Centricia Makes Use of Isabella

“It seems you can’t please him any better than me with a condom on him.” Centricia remarked before throwing Isabella down on her back.

Gasping in pleasure Isabella barely lofted herself from the ground before gazing wantonly and laying back in submission to Centricia as she stepped over top and lowered herself down onto Isabella’s lips.

Without instruction Isabella lapped and sucked on the pussy lips, any concern about the sinful act condemning her soul adding to her excitement and arousal. Staring up for approval from the chocolate skinned woman, Isabella enthusiastically put her tongue to work reaching and lapping as far and thoroughly as she could into the pussy on her face. Centricia moaned delighted by the initiative stroking fingers through Isabella’s darkening brown hair she was simply focused on the sensation, her mind sufficiently clouded in the act.

Women definitely do better with their tongues, Centricia thought. Her mind unable to even question the emergence of the previously undesired homosexual thought.

Arching her back and moaning in climax Centricia gazed over her shoulder behind herself at Patrick. “Well, aren’t you going to fuck her to hell and back?” Centricia invited the now rosy skinned man as he stroked his massive shaft watching them, his mind thinking about little more than cumming on or in one of them or both.

Separating Isabella’s legs Patrick slowly stroked his cock head across her labia, slowly smearing his precum in the wet pussy as his engorged shaft gradually immersed itself. Slowly pressing forward into the form fitting pussy as Isabella moaned and spasmed up into Centricia.

They were going to fuck her to hell, Isabella thought as she relished the forbidden act of sexually involving herself with another woman. Never mind re-commiting non-marital sex… What if he knocked her up? She was going to birth a bastard! The sinful thoughts delighted her as she felt each thrust of the cock into her pussy.

Isabella’s over excited perverse thoughts grew with other taboo ideas. Her mind raced with other thoughts or ideas, she could even imagine herself heavily pregnant sucking off assorted cocks asking “Do you think you’re the father?”

What Isabella didn’t know as she clenched Centricia’s ass and pulled the juicy pussy harder to her face was how her breasts had perked and rounded out, how her tongue was slowly reaching deeper and deeper into the pussy above her. How her face was being refined with beauty.

How her own skin grew more youthful.

Centricia eagerly ground down on the face beneath her, having envied not having taken that position herself as she felt Isabella rock back and forth beneath her with each thrust of Patrick’s cock. As the movement paused with a grunt Centricia leaned back to her former lover.

“Cum long and hard, I want to taste her cream filling.”

The idea alone drove Patrick to vigorously start thrusting again, his balls tingling and arousing him more as he swore he could feel the floor shifting beneath him. The muffled moans of the brown haired woman trapped between Centricia’s legs increased and accelerated, the inside of her pussy feeling as if something else was thrusting in and out, provoking the idea of double penetrating the girl in Patrick’s mind.

Isabella squirmed in delight, feeling the initial pinky sized insertion swell and grow, thrusting in and out of her ass almost as if a balloon were slowly inflating within the formerly virgin orifice.

Anal, that’s another sin. Isabella thought, delighting at the newest carnal stepping stone on her posh interlocking path to hell. They said they were going to fuck her there, and it felt so good she believed them.

Centricia gasped and lost her breath in a scream of delight, collapsing forward her arms caught her and propped her up, as she heaved for staggered heavy breaths looking down into the closed eyes of the woman eating her out.

Something had changed, Centricia quivered and shook stumbling through thoughts of amazement at the sheer intensity and euphoria rolling through her just by being eaten out. Quivering with a high pitch moan the formerly rather quiet black girl wondered just how she felt the woman’s tongue so deep inside her, and how flush she was looking beneath her.

Glancing forward Centricia tried to keep focused on the sensations rattling through her, as a fearful dread brewed within her. Between periods of clamped shut eyes she could see clearly across the neighbouring unit, all but its second bedroom where the walls remained intact.

A bubbling Jacuzzi sat where two bathrooms hugged a wall dividing the units, ornate yet gothic shower heads flanking it to either side. Furniture sat lopsided as if sinking into the floor, or emerging in the case of a gothic looking dinner table with obvious leather straps for bondage atop of it.

Common sense and rationality tugged a soulful defense forward as Centricia closed her eyes for a moment while moaning trying to suppress the growing idea that something was wrong before opening them and looking towards the window.

She glimpsed herself in the mirrored wall, surprise and acceptance growing within her mind shoring up the Idol’s stalled corruption as she found herself hard pressed to react to how whatever was going on impacted her.

Cupping her E cup breasts Centricia marvelled at how unbelievably attractive she was finding her new self. Easily worth accepting everything else she thought relishing another unabating climax, after which she opened her eyes to see…