Cheryl Englund stared up at the ceiling as she laid panting beside her neighbor Karen Kumamoto. She had been invited over for coffee but found the cute Asian woman sitting on her deck openly and freely masturbating. After the buxom, blond, British beauty ate out Karen's delicious box, they moved inside to continue. Three hours and a number of orgasms each, an exhausted Karen curled and purred like a kitten while mother cat Cheryl watched over her.
Cheryl giggled to herself as she noted both of them were soaked in each other's pussy cum although Karen bested her in the amount she gushed. She looked at the clock beside Karen's bedside. "Shit! 11:30!"
Cheryl rose up from the sticky sheets and went to go pee. She took the opportunity to clean off some of the wet goo before returning to the bedroom. As she walked through the doorway, an aroused Karen was awake. Her knees were spread and her fingers were attacking her gash.
"Oh...! Oh...! F..U..C..K...!" Screamed Karen as a spray shot from her hole. "Fucking GAWD! I'm cumming!"
Cheryl waited for Karen to calm down a bit before she spoke. "What the fuck, Karen? I think you need to see Drake again. This can't be normal."
Cheryl called for Karen. The earliest Dr. Drake La Bedeau could see Karen was the next day. After Cheryl left, the only thing Karen could do was sit quietly. Her body was aquiver; the slightest movement could and would set her off again. When she could no longer hold it in, she walked to the bathroom to pee. Her heightened nervous system could feel her pussy lips rub against each other. Every step was like a mini-orgasm. It took almost ten minutes to slowly walk to the toilet. There was great relief as she sat but as she let her amber stream flow, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ooohhh...!"
When her husband Kris arrived home from work, Karen sexually assaulted him over and over until he was totally spent. He literally tried to push his wife away. His dick hurt so much, the cool surrounding air stung his raw knob like acid. "What's wrong with you? Before you didn't want to do anything and now you're like..."
Karen didn't care and straddled his face while sucking on his super-sensitive, flaccid cock.
The next morning, Kris managed to escape from his wife's attack. She had awoken him up three times before the sun rose. Karen turned to see her husband's side of the bed empty. She heard no noise and assumed Kris had left early for work.
As she laid there, Karen thought about yesterday; about Cheryl and her husband. But the sensual feeling was absent as well as the strong urging desire to cum. She got out of bed; the sheets translucent from her wetting spray. She yanked off the linens and hoped the mattress would dry out enough for them to sleep on that night.
She was a bit worried as she gingerly walked to the bathroom knowing that yesterday what each step had caused. Nothing. She let her stream of pee go and was relieved when no reaction happened. She carefully wiped the beads of yellow liquid and flushed the toilet. Her reflection in the vanity mirror showed a very young and pretty looking image albeit coated in slime. She washed her face and dried it with the fluffy towel.
It was then Karen noticed the vial. The brown vial. The brown vial that Dr. Drake La Bedeau had prescribed to her. The brown vial of liquid that would help her elevate her sexual desires. The brown vial of liquid that seemed to be calling to her. "Take me! You want it. Use me again!"
Karen stared at the bottle. She hypnotically reached for it but hesitated just before her finger tips pressed against the brown glass. The urge was strong; stronger than Karen could resist. She picked it up and held it against the vanity light. Her eyes widened. Her lips opened. Her mouth watered.
"I... No... I must not..." Karen tried to will herself against the brown vial's beckoning. "I... must... "
Karen could not stop herself. She unscrewed the top and pumped the dropper. The golden liquid sparkled in the light like diamonds. She tilted her head back slightly and extended her tongue towards the dropper tip. She squeezed the bulb slowly, building a bigger and bigger bead of the elixir. It dangled precariously before gravity had its ultimate effect.
The droplet seemed to immediately coat Karen's tongue. A sense of relief waved over her body. Panic suddenly over took her as she realized. "I was supposed dilute the drop in a glass of water; not take it directly!"
She waited. She felt okay. She didn't seem to have any adverse effect from it. In fact, it felt different from the first couple of times she took it. "Maybe I'll be okay."
Cheryl would drive her to the doctor's appointment so she needed to get ready. A nice, hot shower relaxed her somewhat. Being Japanese, she didn't have much but made sure that everything was smooth and hairless including between her legs. As she walked back to her bedroom to change, she thought she felt a little familiar tingle.
