Chapter 14
The moon-face blonde closed her eyes, her face contorted with suppressed rage-a rage that soon had her entire round body quivering with detestation and loathing.
"Move them there asses, you cunts!" the sheriff roared.
Rachel allowed herself to fall on her back as she sprawled out on the down-filled mattress beneath her. Moving like an android, Kathy rolled on her side, then onto an elbow so that she was lifting her soft, round body over that of the younger girl.
Kathy was far more sophisticated than Rachel. Though she had never gone down on a woman, and under normal circumstances wouldn't dream of doing so, she had often been curious what it was a man liked about pushing his face into the puddled pinkness of a vagina. Now that she was faced with the prospect of being forced to do it herself, she didn't really much care for the idea. Still, doing it meant prolonging her life, and the longer she lived, the better were her chances for outsmarting this damn hick sheriff.
"Ah ain't gonna tell you t'move again," the sheriff roared.
"Please, Kathy," Rachel gasped, her voice a harshly grating whisper. "We have to do like he say. We ain't got a choice."
"I don't think I can do something like that," Kathy insisted.
"Try, honey, please . . . y'gotta try. Ah mean, ah went and done it with you filled with his jizz. Ah ain't got nothin' inside me 'cept some oil. Do it, or he'll kill us sure iff n y'don't."
"I don't know," Kathy gasped. "I think it's gotten to the point where I just don't give a damn any longer."
"It ain't so bad once you get started," Rachel insisted. "You liked it when ah did it fer you. Ah know ah'll like it iff n y'do it fer me."
Kathy shrugged and rose to her knees, willing to accept this defeat. She smiled at Rachel and said, "I guess I owe you that much."
She hesitated a long, long moment and then worked her way between Rachel's upraised knees, staring at the pink slash between the younger girl's thighs. Slowly she lowered her face, and then slammed her lips and her tongue against the liquid beads of oil covering the outer labia of the brown-haired girl.
"Now thet's all right!" the sheriff muttered. "Now, ah wanna hear the sweet sound of them there lips and thet there tongue sloshing around inside sweet Rachel's cunt. Ah mean, she sucked me, and ah ass-fucked her, so ah figger ah should see to it she gets somethin' good outta all this."
Without thinking, Kathy sent her tongue corkscrewing into the sopping center of Rachel's seething pussy, picking the right wall, then the left. She lapped fiercely, her mouth making loud and noisy sucking sounds as she swirled the tip of her tongue against the pin button of the other girl's clitoris.
"Well, willya looky there," the sheriff said, wide-eyed with amazement. Just grab a gander at the way old blondie can suck cunt."
Rachel shut her eyes tightly, her voice a softly fluttering moan as she began to roll her somewhat ample hips from side to side, her heels digging into the mattress for leverage as she thrust her foaming vaginal lips against the ever-increasing pressure of Kathy's licking lips and probing tongue.
The sheriff was on his feet, pacing back and forth. Just looking at the way these two females were going at it was getting to him. He didn't know why, but his cock, which usually wasn't able to get hard twice the same week, was getting hard for the third time in less than an hour, and for the fourth time in two days. He wanted to do something different-something really exciting and arousing-something that would add greatly to his own enhancement and yet increase the degradation felt by the two females. He was gonna kill 'em both, but before he did, he wanted to make 'em understand they had sunk to the lowest levels possible.
Kathy moved her tongue in such a way it seemingly rooted itself through the folds of thick, puffy flesh making up the tantalizing inner lips of Rachel's cunt. Her oral organ probed in and out, always reaching, on the out-stroke, for the little nubbin of clitoris she knew to be there. Rachel's clitoris was smaller than her own.
The brown-haired girl began wiggling about, squirming and writhing with mounting frustration as a monumental battle began raging within her-a battle between the delicious sensory thrills she was feeling because of Kathy's lips and mouth, and the horrid fear of what the sheriff was going to do to them when this was all over.
She lifted her slender thighs high in the air, then let her lower legs bend and come down over Kathy's shoulder. Kathy slipped one hand under the taut, roundness of Rachel's full buttocks and let her fingers toy with the dimpled flesh down there. She hesitated for a long moment, shocked by how excited she was to be doing all this, and by the fact that she was receiving so much pleasure from giving enjoyment to this young Arkansas girl. Abruptly, she plunged the middle finger of her right hand into the teeming morass of Rachel's sweet cunt. She began driving the finger in and out, in and out, and at the same time she began drawing the throbbing clitoris through her lips again and again, whipping her tongue across its head.
Rachel found herself shuddering with excitement, aware now only of the thrillingly enjoyable feeling of Kathy's probing finger and lapping oral digit. She filled each of her hands with a health quantity of Kathy's golden hair as if they were reins and she was tugging on them to better guide Kathy's lips and tongue about the surface of her shuddering vagina. Then the orgasm that had been waiting so long inside her finally came roaring to the surface.
"KATTTT HHHHHHHH YYYYYY . . . WWWWWW YYYYY AAAAIIIYY YAAAGGGHHH . . . IIIIIII'MM-M-M-MMM . . . AAAAA NNNGGGG HHH . . . COMMMMINN-NNN-NNN-NNNGGGG UUHHHHH!" she screamed as her hands gripped the blonde woman's head and she raked the heatedly dripping love lips of her hot and searing cunt against the mouth of the other woman, the climax erupting in her like a thousand volcanoes.
"Ah know what ah'm gonna do," the sheriff suddenly decided. "Blondie, ah'm gonna fuck your cunt with mah gun, and when you come, thass when ah'm gonna pull the trigger. It'll be a come that'll kill ya. Then ah'll jes' kick thet box from out under yer boy firend, 'n' after than, ah'll try fuckin Rachel one more time. Then, Rachel-honey, ah'm afraid ah gotta drown you out here in the swamp."
"You're not sticking that thing in my cunt," Kathy told him. "You want to shoot me, you go ahead and do it the right way. I'll be damned if I'll let you shove that metal in me."
"Shee-tt! If thas what you want, then thass what ah'll have to do," he said, lifting the gun and pointing it at Kathy.
But he never pulled the trigger. Instead, his free hand suddenly went to the back of his neck where a small multi-colored crawling band had fallen from the rafters and had bitten him directly in the carotid artery, the one leading to the brain. He was instantly paralyzed.