This is for the copy of Rock Band, submitted by one of the contestants. Read the story below and vote on how hot it is, between 1 (not so hot) and 5 (I orgasmed just reading it). The winning story is the one with the largest *cumulative* score. Anyone can vote! (Votes screened.)
Nikki had only met Helen three hours ago, and yet if felt like they’d been friends forever. Helen always seemed to know just what she wanted; everything was so easy around her. And Nikki liked listening to Helen’s silky voice, like a low flute. She had never really been attracted to girls– except for one time– but every time Helen opened her mouth, Nikki caught her breath. When Helen smiled in her knowing way, Nikki felt tingles up her back and down, between her legs.
They were sitting across a little table– Helen didn’t remember where– drinking something sweet that was going straight to Nikki’s head. Helen kept touching Nikki’s hand as she talked.
“I was always interested in psychology,” Helen was saying. “I went to college for it, but while I was there, I learned about something much better.” Helen smiled.
Helen was waiting for her. “Oh, what?” Nikki asked.
Helen bent forward to pull something from her bag, giving Nikki a long look into her dark cleavage. “This. It’s a talisman, from the aboriginal people of New Zealand.” Helen held up a small necklace, with a pendant that looked like a leathery shriveled ear.
Nikki felt an immediate urge to touch it. “Not so fast,” Helen said, placing her silky hands on Nikki’s fingers. “You want to see it?”
“Yes,” Nikki breathed. She’d never seen anything so exotic and fascinating and wild in her life.
Helen’s eyes gleamed. “It’s the power of the Talisman. It draws others to me, it enthralls them, it gives me power over them.”
“Yes,” Nikki said again, but somewhere in her head alarms were going off. This wasn’t right.
Helen attached the Talisman around her neck, so the little ear rested between her breasts. Then she scooted her chair around next to Nikki, and began running her fingers over Nikki’s face. “Of course, it doesn’t give me complete control.” Helen brushed aside Nikki’s hair, and nibbled on her neck. “It’s really rather tenuous.”
Nikki tried to listen, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the Talisman.
Helen reached inside Nikki’s shirt, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Nikki shivered in pleasure. “No, in fact, it’s power fades very quickly. Kiss me.”
Nikki moved forward, forward closer to the Talisman, to Helen’s waiting lips. As they kissed, Helen’s hands began roaming over more and more of Nikki’s body. Nikki thought maybe she should get away from Helen, but a fire burned with pleasure everywhere Helen touched. She figured she could wait just a little longer.
Helen reached her fingers down between Nikki’s legs, and began teasing her. “That is, so long as you don’t cum while under it’s power. Then you become my slave forever.” Helen slid her fingers into Nikki’s wet pussy. Without thinking, Nikki opened her legs to give Helen better access. There was something she had to do– she tried to remember, but all she could think about was the feeling of Helen’s expert fingers, stroking, rubbing, thrusting.
“With ever stroke, you come one step closer to being my sex kitten.” Nikki was breathing hard. She couldn’t remember what she’d been trying to do. She giggled, as she thrust her hips forward into Helen’s hand. The fire burned in Nikki more and more. She felt more pleasure than she’d ever felt before– a molten stream of pleasure, coming down through her body, out and into Helen’s fingers.
“Do you want to be my slave?” Helen whispered in her ear. All Nikki knew was that she was moments away from something. Something ominous. Something permanent. Something complete and filling. Something hot and wet and binding. Something that felts so, so good, and all she had to say was…
“YES, YES, YES!” Nikki screamed, and the fire in her exploded in waves of pleasure, and then clasped into Helen’s arms. She’d found her mistress.