Chapter 3
In the days that followed, Jill discovered what it was like to be a slave in the house of Mac Zephyr. He refused to allow her a stitch of clothing, and for the first few days her self-consciousness stemmed from merely being naked in front of him. In a little while the self-consciousness began to fade because she was constantly fucked by the man. He filled her cunt and her mouth continually with his cock, always bringing her to the point where she actually wanted to go through with it by the time he was inside her. She soon learned she was capable of more than one type of climax. She was able to come with his cock rubbing against little nerve-endings in her throat, so that while she sucked him off, drinking his sperm, she also achieved satisfaction.
He wasn't home for more than half the day, every day, but when he left, he locked her in, and she never knew through which of the three steel security doors he would enter the house, so it was impossible for her to wait with something heavy to hit him on the head. She hated him, hated him with a vengeance, but at least he assured her that her brother was receiving his daily supply. He also assured her that she owed him a helluva lot more than she was paying, and in time, he would see to it she earned every last ounce of the H.
She was therefore surprised when he came home one day bringing another blonde with him. This one was shorter than she, considerably less voluptuous, and it was obvious she was very much more experienced. She felt embarrassed once again at being nakedly revealed to the other blonde, whose name was Laura. Laura was a bit flighty, always smiling, and Jill's nakedness didn't bother her a bit.
Mac refused to explain just why Laura was there, but he had no qualms about undressing and fucking Jill in front of the other woman. This made Jill even more acutely embarrassed, and as a result, she had no orgasm of her own for the first time since being fucked.
Mac sent her to her bedroom when he was finished with her so he was able to talk with Laura, and because she was in such heat, Jill found herself actually fingering her vagina. She lay there on her bed, looking up at her reflection in a ceiling mirror as she continued massaging her clitoris, but she was unable to bring herself to completion. God! It was frustrating!
Mac called to her, and she had to go back down and prepare supper for the three of them. He made her do all the housework, including the cleaning, the cooking, and the washing, though there were no clothes of her own to wash. He had taken her clothes away. The only thing he didn't make her do was take out the garbage.
After supper, Mac left, but Laura stayed behind with Jill.
"Just what do you do for Mac?" Jill asked. "I run one of the many houses that service the soldiers," Laura replied. "Soldiers?"
"What you would call gangsters, hoodlums, the ones who do all the legwork for the higher-ups. Mac brought me here thinking I might be able to give you a few pointers. Maybe I can."
"Such as?" Jill asked, as they walked back up to her bedroom.
"Such as, learning to relax so you can enjoy sex all the time. Many of my girls have to do it while being observed by dozens of people. It doesn't seem to bother them. All my girls come with regularity. That's something you'll have to learn, as well."
"Easier said than done," Jill told her, sitting on the bed while Laura sat in a nearby chair.
The room wasn't large, but it was nicely furnished. It had every convenience, including a private bathroom, though instead of towels there was a huge vent that blew warm air she was able to use after taking a shower. Save for the sheets on her bed, there was nothing Jill might have used to cover herself. But there were grilles on all the windows, so there was no way for her to climb out of the house. She was trapped.
"From the dampness on your bed, I'd say you either took a cold shower after leaving Mac, or you tried masturbating to relieve your tensions," Laura observed.
"Masturbating," Jill sighingly admitted.
"You did the right thing, of course," Laura nodded.
"But I didn't succeed," Jill replied. "I think I'll never be able to be satisfied without using a man."
"That's nonsense," Laura replied, smiling at her. "You can get real satisfaction without a man."
"What are you trying to say?" Jill asked.
An inkling of what Laura was telling her was getting through to Jill. She realized the other woman was talking about a lesbian relationship. Suddenly Jill felt acutely conscious of her nakedness and she wrapped her arms around her body. Rather than be near the bed, she jumped to her feet.
"No," Jill insisted. "I don't want anything to do with that."
Felinely, Laura gracefully stood and approached her, and then the more slender woman almost pounced on Jill with bared claws, forcing the younger girl to sit back on the bed as she stood before her.
"Well, at least you understand what I'm talking about," Laura smiled. "I'm glad I'm not dealing with a stupid woman. You're quite a beauty," Laura went on. "In fact, you're the most ravishingly lovely woman I've ever met. I can understand why Mac enjoys being with you. Now that he's left the two of us alone, I want some of you for myself."
Her hands gently moved down to caress Jill's shoulders, making the younger girl shudder. She rubbed her palms on Jill's throat, then murmured, "Beautiful, absolutely beautiful!"
Before Jill was able to recoil or make another vocal objection, the other woman's small hands were touching her breasts, caressing and massaging, her fingers moving with the knowledge of a person who knows what she, herself, would prefer when a man touched her. She rolled the pink buds of Jill's nipples expertly, making them erect even more instantly than a man's penis might have done. The younger blonde was aware that this was wrong, but then, so had everything Mac Zee had done with her. But as with Mack, Jill found herself unable to draw away from this woman, either. It was as though she were mesmerized, rooted to the spot, held on the bed where she was sitting. There was nothing she was able to do to stop Laura.
"Please. . . " Jill gasped, staring at the lovely, slimmer, smaller woman. "Don't involve me in something like this."
"Don't be foolish," Laura chided. "There's nothing wrong with doing something like this. It gives just as much pleasure as being with a man."
"I-I can't.. . "
"How do you know?" Laura asked.
Not waiting for any kind of answer, Laura was caressing her, and Jill, frightened, leaped to her feet. To her surprise, Laura gathered her in her arms as if she, Laura, were a male lover, and she proceeded to kiss Jill on the mouth, hungrily kissing her, using her tongue to probe into Jill's mouth. At the same time, Laura's hands were busy, swarming over voluptuous curves, feeling the soft, velvety skin of Jill's smooth back as well as the pliant, rounded flesh of her buttocks. She held Jill possessively, as any male might do.
Moments before, Jill would not have believed anything like this was really possible. How could it be that a woman's hands and mouth were making her feel as she did, the same way a man's hands and mouth were able to make her feel? She realized she was accepting Laura's tongue into her mouth, and where, moments earlier, she had thought of Laura as attractive, now she believed her to be positively beautiful. God! It felt so good, but in a different way from the way Mac always aroused her. Mac was always rough, all but manhandling her, whereas Laura's touch was feathery and gentle.
Then Laura was no longer kissing her mouth. She had dipped her lovely head, her hair short and almost boyish in an Italian bob, and she had taken a sensate, coned-out nipple in her mouth, sucking on it.
As Laura sucked on Jill's turgidly extended nipple, the younger blonde felt a sudden surging warmth growing in her body. The glow that emanated from within her seeming to concentrate in the quivering depths of her white belly. Somehow, the tingling sensation in the viaduct between her trembling thighs was singing a prelude to new and forbidden delights. Jill wanted to stop herself, to keep herself from becoming too aroused before it was too late, but even as she thought about it, she knew her body was going to succumb.
Abruptly, Jill managed to somehow steel herself, drawing back and away from the lasciviously salacious mouth that seemed to be draining her of every moral sense she had left. She was on the edge of distraction at this point, moving toward a different kind of relationship than the one she shared with Mac Zee. It was a perverted relationship, and therefore a wrong one. like her relationship with Mac, this one went against the grain of her moral fiber.
"Please. . . " she gasped. "I want you to stop...it's not right...no matter what I was unable to experience previously. If I know Mac, when he comes home tonight, he'll make me suck his cock, and I can usually get off doing that."
"Fuck Mac," Laura insisted. "He's never given a damn about pleasing you, whereas that's the reason why I'm here. So you just relax and let little Laura do what's good," Laura spat almost venomously, letting Jill know that although she, Laura, was here at Mac's instigation, she liked him no more than Jill did. Her beautifully sensuous lips were now twisted with hate.
Never in her life had Jill heard any woman use a four-letter word so casually. It sliced through her like a raw knife with a serrated edge, and she blushed a deep crimson as her jaw gaped and her eyes widened.
Laura was once again leading her to the bed, and this time she was too astounded to protest. The shorter, older woman was talking.
"I've done everything a woman can do with a man, honey. One thing about them. Either they're only interested in themselves, or they're performing, acting, and they expect us to be their admiring audience even if they're unable to satisfy us. Mac is no different from the others, even if he is a fairly good cocksman. He still shits!"
"You're not kidding!" Jill nodded as she sat on the edge of the bed with the older female, not knowing why she was allowing this to continue when every particle of common sense was telling her to bring this to a halt at once.
Laura went on, saying, "The whole trouble with men is their vanity. First, they have to worry about getting it up. Then they have to worry about keeping it up. Their entire sexual existence is dependent strictly on the good old hard-on. Without the erection there's nothing, absolutely nothing."
"But you and I don't have erections," Jill pointed out. "So why in heaven's name do you want anything to do with me?"
"Because you're absolutely beautiful," Laura told her. "The moment I saw you, I knew I had to have you. I really want to make it with you, honey. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
"But there's no way...I mean without a.. . "
"There is."
"I mean, you...and me...I just can't...not with you.. . "
"Why not?"
"It's just not the same as with Mac. I mean, what he's been doing with me is wrong, too. But I was stupid, and I got myself into that mess. But this...this is something I can stop before it gets out of hand, and the smart thing to do is to stop it, right now."
"Why?" Laura wanted to know. "Just because some preacher, a male preacher at that, tells you it's wrong, you believe it's wrong? Believe me honey, nothing is righter. Give it a chance and you'll discover that love between two women can be a beautiful thing."
Jill found herself moaning again, knowing her body was more than eager to experiment. Laura's fingers were already beginning to race very teasingly along the swelling contours of one of her alabaster mounds, titillating the rich, pink nipple. Feebly, Jill continued to protest, saying, "No...no.. . "
"Yes, yes," Laura insisted.
Very quickly the green-eyed older blonde was on her feet. She stood there, staring down at the sitting Jill, then began removing her own clothing, clothing which, Jill now noticed, seemed more masculine than feminine. It was a slack suit, all green, and by the time Laura came near Jill, she not only had the jacket off, but the blouse and brassiere off, as well.
Wide-eyed and apprehensive, though for some reason unafraid of what would happen next, Jill suddenly leaped off the bed and ran for the door. But at the same time she found herself with her eyes locked on the other woman's small, perfect breasts, breasts that were almost as white as hers. They were round and small, like large oranges, set high on the older woman's chest and very close together in spite of their smallness. Her velvet skin seemed nearly translucent, the bluish tracery of tiny veins giving them a depth that was very intriguing. It was the first time she had ever looked at a woman's breasts and felt sexual urges. But then, she hadn't felt any kind of sexual urges at all until Mac Zee had forced her to put out for him. Desperately she tried dodging past Laura, who had reached the door ahead of her, but Laura advanced on her, and she found herself trapped right back at the bed. At that moment Laura's arms wrapped themselves around her, the fabulous small breasts pressing securely against her own.
"Uuuuunnhh...." Jill gasped as she began to protest. Her protest was stifled in her throat as Laura's soft lips captured hers in a lover's hungry kiss. Against her will she felt herself being forced down on the bed. Little by little she was being made to lie down, and looking up, she was able to see the reflection of all that was happening on the ceiling mirror.
Unable to make another move to save herself from this lesbianic seduction, Jill simply lay there. She looked at Laura, who was standing again, watching as the slenderly beautiful woman began removing her slacks and then her panties. All the while Laura's eyes continued raking the other girl's body as hunger continued to mount in her. Instinctively she knew Jill wouldn't attempt to get away any longer. Mac had done a good job of setting her up, and now she was ready for what Laura had in mind.
As she pulled her own panties off, Laura thought to herself this was one time she was glad to follow Mac Zee's instructions. This was one beautiful female.
Self-lovingly, her hands lifted and began roaming over her own breasts, cupping the small fullness of her rounded mammaries, then gliding slowly down across her belly and over her hips, coming at last to the softly curling hairs of her pubic mound. One of her fingers extended itself and slid into the narrow culvert between her labia, massaging her clitoris, feeling the tingling sensations run through her as the button enlarged to a spikiness. She shivered delicately with the slashing wildfire charging through her shuddering body.
"You are really stunning," she murmured almost to herself as she continued to admire Jill. At this particular moment she was a very happy woman because she was about to add another conquest to her list of women, and this time it was one of those sweetly innocent young females.
At the moment that Laura lay down beside her, Jill was very suddenly galvanized into action. She rolled, moving across the wide bed, away from the other woman, her sensibilities still fighting what had happened.
Her cry was a strangled gasp in her throat. "No...please...don't...I don't want you to touch me.. . . " she insisted, turning on her side, her back to
Laura as she tried rolling off the bed.
But Laura moved quickly, very quickly, and just as Jill was about to get away, she felt two arms surround her, clamping her against the soft front of a feminine body. She turned, trying to writhe free, and in doing so, felt her larger, fuller breasts come into contact with the smaller ones belonging to Laura. Shockwaves went charging through her as she realized, much against her will, she was very much aroused. When Laura hungrily kissed her this time, there was no denying her inner feelings. Uncontrollable lightning was flashing within her shuddering body, and as Laura's hands wandered over her flesh, stimulating her, thrilling her, her own hands were unable to help but feel the soft, sleek curves of the other female's body as it pressed all the more closely to hers.
Their mouths were now stapled tightly together, tongues intertwining, and Jill sincerely believed she was making love to a man. Lower down, Jill felt the thrillingly wonderful undulation of the other woman's pelvis as one pussy rubbed searingly against her own. Oh God! It all felt so good! It was wrong to lie here like this, yet it was heaven. Nevertheless, Jill wondered, how was it possible for two women to genitally make love?
A voice moaned, "Ooooooohhhh...yesss...I love it...I love it...I've never done anything like this before, but I love it." That was when Jill realized it was her own voice that was moaning.
"Don't you worry about a thing, honey," Laura whispered softly in her ear, sending trills tingling up and down her spine.
Their kiss of passion was now broken, and Laura slowly slithered down the length of the lovely younger woman's nubile form, slowly rolling her over onto her back, careful to hungrily continue kissing Jill's nipples, causing a series of uncontrollable fire blasts to explode in Jill's shuddering body. Without being bidden, Jill discovered her hips were grinding in tiny circles against the bed, and her pelvis was humping madly, as if the pelvis on top of it had a penis it was injecting into her.
"Oh God!" the lovely younger girl moaned helplessly.
She was now very much aware of the older woman's avidly teasing mouth as it slowly moved through the narrow defile between her own larger, tingling breasts. The woman's tongue titillated her, darting and lightly touching, tantalizing the ribs, and finally moving into the indentation of her navel. Warm, tiny female hands were forcing her slenderly aching thighs wide apart, and her golden-fuzzed furrow was exposed to the voracious eyes of the older female. Jill felt her labia trembling with anticipation because she knew what was about to take place.
Laura was still moving, sliding between Jill's tantalizing thighs, and then she was lifting Jill's legs under her knees, pushing them back until the fronts of her thighs were mashing against the full swell of her orbs as her nipples all but cut into her kneecaps. Those same soft hands were now caressing her tantalizingly slender inner thighs, while at the same time Laura's anxious lips were continually kissing her, moving ever closer to the gold-rimmed treasure that nestled between her shapely legs.
Well aware of Laura's wonderful intent, all Jill was able to do at that point was moan aloud, her words totally unintelligible. Her mind still had the idea that the moment the other woman's tongue touched her trembling vagina, she would be irretrievably lost, a total pervert. But her body didn't care about perversion. Her body needed satisfaction, and as a result, it all but called out to Laura to continue. Ohh-hhhh hhhh Godilddd uhhhhh!
Then the touch was there! Laura's leaping, expert tongue licked hungrily out, tasting the delicious savoriness of the cunt beneath, lapping contentedly away, slurping the oily juices Jill was secreting, climbing higher and tickling the tantalizing clitoris, sending more intense sensations of lust charging through Jill's brain than Mac's tongue had ever been able to do.
Still, it seemed so very wrong. At the same instant her body was going through all kinds of wonderfully ecstatic rapture, her mind continued inwardly rebelling, making one final attempt at rational thought.
"No...uhhhhh...no...no...no . . . , " she cried out.
Laura's hungry mouth paused for only the barest fraction of a second, leaving Jill's sensation-charged pussy indolently begging for more and more and more. She was speaking, but Jill only dimly heard what Laura was saying.
"Relax honey, relax and just let it happen."
"But it's so wrong...so very wrong!" Jill sobbed.
"The whole goddamn world is wrong," Laura snorted. "Suppose you tell me what, if anything, is right."
"A man I loved doing it to me," she replied.
"You mean it has to be a man's cock to be right?"
"A man whom I loved," Jill reiterated.
"Are you telling me you don't like Mac Zee's cock?"
"No, I'm not saying that. I just don't like the man attached to it."
"But if a cock were making love to you, it'd be more right than what we're doing? Is that what you're telling me?"
"Well, I suppose it would make some kind of difference," Jill tacitly conceded.
"Okay, honey, you want a cock, I'll fix you up with a good, solid cock, a cock that won't quit. A better cock than Mac Zee ever gave you," Laura told Jill, her eyes widely glowing with salacious hunger. "After that, we'll do things my way, all over again."
"I don't understand you," Jill insisted. "What are you talking about? I'm so confused."
"It's simple, honey. You like sex with a cock. Well, I'm going to get a cock and do the honors."
Quickly Laura leaped off the bed and went to the door. She left the room for a moment, and Jill wondered what she was up to. When she returned, she was holding something in her hand.
"I always keep Buster here in my purse, just in case I'm alone somewhere and I need a good fuck."
Jill was unable to see exactly what it was Laura had because it was in a long box. Laura returned to the bed, her luscious figure delightfully undulating as she walked. When she reached the bed, she opened the box and unwrapped something from sanitary cloth. At first, Jill thought Laura had castrated someone.
"It's called a dildo," Laura explained. "It's made of life-like rubber and it does one helluva job. Think it's big enough to satisfy you, honey? I know it's longer and thicker than Mac Zee's cock."
"It's immense," Jill agreed. "But are you thinking of using that on me?"
"You'd better believe it, honey. You wanted a cock, so you're getting one."
"But...I mean.. . . "
Staring with amazed eyes, Jill watched as the woman who wanted to be her lover strapped the artificial organ onto her, wrapping the straps around her waist and thighs in such a way it suddenly began to look like an extension of her. The rubber phallus stood straight out, a perfect reproduction of a man's hardened penis. The rubber base was flat and more-or-less nestled against the lips of Laura's cunt, creating the illusion the cock was actually growing out of Laura's fulcrum. Nevertheless, there was a definite ludicrousness to the entire thing. The solid maleness of the artificial cock in contrast to the soft womanliness of Laura would have been almost laughable, save for the fact that Jill's need for sexual satisfaction was becoming overpowering. There was no time to consider the humorous aspects of it.
At the moment, Laura was squeezing a water soluble jelly from a tube onto the shaft of the massive substitute penis. The jelly tube had been in the box along with the penis, and now Laura put the knob back on the tube and returned it to the box. Then she crawled back onto the bed where Jill sat upright with her legs out in front of her and made Jill lie down as she positioned herself between the younger woman's slender, tender thighs, covering the entire dildo with jelly.
Jill simply lay on her back, impatient and tense, curious to see what differences she would feel between the rubber dildo and the thickness of a man's cock. She waited, knowing that at any moment the massive dildo was going to enter her, her mind already envisioning precisely how the instrument would penetrate. It occurred to her that if she'd had such an instrument in the room, she probably would have used it herself to gain satisfaction after Mac had finished with her, leaving her unsatisfied.
It suddenly seemed all right, as if this were the most natural thing in the world. After all, it really wouldn't make that much difference whether she was the one shoving the rubber contrivance into her vagina, or having it stabbed into her searing oven by the flexing of Laura's anxious hips.
Without realizing it, she spread her thighs a bit wider, anxiously expectant, really wanting to feel it, now. Her mind continued to warn her this was wrong, but her body quivered for it, and her body's needs were stronger than her mind's warnings. She rationalized that if this were wrong, so was what Mac Zephyr had done to her. Doing wrong was like killing, in a way. Until it happens the first time, it's horrible. After that, the rest comes naturally.
"Remember," Laura reminded her, hovering over her. "After this, you have to allow me to lick that pussy of yours, as well. Believe me, you'll like it much more than if Mac does it. I have my own way of doing things."
Jill didn't even want to think about it. Wrong though it might be, that was something in the future. All she cared about now was that which was going to take place in the present.
She gasped as she felt the huge, cock-like instrument touching her labia as Laura began guiding it forward. The rubbery length of it was sliding up and down her narrow feminine furrow, the tip touching her clitoris repeatedly, driving her even more wild with desire. It lacked the warmth of a real cock, but otherwise, even to the texture, it seemingly felt the same.
"Aaaaannnnhhhhhhh hhhh...Godddd dddduhhh-hh hhhhhh...do it! Put it inside me, please, shove it in," she begged, lifting her grinding hips to the artificial organ.
"like this?" Laura asked, smiling, looking down into her face, slowly pushing the prosthetic cock into the narrow defile between Jill's tantalizing thighs.
"Hhhhhhaaauuu uuuunnnnnngg gggggghhhh! It's going to tear me apart!" Jill moaned.
"No it won't," Laura assured her. "You'll be able to stretch just enough to handle it."
As the dildo continued sliding into the narrow tightness of her feminine scabbard, Jill, feeling herself being stretched beyond belief, tried hard to recoil away from it. The great girth felt as if it would rip her right up the middle. Once again, save for the lack of warmth, it felt like the real thing, but for the fact that it was in no way flexible. Jill knew that Mac Zee's cock, even at its hardest, had some natural flexibility about it, in addition to the pulsing heat that continually throbbed inside it. It twitched inside her as if it had a living heart with a vibrant life that was somehow or other missing from the rubber reproduction now entering her body.
Jill shut her eyes tightly, closing out the sight of the woman above her, letting her imagination take complete control so that she was able to picture that which was entering her as being real. Yes, it was Mac Zee's cock. It had to be Mac's because she had never known any other penis, and she felt a mixture of fright and delight as it continued driving into her, cleaving her furrowed interior so completely.
Above her at that moment, Laura, knowing she had total control of Jill, began flexing her hips, moving them back and forth, imitating the fucking motions of a man when his cock is buried in the treasure trove of a woman. She smiled her own secret smile of triumph. Jill was as much hers as she had ever been Mac's. Before the evening was out, Jill would be totally initiated the way Laura wanted her. It was also what Mac wanted, since he expected Jill to be capable of pleasing women as well as men.
Laura began thrusting deep and hard, sending the dildo far up into the narrowness of the shuddering vaginal tunnel she was invading, while beneath her, moaning unceasingly, her hips continually undulating up and down against the rubbery hardness of the thrusting dildo as she fucked back wildly, Jill Caldwell was riding a rocket to unexpected sexual heights, feeling much as she did when being fucked by a real cock.
"Ohhhh hhhh...Godddd uhhhh hhhh...drive it deep, drive it hard," she pleadingly whined. "Don't stop. . . "
Her moans were stopped by the hungry mouth of the older blonde. Laura leaned down and kissed her, and Jill accepted the other woman's thrusting tongue, sucking and chewing on it, nibbling it wantonly as it surged in and out of her mouth, following what the dildo was doing in the cavernous tightness of her steaming pussy. Spurred on by the lovely girl's imploring cry, Laura smiled and plunged the rubber cock in and out of the helpless younger woman's cunt as wildly as any man might have fucked her.
It was working all too well. The interior of Jill's aching pussy was unable to distinguish between what was real and what was unreal. All her interior nerve-endings required was the proper stimulation, and the dildo was giving her just that.
Jill's body was writhing, responding even more wildly than Laura had anticipated. Her eyes were glazed and her breath was coming in short pants. In just a few more fractions of a second she knew she was going to climax. It would be as good as anything Mac Zee had brought on. The organ rummaging through her was definitely as good, in her own mind, as a male appendage as it continued moving in and out of her.
Abruptly, she began convulsing, her climax breaking over her like waves slamming against rocks. Her thrilled and ecstatic body was happily accepting what she was feeling, reveling in it, enjoying every last moment of its existence.
"AAAA IIII YYYY AAAA GGGG HHHH AAAA NNNN GGGG HHHH AAAA GGGG HHHH UUUU NNNN GGGG HHHH AAAA UUUU WWWW AAAA NNNN GGGG HHHH UUUU GGG HHH!" she cried out in rapturous joy. "YESSSSSSS...THAT'SSS ITTTTTTT.. . "
Internally, she was all wound up, wriggling and squirming, and she knew that one orgasm wouldn't be enough. Though she had been content to enjoy one with Mac Zee all the times he'd fucked her-except for the last time-she realized Laura was about to bring her to a second culmination, and she steeled her body to accept it. A full-throated scream came issuing from her mouth as she hurled her hips solidly against the pistoning of the rubber penis. She released more of her sexually pent-up tension as the second climax charged through her shuddering body.
"AAAAIIII YYYY EEEE AAAA GGGG HHHH UUUU NNNN GGGG HHHH AAAA GGGG HHHH AAAA UUUU WWWW AAAA NNNN GGGG HHHH AAAA RRRR GGGG HHH!"
Waves of delightful euphoria continually washed over her shuddering form, and the quivering of her lovely body became less and less violent. She felt her heart heating at a fantastic rate.
Opening her eyes, she found herself staring up into the cool eyes of the older blonde, eyes that were watching her reactions closely. She was aware of the soft fullness of Laura's smaller breasts as they pressed firmly against her shuddering body. She was covered with perspiration, both her own and that of the other woman. Little by little her shuddering became less and less as her heartbeat began slowing down.
"You really dug that, didn't you," Laura said, smiling at her, aware of how good Jill felt.
"I loved it," Jill admitted. "I never knew a woman was capable of making me feel so good. It was almost as if you were...a man."
'This is only the beginning," Laura assured her. "Wait until I show you how good it is when it's done woman-to-woman."
Laura rolled off the younger woman after withdrawing the dildo from inside her. The rubber organ was covered with Jill's secretions. Laura untied it from around her hips and belly, and she took it to the private bathroom where she wahsed it off thoroughly, then rewrapped it in its sanitary cloth, and put it back in the box from which she had taken it. She purposely did this in order to give Jill time to relax and enjoy her after-climax. A double orgasm was enough to exhaust anyone. But when she saw Jill stretched out on f'. .e bed, lethargic and ready to fall asleep, she said, "Come on, honey. Let's you and I go on to phase two."
Jill, still in the throes of her ecstatic double-release, turned her head to look weakly at her female lover.
She feebly gasped out, "Please, Laura...that is your name. . . , " and Laura nodded. "Please...let me rest. I feel so good, so relaxed.. . "
"No! The one thing we definitely will not do is wait," Laura told her. "I've already given you a double dose of what you wanted. Now it's my turn to get what I want. Believe me, one of the things you're going to have to learn is to enjoy sex at all times, even when you're tired. Mac's plans for you include certain non-stop sessions. So you'd better start attuning your body to it."
At the mention of Mac Zephyr's name, Jill felt a chill invade her body, reminding her she was a slave in this man's house, subject to his whims. For a brief instant in time, being with Laura had helped her forget about Mac Zee and his cruelty.
With a swift expertise Laura hopped onto the bed where Jill lay, straddling her face with her thighs while her own face hovered over the leaking pussy of the other woman. She stared at the rich quantity of balm her "fucking" had brought from Jill's cunt.
Jill found herself staring up into the wide-open slit of the older blonde. For the moment, she was startled. The demanding pussy was hanging there, mere inches above her face. She ought to have been repulsed by it, but by now she understood that almost all the things she had thought of as perverted eventually turned out to be deliriously enjoyable. The scent coming from Laura's perfumed interior filled her swelling nostrils, and she realized she was salivating. No wonder Mac Zee had his urge to lick her cunt all the time. She looked at the sparse pubic hair surrounding the light-pink lips, while above the cunt was a hairless little anus winking lasciviously at her, inviting her to taste the pussy below. Laura's pussy, Jill noticed, was sodden with her own lubrication, and Jill realized that while Laura had seen to it she, Jill, had enjoyed a double climax, Laura had not had anything. The inner lips were contracting with mad pulsations, and Jill knew what was expected of her without having to put her thoughts into words.
A swivel-hipped writhing brought the older woman's leaking cunt firmly down against the younger blonde's face. At the same time, Laura buried her own mouth in the steaming tunnel belonging to Jill.
For a moment Jill wanted to scream she was so frightened. No matter how arousing the sight of the other woman's vagina had appeared, the idea of licking it with her own mouth was something for which she had not been prepared. For a moment she was hysterical, believing Laura was going to suffocate her. Then she felt the gently flicking tongue as it licked with expertness against her relaxed clitoris. She was still ultra-sensitive, and the touch of the tongue down there brought her cunt vibrantly to life. A moan of total surrender issued from her mouth as delightful sensuality rippled through her entire naked frar.e, and without thinking about it any longer, physically feeling the need to respond, she probed with the tip of her tongue experimentally applying it. Unerringly her tongue-tip sought out, and found the throbbing button that looked like a mini-phallus. The taste of it, salty, yet sweet, was arousing, and she began licking more and more boldly.
Dipping her searching tongue into the soddenly wet warmth of the older woman's vaginal orifice, Jill found the pungent flavor more and more to her liking. Feeling the way the other woman was lapping her, she followed Laura's lead, becoming bolder, discovering how dexterous she was in the way she sucked and licked the waiting vaginal tunnel. Laura's hips were already writhing up and down in response to the way she was lapping, and the labored breathing of the woman on top of her told Jill how successful she was in making Laura feel what she, herself, was once again feeling. God! It was all so delightful and deliciously sensual as her arousal became more and more complete with the passage of seconds. She found herself ascending to new and higher plateaus of desire, where orgasm seemed imminent, and yet out of reach. God! She didn't want it to stop, not now, not ever.
Together, the two women climbed even higher in their desire for enjoyment as their lashing tongues hungrily probed and their hands wandered over one another's bodies very freely. Both gasped out thrilling mewls of pleasurably delightful joy.
Jill was mumbling words into the sodden depths of the other woman's shuddering pussy, her sounds seemingly echoing in the vaginal tunnel. "Uuuuuu-mmmmmphhhhhh! Goood! So good! Don't stop! Don't ever stop! Keep licking me like that...yessssss...ummmmmmmm...ooooooohhhhhhh.. . "
In turn, she heard a muffled voice churning in the center of her own vagina, as Laura replied, with a loud, long moan, "That's right, Jill...aaaannnnhhhh...keep it uppp...don't stop...you learn fast...eat, honey, eat me good!"
The two of them mutually took and received, their limbs intertwining with one another in the sixty-nine position, each eating the other one's vagina with her lapping, sucking mouth. The sexual tension in their trembling bodies was building to newer and greater heights, causing them to all but chew on one another's sensitive areas they were so violently aroused. As if it had been ordained, the pair of them reached the apex of their sexual completion as one.
Jill felt it start for her in the long, violent shuddering convulsions that quaked through her body so wonderfully that the intensity of the orgasm caused her legs and pelvis to jerk and twitch spasmodically as wave after overpowering wave of welcome release surged through her for the third time in less than a half hour. It was a rhapsodic symphony of thrilling sensuality, leaving her satiated beyond belief. She didn't recognize the sound of her own voice as she bellowed into the depths of Laura's pussy, "HHHH AAAA IIII YYYY YYYY AAAA NNNN GGGG HH-HHAAAARRRR GGGHHHAAANNNGGGHHH."
Directly above her, at the same time, Laura was grinding her demanding vagina firmly into the face of the younger blonde, moving with totally uncontrolled and wild abandon, her voice totally muffled as it pressed into Jill's feminine center, sounding to Jill as if it came from a great distance away.
"OOOO WWWW AAAA UUUU WWWW AAAA GGGG HHHH AAAA NNNN GGGG HHHH AAAA GGGG HHHH UUUU NNNN GGGG HHHH UUUU MMMM PPPP HHHH AAA WWWW GGGG HHHH!"
Laura collapsed, rolling from her topmost position onto the bed's counterpane. She somehow managed to reverse herself and stretch out beside her new conquest, knowing that in the future Jill would have no qualms about pleasing another female. She clamped her soft mouth to that of Jill in a long, soul-searching kiss that was filled with all kinds of future promises.
Jill kissed back, her own arms wrapping themselves around the older, smaller woman's body. Their breasts and thigh-fronts clamped ecstatically together, and each woman was able to taste the essence of her own loins from the mouth of the other.
"Now can I rest?" Jill gasped.
"For a little while," Laura told her. "Then I have this marvelous vibrator we can use on each other to send us really climbing the walls. Believe me, it'll make a man's cock seem like nothing."
"I believe you," Jill nodded.
"One thing," Laura said. "You be careful of Mac. He's a mean one. He's ambitious and one day hopes to head his own Family. He'll use you or me or anyone to attain what he wants. Just be careful and don't cross him, because he's a bad one."