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    Roommates will try anything (including each other)

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    By sexcostories on October 23, 2021 Sex Stories
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    Most of the tears had dried from Courtney’s eyes when she got back to her dorm room at the California State University. She had just left the campus medical center where she had been informed that the minor hamstring injury she sustained while sprinting during practice would likely take her out of the upcoming track competition.

    While still dressed in her running apparel, she explained everything to her dear roommate Maritza, who consoled her while they both sat on the floor together with their backs against the couch.

    “It’s not fair,” Courtney moaned. “It’s just not fair. I trained my ass off for this competition.”

    And she was right, too. Courtney was widely regarded as the favorite for winning the track meet.

    Maritza ran her fingers through Courtney’s blonde hair. “It sucks. Who knows, with enough ice and the right kind of stretching, you still might be able to compete.”

    “The people in the clinic have tons of experience and they don’t seem to think so. My leg is killing me.”

    Courtney dug her fingers in the flesh of her tanned left thigh and tried to make the injury feel better. It was a losing battle. The injury hurt like hell.

    “What if there was a way to heal it?” Maritza asked suggestively.

    “What do you mean?”

    “Are you open minded?”

    “I am,” Courtney replied. “Why?”

    “I might know something. It’s a longshot, but it could work.”

    “What is it? Tell me.”

    “First of all,” Maritza said with the utmost of nerves, “I want to make sure you can keep this a secret.”

    Courtney was mildly offended. “How can you even ask me that? We’ve shared like, how many secrets over the years? Of course I can keep a secret.”

    “I know, I know. But this is something else. This is… I don’t know… weird.”

    “Weirder than those noises I hear from your bedroom sometimes at night?” Courtney asked with a playful eyebrow raised. “Or the noises I hear when you bring a date over?”

    Maritza blushed. “This is different.”

    “How?”

    “I mean, you’re not going to tell anyone, right? Ever?”

    “You’re driving me crazy, Mari.”

    Maritza took a small breath of air. “How do you feel about supernatural things?”

    “Well, I was raised in a religious household,” Courtney answered, pausing to digest the question. “Is that what you meant? Or are you talking about ghosts and spirits?”

    “It’s tough to explain. I mean, like, psychic healings. Energy flows. Things like that.”

    Courtney squinted. “Are you talking about acupuncture and suction cup therapy? I hear they’re great. Why? Do you know someone who can help?”

    “I might know someone who can help. But it’s none of those things.”

    “Okay, Mari, what on earth are you talking about?”

    “I’ll be right back,” Maritza said with slight frustration. “Let me get my phone and try to confirm things. Then I’ll explain. You’re open to holistic forms of healing, right?”

    “Yeah, sure. I don’t have a problem with that, unless it gets super creepy.”

    Maritza tensed for a moment. “I’m only doing this because you’re like the sister I never had. Plus you’re the best runner on this campus. It would be a travesty if you couldn’t compete this weekend. I know how hard you’ve worked for it.”

    “Hmm… thanks. I love you too.”

    “Hang on.”

    Maritza got up and went to her room, then she came back with her phone. She made the phone call. After several rings, Maritza had a conversation in Spanish. It seemed friendly at first, then the voice rose on the other end of the line. It must have been a moody person.

    After several minutes of back and forth talking in Spanish, the call ended.

    “What was that all about?” Courtney asked, slightly bewildered.

    “It’s been confirmed. I made an appointment with Dolores.”

    “And who exactly is this Dolores?”

    Maritza sat next to her roommate. “Dolores is a longtime friend of my mother. She lives in Daly City and works a simple job at a restaurant. But she also has other skills. Skills which she keeps secret, except for a group of people that she really trusts.”

    “Oh god, she’s a drug dealer, isn’t she? Honestly, I’m okay with some pot to ease the pain, but no cocaine or anything.”

    “Was that a joke?”

    For the first time, Courtney managed a small smile. “It was a half-joke. Come on, you’re being so vague that I can’t possibly form an opinion.”

    “Sadly, it’ll have to stay that way for now. At least until you meet her.”

    “When will that be? As soon as possible?”

    “This evening for dinner,” Maritza replied.

    “Dinner? The issue is with my leg. My leg, Mari.”

    “I know. I get it. But she works all day, everyday. And she always serves meals to her guests. That’s part of her cultural background. She loves cooking for others.”

    Courtney sighed, “Sorry if I’m sounding bitchy, and I appreciate everything you’re doing, but driving 40 minutes to Daly City, then 40 minutes back, for dinner? The long car ride could make my hamstring hurt even worse.”

    “This evening is the soonest Dolores can squeeze you in,” Maritza replied. “Food is also part of what she does. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s part of her tools.”

    “Seriously?”

    “Do you trust me, Courtney?”

    “Of course I do.”

    “Then keep an open mind and I’ll drive you there,” Maritza said as earnestly as she possibly could. “I’m already doing you a huge favor by taking you there. Dolores is also doing you a huge favor as well, since she never agrees to do this for people she’s never met before.”

    ***

    Evening rush hour was a pain in the ass, like they had expected, but they had arrived in Daly City on time. The small house was near the Westlake shopping center and they found parking just down the street.

    “I haven’t thanked you yet,” Courtney said once Maritza turned the engine off.

    “No, you don’t need to.”

    Courtney nodded. “Thanks anyway. You’re the best.”

    “We’re even now. Last year someone stole my laptop and you let me use yours. You typed your essays extra fast and extra early, so I could use your laptop afterwards.”

    “I guess you’re right,” Courtney smiled. “Whether this works or not, we’re about even.”

    “Fair warning; Dolores is blunt — some would say a bit rude — and her methods are unorthodox by western standards. She doesn’t speak a word of English either. She only speaks Spanish.”

    “Was she a doctor in her home country?”

    “She’s a street doctor,” Maritza replied cheekily. “She has a PhD in holistic medicine from parts unknown.”

    “I’ll pretend that’s a good thing.”

    “You’ll be as good as new.”

    “You’re really hyping up this person,” Courtney said. “I’m dying to meet her already. Come on, let’s go.”

    Maritza put her hands on her roommate’s leg. “One more thing. The treatments vary. Sometimes it’s herbal medicines. Sometimes it’s touching, like a massage. Sometimes it gets… weird.”

    “After the 40 minute car ride in traffic, I’d love a massage.”

    “True, but please, whatever Dolores says, don’t make a bitch-face. Just nod your head in agreement. If the treatment is something wacky, we can discuss is calmly in private.”

    “Now you’re starting to freak me out,” Courtney said in a more measured tone. “Are you sure someone like this is reputable?”

    “You’re about to find out.”

    The roommates were both casually dressed in their University tshirts. They walked down the residential neighborhood and Courtney was headed straight into the unknown.

    ***

    After a few knocks, a young woman named Cecilia opened the door. As had been explained during the car ride, Cecilia spoke limited English and was caretaker at a nearby facility during the day. This young woman was also the primary assistant to whatever healing powers were happening in this household.

    They all greeted each other with hugs and friendly greetings.

    The house looked like a normal home in Daly City. The curtains were partially closed so it was kind of dim, except for some sunlight peeking through. The living area was average sized, cluttered with furniture and random things laying around.

    Sounds of pots and pans being stirred came from the kitchen. There were the most amazing aromas coming out of there and it almost made Courtney’s mouth water.

    Dolores came from the kitchen and greeted them wearing an apron over her clothes. From the looks of things, she was a woman in her late 40’s, or early 50’s. She was much prettier than Courtney had expected, although her face had a slight scowl. Her hair was luscious and a rich shade of black, with a few white streaks through it, and was tied back in a ponytail. There were agelines on her face and her arms and body looked strong from hours of daily labor.

    Simply put, Dolores was a fierce woman.

    “Pleasure to meet you,” Courtney said, extending a hand.

    They shook hands and Courtney immediately felt the grip strength of this older woman. Dolores spoke in Spanish.

    “She welcomes you to this home,” Maritza happily translated. “You’re the first American girl she’s ever seen in this capacity.”

    Courtney smiled, “It’s a pleasure being here and you have a lovely home.”

    At first, Dolores gave a quick visual inspection, eyeing Courtney up and down.

    Then Dolores bent over and rubbed Courtney’s thighs, softly at first, then giving them hard squeezes. She squeezed each thigh with the firm grip of her strong hands. Then she slapped the back of each leg, right on Courtney’s hamstrings.

    The hands traveled upwards and Dolores touched Courtney’s lower back and gave it a rub. The hands moved down and squeezed Courtney’s ass, making her flinch a bit. Then Dolores spanked the ass a few times.

    Through it all, Courtney stood there like a piece of meat.

    Dolores and Maritza spoke in Spanish.

    Then came the translation.

    “Dolores thinks that you have a lower back issue,” Martiza said.

    Courtney looked a bit spooked for a moment. “I pinched a nerve in my lower back in high school. I used to be obsessed with trying to lift heavy weights, which was kind of stupid. It still bothers me a little.”

    “She also says that all your stress from academics and sports has created energy blockages. She’s also sensed your pulled hamstring. She wants to know if you want to proceed with a treatment. It should take less than half an hour.”

    Courtney nodded. “Sure, I’d love to give it a try.”

    The Spanish speaking women shared a private conversation. Dolores spoke at length, with a certainty and firmness to her voice. Martiza spoke back in Spanish and the two women almost had a shouting match, with Dolores being the woman with a clear dominant position.

    The back-and-forth ended and Dolores stood there with fire in her eyes.

    “What did she say?” Courtney asked hesitantly, and with a small voice.

    Maritza gulped. “The good news is that she is certain she can fix your pulled hamstring, your lower back issue, and she can also enhance your energy flow to make you faster. She believes you have so much potential.”

    “Damn, that’s great,” Courtney replied, hiding her smile. “What was all the fuss about?”

    Maritza gulped. “I think we should let Dolores finish cooking. We can talk in private.”

    “That sounds good.”

    Courtney watched as the women spoke Spanish and Dolores marched back into the kitchen.

    “Come with me,” Maritza said, seemingly embarrassed over the conversation she’d need to have with her roommate.

    ***

    In the guestroom with the door closed, Maritza dropped the bombshell and Courtney acted the way anyone would in that situation.

    “Naked?” Courtney questioned. “She wants me naked?”

    “Is that really a big deal? You’re naked in the locker room all the time. Heck, you’re half-naked in our dorm room all the time, too.”

    “That’s different.”

    “How?” Maritza asked.

    “We’re part of a sisterhood. You know, women. It’s normal.”

    “Dolores is a woman, too. So is Cecelia.”

    “First of all,” Courtney said, “this is my first time meeting Dolores. Secondly, are you suggesting that Cecelia will be seeing me naked too?”

    “I’ve already explained that Cecelia is a helper. She’s just like a nurse. Would you kick out a nurse if you were being medically examined?”

    “Maybe if that nurse got her certificate on the streets, then I think I would.”

    “You’ve already made this leap,” Maritza said. “We’ve already driven this far. So we can either stay, do the treatment, and then have some delicious home cooking; or we can leave now and have Burger King a few blocks away. I have the coupons in my car.”

    “We had Burger King the other day.”

    “Then I guess we’re staying for dinner.”

    Courtney shrugged at the futile battle. “I guess so.”

    “I’ll get you a large tshirt to cover yourself with. Do you want me to wait outside?”

    “I’d rather you stay with me so we can talk.”

    “Got it.”

    Maritza went to the closet and grabbed a long white tshirt and handed it to her friend. Courtney put it down on the bed and started the undressing process.

    “This better work,” Courtney said, pulling her pants down to reveal her perfect calves and thighs. “I mean, at this point, I honestly doubt that this woman could fix a pulled hamstring. But if it kind of works, I’ll be happy.”

    “You have no idea.”

    “Seriously though,” Courtney said, pulling off her tshirt to expose her white bra. “I never thought you were the type to visit places like this. You always seemed like a no-bullshit type of girl.”

    “You’re right, I never fall for bullshit. But you’re about to see something new.”

    “That would be interesting.”

    Courtney reached back to unclasp her bra, showing off her borderline flat chest and pink nipples. She went after her panties next, showing off her dark blonde pubes which needed to be shaved soon.

    She stood naked and unafraid in front of her roommate.

    “By the way,” Maritza said. “You have the cutest pink nipples, ever. In the history of nipples, I think.”

    Courtney gave a mock ‘ha ha’ and said, “Very funny. I do like them, though. Sometimes I wonder what I’d look like with dark nipples like yours. Oh well. Maybe in another life.”

    She slipped on the white tshirt which was able to cover her crotch and allowed her nipples to poke through.

    “A few notes on the gameplan,” Maritza said in a more serious tone. “I’ve actually done this treatment before.”

    “Really? What did you need it for?”

    “I had that horrible flu last year, remember? It was close to final exams and I thought I was going to fail all my classes.”

    Courtney nodded. “Yeah, you were a real mess. I was afraid I was going to get it from you, too.”

    “Well, remember when I didn’t want to get you sick, so I spent the weekend someplace else.”

    “I’m assuming you came here.”

    “Yep,” Maritza replied. “The flu was gone in a matter of hours.”

    “If Dolores is that good, why doesn’t she have a line of people going down the block? I mean, she’d be incredibly rich.”

    “Some things are better left as secrets. There would be far too much notoriety, and she prefers a quiet life.”

    Courtney thought for a moment. “Damn it. I should have brought a gift or something. How rude of me. Do you think she’ll accept $20 bucks?”

    “She does it all for free. She does get something out of it, but she refuses to take money.”

    “What does she get for these services?”

    “Guess how old she is,” Maritza said.

    “Late 40’s. Maybe early 50’s.”

    “Nope.”

    “Mid 50’s?” Courtney guessed again.

    “Let’s just say that she’s a lot older than she looks. But she has the strength and stamina of an athlete. She can outlast us in any type of manual labor, any day of the week.”

    “I believe that. Her upper body looks strong and she has the handshake of a football player.”

    Maritza took a deep breath. “As I was saying; Dolores does get something out of this. That’s why it’s free. Remember when I came here for my severe flu? Dolores got some of my energy flow. That’s how she stays so youthful and strong for her age.”

    “Ohhhkay,” Courtney replied, exaggerating each syllable, as if her friend was starting to sound crazy.

    “This is where it gets… weird. And I’m telling you this as a heads up, so you won’t be shocked later. Dolores practices an ancient form of healing. It goes back hundreds of thousands of years, only of a few people can actually do it. People who are gifted. Some say she has spirits around her.”

    Courtney looked flabbergasted. “Now you’re creeping me out.”

    “It creeped me out, too. Then I got over it.”

    “How did she treat your flu? I remember how horrible you looked. Your nose was red and you were coughing all night.”

    Maritza gulped. “Well, there was an infection in my lungs. So I was asked to be topless. Cecilia was there to help. Dolores said a chant. It was a language I had never heard before. They rubbed crushed herbs and plants on my chest. And I mean, all over my chest. Their hands were all over my breasts. Then they sucked on my nipples to release the bad energy. It was like this spiritual, energy exchange.”

    “Mari, I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.”

    “It’s legal if you fully consent to it. A miracle was performed. You have to try it.”

    “What, getting my nipples sucked?” Courtney said flippantly. “I’ve had that done to me before, plenty of times.”

    Maritza rolled her eyes. “I’m doing this for you. You’re such a talented runner. If you can’t compete this weekend, then you’d really be fucked.”

    Just then, a voice called out in Spanish from the other side of the door. It was Cecelia, followed by a light knock.

    “What did she say?” Courtney asked.

    “It’s time. You’re lucky enough that Dolores has agreed to meet with you, let alone devising a plan to cure your ailments. I suggest you suck it up, be a big girl, and prepare to have the lower half of your body realigned. All of it.”

    Courtney felt her pussy twitch.

    ***

    When they exited the room, the house was filled with all sorts of different aromas. This time, not all of them were food. Courtney smelled a variety of different herbs which had been boiled or charred with flames. It reminded her of going to a herbal market in Chinatown.

    Cecelia guided them — with a friendly smile on her face — to the dining room where the aromas only grew stronger. There was a standard dining table with a long tablecloth laid across it.

    Everything pointed to it being a normal home in the area, but as Courtney’s eyes wandered around, she began to notice things. On different shelves and tables, there were stick figures made out of twigs. There were tablets made from clay. On the wall, there was a painting of an old man with a grizzled beard. Below that was a painting of three elderly hispanic women wearing rags. There were previously used candles placed to the side.

    Suddenly, Courtney had an eerie feeling about this, though she could tell that these were good-hearted people.

    Dolores returned to the dining room, this time without the apron, and she was holding a small bowl. Inside the bowl was a green mixture which looked like pesto, except it smelled pungent.

    The women spoke in Spanish for a brief exchange, then the bowl was placed on the table.

    “Dolores says to take off the tshirt,” Maritza said. “Then lay naked on the dining table, front down, ass up.”

    Courtney’s eyes surveyed the room again. The three other women were staring at her. This was serious business.

    “Well,” Courtney sighed, “our little secret. It’s not like anyone is ever going to know about this.”

    She pulled the tshirt away and stood butt naked in the dining room. She desperately wanted to use her hands to cover her tits and pussy, which was a natural reaction being naked in front of strangers, but she fought those urges. She had to be strong. She had to be bold in the presence of a powerful woman like Dolores.

    Cecelia took the tshirt, folded it neatly, and placed it on a chair.

    The women remained stoic, like they had seen this all before. Dolores was stone faced and looked like she was ready to work.

    It was awkward for Courtney to climb on the table to lay on. It was her first time ever doing that and she was mindful not to expose any of her holes by accident. The table was strong and thankfully the cloth was comfortable to lay on.

    The ladies of the room helped her get into the right position. It was unusual being touched on her naked sides, but at least everyone seemed professional about this. Courtney also felt a sense of relief now that her tits and pussy were pressed against the table, but her ass was still showing though. She laid her face on the side.

    Words were spoken in Spanish.

    “Dolores will begin,” Maritza said. “Please relax.”

    “I’m as relaxed as can be.”

    It began right away. Courtney felt Dolores’s strong hands rubbing her thighs. It was straight to business. The hands were rough and dug deep into her flesh. Courtney tried not to yelp when her pulled hamstring was being dug into by the strong fingers. And the fingers dug deep.

    The hands of Dolores moved around, up and down the thighs. All the way up to Courtney’s ass, which neither of the roommates expected. The ass was being kneaded like dough, and honestly, it felt good despite how embarrassing it must have looked with her butt being squished, pushed and pulled in different directions.

    Dolores then used her hands to smack the back of Courtney’s thighs. It went from smacking, to squeezing, to smacking again. Then the handwork focused on the intended target; the pulled hamstring.

    Courtney yelped loudly, then clenched her teeth when the fingers dug deeply into her flesh and muscles.

    The green, plant based mixture was applied to Courtney’s pulled hamstring and she wanted to cry. It felt like fire. Like it was burning. Maybe it was, in her opinion. She might have literally been on fire, in her view, since she couldn’t see what was going on.

    The painful feeling quickly went away and the mixture felt like ice on her skin. It felt chill.

    Dolores moved her hands upwards, kneading Courtney’s ass like dough again, which felt amazing. Courtney thought about who she could ask for a future ass-massage. It would be a new item in her sexual repertoire.

    The hands then massaged her lower back, everywhere at first, then focusing on where the pinched nerve had been. How did Delores know where it was? Courtney wondered.

    Thumbs pressed deeply into that old injury, then down to the ass, then words were spoken in Spanish.

    Courtney’s eyes closed. She nearly dozed off, it was so relaxing. Not even the Spanish conversation could disturb her soon-to-be nap. It was really the best kind of massage– free of cost and from a woman with iron, yet feminine hands.

    “Ummm… Courtney?” Maritza said hesitantly.

    Courtney opened one eye. “Yes, Maritza?”

    “Don’t flinch, okay? Don’t be surprised either. Just relax the best you can.”

    “Why?”

    “Dolores is going to put her finger inside of your butt.”

    Courtney opened both eyes widely. “How come?”

    “She can reach closer to your nerve endings that way. Plus she wants to loosen some of your sexual energy. Think of this as getting a Brazilian wax, except the treatment is in your rectum.”

    Courtney was about ready to stand up to get dressed and leave. But before she could clench her butthole shut, a coated finger slipped inside of her little hole.

    The fact was, Courtney’s asshole and her anal clenching abilities were no match for Dolores’s sturdy finger, which dug in deeply with a fresh coating of the herbal mixture.

    It felt like a burning sensation. Courtney was wide-eyed as her asshole was on fire. The finger dug deep and searched around, touching as many nerve endings as possible, as well as incidentally finding pleasure spots as well.

    The finger pulled out and Courtney was left with a burning rectum and anus.

    But as quickly as the pain came, the pain left, and suddenly it felt chill and soothing. It was unlike anything Courtney had ever felt before, in her asshole or the rest of her body. It felt good. Too good. If the fingers had stayed in her ass a while longer and continued to probe around with that mixture, she may very well have had an orgasm. She probably would have accidentally cum in front of everyone.

    What an embarrassing nightmare that would have been, she thought.

    Her toes were curled and she was glad the feeling of pleasure was going away. She refused to cum in front of these women, especially Dolores. That’s no way for a guest to behave.

    There was a slap on her butt and more Spanish was spoken.

    “Turn around,” Maritza said. “It’s time to lay on your back, with your front upwards.”

    Courtney turned her head to look at her friend. “But that means…”

    “I know. I know. The front of your naked body will be showing. Does your hamstring feel better?”

    Courtney thought for a moment, then flexed her muscles.

    “Actually, it kind of does,” Courtney admitted, astonished by the result.

    “Then trust these women. Dolores knows what she’s doing and she wants you frontside up. They’ve seen it all before. Think of this as a doctor’s appointment, except there are three of us staring at you.”

    “How reassuring.”

    Courtney flipped over. She knew her pink nipples were hard. She also knew her pussy was kind of wet from everything that had been done to her asshole. She was certain that her pubic hairs could cover everything up though.

    To avoid any awkwardness, she kept her eyes forward, focusing her attention on the ceiling. She couldn’t bring herself to make eye contact with the women, not in this state.

    Words were spoken in Spanish.

    Maritza translated, “Firstly, Dolores says that it’s her first time seeing nipples so pink. She’s never seen anything like it before. And no, she doesn’t watch movies. So this is literally Dolores’s first time seeing pink nipples on a white chick. She thinks they’re really pretty.”

    “Thanks, I guess,” Courtney blushed, as Dolores gave each nipple a soft pinch.

    “The second thing is,” Maritza continued, “they’ll need access to your… do you want me to talk like a doctor, or as your friend?”

    “Talk to me as a friend. Let’s cut the bullshit and get to work.”

    Maritza gave it straight, “They’ll need to access your vag. Cecelia will give you a quick shave. No more pubes for you. Then Dolores will put her fingers inside of your pussy.”

    “Oh goodness.”

    “Hey, how does your hamstring feel? And your asshole… I mean… your lower back.”

    Courtney thought for a moment. “Come to think of it, I’m flexing my left hamstring and the pain is only a fraction of what it was. As for my asshole, it’s too early to tell, but my lower back feels really nice. I’m in the mood to run hill sprints.”

    “Exactly. It’s working.”

    Cecelia left and returned with a tray which had a bowl of water, shaving cream, small towels, and a razor.

    This would be Courtney’s first time (and hopefully last time) letting someone shave her pussy. It seemed scary and daunting, especially since she had a prominent clitoris. But she reminded himself that these women were professionals, at whatever this was.

    Cecilia was a pro. She was straight-faced as she pushed Courtney’s legs apart. No one made a comment or facial expression upon seeing the wet opening of Courtney’s pussy.

    Shaving cream was applied and the razor blade made contact. It was scary, but Courtney remained relaxed as the blade moved across her pubic area, taking away her hairs with each stroke. Stroke after stroke came with slow and expert precision.

    Cecelia said something in Spanish, ‘completo.’ Then she stood up straight and admired her handiwork. She used her bare hand to wipe away the excess cream from the crotch, then she finished by using wet towels to ensure that all traces of the shaving cream were gone.

    When Courtney looked down at herself, her pussy looked brand new and hairless. The three women standing over her seemed to be admiring her pinkess (and possibly her wetness too).

    Dolores made the first move, putting the palm of her hand against Courtney’s pussy. Dolores mumbled to herself in a strange language with her eyes closed.

    “What’s this about?” Courtney asked, naturally curious about these proceedings.

    Maritza answered, “She’s finding your energy spots. This is where the magic… I mean… this is where the technique happens.”

    “Okay, I can deal with that.”

    Dolores mumbled more words to herself. It seemed vague. Then it seemed like a chant, with the palm of her hand remaining firm against the pussy.

    The chant became louder. Then louder. Dolores brought both hands to the spread and bare pussy, then pressed the tips of each index finger against the labia. The fingers moved alongside the opening in a stroking manner. It started at the top, from the hood of the clit, downwards.

    Coincidentally (or not), this was the exact way that Courtney liked to be touched. This was her masturbation technique for all these years. Only now, it wasn’t such a secret anymore. She was blatantly being masturbated for everyone to see. Strangely, it sent a chilling feeling throughout her body, like a jolt of power.

    Dolores said something to the group, while still moving her fingers up and down the labia in the most loving way possible. These movements alone put Courtney on the path to having an orgasm on the table.

    “It’s going to get more intense,” Maritza said. “Her finger is going inside.”

    “With the green stuff?” Courtney asked, while her labia was still being stimulated.

    “Yeah, I’m sure it’ll sting.”

    “Bring it on.”

    At this point, with this ‘vaginal massage’ still going on, Courtney would allow anything. The fact was, Dolores had magical fingers and it all felt so nice.

    Sadly, those fingers left Courtney’s labia for a moment. An index finger was dipped into the mixture. Then Dolores pushed her finger inside of the wet pussy.

    “Ohh!” Courtney flinched when her vagina had been swiftly penetrated by the finger.

    The finger was shoved all the way inside, as far as it could go. Courtney looked down to see Dolores with a straight-face, like a doctor performing a critical procedure.

    In yet another coincidence (or not), the finger went straight to Courtney’s elusive g-spot. There was no need to search for it. There was no feeling out process. It was a direct hit.

    “Oh god,” Courtney yelped.

    The green stuff was making her pussy burn as Dolores’s finger kept on stimulating her favorite spot. She kept reminding herself that although the pain was building, it would soon go away, and it would feel so, so good afterwards.

    As the pain grew, Courtney squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her fists. She didn’t want to appear weak. She refused to scream as her pussy burned.

    ‘Buena nina,’ Dolores said, digging her finger all the way in.

    The pain slowly faded and Courtney was proud of herself for making it through. But then she had a new problem.

    Whatever was inside her pussy was starting to stimulate her nerves. The same feeling was still inside of her asshole, stimulating her nerves there too. To top it all off, Dolores’s finger was going even faster, assaulting that ultra-sensitive g-spot without mercy.

    “Mari, I need you to tell her something for me,” Courtney said, gripping the sides of the table. “Tell her that I’m going to… I’m going to… you know what I mean…”

    Ever the good friend, Maritza quickly spoke in Spanish and Dolores replied right away, while still being relentless with her finger. In fact, Dolores tried pushing even deeper.

    “This is on purpose,” Maritza said. “She wants you to cum. It’s part of the process.”

    Courtney’s eyes widened, looking at her friend. “What?”

    “Maybe I should have told you,” Maritza said, holding onto Courtney’s hand like this was the last time they’d ever see each other. “When I did this treatment last year, I came too. Sexual energy is part of life and healing.”

    “I didn’t… Ohhh!!!”

    Courtney looked like a woman possessed from the intense pleasure inside of her pussy. Her eyes shot wide open. Her toes curled into circles. Her hands clenched onto the table.

    Each of the three women did their part.

    Cecelia stood on the left to secure Courtney’s shoulder.

    Maritza did the same thing on the other side.

    Dolores had the most work to do, slipping in her middle finger, so that two fingers were fucking Courtney’s pussy. To add yet another layer of pleasure, Dolores bent down and put her lips on the clitoris. She gave it hard sucks. She stroked it with her tongue. She pressed her lips on it and sucked, all while her fingers continued the fondling of the g-spot.

    “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Courtney cried out.

    Courtney exploded in Dolores’s mouth, shaking and writhing from it, screaming her pleasure. She had never cum so powerfully. It was something much deeper than she had ever felt before in her entire life. This was primal.

    Her sobs of pleasure filled the room. It calmed down eventually, though Dolores remained relentless. When Courtney nearly passed out, having made a mess in Dolores’s mouth and table, the actions stopped.

    It took a while before Courtney could open her eyes. When she did, she saw Dolores standing over here with wet lips.

    Dolores kept on repeating, ‘Buena nina. Buena nina,’ while running her fingers through Courtney’s blonde hair. Then she said something else in Spanish.

    “Can she suck your nipples?” Maritza asked. “Cecelia wants to taste also. You’re free to decline. This is purely optional and outside of the treatment. It’s just that you’re the first white woman on this table and they find your pink nipples intriguing.”

    Courtney cracked a small smile. “Sure, tell them to go ahead.”

    The mouths descended on her nipples. It felt nice having them sucked by two women at the same time. It was never on her bucket list, but she was glad it was happening.

    Come to think of it, her body hadn’t felt this good in a very long time.

    They allowed her to lay on the table and recover while Dolores and Cecelia went to the kitchen and brought the food. Unlike the green paste, the food smelled divine. The aromas woke her up and she suddenly felt famished, especially from that earth-shattering orgasm.

    When the plates were set up, the women helped Courtney off the table. No one handed her the tshirt back. Courtney knew they preferred her like this, so she sat at the dining table, butt naked.

    Most strangely of all, Dolores remained straight-faced and she didn’t bother to wash her hands either. Dolores dipped her Courtney-laced-fingers into her bowl of warm soup, then she picked up a piece of chicken with those same fingers and ate.

    The food was delicious and the roommates couldn’t stop making secret faces to each other, wondering if this was reality.

    ***

    It was the morning of the track meet and Courtney was making final preparations in the locker room. Her blonde hair was in a tight ponytail. She had already worn her sports bra and running top.

    The rest of the team had already gone outside to track to warm up, stretch, and prepare for the event.

    Meanwhile, Courtney was bottomless in the locker room, bending down so that she could grind her pussy against Maritza’s face, who was laying flat across the sitting bench between the lockers.

    Courtney looked down at her roommate’s smothered face. The magical green potion was all over Maritza’s lips and chin during this pussy eating session, or ‘natural healing’ as this was supposed be called. But still, Courtney liked the idea that they had been eating each other’s pussy as opposed to simply healing each other. It seemed more romantic and erotic that way.

    “I’m close,” Courtney moaned, “Work your lips. They’re waiting for me. God forbid someone comes in here and catches us.”

    “Mmm Hmm…” Maritza muffled from the bottom, then pulled her mouth away. “It was your idea to do this in here.”

    Courtney moaned again. “What can I say? I needed a last minute tune-up before the race.”

    Maritza’s sundress was open on top, exposing those dark nipples, and she was pantiless with her legs spread, revealing her wet pussy. Courtney, of course, was getting a real eyeful as this was going on. It made her more aroused to look at those dark nipples and dark labia of her roommate.

    “I might as well have a taste,” Courtney said, giving in to her temptations at the last minute. “It might help speed things up.”

    There was a small container which had the green paste inside, sitting on the same bench they were on. Courtney took a fingerful and applied it inside Maritza’s pussy like it was food stuffing.

    Courtney bent over, being extremely careful not to press too much weight onto Maritza, since the wooden bench was uncomfortable enough already. Together they formed a roommate-sixty-nine. It was the best kind, really. They got to support each other academically, with sports, and now with their physical health and pleasure.

    Luckily the herbs were edible and reasonably tasting, so that when they darted their tongues into each other’s pussy and sucked, it was actually kind of delicious when it was all mixed together.

    Maritza pulled her lips away, struggling to speak from the bottom. “Fuck, you’re a natural. Can we finish at the same time? I’m kind of close.”

    “Anything for your pussy,” Courtney replied in between licks.

    They continued with the techniques they’d learned in Daly City, expertly mimicking what Dolores had taught them about this. Each suck and lick they gave each other was specifically designed for their individual energy systems. It was sexual healing at its finest.

    In a week, they’d have to return for another batch of whatever was in the mixture… however it was made…

    Courtney reached orgasm first. Then Maritza nearly a minute later.

    They licked each other clean and swallowed the excess fluids that leaked, which was part of the energy exchange for this, but they made sure to leave a healthy chunk of the mixture still inside each other’s pussy.

    Courtney stood up, did a stretch, and breathed deeply. She was a new woman. The campus medical team had been in total disbelief that the hamstring had healed so fast. She put on her panties while watching Maritza sit up to tuck her tits away, looking like a typical college student.

    “You’ll do amazing,” Maritza smiled. “And with all those extra massages and energy treatments I’ve given you, you better win the title.”

    Courtney smiled, “I know I—”

    She stopped in her tracks and froze when the locker room door opened and a pair of footsteps marched their way.

    Coach Deverns had found them, then it was the coach’s turn to freeze, seeing these two embarrassed college students hastily pulling their clothes together.

    “I’ll be right out,” Courtney blushed, having just finished putting on her shorts.

    Coach Deverns gulped. “Well, I was wondering where you were. This locker room is for athletes only. That’s school policy.”

    The coach was being as civil as possible in this delicate situation, referring to the humiliated Maritza, who had just finished putting on her panties.

    “She’s my girlfriend,” Courtney fibbed. “She has every right to be in here with me.”

    Maritza silently nodded.

    “Your girlfriend?” Coach Deverns asked.

    Courtney gave a wry smile. “Yep. You see this green mixture? She helps me use it. How else do you think I recovered so fast?”

    “That makes sense,” the coach said skeptically.

    “We’ll be right out.”

    To get rid of the dumbfounded coach, Courtney bent forward to give Maritza a wet kiss on the lips, incidentally swapping their orgasmic pussy fluids.

    Coach Deverns got the hint and left. The roommates enjoyed the kiss and they couldn’t help but lick their lips and giggle.

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