Mary stood outside a home that belonged to her boss Rebecca, she felt sexual longing stir within her. She spent every day this week on her knees performing oral sex on a woman, a line she never thought she would ever cross with her boss. But she couldn’t help herself; the spores she had inhaled a week ago made it impossible to resist her desires when it came to sex.

Rebecca never went further than just kissing her, and sex between them was always one-sided. Mary didn’t mind being used in this way. She started looking forward to the call that sent her to Rebecca’s office. The sweet, exotic taste of the woman’s pussy would linger in her mouth long after she was back at her desk. It gave Mary a wicked thrill thinking about how she pleasured her boss in such a forbidden way. Despite enjoying these encounters, however, Mary still felt unsatisfied sexually, yearning for sexual release but that was something Rebecca wouldn’t give.

She was surprised by her action, questioning whether the spores were the real reason she suddenly craved a woman’s touch, or if she’d always harbored these feelings deep down. When Greenworth cures her tomorrow night, she will find out. She didn’t know if these desires would fade, or if her newly awakened appetite would remain with her forever.

Mary was afraid to be intimate with another person from work, fearing that it might complicate things after she got her cure. She knew Linda, her boss’s secretary was aware of everything by the way she would make lingering eye contact and smile at her. The look in the woman's eyes told Mary she wouldn’t refuse an invitation to her bed but wanted to avoid any more sexual entanglement with another one of her co-workers.

Tonight was different because she planned to sow her wild oats one last time before returning to the pure girl she once had been. Mary wore a red cocktail dress with a high slit and a plunging V-neck that revealed more of her breasts than she usually dared. She wanted to entice Rebecca into an affair even if it meant letting the woman’s husband join them.

She rang the doorbell, her heart racing from the sexual excitement that she felt. Rebecca answered quickly, dressed in an outfit that was so revealing it left little to the imagination. Not that Mary needed her imagination, she had already seen Rebecca naked and was quite familiar with it intimately. Each time she’d been called to the woman’s office, Rebecca would be leaning against her desk completely naked and after pleasing the woman would be sent back to her duties.

“You looked beautiful tonight, Mary. Are you wearing anything underneath that dress?” Rebecca asked, her eyes sweeping over Mary’s body with much interest.

There was something beneath her dress, a black lace, see-through bra, and panties set that she wore specifically for Rebecca. It was the kind of lingerie any woman might wear on a night when she planned to be romantically with someone.

“Yes,” Mary replied, a hint of fear within her voice. Mary's heart pounded against her chest; each beat harder than the last. The thought that she might have done something to jeopardize her chances with Rebecca scared her, making her chest tighten.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Rebecca’s eyes before she replied, “Too bad. I was hoping you’d be more adventurous. But that’s okay, we can always fix the situation by removing your bra and panties.”

“Out in the open?” Mary asked as fear tingled the back of her throat. The thought of undressing out in the open made her uneasy. “What if one of your guests walked in?” She wanted to avoid people discovering her dirty little secret that she had not just been intimate with another woman but with her boss as well.

“Well, you don’t-” Rebecca began, only to be interrupted.

“No, I want to,” Mary interjected, her desires pushed her forward. Reaching behind her back, she unzipped her dress, her hands trembling ever so slightly.

Sliding the straps of her dress off her shoulders, Mary let it fall seductively down, revealing a black lace bra underneath. She held the fabric of her dress at her waist, pausing briefly before unhooking her bra with one hand. Mary did not attempt to hide her breasts, the pink, hard nipples that protrude from them, were on full display. She waited a moment, feeling vulnerable standing there half-naked, she wanted not only for Rebecca to see them but also to desire them as well.

After handing her bra to Rebecca, she zipped her dress back up before moving to her panties. Mary raised the dress slowly; her actions were deliberate. She flashed her lacy panties before slipping them down, exposing the soft red patch of her pubic hair. The sexual tension within the room thickened as she handed them over to Rebecca, and she was surprised at how aroused the whole thing made her.

“Now that you are dressed appropriately my dear you can meet the rest of my guests,” Rebecca said as she led Mary into the next room.

The party was nothing like what Mary had envisioned. Instead of the lively, sexually carefree partygoers she remembered from her college days, this was a room full of champagne-sipping elites. It was a high-society affair that left her feeling out of place and rather bored.

Mary had dressed provocatively, not only for her boss, and wanted to be alluring to the other guests. Yet, one glance around made it clear these uptight socialites were too proper and dull to appreciate a sexy woman. They were unaware she wore nothing underneath her dress, or how easily it could come off. Just a week ago, she would have blended into their world with little effort, but things have changed. She was unrecognizable from her former self; sex was on her mind and the only thing that she wanted at the moment.

Sitting on a lavish white sofa, Mary observed the party guests in high-fashion attire. She watched them until a server approached her, balancing a tray of hors d'oeuvres. The girl, about Mary’s age, had her blonde hair in a ponytail and was extremely cute. Leaning forward, the girl offered her a selection and made the uniform she wore tighten around her chest, highlighting her breasts.

“Would you like some hors d'oeuvres, Ma’am? They’re really tasty,” the server said with a warm, friendly smile.

“They do look good, don’t they? I bet they taste even better than they look,” Mary replied while staring at the girl’s breasts.

The innuendo flew right over the girl’s head, and she was oblivious to Mary's sexual interest in her. She continued her polite routine to another party guest, unaware that Mary’s eyes were following her across the room. The girl’s innocence reminded Mary of her once clueless nature, it made her wonder how many times she failed to notice a girl liking her and she figured it was a lot.

Realizing she had become too comfortable with her sexual side; Mary quickly left the room before it became obvious that she likes girls. She wasn’t ready for anyone to know, especially since she wasn’t sure if those feelings were hers or the spores. The spores she had inhaled only blurred the line between truth and fantasy. Until she got her cure, Mary couldn’t trust whether her feelings were truly hers or an effect of the spores. Being with another woman had given her an incredible amount of pleasure, but the uncertainty of whether it was genuine or induced by a plant left her conflicted.

Mary stepped into the backyard, needing some solitude, and found a rather attractive girl standing alone. The girl couldn’t have been older than eighteen, her smooth chocolate skin, along with other features hinted at the girl having roots in black and Italian heritage. Despite the bitchy bored expression painted across her face, it did very little to subtract from her overall beauty. The girl wore a sexy dress that clung to her youthful body revealing a shapely figure.

She knew it was wrong to have lustful desires toward someone so young, not legally but morally. Even though their age was separated, only by five years it didn’t feel right wanting to fuck someone barely out of high school. Despite wanting to avoid doing something taboo walk toward the girl anyway and started a conversation. She learned the girl's name was Isabella and that she craved excitement. Since they were so close in age Isabella opened up to her like she was one of her girlfriends back in boarding school.  

The girl had a strict upbringing, where she was kept from experiencing anything too exciting. She spent most of her life in an all-girls Catholic boarding school and wasn’t looking forward to attending college for Catholic girls in the fall. Since her parents wanted her to stay pure until the day she got married, she was not allowed to be around boys. Boys were always on Isabella's mind, and she desperately wanted a boyfriend.

“I'm only here because my mother dragged me to this lame party. I had hoped there would be a boy or two here but that was just wishful thinking. I usually am not allowed to wear such dresses; it was part of a compromise to get me to go. My mother would be so mad if she knew that I went to this party without wearing a bra. They never let me have any fun and a girl has to get her thrills somewhere.” Isabella said as the boredom began to disappear from her eyes.

Mary found the girl fascinating and couldn’t help lowering her eyes toward the girl's breasts after hearing she wasn’t wearing a bra. They were like milk chocolate melons that Mary could almost taste. Isabella was too into her favorite topic, boys to notice Mary was staring at her breasts. Isabella had her full attention on boys and things they would do together. She was naïve about boys and had an unrealistic romantic view of them.

“I’m so bored! I’d do anything to experience some real excitement,” Isabella exclaimed in frustration.

Seeing her opportunity, Mary grabbed Isabella’s hand, and said, “Come with me then!” She led Isabella back inside.

Unfamiliar with Rebecca's house, Mary searched for a room far away from the prying eyes of the other guests. She needed a quiet spot where she wouldn’t be disturbed while she seduces Isabella. The girl's innocent mind couldn’t comprehend that the two girls could be lovers or how exciting it could be.

The room they entered was Rebecca’s office, a cozy space with a cherry oak desk in the center and a matching couch and chair set made from fine black leather. This one room was nicer than Mary’s apartment and was worth more than everything she owned. The PC on the desk was top-of-the-line, but Mary didn’t see any of it because her mind was on other things.

Mary watched as Isabella looked around the room, her eyes innocent as a child enjoying the little adventure she was on. She had no idea what Mary had planned for her until it was too late. Mary stepped closer, pushing Isabella against the desk and pulling her into an unexpected kiss. Isabella froze, her body tensing up as she was experiencing her first kiss. She pressed her lips softly against the girl’s mouth before slipping her tongue inside it. Isabella remained motionless, she didn’t resist what was happening to her and let out an unexpected moan.

The kiss lasted only a few seconds, and when it ended Mary slowly pulled back. She could see the shock and confusion in Isabella’s eyes. For a moment the girl was speechless uncertain how to respond to being kissed by another girl. Isabella opened her mouth a few times before finding the ability to speak.

“Why did you do that?” Isabella asked with a hint of arousal in her voice.

Isabella stood there in disbelief, trying to process what had just happened. A swirl of new emotions and desires overwhelmed her senses, leaving her unable to think straight. Seizing the moment, Mary leaned in again, Isabella responded by accepting the kiss. Their tongues entwined in a hot heated embrace, exploring pleasure that was forbidden to the girl. Time melted away as they lost themselves in their lustful action.

"You said you were bored and wanted some excitement," Mary said softly as she ended their kiss. "What’s more exciting than kissing?"

Isabella’s voice barely came out in a whisper. "But… you’re a girl." She was confused about their kiss and why she enjoyed it so much.

Mary replied with a mischievous grin, "Girls have the best lips to kiss." The double meaning went over Isabella's head, her mind was too innocent to understand innuendo. "Let me show you what else is good to kiss."

Isabella’s body trembled with excitement as Mary pulled the strap of her dress off her left shoulder. She slowly eased it down until the breast was visible. The soft milky chocolate breast and dark chocolate nipple made Mary’s mouth water. The hard nipple pointed out demanding to be sucked but she didn’t want to rush things. Taking her time, she licked around the dark areola of the girl's nipple with the tip of her tongue.

When her lips made contact with the girl’s nipple, a long moan shrieked out of Isabella’s mouth as she sucked tenderly on it. Mary was savoring the moment not just for herself but for the girl as well. The girl had missed out on so much because of her parents, she deserved better than having her pleasure rush. Hearing the sweet sound of the girl's moans was turning her on and she couldn’t wait any longer to taste Isabella’s pussy.

Slowly kissing up the girl's chest she whispered seductively into Isabella’s ear, “If you liked that then you are going to love this.” Dropping to her knees Mary slid her hands up Isabella’s dress grabbing her panties before sliding them down.

After realizing what was about to happen Isabella felt panic stir within her belly. Losing her virginity with her parents so close scared her. “My parents are in the next room,” she said, her voice trembling with fear.

Isabella's words hinted that she wanted to stop, but her body revealed her true desire. As Mary guided the fabric of her panties down her trembling legs, she stepped out of them. That action sealed Isabella's fate and changed her world forever.

“Don’t make a sound then,” Mary responded before sliding her head underneath Isabella’s dress.

The sweet scent of the girl's arousal was strong, Mary inhaled the intoxicant aroma and there was no mistaking that the girl wanted it as much as she did. This was the girl's first time experiencing sex and will set the bar for what to expect. If things go bad it could be a long time before she tries it again, but one good orgasm can turn a good girl into a raging slut.

Mary aimed to set the bar so high that all Isabella’s future lovers couldn’t surpass it. She wanted this experience to be so incredible that it would linger in Isabella’s memory for her entire life. She knew exactly what to do to make it happen, but she didn't have the luxury of time. The week spent between Rebecca’s legs taught her a few tricks for making a girl scream out in pleasure.

The first lick sent spasms through the girl's body and made a loud moan escape from her lips. As Mary went on licking the girl's tasty pussy, Isabella held both of her hands over her mouth. The pleasure was too much for the girl to handle and she was moaning like crazy. They weren’t just incredibly intense the moans came out in a loud fast short burst. Isabella tried to be quiet but wasn’t prepared for how pleasurable it was getting her pussy licked.

She could feel the orgasm that was building within the girl's body, and it went off like a bomb. The wonderful orgasmic sensation shot through Isabella making her scream out in ecstasy. The muffled sounds of the girl's moans echoed loudly within the room. Mary loved making another girl cum and it always made her very wet. After pulling her head out from underneath the girl's dress looked into Isabella’s eyes. They were glossed over and had a faraway glare within them.

Mary wasn’t done educating the girl and as she rose, she unzipped her dress.  It slid off revealing her nude body, a pair of swollen breasts with hard pink nipples, and a thin line of red pubic hair. She trimmed her pubic hair for Rebecca to make them more appealing when they finally made love. Mary sat on the couch with her legs spread showing off her body without any shame.

She didn’t have to say anything, Isabella got on her knees in front of her and stared at her pussy hungrily. Mary thought the girl looked extremely sexy with one of her breasts hanging out. The girl was lost in lustful thoughts and wondered if it tasted as good as it felt. There was only one way of finding out, leaning forward taking her first step to sexual freedom licked Mary’s pussy.

Isabella didn’t just discover what it tasted like but that she also loved it. She kept licking wildly, learning as she went, and it took a while, but she finally made Mary cum. After her orgasm subsided Mary pulled the girl into a kiss tasting herself on Isabella's wet sweet lips. She watched as the girl made herself presentable and showed no sign of someone who just lost her virginity. They shared one long kiss before the girl departed leaving Mary alone and naked on the couch.

Mary sat there for a moment thinking about what she did. Girls with strict parents like Isabella made their daughters easy targets for boys and girls like herself. They kept them so starved for intimacy that it took a light touch to make their legs open. It didn’t take any real effort for her to fuck Isabella, she stole her virginity like a thief in the night and left no evidence that it ever happened.

The party was dull, offering little excitement aside from the delightful moment she spent with Isabella. Their interaction managed to banish the girl's boredom, leaving her with something to smile about for the rest of the night. Through a conversation with Rebecca, she learned much about Isabella's mother and the purpose she brought her daughter to the party. The poor girl had no idea that her mother was trying to arrange a marriage between her and an older, wealthy gentleman nearly her father's age.

“It’s a pity that someone so young and beautiful will be shackled to an old man, but at least her first experience with sex wasn’t with that man,” Rebecca said before taking a sip of her champagne.

“What do you mean?” Mary said while holding back her fear, but it still echoed in her voice.

“Don’t play innocent with me MJ. I know you fucked her. I have seen that look on her face many times from all the straight girls that I had seduced over the years. They thought it was love but just them experiencing their first orgasm. Great sex can do that to a young impressionable girl.”

Mary didn’t know how to respond besides admitting it by smiling before turning the topic away from the girl to her mother. “Why would she do that to her daughter?”

“We were in the same sorority in college, and I had the misfortune of meeting her mother,” Rebecca said, her face twisted with disgust. “An unpleasant woman who could suck the fun right out of any room. She was obsessed with making sure her daughter stayed a virgin until her wedding day. The sad thing is, despite all of the rebellion she did back then, she ended up just like her mother.”

Wanting to know more Mary asked, “What was she like back then?”

Rebecca’s lips curled up into a smirk before leaning closer toward Mary. “Well, she was a lot more fun than she is now. We used to call her Bermuda because she had swallowed more semen than the sea. She thought no one knew about her little secret about finding a loophole in her mother's virginity clause, but we all did. To this day, she’s still clueless about why we called her that.”

In the end, Mary found herself surprisingly enjoying the party. The dinner was good, though not nearly as delicious as what she had eaten earlier that night. The best part of the party didn’t happen until after Rebecca’s guests went home. What she let Rebecca and her husband do to her should have filled her with shame. Instead of feeling ashamed of herself, she discovered multiple lovers were a lot more pleasurable and was pushed to her limit that night.                   

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Mary sat on the couch where her life had spun out of control a week ago. Ever since she inhaled those spores, she hadn’t been able to stop herself from having sex and was desperate for it to end. She had just completed the task Greenworth had demanded in exchange for her cure. She broke into a lab belonging to one of Greenworth's rivals and copied files onto a thumb drive. To her surprise, the job had gone off without anything going wrong and she felt a little disappointed it didn’t end in sex.

Greenworth inserted the drive into his computer, checking the files before turning to Mary. “It looks like you got everything I asked for and more.”

Mary’s voice filled with desperation. “What about my cure?”

Greenworth leaned back in his chair, his eyes seemed colder and lifeless. “Well… I haven’t been entirely truthful with you.”

Mary’s heart pounded hard against her chest. “You said if I did this one thing, you’d cure me!” The panic in her voice turned to anger.

“I told you a little lie a week ago,” Greenworth said with a cocky grin. “The truth is, the effects wore off last Sunday night. When you ran into my bathroom, you only thought you were still under its control when we fucked. I wanted to see how far I could push you, so I manipulated you into going to a lesbian club. My lab assistant's leftover clothes guarantee you would get someone's attention there. You caught more than a few girls’ attention, didn’t you? And by the look on your face, one of them fucked you in there. You have been a great help in my research, but there is no longer any reason to keep up the charade.”

Mary sat there; her mind frozen from shock by Greenworth’s revelation. She couldn’t believe it, nor did she want to believe it. But if what he said was true, she had been in control of her senses all along. Every person she let fucked her, every cock that she sucked and pussy she had eaten, had been entirely her own doing.

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. She had suppressed her desires for years, barely expressing herself sexually with her boyfriend. The cravings she had hidden away, the lustful desires she refused to acknowledge, had made it all too easy for her to believe in Greenworth's lie. Believing the spores had taken over gave her an excuse to let her urges take over and explore sex in ways she had never done before.

Greenworth stepped out from behind his desk and walked toward Mary with a condescending smile.

“You can believe it or not,” he said arrogantly, “but every time you spread your legs for someone you did it because you wanted to. Deep down within you was a slut that I helped set free, a person you were always meant to be. I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”

Mary didn’t need him to be any clearer because she knew exactly what kind of “reward” he wanted. God helped her. She felt a strong desire stirring within her belly to give him that reward. She clenched her fists, trying to fight against doing just that. He wanted her to suck his dick and didn’t have the decency to pull it out. He was trying to humiliate her by having her do it herself proving that she was a slut.

Mary knew she should leave, yet she stood still and reached out, her hands shaking with excitement as she unbuckled Greenworth's pants. She swallowed his cock long with her pride and moaned out in delight as it slid down her throat. There was no denying that she enjoyed what she was doing because her action was that of love. She didn’t love Greenworth but the beautiful savory meat that hung from him.

Taking her time, Mary made love to Greenworth’s penis licking around and sucking the head of his cock tenderly. When he came, she kept sucking until she swallowed every last drop of his cum. She could’ve walked away and avoided humiliating herself but there's no use putting the genie back in the bottle once it is out. She loved sex and there is no way she will ever stop now.