Chapter 1155: Christine being corrupted?

Chapter 1155: Christine being corrupted?



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Christine was on the edge of such an immense climax that her brain was fogged with lust. She fought it like a drowning swimmer struggling to reach the surface of the ocean. If I know one thing, it's that I'm not going to lose my precious virginity to Heather, of all people! It doesn't matter that I'm actually starting to enjoy her touching my body; she's crossing the line and going way too far! My hymen can only be broken once and I've been saving that for Alan. I need to distract her! I'm just gonna have to grin and bear it and be such a good nympho cunt slut for her that she'll forget all about that strap-on.Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

Suddenly, Christine bolted upright. "Heather, you know what? I'm actually really getting off on this girl-girl stuff. And I gotta say it's so inspiring and SEXY the way you're completely comfortable with your amazing centerfold body. Make love to me!" She threw herself at Heather, kissing her fully on the lips.

Heather was taken aback at first, but quickly recovered. She muttered almost inaudibly, "Hee-hee. My plan is working. She is so ripe, so ready to be picked!"

Heather was so aroused by the genuine, undisguised lust that she saw in Christine's eyes that she began kissing back with equal intensity while increasing her fondling of Christine's clit.

Although in real life Christine had no experience of kissing another woman on the lips, in her dream she kissed as well as any woman ever could.

The two of them ended up rolling around on the ground, forgetting all about Janice and Joy.

Even so, Christine kept thinking about Alan and wishing that Heather were Alan. Before long she was half convinced that she really was with Alan. She kept her eyes closed to help keep that fantasy alive. Oh Alan, you kiss so well! It's everything I dreamt about and more! And your hands all over me - I love it!

But there was a bitter undercurrent because all the while some part of her mind was very aware that it was Heather that was necking with her and fondling her. She struggled to stay aware of her real surroundings enough to make sure that Heather's strap-on

remained forgotten.

Heather asked, "Rope? You mean like string? That kind of rope?"

"Exactly. I need to be tied up. I've been bad. I'm such a nasty girl. I want you to tie me up and then fuck my brains out with that strap-on!" She rolled on top of Heather, ready for more.

"Okaaay..." Heather said hesitantly at first. But then, seeing that Christine appeared sincere, she barked to Joy, "Rope! Now! Hurry it up."

Christine added, "Oh, and I want you to bind my breasts too, with ropes above and below them. They've been the cause of all my troubles today and they need to be punished. I want you to really get rough with them. Pull and bite my nipples; I love to do that to myself."

As Joy scurried off, Heather leaned in, pressing her nose almost up to the tip of Christine's. "Damn, woman! You're sexy. You know that? And rope? Kinky, even. I like that. I have no idea where you got that 'Ice Queen' nickname, because you're anything but, at least once someone lights your fire. This isn't at all what I expected to happen, but I guess, like everyone else, you just can't resist the Heather charm." She grinned before kissing Christine square on the

mouth.

Soon the two of them were thrashing around on the floor again, sharing more passionate

kisses.

Christine decided that she positively loved pussy-licking in general and the taste of Heather's musky nectar in particular. She no longer had to think about Alan to stay aroused.

Once again, Janice and Joy had to do Heather's dirty work. They were assigned the task of tying Christine up. Janice in particular took her sweet time about it, repeatedly making

mistakes.

Oh, how sweet, Christine thought. Janice is still trying to save me. If only there was some way I could let her know, without embarrassing either of us, that I don't need to be saved anymore. I need to be FUCKED! My inner beast has been unleashed and now there's no going back.

Just as the ropes binding Christine's hands behind her back were finally tied (though her legs were left free), there was a knock at the door. It followed a particular pattern, obviously signifying some kind of secret code.

Christine though, That's probably Alan! I forgot all about him! How sweet. He's trying to save me. Well, that's much better. What started out as a horrible day is really turning out great. Alan can be the one to take my virginity after all, and then Heather can have her turn with me after him. That's much better than having Heather take my hymen with her strap-on dildo. This will be my first orgy, hee- hee! God, why didn't anyone tell me that sex is so much fucking FUN?!