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© Deni 2010
Edited by James Friedman


Powerful Thoughts 9
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Dusti held out her hand to Nece.  The beauty of Dusti’s white skin mingled with the dark splendor of her own cause Nece to tingle even more.  Her virginity could still feel their fingers probing during the drive to their house.

Dusti pulled Nece across the driver’s seat and out the driver side door.  As Nece stood up, Dusti bent over and kissed her softly, lovingly.  Her lips lingered on Nece’s as their tongue began an ancient mating ritual.  Nece was aware of eyes watching her partake of Dusti’s lusty kisses, though she could not actually see anyone watching her.  She felt her skin tingle as if exposed to the whole world.

Dusti pulled Nece’s hips to her, then softly began to hump her proud punani against Nece’s hips. 

Gary came to stand beside them.  He took Nece’s hand and placed it on his heated, liberated prick.  Nece shivered in surprise and delight.  It was the very first time that she held a man in her hand.  She could feel it pulsing with his heartbeat.  It seemed to have a life of its own.  Guy moaned as Nece’s thumb gently washed across the little rim of its head.  Nece felt wetness running across her fingers as her eager dark hand held his white treasure.

Dusti ran her hand down inside the front of Nece’s shorts.  Her finger again found Nece’s cleft and scurried inside to titillate. 

Guy’s hand slipped inside the back of her shorts and glided down between her cheeks to her taint. 

The two of them toyed with her most private parts as Dusti continued to lovingly kiss her.  Dusti’s long tongue was caressing Nece’s mouth all the way back into her throat. 

Guy wetted his finger in Nece’s wetness, then slowly began to work his finger within her taint, slowly penetrating her virgin ass.  Several times he rewetted his finger in her front, then moved back to her arse.  Once he was deeply ensconced within her, he simply lifted her impaled ass.  Dusti’s finger slipped from within her front, their kiss parted, and Guy then transported Nece to the front door, her whole body quivering with need and excitement.  Guy periodically wiggled his finger inside her as he walked the thirty or forty steps to the door.  Nece could feel his deep violation.  Every time he moved his finger, she could feel the butterflies in her body take wing and flutter about.

Dusti had the door open and guy walked straight through to Dusti’s bedroom.  Placing his hand behind her back, he lay Nece down on her bed.  He lay beside her and began to fondle her perfect little breasts.  His hands were large and strong. 

Dusti pulled Nece’s shorts off then opened Nece’s legs, knelt there and began to kiss Nece’s thighs and womanly lips. 

Nece’s virginity had never experienced a mouth upon it. 

Nece found herself gasping in pleasure.  Her hips began to undulate, her mouth opening as far as possible for Guy’s tongue to enjoy; her chest seemed to heave as Guy’s hands fondled her nipples and the lilting curves of her breasts. 

Guy removed her shirt and for the first time in her life, Nece was naked before two people that seemed to crave touching and kissing and caressing her. 

Nece’s whole body tingled and shivered, her back arched, her right hand went behind Guy’s head, encouraging him to continue kissing her.  Her left hand was behind Dusti’s head, pulling her lustfully against her heated eager crotch. 

From somewhere in her belly Nece felt a tenseness begin to grow.  Her muscles seemed to clench, her body began to rack in uncontrollable need.  She heard herself grunting then she began to keen. 

Dusti lightly bit Nece’s clittie and suddenly the whole world exploded around her.  Nece’s whole body was shuddering, her hips slamming up and down, her hands clutching at air as she grunted over and over.  Her whole body tensed, unable to follow her mental commands.  The spasms gripped her over and over as she saw the warm darkness growing around her.

Nece could see thick rainbows of color and huge flocks of dark things floating in the air above her.  Her body wracked over and over as the rest of the world seemed to dim, then to fade to black. 

Nece lay gasping for air.  She could feel both Guy and Dusti move in beside her, their hands softly caressing her, their lips kissing her on her face and neck and chest.  Their hands continued to caress her until Nece slowly opened her eyes. 

They were still in the same room; she was still lying on Dusti’s bed, she was still naked; and her beloved Dusti and Dusti’s brother were still with her, caressing her with their light colored hands.  The contrast of their skin on hers was a beautiful thing to see.

Nece had never felt so complete.  Vanesia was silent, and seemed to be as satiated as Nece.

Nece realized she was crying.  Not sobs, just tears running down the sides of her cheeks as she stared up at the ceiling.

Dusti kissed her teardrops as they trickled down the sides of her head.  Guy began to lightly suckle on her nipples.  He rubbed his tongue over her hard pebbles as he suckled, as though trying to encourage her milk to flow. 

Dusti’s hand lightly covered Nece’s punani as Nece drifted softly off to sleep.

Nece aka Vanesia,
Dusti, brother Guy


Powerful Thoughts 10

The sound of a low-rider gangbanger’s car awakened Vanesia.  She sat up, not quite realizing she was not in her own bed.  As her ears auto-tuned to the perceived danger that she could hear coming toward her, she vaguely felt an arm slip from around waist.  She looked down to discover that she was surrounded in the bed by her darling new lover Dusti.  Dusti’s brother was not here in bed with them.  As if she were in her own little room, Vanesia crept out of bed and to the window.  She watched as the same low-rider that she had confronted at her own home slowly passed by dark eyes of greed and violence, their eyes covetously looking at all that they passed.  Someone in the low-rider pointed at Guy and Dusti’s little 356 Porsche as the polished car glided down the street.

Vanesia had a really bad feeling come over her.  Nece worried that it was her being here that had attracted the bullies to her lover’s home.  Vanesia snorted in derision at Nece’s thoughts of responsibility for the low-rider gliding past.

“Nece?” Dusti’s sleepy voice said.  “Are you OK baby?”

As the low-rider passed on by then turned the corner at the end of the block, Vanesia returned to stand beside the bed.  “Go back to sleep honey.  I just woke up and had to take a stretch.”

“Come back to bed so I can cuddle with you baby.”  Dusti put her arm out to coax Nece back into her bed. 

Vanesia crawled back into bed and snuggled back against Dusti’s naked tummy.  Dusti’s hand lovingly caressed Nece’s breast.  She started kissing the back of Nece’s neck.  “I think I am falling for you baby,” Dusti murmured. 

Nece turned, her eyes looking at Dusti’s face in the darkness.  “Really?” she asked, scarcely believing that this striking, stately young woman found her attractive, both physically and emotionally.

“Yeah baby, ever since I first saw you in class.”  Dusti pulled the covers back, exposing their bodies.  “I need to feel your mouth on me baby,” she said softly.

Nece smiled, then slowly turned as her mouth softly kissed her lover’s pale skin as it passed below her loving gaze in the darkness. 

Dusti moaned.  Her hand found Nece’s vulnerability and caressed it, her middle finger sliding down her lover’s cleft, then tapped softly on her clittie. 

Nece’s lips slowed when they found the slim wedge of hair above Dusti’s cleft.  Her nostril’s flared as she detected Dusti’s wet desire.  Her lips tingling with desire, Nece moved above Dusti’s clitoral sheath, inhaling deeply as she imbibed Dusti’s subtle pheromones.  She reverently kissed Dusti’s long thin tunnel of desire. 

“Oh god yes baby!” moaned Dusti.  “Make love to your adoring Mistresses’ sweet little naughty cunt!”

Nece began to suckle, her tongue sweeping lovingly across the stiffening clitoral sheathe of her lover.  Her ears relished the sweetness of Dusti’s moans, which quickly turned to throaty grunts as Dusti spiraled upward, in need of rising until she was out of control.  Her hips began to throb, then began to buck as Nece quickly, instinctively, learned how to please her lover.  The sound of Dusti’s ardor rose to a scream of orgasm as Nece worked hard at applying loving lingual caresses even as she intuitively suckled harder and harder upon her lover’s most sensitive, vulnerable part. 

Nece backed off slightly, allowing Dusti to gasp for air, then a few moments later reapplied her attempts to give her lover the best loving she possibly could.  Instantly Dusti again spiraled upward, her voice screaming “OH GOD YES BABY!  OH GOD!  YES! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” 

Nece repeatedly brought her lover to peaking after peaking until Dusti finally screamed “OH GOD! I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!  STOP, STOP OH GOD YESSSS!”  Nece jealously took her lover through two more orgasms before she reluctantly backed off. 

As Dusti lay there, her thighs splayed widely, her chest heaving, her hands and arms flopping without coherent thought, her eyes wide open staring at the ceiling, Nece giggled at her success, her rapid learning of and intuitive understanding of what her lover wanted. 

Nece’s eyes detected a slight movement by the doorway.  Guy had been standing there watching the two women making love.  His naked prick was steely hard and pulsing, wetness dripping continuously from its single opening as it pointed directly at Nece’s face. 

He was smiling broadly as his hand moved to his erect cock.  “You’re without question the best my sister has ever had!” he said.  “You’re definitely a keeper!  Don’t worry; Dusti will be fine when she catches her breath.”

A few moments later Dusti had indeed recovered her breathing.  She pulled Nece to her and they kissed each other for a long time, their hands again caressing each other’s back and sides and cheeks.

Dusti then put her lips next to Nece’s ear.  “Time to lose your virginity baby.  It’s time for Guy to fuck that gorgeous little pink cunt of yours.  You’re going to love it.  Wait and see.  He will be gentle until he breaks your hymen, then he will show you what a damn good cock fuck is like.  So just relax and go with the flow, alright?  Do it for me!”  Dusti gently kissed Nece’s ear.  “And thank you for your loving, baby.  You are incredible in bed.  I knew you would be, but it is always wonderful to experience someone that is as fun as you are to fuck.”

Dusti motioned to Guy.  “Time to pop my lover’s cherry, Guy.  Take her from behind.  But let her guide your cock to her cunt.”

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