I always smile whenever I see Dolores Chavez, knowing the illicit behavior she has coaxed from others. For many years, she was the "Queen" of our school district, and in her role as President of the Parent-Teacher Association, she loved having sex with women.
Were these naughty habits common knowledge? Not at all. To most people in the school district, Dolores was a role model, a fearless leader, and a former local news anchor in the primetime hour.
To a select few, however, Dolores was known as a lady who loved being rimmed, sucked, and licked. In exchange, she always made sure her allies reaped the same benefits. That dynamic gave her a perverse sense of power.
However, there's one particular instance that comes to mind when Dolores might have taken things a bit too far. It involved a new volunteer mom who had just joined the PTA.
The two women are at opposite ends of the spectrum in many respects.
Dolores Chavez is a voluptuous and fit Latina, whose commanding personality makes her a natural leader. With the sway of her hips, her body became a weapon and people would fall at her feet. Craving the limelight, she never fails to be the center of attention.
Heather Wilson, on the other hand, is a blond-haired, blue-eyed sweet soul with an engaging Southern accent. An ever-present smile, combined with her inherent charm, make her irresistible. She never seeks the spotlight, because it's naturally focused on her. A church-going mom, her beauty and tender heart are a perfect match.
Predictably, there were worlds apart in the bedroom as well. But not for long.
Here's what happened...
Dolores was home alone one morning, putting final touches on her well-kept appearance. Her husband had gone to work and the kids were at school. Although currently a housewife, she remained busy with an array of important obligations to her community.
As a prominent woman, she enjoyed looking the part. She gazed at her reflection, after putting on makeup, and saw perfection. The flared red skirt hugged her curves in just the right way, which was why she favored that style. And the white v-neck knit top revealed just the right amount of cleavage.
The doorbell rang, just as she finished and was prepared to depart. Opening the door, she saw her new neighbor carrying a plate of pastries.
"Morning," Heather beamed, radiantly. "Is this a good time? I don't want to be a bother."
Now this was a woman Dolores would welcome anytime. Heather was cute with her blonde hair in a loose ponytail She wore a conservative knee length plaid skirt and a polo shirt open just enough to highlight a cross hanging prominently from her neck.
Dolores smiled, "Oh, you're no bother at all. I was just about to leave, but I have time for coffee if you want to join me."
"That would be great," Heather answered appreciatively, holding up the plate of pastries. "Coffee works well with these. Freshly baked from my oven."
"I'm in luck," Dolores purred.
The dark haired sexy woman and her blonde conservative neighbor sat down for a quick breakfast together in the kitchen, sipping hot coffee and nibbling fresh pastries.
Dolores first met Heather shortly after she moved in, while delivering a welcome basket. Recently, they met again at the last PTA meeting, when Heather attended as a new member. This was the first occasion they had to speak privately.
"Sorry for barging in like this," Heather said, after sipping coffee. "Not to sound like a stalker, but I can see your routine through my window every morning. So I figured this would be a good time to catch you."
"You're an angel," Dolores said, between taking a bite of the delicious blueberry scone. "With sweets like this, you're free to come over any time."
Heather winked, "I was the head pastry chef at a five-star hotel before moving here. But I'm thinking of starting my own catering business."
"I recall you mentioning that last week. If you ever start your own business, rest assured, I'll be your first customer."
"That's very kind," Heather said. "Actually, that's why I stopped by. I'm not usually this forward, but I was hoping for more of a leadership position in the PTA."
"Oh?"
"I am totally committed to this school system and really want to help out. And, well... everyone just gushes about your amazing fundraising skills. Our church is going to need a new roof soon and I feel a personal calling to help raise funds. Hopefully, I can convince you to share your techniques with me."
"Oh, my techniques are unparalleled," Dolores said with confidence, swallowing her smile.
While maintaining her composure, highly explicit images swirled in her head. Dolores pictured Heather in compromising positions, while performing naughty sexual tricks. Of course, it would be a challenge to loosen up this innocent, unsuspecting religious woman. But Dolores was completely confident it could be done and would be worth the investment of time. It would be a new frontier in her exploration of human sexuality.
"With my culinary skills, I'm certain we'd make an amazing team. I'd love to be of service to you."
Service? Oh yes... Dolores could come up with very creative ways for Heather to service her.
Exerting a great deal of restraint, Dolores nodded slowly. "I'm sure there are many ways I can put you to work."
Complex calculations were performed in Dolores's mind as she figured out how to proceed with the neighborhood church mom. She squirmed in her seat, trying to stem the flow of natural lubrication she produced at the thought of mentoring this devoutly religious woman.
"So..." Heather remarked, politely. "You seem a bit reluctant. I'm not stepping on any toes, am I? I know you have plenty of volunteers."
"Well, it's just that we run a big operation. This is a major school district and it's a tightly run ship. As you know, we are the best performing school in the state because of the top-down hierarchy under Principal Myers. Without her guidance, we'd have chaos."
"Oh. That makes sense."
"Trust me," Dolores said. "A lot of people try to exert influence when it comes to the school system. If everyone had their way, it would be pure madness. In fact, before being educated by Principal Myers, I was one of those arrogant types."
"Gosh, I hope you don't think I'm being pushy," Heather gasped, with a touch of shame.
"Not at all! I think you're sweet, just like your pastries."
Dolores looked her in the eyes and licked a blueberry.
"Is there anything I can do to stand out?" Heather asked. "I mean, to jump ahead in the hierarchy? Or does everything go by seniority? Sorry, I'm totally new to this. I've never been part of a PTA."
Dolores smiled, "The good news is that we're always looking for fresh talent."
"If there's good news, there must be bad news, too."
"I wouldn't say there's bad news, but with a district as big as ours, we need people we can trust. Loyalty is a necessity."
"This sounds like serious business," Heather responded, surprised by the frank nature of the discussion.
"The PTA and the school administration deals with large amounts of money. Cash flows in many directions at the same time. There have been issues with embezzlement in the past, which is why we have to perform our due diligence."
"Yikes. That makes sense."
"I'm glad you understand," Dolores said politely, before taking another bite.
"So, have I officially overstepped my bounds and made a fool of myself?"
Dolores pretended to think for a moment. "On the contrary, I can think of a perfect position for you, but maybe not the one you were expecting."
"Really? How exciting!" Heather responded, buoyantly. "What position?"
"It all depends. How well can you keep secrets?"
Heather gestured that her lips were sealed. "My church work has really made me very discreet. And at my previous job, I managed a large budget. This is nothing new to me. I'm easily trained."
Dolores nearly climaxed on the spot. "You sound up for this challenge. I'll tell you what, I need to visit Principal Myers in her office. While I'm there, I'll see if we can squeeze you in. Would you like that?"
Heather's eyes lit up. "That's wonderful. God bless you."
"Oh, it's nothing," Dolores blushed. "Squeezing you into a new position would be entirely my pleasure. You are just too sweet. I could almost eat you up."
The women smiled at each other and finished the rest of their wonderful breakfast. After Heather left, Dolores promptly changed her wet panties.
It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday and Dolores swung by the school on official business. There were flyers which needed to be copied and distributed. Most of the staff members had already left and the building was just about to close.
Tina, the extremely helpful and vibrant young secretary, was the only person remaining in the administrative office.
"Sorry I'm late!" Dolores said, hustling into the administrative area while her expensive heels clicked on the floor. "Busy-busy all day."
Tina was eager. "The important thing is you're here. Oh, and Principal Myers sends her apologies. She was called away at the last minute to look at a venue for a field-trip. She can still be reached by phone call or text."
"Darn it. I was looking forward to meeting with her in private. Oh well, can you give me a hand with something?"
"Anything at all," Tina said enthusiastically.
They worked together at the copy machine, printing a stack of new flyers for the upcoming dance and fundraiser to be held the following month.
"Looks like fun," Tina said, reading the printouts.
"It always is," Dolores said. "Speaking of fun, you remember Heather Wilson, don't you? She's the new PTA member, always wears a cross and dresses like a Catholic school girl."
"The pretty blonde who brought in the peach cobbler last week?"
"That's her."
"She's very, very lovely."
"I agree," Dolores replied. "How do you feel about her joining our group?"
Tina gasped. "Our work-group? Or our group-group?"
"The group in which you lick my asshole," Dolores smiled.
"Oh my. Wow! There's a shocker. To be perfectly honest, she's so straight-laced and proper, I didn't think she was the type."
"Well, I didn't see you as the type when this started," Dolores joked.
Tina blushed. "I know, but still. Is Heather actually going to join?"
"Only if the Principal agrees."
Turning their attention back to the copy machine, they printed and sorted pages into the proper folders.
Tina suddenly looked shy. "Dolores... I've been waiting all day for something tasty, and it's definitely better than Heather's peach cobbler."
"Professionalism means putting work first. Now that we're done, I think you've earned your reward."
Dolores stroked Tina's cheek with affection. Then she reached beneath her own skirt and pulled down her panties. While preparing to get her asshole tongued by the talented secretary, Dolores had an epiphany.
"You're supposed to turn around for this," Tina joked.
"I just thought of something," Dolores grinned wickedly. "I want you to eat Heather's ass, too. Use your special tongue to make her cum. Show her your prowess."
Shock registered on the poor secretary's face. Over the past year, this had been their little secret. Tina had worked hard, checked and double-checked, to make sure no one ever knew about this. After all, she was a 'good girl,' and good girls aren't supposed to eat ass.
"It might be risky bringing a PTA mom into our circle," Tina said, with great uncertainty.
"Don't forget, I'm a PTA mom too. And there are other PTA moms you don't even know about who do this. Secrecy is critical. Now, be a good girl, get on your knees and pleasure me. I need to make a phone call."
"Working overtime does come with perks," Tina said, laying eyes on her Latina lover's womanly curves.
Tina sank to her knees and Dolores turned around to lean on the office desk. While preparing for an exquisite rim job, she grabbed her phone. It was the perfect time to make this particular call.
Dolores flipped through her list of contacts. Although definitely in the top echelon of the circle, she still needed approval from her 'boss.'
Before calling the number, Dolores reached back and smacked her left butt cheek. The flesh on flesh clap echoed throughout the room.
"Since you're so verbal today," Dolores said, "send your talented tongue deep into my ass. Give it a French kiss."
Tina nodded and felt a rush of fluid from her pussy. She love it when Dolores ordered her around. "Yes, ma'am."
"Good girl."
Dolores felt Tina's delicate hands gently knead her muscular ass cheeks in preparation. Then very slowly, the kinky secretary spread the glorious globes to reveal the ultimate prize.
Meanwhile, Dolores called Principal Ashley Myers and told her everything. She laid out a plan, the pros and cons, along with benefits and potential dangers.
They spoke in code and vague generalities because the Principal was with other people who were outside of their secret circle.
Suddenly, a warm, wet tongue filled her hole. While getting tongued by the naughty secretary, Dolores listened attentively as her 'boss' spoke.
"I got it," Dolores replied to the Principal. "Yes... Yes... I understand... Actually, as a matter of fact, I am. Yes... that's Tina behind me. Yes, understood. I'll see you Monday morning, Principal Myers. Maybe then I'll have a chance to pay my respects to you. Take care, Principal Myers."
The call ended and Dolores took a second to enjoy the swirling motions inside in her asshole. She moaned.
Tina briefly pulled out her tongue. "What did she say?"
"You're about to find out," Dolores replied. "I'm calling Heather now to tell her the good news. Keep it quiet. No loud sucking or slurping sounds. We wouldn't want to scare Heather away before making an official invitation."
Again, Dolores flipped through her contacts and found Heather's number. It took a few rings before there was an answer.
"Hey there," Heather greeted over the line.
"Good afternoon," she replied. "Is this a good time to chat?"
"Absolutely. What can I do for you?"
"I'll keep it brief," Dolores said, as the secretary's tongue plunged further into her asshole. "First of all, your peach cobbler and pecan pie? Oh. My. God. You were right. Everybody just loved them."
On the other end of the line, Dolores could practically hear Heather gasp, revealing her excitement.
"That means the world to me," Heather said proudly. "Thank you!"
"I've spoken to Principal Myers about your willingness to take a greater role in the PTA. We both agree; we can really use a woman like you."
"I'm beyond thrilled."
"Of course, it comes with great responsibilities," Dolores said. "You'll be given more tasks, more jobs, more duties. But a lot of your new duties will be rather flexible in terms of time and positioning."
As Tina's tongue swirled in her asshole, Dolores's toes curled and propelled her to balance on the tips, like a ballerina. Her muscular butt cheeks clenched so tightly that Tina practically had to gasp for air.
"That's good news," Heather said. "My free time comes and goes. I like staying busy."
"Super! All that's left is the initiation."
"Okay! Just tell me when and where."
Dolores slowly licked her eager lips. "You're coming to the PTA meeting tomorrow at 5 pm, right?"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Come a little earlier. Let's say 4 pm, so we'll have plenty of time to ourselves."
"Perfect. I'll bring more pastries, since they seem to be a hit with everyone."
"That's wonderful," Dolores replied. "Bring the ones with cream and custard. I was hoping you'd do that because... oooooohhhhh!!"
"Is something wrong?"
Dolores reached down and playfully smacked the secretary on her head for biting the delicate anal tissue. Because it felt so good, Dolores never failed to audibly react when Tina nibbled.
"Oh no, everything is fine," Dolores replied. "I had a little cramp from all the squats I did at the gym. Anyway, arrive here at 4 pm tomorrow. I need some alone time with you."
"As a former Sorority girl," Heather stated, "I appreciate ceremonies. They make things more official."
"You'll definitely enjoy a position in my inner-circle," Dolores said. "It's all very hush-hush. Which means you can't tell anyone. It avoids gossip."
"My lips are sealed. I know how catty things can get."
"You see, we make a great team already."
Heather laughed. "I look forward to our meeting. I have to run now. My in-laws are coming for dinner, and I need to get ready."
"Have a lovely day, sweetie."
The call ended and Dolores smiled. Now, Tina was able to be as loud as she wanted. Sucking and slurping noises filled the room.
"Exactly as I thought," Dolores said.
Tina kissed the round butt cheek. "Will I be eating Heather's ass, too?"
"Darling, I'll make sure you're happy. Now make me cum. Talking to Heather really has me worked up."
She leaned on the table and enjoyed the oral pleasure she was receiving in her favorite little spot.
Heather Wilson had a demanding day. She attended her son's soccer game, but while sitting in the bleachers, was occupied by her phone. Plans for her new catering business were moving at the speed of light and she was beyond thrilled.
Once that was done, she rested at home until the PTA meeting. Though sweet natured, Heather was far from naive. She had heard about the cutthroat world of the PTA. Surely she'd be protected by a goddess like Dolores?
The parking lot was practically empty when she arrived at the school. After making sure the coast was clear, she checked her appearance in the rearview mirror. She always tried to look her best, but for Dolores, she wanted to be perfect. If she was honest with herself, she found Dolores to be extremely attractive.
All her adult life, she had figured that if she were to find another woman sexually appealing, it would be someone like Dolores. There was something alluring about that bronze skin and those voluptuous hips.
After touching up her appearance, Heather stepped out of her car and walked into the administrative area, carrying a generous box of fresh pastries.
The place was silent. It was eerie being in such a large place, with no one else in sight. The silence was finally broken when a door opened.
"There you are!" Dolores said, her head peeking out of the Principal's office. "Right on time, as always."
Heather waved and headed over.
"Hey there! Is Principal Myers with you?"
Dolores shook her head. "Nope. It's just us for now. Well, the secretary is here, too. She had a quick errand to run down the hall, but she'll be back. I'm counting on her for something important."
"How nice," Heather smiled, then held up the box of pastries. "I'll bring these in so we can have an early taste test."
Being in the office of the powerful Principal Myers felt surreal, especially since the Principal was absent. Heather took a moment to appreciate all the awards hanging on the walls and wondered why they were in that particular workspace.
Even more surprising, she watched Dolores casually sit in the Principal's chair and lean back like this was all so normal!
"Have a seat," Dolores said like she was the boss.
Heather timidly sat in front of the desk, with an uneasy smile on her face. She also placed the box of fresh pastries on the desk.
"Is this my job interview?" Heather joked.
"Actually, it is, in a strange way. Shall I get straight to the point?"
"Please do. I'm quite eager."
Dolores grinned. "As I'm sure you understand, securing loyalty and trust often involves a mutual exchange. You'll get secrets, but I need something in return."
"Like collateral."
"That's basically it."
"What do you need, exactly?" Heather asked.
"I'm going to ask you sexual questions. If you answer them, to the best of your ability, then you're that much closer to unlimited access. Sound fair?"
Heather was completely blindsided by the frank nature of the question. Being a conservative female, Heather had never discussed sex with anyone, not even her closest friends. She had been a virgin when married and now had sex about once a week, missionary style.
But in her opinion, it was worth the exchange. If this is what was needed to help the school and raise funds for the church, then so be it.
"No one will ever know?" Heather asked cautiously.
"Word will never get out. Only those in the inner-circle might be privy to the information."
"Who are they?"
"People who can keep a secret. Are you interested?"
"Yes," Heather gulped.
"Do you know what a rimming is?" Dolores asked bluntly. "In a sexual context."
"Yes."
"Tell me what it means."
Heather sheepishly nodded. "A tongue in a backside. Gosh, it almost makes me blush to even say it."
"Have you ever been rimmed by anyone? Or have you ever given a rimjob to someone?"
It was the final straw for Heather and she sat upright, ready to leave. The only thing keeping her from storming out was her standing in the community.
"This is too much," Heather said, filled with inner-turmoil. "I can't do this."
Dolores leaned back in the Principal's chair. "Oh, but you can."
"Why do you say that with such confidence? How can you be so sure? We barely know each other."
"Women like you don't realize your weakness. You try so hard to impress and to be included in everything. I know you care about your church and the PTA, but let's be honest with here, you also want recognition. Am I wrong?"
Heather felt the air leaving her lungs. "I was in a sorority in college and the lead soprano in our church choir."
"You love the attention, right? Well, mostly, anyway. I'm sure you have the utmost sincerity in your beliefs, which I find truly amazing. So, shall we continue?"
"Yes," Heather said softly.
"Have you ever been rimmed? Or given a rimjob?"
"No and no."
"Have you ever eaten pussy?" Dolores asked bluntly.
Heather gasped. "Never! I'm not judgmental or anything, but it's a sin against God."
"But is it a sin if you're doing it for a good cause? Surely there must be exceptions. Think of the benefit to the wider community."
Fighting the urge to leave, Heather kept her mind focused on all the positive reasons there was for staying here. In the back of her mind, she knew Dolores was anything but a holy woman. Dolores was someone who, despite her perfect outward appearance, was a shark.
"What do you want from me?" Heather asked, already guessing the answer.
Sudden, Dolores's business-like demeanor turned pleasant, as her attention shifted to the glass surrounding the door and she waved someone in.
"Tina is here," Dolores said exuberantly. "You know she absolutely adores your baked goods, right?"
Heather smiled nervously, "I'm glad."
While the two women sat in the office, the dutiful secretary entered and obediently stood near the desk with her hands clasped together in front of her. It definitely gave the appearance of having been rehearsed.
Had this been planned all along? Between the sexual questions, the private setting, and the entrance of the pretty little secretary, Heather felt like an ambushed woman.
"Tina, why don't you show our new friend something special?" Dolores said.
"As you wish, Mrs. Chavez."
Heather watched in awe as the secretary turned around and lifted her skirt. At first, she saw a pair of nice legs. But when the secretary widened her stance, Heather saw a small butt plug in her ass.
After the reveal, Tina pulled down her skirt and blushed.
"Oh my," Heather gasped, unable to look away.
"Get used it," Dolores said firmly. "If you want to be Little Miss Popular in this community, I suggest you do exactly as I say."
Heather gulped loudly "Which is?"
"I want you to eat my ass."
It was an earth-shattering moment for Heather. Never in her entire life had she been in this position. It felt like everything was on the line. She could have walked away, but didn't.
"Why would you want that?" Heather asked.
Dolores got up and casually made her way over.
Once Dolores stood in front of the Principal's desk, next to Heather, she slowly started to lift her skirt, careful not to wrinkle the expensive material.
"Rimming is about power. I learned that from Principal Myers. She's the one who taught me how this hierarchy works. In some ways, I suppose you can blame the Principal for the fact that you will eat my asshole until I cum."
Deviant amusement could be heard in the stunning words.
Heather struggled to speak. "You did this with Ashley? Ashley Myers?"
"Oh yes, I did it to become PTA President. She pulled some strings for me after I tongued her. Now you'll be eating my ass, and I'll pull some strings for you too. See how this all works?"
"I... I don't understand."
Dolores tried to be as patient as possible. "Look, if you want a better position in the PTA, you have to eat my ass. It's really that simple."
Without waiting for confirmation, the PTA President turned around and bent over the desk so that her luscious Latina butt pointed towards Heather.
"On your knees," Dolores commanded, while looking back. "Lift up my skirt. I'm not wearing any panties, so don't be surprised."
This was a crossroad for Heather. Should she maintain her dignity and leave, forfeiting a chance to help both the PTA and her church? Or should she kneel before this delectable derriere and insert her tongue, as requested?
At that moment, she felt her calling was to put aside any reservations for the greater good. Of course, the fact that Dolores was physically dazzling also helped sweeten the pot. Heather had only attended religious schools, where girl-on-girl action was incredibly taboo. But there had been several nights when she resisted powerful urges to experiment with some of her beautiful sorority sisters.
Grabbing the ever-present cross at her neck, Heather said a quick prayer and asked for forgiveness. She fell to her knees before the bountiful booty, while the secretary watched. Gingerly lifting the skirt, she took stock of the naked ass that greeted her. The fleshy orbs were perfectly formed and a rich shade of cocoa. The muscles on Dolores's ass rippled, ever so slightly, when clenched.
"It's beautiful," Heather said, bewildered by her own verbal utterance.
Dolores nodded in agreement, "Oh yes, it really is. Now slip that cute little tongue of yours inside my most private hole. I know you want to."
Without experience to guide her, Heather relied on instinct. She leaned forward and placed both hands on the smooth, hairless skin. After ghosting her hands across the divine derriere for several seconds, she decided to take the plunge.
Heather laid her hands firmly in the center of both cheeks and pulled them apart, revealing a crinkled pucker surrounded by a ring of slightly darker skin. Having never seen an anus up close, she found it curious that instead of being repulsed, she was strangely excited.
Raised to always give it her best, Heather desperately wanted to impress both women. She had committed to the deed and intended to see it through to completion. Craning her neck, she placed her face directly in the center and inhaled. The musky scent seemed to fan the desire building within her and she felt her own pussy clench.
"Heather, it's time to seal the deal," Dolores offered as she reached around to pet Heather's head.
After slowly extending her tongue, Heather closed the distance and made contact. Vaguely it registered that, though puckered, the skin was incredibly soft. She quickly licked the delicate tissue several times, as a way to test the waters.
Emboldened by a groan from Dolores, Heather ventured even further. She rolled her tongue a bit and went towards the intended target. After tapping several times on Dolores's back door, Heather's tongue pushed its way inside. Heather was surprised that the sphincter seemed to almost grab her tongue in response, as if insistent for more.
Finding nothing objectionable about her current state of sexual servitude, Heather went for broke. At first, she rotated her tongue in the tight, taboo tunnel. Then she thrust in and out, going a bit deeper with each pass. Finally, she settled on a rhythm of alternating both methods.
Dolores moaned, "I'll make sure you're the most popular woman in the community, just keep going!"
The situation reached a fevered pitch when Dolores looked back while Heather looked up; their eyes locked while Heather was tonguing her asshole. In that moment, Heather realized Dolores had touched the very depths of her soul in a profound way. Never before had Heather experienced such a transformational moment, not even in church.
It was Heather's 'what have I done?' moment.
"Tina, I need your mouth," Dolores said, with authority.
The secretary readied herself for action. "Yes, Mrs. Chavez?"
"Our dear Heather has never been rimmed or had her pussy eaten by a woman. Be a good kitten and show Heather what she's been missing."
"Yes, Mrs. Chavez," Tina said obediently.
Heather gasped, such as it was, with her tongue wedged in the tight little asshole. While deeply ashamed, she also felt a sense of peace. The decision had been made for her, by Dolores, and that absolved her of guilt.
She remained frozen as she heard Tina walk behind her, bend down, lift her pleated skirt, and pull down her white cotton panties. Heather felt like a true sinner who had been completely exposed.
Just as she was getting comfortable with her tongue up Dolores's ass, Heather now had to adjust to her bare bottom being viewed by the secretary.
Heather's labia was licked - gently - but enough to jolt her entire body forward, burying her face completely between Dolores's perfectly shaped buttocks. Heather's face was trapped in those Latina cheeks!
She put her hands on the floor to stay balanced as Tina played with her. When the secretary parted her buttocks and exposed her asshole to the cool air of the room, Heather's body trembled, not just from fear, but anticipation.
"Somos tales putas," Dolores giggled, looking back at the two ladies. "I wish you could see yourself, Heather. You look adorable like that. Tina is staring straight into your asshole."
Heather felt humiliated that the secretary now had a perfect view of her bottom. She couldn't bring herself to look back at Tina, but imagined Tina sitting on her own heels, knees completely folded under her compact body, like a good little doll.
She figured it was nothing new for the secretary. She understood why. It was like they were all part of the 'in crowd' together.
Heather felt goosebumps on her butt and relished the fact that she'd soon be introduced to the joys of anal stimulation. She relaxed her little hole, readying herself for oral penetration.
It almost happened too fast. The tongue forged ahead and poked into her virginal hole, making Heather feel like a woman reborn. Warm, moist and relentless, the angelic tongue caressed her asshole in a most heavenly way. When it actually penetrated her inner sanctum, Heather could no longer deny the pull of this devilish act.
"Oh my, your tongue twitched in my ass!" Dolores exclaimed, her voice perking up. "You've been penetrated, haven't you? Now I want you to cum, time is of the essence, dear."
Tina used two fingers and quickly found the g-spot inside Heather's wet pussy, then worked her magic.
At that point, the chain reaction began. Unable to control herself, Heather writhed and moaned with her face still wedged between Dolores's cheeks. The vibrations from her vocal cords were transmitted through her tongue, directly into the asshole of Dolores. Those reverberations set off an anal orgasm in Dolores, and the spasms from her ass massaged the tongue of Heather, in return.
Realizing what she had just trigger for Dolores, Heather was overwhelmed physically and mentally by the sensations at both ends of her body. Tina capitalized on Heather's momentary muscle relaxation and offered her special technique. While thrusting in and out of Heather's ass, she added a curl at just the tip of her tongue, while still working Heather's g-spot. It was double-stimulation at its finest.
Defenses lowered, Heather felt an outburst in her ass to the point where she almost collapsed as her pelvis shuddered and shook. Her face contorted and, while her tongue was still being massaged by Dolores's sphincter, she cried out in ecstasy. Tina was undeterred and rode the crest of Heather's first anal orgasm. Suddenly, Heather blacked out.
In her post-orgasmic daze, Heather heard Dolores speak.
"Tu eres mi puta ahora," Dolores whispered. "Rest while you can, we have a meeting soon."
The women giggled while Heather recovered from what had been the best orgasm of her life.
Awakening slowly, Heather realized she was laying across the Principal's desk. Her legs were bent and splayed as if she was at the gynecologist's office. A cool breeze floated across her wet pussy, making it tingle, pleasantly. It dawned on her that someone was purposely blowing on her intimate area.
Looking between her legs, she saw Dolores and Tina admiring her opening. They studied and petted it adoringly. While each pointing to their favorite part, they commented on it in detail. Then they took turns licking her clitoris.
"So pretty, wet and pink," Dolores noted, licking like a kitty.
Tina gave a few licks too. "Better than peach cobbler, I'd say. Can we taste the custard she brought? I'm sure it would make a delicious topping."
"I think that's a superb idea."
Heather watched shamelessly as the two women dipped their fingers in the custard fillings of the pastries she brought, and wiped it onto her clitoris, before giving more licks. She didn't flinch as they licked her. This almost felt normal now. After tonguing each other's bottoms, anything felt normal in comparison.
"How are you, dear?" Dolores lovingly asked the church mom.
The secretary was eating Heather's pussy with full force, stopping every so often to put fresh dollops of custard inside the pink hole to suck away. So this is what it's like being with the in-crowd?
"I think I'm going to cum again," Heather said curiously, still new to this secret world.
Dolores rubbed Heather's blonde hair. "Take your time. We can always delay the PTA meeting by a few minutes. You're in my inner-circle now, which means you get special perks."
To the best of my knowledge, Heather was never the same after that. Sure, she's still the sweetheart of the district. She still serves delicious pastries with her smile and Southern charm.
As for her church duties? The congregates couldn't have been more thrilled with the contributions from Heather's newfound fundraising talents.
Only now, Heather had become skilled in eating ass. Her tongue was put to regular use and her pussy and ass received the same treatment. That's the price to be paid if you want to work alongside Dolores Chavez. The PTA, I've come to realize, is serious business.
The End
