Heterosexual Lesbian Sex

Levi Summers

Levi sat alone in his home theater, fingers fidgeting with the remote. The explanation that Alison had given him was still replaying in his mind, along with the knowledge that Olivia and Tomoko were about to sleep with each other. A part of him knew that this was likely Azures trap, and should be ignored, but the other was having a hard time resisting.

'Azure's going to show it to everyone anyway. Might as well make the most of it, right?'

With growing confidence, he grasped the remote control and pressed the power button, illuminating the darkened room with the glow of the screen.

The channel was still set to the same place it had been last time. Specifically, the dedicated livestream of Tomoko's ass.

Licking his lips in anticipation, he clicked the remote to adjust the angle of the camera. A soft whistle escaped his lips as it changed to the breathtaking sight of nude Tomoko and Olivia before him. Olivia, in particular, with her impossible curves and striking features, seemed to radiate an otherworldly sensuality, making her look like a goddess.

He leaned forward and undid his belt.

Olivia Booker

Oliver stood mouth agape as she looked at Tomoko. The naked Asian stood before her with an air of grace and confidence, a playful smirk upon her face. She was immediately drawn to her bare breasts, which were larger than Olivia remembered, the udders having swollen from a night of producing milk. Even ignoring her assets, the she was truly stunning, leaving Olivia momentarily speechless. 'It's only because of the mind control that I see her like this,' she had to remind herself.

She coughed. "So, uh, how does this work?"

"What do ya mean?" Tomoko asked.

"Sex, I mean. How do two women usually do it?"

Tomoko was momentarily taken aback. "Oh, um, it's... I mean, there aint just one way to do it," Tomoko said, scratching her head.

"Look, just give me the most basic, vanilla version of it?" Olivia groaned.

"Vanilla?" Tomoko repeated? "I mean, it ain't like with guys where there's like a default script. Ya know, foreplay, penetration, cumming, and then you're done," Tomoko explained.

Olivia bit her lip, feeling embarrassed. "Okay, then what the hell do you people do? Do you go straight for the clit, or something else?"

Tomoko felt very odd that a grown woman was asking her how to have sex, almost as if a child had asked where babies come from. "That depends. What sort of stuff do you like your partner doing to you in bed?"

Olivia could feel her heart rate rise. "I told you. I've never done this girl-on-girl stuff. It's only because of the mind control."

Tomoko felt a pang of annoyance at Olivia's constant reminders, along with how accusatory they seemed. "Sure, but you must have foreplay you like. What makes you feel good?"

Olivia gulped as her cheeks burned at the mental image of Tomoko teasing her with her naked body. "That's... that's not important. The curse will only lift if I make you orgasm, not me. That's the goal."

Tomoko bit her lip again. "It's... different for girl-on-girl. Getting one person to orgasm aint always the goal, ya see. It's more about making each other feel good until we just... stop."

She lifted her hands diplomatically. "I mean, it happens. Especially when I'm through with folks. It's just, my tolerance might be a bit higher than..." She trailed off as she watched Olivia bring her fingers through her hair in agitation.

"So what's your plan then?!" Olivia finally snapped in annoyance, as if this whole thing was Tomoko's idea.

Tomoko rubbed her mouth, thinking. "Maybe... maybe I can guide you through this. Come on over."

"And do what?" Olivia asked, slowly, heart fluttering.

"Give me your wrists," Tomoko smiled. "I'll help ya."

To demonstrate, Tomoko took Olivia's hand and guided it to her hip. She pressed Olivia's palm against the soft curve of her backside, encouraging her to feel its weight and firmness.

Olivia swallowed nervously, blood pumping in her ear as she took a deep breath. At first, her fingers pressed gently against the smooth surface, feeling the cool skin beneath her touch. Then, after hesitating briefly, she allowed her fingers to sink into the supple flesh of Tomoko's rear. She gave a tentative squeeze, marveling at the firmness beneath her palms.

"You're doing it," Tomoko nodded encouragingly as she released her wrists. "Explore however you like."

Emboldened by Tomoko's positive response, Olivia kneaded the globes of her ass more confidently, relishing the way they yielded to her touch. Her breathing quickened as she felt a rush of unfamiliar but exciting sensations.

Tomoko hummed with pleasure, pressing her hips back against Olivia's hands, and allowing her ass to more firmly fit into the inexperienced woman's grasp.

Fueled by Tomoko's encouragement, Olivia grew bolder in her explorations. Taking a step back, she slid her hands around to Tomoko's front, caressing the flat plane of her stomach before moving higher to cup the heavy weight of her breasts.

Tomoko let out a breathy moan, slightly exaggerating the pleasure she felt to encourage Olivia. She arched her back and her nipples stiffened further under the blonde's palms, practically begging to be pinched and rolled.

Unable to resist, Olivia does just that; her thumbs brushed over Tomoko's stiffened nipples, eliciting another breathy sound of pleasure. Emboldened, she rolled the sensitive buds between her fingers, marveling at how they seemed to harden yet further under her ministrations.

As she continued to fondle the illustrator's assets, Tomoko started to grind her wide hips in slow circles, rubbing her bare mound against the other girl's thigh. However, internally, she was worried. 'How the hell am I supposed to orgasm?' Tomoko thought. Oliva was doing fine for her first time with a girl, but Tomoko's years of sexual experience had given her a high threshold. While she had become skilled at faking orgasms, she doubted she could fool the curse Olivia had been inflicted with.

"You're such a natural at this," Tomoko praised breathlessly, leaning forward and nipping at her partner's earlobe, a mischievous glint in her eyes even as she gave her white lie.

Levi

Levi's throat tightened as he watched Olivia fondle Tomoko's tits, each grope more confident and sensual than the last. He could tell she was losing herself to the passion, as was he, as he stroked his manhood to the sight. He couldn't help but remember how he had felt when he had caressed those glorious jugs, and how he had pulled on her nipples to expel milk like she was a cow.

He leaned closer, focusing on how Olivia squeezed the Asian-American's nipples, waiting for the moment that dairy would be released, not remembering that only he, or someone he designated, could do so.

"Come on, Olivia," he whispered, dick throbbing in his hand at the memory of Tomoko. "Milk her."

Tomoko

The moment Levi uttered these words, Tomoko felt a small trickle building up within her squeezed nipple. Without anyone realizing it, Levi had authorized Olivia to extract Tomoki's breast juice on his behalf.

Within seconds, beads of milk start to form at the tips of her hardened nipples. A thin stream dribbles down the curves of her breasts as Olivia continues to fondle them. She gasped sharply as waves of intense pleasure radiated from her chest with each jiggle and squeeze. She pressed forward, pushing her heavy, milk-filled mounds more firmly into Olivia's exploring hands.

The sight of the creamy liquid leaking from Tomoko's nipples mesmerized Olivia. Memories of the girl spraying it like fire hoses the prior day vividly returned to her mind. She gently spun Tomoko around, pressing her own bare muff against the Japanese girl's plush rear.

Tomoko gasped as she felt the heat of Olivia's sex nestling against her ass cheeks. The intimate contact sent sparks of pleasure racing up her spine. "O-Olivia! she squeaked, instinctively grinding back against the blonde.

Emboldened, Olivia reached around to resume her ministrations on Tomoko's breasts. She kneaded the heavy globes, rolling and pinching the stiff peaks until more milk began to flow freely. Rivulets of the sweet nectar ran down Tomoko's quivering stomach. Each squeeze and pinch sent shockwaves of ecstasy radiating through her core. Never before had she grown so aroused from simple breast play.

"Ooh... oooh... ohhh..." Tomoko moaned. She was no longer putting on an act for the less experienced Olivia; instead, she was embracing an entirely new, sensual experience. Her hips bucked involuntarily, grinding her ass more insistently against Olivia's pussy.

However, her milk does not last long, having already been drained the night before. The already weak trickle faded until it produced nothing, leaving Olivia tugging at an empty well.

'Shit, I'm not losing you so easily,' Olivia thought, through the fade of lust. Without further preamble, she slipped a finger between Tomoko's slick folds, groaning at the wet heat that greeted her. She circled the entrance to Tomoko's pussy, coating her digit with the abundant juices before slowly pushing inside.

Tomoko gasped, her back arching as Olivia's finger penetrated her. Her inner walls clenched greedily around the invading digit, drawing it deeper.

"Ah!" Tomoko cried, her nerves already firing from the milking she had endured, entirely making up for Olivia's lack of experience. Her hands moved to grip Olivia's wrist, guiding her probing finger deeper into her dripping channel. The blonde obeyed willingly, pumping her digit in and out of Tomoko's tight heat with increasing speed and depth.

Tomoko's moans reached their peak as Olivia's finger stroked her G-spot, sending electrifying pulses of pleasure through her core. Her hips bucked erratically, seeking more of that delicious friction. "Ohh, Olivia! Right there! Don't stop!" Tomoko cried out, her nails digging into Olivia's skin as she rode the blonde's hand with wild abandon.

Olivia grinned, reveling in the Japanese girl's responsiveness. She curled her finger, applying targeted pressure to Tomoko's sensitive spot, determined to push her over the edge.

The Japanese beauty's entire body tensed, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring about to snap. "Don't stop," Tomoko begged, her voice a husky whisper, as she ground her clit against Olivia's palm, seeking added stimulation.

With a final, decisive thrust, Olivia hit Tomoko's sweet spot dead-on. The Japanese girl's orgasm detonated like a bomb, her pussy clamping down viciously on Olivia's finger as she screamed her release to the heavens.

"WAAAAHHH!! OH GOD, OLIVIA!!" Tomoko's body convulsed as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure. The scent of her arousal filled the room, mingling with the musk of her sweat and the tang of milk.

Olivia watched in awe, her own arousal spiking at the erotic display. Then, she felt a shiver pulsing up her spine. Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, she could feel her body starting to change. Muscles twitched and rippled beneath her skin as they began to swell and grow.

"Holy shit...it's happening," Olivia gasped, her voice filled with wonder and a hint of trepidation.

Muscles rippled beneath her skin as they swelled and grew. A low, rumbling growl emanated from Olivia's throat as she felt the surge of raw strength coursing through her veins. Her bones reconfigured, becoming denser and stronger to support the increased muscle mass. Her breasts shrank while her waist expanded, accentuating her newly sculpted abs. Her blonde hair receded into her scalp, returning to its original black hue. Finally, her sense of smell heightened, no longer muffled by the copious perfume and cosmetics on her body.

She looks down at her arms, seeing the biceps she has worked so hard to develop return. As she flexed them, her face lit up. "It really worked!"

Levi Summers

Levi let out a contented sigh, sinking back into the plush embrace of his chair. A warm, lingering smile stretched across his face as he felt the afterglow of his orgasm, to which the sticky fluid in his hand was a testament.

As he sat there, he couldn't help but notice the absence of shame he felt, which was a stark contrast to the person he had been just a few days earlier. Before arriving, even regular masturbation had always stirred a sense of guilt within him, yet he had just spied on two real people and came to it, without any hesitation.

'Of course you don't feel shame. You did the right thing,' he said to himself. 'You're helping them.'

Lazily, he picked up the tissue he had brought and began to clean up, though he suspected that the tower would have done it for him anyway.

After adjusting his pants, he stepped out of the home theater and into the castle hallway, where he noticed the scoreboards had been updated. The belief that he had made the right decision only strengthened his confidence as he saw the shift in their ranks.

Tomoko

• Spank Bank: +2 VP
• Bonus: First to have Girl-on-Girl Sex: +4 VP
• Voyeurism: Master peeped on naked: +3 VP
• Voyeurism: Lesbian Sex: +5 VP
• Voyeurism: Finger Fuck: +4 VP
• Voyeurism: Orgasm +3 VP
• Flashed Chest at Master: +6 VP
• Seen it Before: -6 VP
• Flashed Ass at Master: +5 VP
• Seen it Before: -5 VP
• Flashed Pussy at Master: +8 VP
• Seen it Before: -8 VP
• Total: +21 VP

Olivia

• Spank Bank: +2 VP
• Bonus: First to have Girl-on-Girl Sex: +4 VP
• Voyeurism: Master peeped on naked: +3 VP
• Voyeurism: Lesbian Sex: +5 VP
• Voyeurism: Finger Fuck: +4 VP
• Voyeurism: Master watched Orgasm +3 VP
• Flashed Chest at Master: +6 VP
• Flashed Ass at Master: +5 VP
• Flashed Pussy at Master: +8 VP
• Total: +40 VP

Levi threw his tissue in the trash and went to go check on Elena.

Tomoko Nakaya

"Congratulations," Tomoko smiled as she observed Olivia admiring her own muscles. She was still feeling the tingles of her own climax, and the sight of the athletic woman was turning her on once more.

"Yeah, thanks for the help," Olivia replied, focus still on her own body. "I owe you."

Tomoko bit her lip seductively as she got to her feet, facing the muscular Olivia. "No, I owe you, after what your fingers did to me." She began to sway her hips as she sauntered over to her. "I know you didn't get to cum." She placed a finger on Olivia's bicep. "Why don't I show ya how grateful I am?"

Olivia felt her arousal surge back, stronger than ever. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to nod and let Tomoko demonstrate her sexual mastery on her. However, with that longing, a sudden surge of dread gripped her.

"No," Olivia said casually, craning her neck to look the other way. "I mean, why would we? I got my body back, so what would be the point?"

"Oh, uh, just that it might feel good," Tomoko offered. "I mean, I could tell you were really into it, and wanted to help ya finish."

"Oh, I... " Olivia cleared her throat. "I mean, that was just a side effect, you know, of mind control." Olivia turned her back to hide her embarrassment, grabbing her clothing to give herself something to do. "I mean, you're hot and everything. But we talked about this. I'm straight. Not gay like you."

Tomoko, once again, felt a twinge of hurt at how Olivia said 'like you.' "I mean, we had sex," Tomoko reminded her, disoriented at how quickly Olivia had done a 180.

Olivia began to sweat, her brain a combination of anxiety, embarrassment, and longing to continue their session. "We talked about this. We agreed it was heterosexual."

"Wait, were we serious about that? I thought we were doing a bit," Tomoko asked, laughing. "I mean, you said it was the stupidest thing you'd ever..." She paused when she noticed that Olivia wasn't joining in. "I mean, yeah, it was definitely straight."

Olivia clenched her teeth, pretending she hadn't heard Tomoko. Instead, she pulled her tank top over her, which fit her far more comfortably since her bust reduction. "Anyway, thank you for helping, Tomoko," Oliva said to break the silence, as she slipped on her panties, still not looking at her. "Should we do this again tomorrow?"

Tomoko was feeling whiplash, and Olivia was asking for daily sex right after downplaying her enjoyment. "Daily? That's... are you sure?"

"Yeah, that should keep me in a good place," Olivia nodded, sliding up her sweatpants. "I'll be at my baseline for most of the day, and the first regression isn't even that bad."

"Oh, uh, sure," Tomoko replied uncomfortably.

"Fantastic, thank you," Olivia smiled as she turned around. However, she blushed crimson when she noticed that Tomoko was still naked. "You should really put on some clothes," she muttered before quickly walking out of the room, eager to leave before her base instincts took over.

Tomoko sat on the ground, watching as the door closed behind Olivia. She let out a melancholy sigh.

'You think I'd be used to this by now.'

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