Chapter 4
He spoke very little English, Daphne discovered, beyond the polite forms of address and a few other rudimentary phrases. She took his hand, putting her other fingers to her lips -warning him silently not to disturb the sleeping girl.
Gently, she drew him nearer until the boy's body was almost touching hers. Then Daphne put his hand on her hip and began to press his fingers into the fullness of her flesh.
Pedro rubbed the curvy skin, Daphne's hand still holding his, letting the woman guide his fingers up and down the sensuous skin. She swayed her body slightly feeling the hard length of his maleness brush into her crotch.
"You like that?" Daphne whispered. Pedro nodded eagerly. She was slightly taller than the boy, and as Daphne sidled herself sexily against him, Pedro's prick fitted perfectly between her thighs: the pointed tip coursing upwards into her naked bush.
Slowly, Daphne released his hand, giving the boy freedom to move it wherever he liked. She put her arms around him, pressing her fingers into the smooth brown back and drawing him into a tight embrace.
Immediately, Pedro nestled his head on the woman's shoulders and placed both hands on the cheeks of her bottom. She felt his fingers beginning to massage her rubbing and fondling at the generous flesh of her buttocks; opening and closing the globes, lifting them cheekily -a strong sexual excitement awakening in her as the young boy caressed her so intimately.
She stroked his back, running her fingers firmly over his taut skin. He was quite a well-built youth -apart from the obvious prominence of his prick. His shoulders were muscular and hard-fleshed; his back straight and powerful.
Daphne wondered if she was the first woman he had been with: then realised that he was fondling her much too expertly to be a beginner! His hands were now opening her buttocks as wide as possible, giving his fingers access to the cleft between the cheeks. But he was making no attempt to caress the anus itself. Instead, the boy was deliberately teasing her -rubbing his fingers as near as possible to the ripe orifice without actually touching it!
She raised her eyebrows at his impudence, then, feeling her cunt growing moist and hot, Daphne wriggled her hips in an up-and-down motion, pressing her sex against his prick with cat-like insistence.
It seemed to grow even larger under this stimulation; sticking fiercely into the softness of her quim and pulsating with a life of its own. Daphne carefully opened her thighs, making the boyish rod dig more securely into the lips of her crack. Pedro kissed her shoulder by way of reply, his hot mouth nibbling right along the soft curve until it reached Daphne's neck ...
Then he began to suck, his pouting lips drawing on her skin until Daphne felt faint with a desire to have his cock inside her -riding and fucking her, rubbing against the hard button of her clitoris ...
She remembered Caroline just in time! With a great herself; not moving away from the boy's embrace, but keeping her mind firmly fixed on the plan she had formulated to bring Caroline into their game.
She put her mouth close to Pedro's ear. "Wouldn't you like to play with my friend?" she murmured. "I'm sure she'd enjoy it! And I will help you ...!"
Pedro raised his face, frowning. He shrugged his shoulders. "Not understand!" he told her. "Sorry, not understand!"
Daphne wished that she wasn't blushing so furiously. She forced herself to keep looking at the boy, meeting his frank eyes with difficulty. He was so damned self-possessed! She took a deep breath and, for better or worse, took the plunge.
"Come", she whispered urgently. "I'll show you..."
As quietly as possible, Daphne indicated to Pedro what she wanted him to do. Enlightenment dawned and the boy nodded his head vigorously.
"Yes, yes!" he repeated softly, the broad smile once more spreading over his face. "I understand -I understand now!"
He went down on his haunches at Caroline's side, crouching over the sleeping girl with his hands poised over her nude and beautiful breasts. Daphne held up a warning finger. Pedro waited, his dark brown eyes gleaming.
Silently, Daphne lifted the edge of the brightly coloured bath towel and draped it gently over Caroline's eyes. The cloth was thick enough to effectively obscure her vision and Daphne knew that the girl was unable to see more than blurred and indistinct outlines through it.
She motioned to Pedro again -and the boy lowered his hands lustfully onto Caroline's breasts, watching intently as his fingers kneaded the soft, doughy globes. Daphne stared too, her eyes growing heated and excited as she saw her girl-friend's big titties pressed and turned into a variety of interesting shapes.
Caroline stirred, her shoulders moving and her legs twitching slightly as she came awake under the caress. "Mmm", she sighed. "That's nice, darling. That feels wonderful!"
Daphne smiled to herself. Then put her hand out quickly to stop the girl from lifting the towel away from her eyes.
"No, keep it there, darling", she urged. "It'll keep the sun off and make it more mysterious". She put her mouth against Caroline's ear, once more stretching out alongside the girl -careful to keep her hands from touching her!
"Do you like what I'm doing to you, precious?" (Watching as Pedro rolled Caroline's nipples between his fingers, tugging the ripe, red cherries upwards and twisting them firmly).
"Mmmm! Oh yes, I do!" Caroline murmured. "Ooh a bit harder, if you don't mind, Daphne! I like my nips to be pinched very hard!"
Stealthily, the woman put her fingers on top of the boy's and squeezed them tightly together around Caroline's nipples. "Like that, darling?" she queried.
"That's wonderful". The girl's voice was low and throaty. She began to rub her thighs, pressing them as closely as possible, and Daphne lifted her knee between Caroline's legs -urging them apart -and then worked it slowly but firmly into the girl's itchy quim. Up and down, between Caroline's thighs, pushing meaningfully against the moist opening of her sex.
Caroline put her hand on Daphne's breasts and started to fondle the swollen globe, drawing it from side to side and slipping her fingers around the nipple.
"Is that nice, baby?'' she whispered in a demure, serious voice. "Do you like me to pull your nipples, too?"
Daphne kissed the lobe of her ear. "It's beautiful", she murmured. Her fingers were still on top of Pedro's, still helping the boy to "milk" Caroline's teats. She felt immensely daring to have conceived such a startling plan: it really was quite a sensational thing to do, she reflected. And the uncertainty of Caroline's reaction when the girl finally realised that a stranger's fingers had been pulling at her nipples added to Daphne's excitement. It provided a fillip, an extra dimension of furtive pleasure to her already intense desire.
"Your mouth felt so wonderful on my quim", Caroline was breathing. "I enjoyed it so much, my darling. Did I give you the same feeling last night -the same pleasure?"
Daphne blushed, though she was pretty certain that Pedro couldn't follow the girl's conversation. And even if he could...
All the same, she replied as quietly as possible, speaking right into Caroline's ear: "Yes, yes you did, angel -I'd never felt so worked up in all my life!"
"Touch my dicky again", Caroline pleaded. "Put your finger right in, Daphne -as far as you can! I feel so funny ... so excited ...!"
Without thinking, Daphne released Pedro's fingers and, moving her knee out of the way, started to fondle her index finger between the plump folds of Caroline's cunt. Nothing happened until she had actually inserted the finger and was frigging it gently in and out of the tight slot. Then:
"Oh, my God! What's happening!"
Caroline sat bolt upright, the towel falling from her eyes. She blinked her eyes rapidly, unable to believe that they weren't showing her a scene out of her imagination. It couldn't be! she thought wildly. It couldn't be! Daphne wouldn't But, obviously, Daphne had! Caroline felt dizzy, a dry nausea making her head spin and ache. "Why?" she asked Daphne in a dazed voice. "Oh, Daphne -why?"
"Ssh, ssh!" Daphne soothed. "Please don't be upset, darling! Everything's all right -Pedro here is a friend of mine -".
Caroline wanted to cry, but she felt stunned into complete silence by the enormity of what Daphne had done to her. She stared at the boy, who grinned down at her cheerfully, not the slightest hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Let him go on touching you", Daphne urged her softly. "Just as an experiment, darling! Relax and enjoy yourself -it won't hurt you, you know!"
The woman's words seemed to galvanise Caroline into sudden action. Thrusting Daphne away from her with both hands, the girl sprang to her feet and snatched up the towel -wrapping it quickly around her body and moving away from the couple.
"Oh, don't be silly -" Daphne started to say. But Caroline had started to clamber up the stony path, picking her way as rapidly as she could between the loose rocks. "Hey -come back here!" Terrified in case the girl burst into the villa and blurted out to Bruno and Douglas what she had attempted to do, Daphne jumped to her feet and scrambled after her.
Unencumbered by the towel which Caroline was trying to keep around her. Daphne soon drew level with the girl and grabbed her around the waist from behind.
"Come on, darling, let's talk this over like sensible people -we're not children..."
"No -but he is!" Caroline shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Pedro. The boy still sat on the sand, watching with interest as the two girls struggled.
They were only a few feet up the slope and, as Daphne tugged at Caroline's waist, the both lost their balance and half-fell, half-stumbled back onto the sand.
His bright eyes dancing with delight, Pedro clapped his hands gleefully as the naked girls (Caroline's towel having slipped from her body during her tussle with Daphne) rolled over and over on the sand. He waited until Daphne had the upper hand, then sprang forward helping the woman to pin the frantically seething girl to the ground.
Daphne was again sprawled on top of Caroline, her bare body prostrate across the girl's at an angle: making them form an X-shape on the sand. Pedro sat firmly on one of Caroline's wrists, reaching across the girl's face to pinion her other arm.
Before she could renew her struggles, Dahpne forced her hand between Caroline's thighs and began to push her forefinger back into the girl's cunt -despite her strenuous efforts to prevent the insertion.
"This is what you asked me to do!" Daphne panted. "Isn't it! There now!" Her finger had slipped into the still-sticky orifice and was grinding firmly inside Caroline's quim. "You may as well relax, darling", she told the girl. "Because sooner or later we're going to give you a lot more of this -no matter how you struggle!"
Caroline stared up at her, the girl's brown eyes wide with fright and fear. Fright at what was being done to her at the moment -and fear as she began to imagine the lengths to which Daphne intended to go ...
She turned her gaze to the boy. He nodded at her, his handsome young face beaming with pleasure. What had Daphne done to make him so eager to rape her, Caroline wondered. How had she managed to seduce the innocent boy -who was really no more than a child?
Or was he? Caroline found her eyes moving down to Pedro's swim trunks, wandering quickly over the ripe bulge of the boy's penis. She forced her eyes away, ashamed of herself for admiring, even for the briefest moment, the rather large and unmistakeably erect prick.
And he had played with her breasts, squeezed her nipples while Daphne pretended that she was caressing them! Caroline gasped and sucked in her lower lip as she also remembered what she had said to Daphne ...!! She had made it quite clear to the youth that they were lesbians ...
He reached out and touched the side of her face with gentle fingers.
"All a game, yes?" he smiled. "We have lotsa fun three of us, eh?"
Caroline blushed. Her quim was being quite violently frigged by Daphne -and here was this very young boy calmly telling her that he expected them to participate in a three-way orgy!
Yet now that her initial shock had passed, Caroline found that a part of her mind was reacting with pleasure to the situation. Angrily, the girl tried to suppress it. It was intolerable -a blatant invasion of her privacy! If Daphne had first suggested to her that they do such a thing ... well, she had to admit that she would have refused, but at least And that was almost certainly why Daphne had surprised her with the idea of a threesome! Caroline suddenly realised. Knowing that Caroline wouldn't agree to such a thing, Daphne had engineered it and precipitated her into the middle of an orgy before she had time to collect her wits!
Caroline was forced to smile to herself at the woman's cunning. And since she'd already put up rather more than a mere token resistance, Caroline thought that she might just as well become an unwilling participant. She was being a little bit square, she supposed ...
Tentatively, the girl wriggled her hand, looking up into the boy's face with a pleading expression. "My wrist -you're hurting it! Can you lift your arm up a bit, please?
He seemed to understand her because Caroline felt the pressure on her lower arm relax. The boy tapped his chest.
"I'm Pedro!" he told her. "Pedro!"
Caroline was amused by the pride in his voice. "I'm Caroline!" she whispered. "Pleased to meet you, Pedro!" line!" she whispered. "Please to meet you, Pedro!"
He grinned from ear to ear, looking remarkably like a sun-tanned Cheshire Cat. His buttocks had left her wrist but the boy remained on his haunches -crouching with his thighs apart, only a few inches from Caroline's face. The girl slipped her hand out from beneath his bottom and trailed her fingers softly over his crotch, feeling the rigid stem of his prick quivering at her touch.
He nodded delightedly. "Yes, yes!" he cried. "You feel -you feel me!"
Daphne glanced up. Caroline was stroking Pedro's cock through the boy's trunks, rubbing the horny length with the tips of her fingers; they slid delicately upwards, caressing the throbbing underside of his tool, then inched just as deliberately downwards again to fondle briefly at the bulge of his balls.
Relaxing, Daphne continued her finger-fucking of Caroline's cunt -now frigging the juicy red hole with a more tender and slower movement of her finger.
Caroline examined Pedro's weapon minutely, tracing her fingers over every part of the boy's mature looking cock. She raised her other hand and began to tug the briefs off, then spread her fingers helplessly, indicating to Pedro that it was impossible for her to perform the operation while he was in his present position.
Grinning, the dark-skinned boy jumped to his feet and lifted the front of his trunks carefully over his erect prick. He posed for her proudly, showing the English girl his already mature organ -its crown beating stiffly against his abdomen as it pulsed out its lust.
Caroline nodded her head appreciatively, whereupon Pedro quickly removed his swimsuit and resumed his position: stooping over the girl so that she once again had full access to his penis.
She took it in her hand, giving the rigid cock a few tentative squeezes before rubbing it between her fingers. The hot shaft seemed to burn into her skin, making Caroline long to take it between her lips and feel its heated length searing against her tongue ...
Within the space of a few minutes she had completed her transformation from a reluctant, nearly raped innocent into a lustful libertine. Her mind seethed with possibilities; groupings and combinations rushed unbidden into her head, outrageous and obscene caresses and po She formed an "oh" with her forefinger and thumb, then fitted the circle over the top of Pedro's prick and tightened it -making the joined digits cling firmly to the boy's red shaft. Slowly and tantalisingly, Caroline began to frig him: rubbing gently and easily down the scorching meat until she heard the boy panting with desire.
Then her greedy mouth could wait no longer for its pleasure. The girl thrust the tender point of Pedro's cock between her lips, forcing him to fall length-ways across her face -his belly resting against her cheek.
Caroline sucked avidly on the boyish tool, drawing it deeper and deeper into her mouth until her lips had closed around its base. The youth's penis was, of course, considerably smaller than her husband's, but Caroline was far from disappointed by the disparity in size.
In fact, she found that her excitement was intensified by the knowledge that her mouth was filled with a prick which was still not completely mature. Her senses swam with sensual pleasure as she revolved the shaft in her hot, wet orifice -now licking with her sleek pink tongue up and down the fleshy knob.
Her concentration upon Pedro's cock was so great that Caroline had almost forgotten that Daphne was still fingering her cunt! But when the woman crooked her nail and began to scratch daintily over the tender protuberance of her clitoris, the girl shivered excitedly.
A warm, flowing sensation passed through her loins, a kind of fluid mellowness which made her feel dreamy and acutely aware of her sexuality at one and the same time.
Daphne, judging Caroline's reactions perfectly, focussed her attentions intently upon the girl's clitty; rubbing the red button with the edge of her fingernail and making it flick saucily up and down.
She wanted to get Pedro to fuck Caroline before either of them reached an orgasm. It was important that the girl didn't become so carried away by the preliminary love-play that she was only half aware of what was happening to her. Daphne resisted the impulse, therefore, to prolong her clitty-teasing and bring Caroline to a speedy climax. If she wanted the girl to go a stage further and agree to Daphne sharing her marriage bed, it was essential that she should have a generous "taster" of the joys which a threesome could bring to her.
And so Daphne conquered her immediate desires (telling herself that she would soon have every opportunity to satisfy them) and reluctantly withdrew her finger from Caroline's cunt.
The girl twisted her head round in surprise, loosening her grip on Pedro's cock. The live, snaky rod slithered half out of her mouth and Caroline was about to gobble it back between her lips when Daphne shook her head, whispering:
"No, darling ... Let's do something different now!"
Caroline easily guessed what the woman meant. And when Daphne reached out and took Pedro's hand in hers, pulling the boy round until his body was lying full-length on top of the girl's, she made not the slightest protest.
Pedro placed both his hands on Caroline's breasts, repeating his fondling of the luscious globes, and the girl gazed down -watching his fingers as they moved steadily over and into her soft and precious mounds, recalling that she had imagined they were Daphne's the last time the boy had touched them ...
Daphne had positioned herself at their side, playing the role of mistress of ceremonies. She pushed her hand between their bodies, feeling for Pedro's cock. Taking the palpitating dick carefully between her fingers, she aimed it unerringly for Caroline's quim -working the arrowhead against the puffy lips until it worried them apart and began to sink joyfully into the girl's honeyhole.
Unfortunately, it seemed that Pedro was not quite big enough to fully satisfy Caroline's mature and rather spacious cunt: she was accustomed to a somewhat larger, fatter prick ...
But Daphne realized this and cleverly inserted two of her fingers alongside the boy's penis -thus completely filling Caroline's vagina and giving the girl double her usual satisfaction. She could feel Pedro's cock as it started to fuck its way in and out of Caroline's slit: the stiff flesh beating rhythmically against her fingers with every stroke.
And she was also able to enjoy the girl's fierce downward lunges as Caroline settled herself into an even tempo of surging lust.
Daphne watched vicariously as Pedro massaged the prominent melons of Caroline's bosom. He treated them most expertly, letting his thumbs lift upwards to fondle at the girl's nipples, and coaxing the globes into an assortment of sexy shapes.
The teats grew redder and stiffer under his caresses, the buds rising visibly in a beautiful flowering of desire. Caroline was lying with her arms outstretched on the sand, ostensibly a passive and unwilling instrument of their pleasure. But the sharp movements of her loins de nied this interpretation: she was thrusting her belly and hips in an urgent, demanding rythm -encouraging the boy to fuck her with greater violence.
His small but potent prick coursed in and out of the girl's cunt with vigour, Daphne's fingers helping him to satisfy her. At the same time, Daphne was treating Pedro to an occasional caress -fondling the hot shaft, which was already sticky with Caroline's come, as it slid between her fingers.
Soon, the boy put both his hand on Caroline's right breast and squeezed the globe, cupping the soft flesh in his fingers. This made the delectable teat of the girl's nipple stand out even more prominently -and Pedro pursed his lips, lowering his mouth onto the tempting bud. He popped it between his teeth, drawing strongly on the luscious udder until it grew even more distended and stiff.
Caroline reached her hand out and gently stroked the boy's hair. He really was so terribly young, she thought. And lifted her breast further into his mouth, letting him suck a large portion of the doughy orb between his hps.
She could feel the warmth of his body on hers, but his frame was so light, so featherweight that the girl could scarcely sense his physical presence at all -apart from the writhing heat of his prick inside her quim. They shouldn't be doing this to him, she thought. It really was very wrong of them to seduce so small a child ...
But the very sensation of guilt increased her desire ... sharpened her lust quickly. It was as if the girl gained an added thrill from her indiscreetness; as if it added an extra dimension of pleasure to her passion. Knowing that her actions were highly reprehensible, Caroline coyly chastised herself; at the same time enjoying her sense of wickedness.
She was now pushing Pedro's face as firmly as possible into her breast, smothering the boy with her large, suffocating bosom. He rolled his head from side to side making the spherical flesh wobble and shake beneath his mouth, suckling Caroline's nipple as tightly between his teeth as possible.
Now that the girl's other breast was free, Daphne played with it -using the fingers of her free hand to fondle the marvellous, soft-skinned globe. She gave it a generous, lengthy massage, titivating the nipple until it perked up brightly, and then stretched her lips widely taking almost half of the girl's breast in her mouth.
Together, Pedro and Daphne gobbled at Caroline's tit-flesh, greedily sucking and pulling on the voluptuous hemispheres -their cheeks brushing as they moved their heads in a delirious, abandoned shaking___
Soon, Daphne felt the boy's prick tensing wildly between her fingers and realised that Pedro was not far short of achieving his climax. She deliberately gave his cock a more intense frigging, jerking her fingers quickly up and down its hot length until is was on the very brink of coming.
Then -seizing the fleshy rod tightly -the woman pulled it roughly out of Caroline's cunt and pressed it firmly against the girl's soft under-belly.
Pedro lifted his mouth from Caroline's breast, a cry of protest starting from his lips. But Daphne quickly fingered the sensitive foreskin, snapping it up and down the red, gleaming knob, and took her own lips away from Caroline's titty to watch the spunk streaming from its pinprick opening.
The white fluid rushed suddenly out of the boy's cock
-spilling helplessly onto the creamy, satin surface of the girl's stomach; forming large globules of oozing thick juice ...
And before Caroline could voice her frustration, Daphne returned her fingers to the girl's sex-slit and tickled three of her digits deeply into the slot; shaking them as rapidly as possible -the bunched-up fingers adequately imitating the action of a larger prick than Pedro's.
Caroline relaxed again, her interrupted orgasm now welling up once more ... until Daphne felt her fingers being soaked with the girl's rushing love-spunk. It spurted liberally out of her darling's well-provoked cunt.
When the spasm had ended, Daphne motioned to Pedro that he should now kneel over Caroline's face and be sucked off properly. He stopped frowning at this, his face lighting up once more with that familiar grin. And while Caroline was still regaining her breath, the boy positioned his knees on either side of the girl's head and lowered himself so that his now-flaccid cock was in line with her mouth.
Her mind still whirling with the exquisite delight of her late orgasm, Caroline half-unconsciously opened her lips and let Pedro insert his wet, oily prick between them.
She started to chew it automatically, several minutes elapsing before she quite realised what she was doing. And by that time Pedro's weapon had begun to stiffen again -rising hotly under the liquid sexiness of the girl's mouth.
Caroline held his hips, keeping them steady while she pushed her face backwards and forwards against his crotch: her tongue busily moving up and down the thickening phallus. Then, as if discarding the last of her inhibitions, the girl slipped her hands onto his slim buttocks and fondled them purposefully; eventually daring to slide two her fingers into the boy's arsecrease and tickle softly at his naked anus.
She began to penetrate the small, tightly pursed hole -teasing him by letting her forefinger delve slightly into the orifice, then withdraw again ... then repeating the action. It took her several minutes before Pedro finally felt the full length of Caroline's digit up the intimate hole of his ass, but once the finger was completely embedded Caroline made up for her tantalising by giving him a beautifully sexy reaming: twisting her forefinger slowly round and round, curving it gently so that it stretched the tender inside skin as open as possible ...
And her mouthing of his prick was growing more and more intense, her lips wrapped tightly around the sticky stem and lolling it around her lovely tongue until Pedro felt his little tool regain its former potency.
Meanwhile, Daphne had turned her attention to the deposit of spunk which Pedro had shot onto Caroline's belly. The woman smeared it downwards with her fingers until the warm sperm was seeping into the parted lips of Caroline's cunt. She rubbed it carefully between the slit, then brought her mouth close to the girl's sex; sniffing deeply at the mingled juices of the boy and the woman.
Her breath coming in fast, wild pants, Daphne at last put her lips on the raised mound of Caroline's mons veneris -feeling the hard muscle press firmly against her mouth, the wet coating of male and female spunk incredibly exciting on her lips.
She nuzzled her mouth further down the girl's utterly naked sex, her tongue darting out to savour the blissful cream. It filled her with a hitherto undreamt of joy
-this unholy licking of the recently shed spunk: Daphne fastened her lips as tightly as possible on Caroline's quim and began to suck avidly ...
The soft, roseate inner hole of Caroline's cunt was as oily as it could possibly be with the flow of her own lovejuice. And now that Daphne had stirred Pedro's spunk into the orifice as well the slot simply oozed with rich, pungent cream.
With her tongue protruding as far out of her mouth as possible, Daphne levered the quivering wet morsel into the girl's cunt -turning it round and round inside the tight passageway until it could penetrate no further.
Her hands fondling urgently at the inside of Caroline's thighs, the woman wriggled her mouth fervently into the blonde-bushed hole: guzzling and making loud sucking noises as she felt the sensitive inner-lips respond to her lustful kissing.
Caroline, her finger deeply inside Pedro's arse, had begun to use her teeth on the boy's driving, pulsating cock. Softly at first, the girl's ardour rapidly mounted and she was soon nibbling quite roughly on the quivering red prick. Her sharp white teeth firmly trapped Pedro's boyish weapon and forced him to make an extra violent effort if he wanted to continue his fucking of it into her mouth.
At the same time, her quick, pointy tongue was flicking rapidly over the crown; teasing with moist, liquid caresses the vulnerable hole through which the boy pissed. Under her hands, he tensed and wiggled his bottom, frantically striving to thrust his prick further down the girl's throat.
A sexy tug-of-war began between Caroline and the Portugese boy. He battled his cock urgently against her teeth, trying with all his might to force it past the tight grip ... and she clenched them as firmly as she dared -forced to give in him at last for fear that she might tear the delicate skin of his penis.
They prolonged their pleasure for a much longer duration this time. Caroline was able to savour Pedro's wily, firm-fleshed cock for ages before she finally felt the boy's prick leaping madly in her mouth and shudder into a sustained spurting of his young but potent lovejuice.
She dabbed frantically at the underside of his penis with her tongue, making him go almost insane with excitement as she purposely intensified his orgasm to a fantastic degree.
And the taste of his spunk as it mingled with her saliva and was gulped down her throat brought Caroline to a glorious shedding of her own spunk: the bubbly fluid welling up uncontrollably in her loins and sending a fierce, tense panic through her mind -a fear that unless she came at this very moment -right now, at this instant! -her brain would explode with frustration.
Suddenly, Daphne's mouth was filled with a glorious warmth as the floodgates of Caroline's lust opened and the girl sent her steamy spunk pouring directly into the woman's waiting throat.
Instantly, Daphne fingered the lips of Caroline's quim fully apart -and, sinking her mouth urgently between them, sucked with every ounce of her strength, drawing the very last speck of creamy fluid from the girl's cunt ...
At last I've repaid her! she thought, satisfaction pouring through every cell in her body. At last I've given Caroline the pleasure which she gave to me!
And Daphne rubbed her lips on the incredibly wet and open slit, smuggling contentedly between the girl's thighs as Caroline's belly gradually ceased its trembling ...
"Tomorrow? Same time?" Pedro kissed their hands politely, a marked and amusing contrast from his earlier intimacies with the two girls. He had pulled his swimming trunks back into place, bowed low to them in turn, and was now about to take his leave of Caroline and Daphne.
Although she had no intention of keeping the rendezvous, Daphne had told Pedro that they would meet him on the beach at the same time tomorrow afternoon. It shouldn't be too hard to avoid him: with Bruno or Douglas there she could order the boy off their private beach before he had a chance to explain (in his halting, inadequate English) what purpose he had on their property.
Come to that, Daphne thought, watching Pedro backing away from them and beginning to scramble up the rocky path -what was he doing on their beach in the first place?
He must have come from the direction of the villa, because a fence -quite a high one -kept them in solitude from the surrounding land and beaches. She frowned. Pedro was also returning the same way, instead of swimming round the point and going up one of the public beaches.
Daphne wished that she had thought to tell the boy that he mustn't go near the villa. But he was already halfway up the slope and to call him back now might attract attention: it was late in the afternoon, around five o'clock, and it was possible that Douglas or Bruno were getting a breath of fresh air.
She waved to him and then Pedro disappeared behind the rim of the hill. Caroline had gone into the sea again -partly to cool off and get rid of the sand which was sticking to her body, partly to see if she could find the girls bikini tops.
The girl came out of the water, shaking her head and holding her hands out. And Daphne wondered how they were going to explain the absence of their bras when they got back to their husbands.
With luck, they'd be able to sneak up to their bedrooms and change before Bruno and Douglas caught sight of them. If not ...
She realised with a start of surprise that she didn't really care one way or the other if the men found out about their affair! What could they do, after all? If Bruno (and Douglas, come to that) were so narrowminded and square that they were shocked by what Caroline and herself had done ... fuck them!!
Daphne raised her eyebrows. What had she just thought? Fuck them? Well, well ... Evidently Caroline had had more influence on her than she had supposed. Only last night, Daphne recalled, she had been rather shocked to hear that word pass the girl's pretty lips. And now she was using it (at least mentally) without the slightest trace of embarrassment.
She shook the bath towel out vigorously, noticing as she got rid of the sand particles that is was stained in one or two places. A delightful souvenir of their afternoon's pleasure, she thought. And again the woman felt completely indifferent about Bruno's possible reaction should he notice the large blotches and inquire about their source.
What the hell did it really matter? All this surreptitious, frightened secrecy about sex! What was the point of it? They were both mature adults, supposedly free from anxiety about their moral behaviour.
Why -acording to the publicists and the Sunday newspapers they were fully paid-up members of the jet set! Amoral, loose living, shameless bed-hoppers. People who cared nothing for the "accepted" codes of society. Anyone who earned a living in the entertainment world today (whether it was in television, pop, music, the movies ~r in fashion) was tacitly exempted from the so-called "laws of decency" which, on the surface anyway, were supposed to govern the lives of ordinary people.
They were expected to sleep around, take drugs, have sex orgies ... Frequently, that was the reason why the public paid so much money to watch them and their work. It was a kind of implicit approval of their way of life -and, of course, a vicarious means of sharing it ...
So why on earth should she feel ashamed of what they had done? Daphne straightened her shoulders, the quick justification for her behaviour making her quite selfpossessed and confident.
Caroline shook herself energetically, throwing off a shower of salt water which sprayed over Daphne's naked body.
"Hey!" Daphne jumped away from the wringing wet girl. "That's going all over me! Stop it!"
Caroline laughed, her truly magnificent breasts jiggling wildly. "I thought you needed cooling down!" she smiled. "After all the exercise you've had this afternoon you look as if you could do with a drop of cold water!"
Daphne returned the girl's smile. "You really do look sexy", she complimented her. "Honest -I've never seen a girl so beautiful without a stitch of clothing on! Usual ly, I think women look better when they're wearing undies or a bathing suit. But you -!* She gave a long, appreciative wolf-whistle.
Caroline blushed prettily. "Do you really think so?" she simpered -deliberately putting on a pose. "What: little me -beautiful?"
Daphne chucked her under the chin. "I'm afraid we haven't really got time for another romp", she told the girl regretfully. "Much as I'd love one! The boys will be expecting us back ..."
Caroline pouted and let her head fall on one side. "Oh, dear," she sighed. "After giving me all those compliments you mean you're not going to do anything to me?" She stuck the point of her tongue between her lips. "I hate you!"
Giggling, Daphne took Caroline's hand and started to lead her up the stony path to the villa. Suddenly, their entire relationship seemed to have changed -to have grown warm, friendly, intimate ... The soft pressure of the girl's fingers, entwined with her own, gave Daphne a glowing feeling of tenderness towards Caroline. There was no longer a sense of furtiveness, of mistrust between them. They accepted their lesbian affinity without selfconsciousness now: it was apparent from Caroline's easygoing, relaxed attitude towards her -and Daphne knew that she herself felt the same way.
They were halfway up the incline, the villa still not in sight, when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't broached the subject of Douglas's seduction! Daphne stopped, and drew Caroline to a sitting position on the rocks.
"Let's stay here a moment", she suggested. "You can see right to sea -look, there's a big liner on the ho rizon -".
Caroline looked at her quizzically. "Hey, come on now!" she exclaimed. "You didn't stop just to tell me that, now did you? What's really on your mind, Daphne?"
The girls were sitting rather uncomfortably on two large stones, looking out to sea. They had pulled on their bikini pants but their breasts, sans the shielding cups of their swimsuit tops, were bare and already tinged pink by the hot rays of the sun.
Daphne held Caroline's hand in her lap, the girl's fingers resting intimately on the plump bulge of her sex.
"We had quite a lot of fun this afternoon", she began slowly. "You did enjoy yourself, didn't you, Caroline?"
The girl nodded, still rather puzzled by Daphne's air of mystery.
"I know you were a bit put out at first by the idea of letting someone else join in -and a male intruder at that", the woman continued carefully. "But it turned out to be rather exciting, didn't it?"
Caroline nodded impatiently. "Get to the point, darling", she urged. "I can't stand the suspense! What on earth are you leading up to?"
"All right. It's this: Would it be so awful of me to suggest that -that your husband did the same thing? That Douglas shared the two of us? Don't be angry, darling", Daphne added quickly. "It's only an idea a sudden inspiration I've had. You've got to admit that Pedro was rather interesting, haven't you? Just think what a full-grown man -".
Caroline's jaw had dropped. She was almost comical in her amazement -her eyes practically bulging as they stared into Daphne's.
"Douglas!" she exclaimed at last. "But -but he'd never do anything like that! You must be crazy, darling -he's not like that! He'd go mad if I even suggested it to him!"
To her relief Daphne saw that Caroline didn't seem to be outraged herself by her proposal. The girl appeared to be more concerned about her husband's reaction to such a get-together. And that, Daphne told herself, was distinctly encouraging!
"We wouldn't have to actually suggest it to him", she murmured. "Supposing we sort of sprung it on him: got him into such a position that he'd be overwhelmed before he had time to object?"
"How do you mean?" Caroline sounded intrigued.
"Well, if I were to slip into your bedroom tonight and snuggle down beside him, getting him to make love to me thinking that it was you he was caressing ... When he found out his mistake wouldn't it be too late for him to back out? Especially if you started to make love to him at that point!"
Caroline giggled softly. "You really are a bitch!" she whispered. And Daphne knew that she held the girl in the palm of her hand.
"You'd also be helping me to help Bruno", Daphne went on, giving Caroline's fingers an inconspicuous squeeze. "If Douglas did make love to us, he'd almost certainly be more likely to stand by Bruno over the play. Think about it: we'd give him such a wonderful time in bed that his loyalty towards Bruno would grow much stronger! It's bound to!
"You'd like to help me in that way, wouldn't you Caroline, darling? It means so much to Bruno -so very much. If we were intimate with your husband, Douglas would feel obliged to do all he could to ensure that
Bruno directs the play. Men are like that! They're guilty about deceiving somebody's wife and they'll do anything to make up for it!
"And we both know that Douglas is wavering between having his play produced anyway -with Bruno or without him -and showing some integrity and insisting that either Bruno does the play or nobody does!
"Please, darling -do this for me! I know it's a hell of a lot to ask of you ..." Daphne was pressing Caroline's fingers into the bulge of her quim, deliberately reminding the girl of the pleasure she had enjoyed at that snug, slippery place.
Whether it was due to this, or whether Caroline genuinely saw the woman's desire to help her husband and sympathised with it, Daphne wasn't quite sure. But she squeezed Daphne's fingers affectionately and planted a moist, loving kiss on her neck.
"All right, darling -I'll do it!"
Daphne's spirits soared joyously; a wonderful wave of elation lifted her and sent her into a dizzying, breathless euphoria. And, once again, she couldn't tell if she was pleased to be aiding Bruno by her intrigues or if she was simply exhilarated by the prospect of moving deeper into a web of forbidden, totally uninhibited sex ...
They stared into each other's eyes; the two girls who had known one another for less than 24 hours, but whose bodies were already as familiar to their respective partner as their own.
Caroline knew that she had been awakened by Daphne's innate hunger for female flesh. The woman's own perversity had roused her long-dormant desires in that direction -and the girl realised that she couldn't lock them up again ... not yet, at any rate. Perhaps when the initial impact of Daphne's personality had worn off; but that time, she knew, was going to be quite some considerable distance away ...
Kissing each other lightly upon the mouth, the girls rose to their feet and began to retrace their steps up the uneven pathway to the villa. Daphne had draped the bath towel as best she could around both their shoulders and it hung over their breasts loosely. Though with every movement of their bodies the ill-fitting "garment" threatened to part company with their hobbling tits and expose the beauties to view.
Hand in hand, they climbed to the more level ground and walked in the still warm sunshine towards their smart and expensive holiday residence -hurrying now, in the hope that they would get there before either Bruno or Douglas spotted them.
Then, abruptly both girls stood stock still.
Sauntering past them, at a distance of about ten yards, was Pedro!
There could be no doubt that the boy had just left the villa. He waved cheerfully to them and pointed at the curtained windows, then at his chest, nodding proudly. But before they could call to him, Pedro broke into a run and disappeared behind a cluster of bushes which grew at the roadside.
Caroline turned to Daphne, her eyes blinking nervously; the pressure of her hand tightening around the woman's fingers.
"What do we do now?" she asked in a quiet, small voice.
"We face the music!" Daphne replied smartly "Come on -let's find out what the little bastard's been saying about us!"
And she urged Caroline to walk up to the front door with her, the girl trailing fearfully behind.