorrow. Make me *remember* this."
Maggie nodded and kissed the woman hard, nearly bending her in half. She murmured, "Yes mamacita." She grabbed the woman’s hips, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she slammed into her with brutal force. The silicone cock stretched the woman’s cunt wide, her walls clenching around it like a vise. The wet, sloppy sounds of their fucking filled the room, mingling with the woman’s desperate moans and the man’s low, approving growls from the bed.
"Look at you," the man murmured, his voice rough with lust. "Such a good little slut, fucking my wife like that." Maggie didn’t stop, her hips snapping forward with each thrust, the thick silicone cock disappearing inside the woman’s swollen cunt. The woman’s nails raked down Maggie’s back, leaving red welts in their wake, but Maggie didn’t care. The pain only heightened the pleasure, the way the woman’s pussy clenched around her cock making her own cunt throb with need.
The woman’s breath came in short, desperate gasps, her hips lifting to meet Maggie’s thrusts. "Fuck, *yes*—just like that," she moaned, her voice breaking. "You're going to make me cum so hard."
Maggie could feel the woman's pussy tightening around her cock, her walls fluttering as she got closer to the edge. The man on the bed groaned, his hand moving to his cock as he watched them. Maggie's own arousal dripped down her thighs, her clit throbbing with need.
The woman’s legs trembled, her heels digging into Maggie’s ass as she pulled her deeper. "Fuck, I'm so close!" she gasped, her voice ragged. "Don't stop—*don't you fucking stop*—"
Maggie didn't stop.
She couldn't. The woman's pussy was *dripping* around her cock, her walls clenching like a vise as Maggie pounded into her with deep, brutal strokes. The silicone shaft glistened with the woman's arousal, the wet sounds of their fucking filling the room like a filthy symphony.
"Fuck, you're *so* tight," Maggie groaned, her voice thick with lust. "You're *milking* my cock like a good little slut. “The woman moaned, her hips bucking up to meet Maggie's thrusts. "Yes—*yes*—just like that—"
Maggie leaned down, her lips brushing the woman's ear. "You want me to *break* you, don’t you?" "You want me to fuck you so hard you *scream*." Maggie growled, her voice dripping with filthy promise. The woman's eyes rolled back, her nails digging into Maggie's shoulders as she nodded frantically. *Yes!* Fuck me like you mean it!" Maggie didn't hesitate. She pulled back, her cock glistening with the woman's juices, then slammed back into her with enough force to make the couch creak violently. The woman's back arched off the cushions, her tits bouncing with every brutal thrust. "Oh *fuck*—!" she screamed, her voice raw with pleasure. Maggie squeezed the breasts in her hand, leaving crescents beneath her nails. “Like that, mamacita?” And she slammed the woman again.
The woman wailed and started to convulse. Maggie grinned and pulled out of the woman, then slid down her body and pushed three fingers in her pussy as her juices trickled. Maggie licked her clit hard and sucked as the orgasm rolled through the stranger.
The woman’s cunt clenched around her fingers, her juices gushing onto Maggie’s tongue. She lapped it up greedily, savoring the salty-sweet taste of the woman’s release. The man on the bed groaned, his hand stroking his cock as he watched Maggie finger-fuck his wife.
“Fuck, look at you,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You’re a *filthy* little slut, aren’t you?”
Maggie pulled back, her lips glistening with the woman’s cum, and smirked up at him. “You like watching me eat her out?” she asked, her voice dripping with wicked amusement.
“You like watching me eat her out like a good little whore?”
The man’s breath hitched, his grip tightening around his cock as he watched Maggie’s tongue swirl around his wife’s clit. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his voice thick with lust. “I love watching you *devour* her.”
Maggie smirked, her lips glistening with the woman’s cum, then turned her attention back to the woman beneath her. She slid her fingers deeper, curling them inside the woman’s dripping cunt, her thumb pressing hard against the swollen clit. The woman’s hips bucked wildly, her body trembling as Maggie’s fingers fucked her with relentless precision.
The man on the bed groaned, his cock twitching in his grip as he watched his wife writhe beneath Maggie’s touch. “Fuck, you’re *such* a good little slut,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “Look at her take your fingers like a whore, baby.”
Maggie smirked, her lips curling around the woman’s clit as she sucked hard, her tongue flicking against the swollen nub. The woman’s fingers tangled in Maggie’s hair, pulling her deeper, her thighs trembling as she rode Maggie’s face. “Oh *fuck*—!” she gasped, her voice breaking. “I’m gonna *cum*—!”
The woman screamed and writhed against Maggie’s fingers and mouth, her juices flowing with her orgasm. Maggie slurped and licked, savoring the salty flavor. As the woman settled, panting, Maggie continued her ministration. The woman looked down and whimpered, “God, you’re going to kill me!” Maggie kept licking.
The woman’s pussy was still trembling, her thighs slick with sweat, her clit swollen and throbbing beneath Maggie’s tongue. “Make my slut wife come again,” said the husband. Maggie smirked, her lips curling around the woman’s clit as she sucked hard, her tongue flicking against the swollen nub. Then she gestured to the man and said, “Come here.”
The man stood, cock in hand, and approached. Maggie drew back and rubbed the woman’s swollen clit for the husband to see, then circled it with a fingertip. “When you come, do it right here.” The man’s brow creased as he looked at Maggie, but he nodded. Maggie returned to sucking and licking as her fingers worked the woman’s cunt.
The woman’s hips bucked wildly, her fingers tangled in Maggie’s hair as she rode her face. “Oh, *fuck*—!” she gasped, her voice breaking. “Don’t stop—*don’t you fucking stop*—!”
Maggie didn’t stop. The woman’s pussy was *dripping*, her juices coating Maggie’s chin, her tongue working the swollen clit with relentless precision. The man stood over them, his cock twitching in his grip as he watched his wife writhe beneath Maggie’s touch. At last, the man groaned and stepped closer. His cock erupted and his seed covered his wife’s clit, then spread out over her labia and inner thighs.
Maggie moaned as she licked the hot cum from the woman’s pussy, savoring the salty taste of the man’s release mixed with his wife’s juices. She lapped at the mess, her tongue swirling around the woman’s clit, cleaning every drop of cum from her skin. The woman’s thighs trembled, her fingers still tangled in Maggie’s hair as she watched her.
“Fuck, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” the man groaned, his voice thick with lust. “You’re *such* a good girl, aren’t you?” Before Maggie could respond, the woman came a third time, her cum squirting this time, drenching Maggie’s face. Maggie groaned in pleasure, then withdrew her fingers and used both hands to spread the woman’s legs wider. “You’re a filthy, cum-drunk slut who can’t get enough of this,” the man murmured, his voice rough with lust as he watched Maggie lap up the mess of his cum and his wife’s juices. His fingers tangled in Maggie’s hair, pulling her back just enough to expose her glistening lips, her chin smeared with their combined fluids. “Look at you—*so* desperate to please.”
Maggie moaned, her tongue still swirling over the woman’s sensitive clit, her fingers buried deep inside her. The woman’s pussy clenched around her, trembling as another wave of pleasure rolled through her.
When she was done, she reached up and grabbed the man’s wilted cock, tugging him closer until she could get it in her mouth and clean it too.
She swirled her tongue around the head, savoring the musky taste of his cum mixed with the saltiness of his skin. The man groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as she sucked him clean, her lips gliding up and down his shaft with slow, deliberate strokes. The woman on the couch watched, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she stroked her own clit, her fingers glistening with her own arousal.
“Fuck, you’re *good* at that,” the man groaned, his voice thick with lust. “You’re *such* a good slut.”
Maggie pulled back, her lips glistening with his cum, and smirked up at him. Then she slid back up the woman’s body, kissing her mouth long and slow. The woman squeezed her ass with both hands, causing Maggie to wriggle. When she felt a third hand, she slowly sat up and put her hands on the man’s shoulders to drag his mouth to hers.
As she kissed him, she could feel the woman’s hands sliding up her thighs, fingers parting her pussy lips and teasing her clit in slow, torturous circles. Maggie moaned into the man’s mouth, her hips lifting to meet the woman’s touch. The man’s hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, and sliding down to cup her ass, pulling her closer.
The woman’s fingers slid deeper, parting her folds, teasing her clit in slow, torturous circles. But Maggie gave a huge sigh and started to stand. “I need to find my date, I think.” The woman extracted her fingers and grabbed Maggie’s hand. “But darling girl, will I ever see you again? Feel your touch?” The woman’s voice was a sultry whisper, her fingers still glistening with Maggie’s arousal. Maggie hesitated, her pulse quickening as the woman’s dark eyes locked onto hers, but she leaned down and kissed her fondly. “I expect I’ll be back. I can’t imagine not returning after the greeting I got.”
“Then ask for Lila, you delightful lover. Everyone knows me.” Maggie stood and gathered her dress, then wandered from the room in search of Judy.