Chapter 7
The initial reaction of Mrs. Anthony Worthington to her debutante daughter's smiling, open-faced, bright-eyed, often giggly and terribly detailed description (several intimate nuances shocking Kiki herself) was really completely opposite of what the slightly nervous Kiki her fingers, her toes and several long strands of her pussy hair crossed anticipated. Sighting the glint in the socialite's happy eyes a split second before the older woman literally flew from her chair to embrace Kiki, the lovely, blue-eyed oriental girl over whom, if over no one else, the Fates hovered sleeplessly day after night, Kiki was simply overwhelmed with Nancylee's mother's gratitude. It was boundless, all-embracing, and although Kiki tried seriously several times to interrupt, protesting feebly that what she had done for Nancylee, really, anyone could have done providing the circumstances were equal.
Kiki found herself suddenly wealthy and not only with a shoe box full of cash Mrs. Worthington retrieved from a safe in her bedroom where this joyful event took place, but with a check drawn on a Mexican bank for the sum of $50,000 ("I would have gleefully paid that to any psychiatrist who could have cured my darling!") Kiki was speechless and also slightly embarrassed as she lay sprawled out on the wide, leather sofa, Nancylee embracing her and fondling her luscious breasts so strikingly naked and all of this right in front of the debutante's mother ... who babbled on endlessly about the future, now that her daughter's gigantic sex problem had been solved, and this was a precious key that would open many locked doors....
But it wasn't until Nancylee's nimble fingers began slithering up and down Kiki's silky thigh, the lacquered, well-manicured nails tantalizingly close to the licentiously visible, pink pussy lips inside the thick forest of dark, curly hair, that Kiki started biting her lower lip and just wishing she could be totally alone with the fiery-eyed young heiress who was now so proud of her accomplisliment, her deliciously naked body generating like a radiator, tiny, silvery beads of love-sweat building up out of her pores and especially between her luscious breasts, nipples of which Kiki found irresistible to her utter astonishment, never having given that much thought to the erotic possibilities of another young girl's ripe breasts. To tell the truth, Kiki's mouth watered every time she'd stare at them, her fingers itching to fondle and caress....
"Listen, my young darlings!" said Mrs. Worthington, obviously excited by the lavish display of wanton nakedness on the sofa across from the chaise lounge in which she was reclining, stroking her gleaming silver cigarette holder thoughtfully, "there's so much work to do, I mean, well you both understand," she smiled softly, winking and referring discreetly to the final burial of the bodies her one and only son had shot to death in the living room. "Your father," she said, brightening, "is due for luncheon and the kitchen staff is going insane because the new French chef is out of his mind ... ah, well, children, he off with you, my darlings, and be happy together," she smiled serenely. She folded her aristocratic hands. "Your father, my dear Nancylee, is going to be simply overjoyed to learn that our precious Kiki here has been able to ... shall we say ... enliven your ... ." With this Mrs. W. flew out of the solarium, the tattoo of her sharp spiked high heels on the polished parqueted floor making a noise that for no explainable reason sparked a flame inside Kiki's moist pussy to which she reacted suddenly with a violent tremor. She clung to Nancylee and they kissed passionately.
"I told you mother would be happy, didn't I?"
Kiki shivered as she felt Nancylee's eager fingers caressing and squeezing her ripe, swollen breasts, then the young debutante's pink lips brushing over Kiki's bare shoulders ... then Nancylee's flickering tongue as it swept over Kiki's taut tingling nipples at the same time the debutante's fingers pinched and teased the excited buds.
God, how time flies, Kiki was thinking. In the near distance she could hear the noise of clashing shovels and spades and then muted voices wafted by the gentle spring breezes that swept over the luxurious gardens of the Worthington estate. As she lay in Nancylee's arms, she could imagine Mrs. Worthington supervising the mass burial at the gravesite somewhere back in the wooded area behind the sumptuous mansion. Kiki wondered what Wang would think ... ,what his attitude would be about Tony's slaughtering the three brutish Hell's Angels. Time and again as Nancylee caressed her feverish body, Kiki wondered also about how the Fates were dealing with her slender Korean friend, Wang.
After a while Kiki had lost count, actually lost count of how many times she'd cum and to tell the truth, she wasn't sure she could afford to cum again ... that's how weakened she was by Nancylee's furious love-making, Nancylee's gratefulness for what Kiki had given her, compelling the young sexy heiress to please and satisfy the delicious oriental to the point of actually ignoring Kiki's feeble, half-hearted attempts to push Nancylee away, to stop her teasing fingers and her tickling tongue.
"Oh, God ... oh, yessssssssss," Kiki would whimper as Nancylee tantalized her pussy half to death with her eager fingers, how her fingernails would scrape over Kiki's naked bottom, how they'd pinch her tender flesh, how they'd make an idle promise and then keep it, pitching Kiki into a frenzy of multiple vaginal convulsions, Kiki squirming, writhing on the bed, her eyes soft and glazed as one ecstasy after another....
Oh, what perfect bliss!
"Kiki ... Kiki, my darling ... oh, Kiki," Nancylee would squeal with delight, "this is all so heavenly ... oh, darling, I could eat you alive. Really, I could eat you alive ... all of you, your little toes ... oh, Kiki ..,:!"
There would be a long silence, Kiki breathing softly, then her breath coming faster ... faster until she'd be writhing and humping her burning loins, twisting and squirming, her eyes rolling in her head as Nancylee would plead with her, "oh, just one more time, darling, Kiki ... one more time, oh, please, baby, let me love you. Let me consume you, oh, let me ... oh, I die like this," she would whimper, her stunning body sweating as if she'd been in a sauna, her downy armpits dripping hot, sweet-smelling sweat, her pussy sopping wet, her clitoris burning ... her nipples hot and eager for Nancylee's sharp teeth....
"Just one more time," she pleaded again, Kiki trying to relax her trembling body, then spreading her long legs lasciviously apart as she prepared herself to be tongue-fucked again into a frenzy of mindless sexual delirium, deciding that there were some fabulous gifts she could never never never bring herself to refuse. As Nancylee's hot tongue explored the soft pink flesh of Kiki's moistly palpitating cunt, as her questing tongue flickered and darted, Kiki verged on the brink of going passionately insane, her saliva-filled vagina throbbing, churning and convulsing to the point Kiki thought she'd pass out.
Kiki would hear herself sobbing and then she would glance up at Nancylee who, until that very morning, had been genuinely innocent, protected from the joy of hot sex by the simple fact that she was just simply frightened of men ... and also (regrettably) too ignorant to realize that she truly liked women instead. But in the course of a couple of transsexual cohabitations with Kiki, everything had changed -and so dramatically, for the young, terribly sexy, heiress. She would never never never be the same again. Kiki gripped Nancylee so tightly the debutante's pussy exploded into yet another orgasm, this one as equally violent as the others, the girl shivering like a leaf and moaning, groaning and making animal sounds that were sweet music to the young oriental girl's ears....
"I adore you ... ,I adore you," Kiki kept whispering. "Oh, lick ... yesssss, mmmmmmmmm, oh ... oh, God. God!"
Every sound from Nancylee was muffled except for now and then, a gurgle in her throat, a gurgle of erotic joy and this exciting noise encouraging Kiki....
Using her hands, Kiki pushed the sleekly churning surfaces of Nancylee's thighs wide open, burying her happy smiling face voraciously between the girl's silky thighs, her lips closing over Nancylee's hot clitoris with savage delight.
Carried away now by her own innate lesbian tendencies, Kiki began to suck pussy with all her strength, emulating the heiress, licking, thirsting, sucking and thrusting her agile tongue obscenely into the quivering, lust-inflated passage of Nancylee's cunt while the debutante groaned out the intensity of her insatiable sexual needs.
As the days passed and Kiki was never happier -the two girls were spending more and more time together, but not always in bed. Nancylee taught the lovely oriental girl how to ride bareback on the proud stallion the heiress gave Kiki as a present. Together they went swimming both in the luxurious, lighted pool and also in the quiet pond on the huge property. Often they were joined by some of Nancylee's close friends, boys and girls, all upper class and sometimes foolish, but nevertheless, friendly to Kiki but at the same time a bit stuffy as these people tend to be.
After Tony was finally released from the expensive hospital and declared physically fit and looking even more handsome from the long rest and the curative sunlamps, (the only visible sign of the past horror was a tracing of soon-to-be-sloughed-off scar tissue of the motorcycle thug's initial) the scion of the tremendously wealthy family fell madly in love with Kiki and if ever there was a case of sibling rivalry, a brother and sister vying for Kiki's tender love and erotic passion, this was it.
But the Fates were to reign as usual. The intense and hateful jealousy often manifested in sexual "triangles" of this nature showed its face only once or twice before the trio was able to understand the strangely unique and bizarre position in which they found themselves.
And when the Fates finally intervened, that is to say, put their foot down in the form of the arrival of Tony's father, the illustrious Worthington senior's grand manner literally swept the ravishing Kiki right off her feet. Being addicted to "misunderstanding" and rightfully attributing this idiosyncrasy to aging, he shocked the entire household, leaving them with their aristocratic mouths gaping open as he carried a smiling (naturally naked) Kiki out to the waiting helicopter.
Smiling broadly, he yelled out to his son: "Tony," he said, the spinning blades of the whirlybird almost drowning out his words, "take care of your mother and sister for me, okay ... ?"
"But father ... !"
"Daddy, you just ... you just can't ... !" cried out Nancylee.
"Anthony!" declared Mrs. Worthington, "Have you lost your mind again? Your behavior is positively preposterous!"
"Keep the home fires burning ... ." was Worthington Senior's last remark as he slammed the aircraft's door closed.
"Where to, sir?" grinned the nattily dressed pilot, his eyes flashing, Kiki's dazzling nakedness more sensuously provocative than ever....
"Gosh, you'll have to wait a second or two," said the older man. "I forgot something." With this he flung open the chopper door and, ducking, ran under the blades toward the mansion.
No sooner was he clear of the chartered aircraft than it eased off the green grass and gracefully floated away....