0 comments/ 32629 views/ 2 favorites Enchanted Woods By: CreativeCouple3 Hitting the Road With the car finally packed, Eliza turned to Brad and put her arms around him. Their lips met for a long sultry kiss. Brad's hands roamed across Eliza's back and down to her butt. This goodbye was taking too long for Mary, who busily tapped her foot while looking up into the deep blue sky. She cleared her throat and commented brusquely, "Get a room!" And that is exactly what Eliza was going to do, but with Mary instead of with Brad. Mary had won a weekend for two at a luxurious spa called Enchanted Woods and, having never won anything before, was ready to hit the road. Eliza and Brad finished their kiss that not only said goodbye, but turned them both on immensely. Eliza considered another kiss, but heeded Mary's request to get in the car. "Bye, Brad." "Bye, Eliza. Have a great time. I will be thinking about you." "Me too," Eliza said wistfully as she got into the car. As they drove off, Brad blew Eliza a kiss that she caught and placed over her heart. Although it was a Friday, the traffic wasn't too bad, and Mary's new Mercedes flew down the highway. During the two-hour drive, Eliza and Mary talked excitedly about their getaway. The two women had been best friends since college and never could spend enough time together, especially now that Eliza was with Brad. A pampered weekend was the goal, and the pair planned to take every advantage of the spa and have the time of their lives. But little did they know what awaited them at Enchanted Woods. The girls were not disappointed when they arrived. As they pulled up to the entrance, two tanned and toned bellboys dressed in polo shirts and khaki shorts met the car. The guys picked up their luggage with ease while Sarah, Enchanted Wood's social director, met them with two mimosas. Sarah was a 5'10" brunette who bore a stunning resemblance to Salma Hayek. "Everyone here is good-looking," Eliza thought to herself. "Welcome to Enchanted Woods, ladies! My name is Sarah, and I will be helping you plan your weekend here. Please follow me to registration." Eliza and Mary were impressed and admired the beautiful spa while Sarah checked them in and gave them room key cards. One of the bellboys led them to their room, and Mary and Eliza couldn't help but examine his physique from behind. There was plenty to admire from his broad shoulders and trim waist to his toned legs and calves. He swung the door to their room open, and the women were amazed at its elegance. Thirteen foot ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows, high-quality drapes, and two bedrooms with King-sized beds were just the beginning. The bellboy carried Eliza's suitcase into the far room and helped her situate it on the luggage stand. While straightening the suitcase, he spent an excessive amount of time admiring Eliza's more than ample breasts contained in a black tank top. As she leaned over to go through her purse for a tip, he got a great glimpse of her cleavage. Out of the corner of her eye, Eliza caught his obvious stare and, although she had found a few bills, she continued to rummage through her purse to toy with him. Finally deciding that he'd had enough, she stood up to tip him. She could see that her tease had resulted in a slight bulge in the bellboy's shorts. "There's a lot there," she said with a coy smile as the money transferred hands. He smiled and thanked her. "Have a great stay at Enchanted Woods," he added with a wink as he walked out the door. "Mary, that guy was gorgeous," Eliza teased. "Maybe you'll get laid after all on our girl's weekend!" A chilled bottle of champagne awaited them to start the stay off on the right foot. The girls indulged in a couple of glasses, but were interrupted with a knock on the door. Mary found Sarah waiting on the other side with a clipboard in hand. "Hi," Sarah said. She checked Mary out not so subtly. She'd found her attractive from the moment she got out of her Mercedes. "I just wanted to make sure everything was ok and discuss all the spa has to offer." The three women sat around the coffee table. As they chatted, Eliza noticed the extra attention Sarah was paying to her friend, placing her hand on Mary's knee when she wanted to stress a point. Mary was clearly experiencing the effects of the champagne as she didn't seem to notice Sarah's flirtations. Sarah continued for a while, covering in detail the massages and treatments available as well as the fitness center. As she got up to leave, Sarah said, "Oh, and I forgot to mention...Enchanted Woods is having its annual masquerade party Saturday night." "That sounds like fun," Mary said. "Yes, it's always a big hit," Sarah said, "and the costumes are free. Stop by my office downstairs, and you can pick one out." "We are in," Mary replied enthusiastically, without consulting Eliza. "Great. Visit me tomorrow afternoon and see what you like. I already have something in mind for you, Mary. You'll look great." Sarah walked out and closed the door behind her. Mary was clearly excited for this party, while Eliza was less so, but she wanted her friend to have the vacation she deserved and said she'd go. They finished their drinks. It had been hours since they'd eaten, and the champagne bottle was empty. "Let's get some dinner," Mary said. "Thank God, I'm starving," Eliza replied. Massaging & Manhandling Eliza awoke and looked at the clock. It was 8:30 a.m., and she climbed out of bed. She looked in on Mary who was still sleeping with a black blindfold covering her eyes. Eliza put on her exercise gear and went down to the gym, which was a decent size and not crowded. She grabbed a towel and looked for an elliptical machine. It was a brand that she never used in the past and had trouble getting started. Steve, the manager on duty, approached Eliza and helped her program in a 30-minute workout. Steve brought her a bottle of water and asked her if there was anything else she needed. As Eliza inquired about getting a massage, Steve looked at the buxom blonde and started to daydream about being her masseuse and stroking the hot body starting to sweat before him. He managed to catch her requesting an 11 a.m. slot and forced himself back to reality. Eliza thanked Steve, who examined the young blonde's body one more time before excusing himself. The damp clothes clung to her curves. After her workout, she returned to the room to find Mary just getting out of the shower. They agreed to go to breakfast after Eliza got ready. Although the restaurant was packed, Eliza and Mary found a table and hit the buffet line. As they began to discuss the day's plans, a handsome middle-aged gentleman stood near them looking for a seat. Eliza nudged Mary and hissed, "Tell him to sit here. We have room. He's cute!" "No!" Mary replied, but as she looked up at him, she noticed his attractive, clean-cut appearance, Rolex watch, gold chain, and Polo clothing. At that moment, he caught Mary's glance, made eye contact with her, and smiled. Mary stammered, "Would you like to join us?" "Why, thank you, I would," said the gentleman as he sat down. "Hi, I'm Peter." Mary could barely reply with introductions as she was already enamored with his good looks and air of confidence. "Well, thank you for letting me share your table. There seems to be a rush at breakfast this morning." "Mmmhmm," Mary replied, and then recovered with, "How many days have you stayed here, Peter?" "Oh, I live here," said Peter. Mary's eyes grew wide, and she inched closer to Peter. The three chatted about Enchanted Woods and other general topics. Peter mentioned he'd just bought a 2011 Mercedes E-class convertible, and Mary was immediately hooked. The conversation inevitably transitioned to occupations, and Mary had, of course, consulted for Peter's company on a few projects. Financial gibberish ensued, and Eliza began to daydream about Brad. Peter asked Mary if she'd heard of Kingman Falls, a waterfall about a 20-minute drive west of the resort. "No, but that sounds amazing!" Eliza rolled her eyes. She knew exactly where this was going. "How about a drive out there after breakfast? I can show you the falls and surrounding scenery," Peter said as Mary smile widened. Eliza excused herself and headed for her massage. She entered the tranquil, cool room, removed all her clothes, and wrapped herself in a towel. She stopped suddenly, removing the towel and admiring herself in the full length mirror. Although it was unnecessary for her to have lost 10 lbs over the last few months, she looked incredibly hot and had no problem catching any man's attention -- least of all Brad, for whose strong arms and fantastic lips she longed. She lay down on the massage table and let her mind drift to the last time she and Brad were in bed together. Just thinking of his soft touch and strong arms holding her tight began to turn her on. Masseuse Heather knocked and interrupted Eliza's daydream. As Heather prepared for the massage, they discussed the masquerade party that evening. Eliza was doubtful that it would be a good time, but Heather emphatically insisted she had to attend. As she recounted last year's ball, she began to touch Eliza's shoulders with long firm strokes. The warm scented oil made Eliza's body melt, and her mind wandered back to Brad. Strong fingers worked the oil into Eliza's creamy skin, which she imagined Brad was massaging. As Heather's hands made their way down Eliza's back, she let out a moan of relaxation. The combination of dreaming about Brad and Heather's magic hands began to arouse Eliza. Whether it was planned or accidental, Heather's hand brushed against the side of Eliza's breast. She let out a soft moan and shifted, exposing more of her breast. The dreamy vision of Brad's hands moving over her body had put her in a sexual state. Heather was used to old wrinkled fat women lying before her. The young ample-breasted blond was certainly different. Heather imagined what she would look like in one of the Victorian outfits they had for the masquerade party, her large white breasts being pushed up by the corset. Heather, an attractive and shapely redhead, found herself doing a little dreaming as well. She was a lesbian and had been without a lover for quite some time. Heather's fingers once again brushed along the sides of Eliza's breast as they worked her Latissimous muscles. This move elicited the same response from Eliza, which encouraged Heather to be bolder. Heather's hands worked down Eliza's back to her butt. She began to work Eliza's lower back muscles. Straying from procedure, she pushed the towel lower and lower until she had exposed most of Eliza's firm round butt and then massaged it. Eliza let out another soft moan and shifted her hips. Eliza's movement resulted in the towel falling to the floor and exposing her whole body to the masseuse. Heather let her desire override her professionalism and poured the warm massage oil across the firm globes of white flesh and began to massage them. Heather rubbed her own thighs together feeling her juices begin to flow. Heather pressed her hips against the table in hope of getting some stimulation and relief, but it did nothing but further frustrate her. Heather started to work Eliza's thighs down to her knees and calves. As she did so she thought about the consequences of giving this gorgeous blond, so aroused by her massage, a happy ending. A stream of warm oil flowed slowly between the cheeks of Eliza's butt traveling all the way down to her vagina. Heather's index finger followed the warm liquid's flow between Eliza's cheeks, over her rectum, and down to her vagina. Heather's hands began to caress more than massage Eliza's ass. Heather's body continued to respond. With her heart beating furiously, her sudden lust for this blond beauty overrode her senses. Heather's finger worked their way between the creamy flesh. Lost in pleasure, Eliza spread her legs slightly as Heather's hands slowly made their way between her thighs. The next moan that was emitted by Eliza was purely sexual. She spread her legs further and imagined Brad inside her. Heather's heart was beating a hundred miles an hour while her fingers traveled deeper between Eliza's thighs. Eliza felt the pressure of Heather's fingers over her vagina. It not only sent a shiver through her body, but also a desire to orgasm. Heather began to massage Eliza's clitoris and then slowly inserted her slick finger into Eliza's wet vagina. She began to work the finger in and out of Eliza knowing just how to angle her finger to bring Eliza the greatest pleasure. And pleasure is what Eliza was feeling. Consumed with thoughts of Brad, she began to squirm. Her labored breathing and frequent moans indicated she was close to quick orgasm. Heather inserted a second finger, which had immediate effect. Eliza moaned, "Oh Brad," and lifted her hips to meet Heathers slow thrusts. With her own fingers digging into the cushioned massage table, Eliza's body shook with orgasm. Heather slowly removed her fingers from Eliza and massaged her butt before picking up the towel and covering Eliza. Eliza began to both recover from her orgasm and realize what had just occurred. She propped herself up on her elbows and turned to look at Heather. Heather leaned forward and kissed Eliza for what seemed like eternity, but in actuality was no more than a few seconds. When she broke the kiss, Heather said that she hoped to see Eliza at the party tonight and winked at her. After Heather's departure, Eliza regained her composure, changed, and went to the reception desk. When asked if her massage was satisfactory, Eliza smiled and said, "Yes, it was great." She left a more than adequate tip for Heather and proceeded up to the room. Costuming & Cunt licking When Mary returned a few hours later, she found Eliza lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. "You will never believe what happened!" Mary exclaimed. "No, Mary, you will never believe..." Eliza responded. Mary, so consumed with her experience, didn't catch on to Eliza's sarcasm and proceeded with her story. Mary started by explaining that Eliza's tales of wild sex with Brad had her yearning for a different experience. She recounted that, during her ride with Peter, they talked non-stop and really hit it off. When they reached the falls, they wandered around a bit and, at a secluded portion, he kissed her. "It was so exciting. During the kiss, I could feel his penis getting hard in his pants, and it was pressing against my hip. It kept growing and growing. I didn't know when it was going to stop. It really turned me on, and our kiss -- it was just magical. He then ran his hands up and down my arms and then over my breasts. I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my fingers over his chest. He is really in good shape, Eliza." "What happened after that?" Well, we just made out," replied Mary. "But it was pretty intense." Eliza looked at Mary in disbelief thinking about the crazy sex they could've had by the waterfall. But she said instead, "Wow, that's great. So what's next for you two?" "We are going to meet tonight at the masquerade party. We will try to find each other without knowing what the other is wearing," Mary said. "Now that is exciting," Eliza thought. She wondered if Heather would find her there. "Well, if we're going, we'd better go down and see Sarah about costumes." So off they went to the social director's office. Eliza, first through the door, did not garner much attention, but Sarah lit up when Mary came into the room. "Hi there, guys. Everything is going great, I hope?" "Yes," Mary replied. "Things couldn't be better." "I hope you are here for costumes for tonight's party." Both nodded in the affirmative. "Right this way, ladies," Sarah said as she guided them into a back room holding racks of costumes. She looked at Mary. "This is what I think you would look best in." Sarah pulled out a police uniform from the rack, thinking it would show off Mary's killer body. She decided she wanted Mary and was not going to settle until she had her. Eliza was sorting through the racks looking for something fun and sexy. About 90% of the costumes were for those not as well endowed as she, and she wondered what she might fit in. One costume that looked promising was Little Red Riding Hood. Eliza first tried the cape on, and it fit well. Her beautiful blond hair looked great in contrast to the red of the hood. The remainder of the outfit consisted of a red corset with matching shorts, which Eliza tried on in a curtained dressing area. "This will certainly turn some heads," she said to herself as she looked in the mirror. The hooded cloak was cut away exposing most of the corset. And to finish the outfit, she was excited that, on a whim, she'd tucked into her suitcase the black stiletto books that made her legs look great. When Eliza emerged from the dressing space, her phone began to vibrate. She nodded to Mary and stepped outside the room to chat with Brad. After a few minutes of idle chit chat about the masquerade party that evening, she disclosed to him the story about her massage. "My, that didn't take long," Brad said. "What kind of place are they running up there?" Brad was amused – not to mention aroused – and wondered how he could wait until Monday to see her again. "I wish you had been there," Eliza responded with a sigh. "That would have made it perfect." Eliza eventually hung up and returned to see Sarah was adjusting Mary's costume. Neither woman heard Eliza as she entered. Sara was straightening the lapels on the police officer costume while standing behind Mary. The blouse barely concealed Mary's perky breasts, which were elevated by a push-up bra. The skirt just barely covered Mary's curved butt. Eliza thought Mary looked really hot in the costume. Eliza watched as Sara continued to fuss over Mary's costume. Her fingers frequently brushed across Mary's breasts. This was having an effect on Mary; she was excited and aroused. As Mary studied herself in the mirror, she could feel Sarah's breath on the back of her neck. Mary had noticed Sarah's frequent and long gazes, but had thought nothing of it. Now she was re-evaluating that assumption. Mary found Sarah quite attractive, but she had never before been interested in a woman. The costume made Mary feel very sexy and naughty, two things she'd never felt in the past. Mary envisioned the fun she'd have wearing it tonight and hopefully running into Peter. Sarah's hands flattened the dark blue skirt over Mary's butt. They lingered there for a little longer than necessary. In a bold move, Sarah slid her hands off the material onto the back of Mary's thighs and then over her butt cheeks. Mary was momentarily shocked, but soon was overtaken by the soft caress of Sarah's fingers. Mary's eyes closed. Sarah saw her opening and kissed the side of Mary's neck eliciting a slight moan of approval and pleasure. Eliza stepped back not knowing what to do. She could leave the room or watch. Talking to Brad about the massage had stirred her insides, so Eliza eased herself into the dressing area behind the curtain and played voyeur. Sarah's soft fingertips again traveled down Mary's butt, over the backs of her bare thighs, and down to the backs of her knees, which gave a little. Sarah caught Mary with her free hand, holding her tight against her body. Mary's hand came up and cupped the back of Sarah's neck for support. Sarah's hands began a slow journey up the front of Mary's thighs and, when she reached the top, Mary spread her legs a little. Sarah's fingertips gently stroked the area between Mary's thong and the inside of her thigh. Sarah could feel Mary shudder and kissed the side of her neck again. Sarah's fingers traced the fabric of Mary's thong up and over her hips, across her lower back, and then between Mary's butt cheeks. Mary's breathing was labored, and she felt excitement unlike ever before. She'd never let another woman touch her. She found it quite different than the typical man who was focused more on getting all of her clothes off, fucking her until he came, and then rolling off to sleep. Enchanted Woods With one hand around the back of Sarah's neck, Mary moved the other to Sarah's bare toned leg. Her fingers began to caress Sarah's smooth firm flesh, flaming hot coals that would soon ignite a raging fire. After what seemed like forever, Sarah's fingers finally reached the inside of Mary's thighs. Mary gasped as Sarah began to gently stroke the soft skin along the side of her vagina. The scent of Mary's juices seeping out of her vagina was now evident to both women. Mary moaned as Sarah's fingers moved their way over her thong. Mary was exhausted with anticipation. When Sarah's fingers stopped over the top of her vagina, Mary tried to maneuver her hips forward to press against Sarah's fingers. A fit Sarah, with a firm grip on Mary's hip, prevented her from doing so. Sarah was in charge, and this was her way of controlling Mary. Eliza watched with excitement as her friend was being taken by another woman. A fantasy that Eliza had yearned to come true for herself and was partially filled that same morning by Heather. Eliza could not help but to rub her own clitoris through her jeans. With her own thong now becoming wet from watching the events unfolding before her, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid her hand down to her vagina and inserted a finger. Sarah's fingers began to firmly massage the wet fabric covering Mary's vagina. Mary's moans became more pronounced, and her grip on Sarah's neck stronger. With her eyes closed, her head turned toward Sarah's for the first time, and they kissed deeply. When Mary's lips parted, Sarah's tongue entered and gently flicked against Mary's. When Sarah pushed Mary's thong to the side and slowly inserted her index finger into Mary's warm and wet vagina, the smoldering fire between the two young women exploded. Mary's hand released Sarah's neck and grasped her hair. It wasn't long before Mary began to moan, and her body writhed with orgasm. Sarah turned Mary around. Eliza was still watching in amazement and thinking she'd be spotted, but Mary was too consumed with the moment to notice her. Sarah pushed Mary back to the desk. After a deep sultry kiss, Sarah's lips began to trail kisses down Mary's neck down to the tops of her breasts that were bulging from the top of the uniform. Mary ran her hands through Sarah's hair as she unfastened the buttons of the costume. The blouse came off and, with a simple flick of the fingers, so did Mary's bra exposing her C cup breasts and small dark nipples. Mary never experienced the desire she currently felt as she pulled Sarah's head to her breasts. Sarah ran the tip of her tongue over Mary's breast, outlining it and finally making its way to her erect nipple, which eagerly awaited the attention. As Sarah took the nipple into her mouth, Mary fell back supporting herself on the desk with her elbows. With her head tilted back, Mary moaned with pleasure as Sarah licked and sucked on her nipple. Sarah then began to trail kisses and ran the tip of her tongue down Mary's abdomen until she reached the top of the skirt. Sarah slowly raised Mary's skirt revealing a soaked lace thong. Sarah scooted Mary back on the desk and then placed her head in between Mary's thighs, which were shaking in anticipation. Starting at the corner of the thong, Sarah ran the tip of her tongue on the inside of Mary's right knee and up her thigh all the way to the area just below her vagina. Mary looked down and saw the thin shiny line of Sarah's saliva as she moved to the left knee. Sarah caught Mary's gaze; their eyes remained locked as Sarah slowly ran her tongue up Mary's left thigh. "Please, Sarah," Mary said. "Please make me cum." Propped up on her elbows, Mary closed her eyes and tilted her head back to relish every sensation flashing through her body. This teasing was driving Mary wild. Sarah's tongue slowly journeyed over Mary's clitoris. Mary's body convulsed as the tongue touched her little button. Sarah kept her mouth over Mary's clit slowly moving it back and forth, up and down, and in circles, driving Mary crazy. Sarah looked up at Mary whose shoulder-length brown hair was a mess. She was perspiring, and her breasts heaved. Eliza watched intensely. She was now massaging her clit and, once her fingers were thoroughly lubricated with her juices, slid two of them into her vagina. Slowly she pumped the fingers in and out pleasuring herself. Sarah could feel beads of sweat on her own forehead as she continued to manipulate Mary's clit and her desire. It was the look in Mary's eyes that was most intriguing. Never had Sarah seen anything like it. It was a look of desire and desperation. Sarah kept eye contact as she slid the thong to the side and slid her tongue into Mary's vagina tasting her sweet juices. Mary's eyes rolled into the back of her head, which fell back as she enjoyed every bit of pleasure this tongue was bringing her. As Mary approached another orgasm, Sarah withdrew her tongue and ran it up and down the inside of Mary's thigh. Mary pleaded with Sarah to help her cum again. Sarah began to flick her tongue slowly over Mary's erect clitoris, hard enough for her to feel it, but soft enough that she could not cum. Mary's excitement grew, and she was on the verge of an orgasm. Sarah sensed that and removed her tongue again. After another round of pleading, Sarah continued. The build-up to this imminent orgasm was nothing that Mary had ever experienced before. Sarah slid her tongue back into Mary's vagina and massaged each nerve ending. As Mary approached her orgasm, she reached down and held the back of Sarah's head to her vagina so she could not withdraw. Mary began to buck and shake uncontrollably as her orgasm took total control of her body. Mary screamed out "Oh my God" and thrust her hips towards Sarah's face. As Eliza's fingers concentrated on her G-spot, she could feel her juices running down her hand. She rubbed herself furiously and achieved her own powerful orgasm, juices flowing down the inside of her thighs. Mary had reached the most powerful orgasm of her life and ventured close to the edge of unconsciousness. Sarah's tongue finally lay dormant, and she slowly pulled it from Mary's vagina. Mary was a mess on the desk. Her breathing remained heavy and rapid, as if she had just run a hundred miles. She was also perspiring profusely. Sarah stood up, leaned forward, and kissed Mary, her mouth covered in juices and the taste strong on her tongue. "You owe me, Mary." Sarah whispered, perhaps with a bit of menace. "We will have more fun at the costume party." Sarah straightened out her skirt and blouse and left Mary to pull herself back together. Eliza, still in her concealed position, put herself together as well. She quickly snatched her costume and departed through the back, hurriedly returning to their suite. Mary eventually opened the door and walked in slowly. "So, did you find a costume?" Eliza wondered brightly. She felt slightly uncomfortable having witnessed her friend's escapade without her knowledge, not to mention getting off on it. Mary looked drained, but managed to reply in the affirmative. She was far too embarrassed to share the experience of her life at the moment. "I just I need a nap before we go out tonight," she said as she entered her room and shut the door. Eliza smiled and went for a nap herself. The Masquerade Ball The ballroom was huge, dark, and crowded with guests of all ages. The lighting required you to be quite close to someone before you could recognize them or make out their costume. Costumes varied from a woman in a leopard body suit and tail to a crowned man dressed as a king. Everyone wore a mask to conceal their identity. The masks did not cover the entire face – just over the eyes and nose – but were enough to make the guest indistinguishable. Mary, dressed in her police uniform, and Eliza, in her Red Riding Hood costume, got drinks and started to mingle in the crowd. Eliza pulled a little camera out of her shorts pocket and snapped a few pictures of the crowd to share with Brad. It didn't take long before a guy dressed like a convict asked Mary to dance. The irony was not lost on Eliza, who smiled and drained her drink. Although this – the weekend away with Mary – was a great idea, she missed Brad. Eliza made her way through the crowd of costumes to the bar for a refill. She ordered three drinks. She drank this one down in one gulp and returned to the area where Mary left her and watched the crowd. After the dance ended, Mary found Eliza, and they again downed their drinks. A couple dressed as George and Mary Washington came up to chat. "What a ridiculous costume," Eliza thought. "I can't handle this." She grabbed Mary's drink and took them for yet another refill. She returned to Mary just as Peter was planting a kiss on her cheek. "Great," Eliza thought. "Just what I need." She exchanged a greeting smile with Peter to be polite, but was quickly plotting her escape. Peter, dressed as a soldier, gave them a rundown of the costume party's history and debaucherous stories from the past. When Peter asked Mary to dance, Eliza sighed knowing she would be alone again. "Well, I'll just get drunk," she thought. She finished her drink and was headed to the bar when The Riddler from the Batman series intercepted and asked her to dance. Eliza shrugged and accepted his offer. After all the drinking, Eliza was feeling no pain as she danced to the music. Her head wasn't spinning yet, but it was close. Her partner wasn't a bad dancer, but when the song ended, she knew she needed to sit down. The Riddler, however, had other plans. He grasped her arm and pulled her to him. Eliza didn't resist. She spotted Peter, who was all over Mary, his hands running over her bare legs. Mary's hands were not quiet either and were obviously rubbing Peter's chest under his shirt. Mary closed her eyes in serenity and placed her head on Peter's shoulder. The Riddler had followed Eliza's gaze and, mistaking it for longing, thought he'd hit pay dirt and began to explore Eliza's body. His touch was unexpectedly gentle and actually began to soothe Eliza's feelings of loneliness. She realized how the stranger's costume clung to his muscular body. Since she hadn't objected, his right hand moved under Eliza's cloak over her bare shoulders and down her back. He then began to unfasten the corset that bound Eliza's ample breasts, almost totally exposing them. As her costume only consisted of a cloak, corset, boots, and a pair of shorts that covered only half of her butt, there was plenty of bare skin to touch and observe. The Riddler's roaming hands pushed back the cloak on Eliza's left side exposing everything. Eliza became the center of attraction as the Riddler got behind her and ground his hips into her swaying butt. Her eyes closed as he began to massage her left breast. The Riddler pulled her tight to him, and she could feel his long hard penis against her butt. He kissed her neck, and she reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. His penis grew harder as he squeezed her butt and breast while kissing her neck. Eliza herself was becoming excited, and she reached down behind her with her right hand and stroked the stranger's hard penis. The stranger knew he had Eliza. Eliza was now the center of attention for all of the guests on the dance floor. Men and women looked on as the stranger's hands ran over her half-exposed body. Eliza opened her eyes in a moment of panic and wondered what she was doing. She hadn't seen the Genie's enter the dance floor, but he'd spotted her distinct blonde hair and approached quickly. He tapped the Riddler on the shoulder and whispered something to him about ripping off his head. The Riddler's groping stopped, and he stepped back. The Genie grabbed Eliza and pulled her to him. Not understanding what had happened, Eliza began to resist the Genie's grasp. "Eliza, stop," Brad's voice commanded. Eliza looked up and recognized Brad. He pulled her cloak back around her, and she put her arms around him. "Thank God you're here," she murmured into his chest. She was confused, but her heart still raced with the excitement of the stranger's touch. His actions had initiated a stirring deep in her loins. Eliza and Brad danced to the music; she embraced his firm physique. As her hands wandered over the thin fabric of his costume, she could feel the definition of each muscle of his back and arms. Eliza's mind started to clear as she looked up at Brad. He leaned forward and kissed her lips. Eliza's body melted in his arms as their lips glided over each other, their tongues exploring. When the top of Brad's thigh pressed between her legs and against her crotch, a jolt went through her body. Longing for more, Eliza pressed herself against his leg using it to stimulate her aching clitoris. The sensation, coupled with his deep long kiss, sent her over the edge, and her body shook with a small brief orgasm. Longing to feel Brad inside her, Eliza grabbed Brad's hand and led him on a search for a more intimate location. On her way out, Eliza looked around for Mary, but she was nowhere to be found. They exited the ballroom through a service door. Their excitement grew as they explored the service area. They finally found an unlocked door and slowly opened it. They engaged in a deep kiss, and Eliza's hands began to explore the light fabric of Brad's costume. She was about to comment on it when she thought she heard something. She stopped and listened. The area looked clear, but they heard noises nearby. The noises were not mechanical, but human. As they approached the office door, their eyes started to adjust to the low light. Brad spotted it first, the silhouette on the other side of the room. He pointed it out to Eliza. They discerned a couple making out on a desk across the room. "Yes, oh slower, oh yes!" exclaimed a woman's voice. "That is Mary's voice!" Eliza whispered to Brad. They could now see the costumes and the faces of Mary and Peter. Peter was standing before Mary who was lying back on a desk. Peter's pants were around his ankles and each of Mary's legs were over his shoulders. Eliza began to giggle and was happy that Mary was finally getting some. Peter was satisfying Mary's needs with deep slow strokes. Quite excited by the action before him, Brad's hand gave Eliza's breasts a slight squeeze as they watched Peter fuck Mary. Eliza took Brad's hand a guided it under her cloak and over her shorts to her aching vagina. He slowly rubbed her vagina through the shiny, soft fabric of her shorts as they watched. Eliza and Brad were just as turned on as the couple on the desk. Eliza could feel each of Peter's thrusts, her juices now seeping from her vagina soaking her thong and the red shorts. Mary began to moan loud and then let out a loud "Oh my God!" as she reached orgasm. Peter soon followed moaning as well. Suddenly, the lights went on in the room. Submission Peter and Mary, momentarily shocked, scrambled to gather their clothes for a quick exit. But it was too late. Two security guards barreled across the room, and the couple was caught with nowhere to go. The older guard radioed for assistance. Mary and Peter shimmied into their clothing. The younger guard watched intently and couldn't take his eyes off of her breasts. The older guard stated, "I'm sorry, but we do not condone that type of activity here at the resort." Peter fumbled in his pocket, pulled out some cash, and inquired, "How do we make this go away, gentlemen?" The older guard replied sternly, "Not possible." Eliza and Brad regained their composure in the shadows, but stayed glued to the action. Suddenly, she realized they were in Sarah's office hiding in the changing room. "Oh shit, this kind of funny," she thought. What seemed like an hours, but actually only minutes later, Sarah entered the room with the two bellboys. They were all dressed in pirate costumes. With a toy parrot on her shoulder, it was apparent Sarah was the pirate captain and the two bellboys were her deckhands. Mary was relieved and thought her new friend Sarah would make this all go away. The older guard approached Sarah and gave her a briefing of what they found. "Please escort this individual," Sarah ordered pointing at Peter, "from the main property." The guards dragged Peter out protesting. Mary was left with Sarah and the two bellboys. "Well, Mary, you have been quite active this evening," Sarah chided. "I am sorry," Mary managed to say. "We just got caught up in the moment and...." Sarah cut off the rest of her explanation with a stern "Well..." and followed with "...that makes it ok, then, to get caught up in the moment?" Mary was speechless as Sarah closed the distance between the two. With the tips of her right hand, she began to trace the tops of her Mary's breasts above police uniform. She looked down and could see the result of Peter's orgasm on Mary's skirt. "You seemed to have soiled one of my costumes," Sarah pointed out. Mary was very uneasy at this point. "I'm very sorry. I'll pay to get it dry cleaned." "Not necessary, I will take care of that. Please take it off now." Sarah commanded. A look of shock came over Mary's face. "Okay, just give me a couple of minutes so I can run up to the room and change out of it." "Take it off here and now!" Sarah demanded angrily. "I have no other clothes," Mary said with a look of shock on her face as she looked over at the two bellmen. "Mary, I will only say this once more before I have it forcibly removed." Brad and Eliza watched intently. Eliza wanted to go help her friend only to be held back by Brad who didn't think they'd change the outcome in any way. Mary didn't want to escalate the situation. She could see Sarah was very annoyed...well, pissed is a better description. While Sarah's personality had changed drastically from when she brought Mary to several orgasms earlier in the day, Eliza recognized the domineering side she'd hinted at was emerging. Mary unbuttoned her top and took it off, her breasts slightly bouncing when they were freed from the material. She then looked at the two pirate bellmen and turned slightly away from them as she removed the skirt, handing the whole outfit to Sarah. She was left in only a black thong. The two bellmen examined Mary in her naked state, and it was obvious they were excited about where this situation was going. Sarah placed the costume on the table and, in a flash, grabbed a handful of Mary's hair. She turned Mary around so she was totally exposed and facing the two bellmen. "We have an earlier history," Sarah explained to the bellmen as they hungrily looked at Mary's breasts, crotch, and legs. With one hand still grasping Mary's hair, Sarah reached grabbed Mary's breast with the other. The embarrassment of standing nude before two strangers was humiliating for Mary, but the excitement in the bellman's pants was obvious. Sarah asked them if they were getting turned on. They indicated yes with a nod of their heads. "Looks like you two need some relief," Sarah said coyly. Sarah dragged Mary before the two pirates. "Better get those cocks out, boys," Sarah recommended. The two bellmen fumbled with their costumes and freed their stiff penises. Mary began to resist and attempted to get away from the two men. Sarah pulled her hair so hard, Mary's knees came off the floor and she screamed in pain. A horrified Mary was dragged before the two hard and bobbing penises. As Mary began to sob, Sarah slapped her face. "Stop crying, you little whore," Sarah yelled. "They are beautiful, aren't they Mary?" she said referring to the two erect cocks before her. "Take them and feel the soft warm skin in your hands." A reluctant Mary kept her hands by her sides. Sarah pulled back on Mary's hair so she was looking up at her. "Either grab them or we will call the local Sheriff, who just happens to be my uncle, and you can explain to him, and the county during your trial, how you were whoring around in our hotel." Enchanted Woods Mary knew that any outcome other than being arrested would be the best and gingerly took a penis in each hand. Immediately she felt the warmth and throbbing as blood was being pumped into the hard members. "Good..." Sarah said indicating that Mary had accomplished the command. "These two gentlemen had to leave the party to come down here and help deal with this whoring mess. I think you owe them each a little something to compensate them for their time." Sarah guided Mary's face toward the penis of the bellman who took their suitcases to the suite when they first arrived. Once again Mary resisted only to have her hair pulled back sharply. "Mary, Mary, Mary, what did I tell you?" Sarah once again guided Mary's face towards the penis. "Open your mouth, Mary," Sarah intoned while slightly increasing the pain being inflicted by her grip on Mary's hair. Slowly Mary moved her lips up and down the bellman's penis. The bellman's knees buckled a little as he felt Mary's warm, moist mouth engulf his cock, and he let out a soft moan. Mary first felt the head and then the shaft traveling over her tongue as Sarah guided her progress. Once Mary's nose touched his pubic hair, Sarah guided Mary back until the head was between her lips. Mary was scared shitless and humiliated at the same time. "Where has this guy's cock been?" she thought to herself. "Good girl, Mary." Sarah guided Mary's head several more times over the bellman's penis working him into a frenzy. Getting the bellman off wasn't Sarah's intent. It was embarrassing Mary and showing her who the boss was. She withdrew Mary's head revealing a penis glistening with her saliva and some pre-cum oozing from the tip. "Now to his partner," Sarah said as she guided Mary's head over to the second bellman. The second bellman's penis was much larger in length and girth. As Mary's head was being guided over to the large member, she began to hesitate and resist. Sarah tightened her grip, but that didn't have the desired effect, and Mary continued to resist. "You fucking whore!" Sarah yelled as she pulled Mary's head up and slapped her face. Eliza and Brad felt the sting of the slap as the crisp sound shot through the meeting room. Mary cried out in pain and tears began to run down her cheeks. Eliza looked at Brad pleadingly. He held up a finger that said they should wait just a few more minutes. Sarah looked at her and said, "One more, Mary. Be a good girl." Mary was guided to the large penis. She had to stretch her lips to get the cock into her mouth. The head of the penis hit the back of her throat, and there was still more in front of her. When she gagged, Sarah pulled her head back so nothing undesired and messy would happen. Once the head popped out of her mouth, Sarah was quick to guide her mouth back over the now throbbing penis. The bellman grabbed Mary's head to help guide her and was surprised when Sarah slapped his face. "I am in charge here!" Sarah commanded. Sarah herself was getting turned by yet again having total control over Mary. Sarah let her other hand roam into Mary's blouse and gave the nipple a sharp squeeze. As scary as the scene was before them, there was still a sense of eroticism. Brad and Eliza couldn't fight the stirrings inside of them. Brad had slipped his hand between Eliza's legs and was stroking her vagina through the fabric as they watched intently. "Okay, that is enough for you two," Sarah said to the bellboys. "Put those toys away for later. And, you know, Mary, I can have either or both of them whenever I want so please free to thank me for sharing them with you." Mary was pissed at the comment. "Go fuck yourself!" "I plan on doing that after a little foreplay, bitch." Sarah still had Mary by the hair and dragged her over to her desk. Mary fought as best she could, but she was no match for the situation. When Sarah got to the desk, she turned around and brought Mary's face to her crotch. Mary could smell the sweet musk of Sarah's excited state. Sarah barked out to Mary, "Undo my belt!" Mary was thinking about how to get out of this mess and wasn't concentrating on Sarah's orders. A quick slap to the face that echoed throughout the room brought Mary's attention back to where Sarah wanted it. Brad and Eliza were no longer turned on by the activities before them and started to frantically motion about a plan. "Unbuckle my belt." Mary hesitated and looked up defiantly with the outline of Sarah's hand on her cheek. Sarah pulled Mary's hair up and raised her open hand in preparation of landing another slap to Mary's bright red cheek. Mary succumbed to Sarah's will and undid the belt. The silk fabric fell around Sarah's ankles. Mary looked over to the two bellmen whose erections were still firmly pointing to the ceiling. "It is okay, Mary, they have seen me many times before." Sarah pulled Mary's head back in her direction with it stopping just inches in front of Sarah's thong-covered crotch. "Get them all the way off, Mary," Sarah ordered as she lifted her left leg. Mary followed the instructions and pulled the costume completely off. "Now to my lingerie, whore." Mary was really pissed at repeatedly being labeled a "whore" and spat at Sarah. "Need we do this all over again, whore?" Sarah said as she raised her hand. Although it infuriated her, Mary knew she was helpless and had to follow directions to avoid jail and an additional beat down from Sarah. Mary reached up and grasped the thong on the material just below Sarah's hips and began to pull it down. Mary could not help but watch as the descending ivory lace revealing Sarah's shaved crotch. With her eyes transfixed to the first vagina she had ever seen that closely, she continued to pull the thong down and remove it. "Good job. Now put it around your neck and don't stretch it out." Sarah released the grip on Mary's hair so she could do it. Mary thought about trying to make a run for it, but being on her knees with Sarah inches away, she knew wouldn't make it far. Once the thong was around Mary's neck like some sort of recognition that she had been tamed, Sarah grabbed her hair again. Sarah slightly spread her legs exposing the pink lips of her vagina. Mary could see the slight glimmer of her juices. "Remember how I treated you earlier, Mary? It's your turn now," Sarah said as she guided Mary's face to her own vagina. "Lick me, whore." This day was full of firsts for Mary. A romantic interlude by the waterfall, being brought to an orgasm by a woman, having her first great fuck with an older guy, being naked before two strangers sucking their penises, and now being forced to become intimate with a woman's vagina. She had never satisfied a woman before and wasn't really interested in doing it now, especially under these conditions. Eliza did not want Mary to have to do this. Brad held her still as Mary had nothing to lose but her pride. Interference would not be wise with the bellmen there. Sarah pulled Mary's lips against her vagina. Mary resisted as much as she could moving her face to the side. The silence in the room was shattered by the sound of Sarah's palm striking the side of Mary's face so hard that some saliva exited from between Mary's lips. Tears began to flow down Mary's cheeks. "Stick out your tongue," Sarah commanded. "Lick my pussy, Mary, just like I licked yours. Remember?" Mary was defeated and had lost all will to resist. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Everyone in the room watched as it touched Sarah's clitoris and then flicked against it. If you couldn't see it, you knew it did by the low moan that came out of Sarah's mouth. "That's it...Oh, that is so good. You have done this before, haven't you?" Sarah berated Mary some more. Mary's tongue continued to flick over Sarah's clit. She groaned with pleasure. She then directed Mary to stick her tongue inside her. Mary complied with the order, gliding her tongue through the lips of Sarah's vagina into her warm wet cavern. Mary could now taste Sarah's juices flowing freely from her vagina. Sarah was rocking back and forth against Mary's face moaning. From Mary's own experience, she knew Sarah was on the verge of an orgasm and soon this would all be over. Sarah, in her highly excited state, was unable to hold back any longer and came in a wave of orgasms that shocked and drained her body. She continued to lean against the table for support and catch her breath as her glistening juices traveled down the inside of her thighs. Sarah wasn't done yet. She pulled Mary into a position where she was leaning over the desk. She called the two bellmen over and directed them to grab each of Mary's arms and keep her bent over. The bellmen did what they were told. Sarah opened her drawer and pulled out a strap-on dildo. "I hope you're ready for this," she said as she wrapped the straps around her waist and thighs. Mary looked at the long thick menacing cock as Sarah strapped it on. Bigger than anything she had ever seen, Mary's fear of what that would do to her made her begin to cry again. Just then, Sarah's cell phone rang. She looked at it and cursed. Sarah answered the call and mumbled a few "Yes, sirs" and then pressed the call end button. "You two get to the ballroom," she yelled to the bellmen. "A drunken guest is causing problems. I have her," Sarah said referring to Mary. "She's not going anywhere." The two bellmen responded immediately, almost as if their lives depended on it. When they departed the room, Sarah looked at Mary and asked "Now, where were we?" Dominance Brad motioned for Eliza to go. He knew this was the time to spring into action. They moved from their observation position quietly with Eliza removing her cloak. Eliza, infuriated about how her friend was treated, pushed in front of Brad as they approached Sarah. Eliza, in her red corset, shorts, and boots, reached up and grabbed Sarah's long brown hair and yanked it back. In total shock and surprise, Sarah yelled out "What the hell?" as she was pulled away from Mary and onto the floor with her butt making a huge thump. Brad grabbed Mary and helped her off the desk. He yanked a raincoat off of the coat rack and helped her put it on. In the meantime, Sarah looked at Eliza and asked, "Do you know what the fuck you are doing?" Eliza couldn't restrain herself and slapped Sarah's face so hard that she had to shake her hand to get the sting out. "Hey bitch, looks like I am in charge now," Eliza said as she pulled Sarah forward by her hair. Mary and Brad looked on in astonishment. They had never seen this side of Eliza. Maybe it never existed before this moment. "Well, Sarah, it looks like the tables have turned." Eliza said. "Bullshit," Sarah spat as she struggled to get up. She was no match for Eliza though. All those days in the gym were finally being put to good use. As Brad comforted Mary, Eliza slapped Sarah's exposed ass. The sound of her hand hitting Sarah's soft bare flesh even made Brad wince. After five more slaps Sarah's resistance stopped, and she began to whimper. "You shallow bitch! Can't take it, Sarah?" Eliza shouted. "Well I have plans for you, and the night is still young." Eliza yanked Sarah up off the floor onto her knees and then to her feet. Sarah tried to swing at Eliza, but she saw it coming and ducked. She countered with a punch to Sarah's midsection that knocked the wind out of her. Mary looked at Sarah with disdain, walked over, and slapped her face again and again until Sarah began to sob. "Payback is a bitch," Mary stated as she grabbed Sarah's costume, ripping the rest of the soft thin material from her body exposing her braless chest. Mary reached for Sarah's nipples, took them between her thumb and index finger on each hand, and gave them a hard squeeze and twist. Sarah saw an opportunity to kick Mary, but Brad saw it coming and whisked Mary to the side. Mary returned and punched Sarah in the gut. She would have doubled over if Eliza didn't have a hold of her hair. Brad again rushed forward and got Mary out of kicking range. Eliza, with a firm grasp of Sarah's hair and one arm that she leveraged behind her back, directed Sarah to take the strap-on off. This time it was Sarah who did not respond in a timely manner. "Take that thing off, bitch," Eliza screamed. Sarah thought she could overpower Eliza. She made a quick turn and put her hands around Eliza's throat. Brad jumped forward breaking Sarah's grip and restraining her arms behind her. He watched her breasts jiggle as she fought him. Sarah tried to spit on Eliza, but her mouth was dry. The attempt further infuriated Eliza who slapped Sarah again. Eliza reached down and picked up the strap-on. She turned away from Brad and Sarah and strapped on the rubber cock. She adjusted it and directed Brad to bend Sarah over the desk. Sarah resisted, but was no match for the 185 lb. man who overwhelmed her with ease and got her into position. Brad still had a raging hard on from the previous activity, the cat fight, and now Eliza with a strap-on attached to her waist. Sarah's torso was stretched across the desk and Eliza moved toward her and quickly got into position between her legs. Eliza was in total control and was thinking ahead. She pulled her camera out of her shorts pocket and tossed it to Mary. "Click a few pictures for our family scrap book, and then let's do a short vacation." Mary didn't hesitate and started clicking away. Eliza began to spank Sarah. Each strike sent a ripple through Sarah's firm butt. Sarah yelled in pain. "Yep, the shoe is on the other foot now." Eliza grabbed the shaft of the dildo, shifted her hips back, and thrust it into Sarah. The long thick dildo stretched Sarah's vagina, but slid in easily due to the existing lubrication. The action was all caught by Mary who smiled while she picked up Sarah's head by her hair to make sure there was no reason to doubt who was getting the business end of the strap-on. Eliza thrust again and again into Sarah. Vengeance was on her mind, and she wanted to inflict the most pain and teach this bitch a lesson. Sarah's sobs did little to convince her to stop. After a few more strokes, Eliza pulled out. She spread Sarah's butt cheeks and slammed the dildo into her anus. Sarah screamed in pain, and Mary caught it all on video. Eliza reached behind her, unbuckled the strap-on, and stepped back leaving the dildo in Sarah's ass. Sobbing, Sarah said repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Eliza replied with venom, "Too little, too late." She picked up her cloak and put it on. Brad let go of Sarah's wrists, and Mary met both of them at the door. "Oh, and if you even think about revenge, remember we have all of this recorded." The three walked out of the room. Eliza said, "Looks like Little Red Riding Hood took care of the big bad wolf." Enchanted Woods Once in the room, Eliza got Mary in the shower, poured her a good stiff rum and coke, and then helped her into bed. She was worn out and fell asleep almost immediately. Eliza closed the door and went to her room where Brad was waiting for her. He walked up to Eliza, put his arms around her, and held her for several minutes. Eliza let out a soft sigh of relief as this nightmare was over. She felt the warmth and safety that Brad's arms provided. As she laid her head on his chest, she could smell his strong musky scent enhanced by the activities of the last few hours. Her hands wandered over his muscular frame turning her on like it always did. A smile came upon her lips, and she looked up at Brad and said, "To the victor go the spoils." He lowered his lips to hers, and they engaged in a long sensual kiss. Their mouths fully open, their tongues flicked against each other's, sparking uncontrollable passion. Brad leaned over and picked Eliza up in his arms. She shrieked with surprise and put her arms around his neck. Brad walked over to her bed and laid her down softly. The dim light behind served as a backlight accentuating his muscular physique as he stepped back and began to strip. Now totally nude, he walked toward her and the bed. She sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She put up a hand directing him to stop as he reached the bed. She reached up with her right hand and gently grasped his semi-erect penis. Soft and warm, she could feel it begin to grow. As it throbbed in her hand, she leaned forward and took it into her mouth. She could feel Brad's knees give a little as her warm wet mouth engulfed the head. "Oh baby, that feels so good," Brad said. At this point, she could fit it all into her mouth, but it would soon grow too large. She felt it expand in her mouth and worked her tongue over the head eliciting a moan of pleasure from Brad. Eliza then slowly took as much of the shaft as she could, feeling the head hit the back of her throat. She pulled her mouth back, her lips sliding until they reached the rim of the head. She repeated this several times. Each time she could feel his penis grow longer and firmer in her mouth. After what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, Brad placed his hands on her head and guided her back on the bed. He looked at her features in the light. She was simply stunning, more like gorgeous, with her blond hair framing her beautiful face. "Sit back and relax, Eliza," he murmured. "Let me give you what you earned today." Brad slipped off her boots and reached up to grasp her shorts. He undid the snap and lifted her legs, placing them both on over his right shoulder. Brad then began to slide the shorts down. He slowly lowered her legs and then moved up to remove the corset. One by one, he undid the snaps of the corset revealing Eliza's ample breasts. When the last fastener was unsnapped, her breasts pushed out of the confines and bounced free. Unable to restrain himself and knowing they could use a good massage, Brad grasped the two large globes of creamy flesh in his hands and gently kneaded them. "Hmm," Eliza sighed as she reached up ran her hands up and down his arm and then following it to his shoulder and chest. She loved his strong pecks covered with soft hair. She always enjoyed running her fingers through it. Brad stopped caressing Eliza's breasts and slowly dragged his fingertips down across her abdomen and then skirted her pubic area on the way down her thigh. He gently grasped her ankle and brought it up to his lips. Brad started to kiss her ankle and moved his way up her leg to her calf. He alternated between kisses and long strokes of his tongue that outlined her calf muscle. His caress could not be matched by any other man, and he always showed her how much he adored her body. Despite the low light, she could see his devotion to her body and the desire in his eyes. Brad progressed slowly and when he reached her knee he made eye contact with her. He continued by kissing the sides and under portion of her knee and then began the long slow journey up her toned thigh. Eliza emitted a soft moan of approval as his technique aroused her. Once again alternating between kisses, long flat strokes of his tongue, and thin licks with its tip, he began to drive Eliza crazy with desire. Eliza could feel her vagina preparing for the upcoming festivities. It oozed with juices. Now halfway up her thigh, Eliza could not conceal her delight any longer. "Ohhh, Brad," she moaned. "You're driving me crazy, baby." She moaned again, only louder. This encouraged Brad to take his time to build up the desire so much her orgasm would make her toes curl. Her breathing now labored, she moved her hands up to her breasts and began to massage them. As Brad looked up at her, his penis got harder. Brad was now close to Eliza's vagina. He could smell the lubrication she was emitting, that animal response to being turned on sexually and preparing to reproduce. When his tongue began to trace the skin around her vagina, Eliza massaged her breasts with much more vigor. Brad shocked Eliza with one broad flat stroke of his tongue over her vagina. Eliza's arms shot out to her side, and she gripped a handful of the bed sheet. Brad repeated the strokes a few times driving Eliza totally crazy with desire. Enchanted Woods "Oh God, Brad, stick it in me," Eliza panted. Brad obliged Eliza's request and drove his tongue deep inside of her vagina. Brad was mad with desire. He withdrew his tongue and sucked Eliza's clitoris into his mouth. He began flicking it with the tip of his tongue followed by a swirling motion. Eliza was writhing on the bed as her orgasm mounted. Brad placed a hand under each cheek of her butt and picked her up so he could better apply his technique. Eliza moaned as she felt the orgasm build deep inside of her. "Drive me wild, make me cum with your tongue!" Brad sucked her clitoris hard and flicked it rapidly resulting in Eliza bucking up and down on the bed. "Shit!" she said as her body convulsed. As her orgasm subsided, Brad slowed and then stopped his attack on the young beauty's vagina. Brad began to kiss his way up Eliza's toned body. Eliza could feel his hard penis travel up her thigh until it was perched in front of her vagina. She guided Brad's head to her, and their lips met. They kissed passionately, like it was the last kiss either of them would ever experience. Eliza tasted her sweet juices on his lips as she sucked his tongue into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue, pretending it was his penis. Eliza had to have him now and guided his throbbing member into her vagina. The sensation that she long waited for she began to experience as he filled all of her. Brad slowly withdrew and lowered his hips allowing his lover to feel its travel within her. He placed his hands once again under the cheeks of her fine butt and picked it up so the head of his penis stimulated her "G" spot. A jolt ran through her, and she began to experience a strong orgasm. She wrapped her legs around Brad. She could read his body and knew he was close to cuming himself. "Fuck me hard!" Eliza yelled. Brad drove his long hard penis into Eliza over and over until they were both on the verge of climaxing. "Look into my eyes, Eliza," Brad commanded. Eliza looked up into his eyes, and they connected, both exploding into a mind-blowing orgasm. Supporting himself on his elbows, he gently kissed her soft lips. Brad continued to place light soft kisses on her forehead, eyelids, cheeks, neck, and ears. Not a word needed to be spoken as he rolled her to her side and pulled her into his arms. Her head rested on his chest, and she listened to his heart winding down from the passionate lovemaking they just experienced. His fingertips stroked her back and shoulders and then ended up, as always, in her hair, working their way through the soft blond strands like a comb. They fell asleep in each other's arms, with Eliza thinking that this was what Enchanted Woods should've been like all along.