With a Confession

“Your eyes were closed to such things.” The sultry demonic voice teased, smirking and winking as Emi gazed at them, before only finger themself. “Think of all the fun we could have with them. Or didn’t you enjoy it when they fucked you first when they came into your room.”

Stepping up to the frozen figures Emi found her mind a torrent of thoughts, feelings, ideas, regrets, and more. At a loss of what to do, she just closed her eyes and waiting to feel something blurt out.

Swallowing deeply Emi brought her lips close to Sandra’s ear, Emi couldn’t explain why but she rested her hands on Sandra’s shoulder and swallowed deep.

Emi could feel the well of hesitation and worry filling deep within her. It was familiar, and scary as she waited for something to emerge fateful from the maelstrom within her.

“I’m sorry I didn’t join you.” Emi whispered, her hands roaming down groping and fondling the full figure of her roommate as she confessed the sin of her new found faith, feeling a weight lift off of her as she once more renounced her Catholic upbringing.

There was a twisted relief, and giddy high that swelled up within Emi. The maelstrom of internal conflict feeling suddenly substantially weakened.

Reaching behind Sandra Emi fought the tension on the clasp for the Tankini top, smiling as it seemed to just fall to sand as it finally came undone. Sliding a hand down Sandra’s body, Emi kissed a trail, feeling her timidness and modesty fade further before the thrill of just what she was doing.

Stripping another woman.

As the innocent incarnation of her griped and whined, the demonic version cheered and rejoiced.

As Emi finished pulling the boxy bikini bottoms to Sandra’s ankles she gazed as the glistening fold of Sandra’s pussy, and stroked a finger across it to pick up the drip of pussy juice which she then mouthed.

Turning on her knees, Emi gazed up at Dillon. Smirking proudly she hooked her fingers confidently in the waist band of his swim shorts, pulling her face close to feel the impact of his hard cock as she pulled down all that contained it.

Licking along the shaft, Emi bobbed on it several times, questioning just where it would have lead her if she had joined Sandra in sucking him off that night on the couch.

Would she have ended up fucking with them right there? Would Willow have come out looking for them? Emi could imagine herself bouncing atop Dillon’s cock on the couch as Sandra made out and pulled a surprised Willow closer.

Emi gasped at the thought of Willow being pushed down to lick her clit as Dillan's cock sat tightly sheathed in her pussy.

The combined cries of all four in pleasure eventually luring Toni to join them.

Emi felt the painful heat growing inside her change further, it grew soothing and invigorating, as Emi felt the gentle stroke of fingers through her hair she couldn’t help but moan as Sandra gently pet her leaning in to make out with Dillon.

As Dillon slowly came more and more to life Emi slipped out reluctantly from between the couple. Standing up Emi stepped away from the couple, and up to Toni and Willow.

“It’s not too late!” The words stressed with concern and fear.

“That’s right. It’s not too late.” The words echoed, agreed with, and saturating in allure and sexual promise.

The one piece was vibrant with colours and pattern, all lively and busy much like the woman it adorned. Yet over all is obscured her features, the handfuls of her breasts, the roll of her stomach. As Emi examined Willow and placed a hand on each shoulder she smirked.

“Uh yeah. You just might not want to go out there for a while.” Hearing her weak warning from the recent night when she had initially declined the Idol’s first advance on her caused a smirk to form across Emi’s face as she looked ever more closely at the dribble of what could only be cum on Willow's lips.

Of course Willow had joined them, Emi recalled deep recessed desires to say she’d forgotten something. She questioned how the sounds of the loud sex barely subsided, the delay in Willow getting snacks dismissed as her having looked around the kitchen for some.

It was Willow after all that had started with me, Emi recalled. Chuckling at just how impotent her initial resistance had been the in grand scheme of things.

Pulling the shoulder straps down Emi pushed the garment down, blindly and smoothly, her hands caressing the flesh they were exposing as Emi leaned into kissing the frozen woman deeply, tasting the slightly tainted cum from her mouth.

Moaning as Willow grew more animated, reciprocating with touch, and tongue.

Parting lips Emi delighted at the gaze of wild sexual frenzy on Willow's face, before slinking down her friends body with sultry kisses and nips just as Willow had given Emi the first night Emi had fooled around with a woman.

As the swimsuit fell to the ground dispersing into the beach sand itself Emi lapped at Willow's clit, her head firmly grasped as Willow began to shed the obesity and insecurities she had been naturally adorned with.

After a few moments Emi leaned back gazing up excitedly. “Why don’t you go get some cock.” Emi remarked, nodding over to where Dillon rutted into Sandra doggystyle.

As Willow stepped away Emi felt ever more relieved as she stepped up and looked over Toni. There was so much Emi had once envied of her friend. A narrower waist, bustier chest, red hair that set her apart from so many other white girls naturally.

Emi recognized the bikini cladding her friend. Toni had only kept it one summer, but it fit her like a model. Two triangles of white clad her C cup chest, their strings positioned and tied behind Toni for lift and positioning. Just like the two strings on either hip.

Toni had admitted to feeling modest in it, but relished wearing it to the beach that summer with her boyfriend.

Emi hummed happily as she tugged gently on the thread behind Toni’s neck, freeing the triangles containing the puffy pink nipples atop pale white skin to succumb to gravity. Fondling one of the tits for a moment Emi reached around and released the top in entirety. As one hand teased and rolled a hardening nipple, her frozen friend slowly awakened once more in a sexual frenzy, the other hand gently slid down to release the first thread tying up the bottoms.

As that hand slid over to slip under the compromised cloth and slide into Toni’s wet pussy, Emi’s other hand finally migrated down from the breast it played with.

As Toni moaned and squirmed under Emi’s touch, Emi stared into her friend’s green eyes and felt a strange new resolution further erode her humanity and soulful concerns.

No more anxiety, no more overthinking or insecurity. They were free to simply enjoy themselves.

Emi kissed Toni passionately, ignoring the pleas of her innocent self as well as the cheers of her demonic self. Emi truly loved Toni, and having this. This just seemed perfect.

Gazing past Toni’s shoulder Emi gazed past the two people frozen mid stride behind Toni. Looking upon her family beyond as they seemed frozen in a moment of pure, innocent and simple beach fun.

But that was simply a distraction from the truth.

Kissing Toni passionately, Emi felt it strangely easy as Toni slipped from her grasp and joined the orgy of those Emi had already resolved to sinfully liberate again. Any doubt or second thoughts eroding with each newly freed spirit.

Emi’s innocent incarnation tried to stand before Emi as she approached the next two people on her path. The yoga pants now barely extending past her knees, the top now exposing some midriff, shoulder, and chest.

Emi resolutely stepped around her. The words of objection muted and responded too only by allowing rebuke from the demonic counterpart as it now followed behind Emi.

Pausing to look upon the store clerks Emi could feel her link to them, she couldn’t place how, when or where, but she could feel their corrupt link to her. Gazing them up and down in question Emi tried to recall them, the minor sexual encounters with them forgotten in the grander moral degenerative decline Emi had taken as she incestuously embraced each member of her family.

Slowly the two women came to life. Jennifer and Elsa from the mall circling and running their hands across Emi’s flesh as they explored her proportions once more. As their hands brushed across her, Emi got flashes of the change room, and the fondling.

Snagging Elsa by her red bikini Emi pulled the blonde into a passionate kiss before resting her hands on their shoulder and pushing them to their knees. There was no belt to bite at this time, no pretense not to have her draped on Emi’s waist. As she went to work Emi pulled Jennifer in for a passionate kiss, before feeding her nipple to Jennifer, willing her lactation to manifest once again.

Feeling the pleasure, and pressure relief of feeding corruption from her breast Emi moaned in delight. With one hand on each head licking and sucking on her body Emi delighted in the depraved insight she was gaining.

How Elsa lost her job, fucked to get it back, and ultimately since became a call girl.

How Jennifer lost her job, found the pool, and had since baptized herself in Emi’s wake. Pulling other souls in after her.

Sisters in waiting for Emi.

Pulling Jennifer straight up Emi looked at her with a new arousal, her fingers hooked in the cups of Jennifer’s bikini, grabbing and pulling forcefully and suddenly. As the clasps snapped and Jennifer’s tits spilled free Emi could sense how her ascension was reaching the girls mind.

“Take her, and wait for me. I’ll be home soon.” Emi declared pushing Elsa onto her ass and turning to march resolutely towards her family. Smiling as she heard the orgy grow behind her, the echoes of those corrupted in her hometown growing in chorus to the no longer painful burning.

The innocent incarnation of Emi grew suddenly more distressed, as her attempt to stand in Emi’s way once more was foiled, their demonic counterpart holding her still by her arms behind her back, whispering deep dark terrors to her as they held still watching as Emi herself chose this final path.