Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 57

Finally, she sensed the ethereal pleasure of the stiffened bud of her clit beneath the paltry coverage that was her bathing suit. The plastic veneer was not enough to dampen her fiery nerves and, as she pressed down upon her button, she cried out. That was all it took. She half doubled over as her pussy pulled her massive orgasm from deep within her.

It started with a tingle inside of her. Her eyes glazed over as she concentrated on bringing the monster to life. She began to flick her middle finger across her pussy lips, back and forth, vibrating it over her clit in the process. She had waited so long for this that it only took mere moments before her body seized up. Her eyes went wide first, before they rolled back in her head. Her mouth hung agape, only releasing squeaks and grunts whenever she could manage a breath, here and there.

Then suddenly, she felt a bursting, like a water balloon exploded inside her tummy and all the pleasure she felt in her hips suddenly spread throughout the rest of her body. Brie wailed out in pleasure as she, at last, began to claim what she had been promised all morning. Her legs gave way, and she sank to the floor of the catwalk. She fell backwards, nearly supine, but with her feet flat on the stage and her knees up in the air. As she continued to dance her finger across her clit, she thrust her hips into the air and writhed wildly on the floor.

She could feel her lubricious insides welling up on the other side of the bandaid covering her vaginal opening, but as promised, the waterproof adhesive was staying put.

From the other side of her orgasmic veil, members of the crowd were bewildered. Some wondered if the girl’s act was truly a part of the show. Others steamed with offense at the vulgar display, while still more just stared, dumbfounded, waiting for what would happen next. Ivy felt her emotions run the gamut between all three. Even the DJ had cut the music completely to gawk at what was playing out. The entire room was silent; the one exception was the erotic mewling of the small girl flinging her hips into the air at the end of the stage.

Brie let one more lewd cry echo among the rafters and, at long last, she felt her orgasm begin to subside, like a wave pulling itself back into the ocean until it only burbled in the sand. As it did, the real world surrounding the girl began to come back into focus. The haze was beginning to lift, and with it Brie’s self-consciousness was beginning to grow. The crowd watching her from beyond her heady fog appeared first as vague silhouettes, and soon began to convalesce into distinct personalities. She wasn’t lucid enough to truly understand what was happening around her, but she hoped that she could somehow pass off her astounding behavior as just part of the performance.

Yet, another thought came to her, just then. She recalled her time in the mall dressing room, when, after she had cum, Elsie had wrenched her back into a blissful fantasy with a second orgasm immediately after her first. Yes, yes, she thought, I am not ready to go back to reality yet.

With a depraved smile, Brie clambered onto her hands and knees and presented her bare rear toward the crowd seated at the end of the stage. The onlookers murmured, wondering about this second act. Supporting herself on one hand, she reached the other down her body and quickly found the edge of the tape that was bridging her labia. With a giggle to herself, she scratched at the ridge until at last she could get a fingernail underneath, and then pulled it up enough to expose her clitoris to the raw air.

Brie dove into her girlish folds and as soon as she pressed on her unmasked button, and the blissful cycle restarted once again. She gasped and moaned and slid her finger up and down her moistening crack. Each time she slid it downward, she would pull up a little bit more of the bathing strip and uncover more and more of her natural charms. The sensation was like slowly pulling off a bandaid, but instead of it hurting, the girl reveled in the sting that ricocheted throughout her nerves. It heightened the pleasurable sensations as she hurtled toward another orgasm.

Soon, she had peeled back enough of the tape that she breached the entrance to her hole and a spring of liquid began to spill out from within her. Brie was used to cumming unrestrained, but the powerful adhesive of the swimming suit was meant to keep water out, and indeed, it also kept her fluids welled up within her. Now unchecked, however, it began to form a puddle beneath her.

Finally the girl did away with the piece completely. She grabbed the free end of her swimming suit bottom and ripped it off her pussy. She cried out in both pleasure and pain as the last of it came free from her plump, ruddy lips.

The crowd around her gasped as all pretense of art or fashion dissolved at the sight of the young girl’s completely bared pussy. And Brie continued to shock the room when she plunged two fingers into her canal, ass upturned and on display. Her face twisted in pleasure. She began to fully masturbate without regard to her onlookers and churned her fingers inside and out, working herself into a froth, all the while swearing and babbling madly in front of friends and strangers.

Once again, she felt an orgasm rising up from deep within her. In that moment, she thought about her dad. She thought about wrestling with him and Elsie that morning; about how she was nearly naked with him in that bed. She also thought about seeing his cock stiffening visibly beneath his pajama bottoms. Up until then, she had only seen hard cocks on the internet, but never one in person. And while she was long aware of her father’s virility, she felt devilish knowing that, in that moment, he was capable of blessing a woman, or girl, with his seed. She had found herself charmed by the musky scent emanating from it and hypnotized by her craving for the taste of it. She had sucked her first cock: her daddy’s cock. But it wasn’t enough. She determined right then that she needed his medicine, his cum, inside of her.

The thought of crossing that line, of confronting that taboo head-on, brought Brie to her second orgasm. Her cunt spasmed and, as the sensation spilled outward into her body, it morphed into a shudder. “Daddy, I need your cum,” she cried aloud. “Fuck me, Daddy. I need your cum inside me. Cum inside my baby pussy, Daddy.” The puddle of girl cum beneath her began to swell around her knees. Brie’s words became lost in her moans. She then gasped several times and, all at once, her strength, along with her orgasm, left her. The wretched girl was weak and delirious. Her knees slipped from under her and she canted forward, hitting the cool deck with a burning cheek, and passed out instantly.

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To Be Continued...


Next: Hazel reveals everthing. Warrick learns that there’s a cure for his daughter’s super-orgasms, after all, but at what cost?

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