Dr Strangelust

~So, tell me Emma, do good girls chat to complete strangers with their hands halfway down their panties?~

Taken aback, her bottom lip quivered and her eyes welled up with salty tears. Yet it was true, the fist cupped around her pussy, knuckles outlined in the panties. It was as if he could see her through those flashing red eyes.

Blushing as well to add to her woes, before Emma could offer words of protest, he enquired: ~So, does it feel good?~

~Yes, very good~ she conceded almost without thought.

~So wetemma is an apt name then?~

~Yes~ she admitted, for to claim anything else would be a lie.

~Why don't you rub yourself hard and imagine that's my strong hands all over you...?~

"Oh gosh, yesssssss!" she groaned.

~So, how about we play a game to get to know one another better?~

Emma's eyes slanted. ~What sort of game?~

~A fun one. And since I'm so far away, you can hardly come to any harm, can you?~

~No, I guess not~ she conceded, almost regretfully.

~Ever played Truth or Dare?~

~Yes~ she enthused, thinking back to the revealing game in the aftermath of Rick's party.

~Okay, ladies first, ask away~

All of a sudden, she found her mind a blank. ~No, you start~

~Okay, but total truth required though, understand?~

~Yes, I understand~

~Okay, Emma, when was the last time you had sex?~

She didn't need to think too hard, the date was practically etched on her brain. It was horrible, a young poseur during the first week. ~Six months ago~ Emma replied, fanning her face.

~That's a long while~

~Yes I know~

A brief pause followed. ~So, thought of a question for me yet?~

As soon as something came to mind it seemed to go as quickly. ~No, sorry~

~Okay, question two to me then. Let's see. okay, how often do you masturbate, Emma?~

The pretty redhead exhaled. ~Three, four times a day...but only since I started reading your stories~ she admitted guiltily.

~It's only natural~

~Yes I know. Look, I still can't think of anything to ask you~ she agonised, her brain a void.

~Right, another question to me then. Mmm yes. Okay, if you had to have sex with one of your four housemates, which would it be?~

Emma looked down at the screen. The group photo was still in the display, doubtless prompting the question. ~Remember Emma, total truth~ came the prompt.

The auburn haired beauty exhaled hard, grossed out by the question, yet at the same time unable to prevent her pussy from becoming ever wetter. Whether she touched it or not, it seemed to fizz and ooze, expelling precious juices. Composing, she mused upon the dilemma. Actually, none of them appealed, they were all far too young. Though she could rule out Rick straight away – he was just too geeky. Jess and David were virtually inseparable which meant opportunities would be strictly limited. That left just Kara.

Before she could type, Dr S sent a message: ~The black girl, yes?~

~Yes, how did you know? Can you read my mind or something?~

At that moment something strange happened, something really strange. The skull avatar shook from side to side and laughed out loud, a deep booming roar that made Emma's heart flutter.

~The power of deduction~ the cryptic reply read.

~But I don't really like other girls~ Emma contested.

~Oh? Ever been with one?~

~No, not all the way. Not even a bit of the way. Though Kara and I did kiss on Rick's birthday, but that was just messing around~

~Did it feel good?~

~Yes it did~ she conceded guiltily.

~Look Emma, I have to go shortly~

~Oh, you can't stay a little longer?~ she complained but it dawned upon her that in Australia the day was just beginning. ~Sorry, I forgot. Though I have to say that it feels like you're right here with me~

~Yes,it does for me too. That's the power of the mind, Emma. Never let anyone tell you the penis or vagina is the most powerful sex organ there is, it's the brain~

~Yeah, I guess so~

~Okay, quickly Emma, a truth question for me?~

The flashing red eyes held her entranced and Emma found once more that her mind had gone a complete blank. ~Maybe I can think about it and ask you next time?~

~Sure. I want to leave you with a dare, I hope that's okay, Emma~

~A dare?~

~Yes, and I want for you to tell me about it truthfully when you awake tomorrow morning, okay?~

~Okay~ she acceded, finding herself in a totally suggestible state as the red eyes flickered with the intensity of a nuclear meltdown alarm.

~Earlier you said you'd sleep with Kara over the rest, yes? So for your dare I'd like you to seduce Kara tonight~

What? Her brain screamed. Tonight? Now? You must be crazy ~Yes, okay~ her fingers typed, her eyes bulging when she read it back.

~Good, 8 o'clock your time tomorrow morning, come and tell me all about it in great detail. Bye for now~

With that the screen blanked and emmawet80 found herself back in the chatroom Lounge. Two fingers thrusting deep inside her pussy, a shattering fourth orgasm rocked her whole body.

Five minutes after closing down and having forced herself to compose, Emma remembered her dare. Wrapping in the kimono, she crept out onto the landing to undertake the task like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. But the task was made all the easier by the fact that, habitually the last to go to bed, Kara was a real insomniac.

Accustomed to her own company at this advanced hour, Kara was dressed – if it could be called dressed – in a tight white t-shirt and pretty little pink panties. Her gazelle-like legs stretched down to a pair of cute size three feet, complete with the dinkiest toes imaginable. Emma sported just the kimono which had a tendency to open at the middle to reveal her fulsome bosom every so often.

Though Kara had admitted publicly to being 75% lesbian, Emma nonetheless harboured grave reservations at the task ahead. "Damn you for making me do this, Dr S, she mumbled beneath her breath.

Taking a seat opposite her housemate, she explained that tonight she wasn't her usual tired self. And it was true, that workout with the good doctor the equivalent of downing six cans of Red Bull. She was like a coiled spring unleashed and had practically bounced off the walls whilst tottering down the stairs. The airy kimono sagging at the front to display her assets and her pussy in a permanent state of arousal, Emma felt a complete slut. Catching sight of the pleasant surprise opposite, it wasn't long before the other girl was feeling equally as horny, a lustful grin suddenly appearing on her otherwise cherubic face.

Yet Kara wasn't the only one in the house that would enjoy a pleasant surprise that night. For, as he returned from the kitchen having preparing a nightcap of cocoa and hot milk, geeky housemate Rick happened to glance into the sitting room. As he did, he witnessed Emma, the wrap loose, tits swaying like udders, shuffling across the carpet on her knees. Stopping dead in his tracks, the teenager could barely believe his eyes.

Without a word, Emma reached out to Kara's beautiful foot, stroking lovingly before lifting it to her mouth and blowing into the gaps between the toes. The merest breath caused Kara to issue a guttural groan. Puckering up, Emma kissed each tiny black toe in turn. Grinning wantonly, she pushed out her tongue and licked the ball of her housemate's underfoot before taking the big toe between her lips and sucking upon it like it was a stubby cock.

Up above, shuffling on the sofa like she had ants in her pants, Kara went into rapture, spine arching and head tossed back to let out a contented sigh. As her head rolled from side to side, she happened to glance upon Rick who, in a craving to get close, had inched the door open and eased inside. His face turned a deep scarlet at the embarrassing discovery.

Perhaps not wishing to break the spell as Emma's lips travelled seductively up her instep, around the ankle and to the calf, the cute black girl placed a finger vertically to her smiling lips. Quickly getting the message, the awkward teen voyeur took a half-step back into the shadows, overjoyed that he would be allowed to continue watching the wondrous girl-on-girl seduction. But then again, with Kara's self-confessed exhibitionist tendencies, anything less would have been a travesty.

On the carpet, Emma pushed up from the knees, flicking a few stray hairs behind each ear and looking inquisitively at Kara for the green light. A lustful dip of the chin and pout provided all the vindication Emma needed. With that she crouched once more, continuing the snail-like trail of kissing and licking up her housemate's angular leg.

Getting into the hot scene in a big way, Kara gestured towards Rick, her hand making an up-down coffee-shaking motion and causing his eyes to bulge. He could hardly believe she wanted him to masturbate for her. Compliantly, however, he reached inside his joggers to the rock hard prick within and gave it a good tug before letting the bottoms slide down. Kara smiled appreciatively his way as blindly Emma continued to kiss up the dark inner thigh, stopping only to nuzzle teasingly.

For Kara's benefit as much as his own, Rick began a slow, leisurely stroke, foreskin moving back and forth over a purple head that was glazed in precum. He was rewarded with a sensuous lick of the lips from Kara that just about surpassed anything in his wildest dreams. For a moment he contemplated taking things further, until the stern look from Kara told him in no uncertain terms to keep his distance. Frankly though he was only too happy to comply.

Turning her attention fully towards Emma, Kara ran a long set of black talons through the other girl's tangled chestnut hair, raking the scalp. It was the signal for Emma to leave the fleshy thigh and finally feast upon the delight that nestled in the apex. As the black beauty eased her legs apart, a delicious-looking crack was revealed. Open ever so slightly, the tasty-looking pink flesh within resembled a slice cut in a watermelon. Emma took a final gaze up into Kara's eyes for reassurance before placing her hands on her thighs and leaning down. In response, the other girl pushed her legs further outwards, the slit splitting wider to reveal more of the juicy red inner cunt flesh.

Though she'd never done such a thing before with another girl, barely contemplated it even, Emma knew exactly what made HER feel good, and thus she determined simply to try to replicate it. At first she took little more than a tentative kiss in the centre, teasing Kara no end as they drew back, pecked lightly and drew back once more. Growing a little bolder, she placed her lips firmly to Kara's pussy lips. The warm and buttery cunt felt exquisite as she enjoyed a brand new flavour experience. Every fold of Kara's perfect pussy seemed to quiver as she kissed and delved. Desperate to please the more experienced girl, Emma pushed her tongue through centre of her teeth, searching. Her nose, so close to the other girl's clit it almost touched, was filled with delicious essence as Kara allowed herself to be seduced.

The sexy redhead adjusted, taking a deep breath followed by long and sensuous licks at the other girl's crack, roving ever deeper. Each time she came up for air, there was a thick coating of juice on her tongue. Thumbing her nipples, Kara worked her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm as she enjoyed the stimulation of the novice's oral attention. Though she was dripping fluids rather alarmingly, Kara remained calm and relaxed, giving little clue to her heightened state of arousal. That in turn made Emma more excited, marvelling at a self-control that spurred her on, more determined than ever to drive her housemate crazy with desire.

The only clue came from Kara's grip, tightening in Emma's hair as if she wanted to pull the older girl right up inside. Angling for a more favourable approach, the lovely redhead guided her tongue directly towards a highly swollen and very visible clit. The pointy tip made contact and Emma lashed back and forth with purpose, very nearly causing the other girl to uproot a huge clump of hair as she battled to retain her composure.

Manoeuvring her lips around the prominent nub, Emma slurped with real purpose, finally sending Kara into a frenzied state from which there could be no return. She was rewarded with a glob of the black beauty's musky juice, which she savoured on her tongue like a melting truffle, before diving back in eagerly. Kara pushed her thighs as far apart as possible, craving yet deeper penetration. Emma licked and licked and licked until her tongue was sore and she was almost sick from the taste, at last conferring upon Kara an orgasm that later she would confide was the most powerful she'd ever known up to that point. The room was filled with the aroma of excited pussy and Kara's heavy breathing.

As Emma gulped in air, the mesmerised Rick ducked back out of sight, his fist unerring on the hard shaft. Rocking forward, Kara issued a sly glance aside in his direction, before leaning further forward to kiss Emma full on the mouth. She made a point of running her tongue all around the other girl's lips and inside her mouth, savouring her own pussy juices.

At the same time, she reached down to lift Emma's ample boobs into her palms, kneading the undersides firmly. As they kissed, velveteen lengths of tongue lashing, the redhead's inevitable groans of lust became muffled. Hands compressing tightly around the gorgeous orbs, Kara squeezed meaningfully, sending Emma into a frenzy. As she rocked back on her knees, spine arched, Kara ducked down to suck hard at each throbbing nipple till they threatened to explode.

Before Emma realised what was happening, an experienced hand had found its way deftly between her legs, two fingers working in out of the wet slit to the knuckle, whilst the thumb circled over the clit. Every so often a long talon would scrape the sensitive button, causing Emma to squeal with joy. Inhibitions shot to pieces, her body a slave to lust. A brief moment of clarity, she thought: Dr S, you complete bastard, doing this tome. Despite the distance, his presence was all-encompassing. Beginning to wear off just a little, every now and then Emma would wake up to what was happening, agonise for a nanosecond, before being drawn back in again by lust.

Besides which, Kara wouldn't have allowed a premature end, even if Emma begged and pleaded with her. She wanted the other girl to share what she'd enjoyed moments earlier. Extending her arms, she pushed Emma back onto the carpet. Knees pressed outward, thighs almost flat, before Emma had time to contemplate Kara's head was between her thighs, returning the favour. The girl lapped like a lovely little black kitten, sending Emma's body into uncontrollable spasms. It wasn't long before she too was gushing obscenely and gazing up at the ceiling, eyes glazed.

And then, as she was forced ever closer, the panting turned to wailing, low and guttural at first but increasing by the lick. The fifth orgasm that night, she was not to be disappointed, her body jerking appreciatively as she squirted Kara obscenely.

Out of her peripheral vision, Emma's eyes chanced upon Rick's shadow then, elevating her eyes, a hand thrusting back into a midriff like he was trying to stab himself. The shame hit her hard like a slap to the face. Almost immediately a thick rope of cum spurted forth, lassoing across the room and pooling mere feet from her prone body. With that, the filthy little nerd tugged up the joggers and disappeared like a thief in the night.

As Emma laid flat, chest rising and falling, Kara blew a kiss goodnight, leaving her deep in reflection. With her own mind back, a pensive Emma knew that she couldn't go on like this. For all his allure, Dr Strangelust was an evil manipulator. In the morning she would get rid of the laptop and go back to how things were before the story turned her life upside down.

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Somehow though, after six hours of disturbed sleep, waking the following morning, she just didn't have the strength to do it. For one thing, she was desperate to know what was going to happen to Emma in the story. More importantly though, what was going to happen to her? Like a mindless zombie she signed into the site as ordered the previous night, met almost immediately by that overwhelming skull and its flickering red eyes. A little wearily at first, she recounted for the benefit of Dr S all she could recall of the encounter with Kara. By the end she was totally at his whim.

~Oh, Emma, do you have any truth questions for me yet?~

The red eyes in the skull bore into her brain. ~No, doctor~

~Hmm, okay. I have something for you, another dare. Are you up to it?~

~Yes, doctor~

~Good, today I would like you to wear your tightest top, shortest skirt and to leave your panties off~

Emma went to protest but found she was unable, replying simply: ~Yes, doctor, okay, I will~

~Now give me your mobile phone number~

Emma complied, trying desperately to combat the sinking feeling.

~Over the course of the day I will send you a series of commands by text. You must ensure to do exactly as I say, understand?~

~Yes doctor~

~Good~

Emma's hand drifted idly between her legs. Already she was soaking wet and it was barely nine o'clock. Yet it was what lay ahead that concerned her, during the rare moments of clarity. It was going to be a long day under Dr Strangelust's control.

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The follow-up is in the offing but, as ever, any comments would be more than welcome.