Forget Max

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"We're only 17! We're sorry! What the hell was that?" I yelled. "We didn't get it, that's that!" said Liz Parker, concentrating on her Pinball. My anger rose. Every time, I see pretty Miss Goody Goody, it just annoys me. I couldn’t wait the leave the planet. This stupid meaningless planet. When I bring Max, Michael and Isabel into the clutches of KA-Var, I would ask him permission to invade this planet. And I will make Liz Parker my slave forever. "A sexy sex slave!" I thought as I watched Liz's booty. A thought crossed my mind. Why not take this opportunity to find out more about Liz? Maybe if being re-animated from the dead changed her in any way. Liz suddenly turned to me. “DO you really want to go in?” she asked. “Of course, I do.” I retorted. “Well the security guard just walked by obviously his shift is over!” she informed me.

Its' funny, when it happened. It was completely out of the blue. That new stupid security guard just wouldn't let us through when Liz said to him "Look this is my best friend and her fiancé ended it here instead of getting married, she's really upset and just wants to have some fun! Please let her have some!" The guard looked at me and I must have looked sad because he said "Go ahead! And remember little lady, you deserve better!" The gambling was a lot of fun. Even without powers, Liz won $130,000 and with mine I won $210,000. We left before getting into any trouble. Michael said to spend it and we both were thinking about what to spend it on. "I might just buy some more equipment at home. Or maybe my own Lab!" she squealed excitedly. Typical Liz, being practical. Of course, I'm really the one who squeals. It felt weird to be around Liz but also satisfying. It made me forget how much I wanted to hurt Max and the others and deliver them to KaVar. "What about you, Tess? What are you going to do with your money? Tess?" she asked me. "hmmm? Sorry, slightly distracted! Um... maybe a really fancy car!" I expressed. Liz giggled. To my surprise so did I. "Why is that funny?" I inquired. "I could just see you in a Ferrari, driving with your top down, down the desert road!" she revealed. "MY top down, eh. Why Liz I never knew you thought of me that way!" I giggled. Liz went bright red. Watching her I could see what Max liked about her. Short and very cute, black hair, tanned skin, shy but very smart. Very loyal. And then I started to think, why should Max have her? He treats her so bad, the way he treated me back home. Why couldn't I have her instead? Perfect revenge and I finally get someone of my very own. I looked into her eyes, she looked back at mine. I was about to use my mind control on her, when I saw a look in her eye. She wanted me. A plan formed in my head. "Would you like some wine?" I asked her. "Oh I can't! You can though!" she replied. "Nope! It really messes with our biological systems I'm afraid!" I ruefully respond. "O I am so sorry about that. I didn't mean any offence! I'm so sorry!" she expressed wrapping her arms around me. "I'll forgive you if you drink some of this Merlot and tell me what it tasted like." I declared. "It tastes, kinda of sweet but with the wine sensation. Like it is deep and warms you, but also leaves you with a sense of increasing heat!" she described the Merlot. It could also describe my rising arousal. “Why don’t you try this vodka?” I asked her. “Oh, vodka is a little strong for me!” she replied. “please?” I pleaded, using my cutest face. I am aware of just how cute I can be. “umm… tastes strong, like powerful raspberry. These vodka cruisers are strong!” she giggled. I soon had her tasting schnapps, wine, vodka, whiskey, port, chardonnay, cherry, champagne and beer. She looked so out of control that I held on to her to prevent her from falling. She giggled. “I really like you and Max, Tess!” she giggled. Being drunk made her giggle a lot. “You like us together, or you want us both together with you!” I slightly inquired. “Two!” she loudly expressing, laughing at her own joke so to speak. I smiled. “I like you too!” I replied. Looking somewhat out of it, Liz her speech increasingly slurring declared “I luv ou, Twess!” “I love you too, Liz!” I responded. To my surprise, Liz started to get naked. She slowly and stumbling a little removed her jacket. Her shirt quickly followed. Soon she removed her pants, bend over and wiggling her butt as she removed her pants. I can attest to never desiring anyone more than Liz during this very drunken exhibition. She placed her hands on her panties and started to move towards me. I sat on the bed and Liz started to dance on my legs. Liz Parker giving me a lap dance, who would have thought. Liz suddenly got up and slowly removed her panties exposing her pretty private parts to my gaze. She slowly turned around showing me an asset I shall enjoy witnessing: her bare rear. As I watched her perfect buns, her hands removed her bra. She turned again, revealing her beautiful breasts. Medium sized, and perfectly proportioned with two gorgeous pink nipples that seemed to watch me. Exposed she smiled and proceeded to sit on my lap. I was surprised and delighted. How envious Max would be, if he was at the room, rather than at the slots. Or wherever in the casino he was. She sat with her bum facing the air and again the adorable wiggle. I proceeded to spank her with gentle spanks that gradually grew in intensity. She seemed delighted at her punishment and wiggled her bottom more vigorously when the spanking grew greater in velocity and intensity. “SMACK” was the sound emitted as I pounded her pretty posterior with greater conviction. At first my tactics were geared towards the 2 then 1 theory of spanking her left cheek twice then her right once. In her drunken state I seemed to catch her unawares. After utilizing this tactics with much efficiency for 15 movements, I settled for a 1, 1, 1 ideal. 1 to the left, 1 in the centre and 1 to the right. She seemed to particularly enjoying the journey to the centre. I decided to use my left hand to enhance Liz’s pleasure. So I took her right hand and started to masturbate her with it while I used my right to continue the ideal of 1, 1, 1. “SMACK” “SMACK” “SMACK” the sounds of my hands were joined by the moans of Liz as she experienced joy through assisted masturbation. I decided to leave that hand which Liz has sufficient hand- eye coordination to masturbate herself while I inserted the ring (middle) finger of my left hand into her buttocks after spreading it. A squeal emerged from Liz as I took the virginity of this orifice by pumping her little butt with my finger. IT emerged that her little butt was as expected with virgin territory very tight. But I still managed part of my ring finger, my very small middle finger, to pleasure her rear as I spanked her with my free hand. “SMACK” “SMACK” “SMACK” “SMACK” the sounds of a new tactical plan. The quick spanks of left then right, right then left. I varied the speeds but no the frequency as Liz’s pretty ass was subjected to a variety of happy experiments until I heard a loud cry as orgasm engulfed her senses. She giggled a little try to regain her breath. She still seemed passed full consciousness and this was proven when she said “Mwore, T-T- hot girl!” she stuttered, unable to remember my name, grinning madly. I never enjoyed anything quite like I was enjoying this, at any previous occasion that I can recall. I try to think then I remember I had brought socks in case I needed a change. Quickly Liz was tied to the bed. At this point I decided I was entitled to some fun and I promptly stripped. Liz giggled and whistled “Yah! Tish! Tina! Hot blonde alien girl, nudey!” she declared. I giggled. Hot blonde alien girl, eh? I straddled Liz and said “You have been VERY naughty Liz! You should be punished!” I declared. “hehe I’ve been a naughty girl!” Liz squealed, her lips quivering as she giggled again. I decided that Liz should be severely punished with a punishment; Nasedo would hire women to use on me. His discipline consisted of two things. Using a cane on me, when I was acting the way a queen should or he would hire a dominatrix to inflict the ultimate torture on me. I would inflict this ultimate torture on Liz now! “Liz, lick my vagina until you taste lots of juice or I really started yelling, and I’ll make you feel very good!” I commanded. Liz still giggling looked at my pussy and I promptly sat on her face. I turned to ensure that my hands were in a position to do to her what I pleased and I was delighted by the sensations I was experiencing. Surely, this was not the work of a novice. No, Liz must have experiment with Maria. Details I would uncover later. As she licked my nether regions causing great pleasure, I decided the ultimate torture was about to commence. Removing my hands from my private part, I reached out my fingers and dug them into Liz’s underarms. Immediately I felt a shake form Liz. “Liz, if I don’t feel that tongue on my cunt, I will tickle you till you pass out!” I revealed. I was pleased at the expediency of her reactions. Despite the laughter undoubtedly pouring from her she was able to continue to pleasure me. I was not satisfied with just scratching her delicate armpits, so I traveled to her ribcage and tested her prowess here. Despite a great shake and the quivering of her tongue, I was still experiencing pleasure from Liz.

To be Continued