Chapter 9
With the corning of the new day, fresh guilt pangs began to assault Rona. She hadn't been physically touched for twenty-four hours, which meant something, though she didn't know what. She did have the time to worry and think, and mentally castigate herself for all she'd done. It was no longer a question of obeying someone else to avoid physical harm. She had gone along with the two men as much out of willingness as fear. Sex was her narcotic, and though she might hope to kill the urges building within her with a "cold turkey" treatment, she was well aware Joan had no intention of letting her "withdraw."
She had heard noises the previous night, and though she'd gone to the head of the cellar stairs and listened, nothing came through clearly. Once or twice, she could have sworn she heard someone yelling. But Joan already had her. Would she go out and find someone else, too?
There was no doubt in Rona's mind that Joan was sick. Bob Manset had to be equally sick to go along with such horrible things, and she, Rona, must also have a touch of the sickness. After all, when Manset and Joan forced her to indulge, she had willingly gone along. The only healthy people she'd met in the house were the two men with whom she had fornicated the previous Monday night. They were rough, violent types, used to raping. But they had treated her decently enough, considering the circumstances. Had there not been such a strong risk, Rona would have accepted a man earning in her cunt. It was the one experience she lacked. And now, as she sat on her bed. thinking about it, she realized she was inwardly yearning to know how it felt to have a man's hot spunk pour into her pussy. It had felt wonderful when Manset had blasted into her ass, and even when Furio had done the same. True, she had enjoyed tasting the semen even more than taking it in her rectum, but it galled her to know she'd undergone so much and still hadn't felt the heated cream filling her cunt.
Feeling very hungry, she decided to go down to breakfast. John Bardo, the manservant, was there, and though he should have been used to her nakedness by now, Rona saw he was eyeing her as she sat at the dining room table.
"Am I the first one down?" Rona asked.
"Yes, Miss," Bardo nodded. "What can I get you?"
Rona was almost tempted to tell him to give her his cock. It wasn't large or thick, but Bardo had a talent for moving it around in such a way as to make up for its construction. Yet Rona contained herself and said: "Bacon and eggs, John."
"Yes Miss Rona," he nodded, keeping a perfectly straight face.
When he brought the food, with a steaming cup of creamed coffee, Rona asked: "How long will I be here, John?"
"As long as Mrs. Sumner wants," he replied, standing off to the side as she ate.
"Will she eventually kill me?"
"Oh no, Miss. Mrs. Sumner has never done anything like that. She has whims, and we're all subject to them. But if she's obeyed, she sees to it anyone who leaves here is better off than when he or she first arrived."
"How many other girls has she given to you and the other man?"
"You were the first, Miss."
"How was I, John? Did I perform as well as other women you've known?"
Bardo took a deep breath, then said, "I'd rather not talk about it, Miss."
"I was that bad?"
"On the contrary. Still, it's not something one casually discusses."
"Oh? You mean it's all right to rape me, but it isn't an right to talk about it?"
"Please, Miss Rona. What I did, I did at Mrs. Sumner's orders."
"Are you saying I'm not good enough to rape, otherwise?"
"I don't subscribe to rape, myself. And, fortunately, you didn't fight with Tom and me, so I don't consider that rape, either."
"Tell me, John. I want to know the truth. Was I really any good?"
"Quite frankly, Miss Rona, you were the best woman I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. You seem to come by it naturally. Women usually have to be taught sex. Men have a natural instinct for it. You happen to be a rare woman. That you enjoyed it as much as we made it that much better for the two of us;"
"You're not just saying this to make me feel good?" Rona asked.
"Another woman might hysterically cry and tell me how terrible I am for saying such things. By your own admission, Miss Rona, knowing how much I enjoyed you makes you feel good. So you see, you're a very unusual woman."
"Suppose I invited you upstairs right now, to fuck me?"
"At the risk of losing my position I would no doubt go with you."
"Well, I wouldn't want you to lose your job, John, unless you feel you'd like to take me away from here."
"I'm sorry, Miss Rona, but that's one thing I wouldn't even think about, much less actually do. I like you well enough, but if I took you out of here, Mrs. Sumner would have the police called in, and I would be tracked down and taken off to court on a kidnapping charge."
"But I would swear I went willingly with you."
"Miss Rona, you're a mere sixteen. You can swear from now till doomsday. It won't do much good. There's still a statutory rape law that says I can't touch you until you're eighteen. I'd be locked up for life, and lovely as you are, you aren't worth a prison term"
"I'm sorry, John. It's just that I want so much to get out of here."
"Why, Miss Rona? Where would you go once you left here? Mrs. Sumner has always treated her girls nicely. Every one of them goes on to a nice job with nice pay. Two have since gotten married and Mrs. Sumner sent very generous wedding gifts. Stay for as long as it pleases Mrs. Sumner. Eventually she always tired of other women. You happen to be an exceptional person, so she may take a little longer to tire of you, but believe me, it'll be well worth it in the end."
"It's just that I feel so dirty, afterward. And its a dirt that's inside and impossible to wash out. Whenever I do what she wants I seem to fall under a spell. I really enjoy doing it. But when its over and I have time to think about it, I feel terrible."
"That's only your past upbringing, Miss Rona. If you'd been brought up where I was born, you'd have lost your virginity by the time you were ten, and you'd have thought nothing of it. You'd have been gang-banged, sodomized, and lesbianized so many times it would have been a way of life with you. Hell, all the girls with whom I went to school were putting out in the school basement. And if they were discovered by the custodian, they usually gave him enough ass to keep him quiet, as well."
"You don't feel sorry for me at all, do you, John?"
"No, Miss Rona. I envy you. I wish I were in your position, with your natural abilities. I'd take full advantage of whatever Mrs. Sumner had to offer."
"Thank you, John," the voice of Joan Sumner broke in. With her white robe wrapped around her, Joan sat at the breakfast table, saying: "Mr. Manset is sleeping late today, John. Bring me some toast and coffee. Have Tom scramble me some eggs, as well"
"Yes, Mrs. Sumner," Bardo answered, nodding and heading for the kitchen.
"You have them well trained," Rona observed.
"Of course," Joan nodded, smiling. "By the way, I overheard most of your conversation. Anytime you wish to take John into your cunt, you're more than welcome, provided it doesn't interfere with my plans."
"Your plans?" Rona asked.
"Oh yes, my sweet little ex-virgin. I have quite a few plans for you. I'm keeping you here until I knock that silly conscience of yours out of you. I intend bringing many other innocent girls here, all of whom you'll have a chance to enjoy . . . after I've removed their membranes."
"By the time you're through with the world, the only virgins left will be those under twelve."
"Stop behaving like such an ass. You've enjoyed everything that's happened to you, with the possible exception of Robert's bursting your hymen. Now finish your breakfast and go bathe."
"Why, do you feel like diddling me with your dildo today?"
"You're close, Rona. You're close. I have a surprise for you this morning."
"I can hardly wait," Rona answered. "You always have the most interesting surprises."
"You'll love it, I'm sure."
"Just like I loved all the others?"
"You did, you know," Joan told her. "Whether you care to admit it or not, you loved all of my surprises, at the time."
Shrugging, Rona rose and walked out of the room. She headed for her bedroom and her bath, knowing by now the futility of arguing with Joan Sumner.
Joan finished her breakfast and went up to Carmen's bedroom. Carmen was still fast asleep. Orgasms were a new experience to her, and all her strength had been knocked clean out of her.
Staring at the sleeping woman, Joan had a funny feeling come over her. There was something different about Carmen. True, all the girls she'd had were different from each of the others, but Carmen was different in another way. Joan couldn't put her finger on it, yet. Perhaps it was the rapid submissiveness of the woman, though it had seemed genuine enough at the time.
Putting her hand on Carmen's shoulder, Joan shook her awake.
'Time to get up," she told Carmen as the other woman finally opened her eyes.
Carmen stared at her, not comprehending where she was at the moment. Slowly the events of the previous night filtered back into her mind.
"What's on today's agenda?" she asked, rising.
"More of what you had last night, only with a different partner. Go do whatever you have to in the bathroom, then come down to breakfast. After that, well return to the playroom where I'll introduce you to Rona."
Carmen waited for Joan to leave, then went to the private bathroom. Like Rona, she discovered the different flavored bubble baths. Unlike Rona, she was more interested in taking a shower than a bath. When she finished with the shower, she found the bidet Joan had mentioned the previous night, and made good use of it. She didn't like her body covered with, or filled with, artificial smells.
Before the day was out, she would have to make a complete survey of the house and see which was the quickest way out. Joan Sumner didn't know it, but Carmen intended leaving before another forty-eight hours had passed.
Going downstairs, Carmen found the dining room and had breakfast. By that time Bob Man-set, fully dressed, had also come downstairs. Joan was waiting, and when the two finished their meal, she had Bob usher Carmen to the playroom while she sought out Rona. Five minutes later, she and Rona were also entering the playroom
"Rona, my sweet," Joan said, holding a hand out to Carmen. "This is Carmen. Carmen is nine years older than you, but until last night she, too, was a pure, pristine virgin. Now the two of you have something in common, having lost your cherries to my whim. However, that's neither here nor there. Today we see how well the two of you have learned your lessons."
Each of the girls was staring at the other. Rona couldn't help but admire the way Carmen's full, heavy tits stood up despite their enormous size. The richness of the pink nipples and aureoles would be enough to draw any man's eye and make almost any woman jealous. But Rona wouldn't have the opportunity to experience any kind of envy since she knew those bulbous knobs were meant for her own pleasure. Carmen's waist was a bit fleshy, but at her age it would be called fullness rather than fat. And she had nice, wide hips.
Carmen, for her part, was admiring the large cone shapes of Rona's breasts. For such a skinny little girl, Rona had quite a build. Her breasts were already quivering, anticipating what was to come, the nipples almost fully erect like brownish pink fingers beckoning to her. And Rona's waist was supple and without any kind of fat, leading into nice hips which in turn ran into Rona's best feature; her long, well-shaped thighs and calves. Hundreds of men at the football games where Rona had been a cheerleader had lusted after her thighs, dreaming of being between them
Both women had thick, heavy hedges covering their pelvic mounts. Rona's was dark, while Carmen had a light brown bush. And beneath the two venereal jungles were pairs of luscious cunt-lips. Each split was already soaking wet, knowing what lay ahead. Each beaver was anxious to be touched.
"Come," Joan said to Rona, going to Carmen and grabbing a handful of tit. "Look at the way it begs to be caressed. Look how the nipple resembles the pink nose of a kitten. Come, Rona. Feel Carmen, and let Carmen touch you."
No longer in any kind of aphrodisiacal trance, Rona, fully aware of every sensation, moved toward Carmen. There was no question but that sexual heat was being rekindled within her. By now she knew there was no way to resist the calling of her body.
"They both have lovely bodies, don't you think?" Joan asked Bob Manset, The latter nodded in approval.
Gently, without hurrying, Rona reached out and touched Carmen's breast. She rubbed the nipple with her palm, turning it to a deep carmine, saying: "Your nipples are longer and thicker than mine."
"We both have nice breasts," Carmen assured her, sighing as Rona's hands caressed her.
Rona took one of Carmen's hands and placed it on her own tit, feeling the woman automatically start to massage it. Without additional encouragement, Carmen put her other hand on Rona's other boob and soon four hands were rubbing four nipples. They stood rooted to the spot, staring at each other as if hypnotized, lightly playing with one another's knockers, fondling, rubbing, and massaging. Then, little by little, Rona's hands began exploring the ins and outs of Carmen's body, rubbing her hips, teasing her waist, touching her belly.
Rona knew she was being corrupted all over again, but as before, she didn't care. It all seemed so perfectly normal. There really didn't appear to be anything wrong. It was as natural as eating or sleeping. Carmen's hands were touching her waist, drawing her ever closer, and soon Rona felt her belly pressing against that of the other woman. Her breasts were being mashed flat against her body as she felt the pillows of Carmen's boobs crushed against her. Carmen's face was coming closer, and without being able to help herself, Rona leaned forward and kissed Carmen, gently at first, then with more and more pressure until she felt Carmen responding. Their mouths parted simultaneously and their tongues began intermingling, hot, slithery digits intertwining with one another.
It was Carmen who led the way to the bed, and Rona followed, eager to continue what they had begun. Rona felt a rapport with the other woman; something she had never been able to feel with Joan Sumner. What was more, she could tell from Carmen's responses Carmen felt the same way. It was as if each girl found something she had been missing in the other girl.
Together they lay down, Carmen rubbing Rona's buttocks and Rona holding Carmen tightly to her, kissing her tongue, sucking on it, tasting it. The covers of the bed felt rough against their tantalizingly naked bodies, but neither complained. Now their arms were tightly circling one another, their mouths locked to each other. Kissing again and again. Each tongue playfully speared into the other mouth, then shyly retreated and waited for the counterattack. They were playing oral games, taking their time about it, and totally enjoying the delightful sensations each was imparting to the other. Each savored the taste of the other's lips, licking the gums and lapping the inner cheeks, tickling the other's palate, and lightly touching each tooth, one at a time. They clung to' one another so tightly each could feel the nipples of the other rub into her flesh while her own nipples seemed to swell because of the hot touch of skin against it
"Look at them," Joan Sumner said to Bob Manset. "Look how naturally they belong together. I almost feel ashamed watching them. It's as if I've intruded."
"They certainly are enjoying one another," Manset agreed.
"And they have me to thank for bringing them together," Joan pointed out
"Lots of people have many things to thank you for," Manset smiled.
"That's what I like about you, Robert," Joan said, laughing. "You know how to feed my ego."
"If it weren't so large, you'd not only be the remarkable woman you already are, but really extra special."
"What are you trying to say, Robert?" Joan wanted to know, more than a little amused.
"Without your money and your imperious ways, you'd be one helluva woman."
"I thank you. I like hearing it whether you mean it or not. But I have my money, and I'm too old to change my ways. So I'm afraid you'll just have to accept me the way I am," Joan told him, smiling.
"I won't deny that the prospect of all the money you've flashed before me has tempted me, but that alone isn't what's keeping me here."
"Of course not," Joan smiled sarcastically.
"You need me," Manset told her. "You need me as much as I need you. And before you start spouting about how much I need your money, I'm not referring to the material things you offer, but you, yourself, personally. I've always needed a matriarchal figure to keep me in line, and I guess you're it. You've always needed a son, if only to commit incest with him Since you don't have one of your own, I'm it. And the funny part of all this is, I love you, Joan. I don't mean I love what you've given me. I mean I love you. No, don't spoil things by making any undying declarations to me. I'm quite content to live like this with you. If you have an occasional perversion, I'm more than willing to cater to it. I suppose, in a way, I'm as happy doing what you want as you are having me do what you want."
"Suppose we discuss it at another time," Joan murmured. "We have a show in progress, and I wouldn't want to miss it."
The two females on the bed were wriggling against one another, with Carmen blowing in Rona's ear and Rona kissing Carmen's throat. Rona's tongue soon began licking its way down until her mouth found Carmen's right boob. She popped the nipple right into her mouth, sucking it strongly, pressing it with her lips and even lightly rubbing it with her teeth before she let her tongue wash across it. Carmen lightly pressed the back of Rona's head, thrilling to the overpowering sensation of the other's tongue on her breast. She was gasping for air now, breathing heavily, and from the way Rona was mouthing her breast, Carmen knew the young girl was also in heat.
Suddenly Rona released the other's breast and twisted around so her crotch hovered above Carmen's face, one knee on either side of the woman's head. Rona's hands were pulling Carmen's lush, white thighs apart, and she found herself staring through the dark brown hedge into what looked like a halved peach. It was a bright pink, just like her breasts, only ramming more to coral. And Carmen was dripping love juice as if she were a passion pit of liquid, overflowing.
Without hesitation, Rona plunged her face straight down and began sucking. Her tongue, rubbing against Carmen's throbbing, extended clit, was like an electric shock shooting through the woman. Carmen automatically stared up into the two lips hanging above her face, and found herself salivating. She was hungry for the sweet smelling cunt. Her hands reached up and grabbed Rona's tight, perfect ass. She pulled the young girl's box straight down, her mouth wide open, hungering to taste Rona's sweet little snatch. And as Rona's shuddering cunt came into contact with Carmen's voracious mouth, the lips parted and spurted a shot of lubrication deep into the recesses of the woman's throat.
Now the two of them began licking strongly, each running her tongue deeply into the other's quivering furnace, letting it soak and marinate in the juices being emitted from within. Like two victims dying of thirst, their mouths drank long and lustily at each other's spurting fountain. Carmen's mouth finally found Rona's clit, a button much smaller than the pearl adorning her own vagina. She sucked it deep into her mouth and pulled with her lips, pressing strongly on it and making Rona moan straight into her own pussy. The sensation made Carmen tremble and her lips pressed all the harder on Rona's sweet clit. Rona writhed and twisted all over the bed, rolling and taking Carmen with her. They ended up on the other side of the bed with Carmen on top, her tongue slickly slicing through the hair-ringed furrow. She tasted the soft, wet, burning inner flesh and made Rona shudder. Rona ground her crotch against Carmen's working mouth, pressing her clit against the other's licking tongue as she, herself, sucked the flesh of Carmen's deep cauldron.
As if the two were attuned to one another, each felt her orgasm beginning to swell from within. Each bucked all the more intensely, grinding her flaming center against the others gnawing lips, feeling the pressure of the soft, licking tongue. The taste of luscious cunt in her mouth made each woman feel more intense, and so her climax suddenly overpowered her. Each began shooting blasts of burning lubricant into the face of the other as she spasmed again and again. Noisily their tongues slurped and licked, drinking as if the juices flowing from the other's fleshy kiln was the nectar of the mythological gods.
Finally, when neither could stand it any longer, they burst apart as if by mutual agreement. They lay, side by side on the huge bed, panting and gasping, gulping in air.
"End of round one," Joan Sumner announced, her own senses visibly stirred by the sight of what had happened. Nor had it been lost on Bob Manset who felt his own horn fully extended and pressing against his pants.
"I'm glad you girls like one another, because we have more entertainment coming up. At least I expect the two of you to provide it for Robert and myself." Joan was beside herself with delight.
"Let us rest," Carmen murmured.
"No," Joan told them. "Now, while the two of you are panting for breath and apparently out of ardor. This is the best time to see what the pair of you can really do."
"You're crazy," Rona muttered. "We need a moment to catch our breaths."
"I said now!"
When neither Rona nor Carmen made a move, Joan walked over to a nearby closet, reached in, and took something off the floor. It was in a long box, and when she took it out, all carefully wrapped, both the young woman and the girl almost screamed. It was a two-headed dildo, about thirteen inches from cock tip to cock tip. It was made of the same heavy rubber as the other dildo Joan had used, but this one had little knobby bumps all over it. Both the girl and the young woman knew the knobs on the artificial dual penis served to enhance the sensations they would receive even more.
"You see," Joan was saying. "Carmen will insert one end into her vagina first. When it's about halfway in, she'll squat over Rona and help guide the other end into her. Then the two of you will press against one another so you'll not only receive the sensation of being properly fucked, but will be able to lock your clitorises together, letting them rub so the friction will help create dual orgasms. I want the two of you to have vaginal and clitoral orgasms. They're different, you know. Most women don't realize it. They equate one with the other, saying they're the same. They aren't. I found it out for myself."
"We still need a few moments to rest," Rona muttered.
"This is the best time, while your pussies are tight and not distended. It'll be harder to force the dildo into the two of you, but I promise you, you'll both love it. And to enhance everything, Bob will ass-fuck each of you, one at a time. This way one or both of you might receive an anal orgasm, as well. Imagine having three orgasms at once!"
Carmen moaned and turned over on her belly, as if defying Joan. This made the matriarchal woman angry, and returning to the closet, she took out a long, silver-handled whip with a very thin strand.
"This can do a lot of damage," she told the other two females. "It's thin, like a piece of fine wire, with the tip leaded to weight it, so the whipping can hurt all the more. Now do I use this, or do you two obey me?"
Carmen looked at Rona, and a mutual understanding was born between them Both realized they wanted to get out from under the control of Joan Sumner, and both silently vowed to do so, if possible, with the help of the other.
"You first," Joan told Carmen. "Just press the head into your pussy. I know it's thick, but it should slide right in."
Carmen accepted the dildo, lay on her back, parted her thighs, and forced the thick knob at one end into her slick pussy. It didn't slide in as easily as Joan had said. She had to work it back and forth a few times until it was far enough inside."
"Now," Joan said. "Fuck Rona."
Realizing how difficult a time she'd had in pushing the dildo into her, Carmen knew it would be equally hard fitting it into Rona. Right now she was feeling discomfort more than anything else. Dildos, like cocks, were things to be enjoyed. The smart thing to do would be to first warm Rona up. In the process, she'd be warming herself up, and she'd be able to more readily appreciate the stopper in her cunt
"Take it easy," she said to Rona, kneeling beside her.
Reaching down, she rubbed the other girl's neck, softly letting her fingers tickle and tantalize. Then she leaned down and began blowing in the other girl's ear, nibbling at the lobe at the same time. Her hand began caressing Rona's two tits, rubbing the nipples almost simultaneously, and almost immediately the girl began responding.
Now she lowered her mouth to Rona's left nipple and began gently sucking, feeling the tension ease out. And as she continued mouthing the nubbin she felt her own heat rising. The tiredness was slowly beginning to ease out of her body.
Beginning to feel arousal work its way through her, Rona arched her back and opened her thighs. Her hands began caressing Carmen's cheeks, spurring the woman on. Carmen worked inexpertly, being a relative novice to this, yet for all her inexpertise she did well Her hands began strongly kneading the full, conical mounds of Rona's luscious tits, and even Bob Manset, staring and taking in every movement, approved of the way Carmen's hands wandered across Rona's boobs. Rona once again touched Carmen's breasts, pinching the woman's nipples between her fingers.
"Look at the way Rona's cunt is watering," Joan whispered to Manset. "By the time Carmen gets through using that dildo on her, both girls'll be able to handle elephants. That's the thickest dildo I've ever owned."
"Let's try a different position this time," Carmen murmured.
"What've you got in mind?" Rona asked.
Getting off the bed, Carmen walked across the room where an armless chair stood in the corner. She sat, the dildo protruding from her cunt like an obscene staff. It stood up at a forty-five degree angle, away from her body.
"Come on," she told Rona. "Sink down on it."
"Sure," Rona said, walking over to her. "Why not?"
Straddling the thick, heavy instrument, Rona used both hands to part her pussylips as she hovered directly over it. Slowly, she sank down until her swollen labia barely touched it. It was thick, all right, thicker than anything Manset sported, even thicker than the other dildo Joan had used. Shutting her eyes, Rona took a deep breath and slowly let herself go lower. The thick rubber parted her vaginal entranceway, opening the petals of her cuntlips as she sank lower and lower.
"Uuughhh!" Rona gasped, feeling the fullness of the heavy dome cleave into her dripping cunt.
Joan, who had been watching the whole thing, knew the dildo wasn't long enough to hurt Rona's interior, since half of it was already swallowed inside Carmen's seething pussy. Hurrying over to where Rona was squatting, she threw her weight on the girl and forced her all the way down at once.
"Eeeyahh!" Rona screamed, more surprised than anything else. The knobby dildo now filled her creaming pussy as fully as it did Carmen's, and in their present position, their clits were just barely touching. Rona merely sat there for the moment, trying to adjust to the feel of the thickness inside her.
"Want me to fuck her ass now?" Manset asked, more than a little anxious.
"No," Joan replied. "I have a better idea. Strip!"
While Manset undressed, Joan removed her own robe and strapped on the dildo she'd used the previous night.
"Now what?" Manset asked, completely naked.
"Now, while the two girls are locked together, I want you to fit yourself between them facing Carmen."
Manset shrugged and walked over to where the two girls were still locked together. Lifting his right leg, he passed it over Carmen's head and brought it down on the other side of the two girls. Now he had one leg on either side of them, and he was between them, pressed against Carmen, his cock hitting her in the face, and his ass rubbing against Rona's luscious tits. It took a great amount of care to maintain his precarious balance between the two girls. Rona and Carmen had to reach around Manset, sandwiched between them, and hold one another's elbows.
Joan walked up to the trio and taking Manset's long, thick cock in her hands, pushed it into Carmen's mouth. Carmen, who had never sucked on a male organ before, was completely surprised. Yet before she could get over her astonishment, she realized she didn't dislike the thick dork filling her mouth. On the contrary, it was different, yet.. . good. And when Joan pushed her head forward and back, making her run her lips and tongue along the length of the fleshy lance, Carmen understood what was expected of her.
The two girls began rubbing back and forth on the dildo, thrilling to the way it sent little charges of delight through their stretched pussies with each movement. Equally delightful was the pressure they felt on each forward thrust when their clits came frictioning together. Because Bob Manset maintained his weight on the balls of his feet, the girls didn't feel too uncomfortable with him between them. He jammed his cock deep into Carmen's mouth, feeling the prick head bounce off the back of her throat. Unlike Rona, Carmen wasn't able to open her throat and take his heavy knob deep inside. Manset had to be content with six of his nine inches being swallowed. But Carmen did her utmost, pressing her tongue firmly against the solid flesh, rubbing her lips tightly around the spongy head each time he pulled the penile spear back. She even chewed a little with her teeth, applying just enough pressure to make it feel good. But even as she sucked, Carmen realized fellating was not her bag. No doubt she'd be doing a lot more of it before her life was finished, but she'd never enjoy it as much as she had when she'd lapped Rona's cunt.
Manset, in order to keep his balance, had put his hands on Carmen's head and pulled her face into his stomach each time he rammed his fiercely burning cock forward. The girl wasn't as good as Rona, but considering how horny he felt, any mouth would feel good. And he could feel Rona's full breasts pressing against his ass, cushioning it while her nipples seemed to be trying to poke holes into it.
Rona felt Manset's back press against her face, but there was no weightiness to it. She felt her lip brush his skin, and she automatically kissed his spine, letting her tongue lick up and down.
Joan, content the three were locked the way she wanted them, tightened the dildo strap around her, then approached Rona from behind and slowly, very slowly pressed the dildo against the girl's flowery asshole. When she found entering a bit difficult, Joan took some lubricant from her own creaming snatch and coated the dildo with it. Then she pushed forward and found herself entering a little at a time.
Rona once again found herself dually impaled, but this time she was enjoying the sensation of another clitoris pressing against hers, and she shuddered as little sparks began exploding inside her. A mini-orgasm overwhelmed her, set off by Carmen's clit rubbing against hers. She bucked wildly, each time pulling back and sliding onto Joan's dildo, then rushing forward and feeling the other artificial penis stuff her pussy almost to the limit before her oscillating clit vibrated against Carmen's.
Manset had never been the filling in a sandwich before. But since his penis was embedded deep in the mouth of one of the women and nothing was stuck inside him, he was enjoying himself, even if his balance was a bit tenuous.
"It.. . feels . . . so good," Rona muttered into his back, thrilling to the two dildos filling her. The electric sensation of Carmen's rubbing clit added to her passion, and another mini-climax caught hold of her, making her shudder.
Joan, meanwhile, had found enough space to fit her finger between her dildo and her box, and now had the finger pressed to her own clit. As she fucked forward, the pressure shoved her finger against her sensitive extension, and she began having the first of two major orgasms. Even as she came, she continued thrusting the dildo bard against Rona, ramming and jamming the solid piece of rubber all the way into the hot hole of Rona's ass.
Carmen was in a quandary. She was enjoying the sensation of Rona's clit rubbing against hers, sending chills up her spine to match the tingle she felt as the knobby dildo also moved within her body. But Manset's cock in her mouth was something she liked less and less. Not that it tasted bad, but in this particular position she was very uncomfortable, and he, in order to keep himself from falling, was continually shoving his solid meat deeper and deeper into her throat
"Rub my balls," he whispered to her. "Rub my balls, damn it. Make me come quickly."
Releasing Rona's right elbow with her left hand, she cupped Manset's huge testicle sac in her palm and began squeezing ever so slightly. This made him speed up his penile thrusts into her mouth, and she felt she was ready to gag. Then she sensed the swelling of his huge cock and realized he was about to blast a load down her throat. No, she didn't want that stuff in her mouth, But there was no way she could pull back. She was seated in that chair and she couldn't move back.
The huge cock became an immense redwood, stretching her lips and her cheeks, and then suddenly he was firing a heavy burst of blazing gism, pouring it down her open throat, shooting it straight into her belly. Unable to do anything else, Carmen swallowed. It had an overly sanitary taste to it, but otherwise she didn't find it objectionable save that it made her choke a little. She somehow or other managed to keep an oral lock on his spurting penis, sucking and draining until it was empty.
When he was finally finished, he slowly pulled his leg from one side as he leaned toward the other, eventually falling on the floor. Carmen was thankful she could breathe.
With Manset gone, Carmen was free to concentrate on her own orgasm, and suddenly she realized a towering sensation was overwhelming her. She clutched Rona to her, feeling her clit rubbing hard against the young girl's, while the dildo pressed deep into her sensitive box and titillated her even more. She rubbed back and forth while clutching Rona, and she felt her own climax hit her with the intensity of a baseball bat slamming a home run.
The way Carmen clutched Rona made her thrill to one more small orgasm, and then the big one came, bursting over her like a heavy wave smashing against rocks. This made her shudder back and forth a bit more, and a second orgasm, a clitoral one, slammed her with the force of a cosmic explosion while her vaginal crisis was still at its peak. And long before she could recover from any of them, the third one, the anal orgasm overtook her, and she had to clutch Carmen's shoulders to keep from falling down.
Joan, who was still fingering herself, rammed her dildo one more time into Rona's tight, clutching ass, and then had her second orgasm It hit her so hard, it left her limp. She fell to the floor, dragging the dildo from Rona's rectum
Rona, no longer hampered by the dildo in her rear, pulled away from the one impaling her cunt. That left Carmen free to pull it out of her own aching twat.
No one in the room could say a thing. All four were worn out. But Rona and Carmen looked at one another again; Rona from her supine position on the bed, and Carmen still in the chair.