Chapter 5
"Poor baby." Martha said safety. "You poor baby. He treated you badly. Every woman he gets out mere comes back black and blue all over."
Glenda didn't know where she was at. She opened her eyes to Martha's soft voice. She tried hard to remember, but she could only remember those last few minutes in the barn and the wet feeling of having Hank's cum in her face.
"Poor baby." Martha said again.
Glenda felt Martha's hand touching her bare thigh and she pulled quickly away. Glenda started to remember. Somehow she'd gotten back to her own bed.
"He's such an animal." Martha said. "He treats people so badly. I told Nick not to send you out there. Someday Hank's going to kill a woman with that awful pole of his."
Martha touched Glenda's bare thigh again and Glenda realized that Martha was rubbing some warm, sweet smelling liquid on Glenda's thighs. In a moment the soreness left Glenda's legs. Still, she felt a little shy about being so exposed in front of the older woman.
She remembered, now. how she had somehow made her way back up to her room after Hank had finished with her.
She remembered taking a long, hot shower and then falling into her bed dressed in nothing but a short shift. Now that shift had ridden high up over her thighs as Martha touched her. "Did he hurt you bad?" Martha asked.
Glenda shut her eyes and shivered. She couldn't tell Martha the truth. She couldn't say that she hadn't really been hurt at all. except at first. She'd enjoyed what he did to her. She had loved his big prick. Even now she could see his monstrous, throbbing weapon spraying her face with thick cum. Even now she could almost taste the jism that had touched her lips. "No," Glenda said. "He didn't hurt me very bad. Not really!"
"That animal." Martha said. "He should be put away somewhere so that he couldn't hurt anyone. He only thinks with that big cock of his."
Glenda could sense an excitement in Martha that she couldn't understand. "He didn't hurt me." Glenda said.
Martha's soft fingers rubbed the soothing liquid a little higher on Glenda's thighs, almost going underneath her shift. Martha's hands made Glenda nervous but they felt good and Glenda didn't want her to stop. "What did he do to you?" Martha asked.
Glenda didn't like the question. She also didn't like the way Martha was staring at her.
Martha's eyes were only half-open and her large breasts heaved with emotion. Her lips were slightly parted and her face was flushed. "What did he do to you?" Martha asked again. "I don't want to talk about it." Glenda said. "I think you should go away now."
Glenda turned her face away because it was making her feel funny to look at Martha. She found that her eyes kept wandering back to the woman's large breasts. Martha wore a loose-fitting blouse that was opened down the front halfway. Glenda could see the black of Martha's bra and the tops of her creamy mounds.
Glenda didn't want to look because it made her remember things. She'd heard stories at school about what some of the girls would do together, and she'd always known that there were funny women in the world. Her father had often warned her to look out for women as well as men.
Could Martha be that kind?
Glenda felt her heart begin to pound as she turned her face back to Martha again.
The widow may have been twice as old as Glenda but there was still a lot of youth in her face and eyes. And Glenda knew she'd have a body that would be appreciated by men. Glenda knew men went for the type with the big breasts and the long hair. Glenda knew because the men went for her. "It might make you feel better to talk to me," Martha told her.
There was kindness in Martha's voice, but there was something else in her eyes. She was looking at Glenda the same way Nick and Hank had looked at her. The way any man might look at her.
"I don't want to talk about it" Glenda said.
"Come on. pretty one." Martha said. "Tell it to Martha. Tell her everything. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Tell Martha and you'll feel much better."
Martha's fingers touched higher on Glenda's thighs and Glenda knew her fingers came just inches from her pubic hairs. Another few inches and Martha would be touching her. Glenda couldn't believe it. Hadn't Nick said things about sucking and rucking Martha? A woman couldn't be that way and like men. Or could she? "You'd better leave." Glenda said.
Martha didn't answer but there was something hypnotic in Martha's face and in the soft touch of her fingers. Glenda wasn't sure she like the warmth that was spreading through her body. "You tell me." she said. "Tell me what happened?"
"What do you want to hear?" Glenda asked angrily. "Do you want to hear that he did things to me. Well he did. Is this how you get your kicks? Listening to little girls' confessions." Martha never changed her expression but her fingers suddenly tightened in a steely grip. Glenda winced in pain. "Don't get snotty." Martha said. "I want to know everything. Everything."
Glenda blushed a bright red. She didn't want the conversation to go on and yet Martha's fingers were digging into her flesh and really hurting. Martha had a lot of strength in her hand. Glenda couldn't help it. The words started to tumble out like she was really confessing. Each time she spoke Martha's grip lessened.
"He put his thing into me." Glenda said. "He put his cock into me and he rucked me. He rucked me again and again and he kept saying things to me and playing with me."
"And did you come?" Martha asked. "Yes." Glenda said. "I came twice."
"Jesus." Martha said softly. "Nick said you were a hot one. but I didn't think you could get his thing into your box and like it. My God!"
This time Martha's fingers went beneath her shift and touched her pussy. Glenda cried out softly as she felt Martha's fingers stroking her. "Don't do that," Glenda said. "Please don't do that to me. I don't think I can stand it."
"Now you just relax, honey." Martha said soothingly. "Now Nick told me to make you feel better and I do everything Nick tells me to do. Everything." Martha slipped one of her gentle fingers into Glenda's pussy. "Besides, this will make you feel really good!"
"Oh my God." Glenda said softly, as she felt Martha's fingers moving in and out of her cunt.
She couldn't believe it was happening. She was actually getting played with by another woman. She tried to make herself feel disgusted but instead she only felt warmth. Martha was so gentle and her face was so kind. "Oh. stop that." Glenda said, but she was weak and she couldn't make Martha stop. Martha slipped another finger into Glenda's cunt and Glenda's soreness seemed to leave her. "This is magic stuff." Martha said. "Oil from the East. It'll make you feel good in a few minutes."
Glenda turned her face to the wall but she couldn't escape the fingers that probed her. Those hot. oily fingers that touched the inside of her cunt all over. "Pull off your shift." Martha said. "I want to take a good look at those beautiful knockers."
She felt numb as Martha helped her strip off her flimsy shift. She shivered as she felt Martha's eyes ogling her naked body. Again it was like having a man look at her. Martha sighed softly. "You're pretty." Martha said. "Now you just relax and close your eyes. Let Martha do the work and make you feel better. Let Martha do it all." Glenda leaned her head back and closed her eyes. AH her strength seemed to go out of her. She was starting to relax. Martha had such good hands. She sighed as she felt one of Martha's oily hands touching her tit.
"My pretty thing." Martha said. "So soft and quivering. Such pretty titties. I know the men love to suck on them. Don't they love to suck on them?"
"Yes." Glenda whispered.
"They're not as big as mine but they will be someday." Martha said. "And they're so pretty and your nipples grow so hard and ready. They almost look like hard little cherries. I love cherries. I think I'll see if they taste like cherries."
Glenda groaned softly as. for the first time, another woman's mouth touched her flesh. Martha was gentle with her Lips and tongue and Glenda felt her titties getting soft little kisses over both of them. She tried to push Martha away. Her feeble pushing got weaker until she wasn't trying any more. Instead she found her hands tangled in Martha's thick blonde hair and she was pulling instead of tugging. She heard Martha's low laugh as the woman's full ripe lips encircled one of Glenda's hard nipples. "Ummmm." Martha said softly. "They do taste like cherries. Like sweet cherries."
Martha opened her mouth a little wider and she gobbled up more of Glenda's sweet flesh. "Oooooh." Glenda moaned.
Martha grinned to herself because she knew that Nick was really getting a show. She liked sucking the young girl although she often told Nick that she didn't like it. and that seducing the young girls was just something she did to please him.
She didn't know if he believed that story or not. Right now she didn't care. She knew that by enjoying herself that Nick would get the show he wanted.
Right now he would be standing behind the two way mirror that was in front of Glenda's dresser. He would have a wicked grin on his face and he would be rubbing his cock. He often told her that it was a hell of a lot better than going to the porno movies.
"I love um." Martha said. "I love your sweet tasting nipples. I love to suck them."
"You should stop." Glenda said. "This isn't right!"
"Honey. I've just started." Martha said, giggling. "I'm going to show you a real party. I'm going to show you lots of things that feel good!"
"Oh no. please don't." Glenda wailed.
Martha stopped sucking on Glenda's sweet tasting tits and she moved away from the bed.
Glenda thought Martha had really stopped until she turned her head. She felt her body get shivery all over as she saw what Martha was doing.
The woman had unbuttoned her blouse and now she was stripping it offher shoulders. Glenda wanted to turn her head again but she couldn't take her eyes offMartha's big tits. Lots of creamy flesh was spilling out the top of Martha's bra. The two mounds bounced like two puppies fighting to get free.
"No." Glenda whispered.
"You'll like them, sugar." Martha said. "All the fellows like them and a few girls. They all say my tits taste good. Wouldn't you like to try?"
"No." Glenda said.
"You're going to. sugar." Martha said.
Martha reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. The filmy black bra fell away and her huge tits jumped out at Glenda. Glenda blinked as she stared at the twin peaks. In clothes. Martha's tits had looked big. but free they looked like two huge mountains.
As Glenda watched. Martha put her hands underneath her titties and lifted them. There was a wicked little smile on Martha's face as she pointed her big nipples at Glenda. "Getting hungry." Martha said. "Don't you want to taste them? Just a Utile bit?"
"I want you to leave." Glenda said. "I want you to get out of my room." Martha was smiling as she walked across the room and kneeled by the bed.
"You're going to like them." Martha said. "You're going to love your first taste of titty."
"I won't kiss you." Glenda said firmly. "You will." Martha promised her. "You're going to kiss my titties and you're going to like it."
Glenda felt a sickness in the pit of her stomach. She suddenly knew that. Martha was capable of doing what she said. And Glenda was afraid. She didn't want to kiss Martha's flesh but it wasn't physical fear. She was afraid she would enjoy it and she didn't know if she could live with herself after that. A woman wasn't supposed to enjoy kissing another woman. "Oh God." Glenda whispered. "Don't make me do it. Martha. Please don't make me."
But Martha wasn't listening. She peeled off her tight pants and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her pubic hair was blonde and thick and cut in the shape of a heart.
"Nick likes it." Martha said, with a grin. "He says he likes to fuck my heart. Men are so strange sometimes, but I couldn't do without a cock every now and men."
Martha pressed close and Glenda could smell her hot. scented bream. She could also feel Martha's heavy tits pressed against her body.
Glenda moved away quickly. She could feel her heart pounding as if she was about to have a heart attack. She moved farther away but Martha followed.
"No." Glenda cried, and she tried to get out of bed. Martha grabbed her and pulled her back. With one hard push Martha had Glenda on her back.
Suddenly Martha's mouth was pressed against Glenda's and her tongue was probing. Glenda felt disgusted, at first. She tried to move her face away.
Martha's lips were gentle but insistent and finally Glenda had to open her mouth. She felt Martha's tongue touching hers, and then wiggling around the inside of her mouth.
Finally Martha lifted her head.
"Now don't you be so nervous." Martha said. "We're only going to play a little. It isn't going to hurt a bit."
Martha's hands moved over Glenda's body, pressing and exploring. Glenda thought she couldn't be humiliated any more than she'd already been, but she was wrong. This was far worse. Martha was a woman and she knew the spots to touch another woman to arouse her quickly. Her fingertips seemed to cause a shivery fire everywhere she touched. "Are you feeling a little better?" Martha asked, giggling. "Oh please stop." Glenda said.
Martha didn't stop. She did as she'd promised a few moments earlier. She raised herself up so that one of her large rosy nipples dangled just inches above Glenda's lips.
"Kiss it a little," Martha said.
"No."
Martha grabbed Glenda by a thick handful of hair and jerked Glenda's head back.
"You're going to kiss it. you little cunt." Martha said, "and you're going to do a good job. You're going to make me feel good or I'm going to hurt you bad. Now kiss my tit!" Glenda winced in pain as Martha's fingers tightened to prove her point.
Glenda had no choice. She had to lift her head and touch her lips to the rosy nipple. She felt it coming alive under the touch of her lips, and she was afraid she was going to be sick. "Bitch." Martha said angrily. "That's not good enough. I want you to sick it. Suck it hard. Suck it like the sweet Utile cunt you are!"
Martha pushed her nipple into Glenda's mouth and moved around until Glenda was forced to take more of Martha's tit flesh between her lips. Glenda sucked until she was afraid she was going to die of suffocation. "Ummm." Martha said softly. "That's right. That's much better. Now use your tongue on me. That's fine. Ah. that feels so fucking nice."
Glenda felt Martha's hands at her own titties, and once again she felt her nipples grow hard at Martha's touch. Martha knew how to touch so that she responded quickly.
Glenda had her eyes closed but she couldn't deny that she was beginning to enjoy the taste of Martha. This had to be how a man felt when he was able to get his lips on a woman's tits.
"Oh God." Martha said. "That's nice. You're getting into it now. Just keep using your tongue like that. Ah God. you sweet sucking bitch!"
Even Martha's dirty language seemed to make Glenda hotter. She didn't fight when Martha pulled her nipple from Glenda's mouth and then pushed her other fleshy tit into Glenda's face. Quickly Glenda opened her mouth and sucked in the hot flesh almost as deep as she could.
As before, she began to use her tongue. She rubbed her tongue across the throbbing nipple and felt Martha respond by squeezing her titties. "Oh baby." Martha groaned. "This is nice but I've got to do something else. I'm so hot for you. I want to taste your hot pussy!" For the second time in a few minutes Glenda felt her blood run cold.
She couldn't allow Martha to kiss her there. Not like Nick had kissed her. She couldn't allow that. She tried to pull at Martha's hair but her protest did no good.
"Don't be shy. baby." Martha whispered, "this is going to be fantastic!"
Martha kissed Glenda on the mouth and men her full lips went down Glenda's body. Glenda felt Martha's hot wet tongue licking at her nipples and then tracing a wet path down her quivering belly. "Oh. you can't." Glenda said, but she didn't try very hard to keep her legs together.
She felt Martha's tongue at the top of her thighs and she groaned. Slowly her legs spread apart and Martha's wet tongue went up to her pubic nest. Martha licked the wet juices away from Glenda's pussy and then Martha's tongue parted the rosy petals of Glenda's cunt and slipped inside. "Oh God." Glenda moaned.
Martha licked almost frantically at the inside of Glenda's cunt. In moments Glenda could feel a fiery warmth spreading through her body and she could feel that familiar ache in the pit of her stomach. Glenda spread her legs even wider and she grabbed the back of Martha's head. Her fingers tangled in Martha's thick blonde hair as she urged her closer. "Yes." Glenda moaned. "Do that. Oh. it feels so good!"
Martha's mouth made loud slurping noises as she began sucking hard on Glenda's pussy. It drove Glenda out of her mind. Her body began rocking back and forth. She began lifting her hips so that Martha's face was pressed even farther into her pussy. That hot probing tongue nearly drove Glenda wild. She loved it and yet she almost tried to escape from it. She opened her legs and her fingers gripped Martha's head tighter. God. it was fantastic. She'd never felt this way before. It was like every part of her body was completely out of control. She was ashamed of herself and really ashamed of the words that were torn from her throat.
"Eat me please." Glenda cried. "Eat my pussy. I'm so hot down there. I itch. Eat my pussy good. Eat my fucking pussy. I'm so fucking hot!"
Martha raised her face and Glenda heard her mocking laugh.
"You like it." Martha said. "I told you that you would. You like for me to eat your pussy. You've got a hot box. Glenda. You'll always have. Don't try to control it. Just enjoy yourself. It'll happen anyway!"
"Yes." Glenda admitted. "I've got a hot box. I know that now. Please keep eating me. I love your tongue in my hot pussy. I need it!"
Martha laughed again and her face went once more between Glenda's creamy thighs. Martha's hot tongue licked the inside of Glenda's cunt and sucked up her juices.
Martha's tongue searched until it touched Glenda's clit. Glenda shivered as she felt the soft caress over her sensitive bud.
"Oh." Glenda moaned. "What are you doing?"
"I'm sucking your clit." Martha said. "You're going to love it. I really know how to suck!" Martha's hot. sucking lips drew Glenda's clit between them.
"Ooooh Jesus." Glenda wailed softly. "I'm getting so hot."
Glenda tensed as she felt the first shuddering spasm go through her body.
"You're making me come." Glenda said. "You're making me come. Oh God. Your tongue feels so good. It feels good. Oh God. I'm coming. COMINGGGGG!" Glenda expected Martha to pull away but instead she pressed even closer. Glenda heard the sounds of Martha swallowing her juices and it turned her on even more. "Oh Martha," Glenda said softly. "That did feel good. It did!"
Martha continued to suck at Glenda until the shivering in Glenda's body had stopped. Glenda did feel good. What had happened had been wrong but it left her feeling relaxed. Martha finally lifted her face from between Glenda's open thighs. She had a grin on her face as she licked some of Glenda's juices away from her lips. "You liked that." Martha said. "I could tell you did. You really went crazy."
"Yes." Glenda admitted. "I liked. I admit I liked it. What more do you want from me? Go away and leave me alone. Just go away."
"Not yet." Martha said. "I can't go away just yet. First you have to do a little something for me."
"What do you mean?" Glenda asked.
"Now you're going to be nice to me. honey." Martha said. "Now you're going to be just as nice to me as I was to you. You wouldn't want me to go away feeling itchy', would you? You have to return the favor. For a moment Glenda didn't know what Martha was talking about. Then it dawned on her and she felt sick inside. Martha was still grinning and Glenda had the sudden impulse to slap the grin away. "No." Glenda said. "I couldn't do that. You can't make me do that. It's disgusting."
"It wasn't disgusting when I was eating you." Martha said. "So don't sound so shocked now. You're going to like this. I promise you."