Disclaimer:
Here is the fifth installment starring Jessica and Stacy. I strongly encourage you to read the first four chapters, to provide context and familiarize yourself with the characters. This chapter is more of a set up chapter, so unfortunately there is not a lot of sex in it. My apologies to anyone that is disappointed by this fact. I have some good ideas for upcoming chapters and hope to have those written soon. As always please leave me any suggestions in the comments below. Standard legal stuff: all characters are above the age of 18, any resemblance to real life people and/or situations is entirely coincidental, I don't mind if you post this elsewhere, just please acknowledge me somewhere in the post. Hope you enjoy the story!
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Jessica was awoken by the faint rays of sunshine coming through the blinds of the bedroom window. At first she was unsure of where she was, but then she spotted the diamond studded collar lying on the nightstand next to the bed and everything came back to her. She was in her friend Stacy's bedroom, her blonde friend still asleep next to her. She had attended a party that her friend had hosted the night before, one she had been told was a pajama party but was in fact a sex toy party. Jessica had been stunned at first but had quickly become aroused as she watched her co-worker Trinity begin demonstrating various toys on another of her co-workers, Katie, who had been tied to an ottoman in the middle of the room. Stacy had picked up on Jessica's arousal, and after giving Jessica the biggest orgasm of her life, she had produced the collar and asked Jessica if she wanted to join Katie in the demonstration. Jessica had eagerly agreed and had been strapped to the ottoman herself for the second half of the demonstration, enjoying several more explosive orgasms. She had then participated in an epic orgy with the other 8 women in attendance, allowing the randy women to use her body in ways she had never imagined, enjoying every moment of the experience.
As these memories came back to Jessica, she felt herself start to become aroused once again, her nipples stiffening and her pussy becoming moist. She turned to look at Stacy, the faint rays of light framing the blondes face in an angelic glow. This only served to increase Jessica's arousal, causing her to reach over and grab the collar, once again buckling it snugly around her neck. She wanted to thank her new mistress for the immense pleasure she had given her the night before, and knew the perfect way to do so. She crawled beneath the sheet covering both naked women, careful not to disturb the sleeping goddess next to her, and got between her friend's parted legs. She began to lightly kiss and lick Stacy's inner thighs, intentionally avoiding her friend's moistening pussy. Stacy began to stir as Jessica teased her nether regions. As she opened her eyes, she flipped the sheet off herself, seeing her brunette friend staring up at her.
"Good morning mistress!" Jessica said to Stacy, smiling.
"Very good!" Stacy replied, gently grabbing Jessica's head and guiding it to her pussy. Jessica began to slowly lick Stacy's pussy, not wanting to apply too much pressure as her friend woke up. As Stacy began to moan from her ministrations, Jessica gradually picked up her pace, eventually inserting a finger into her mistress' wet pussy.
"Fuck! You're SOO good at that! You're going to make me cum already!" Stacy moaned, her orgasm fast approaching. Jessica inserted a second finger into the blonde, and sucked hard at her clit, causing Stacy to buck her hips hard against Jessica's face. "FUCK! DON'T STOP! THAT FEELS SOOO GOOD! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" Stacy screamed, flooding Jessica's face with her juices.
Jessica lapped up all of Stacy's cum, having become addicted to feminine juice the night before. As Stacy recovered from her orgasm Jessica crawled up her body, passionately kissing the blonde goddess she had just serviced.
"Thank you! That was amazing!" Stacy said the Jessica, breaking the kiss.
"You're welcome! I probably still owe you about a million after last night!" Jessica replied.
Stacy giggled. "Come on, I think we could both use a shower!" She replied, grabbing Jessica's hand and leading her toward the bathroom attached to the bedroom.
Jessica was once again taken aback as she entered the bathroom, stunned at its size. "This bathroom is huge! The shower alone is bigger than my entire bathroom! How do you afford this place?" Jessica asked her friend, instantly regretting the question.
Stacy frowned slightly. "My uncle bought it for me." She replied. "He doesn't have any kids and I'm his only niece, so he's always kind of spoiled me instead."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you!" Jessica replied, mortified at herself.
Stacy leaned in and kissed Jessica. "I know you didn't," Stacy said to her, "And I really shouldn't complain, but sometimes I feel guilty. I see how hard you and other people work just to be able to afford some tiny apartment, and her I am living in a mansion someone else gave me."
"Well," Jessica replied, grinning at Stacy, "if you ever want to trade places, you know who to call!"
Stacy laughed at this. "Come on!" She said, swatting Jessica on the ass. "You stink like sex!"
"Whose fault is that?" Jessica chuckled back. Stacy smiled at Jessica but didn't respond. She walked over and turned the shower on, letting the water warm up, before returning and removing the collar from Jessica's neck and placing it on the vanity. The two women began to passionately make-out, Stacy steering them into the shower. The two women washed each other's bodies, lightly petting each other but not going any further, both still recovering from the previous evening's endeavors. After getting cleaned up they stepped out of the shower, toweling each other dry, before donning large, fluffy, white robes. Jessica, unbeknownst to Stacy, had picked up the collar and placed it into the robe's pocket, the submissive side of herself that she had discovered the night before compelling her to keep it close.
Stacy led Jessica downstairs, passing through the living room that had been the scene of Jessica's awakening the night before. As they passed the cum-stained ottoman that Jessica had been bound to, Jessica stopped. "I'm sorry for ruining your furniture mistress. I deserve to be punished for that." She said to Stacy, dropping her head and putting on an apologetic face.
"Jess," Stacy started, once again frowning at her friend, "You know that whole mistress/pet thing was just for last night, right? I mean it was great, and we can do it again if you want, but I don't expect you to be my sex slave or anything."
Jessica was initially hurt by Stacy's words; didn't Stacy want her as much as she wanted Stacy? But as she looked into Stacy's eyes, she saw the same look of love that she had seen the previous night. It made her realize how much Stacy truly cared for her. Stacy cared for her more than anyone had in a very long time. This realization caused Jessica to fall for Stacy. She wanted to be with this woman more than she had wanted anything in her entire life. She wanted to please, and be pleased by, this goddess standing before her. "What if I want to be your slave?" She said to Stacy, using the begging voice she first adopted last night.
