Desperation Payments Ch. 02

Desperation Payments

Chapter Two

Sarah was awakened by her body lurching rhythmically. She felt a thrusting pressure between her legs. She quickly shook the sleep out of her head to see John on top of her sawing his cock into her beneath the covers. She looked over at his arms propping him up for his thrusts and saw a tube of lube beneath one hand.

"Good morning, sunshine!" greeted John breathlessly, smiling. He stopped suddenly, thrusting hard and holding it there as his breath suddenly came in gasps. Sarah felt his hot cum squirt inside her pussy. She didn't feel the same pleasure as last night. In fact, she felt no pleasure at all.

"S-sorry about the rude wake up," smiled John nervously. "You were just lying there looking so beautiful in the morning light.... uh...."

Sarah pushed John off of her and stumbled towards her overnight bag, sitting on an easy chair in the living space.

"I took the liberty of ordering a nice breakfast," called John after her.

"Coffee," said Sarah.

She went to her bag to retrieve her toiletries and makeup. She saw her phone in the bag and unlocked it to see good night and good morning texts from her husband, Jake. She texted back acknowledgments and told him she loved him. Then she texted him that she'd be out of communication for the rest of the day and tossed her phone back in the bag and shut it.

Sarah shuffled to the master bathroom and turned on the shower. It was a huge compartment with a large rainfall style head in it. Sarah turned it on to run the water so it would warm up and then sat on the toilet to pee. When she sat down, she saw some spermy lube glop down from her pussy and plunk into the toilet water as her stream started.

At least he was nice enough to use lube. thought Sarah. I'd be so sore if he hadn't. She shuddered at the thought.

She used a special cotton wipe from a packet she retrieved from her bag to remove the remains of last night's makeup. Then, she got into the shower and began wetting her hair. The hot water felt great, cleansing. She heard the bathroom door opening.

"God, John. Please give me a little break, ok?" Sarah complained. "Let me get my head together and some coffee in me."

"Relax, Sarah," said John, placatingly. "You need to take this."

John opened up the shower door. He was naked. He held a pill in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.

"Morning after pill," instructed John.

"Oh! Oh yes!" exclaimed Sarah, nervous.

She grabbed the pill and downed almost half of the water.

"Thirst is a side effect of the drug I gave you last night," said John. "My working theory is that you're dehydrated from all of the pussy juice you were excreting. HA!"

Sarah smiled the same fake smile she would do for the men at modeling industry parties and downed the rest of the bottle and handed it to John, who promptly threw it in the small trash can by the toilet.

Sarah stood there with John, who wasn't moving away.

"Um... can I please?" asked Sarah.

"Uh... could I? Maybe? Could I wash you?" asked John shyly.

Sarah sighed heavily.

"OK, but be sure to use soap. I don't want a nice fondling, I want to bathe," directed Sarah.

"Goody!" squealed John, causing Sarah to laugh.

John got into the shower and dispensed a lot of shower gel in his hands and then began rubbing it all over Sarah's body. He paid special attention to Sarah's breasts, swirling his hands around them and under them, slick with soap. He alternately cupped her nipples and tweaked them slightly between his thumb and index finger, folding her slick nipples up. It felt good.

"OK John, my breasts are extremely clean now," chided Sarah, lightly grabbing John's wrists.

John dispensed more soap and smoothed his hands down to her ass. He slid them all over her bottom and caressed it, grabbing it a little underneath. John soaped up her ass thoroughly. She knocked his hand away as his finger probed her anus perfunctorily.

"I'll take it from here, John," said Sarah.

John stepped back and started to move out of the shower, but turned back with an apologetic look on his face.

"Um... could I get a blow job? I mean, to the finish this time?" John asked.

Sarah sighed. She grabbed a towel from the rack and dropped it on the tiles in front of John. She got on her knees on it and took John's cock in her hand, holding it upright so she could get her mouth around it.

She began sucking it and John's cock quickly expanded. Sarah could taste the dried lube from his wake up molestation earlier. She used her tongue on the underside of John's penis near the tip. Once he was fully hard, she swallowed the tip like she was swallowing food, like John had taught her before.

"Oh! You remembered how to do it!" chuckled John, panting. "Thank you, thank you."

John rested his hands on the top sides of Sarah's head, his breathing getting quicker and his head lolling back. Over the rushing of the water in the shower, they could hear the slurping sounds of Sarah's blowjob; a loud crackling pop happening occasionally when the vacuum failed between Sarah's lips and John's cock.

"Look at me, Sarah," breathed John. "Look me in the eyes."

Sarah's big light green eyes gazed up at John who was staring back; looking her in them affectionately.

"Ah! I'm going to cum! Take it in your mouth!" said John quickly as he began to moan and breathe heavily.

Sarah felt John's dick twitch as he filled her mouth with his hot cum blasting in rhythmic spurts. She took it all in. It was very bitter; much more bitter than her husband's. By force of habit, she opened her mouth, making a show of his cum on her tongue, like she did with her husband. Then she swallowed it all with a theatrical gulp, licking her lips. She stood up.

"Now get out of here and let me finish my shower."

Sarah heard John come in one more time while she was washing.

"I left you some clothes," he said, before leaving the bathroom and shutting the door.

The "clothes" turned out to be an emerald satin romper with spaghetti straps. She put it on. John got the size perfect again. She used the blow dryer and some products to style her hair into a nice flirty day trip type style. Then she put on make up like she was going on picnic or day hike; definitely not as dramatic as last night's smoky drama style. The shoes John left were the same gold stilettos she wore last night.

She walked out into the room and John whistled at her.

"You're looking well put together as usual," admired John, looking down and sideways at her long smooth tanned legs.

"Thank you," said Sarah, reserved. She was embarrassed about how she had cum with abandon last night in front of him, losing all control.

Oh, God, didn't I squirt last night? Ugh. Sarah shuddered at the memory.

There was a knock at the door.

"That'll be room service," said John. "Go answer the door."

Sarah moved to grab a robe.

"No no! Answer the door dressed like that," smiled John. "Don't worry! It covers more than a swimsuit."

Sarah looked in the mirror and noticed that her nipples were clearly outlined in the green satin fabric of the romper. The movement of the fabric over them as well as a lower temperature in the room tweaked her nipples into hardness. She reached her arm across her chest, trying to hide them.

With her other hand, she opened the door to the honeymoon suite. A dining attendant stood there. Initially, he was smiling but his face immediately turned to surprise and then nervous embarrassment.

Still covering her nipples with one arm, Sarah awkwardly directed him to leave the cart in the living area. The attendant poured steaming jet black coffee into two bone china cups. John handed him $100 with a smirk. The attendant smiled brightly.

"Thank you, sir!" he said, bowing. "Thank you very much!"

As Sarah was showing him out, John got a phone call. Sarah listened as she closed the door on the dining attendant.

"Hello? (pause) Oh, you're parking? (pause) Yeah, honeymoon suite. You don't have to check in, just come on up. (pause) No, you'll like her, I guarantee it. (pause) Ha! Yeah. (pause) I'll see you then. Bye."

"Wh-what the hell was that?" asked Sarah, enraged. "You didn't say anything about anyone else coming!"

"It's a friend of mine. Just meet them. I'm not saying anything has to happen," said John, hands held up in a placating gesture.

"I agreed to a weekend with you, not a gang bang!" yelled Sarah, on the verge of angry tears.

"Will you just stop?" said John, dismissing her. "One person is not a gang bang and all I want is an introduction."

Sarah stood there, fuming. "Who is it?"

"A girl I patronize. By that I mean, I'm her sponsor... um... sort of like her patron?"

"It's a girl? A whore?" snapped Sarah.

"NO! She's like my girlfriend, only I pay for her college tuition, books, transportation, and housing. I'm her sole sponsor. So it's like she's my temporary girlfriend for whom I pay everything," explained John. "In return she... uh... does girlfriend things... uh... and is very open minded... within reason."

"Ugh! I can only imagine. What is your endgame here? A threesome?" asked Sarah, disgusted.

"Well... I mean... that WOULD be pretty awesome, you know? laughed John.

"What if I told you I had a guy coming and I wanted to have a threesome with him where you two fuck each other. Would you go for that?" accused Sarah.

"No, because I'm not gay or bi-" started John.

"I'M NOT GAY OR BI EITHER, ASSHOLE!" shouted Sarah, interrupting.

"Come on, all women are basically bi, Sarah,"

"No, they fucking aren't," spat Sarah. "Does your Netflix queue have anything that's not pornographic in it, you delusional loser?!"

John's face darkened. He stared at Sarah blankly for what seemed like a long time.

"Fine. I'll make you a deal. You indulge me in this and I'll knock 1 entire day off of the deal. OK? You can leave Sunday morning after breakfast," said John, his face turning to stone.

"But, I'll vomit if I have to do something like that with a girl," complained Sarah.

"I'll give you some more of that female viagra. I promise that with that, you'll enjoy it just as much. Maybe even more than with me. Deal?"

Sarah sighed. She remembered how the drug had enhanced her experience the night before. She had to reluctantly admit to herself that it was the hardest she'd ever cum.

"OK, deal. ONE ENTIRE DAY knocked off the deal!" emphasized Sarah.

"Yeah, yeah," sighed John, disappointed. He retrieved a brown eyedropper bottle from his bag and unscrewed it. He squeezed the eyedropper bulb several times and pulled out the dropper.

"Open your mouth and lift up your tongue, Sarah," said John.

Sarah complied. John squirted the contents of the dropper under her tongue.

"Let it sit under your tongue for a minute and then drink some mimosa. Alcohol enhances the effect," instructed John.

Sarah sat there at the table with the drug underneath her tongue for a few minutes when there was a knock at the door.

"Go answer that, will you? said John, his mood darker.

Sarah walked to the door and opened it up. Standing in the doorway was a young woman. She was shorter than Sarah's 5 foot 9 inch height, about 5 feet 3 inches. She had pale white skin and bright blue eyes. Her jet black hair was straight but thick and draped down her back. She was beautiful, with full lips and high cheekbones.

"You must be Sarah," she smiled brightly and genuinely.

She's beautiful, thought Sarah. She isn't model beautiful, but she's still very striking. She'd be the prettiest girl in almost any room.

"I'm Emily. Call me 'Em'," she introduced herself, holding out her hand.

Sarah took her hand. Em smiled again and walked into the room, shutting the door. She had a satchel slung over one shoulder and was dressed in a trench coat. She caught Sarah looking at her and she looked down at herself; at the way she was dressed.

"Yeah, pretty ridiculous, huh? I had to change into this in the family restroom downstairs in the lobby and climb a few flights of stairs to avoid the gawkers."

Sarah's eyes widened.

"THAT'S WHAT I DID TOO!" Sarah laughed.

"Yeah, Johnny certainly can pick out some nice clothes but if he had his way, I'd look like I was attending a movie premiere every time I went grocery shopping!" Em observed.

Sarah laughed, warming up to Em. Em shed her trench coat and hung it up. Underneath, she was wearing a pale pink satin version of the same emerald satin romper Sarah was wearing.

"Look, we're twins!" said Em, gleefully.

Sarah was about to respond when Em saw the breakfast cart.

"OO! You ordered the full breakfast service! Sarah, you have to try their croissants! They are life changing!" Em said, making a beeline for the cart.

Sarah quickly saw Em's appeal as she walked towards the cart. She had a perfectly formed ass; a tiny, flat waist, and long, slender but shapely legs, with a nice thigh gap. She dropped her satchel next to the sofa.

"You're gonna burn a hole in her ass if you keep staring at it like that," observed John towards Sarah.

Sarah's face colored. Em stopped and looked over her shoulder and smiled at Sarah, shaking her tushie a little.

"You like it?" teased Em. "It's my best feature."

Em threw her head back and laughed and continued to the cart. She poured a mimosa from the pitcher and grabbed a croissant from the pile. She walked over to John's bag, pulled out the medicine bottle and squirted a dropper full of medicine in her mouth, following up with a drink of her mimosa. She picked up the croissant that she had put down and flopped down in a chair and began to nibble at it.

"So John told me he was going to make a problem of yours disappear," said Em. "That tracks. Honestly, that's the only way he could pull in a girl like you. You're gorgeous, by the way!"

Em smiled brightly again. She had a beautiful smile.

Cute dimples, thought Sarah.

"Thanks," said Sarah, suddenly a little shy. "What's YOUR story, Em?".

"Pretty simple. He's my sugar daddy and I'm his sugar baby. He footed the bill for me for college and now for medical school."

"Wow. That's not a small sum of money," observed Sarah.

"Well, as you can tell by my presence here, I give a lot in return," said Em. "I live with him at home, take care of him, do some household chores, and... well... you know..."

"Have threesomes?" asked Sarah, bluntly.

"Yes," said Em plainly. "With both men and women. I enjoy it. Especially with someone who looks as good as you. His 'female viagra' helps a lot too."

Sarah found herself blushing.

"Awww. look! She's so shy!" squealed Em. "So cute! Ohmygahd! If you're not careful, I may just fall in love with you!"

Sarah blushed more. Em laughed.

They chatted a while. Sarah commented that Em might have the figure to do runway work, but it was mostly just flattery. Em said being a doctor was more important.

"What kind of doctor do you want to be?" asked Sarah.

"I want to be an orthopedic surgeon," started Em. "That's a tough discipline to get into. It's not just grades but who you know. John knows a lot of people, so he'll make some introductions.

"After I get my certifications, I want to travel the world and do surgery on poor people who really need it. Like with Doctors Without Borders or Mercy Ships. I can't do that with a huge amount of student loan debt. So John is really helping me a lot."

"Well, it's not like he's doing it for free..." Sarah trailed off.

"Yeah but it's an above board arrangement. It's really not much different than a regular boyfriend-girlfriend type thing. It's just that John's not really the type of guy I usually go for. I was more into the short term type things with stupid jacked studs before John. However, once I get my career going, I'll settle down with a nice stable doctor colleague."

"You don't think your past will affect that?" asked Sarah, very interested.

"Maybe," answered Em, thoughtful. "But if I marry a fellow doctor, like I plan to, and they learn about John footing the entire bill for College and Medical School, including books, tuition, food, transportation, and housing, I think the right partner would understand and maybe even be a little envious."

Em was stroking her arm with her hand and then moved it across her satin covered tummy.

"Are you feeling the effects yet, Sarah?" asked Em.

"Yeah," confessed Sarah, looking at the floor. "Em... I-"

"Look, I get it," said Em, standing up and walking to where Sarah was seated and putting her hand to the side of Sarah's head. "You don't have a lesbian bone in your body and John here thinks that all women are bi because... well... because he's a typical douchebag."

"What the fuck, Em??" complained John.

"I have just the cure for your dilemma, though," Em said, remembering something. She walked over to her satchel and pulled out an object. It was a large flesh colored dildo attached to a harness. She brought it over to Sarah.

"Feel it," Em offered. "Go on..."

Sarah felt the rubber, it was soft with a skin-like texture. The dildo was girthier than any penis she had seen and was as long as her husband's, seven inches. Em showed her the other side or inside of the strap on which had a bulb like attachment that turned at a 90 degree angle going up.

"See? The other side goes up inside me and we both enjoy it together. You can just close your eyes and imagine whatever guy you want!"

The inside attachment was the same soft textured rubber material as the dildo part.

Em stepped back and clenched the strap on between her thighs. She started making exaggerated pelvic thrusts and curled up her left lip.

"Looka muh huuuuuge hawg, Saruh!" joked Em, doing her best Elvis impersonation and thrusting her hips.

John burst out laughing and Sarah, still nervous, broke into a shy smile.

"God, you're such a goofy bitch," laughed John. "That's why I love you so god damn much."

Em's face fell for a brief second and Sarah noticed... sadness? Pity?

"I'm gonna warm this up for us," said Em.

Em padded into the bathroom and Sarah heard the water running in the sink. Em came back and walked up to Sarah, still seated in an easy chair. She squatted down to Sarah's level and looked her in the eyes.

"Sarah, I promise to make this as pleasurable as possible and once we get started, I know you'll be good with it. Surely you've done some homoerotic photo shoots?"

"Y-yes," confessed Sarah. "But those were all staged and posed. We weren't actually having sex while someone took pictures of us fucking."

"Didn't you feel anything at all when another girl's lips were on you? Even if it was staged and posed?"

"Maybe a tiny bit excited, but that was just my body slightly reacting to the closeness and touching and no real desire on my part," answered Sarah, truthfully.

"Well, that feeling will be magnified a thousand times thanks to the chemical we took," assured Em. "Besides, I saw you checking me out earlier."

Em spun around and arched her back, her satin covered bottom thrust in Sarah's personal space.

"I'm much better looking than John, right?" laughed Em, looking over her shoulder and down at Sarah. "And you enjoyed yourself with him!"

Sarah chuckled, then nodded, her face coloring more. Em turned back around and looked down at Sarah meaningfully. Em put her hand under Sarah's chin and raised her to face her bending down, her lips slowly and deliberately inching towards hers.

"I-I-No kissing. T-That's for my husband only," said Sarah, weakly, unconvincing.

"Doesn't count if it's a girl," whispered Em, closing the distance further. "Think about it, if your hubby were here, he'd encourage it. He'd want to see it."

Sarah's heart was beating loudly, she could hear the rhythmic rush of blood in her ears. Her breathing was quick too, coming in slight gasps as Em's eyes closed and her lips parted slightly, moving in.

Em's lips connected to Sarah's and pursed into a kiss. Sarah drew away a little. Her lips, at first, didn't move.

Her lips are sooo soft, thought Sarah. She's right, it's completely different from kissing Jake.

Sarah was fearful of enjoying it.

The drug was having its intended effect and the kiss stimulated Sarah's pussy to twitch in excitement, pleasure emanating from it and spreading through her abdomen. Sarah pursed her lips back at Em. Their lips parted in a soft smack.

Em stared at Sarah and smiled, realizing that Sarah had returned her kiss. Em moved in again and pressed her lips against Sarah's, her tongue making furtive probes into Sarah's open mouth. Sarah responded by running her tongue over Em's.

Realizing that Sarah had given herself fully to the kiss, Em turned her head slightly and bore down on Sarah, their mouths smashed together, tongues swirling over each other and wet smacks snapping forth as their lips parted slightly. Em cupped Sarah's cheeks with her hands and lead her to stand up.

As soon as Sarah stood up, Em pressed her mouth back on Sarah's Em moved her hands to Sarah's ass, grabbing it through the satin of her romper. Sarah's hands moved down to rest on Em's hips. Em's left hand rested in the small of Sarah's back while her right hand stroked up the satin on Sarah's back to cup the back of her head, Em's fingers spreading across her scalp, stroking and gently scratching it. Waves of pleasure spread from the back of Sarah's neck. She could feel her pussy getting wet.

Their lips parted and Em's forehead rested against Sarah's. They were both breathing heavily.

"Let's go to bed," said Em.

She looked away from Sarah towards John, who was standing there wide eyed, a rapt look on his face and his hand on his erect cock.

"Looks like you approve, John," chuckled Em.

She pulled Sarah towards the bed. She put her hands on Sarah's shoulders while Sarah had her hands on her waist, tighter this time. Sarah noted that, with the sides of Em's waist tucked firmly in Sarah's thumb-forefinger spaces, her hands' outstretched fingers were only a couple of inches from touching each other. Em looked down at Sarah's hands and looked back up at her.

"My tiny waist makes my butt look bigger," she bragged.

Em hooked her fingers into the spaghetti straps on Sarah's shoulders and began to pull down her romper. As the satin slid over her breasts, exposing them to the cool air of the room, Em's eyes widened and fixated on them. She slid her hands up under them and began to massage them, pressing her nipples upward with her thumbs. Sarah closed her eyes and her head went back, sighing heavily.

"My god, these are real!" said Em, astonished, looking at John.

"Wow, John, did you feel these? What am I saying? Of course you have!" Em chuckled. "Let's see how they taste."

Being shorter, it was easy for her to lower her head and lick Sarah's nipple. She started soft and became more forceful licking, pressing the nipple down and up. She wrapped her lips around it and started sucking while flicking her nipple firmly with her tongue. After her lips popped off of Sarah's breast, Em looked surprised and put her hand up to her mouth, chuckling. Sarah looked down and there was a perfect lip imprint in lip color around her nipple.

"I-I'll get a makeup wipe," said Em.

"It's okay," said Sarah. "Don't worry about it."

Sarah pulled down the romper all the way to her feet, swishing her hips to work it over them.

"It's easier for me to do THIS," said Em.

Em reached down between her legs and pulled at something until it gave. Then she crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom edges of the romper and pulled the pink satin up and over her head. She grabbed her breasts in her hands.

"They're not as nice as yours," she commented,, suddenly a little shy.

Her breasts were full, round b, almost c, cups. Sarah just stood there, stunned at what was happening. She looked at Em's pussy which was as bald as hers.

"Yeah, John likes his ladies bare down there," said Em, noticing her stare.

John walked up to Sarah.

"Give her a little reassurance and validation, Sarah," he said putting his hand on the back of her neck and gently guided her to Em's left breast.

She let herself be guided and bent her legs a little and finally put her mouth on Em's nipple. Sarah started licking and sucking on it. Em put her hands in Sarah's hair and stroked her scalp as her eyes closed and her head went back.

"That feels sooo gooood, Sarah," said Em, breathlessly.

Sarah switched to the other breast causing Em's breath to catch again. After a bit of this, Em pushed her away and got into bed, pulling Sarah into it with her.

"Don't forget me!" said John as he slid into bed beside them.

He put his mouth on Sarah's breast and began licking and sucking in earnest. Meanwhile Em was kissing and licking Sarah's skin as she worked her way down between Sarah's legs. Suddenly coming to a realization, Sarah clamped her knees together.

"I-I don't know about this," said Sarah, reluctant.

John stopped sucking on her nipple and looked at her blankly. He moved up next to her and put his lips up against her ear.

"This is part of the deal, Sarah," he whispered softly. "Just go along with it. It'll all be over tomorrow morning."

Sarah reluctantly opened her legs and the chill of the open air against her pussy was enveloped by the warm wetness of Em's mouth and tongue over her labia and clitoris. Electric shocks of pleasure jolted up her body from Em's mouth and flicking tongue. John continued licking her breasts until the familiar signs of an oncoming orgasm encased Sarah while she tensed up. Ecstasy hit her in electric waves as she arched her back, calling out incoherently. Tears came to her eyes as she questioned everything about herself, wiping them away as quickly as they appeared.

"Aww, it's ok," said Em rubbing Sarah's tummy. "It's just sex, it's ok."

John leaned into Em and kissed her deeply. He whispered something to her and Em climbed up and straddled Sarah's face.

"Stick out your tongue all the way," said Em.

Sarah flinched and complied, sticking out her tongue until the base of it ached. Em lowered her pussy onto Sarah's outstretched tongue and began to grind her labia and clitoris on it. Em started breathing and moaning with pleasure.

Meanwhile, John put himself between Sarah's legs and rubbed the head of his dick against the entrance of Sarah's pussy, getting it wet with her juices. Then, John slowly pushed his hard dick inside her. After a couple of small pumps to make sure, he began to start thrusting his cock back and forth inside her. Sarah felt the pleasure of John's cock slippery stroking the inside walls of her pussy.

"Wrap your mouth around her clit, Sarah. Flick your tongue and lick," instructed John. "Return the favor."

Sarah steeled herself for action and then put her lips around the top of Em's pussy. Em slid her hand down on her lower abdomen to pull back the hood of her clitoris.

"Suck my clit, Sarah," panted Em. "Suck it like a little cock."

Sarah swirled her tongue around the little erect nub, pursing her lips around it to suck it. Em threw her head back, crying out. Her body spasmed over Sarah's face in a shuddering orgasm as she fell forward onto the bed, holding herself up with her arms. John had pulled out of Sarah's pussy, causing a small mini-orgasm to shock through Sarah when he did.

"I can't come," he said breathlessly, concentrating. "We haven't gotten to the good part yet."

Sarah wondered what he meant when Em recovered and climbed off of her. She sat on the bed next to Sarah. Em turned to the side and looked at Sarah who seemed afraid and lost. Feeling pity, she leaned in and kissed Sarah gently.

"Thank you for that, Sarah," she said, stroking the side of her head with her hand. "I know that felt weird and it was new and strange but you did so well!"

Em kissed Sarah again. Sarah responded and they kissed with passion for a bit.

John nodded to Em, meaningfully. Em looked at him, paused, then looked down at Sarah, who still seemed lost and unsure. Em nodded her head and got up to go to the bathroom.

"You're going to love this, Sarah," said John, smiling. "You'll be a new person after this!"

Sarah suddenly didn't feel so sure about that. Em returned with the strap on. She stepped into the harness and pulled it up almost all the way. She moved over to the night stand next to the bed and took the tube of lube in her hand. She put some on the 90 degree bulb of the inner harness and then leaned over, using one arm to steady her. Her other hand held the harness and pushed it up, moving it back and forth until the bulb slipped into her pussy. She exhaled sharply.

Then, Em adjusted the straps of the harness to tighten it to her frame, causing some gasps and moans as she felt the bulb moving within her. Sarah was transfixed as Em slipped into the bed beside her, taking a moment to kiss her again. Em lay on her back and squeezed out some lube onto the dildo, wiping it all over the fake rubber cock.

"Climb on top, Sarah," instructed Em, gently. Sarah, slowly straddled Em's hips and took the dildo in her right hand. She propped up her right leg a little to aim the cock into her pussy. She dropped a little bit on it and came back up, still grabbing it. Then she slid down a little more on it and came back up. Finally she put it all inside her, her inner thighs gripping Em's hips.

John handed Em a small oval object. Upon closer examination, Sarah saw it had what looked like two buttons on it. Em pressed one and Sarah felt a vibration, but it wasn't coming directly from the rubber cock insider her, but behind it where the bulb was inside Em's pussy. Em flinched and started panting again. She hit the button a couple of more times until she was moaning and blowing out her breath carefully.

"Are you ready?" asked Em after a bit, brandishing the remote control at Sarah.

"What?" asked Sarah, confused.

Em hit the other button and the dildo began to vibrate inside Sarah's pussy. Sarah's eye's lit up wide and she reached down to her pussy reflexively.

"Oh!" exclaimed Sarah. "Oh wow!"

The vibrations intensified as Em hit the button a couple of times. Sarah just sat there, frozen, feeling the affects of the vibrations sending pleasure swirling upwards throughout her body, her eyes shut.

"OK, Sarah, give me some big hip movements so the dildo goes deeper inside you," said Em.

Sarah slowly undulated her hips, causing the dildo to work its way further inward, lightly caressing her cervix which caused a miniature orgasm, shaking her head side to side and crying out abruptly.

"Now kiss me," begged Em.

Sarah leaned forward and they began to kiss deeply, tongues intertwining and smacking.

Sarah felt a finger enter into her anus. It was covered in lube.

"WHAT? STOP THAT!" cried Sarah.

"Don't worry, Sarah, it's going to be great." assured John.

"I haven't even done this with my husband! Stop! It's filthy!"

John pressed another lube covered finger inside Sarah's asshole.

"Ow! STOP IT NOW!" screamed Sarah.

"Shh! Shh! Sarah, relax." John used his other hand to stroke her back.

"Just try it once, Sarah," said Em. "Go a little wild! This is an opportunity. Blame it on the drugs."

"NO!" cried Sarah. "I can't do this! This is one step too far!"

"Fine," said John, his voice turning cold and grim. "Deal's off. Have fun with your husband in prison. If you can get him moved to California or New Mexico you'll be able to occasionally arrange conjugal visits as long as he behaves. Honestly, it's easier for me. I don't want to put my neck out for the guy. It's a lot of trouble."

Sarah panicked.

"N-No! I-I'll do it!" she stammered desperately. "Do it!"

She lowered her head and squinted her eyes shut, leaning forward, bracing herself.

Sarah felt two fingers work their way into her asshole, massaging it and limbering it up. She felt cool lube being squirted on her anus.

"Oh, I've been waiting for this," declared John.

John put some lube on his erect dick and smoothed it all over. Then, he positioned the head at her asshole and rubbed it on the outside.

"God DAMN! Even your asshole is pretty! So nice and pale pink." declared John.

John inched his cock inside a little. He kept moving forward, and his cock inched further into Sarah's backside. Sarah kept drawing her breath sharply between pursed lips.

"Ow ow ow! Careful! Careful!" cried Sarah. Em began fondling her breasts and, due to the influence of the drug, that caused pleasure to electrify her body.

"I can feel the vibrations through her asshole!" blurted out John, excited.

As soon as his cock went all the way in, he pulled it out slightly, and then worked his way back in. He let it rest there for a small pause and then began to pull out slowly, followed by pushing back in slowly. Sarah grimaced the whole time. After some repetitive slow thrusting, Sarah's asshole became limber enough to stretch without pain.

Sarah began to feel pleasure again; lots of pleasure. Raw joy shook its way through her ass and pussy.

I don't care anymore, thought Sarah. This feels incredible!

"Fuck me!" cried Sarah. "Both of you! Fuck me!"

The awkward three way thrusting began to turn into a coordinated tempo. Wave after wave of volcanic pleasure rushed and swirled up from the sites of Sarah's penetration. Her head snapped side to side, her mind overwhelmed with incomprehensible pleasure.

"Oh God!" cried Sarah. "I don't care! I don't care anymore!"

Sarah's body seized with a thunderous climax as John's cock pumped pearly cum up inside her ass. Juice sprayed slightly from Sarah's pussy around the edges of Em's dildo.

"Sarah! Sarah!" shouted Em as the vibrator bulb up inside her did its work.

John fell back and to the side and paused to gather himself, his breath heaving in gasps. Em, not knowing where the remote was, quickly unbuckled the straps and pulled the inner bulb out of her pussy, pausing in relief after it popped out, her breathing heavy. Sarah fell to the side, and began to furiously rub her clitoris with her hand, trying to keep her climax going; trying to climax to forget her guilt in having so much pleasure in her infidelity. Her orgasms subsided into spasmic aftershocks. She hid her eyes with her arm thrown over her face and started sobbing.

"No! No! No!" cried Sarah, wondering if she could find her way back. Still pumping her clit with her fingers, Sarah spat "Give me that thing!"

She grabbed at the strap on harness that was still around Em's knees and pulled it off of Em, quickly transferring it to herself and pulling it up to the entrance of her pussy and shoving the still vibrating bulb into it with cruel force.

"AAAIIGH!"

The vibrations of the still running vibrators began to stimulate the walls of her vagina and danced just shy of her cervix. Sarah clipped the harness together, not bothering to adjust it. Em and her were both slim and athletic and no adjustments were necessary. Sarah grabbed Em's arms and pushed them against the mattress. Em came out of her grogginess with alarm.

"Sarah? Wha-" started Em.

"SHUT UP AND FUCK!" cried Sarah, forcing Em's legs apart with her knee.

Sarah swiveled her pelvis around until the head of the dildo became slightly caught on Em's pussy lips. When Sarah felt that, she slammed her pelvis forward with a strong cruel thrust. Em's head fell back, her grimace turning from one of pain to pleasure. Once the dildo had found its target, Sarah began to thrust in and out; long deep dicking strokes sending pleasure to them both.

John gazed at the scene with amazement.

"I think we might have broken her."

Em was too far in the throes of her pleasure for John's comment to register.

Sarah's body tensed up with another mind shattering orgasm, although it could be argued it was just a continuation of the former one. Sarah fell off of Em to the side, leaving her unsatisfied this time. Sarah violently shed the strap on harness as if it were poisonous, flinging it off the bed. She grabbed a pillow and rolled over to her side, quickly losing consciousness.

She woke up later in the bed, finding herself naked and alone. Needing to pee, Sarah went to the master bath and heard the shower running. She peeked in and saw John and Em together. Em was bent over with her hands on the handrail in the shower with John thrusting into her from behind. Through their heavy breathing, Sarah heard them talking.

"Shouldn't you be getting as much of this from Sarah as possible since she's leaving tomorrow morning?" asked Em.

"No, let her sleep," replied John.

"What, did you suddenly become Mr. Sensitive?"

"Nah, I gotta admit I'm low key scared of her," John confessed, chuckling slightly.

"What?? HAHAHA!" laughed Em.

"Shh! Shut up! You'll wake her!" complained John.

Em laughed even harder.

Sarah shuffled to the second lavatory, shutting and locking the door. She held herself, looking in the mirror at her tear stained cheeks. She sat down and urinated in the toilet. When she wiped herself with some toilet paper, it came back with a slight blood stain, as if she had disturbed a scab. She dropped it into the toilet and put her head in her hands, weeping.

What have i done?? Who am I now? What have I become? I'm different now and I don't know if I can come back from this. Will my husband even recognize me when I go home? IF I go home?

She looked at her hands as if seeing them for the first time.

End of Chapter Two