Chapter 12
After Mimi left my room, I remained crying on the bed for a long while. My inadvertent admission to her finally convinced me that everything I had said about myself was completely true. Why else would I have told her about Gus? What other reason could there have been to account for my receptiveness to her easy seduction if it weren't true that I was incapable of refusing any sexual invitation? I had to face the facts about myself. A whore was the least terrible thing I was.
What made everything even worse than before was the knowledge that I let this weakness of mine destroy the relationship I had with Mimi and Gus. The probable outcome of all this was almost too depressing to consider. At best, they would send me home after a terrible fight, with me obviously at the center. The worst possibility-I refused to even contemplate it. Yet, as negative as I was, I was, I somehow sensed that the outcome would be a great deal worse than I could even begin to imagine.
Oh my God, I thought, terrified. How could I explain this to my mother, my family? What could I tell them after I was sent home?
I felt like crying, but I was too frightened to push myself to tears. I hated myself and I hated this weakness. I wished that all of it had never happened. More deeply even, I wished that I were dead.
They were right! They were right! A whore is what I was, what I am, and what I will always be. A whore.
This knowledge, and the very real fear of facing Mimi and Gus, kept me in my room for the balance of the day. I remained in my room even after I heard Gus and the children come home from the movie. Cindy asked where I was, and I heard Mimi answer her. But she said the words too softly for them to reach me through the closed door. Throughout dinner I remained in my room, and was both glad and frightened that no one called me. I was happy not to be disturbed, but terrified when I wondered why I wasn't called to the table. What had Mimi told Gus? What excuse had she given for my absence?
The fear grew worse when I heard the children going to sleep. Neither one of them knocked on my door to say goodnight to me. What was even worse, I knew that Gus and Mimi would have a chance to talk after the kids went to sleep. It didn't take much of an imagination to guess what they were talking about. All I waited for was the knock on my door.
About an hour later, it came. A single soft but stern knock on the door. I held my breath and closed my ears, but the knock sounded again.
I tried to answer it, but no sound came out.
On the other side of the door I heard someone call my name. "Tootsie! Are you awake, Tootsie?"
The door opened a crack, and it was Mimi. "I'm glad you're awake. Can we come in? We'd like to speak to you." We!
"Sure," I said softly. "Come on in."
Mimi slowly entered the room. She was wearing a masked expression. I noticed that she still had the same blue housedress on, and I wondered whether she had anything under it. Why I wondered that, I couldn't begin to guess. Fear does strange things sometimes.
Gus followed her in and closed the door behind him. He had on a green sweater and a pair of shorts made from cut-off jeans that were bleached almost white. Without wanting to, I found myself looking at his crotch, at the heavy lump bunched at the base of his trunk. Then, catching myself, I pulled my eyes away and looked over at Mimi. She was smiling; she had caught me.
I sat up on my bed and swung my feet around so that I faced them. The chair was still beside my bed where Mimi had left it earlier. I didn't stare at them or the chair, but buried my eyes on the floor when I realized that my panties were still on my bed where Mimi had left them. I had my shorts on, but I felt naked.
"We'll get right to the point, Tootsie," Mimi began. She sat in the chair, and our knees almost touched.
I didn't look up. "About what?"
"I think you know already, don't you?"
Gus made an awkward, strained noise in his throat, and I clenched my eyes shut at the sound. I wished I would die. I prayed for it.
"Don't you, Tootsie!" Mimi repeated. It was no longer a question. It was a threat.
I looked up and saw Mimi smiling wickedly at me.
"I guess so," I answered. I dropped my eyes quickly as they met hers. I was no match for her stare.
"What's that I see on the bed?" Oh God, no! No! "Give them to me!"
Without looking at her, I reached over, picked up the panties, and handed them to Mimi. She pulled them from me and dangled them in my face.
"What a nice pretty pair of panties. Would you like to see Tootsie's panties, Gus? Look at the stain in the crotch. Do you know what that stain is from? It's from Tootsie's hot little cunt. Did you have these panties on the day you fucked Gus?"
Obediently, I looked up at the panties. They were a pale green pair, and she dangled them from one finger.
"Did you?" she demanded.
"I ... I don't remember."
"You don't remember?" her voice dripped with sarcasm. "What a shame, you don't remember."
She flipped the panties across the room at her husband, and I flinched at the sudden movement. "See if you remember them, Gus! Put your nose to the crotch and sniff them. See if you remember the smell of her pretty little cunt. You should remember what her cunt smelled like after you licked it clean."
Gus put the shorts to his face and wiped the crotch on his lips.
"Our Tootsie is a pretty good cunt-licker herself," Mimi continued. "She licked my cunt pretty well, you know. This very afternoon. On this very bed. Tootsie had a nice juicy little crotch...."
I could stand it no longer without screaming: "Just what do you want from me, Mimi?" I asked. My voice was neither pleading nor anguished, just flat and unemotional; it surprised me that I could keep my fear out of it.
"What do I want?" Mimi parodied my voice and made it sound ugly. "All right, Tootsie. I'll tell you what I want."
She stood up from the chair and walked around behind it. Her breasts were cushioned between her arms as she pressed down on the back of the chair with her hands. I could see that she was wearing no bra under her housedress because her nipples were hard, poking through the blue material.
"Take your clothes off," she said.
I stared at her face. "What?"
"Take your clothes off. What's wrong, didn't you hear me? I'll repeat it: take your clothes off!"
I closed my eyes and tried to make her go away. "But why-"
"Don't tell me you're embarrassed! You weren't embarrassed when you fucked my husband. And you certainly weren't embarrassed this afternoon when you wanted your pussy licked. Now do what I said. Take your clothing off, Tootsie."
I looked over at Gus, but he wasn't looking at me. He was staring down at the floor.
"NOW!" Mimi screamed.
"All right," I whispered, broken.
I began with my blouse. I opened the top button and lingered before I moved my fingers down to the second button. I played with the white button with my trembling fingers, aware that Mimi was watching my every move.
"Stand in the middle of the room!" she instructed.
I didn't bother to fight her. I was beaten and I knew it She was still that maternal, parental figure from this afternoon, only now her emphasis had shifted: she was an avenging parent; a disciplinarian.
I walked to the middle of the room and turned around so that I faced them both. Fleetingly I recalled how I'd enjoyed exhibiting myself sexually before, and despite my true fear a tingle of perverse anticipation chilled my spine. I cursed myself and hated myself for it being there, but it was there none the less, and I could do nothing about it.
"Now undress slowly," she instructed. She turned her chair around and pushed it back so that it was pressed against the bed. She sat in the chair, leaning backward, with her legs stiff and parted, almost as though she were preparing to masturbate.
"I want you to watch this, Gus!" she shouted. "Tootsie's going to get us all hot, aren't you, Tootsie?"
I watched in disbelief as Mimi cupped her cunt through the housedress. She squeezed in with her fingers, and I could see the whole swell of the mount between her legs.
"Undress!"
I opened the second button; my fingers were really trembling now. There was a lot more going on in this room than I was aware of. What it was exactly, I didn't know. But I was sure I would know soon enough.
The third button popped open, and my blouse opened in a wide V. The top of my bra was visible, and I was glad now that I wore it. The material, being so white, looked striking against the tanned brown of my skin. I worked on the fifth and sixth buttons, and the blouse parted.
"Take it off!" Mimi's eyes seemed locked on my breasts. Her fingers were still curved around the mound of her cunt, and it looked as though she were beginning to move her fingers some.
I took the blouse off and dropped it on the floor. I felt embarrassed; my folded arms automatically came up and tried to hide my semi-nudity.
"Put your hands down! I'm sure you didn't do that when you were seducing Gus. Play with your tits. Cup them through the bra."
I did as I was told. I cupped them and squeezed in. A warm flush ran through my chest and I felt the nipples get hard. I looked at Mimi-she was masturbating herself. I looked at Gus-he was watching me silently.
"Now the bra. And cup your tits when it's off. Play with them like you always do. like you're enjoying it. Are you watching, Gus? I wouldn't want you to miss this."
I tried first by reaching behind me to unsnap the hook, but my fingers were shaking, and I couldn't do it. Instead, I dropped the right strap and then the left. The cups of the bra pulled slightly away from my breasts, and I could see my nipples when I looked down. I hesitated a moment, and held my breath. I locked my fingers on the bra and pulled it down to my waist. My breasts were naked, and I pulled the bra around and undid the hook.
I was very aware of Mimi's eyes on my breasts. The nipples were hard and stiff, and the excitement and the fear made them tingle.
"You have nice tits, Tootsie," Mimi said. The overriding harshness seemed to be gone from her voice for a moment. "Now cup them in your hands. Squeeze the nipples."
I wanted to. My breasts ached, and my fingers felt like fire when I cupped them. The breasts were hard, flushed with blood; my cunt throbbed when I squeezed the nipples under my thumb and index finger. They felt heavy in my hand, and I ran my finger across them for my own pleasure now.
"You like touching yourself, don't you? I don't blame you. I like to touch myself, too."
I looked at her. Her legs had stiffened in pleasure. Two fingers were still working feverishly in her crotch, and I thought I saw a stain of discharge under her cupped hand whenever she grabbed herself and pushed the blue material of the housedress back into her cunt.
"Do you have sensitive tits, Tootsie? You like having them played with? Did you ever come from having someone suck your tits? I did once. I masturbated myself to orgasm while someone sucked my nipples. That someone wasn't Gus, though. Was it, Gus?" She chuckled obscenely.
I looked over at Gus. He was looking back at me, and had one hand on his crotch, holding his cock. From the thick outline it made across the front of his jeans, I could tell he had a hard-on.
"Now the shorts, Tootsie. Take the shorts off."
I dropped my hands from my breasts, feeling exposed again once my nipples were no longer covered with my hands. I slid my hand down my side to the button on my shorts. My fingers were trembling so much from the excitement I felt that the button seemed to dance under my fingers. I undid it and unzipped the zipper.
"Pull them down. Slowly."
I grabbed the material in my fingers and pulled it down my body. Slowly. The top of my shorts pulled across the fringe of my hair, exposing the beginning of my cunt.
"You're nice and hairy," Mimi observed. Her hand was still working in her cunt; the dampness from her discharge was all over the front of her dress.
I pulled the pants the rest of the way down and stepped out of them. I was completely naked now, and I stood with my hands at my sides. The air felt cool and exciting against my cunt, and tremors of anticipation throbbed viciously inside me.
"Play with your pussy. You know how. like you play with it when there's no one around to see you. Play with it for your own pleasure. like I'm playing with my pussy."
I was almost grateful for her suggestion. My cunt ached to be touched. My clit was like a hot pebble between my cunt lips; it throbbed for the caress of my fingers. There was a very close link between fear and sexuality, but I didn't begin to suspect how close that link was until I touched my cunt. It was dripping wet.
"Ohhhh," I moaned, quite involuntarily, the moment I touched my cunt. I was excited beyond belief. I began to rub my clit, and the lips of my cunt made a squishy-wet noise.
"You like it, don't you? Sure you do. Look how wet your cunt is. You can't get enough sex, can you, Tootsie?"
I closed my ears to her words, even though I could feel them sinking into my brain where they would remain until this was over, and my awareness told me again that I had fallen once more to sexuality. Can't get enough, she said. Well, it was true: I couldn't get enough. I just plain liked sex!
After my ears, I closed my eyes and began to masturbate in earnest. It was as though I were the only one in the room. Wave after wave of pleasure radiated up from my cunt, and I hunched myself against my cupped fingers. I parted my legs and strained down for pleasure, undulating my hips in a small tight circle.
"Wow. Look at Tootsie grind. She's going to come before any of us."
I could feel the strain in my neck and arms, and the pulling in my back from pressing my cunt against my hand. It was difficult to masturbate standing up.
"Stick your finger inside," Mimi said.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. She had the housedress pulled up, exposing her cunt and legs. Her hand was buried against her cunt, and I could see her fingernail playing with her clit. The bunched blue material of her dress draped around her cunt, and I found myself staring in fascination at the brown-blonde hair.
"Your finger," she reminded.
I bent forward, looking at my cunt, and watched as my middle finger sank between the lips. I moaned in pleasure when I felt my finger moving inside me. I wiggled the finger around, rotating it, pressing my fist up against my clit, masturbating myself still with the pressure of my hand.
"It's not as good as a cock, is it? Too small. A finger was never a good substitute for a good hard cock in a hot woman. Would you like to see a cock, Tootsie? "
I looked across at Mimi. She had her legs up, off the floor, and she was humping her own finger in and out of her cunt. The lips were spread open, and it looked like a bearded mouth swallowing up her hand. She hunched herself forward onto the finger, rocking her body back and forth.
"That's right," she grunted. "A cock. Gus's cock."
I looked over at Gus. He was rubbing his cock through his jeans.
"Go take his cock out, Tootsie," Mimi whispered. She rested her legs, squeezing them together around her hand. "Take his cock out and suck on it!"
The words were like a punch in the stomach; I felt all my breath suck out of me in a wet shudder. Her command frightened and excited me, and I felt the burning need to do as she asked, even though I would be doing it in front of her and doing it to her own husband.
"I said take his cock and suck it."
I pulled my finger from my cunt and wiped my wet hand on my thigh. My mouth was like cotton as I stepped toward Gus. He was leaning passively against the closed door of my room, holding his cock through his pants.
"Juice your hand up for him with your cunt!" Mimi instructed, turning to watch us. "Use a nice wet hand on his cock."
I stood in front of him, almost frightened to move. My palms itched and my hand wanted to grab his cock and pull it into my cunt. I hesitated.
"Do it!"
The command galvanized me to move. My fumbling fingers caressed his cock with a few pulling touches through his pants. It felt long and terribly hard; the heat seemed to rise up through the material and burn my fingers.
I pulled the fly open. Gus wasn't wearing shorts under his jeans, and I could see the dark forest of black curling hair in the open slit of his pants. His cock was pushed over to the side, and I could only see the thick base of the organ when I looked in.
"Pull it out ... uhhh ... and suck it!" The command was punctuated with a groan of pleasure; Mimi's excitement excited me.
I put my hand into his open pants, circled Gus's cock, and pulled it out. It sprang out like a steel spring, stiff and hard. His balls were still inside his pants and I reached a trembling hand in and pulled them out. They seemed heavy in my hand, and they hung obscenely down the open pants.
I couldn't resist his cock. I reached for it and ran my hand up and down it, jerking him toward me.
"Wet your hand!"
I pulled my hand away and wiped it between my legs, my cunt was dripping, and my hand came away wet and shiny. To wet it, and to satisfy the ache of pleasure, I'd almost shoved my whole hand inside my cunt.
I touched his cock again. My fingers were slippery and moist, and my hand slid effortlessly down the long length of Gus's cock until my fist was pressed against the open zipper of his pants. I could feel the heaviness of his balls pressed against my fingers; they swung toward me when I pulled my hand back, jerking his cock toward me. I traveled down the length of his cock and squeezed the swollen head under my tightening fingers. I stroked him rapidly up and down.
"Enough. Now suck him."
My mouth was open and saliva was dribbling from the corners of my lips as I bent forward and sucked his cock. I closed my eyes and felt his hardness slip past my lips, over my tongue and push back into my mouth. He was hot and heavy between my lips, and I could taste the bitter saltiness of my own juices along the wet shaft of his cock.
"Move to the side! I want to watch!"
Gus shifted around so that he was sideways, and I waddled around with him. I dropped to my knees and placed both my hands on his hips. I plunged my face up and down his cock, almost choking on his length as I tried to bury my face in his hairy crotch.
"Oh Jesus! I can see his cock going in and out of your mouth, Tootsie!" Mimi moaned. I heard her grunting as she watched, and I was sure I could hear the wet swish of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt. "Your lips are pulled so tight around it. Your skin's so white and his so red! Ohhhhh!"
I'd forgotten, if I really could, about Mimi, and my excitement was my own. All that mattered to me was Gus's hot cock in my mouth, and the aching fire between the lips of my cunt.
"Enough! Gus, get naked now."
Gus had to push my face away from his cock. It might have been enough for Mimi, but it wasn't for me. Gus pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his jeans. He was naked, and his cock looked almost like a weapon standing up from the dark tangle of hair at his crotch.
"Gus, lie on the bed! Tootsie, you suck him!" There was desperation in Mimi's voice. I heard the scrape of the chair, and I knew she was pulling it around so that she could see what was happening.
Gus was on the bed and I bent forward and started to suck again. His cock was still wet from my mouth, and it slipped easily between my lips.
"No! No!! Stand up, Tootsie. Not on your knees. Bend over Gus and suck him. And open your legs so I can see your cunt."
I did as she asked. I would have done anything she asked in order to suck his cock. The position was uncomfortable for me, and it strained my back, but it didn't matter now; sucking his cock was all that mattered. I held myself up with my stiff arms, almost like I was doing pushups. I pumped my body up and down, sinking my open mouth around Gus's stiff, hot cock.
I felt a tongue in my cunt, and I almost cried out in surprise and gratification. Mimi had slipped from her chair and was on her hands and knees, licking her thick tongue between the lips of my wet cunt while I sucked her husband's cock. Her tongue sank into me, pressing against the lips of my cunt, and I shuddered and returned the pleasure by sinking my mouth farther down around Gus' cock.
This is what she wanted! I thought, licking my tongue all over the head of his cock. This is what she wanted all the time! The three of us! The three of us!
As her arms slipped up around my ass, I felt Mimi's tongue slip from my cunt hole and nuzzle against my clit. She used her teeth on me, gnawing my clit, making my legs weak with pleasure. I squeezed down with my tongue and tried to push it inside the small opening on the tip of Gus's cock. I wanted to fuck him, literally, with my tongue, just as he had fucked me with his wonderful cock.
Mimi pulled her mouth away. "Fuck her now, Gus! Fuck her!"
Gus lifted me from his cock, and I mounted his prone body. I lay flat on his body, holding his wet cock between my fingers. I tried to jab him into my cunt.
"No! Let me! I want to do it!"
I turned and looked. Mimi was naked now, her breasts hanging low on her chest. The patch of hair on her cunt was so heavy, I couldn't see flesh under it, and I felt her pull Gus's cock from my fingers.
"Arch up! Pull your cunt up!"
I felt Mimi's fingers pulling open the lips of my cunt. The heavy head of Gus's cock pressed between the spread lips, and I felt Mimi trying to stuff his hardness into me. I pulled my cunt a little higher, and she pressed his cock into the opening.
"Now push down!"
That was one thing she didn't have to tell me to do. I pushed down with all my might, and the full length of Gus's cock was inside me before Mimi finished her words. My cunt spread and tightened, and the ring of muscles locked his hardness inside me. I groaned at the pleasure of it inside my cunt.
"Fuck her, Gus!" Mimi moaned. I felt her hand on my ass, pushing me down around him. "Fuck Tootsie hard!"
I widened my legs and straddled Gus's hips. He pumped his legs up and down, driving the thickness of his cock between the lips of my cunt. I felt it moving inside of me: pulling away, then pushing back. It seemed as though his cock was bathed in moisture, as though water was packed around the sides of his cock; he pushed up through the water, sending waves of pleasure and excitement into my cunt and down my legs.
"I can see you fucking her, Gus!" Mimi cried. I could feel her bending over me, the hot tips of her breasts rubbing against my thighs, her face almost between our legs. Her hand was on my ass, kneading the flesh, riding up and down as we humped. I could feel the hotness of her breath billowing against my cunt.
"I can see it going in and out! Pulling the lips apart, then pushing them in when you fuck into her. Your cock's all wet. All wet from her cunt!"
I groaned in intense pleasure as Gus fucked me. Since I was on top, his cock entered me at an angle. The thick base of his cock had slipped between the lips of my cunt, and it was pressed tightly against my aroused clit. Every time Gus fucked into me, he rubbed the clit, and another wave of pleasure washed across my cunt. He was fucking me and masturbating me at the same time.
"I want to feel!" Mimi's other hand moved from the bed, and she put it between our legs. She touched my cunt with her fingers, then her hand grasped Gus's cock. She held him tightly as he pushed in and out of me, sliding his wet cock through her fist with each push and withdrawal.
"I can feel him! I can feel him fucking you! Through me, into you!"
I didn't care what she was doing. All I cared about was coming. And that wasn't very far away. I quickened my tempo, slapping my belly as hard and as rapidly as I could against Gus. His cock drove into me like a machine.
"I want to feel inside," Mimi moaned. "I want to touch him inside of you."
Mimi's hand moved from Gus's cock. She extended her finger and placed it alongside Gus's cock. On the next upward thrust, she jabbed her finger at my cunt, wriggling it into the hole until she was inside me.
"Oh my God! I can feel you fucking Tootsie! It's so tight, Gus! Her cunt is so tight!"
I groaned; so did Gus. His cock had been tight enough inside me without Mimi's help, but now the tightness was almost excruciating. There was no space inside me that was untouched. His cock was rubbing directly against the inner walls of my cunt, sending tremors and thrills of pleasure like none I've ever felt. It was the tightest, wettest friction I've ever known.
"So tight ... and wet!" Mimi continued, pumping her finger in and out. "So tight and wet!"
"Oh God! Oh God!" This time it was Gus's turn to groan. "It hurts so good. I'm going to come soon."
I could have echoed his words, but I was too busy enjoying the sensation. I felt Mimi lean closer; I felt her tongue licking at my cunt, trying to push itself into me along with Gus's cock and her finger. When she couldn't get it in, she licked his cock as it pumped in and out of my cunt.
"Tell me before you come!" she screamed to Gus.
The wetness of her mouth was all I needed. I felt my orgasm beginning somewhere around the base of my spine, exploding outward from there. Pleasure seemed to push open my cunt and slap into my flesh with ten thousand burning needles of ecstasy.
Apparently the wetness of Mimi's mouth was all that Gus needed, too. He hunched viciously up into me, concentrating on his climax. "I'm coming!" he screamed. Then it happened.
The moment he thrust up, the moment my orgasm broke, the moment Gus began to come, I felt Mimi move her mouth from my cunt. I felt her hand between us, and I cried out as she ripped Gus's cock from my cunt and screwed her mouth down around the top of his erupting organ.
"No ... no!" I moaned, my cunt clutching desperately for the missing hardness of Gus's cock. Even though my orgasm was still rocking violently through my loins, I felt my cunt collapse like a deflating balloon. I hunched my clit frantically against the thick base of Gus's exploding cock, attempting to find some kind of relief that way.
I needed Gus's cock and I needed his come, but both of them were gone, stolen from me in the height of my orgasm-sucked from my cunt by Mimi's mouth.
I humped my cunt and banged myself and moaned furiously; fortunately, my orgasm continued to soar higher and higher. It was vivid, deeply intense; only fleetingly I wondered how vivid, how much more deeply intense it might have been if I had Gus's cock still inside of me.
I was still coming when I felt Mimi move again. She pulled Gus's cock away from her lips and buried her wet, come-covered mouth against my clutching cunt. I was in the final stages of my orgasm at the time.
First, Mimi's tongue pushed up into me, then I felt a gush of come spew from her mouth and jet into the wet lining of my cunt. I was finally getting Gus's come-after he had deposited it first inside of his wife's mouth! He came in hermouth, and then she transferred the scum into my cunt!
Wetness and saliva oozed all over me; the thirsting cunt drank the glue-like fluid greedily. My crotch was drenched with come and saliva and cunt juice, and the hole of my cunt quivered spasmodically around the plunging spear of Mimi's licking tongue.
The bizarre nature of Mimi's sudden action was enough to cause me to come again. A short, bright and very intense orgasm flared like a spark in my cunt. Raw, naked pleasure ripped into me and left me breathless.
I pushed myself off Gus and lay next to him in total exhaustion. Mimi was still leaning over us, her eyes glazed with sex, the whole bottom of her face wet. Come dripped from her chin.
"She'll do, Gus!" she chanted in a frenzied voice. "She'll do well!"
Do what, I wondered. Do what?