Chapter 10
Even though Cathy tried to alternately rest and pass time by reading, her thoughts continued reverting back to the mysterious Jorge Velasquez, about whom Luis Sanchez had spoken with such great reverence.
The one thing that, above all seemed to typify the kind of life she had been leading since being placed under the captivity of the exceedingly clever and strong willed Sanchez, was the sheer unpredictability that governed everything, or virtually everything, that she encountered in and around the huge mansion.
It appeared that whereas she thought of events as unpredictable, everything actually was smoothly functioning according to a grand design set into motion by the calculating Sanchez, who knew precisely what he wanted on all occasions and saw to it that his designs were carried out to the letter. His every command was promptly implemented into actuality, and whereas she had the idea that the others in the household knew something about the grand design of things, her mind was thrown into great disarray every time that she attempted to unravel the seemingly insoluble puzzle.
After a restless morning and part of an afternoon had been consumed in anxious waiting, she was promptly summoned from her room by a smiling Jose, who bowed graciously, then licked his lips in a highly suggestive fashion as he gave her body the once over. It was the first time that anyone there had seen her in her stunning red bikini, which was practically new, and which she had only worn once before, on an occasion in Chicago just prior to leaving for Mexico when she had sunned herself along Lake Michigan.
"You look absolutely captivating," he grinned. "Oh, I am so sorry that I cannot ravish you this very moment. You are such a stunning woman. An absolute joy to behold. I love that red bikini. Your exquisite body stands out magnificently in it."
"Thank you," she replied in a guarded tone.
"I will escort you outside now, where Senor Jorge Velasquez is waiting to meet you. So, if you will follow me, young lady. And, as I said before, I am only sorry that I will not have the opportunity to spend the remainder of this day thoroughly ravishing your succulent body."
She followed behind Jose, who led her through the main part of the house, then out into the backyard. The first thing she observed was a large blue water bed, which was being carried by Miguel and Ramon. Eventually they set it down not far from the swimming pool.
Seated not far from the pool at a table, shaded by a green canopy overhead, was a tall, slender, dark-haired man wearing a sport shirt and shorts. He sipped slowly at his Marguerita, watching the scene.
Standing next to the water bed, watching the men set it down, was none other than the beautiful Mary, who looked thoroughly impressive in a pale yellow bikini. Whenever the distinguished looking man sitting at the table would cast his appreciative eyes in Mary's direction, they would noticeably twinkle. Here was a man who genuinely appreciated the scintillating beauty of the female form.
As soon as Ramon and Miguel finished their work, the crisp, authoritative voice of Luis Sanchez was heard from the background as he stepped out into the yard.
"Very good, men," he said. "Thank you."
Ramon and Miguel bowed dutifully, then walked back into the house as a smiling Luis Sanchez surveyed the entire scene. He took a long, lusty look at Mary, admiring her appreciatively in her dazzling bikini. He did the same to Cathy, after which he then walked over toward the man sitting under the canopy. He sat down in the chair next to him, patting him gratefully on the shoulder.
"I hope you are comfortable, Jorge," Luis said as he joined him.
"Very much so. You are always the perfect host, Luis. You never leave anything to chance when it comes to planning."
"Thank you. You're so kind. I trust that the Marguerita has been fixed to specifications."
"It is very good. Thank you."
"Do you need another?"
"No. I am working on this one rather slowly. I want to conserve my intake, particularly in view of the adventures I am about to witness and experience," he smiled.
Luis Sanchez burst into laughter.
"A very wise idea indeed," Luis nodded. Luis then turned his head toward the girls. "Good afternoon, ladies."
"Good afternoon," Mary winked.
"Good afternoon," Cathy said in a tone that was slightly subdued. She could not help but feel, along with an apprehension conditioned by the uncertainty of the moment, as if she were some kind of tarnished woman, a courtesan being kept in some kind of strange and mysterious beach estate.
"Cathy, my dear, I want to introduce you to a very good friend of mine," Luis beamed as he looked at her. "A man I would like to describe as one of my most cherished friends."
"I would describe you the same way, Luis," the man responded.
"That is very good," Luis resumed. "At any rate, this is Jorge Velasquez. Jorge, this is a lady I have spoken to you a good deal about. This is Cathy."
"Oh, yes, Cathy," the distinguished looking man smiled. "I am most happy to meet you."
"Hello," Cathy replied.
"Now you girls can go right ahead and show Jorge just how much passion you have stored up in those sexy bodies," Luis Sanchez said.
"I'm all for that," Mary chuckled with girlish enthusiasm. "Come on. honey."
Mary, who seemed to have been clued in on what was to develop next, took Cathy by the hand, leading her over to the water bed.
As Cathy stood next to the water bed, Mary eased her seductive body downward on top of it. As she lay stretched out on the water bed, giving every indication of feeling great comfort, she motioned Cathy with a wiggling finger to join her.
"C'mon, honey, over here," Mary said.
"Go ahead, Cathy," Luis Sanchez called out.
Cathy eased her body down on top of the water bed. No sooner did she get comfortably stretched out on top of it than Mary jumped up to her feet. She promptly, with quick, vigorous movements, pulled and tugged at her bikini top as the eyes of the two men lit up. Immediately Jorge Velasquez looked over at Luis and grinned.
"Yes, this is what I like," Velasquez said.
"Wait until you see this girl completely naked," Luis said proudly.
"Yes, I know. You told me what to expect."
"I can tell you, my good friend, but nothing will be able to match the spontaneous enthusiasm you will feel when you see what is going to happen with your very eyes."
"Oh, yes. That I can believe," Jorge Velasquez nodded with vigorous anticipation.
While Cathy lay stretched out on the water bed, she stared with curiosity up at Mary who, with one quick thrusting movement, removed her bikini top and tossed it to the ground.
Mary played things to the hilt, a broad smile spreading itself across her entire face as she knew that she had her appreciative male audience in the palm of her hand. Mary knew that she could always turn Luis on, and was more than happy to do so, but for the moment she was concentrating her awesome charms on the estate's distinguished guest, Jorge Velasquez, and she was determined to add him to the list of her many erotic admirers.
Once that she tossed her bikini top aside she flung her breasts with fervent desire and let her entire body rotate. She threw her searing bosoms forward, thrusting them squarely in the direction of Jorge
Velasquez, and the impressed visitor let out an audible gasp as he stared at the succulent ripeness of her sharply rotating ivory-textured melons.
"What a woman!" Jorge gasped.
"She is just getting warmed up," Luis laughed, happy that Mary was already registering a tremendous impact on him.
After Mary had flung her succulent breasts back and forth several more times, she reached down and began removing her bikini bottom. She slid it swiftly down her legs, then picked it up and tossed it to the
Now the shapely, brown-haired woman was totally devoid of clothes, sporting the kind of even tan that Luis Sanchez dictated upon all his women, achieved through the steady influence of nude sunbathing in the patio.
Once again Mary, just as had been the case the other occasion when Cathy had met her, used her seductive ass cheeks to good advantage as she let the smoothly textured, excellently-rounded flesh twist and slide methodically as the action developed.
"Oh, how I love that ass!" Jorge Velasquez gasped.
"Keep shaking it for him, my dear," Luis encouraged. "Oh, yes, that is what I call one gorgeous
The smile on Mary's face broadened some more. She loved knowing that Jorge was hanging on every writhing movement of her superbly shaped ass. Finally she turned her body around so that that same sharply pistoning behind was pointed squarely at Jorge, providing him the best possible view of what was developing.
Cathy heard Velasquez utter another loud gasp, and this one indicated awe as much as erotic excitement. Her whole body vibrated as her wiggling buttocks totally captivated Jorge Velasquez, and through all the sizzling activity a contented smile was fastened on the face of Luis Sanchez, who knew that Mary was having the kind of effect on Velasquez for which he had hoped and anticipated.
Eventually, just when she had whipped Velasquez up to a frenzy, she brought her body movements to a halt, ceasing her ass shaking as well as she turned her body around and faced Cathy.
"You are absolutely beautiful," she said huskily, pointing downward toward Cathy.
"Show her what you feel for her," Luis encouraged.
"By all means," Velasquez concurred.
"I intend to," Mary left no doubt, speaking in a determined voice. Not only was her voice determined. The searing look in her eyes gave every indication of a woman stoutly determined to prevail, to experience the kind of excitement and adventure that would propel her into a state of wild ecstasy.
She promptly threw herself down on top of the water bed, and before Cathy had an opportunity to react, the hotly panting Mary was pulling and tugging at her bikini top.
"Oh, I was wanting to do this to you the first time we met," she seductively whispered. "How I wanted you. But I had to save myself for Luis that day. We'd had our thing planned. That was the only thing that stopped me from going after you right then. Oh, honey, what a body, what a face, I'm crazy about you."
"Go after her, Mary," Velasquez almost shouted, having been catapulted to a state of delirious sexual desire from watching the erotic Mary in action. Now he was looking forward to seeing what would develop now that the lovely Cathy was also involved.
At first Cathy felt a sense of great humiliation over having to endure what was happening to her. Not only was there a hotly panting female so determined to have sex with her that she would literally rape her if that should be necessary, but she was being watched by two men, who were deriving great joy in seeing her bikini top plucked off by the twisting, frantic fingers of Mary.
Cathy could not help but feel that she was very definitely being used for something evil. Here she was, being hotly pursued and undressed by a dazzling young woman she barely knew, and sitting just a few feet away was a man who was a total stranger to her, who was enjoying every moment of what was transpiring. Sitting next to the stranger was none other than Luis Sanchez, one of the most charismatic yet highly mysterious men she had ever known, who had orchestrated what was happening at the moment. Sanchez supremely orchestrated everything that occurred on this lavish tropical estate, she recognized, and she could not help but think of herself as one of a series of puppets being manipulated at every turn by the ingenious Sanchez.
Her body trembled as Mary's surging fingers took complete and devastating charge of things. She yanked off Cathy's bikini top, then tossed it onto the pavement.
"Oh, what glorious breasts," Mary swooned.
Once again the hotly panting Mary was on her in a flash. She thrust her eager, trembling fingers downward and let them clutch tightly against the firm flesh of her mammaries, which by then had become brown from all the nude sun bathing she had done the past few days.
"Oh, what precious boobs," Mary gasped. "This feels good. It feels so good running my fingers over them. Ah, this is such a great feeling. I love it, really love it."
"Look at Mary go to it," Velasquez looked at Sanchez and smiled. "I don't blame her. Cathy has a beautiful set of boobs."
"My girls all have one thing in common-passion," Luis related.
"So I see," Velasquez nodded.
The crisply assertive fingers of Mary drove forward several more times, sinking against the warmth of Cathy's flesh. When she released her fingers from them, she reached down and made an immediate grab for Cathy's bikini bottom.
"I'm gonna hold your beautiful behind in my fingers," Mary proudly declared. "This is gonna be great."
Cathy was unable to do anything to resist Mary's aggressive finger activity. For one thing, she was afraid to mount any kind of resistance. There was his majesty, the sagacious Luis Sanchez sitting only a few feet away, and it was a certainty that he would quickly call a halt to any resistance that would take place on her part. Even though he had not so much as threatened her once, he had made it abundantly clear that he controlled his estate as a king would a kingdom, and she knew that, if need be, Sanchez would be perfectly capable of supplying discipline and meting out punishment.
Although she hated to admit it to herself, there was another emerging reason why she was not supplying any opposition to what was happening. There was something about the quick movements of Mary which, coupled with her overpowering beauty of face and form, caused Cathy to feel sparks of titillation in her body, particularly between her legs. Mary had a strong sex drive, a wild and seething sensuality that was transmitting itself to Cathy. In addition to the aforementioned desires, Cathy also could not help but feel a strongly developing measure of pride over the fact that this beautiful woman, who was obviously a lot more experienced sexually than was she, and who had apparently led something of the swinger's life in hedonistic Hollywood, was turning on with her to such a demonstrable extent. It could not help but make her feel that she was erotically arriving.
Mary's fingers tugged sharply at Cathy's bikini bottom while Cathy's body twisted in rapid response to the movements. The men listened closely to the erotic scraping sounds of the skimpy bathing suit material making contact with Cathy's quivering flesh.
Even though Luis could have ordered the girls to show up in the patio completely naked, he had decided to have them initially appear in bikinis since he felt that this would make the most solid impact on Jorge Velasquez. He was now convinced after gauging Jorge's reactions that he had been precisely accurate.
There was Velasquez, sitting on the edge of his chair, a noticeable swelling present in his crotch, a swelling which resulted in the tenting of the shorts he wore.
Luis Sanchez could not help but feel a swelling measure of joy and pride over the fact that Jorge Velasquez had already advanced to the high level erotic state that he was occupying at that moment.
Sanchez had felt that it would be a good idea to leave a little something to Velasquez' imagination in the beginning, and as such he had had the girls wear bikinis. He also knew that a good deal of erotic drama could be achieved by having the women remove their bikinis, always a sensuously inspiring sight, and such had been the case. Velasquez was sitting totally enthralled, his heart pounding with surging sensual anxiety as he observed the bright red bikini bottom sliding down the legs of the beautiful Cathy while Mary's fingers remained squarely in charge.
A few seconds later Mary completely discarded Cathy's bikini bottom, and now she had her right where she wanted her, in a state of total nudity, and as she tossed her bikini bottom away she looked over at Jorge Velasquez, observing an expression of lust in his eyes. It made her feel good to know that things were going so well.
"I must have you, right now," a panting Mary emphatically exclaimed.
Mary shoved her pulsating red tongue forward, letting it push against the solid warmth of Cathy's breasts.
The globes of firm breast flesh soon became slickened and moist from the stirring, rapid fire tongue action of the brown-haired woman. The longer the action continued, the greater the fiery waves of passion that circulated through Cathy's entire body, particularly in her crotch. The pulsating waves of ecstasy tore through her thoroughly captivated vagina as the stimulating tongue thrusts continued.
"Keep whipping your tongue, Mary," Velasquez exclaimed. "Cathy really loves it. You're really turning her on."
Mary loved the fact that Velasquez was shouting verbal encouragement. It meant that they were getting to him, this spirited sexual activity taking place between a beautiful brown-haired woman and the equally captivating blonde who turned her on to such an extent.
The longer that Mary kept her tongue manipulating passionately against Cathy's breasts, the sharper that she let it plunge as the passionate intensity between the two women continued growing by leaps and bounds.
A few hot stabs later, Mary suddenly released her tongue from Cathy's sweltering boobs.
"I want to taste you," Mary told her emphatically.
Mary threw her body down until she was lying sprawled directly across from Cathy's vagina. Her own sweltering pussy was just several tantalizing inches from Cathy's tongue.
"Oh, I want you so bad," Mary declared.
"These women can't help but put an instant hard-on on you," Luis told Velasquez.
"You are so right," Velasquez quickly replied. "They are both so beautiful and both so passionate."
Mary shoved her flaming red tongue forward, allowing it to make sweeping contact against the sweltering moistness of Cathy's searing vaginal cleft. Back and forth she allowed it to wiggle with snake-like impact, and all the while the momentum between the two stunning women continued to build.
Mary had been thoroughly clued in by Luis Sanchez at the time that this session was being planned. Luis had told her that Cathy was a comparative beginner on the subject of sex, and that she was a total novice when it came to woman-woman sex, having had it performed on her only once, that with Dolores.
Having been forewarned by Luis Sanchez, it therefore did not bother Mary that Cathy's tongue was not going to work on her pussy at the same moment that her own tongue was making spearing contact with the vagina of Cathy.
Mary was confident that, once she succeeded in pushing Cathy to the sweltering point as a result of her own spirited tongue thrusts, that Cathy would become caught up in the wild vortex of sensuality and would plunge her spirited tongue inside the tundra of her captivated vagina.
So Mary kept up her stimulating contact, driving her tongue back and forth, wiggling it with seething desire as she pushed it inside the aroused orifice of
Cathy.
A few fiery strokes later, the aroused Mary decided to go all out in her attempt to get Cathy to engage her in a sweltering sixty-nine. She knew the kind of devastating reactions that her ass was capable of generating, and now here she was, whipping her buttocks back and forth in a frantic state of sensual arousal.
While Cathy gasped and sighed from the pulsating contact of Mary's surging tongue driving deep inside her nest, her eyes remained in hypnotic contact with the pendulously swinging flesh of Mary's tanned and trim buttocks.
Cathy could easily see why Jorge Velasquez' eyes had appeared as if ready to pop out of their sockets while they had been riveted on the pendulously swinging ass cheeks of this devastatingly erotic woman.
Now Cathy was coming under the same influence, being drawn closer and closer to Mary, wondering if she ought to take a plunge that she never previously, not even in her wildest dreams, would have even remotely considered taking.
Yes, Cathy was now approaching the point at which she was thinking strongly about driving her tongue forward and letting it make contact against the warmth of Mary's fiery pussy.
Mary's tongue kept digging with unflagging zest, pushing against the wet folds of throbbing flesh as Cathy was pushed ever closer to a wild and delirious climax, when the impassioned juices would spurt from her aroused nest.
Slowly but surely Cathy found herself edging her head closer to Mary's mound, and all the while the hypnotic influence of Mary's buttocks continued generating an impactful influence on her.
Finally she pushed her tongue forward, a little fearfully, with some reluctance, but sure enough there she was, ready to enter into yet another new phase of her sex life. She could see that she had been drawn out gradually ever since her arrival, and that now things she would have considered previously out of the question were becoming commonly accepted events and activities.
Even though she felt a strong measure of fear over doing what she was about to do, Cathy nonetheless finally shoved her tongue forward, letting it make its initial scraping contact against the searing plane of Mary's vaginal cauldron.
Immediately Mary's entire body pulsated, rocking back and forth as if she had experienced a detonating earthquake. Cathy could see just how sensitive she was toward receiving erotic contact.
At first the movements on the part of Cathy were tentative, but before long, spurred on by the steaming waves of passion in her vagina from the hotly thrusting tongue of the beautiful Mary, she was being propelled into a state of much greater boldness and recklessness. No longer was it a problem to engage in what had been a previously verboten act, and now her tongue was starting to spear the moistness of Mary's succulent vagina with an equivalent measure of intensity as that which was being generated by the tongue of Mary.
The girls matched each other stroke for stroke, their ass cheeks wiggling with wildly uninhibited desire as they pushed each other ever closer to the state of stimulating orgasms.
All the while, Jorge Velasquez sat entranced, watching the spirited action taking place.
Eventually, at the point wherein Velasquez was certain that the aroused women would be soon exploding, he jumped up from his chair and walked over even closer to the action than he was, to within several feet of the beautiful gyrating bodies, which now contained a glistening glow of perspiration.
Velasquez' entire body began to tremble as he removed his sport shirt, which he tossed on top of the table at which he had been sitting. Now all he had to do was remove his shorts, which he did. There he was, standing totally naked with an immense hard-on, his body trembling as he watched the girls engage in their torrid, erotically inspiring sixty-nine.
"What women, what gorgeous women," Velasquez exclaimed in a voice filled with both admiration and awe.
All the while the girls continued to dig their tongues with energetic intensity inside the wet folds of each other's throbbing vaginas.
The spirited fingers of Velasquez went to work against the throbbing length of his thoroughly captivated cock. Up and down he pumped with vigorous enthusiasm as he watched the unfolding action of two beautiful females with their dazzling bodies entwined, their devastating tongues driving with great zest.
"Oh, this is so fine," Velasquez exclaimed, continuing to drive his fingers up and down against the throbbing length of his pulsating manhood. He remained in a state of great enthusiasm over what was happening.
The girls exploded at the same moment in time, their bodies twisting and bouncing resiliently atop the water bed as the spurting drops of their female fluid spilled from their pussies.
Velasquez was close to orgasm just from gliding his fingers up and down against the searing length of his aroused cock and watching the girls orgasm.
He removed his fingers from his cock and stepped even closer to the action, watching the last few splashing drops of feminine fluid escaping into the wetness of the girls' mouths.
"As I said before, my women are passionate," Luis Sanchez told Jorge Velasquez.
"Right. Absolutely right," Velasquez confirmed.
As soon as the women removed their tongues from each other's vaginas, a panting Jorge Velasquez catapulted his body downward atop the water bed, and before Cathy was able to recover from the spirited activity in which she had just finished engaging with Mary, Velasquez was all over her.
"Go get her, Jorge," Mary smiled, sliding over onto the far edge of the water bed and giving Velasquez plenty of room in which to maneuver with his captivating prey.
"I intend to ravish this beautiful creature," he replied.
Velasquez reached out and let his fingers probe against the wetness of Cathy's breasts, the precipitation remaining from the stabbing tongue movements of Mary.
His fingers clutched tightly against Cathy's breasts, and as the contact was made Cathy's body twisted back and forth in dramatic response to what was happening to her.
"Oh, yes, Jorge, you are really enjoying yourself," a pleased Luis Sanchez smiled as he observed the action.
"I can't fail to enjoy myself with a woman of such beauty," was Jorge's immediate response.