Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Biology Lessons: 9

Isabella and Amber spent the weekend tormenting Hannah with pleasure more than pain, and by Monday Amber

suspected that they'd broken part of her permanently. She'd always had great energy to go with that beautiful

smile of hers, but now there was something lewd and slutty about her... like she was always on the prowl for her

next orgasm. Hannah wasn't the best part of that weekend though that was definitely Isabella. The feisty latina

had becmuch sweeter after a couple nights together, and by the tthey let Hannah go, they were dating.

They spent the first two weeks of their relationship nervously waiting for Hannah to drop the don them. That

call never cthough. Really, things got back to normal pretty quickly for both of them as they settled into a

romantic routine of staying over at each other's places on most alternating nights. Their pleasure wasn't nearly

as twisted as Hannah and Brian's had been, but that didn't stop them from twisting together, and entwining their

bodies in a slick sinful way almost every night.

One night after they'd finished fucking like rabbits though, Isabella confessed. "I feel bad," she said, breaking the

silence.

"About what? Hannah? | thought you were--" Amber responded.

"No." Isabella said smiling, "Not Hannah. That puta got what was coming to her. | mean Brian. His girl got

punished, but he got off with nothing. He was practically rewarded by Hannah's punishment. It's not right."

"You're right." Amber agreed, brooding on the idea now that it had been brought up. "But what can we do about

it? Hire someone to beat him up and run a train on his ass?" It bothered her now and then, but since she hadn't

managed to figure out a punishment that seemed fitting, she'd just let it slide as one of those things. You

couldn't have it all right?

"In one of my veterinary medicine classes the other day we watched a video on castrating calves and giving

dogs vasectomies." Isabella said. "I think with a little practice I could--"

Amber interrupted her, unable to stop herself from laughing. "Wait - they give dogs vasectomies? | thought they

just neutered them."

"Well they do that too, but--" Isabella started.

"And we are not going to do any surgical procedures on Brian." Amber said, finishing her thought. "It doesn't

matter that he's fucked up enough for that to be fitting - we're not that fucked up. Not yet anyway."

"Speak for yourself, mi amor." Isabella said smiling as she rolled over to face her girlfriend before she kissed her.

"Besides, don't you remember all that racist shit Hannah told us about him? You're just going to let that slide?"

"Well, | don't want to..." Hannah said, looking meaningfully at her girlfriend. "I guess I've just had more important

things on my mind..."

From there the conversation dissolved into another round of sensual bliss before they fell asleep, once again

exhausted. That conversation didn't die there though, and after a few discussions they finally settled on

something that seemed appropriate for his crimes without being quite so maniacal as Isabella's first idea.

Eventually Hannah texted Brian and told him that she wanted to catch up and had a few things to discuss with

him. She wasn't surprised at all that he readily agreed, and they met up at a coffee shop not far from campus

later that week. When Hannah arrived he was already there lounging on his phone, so she walked up and met

him with a big hug and a big smile before sitting across from him with a cooling latte and a secret agenda.

"So how've you been?" she asked, nonchalantly.

"Just class and girls," he said, smiling, "Mostly class. You know the drill."

"I do," Amber agreed, not having to feign any of the exasperation in her tone. "I really do."

Brian let the silence hang in the air for a minute before he finally asked, "So what's up?"

"Ohhh, sorry," She said, tossing her hair a little bit as she pretended to be embarrassed. "Just a couple things. |

thought you'd want to know that there are scongratulations in order... Regarding my cousin | mean."

"Your cousin..." he said noncommittally as he slowly put the pieces together. "OHhhhhh... Your cousin. That's

awesome. Wonderful news. Please give her my best. Does she know who..."

"Well, she'll probably never know who, but you've got like a one in ten chance right?" Amber smiled and tried not

to laugh at how dumb a question that was. How could she possibly know without a paternity test? Would she just

have a psychic. feeling?

"Well that's great," Brian repeated, "but also kind of sad. You cousin was a hot little slut and | was sorta hoping

she'd need shelp with round two."

"That's just it Brian," she said nervously, as she started to set the bait for her trap. "I haven't been able to stop

thinking about the two of you since that night."

"You haven't?" He asked, the surprise evident in his voice. "When you were withand Hannah you never

seemed to--"

"Well..." Amber interrupted, leaning forward and looking around like she was afraid she was going to be

overheard. "I don't think that threesomes are forto be honest. There's just too much going on. But the idea

of getting bred... or at least risking it... it's just so fucking primal, and | haven't been able to shake it." She really

sold it while she told all this to Brian. It was easy to do it because that much was true. She'd hated it in the

moment, and the risk had terrified her, but in retrospect, it was a delightful fantasy she revisited often, but still

didn't know how to explain to her lover.

"But | thought Hannah toldthat you were," Brain, you know a..."

"A lesbian?" Amber whispered mischievously as she reached out to touch his hand. "I was. | am. Look - I'm not

saying you convertedor anything, I'm just saying maybe | want another taste. That's all. I'm not looking to

leave my girlfriend or anything."

The smile on Brian's face slowly broadened into a smirk as he realized a lesbian had just told him that she was

craving his dick. "I'm sure we can work something out," he said, leaning forward and taking her hand in his. "Tell

me. What did you have in mind?"

Amber acted shy, and suggested they take a walk to somewhere more private. On a bench in the park she filled

him in on all the details. She'd be at her most fertile in two weeks, and she wanted him to avoid cumming for at

least a week before she met with him. He didn't have a problem with either of those conditions, or when she told

him that Isabella wanted to watch and make sure that she was safe. When she told him her final condition, that

she wanted to be in complete control, so she was going to have to tie him down and ride him he showed a little

hesitancy, but after a little flirting about what a tiny little thing she was and what a big strong man he was, he

quickly caround, and a date was set. Amber spent the next couple weeks fretting about everything that

could go wrong. While she wanted to see Brian punished for what he'd done to her and so many other girls, but

without the rage of a jilted lover that she'd had for Hannah, the whole thing proved more problematic. If

anything the shinvolved made it less likely that Brian would tell anyone, but something just didn't feel right

to her. Isabella showed no such qualms and becutterly insatiable in the days leading up to their date.

When they showed up to Brian's with nothing but a small bag of toys and sexy outfits. Amber wore a tight red

dress that barely went to her midthigh and left very little to the imagination, while Isabella wore an overcoat that

she took off as soon as she was inside to reveal a naughty nurse costthat was a touch too small because

she'd last worn it for Halloween two years ago.

"Nice to see you too,"Amber said, making it a point to brush against his obvious hardon as she entered his home.

The combination was obviously a bit too much for Brian, especially after Amber made it a point to bend over at

the waist as she set down her bag to reveal the fact that she hadn't bothered to wear any underwear.

"Ladies," he said, obviously too horny for any meaningful conversation right now. His little head was doing all the

thinking, and he was practically drooling by the the locked the door and sat down on the couch. "Well did

you want to... you know?"

"Did | want to... what?" Amber said, smirking. Before she crossed paths with these awful people she would have

never done something this bold in a million years, but just knowing how powerless he would be in a few minutes

brought something dark out inside her - just as it had when she was about to destroy his ex-girlfriend. "Have

dinner? Watch a movie?"