Chapter 3
An hour had passed, during which time Harry had fortified himself with two glasses of milk and a peanut butter sandwich. He had offered some to Karen, but she had refused. She was still in a semi-funk. The orgasm, something to which she was not yet accustomed, had drained so much out of her.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
Karen sat up, gasping.
"My God!" she said, "if anyone ever sees me here.. . "
"So what?" Harry laughed. "No one here knows who you are. These are my neighbors, not yours. Don't worry that pretty little head of yours. Stay calm while I check out who it is."
Harry threw on a bathrobe, pushed his feet into some slippers, then went to the front door. Opening it, he found himself face to face with Kathy, the top assistant processor in his dental claims unit.
Kathy was a pretty little blonde girl, about nineteen, and though she had never gone to college, she was determined to make it to the top at The Parasol Insurance Company. At the moment she was angling for a processor's job. She knew there would be an opening in Harry's department shortly, when one of the other processors left because of pregnancy. Kathy wanted that job. She was carrying a box with her and she smiled at Harry, leaning against the door jamb. He let his eyes flick over her tight little figure with the breasts pushing out her blouse. Had he not been so sated by Karen, he would have grown an instant erection, which would have been embarrassing at the least, considering he was only wearing a bathrobe.
"Kathy, what are you doing here at this time of night?" Harry asked.
"Oh come on," she said to him. "You know damn well why I'm here. I want that processor's job, and I'm willing to do anything to get it. When I say anything, I mean anything."
"Yeah, well it'll have to be another time. Right now I'm sort of busy."
"Sure. I'll bet I know just who it is you're busy with. Hell! I watched her leave the place with you today and follow you in her car."
"So then get the hell out of here, huh."
"No dice," Kathy told him, shutting the door after stepping inside, shaking her blonde hair out. She wrinkled her short nose and pursed her smallish lips, saying, "So you think you have the largest pecker at Parasol, huh."
"For God's sake, will you cut it out," Harry snapped.
"Don't act like a bigger prick than the one you already claim to have," Kathy laughed. "The truth is, you don't have the biggest cock in the company, and I'm here to prove it."
Harry was annoyed at Kathy, and he let her know it by giving her the kind of looks that she might normally have been terrified of. "What the hell are you talking about?" he finally asked.
Kathy smiled and walked into the living room. She put the long box down, opened it, and pulled out an immense rubber dildo, saying, "I'm talking about this."
"That doesn't count," Harry snapped at her. "It isn't the real thing."
"Well it so happens I think it does count," Kathy insisted.
"Bullshit!" Harry insisted back.
"Well, let's get the opinion of a third party," she said, putting the dildo back in the box.
"What the hell are you up to?"
"You'll see," Kathy told him, a twinkle in her eye.
Before Harry was able to stop her, she walked directly into the master bedroom where Karen lay with only a blanket covering her. Karen was instantly startled to see the little blonde.
"My, my, aren't you the lovely one," Kathy breathed heavily, staring at Karen's form under the blanket.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" Karen gasped.
"I came here to give Harry what he has apparently already gotten from you," Kathy told her. "You should have told me in advance that you were coming here."
Walking over to the bed, Kathy pulled back the covers and saw the bloodstain on the sheet, beneath.
"My, my, you really did give our friend Harry a treasure," Kathy laughed.
The brown-haired woman leaped out of bed on the other side and stood there, nakedly facing the pert, saucy blonde who had barged into the bedroom. The stinging words prompted her to want to gasp out something nasty, but she knew no matter what she said Kathy had the ability to say something nastier. Before she was able to actually say anything, her knees, weak from the climax she had enjoyed, betrayed her, and she struggled awkwardly to prevent herself from falling. She was unable to control herself and toppled forward onto the bed.
"Hey," Kathy said to her, "are you hurt?" she hurried around to the other side of the bed where Karen lay.
Karen blinked, looking up into the questioning face of the young blonde whose eyes now registered what appeared to be some kind of genuine concern.
"No...I'm all right," she answered, breathlessly gasping.
The young blonde's hand reached out and touched her brow, brushing aside a small curl of chocolate-brown hair as she felt the woman's forehead.
"You sure you're okay?" Kathy asked.
"I'm sure," Karen nodded.
The light touch of the young blonde's delicate fingers moved away from her fevered forehead, moving to trace along the line of her cheek for a moment, and then following her jaw down to her throat. Kathy hesitated for a moment, then let her fingertip move from Karen's throat and onto the fullness of her two solidly heaving breasts.
"N-no...don't d-do that...p-please. . . " Karen began gasping, her voice sounding choked in her throat. She was unable to believe all this was happening to her, and in one night.
Then Kathy put down the box she was carrying and she lay down on the bed beside Karen. The dark-haired girl turned, trying to move to the other side of the bed in an effort to get away, and then she saw Harry standing in the doorway, watching, an amused smile on his face. Oh this was much too degrading. It was one thing to do something with Harry in order to preserve her job, but to allow another girl to touch her...well this was too much.
Female arms reached around her and suddenly captured her, holding her, and a hand was running shiveringly down her back, moving to her naked waist, then continuing on down over her ripely contoured hips and buttocks. Kathy's voice was throatily whispering in Karen's ear, saying, "Don't fight me, Karen. Believe me, I can make it good for you, even better than Harry did, and I can do it without pain."
Harry smiled. He went to the kitchen, got a chair, walked back into the bedroom, and sat in the doorway, determined to enjoy what he was seeing. He saw Kathy staring at Karen's come-filled pussy and he saw the fear in the dark-haired woman's eyes. He knew she wasn't afraid of Kathy, and so surmised she was afraid of herself, afraid of having bi-tendencies like Kathy.
"Look," Karen was saying. "I...uhhhh...don't like to swing this way. I'm sorry, Kathy, but this kind of lovemaking just isn't for me."
The young blonde's hand soothed the older girl. She caressed the distraught Karen, and the knowing gentleness of her massaging caress somehow felt so good, she stopped struggling. Karen relaxed, deciding it all felt so restful, so relaxing, so nice. After the rough time Harry had given her, she needed some relaxation.
There was no animalistic pawing of her body as there had been with Harry, not was there any heavy handed kneading. All she felt was the tingling electrical contact of Kathy's knowing, stroking fingers and the curling of the lovely girl's body as it pressed firmly but not restrictively against hers.
Kathy managed to slip out of her skirt and blouse, and pressed her brassiere-encased breasts firmly into the naked back of the other girl. The warmth of her flat belly was in close contact with the base of her spine, pressing against Karen all the way down to her buttocks where she felt Kathy's heated vaginal mound pressed solidly against the smoothly rounded firmness of her naked ass-cheeks.
"Comfy?" Kathy asked.
"Uh-huh!" Karen replied.
A small, well-manicured hand began working its way over Karen's naked rib cage until it held the fullness of a satiny breast, cupping it with gentle knowledge, fingers working at the brown-hued nipple, causing it to rise, harden, and sensate.
There was building in Karen a new set of burning desires, much like those Harry had built in her. Only these desires built slowly, tiny little jets of flame expanding a little at a time instead of turning into burning pylons of flame. She was fully cognizant of what Kathy was doing to her, and she realized it felt too good. If she remained like this any longer, she was going to lose what little control she did have over herself. She had to prevent that from happening.
Her cry was muffled, strangling in her throat as she attempted once again to rise from the bed. She had to find a way to get out of this house before every moral value she had ever learned was totally corrupted.
"No!" she gasped. "Kathy.. . don't.. . I can't let this happen...please...no...no more. . . "
"Hey, take it easy, take it easy," the lovely blonde girl said to her, whispering hoarsely in her ear. "Let me show you it's possible to enjoy sex without the-likes of Harry."
The man chuckled to himself, amused by the whole scene. He had to admit, he was enjoying the sight of the two females playing with one another. He knew Karen was going to succumb whether she liked to or not.
The younger, more experienced blonde used her hands to make the older girl turn and face her, and she clamped her own lithe form to that of Karen. She had full, generous breasts, and even though they were still harnessed, they mashed solidly against the swellings of the older girl's nakedly sensitive mounds. Kathy's pinkly salacious mouth was seeking and finding the mouth of the other woman, noting her lipstick had long ago been kissed off. She pressed her lips against those of the other woman in a long, passionate kiss, her tongue sliding out, slowly, gradually, tantalizingly twirling in light, sensuous circles. Kathy rimmed Karen's lips with sensation-producing lubricity, without undue demand. Meanwhile, her hands busily continued tantalizing the lovely girl's luscious body, playing over her perfectly sculpted contours like a swarm of hungry insects, transmitting her own fiery need, causing uncontrollable slashing urges to sear deeply through the brown-haired girl's already aroused loins.
Karen had never, in her life, received such a kiss from a woman before, and at first contact, she automatically felt a strong inner sense of revulsion and loathing. But after several heart-pounding moments passed, she found herself automatically responding against her will. She suddenly realized she was beginning to feel a certain thrill of her own, generated by the femininity of the younger, shorter girl's sensuous body.
Tentatively, Karen reached out a very timid hand and allowed it to caress the other girl's bare shoulder. She had not been aware that Kathy had removed her outer garments, and was surprised to see her this way. Now the blonde-haired girl was reaching behind her and unhooking her brassiere, as well, releasing the full, rounded abundance of her velvety smooth, shapely breasts.
"Come on, Karen, get with it," Kathy whispered. "Feel my breasts. You'll get just as big a kick out of playing with my nipples as any man. You'll see."
Karen didn't want to do it, but she found herself unable to resist. She reached out and touched and fondled the other woman's passionately heaving, panting breasts, her eyes watching, spellbound as the pink, pert nipples suddenly stiffened and coned to erection. She was well aware of the shudder that was passing through Kathy's quivering body, and she was also well aware it was her handling of the cute blonde's breasts that was the cause of it. A weak shuddering sigh keened through the younger blonde girl, and Karen suddenly realized she, too, felt exactly as Kathy was feeling.
With a trembling moan, Karen sought Kathy's mouth. Their lips firmly welded together, and then their tongues began moving in and out very hungrily as each one's hands were busy exploring the other one's body. Kathy took this moment to slip out of her panties, kicking them off with her right foot. They flew across the room and Harry caught them. Kathy's hands moved as if experimenting and yet they moved with the sureness of a woman who had done this before. Karen was unsure of herself, and yet she allowed her own hands to move about the blonde girl's body. She explored all over the other woman's body as the fire in her loins raged higher and higher.
The beautiful dark-haired Karen sighed, inwardly gasping and moaning with total helplessness. She was learning a lot more about herself than she would have believed possible. She groaned in utter despair, as she tried once again to fight against her inner, feral depraved cravings with rational thought. She broke the wet contact of their mouths, pulling away and muttering across the short intervening distance, trying her best not to look into the smoldering eyes of the other woman.
"I've never done anything like this before," Karen insisted, feeling odd about the whole thing.
"From the evidence of dried blood on the bedsheet, you never did anything with anyone before," Kathy teased.
"Well, I did fool around a little in college," Karen admitted, "but I never went all the way until tonight."
"Tell me, is Harry as good as he's always telling us in the office?" Kathy asked.
"I don't know," Karen admitted. "I really don't have anyone else to compare him to."
"Forget about comparisons. Was the son of a bitch at least able to make you come?"
"Well, yes."
"Believe me, it still won't be as good as what I can do for you," Kathy insisted.
"I don't know," Karen said, as Harry listened with a look of amusement on his face. "Doing something like this with a woman violates all my principles."
"To hell with principles," Kathy said out loud, laughing. "There's nothing wrong with two women loving one another as long as both are still capable of appreciating a man."
"Why is that?"
"It's one thing if I were completely butch, but I'm not. I'm AC-DC, and what's more, most women are that way but don't realize it, so in a way you're very lucky, learning about yourself, now. Hell! I learned about myself at a very early age, and I swing either way whenever I can."
"You mean with both men and women?"
"I mean with men, women, and sometimes with both at the same time."
"Oh, I see."
Kathy sat up and peeled her stockings from her legs, removing them along with her garter belt, saying "There, that's better."
Almost savagely then, the beautiful blonde turned and hungrily recaptured the beautiful brunette's mouth, her naked upper leg scissoring itself forward, moving in between Karen's whitely tapering thighs, spreading them until their legs intertwined and their loins met and mingled, the twin contrasting colors of their pelvic hedges nestling close against one another, the chocolate brown V of one sparsely-haired pussy being ground against by the even sparser blonde one, as the younger female moved with complete animalistic abandon.
Reaching over boldly, the lovely golden-haired Kathy pulled the rounded firmness of Karen's beautifully quivering, white haunches tightly against her own body. Her hand moved lower between them to the dark-brown vaginal cleft, and without the slightest bit of hesitation, the blonde dipped a finger into the other woman's moistly aroused opening, feeling sperm as well as lubrication. Then the finger moved on and found the clitoris extended from the fleshy hood of Karen's frenulum. It was vibrantly hard, and it throbbed tautly. Kathy automatically began stroking it ever so tenderly, continually stoking the burning fires of Karen's aroused passions, building them more carefully than Harry did to a point just as high as Harry had been able to do.
Karen felt the lovely blonde beginning to move and wondered what she was doing as Kathy began slithering down the length of her body, rolling her ever-so-gently onto her back, her mouth constantly busy as she kissed Karen's passionately throbbing breasts, sucking them, moving each of the nipples in and out of her mouth very quickly. All the while she maintained a constantly exciting, sucking pressure.
The highly erotic sensations continued shuddering through the older of the two females, flashing through her with a merciless insistence. Against her will, unable to control herself, the beautiful brunette's hips began to move in a steady, sinuous countering rhythm to the constantly sensuous stroking of the blonde's finger. Sighing, Karen knew she was once again lost, that she was succumbing to the finger just as she had surrendered herself to Harry Greco.
"Ohhhhhh...L-o-o-o-o-o-o-rrrrrrduuuuuhhh-hhh!" she said, shuddering helplessly.
Now she felt the other woman's avid lips still moving down, down, down over her rib cage, moving even lower across the flatness of her belly, the agile tongue dipping into her navel, moving tantalizingly, and then there was the gentle, insistent hands spreading her soft thighs widely apart, exposing her palpitating, needful vagina to Kathy's hungering, lascivious stare. She was acutely aware of how the blonde girl was gazing, peering between her open loins, and that her knowing, caressing hands were already moving, touching the smooth, soft satiny flesh of her helplessly defenseless vagina.
She gasped, shaken to the core as Kathy leaned forward and pressed her mouth hungeringly between her thighs, kissing her soft inner flesh, then moving to her hips, and kissing her abdomen, as well, gradually working in a circle around her heatedly pulsating vagina. It drove Karen wild with feverish anticipation. She knew what was going to happen, and also knew she was powerless to prevent it.
She looked down, watching, and just before Kathy's mouth reached her seat of eternal, internal fire, the most disquieting thought suddenly charged through the helpless Karen. Somehow she knew, in that moment, if she allowed this to happen, she would never be able to go back to being the person she was. Even knowing this, she wanted it to happen. In her rational mind she knew this was all wrong, yet she still wanted it to take place. It was a turning point in her life. The consummation of this act would change her into the kind of woman Kathy already was, a woman able to enjoy all kinds of sex acts, whether with men or with women. Kathy was a woman of insatiable dimensions, and she would be just like her.
Then the tongue was touching her. Kathy's probing, lapping, tantalizing tongue was there, between her thighs, pressing firmly and flatly against her seething clitoris, sending the most wonderfully erotic sensations to her brain. At that moment Karen knew there simply was never in this world-or in any other-a greater, more rapturously delightful thrill.
Even knowing this, her indoctrinated brain, loaded with all the moralizing taboos of the world and the fears she had been taught, interfered. "No! Please! No!" she cried out. "No more!"
The working mouth suddenly paused, and that was when Karen realized she didn't want it to stop. Words came to her as if from a long way off. She heard, yet she didn't hear. Her senses wildly reeled. Then she realized the voice was the sound of Kathy's voice coming from between her thighs. "Relax, Karen, just relax and enjoy everything I'm going to do to you. I see you're still filled with Harry's cream. I'm going to love licking it all out of you, honey."
"I can't.. . I can't let you do it," Karen gasped. "It's wrong, it's unnatural."
"But the truth is, you like it," the lovely Kathy countered, speaking what Karen realized was the absolute truth.
Once again Kathy's hungering mouth dropped to the seethingly moist vaginal flesh of the older girl's pulsing, throbbing cunt, her tongue lancing and probing, seeking and digging, sinking into her heated liqueous depths, searing into the clutching vaginal dehiscence, sliding and slipping in and out to the rhythm already set by Karen's spasmodically moving hips. The delving, probing tongue flicked in and out, in and out with constantly measured regularity, as if it were a slender, flexible cock.
Karen was unable to stand it any longer. Yes, yes, she wanted that tongue delving into her. She wanted it delving into her until she came. If she didn't come again shortly, she would go totally out of her mind. Throwing all reason to the winds, conscious only of the thrilling electric sensations shooting through her shuddering loins, feeling thrills churn through her intestines, she grabbed her hair with both hands and clutched tightly, gasping, "Ohhhhhhhh...yessssss...yessssssss...oh God! Do it! Do it!"
The lustfully lapping mouth paused, and a smile creased Kathy's sodden lips, coated as they were with saliva, lubricant and sperm-less semen. "What do you want, honey?" she asked. "Do you want me to keep this up until you climax?" Kathy asked.
"Hey," Harry interrupted. "I have a better idea. It's obvious all this is very new to Karen. It's time she learned what sex is really all about. Why don't the two of you eat one another in a sixty-nine. I'll bet you'll both really love it."
"I don't know if I can do such a thing," Karen gasped.
"Don't be silly," Harry told her, feeling his cock already at half-mast and growing longer by the second. "Now's the best time for you to learn. All you have to do is the same thing to Kathy that she's been doing to you. Remember, Kathy is the girl I'm loaning you to help straighten things out. She can not only handle the assistant processing, but the processing as well. So you have to make the two of us happy, Karen. That's the whole thing in a nutshell."
Swiftly, lithely, the lovely little blonde shifted her position, swinging herself around to straddle Karen's beautiful face. Her own head fell into place naturally over the tender young loins of the beautiful woman she was seducing.
Startled, almost afraid, Karen looked up and saw the heatedly moist warmth of Kathy's seething, hair-lined pink pussy hovering scant inches above her face. Her eyes took in the brown puckered ring of the other female's tiny anus winking at her, as if assuring her it was all right.
She knew what she had to do at this point. Yes, she had to do it, not because Harry wanted it, but because deep down she realized she wanted to do it. Her entire moral being rejected it, yet her physical self wanted it more than ever.
With a swivel-hipped, wanton wriggle, the lovely Kathy's vibrantly alive pussy came squirming down against her beautiful and anxious face.
Karen's initial impulse was to scream out loud. She suddenly felt surrounded, trapped, suffocating, but the thrilling contact of the other, more experienced female's tongue as it pressed against the quivering bud of her own clitoris caused a long, deep moan of sexual surrender to come from deep within her chest. She gasped, her mouth suddenly wide open, and then she instinctively began nuzzling her face into the wet feminine furrow above her. Without even thinking about it, her tongue slithered out, probing experimentally to find the tiny shaft of clitoris hidden in its own hooded frenulum inside the swamp surrounded by hair-rimmed, blood-engorged labia. Her tongue caused the clitoris to erect immediately.
To her surprise, the warm, perfumed, definitely pungent flavor of the woman's thrusting pussy was not the least bit distasteful as she had initially imagined it might be. She quickly became more bold and more daring, licking again and again, then actually sucking some of the other woman's juices, following the lewd example Kathy had initially set. Occasionally she stabbed her quivering tongue directly into the wetly clutching vaginal opening. After awhile, she was able to establish a lewd, rhythmic movement to match Kathy's licking and sucking of her own vagina.
Together, the two women began spiraling higher and higher, climbing an orgasmic mountain together while Harry Greco looked on, feeling his cock stiffening as it had, before. Tongues were licking, lips were sucking and slurping as faces moved in and out of throbbing, pulsating vaginas. Hands grasped ass-cheeks and throats were gasping out little sounds of mutual and thrilling inner delight.
Thus intertwined, head to loins, each of them giving and also receiving a conglomeration of exquisitely erotic, thrilling sensations, the two women reached the apogee of their sexual climaxes together.
It began for Karen, initially a long, shuddering spasmodic convulsion of her body causing her to jerk spastically upward as wave after wave of surging, welcoming climax began spreading throughout her totally possessed body. It was a thrillingly symphonic rhapsody of feeling and sensation as it swept over her repeatedly, charging through her, leaving her satiated and totally spent. She never even realized her mouth, pressed firmly against Kathy's seething pussy, bellowed into the womanly hollow, "AAAAAAIIIIIG-GGGHHHAAAAAAHHHHHHMMM...CCCCCO-MMMIIIINNNNGGGG....GGG GGHHHHAAAA-UUUUWWWWAAAAMMMM UUUUURRRRR-GGGGGHHHHHGGGHHH!"
Meanwhile, above her, the lovely blonde Kathy continued to thrust her rounded loins firmly against the sucking mouth of the darker-haired woman's face with wildly uncontrolled abandon. Then she, too, arrived at that exquisite moment of total and utter delight, bellowing, "AAAUUUGGGHHHWWWW-AARRRRGGGGHHUUUNNN...GGHHAA-AARRGGGGGGGGHHHUUUNNGGHH!"
Kathy immediately rolled off Karen, gasping, "That was fabulous."
The brown-haired woman was unable to reply, lost as she was in the bliss of her own heavenly orgasm. All she was able to do was crawl to the pillow and lie there, closing her eyes, while Kathy moved up to where she was, pressing her mouth hungrily against hers while clinging to her.
Karen was confused, yet she had to admit she was sexually sated as never before. She was so delighted, she no longer thought to question what she did.
But her ideas of sexual satisfaction and those of
Kathy were entirely different. Nevertheless, she was so tired, Kathy realized she would not be able to do anything more with the woman that evening.
Rolling off the bed, she walked over to Harry Greco and said, "As far as I'm concerned, the evening's just begun. Want me to take the swelling out of your cock?"
"Sure," Harry nodded. "How about using that sweet mouth of yours and let me see if it's good for something other than talking."
"Is it all right if I stay the night then?"
"Honey, if you want, you can stay the weekend. Between the two of us, I'm certain we can really work that sleeping beauty on the bed into a lather."
"You really have the hots for her, don't you," Kathy murmured.
"Let's just think of it as a phase I'm going through at the moment," Harry said to her. "After this weekend I'll never be able to enjoy her again, so I'm going to put her through the wringer. In the meantime," he said, exposing his cock, "start sucking."