Chapter 6
"Wasn't that an awful, wicked thing we did?" Katie asked a few minutes after the three of them had slipped apart. "People aren't supposed to do things like that, are they? I mean . . . three people at a time."
"Only when they can't get four or more to join the fun," Tess said, stretching her arms up over her head, so the firm apples of her breasts stood up straight and perky.
"Tess is a firm believer in participatory democracy," Ricky said, splashing brandy into a snifter from a decanter on the sideboard.
"If that's a fancy phrase for a gang-bang, ah sure am, honey," Tess said.
Katie's eyes were like saucers. "Do you mean whole groups of people, all kinds of folks get together and . . . and make love?"
"They get together and fuck," Tess said. "A group-grope is as American as apple pie."
"But..." Katie swallowed convulsively a couple of times, "but I don't understand how they do it. There are only so many openings, and so many things you can put in them ... Oh golly, I don't know what I'm talking about! I don't even know what I'm trying to say."
Ricky sniffed at the brandy before taking a sip. "With a little imagination, my dear, a person can devise an infinite variety of positions, combinations and methods."
Katie gazed at him in awe. "Gee, Ricky, you seem so much older than you are ... so experienced and mature, you know?"
"He is older," Tess said, taking hold of Ricky's wrists and tilting the glass to sip at his drink. "He's as old as his father, the devil."
"And everything I know I learned from women like you," Ricky said.
"But not from me," Tess said. "Katie, ah was an innocent housewife ... a faithful, innocent housewife when this old roué in boy's skin came along and seduced me into various and sundry indiscretions and misdemeanors."
Ricky laughed as he dipped his fingers in the brandy and then rubbed them on Tess's big nipples. Bending his head, he licked the potent liquor off the soft, puffy peaks.
"Hey, groovy!" Tess said. "Do you like brandy, Katie?"
"I, I don't know. We never have it at home. Pop is still pretty much of a beer-in-front-of-the-television man, even if he is the mayor."
"Well, there's no time like the present to find out," Ricky said, crossing to get the decanter and bring it back. Sitting down on one side of Tess, he poured the snifter over half full, set the bottle down and tilted the glass against Tess's left breast. "Here you go, doll. Have a taste."
"Hey, that stings!" the doctor's wife protested.
"Lick it off, Katie!" Ricky ordered. "That's the best way to drink brandy there is."
Katie hesitated. "You mean you want me to suck it off . . . off her titty?"
"You got it! You're really very intelligent," Ricky said sarcastically, grabbing her hair and drawing her face down against Tess' breast. "There you go! Have at it!"
The girl's tongue slithered out and lapped up some drops of brandy. She made a little face, choked slightly as she swallowed and closed her mouth over the dripping nipple.
"Ahhhhh!" Tess said, putting a hand to the back of the girl's head to hold her there.
"Do you like that?" Ricky asked, kissing his way down to the small of Katie's back. "Do you dig sucking titty, chick?"
Katie had closed her eyes while she sucked, but she opened them long enough to smile at Ricky.
"What a sweet child. What a darlin' little dumpling of a girl," Tess said, running her hands over Katie's plump body. "I'm so glad you brought her along, Ricky."
"I thought you'd dig the troilistic bit," Ricky said, anointing her other breast with brandy and licking at it himself.
"Ah, how nice," Tess crooned. "Two babies nursing at their mama's titties. Ah feel like ah just had twins."
Ricky pulled his head away, annoyed at the connotation of her words.
Katie nuzzled closer. "This is kind of fun," she admitted around the mouthful of pliant flesh.
"Ricky thinks so too," Tess said, her hand reaching for his penis. "You're gettin' an erection, honey. Ah heard too many hard-ons a day is bad for a growin' boy."
"Old wives' tale," Ricky muttered, resuming his sucking at the brandied breast after deciding there was no point making a fuss since Tess hadn't intentionally offended him.
"Young wives' tale," Tess said. "That's an original, Tess Evars saying. Ah nevah see you with a hard-on but what ah want to take it down. That keeps you from havin' too many in one day."
"There seems to be a basic flaw in your reasoning, but at the moment I can't be bothered figuring out what it is," Ricky said, grunting with pleasure as Tess's fingers toyed with the hardening branch of his manhood.
"Is there any more brandy?" Katie asked. "It sure is good."
"Sure, there's lots more," Ricky said, "but let's find you another drinking place."
"Huh?" Katie said blankly, watching as he skimmed the snifter down across Tess's flat stomach and smoothly curved thighs.
"No, not theah, you idiot!" Tess yelped as Ricky lifted the glass over her thickly curled, black pubic hair. "That'll burn like hell!"
"Only for a second," Ricky laughed, spreading her pussylips so Katie could see the pinkish interior, "then Katie will put out the fire. You don't mind drinking out of that pretty little cup, do you, Katie?"
"No, Ricky, no!" Tess shrieked, but it was too late. Ricky had already tilted the brandy snifter and let a stream of golden liquid pour onto the exposed vulva. "Eeeiiioooo!"
"Quick, put out the fire!" Ricky said to Katie and pushed her face down into the soaked triangle between Tess's legs. "Drink up the brandy!"
"Ohh . . . ohhhh, it burns so!" Tess cried, swinging her legs agitatedly up over Katie's shoulders and rotating the alcohol-soaked muff on the girl's face. "Help me! It burns so bad!"
"Hurry, girl, hurry!" Ricky urged, gulping a mouthful of the fiery stuff and then putting his arms around both females to hold Katie's face between the woman's thighs.
It was either lick or suffocate, so Katie began licking at the brandy-drenched pubes, the fumes making her eyes water and her head light. She giggled excitedly and used her tongue with enthusiasm, making long sweeps to capture every intoxicating drop that trickled through the dark hair and into the crevice beyond.
"Oh, that's better, soooo much better," Tess sighed. "Just keep doing that, Katie darlin', and it'll be well in no time."
"I want a cup for my brandy too," Ricky said, tugging at Katie's legs until he got them straightened out, then pushing the meaty thighs apart. "Yeah, this looks like what I had in mind."
He slipped his fingers into the girl's oozing slit and spread the pink lips in spite of her wriggling. Leaning over, he poured a stream of brandy right onto the sensitive flesh.
Katie howled and tried to struggle away, but Tess quickly tightened her thighs around the pudgy face and smothered her yells with her wet snatch.
"Be quiet!" Tess told her. "Just keep on licking me . . . that'll ease the pain."
"Never fear, Garrett's here! I'll have the nasty burning stuff all drunk up before you even know it's there!" Ricky said and plunged his face into the fumes rising from the saturated pubic hair.
His lips slavered all over the area, sopping up the fiery liquor along with the girl juice. It was a heady, stimulating mixture, and he pursued it avidly, dipping into all the folds and creases and sucking at the hard kernel of her clit.
Katie quit moaning in pain and began sighing with ecstasy. The baby-fat thighs squeezed Ricky's cheeks, and his tongue dove deeper, seeking errant droplets of the potent emulsion formed by the amber liquid and the slightly viscous cunt secretion. Burrowing farther into the delectable pink fissure, Ricky's mouth worked and reworked the gelatinous flesh, sucking each fold clean and then moving on to the next.
Katie was doing all the right things between Tess's thighs. She apparently had a natural talent for cunnilingus, and the brandy was removing any inhibitions she had, so she could cultivate the ability without embarrassment or restraint. She located Tess's hard clit and tongued it experimentally before drawing it between her lips to suck at it and roll it about like a miniature nipple. When the novelty of that wore off, she folded her tongue into a tube and used it like a pulpy straw to sip up the brandy-spiced jism the recent fucking had left in Tess's coital canal.
"Katie, honey, how come you know how to do that?" Tess whispered. "Whooeee, you are good! Did you see some pictures of that too?"
Katie was too engrossed to bother with an answer. With what she was doing to Tess and what Ricky was doing to her, she was too overwhelmed with erotic sensations to even know what the words meant.
"Looks like ah'm bein' discriminated against," Tess said. "Ah'm the only one without anything to suck on."
"What do you suggest we do about that?" Ricky asked between slurps at Katie's rosy slabs of cunt flesh.
"How about letting me have a taste of that all-day sucker?" Tess said, reaching for his stiff prick. "Let me lick it for a while and ah'll be happy as a kid at Christmas."
"Bad little girls don't get Christmas presents," Ricky said, but he moved his body so the swollen shaft tapped against her face.
"True," Tess agreed, "but good little girls don't get groovy cocks to suck on, and ah'd rather have one hard cock than all the presents in the world."
"Yeah, I'll bet," Ricky said, irritation at her flaring in him again for a reason he couldn't fathom. "Get on with it if you're going to do it and quit horsing around!"
"Okay, okay," Tess said, circling her tongue on the rounded nub of his glans. "Don't be so touchy, baby. Mama's gonna be real nice to her little boy."
Ricky ground his teeth together and plunged his face back into the swampy sweetness of Katie's pussy as Tess's velvet lips closed around his pecker and drew it fully into her mouth. Damn the woman! Why does she have to keep saying things like that?
Trying to hang on to his temper and not spoil the party, Ricky licked and stabbed wildly at Katie's juicy quim. The girl was mounting rapidly up the ladder of sexual excitement. Her labia were spread wide under the furious onslaught of Ricky's tongue and lips. They were sticky with the remains of the brandy and slippery with the renewed welling up of glandular emanations.
"Ummmm . . . groovy. Just like a big stick of candy," Tess said and licked the towering shaft from root to tip, lathering it with her warm saliva and letting the excess drip onto the swollen balls.
She crushed her slender, girlish thighs around Katie's head and pounded her puss against the girl's face in hard, deliberate blows that rocked Katie's head and smeared gooey woman juice on her nose and chin. Katie only moaned in pleasure and drove her tongue between the flattened lips, knowing instinctively that it was deep tongue-fucking the woman wanted now instead of the lighter, teasing caresses.
"Oh, you cunt-lapping doll!" Tess husked, releasing Ricky for a moment. "I'd like to keep you with me forever!"
The three of them were grunting, moaning and thrashing about as the daisy chain into which they had formed themselves became a circle of fire, eager lips and avid tongues lashing pulsing love flesh from one level of sensation upward to another. The room was filled with the warm smell of lust. Tongues fluttered in cunts and over flaming man-meat in a rhythmic togetherness that would have ended in a symphony of simultaneous, passionate release in a few more minutes.
But Tess had to let the fevered cock slip from her lips while she asked, "Do you like it, baby? Is mama doing it right?"
Ricky grabbed her by the back of the neck and rammed his rigid prick at her lips. "Get that cock in your mouth and keep it there!" he shouted, slamming into her in a steady crescendo of thrusts that rocked her head violently. "Suck, bitch, and suck good! Eat that hot man-meat or choke on it!"
His pounding rod was scraping the top of Tess's mouth, forcing its way partially down her throat, battering at her soft palate and jarring her teeth.
The woman's eyes had gone, wide with consternation as she tried to retreat from the boy's thunderous assault. She had fellated him before, but he hadn't acted like this.
"I'll show you, you whoring, cheating cock-sucker! I'm fucking you in that big mouth of yours, do you hear? How do you like that? How do you like being fucked in the mouth, you cock-hungry, lying, husband-cuckolding slut?"
Tess began to look really frightened as he drove in deeper and deeper. She was gagging and could hardly breathe. Signaling him with her eyes, she tried to hold him off with a hand pressed against the front of his thighs. She didn't understand his sudden change of mood, or what had triggered it.
Ricky didn't understand it entirely himself. His irritation with her for using the words "baby" and "mama" didn't warrant such extreme anger, but something about her tone or manner had catapulted his quarrel with his mother into his conscious mind again and brought with it Sheila's careless flaunting of the fact that she'd been intimate with Baxter Shaver. He was haunted by the thought of Shaver's cock in his mother's pussy, tormented by the vision of her lush mouth open to receive the revolting penis of the high school principal, driven nearly insane by the waking nightmare of the man's disgusting red lips sucking at Sheila's throbbing cunt. He had to hurt someone and Tess's mouth had been the most vulnerable thing available.
The woman struggled to keep from being choked, or even strangled to death, but at the same time her mouth was sucking and she was making unmistakable, lustful noises in her throat.
Ricky's mouth returned to Katie's quivering flesh and attacked it with equal fury. He tried to get away from his unhappy thoughts by losing himself in the passion he was creating in the easily manipulated girl. He'd make sure she was as ensnared in the web of physical desire as he was, a prisoner of her own body, unable to escape the bonds of lust he was weaving around her.
Tess had managed to absorb the boy's brutal thrusts and accommodate the fully swollen length of his striking weapon without being choked and was sucking and licking desperately in her anxiety to stave off another attack. Katie's eager mouth was still serving her raven-fringed slit, and she could see Ricky's tongue striking like a rapier between the girl's tight pussylips as he pushed her closer and closer to another shattering orgasm.
It wasn't long until Katie cried out and a long, uncontrollable shudder shook her. Her big white bottom rolled and shimmied. Her thighs squeezed Ricky's cheeks spasmodically. Her vagina flooded again with hot, fragrant girl jism.
Ricky was only a moment or two behind her. His orgasm exploded like a bomb with a delayed fuse. The violence of it brought on a wild burst of action that pinned Tess to the couch and had her choking and gasping for breath as he slammed viciously into her mouth, deluging her throat with the seemingly endless river of his semen.
Battered and frightened by Ricky's savagery, Tess was lucky to achieve any release at all. She owed the fact that she did to the sweet, insistent mouth of Katie, and the girl's refusal to give up, even when Tess was torn away from her so Ricky could sit on her face and thrust into her unhampered. Instead of falling back out of the way, Katie squirmed around until she was again between the woman's thighs and used her steadily sucking mouth and lapping tongue to draw the overly stimulated body into a weak climax.
Tess's mouth was filled to overflowing with Ricky's jism, and she was swallowing as fast as possible as he slowly withdrew the still spouting shaft.
"Drink it all!" he commanded harshly, refusing to release her from between his knees or let her waste a single drop of his seed. "When you kiss the good doctor tonight, I want him to smell my come on your breath, and when he fucks you I want it to be oozing out of your pussy around his cock!"
"You . . . you're crazy!" Tess gasped between gulps.
"Yeah, I'm crazy. But how about you? You love this so much you can't do without it," Ricky snarled, rubbing his shrinking penis across her mouth. "You'd rather have my cock than a million dollars, so lick it! Lick it and tell me how much you love it!"
Tess's eyes flashed angrily, but her tongue obediently slid up and around his shaft, licking away the sticky jism, tracking down the drops that had spilled onto his balls and wiry pubic hair until at last he pulled away satisfied.
"You're a rat, Ricky Garrett!" Tess said, rolling away from him. "You're a mean, nasty brat!"
"What are you beefing about?" Ricky said. "You're the one who suggested doing that."
"Yes, but ah didn't mean for you to . . . that was no call for you to ram at my throat that way and scrape the roof of my mouth and ..."
Ricky shrugged. "You'll get over it. You're not seriously hurt."
"Not hurt?" Tess said hoarsely. "Ah thought you were going to strangle me! Ah still think you wanted to."
Ricky smiled at her. "I hadn't made up my mind one way or the other."
The woman's eyes widened with returning fear. "You . . . you really would have?"
"I think I'll let you worry about that," he said. "It'll give you an extra thrill next time. You can keep wondering if I'm going to jam my cock all the way down your throat and watch while you choke to death or if it's just one more fun blow job."
"Maybe there won't be any next time," Tess said. "Maybe the next time you call, Dr. Evars will answer."
Ricky stretched lazily and began looking for his clothes. "Don't put me on, woman! You can't do without it and you know it!"
Tess bit her lip in annoyance and her face flushed, but she stood her ground. "So? You'ah not the only guy in town. Ah know lots and lots of men who would be glad to ... "
"Yeah, but none of them suit you like I do. You dig me because we're two of a kind. We like the kookie stuff. Who but me would have thought to let you help break Katie in?"
"Yes, but now that she knows me, Katie and ah can get together any time we want . . . without you!"
Ricky laughed and snapped his fingers. "Katie, we're leaving! Get dressed!"
Katie was on her feet, instantly moving toward him, ducking from under the arm Tess reached out to put around her.
Ricky grinned triumphantly at Tess. "You see whose girl Katie is."
"Katie, ah have a lot of money," Tess purred seductively. "Ah could be real nice to a girl who was nice to me like you were today."
"Sure, Mrs. Evars, any time Ricky says it's okay, I'd love to."
"Too bad, Tess," Ricky said. "It's a shame you decided to throw in your cards just when the game was getting interesting."
Tess's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by that?"
Ricky pulled on his pants and zipped them up. "Nothing much. I had a couple of scenes in mind that I thought would turn you on, but it doesn't matter. I can get someone else to join the group."
"Group?" Tess's voice betrayed her interest, although she tried to keep it casual. "What kind of group?"
"Oh, just some friends of mine that I'm inviting to a bash at a beach house as soon as I get the bread for the rent. It'll be the kind of thing you dig. Katie will be there, and as an extra-special attraction, I'm going to bring along the most beautiful virgin you ever laid eyes on. I had planned on us sharing her, but since you're afraid of me and don't want to take a chance on choking to death on cock, we'll just forget it."
"Well..." Tess shivered, but her fear was fading under the stimulus of sexual curiosity. She wet her lips and said all in a rush, "Ah . . .Ah guess ah'll take my chances on strangling. If you've got a far-out deal planned, ah want in on it. When is it, and how much is it going to cost me?"
Ricky's smirk broadened into a grin. "I'll make the final arrangements just as soon as you come up with three hundred dollars to cover my expenses."
"You've got it," she said without hesitation.