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Bianca?s Lethal Orgasm.

By GabbyLez ([email protected])

Story Codes: F/F, F+/F, f-self, panty-gags, lingerie, masturbation, size, lactation, toys, urination, reluctant, BDSM, humiliation.

Summary: Bianca is a glamorous haute-couture slut whose girls provide her with an endless supply of kinky BDSM sex. They explore fetishes and kink with a voracious curiosity, until Bianca discovers the poison of a rare spider can give her the ultimate orgasm. ?Jillian? narrates this story.

??? Bianca always dressed to kill... four-inch stiletto heels, push-up bras, tight skirts, elegant suits, crisp, deep-cut blouses... she exuded musky perfumes that mingled with her perspiration, reeking of sex and luxury. She always popped the top buttons of her blouses, often accessorized with a teasing scarf that barely concealed her rosy cleavage; she sometimes offered a glimpse of her nipples puckering the silk or satin. Bianca's lips were always glossed and pouting, usually painted coral red or strawberry pink. Her eyes were sensual, half concealed behind her drooping lids as if exhausted after the throes of orgasm. Her body was pampered, massaged, oiled and subjected to every refinement of feminine art. Her rump was muscular and protuberant and her breasts always seemed about to burst out of her clothes. Even her shapely and smooth belly strained the buttons just enough to suggest the soft hot flesh beneath the satin. She was a thoroughbred tease, a living, breathing wet dream. Everything about her was calculated to incite lust- though her voluptuous body needed no artifice to cause cocks to swell and cunts to drool.

???? Bianca's flesh bounced and rippled as she strutted towards her bright red sportscar. The clicking of her sharp heels made me want to become her victim, the object of her lustful cruelty. Every time I saw her she inspired a different fantasy, each kinkier than the last. I imagined her rump in the air, writhing on her belly in satin sheets, panting and groaning as she masturbates herself... thrusting a veiny dildo first into her cunt and then deep into her ass as her back arches and her mouth opens in a throaty gasp...

???? I see her humiliated with loads of hot sticky cum shot across her face, one eye forced shut by a drying stream... I listen with my imagination the loud, fleshy smacks on her swollen buttocks, twitching in the air, begging for her fat ass to be slapped and pinched... I hear her groan and pant as she splashes in the mud, slapping and bumping another fleshy woman in a filthy wrestling ring, dry humping or writhing beneath a pair of sweaty thighs and a fat belly... squealing like a sex doll, stiff with orgasm, legs spread wide with her fingers clawing the air... Bianca's hot flesh squeezed into a tight white girdle with fully-fashioned stockings, high heels sticking in the air, hogtied and gagged with some post-orgasmic slut's creamy hot panties stuffed in her mouth... grunting and sweating and drooling like a pig in heat... arching her back and dreaming of a hot cock pumping cream deep in her belly... sometimes I see her entwined with her Lesbian lover, sucking each other's tongues and moaning with sterile pleasure... grinding, bumping and reaming each other's sweat-slick bodies until their moans reach a convulsive climax, collapsing against each other with their mouths devouring tongues and lips.

???? When a woman is being fucked by a man, there is often a lot of thrashing around and she might squeal like a stuck pig, but two women making love are lost in each other?s flesh, melting into each other and delighting in each other?s bodies. They might orgasm together and need to be pried apart, so tightly entwined are their limbs. I imagine their panting, heaving flesh entangled in a pool of their mingled sweat and come, mewling like two rutting cats.

???? This day, I watched her ass twitching in a tight gray skirt and her breasts bouncing in a skintight blouse. It was metallic satin, a gray silver tone, that molded to every curve of her belly, breasts and torso. Her flesh would liquefy her clothes, rippling and stretching the suit she wore. I heard those stiletto heels again, click-clacking with sharp metallic clicks. She paused in the driveway to talk on her cellphone. My hands ran over my body, first caressing myself through my clothes, then slipping my fingers inside. I popped a button on my blouse and slipped my fingers into my bra. My nipples were hard and throbbing painfully. I rubbed the silk of my panties against my clit, then massaged it with a fingertip I had dipped in my mouth. It felt oily and hard as it swelled. I was a rutting slut, a bitch in heat, lusting after another woman as I rubbed and squeezed myself. My nipples and clit felt as if they would burst like overripe cherries. My belly became coated with perspiration as the heat rose from my Mons. A viscous cream oozed into my panties. By thrusting a finger into my bloated cunt I came with a gushing climax. I still felt kinky so I licked my fingers clean, imagining it was Bianca's come. She shut her car door just as I was slurping the cream one finger at a time.

???? Several days afterwards, I received a written invitation to a party at Bianca's. We occasionally shared a lunch or a drink but she had no indication that I wanted to have kinky Lesbian sex with her. Maybe she sensed something. She may have noticed the way my eyes lingered on her, or smelled my rutting cunt when she was near me. As I was pouring myself another glass of wine in her kitchen, alone, she walked up behind me and pressed her breasts into my back while whispering in my ear, "Why don't you follow me upstairs so we can get to know each other better? I know what you want." I gasped without knowing what to say. My skin broke out in a sweat and my heart started pounding. She kneaded my breast in her hand and reached inside my blouse to pinch the nipple. I moaned and whispered back at her, "Pleeeeaaassee..." I did not know she had Lesbian sex; the women she had been around were friends not lovers, or so I thought. She twitched her thick ass as she walked up the steps. Some of her wine was spilling. Bianca led me by the hand into her bedroom.

???? Before I realized what she was doing to me, Bianca pushed me face down onto her bed. She roughly stuffed my head into the pillow by a handful of my hair. She pulled my hair painfully hard. With my head pulled back she stuffed a hot wet cloth into my mouth and tied it in place. I moaned as loud as I could but she tugged on my hair and told me not to scream. I tasted the same creamy flavor as my come-soaked fingers... she had stuffed her filthy panties deep in my mouth. The smell and taste permeated my nose and throat... eggs, fish, piss and sweat accompanied by the overpowering smell of an oozing cunt in heat. She then wrapped pantyhose around my wrists and drew them into a tight knot behind my back. My ankles were next. I was fearful what she would do to me. ?Suck on my juicy wet panties while I spank your fat ass.?

???? I was retching as my saliva mixed with the cummy panties and slid down my throat. Salivating as I was left me no choice but to swallow. Then I felt her fingers reaching around my waist and unfastening my belt and skirt. My sweaty ass felt cold when she pulled down my skirt and panties. The next thing the sleazy cunt did was thrust a finger in my ass, twist it around as I writhed in pain, then held the oily fingertip under my nose. She rubbed it under my nostrils so I had no choice but to smell myself. She pushed me over with an ?urrgghh? and unbuttoned my blouse down to my navel. She tugged my bra down till my aching nipples popped out. Bianca?s fingernails were long, sharp and painted bright red. She flicked my nipples, and pinched them till my eyes teared over. As my clothes became damp with sweat they felt more and more constricting. I was buttoned up too tight as it was, with the purpose of flaunting my voluptuous bulges and curves. Now it only added to the tightness binding my rutting flesh. I wanted to beg her to fuck me, suck and bite my nipples, squeeze my head between her thighs, rape all my holes, but all I could do was moan through the panty-gag and squirm like the trussed-up helpless slut that I was. I wanted her to be ruthless and cruel, to hurt me and dominate me, to call me her slut, her cunt, her bitch. She whispered in my ear that she fantasized about raping some bitchy tennis rival whom I resembled.

???? I was grunting and my bladder began to ache. I am a hefty woman and I tightly pack a 36-32-38 figure into my clothes. There is something masochistic about being squeezed into a girdle. The tugging, pulling and stretching is erotically stimulating. I groan with lots of ?ummppphhs,? ?pfffftttt?s? and ?ooooohhhhh?s.? I was wearing, under my business suit, matching pink panties and bra with taupe Hanes Silk Reflections pantyhose. Over these I was snapped and zipped into a white open-bottom Rago girdle. All these layers were packed into a pair of seamed slacks. My garters would form little bumps in my slacks. The pantyhose was for my pleasure alone... I love the feel of nylon rubbing nylon and could bring myself to orgasm just by rubbing my thighs together. All the tight clothing would indent my skin with lines and patterns- I savored these marks in my creamy skin. I want lots of snaps, hooks and buttons. The swishing of nylon on nylon is intensely erotic. I want my clothes to whisper and crackle, accompanied by my clicking pearls, bracelets, tinkling earrings... and augmented by my throaty voice or my feline purr.

???? As for Bianca?s kinky role-play games, I couldn?t win a game of tennis if I wanted to. I?d end up flat on my face from exhaustion. I realized I was going to have to play along with this bitch?s kinky fantasies, even if it meant flopping around like a fat whore in a too-tight tennis outfit begging for her to pull a strap-on dildo out of my burning ass.? I was going to be her dress-up sex doll. Bianca left me lying facedown on her bed, stewing in my own juices and sucking on her nasty panties.

???? I heard a muffled moan and suddenly a heavy weight was thrown on the bed besides me. I bounced hard and the bindings hurt as they tightened with the motion. I rebounded near the edge of the bed and felt myself falling. I felt Bianca?s hands grab me and pull me against another woman. She was also tied up, lying facedown with her arms tied behind her back. Her mouth was distended with a red ball jutting out. It was held in place by a strap. Her cheeks were sucking in and out as she hissed through the corners of her mouth. A shiny stream of drool fell from her gag onto the sheets. She stank of costly perfume, sweat and sex. Her outfit was expensive and ornate, and this only heightened her humiliation. The collar of her striped silk blouse was turned up, with elegant French cuffs. Her jewelry tinkled and her pearls made stony, clacking sounds.

???? Bianca positioned us on our sides so we were facing each other. The other woman?s breasts were thrust forward and strained the buttons of her blouse. Her cleavage was glistening with beads of sweat and her bright green eyes were staring at me. We were pushed belly to belly and lashed tightly together with hard jerks on the ropes. We grunted and snorted. I felt her body heat meld into mine and our hot sweat co-mingled. We were so tightly bound that the buttons of her jacket dug hard into my belly. The drool from her gag smeared on my face. Our position was forcing us to rub our bodies together. Her nipples poked me through her clothes. Our bellies rolled against each other?s. We were humping each other in bondage. I felt the heat and damp of her cunt rising through her clothes. Her humping motions increased as she tried to bring herself to orgasm. She was masturbating herself, using me like a pillow or a doll.

???? Bianca grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, slapping her hard on the face. Her sweat and drool splattered on me with the force of it.? I heard a crackling sound behind her gag. ?You?re going to kiss each other with deep wet kisses. I want to see some tongues.? My gag was pulled out first. ?Please untie me, you?re hurting me...? I begged her... ?Shut up or I?ll plug your ass with this,? she said, holding out an enormous dildo. It was very realistic, with a fat purple head and bulging veins. A glob of foam fell from the other woman?s mouth as the ball-gag was pulled out. The tied-up slut?s mouth was puckered out, with swollen lips and protruding tongue. Her eyes were crossed as if she was staring at the tip of her tongue. She looked stupid and humiliated, a classy dressed mature woman in such a position as hers, making faces. Her lipstick was smeared around her mouth and her mascara was running down her cheeks.

???? I was forced to kiss her greasy mouth. Her lips tasted sugary but the salty sweat and cold drool repelled me. She kissed me hard and thrust her cold tongue in my mouth. She sucked and nibbled my lips until I gave in and returned her kisses. Her mouth felt like a cold, wet fish. I only did it because I imagined that dildo thrust up my tight ass. I felt the slut?s body undulate against me, wracked with pre-orgasmic spasms, until her writhing was hurting me and twisting my body because I was so tightly tied to her. Every heave of her breath caused the bindings to tighten. She arched her back so that her fat hard nipples poked into my breasts. Bianca started to slap her on the ass with loud, meaty thumps. The result was the other woman, whose name was Joyce, convulsing with multiple orgasms. Her eyes rolled back, fluttered and finally showed only as slits with the pupils barely visible. She was apparently unconscious in her post-orgasmic stupor. She started to feel cold and clammy.

???? Bianca cut me free from Joyce. I was still tied and gagged. Joyce rolled onto her belly, unresponsive, staring cross-eyed into the pillow.? I wondered if that?s what she?d look like with a fat strap-on cock thrust up her ass. Her clothes were soaked in our sweat. My own were glued to my skin and I couldn?t wait to peel them off- or for Bianca to roughly strip me. To feel her hands unbuttoning me, pulling and tugging, peeling my pantyhose, would be delicious. I wanted to be treated like a Lezzie slut. I wanted her to slap me, pull my hair, pinch my nipples, talk nasty to me... I wanted to become her living sex doll... a submissive whore for Bianca to treat any way that pleased her. If she wanted to suspend me above a well filled with venomous snakes, my cunt would have dripped into the water. If she wanted throw darts at my upraised ass, I would savor the sharp pain as she hit the mark. I wanted her to stick me with needles or to pelt me with eggs or rotten fruit. If she wanted to brand my ass or my tit with a red hot iron, I would have an orgasm as the words ?Bianca?s Whore? sizzled into my flesh. I?d love it if she?d scrawl in lipstick all over my fat ass, ?Queer Lezzie Nympho. Anal Cherry popped by Bianca, 5 orgasms. Jillian loves to be sodomized.?

???? Bianca poured thick syrup down Joyce?s slacks, right into the cleft of her buttocks. The fluid soaked in the fabric with a dark stain. Bianca slapped that upraised meaty ass with a splattering ?whump.? The sound was dull and wet. Joyce bellowed with a deep, guttural ?ughhh.? She arched her back, bringing the rotundity of her ass into prominence. She wanted more and raised that wide rump even higher when Biance withheld another slap. The expression in Joyce?s eyes remained the same... only her lips curved up at the corners and puckered sensually.

???? Bianca rustled a sheet of paper and read off a list of role-play scenarios: the first was her tennis game, in which a player (to be me) wins a match and is accused of influencing the judge through sex- incidentally, the judge is a woman- and the other players corner her in the locker room and rape her with dildos; the second was the French Maid (again, to be me) who is caught stealing from the lady of the house, with the result that she is taken into a dank cellar and severely punished. The third was the ski bunny, cutting off another skier and punished in the wet snow, nipples rubbed with it, stuffed in her cunt, stripped, spanked and sodomized...? the experience of sex in the snow is exhilarating, especially to rub your hot sweaty body with the icy snow with a focus on clit and nipples.

???? The list was extensive. Another one I favored was a snotty businesswoman thrown in the mud, ruining her expensive clothes while being sodomized by a hot, big-titted, big-assed dyke with a strap-on. The punished schoolgirl was a hot fantasy too... a tight-fitting uniform, tied to a pole to be whipped and caned, spit on by classmates, then sodomized by the class with a variety of strap-on dildos. I creamed myself especially at the strap-on that squirts hot come all over my face and tits after the girls spit on me and slap me for being the school?s Lezzie whore. The thought of my thick, mature body squeezed into that seamed white blouse, plaid skirt, white ankle socks and black pumps, was so kinky and delicious I gasped as Bianca read her description of it. My nipples and sphincter puckered in anticipation and I felt my clit swelling against my control tops.

???? As I waited to discover what awaited me, I felt Bianca?s fingers pulling my slacks down. A sudden sharp pain shot through my ass. She had stuck me with a needle! I felt dizzy for a moment then fell unconscious. I never felt the delicious sensation of being roughly stripped by her. I was totally unconscious, as if in a deep sleep. When I came to, I was still tied up on the bed, though I felt much different. My legs were bare and my ass felt cool. No longer was I wrapped in layers of silk and nylon.? I felt the ankle socks on my feet and a short skirt on my waist. The upturned collar of a blouse lightly caressed my cheeks. It was open over my cleavage and my belly button, fastened tight under my breasts. I felt the buttons pressed into me, since I was still lying facedown with my hands tied behind my back. It was the schoolgirl outfit she had described to me earlier.

???? Bianca walked up to the bed and I looked up at her, with my head lying on one cheek. Her hair was pulled back in a severe bun, and she was wearing a silk blouse with a bow and buttons up the back. She had butterfly glasses perched on her head. Her waist and thighs were encased in a black sheath dress that, like her blouse, buttoned up the rear, only with large black buttons. Bianca played the role of a strict, sexually repressed bitch to perfection. She looked sadistic, too, as if she would take out her sexual frustrations on the first little slut she could dig her claws into.

???? What made my heart pound and my cunt pulsate was the entrance of several women in school uniforms similar to mine, only buttoned up tight like chaste little dolls. Their makeup was teenage style, with bubble gum lips glossed and pursed. They each looked as tight as Bianca with her hair pulled back, pointing at me and covering their mouths, feigning shock at the sight of me dressed like a whore with my tits and belly sticking out in one direction and my ass in the other. My hands were tied behind my back, causing my tits to jut out and my aching nipples to poke through the school blouse. I looked down as I inhaled the musky scent rising from my own breasts, savoring my creamy rose-tinted cleavage and the little arcs of my blouse, open and flared out like a curving frame to show off those bulging tits. Bianca had squeezed them up and out with a push-up bra that was at least one cup size too small. The straps dug into my flesh like the cords that had previously bound me to Joyce. The blouse was seamed and semi-transparent.? The tightness of it, the diaphanous fabric revealing my body in teasing glimpses, the cuffs turned back and the collar turned up, gave me a sassy flair, an impudent sexiness. I was a perfect slut, a loose, promiscuous little whore reeking of hot cunt and ass.

???? The room was small enough that the stew of all our rutting bodies gave it the odor of a claustrophobic whorehouse, reeking of sweat and lust. It soon grew stuffy with the combined heat of our bodies. Every nerve of my body was tingling in anticipation of what they might do to me. My cunt and nipples were throbbing and my clit was painfully erect. Sweat was rolling down my face and my neck and flooding my cleavage. My panties were sticky with hot cream. The silk was wedged into the cleft of my cunt lips. Bianca grabbed me by my bound wrists and pulled my head back with a handful of my hair. She gave it a quick tug just to startle me and told the other girls what a nasty little slut I am. ?Let?s punish and humiliate this queer little cunt, who kisses other girls and crawls into their beds with them to do filthy things.?

???? A girl named Charlotta came up to me and started to use her make-up kit on my face. ?Such a pretty little slut,? she sneered, ?she needs to be made up like a cheap doll.? She narrated as she roughly applied lipstick, mascara and eyeliner, ?pucker up those cunt-licking lips for us, queer Lezzie whore,? while she took my mouth between her fingers and squeezed my lips into a ridiculous fishy pout.? Another girl held up a mirror. The garish lipstick was bright coral red and my two front teeth were sticking out as if I were bucktoothed. My eyes were so heavily made-up that I might not have recognized myself. She painted them turned up at the corners so I had an exotic look. My blonde hair had been dyed jet black. Bianca had put color-tinted contacts on my eyes, so they were now a luminous green that contrasted with my new dark hair. I had become someone else. This heightened my state of excitement in her role-playing games, not just playing a role but physically adopting a new persona.

???? The girls began to taunt me by making kisses in the air, imitating me by turning up their collars, opening their blouses? and showing their cleavage. They made exaggerated gestures of seduction, accompanied by sarcastic comments, ?such pretty lips, what perky breasts, oh, fuck me, take me, I?m a little whore.? One of them even lay down on her back, spread her thighs and imitated the throes of orgasm with little squeals. Bianca told them to stop teasing me and begin my punishment. Charlotta was the first. She came up close to me and spit in my face with a loud ?thwwaat.? Then she swirled around some foamy spit in her mouth, showing it to me with a purse of her lips before spitting it right into the cleft of my tits. She slapped me on the cheek before walking away. This was repeated by each girl until my face and breasts were a sticky, foamy mess. The slime soaked into my blouse and ran down my belly. One of them even spit directly on my nipples so their purplish color showed through the blouse and bra.

???? Charlotta covered her lips with the same bright coral red lipstick she used on me and then handed it to the other girls. Charlotta bent down and kissed the saliva-wet globe of my left tit. A bright set of lip prints was left there. Another girl kissed my nipples, leaving red stains on my blouse. They? kissed me on the mouth and sucked my lips and tongue. I was smeared with greasy lipstick and sticky saliva. All the girls left the room, leaving only Bianca standing behind me and whispering in my ear with her husky voice, ?See how hot they are for you? They want to devour you and rape your fat ass. Charlotta whispered to me that she wants to pop your anal cherry with a big black strap-on cock.? I was moaning and whimpering so much that Bianca covered my mouth with her hand while she ground her Mons into my ass, dry humping me. Her other hand was rubbing my breasts. She was purring into my ear as she humped me slowly with circular grinding motions. I felt the moist heat of her cunt through her clothes. She was masturbating herself on my ass.

???? Charlotta came back first. She was escorting a girlfriend of hers by the hand. ?Lana, I told you I had a delicious treat for you. A nice thick cherry ass, too.? Lana was a heavy brunette, with long dark hair and thick lips.? She was wearing glasses and a denim outfit- jacket and jeans, with a red blouse. When I saw her, the most extraordinary thing was an enormous bulge in her jeans- it looked like she had a raging hard-on! Lana was stroking it through her buttonfly jeans while staring at me and licking her lips.

???? Charlotta walked up to my side. She was strapping herself into a huge dildo. It was thick and streaked with bulging veins. The head was purple and bell shaped. It was so realistic I could see a pee hole in the tip. Charlotta rubbed the length of it with oil. The glistening sheen added to its realism. Lana unbuttoned her jeans and pulled out her dildo. It was similar to Charlotta?s but retained some individuality in shape, size and texture. The color was lighter than Charlotta?s. It also had that little pee hole in the tip. Lana stuck hers in my face and told me to kiss the tip. I puckered up and planted a little smack of my lips on the swollen head. Charlotta repeated this request. I tasted cooking oil on the dildos. A can of Crisco?s sat on the bedside table but that was not what they used on their dildos. Whatever it was, it tasted like vegetable oil. It was very viscous and very smooth. I thought it would help them slide into my ass less painfully. I had never been penetrated there. I was an anal cherry, like Bianca promised. I remembered when I lost my other cherry and the jerk rubbed the blood and cum all over my belly. I was fearfully chewing my lower lip, wondering if I would hurt or bleed, or whether I might shit myself after having my asshole reamed open by a strap-on cock.

???? I was frightened, but at the same time I wanted them to do this to me. My sphincter was pulsating with anticipation. Lana and Charlotta turned their attention on Joyce. They were ignoring me. Bianca tied me to a garment rack in the closet. I could see the bed, with Joyce?s glistening ass high in the air. Her ass was covered in oil and they began by peeling down her dripping slacks and panties. They rubbed her ass so it was shining with a coat of oil. Bianca dipped her fingers in the Crisco and then stuck her index finger in between Joyce?s ass cheeks. Her ass was fat so Bianca had to work her fingers through the thick globes. Joyce stiffened and let out an ?nnnnngggggggg.? Her mouth opened wide as the finger went in deep. She exhaled with a hiss like air from a popped tire. Her breath ended with a low ?ughh.? Bianca pulled her finger out with a wet sucking sound and dipped it in the Crisco. This time she twisted her finger inside Joyce?s ass and made her squirm.

???? Charlotta and Lana stroked their strap-on cocks as they watched. Charlotta climbed on the bed and positioned herself with her knees on either side of Joyce. Her bobbing strap-on was poised above Joyce?s ass. Lana stood at the end of the bed, near Joyce?s head. Her strap-on cock was aimed between Joyce?s eyes. I saw this at an angle and regretted I couldn?t see the expression on Joyce?s face. I thought I was going to be the object of their raging cocks but I was now only a spectator. The purpose may have been to work me up by teasing me. There is nothing more frustrating than to watch another woman getting what you want.

???? Charlotta began by easing her strap-on into Joyce?s cunt. What followed was standard vanilla sex but the sight of those two bodies undulating against each other was luscious.? After pumping her vaginally, she pulled out and positioned the head at the wrinkled hole. The white Crisco was smeared all over the puckering sphincter, waiting for that fat cock. I was fortunate to have Bianca pull me out to a position where I could see Joyce?s face. I watched Joyce?s eyes bulge out as the cock pushed in,? They glazed over and crossed as Charlotta plunged in deep. She stretched her out with a few slow humps. She then nailed her ass with short hard thrusts. Their flesh made loud slaps and there was a sucking sound from the dildo going in and out of that tight ass. Joyce?s groans were low and guttural ?ummphh?s?. Charlotta was pounding her into the mattress. When Charlotta?s pace slowed, Lana forced her strap-on into Joyce?s mouth and pushed it deep. Joyce retched up some foam which coated the dildo. She slurped on the strap-on cock like she wished it would shoot a hot load all over her face.

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???? Two more girls arrived together and created a stir in the room. One was a young, busty, chubby brunette and the other an equally voluptuous Spanish girl with curves to die for. The brunette had breasts that bounced and trembled when she moved. She was wearing a white polo shirt that stretched tightly across those huge globes. The collar was turned up, giving her a sassy, arrogant flair, along with the tight pink track jacket that was so tight it didn?t reach to her waist. Her jeans were skintight. She wore them with a pink belt and matching pink high heels. The Spanish girl had a sinuous figure. Her back curved inward with a deep spine that was delineated by the tight shirt she wore under her loose blouse. The blouse was tied at her navel. Her jeans were Miss Sixty?s. They fit snug over every curve of her high-slung ass. She had a narrow waist, which brought out the thickness of her muscular rump? Her breasts were high on her chest and made her torso appear even longer and more sinuous from the front. The brunette?s name was Missy, for Melissa, and the Spanish girl was Aisha.

???? Aisha was making out with Missy. Their kisses made noisy, slurping sounds, as if they were each eating a juicy peach. Each was moaning into the other?s mouth, ?ohhhh... mmmmmmmmm.? They stopped kissing to watch the last few thrusts of Charlotta?s dildo in Joyce?s ass. Aisha was sucking on a round lollipop which seemed to show off her thick red lips and what she could do with her mouth. The hard candy clacked against her teeth when she pulled it out or sucked it in. She also wore lots of tinkling jewelry and high heels that made a loud crack with each step she took. Her creamy chocolate skin was adorned with sexy tattoos. She whispered something in Bianca?s ear while looking at me and then left the room.

???? Bianca rolled Joyce off the bed. She fell to the floor with a loud bony thump and a deep ?ugghhh.? There was a whining sound coming from the other side of the bed, where Joyce had been pushed. Bianca walked over and I could see her make two hard kicking motions, both of them followed by another ?ugghhh? from Joyce. This was getting very rough. Were I not burning with lust for all these girls, I would have been more frightened than titillated. I thought I might end up like Joyce- fucked, used up, then tossed aside with a sharp high heel dug into my ass. I didn?t care at that moment. They might have thrown my post-orgasmic body down a deep well for all I cared- ?plunk, splash? into the watery snake-infested mire. I was overcome with lust and masochistic impulses.

???? Bianca untied me from the rack and threw me facedown on the bed. Most of the girls were occupied with each other by this time. They were kissing, humping and goosing each other. They goosed each other by hard thrusts, too, jamming a finger hard into the ass. One of the girls squeezed her breasts together and imitated the inward facing position of her nipples by crossing her eyes. Another was actually milking her nipples and squirting them on her lover?s tits. Some muffled thumps directed my sight to a girl in tight jeans being spanked. I didn?t even realize Aisha had returned until I felt her weight behind me, straddling me on the bed. She took me by the hair and twisted by head around to face her. She smiled at me with the lollipop still in her mouth. She pulled it out with a trickle of saliva streaming off. ?Suck on this while I rape your ass.? With one hand she pulled my mouth open and with the other thrust the sticky wet lollipop between my teeth and held my lips shut. I gulped a mouthful of our mingled saliva and let the spherical lollipop lay on my tongue. I was afraid of what she might do to me if I bit it by mistake.

???? Aisha hadn?t even taken her clothes off. The dildo was strapped on over her jeans. At least her tits were out- huge raised areolae with swollen purple nipples. I didn?t see this until after she walked in front of me and made me kiss the strap-on dildo on its ugly purple head. ?Please,? I pleaded with her, ?let me kiss your nipples. Let me kiss them.? ?Missy, how clean are your panties?? I heard Bianca ask. ?Filthy, mistress. I?ve been masturbating in them, creaming the gusset, and I haven?t wiped myself because your bathroom has no toilet paper on the spool. They?re kind of crusty right now.? Bianca answered her, ?Remove them and stuff them in that queer slut?s mouth. She?ll suck them clean while Aisha fucks her ass. Aisha is rough so she?ll need something to bite and chew on.?

???? My aching bladder finally burst on the sheets. The relief was as strong as the most powerful orgasm. I felt the pressure and heat so painfully that my body shook and I broke out in a hot sweat. All my nerves were instantaneously focused on the stream flowing from my cunt.? My entire body was consumed by the flow, squeezing out the hot piss. The heat in my crotch was intense. My pubic muscles went through a series of violent contractions until I was emptied. I knew this was fortunate, otherwise I would have been squirting from the pressure of Aisha?s strap-on cock inside me. She commented, ?I like it hot and wet... she pissed like a racehorse, the filthy bitch, all over the sheets!? Bianca whacked me on the ass and lower back with a riding crop, swearing I?d be punished for that. The wet sheets later became cold and sticky, while Aisha fucked me, so I wished I could have held it in longer or gone somewhere other than the bed I was fucked on.

???? Missy took out the lollipop and put it in her mouth. She was staring right into my eyes as she bent over and pulled her panties off. She held them out and inspected them, while spitting her sugary saliva on the crotch panel. This she stuffed in my mouth first, then pushed most of the remainder in after it with her sharp-nailed fingers. Bianca kept me from spitting them out by tying pantyhose around my head and gagging me. The taste and smell was unbearably strong. Cherry lollipop, salty sweat, fishy cunt, musky girl-cum, piss, eggs and shit, all the tastes, textures and smells that a dirty, nasty overweight nympho?s crusty panties could preserve. Missy drooled from the lollipop, staining her gleaming white polo shirt. She enjoyed throwing those fat tits up in the air. The buttons were touching her chin, that?s how inflated that bust became. She played with the zipper of her jacket as she teased me.

???? Bianca?s thick fingers, bejeweled and sharp-nailed, began pushing into my ass, spreading cold, slimy Crisco. Joyce had been thoroughly sodomized and now it was my turn. I was squeezed into clothes too tight, so thoroughly made-up like a whore that I didn?t recognize myself. I was surrounded by women whose very sight incited my most perverse lusts, overwhelmed by their smells and chewing on the nastiest feminine excretions imaginable. All the while I was lying in a steaming hot puddle of my own pee. I was prepared to lose that most humiliating, personal and painful virginity to another woman, my cherry asshole. I wanted that pretty little doll Missy to watch, stroking her hard nipples through her crisp white polo shirt, stroking the buttons and collar as she pretended to be an elite, wealthy little brat masturbating at the sight of me being punished, sodomized and humiliated. She would twist her nipples through her shirt, with her long-nailed pinkie fingers sticking in the air. As I had desired, Aisha raped my ass as Missy stood in front of me, watching. She stuck her hand down her pants and stared at my face. I knew she would finish the night in her bed, in too much of a hurry to take off her clothes. She would hump her belly on the mattress. Her panties, soaked with my spit after chewing them, will be stuffed in her own mouth. She?ll be imagining herself as me, her anal cherry popped and girls spitting all over her.

???? Aisha plunged into me with her strap-on cock, bursting my sphincter and causing my ass to burn like I had to shit. It hurt so much I thought I was being impaled. I bit the panties, squeezing every drop of moisture from them. My wrists were still tied but tucked beneath me, so I was able to rub my clit with my fingers. Once my ass was stretched out, the pain became pleasurable. I felt the fat strap-on cock sliding up and down my tight canal and wanted Aisha to cum inside me. I wanted Aisha to flood my bowels with her hot, thick cum. Her sweat was dripping on my back, though my own body was completely drenched in hot perspiration.

???? I wanted to feel that girl-cock jump rhythmically inside me as it shot thick viscous cum deep in my belly. I wanted Aisha to collapse on top of me, heaving and panting, with her strap-on cock still plunged deep in my ass. All her weight went behind each thrust into my swollen rump. Aisha growled as she pumped me. She wanted to plunge into me as deep as that cock could go. She kept pounding as hard as she could. When she finally pulled out and crawled off of my back, I instinctively arched my back. As my ass raised in the air it was showered with spit, slaps and the sting of Bianca?s riding crop. I felt like I had been split open with a gaping asshole and my ass was bloated twice its size. The merest touch stung me. Bianca pulled the panties from my mouth and Missy pushed the lollipop between my teeth after spitting on it. Missy popped the two buttons holding my blouse together in front. My tits had already sprung free when Aisha was on top of me.

???? Missy took the riding crop and began thrashing me with it. She had no expression on her face except a sleazy pout. One of her hands was down her unbuttoned jeans. Missy was masturbating herself as she hurt me. I saw her chubby flesh bouncing with each heave of the crop into my swelling flesh. She rolled me over and whacked my nipples. I spit out the lollipop and begged her to stop hurting me. ?Missy, pleeeasssee, pleeeaassee! Why? Why are you hurting me?? My pleading only turned her on. She hit me even harder with the crop. My swollen tits were turning bright red and my nipples were engorged three times their normal size, purple and bloated. My rectum felt like it was prolapsing. My ass was throbbing and felt just as heavy and fat as my punished tits. I felt like an electric current was buzzing through them. Every nerve in my tits, cunt and ass was tingling. My flesh surged and twisted with every whack.

???? While I was on my belly with my fingers in my cunt, Lana climbed on top of me. She was still in her clothes, with her jeans pulled down around her knees. I felt her soft, hot belly through her blouse as it pressed into my ass. She positioned herself on top of me. She slid up full length on my back and ass. I felt the strap-on cock nestle in between my thighs while the buttons and coarse denim of her jacket rubbed my back. Her belly rested in the small of my back as she slipped the cock into my burning asshole. I felt the greasy cock stretching my muscles, followed by an overwhelming desire to poop. She was pushing deep into my belly.

???? Charlotta plunged her strap-on into my mouth and I moved my lips on it only to make it appear I was doing something to it. I was conscious only of Lana on top of me and her cock sliding back and forth in my ass. Lana started to stiffen up and she stopped pumping me. ?I?m coming, I?m coming! I?m going to cum in your ass! Ohhh!? Her cock twitched and jumped inside me. She pulled it out as she collapsed on top of me, biting my ear and kissing the nape of my neck. A hot liquid bubbled out of my ass and ran onto my thighs. Charlotta slipped hers back in my mouth and I felt it twitch and jump. Hot spurts of sticky cum filled my mouth and bubbled out when Charlotta pulled away. It was so thick it filled my mouth and I couldn?t speak. I moaned, ?La... na...? but it sounded like I was talking with my mouth full. The cum was bubbling between my lips and flowing down my chin. Missy and the other girls kissed me, licking and slurping the cum from my mouth. They kissed each other with the glistening come smeared over their lips. An obscene combination of slurping, popping. bubbling and liquid sucking sounds combined with the sounds of their moans and gasps, filled the room.

???? Lana was slowly grinding her body into me, still kissing my neck and whispering in my ear with her nibbling teeth, ?How does it feel taking all my cum up your sleazy ass?? She rolled me over and untied my hands. Then she stretched on top of me with her legs between my outspread thighs, kissing me and rubbing the strap-on over my belly. She opened her blouse and placed a nipple between my lips. We devoured each other?s bodies for the next twenty minutes or so, until our clothes were scattered around the bed and we collapsed with exhaustion.

???? Bianca click-clacked around the bed, holding the riding crop in her hand as she inspected us with pursed lips. All the other girls had left the room, leaving only Lana and me entwined on the bed. We were dead silent, watching her with submissive glances. We must have seemed like two frightened kittens. The contrast was striking: a tall imperious brunette tricked out like a prudish schoolteacher, her hair drawn back tight against her scalp to emphasize her high, round cheeks and feline eyes; we, stripped naked, glistening with sweat and body fluids, reeking like an old mattress in a filthy whorehouse, under the seething eyes of Bianca in her own posh bedroom. I was covered in pink and red marks, with my ass, tits, lips, tongue, all swollen from being bit, slapped or pinched.

???? We were filthy and must have stank worse than two mewling cats copulating in a sewer drain. That was the method Bianca had used on us: her, decked out in a fresh, crisp blouse, luxuriating in her sleazy lingerie beneath hot, slippery layers of silk and satin. She was wearing her most expensive jewelry. Her body had been bathed in scented bathwater, oiled and massaged, her skin tingling with peppermint and clove. Bianca may have looked like an uptight librarian but she was the most exquisitely pampered Madam imaginable. Some women play the Dominatrix and act out the part, but Bianca wasn?t acting. We were role-playing for her amusement, but as for Bianca, she was an authentic Madam. We were all her submissives, captives who needed her to provide us with the most powerful orgasms we had ever imagined. That was our chain to her. Pure ecstasy, assuming roles beyond our most extreme fantasies.

???? Our next assignment was Bianca. We were to slowly and methodically strip her and do whatever she requested. Bianca stood over us with that haughty pout of her lips and told us to remove her skirt. I went behind her as Lana unfastened the designer belt and pulled it through the loops. I unfastened the button tab in the back. Lana held the skirt up while I undid the row of buttons in the rear. ?Kiss each of them before unfastening it,? Bianca sneered. It was a kinky, submissive gesture that I repeated on her blouse. When I finished, Lana folded the skirt over her arm and placed it over the arm of a satin-upholstered chair. She ran her hands over the luxurious taffeta lining, which was an opalescent pink. ?My blouse, please,? Bianca uttered in an undertone. Lana untied the bow at the nape of Bianca?s neck and began unfastening the buttons, starting at the bottom and working up the indentation of her spine. I daintily popped the buttons on the cuffs, kissed the insides of her wrists, and pulled the blouse carefully over her arms. I placed it on top of the skirt.

???? Bianca pulled the slip over her head and handed it to Lana. Bianca now looked like a high-class call girl or a porn actress. She was wearing fully-fashioned thigh-high stockings with a four-strap garter belt, diaphanous pink panties that revealed a teasing view of her engorged cunt lips, replete with a creamy shine that betrayed her excitement, and a satin bustier that fit as snug as a corset with her nipples poking over the top. ?Kiss my nipples, Lana. You, Jillian, clean my panties. I?m afraid I?ve soiled them with my excitement,? Bianca said with her throaty purr. I motioned to pull her panties down, but she told me no. ?Leave them on and clean them. And don?t slobber on them, either, or you?ll be sleeping with them in your mouth tonight.? She slapped me to emphasize the point.

???? Lana kept bumping into me as I crouched in front of Bianca. I heard her lips smacking and sucking on the nipples. Bianca and Lana were both moaning softly. With my face in Bianca?s crotch, I could see the knob of her clitoris poking through the sheer panties. It was the largest clit I had ever seen! If it wasn?t obscured by her silky pubic hair it might have looked like a small erect cock jutting out. The pearly cream from her cunt was brightly glistening in her slit. The lips were alternating shades of pink and red. The outer lips were swollen like balloons and had a purplish red color. They were hard and rubbery on my tongue. I gulped down my saliva between each stroke of my tongue. I didn?t want to get those panties wet and give Bianca a reason to hurt me. I wanted to taste her cum and inhale that stewing hot pussy.

???? Bianca?s areolae had swelled like overripe plums about to burst. They were a reddish purple and tipped with pink nipples that were as bloated as a nursing sow?s. Their peculiar colors were brought out by the thick coating of Lana?s saliva. I was looking up at the round undersides of her bustier cups, watching Lana?s lips and tongue stroking those fat nipples. When I returned to work on Bianca?s panties, I sucked them in between my lips and drew them away from her cunt. This way I was able to suck the cream out of the sheer fabric and leave behind only a damp spot. As soon as I let go, the panties slapped against Bianca?s creaming lips and became soiled all over again. My tongue was causing her to cream at a rate I couldn?t keep up with. A glistening wet trail ran down the insides of her thighs, longer on the left side, with globs of pearly cream gushing from the lower part of her slit. ?Madam,? I pleaded, ?you?re creaming so much I can?t keep up. Might you please allow me to remove your panties and service you directly?? She slapped my cheek with the riding crop so hard that my eyes welled up with tears from the shock and pain. ?Lick my ass, you ungrateful slut. Lana, watch and learn.?

???? Bianca turned around and leaned over. She pulled her panties down around her knees. Her ass was jutting in the air as she took a cheek in each hand and spread the buttocks apart. Inside the rosy cleft was a pulsating, wrinkled pink hole. Her buttocks were each bouncy, globular masses of creamy flesh, as smooth and bright as polished marble. They were a sadist?s wet dream and even I felt the urge to smack, bite and kick them into swollen, bruised pulps. If Bianca could have read my thoughts at that moment she might have drowned me. My nose was soon nestled in the sweaty furrow with my lips glued on that steaming hot asshole. The heat was intense. I inhaled the combined smells of eggs, sweat, musk and shit. The sweeter smells of her pussy also filled my nose. The skin of her buttocks felt cool in comparison with that searing hot asshole. I licked the cleft and tasted her ass. As I swallowed my saliva, the acrid stench would slide down my throat and fill my sinuses with her hot stinky ass.

???? Bianca humped my face as I licked, until she stood straight up and turned to face me again. I was licking my lips just to please her. Her mouth covered mine in a deep sucking kiss that left my mouth dry. Bianca was absolutely voracious. She then instructed us to dress her again. We were told to kiss each body part as we covered her, and to kiss each button before fastening it- a kind of ritualized, fetishist gesture of adoration. As Bianca examined herself in a floorlength mirror, Lana and I glanced at each other wondering if we were finished. Lana helped Bianca shrug into a glamorous sable fur coat. Bianca soon went away on some errand, but not before tying us up and leaving us rolling and squirming on the sticky wet bed. I was pleased that Bianca hadn?t thrown me on my belly and planted the toe of her high heeled shoe in my ass, like she had done to Joyce.

???? There was no indication that Bianca had an orgasm so it must not have been her intention. The jaded old whore just wanted to work up her lusts by toying with us. We were just a masturbation show for her to enjoy. I was wondering what it took for her to climax... anal strap-on sex, whipping, bondage, needles, hydrophilia, erotic asphyxiation, horror sex, what extreme acts of sado-masochism would give her an orgasm? Or would she come just from simple vanilla sex after all this role-play? Some women are like that... the bondage-discipline/sado-masochism is just a stimulant, a cerebral orgasm. The next episode in our session with Bianca would shock us all.

???? We were instructed by Bianca herself as to what to expect and what to do. The extent of her masochism was astonishing- it was brought to the absolute, and throughout it all, we remained her playthings- and she remained ours. She had told us the dart contained a paralytic. She would stiffen up like a rigid sex doll, eyes bulged out and tongue protruding. Her nerves would be in a state of hypersensitivity, an extended orgasm. ?Kiss me, bite my nipples hard, slap my tits, chew on my tongue, hurt me! I?ll be in a state of prolonged sexual ecstasy induced by this poison.?

???? Following Bianca?s party, during which she had been so thoroughly teased, titillated and taunted, she left for her bedroom in a state of nearly explosive lust. She had been moaning and mewling all night, aching with some unfathomable desire. Her masochistic impulses were raging through every tissue of her body like an electric shock. Her nipples were almost puncturing the pink blouse stretched across her engorged breasts. They were throbbing with such an aching erection that a needle stuck into the purple areolae would not have been more agonizing.

??? Bianca threw herself on the bed, facedown, drawing a pillow underneath her. She clasped it hard between her thighs and humped it like a stud impregnating a rutting mare. Her hips pumped it hard and the bedframe oscillated with the force of her thrusts. She was mewling like a cat, begging to be fucked while she heaved and pumped her hips. There was the faint sound of the skirt button popping open and the zipper pulling down. Bianca took a strand of pearls between her lips while one arm was tucked beneath her. Bianca?s fingers massaged her oily clit as the other hand either clawed the sheets or squeezed her aching tits through her blouse. Her body was undulating and rolling while her head lolled about. Her pink tongue flicked in and out of her mouth, licking her lips. Her ass twitched and bounced in the air.

???? Bianca was biting and sucking her pearls while she raised her ass in the air. The fat globular rump made an inviting target for the dart, but it was sheathed in a skirt that was partially drawn down her thighs... her bare neck was the preferred point of entry for the aphrodisiac poison so it would take immediate effect. Bianca was feeling her body, the hard rubbery nipples poking through her tight blouse, running her hands over the buttons, caressing her soft, hot belly before pulling up the shirt-tails and slipping her fingers into the tight elastic of her panties...

???? There was the sound of air passing through a hollow tube and a brief ?pfffft.? The dart implanted itself in the side of her neck. She uttered a brief squeal while her mouth opened, dropping the strand of pearls. There was a brief intake of air followed instantaneously by the hiss of a prolonged, hard exhalation. A whining ?uuhhh? followed by a crackling sound was all that came out of her wide-open mouth. Her eyes stared at the sheets, wide and startled, bulging out. Her back arched deeply, bending like a bow, thrusting her breasts into the mattress and throwing her ass high in the air.

???? Bianca was rigid in this position. Her bulging eyes glazed over and her mouth was frozen in a perverse smile. The lips curled outwards, baring her teeth. She was frozen in a state of convulsive orgasm. One of her hands was partially inside her cunt, one finger deeply inserted in her hole with the fingers splayed out over the bloated lips. Her other hand, which had been clawing the sheet, now held it firmly in a rigid grasp. I pulled the pearl necklace that she still held between her teeth. It wouldn?t fall out so I used my fingers to pull Bianca?s lips back, showing her snarling teeth. I pulled the pearls around until they could be slipped out, one sphere at a time, clacking and scraping her teeth. I hesitantly placed my lips over her mouth and kissed her, feeling only her teeth and an unresponsive, curled upper lip. I bit that lip and pulled on it but this elicited no response.

???? Bianca?s kisses were always pulpy, with soft warm lips and a buttery tongue. Her kisses were normally sugary; now her mouth was cloying and her saliva felt thick and oily. Her mouth felt cold. Her saliva stuck to my lips instead of dissolving with our mingled kisses. I unclasped the pearls from around her neck and drew the strands out of her blouse, inside of which they had been tucked. They were real pearls and I savored the unctuous spheres as they rolled over my breasts, still hot and moist from Bianca?s rutting body. Missy was running her hands over Bianca?s upthrust ass, venturing to plug her middle finger into the sphincter. She pulled the skirt down further and tried to push Bianca?s ass down from its perversely high angle. ?Ughhh, ughhh, ohhh!? She was stiff and unyielding. Missy suggested, ?We can?t do much with her ass sticking up like this. Her back is so stiff and bent so deep, let?s straighten her up.? She was pushing down on Bianca?s ass with both hands, but she wouldn?t budge. I put my hands on that cold, hard ass and we pushed together, bouncing Bianca on the mattress until ?CRACK!?? Her back popped with a loud snap. She was suddenly flat on her belly with both of us falling on her.

???? Missy ran her hands over Bianca?s bowed torso, caressing her through her clothes. She slipped her hand inside Bianca?s blouse. Bianca?s nipples felt harder and more resilient than any Missy had ever felt before. Her breasts were also more rigid than usual, as if she had implants. Bianca?s legs were bent at the knees so her spiked heels were pointing in the air; her posture was reminiscent of the stiff straight legs of a slaughtered quadruped. Her stiff arms were bent at the elbows, her hands raised near her face. The fingers were contorted as if she were trying to clutch something. She was hideous, like a corpse from a horror movie frozen in a paroxysm of pain and fear. Missy was frightened at the unresponsive state of Bianca. She was growing as rigid as a corpse but her flesh was still hot to touch. She didn?t appear to be perspiring normally, either, but was excreting a viscous, sweet smelling perspiration that gave her skin an oily sheen.

???? The poison dart contained the venom of a rare South American spider. The victim of its bite will pass through a series of symptoms. The initial reaction is an increased nerve sensitivity and a heightened sexual arousal that may induce spontaneous orgasm. A rigid paralytic state will result from the sudden increase in muscular tension during orgasm. In effect, the body will become frozen in this state. Victims are easily recognizable by their rigor-mortis-like postures- frozen in their state of extreme sexual arousal and orgasm- enlarged labia, abnormally large nipples, breasts engorged with popping veins, eyes bulging, mouths distorted with expressions of extreme pain or ecstasy. In some instances, the tongue will be swollen and protruding. The arms are often extended with fingers presenting a claw-like posture. The victim?s body will exude a strong cloying odor, usually impregnated with a musky smell. This was the current state of Bianca.

???? Missy stopped fondling Bianca?s nipples and examined her with a morbid curiosity. She looked at her bulging eyes and pulled the lids back to better see the dilated black pupils. She didn?t blink or tear, but remained in her rigid, fixed stare. Missy pulled back Bianca?s lips, showing her teeth in their feral, vicious snarl. Missy was startled by a sudden, deep eructation passing through Bianca?s clenched teeth. Bianca?s body became burning hot and her muscles were tensing like an athlete?s. Her eyes began to relax from the rigid stare and her lids partially closed over them. Her face slowly reverted from its agonized expression back to one lost in sensual abandon. As Missy felt Bianca?s nipples again, they grew harder- swollen and wet like an aroused cock oozing pre-cum, but whatever fluid was oozing from those nipples wasn?t milk. It was too viscous and cloying, similar to the oily sweat she had exuded, only much thicker. Missy felt Bianca?s veins pulsing under her skin. There was a throbbing in the nipples and, Missy soon discovered, in the clitoris and labia.

???? Missy was witnessing the final stage of the venom?s effects. The nerve endings in erectile tissue react to the poison and are stimulated- nipples and clitorises expand and swell to enormous dimensions. In some instances, the tongue will become swollen and protrude. The clitoris will erect to abnormal, phallic proportions with an increase in the sensitivity of its nerves. Missy turned Bianca on her side to examine the breasts that were swelling under her hands. The blouse had rucked up under her tits. Missy stared at the enormous nipples and swollen areolae. The tips were expanding as she watched! The skin covering Bianca?s breasts was stretching into a state of increasing transparency as the breasts rapidly inflated into two perfectly round globes streaked with a network of bulging purple veins! The nipples were dripping a thick pearly fluid that rolled down those enormous spheres and pitter-pattered on the sheets. Missy had seen flat-chested women who?d had silicone breast implants and the effect was similar- two enormous, perfectly rotund masses bouncing on their chests beneath a tightly stretched layer of skin never intended to accommodate breasts of that size.

???? The color of Bianca?s entire body was flushed with a strange purplish-red, as if she?d been boiled. The color was intensified by the viscous, shiny excretions that coated her skin with an oily gloss. Bianca?s eyes were bulging out of their sockets as she moaned. She was hissing through her clenched teeth, ?Ahhhhhh.... Ahhhhhh.... Ohhhhhhhh.? When she touched her breasts, her fingers recoiled as if she?d been burnt. The nerves were so strung-out that even a light caress was painful. Missy recoiled in shock at the metamorphosis Bianca was undergoing. Her clitoris was abnormally distended and reddish-purple, stretching the skin so taut it was becoming transparent. She could see a bell-shaped head and tiny blue veins bulging under the membrane... was Bianca growing a penis?

???? Missy was gasping as the clitoris continued to swell like a satyr?s cock. She was wondering if this venom was turning Bianca into some sort of hermaphrodite! Her fears were unfounded, because Bianca?s raging hard-on was only an ultra-erect clitoris bloated with throbbing veins and swollen nerves. It grew to a size a little larger than her thumb. The labia had also swelled abnormally, turning purple with the blood that throbbed beneath the thin membranes. The pink flesh inside was leaking a viscous, pearly fluid that coated the lips and ran in glistening trails onto Bianca?s belly and thighs.

???? The smell was overpowering, filling the room with a thick musky odor that reeked like the cum-soaked aftermath of a gang-bang. A sweet-smelling milky fluid seeped out of her mouth and nose, dripping off her chin. Her anus was also swollen and throbbing, its bloated sphincter puckering rhythmically like a pair of kissy lips. A lump of bloated flesh poked through like an unctuous pink turd about to squeezed out. Missy was afraid Bianca was prolapsing her sodomized rectum. She patted the protruding flesh with wet slaps before attempting to push it back in. Afterwards she sniffed the milky liquid coating her hand... it caused her head to snap back with a ?whew!? She had never smelled anything so overwhelming as the sexual fluids oozing from Bianca?s every pore and orifice. It smelled as if her blood had turned to a musky cum and suffused her entire body. The sheets were completely soaked with it.

???? With her nearly inhuman transformation, Bianca was approaching the final orgasm induced by this venom. Missy watched in a state of disbelief. An expression of shock and horror covered her face. Missy had no way of knowing the danger Bianca was now in- many victims of this spider?s venom do not survive the powerful contractions and violent throes of their poison-induced orgasms. Bianca?s body was beginning to undulate rhythmically. A series of ripples passed through her flesh. Her back arched like a bow, thrusting her enormous nipples and jutting clitoris into the air. Her bulging eyes rolled back, showing only the whites. More pearly liquid spurted from her nipples. A milky froth leaked from her contorted mouth. Then her torso jerked violently with a rapid succession of spasms. Her back arched, snapped back, and arched again. She was bucking and heaving.

???? Watching these ferocious paroxysms and attempting to describe them gives no idea of fierce sensations that raged through Bianca?s nervous system. No orgasm she had ever experienced had so completely ravished her body- the surges of sexual juices that were bursting out of her, the explosive spasms that wracked through every nerve in her system, the electric jolts that sizzled in her throbbing nipples and clit, no orgasm ever gripped her and tossed her around with such ferocity. It was the most powerful sexual urge she had ever felt, this closely approaching orgasm. Lights flashed in her eyes. An electric current surged through her body, causing a tingle to accompany the throbbing, overstimulated flesh. Bianca?s mouth snarled, clenching her teeth with an urgent moan hissing through them. Her head snapped back and forth, a ripple seized the muscles in her neck while her head lolled back, snapped forward again, this reaction repeating itself. It seemed as if she was trying to hold herself in place, focusing on some sensation ripping through her flesh. Her bulging eyes would fix in a stare, cross deeply, then roll back as another spasm jerked her head back. Juices bubbled from her throbbing cunt.

???? Bianca?s hands clenched on the sheets as her body suddenly exploded into orgasm- deep throaty moans gurgled from her throat, a sudden rigidity seized her entire body and a hot jet of liquid shot from her cunt into the air, one after the other- the streams were short and very powerful. Finally, one last spurt arced through the air and then only a short stream of it burst from her cunt with a much slower, less powerful force. Air hissed from between Bianca?s teeth, a strong exhalation that drained her lungs. She felt lingering contractions in her pelvic muscles, gradually slowing down and decreasing in intensity. Milky fluids still oozed from her. A rumbling fart burst from her ass, the final result of the contractions expelling the musky gas that had formed in her body. She collapsed on the sheets, moaning and hissing. Gradually, her breasts and cunt deflated. Her nipples and clit grew soft. With her eyes rolled back and crossed, Bianca breathed heavily with her breasts heaving with each exhalation. The bulging veins receded from her cooling flesh. Bianca lay motionless and exhausted as her body slowly returned to normal.

???? I kissed Bianca on her cooling lips and tasted the thick musky goo that had formed in her mouth. It was thick and very slippery like cum but tasted sweet, almost cloying. Her tongue, which was protruding slightly, was still unnaturally hard. Bianca had attempted to speak for the first time since her ordeal, but the words couldn?t form. She could only murmur incoherently. The flesh of her cunt was also hard and smeared with a viscous slime. It was very thick and had a nacreous appearance in the light. The smell was very strong and caused my nose to twitch. Her cunt was emitting fumes from this oily cream. Her mouth and nose emanated a sweeter smell and her breasts a milky, barnyard odor. Every sexual pheromone and musk became intensified by the venom, just as her arousal and orgasm had been. Although the purplish-red color she had during the height of her orgasm had now drained, Bianca?s body still glistened as if she were coated with baby oil.

???? We wiped Bianca with a silk cloth and she growled through her teeth. Her hypersensitivity had still not receded, so we were very gentle with her. Missy retrieved a glass of water and Bianca gulped it down as best she could. With so many fluids soaking the sheets, she must have been extremely dehydrated and thirsty. We carefully moved her to another bed, where she remained in a post-orgasmic delirium for several hours. The thought occurred to me that this orgasmic venom could be worth millions, but its source was a closely guarded secret. And not many women, I reasoned, would be willing to risk death by orgasm, though I may be mistaken. A jaded old whore like Bianca wanted something more intense than she?d ever experienced, and she was something of an expert in obtaining powerful releases.

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